He ran his tongue from my chin, then down under my chin, and then down to my neck. He rubbed both of my nipples with his thumbs, then lightly pinched them. He was moving his head closer to my naked breasts, and I felt a nervousness wash over my body; a fear of a man seeing me half naked. I noticed a tingling in my clit, and it felt good. His tongue had traveled down to my chest, and then to my left breast. He grabbed both of my breasts firmly, and slowly swirled his tongue around my left areola, then around the nipple several times.
I held the back of his skull in both of my hands, while I watched his mouth and tongue. He opened his mouth wide, with his tongue out, and took my nipple, and as much of my breast as he could fit, into his hot wet mouth, and sucked, then pulled back, freeing some of my breast, so that now he was sucking up to my areola, and he was swirling his tongue around my nipple, at the same time. It felt so good, that I arched my back, and threw my head back. His hips rose, and I could feel his hardness beneath me.
“That feels so good.”
He released my nipple from his mouth, letting it slide out from between his lips. I was getting turned on, watching him work on my nipple, and he was watching me watch him. I’d never seen my nipples so big before; the entire areola was hard, with the hard nipple at the tip, and they were so much darker than normal. He repeated everything the same way, to my right nipple. I arched my back again, he thrusted his hips up, and I felt his stiffness against my pussy. When he released my right nipple from between his lips, he pulled away from me, and he looked at my breasts.
“Yer so sexy, baby. I love how yer nipples look like chocolate kisses, when they’re hard like that.”
“I’ve never seen them so big, and hard like that… I’m sorry, but my legs are falling asleep.”
“Let’s lie down.”
I grabbed my tank top and bra that was still between us, and put them on the corner, at the foot of the bed, then crawled over to a pillow, and laid down. He removed his t-shirt, and I was thrilled with his physique. He had great muscle definition in his upper body; his arms, his pecs, his abs; even his back; traps, delts and lats. He wasn’t overly muscular like a professional body builder; he was just a big guy, with well-defined muscles. He obviously worked out. He tossed his t-shirt at the foot of the bed, and lay next to me, on his left side. I could see the hard-on he had, now that his groin wasn’t underneath me.
“Hey, the waist of my jeans is causin’ me some pain, um, down there, cuz it’s, eh, up here now. Do ya mind if I just open the top a lil’, to get some relief?”
I blushed and smiled at him. I could tell that he was trying very hard to be polite, and not embarrass me.
“It goes all the way up to your waist?”
“It goes up to the waist of my jeans. I’m usually not wearin’ pants when I have a hard-on.”
“Yeah, sure, it’s ok.”
He unbuttoned, and unzipped his jeans, and I saw the head of his cock sticking out of his briefs. It was way bigger than what I expected. I wondered if that was normal or was he just well endowed. I’d never seen one before on an adult, so I had no idea. I didn’t comment, because I didn’t want to seem like such a stupid little girl. He grabbed the front of his briefs, arched his back, and it disappeared under his underwear.
“Ahh, that’s so much better.”
“It’s really getting hot in here.”
“Yeah, it is. We could take off our pants, and leave our underwear on?”
“Nice try.”
“No, I’m serious; it’s just like wearin’ a swimsuit.”
“I guess, I’m just being modest. Okay.”
He took his off first, since they were already opened. He threw his on the floor, so after I removed mine, I tossed mine on the floor as well.
He shifted close to me, so our bodies were touching, and he ran the fingertips of his right hand on my throat.
“Where are yer tickle spots? Can I try to find them?”
“Okay, try.”
He lightly stroked my neck, just under my ear, and I giggled, and bent my neck to my shoulder. He ran his fingertips down my neck, then to my chest, then around the top of my left breast, then into my armpit. I squealed, and he laughed, because I’m very ticklish under my arms. He continued down my side, and when he got halfway to my hip, I squirmed, because that was another sensitive spot. He continued down to my hip, then my thigh, he reached down behind my knee, and that was another spot. He sat up, and continued down my calf, then my ankle, and then to my feet. As soon as he got to the bottom of my foot, I squealed again, and he laughed.
“I like to hear ya squeal like that.”
“Why?”
“Cuz it’s cute, as hell.”
He lay back down, and got even closer to me. I could feel his stiffness against my side. He touched the front of my panties softly.
“I like the lil’ rosebud on your panties.”
I grabbed his wrist with my left hand to pull it away, but it didn’t budge. He rested his hand on my mound and gave me a wayward looking grin. He hovered his mouth over mine, while he slowly licked around my mouth, on my lips. He licked into my open mouth, and I touched my tongue to his, and he pulled away. He leaned in to do it again, and when I stuck my tongue out to meet his, he pulled back again. He was teasing me. He leaned in again, and I went to give him my tongue, and he pulled away again. I was still holding onto to his wrist firmly, and he still hadn’t let me move it. I released his wrist, and his arm relaxed, and I grabbed him at the back of his neck, pulling him to me, and then he rewarded me with a deep kiss, and his tongue.
He caressed my outer labia with his fingertips, while we explored each other’s mouth, and tongue. He stopped right over my clit, and pressed in, until he could feel it under my panties. He gently rubbed in a circular motion with his middle finger. We were both breathing very heavily while we kissed, and I started trembling at the realization of what might soon follow. It was more than just fear; it was the adrenaline from the excitement. I felt that I was doing something wrong, but it felt so good, that I wasn’t interested in stopping.
I raised my hips slightly, in reaction to the arousal. He read that signal as a green light; he pulled my panties down, over my left hip, then over my right hip, down my left thigh, then down my right thigh, and straight down from my thighs. They didn’t come off completely, though; they were still wrapped around my left ankle. He didn’t bother with them anymore; they were no longer a hinderance to him. He returned his hand between my legs, and dipped his middle finger in between my outer labia, and ran it up toward my throbbing clit. I let out a long breathy moan and spread my legs.
“Oh, baby, yer so wet.”
He stopped kissing me, and just stared at me, while he slowly stroked my clit, alternating with soft and firm pressure. His finger glided over my clit, up and down, and in circles. My hips were writhing against his nimble finger; thrusting forward, then back when I arched my back. I bent, and raised my knees up, and spread my legs wider. He carefully slid his middle finger into my vagina, and slowly moved it, in and out, going in further, and further each time. His fingers were so much bigger than mine; thicker and longer. He was hitting spots inside my depths, that I never had before.
He used his thumb to rub, and stroke my clit, while he finger-fucked me. I grabbed onto his right forearm, this time to steady myself; I could feel his muscles flexing, from pleasuring me. I felt like I was on another plane; one where it was okay to be a sensual being, and share it with another person. Even when he took a nipple into his mouth, he never broke eye contact with me; I was in a trance.
“Yer so close to cumming, aren’t ya? Cum fer me, baby.”
“Oh, god…”
His nipple sucking evolved into love bites; my areola was behind his front teeth, and he clamped firm onto my breast, sucking hard, while tonguing my nipple. It hurt, but it also felt so good. I started to climax, and I put my feet on the mattress, but still had my knees bent, and my thrusts became more pronounced, as my orgasm built up. Every exhale was in the form of a breathy grunt.
When I came, I felt a wonderful, intense tingling all over my body, that radiated from my pussy, and my hips started to jerk forward. My clit became so sensitive, that I wanted to pull his hand away. I slid my hand down to his wrist to pull it away, but he was so strong. He rested his thumb on my clit, and slowed down on finger-fucking me, but his thumb would brush over my clit very lightly, which seemed to keep my orgasm alive.
“Shh, breathe… relax.”
His low growling voice was soothing, but also very sexy; it turned me on. He removed his hand from my pussy, and put his middle finger into his mouth, then slid it out.
“Oh fuck… lift up yer butt.”
I thought something was wrong, so I lifted my rear end up, and he lay on his stomach between my legs. He quickly slid his arms under my thighs, and wrapped his arms around them, bringing his hands around front to my pussy, and spread my outer labia with his fingertips.
“Yer pussy is so fuckin’ pretty.”
He pushed his mouth into my pussy, and licked from my hole, over my inner labia, and up to my clit. He circled over the hood with pressure.
“Oh… my god… oh, yeah.”
“Easy now; breathe deep. I want ya to relax, and ride this one out; make it last.”
He hardened his tongue, and flicked it over my engorged clit. He was moaning so low on his exhales, he sounded like a purring lion; I could feel it pulsating through my pussy, drumming across my hips, and vibrating in my abdomen. He sucked my clit deep into his mouth, and I couldn’t control my hips; I thrusted them up, shoving my pussy into his face, then arched my back, pulling it away, but he was attached to me, and moved with my every move.
“Oh, god… oh.”
He ran his tongue along my clit, while he had it sucked deep into his hot mouth. He was still watching me, my face; his growls told me what really got him going, whether it was how I moved my hips, or my moans, or just the expression of pure pleasure on my face. He reached up, and fondled my nipple, then with both hands, he grabbed and squeezed my breasts, massaging them while he had my clit trapped in his mouth. It seemed like over an hour he pleasured me with his mouth, and tongue.
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