Another story from the vault ... enjoy!
I’m standing at the window looking out at the rain, when you come into the room behind me. You gently pull me back so that I’m leaning against you and wrap your arms around me. “Just the kind of day to be warm indoors”, you say quietly in my ear. I rest my head on your shoulder in reply.
Your hands slip under my sweater and cup my breasts, your thumbs lightly brushing my nipples. Every nerve starts to tingle, but I keep as still as I can, closing my eyes so that I’m not distracted by sights. All I want to do is feel.
Your hands move down and catch the bottom of my sweater and pull it up. I lift my arms, you finish removing it and toss it aside. Your hands return to my breasts, but now you can watch what you’re doing. Your lips brush the side of my neck, my shoulder, soft kisses that send shivers up and down my spine. My hands reach behind you and grab your ass, pulling you tight against me. I can feel your cock, erect, hard. I would love you to take me right now, but I want to make this last.
You unhook my bra, slide it off my arms and it follows the sweater, tossed aside. Your fingers are not so gentle now. You roll my nipples in between your thumbs and forefingers, every so often a little squeeze, but not painful.
I try to turn round, so that I can hold you, touch you, but you won’t let me. “Stay where you are. Don’t move.” You kiss the back of my neck, and then a little further down. I feel your lips and your hands on my back. Kissing, stroking. My eyes are still closed and with every touch all I want to do is turn around and take hold of you. But I stay there, waiting for what you will do next.
You’ve reached the waistband of my skirt now. You hook your thumbs inside and start to slide it down, along with my panties, but slowly, inch by inch, kissing your way down my bum. You drop my skirt and panties on the floor and hold my hand as I step out of them. I am now completely naked, while you are still fully clothed. But not for long!
I open my eyes and turn around. You stand back from me, just looking, smiling. I smile back and reach out to undo your shirt. Now it’s your turn to stand still. You watch my hands as I undo each button. Your shirt joins my clothes. I run my hands across your chest, enjoying the feel of your skin under my fingers. My hands brush across your nipples and I feel you shiver slightly. I flick my tongue across each of them in them in turn and hear a sharp intake of breath. I carry on kissing and licking while my hands find the zip on your jeans. I lower it slowly. Then I kneel in front of you, look up at you with a devilish grin on my face and lower your jeans and boxers until just the tip of your beautiful hard cock is showing. I kiss it gently and feel it jump. I expose a little more, two kisses, starting at the top. Now you know what I’m going to do. A little more, three kisses, and I run my tongue up your shaft. I can feel it move against my tongue. Eager, hungry. Like us. Eventually I free your cock completely and kiss and lick along the whole length. I don’t take you in my mouth. This afternoon is all about teasing, about making it last.
You reach down and help me to my feet and guide me over to the couch. I lie down and you kneel beside me. You take my breast in your hand and lower your mouth to it. You suck my nipple hard, your other hand gently caressing my other breast, then sliding down my body, towards my pussy, which is wet, open and waiting for you. You gently tickle my pussy lips, making my hips lift from the couch, trying to get closer to your hand. But you have other ideas. You take my leg, the one closest to the edge of the couch, and place it on the floor, leaving you easy access to my clit. Now it’s your turn for the devilish grin, before you lower your face to my pussy.
Your tongue gently laps from my hole to my clit, over and over. My hand goes to the back of your head, pushing you against me. You get the message. You use the tip of your tongue, flicking it over my clit, then pushing it into my hole. I can feel myself starting to cum. You can feel it too. You keep the rhythm going, you know its working. I cum hard, my hand gripping the back of your head. You keep licking me until you feel me start to relax, then work your tongue slower, long stokes, until I take my hand from the back of your head.
I smile up at you, and stretch like a contented cat.
“I want your cock inside me. Now!” I command.
I slide onto the floor and you raise my legs onto your shoulders. You hold your cock and stroke across my soaking wet clit to my hole, then slide it inside me. You know you can make me cum again, before my orgasm fades completely away. You start to move, fucking me deep and hard. I match my rhythm to yours, feeling every inch of you. I put my hand on my clit and rub it hard. It feels so good. I know you’re waiting for me, and as I feel myself start to cum again, I just nod, I can’t speak. You drive into me harder and faster, no holding back now. As soon as I cum, as soon as my muscles clench around your cock, you cum as well, filling me.
Afterwards, we both lay together, breathless, sated, contented. Me safely wrapped in your arms.