Kara frowned as she tossed the journal aside – how could she read about the latest case studies on Ativan when all she wanted was a man? She'd been trying to distract herself from the empty bed for over an hour. Waiting impatiently for her man to get home. Screw it, she thought, I'll take care of it myself.
She ran her hand down her body to the inside of her thigh, wanting something pressed against her crotch, anything, something hard, soft, something to rub herself into. She sighed and rolled up to pull the bunched blankets against her mound. Masturbating for her had never entailed actually touching herself, it was just too messy, too technical really. It's not as though she'd never done it. She just enjoyed the rubbing more and orgasms had never been an issue. In fact, she was pretty sure she'd never cum with her fingers inside her.
Her body tensed as she imagined him behind her, running his hands up the back of legs, stopping to squeeze her ass. Kara loved having her ass explored, rubbed, smacked, kissed. She imagined his mouth as he peppered her cheeks with kisses, his hand running up her spine, pinning her to the bed, pressing her hard into the bunched blankets between her legs. She fidgeted, lifting her hips, her thighs tightening with want. Damn, his mouth and hands were everywhere.
"Got started without me, baby?" Startled, Kara looked to the doorway, immediately settling back into the rocking she'd been enjoying. "I couldn't stop thinking about you and this is usually the result," she said with a laugh. He walked towards the bed, tossing his jacket down and watching her excite herself for a moment.
Leaning over her, brining his hand down on her back and sliding it along her body, he said, "Tell me what we were doing." He pressed his lips against her neck as he sat down next to her on the bed, his hand coming to rest on her ass, "I want all the details."
She smiled, "you're on the right track. In fact, that is exactly where I was imagining your hands."
"Just my hands?" he asked as he brought both down to cup and squeeze her through her clothes. "God, you ass is so tight, I love watching it. Especially when you do this little rocking move."
"Well, in my fantasy, I was already naked."
"Sounds good to me," he said, sliding down next to her prone body, wrapping one leg over her thighs, gripping her ass check with one hand and the other pulling her head to him. Starting slowly, he lengthened each kiss until she was gasping and trying to turn her body into his, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second, she wondered wildly if she could come fully dressed like this, with his mouth on hers.
"Where you imaging me inside you?" he said, pressing little kisses to the most sensitive spots on her neck. "Ah, God," she moaned.
"No, not yet," she said, breathless, "I was still enjoying your mouth on my butt – it felt so good." His mouth was on her collarbone, "oh, god, I think I am going to cum just like this," she said, pressing his head against her skin.
"Not yet, Kara," he said, with a final hard kiss on her lips. He was all action, flipping her back against the bed, pulling her arms over her head. Sliding his leg over he, he pressed little kisses to the back of her neck, muttering about her great ass and how he couldn't wait to be inside her as he grabbed and squeezed every part of her he could reach.
Suddenly intent, he raised up behind her, both hands under her, hips coming down on her hers from behind, his hands covering her breasts, asking, "why are you still wearing this?" He leaned over her shoulder, loving the view of her breasts as they filled her DD bra.
"This is coming off now," he muttered into her neck as he pulled the low-cut tee up. He couldn't help himself, stopping to molest her nipples as the shirt caught on them.
His dick was pressing in to the crevice of her buttocks and Kara was starting to buck, gently as first, then harder. He pressed her into the bed, raising her upper body as the shirt came off and his hands massaged her breasts, lifting them out of the bra to fill his hands. He couldn't resist swooping in to suckle her nipples making her buck faster.
He wasn't sure who loved her breasts more, they made him so hot but he knew she adored them. Hell, looking at other women's tits got her hotter than any Chip-n-Dale magazine. Kara' moans were getting louder and he smiled, knowing she was going to cum before he even made it inside her.
Rocking his hips into hers from behind, he contemplated the way to get her off fastest. He wanted her to come and then slide into her, still wet and vibrating from her orgasm. Then she'd be cuming again. He grinned in anticipation, running his hands down her body, shoulders, sides, hip to thigh.
He slowed his rocking motion and felt her becoming restless. "Is this what you wanted?" he asked, pressing his dick against her with layers of clothes between them.
"Please, yes, don't stop," she cried.
Pulling her to her elbows, he came to rest completely on top of her, his legs bracketing hers, his arms coming up under her, pulling her face back alongside his. He whispered in her ear, "I want you to come for me, Kara," rocking into her as he kissed his way down her neck.
"Tell me what you like."
"This," she muttered, her body was already tensing.
"Do you want to keep this bra on?" he said. "I want to see your tits. I love watching them bounce."
"I love your hand on them, your eyes on them", she said, grabbing her own breast, caressing them. They were still supported but bouncing freely, she rubbed them against the sheets with each thrust forward, feeling the lust go straight to her clit.
He wanted them in his hands and he knew it would get her off faster if he got her naked. Quickly he undid her bra and grabbed her tits, resting his weight on his elbows and gripping them "oh," she said, burying her face in the pillow. Rocking on her clit and having his hands on her were pushing her over the edge.
He let go of her breasts to pull her head back up and towards him, holding her chin, he turned her to face him, finding her eyes unfocused and her mouth open in a pant, he kissed her passionately and then stopped all movement. Her gasp and protests he took with a sweet kiss. She began rocking of her own accord and he stopped her.
"Now, now," he said, "you are going to cum when I say so."
"Now" she said. Her eyes begging and her ass rising towards him, inviting him to take her.
"I want you naked first," he said. Pulling her in for a longer kiss, his other hand came down, tugging, pulling her pants to get them down to her knees and then her panties. Smiling into the kiss, he muttered "ah, I can feel how wet you are for me."
