“All I’ve thought about all week is what you would look like riding me,” I said against her ear and she trembled, her nails digging into my skin harder. I lifted her off her feet, wrapping my arms around her waist, my lips glued to her neck as I laid her down on the bed. She rubbed herself against me, writhed under me.
I pulled her top off and couldn’t stop staring. She was the most stunning woman I’d seen and I’d never get over the sight of her laying there, naked and needy. I pulled her shorts and panties off and then spread her legs wide, baring her to me. The thin trail of dark blonde hair that led me straight to her wet center. She was ready and eager and I was dying for a taste.
Dipping my head, I kissed a trail up her thigh, kneading the flesh before pulling my hands up and cupping her ass. I hovered over her pussy and glanced up at her, her eyes were wide as she watched me, pulling herself into a seated position.
I slid my tongue through her lips, slowlyand tapped that little bundle of nerves with my tongue once, then again, harder and her eyelids fluttered shut. I smiled, clearly on the right track and fit my lips around her clit and sucked hard. Her back bowed with her cry, her fingers snagging in my hair as she arched and ground herself against my face desperately.
She took what she wanted, not worrying at all if she was being too aggressive with her moves. I reveled in it, wanted her to let go. This stubborn woman who needed a release. Her head came forward as she made eye contact with me, her fist still tangled in my hair as she rode my face. She flooded my mouth, like just watching me eat her out was all it took to get her off. I slipped two fingers into her, the pressure of the position made it a tight squeeze and it was enough to tip her over the edge.
She cried out, stilling as she clamped down around my fingers and I felt her pulsing against my tongue. In the midst of her orgasm I flipped us, none too gracefully but it got the job done. She was sitting on my face and I had more movement in my hand so I thrust my fingers, tickling that rough spot inside her that made her whimper and ride my face harder.
For a moment I couldn’t breathe and it would honestly be a great way to go. Then her orgasm settled down and she quivered on top of me.
“Oh my God,” she sighed, tangling a hand in her hair and giving me a lazy, hot as fuck, post orgasm smile. I lay there catching my breath and trying not to come at the same time. I really wasn’t sure how long I was going to last once I got inside her.
“That was…” she trailed off, shaking her head. Her eyes found mine and she stared at me for a moment before something switched in her and she started tugging at my shirt and sweatpants.
When I was naked, she wrapped her hand around my dick and pumped once, twice and it was my turn to say, “Oh my God.” She grasped me tight and twisted her grip as she worked up to the head, then with a naughty smile, she dipped down and licked me from base to tip.
I couldn’t speak, just watched as she worked me in her mouth, her tongue flat against the thick vein that ran the length of me. She played with my balls and squeezed them, robbing my lungs of air. And just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, she pulled her mouth off me with a wetpop.
“Inside me, now,” she demanded.
I scrambled to get to my bedside drawer for a condom but she stopped me.
“I’m good, I’m on the pill and you’re the first person I’ve slept with in a long time. I trust you,” she said.
“Well you’re the only person I’ve ever slept with so you know I’m good,” I replied.
Sexy I know.
She rose up on her knees and shuffled forward, placing her hot flesh above me, rubbing herself over me, leaning forward and crashing our lips together. As she plunged her tongue into my mouth, she sank down on my dick and I didn’t just see stars, I saw the whole damn universe.
She was so hot, so wet and the feeling of her tight around me was unlike anything I could have imagined. All the sensations. I could feel every movement. She lifted up and slammed herself down again and I groaned, my head falling back and I gripped her hips, grinding her against me.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her as she rode me, her head fell back, her hair tickling my thighs and her breasts bouncing as she worked herselfover me. I was wrong before, this was the sight that would stay with me until I died, watching this glorious woman lose herself in my body, in what I could give her. I needed her mouth.
Pushing myself up, I wrapped my arms around her, bringing our chests together. Her nipples rubbing against me as I cupped the back of her neck, our mouths colliding. Each time she brought her hips down, I lifted mine up, both of us working in tandem to get to that magical place.
I was so close but I needed her there with me. I worked a hand between us, finding the place where our bodies joined and moving up until I brushed over her clit, then I rubbed and rubbed, feeling her tighten on me. She gasped, her little breaths coming faster and shorter and I knew she was close.
I bit the side of her neck again as my release barreled into me, shooting inside her and my toes curled, cracking from the intensity of my orgasm. She cursed, loudly and then she was flying over the edge too. I lay back, pulling her with me and she collapsed on my chest, both of us panting and sticky from sweat.
“Holy shit,” she sighed a moment later.
I laughed. “Holy shit indeed.”
We lay there for a while in silence, just reveling in what we’d experienced, before I moved her onto her side and pulled out of her. I went to the bathroom to get a cloth to clean us both. When I came back she was up and putting her pajamas back on and my stomach dropped.
“You’re leaving?” I tried to keep theneedyout of my tone.
She faced me, her cheeks still flushed and her hair looking like she had been rolling in hay, I loved it. “Did you want me to stay?” she asked warily.
I didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
She shrugged. “Then I’ll stay.” She started to get back into bed but I stopped her.
“This is a naked bedroom, no pajamas allowed.”