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I took your feet into my lap... Pressing my warm palms into your soles, running my fingers between your toes... I lifted your leg.. Looking longingly up at your naked body, between your thighs at the precious warmth kept there... My breathing both deepened and quickened as I ran a finger up your leg, tracing a path to your upper thigh and then working my way back down to your feet...
I remember you had your eyes closed as I watched you.. So trusting with me. So comfortable. So warm and safe. I massaged your feet slowly, deliberately, working my way up... I felt your calves soften under my touch as I rubbed them, pressed them. Made them my own.
Your thighs were less of a boundary, as I reached up with a hand on each and turned them to putty within moments. My thumbs fingers and palms working as a cohesive unit drawing out all tensions in your lower half... Caressing the skin... Drawing you in with my eyes, taking in every detail as the half light danced across your breasts, over your stomach, ran across my hands as they in turn danced upon your body.. My hand running up and down the fingers beginning a playful ballet in the shadows as they reached up and took your hands...
I leaned over towards you as you lifted your legs apart to grant me access to your hidden treasure... I watched your face, your mouth open with anticipation as I in turn lowered my mouth over your flower... Smooth and shaved my lips parted yours as my tounge darted up and down, mentally mapping the landscape.. My hands let go of yours to take your thighs and I pulled you closer to me, pushing my tounge further into you, coating my mouth in you, your essences, your juices.
In and out I darted my tounge, making sure to run a lap around the edge now and again to break it up, to keep you guessing... I then took my tounge up and ran it around looking for your clit, and found it I did. I felt you tremble as I ran across it, I felt your swoon as I pressed into it, and I felt you shake as I flickered at it... I licked it as your hips became a ride, lifting up and down, meeting my mouth halfway, working in unison to get that right angle, that nice spot on the side that for some reason is just that much more sensitive....
I smiled to myself as I planted my lips around your mound and sucked, sucked on your clit, and felt your convulse and heard you moan and cry as in the vacuum my own wet muscle continued its work, refusing to rest, not giving up....
I felt your hands in my hair, across my head, pulling me into you as you began to shudder, began to heave.. Your hands leaving my head just as quickly to claw at pillows nearby as your mouth becomes silent, frozen open, teeth bared, I felt you under me as muscles tightened and contracted as you came and I in turn froze with my mouth where it was.
Slowly you began to breathe again... Your body relaxed and I pulled my mouth up, tasting you on my tounge... I moved up to hold you and stroke your skin in the half light.... I pulled you close to me... I told you how beautiful you were to me.... And we just laid there.. In the dark. In the half light...
I remember you had your eyes closed as I watched you.. So trusting with me. So comfortable. So warm and safe. I massaged your feet slowly, deliberately, working my way up... I felt your calves soften under my touch as I rubbed them, pressed them. Made them my own.
Your thighs were less of a boundary, as I reached up with a hand on each and turned them to putty within moments. My thumbs fingers and palms working as a cohesive unit drawing out all tensions in your lower half... Caressing the skin... Drawing you in with my eyes, taking in every detail as the half light danced across your breasts, over your stomach, ran across my hands as they in turn danced upon your body.. My hand running up and down the fingers beginning a playful ballet in the shadows as they reached up and took your hands...
I leaned over towards you as you lifted your legs apart to grant me access to your hidden treasure... I watched your face, your mouth open with anticipation as I in turn lowered my mouth over your flower... Smooth and shaved my lips parted yours as my tounge darted up and down, mentally mapping the landscape.. My hands let go of yours to take your thighs and I pulled you closer to me, pushing my tounge further into you, coating my mouth in you, your essences, your juices.
In and out I darted my tounge, making sure to run a lap around the edge now and again to break it up, to keep you guessing... I then took my tounge up and ran it around looking for your clit, and found it I did. I felt you tremble as I ran across it, I felt your swoon as I pressed into it, and I felt you shake as I flickered at it... I licked it as your hips became a ride, lifting up and down, meeting my mouth halfway, working in unison to get that right angle, that nice spot on the side that for some reason is just that much more sensitive....
I smiled to myself as I planted my lips around your mound and sucked, sucked on your clit, and felt your convulse and heard you moan and cry as in the vacuum my own wet muscle continued its work, refusing to rest, not giving up....
I felt your hands in my hair, across my head, pulling me into you as you began to shudder, began to heave.. Your hands leaving my head just as quickly to claw at pillows nearby as your mouth becomes silent, frozen open, teeth bared, I felt you under me as muscles tightened and contracted as you came and I in turn froze with my mouth where it was.
Slowly you began to breathe again... Your body relaxed and I pulled my mouth up, tasting you on my tounge... I moved up to hold you and stroke your skin in the half light.... I pulled you close to me... I told you how beautiful you were to me.... And we just laid there.. In the dark. In the half light...