Her parted legs scissored slightly upon the bedspread, opening further, announcing the fires that had ignited from her embers. Her dampness seeped into the lace of her panties, creating a visible wet spot at her crotch.
Gradually he kissed his way back up her body, his tongue flickering across her abs, his teeth nipping. She whimpered quietly as his tongue licked her breasts along the very edge of her bra. He chuckled lightly in response, letting her know he was aware of his teasing. Warm air wafted through her loins, fanning her desire.
“Are you enjoying this?” He asked, looking down into her eyes.
“Mm-hmm,” she nodded, returning his gaze.
“Lift up,” he whispered, his hand coming up from her thigh to pull at her shoulder.
She rolled herself up on her side and his hand slipped behind her to unclasp the bra. Together they worked the straps down her arms then tossed the garment away. She laid back again. His fingers dipped between her legs, returning to their caresses at the edge of her panties.
This time when his mouth moved across her chest it had no guide to follow and so he kissed and licked her exposed breasts; first one, then the other. Working inward from the outer edge of each fleshy mound he moved ever closer toward its nipple, getting nearer and nearer to the swollen nub with each pass. Each time he neared one of the delicate tips, her chest would lift, offering it to him.
But then he would pass it by, his lips and tongue moving away to approach the other. Finally his mouth did close upon one, covering the hard nub with its wet embrace. He suckled lightly upon the breast, his tongue swirling across her nipple. She moaned, her back reflexively arching slightly, raising her up to feed him more of herself.
One of her hands came up and settled firmly on the back of his head, holding it against her breast. Her other hand slid down between them, searching out his crotch and rubbing at the rigid shaft she found there. She moaned out, her breathing heavy, panting past her open lips.
As he alternated between her breasts, suckling and licking at one swollen nipple, then switching to the other, her hand applied pressure to the back of his head. When she sensed he wanted to pull away and move to the other the pressure lessened.
Her legs had now spread themselves wide. They scissored across the bedspread. Her hips shifted and slid, rolled gently as they tried to make his teasing hand connect with her sex. At first he kept it from happening, his fingers caressing her inner thigh, tickling her flesh.
But then he allowed his hand to slip up to the place where her legs molded into one torso. He cupped the damp spot over her sex, his fingers pressing at the pussy under it, the heel of his palm bumping against her clit. Instantly her hips jerked upwards. She moaned loudly. Her fingers grabbed at his shaft through his shorts and tugged hungrily.
“You’re really enjoying this,” he snickered, leaning up to look at her once more.
“You’re wicked,” she informed him.
“It’s fun,” he admitted. “Roll back over, I want to play with your ass.”
He then pulled his hand away from her sex, causing her to whimper with the loss. He settled back on an elbow to wait while she pulled at his cock a few more times before letting go.
As she rolled onto her stomach, her legs instinctively spread themselves, her knees bending slightly, pressing down against the mattress. He slipped into the space between them, his hands reaching out to cup her curved orbs. His fingers gently squeezed her cheeks, scratched at her panties.
“Mmmm,” she sighed, her hips rolling before him.
Leaning forward he inhaled the scent of her wetness. His tongue slithered out to trace the edge of her panties, caressing her flesh again and again. While he did, his fingers worked to pull the material inward, bunching it all in the center so he could shower her bared cheeks with kisses and sharp little nips.
His manipulation of her panties had also bunched them at the front. He pulled and tugged at them, made them rub at her sex, crammed them between her protruding lips. Coupled with everything else, this stoked her passions to new levels. Her wet pussy quickly grew wetter. She whimpered needily.
After a few more minutes he pulled the panties down her legs, and off. His hands then covered her ass, pulled her cheeks apart. His wet tongue reached out, slowly crawling down to her puckered sphincter. It swiped across the clenched opening, caressing the nerve endings.
Reflexively she raised up, a muffled groan coming from her. He swirled his tongue in circles around the little opening while steadily applying more and more pressure to its center. She whimpered with each swipe and push, panted as they electrified the nerves and fueled her hunger.
An orgasm was awoken within her, and was pulled toward the edge of its release. Her body broke out in a thin layer of sweat caused by her raging fires. Soon her knees were scooting forward, bending under her to raise her ass up and push it back at him.
Suddenly his tongue swooped down from her brown hole to lap at her glistening pussy. Her hips jerked spastically before him, they shoved her back at him forcibly. Sitting back on his knees he grabbed her waist and flipped her over. As she moved to resituate herself he dropped forward again, his face diving between her legs, his tongue attacking her clit.
“Oh,” she moaned, her hands grabbing at the back of his head, her hips bucking upwards.
He locked his mouth over the swollen button, swirling his tongue over it. She squirmed before him. Her orgasm was drawn closer to its release. Her fingers became entangled in his tresses. Her back arched, lifting her from the mattress.
“Oh God yes,” she whimpered, her orgasm teetering on the brink. “God yes.”
He closed his teeth on her clit, gently held it between them while his tongue rapidly swept back and forth. Her climax exploded through her. Fireworks cascaded in her mind, her body twisted and twitched as a series of explosions rocketed along her nerves. Her back arched high off the bed. Her hips drove at his face.
“Oh God yes, God yes,” she cried out over and over, her hands shoving his face into her crotch.
As her orgasm subsided moments later she laid back, panting heavily. Her legs were spread wide, the bedspread stained by her juices. Her body shimmered with sweat. Her breasts rose and fell with her labored breathing, the fleshy mounds topped by swollen, red nipples.
Her disheveled hair covered half her face, her mouth hung open. From beneath shaded lids she saw him kneeling above her. She felt his fingers on her again, this time at the side edges of her glistening pussy with its puffy lips. He stroked her flesh, his fingertips playing in her wetness.
“That felt good, didn’t it?” He whispered.
She nodded weakly.
“Now your pussy’s all wet and hungry. It wants something,” his hand shifted and two of his fingers slid into her.
“Oh God,” she moaned, her hips rising reflexively, her head lulling to the side.
Grinning down at her, he slowly began finger-fucking her, pushing the digits in and out of her rhythmically.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” he hissed. “Having something inside you? Fucking you.”
“Oh yes,” she rasped.
“You want my cock in you? You want me to fuck your wet, little pussy?”
She shifted to look down at his waist. He had removed his shorts and his cock stuck out, rigidly pointing at her. The sight of it made her body quiver.
“Yes,” she sighed.
He pulled his fingers from her. She whimpered sadly. He moved forward, positioned himself above her. He guided his hard cock toward her hungry opening, rubbed the tip of it up and down her pussy a few times before placing it at her hole and sliding forward. His shaft slowly penetrated her. Inch by inch it filled her aching sex.