I slipped my hand between her legs and began to stroke the soft skin of her inner thighs, all the while kissing her lips and throat. Moving upward my fingers reached the damp cotton of Rachel’s panties. I kissed the hollow at the base of her throat and ran the tips of my fingers over the wetness. I felt, rather than heard, her moan. Slightly increasing the pressure, I gently pushed the cotton between her labia. Soon I was able to fit my middle finger between her folds along the whole length of her slit, resting against her clit. My index and ring fingers lay outside her lips, pressing them gently against the middle finger. I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked gently, then after a few minutes began to move my hand slowly back and forth, pressing the base of my finger against her clit on the downward stroke and using the tip to tease the entrance to her hole on the way up.
Rachel was soon murmuring her appreciation, holding my head against her breast and pushing her hips against my hand. I could feel her panties growing wetter as her pussy opened to me. Her moans grew in strength, “Fuck yes, touch me, do it, harder, yes yes…” Hearing her voice, feeling her heart pounding, I knew I had to taste her. Abandoning her nipple, I quickly pulled off her panties and parted her thighs with my hands. For a long moment I simply gazed at her. Rachel’s pubic hair was neatly trimmed, the labia thick and swollen. Her clitoris was clearly erect and peeking from its’ hood, and all over the moonlight glistened on her freely flowing juices.
Settling myself between her legs I began to kiss her labia, almost as I would a mouth. I ran my tongue over the thick, soft lips, eliciting murmurs of delight. Rachel’s flavour was a delicate mixture of sweet and salt, barely even detectable. Probing deeper, my tongue brushed against her clit. Rachel’s thighs clamped around me as she gasped. Her hand found the back of my head, pushing me against her wetness; looking up at her I saw that her other hand was teasing the nipple I had abandoned. I began to draw my tongue up and down the length of her slit, covering the moist flesh from her clit to her vagina with long, soft licks. Every so often I would circle her clit with my tongue or dip it into her vagina.
“God yes, that’s it…” Rachel’s voice was hoarse and cracked as she moaned her pleasure. I focussed my tongue’s attentions solely on her clit now, and eased a finger into her pussy, closely followed by a second. The penetration was greeted by a frantic bucking of her hips, pushing hard against my hand and tongue. I curled my fingers slightly within her, probing for that sweet spot on her muscular walls.
Rachel’s moans and gasps of lust were now constant, her hips curling up to meet me as I licked her sensitive bud and pumped my fingers inside her. Her thighs were locked over my shoulders, freeing her hand to join its’ partner in stimulating her breasts. Suddenly, her back arched and her body shuddered against me. A guttural, drawn-out groan burst from her, “Oh God fuck yes, don’t stop!” I didn’t, suckling her twitching clit as her inner walls clenched around my fingers.
As the shuddering subsided I began to tenderly lick her clean, collecting the juices that had flowed so freely over her lips and thighs. As I finished, I raised myself up on my arms and looked down at her. The pale moonlight left everything a shade of grey, but even so I could clearly see that Rachel’s cheeks and chest were flushed. Her skin gleamed with sweat, and her eyes glittered as brightly as the small stones in her ear studs. I’d thought she was beautiful before, but that had been nothing compared to the sight before me now. I lay beside her, took her in my arms, and kissed her.
*****
I don’t know how long we lay there in each other’s embrace, kissing softly and gently stroking each other’s skin. Going down on Rachel had easily restored my erection, but I felt in no rush to use it. Gradually, however, Rachel’s touches became more overtly sexual and she parted her legs. “Make love to me, please. I so badly want you inside me before this ends.” For a second her eyes mirrored the insecurity I had felt earlier. I kissed her forehead and carefully positioned myself between her thighs, the tip of my cock nestled between her labia. Supporting myself on one arm, I caressed her cheek with my free hand as I slowly thrust into her.
I can’t adequately describe what it felt like being inside her. The nearest I can get is that it was like being wrapped in warm silk. Rachel’s pussy gripped my cock without being constricting, and her juices were again flowing freely, making it easy to move myself in and out in long, slow strokes. I could feel her clit rubbing against the base of my shaft, and varied my angle of thrust to deepen the contact. Rachel wrapped her legs around my waist, holding me against her while still giving me room to move. Her hips began to weave in small circles, pulling me deeper into her. She pulled me against her, rubbing her hard nipples against my chest. Her eyes had a dreamy, unfocussed look and there was a gentle smile on her lips.
As I fucked her, I saw that smile slowly spread into the same mischievous grin she had worn earlier. Rachel gently lifted me until there was a clear gap between our chests. Suddenly, her head ducked toward me and her mouth fastened onto my nipple. No one had ever sucked my nipples before, and the feeling was incredible. My voice was low and husky as I murmured encouragement to her.
Rachel’s tongue slowly circled the tight nub of flesh. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain and realised that she had clamped her teeth onto the skin around my nipple. This was completely new to me, but in spite of the pain it felt too good to stop her. She continued to suckle and lick the aching flesh as her teeth bit into my skin. Her thrusts against me quickened, and I upped my own pace to match hers, my strokes becoming harder and faster.
Without warning, Rachel threw us sideways, rolling us so that she was on top, straddling me. She never broke the grip of her teeth on my chest and my cock remained deep inside her. As I thrust up at her she finally released my nipple and sat up, bracing herself with her hands on my ankles and lifting herself up and down on me. Her moans became a litany of two words; “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…” I lifted myself until I was sitting facing her.
I rested my hands lightly on her hips and began to kiss her throat as she slid along the length of my shaft. The tempo of her movements was increasing inexorably as she whispered in my ear between moans, “My breasts… please…” I quickly ran my hands up over her ribs and cupped the soft flesh. My thumbs stroked over the deliciously hard peaks of her nipples. My mouth settled over the pulse point on the side of her neck and began to suck. I was terribly close to orgasm, and could only hope she was as well.
Barely had the thought crossed my mind when Rachel began to gasp and writhe. Her pussy rippled around my cock. This was too much, and as I felt my own climax begin I lay back, pulling Rachel with me. I held her shuddering body close above me as I orgasmed, bathing her insides with my warm cum.
When the moaning and shaking had passed we lay there for a while, still connected, before quietly moving under the covers. As we drifted off to sleep, tight in each other’s arms, we both knew that come morning we would have much to think about. But right then, with the moon shining down on us, it simply didn’t matter.
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