Fulfilled Lust
Fulfilled Lust
Anger flared in my eyes, hiding my true desires. I turned away from him, looking into the fire place, “Why do you keep doing this to me?” frustration in my voice.
Taking a single step towards me, “What is it that I do to you? I do nothing. You’re the one who won’t face the reality of what is going on.” My knees shook as they always did when he spoke in his rich english accent.
I turned back around, his face only inches from mine, “You’re so aggravating.,” I paused, trying to calm my voice down before I continued, “What do you want from me exactly?”
His wide, clear green eyes looked down at me as if thinking about his next move. A strand of dirty brown hair fell neatly in front of his face. “What do I want from you?” He moved closer to me, his breath warm upon my cheek, “This.” and suddenly his lips pressed against mine. I could feel his hand slide around my neck as his other arm slipped around my waist.
My mind was screaming at me to stop, to pull away, but every nerve in my body screamed yes. His lips pressed harder against mine begging me to respond. My body won in the end, as I wrapped my own hands around his waist. The feel of his body pressed against me was like nothing I ever felt before.
I met fire with fire as I parted my lips, inviting him in further. His body melded into mine, as he lifted me off the ground. I found myself on my back upon his old weather beaten couch, his body pressing me down.
He pulled back and looked straight into my eyes, as if asking me permission to go further. I responded the only way I knew hew would understand. I reached down and slid my hands under his shirt and pulled it up. He sat up and finished pulling it off, revealing a smooth ivory chest with golden brown hair that stretched from beneath his collarbone down in a V to where it disappeared into his pants. My mouth went dry as I reached up and ran my fingers over the perfectly smooth skin.
Fingers traced the outside of my thighs, pulling up my skirt to my waist. Heat flushed through my body. He reached down and brushed my lips with his own. My hand slid around his neck. A gasp escaped my lips as a finger moved my panties and glided into the folds of my sex. He gave me no time to protest as he pressed his lips to mine again. His fingers continued to slide in and out of my sex sending intoxicating waves of pleasure through my body.
Every stroke of his fingers against my cunt brought me that much closer to orgasm. My whole body trembled beneath him as my climax rose. His lips found my neck, and slowly nibbled the flesh. I moaned.
I needed more. My body arched, pushing his fingers further into me. Another moan passed through my lips as he pulled back. My body was screaming no when his fingers left my body.
“Should I continue?” his eyes full of hope and desire. Without saying a word I reached for his belt and slowly began to undo it. A hand reached down and helped with the button of his jeans. I looked back up at him. A smile in his eyes as he stood up. It took all my strength not to reach up and pull him back down to me.
I watched as he pulled down his jeans and boxers, freeing his already hard erection. His hands reached down for me, sliding up my thighs. Rough fingers hooked my skirt and panties and gently pulled. My eyes followed his hands as they slowly streamed them off my body and dropped them to the floor by the couch. A hungry needy sound escaped past my lips as I felt his body covered mine once more.
I felt as light as a feather as he lifted me up and placed me on his lap facing him, my legs straddled his hips. Our eyes stayed locked on each other as I felt his hands slide beneath my shirt and move up my body. My shirt soon joined my panties and skirt on the floor. A smile lit across his face when he saw I wore no bra. His large hard erection brushed my stomach causing me to look down. My hand encircled his long staff while his lips moved from my right temple down to my neck, leaving a trail of soft delicate kisses.
Hands at my waist, he lifted me up, my own hand still wrapped around his hardening staff. The head of his erection met the lips of my sex, heat exploded through my body. Memories from our last lovemaking caused my body to tremble with anticipation.
His hands slowly lower me down, piercing me on his long thick pole. I gasped and braced my self upon his shoulders as he raised and lowered me again. I needed more. My hands covered his and pulled them away. Taking maters into my own hands, I moved my own body causing my already growing orgasm to increase rapidly. His hands traveled up my body till they met my breasts. The thumbs of his hands began circling my nipples turning them into hard points.
I buried my head into his shoulder, my body continuing to mindlessly thrust itself on him. “You’re bigger than I remembered.” my voice in gasping breaths. He said nothing, but roughly squeezed my breasts.
I could no longer hold back anymore as my climax reached the point of no return. I cried out as my juices flowed from my body and down his still hard erection. Our thighs now bathed in my sexual juices.
My body was suddenly lifted up from the couch, his hands holding me in place upon his hard erection. I realized then that he was moving us to the floor in front of the fireplace. He slide me off him and laid me upon the ebony rug on the floor. He laid himself next to me. His fingers traced the inside of my thighs, my breath caught in my throat.
My back arched when his tongue ran the outside of my sex. His fingers parted the lips while his tongue tasted me. With every stroke of his tongue my body heat increased. I turned to the fire. His tongue tasted every past of my sex, leaving everything warm and excited. Every part of me was hot and wanted nothing more than to feel his hard staff in my soaking sex.
My hands raced through his hair trying to get him to give me what I wanted, what I needed. He responded and moved slowly up my body, his tongue circling my bellybutton then moved up to my hard peaks. His tongue circled my nipples, biting the tip and pulling them. A loud moan slipped past my lips as he moved north, reaching my neck. His long hard erection brushed the lips of my wet sex.
I laid there as he hooked my leg with his elbow. His eyes locked with mine as he penetrated my body. A low growl hissed through his teeth showing he own need and hunger. I bit my lower lip trying not to cry out, but it failed as a my own needy whimper came out. His lips pressed to mine, trying to show comfort or dominance, I couldn’t tell. My cry muffled by his deepening kiss. His hard hot length continued to thrust in long smooth strokes. I wanted him to cum, cum inside me so I could feel it.
As if reading my thoughts, his cum exploded inside me, spilling out past the lips of my sex like cream. He released my leg and my body went limp. My breath came out in short fast gasps. His head fitted itself in the crook of my neck and whispered, “I’ve dreamed about you for so long.”
I reached up at began stoking the hair upon his head, “I know, me too.” So I laid there, his body covering mine, watching the fire dance for all eternity....
Anger flared in my eyes, hiding my true desires. I turned away from him, looking into the fire place, “Why do you keep doing this to me?” frustration in my voice.
Taking a single step towards me, “What is it that I do to you? I do nothing. You’re the one who won’t face the reality of what is going on.” My knees shook as they always did when he spoke in his rich english accent.
I turned back around, his face only inches from mine, “You’re so aggravating.,” I paused, trying to calm my voice down before I continued, “What do you want from me exactly?”
His wide, clear green eyes looked down at me as if thinking about his next move. A strand of dirty brown hair fell neatly in front of his face. “What do I want from you?” He moved closer to me, his breath warm upon my cheek, “This.” and suddenly his lips pressed against mine. I could feel his hand slide around my neck as his other arm slipped around my waist.
My mind was screaming at me to stop, to pull away, but every nerve in my body screamed yes. His lips pressed harder against mine begging me to respond. My body won in the end, as I wrapped my own hands around his waist. The feel of his body pressed against me was like nothing I ever felt before.
I met fire with fire as I parted my lips, inviting him in further. His body melded into mine, as he lifted me off the ground. I found myself on my back upon his old weather beaten couch, his body pressing me down.
He pulled back and looked straight into my eyes, as if asking me permission to go further. I responded the only way I knew hew would understand. I reached down and slid my hands under his shirt and pulled it up. He sat up and finished pulling it off, revealing a smooth ivory chest with golden brown hair that stretched from beneath his collarbone down in a V to where it disappeared into his pants. My mouth went dry as I reached up and ran my fingers over the perfectly smooth skin.
Fingers traced the outside of my thighs, pulling up my skirt to my waist. Heat flushed through my body. He reached down and brushed my lips with his own. My hand slid around his neck. A gasp escaped my lips as a finger moved my panties and glided into the folds of my sex. He gave me no time to protest as he pressed his lips to mine again. His fingers continued to slide in and out of my sex sending intoxicating waves of pleasure through my body.
Every stroke of his fingers against my cunt brought me that much closer to orgasm. My whole body trembled beneath him as my climax rose. His lips found my neck, and slowly nibbled the flesh. I moaned.
I needed more. My body arched, pushing his fingers further into me. Another moan passed through my lips as he pulled back. My body was screaming no when his fingers left my body.
“Should I continue?” his eyes full of hope and desire. Without saying a word I reached for his belt and slowly began to undo it. A hand reached down and helped with the button of his jeans. I looked back up at him. A smile in his eyes as he stood up. It took all my strength not to reach up and pull him back down to me.
I watched as he pulled down his jeans and boxers, freeing his already hard erection. His hands reached down for me, sliding up my thighs. Rough fingers hooked my skirt and panties and gently pulled. My eyes followed his hands as they slowly streamed them off my body and dropped them to the floor by the couch. A hungry needy sound escaped past my lips as I felt his body covered mine once more.
I felt as light as a feather as he lifted me up and placed me on his lap facing him, my legs straddled his hips. Our eyes stayed locked on each other as I felt his hands slide beneath my shirt and move up my body. My shirt soon joined my panties and skirt on the floor. A smile lit across his face when he saw I wore no bra. His large hard erection brushed my stomach causing me to look down. My hand encircled his long staff while his lips moved from my right temple down to my neck, leaving a trail of soft delicate kisses.
Hands at my waist, he lifted me up, my own hand still wrapped around his hardening staff. The head of his erection met the lips of my sex, heat exploded through my body. Memories from our last lovemaking caused my body to tremble with anticipation.
His hands slowly lower me down, piercing me on his long thick pole. I gasped and braced my self upon his shoulders as he raised and lowered me again. I needed more. My hands covered his and pulled them away. Taking maters into my own hands, I moved my own body causing my already growing orgasm to increase rapidly. His hands traveled up my body till they met my breasts. The thumbs of his hands began circling my nipples turning them into hard points.
I buried my head into his shoulder, my body continuing to mindlessly thrust itself on him. “You’re bigger than I remembered.” my voice in gasping breaths. He said nothing, but roughly squeezed my breasts.
I could no longer hold back anymore as my climax reached the point of no return. I cried out as my juices flowed from my body and down his still hard erection. Our thighs now bathed in my sexual juices.
My body was suddenly lifted up from the couch, his hands holding me in place upon his hard erection. I realized then that he was moving us to the floor in front of the fireplace. He slide me off him and laid me upon the ebony rug on the floor. He laid himself next to me. His fingers traced the inside of my thighs, my breath caught in my throat.
My back arched when his tongue ran the outside of my sex. His fingers parted the lips while his tongue tasted me. With every stroke of his tongue my body heat increased. I turned to the fire. His tongue tasted every past of my sex, leaving everything warm and excited. Every part of me was hot and wanted nothing more than to feel his hard staff in my soaking sex.
My hands raced through his hair trying to get him to give me what I wanted, what I needed. He responded and moved slowly up my body, his tongue circling my bellybutton then moved up to my hard peaks. His tongue circled my nipples, biting the tip and pulling them. A loud moan slipped past my lips as he moved north, reaching my neck. His long hard erection brushed the lips of my wet sex.
I laid there as he hooked my leg with his elbow. His eyes locked with mine as he penetrated my body. A low growl hissed through his teeth showing he own need and hunger. I bit my lower lip trying not to cry out, but it failed as a my own needy whimper came out. His lips pressed to mine, trying to show comfort or dominance, I couldn’t tell. My cry muffled by his deepening kiss. His hard hot length continued to thrust in long smooth strokes. I wanted him to cum, cum inside me so I could feel it.
As if reading my thoughts, his cum exploded inside me, spilling out past the lips of my sex like cream. He released my leg and my body went limp. My breath came out in short fast gasps. His head fitted itself in the crook of my neck and whispered, “I’ve dreamed about you for so long.”
I reached up at began stoking the hair upon his head, “I know, me too.” So I laid there, his body covering mine, watching the fire dance for all eternity....