Sometimes you have to grab from life what you can in small slices of pleasure.
He watched his hand slide slowly over her soft, sweat slicked skin, the pulse beneath it beating hard in tandem along with his own pounding pulse, and his fingers splayed wide as he swept his hand down, over the curve of her breast, down, slowly down, until he felt the hard tight rigid pebble of her nipple against his palm. Cupping and squeezing gently, he heard her moan in his ear and then the nails of her fingers sweep down his naked back, raking at the tightly bunched muscles covered by his own sweat slicked skin.
Inhaling deeply, her musky scent filled his head, and with his mouth, lips hot and hard, he sucked at the side of her neck as his fingertips moved to pinch the dark, blood infused nipple.
Her body arched upwards and she panted, legs moving restlessly beneath him. Her hand moved up to cup the back of his head, fingers threading through his dark black hair, pulling his head down, trying to get him to put the sensitive bud into his mouth.
He moved his thigh between her thighs, rubbing his hair roughened leg against her hot throbbing damp apex. Her fingers clenched against his skull, her head bent forward, her own small teeth biting down on his shoulder where it was most sensitive, and then he heard her beg, "Please......more.....please."
Softly he whispered in her ear, his breath warm and arousing, "Baby want it......want it hard?"
He felt her tug at his head, her thighs squeezed tight against his own thigh, a restless begging, "Yessss.....now......I need it now....."
His hand slowly moved down leaving her breast, moving towards what she wanted. His mouth replaced his fingers, the warm wet cavern of his mouth closing over the yearning teat, sucking, then his tongue teasing it, back and forth before he suddenly bit down hard making her cry out, not in pain, but in pleasure.
Hand moving down further, over the gentle roundness of her belly, over the mound of her womanhood, he cupped her sex, his middle finger rubbing gently the wet hard point between the folds, then flicking with his nail, once, twice and then again. She bucked, and moaned, and he sucked hard on her breast as his finger worked her.
Reaching up and grabbing at the metal struts of the old brass headboard she held on, head thrown back, legs open wide as the pleasure coursed through her body, lost in a mass of sensation as his mouth moved to her other breast, his teeth closing over the other nipple, biting down and flicking with the tip of his tongue causing an almost electrical charge to rush down from her breasts, down to where her pulsing, throbbing clitoris was being played.
Hot dark eyes watched her straining arching breasts being offered up, his saliva coating the dark swollen buds, and he felt the muscles in his belly tense even tighter, the blood coursing into his penis, the hard throbbing need pool there, and then he moved down, mouth and tongue lapping at her salty glistening skin, occasionally nipping with his teeth, until he reach her navel where his tongue swirled into the indentation, the musky smell of her sex growing stronger with every breath he took, filling up his head and his mind.
Her hands left the bedstead where she had been gripping tightly and rushed to push at his head, urging him down as she lifted up her hips, soft mewing sounds emitting from her in anticipation. Slowly his head moved on until she felt the first hot swirl of his wet tongue over her clit. A finger thrusted up into her needy hole, her own fingers clutching in his hair she shouted out as the first wave of orgasm hit her.
He rose over her, his body tight and ready, hands placed each side of her head and looking down at her, his blue eyes gazing into her wide pleasure laden green eyes, he slowly entered her, his rock hard prick filling her up, sliding into the slickly wet, pulsing, grabbing opening. Teeth gritted he settled in and held his position, savouring the feeling of being surrounded by her, of the tight hot fit of her, and then he moved his hips, slowly back, almost withdrawing from her, and then thrusting down hard and deep, making her scream out with delirious delight. Her knees rose up, bent, and he felt her legs wrap tight around him, her heels pressing down on his buttocks, and he repeated the move, slowly withdrawing and then plunging deep and hard, again, and again and again. Slow, deep, hard and measured, he rode her.
Watching as her head rocked from side to side, eyes wide and unseeing in her rise to orgasm, he looked down between their joined bodies watching as his strong movements into her made her breasts jiggle, dark rose nipples pointing high on the firm moving mounds.
Picking up speed he moved inside her, the feel of her muscles holding and rubbing him, pulling at him, feeling like heaven. His balls tightening he threw back his head, teeth bared and growled deep in his chest as his frantic thrusting increased, mindless of anything but the pull of the tension about to explode.
"Deeper........deeper...." he heard her beg and he shifted slightly, his hand leaving the bed where it supported him to place his arm hooked under one of her knees and pushed it up towards her shoulder to open her up a little and he banged away feeling the tip of his cock hit the bottom of her cervix, a blunt bump as each thrust bottomed out inside of her.
He heard her shout of satisfaction just as his own explosion of come erupted from deep down inside of him, filling her up. A few more thrusts and he collapsed on top of her, exhausted and limp, every muscle in his body quivering from effort and pleasure.
After a while he became aware of her heated body under him, her fingers stroking his back, the sounds of the traffic coming through the open window along with a slight breeze that cooled his heated skin. Turning his head to the left he kissed her hair where is lay damp against her head, a soft shiny silky brown, all damp curls.
"You ok?"
