"Wanna watch a movie?" I ask you.
"Sure, Quinn, what do you want to watch?"
"Anything you want, Jason, just start it, I'll be right back." as I head upstairs.
When I come back downstairs, the title screen is on and you're sitting on the couch. I brought my favorite blanket. You get comfortable and I sit next to you and snuggle in under your arm, with my body turned slightly toward you, head on your chest. Your arm rests on my shoulder and your fingers toy with my ponytail. As the movie progresses, you gently pull the ponytail holder out and pet my hair. You are rewarded with some soft sighs and little squirms for your efforts. I rest my hand on your knee and trace random designs on your leg, moving up a little at a time. I notice that your well trained cock has decided this is a safe place, and is creating a tantalizing bulge in your pants. My fingers keep up with their slow, soft ascent, almost touching it, but not quite. I turn my face away from the movie, into your chest and breathe deeply. You smell so nice. I take my hand away from your leg and slide it up your belly and chest, to touch your beard and run my hand along your jaw. I let my hand drift down and wrap around your side, giving you a little squeeze. It makes me smile when you dip your head down and kiss the top of mine.
My hand starts to wander across your chest, casually touching and fidgeting with the top button of your plaid shirt. I don't know if you notice me slipping the button through the hole and letting it fall open a little. I move on to the next button, giving it the same treatment. By the time I get to the third button, I'm pretty sure you've noticed. Your breathing has changed a little, quickened, and I feel tension in the arm wrapped around me. I feel your heartbeat, too, and maybe it's just my imagination, but I think that's sped up a bit too. You don't move to stop me though. Being such a good boy, just letting me touch and tease and explore you. I make quick work of the rest of the buttons, gently undoing each one until I can run my hands over your white tee and smooth the plaid out of the way.
I let my hand rest gently on your chest for a while. My fingers moving a little here and there, tracing little patterns. Then my hand wanders down, gently touching through your thin t-shirt. I get down to the button of your pants and I feel a sharp intake of breath, I wait and you hold that breath. I see the bulge in your pants not far from my hand throbs a little. You want me to touch it, I can almost feel your want. I fumble with the button a little and release it, and hear a low moan from you. I look up and see the most incredible expression on your face, desire, lust, but something more, too.
"Quinnnn...." God that sounds so delicious on your lips.
"We need to get you out of these pants, Jason."
And with that you stand, unzip, and let them fall to the floor and kick them to the side. I grab your hand and pull you back down to sit by me again.
I twist and climb on your lap, straddling you and your hard cock, taking a second to arrange my skirt out of the way. I put one hand on your shoulder, the other under your chin to tilt your head up, and I lean in close to you. Your beard tickles me, in the best way, as I lightly kiss your lower lip. I move away a little and look into your eyes. I see they're cloudy with desire. Your lips are slightly parted, almost as if you want to say something, but can't form the words.
I lower my body down so you cock is pressed against my lacy panties. The blue ones you like so much, actually. I hope you can feel how wet they are. I feel it throbbing. I move my hips a little, back and forth no more than an inch.
"Look at me, Jason. Focus"
"Okay" You look up into my eyes.
Now that I have your attention, I continue. "That feels good, doesn't it?
It's so nice to have my warm wet pussy so close to your cock"
"Yes," That simple word, mmm, the things it makes me feel, combined with your lust-clouded eyes, I just want to have you all the way right this second. But patience will be rewarded. I guide your hands to my hips, I love your big hands on me, they're so strong and powerful, but so obedient to me tonight. I'm still moving just that little bit, keeping your cock engaged, rubbing the silky fabric against it, savoring the soft pressure on my clit through my panties.
I hold your eye as I remove my shirt, pulling it over my head and dropping it on the floor. I reach behind my back to my bra clasp and pull that off too. I let you move your hands to my breasts, tenderly exploring them first with your fingertips, brushing my nipples with your thumbs. I arch my back a little, your touch is like electricity making my skin buzz everywhere you touch. My hands find the tie to my skirt and I let it fall to the floor too. I reach between us and pull my panties to one side. Your hands knead my breasts a little harder as you feel your cock slide between my labia, enveloped in the soft silky wetness. Not angled to go inside just yet, you have to wait. I'm enjoying moving a little on your cock, letting it rub on my clit. Your hands keep exploring my tits, holding them in your hands, gentle squeezes, feeling the barbells, tugging a tiny little bit, which causes me to gasp and clench and wriggle harder on your cock. You're still looking into my eyes, you can see exactly how much that affects me.
I guide your hands back to my hips and lean forward, letting your cock find it's way to my opening. I press myself down on it, feeling it stretch me open. I lift up a little, and slide back down a little further than I was, and stop there, an inch or so in. I bet you can feel me throbbing around your cock. Again I lift up from you, and slowly lower back down, but this time I keep going, until you're fully buried inside me. I stop and sit there, looking at you, watching you. Feeling your cock throb and pulse.
Tentatively, I squeeze you with my muscles. Oh, that feels good. I move my hips forward a little, pulling off of your cock and sliding back down onto it. With my hands on the back of the couch on either side of your head, I start a nice, slow rhythm. I rise up almost completely off of your cock, then press all the way back down to the base, filling me up completely. Painstakingly slow, I luxuriate in the sensations, and adore watching you, watching the expressions flit across your face and your cock sinks into me and slips out.
