Her eyes begged me not to stop, begged me to continue the way I was.
I smiled acceptingly, and we craned our necks to kiss.
She thanked me with a tongue sliding deep into my mouth and then pulled away to catch her breath as my fingers increased their tempo. The sensations were endless and throughout her sex; throbbing within where her pussy was squeezing my stroking fingers.
Her breaths came in quick succession, matching the rhythm of my fingers as they played along her arousal. As the tempo of mytouch quickened, her arms, still stretched behind her, began to encircle my neck, pulling herself closer, her legs trembling under the pressure.
Her body jerked in rhythm with the movement of my fingers. The shudders convulsing her body grew so intense I struggled to keep us both upright until her entire body clenched in a powerful quake, and the first wave of her orgasm crashed over her.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!”she screamed, high in the ecstasy of pleasure.
And then there was a second wave and yet another as her moans became long and drawn out, which tremulously faded to a barely audible whimper. I felt a rivulet of her warm cum snaking down my fingers.
I caught her firmly in my arms as her grip behind my neck loosened and her legs shakily gave way. She was loose and supple as I lowered her softly to the bed, supporting her head as I placed it on the pillow.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, “I want more.”
“You always get what you want, baby.Sempre.”
Her face was unguarded, peaceful, and mildly surprised.
I placed my cum-glistened fingers against her lips to admit them even as I tenderly added my mouth to hers.
Her eyes softly shut as the tip of her tongue snuck out to give her still parted lips the tiniest lick, tasting. She exhaled in a sigh and melted into the soft bedding while her lungs slowly emptied. I inhaled her bliss and drank of her with my eyes, savoring her satisfied calm, the unbearable loveliness of her face.
Her hands gracefully slid down, brushed past her face, and continued to her chest.
I was so fucking entranced as she softly cupped and massaged her breasts, circled them, and gently squeezed them to push her nipples out.
“Watch me,” she breathed. “Watch me do what I do when I think of you.”
“You touch yourself thinking of me?” I asked breathlessly.
She nodded, an instant smile coming on her face. “More than you know.”
She rolled her nipples between her fingers with increasing pressure until they protruded stiffly.
I was mesmerized.
Smiling at her.
Enjoying her effect on me.
Touching herself, controlling me.
Finally, she released her tits to slide her hands down her naked body, and I breathed again. In the rise and fall of her chest and abdomen, I saw her breath, deep and even but beginning to quicken with mine. My gaze followed as her graceful fingers traced the ridges of her pelvic bones, starting on the outside of her hips and then drawing down and in.
Her hands slid down the front of her legs, then moved to the inside of her thighs and slowly started back up, coaxing her legs apart as they came. Almost at her cunt, they drew her legs more fully open to reveal her continued arousal.
My desire to eat her pussy deepened.
I wanted to drive her with my mouth and bury my tongue in her wetness and thrust my cock deep within and feel her squeeze me. I wanted to feel her excitement and feed on it and reach together and clench together and squeeze together and convulse together and cum together.
Impossibly, her eyes became even more beautiful, more bewitching, as she curled her finger to stroke her pussy, all while her eyes were on me.
I opened my belt buckle, undid my jeans, and let them drop, freeing my stiff cock. She instantly moved her hands, presenting herself in front of me, at her knees.
“Not yet,” I said and gently pushed her back, lowering myself over her. My face passed over her as I slid my tongue along herskin, up her belly, kissing her scar and across the swell of her breast, over her nipple, across her upper chest, up her neck to her mouth.
