When I returned to her I kissed her lips hard with a lot of excitement. "Softer and smaller, please," she whispered. I smirked and slowed down. My fingers ran down her shoulders. I felt the soft skin along the back of her arms. The tips of my fingers skimmed up her hip bones over the outside of her breasts to her the chest area. I moved in a circular motion around the outside of her breasts tenderly before laying two of my fingers on her right nipple and gently kissing her left. I switched back and forth for several minutes listening to her breath quicken. My lips hit her left nipple again and I slid my right hand down between her legs and slipped my fingers from the bottom of the opening of her vagina to her clit several times spreading her wetness. Her mouth was open and her lips were dry from panting. I couldn't help but smile.
I withdrew my hand and walked around behind her letting my fingers trail around her hips to her ass. I pressed my body up behind her, slid my hands back up to cover her breasts. Here breasts were exactly a handful. I clung to them tightly and rubbed my thumbs over the nipples. She bent forward a bit in response. I pushed her long brown hair to the side with my left hand, and I began kissing the back of her neck. Her ass began to wiggle and push into the erection pressed against my jeans. I groaned in response.
"Gorgeous?" she panted.
"Yes," I said.
"Stand up and let go for a minute, please."
I let go, and she turned around. "Let me touch you," she said.
I took her hands in mind and put them on my chest. "Thank you," she responded. Her long fingertips moved to my neck and then to the back of my head. It felt like a massage as she ran her fingers through my hair. It was just starting to curl and reminded me that I needed a haircut. I watched the expression of concentration on her face as she continued to explore. Her fingers moved to my ears and her thumbs rubbed from the top of my ears down to my lobes. Then she rested her fingers against my cheeks and folded them down to trace my lips before she kissed me ever so sweetly.
She rested her hands on my shoulders before finding the buttons to my polo shirt and unbuttoning them as if nothing was covering her eyes. Her hands rushed under my shirt and lifted it up. I raised my hands to help her as she pushed onto her tippy toes to try and reach the shirt high enough to pull it over my head. Completely naked, without any heels on, her head only came to the mid part of my chest. It was – adorable.
I figured she would go for my pants next, but instead, she followed her hands down to my feet and onto her knees and placed her right hand at the back of my ankle to remove my sock. I did my best to balance as she pulled the right one off and then the left one. She folded forward and kissed the inside of the back area of my arches and made her way forward to the base of my big toe.
She crawled around behind me, placed her fingertips on the outsides of my calves and then stood slowly raising them up over my legs, across my lower back, tickling me, up to my shoulders, under my armpits and down the front of my chest to the front of my pants. She masterfully undid my belt, button and zipper.
I loved feeling her everywhere. She was so gentle, so incredibly soft and it took a lot of self-control on my behalf to stand there and be patient. It was a sweet kind of torture.
She stayed behind me and pushed her hands flat against my hips and slid them down into the back of my jeans. She was over my underwear, but her hands bent to match the curve of my ass. She got a good feel. Then she pulled up the bottom edges of my boxer briefs, so she could feel the back of my thighs.
Not yet satisfied, she rolled her hands to the front of my waist and slid her hands under my underwear in the front. Her warm fingers gently explored the sides of my penis and my inner thighs. I let out a sigh of contentment. "I thought you were the one needing some special attention," I said.
Her right hand gripped my penis and rubbed from base to tip with mounting vigor as her left hand found its way back into the rear of my pants and between my legs. She wrapped her fingers over my balls and tugged. My breath quickened. I didn't care that she hadn't responded. My eyes were rolling back into my head with pleasure.
"You have no idea how much I'm enjoying this," she finally said. Her hands abruptly stopped moving and grasped the sides of my pants pulling them and my underwear over my erection to the floor. I stepped out of them carefully. She scampered to the front of me, kneeled and began sucking me. Her hands slid up the front of my thighs, and she leaned forward to take me to the back of her throat. "Aaahhhh," I moaned. "Ooohhhh. Jesus." For 10 minutes she's bring me to the edge and the back off.
Finally, she slid her mouth off of my penis and sat back on her legs staring up at me. Her face was covered in delight. For her the giving of pleasure somehow made her feel more comfortable receiving pleasure. I leaned down, took her hand and pulled her up into a standing position. My right clutched her hair and pulled her head back so I could ravish her mouth. That was enough foreplay. I directed us to the bedroom.
She lay down in the middle of the bed, and I slid my body up over hers. Her legs wrapped around the my core and our lips crashed together. I kept myself balanced so not to crush her under my body weight, but her hands pushed down on the small of my back.
"In, in, in," she demanded. My erection rested against her opening and then I pulled it away. Her hips pushed against mine and frustration filled her face. "In, in, in --- Please," she begged.
I smiled and pushed myself up and into her. We began moving back and forth in a decent rhythm. I opened my eyes and suddenly hated that she was wearing the mask. My thumbs pushed it off of her eyes and over her forehead. Her eyelids sprung open. Her face was full of affection and excitement.
I rolled over onto my back, and she crawled on top of me. She kept her feet flat against the bed, lowered herself onto my penis and leaned backward with her hands resting on my thighs. I propped my head up on the pillow and enjoyed the view of her slowly moving her body up and down. I licked my fingers and reached forward to rub her clit. She responded immediately by quickening her pace as much as possible. I used the other hand to play with her nipple. Minutes later, her muscles began contracting and she wriggled around on top of me calling my name as she road me through her orgasm.
