I walk into the house and I see you there in the kitchen, looking sexy as fuck in your tight, Lycra workout clothes. From the sheen of sweat on your body and by the way you are gulping down a cold glass of water, I know that you just got back from your workout rather than getting ready to go out. Fuck! When you are wet, hot, and sweaty, post-workout is one of the times I want you most. I wonder if maybe you timed your return with mine just to get me worked up. You smile at me wordlessly as you lean back against the countertop. I meet your gaze and smile back as I move towards you, that wicked smirk confirming to me that you knew just what you were doing – and what you want right now.
I step close to you and trace my fingers up and down the slick perspiration on your arms. I slide my hands in front and can feel the cool smoothness of the Lycra as my fingertips draw slow circles on your breasts trying to coax your nipples erect under the tight fabric. As I see the tips protrude my fingers slide to the outside of your tits while each thumb rubs slowly up and down over your nipples making them strain harder against your top.
I lean in and my mouth goes to your shoulder just to the left of the strap of your workout top. I can taste the salt in your sweat as my lips and tongue run up your neck. My hand pulls your hair to the other side as my lips go up to your ear. I breathe my warm breath softly into it as my lips pull at your ear lobe. Goosebumps spring up on your arm under my strong, warm hands. I whisper in your ear,
“I want to fuck you, baby.”
While I kiss and lick your neck, my hands run up and down your sides, fingertips softly caressing your sweaty skin. I trace the edges of the stretchy Lycra and slip my fingers underneath and start to pull it up over your beautiful tits. The elastic edge drags up your skin and as I reach your hard nipples I pause a moment to rub the edge of the fabric up and down over the tips making you moan softly. I finish pulling the top up and let it rest above your breasts. You feel the cool air chill your sweaty mounds and make your nipples ache.
I pull back from you a bit and lower my face to your right breast and take your hard nipple into my warm mouth and suck lightly before running circles around it with my tongue. My hand cups your left breast. I can feel your hard nipple against my palm as I gently squeeze it. I pull my hand back slowly, letting my fingertips drag along your skin until they come together at your nipple. I pinch your nipple between my thumb and forefinger and start to pull and twist while my teeth bites playfully down on the other.
I lift you up and set you roughly down on the kitchen counter. I spread your legs as I step forward and pull my black t-shirt over my head and drop it to the floor. I pull your body to mine and feel your bare nipples press against my chest as my hand goes to the back of your head and my mouth finds yours. We make out like teenagers. Our tongues exploring each other’s mouths as my hands caress your body. After a while, I slide my hand in front and reach down to press my fingers against the Lycra tightly molded to your swelling pussy lips. I rub my fingers up and down the fabric, pressing in to find the crease that lies between your lips. I crook my fingers and drag my fingernails up and down the fabric sending delicious vibrations to your lips and clit and triggering a surge of wetness to leak out of you, darkening the crotch
I lift you off the counter and set you down on the floor. I take you by the hand and lead you into the living room towards the black, leather sofa. That soft, deep, comfortable place where we’ve lounged, read the paper, watched movies for so many years. I've got another use for it in mind, however.
I walk us to one end of the sofa and I pull you in front of me and press my body tightly against your back as my hands run up the front of your body to cup and squeeze your tits. I pinch and pull at your nipples again to keep them aching and erect as my mouth goes back to your neck, your head tilting to one side. I wrap my arm across your chest, pulling you tightly to me as my other hand moves slowly down your belly towards your workout pants. You feel my fingertips running along your belly just at the top of the waistband. My fingers sliding a bit further underneath the elastic with each pass.
I continue to kiss and lick your neck and press my lips against your cheek as my hand slips further downward with agonizing slowness. Your pussy is wet, swollen and aching to be touched as you arch your hips upward in your attempt to meet my fingers.
I bend you over the arm of the sofa. You lay flat across the cool, leather, seat cushions, your nipples rubbing against the smooth surface with your delicious ass pointed up toward me. I run my hands up and down your back and then bring my hands to the waistband of your lycra pants and start to slowly pull them down over your ass. Inch by inch I reveal the amazing ass that I've been aching for. I keep pulling them down, over your thighs, past your knees, to finally pull them off completely. My hands go to your ass cheeks and I spread them apart so I can bring my face down and bury it softly between your cheeks. Feeling the warmth - smelling and tasting the salty sweat mixed with the sweet/spicy scent of your pussy. I'm in heaven. This is what I need.
I'm on my knees and I have my face buried deep in your ass. My hands are running up and down your back as my lips and tongue seek out your tight, wrinkled asshole. I know that you are new to anal play and I focus my efforts on helping you enjoy the sensation of my lips, tongue and fingers gently stimulating all of those amazing nerve endings buried in the tight muscle of your asshole. I'm rimming you with an enthusiasm that you've rarely - if ever - experienced from a man. Soft lapping and licking. Slow circles tracing around and around. I look down and I can see a stream of your juices flowing down the side of the leather sofa. A virtual waterfall. My fingers gather juice and pull it up to coat your hole only to then lick it off with my tongue. My fingers gently stroke and slickly pull at your opening as you feel your muscles relax.