“How could I pleasure you?” you ask.
“I don’t know,” I reply. “Which may take a little bit of
thought.”
“Effectively, tonight is your night time to be pleasured–to do
what you’ll with
me.”
I feel fo just a few moments earlier than I lastly reply.
“All proper. Stand over
there, in entrance of me.”
I movement so that you can go to the center of the ground.
You achieve this.
“Strip for me,” I say. “Slowly.”
Tender music is already enjoying. In time to the gradual
beat, you sway again
and forth, flip and start to undo the buttons of your
shirt. They arrive
open separately till the 2 halves disintegrate. As ou
begin to take away it,
inform you to depart it on–for now.
You proceed to gyrate earlier than me, unzip your denims
and push them
slowly to the ground. You step out of them. You slip out of
yourpanties. Your
pubic hair beckons from the shadows of your interior thighs,
your breasts
peak from the folds of your shirt.
“Now take off your shirt.”
You pull the shirt out of your shoulders, let it slip
out of your arms to hitch
your different garments on the ground.
“Flip round.”
You flip your again to me. I gaze down the good curve
of your backbone to
the fleshy mounds of your buttocks to the sweep of your
thighs and legs.
“Bend over, pull your bum cheeks aside .”
You achieve this, and I look on the glistening slit of
pinkish-purple that unfolds
bfore my eyes.
“Finger your self.”
I watch as your hand strikes to your cunt and also you
start to rub your
clitoris, then you definately slide your fingers into the depths of
your cunt.
I stand and take away my very own garments. Nonetheless watching
you as you therapeutic massage
your clit, I seize my cock and start to rub the shaft again
and forth.
“Get down in your again, open your legs broad and
proceed to finger
your self. Make your self cum slowly.”
You lie on the carpet, half your legs as broad as you
can and your
fingers therapeutic massage your clit and disappear into and reappear
from the deep
darkish moist recesses of your intercourse. You moan as you watch me
stroke my cock
forwards and backwards.
“Don’t cease,” I inform you as I transfer the pores and skin ofmy
cock up and down alongside
the shaft as I transfer ahead to place myself astride your
head. I bend
down in order that my cock and my balls dangle befoe your face.
“Lick and suck my balls.”
Your tongue reches out and also you lick round my sack,
then you definately suck my
balls, first taking one into you mouth and rolling it
round, then the opposite.
The heat of your mouth feels fantastic.
“Lick and suck my cock.”
Your tongue runs up the size of my shat to the
heart-shapd head, then
your mouth opens and yo engulf it, sucking it, your lips
transferring round it,
sliding up and down th stalk, taking it absolutely into your
mouth. My cock
hardens and enlarges as you proceed to lave its size and
breadth with
your moist lips and tongue.
As you suck on it, I hear you moan loudly and thrash
on the ground as
your fingers carry you to an thrilling cum.
“Push your breasts collectively.”
You achieve this and I transfer down, kneel over you and slide
my throbbing
cock between the mouns of your breasts. I plunge again and
forth, you gaze
on the shining moist tip because it seems and disappears earlier than
your eyes. You
flick atit ith your tongue, kiss it with fleeting kisses.
I rise to my toes. “Kneel in entrance of me.”
You get to your knees.
“Suck me dry.”
Your mouth as soon as extra covers my cock, your hand grips
and hardness
of the shaft. You pump, you lick, you suck. I moan with
pleasure.
Pumping, sucking. licking; pumping, sucking,
licking…
“Aaahhhh—!”
I groan aloud with pleasure and thrust my cock deep
into your mouth;
you are feeling the recent jism spurt out, squirting time and again
into your thoat as
you swallow it down. And also you proceed to suck until there may be
no drop left to
cum.
I moan and sigh. You smile.
I take a look at you.
“And now–” I comment, “how could I pleasure YOU?”