FabSwingers.com: melodie (56) , Woman in runcorn, North West, UK

you lay there so beautiful...i get so excited feeling you against me...i climb down...and you slowly roll over onto your back...i part your legs...and kiss inside your thighs...then lick your lips...youre still sleeping or so i thinkbut i can tell its affecting you...i slide my arms under your legs...and kiss your lips...kiss under you lips as i would kiss you licking you and sucking on your lips...tasting you clit ... I think god i so love your taste ...i cant get enough and slowly run my tongue inside you...slowly your hands reach down...and you place them in my hair...you seem like you are still sleeping like this is a fantasy to you...and i lick you moreso gently it feels like Im hardly touching you then i suck your clit between my lips swirl over it with the tip of my tongue and with that your hands clench in my hair...and i know you are awake though your eyes stay closed my tongue slips down...sliding inside you...that metallic taste of inside youso sweetmaking me so much more excited....i lick you deeply...swirling my tongue inside you in circles...you pull me hard against you...and let a whimper escape your throat...my tongue slides back upunder your lipssucking on each in turn...you feel the pressure of my fingertips against youslowly they push inside you and you push back against themyou start pulling me harder against you...my lips feel so soft against you clit...you can smell your own excitement in the airand hear the sounds of my tongue against youi look up from under the blanket to watch your eyes...to see your tummyand you look down at meI look at you wanting to know your thoughtsyou bite your bottom lipI lick you a bit harder wanting you to vocalize your desires you tell me it feels so good ask you to tell me what you want.. Again I lick deep inside you You whimper then say touch me.. my stomach...breast...everything just feel me i slide up next to you...you tell me

You had led me by hand into the bedroom, saying nothing, explaining nothing. You sat me on an upright chair placed to the rear, closing the door leaving the room in a midnight darkness. I could see absolutely nothing, occasionally hearing some light sounds from you but unable place them. A sense, somewhere between panic intrigue, was threatening to overcome me when there was the sudden flash of a struck match, blinding in its brilliance set against the dark. A single candle was lit and became the only source of light in the room, but it just enhanced the atmosphere to view glimpses of you mixed with shadows and darkness.

You, who I had only ever thought of as perfect Lady, a Princess placed on a pedestal, were now performing a show just for me, starting to openly pleasure yourself with lust fuelled desire. I watched you with mute fascination, not wanting to distract you by uttering some inane comment, fearful of shattering the magic. The sexual sounds, coupled with the snatched flitting images, were being seared into my brain, my flesh screaming with longing and desire.

Stepping forward, you enabled me to see you fully, but leaving in your wake, a dancing sexual shadow. You inserted one finger into your hot wet pussy, slowly, teasingly, pushing your finger in and out, the accompanying sound of wet suction filling the stilled room. Your fingers spread out fan-like, making slow swirls and circles in and around the opening petal folds surrounding your vagina. You opened your legs slightly wider, emitting a small gasp that you fought so hard to silence. Using just the very tip of a finger, you began to very gently rub the magical, almost penal, protrusion that had emerged from behind its own personal sheath of flesh. I knew just how much that one spot could throb and pulse, seemingly living it's own, self-contained, erotic life. The spot that I loved to spend so much time worshipping at, the spot that gives you so much pleasure. Your hips began to grind downwards, dipping to a rhythmic beat, a dance that only you could hear the music to you. You had never had the courage to masturbate in front of me before, despite all the requests I had made. You were lost to the lust now, excited beyond the point of no return, the initial self-conscious embarrassment to have me watching you long forgotten. Not that you have ever had any objections to masturbating, you may have deigned it, but I always knew you did it in private.

I watched you intently, taking in ever movement, ever twitch of building excitement, unable to refrain from grabbing hold of my demanding cock, gently stroking it, as my vision was transfixed on you. With each moan, gasp and sigh of pleasure that you emitted, every time your wet, slick fingers slid in and out of your pussy, I stroked myself harder, faster, almost allowing myself to be carried away with the passion of the moment, threatening to lose my control. It had seemed impossible but you managed to reach a yet higher lever of sexual fever, the tip of your tongue running seductively over your lips as you watched me play with my cock. It seemed that the more I lusted for you, the more pleasured myself by watching you, the more turned on you became, filled by desire. wanting to do for me. You could feel the fires of passion engulfing you, every nerve screaming for release, your need beginning to erupt inside. You motioned for me to follow you, leaving my chair, and pulling me down beside you on the bed.

You grasped my hands, placed them on your breasts and directed me, through gasped breaths, in what you wanted me to do next. I pinched and twisted your nipples, slowly applying increased pressure until I felt a shudder of erotic pain run through. I took each erect, demanding nipple in turn, beginning to suck them as if I were a starving child. You inserted two fingers into yourself again and we could both plainly hear the delicious sucking sounds, one of the most erotic sounds on earth, as you pumped in and out, faster and faster. Your body pushed back against each thrust, increasing the depth of your fingers with each lunge until you finally allowed yourself to climax. Tossing your head back as your body shook in powerful spasmodic surges, continuing to pulse through for several minutes before you finally managed to relax. Removing your fingers from inside, dripping with your glorious nectar, you placed them into my mouth. I licked them lustily, swallowing hard because my throat was raw from my own ragged breathing, the glorious juices from your pussy giving an instant soothing.

We lazed for hours afterwards, kissing stoking with the utmost delicacy, our two body's seaming to almost merge into one being, the skin between us melting.

The candle flickered, spluttered and died, plunging the room into darkness once again.

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