You’re sitting in a chair, naked. Your body tense with desire, longing to touch me. Gripping the arms of the chair tightly because I had told you if you touched me your pleasure would stop. My mouth is gliding over you, tasting your ear, your neck, coming towards your mouth for a soft kiss before continuing on its torturous tour of your body.
You can smell my perfume, the hints of it driving you to distraction as I kiss you, my body oh so close but off limits. My hair has come forward, blocking your view of my tongue as it trails over your chest, flicking over your nipple before lightly nibbling and sucking it into my mouth. You moan, your erection flexing as your desire is all consuming. God, you want me, and you try to make your needs known.
My tongue continues on its downward trail, kisses and nibbles over your stomach and down to your shaft where it begins a sensuous dance with you. I can taste you, you are wet for me, and you are not sure who moans louder as my mouth finally closes over you. I take you deep, my tongue never still as it caresses the sensitive ridge of your head. Your body almost comes off the chair with the need to thrust and I worship you, bent before you, drawing out your passion until it is almost too late to stop. But I do.
Your fingers turn white with the pressure of holding onto the arms of the chair, the need to wrap your fingers in my hair and press me to you great. I lick and nibble, occasionally drawing you deep, but only to keep you on the edge of sanity, and look up into your eyes and smile as my tongue circles over you.
Standing I begin to remove my clothes, slowly, sensuously in front of you, my body swaying to the music of our heart beats. You watch as buttons are undone, one at a time, revealing bits of skin and lace. Your heart races faster as with a sexy shrug the shirt falls to the floor, leaving me in bra and skirt. I come closer, my hands caressing my breasts through my bra; you can see the nipples peaking in hardness. Your mouth waters, wanting to taste, but I only undo my bra in front of you, my breasts spilling into my hands. I raise one nipple towards my mouth, my tongue circling, wetting it as your tongue so badly wants to do. I come closer as if to offer, and you lean forward, but I step back, temptation and tease.
My hands trail down my body to my skirt and underneath the waistband where they start to play with myself but you can’t see, only watch as listen as I moan and you can hear how wet I am. You raise a hand, but I smile; again you grip the arm of the chair, pushed almost beyond reason to feel me.
You can smell my perfume, the hints of it driving you to distraction as I kiss you, my body oh so close but off limits. My hair has come forward, blocking your view of my tongue as it trails over your chest, flicking over your nipple before lightly nibbling and sucking it into my mouth. You moan, your erection flexing as your desire is all consuming. God, you want me, and you try to make your needs known.
My tongue continues on its downward trail, kisses and nibbles over your stomach and down to your shaft where it begins a sensuous dance with you. I can taste you, you are wet for me, and you are not sure who moans louder as my mouth finally closes over you. I take you deep, my tongue never still as it caresses the sensitive ridge of your head. Your body almost comes off the chair with the need to thrust and I worship you, bent before you, drawing out your passion until it is almost too late to stop. But I do.
Your fingers turn white with the pressure of holding onto the arms of the chair, the need to wrap your fingers in my hair and press me to you great. I lick and nibble, occasionally drawing you deep, but only to keep you on the edge of sanity, and look up into your eyes and smile as my tongue circles over you.
Standing I begin to remove my clothes, slowly, sensuously in front of you, my body swaying to the music of our heart beats. You watch as buttons are undone, one at a time, revealing bits of skin and lace. Your heart races faster as with a sexy shrug the shirt falls to the floor, leaving me in bra and skirt. I come closer, my hands caressing my breasts through my bra; you can see the nipples peaking in hardness. Your mouth waters, wanting to taste, but I only undo my bra in front of you, my breasts spilling into my hands. I raise one nipple towards my mouth, my tongue circling, wetting it as your tongue so badly wants to do. I come closer as if to offer, and you lean forward, but I step back, temptation and tease.
My hands trail down my body to my skirt and underneath the waistband where they start to play with myself but you can’t see, only watch as listen as I moan and you can hear how wet I am. You raise a hand, but I smile; again you grip the arm of the chair, pushed almost beyond reason to feel me.
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I take my hand out of my skirt and raise my fingers to my lips, licking the taste of myself off of them, sucking them deep into my mouth. I offer you a kiss then, and you thrust your tongue in deep, desperate for the taste but find it fleeting; you want more.
I step back and remove my skirt, letting it fall to the floor and you see I am wearing lace, alternately revealing and hiding that which you desire. You swell even more as two fingers slip into the lace and slowly pull it down over my legs, catching slightly as it leaves its snug home and you moan loudly as they pull away. I turn away from you and bend, running hands up my thighs to my sex, pink and very wet with my desire
Suddenly, unable to help yourself, you grab me, pulling me down onto your lap and thrusting into me in one stroke. All the way in you go, pulling me down hard and I don’t know who shuddered more at that penetration, my body shaking with the sensations. Fully seated, your hands have already left my hips to cup my breasts, gripping and pressing as you pull me back into you. Your mouth coming down on my shoulder, close to my neck to leave a love bite that you lave with your tongue.
A hand comes up and grips my hair, pulling it to the side, rough almost now in your desire as you lose your control. You kiss me, my neck, my ear, your tongue causing shivers to course over me. I am pure passion now, wanting everything you are doing to me. I shift my legs, causing your hand to leave my breasts and come down my body to push me hard onto you
My legs are on either side of yours, and you open your legs wider, causing me to sink even deeper onto you. I am helpless in this position, only capable of giving in to your demands as you begin to flex beneath me, causing me to cry out from the sensation. Your hands come to my hips, lifting and raising me slightly, giving you the ability to thrust harder, deeper into me.
You are so very close and need me to meet you in desire; so before you lose complete control you stroke your thumb over my sensitive nub, causing me to cum apart in your arms, my inner muscles fluttering over you as the orgasm takes me, squeezing and releasing around your shaft. You orgasm too then, growling in my ear as you do, shuddering beneath my body as it rips through you.
We rest, both sated and tired, small ripples of pleasure still going through my body. Your hands are idly caressing me now, stroking over my skin, and I kiss you, gently.
I step back and remove my skirt, letting it fall to the floor and you see I am wearing lace, alternately revealing and hiding that which you desire. You swell even more as two fingers slip into the lace and slowly pull it down over my legs, catching slightly as it leaves its snug home and you moan loudly as they pull away. I turn away from you and bend, running hands up my thighs to my sex, pink and very wet with my desire
Suddenly, unable to help yourself, you grab me, pulling me down onto your lap and thrusting into me in one stroke. All the way in you go, pulling me down hard and I don’t know who shuddered more at that penetration, my body shaking with the sensations. Fully seated, your hands have already left my hips to cup my breasts, gripping and pressing as you pull me back into you. Your mouth coming down on my shoulder, close to my neck to leave a love bite that you lave with your tongue.
A hand comes up and grips my hair, pulling it to the side, rough almost now in your desire as you lose your control. You kiss me, my neck, my ear, your tongue causing shivers to course over me. I am pure passion now, wanting everything you are doing to me. I shift my legs, causing your hand to leave my breasts and come down my body to push me hard onto you
My legs are on either side of yours, and you open your legs wider, causing me to sink even deeper onto you. I am helpless in this position, only capable of giving in to your demands as you begin to flex beneath me, causing me to cry out from the sensation. Your hands come to my hips, lifting and raising me slightly, giving you the ability to thrust harder, deeper into me.
You are so very close and need me to meet you in desire; so before you lose complete control you stroke your thumb over my sensitive nub, causing me to cum apart in your arms, my inner muscles fluttering over you as the orgasm takes me, squeezing and releasing around your shaft. You orgasm too then, growling in my ear as you do, shuddering beneath my body as it rips through you.
We rest, both sated and tired, small ripples of pleasure still going through my body. Your hands are idly caressing me now, stroking over my skin, and I kiss you, gently.
