I’m so gentle, my hands gliding down either side of your labia, just at the top of your thighs. I stroke over and over, rhythmic. Your breath is hitching, your thighs tense beneath me.
“Breathe,” I whisper. Your gaze locks with mine and you take a breath in, push it out. Another calmer and then your thighs relax. I smile at you, and you respond a sweet smile on your lips, and I find I want to kiss you. Putting my hands on your shoulders, I lower myself slowly over you and nudge your nose with mine. Your lips part and your head rises to meet the kiss. Your sweet mouth opens to mine, our tongues are tentative at first. I let my tits graze over your chest and our kiss deepens.
When we break apart, I lower my lips to your ear, pressing my chest against yours.
“Be still,” I whisper. Uh, I feel your nipples tightening. So fucking hot.
I’m moving back down over you, so damned hungry for you. I want to explore your labia with my mouth, every warm wet crease of you. I want to taste you, savour you. And I want to make you come now.
I spread your legs apart, they fall open bent at the knee and I place my lower arms on your thighs. Just gently, but with enough pressure to make you realise you cannot escape my mouth. And then I study you, spreading your outer labia with the fingers of my right hand.
Your cunt is soaked, slickness dripping from you, copious, inviting. With my other hand, I slide a finger inside you, and then another. My angle is just right to give you a proper internal teasing, and I glance at your face. You let your head fall back and cover your eyes with a forearm, your breath already a ragged noise in the room. Good.
Satiated
I can feel your cunt beginning to flutter and I haven’t touched your clit yet. How responsive you are! But I want you to come with me sucking at you. With another slick finger, I push at your ass until it slides and is squeezed hard by your ring. You let out a moan, your orgasm building.
Just before it breaks, I take your clit into my mouth, sucking around it, and letting the tip of my tongue lap and tap at it.
You come hard, crying out, your body bucking, legs fighting to close against my forearms, but I won’t let you. Your cunt and ass are clenching around my fingers, trying to eject them with the power of your orgasm. I lick and suck your clit and your hips are bucking against my chin. Your moans filling the room and your cunt is gushing.
It’s so fucking hot.
Your moaning quietens into prolonged whimpers, and I gently disengage. Lying beside you, I take you into my arms holding you against me until your heart calms, and your breathing normalises.
And then, I lean up.
“Next time,” I whisper, “own me.”