Stroking and touching she licked his shaft and gently fondled his balls. She folded his cock against his stomach and licked in long, slow motion from his balls to the tip of his cock. He was in heaven and closed his eyes to relax. She increased her motions and movements and he realized that his release was close. His pleas for her to slow down went unanswered and he knew that she meant to bring him off in this fashion. She quickened her pace bobbing her head up and down the length of his shaft until he could take no more. His muscles tensed and his back arched as his load erupted into her mouth. Her movements never slowed and she showed no signs of slowing as his cock emptied itself.
Fearing that after this release he may not be able to fully satisfy his lover, he determined to do his best to grant her a release from his oral attention. Placing her on the couch as she had done for him, his kisses progressed from her mouth, to her neck, and down to her nipples. He marveled at the sight of her erect nipples and the slight shadows they cast. Her breasts were so perfect and welcoming to him - a safe place yet he knew that his encircling licks were having the desire effects. His attention went further down her body. His hands tracing her waist as his wet kisses were now on her stomach. Down he went until teasingly he skipped past her wet lips to the inner portion of her right thigh. His long slow lick up her thigh brought a moan and her hands to the back of his head guiding and encouraging his movements. Upon reaching her lips, he repositioned himself to place her legs over his shoulders. Kissing lightly for a brief second he savored her smell and her texture. His tongue extends to trace the outside of her smoothly shaven lips. He paused at the smooth spot below her opening to lick as his nose touched and slightly parted her lips. Her moans and writhing told him that her passion was building and he knew that she would want his tongue on her clit. In a sensual upward motion of his tongue he gently parted her lips then circled her clit. At last grinding on it with his tongue alternately sucking it and circling it. This motion was apparently too much for her and her legs pressed down on him as her muscles tensed in the throughs of passion. A new sound she made – not a scream, not a yell – the language of passion. Her release thrilled him and he did not slow his attention on her swollen clit. God this was so good he thought – her tastes, her smell, her texture – he was lost in the sensations.
He rose and with her legs still over his shoulders rubbed his swollen cock along the lips of her pussy – not really entering her, but parting her lips with his cockhead. He let his cock slip from her lips and slide up across her swollen clit before returning it to her lips. Repeating this several times seemed to tease her and she looked full in his eyes as she told him that she wanted him. He parted her lips and pushed himself fully inside with no resistance at all – so excited was she. His pace was slow and deliberate with long, slow action – pulling out until the head was visible then plunging deeply again. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she clinched him closer with her heels. His pelvis ground against hers and he could feel her pelvic bone. Looking her in the eye, his peripheral vision could she her breasts heave with each of his thrusts. Her eyes were focused on him and him alone. The passion rose for each of them – his arms tensed, her breathing was quick yet she seemed to hold her breath. One last deep plunge as he arched his back – holding it there, her subtle pelvic movements the only motion. The moans and sighs, the grunts and strain were the sounds of passion. Those sounds reached a peak then subsided into quiet.
Muscles relaxed, breathing returned to normal they embraced – kissing again. He rolled over – still inside her – so that she lay on top of him. Her head on his shoulder he caressed her until both drifted off to sleep, contented as never before.
