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Eager Moments
Eager Moments . . .by mdg._
Her hands tugging at his belt, pulling his shirt out and sliding her hands up to caress his torso. And then, the look. That point when they knew, if only for that moment in time, that they both wanted the same thing more than anything else in the world.
She could hold back no longer. His hand moved inside her top as she wished he would, caressing her breasts, his hand creeping slowly over her skin, teasing the underside of her breast before moving, achingly slowly, to her hard nipples. She moaned as she felt him touch her; first stroking, then rubbing the ball of his thumb over her pert flesh, then pinching, getting harder as she squirmed at his touch. His other hand moved between her thighs, pushing her clothes aside to feel the wetness from within her. As his finger slid over her clit, slicking her juices over it, she felt him bending to take her nipple in his mouth, one hand sliding down to plunge into her sweet pussy.
She shook at his touch, eager for more, eager to be filled, but slowly he moved. His hand moved skilfully over her, teasing, playing, making her groan. She was pushing against him, wanting, yearning, sighing but still, he waited. She was shaking with desire, begging him with all but words to take he higher. He teased. Her muscles were twitching involuntarily. Her mind was devoid of thought. It was sensation and nothing more.
And then, finally, his fingers were inside her, as her own fingers pressed into her wetness. She wanted to feel more but it was too desperate, too urgent for her to not.
He kissed down her body, tongue flicking over her skin; over her breasts, stomach, thighs until he reached her wetness and his tongue darted out to taste her; fleeting, teasing, tempting, making her arch towards him in lust.
She continued to fondle his cock through his jeans , feeling the heat, the swelling, the hard/soft sensation of his cock to her hand. Her mind was his. He was aching with lust now. She undid his fly and took him into her hand, loving the way he pulsed at her touch. She could smell him in the air but she wanted to taste him. As she ducked to take him in her mouth, he groaned, signaling how much he loved the way her tongue flicked over him, savoring the taste of the arousal she'd created. He pushed her back, clearly tempted to let her take things to their natural conclusion but no. As he bent over her and kissed her hard, sliding himself inside her in one move, she lost herself completely.
and then that evening,
He rolled her over and began to fondle and finger her totally bald dripping pussy. Kneading the flesh of her swollen pussy lips, probing deep inside, fingers searching, digging. Her back arched as he spread the soft flesh from around her clit, teasing all around the now erect exposed, so sensitive flesh. Her thighs twitching, all the sensual nerves exposed. He spread her legs even wider, fingering deep within her now flowing pussy. Each stroke in and out with fingers passing over her clit. Playing with fingers between her pussy and her clit, heating her up for what has next to come. He did not want her cumming yet, no orgasm for her yet. Her pussy so hot and dripping, but now to get her lips around his cock, and suck it to that stiff, hard, throbbing erection she needs so deeply in her hot, wet pussy. Her lips and tongue now sucking the contours, licking the rising shaft. One thought in her mind, to bring this cock to all it glory, and soon it will slide into her aching pussy and “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me” and then she'll suck and lick and suck on it again and get it harder than before, and then demand it fuck her once again. To impale herself upon this hardened cock, and have it as she wish, she sucks it with all her lust, devouring it to give her what she needs, this stiff hard cock deep and penetrating her aching pussy, pounding naked flesh to wet naked flesh. Can you feel it now deep inside you, hot, wet throbbing cock? Legs spread wide, pushing deep, and deeper. If you want some more, then come here and suck on it again, and if you want more, than get it hard. It's limp right now from fucking you again, but gladly fuck and play with your pussy again, but those hot, licking, sucking lips can make it worthy again. So here I sit, your sweet naked body before me, have you got the energy to suck on it again? Do you want to feel this hard cock inside you again? Then come here and let me see you do what you can. It feels so good, your hot, wet, sucking lips around my cock, I can feel it getting hard again, but don't stop yet, and her thoughts, just get this thing hard, the more and better she sucks this throbbing cock, ……”ooohh fuck me, fuck me, fffuuuckkkk meeeee, harder”,
and more yet to come,
She now writhed under his loving touch, unsure of which part of her body to raise for him. Her whole body was on fire as he sucked and fingered her to the verge of orgasm. She could feel it building again and hoped this time he'd allow it to overtake her. Again he took his hand away just before the wave crashed over her. She let out a cry, she was so in need of release. He moved up and began kissing her she tried to roll onto him but he held her fast until she calmed a little. He needed to taste her pussy but he had to let her body calm because he didn't want her cumming too soon.
When she had calmed enough, he moved between her fleshy thighs, wrapped an arm around each and buried his face in her musty sweetness. Her scent was meshed with the vanilla from the oil, that only fueled his desire to eat her forever. His tongue teased over her mound, then dipping into her slit until he felt her try to raise to his mouth. He raised her hips and spread her lips so he could lap at her succulent juices. He licked and sucked as he tongued her juices from her making more and more as he went. He would let his tongue graze over her thighs and by her movements, he could tell she was enjoying it.
He raised her further and used his fingers to stroke her clit and pussy while he tongued her in earnest. Her juices dripped down onto his tongue as he licked her. When he felt, it was just right he went back to her pussy licking and sucking until her wave crested and she quaked with the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. When she had calmed under his tongue he lowered here hips, crawled back up her body, and began kissing her breasts.
After recovering from this orgasm, she pulled his lips from hers and began kissing down his body. She proceeded to kiss, lick, nibble and suck her way to his nipples as her hands explored his body. She dipped her head between nipples as her hand, beginning at the base began stroking his again rigid cock. She sat up a bit and took the bottle of oil in her hand and allowed a few drops to dribble over the swollen head of his cock watching as they rolled down to her hand. She stroked the oil in with one hand as the other worked oil over his balls and down along his thighs, teasing it as she passed her hands. He bucked his hips trying to lead her mouth to his cock that cried to be sucked. Finally, she lowered her mouth to the swollen head. Her tongue darted out deftly removing the beads of pre-cum that were forming.
Now it was her turn as she crawled between his legs, one hand stroked his cock while the other played with his balls. Slowly she lowered her head and her lips began to spread over the purple head engulfing it. Her warm wet mouth traveled down the shaft as her tongue licked. She licked and sucked at the same time as her head bobbed up and down his hard cock. Her fingers teased his balls. Each bob would take her further and further down his shaft. His cock deep in her throat she sucked him deeper, he moaned. She continued to bob up and down until she could feel his balls begin to draw back in near orgasm. She sucked one final time and moved back up beside him.
She could wait no longer she needed him inside her and she began to lower herself down his shaft. She rose up and down on him slowly the torture was more pleasure than he could stand and he rolled her over. Her velvety pussy took him deeply, enveloping him, caressing him with her inner muscles. He could feel her getting wetter and wetter. He kept his strokes deep and slow lingering in the feel of her. He loved the feeling of her writhing under him. The feel of her swaying, pushing, rolling desiring hips and thighs.
That not be parted
In silence and tears,
Nor broken-hearted,
Or sever for years.
Then not to lust in vain
To be without is greater pain
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