Birthday Part 3
She paused before the sofa, not sure where he intended for her to be. She turned in time to feel the pressure of his hand against her shoulder. It was enough to make her fall against the soft cushions. Yet, even this was graceful. To him, it seemed she floated, landed on a cloud. He smiled, his eyes grew darker with desire as he drank in her form. He met her gaze, his smile deepening. She smiled in return, happy to hold his gaze.
Slowly, oh so slowly, he knelt before her. His hands pushed her thighs apart, fully exposing her pussy to him. He leaned close and inhaled her sweet scent. His eyes lifted to hers again, and he licked his lips.
"So..sweet..." he murmered huskily. She shivered with anticipation. Her lips parted as if to speak, but her voice could not be found. He lowered his head, his warm breath tickled against the velvet softness of her labia. She whimpered faintly. His tongue snaked out, dancing along the soft flesh, teasing. She shivered.
He lapped gently at her swelling clit, enjoying the way she squirmed beneath him. He slid his hands along her thighs, to her back side, and cupped her ass. He delved deeper into her, tasting her fully. His tongue lapped and darted against her clit, against her slit, coaxing her nectars. Her hips lifted as she pressed her body against his face. A soft moan parted her lips.
Her hands slid down, her fingers curled in his hair. She pushed his face into her. He licked and suckled as she buried his face in her pussy, moaning against the swollen clit. He took the nub in his mouth, sucking it gently. He flicked his tongue over it, then let it slide from his mouth, only to assault it once again with the flat of his tongue. She shuddered at the feel of his tongue washing over her, her thighs drenched in precum. She wrapped her legs about him, her fingers tightening in his hair as she bucked.
"Yesss!" she hissed, thrusting her hips upward. She fucked his face, begged him with her body to make her cum. His tongue delved deep within her pussy, coaxing and teasing. She bucked even harder, crying out her passion. He brought her climax closer, made her body arch back.
Finally, she reached the edge. A burning sensation shot through the very core of her, and she held her breath for the merest of moments. In a rush, it was released in a vibrant cry that echoed against the walls. Her body arched and bucked violently beneath his face. His tongue was relentless, lapping at her pussy even as she released. Her arms stretched above her head, grabbing the edge of the sofa as she twisted and bucked. Her body shuddered, and finally fell against the sofa. She was gasping for breath, her eyes were glazed.
He slid from between her supple thighs and licked his lips, tasting the remaining traces of her. He looked at her, loving how beautiful she looked in her release.
"This..my love...is the beginning.."
Slowly, oh so slowly, he knelt before her. His hands pushed her thighs apart, fully exposing her pussy to him. He leaned close and inhaled her sweet scent. His eyes lifted to hers again, and he licked his lips.
"So..sweet..." he murmered huskily. She shivered with anticipation. Her lips parted as if to speak, but her voice could not be found. He lowered his head, his warm breath tickled against the velvet softness of her labia. She whimpered faintly. His tongue snaked out, dancing along the soft flesh, teasing. She shivered.
He lapped gently at her swelling clit, enjoying the way she squirmed beneath him. He slid his hands along her thighs, to her back side, and cupped her ass. He delved deeper into her, tasting her fully. His tongue lapped and darted against her clit, against her slit, coaxing her nectars. Her hips lifted as she pressed her body against his face. A soft moan parted her lips.
Her hands slid down, her fingers curled in his hair. She pushed his face into her. He licked and suckled as she buried his face in her pussy, moaning against the swollen clit. He took the nub in his mouth, sucking it gently. He flicked his tongue over it, then let it slide from his mouth, only to assault it once again with the flat of his tongue. She shuddered at the feel of his tongue washing over her, her thighs drenched in precum. She wrapped her legs about him, her fingers tightening in his hair as she bucked.
"Yesss!" she hissed, thrusting her hips upward. She fucked his face, begged him with her body to make her cum. His tongue delved deep within her pussy, coaxing and teasing. She bucked even harder, crying out her passion. He brought her climax closer, made her body arch back.
Finally, she reached the edge. A burning sensation shot through the very core of her, and she held her breath for the merest of moments. In a rush, it was released in a vibrant cry that echoed against the walls. Her body arched and bucked violently beneath his face. His tongue was relentless, lapping at her pussy even as she released. Her arms stretched above her head, grabbing the edge of the sofa as she twisted and bucked. Her body shuddered, and finally fell against the sofa. She was gasping for breath, her eyes were glazed.
He slid from between her supple thighs and licked his lips, tasting the remaining traces of her. He looked at her, loving how beautiful she looked in her release.
"This..my love...is the beginning.."