Belle lifted her hair in one hand and turned her back to me so I could put the necklace around her throat and close the clasp. As it clicked shut, she leaned back against me, closing her eyes. I moved my arms around her to hold her close, my hands at her waist. I saw that a drop of brandy had fallen from the right earring into the hollow of her neck. I leaned forward to kiss the spot, my erection pressing against the globes of her ass. Belle responded by lifting my hands from her waist to her breasts, easing the top of the robe open in silent invitation. I cupped her boobs, squeezing gently and rubbing my thumbs lightly across her nipples, feeling them harden and tighten as she moaned low in her throat. She half-turned in my arms, one hand pulling my head to hers to meet her parted lips. Our tongues dueled as I pulled her closer, my left hand cradling her head as my right kneaded her buttocks. She moaned softly, fingernails digging into my scalp as her other hand sought out my ass in turn, pressing me to her as tightly as she could, her hips grinding against my cock as she eagerly sucked at my tongue.
“I want you,” she whispered when she broke the kiss. “I need you to make me feel good. Take me to bed and fuck me. Please.”
Slipping an arm around each other’s waists, we climbed the stairs to her bedroom on the top floor.
Her bedroom was built around a kingsized bed made up with what looked like silk sheets. The thick mattress & box-spring set, plus the low platform they rested on, put the top of the mattress at thigh height on me. The only light spilling into the room came from the open bathroom door, but it was enough. Belle began to undress me with sensuous brushings of her fingers and nails and soft kisses as I went from clothed to naked. She stepped back. I reached out and pulled the knotted sash at her waist. The robe slipped open and she shrugged it off her shoulders, the fabric puddling at her feet. She stepped forward into my embrace, her eyes hot and seeking as we wrapped ourselves around each other, each feeling the other’s lust and feeding our own off it. I grasped a handful of hair and pulled her mouth to mine. Our tongues intertwined like mating snakes as she sighed and wordlessly urged me on.
I broke the kiss and picked her up by the buttocks. Belle wrapped her legs around my back as I placed her on the edge of the bed. She leaned back, parting her legs in invitation. Her bush was bikini-waxed and neatly trimmed, which pleased me. Love-dew beaded her pussy lips, its musk arousing me even more. I leaned forward, pushing her thighs farther apart, and began to tongue her.
She moaned deep in her throat and whispered, “Oh, yes,” as I ran my tongue into her slit, tasting her juices for the first time. I worked my way up to her clitoral shaft and licked it, feeling rather than seeing her clit engorge and emerge from its hood as she responded to the stimulation. Leaning in closer, I sucked it into my mouth, gently nibbling her clitoris. Belle arched up off the bed and groaned with pleasure, her pussy nectar soaking my chin as she began to climb toward orgasm, pressing her mound into my face, demanding more and more as she hoarsely mumbled, “Don’t stop… yes… yes… oh, that’s good… lick me… lick me… ooh, don’t stop…” as I continued to lap up her dripping sweetness.
As she grew more agitated, I slid first one, then two fingers into her while continuing to lick and nibble at her clit. She responded with deep groans of pleasure. I could feel her pussy clamp down on my fingers, trying to pull them even farther in. Her head thrashed on the slender column of her neck, her hair flying as she sought her peak, her moans turning into ecstatic howls of sexual pleasure. I curved and turned my fingers, trying to find her G-spot and press it back against her clitoris. Belle reacted to this invasion of her body by shoving her slit harder against my face, chanting “Suck it! Suck it! Suck it! Ohmigawd! I… need… to… cummm…” her body twisting spasmodically as she sought release, her hands pressing against the back of my head, trying to control me even as I controlled her.
I lifted my head just a little from my enjoyable task, took a deep breath, and blew sharply onto her exposed love bud. Belle bucked up with a shriek of lust and I dropped my mouth back over her clit, simultaneously sucking and biting gently as I lashed it with my tongue.
Belle screamed joyously, an incomprehensible sound that told me and anyone else in earshot that she had reached a shattering climax. Her thighs clamped spastically around my head and her hands tried to shove my face into her cunt, the nails digging deep into my scalp. I rode the bucking slut, never letting up on her clit, feeling her juices flow onto my hand as I continued to pleasure her. It seemed like hours before the viselike grip of her legs relaxed as she fell down the far side into afterglow and I could shift my position. She whined as I withdrew my fingers from her pussy and stood up.
I rubbed my right hand over her mound, gathering up her wetness and smearing it over my cock as she lay there panting, too limp to protest. I grabbed her ankles and forced her legs back against her boobs, spreading her open. The move pulled her cunt lips apart, her hips rotating up, her pussy helplessly exposed to anything I might choose to do. Taking a deep breath, I rubbed my cock up and down her inner lips for a moment. Then, in one swift, decisive thrust, I entered her.
Belle hissed, “Yes!” as she felt me penetrate her. She was slick and tight as I took her, driving in clear up to the hilt. She didn’t resist as I fucked in and out of her. Quite the contrary. As she came back to herself from what I hoped would be the first of many climaxes she began to move in time with my thrusts, her hips rising to meet my inward thrusts, her cunt muscles grabbing my cock, her love juice flowing as I ravaged her greedy hole. She laid her legs on my shoulders, her long calves pressing down, urging me to even deeper penetration, greedily trying to shove my balls in too. She arched her back, bracing herself on her arms, offering her firm breasts with their engorged nipples to me. I leaned down, catching her left nipple in my teeth and flicking it with my tongue. She cried, “Oh! It hurts… don’t… stop… don’t stop… ohh, yes…” as the stimulation crossed the pleasure/pain boundary. At the top of each thrust, her hips curved forward and down as she sought to bring her swollen clit into contact with my shaft. She moaned in time with the pistoning of my cock as I pulled myself up on her body to steepen the angle and make it easier for her love bud to scrape along my rod. I noticed a flush spreading across her chest as her nipples hardened to pebbles and she neared orgasm. My balls were threatening to explode, but I mentally clamped down, determined to make Belle climax before letting myself go, forcing myself to keep my strokes long and steady instead of going for the short jabs that always presaged my own climax, listening to her moaning increase in intensity and pitch as we continued to fuck.
I let go of Belle’s nipple to better resist the temptation to cum. She grabbed her tits with both hands, her sharp nails pressing cruelly into her own flesh, increasing the sensations she was feeling. It drove her over the edge. She howled, “I’m cumming!!” as she arched her back, trying to impale herself on my rock-hard prick and drive it clear into her belly. I continued to ride her, not caring if I was hurting her as my own climax approached, no longer to be denied. She felt the difference in my thrusts. Her hazel eyes looked deep into my blue ones.
“Fuck me, lover,” she whispered. “Fuck me. Give it to me. Give me your cum. I want it. Give it to me… give it to me… give it to me…”
I reached up, grabbing her head and collapsing on her beautiful tits as my orgasm overwhelmed me, my cock ramming into her, plundering her depths as it spewed my sperm deep into her wanton pussy and my tongue invaded her mouth, my groans muffled against her lips. I felt her shudder in climax as her twat milked frantically at my prick. Our sweat mingled as we lay together, the spasms subsiding as we became aware of the outside world again. My spent cock slipped out of her liquid depths as we gasped for air. The sheets where we lay we soaked with sweat and our mingled fluids. I had just enough energy left to swing her legs onto the bed and turn her clear of the wet spot that marked our coupling before I climbed up onto the bed on her far side, pulling the silk sheet up over our glowing bodies. As she cuddled into my chest and I cupped one of her lovely breasts, we fell into the exhausted sleep of satisfied lovers.