A Single Evening of Romance
It seemed like something needed to be released, so here goes.
She's jittery and so am I. Her arms cross and rest on her chest, her fingers play with her arms momentarily before letting them loose, revealing her palm faces me gently angled, asking me to come closer. The desire is evident in her eyes, yet holds hesitation at the same time, much like mine.
The very fact that we are alone in this hotel room might not present itself again, making it a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity not to be missed. I shuffle towards her, wrapping my arms around her waist, my hands meeting hers as they touch her neck, admiring the expressiveness in her eyes, and gently place my forehead against hers, letting our eyes connect. We are silent, but I can sense the exhilaration from her as her fingers creep higher up my head, and I unite my lips with hers in a tender kiss, indulging in the warmth and softness of her lips gently drawing my head closer, feeling her warm, supple body against mine.
Both of us are eager for what's to come, and the mutual feeling encourages her to tilt her face slightly and lock lips. We exchange our sighs as her lips graze my neck before flicking her tongue against my ear, eliciting a minor shudder and sigh. I close my eyes, breathing in her distinctive scent and breathes out, the very definition of a breathtaking moment.
She unwinds our kiss slightly and brushes her lips against my neck while kissing her way down, ultimately landing several tender kisses on my lips. The sensations are electric, and I regain some control, maintaining a strong grip on her waist and pushing my hips towards hers. My consequence-driven brain reminds me of her up-close scenery, that I'm curbing underneath her. She has one hand over my mouth and caressing my stubble chin while the other hand reaches to my crotch. I'm gasping in ecstasy as she takes in the outline of my erection. She pushes her chest against my hips, her hot core snuggled against me.
The conversation is halted, but her feet move up and kiss me with pure passion, her left hand presses down on my chest, and we grind against one another. Her arousal is evident, stimulating my lower lip with her tongue, pulling me closer as an invitation. She gives in to her impulse and pushes her lips onto mine, and I lean back in awe, letting my hands unbutton her shirt. The buttons are obtrusive, especially as her hands find their way to my cock, her grip tightening as her hands drag her lips up my jawline. This turns me on even more and, eventually, gives away a groan of pleasure.
Eager to progress, she detaches our embrace for a few moments, gasps and presses little kisses on my face. Smiling, I finish buttoning her shirt, and she pulls her shirt off her arms, exposing her skin. My girlfriend is undeniably gorgeous - her skin a sharp contrast to mine soft and smooth, her body is alluring and curvy (we're not magazine material and we couldn't care less).
She's donning a red bra that embraces her luscious breasts, her breasts are mouthwatering delicious, not to mention the fact that she needs release. I move my hands rightly over her bra straps, and even easier, their straps come off her shoulders, causing her breasts to pop out, freeing them from a lingerie that was preventing me from exploring them so intimately. She sighs deeply as I assess her nipples, standing erect, captivated. I choose a breast, cupping it in my hands, and tease one of them with my thumb, glazing it over my knuckles, craving the other, trying to keep it all footage, I alter direction, maybe an inane obsession.
My girlfriend realizes my activity has ceased and leans back in to help undo my belt with expert skill and relishes the sensation of having her hand on my hard cock with her other hand busying herself by unbuttoning my shirt, swiftly and expertly removing the layers of clothing that were getting in my way.
I feel a small intake of breath catch her attention as the sight of my hard cock; she drops to her knees, sighing lustfully before locking her lips around the tip, tenderly stroking me free of the material and the remains of my trousers and socks, finishing the job with a graceful assist.
This woman's stunning brown eyes are longing up at me, and as I gaze down upon her, I can't help but be mesmerized by her half-naked figure - jeans left on but her amazing breasts hanging there - a huge turn-on. Her eyes now have a hunger and determination to them. Holding my cock with my hand, her hand wraps around its base, creating a stark color contrast as her smooth brown skin touches my flaccid member. She pulls back my foreskin before licking and caressing the tip with her tongue. She's a wonder to behold and worships my cock with great precision, lovingly licking the head and shaft, placing little kisses along the way.
I'm so tempted to grab her head and pull her onto me, but we don't know each other well yet, so I hold back and let her set the pace. Suddenly, she stops her ministrations and looks me in the eyes. With no words, she leads my cock into her mouth. The emotions swirling through me at this moment are beyond immense. The feeling of her mouth around my hard member is indescribable - her tongue swirling around my length while she moves up and down is pure bliss. I adore the way our color contrast complements us, her half-naked body with jeans on, especially her porcelain skin against my length.
In no time, I'm on the verge of climax, having been sexually deprived for over five years. I warn her I'm about to cum. Still, she speeds up her sucking, much to my surprise as I'm spasming and letting go of my seed. She swallows it all, and then strokes me gently with her hands. I am utterly blown away, completely doting on this woman. I tell her how incredible she is, how sensual her blowjob is, and her beauty is mesmerizing.
We embrace each other and I whisper seductively into her ears how this pleasure has left me craving to please her, and her breathy response is nothing more than a satisfied moan. I take her hand and lead her to the bed, where I remove her jeans and knickers. My senses are on overdrive; her scent tantalizes my nostrils, the vision of her dark knickers begging for exploration. I playfully kiss up her waist, inhaling her intoxicating aroma as I gently caress her wet nook through her knickers.
As her breaths lengthen and her moans get louder, I know she's enjoying every moment. I'm being careful to be gentle as I fumble to remove her jeans. Once they're off, she wiggles her hips, encouraging me to get closer. She urges me to remove her knickers as well. After taking in her captivating pussy - her short dark hair, so closely shaven, and now glistening with her arousal - I dive in, fiercely passionate. Inserting my tongue to each side of her fabric-covered mons pubis and then to the damp area between her legs, her approval is clear as she demands that I eat her - her breathing intensifies and she pulls her knickers as far as she can, letting me know where to aim.
Sliding them off in a single motion, I marvel at her enticing, wet pussy. It's so inviting, I dive in, treating her to my hunger for oral pleasure. Eating this woman is my favorite ritual, and I haven't had the pleasure in years. I want to make her feel good, so I enthusiastically devour her fluids and her clit with loving care. Soaking up every last drop of her delectable juices.
I repeat these actions a few more times, faithfully feeding on her until I detect her resisting my movements more frequently. Her hands clasp the back of my head, running through my short stubble, yanking me even closer to her. It's time to focus on her clitoris now; I lavish her with my tongue, sucking, licking, flicking, applying hard pressure and light pressure. She urges me to finger her aching vagina entrance. Of course, I oblige her cries and sighs, becoming louder and more intense as I insert two fingers inside her. Inside her vagina is just as enticing as everything else, and I curls my fingers up to ensure I'm hitting her most sensitive interior spot.
She is now pushing me, promising to be a maniac, and I comply. She wriggles and bucks wildly, my jaw stays locked in place on her clitoris as she convulses, squeaking and moaning. Her shouts escalate as her orgasm finally strikes, surging through her relentlessly, and I hold her organ on my tongue while she frenzies and jolts, expelling her love juices all over my fingers. When I finally relax my grip, I lick up every last drop of her precious fluid, ensuring not to miss any of her sweet nectar before her climax weakens.
With concerted effort, I'm ultimately shoved away from her writhing vagina, and I compliment her for an outstanding experience. Her aroma and taste rekindle my desire, reminding me that I am hard again, and I share the narrative of my arousal with her. As per her exhortation, I peel my now damp t-shirt off, and make my way up the bed, close to this glorious woman's quivering body.
I engage in a deep, passionate kiss with her, her naked frame dug into mine, and we cause an irresistible connection. She lifts her head, turns around, and hooks her fingers on my waist, fulfilling my desires while pleading me to never stop. I pull her back and push into her, her soft hips against my erection. She wiggles and rolls, coalizing my cock to her tempting opening. When properly aligned, I plugin and penetrate her, and the sensation is out of this world. Warm and indulgent it is; I penetrate her little by little, fulfilling her request and slide more deeply into her.
We lovingly rock back and forth, engrossed in her pleasure, and I nourish her breasts with my palm, my fingers pinching her nipples. Her hand joins mine and connects, and we share in attending to all of her desires. When our fingers touch, her rhythms adjust, and her procurement grows. I join her tempo, and we align our fondling in sync, to attain a sense of unison; our actions are amplified, and I can feel her clamping my cock as we inject our rhythms.
She eases me away and reverses her position, her gaping vagina yet caresses the head of my cock. She waits, teasing us both for a few breath-taking moments before embedding me upon her, we both let out many delighted outbursts at the sensation, and she lowers herself, fitting me inside her. In this instant, she grinds me and slowly screws herself out and in, as I remain still.
We gently undulate back and forth, seizing pleasure from the union. She rolls her body onto her side, looking back with unquenched eyes, and I understand her message. I rise up and curve my body around her, massaging her breasts in the process. She leans over and nips at my neck with her soft lips, groaning at her worst. She whispers into my delicate skin, savoring every moment of our connection, her hot aches inspire me, and she pushes me away, moving into position, and I witness her body move soulfully when she wants more of me.
This incites her to a frenzy, and she leans over my head and grabs onto me with her right hand as she continual takes my penis into her vagina. She peaks with a shriek, hovering over me for a while before screaming wildly at her pinnacle, my cock is level with her cervix, and we share the most content experience, we don't think about tomorrow or the grim reality of what awaits us; we simply live in this serene content.
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