I've relived our evening together in my mind so many times that I know exactly how he makes me feel…
I still remember our last encounter…. I was waiting for him, and shortly he arrives. I'm dressed in a long skirt and soft silky blouse. I wear nothing beneath so I can feel my clothing as it whispers over my body. Soon it will be his hands, his mouth. But not yet. First, I remove his coat and warm his cold hands against my cheeks. I hold his palms and look deeply into your eyes, my gaze is telling all the things I want to try with him, all the things I want to do to him… My lips come ever closer to his until we're merely a breath apart. “Oh, lover, I said, I savour the anticipation and feel myself moisten and swell.” He smiles and finally, without a word, we kiss. The kiss is soft at first, lips brushing lips, tongues lightly touching, then we pull each other closer, deepening the kiss until we are enmeshed, part of one another. His breath is mine and mines his. His tongue strokes, delves, explores and begs mine to do the same. He pulls back enough to nip my lower lip, biting just hard enough to create shards of pleasure that knife through my body, making my nipples tighten and my breasts swell, reaching for his touch. He takes the lead, now threading his fingers through my hair, nibbling, placing love bites along the line of my jaw, then sucking on the lobe of my ear. My knees are weak now but I won't rush any of our time together. I let my head fall back, revealing my throat for his mouth to pleasure. He knows just what I love, tiny licks and kisses along the taut tendon at the side of my neck, then to the incredibly sensitive spot where it meets my shoulder. Heat! Heat flows through me like hot lava, turning my bones to melting wax. God, how I wanted him. “Don't rush but hurry, I want it all. I want to give you all!” I whispered in his ear.
His breath is hot in my ear now as he guides me to the bed. Before I'm too weak to stand him unbutton my skirt and use his palms to guide it down over my hips and thighs. Where the cloth slithers down my skin his hands follow blazing paths of fire. Now I am naked from the waist down, yet my blouse is still buttoned across my aching breasts. He laughs softly, enjoying the sight of me, half prim and half wanton. I raise my hands to unfasten my blouse but he pushes them away. “Not yet,” he said. And then efficiently he removes his clothing… his penis is hard, fully erect, stretching toward me. As I look I can almost feel him slowly penetrating, opening me… Now he holds me close, rubbing his chest against mine with the silky layer of fabric between. The sensation is electric, silk sliding over my tight nipples, his hands pressing me ever more tightly against him. I undulate, moving against him like a cat in heat. His hands move down my back to my naked buttocks to press his penis more firmly against my flesh, so close but not yet penetrating. There is no space between us, skin to skin, except for the silk. I want it gone. I want my bare breasts against his chest, my nipples almost tangled in his chest hair. As I try to remove it, however, he stops me. His eyes tell me how sensual it feels, how wicked to see me half-dressed when his so naked, so I drop my hands.
He lowers me to the bed and I stretch out on the cool linen sheets, feeling the slightly rough material against my calves. I rub the soles of my feet against the linen, then against his hard thighs. I touch his hardness with my toes while he stands beside the bed. I watch his penis harden still more, jumping as I press it against his belly with the sole of my foot. Unable to stand more teasing, he growls, then lowers himself beside me. His mouth finds my nipple and he wets my blouse with his lips and tongue. As he moves from side to side, the moisture is cool on one breast, hot with his breath on the other. His teeth find my hard nub and his erotic bites cause my back to arch against him. I want more but he gives me only bits, hints of the wildness to come. And it will be wild. This is only the calm before the storm. Suddenly his hand finds my mound, his fingers combing through my soft pussy hair, pressing places filled with heat and need. he laughs again when he feels how wet I am, knowing I am also a reflection of his hardness. “Find me, I cry silently. Find all the places that need your hands, your body. Now! Find me!” I screamed… Yet he still plays, teasing me, sliding through the wetness, exploring all the creases, not touching where I need him. Well, two can play this game, I say to myself. and I find his cock with my hand and encircle it. Slowly and softly I slide up and down its length, not squeezing the way I know he wants me to. As long as he keeps teasing me, I'll keep teasing him. If I can keep from losing my mind. Now! I scream soundlessly. Please! He hears me and his fingers find my clitoris, I almost explode. I reach for nirvana, yet it eludes me. ‘Please, just rub a moment more. One more stroke. Please!’’ He moves and when his mouth finds my clit, I shatter, my climax echoing through my entire being. I squeeze his cock, driving it through my fingers in a parody of thrusting. “More!” Spasms continue to riot through me and he moves to position his cock between my spread thighs. “Now! Do it!’’ I scream again. He inserts the tip just a bit but it's not enough. Not enough! I wrap my legs around his waist and impale myself on his shaft, taking all of him deeply, completely. His moans and growls match mine, sounds of intensity, of need, of power and glorious erotic electricity. Higher and higher we ride the wave, my body still coming, squeezing his cock embedded within me. Finally, we are spent. We stay joined and slip into sleep. It was amazing!
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