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And I need to see just how badly she wants me.
She releases my hands and reaches for my chest. I, on the other hand, find her tiny waist, feeling my hands encompass it from both ends, holding her in place, tight and close, my dick feeling for her pussy through all these layers of unnecessary clothes.
Her twenty-three-year-old body is lithe, young, and hungry. As I remove one hand from her waist to graze her heavy, beautifully formed breasts; her nipples harden instantly in response. She wanted this … she wanted this all along, even when I believed she didn’t.
I now explore her skin like an artist exploring a piece of canvas. I test the weight of her breasts as I hold them in my hand, and she throws back her neck while still grinding me through all our clothes.
How long will she tease me so? How long before I can feel the full extent of her desires? How long until I can pound her hard – to make up for all that she denied me in the past?
“Fuck this,” I say as I suddenly grab her waist and throw her on her side, immediately getting up and straddling her from the top. She is now lying stark naked, under me, wearing nothing but those silly shorts I gave her. Let her keep them on – right now, I need to tease her just how she teased me.
I take her wrists and pin them on the bed, above her head. I see her breasts rise, and their fullness does nothing to satiate my desire, only increases it. She wriggles playfully, trying to get free. “Don’t even try,” I mutter.
I place my lips on the neck of her collarbone, putting little kisses along the path to her nipples. I then reach for her left nipple and take it in my mouth, teasing it as it hardens under the feel of my tongue. I give it a playful nip, and she moans.
Then, I release her hands and reach for her shorts, below which she’s not wearing anything.
Slowly and gently, I slide them down past her thighs before grabbing both sides of her pussy with my hands. She exhales sharply at the contact. Then, without warning, I bend over and proceeded to lick it carefully as if it were sacred ground. My velvety tongue, exploring every inch until she is writhing beneath me in pleasure – wet against my touch - begging for more!
“You want more, baby?” I ask.
“Mm-hmm,” she replied.
I slide my fingers up and down her inner thighs, eliciting more moans from her. She squirms beneath me as I lightly brush against the wet dripping down her pussy. She's so aroused now, pulsing with pleasure at my touch.
My lips travel to hers again in a passionate kiss before whispering in her ear, “Do you want to try something new?” Her body seems suspended for a moment between desire and anticipation before she finally mutters one word,Yes!
At that moment, every inch of me is electrified with arousal. Taking advantage of the opportunity presented, I step out of bed and rush towards the bathroom cupboard where I have an unopened package from my married years when I was trying to salvage my marriage, without success – a fantasy of sorts I could never live out with my ex-wife who was too busy touching other men to notice what I desired. When finished picking out what I want, I return ever so stealthily to the edge of the bed where she waits eagerly.
She is now lying on her stomach, her legs in the air, propped up on her arms.
“You,” I say, my voice emerging hoarse, “were put on this planet to destroy me.” With that, I give her a playful smack on her ass.
She smiles, and I love that look of anticipation as she waits eagerly for more. Leaning closer to her curvaceous body, I begin my assault with a soft feather tickler that glides across the small of her back ever so gently. She gasps in pleasure and writhes against the sheets beneath us as if currents are running through them and into her core. My fingertips trace patterns along each side of her spine like figures in the sand which make their way up to those delicate shoulders before finally reaching down and finding a resting stop on the small of her back. She moves her ass in response to me, clearly wanting more. She is breathing heavily in anticipation of what’s to come, and I am drinking in this beautiful vision of her sculpture-like physique – an image that if I could, I would capture and hold in my memory forever.
She is still lying on her stomach, and I straddle her from behind. “I want a room,” I whisper as I tug her hair back to bring her ear closer to my lips, “which is adorned with dirty, filthy, gorgeous photographs of your naked body – everywhere I turn, you naked. And I want to fucking eat, breathe, and sleep in this room.”
She sighs in contentment, but her body is still fueled by desire. “Have you ever played with toys before?” I ask her. Sometimes, I forget she’s just 23, and hasn’t truly explored her full range of sexuality.
“No,” she moans.
“But you’re sure you want to?” I ask.
“Yes,” she whispers.
I’ve asked her twice now. No more playing around.
I pull back, taking my warmth with me, and turn her body around, so she is now facing me as I rise over her. Carefully, I pick out the purple vibrator and line it up against her pussy. At first, she jumps in shock as the vibrations begin.
"You okay?" I ask her.
"Mm-hmm," she whispers.
I turn up the speed. Soon, she is losing control of her body. I balance on one knee and hold the vibrator in place with one hand while holding her steady in place with the other. Her moans are getting louder, and she is writhing in the sheets like a snake through the jungle.
I slow down the motion so that she can get used to it again, and before she knows it, her body has melted into the bed sheets, swaying back and forth as if controlled by an invisible conductor. I smile to myself at the thought - I am the conductor. Right now, she moves to my beat.
Her breathing has become shallow and ragged as her back arches in wild response, demanding more pleasure at my hands.
