You feel my fingers move over your heat and another sharp pang of pleasure shoots up your body. Your lungs inhale sharply as my fingers spread your labia open.
You relax your legs, allowing my fingers to explore you. Another shot of heat rises through your body as I move up your shape and find your clitoris hidden under your hood. My fingers moisten it with your lubrication, making it easy to glide over you, the burning desire within you, arching your back again as you take hold of the spindle of the staircase, pulling yourself up a little higher. The pleasure builds as my fingers start to circle your clitoris, your body reacting by pressing your boobs higher into the air, my fingers catching one and playing with your nipple as I flick your clit faster. I have a hunger to taste you.
I move to kneel on the lowest step, and my fingers start moving faster over your clitoris, rubbing it over your shape, occasionally moving my fingers down your labia but always returning to your clitoris. You feel it grow as I play, your labia growing puffy as the sensation moves to the end of a million nerve endings over your body.
Your left leg is bent at the knee, I lean down and kiss it, moving to your inner thigh. Every kiss moves closer until I am so close that I can feel your heat. I let my tongue move out and press against the centre of your clitoris, my fat tongue opening your lips as I taste your sweetness. You remind me of vanilla cream, which forces me to lap at you hungrily. I suck your lips into my mouth before releasing it slowly. I move up your shape with my tongue to find your clitoris, flicking it as I feel you grind against me, your body raising to meet my tongue.
Moving faster over your shape, you feel your pea growing at my touch, the sensation of my tongue on your clitoris making your fingers scrunch my hair and pulling me against you tightly, your pelvis grinding against me as I flick and suck your clit. Your pleasure heightened as my fingers goose-step up the inner thigh of your leg. The two fingers are converging at your entrance and patting it softly. Your vagina muscles puckering at the tap, desperately trying to suck my fingers into you. A deep hard suck of your clitoris into my mouth makes you gasp and arch your back, a wave of pleasure moving up your body and burring itself in the centre of your mind.
At the apex of your arch, your nipples gloriously pressed skywards like tight cherries on a bun, you gasp once more as you are up, as you feel my fingers pressing onto the entrance of your vagina. The constant pressure against your tight wet hole forces it to concede its defences, and my fingers slide into you. I feel your heat envelope the wet safety of your body, allowing me to slide my fingers into you in one long push. Your so wet, it's impressive how easy I can move inside you. Feeling my palms against your mound, you sense my fingers curl up inside you, a gentle tap on the roof of your cervix. As my mouth sucks your clitoris, the soft rhythmic tapping on the top of your pussy sends your body arching back on the hard corner of the stair rung. Your fingers grip on the spindle tightening, and you pull yourself up the stairs a little, trying to escape the barrage on your senses for one moment.
I don't stop my fingers pressing in and out of you as my tongue dances on your clitoris. Moving faster on your clitoris with my tongue and your vagina with my fingers, you fight the temptation to close your legs. Resisting the urge, you open them wider, allowing me to move my digits into you quicker and faster. Every thrust in you feels my return to the roof of your vagina and tapping you softly. My fingers are pressing myself against the source of your heat, coaxing your G-spot to appear to form its hiding place.
You feel your body start to tighten around me, your leg muscles contracting about me as you grind against my tongue. My fingers are moving in and out faster as I feel your body start to shudder. Your clitoris is growing fat and large, pulsing on my tongue as you begin to push against me with every thrust of my finger. Your vagina muscles tighten around my fingers as you moan somewhere above me. Your moans are growing louder as I let my fingers fuck you. My tongue is dancing so hard and fast I can taste how close you are to climax. When it comes, your whole body shudders around me. You feel it tighten into a ball before the ultimate release explodes and releases your muscles in a glorious loud climax.
I try and move out of your vagina, but your muscles are so tight they hold me in you as your scream, the blaze of heat engulfs you. Finally, your mind clears and goes blank as I move out and cup your mound. You are feeling its pulse in my palm as I move up your body and wrap my other hand around you.
I kiss your sweat-strewn face, your eyes, your lips, and as I do, I press my fingers against your shape. I feel you quiver in my palm, your shallow breath on my neck as you start to come down. I let my fingertips snag your clitoris one last time, sending an aftershock up your body. Cupping your palpitating bundle, I kiss your lips softly. Your taste in my mouth brings a smile to my face as I look into your eyes.
Your arms are hanging loosely at your side; my cock straining against my trousers. Coyly you raise your eyebrow and bite the right side of your lower lip. Your hand reaches out and runs itself over my shape, feeling it extend down my right leg. Your fingers are pinching my tip as you look at my eyes.
"Is this for me?" you ask with a flash of your eyelids.
Feeling your hands moving up and down my shape more vigorously, I lean in to kiss your lips once more. Your tongue moves into my mouth as we kiss, sending a pulse over our bodies.
You find your fingers fumbling with my belt, the buttons popping as you pull the fly apart. My trousers billow open as you slide your fingers into the void. Your fingers move down my trouser leg and cup my shape before digging it out from the confines of my trouser leg. The shiny helmet appears out of my trousers as your palm presses into the underside of my dick. You feel its size as you wrap your fingers around its circumference and gently pull it up and down in your hand. You feel me thrust against your hands as you play. My kisses on your neck are full of desire. The faster you jerk, the more I respond with kisses, nibbles and bites to your neck, my hands moving to cup your boobs as you play. Your toes fight to find some purchase on my trousers, and as they find the gusset of my trousers, you straighten your leg sliding them down over my giant thighs.
The pulses of my cock in your hand as you play with me. Clumsily I shuffle out of my trousers, my body contorting as I have to step up to get my pants over my ankles. The stance gives you a moment to move down between my body and the stairs. As your head inches towards my spear, you notice the pre-cum glistening on my helmet. Your tongue flicks and savours my end, the salty tip making your mouth drool a little as you lap it again. Your lips close around the apex of my cock as you suck my tip like a pacifier. My body groans as I feel you on me, my muscles tighten, and I feel the tickle of your tongue. It sends shivers up my spine. As you suck me, your fingers play with your clitoris. Having recovered from your previous climax, the tingle of your touch makes you bob faster on my cock. You feel me move back and forth in your mouth as you suck. As you circle your clitoris a little more quickly, you feel droplets of water emerging between your labia, the wetness allowing you to glide over your shape as you flick it faster. The shudders moving to the extremes of your body feel like palpitations of pleasure, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation of the next.
Your lips move down my shaft, your tongue feeling every vein pumping blood to my cock. Your head shakes side to side as you feel the hilt press against your lips. The thick girth and length are making you gag momentarily before you pull back up, pressing your lips tightly together as you go. Your touches, coupled with my desire, build a craving deep inside you. Your vagina is craving to be filled, aching to sense the thrusting penetration of a hard cock moving into you and setting your soul on fire. You find yourself fidgeting, your body turns your back against my front, and with your arms, you climb the rungs of the stairs up towards the bedroom.
As I watch you crawl up the stairs, I have no intention of letting you go. My burning desire to have you can't wait to get into the bedroom. Grasping your ankles with my hands, I stop your ascent of the stairs. Spreading your legs open, I slide between them. I can smell your wet pussy as I let the kiss move over your bum, my tongue tracing your spine up to the crook of your neck, where I bite your skin between my teeth. The sensation of being chased and caught up the stairs sends another explosive wave of pleasure over your body. Your cervix pulses inside you as I cup your boob with my left hand. My fingers are making tidy work of arousing your nipple, your bottom pressing against my hard cock as I play. Your body pushing back against me leave a small gap for my right hand to slide in and circle your clitoris. Moving slowly over you, you feel my fingers move down your labia and spread your lips. My fingers tip, pressing into your vagina and using your wetness as lubrication, ensuring you are wet enough to take me in.
My cocks tip moves to your entrance from behind. My fingers guide me to your opening, and I press myself into you. Your arse pushes back against me. You feel the tip press between your velvet lips. Like an unstoppable tsunami of pleasure, you feel every vein, every pulse of my cock as it moves into your depths in one long thrust. Your body gasps at the sensation of the girth spreading your lips as it passes your tight muscles that pose no threat of stopping this barrage. As you feel me stop my motions in my balls, squish against your skin. Your vacuous design is filled as you feel me start to rhythmically slide in and out of your pussy. My cock bears down against your vagina, my balls slapping against your skin as I move faster and faster in and out of you. My left fingers are still cupping and rolling your nipple as I glide into you. The sensation is sending another wave of pleasure over your body. Heat is rising in you as I feel you press back on me, thrusting to meet my cock as it moves into you.
