and my eyes flashed to his to judge his mood. Rolling
over, he pressed me to the bed and then captured my hands in his, pulling them
over my head and pinning them. With exquisite care, he kissed my eyelids, then
nuzzled down to my neck and just behind my ear, where he kissed and sucked
until I was tingling all over.
The urge to
touch him was overwhelming, but he held my wrists firmly with one hand as he
rolled off me slightly and reached between us with the other to fondle my
breasts. Twisting so that he could continue to pin my arms while he kissed and
suckled my nipples, his free hand drifted lower, tangling his fingers into the
hair that covered me below. He tugged, drawing a sharp gasp from me, and then
nipped me on a sensitive, erect nipple. The sensual assault was almost more
than I could bear. I moaned and writhed with the need to touch him and to be
touched where I throbbed.
“Please,” I murmured.
“Anything you
want, Kitten. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you,”
I sobbed. “I want you inside me, but I want you in my mouth, too.”
“My greedy
little Kitten,” he soothed. “You shall have all you want and more.” With that,
he at last released my hands, and turning quickly, mounted me with his head at
the cleft between my torso and legs. Placing his face between my legs to suck
deliciously at my clit, his cock dangled enticingly above my face, where I
wasted no time seizing it in both hands and guiding it into my mouth. He moaned
and ground into me as I licked and sucked, taking as much of the length as I
could into my eager mouth and flattening my tongue across the head as it passed
on the way down my throat, the better to taste him.
With his balls
covering my nose, I couldn’t breathe, so I lifted them away from me and fondled
them, remembering to tickle them with my fingernails from time to time. Russ’s
loud moans were accompanied by thrusts that plunged deeper than I could handle,
but I loved it. What was happening between my legs was incredible, made more so
by the fucking my mouth was receiving from his steady pumping. As he licked and
sucked my clit, the pleasure built and I wildly sucked all the harder at his
shaft, clutching his ass with both hands as if he might escape. With a flick of
his tongue accompanied by a plunge of his fingers into me, I came without
warning, thrashing and digging my fingers into his muscular backside, crying
aloud around his manhood, which he stilled until I turned my face away,
desperate for the air that I couldn’t find during my cataclysmic orgasm.
Now he pulled
away from my mouth and turned again. Before I could protest, he was on his
knees between my legs, guiding his beautiful manhood into my entrance. With
just the head of his cock inside my channel, I was frantic to be filled
completely, begging him to put it all the way in. Even though I was prepared
for it, I cried out when he placed both his arms under my knees and pulled me
into him and himself into me, spearing me on that fearsome weapon, driving it
so deeply into me that he touched virgin territory, where no man had gone
before.
What flooded
through me was intense sensation, bordering on relief, followed quickly by a
building fervor with each thrust of his inexhaustible shaft. Never had I felt
such satisfaction and pleasure with every plunge, my eyes rolling back in my
head as I wrung the last iota of sensation from each one. Before he came with a
shout and one last massive thrust, I was shrieking my pleasure every time he
pounded into me. He held nothing back, sending me into orgasmic delirium long
before his climax. When he had given the last, grinding thrust, he slumped onto
me, covering me with his weight, lying heavily on my chest as if unable to even
roll over, though at last, he did.
Spent, we eventually
stopped gasping for air and lay in post-coital bliss, me with my head on his
chest, nuzzling into his spice-and –woodsmoke scented skin; he holding me
closely with one arm while his
over, he pressed me to the bed and then captured my hands in his, pulling them
over my head and pinning them. With exquisite care, he kissed my eyelids, then
nuzzled down to my neck and just behind my ear, where he kissed and sucked
until I was tingling all over.
The urge to
touch him was overwhelming, but he held my wrists firmly with one hand as he
rolled off me slightly and reached between us with the other to fondle my
breasts. Twisting so that he could continue to pin my arms while he kissed and
suckled my nipples, his free hand drifted lower, tangling his fingers into the
hair that covered me below. He tugged, drawing a sharp gasp from me, and then
nipped me on a sensitive, erect nipple. The sensual assault was almost more
than I could bear. I moaned and writhed with the need to touch him and to be
touched where I throbbed.
“Please,” I murmured.
“Anything you
want, Kitten. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you,”
I sobbed. “I want you inside me, but I want you in my mouth, too.”
“My greedy
little Kitten,” he soothed. “You shall have all you want and more.” With that,
he at last released my hands, and turning quickly, mounted me with his head at
the cleft between my torso and legs. Placing his face between my legs to suck
deliciously at my clit, his cock dangled enticingly above my face, where I
wasted no time seizing it in both hands and guiding it into my mouth. He moaned
and ground into me as I licked and sucked, taking as much of the length as I
could into my eager mouth and flattening my tongue across the head as it passed
on the way down my throat, the better to taste him.
With his balls
covering my nose, I couldn’t breathe, so I lifted them away from me and fondled
them, remembering to tickle them with my fingernails from time to time. Russ’s
loud moans were accompanied by thrusts that plunged deeper than I could handle,
but I loved it. What was happening between my legs was incredible, made more so
by the fucking my mouth was receiving from his steady pumping. As he licked and
sucked my clit, the pleasure built and I wildly sucked all the harder at his
shaft, clutching his ass with both hands as if he might escape. With a flick of
his tongue accompanied by a plunge of his fingers into me, I came without
warning, thrashing and digging my fingers into his muscular backside, crying
aloud around his manhood, which he stilled until I turned my face away,
desperate for the air that I couldn’t find during my cataclysmic orgasm.
Now he pulled
away from my mouth and turned again. Before I could protest, he was on his
knees between my legs, guiding his beautiful manhood into my entrance. With
just the head of his cock inside my channel, I was frantic to be filled
completely, begging him to put it all the way in. Even though I was prepared
for it, I cried out when he placed both his arms under my knees and pulled me
into him and himself into me, spearing me on that fearsome weapon, driving it
so deeply into me that he touched virgin territory, where no man had gone
before.
What flooded
through me was intense sensation, bordering on relief, followed quickly by a
building fervor with each thrust of his inexhaustible shaft. Never had I felt
such satisfaction and pleasure with every plunge, my eyes rolling back in my
head as I wrung the last iota of sensation from each one. Before he came with a
shout and one last massive thrust, I was shrieking my pleasure every time he
pounded into me. He held nothing back, sending me into orgasmic delirium long
before his climax. When he had given the last, grinding thrust, he slumped onto
me, covering me with his weight, lying heavily on my chest as if unable to even
roll over, though at last, he did.
Spent, we eventually
stopped gasping for air and lay in post-coital bliss, me with my head on his
chest, nuzzling into his spice-and –woodsmoke scented skin; he holding me
closely with one arm while his
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