After a long dalliance with affairs of the heart and love poetry, I feel its time to return for a while to where I started my blogs – the (hopefully) pussy dampening and ball tingling erotica! Hope you enjoy, and please leave comments x
Halfwake
After a long dalliance with affairs of the heart and love poetry, I feel its time to return for a while to where I started my blogs – the (hopefully) pussy dampening and ball tingling erotica! Hope you enjoy, and please leave comments x
Halfwake
Lily sighed deeply into that magical moment of halfwake. Her eyes flickering, opening slightly, briefly, before closing again to shield them from the sunlight streaming through the chink in the curtain. She stretched her legs, her toes pointing, loving that feeling of not quite being asleep, and not quite being awake. The point where her senses were both dulled, yet heightened at the same time. That indefinable, indistinguishable moment between sleep and consciousness.
Instead of the warm snugness she expected to feel from the bed sheet, she felt the tingling chill of the morning air on her exposed back. Slowly massaging feeling into her nerve endings –awakening her flesh the way nature intended. As she flitted in and out of sleep, she was aware of a soft tickling sensation sweeping from her toes sneaking slowly up through her body quickening her heartbeat from its sleeping rest and breathing life into her desire and need.
Michael sat on the floor at the end of the bed, his eyes working their way along her soft and slender legs up to her pert cute ass. His own desire growing. His heart pausing, then beating with renewed vigour, as almost subconsciously her legs parted and her muscles tensed and released. As his lips closed round each toe and he sucked gently allowing his tongue to caress, his eyes were drawn to the glimpse of her perfect smooth pussy lips. His mind taken back to the night before, remembering how hard he’d fucked that tight desperate pussy. As he sucked harder on her toes, he sunk deeper into that memory so fresh in his mind – the screams were still echoing in the room, the way her body quivered in his arms still a fresh image on his mind’s canvas.
The tingle swept faster through Lily’s body as she felt Michael’s lips and tongue teasing, pleasing and exciting her toes. The soft touch of his fingers snaking up and down her calves. Half of her wanted to join in, to reciprocate in the pleasure giving. But the state of halfwake still held her tight, making it impossible for her to move – keeping her a prisoner in the pleasure Michael was all too willing to give. Lily’s hand snaked down her own body – her fingertips teasing across her stomach as she lifted her hips, allowing her hand to creep down grazing over her swollen sensitive clit and down to her lips. Still aching and sore from the pounding of the previous night, yet eagerly seeking her touch as she slipped a finger along and between her lips. Parting them, allowing the cool air to her pussy and her warm juices to cling to her fingers as she moved them back to her clit. Her soft moan cutting the air – the soft chime to accompany the pendulum beat of her quickening heart.
Michael climbed up on to the bed, kneeling between her legs. A foot held in each hand, his thumbs gently circling the soles of her feet and stroking each toe in turn. He bent forward, his lips brushing against the soft smooth skin of her legs. He planted slow deliberate gentle kisses on her flesh. His eyes fixed on her hand as it circled flicked and teased her aching clit in response and need to the pleasure being bestowed upon her.
Lily’s breathing quickened as she felt Michael’s breath moving slowly up her legs. The sound of his breathing, the smack of his kisses mixing with her own soft, barely controlled sighs. Her skin becoming more alive. Little charges of electricity rushing through her as sleep drifted further into the past and the reality of how she was being awoken sank in. She felt the pleasure of the tip of his tongue drifting over the back of her leg. Running slowly up from the back of her knee to the crease where her leg gave way to her pert ass. Michael’s eyes running over her body, caressing her in the same way as his hands and lips did. He found the ticklish spot just under the cheek of her ass and slowly ran the tip of his tongue across her skin. Smiling and laughing as he watched her buttocks quiver, her fingers pick up pace and pressure on her pussy and her moan become entwined with a giggle...