His jaw trembled slightly, and it took a few attempts for him to mutter a weak reply, "H... he... hello."
The woman rose slowly to her feet and stepped toward him, close enough to kiss him gently on his cheek. He let out a heavy, ragged breath at the sensation of her warm, soft lips. She hovered there, with her face close to his, "You're nervous."
He tried unsuccessfully to swallow the lump in his throat, "I'm... I... It's... been a long long time."
She nodded slightly and kissed his cheek once more, "It's Ok, Sweetie." She reached down and took hold of his trembling hand. His eyes glanced in that direction as he tried to process the unfamiliar sensation of their fingers intertwined. She pulled lightly on his hand, guiding him toward the chair. She led him to stand with the back of his legs pressed against the cushion, then she reached up to caress his cheek, "I just want you to relax." Her sweet voice was indescribably soothing as she reassured him, "You have me all night and I'm not in any hurry at all." Still moving delicately, she unhooked the top button of his dress shirt and leaned in to place a tender kiss on the skin she'd just exposed. Then, she looked him in the eyes once more, "Just let me take care of you. Ok, Sweetie?"
He managed a small nod of his head as she undid the next button and kissed his chest. She slowly and methodically worked her way down his shirt, placing a new kiss on his skin with each button she opened. When she was down to his naval, he willed himself to reach up and run his fingers through her hair. She tilted her head to look up at him, long eyelashes fluttering with an expression that seemed like pure adoration. He smiled dreamily and stroked her perfect hair once more while she returned to finishing his buttons.
The woman's movements were steady, unhurried as she unclasped his belt and lowered his zipper. Jay's jaw clenched again and another shudder ran through him as his trousers came undone. She locked eyes with him as she let them drop to the floor.
She placed her hands on the outside of his thighs, pressing her palms against him through the fabric of his boxer briefs. She moved those hands in unison to the front of his thighs then up between them. She cradled the growing bulge, and he could see that she was smiling at the feel of it. Her hands slid backward to the cheeks of his butt. She held him there a moment, feeling his cheeks flex automatically at her touch, before she slipped her fingers beneath the elastic band and pulled them down. His cock, uncontainably excited, sprang toward her the moment it was freed. "Sit down, Love," she encouraged him.
He sat and watched her kneel on the soft carpet. Her hands lovingly caressed his bare thighs, showing him the most tender affection with each touch. She rubbed his legs in rhythmic circles, each time moving higher and higher toward his standing erection. Before long, her fingertips were stroking up and down his shaft. He pulsed and throbbed with eager pleasure. Every sensation was intense and sweet. She let her fingertips play with him a while before she leaned close and kissed him lightly on the head of his cock. The tone of his skin was a stark contrast to the red of her lipstick. She lowered her head enough to envelop his head completely. Her tongue moved methodically back and forth along the underside. Jay's hands gripped the arms of the padded chair. He'd been in women's mouths before but this was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. His jaw hung open and trembled as he felt her. She lowered her mouth a little more, taking more of his shaft in, but then she hovered in place. Her head wasn't bobbing or bouncing. She wasn't trying to put on a porn show. She was making him feel good, and she was incredibly skilled at it.
Her tongue moved steadily back and forth along the ridges of his cock, back and forth. He continuously let out sighs of pleasure while breathing deeply. He could feel the sensations gradually rising, his thrilled excitement growing and building. Some part of his brain knew that he was going to climax soon, and that the polite thing to do was to warn her in case she wanted to pull away, but somehow he couldn't bring himself to speak.
As his pleasure rose to a crescendo, he gasped powerfully. He felt his cock throbbing inside of her warm mouth. Her eyes locked with his, but she never pulled away, never moved at all. He felt her sucking steadily on him as he began to gush for her. She swallowed every drop, seeming not the least bothered at all.
His body was trembling slightly from the intense moment. While she didn't let him go, she also understood how sensitive the swollen head of his cock would be, so she didn't lick him more. Her mouth and tongue relaxed, keeping his cock enveloped in warm moisture.
Jay's body began to calm down. He reached out to caress her cheek running fingers through her hair. Ever so slightly, she tilted her head, leaning into his sweet touch. He was completely unaware of time in that moment, completely unaware of anything else in the entire world except for the beautiful woman who held him in her mouth. Eventually, however, he did begin to grow soft. She relaxed her jaw a little more and let him slide out of her mouth. She looked up at him with those gorgeous eyes and rested her head against his bare thigh.
Hesitating, he tapped his leg, a little higher than her head, "Will you... sit with me?"
"Of course," she answered and rose to her feet. She stood between his spread legs and sat down on his lap. He could feel the silky fabric of her robe, the only thing separating her skin from his own. His arm wrapped around her, gently pulling her to lean against his torso. She ran her hand up and down the length of his arm, affectionately caressing him. He found his fingers exploring the silk fabric, but mostly resting on the small of her back.
The embrace was quiet. Jay felt no need to speak and the beautiful woman followed his lead. He held her body close to him. In the beginning, he was calm. The nearness of her felt sweet and soothing. It was a while before some of his energy began to return, but in time, he did feel cock grow hard once more.
He placed a hand on the woman's bare knee, the one closest to him and he gently pulled her in closer, so his erection pressed against her thigh. She smiled warmly and reached her hand up to cradle his cheek, "Come over to the bed, Handsome. Lay face down."
She stood up, allowing him to obey. He lay down on the fluffy white bedspread, his arms crossed beneath the pillow that supported his head. The woman walked to the nightstand, where she'd already been warming a bottle of massage oil. A slight moan escaped his lips as her soft palms, slick with moisture touched his back.
She spent a few minutes here, touching him lightly, without much pressure. She made her way lower, gliding over the cheeks of his butt so she could caress the muscles of his legs. She didn't miss an inch of him. His erection had gone down as he relaxed into her tender touch, but then she gave her true focus to his backside.
The oil helped her part his cheeks easily. Her fingertips slid between them and began to stroke his tight anus. His muscles clenched hard, squeezing her fingers with the intense pleasure he felt. She kept one hand there as the other slid lower. She cradled his balls, and his cock began to press down into the bed. She ran the very edge of her fingertips along the bottom of his throbbing shaft. His breath now came out in hot bursts onto the pillow.
He was practically whimpering in want of her, in need of her to keep going, but instead she suddenly pulled away from him. He couldn't keep the small gasp from escaping his lips now that he was without her touch. It was only mere seconds, however, before a warm towel made contact with the skin of his back. Evidently, she'd brought something with her to keep towels warm and ready. He hadn't noticed it, but in fairness, he'd been unaware of anything else in the room aside from this beautiful woman who was so generous with her affection.
She was thorough in cleaning the oil from his back. Once he was fully dry, she leaned down, letting her soft hair drape across his shoulder, and whispered, "Turn over, Sweetheart." Jay complied willingly, feeling the soft white blankets against his warm skin. He stared with adoration at the gorgeous woman standing beside the bed. Even though her red robe did nothing to hide her body from him, there was so something magnificent about the slow and sensuous way she undid the sash. His cock stood proudly at attention as the fabric fell silently to the floor.
The woman climbed onto the bed, placing her knees on either side of his torso. Eagerly, he grabbed ahold of her waist and held her as she lowered her body onto his throbbing manhood. He gasped aloud, his eyes were the size of the moon as he felt the moist heat of her body surrounding him, enveloping him in pleasure. He grin was genuine when she reacted to the feel of him dancing inside of her.
She placed her tender hands on his chest and began to ride him, moving her hips up and down with perfect rhythm. Everything about this was perfect. He clung to her as he felt the blissful friction against his shaft and head. They didn't make love for very long. He couldn't have held back his orgasm if he'd tried. The waves of pleasure rocked through him and his cock gushed into her body. She was smiling down at him, clenching the muscles of her body to milk him. His head leaned back against the pillow and he exhaled pure ecstasy.
The woman leaned in closer, embracing him sweetly. His arms wrapped around her bare torso, desperately clinging to her. For a while, he was still hard enough to stay inside her, so she lay there with her lips around him, occasionally squeezing him to send another small jolt of sensation through his body. Inevitably, however, he did grow soft and his cock slowly slid out from the lips of her sex.
She pushed herself up enough to look him in the eyes and stroke his cheek. "How do you feel, Honey?" He beautiful face, framed by her hair that draped down toward him, gave her the appearance of angel.
