by Ella Hilton
You stand next to the bed to look at me, my body glistening. Your eyes show your lust and wanting as they move over my body. You slide your boxers over your hips, letting your cock spring free. I reach out, a fingertip trailing down the shaft. It leaps at the touch and I smile.
You reach to the plate again, scooping up a dollop of cream and bring it to my nipple, smearing it around one, then the other. Offering the finger to me, I suck it into my mouth, licking and biting softly. Your lips descend to one of my pert waiting nipples. Your tongue slips past your lips to caress the very tip of it. I shudder with the slight touch, and you engulf the nipple, sucking it deep into your mouth. Your hand slides down my body to rest on my mound, not pressing or teasing, just resting there. Your lips slide to the other nipple, laving it with your tongue before taking that one also, sucking and nipping.
Your fingers move on my mound, parting the lips so that a lone finger can reach in to tease. My wetness coats the tip of your finger. You kiss down from my breast, past my stomach to rest your lips above my clit. My hips raise a little against your lips. Your breath is on my hot skin as your tongue slips out to lick softly at my clit. Arching my back I moan. Your tongue flicking my clit back and forth, coaxing it out, as your finger slowly slips into my wetness.
Looking up at me, you gaze at my reaction to what you are doing to and with my body. Licking and sucking at my clit, you make my body tremble with the wanting. My breath starts to get faster as you push your finger deeper into me, curling it slightly to press against that spot. I explode with a loud cry of passion. My muscles gripping your finger as my body twitches. Your tongue licking and sending little shocks through my body.
As I start to relax, you kiss back up my body to place your lips against mine. I can taste myself on your tongue as it parts my lips and captures my tongue in a passionate dance.
You lay down gently next to me, pressing your heated body to mine. My hand moves across your body, touching all the parts I had dreamed of. My fingertips moving over your shoulder, down your arm, tracing your long fingers. Gradually moving to your thigh, I move my fingertips till they lightly graze your hard shaft. I hear your sharp intake of breath close to my ear. Shuddering with the sound, I feel my heart beat faster. As my fingers continue to run up and down, your breath turns to a moan. Wrapping my fingers around your cock, I stroke it slow and gentle. Your hand reaches down to cover mine, stilling it.
"No," you say, your voice shaking, "Not yet. I want to be inside you and I don't know how long I can hold back."
Taking my hand and bringing it to your lips, you press a kiss to the palm. Your eyes look deeply into mine, the lust and passion burning brightly there.
"I want you so much," you whisper against my hand.
Pulling me to you for a deep kiss, you start to roll to you(r) back, moving my body on top of yours. My legs straddle your hips so that your cock rests against the wetness of my pussy. I shift a little, feeling your cock nestle there, so hard. We stay that way, kissing and touching.
Your hands move over my back, down to my butt, holding it in your hands. Lifting me slightly, the head of your cock settles at the warm entrance. You lower me again so that the tip is inside of me.
Placing my hands on your chest, I push myself up, feeling your cock slide deeply into me. I moan with delight as your cock fills me. Your hands reach up to cup my breasts, your fingertips grazing the nipples, capturing them, pulling and twisting gently. Hips moving, your cock glides in and out of me. Watching as I move over you, a smile plays on your lips.
I raise my hips up to let you slide out, just the tip still resting between my warm wet lips. You gaze at me with amazement as I slip back down onto you, grinding my hips to you when we meet. Rubbing back and forth on you, I make your cock rub against my sensitive clit. The passion starts to build inside of me as your cock moves and throbs. Your hands knead at my breasts as you watch me try to keep control. My orgasm starts to take over. I move faster and push against you, wanting you deeper. I cry out your name as wave after wave washes over me.
Sitting up, you put your arms around me, rolling me onto my back as I start to come down. You move with me, never separating from me. Settling between my thighs, you reach down between us with a fingertip to touch at my clit. You rub it from side to side, bringing me back up to another orgasm. I cry out again from the feeling of one so close after the last. You continue to rub, never letting me rest. Tremors run through my body. You take your fingertip away. I start to relax. Slowly you draw your cock out from me, only to pound it back in, hard and deep.
You drive your cock deep into me only to retreat again and again. I whimper as you hold me on the brink of another orgasm, this one promising more power that any I had felt before. Your eyes do not leave mine as our bodies come together, my clit taking each impact and making me shiver with excitement.
"With me, my darling. I want to feel yours along with mine."
Your arms slip under my back and you lift me close to you as you thrust into me one more time, sending us both over the edge. You fill me, so warm. You growl in my ear as you spill into me. I press my mouth to your shoulder, muffling my cries. My body shutters, my mind reels, my soul flies with yours.
Over and over you whisper my name in my ear as you rock me, still hard and warm inside me as my body quivers in your arms. I hold tight to you, wrapped around you. Both of us breathing heavily, our hearts pounding together.
You roll onto your side, keeping me secure in your arms. Snuggling close to you, you run your hand up and down my back. You kiss my forehead, kiss your way down my face, to settle a gentle kiss on my lips.
"Oh, my love, that was wonderful."
The End.
Vacation Wake-Up Call
Good morning, sunshine. I can't tell you how beautiful it is to see your face next to mine as I wake up. The breeze is calm and light, playing with the hair over your forehead, and gives me subtle suggestions about what my hands should be doing to you, even as you sleep. The sheets are a tangle around our legs, testament to the night we had last night and the hours of sleep afterward, and rather than try to untangle, I simply move them down, exposing your tanned torso to the playful zephyr. Softly, I caress your shoulders, taking in the warmth of them, running the tips of my fingers over the scratches I must have put there last night. Wanting to replace my fingers with my lips, I hesitate, not ready to wake you just yet. I love just watching you slumber.
I slide the side of my hand along your back, and circle my thumbs around to your nipples, enjoying the fact that even while you sleep your body reacts to mine. I could taste every inch of you over and over again, and it would still not be enough to satisfy this hunger I have for you. Finally unable to resist, I take your nipple softly into my mouth, not nibbling, but flicking it with my tongue, making it hard to the touch. I languidly trail to your other nipple and repeat the process.
You move slightly, and I help you to complete your body's rotation from lying on your side to resting on your back. Thankfully you were exhausted last night, and will be difficult to wake up. I am avoiding your face, holding off the inevitable for a while longer.
Thoughts of last night, of the past nine months, and of what I want to do to you this moment are like rivulets of a stream, tracing lazily through my body and causing my pussy to moisten ever so subtly. I don't want to rush anything here, I simply want to enjoy this moment as though there were no others.
Your cock seems to be the first thing to wake up, and I can see the first drop of precum glistening from the tip, asking to be lapped up and tasted. I am in no position to deny this request, and softly I use the tip of my tongue to steal it from you.
Not satisfied by this small gesture, I take your entire cock in my mouth, simply to be filled by it. I want to leave behind enough saliva to lubricate you, as I have other plans in mind...I have been savoring your body for almost a half hour, and my pussy is aching to be filled as my mouth is.
I keep my hands
busy by gently touching your hips, as I slide my legs to rest on either side of you. Making sure that you are still asleep (I hope you're not pretending), I lower myself onto your penis, slowly enveloping you. I continue this descent until I have taken you completely into my body, and hold. Milking you, I drive myself to a quiet orgasm before I continue waking you up.
I lean forward, becoming slightly more aggressive as I kiss your neck and your face, lingering at the points where your ears meet your cheeks. These are my second favorite areas of your body.
I move to your mouth, and take your bottom lip between my teeth and my lip, tugging ever so slightly and moaning as your cock continues to deliver pleasure to my cunt.
Rising up, I reach behind me to massage your testicles, knowing that your prick will twitch slightly inside me, hitting my g-spot again in a syncopated rhythm. As I buck a little more insistently, you start to open your eyes, becoming more involved.
Your hands rise up to my hips, to guide me over your cock and bring me down harder than I was doing on my own. This simple involvement is enough to drive me to orgasm again on you.
I slow down a little, savoring the fullness of your dick inside me. We don't speak...there are no need for words this morning...everything I need to say to you I am saying with my body.
I lift off of you when I am satisfied that you've woken up, and move to the side, enabling you to disentangle yourself from those sheets. You do this quickly, and move behind me.
Placing your hands once more on my hips, you trace your right thumb over my tattoo...almost as though you're marking the spot. With no warning, you let your hand fly and there is a very audible slap heard in the room as my ass begins to tingle and redden from the beginning of a spanking. My cunt was dripping before, but now it was so wet that some escaped and began to run down the inside of my legs. When you are satisfied with the color of my cheeks, you push me forward so that my face is buried in the soft sheets and bend over to lick up the excess juices being expressed from my vagina. As if testing the waters, you insert two fingers into it, slickly losing them in my velvety folds, and remove them only to wiggle them around my sphincter.
I jump slightly at this touch, as I always do. It is still something that I try to get used to, and my experience is very limited.
You first insert your index finger, coated in my cum, into my ass hole. Relaxing around you, I can feel as you wiggle it around...making sure that it will widen enough to take you into itself. In short time, your middle finger joins it, and you stretch my asshole wide...you want to take it roughly, but the mood this morning is lazy and stretched out, so you take your time. This process torments me, and I continue to warm up as I anticipate the pending pleasure.
Reaching for the nightstand, you pull my plain dildo out of the drawer and coat it with my almond flavored lubricant, making sure it coats your fingers as well.
I stay in this position, feeling you insert the dildo into my pussy, working it and causing me to get wetter and wetter with each stroke. Pulling it out, you give it to me to clean.
As I lick the dildo, you put your fingers back into my asshole, and crook them just a little as you wet your cock in my slit, lubing it up so that it will slide easily into my ass. When you're satisfied, that is exactly what you do. The heat from the spanking feels wonderful as you drive your shaft into my narrow passage, but you know that I need to be filled in many ways, so you reach for the dildo and replant it in my sopping wet pussy, holding it there for a minute until you can't stay still any longer.
You thrust into me with controlled movements for several agonizing minutes, holding my hips steady to prevent me from bucking against you.
I begin to play with my clit, and the sensations of having all of my holes filled and my familiar fingers on my button begin to take their toll on me.
Finally, I overpower the strength of your hands, and buck against you, causing you to drive into me powerfully and wildly. Your hands have minds of their own as they scratch at my back and shoulders, looking for a place to land.
Wrapping your fingers up in my long auburn hair, you jerk my head back, causing my entire torso to raise up as I push back with all my strength, and we continue this way. Your right hand tangled in my hair, and your left gripping my left shoulder, we are perpendicular to one another as you focus on your cock and nothing else...you know I am doing the same. After several agonizing minutes, you violently shove your pecker into my ass one time, holding it there. Oh my god, I can feel every movement of you inside me, I can feel your hot spunk as it fills me and coats me on the inside. I love the way your balls are slapping against my pussy, causing the lips to hit the base of the dildo and driving it deeper inside me. As you thrust this last time, the dildo is shoved further into me, and I am forced to buck myself backward against you, wracked with my own orgasm. I scream out for something, anything...you...I need you...Christ; I need to feel this thing you give me.
As my ass quivers around your cock, and the remaining cum trickles out of your body, you release my hair to move both your hands back to my apple sized breasts, cupping each lovingly as you reassert yourself in my ass.
I don't feel fucked in this position, just adored. You press kisses to my shoulders, ignoring the sheen of sweat that has formed there.
As your cock begins to lose momentum, you trail those kisses from my shoulders down my spine, ending at my tailbone. Your hands push me back into the initial position, and your tongue slides down to lap up the combination of our cum, my ass, and the almond lubricant. It tastes natural and sweet, and smells the same. I can feel you cleaning my ass much in the way that I clean your cock after I blow it, and it feels wonderful. When all of the cum has been cleaned up, you nudge me over until I am laying on my back, sated, with my legs slightly bent and spread apart.
You nestle yourself between them, and kiss me, still tasting like cum and my ass, but it doesn't taste bad at all. I kiss you back, running my tongue over yours and feeling all of the soft folds inside your mouth. My pussy is satiated, but it still reacts to the proximity of your cock, until you move down and take it into your mouth, muttering something about wanting to be thorough...
As you lap up what remains of my girlcum, I am reminded why I fell for you in the first place.
So...shall we go for a walk on the beach and find some abandoned sand dunes?
Journey Back to Love
Target acquired! After patiently stalking my prey, I prepared to strike. Slow and steady, no need to rush. I hold my breath as I close the distance.
Lining up the shot I took aim and - Fired!
Abort, abort! Danger! Take cover!
Drat, the wind must have shifted at the last moment. When will I ever learn? Chancing a peek over my monitor my gaze met a pair of sparkling gray eyes. The twinkle told me I just might be in for some trouble.
When you're one of those green-eyed redheads with pale skin, everyone could tell when you blush. Judging by my flush, I was doing that big-time.
Those of us who work the night shift in my office tend to find amusement where we can. Sometimes that can backfire as it had just now. I had just scored a direct hit on the wrong target.
And the unintended recipient of that misdirected projectile was Nick, the dark haired, gray-eyed star of a few of my more interesting fantasies. Another thing about night shift, there's very little to think about. Nick had been my unknowing playmate for almost a year. He has strong arms and firm thighs, and the thing that caught my attention in the first place, his butt. He has an adorable butt. It is very difficult not to grab it when he has to bend over. So far I have managed not to make a fool of myself.
Unfortunately, I had just managed to get his attention and not in a good way. Feeling a presence behind me I turn my head slowly and glance up. There, holding the errant missile was Nick. I slowly rotated the chair to face him, wondering as I did if I could die of embarrassment. I sighed as I realized I was going to live to face those twinkling eyes.
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p; "I think this is yours." He grinned as he held out the rubber band. I glared at it, willing it to bust into flames for not flying to my intended target. Alas, it just sat there so I held out my hand to take it.
"Wow, how did you get that?" I tried to look totally innocent but I am a terrible liar. Plus the blush that covered my face had to be visible on Mars.
"Just lucky I guess." He winked as he puts the soft rubber floppy circle into my outstretched hand. Then he covered my fingers and closed them over it. The heat of his skin on mine was intense. I looked quickly at him to see if he noticed and met his startled look.
"Well, thanks for bringing it back safe." I tried to joke to cover the awkward moment. Glancing down I realized he still had my hand. Our eyes met again and he smiled as he let go.
"Be careful. I wouldn't want the poor thing to get lost again." With that he sauntered away. I wondered the whole time if he knew how cute his butt was when he walked. Dejectedly I turned back to my pile of work and tried to climb over it as though it was Mt. Everest.
