I set my online status to “Away” with some vague message and walk to the bedroom.  Flopping across the bed beside you, sliding my arms under your back, face to face, our lips gently brushing as we speak.

“How’s work?” you ask smiling into my lips.

“Grrr.”  I growl.

“How are you?”

“Horny.”

“What do you think we should do about that?”  your eyes smiling, putting your book down.

Kissing your lips as I speak, I answer “I was thinking I would kiss you slowly all over.  Licking your neck.  Kissing your chest.  Sucking your nipples hard.  Teasing your belly.  Licking your pussy wet.  Sucking your clit until your hips come off the bed.  Hoping your hand finds its way around my throbbing cock.  Building each other’s arousal.  Opening your thighs and pushing myself slowly into you.  Long deep strokes in and out of you.  Faster, harder as our passion mounts.  Filling you with my thick cum as your orgasm squeezes me.”

“Mmmm – yummy!!” you breathe back at me between kisses.

“Unless you aren’t in the mood, then I’ll just go back to work.”  I say lightly, smiling as you laugh, wrap your hands around my head, and pull my lips harder to yours.

Moaning gently into your mouth as our kisses deepen, tongues teasing.  I slide my hands out from under you, nails tracing lightly across your back.

Kissing gently up your nose, lips soft on your eyelids as I kiss across your face.  Your cheek soft against my lips as I move to your ear.

Tongue lightly on your earlobe, gently sucking it into my mouth before tracing my tongue down the side of your neck.  Kissing the base of your neck before dragging my tongue across the top of your shoulder.  Sliding my lips back to the base of your neck, breathing you in as I suck that spot low on your neck that gives you chills.

Kissing around the base of your throat, sucking the matching spot on the other side of your throat.  Feeling your shoulder come up as my tongue flicks over your skin, moaning into your throat.

Licking, kissing, sucking down the edge of your freckled tan-line to the tops of your breasts.  Creamy, soft skin under my lips as I kiss across your chest, feeling the swell of your breasts against my mouth.

Slowly moving down, my tongue sliding side-to-side across your body.  Breasts rising into my mouth faster as your breathing grows heavier.  My mouth slowing its pace as I kiss and lick around the sides of each breast before dragging my tongue wetly across your chest, teasing across your sensitive areolae.

Slowing my pace as I move back across your chest, tongue pushing against your hard nipples as I lick over your breasts.  God, I love hearing those short gasps of pleasure as your body responds to my mouth.

Savoring the feel of the bottom curves of your breasts on my lips as I kiss and lick down over them.  Tongue lightly tracing the crease of your breasts on your body.

Lifting my head, looking into your face.  Seeing the pleasure in your face, bottom lip between your teeth.  Seeing the hunger in your eyes, knowing you have been watching my mouth on your body.

Dropping my head, sucking each nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around them, lifting my head to slide them out of my mouth before moving across to the other.  Back and forth, licking faster, sucking harder.  My hands cupping your breasts, pushing them together.  Running my tongue between your breasts as I suckle each nipple.

Nipples hard and wet, I slide my fingers up your breasts and gently roll each nipple in my fingers, tugging them as my fingers leave your breasts.

Mouth hovering over your skin, softly exhaling heat onto your tummy, moving down your torso, my body coming to rest beside you as my hot breath reaches your mound.  Flicking my tongue into the short hair as your hips move.

Tugging your hair gently with my lips as I slide my arms around your hips.  My hands under your thighs, spreading them as my mouth moves down over your pussy, my breath soft and hot on your sensitive skin.

I groan as your musk fills my nose.  I must taste you and I run my tongue flat against the crease of your leg and body, front to back.  Your skin is soft on my lips and your taste is faint on my tongue.

Repeatedly licking you from front to back, moving across you achingly slowly.  Teasing the outer edge of you.  Another lick and my tongue is flat against one of your lips.  Lick again, tongue over your slit, tasting more of you as you moan.  Moving slowly to your other thigh, teasing outer lips and soft skin until my tongue is in your other crease, high on your thigh.

I lift my face and gaze hungrily.  I can feel you moving against my chest.  Your body is starting to open before me, beckoning me to drink from you.

It is a call I must answer.

I drop my face low and slide my tongue between your lips into your entrance.  Your taste and smell flood my senses.  I moan into you as you groan, hips pushing into my face.  I feel your fingers dig into my thighs as I move my tongue gently, slowly inside you.

Circling my tongue inside you.  Opening you as my circles grow larger.  Hands spreading your thighs, your body opening more.  Driving my tongue back into your entrance, licking into you, needing to bring you pleasure as I taste you.

I groan as your hand closes around me.  My hips gently buck and you let me slide through your hand.  My body shudders as you slowly stroke me.

Stiffening my tongue I run it up the length of you, pressing firmly at the base of your clit.  Your fingers tighten around me and your hips push forward.  I quickly flick my tongue up over your clit.  Your hand slides down to the base of me and squeezes.

I press my mouth around the top of your pussy and groan into you.

My tongue circles you as I start to suck you between my lips.  My hands move up your thighs and gently pull you open as I pull your clit harder into my mouth.  Your hips are rocking into my face and my hips match your rhythm into your hand.

Your clit is getting harder as I suck it in and out of my mouth.  Loving the feel of it sliding between my lips.  Running my tongue hard and fast down you, probing back into you, licking your juices before coming back up to your clit, flicking hard and fast over you.

Your hips start to come up off the bed.

I suck your clit hard into my mouth, sliding my lips down over you and then off you before driving my tongue back down your slit before lifting my face off you.

You moan as I move my body away from you, pulling myself slowly out of your squeezing fingers.  I kneel between your legs and let my eyes devour you.  You are beautiful in your anticipation.  Eyes bright with desire.  Tongue running over soft lips.  Nipples hard over breasts, moving in time to your excited breathing.  Toned tummy.  Tuft of trimmed hair bringing the eyes to your pussy, wet with your arousal, inviting me with the movement of your hips.

I move closer to you, my fingers around my base.  We touch and I shudder with the contact.  Drawing in a long, hissing breath as I move myself down your length to your entrance.  You roll your hips up to meet me and I know I must be inside you.  Now.

I push myself into your willing body.  Feeling you spread open around me as I enter you.  Watching the pleasure on your face through eyes glazed with desire I slowly hilt myself into your body, throbbing into your pulsing wetness as my hips meet yours.

I move inside you, my thrusts meeting the rise of your hips.  Slow, deep, feeling our bodies settle into a lovers’ rhythm.

Your hands move to your breasts as I open your thighs wider.  Your hips rise faster, harder, as I match your pace, pushing harder into you.

Your nipples are hard under your fingers as I grind my hips into your body, my head moving deep against your hot, slippery inner folds.  I groan as I feel your body tighten around me.

Harder, faster, our bodies taking control as pleasure mounts between us.  I bow my head and push hard against you as your hips come up and grind on mine.

Fast deep strokes, long hard strokes, short strokes both deep and shallow.  Feeling your heat build, sliding easily in and out of you as you grow wetter.  Your hand drops to your clit and you push yourself over the edge, crying out as your legs wrap around me, pulling me deeply into your body.  I can feel your cum on my thighs as you squeeze me.

Watching your body slowly relax as your aftershocks lessen.  I need to taste you again and I unwrap your legs from me and slowly pull my cock, thick with my desire, out of your sopping pussy.

I bow before you, pushing my tongue back into you.  I lick into you, sucking your cum from you, your thighs squeezing my face as your hands find the back of my head and pull me tighter to you.

My face dripping with you, I rise up.  I look into your eyes and know I must fill you again, first with my body, then with my own cum.

“My turn.”  I breathe heavily as I turn you over, pulling you onto your knees.

“Oh God, yes.” you pant as you push your shoulders down into the pillows, arching your back.

I bring myself to your opening and push myself hard and deep into you.  We both groan as my body throbs in you.

I know I’m close and I wrap my fingers down around your hips.  I pull you roughly towards me as I thrust hard into you.  I see your hands clenching the pillows as I thicken inside you.  You squeeze me and the sounds of your wet pussy around my cock push me over the edge.

Growl rising, hands clenching your hips I thrust hard into you, my cum hot and thick filling the depths of your pussy.  You grind back against me, squeezing, milking my cock as it throbs my cum into you.

Pussy getting wetter, ass getting more sensitive as my tongue works over your body.  The feel of you, the taste of you driving my desire.

Sliding two fingers up and down the crack of your ass between your pussy and ass.  My fingers wet with your arousal, I slide fingertips into each of your openings, feeling your breath quicken as you push back, driving my fingers deeper into your body.

Sliding my fingers deeper and harder into you.  You pushing back against my hand, your pussy wet and your ass tight.

Hand pressed hard against you, fingertips moving deep inside your body, I push my shorts down, freeing my throbbing cock.

Sliding my fingers out of you, I bring my cock to your entrance.  You are hot and wet on my cock and I groan with the contact.

Your pussy sqeezes my cock as I slowly enter you.  Watching my shaft slide into your pussy, shiny and wet with your juices.

I groan deep in my throat as my cock sides fully into you.  You push back into my hips, squeezing my throbbing cock.

Our bodies move together, my cock sliding into you as you push back to me.  Teasing your ass with my thumb as our pace quickens.

You cry out as my thumb slips into your ass, cock thrusting hard and deep into your pussy.

Our arousal grows, your body sqeezing me as my cock thickens inside you.

Moving faster into each other.  Arousal peaking, my cock throbbing into your tight pussy, ass gripping my thumb.

I push my thumb deep into your ass as my orgams starts.  My cum hot and thick and filling your pussy as your orgasm starts.  Your pussy squeezing my cock, milking more cum from me as our juices run down our thighs.

“God, I love you!!” I cry out as my body shudders into you, your ass and pussy clenching my cock and finger.

I’m working in the barn.  Building the framing for the new stalls.  It feels good to build something after a week of sitting on my butt typing.  Letting the mind de-focus as the hands work.

My cell phone rings.  I smile when I see the caller-ID.

“Hey love!!  Back already?”

“Uh-huh.  You ready to eat?”

“Oh yeah – I could eat.  Your house or mine?”

“Stay put – I’ll bring it out for us.”

“Cool!!  Thank you, love – I’ll be here.”

Several minutes later I hear the buzz of an ATV.  Your hair gently flows behind you as you approach the barn, picnic basket strapped to the back of the little 4-wheeler.

I walk out to greet you as you pop off the ATV.  You kiss me lightly and give me a smiling grimace.  Yeah – I know I’m sweaty.

You start spreading out the blanket in the barn – out of the breeze but still in the warmth of the sun.

I head to the water spigot, taking off my shirt.  The water is cold and refreshing as I rinse off my face and head, cool wetness tracing down my chest and back as I walk back into the barn.

“Now I want a real kiss, my love.”  I tell you taking you into my arms.  You smile up at me as you close your eyes, our lips meeting, our arms wrapping around each other, mouths opening to each other.

The sweet taste of your lips lingers as I help you unpack food and we settle onto the blanket.  Cold sandwiches, fresh potato salad, ice cold water, the company of the woman I adore.

Full and happy I lay on my side propped up on an arm, as you also do – my head at your feet.  We both giggle as we both lazily stretch.  The sun is warm on our bodies, gently baking into our skin.  The sweet smell of old hay and freshly cut lumber surrounds us.

It really is the simple things that make life fulfilling – quiet moments in the sun with my friend and lover.

I lovingly study you as we talk about everything and nothing.  Watching the emotions play across your face as the subjects change.  The way your lips move as you form words, frown, and smile.  The ways your cheeks hold your smile.  The way your smile lights your eyes.  The way your eyes hold my soul.

My eyes slowly, lovingly, hungrily roam over you.  Your eyes sparkling in the sun that also turns your hair to thick fire.  The loose blouse tied in front showing flat tummy and hints of cleavage from perfect breasts.  Running shorts gently clinging to your curvy hips, tightening as they dive between your thighs.  Tight, shapely legs ending in cute, ticklish feet, currently bare.

I pull myself closer to you, gently kissing your calves before laying my head down on them.  Your skin is soft and warm against my cheek.

“You didn’t have to stop kissing.”  Your tongue gently wets your lips.  “The sun isn’t the only thing making me warm right now.”

“Mmmmm,” I softly moan, lifting my head, turning my face, bringing my lips down to your legs.  Pursing my lips, I blow across your calves raising chill bumps where my sweat clings to your skin.  Open-mouthed, I kiss the small bumps, savoring their texture against my soft lips and tongue.

I move my face up your leg, running my tongue roughly against your sun-warmed skin.  Blowing across the wetness – raising more chill bumps – kissing them warm.

Slowly working my way up the outside of your thigh until my mouth finds the thin fabric of your shorts.  Kissing and breathing hot breath through your shorts continuing my slow progress up over your hip.

Finding skin with my lips again – your ticklish side under my mouth as I clear the waistband of your shorts.  Kissing and licking to the center of your body.  I hold my face over your pussy and breath deeply.  I can smell a hint of your arousal and I lick my lips.

“Did someone like that?”  I wonder aloud as I kiss down the front of your shorts.  Your thighs part and you gently push against my face.  “Now I *know* someone liked that.”

You lick your lips and stare hungrily at the bulge in my jeans, now face high to you.

I slide my top arm around your back, slipping my hand under the waistband of your shorts.  The skin of your ass cheeks is soft against my hand as I move slowly down between your thighs.  I feel the heat of your pussy as I teasingly run two fingers up both sides of your moistening slit.

I ease my other hand into and down the front of your shorts.  I smile and gently moan as your trimmed bush tickles my fingers that I drag slowly down your mound.

My hands completely cover your pussy, pressing firmly against you.  The fingers from the hand behind laying against your opening and on your lips, palm of the front hand pressing against your mound with fingertips curled to your clit.  Slowly moving both hands in unison, gently massaging you.

I close my eyes and focus my hands on your body, savoring the textures they feel.  Firm body skin, soft hair, the softer skin of your lips and hood, moisture turning to wetness, heat radiating into my fingers.

Hands still firmly against you I move them a little faster.  Gently opening your lips just enough to allow my finger to lay inside you as my hands move in slow firm circles.  My other fingertips slowly flexing against your clit.

Your pussy grows wetter and the finger laying against you slides deeper between your lips.  I flex the fingertip and it teases into your pussy.

You moan, and I feel your hands undoing my belt.

Your hips rock gently as I slowly slide my fingertip down to your entrance, fingers of the other hand also moving down, opening your lips.

You slowly unbutton my jeans, my cock throbbing as my jeans loosen.

A fingertip from each hand teases into your wet, waiting canal.  You push your hips against my hands, your clit pressing against the bottoms of the fingers of the front hand.  I press the heel of the back hand hard against your ass.

Your hand reaches into my underwear, fingers wrapping around my swollen cock as you free it from the binding cloth.

I groan deep in my throat and push my fingers deeper into your pussy.

You slide your hand slowly up my cock, over my head, and off of me.

I move my fingers in unison, in and out of you.  Slowly working my fingers deeper into your body.

You tease the head of my cock with a soft fingertip.  Running your finger down my shaft, cupping my balls gently in your hand, my cock throbbing and jumping.

Holding my fingers deep in your pussy, moving my fingertips against your soft inner folds.  You moan as I slowly slide the finger of the front hand out of you, fingertip just inside you, finger of the back hand deep in you.  Moving both fingers, one into you, the other out of you.

Your hand sliding off my balls.  I groan as you wrap your thumb and first finger around my shaft and slowly slide it up to the rim of my head, and then back down to my balls. Slowly stroking me, my cock throbs each time your fingers move down me.

I slide my front finger out of your pussy, my other finger slipping easily into you.  I bring my finger, wet from the depth of you, up your slit to your hard clit and rub it quickly and lightly.  I love that sharp inhale and the way your hips push forward against my hands.

You move your fingers slowly up my shaft and rub up over my sensitive rim, up the head, and back down, just touching the shaft under my rim.  Your other fingers close around my shaft as you stroke me with short, slow motions.

I run my finger from your clit back down into your pussy as my other finger slides out of you.  Slow steady movements – back finger sliding deeply in and out of your body, front finger sliding into your pussy and then back up and over and around your clit.

You move your body closer to mine.  “Two can tease,” you moan as your tongue flicks across the head of my cock.  My whole body tenses as my cock briefly thickens in your hand.

I spread open your pussy, your clit hard and sensitive as i tease it with a finger wet from your pussy.  Sliding a second finger from the back hand into your hungry pussy as I slowly rub a finger up the top of your pussy and firmly over your clit.

Your breath is hot and moist on my cock as you use your tongue on my head.  Alternating between licking the head and running your tongue in circles around it.  My hips push forward and you slide a hand down my shaft, opening your fingers against my body as you hold me back.  I groan deep in my throat, I want my cock in your mouth.

Two fingers sliding slow and deep in and out of your pussy, I rub your clit faster.  Softly flicking across it with a fingertip.  Circling it.  Rubbing it side to side, up and down.  Bringing the two fingers out of your pussy and running them up to your clit, a sopping finger on each side, keeping it slippery before moving down and driving back into your tight hole.

You take the head of my cock into your mouth and I freeze, my body shuddering.  Suction from your mouth as you slowly move your lips up and down the head, my cock throbbing between your lips.  Fingers from your hand softly wrapping around my shaft, holding my cock still as you suck it.

Wetting the fingers of my front hand by rubbing them down over your wet pussy.  Moving them back up to your clit, palm of my hand pressing firmly against your mound.  Fingers curled down to your clit, rubbing, pressing, fast firm motions, one finger curled up tight against your clit, other fingers rubbing your lips.  Fingers of the back hand sliding into you harder and faster, your hips rolling, meeting each thrust.

You slide your mouth off the head of my cock, leaving it wet.  You slide your hand up over my head and back down my shaft, spreading the wetness down my shaft.  Your mouth follows and I groan deep in my throat, my cock sliding into your warm mouth, your hand squeezing the base of my cock, my balls already beginning to tighten.

I slide my fingers out of your pussy and rub them firmly over your pussy, fingers from the other hand rubbing your clit.  I love the feel of your soft folds wet under my hands, letting the rocking of your hips set the pace as my hands glide over your wetness.

“You aren’t going to last much longer, are you?” you moan as you slide your mouth off my cock.  My cock jumps as the cooler air hits me.  My groan turns into a growl as your mouth slides back down me, your lips around the base of my cock as you take me all the way into your mouth.

“I’m gonna cum down your throat, my love.”  I groan.  My hands slow against your pussy, fingers sliding back into your tightness.  My hips push toward your face.  Head back, growl deepening, my body shuddering as you slide your mouth up and down my cock, feeling the back of your throat against my head as you take me into you.  You groan deep in your throat as I pre-cum, my hips pulling away from you.

My hands clench, pressing your clit against your body, fingers in your pussy curling deep inside you, other fingers pressing against the soft skin on either side of your pussy.

Balls tight, breathing in gasps, my hips push forward as orgasm takes me.  Your mouth is warm and wet around me as the first spurts of cum hit the back of your throat.  Growling deeply I thrust into your mouth as I continue to cum, vibrations from your groan intensifying my orgasm.  My orgasm peaks, cum slowly oozing from me as you slide your mouth back up my cock, licking the cum from my head and then deepthroating me, teasing more cum from my throbbing cock.  Your mouth slowly moving up and down the length of me.

Body trembling, breathing slowing, my hands relaxing on your pussy.  “Your turn,” I breathe.  I pull my hands slowly, teasingly off your pussy and up to the waistband of your shorts.  “Lift up.” I tell you as I push your shorts down over your hips.  I moan as your pussy is exposed – cock twitching at the sight of you – soft red hair, open lips, so very wet.  My mouth and tongue ache for your feel and taste.  I breathe your heavenly musk deeply into my nostrils as I slide your shorts down to your ankles.

“Straddle my face so I can suck your pussy.”  You push your shorts off with your feet.  Your body covers mine as you position yourself over me.  You tease my mouth with your pussy – sliding your body up and down mine, moving your pussy just within reach of my tongue for mere seconds before moving away.

I grab your hips and pull you back to my face, my mouth at the top of your pussy, my tongue flicking your clit.  You groan and push yourself down onto my face, your pussy growing wetter.

Your taste floods my mouth and your smell intoxicates me.  I groan deep in my throat as my senses are overwhelmed by you.  My tongue works around your clit in circles.  Slowly going faster as I circle closer to your hard clit.  My tongue wet from your pussy and my saliva as I reach your clit, groaning, vibrations running through my mouth and tongue to your pussy lips and clit.

You lay your head down on my thigh and groan.  Your breath is warm against my skin and your hair pools around my thighs and cock.  I smile against your pussy loving to bring you pleasure.

Your clit is hard against my tongue as I move around and across the sensitive nub.  Your breath comes in steady gasps as I lick you, long hard strokes against you.  Your hands clench around my legs, nails digging into my skin as I close my lips around you, gently, firmly sucking you in and out between my lips.

Your pussy grows wetter, your juices running down onto my face as I gently shake my head, your clit between my lips.  Opening my mouth and licking you.  Rubbing my lower lip over you, my tongue probing your sopping, open entrance.  My hands moving up to your ass, holding you tight against me as my tongue flicks down back over your clit.

Your ass cheeks flex under my hands, your hips beginning to buck down against my face.  I can see your pussy start to pulse as your orgasm begins.  I stiffen my tongue and flick it hard over your clit, fast short strokes over you in every direction.  Your pussy glistens as it grows wet with your cum and I suck your clit back into my mouth, suction hard against your sensitive pussy lips and clit.  I growl and you cry out as you peak.  I close my eyes as your cum wets my face and your thighs, your sharp taste flooding my mouth.

My cock starts to stiffen again, driven by your cries, and the taste of your cum.  Your hair moves gently around me as you slowly come back to yourself.  Your hips slow their motion against my face.  I throb as you slowly pull your hair off my cock and I feel you blow gently down my shaft.

“Someone’s ready to go again.” you say as my cock jumps.  “I want you inside me.”

“Then slide your pussy down my cock and ride me.”

“You’d like that.”  you say as you push my clothes down my legs.

“So would you.”  I lightly run my tongue down your pussy, very wet with your cum.  You moan and gently run your fingertips up the shaft of my cock.

You ass flexes beautifully as you you move down my body.  You straighten as your hips stop over mine.  I throb my cock and it lightly brushes against your inner thighs.  I lick my lips, enthralled by the sight of your ass and thighs spread over me, my cock rubbing against your thighs.

Your hand comes down and you slide your fingers over my head and down my shaft.  You position my cock against your pussy as your hand moves back up my shaft.  Your opening is wet and hot against me and I groan as I push my hips up, needing to be inside you.

“Be still – let me fuck you.” you gently command.  Shivers run down my legs and up my spine as I surrender control to you.

“I am yours, lover.  Do with me what you will – pleasure yourself with my body.”

You slide your hand down to the base of my cock as you lower your pussy onto me.  You take the head into you and stop, your hand squeezing the base of my cock as my head throbs in your entrance.  It takes all my control to not thrust up into you, pleasure like electricity pulsing through my body, my hands clenching the blanket.

I groan deep in my throat as you slowly take more of my cock into your tight, wet canal.  I feel your inner folds against the rim of my head, moving slowly against me.  Your hand moves up my shaft as you lift your pussy slowly up and off my cock, again holding my head at your entrance.

Sliding your hand and pussy back down my cock – then back up – back down, sliding further onto me.  My cock thickens inside you, my balls begin to tighten, your teasing motions enflaming my desire.

“Oh Doug.” you cry out as you drop your hips to mine, taking me fully into you, grinding your hips down onto mine.  You tighten your internal muscles and I can’t stop myself – my hips push up into you.

You lean forward, your hands on my legs as you move your hips.  Up and down motions sliding my hard cock in and out of your pussy.  Rotating your hips my cock moving against your hungry internal folds.  Watching your ass as you move on me, bringing my hands to your hips – loving the feeling of your muscles moving beneath your soft, pale skin.

You move faster and I lift my hips with you.  Your ass bouncing off my pelvis as our bodies come together.

I feel your inner muscles tighten and you start to cry out.  Holding your hips I begin to thrust up into you.  I feel your hands squeeze my legs, your legs opening to my thrusts, your pussy growing wetter.

It’s a perfect moment – one that stops breath and time.  Sun kissing our bodies.  Souls joined in ecstasy.  My heart bathed in joy knowing your love and bringing you pleasure.  I hear nothing but your cries of pleasure.  I feel nothing but the joining of our bodies, arousal overwhelming my senses.

I feel myself pre-cum and give myself over to my orgasm.  Growling, hands tightening on your hips, my hips thrust up, cock throbbing, my cum, hot and thick, fills you.

You drop your head forward as your orgasm takes you.  Sharp cries as you push your hips against my thrusts, your pussy milking the cum from my cock.

Our bodies begin to slow their frantic pace.  I gaze hungrily down, our bodies wet with our cum.

You slowly lift your hips, my body shuddering, cock throbbing as your pussy slides off me.

“I want to taste us so you get a taste too.”  you say as you move back to my face.  I feel your breath on my cock as your thighs end up around my ears.  I suck and lick the wetness from your thighs, working my way to your pussy.

My tongue gently licks the length of you as your mouth closes around the head of my cock…

I arrive at the requested time and call your cell to let you know I’m here.  A couple minutes later you come out.  You look yummy – toned legs in stockings rising into that short, tight skirt topped by a deep v-neck blouse.  My mind flashes to memories of several hours ago “helping” you dress and almost getting you here very, very late.

I get out of the car and open your door for you, offering you an arm as you slip into the deep bucket seat.  I have a perfect downward view of cleavage and flash of lace tops of gartered hose as you slide into the seat – mmmmmm – gotta love low-slung sports cars.

I bend into the car and softly kiss your lips.  You smile up at me as I close your door and slip back behind the wheel.

The night out has done you good.  You look relaxed and I drink in the sight of you.  The glow of the gauges darkens your blue eyes and softens the glow of your hair.  Soft jazz quietly surrounds us as I start the drive home.

Headlights carve through the darkness – showing me the curves ahead as I try to not be distracted by the curves beside me.

I feel your hand, soft on mine, as I work the gears through winding roads.

You tell me about the evening, your soft drawl like a warm breeze to my soul in the darkened car.  The connection we share fills my heart.  The touch of our hands, the ebb and flow of conversation, creating subtle memories that rich lives are built of.

Your hand leaves mine and I hear the soft snaps of hair clips being undone, metal on plastic as you drop them into the car’s cupholder.  Your hair surrenders to gravity as you gently shake it out, running your fingers through it.  I can just make out the highlights in the dark of the car, but I know well what it looks like.  Thick and fiery, tumbling down over your shoulders.

Hands reaching up and around the headrest, stretching into the seat, breasts straining against the thin fabric of your blouse.  My breath hisses between closed teeth and I quietly moan.  I feel a pleasant tightening as my body responds.

That sound of stiff leather releasing feet as you slide your shoes off.  Toes in sheer black curling into the dashboard as you put your legs up, relaxing deeper into the seat.

You are such a beautiful distraction beside me.  Arches of your feet following the curve of the dashboard.  The graceful curve of a perfect calf drawing the eye to bended knee.  Following the shape of your thigh into the shadowy darkness of the seat.

I long to caress that smooth skin, my hand aching for the soft feel of it.

Whisper of silk against nylon, perfect legs bent tight to your body as panties are pushed off over feet.  Feeling the heat from your leg as you let them fall open as you lie back in the seat, feet back up on the dash.  I moan deep in my throat, my eyes following my hand as it moves to your thigh.

Your hand stops mine, moving it back to the shifter.  “Now get your mind and eyes back on the road.”

“Yeah – right,” as I shift in my seat, accommodating my growing stiffness, my hand retaining the heat from that briefest touch.

“Since you helped me dress I’ve been so aroused and not able to do anything about it.  So now I’m going to return the favor.”  I can hear the wicked smile on your lips.

In the shadows of the passenger seat I can just make out your hands moving in your lap.  I groan, knowing the softness that your fingers are probing.  You reach across the car, putting two fingers to my mouth.  I taste you, faintly, and suck your fingers into my mouth.  I run my tongue around them, wetting them.

I catch the glisten off your fingers as they disappear into the shadows of your seat.  My fingers tingle with memories and ache to feel your slippery folds as your breathing gets heavier.  Your legs tense and relax as you push yourself against your probing, rubbing fingers.

Your moans get lower, longer.  You bring your fingers up to my mouth again.  They are wet with you and I hungrily suck you from them.  I moan deep in my throat at the taste of you, shifting deeper in my seat as my arousal builds, my hands clenching the steering wheel and shifter, knuckles white.

“I wish these fingers were you,” you breathe as your fingers return to the shadows between your thighs.  “I am so wet and they are sliding into me *so* easily right now” and your voice dissolves into a moan.  Your taste fills my mouth and I hear your wetness as you slide your fingers in and out of yourself.  “Everything is so sensitive right now – you could push me over the edge so quickly.”

I groan, knowing the desire I would see in your eyes and my body knowing how you would feel around me but powerless to make it happen.  All I can see in quick sideways glances is your hips moving faster against your hands and I throb in frustrated response.

Ten more miles home.  How fast can this car hold these country roads?

Your breath comes fast and hard, cries of pleasure filling the car.

“My clit is so hard and my pussy is so wet.”  The words are almost lost in your gasping breath.  “I’ve got 2 fingers *all* the way inside me.  I need it to be your cock – hard and wet with my juices.  I want to cum around you, but my fingers will have to do.”

I growl deep in my throat, my cock straining hard against my jeans, knowing the hot, wet tightness your fingers are enjoying.

Your cries grow sharper, turning into short screams matching the rhythm of your hips starting to pull up out of the seat.  Your toes are curled hard against the dash and I hear your fingers thrusting faster into your sopping pussy.  I know your other hand is rubbing your clit – hard now as your body nears orgasm.

“Cum for me, my love.  Push yourself over that edge and you’ll be that much tighter and wetter when I slide my cock deep into your pussy.”

I hear your breath catch, see your hips push straight up, your screams fast and joyful as your orgasm starts.  I don’t realize I’m growling along with you until I try to form words – “Yes, my love, cum for me.  God, I wish that was me you were squeezing deep in your pussy.”

Your hips sink back into the seat and your cries become moans.  You bring one of your hands up to your own mouth, licking your cum from your own fingers.  “Mmmmm – I see why you like it.  Would you like another taste?”

“God yes,” I groan.

You bring your other hand to my lips and I smell you.  One at a time, I close my mouth around each of your wet fingers, sucking and licking you from them.  My body shudders with pleasure as my mouth fills with the sharp taste of your cum.  “I could live on this, my love.”

I pull into the driveway and almost park straight.

I open your door as you grab your shoes and panties.  I help you out of the car and take you into my arms.  Holding you tight against me, my mouth hungry for more of you, I kiss you hard and deep.  Your body molds to mine as my hands cradle your face and your mouth opens to my tongue.

“God, I want you.  Get me inside and fill me with your cock.”

“That’s not all I’m gonna fill you with.”

You moan and your eyes haze with desire and we start to move to the door, neither of us willing to completely release our embrace.  Kissing and nuzzling and groping and squeezing, we move clumsily to the door – a lust-drunk waltz.

I fumble my key into the door lock.  “I hope you’re better at finding my hole,” you tease as the door swings open.  You take my hands in yours and pull me into the house.  I kick the door closed.

We make it as far as the couch before I stop you and pull you back into my arms turning you and pulling your back tight against me.  “I need to be inside you right now.”  My breath is hot on your ear and you moan as I suck your earlobe into my mouth and gently hold it between my teeth.

I undo my belt and drop my jeans to my ankles as you lean against the back of the couch.  Your skirt is tight across your ass and I moan at the way it follows your shape.

With you looking back at me, I slide my hands up the back of your thighs and over the cheeks of your ass, pushing your skirt up to your waist.  Your ass is framed by your garter and straps, creamy skin begging to be caressed.  Your pussy is revealed, still moist and you wiggle your ass as you feel my eyes devouring you, smiling at my body’s response.

My hands squeezing your ass, I spread your cheeks.  Your luscious pussy lips open slightly and I bring my hard cock to them.  Your hand reaches down under us and you stroke my cock, pulling me firmly against your pussy, opening yourself with my head.

We both groan with the contact, electric heat where our bodies join.

“Now,” you command as you position my head at your hot, wet entrance.  I push myself into you, sliding through your fingers into your waiting pussy.  I trap your fingers between our bodies as my hips come to rest tight against you.  I throb, briefly thickening inside you.  You respond by tightening your fingers and inner muscles.  I move inside you, your fingers still squeezing me.  Long slow strokes, feeling fingers and pussy move against my sensitive skin.  You move your fingers down to my balls and I am suddenly fully in your willing body, you pushing back against me, my hands at your hips pulling you tight against me.

Your body squeezing me feels too good to go slow and I increase my tempo.  I vary how deeply I slide into you – some strokes fast and shallow, others fast and deep.  I can’t look away and my wet cock sliding in and out of you intensifies my desire to fuck you harder.  Which I do, moving my hands back, squeezing your ass cheeks.

“Rub your clit and make yourself cum all over my cock – I don’t want to lose this view,” I already feel my balls tightening as they slap against your pussy and clit with each thrust.  Your hand moves to your clit and I can feel your fingertips flicking against my cock.  Short, deep strokes.  Fast long strokes.  Shallow strokes, my head teasing.  One deep stroke, hard into you, followed by shallow strokes.

“Just fuck me,” you manage through your cries, your body tightening around me and I move long and deep in and out of you.  The sound of your wet pussy accepting each thrust and the feel of your ass against my hips pushes me over the edge.

“Oh God, oh errrraaahhh!” my voice dissolves into a deep throaty growl before I can get your name out. My eyes defocus and cross. My hands convulsively grip you, fingers denting soft skin. The hair on my balls stands up and the skin tingles and tightens. Something primal rises in me. As I give myself over to my orgasm, I pause at an out-stroke, half a beat. Just enough to make you cry out. Self-control crumbling I thrust back into you. The first spurts of cum fill you as my cock drives home, balls slapping against you, thick base spreading your outer lips.  Holding you tightly, I repeatedly thrust into your willing body, thick heat filling you as I feel your orgasm start, your body becoming a silken vise around my enflamed cock.  Our bodies grind together as we each call out the other’s name.

Legs trembling I pull out of you, my cock still hard and dripping with our cum.  I turn you around, pushing you back against the couch.  You support your ass on the back of the couch as we wrap each other in our arms.  Wrapping your legs around me, my cock slides back into your still pulsing pussy and we both groan.

“Let’s get you the rest of the way undressed and into the shower, my love,” I breathe into your neck as you nestle your head onto my shoulder.

I gently lift you off the couch and taking small steps, walk you back to the bedroom…

I pull into the driveway and your truck is already here.  My heart leaps – you must have managed an earlier flight.  I grab the groceries out of my car’s trunk and head into the house, expecting to be ambushed at the door.

I open the door.  No ambush.  It’s probably for the best – I’ve got stuff that needs to get into the fridge.

You might be napping.  You work long hours when you’re on a project.

Perishables safely in the fridge I make my way quietly down the hallway.  Humidity and the sweet smell of your shampoo greet me as I near the bedroom.

There you are.  In bed.  But not asleep.  Laying across the bed, legs slightly parted, knees up.  Hair and skin glowing against the black covered pillows that cradle you.  Hands caressing your creamy skin, you smile at me, “What took you so long to find me?”

“Had to put the groceries in the fridge.”

I lean against the door jamb, taking off my sandals as you tease your nipples into erect perfection.  I feel myself straining against my soft shorts as you caress your breasts, pushing them together and then up, giving each nipple a quick flick with your tongue.

I pull off my shirt, drop it at the door.  One of your hands has moved down, opening your pussy.  The other hand is at your mouth, two fingers between your lips.  I see your tongue running over them.

You bring your wet fingers down to your waiting pussy.  Slowly you push them into yourself.  Your eyes are open and locked on my still swelling member, clearly outlined against my thin shorts.

“Bring me your cock” you breathe raggedly.

I push my shorts down and wrap my fingers around my hardness.  I slowly stroke myself and ask, “This?”

“Yesss” you moan.

I can’t take my eyes from you – two fingers deeply stroking in and out of your pussy, other fingers working your clit.  I gently crawl onto the bed.

Your nipples are stiff, towering over their piercings.  I groan deep in my throat as I begin to rub the head of my cock over your closest nipple.  Your piercing rubs the underside of my head sending shudders of intense pleasure through my body.  I straddle you and rub each nipple in turn, lightly slapping breasts and nipples with my cock.

I feel your hips rocking faster as you work yourself into a frenzy.  Your breathing is fast and shallow.  You’re starting to vocalize and I know you are already starting to build toward orgasm.  I hate you being gone but love the intensity of your return…

Two sets of blue eyes, bright with anticipation, meet and I see an almost crazed desire in yours.  It mirrors my own and my cock throbs with returned lust.  I know what I’m going to do for you next.

I move down between your thighs.  Your pussy is bright with wetness.  Fingers in a blur moving into and around yourself.  You moan in protest as I gently stop your hand and slowly slide your fingers from your pussy.  You continue to stimulate your clit as I rub your wet fingers onto my cock.  You curl your fingers around me and pull me to your waiting opening.

My head brushes against you, your fingers flicking me as you continue to rub your clit.  You are deliciously wet everywhere and I move my cock down to your ass, pressing gently against your puckered opening, and drag my head slowly upwards, collecting your slippery wetness onto myself.

I stop, poised at your entrance and you inhale through your teeth with a hiss.  I blow down between our legs, my breath cold on your wetness.  You tense and pull away from the sudden chill and I follow.  You relax and your body fits itself around the swollen head of my cock.

My hands move to the top curve of your hips, holding you in place.  I feel you strain against me, trying to swallow my cock with your tightness.  I let you take in more of me, your wetness enveloping the flared rim of the head of my cock.  Your eyes beg for more, your free hand finds its way around the base of my cock, stroking, goading me to enter you fully.

I move back out of you, maintaining contact and push back in to the same depth.  Back out.  Back in, a little deeper.  Holding myself in place.  Throb.  Back out.  Hold.  Back in, fully entering you, your hand falling away from me.

“I can feel how close you are.  Make yourself cum all over my cock.” I breathe as I hold myself deeply in you.  I move my hands to your breasts and gently pinch your nipples.  I feel you spasm around me and I tug your nipples harder.

Breasts heaving under my hands, you cry out, sweet music to my heart, as my cock is squeezed by the beginnings of your orgasm.  Your free hand goes to my chest, pushing back as my hips follow the movements of your hips, keeping myself buried deep in your pulsing tightness.

“Welcome back,” I whisper and smile as your eyes begin to refocus on mine.

“Have you held off like I asked?”  your voice quivers, eyes still hazy with desire.

“Yes, my love.  It’s been 4 days.  You know this – you’ve been stopping me on the phone.”

You moan and lick your lips.  “Mmmm.  I’m gonna enjoy what’s next…”

“You’re gonna watch what’s next…”  I push your legs back, further opening your body to me.  Your eyes move down to where our bodies are still joined.  I put your feet on my chest and tell you, “Lift up your ass.”

You eagerly comply and I slide two pillows under you, lifting your pelvis to maximize your view and my penetration.

I move your legs apart and back.  You are smooth and soft and wet and so very willing and I throb at the sight and feel of me still inside you.  Love and lust compete to drive my desire.  You grab your knees and hold yourself open.  Lust wins as your submissive position enflames me and I shift forward, deepening our connection.  My breath catches in my throat as you squeeze yourself around me.

“I’m so close.” I warn you with husky breath as I start to move within you.  I feel your soft tightness sliding against the sensitized rim of my cock.  Conscious thought retreats as pleasure builds.  Our bodies find their own rhythm as the most primal urges dominate.

My body spasms and I know I can last no longer.  Knowing why you have asked me to hold off I pull out.  Wrapping a hand around my glistening, throbbing cock I stroke my cum onto you.  Your hungry eyes drive me as hot, thick streams spatter onto your breasts and belly.  The growl arises from me as you lick your lips, spurring more than I thought I had.

Weak-kneed and with thighs trembling, my body tries to collapse forward.  I catch myself on the headboard, face to face with my lover and friend.  “All for you, always!!” I quietly exclaim as you release your knees and wrap your arms around my back.

Also full of yearning sidelong glances and hands touching and stolen kisses and bodies discreetly brushing against each other when we thought no one would notice.  The kitchen is big enough for both of us to work but we always seem to have a lot of contact as we cook together.  Cooking with you entices all of the senses.

We hosted at my house and the day is winding down.  The last movie is ending and I’ve just spent a relaxing 90 minutes on the couch with you laying across my lap.  Your head teasingly pushing the pillow into me as you occasionally shift positions – smiling as only you hear my soft, short gasps.  My hand resting on various places on your side, fingers tracing small gentle shapes against you.  The little jump and soft slap as I find ticklish spots, “Stop it!”

I have no memory of the movie itself – something silly I own and have seen a thousand times.  Your closeness has dominated my attention.

The movie ends and you excuse yourself as I help the last visitors gather their things and walk them out.  Waves and goodbyes are exchanged as vehicles are started and pulled out of the driveway.

I walk through the house, collecting stray items to the kitchen – they can wait for tomorrow.  I darken the house as I leave each room.

Walking to the master suite, my thoughts turn to you.  Today has been a long, slow, exquisite tease and my mind revisits each glance, each touch, each stolen kiss.

You are coming out of the bathroom, hair wrapped in a towel, another towel caressing the water off your soft, pale skin.  I drink in the sight of you and the day’s teasing feeds my desire.

“Do you have any idea how much I want you right now?” you ask me as you turn and spread your towel across the bed.  Your breasts sway and I am mesmerized watching your nipples trace circles in the air.

“About half as much as I want you!” I reply, slipping off my sandals.  “Let your hair free, my love.”  You know I love how it darkens and glistens when it’s wet and how it looks fanned out on the bed, radiating like red rays from the sun of your face.

You slowly unwrap the towel from your head and your hair cascades out of it.  It shines and glows like liquid fire as it flows over your shoulders and down your back.

Standing at the side of the bed, towel dropping to your feet, you beckon me into your arms.  One hand goes to the back of my neck, the other around my back as you pull my face to yours.  I inhale your fresh, clean scent – a delicate and intoxicating mixture of soaps and natural aromas.  Your thick hair is wet as I run my fingers through it to cradle the back of your head, my other hand at the center of your back – fingers spread across your moist skin, pulling you close to me.

I try to tease your lips with mine, but you are having none of that.  You pull my face close, mouths joining, your tongue exploding into my mouth.  I moan as my tongue pushes back, pulling your face to mine as our lips crush into each other.  Our bodies meld together, your dampness transferring to my clothes as we press together.

Breathlessly, we break our kiss, eyes opening and staring into each other’s.

“You’re overdressed,” your breath is warm and sweet against my face.

“Easy to fix…”

You undo my belt and pull my shirt out of my jeans.  You slip your hands under the fabric and slowly push them up my hairy chest, lifting my shirt – fingers gently tugging through tangles in my hair.  You brush against my nipples and I hiss in a breath.  You smile and pause, soft fingertips lightly caressing me.

“Gently,” I heavily breathe, my body shaking with the pleasure and overpowering intensity of your caress.

You continue to push my shirt up my chest and I lift my arms to let you slide it off.  You stop with my shirt binding my arms and flick your tongue over my nipple, placing your lips around it and ever so gently sucking it.  I groan deep in my throat and pull my chest away from your soft lips.  “Too soon,” I groan through gasping breaths.

I pull my shirt the rest of the way off as you begin to unbutton my jeans.  As each button is popped open my swelling cock is given room to grow and finally springs free of the binding denim.

You drop down to pull my jeans off each ankle.

“I’ve been waiting for this all day,” you groan hungrily, your eyes level with my aroused member.  You gently exhale against me and my cock jumps.  You smile, wet your lips, and gently close your mouth over my head.  My entire body tenses, my breath catches in my throat, and I throb between your lips.  You slowly slide your mouth off me and slide up my body, rubbing your breasts against my thighs, cock, tummy, and chest as your face rises to meet mine.

You look into my eyes and lean closer.  My mouth opens, anticipating the sweet taste of your lips.  I feel their heat and you back away, smiling a teasing grin, amusement backlighting your hungry eyes.  You back up to the edge of the bed.

“Take me – take me now,” you command, leaning your ass back against the edge of the bed.

I close the space between us.  I take your hands in mine and I lower you onto the bed.  I place your hands on your breasts, squeezing them with your own fingers.  You watch my face as your fingers begin to stroke your already hard nipples.

I reach down between us and find you are already wet.  I push two fingers into you with ease.  “Mmmmm.  You’re ready.”

My fingers come out of you wet and I suck them clean, nose flaring at your scent.

Dropping my hands to your knees, I lift your legs.  Your hips roll upwards and your ass is suspended just off the edge of the bed.  I move closer to you as I raise your lower body into position.  The head of my cock traces your pussy from clit to entrance as your hips roll and I hold you in this position.  Your eyes are hazy with desire and I push my cock into your pussy with one smooth, deep stroke.

You push your head back into the bed and softly scream from the sudden penetration.  I hold myself deep in you while your tight inner muscles accommodate the sudden fullness.

“I’ve wanted you inside me all day!” as your body relaxes around me.

“There’s no place I’d rather be!” as I start moving inside you – short deep strokes – my hips pressing hard against yours, your thighs squeezing my body, trying to hold me deep inside you.

You suck on your fingers and transfer your slick saliva to your nipples.  Slippery, you run your fingertips quickly around them as I lengthen my strokes in and out of your body.  I part your legs further.  I love watching and the sight of my cock sliding in and out of you, wet with your juices pushes my desire.

I change tempo – steady slow out-stroke, fast hard stroke back into you.  You cry out and your fingers reflexively squeeze your nipples.  I stand a little taller and the top of my cock runs against your clit, each deep penetration pressing our bodies together, your hips rolling to accept each thrust, breasts quivering with each impact.

Your orgasm starts deep inside your pussy.  I feel the heat and wetness suddenly build around my cock and I change to steady, fast, hard thrusts.  You begin to tighten around me, deeply at first, squeezing just the head of me as I fully penetrate you.  You roll your head sideways, eyes closing, your moans turning to cries as your pulsing tightness moves down my cock.  I can feel your internal folds moving against the head of my cock as your orgasm takes over.  You tighten around me – so wet, so hot, squeezing me in time to your screams as I continue to deeply fuck you – faster, driving your orgasm, your eyes rolling back as you give yourself over fully to the waves of pleasure pulsing like shock waves through your body.

My rhythm slows after your orgasm peaks.  Long, slow strokes.  I can feel your cum on my balls and thighs.  My cock slides easily in and out of your hot, tight canal.

“Cum for me – hard,” you entice me as your eyes open and refocus on mine.  Your breathing is still ragged and I can feel the aftershocks of your orgasm in your pussy and thighs.

“Not yet…”  I love how sensitive you are after orgasm and I intend to take full advantage of this tonight.

You simply moan as I slowly increase the tempo – my cock again penetrating you deep and hard.

“Yesssss,”  trailing into a hiss as you move your hands down to the sides of your ass.  You tease my thighs with your fingertips, the skin tightening with the sudden stimulation.  My cock thickens and I push into you just a bit harder, your tight nipples floating over quivering breasts, your eyes half-closed.

Your fingers move to your inner thighs, and I spread your legs further to see what you are going to do.  You press your fingers against your ivory skin and pull yourself open.

I groan low in my throat as my cock slides in just a bit deeper with each thrust.  Your body responds, muscles again tightening as orgasm builds.  Deep, wet, tightness engulfs my cocks again and I quickly jackhammer in and out of your body as your orgasm carries you, screaming, head thrashing, into ecstasy.  I wait until the peak has past and simply hold my cock deep inside you.  My hands are still holding your knees and I feel your muscles quivering.

I love watching you after you have cum hard – the glow of your skin, hair covering your face, hands now clenching the edge of the bed, breasts moving in time to your breathing, thigh muscles jumping.  I take this all in with lust-filled eyes, and I smile knowing I am able bring you this pleasure.

Once again not waiting for you to fully recover, I very slowly lift your knees higher.  Keeping myself still, your pussy pulls away from my cock.  The rim of my engorged head slowly pulls out of your sopping pussy.  We both groan as my cock pulls free – hard, wet and laying against the bottom of your pussy.  I continue to lift your knees until the head of my cock is against your puckered anal entrance.

I stop there and just stare with brazen lust.  Your legs are spread, your pussy is wet and red from the intensity of our sex and your lips are parted.  Your thighs and ass are slick with your cum.  It would be so easy to roll your hips back down, re-enter you, and fill you with my own cum.

But I don’t.

My cock at your ass, I look up and your blues eyes are watching my face.  My eyes pose the question through their lust.  In answer, you lick your lips and push against me.  A growling groan escapes me.

“Keep this leg right here…” as I reach up under my pillow.  The small bottle of oil I stashed there this morning comes out in my hand.  I wrap my hand around it, warming it.

Your eyes widen, “You were planning this?!”

“Uh-huh.  Tonight is what all the finger and toy work has been leading up to.”

You body shivers and you bite your lower lip.

“Your favorite helper…” as I reach under my pillow again and produce your favorite vibrator, laying it within your reach.

I slowly drip the oil onto the bottom of your pussy.  You shiver slightly as it traces bright, slick lines down the sensitive skin between your pussy and ass.  It collects at the tip of my cock, pooling around your ass and starting to coat my head.  I drip oil directly onto my cock, pulling slightly away to run my other hand up and down my shaft, spreading the oil all over myself.  More oil directly on your ass and I move my head back against you.

“Give me that,” your hand reaches for the oil, vibrator in the other hand.  I move my hands back to your legs, watching as you drizzle oil onto the toy and stroke it to evenly spread the oil.

“Don’t stop there.” you tell me, bringing your oiled vibrator down to your mound, increasing its speed.  You push the buzzing toy against yourself and your other hand comes up to my chest.

I gently but firmly push my head against your tight opening.  I throb against the resistance.  You start to work the slick vibe against your clit and I feel you relax enough that I start to enter you.  Your hand on my chest sets my pace as I very slowly ease the head of my cock into your ass.

A short growl escapes me as your body closes around the head of my cock and I stop, allowing your body to adjust to this thickness inside you.  You work your clit with the vibe and I can see your pussy getting wet again.  Your hand relaxes against my chest and I slowly ease more of my cock into you.

Very slowly I enter you fully.  As I get deeper, you begin to work the vibrator down to your pussy’s entrance, teasing your juices up to your clit.  As my hips come to rest against your ass cheeks we both gasp and I stop again.  I feel your tremors around my cock – both from the arousal building in your pussy and directly in your ass from my penetration.  I can’t stop the throb and you whimper but push against my cock in response.

I start to move in your ass.  Your hand on my chest slowing me down or encouraging me faster as your arousal continues to build.  Vibrator buzzing on your clit and sliding up and down the length of your pussy.  Your moans get louder and I feel your body starting to tense in wonderfully familiar ways.  Moans turn to cries as your orgasm nears.  You push the vibrator harder against your clit and I feel your pussy start to constrict through your ass.  Cries turn to screams as the orgasm takes you, hips bucking.  I hold myself deep in your ass and squeeze your legs close to my body to ride out your orgasm.

I look down and am overcome by what I see.  Vibrator still pressed against your clit.  Your wet pussy pulsing in time to your orgasm.  My cock, shiny with oil sliding in and out of your ass as your hips continue to buck against me.

“My turn!”  I push myself fully into you and freeze.  My cock thickens, my balls tighten and I feel my cum erupting out of my body.  Deeply growling, head back, body rigid and unmoving I spasm over and over, hot thick cum spurting into you.

You turn off the vibrator and both your hands end up on my heaving chest.  My arms weak, I wrap your legs around the small of my back, my cock easing out of your ass.  We both groan at the sudden separation as your tightness pushes the head out.  You raise your arms and I pull your body tight against me as you grip my waist with your legs.  We’re both trembling as we wrap each other in our arms.

“I love you,” I whisper intensely as our faces draw near, my lips finding yours.  You melt into me as our tongues roughly tease each other.

I slide my hands down your back and cup your ass.  I lift you off the bed as your arms and legs tighten around my back.  Slipping a fingertip into your cummy ass, I carry you to the shower…

You lie beside me, sleeping.  Face to face on our sides.  Curves and shadows gently moving in time to your breathing.  Power and suppleness in beautiful, soft feminine form.

Hours old memories taunt me.  Soft caresses.  Passionate kisses.  Hands probing, squeezing.  Taste of sweet skin and sweat.  Twisted bedding kicked to the floor.  Mutual pleasure culminating in mutual ecstasy.

My body responds and I want you all over again.

I drop a hand to my groin and begin to slowly stroke myself.  Thoughts of past pleasure mingle with ideas of things yet untried, all anchored by your sleeping form before me.

I close my eyes and let my fingers do their work.  “Just a tease for myself,” I think, not wanting to wake you.

I feel you shift on the bed.  “Oops?”

I open my eyes.  You’re awake.  Breathing kinda hard.  Bottom lip between your teeth, your eyes follow the motion of my hand.  I throb in my hand in response to your desire.

“Can I watch?” you ask without looking up.  Your head is propped up on one hand, your free hand is already at work on your breasts, nipples stiffening under your loving self-attention.

I can only groan in response.

“I need a better view,” as you exchange head for feet on the bed.  “Scoot down here, I may want a taste.”

That almost finishes me.

I move down the bed.  Face to face with a tuft of red framed by curvy hips and ivory thighs.

You roll towards me onto your stomach, propped up on your arms.  Perfect view of your tight ass.  I feel your breath on me and I stroke myself faster.

“Slow back down,” you softly command.

I can do nothing but obey.

I move my free hand to you and gently stroke and squeeze your ass.  I feel your breath quicken against me.  I move my free hand lower, finding you wet.  Stroking myself faster as I rub you – you don’t object this time.

We both moan as pre-cum escapes me.  You shift forward, your hand wraps around me, stopping my own as you slide your mouth down around me.  My hips push down into the bed as I’m surrounded by your warmth.  Head back in the pillow I thrust back up, my orgasm starting.  Liquid warmth runs down the length of me as I spasm into your open mouth.

As my body quiets, you straddle my face.  “My turn, lover.”

“With pleasure.”

I taste us as your body opens to me.  With tongue and lips I probe, lick, suck.  You push against my face as your arousal quickly mounts.  Sliding my hands between us,  I massage your breasts in time to the motion of your hips and my tongue.  You lift slightly up and I can gently tug your piercings as I suck your clit into my mouth.

You rock your hips onto my face.  I move my hands up and draw my nails down your back.  My hands spread you open as your arousal peaks.  I groan deeply, the vibration pushing you to orgasm.  I greedily drink from you, hands now holding you against my face as you try to escape the intensity of continued contact.

Slowly your body calms and you drop forward, soft hair spreading across my thighs.

Mmmmmm.  We still have 2 more hours before either of us has to start getting ready for the day…

Dark blouse and skirt blending into the fabric of the overstuffed chair.  Proper posture: back straight; left leg crossed over right.  Breasts framed by arms at your sides.  Hands on your knee, left over right.  Toes peeking out of dark, heeled pumps cradling arched feet.

I kneel before you, placing my hands over yours, gently holding you in place.  “Stay just like that” I say softly, smiling as your hands intertwine with mine.

A curving line of highlight softly shining down the front calf bone shows me where to start.

Arms stretched upwards, I move my head down to your feet.  Using the highlight as my guide I slowly drag my tongue up the bone of your calf, your hands tightening around mine.  I flash a wicked smile up at you as I lay my chin on our hands.

“Shall I stop, my love?” I ask, feeling the heat of your leg on my chest through my shirt.

“Up to you,” you reply lightly, your eyes belying your tone.

I bow my head and working around my own fingers I gently suck at your fingertips.  I extract my own hands and suck each finger in turn into my mouth.  Gently nipping or running my tongue around each one.  Pressure on my chest as you uncross your legs, leaning back in the chair.

Kissing and licking each palm, I run my own hands up your thighs, following the lines of the outer muscles, toned from running.  I lean my head in your lap and hug your thighs.  Your hands gently stroke my face and head.  You are everything I need after a long day.

I reach back around your perfect butt and gently pull you forward.  Your skirt rides up your thighs as your legs spread around my shoulders.  Dark panties pull tight against you.

“Beautiful,” I whisper to myself, arousal sending a shudder up my spine.

“You’re gonna pull me off…,” you giggle, your hands gripping the arms of the chair.

“I got ya.”

Gently – slowly – I trace your shape through the taut fabric with my fingers.  I feel your heat as you settle back into the chair, no longer worried about falling.  Gently wrapping a hand around each shoe’s heel, I pull them off and drop them to the floor.  I guide each foot to a shoulder, creamy thighs open in front of me.  Your hips adjust forward, your body slouching deeper into the chair.

I run my fingers up the back of your calves from each ankle.  Up into the backs of your knees.  Down the backs of your thighs.  Your breath quickens and your eyes close.  Your panties moisten as my fingers draw near.  I trace your shape again through the thin fabric, harder than before.

“Don’t tease,” you moan.

I smile and continue to massage you through the fabric.  Your body pushes against my fingers.

“Up,” I tell you, sliding my hands under your ass and grabbing thin fabric.  I feel your weight shift into my shoulders and I pull your panties over your curvy butt.  You lift your legs as I slide my hands up the backs of your thighs, pushing the panties up your legs, over your knees and down and off your legs.  You slide further forward, to the edge of the chair and your knees end up on my shoulders.

“Eat me,” you command drawing me in with your legs.

I bow my head into you, senses overwhelmed with your heat and heavenly musk.  I breathe deep and groan.  I slide my hands up around your hips and cross them over your belly, holding you still as I gently blow across your pussy.  You inhale sharply, your hands coming down to mine.

I trace the outer edge of your lips with my tongue.  You squeeze my hands and tell me, “Stop teasing me.”

I flick my tongue across you, quick and shallow.  Back and forth, moving up and down you.  Slower flicks, harder against you, teasing, moving downward, opening you with my tongue.  Your legs tighten against me as I push my tongue into you, moving upwards.  Bringing your wetness to your hooded clit.

Moving my hands down, I hold you open.  You groan as I push my tongue up hard against your clit, keeping steady pressure on you as your hips push forward.  You catch your breath and I start to flick hard against you.  Moving my head in rhythm with your hips I alternately lick and suck your clit into my mouth.  Harder.  Then softer.  Then dropping my head and lapping against your pussy, loving the sweet nectar gathering there.  Back up to your clit, flicking my tongue side to side again.  Sucking.  Licking.  Increasing the tempo as your arousal mounts.

With your clit firmly in my mouth, I free a hand and move it between your legs.  I slide a finger deep into you, pushing you over the edge.  You gasp, your hands grab my head, your legs tighten around my shoulders pulling me closer, and I feel the waves of your orgasm clench my finger as I continue to suck your clit.  I groan deep in my throat as you cum, tasting the sharp tang of your orgasm.

I slowly slide my finger back out of you as your orgasm fades.  Your legs relax around me and I free my shoulders, setting your feet gently on the floor.  I stand and slip off my shoes.

I take off my shirt and wipe off my face.  “Let’s get you undressed,” as I hold my hands out to help you out of the chair.  You place your hands in mine and I guide you, trembling, into my arms.  You smell like heaven as I nuzzle your neck and gently bite your earlobe.

You reach down for my belt.  I find the zipper on your skirt and undo the waistband clasp.  Your skirt falls to the floor as you unbutton my jeans.  I can’t resist tickling your sides as I slide my hands under your blouse and start to push it upwards.  Brushing over your breasts, feeling your nipples poking through your bra.  Sliding my hands around your back, guiding the blouse up over the back of your head and down your arms to join my shirt on the floor.

I bend down and kiss your stiff nipples through your bra.  You push my jeans down and squeeze me through my underwear.  I reach behind you and undo the bra, pulling the ends of the straps forward.  You shrug yourself out of the shoulder straps and I gently peel the fabric from your breasts.

You slide your hands down my hips, pushing my underwear down.  I spring free of the binding cloth and you guide me back into the chair.  You push me down into the chair and bending in front of me, pull my clothes off.  I watch your breasts gently sway with the motion and throb.

You straddle me in the chair, hands on my shoulders, your knees gripping my hips.  Your breast are face high and I bury myself between them, licking and kissing the creamy skin there.  My arms go around your back as you wrap your hands around the back of my head.  I lick and kiss my way across the tops of your breasts, alternating between them.  I pull each nipple into my mouth and suck.  You reach down between us and wrap your fingers around my stiff cock.  You move forward, trapping me against you.

You rock in my lap, rubbing yourself with me.  My world reduces to a single sense as I feel your heat and wetness transfer to me.  My hands drop to your hips and I try to guide you upwards – I need to be inside you.

You smile wickedly down at me – “Told you not to tease me,” you whisper as your hips continue to rock.  I lay back in the chair and give myself over to your control.  I move my hands back up to your breasts, feeling their weight.  Squeezing them in time to your motion.

You move upwards, and position me at your opening.  I freeze, waiting. holding my breath, every nerve jumping.

You slide your body down around me.  I inhale a deep shuddering breath and forget to breathe.  I look up at you, eyes closed, mouth open, and I exhale, still shuddering.  I feel you tighten around me and I throb deep inside you.

You move gently around me.  Moving your knees further back into the chair, working me deeper into you.  I move my hands down to your waist, at the same time guiding and supporting you.

Your eyes open, dark with desire.  I am lost in the depth of them as our bodies move together.  You tease my mouth with your breasts and I flick my tongue over them.  You lean down and my world goes red as your hair spills over my face.  Your mouth finds mine and I kiss you deeply, our bodies finding their own rhythm.

I break our kiss, breathless, knowing I can’t last much longer.  Sensing this, you lean back, hands around the back of my neck, and grind yourself down into my lap.  My hips push upward into you, my cock thickening deep inside you.  I throb, my fingers dig into your waist, my upper body pushing back into the chair.  I release into you, hips trying to buck against your weight, hot cum filling you, surrounding me.  I can breathe again just as I feel your body tighten around me, your fingernails digging into the back of my neck.  Your legs squeeze around my hips as your orgasm, each pulse milking the last of my orgasm from me.

“Mmmmm.”  The groan comes involuntarily, growl-like, from my throat as I drink in the sight of you on your hands and knees looking back at me.

Creamy skin aglow through lace.  Lace edges leading the eye down between open legs.  Firm thighs supporting curvy hips.  Perfection in womanhood before me.

“Perhaps I’m not sorry I’m late.”  I finally manage to speak as I slip off my shoes.

“Dinner is gonna be late,” you say playfully.  “dessert first…”

I gently climb onto the bed.  Such beautiful skin, and I with only 2 hands and one mouth.

I can undress later.

“Where to begin?” I breathe heavily down the covered valley of your center.  I know you can feel my hot breath on that sensitive skin high up on your inner thighs.

With fingertips lightly on the backs of your knees, I gently rake my bent fingers slowly up the backs of your thighs.  Short nails leave soft tracks that end at lace.

Laying my hands on that perfectly shaped ass.  You teasingly push back against my contact.  Squeezing and massaging.

Needing to feel skin, I slowly trace below the edge of your lingerie.  My fingertips start at the outsides of your hips and slowly trace the lacy curve inward.  Over the rise of your ass.  Meeting just before the middle of you.  Downwards, feeling your heat.  Outwards to the soft skin of your inner thighs and back down to your knees.

Your body shudders from the dual sensations of arousal and tickle.  I revel in the responsiveness of your body and am wonderstruck that you have made me part of your life.

I lower my face and place my mouth on lace, exhaling through the fabric into you, adding my heat to yours.  I can taste you through the thin barrier and it only heightens my own desire.  You moan and push back against my face.  I run my tongue hard up the length of you, tasting you, knowing that you can feel just enough of what I’m doing.  Sensing you wanting more.

Teasingly moving my mouth away.  Licking and nibbling the bottom of your cheeks.  The tops of your thighs.  Working my way back to center, kissing -  gently biting – toungeing, alternating sides of you.

Slipping two fingers under the lace high on your ass.  Again following the lace line I move down.  Finding heat.  Wetness.  Gently massaging.  Feeling your arousal build.  Needing to taste you, I bring my fingers to my mouth.  I suck you from them greedily.

I gently peel open the velcro closure between your legs, applying sweet pressure to your Mons.  You inhale sharply as cool air meets hot wetness.  Sweet musk mingles amidst the candles’ aromas.

Your body open before me, rational thought is replaced by desire and the need to be one with you.

I fumble the buttons of my jeans open, push the binding fabric down to my knees.  I move close behind you, knowing I should go slow.  You lean back into me, letting me know this is not a time for slow.

Initial contact – heat and wet meet soft-skinned hardness.  The all-consuming ecstasy of entrance.  Mutual gasps.  Pulsing tightness surrounding throbbing skin.

I hold your hips tight against me, barely able to catch my breath.

Souls joined in mutual pleasure given, mutual pleasure received.

Moving in blissful counter motion to you.  Knowing this can’t last long, I reach down under you and quicken your orgasm.  I want to feel those silken constrictions around me.

You grow tighter, wetter.  You give yourself over to your climax, body shuddering.  In lover’s unison, I throb, back arched, filling you with thick heat.

Soft hand.  Touching.  Teasing.  Stroking.

Eyes open.

Face of an angel.  Long auburn hair.  Hungry eyes.  Diagonals of sun across full breasts.

Sweet breath warm and moist.  Lips soft against mine.  Wet tongue.

Fully awake now.  Moving against the rhythm of her hand.

Lost in her closeness.  Overcome by her sweet, musky presence.

She brings her other hand up to my lips.  I taste her.  Sucking and licking her fingers.  “Think I’m ready?”  Wicked smile as her hand goes from view.

Roll towards her.  She pushes me down and breathes, “My turn…”

Prone.  Hair cascading over my face.  Breasts caressing my chest.

She sits up and back.  Suddenly surrounded by warmth.  Tight.  Wet.  Hot.

We move together.  Heavy breasts in my hands.  Her head tilted up.  Lips parted.  Eyes closed.

Blissful eternity.

She tightens.  Back arched.  Breathing ragged.

I release.  Head back in the pillow.  Thrusting.

Morning sounds.  Brightness pushing against closed eyelids.  Weight of her against me.  “Happy Birthday,” the goddess whispers.