The next night after dinner
Kendall © 2007
The room was dark, when we first walked in I neither had the motivation nor the necessity of turning the light on. We flung each other's clothes off and groped and kissed like this was going to be the first and last time we would ever make love. Now with us both naked. I gave desperate licks and kisses over your chest and breast and trailed kisses along your belly. I dropped to my knees and began to lick the inside of your thighs. Deliberate soft kisses mixed with an occasional flip of the tongue. I began to up his intensity and you began to moan.
I removed myself from my current position and move you over to the wall by the door. I make you spread your legs and lean you against the wall. I kiss you softly on the neck and then placed my mouth directly over your nipple and apply the most delicate suction while I flick my tongue wantonly over your nipple. Not so much as to devour but to savor. I twirl your other nipple and pull on it lightly with my other hand. I kneel down between your legs again and slid my tongue slowly through the lips. Causing you to rock forward and grab my head nearly loosing your balance.
I place my hand between your legs and grab you by the wrist and plant them firmly against the wall, forcing you to push your pelvis deeper into my face. In this position you has no leverage and can only squat down a small amount. The added benefit is that when you do squat down you becomes more accessible to me.
Nuzzling and softly sucking your clit has caused you to start rhythmic gyrations against my face. I turn my head sideways to try to slide my tongue into you. You lean off the wall to do your best to assist me in this goal. A goal which I soon find. I have becomes ravenous, licking and prodding and tasting, trying to consume your very essence. You have become just as lost in your own passion, helping to make sure that not one area of your sex is left undiscovered.
I latch my lips around your clit and suck and grind my tongue against it trying to milk the orgasm from you. I can tell from your grinding that are close as the muscles in your stomach tense. I release your arms and stand up and quickly moves you over to the couch. I sits you on the couch and yanks your legs forward, placing my hands behind your knees to pushes your legs up, spreads them and launch my tongue back deep inside of you. Pushing deeper while rocking my top lip against your clit.
I stop and lower your legs and place the head directly at the entrance and push so, so slowly, rocking my hips, inching my way in. Then I finally push not violently but with an urgent deliberateness. I move in and out of you slowly then I quicken the pace while you groan and thrash under me. I see the tensing of your stomach this time and just as you give your final squeeze I pulls out and ravenously begins to suck your clit again, this time allowing you to scream out while your clit convulses in my mouth and my tongue relishes the prize.
I help you to regain your composure by kissing you softly and rolling you onto your stomach massaging your back alternating between caresses and kisses. I move on the couch directly behind you in-between your legs, which allows me to nibble the back of your thighs and your ass and the small of her back up to your shoulders and ending at your neck. Then I move back down but this time my tongue has replaced the nibbles. Slowly flicking my tongue down the small of your back and across your ass, moving in between your thighs. Licking the back of your thighs down to the area behind your knees. I take my hand and place it under your pelvis in order to get you to push your ass up in the air ever so slightly.
You are wet again, but this time I am not teasing. I work my tongue feverishly from behind, missing not one area. Sucking at the hole like I am dying of thirst. Forcing my tongue into your ass.
I pull you off the couch and places you on all four I give two or three more licks at her parted lips and I position myself behind you so that my legs are outside of yours and I enters you. I move inside of you and pauses to relish the moment.
I reach around your waist and pull you back to my chest and I begin to rock while playing with your breast. I slides a hand down to your clit and begin to rub it with smooth stroke, starting at the tips of my fingers down the length of them to the palm of my hand, while alternately caressing your breast and your nipples with my other hand. It is a slow rhythmic motion as I begin to rock with you sending my hand to explore your body. Sucking your fingers biting your neck, while you try to bounce up and down on me. You manage to wiggle in time with my motions trying to suck an orgasm from out of me but in doing so you fever your own needs.
Our movements have changed from rhythmic to needy and wanting. Furious grindings and thrust that seem almost angry, cupping your breast and pinching your nipples. I bites you on her neck, hard, as the very essence of life pulses from the base of my cock up the shaft and out the head causing a searing ecstasy as it leaps violently from him. The eruption of my liquor has fueled your own release from that confining place in our lives that keep us civilized. The pit of your stomach boils as electricity begins to emanate from the edge of your body and centers in your core. The flow at first is a trickle and then explodes as the walls of your vagina convulse. Your clit throbs, your body looses control so totally that for an instance you are frightened. Your body purges itself of desire as I hold on to you so that neither you nor I will fall.
Still connected but laying down, we stay there, reality seeping in slowly around us. We both sense this and decide not to move but instead to deal with reality in the morning when we wake up. |