He and I once joked that for us “kinky” would probably mean something vanilla. I guess I’m feeling a little kinky tonight…
You cup my cheek in your warm, strong hand. Your thumb softly strokes my mouth. My eyes close and my lips part. My tongue darts out and laps your thumb. You chuckle.
Your hand skims down my neck, lightly touching my collarbone. Your fingers play there for just a moment, lightly dancing across the sensitive skin. I tremble, goosebumps covering my flesh. A gasp escapes my throat. You grin.
Warm fingers trail down to my hard nipple, stroking. A heavy palm encapsulates my breast, squeezing softly. You bend down, taking my other nipple in your mouth, gently sucking, nipping lightly with your teeth. I moan softly. You kiss the tight nipple lightly.
Your hand lets go of my breast, caressing my side, across my stomach. I tremble, my breath catching in my throat. Both hands on my hips, you pull me firmly against you. I can feel your need, firm against my stomach.
I wrap my arms around your neck, pulling you closer to me. I kiss you softly, licking your lips. I plant small kisses along your jaw and down your neck. I feel your hands stroke my lower back and my ass. You grab my ass firmly, pulling me impossibly closer. I stand on my toes, desperate to kiss your soft mouth again.
One hand lets go of my ass, moving across my hip, and dips into my pussy. I am wet, dripping for you. Slowly, you insert two fingers. I begin to rock against them. My soft mewling fills the room. Gently, slowly, you stroke my clit. I feel my release building, gradually. You apply gentle pressure to my clit, never breaking our kiss – one hand kneading my ass. I gasp as I cum over your hand. You bring your fingers to your mouth and softly lick my juices from your fingers.
With gentle pressure, you guide me to the bed, laying me back against soft pillows. Your body covers me fully. Looking into my eyes, you kiss me tenderly, cradling my face with your hands. Softly, you say, “Mine.”
Beautiful as always! (:
Thank you… 🙂
Awww, thanks…wish it were real…
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