Fact or fantasy Does it matter?
His chest was broad and tanned a dark gold, lightly covered with silky dark hair that I loved to run my fingers through. Tall with broad shoulders, narrow hips, a tight ass, hard thighs and a **** to die for. It was so long that the tip stood higher than his navel when he was erect. And now he was tantalizing me with his mouth and his fiery tongue, nipping along my collar bone, at the base of my throat, and across my shoulders. He gently pushed my blouse from my shoulders and down my arms exposing my breasts to his smiling, hungry gaze. Beautiful He ran his tongue across his lips as though he hadnt eaten in weeks. Im going to taste you He said. Taste? Oh, my yessss! I responded. He was slow and taunting, the touch of his mouth making me dizzy as he came closer and closer, until he was teasing my nipples, licking softly, flicking his tongue over the tips, while plumping, caressing and kneading with his hands. He lit a fire so deep inside of me I didnt think it could ever be put out. I wonder, does the other taste as sweet? he asked. Then he proceeded to remove my skirt. It slipped over my hips to pool on the floor leaving me standing before him totally naked and exposed.
He smiled like he had just won a prize, or learned a secret. If youll let me he said. He caught my chin, kissed me deeply, bringing me closer to him until my breasts were against his warm chest. Then he started to nibble again. This time, across my breasts and belly. Meanwhile, his hands were sliding down my back to my ass. Kneading there as he kissed and suckled my breasts and kissed down my ribs to my waist, traveling ever downward to my hot throbbing wet ****y. I gasped when his steaming breath played against my ****. His mouth, a moist heat as he kissed the inside of my thighs, first one then the other, teasing, nibbling, moving ever closer to center of my need. He gripped my ass with both hands and lifted my hips closer to him, closer to his mouth. His darting tongue sought my depths, finding places I didnt know existed, brewing up storms of sensation that left me feeling like I was floating, pricked with bits of light. You taste fine here, too He whispered between his dizzying, plunging kisses. Kisses I was shamelessly thrusting my hips towards, unable to get enough of him, of his delicious madness, until the room began to spin and my head grew light. I think Im going to at that point my knees gave way and I sagged into his arms. He laid me on the thick, soft rug. Dont go anywhere he said. As if I could, I couldnt seem to get my body to obey the commands I was sending it. He left me with a smile but only long enough to gather some pillows and a blanket from the bed. Your jeans, sir I said. As you wish he replied. They were gone in a moment and this bronze god was lowering himself to me. Smoothing his palms down my ribs and then spreading his fingers over my belly. How can you torment me so? I asked. Then I knew. He slid two of his fingers along the folds of my **** and then delved inside. Filling me yet making me want more. More I said. All in good time he replied. He was masterfully slow, drawing gasps from me with his fingers and tongue. Nibbling and tugging at my pulse, sending me spiraling upward towards the sky but never quite getting there. Until finally, he rose up on his elbows, his hard, hot **** pressing against my belly, a stunning, raw sensation that made me wrap my legs around his hips. I wanted him deep inside of me. Come to me, fill me with that beautiful **** I said. But he insisted on taking his time. He lingered exquisitely over me, drawing out my pleasure and feeding the fires of my passion. Though I could see the restraint tearing at him as well, bringing us ever closer to the edge. And then I felt it. The thick, hot pulsing tip of his **** against my slick ****. So near yet still too far away. He smiled down at me, No going back from here. Only forward I replied. I tilted my hips as he thrust himself fully into my willing and wanting ****. His handsome face grew taut as he presses more deeply, and then, swiftly and surely, began that most fabulous rhythm. Rolling waves of pleasure that seemed to have a life of their own, that grew and grew. Dont stop! I cried as my hips pushed up against his, mindlessly taking his pummeling thrusts as fiercely as he gave them. Oh, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Myyyy Goddddd! I cried and then, suddenly soaring, searing explosions began where we were joined. A splintering pleasure that overtook my heart and limbs and left me clinging tightly to him. He felt the beginnings of my release and finally let go, riding the waves of his pleasure, the shuddering force of which rocked him to his core. As we finally drifted back to earth, he gathered me fiercely against him and delighted me by kissing me again. I clung to him as I was still shuddering, breathless and weak, moaning my pleasure into his mouth with each kiss. That was wonderful I whispered. Not nearly as much as it will be next time he replied.. But thats another story.
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