At night I lay down in my bed listening to the soft breeze coming off of the
ocean. Lying in this bed while the breeze cools my hot skin, the beads of
sweat cool and create a tingling sensation throughout my breasts, hardening
my nipples, while a moist, hot destination is created. Sometimes I fantasize
that it?s your hands skimming along my skin not my own, tormenting my body.
I imagine you and I sitting in a lounge where the lights are low and the air
is hot, all you see is the occasional flash of gold at my neck.
?Come here,? you say, shouting over the heavily infused bass.
I get up, my hips swaying as I walk over to you. You grab my hand and the
electrical shock from your skin throws me off balance in three and half inch
You pull me down next to you, placing one hand on my knee and the other is
thrown over my shoulder, with your fingers tracing some imaginary pattern on
my collar bone. Taking a sip of my drink, hoping it will cool me down, so
wrong, it just makes me hotter. I put my hand over yours dragging your hand
higher up on my thigh so that just your fingers touch the hem of my dress.
?Be careful where you lead me? you whisper in my ear.
?I want you to make me cum? I said softly, with a devilish smile.
I know how you love when I talk dirty to you, so I stop just to tease you a
little and I go back to pushing your hand up and in between my thighs, where
you take control and I can feel your fingers press up into me.
?God...you?re so wet and hot..? you groan and a slight moan escapes from my
?Quiet.? your fingers start circling and pressing, while in my ear you tell
me how you want to fuck me, in between words you nip at my neck, right below
?I want to pull this dress off, put you up on the table pour my drink down
your stomach so I can drink it trickling into your pussy? Grasping my lower
lip between my teeth it?s hard to stay calm.
?and then I?d flip you over and shove my..." your fingers thrust into me ?my
cock into your pussy? and you thrust your fingers deeper into me...I love
it. With your fingers pressing up into me, you curl and press your fingers
over that spot where the world stops
?Stop..oh god I?m going to cum? you press your fingers even harder, riding
my body with your fingers pressing my clit with your thumb and I explode. My
heart is pounding and my pussy is pulsing around your fingers, it becomes
painfully sensitive yet you don?t stop and with one more quick flick of your
finger I cum again. When I regain my wits, I hear you chuckling and you drag
your hand from between my thighs and raise your fingers to your lips,
licking the moisture off of them.
We leave and head to the nearest hotel room...
Still in my heels, I walk up to you and wrap my arms around you from behind
and your stomach muscles contract and you let out a sigh. Boy, do you feel
and smell good. You turn around looking at me, you pull up against me and
begin unzipping the back of my dressing while pulling it the straps down at
the shoulder, every once in awhile nibbling at the newly exposed flesh. Your
hands are soft and they pull me the straps of my bra off leaving my breast
encased in a black lacy web. You kiss the tops of my breasts, while you have
one arm wrapped around my back, and then pull me up hard against you. I
begin unbuttoning your shirt, ?it?s only fair?
I bend and kiss and then bite at the flesh of your chest, leaving a perfect
little souvenir. You drag the rest of my dress off, leaving me in my lace
panties and heels.
You turn me around, trailing your fingers down my spine, I can hear your
getting rid of your pants behind me and you press your body up against my
back and I feel your warmness surround me.
You bend me over, gently pushing one hand on my back while the other
supports my neck. In those heels my pussy is directly pressing against your
cock, but wait... you?re still in your briefs! Just frozen like that we
seem, until suddenly you pull me up,
?I can?t wait any longer? and you get down on your knees pulling my feet
free of my heels and running your hands up my legs to my inner thighs.
Feeling a little naked and self-consciousness, I pull you up to stand and
?Let?s get into bed? was the only thing I could think of saying. Picking me
up, I squeal, ?what are you doing?!?
? Well I think this called, Sweeping you off your feet!"
Tossing me up on the bed, I notice the soft glow of the room
?are you playing Mr. Romantic tonight??
?One rule...no clothes allowed in this room? and you start pulling off your
?I want to do it?
I kneel on the bed, hooking my fingers in the waistband of your briefs
blowing warm air on you while tracing my fingers on your hidden cock.
Leaning forward, pressing my lips on the skin right above the waistband,
letting my tongue wander over the fabric, up until my mouth is moving over
the outline of your cock.
You moan, as I pull your briefs off your hips while my nails drag down your
hips, then your thighs.
Whispering how much I love the way you feel, as your cock bounces free of
its confines, I can hear you sighing in relief.
?It?s huge? I gasp, while places low in my body tightens as I think about
you thrusting inside of me. Wrapping one hand around your cock, gently
enough that all I can feel is warm skin and the steady throbbing.
All of a sudden, you pull me up and push me back on the bed. You have my
hands gripped in one of yours, pinning me down while your cock presses in
between my thighs. And while those hands of your hold me down, you kiss me
hard. I love how it feels like you can?t get enough of me and you can?t wait
any longer and just as my thought finishes you reach down my body and rip
the lace panties right off me.
?oh? my breath catches in my throat as you begin kissing me again, while
your hips slowly rotate pushing you harder and closer against me. The
movements become harder with each rotation. You tell me how wet I am, how
much you need to be inside me. I?m trying to tell you how much I want your
cock in my mouth, but the words are overwhelmed by the sensation.
I can feel the head of your cock pressing up into me. One hand is on the
side of my face, ?look at me babe, I want to see your eyes when fuck you?,
your voice is raspy and low, just like you are trying to catch your breath.
As I lift my face up to kiss you, my hips arch and your hand guides your
cock into me, and then you thrust the entire length into me.
I can feel you stretching me, it hurts but not enough for me not to love the
feeling. Your thrusts are long and deep and each time is varied, harder than
the last, but not hard enough.
And you tell me you want m
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