I am laying in bed, lightly sleeping. Aware of the sounds around me, the television and the traffic outside- but lost in the haze of sex and still smelling it in the air and on the sheets. I am thinking of us, reliving the moments we’ve had together- the taste of your hard dick in my mouth- the smooth texture sliding past my lips and across my tounge. I lick my lips thinking of it, becoming acutely aware of the aching inside my pussy, that now feels empty and swollen.

I pull the sheets from my body and arrange them so that my breasts are exposed, and my legs, just enough to make you notice me. I hear you reenter the room and I lay still, pretenting to be asleep. I can hear your breathing, a soft sigh as you whisper my name and it gets lost in the air between us. I listen as you cross the room and I feel you lay on the bed next to me. I lay still, wondering what your next move will be. My breathing deepens, maybe to keep up the charade that I’m asleep- but perhaps just to let you know that I am waiting for you. I feel you at the foot of the bed, your hands running up the back of my calf. I’m not sure if you think I’m sleeping, and I’m not sure if I should awaken, or allow you to seduce me this way. So I lay still. Feel the backs of your fingers run up the inside of my calf, and then you turn your hand over and gently massage my calf, rubbing under my knee. I feel your lips on the inside of my calf, your tounge gently licking my skin and your lips tracing a line up towards my knee. While I can’t control my breathing, I still laid silent, eyes closed and just feeling you. Just feeling.

You are kissing my skin, massaging my legs- moving higher. Exploring my skin, touching a scar on my inner leg- circling it with your tounge, kissing it- almost as if to heal it. The sensation to me is tortourous. I want to open my eyes and reach out for you- but I know you want to take your time. I feel your hands on the inside of my thighs and slowly spreading them. Eyes still closed, I gently moaned, anticipating the feel of your tounge on my aching pussy. But you continued your exploration. Licking and kissing the inside of my thighs. Inhaling my scent and moaning with pleasure. Your lips against my skin almost trembling beneath you. You hand reaches up and covers my aching pussy, putting some pressure on it, but then moving on. Your mouth moves higher as the sheets are torn away. I am very aware of my nakedness and vulnerability but I lay still- allowing you to continue this submission.

I can feel you laying between my legs, hear your breathing and feel your mouth close me. I can feel your hot breath on my pussy. The thought that you are looking at me so intimately is so erotic and I am invisioning the wetness literally dripping from my swollen lips. I am aching for you to touch me, to taste me, to fill me. I gently moan, begging for you- but to do what? I am so engulfed in the sensation I can’t even think clearly. I just want more…. more…..

“So pretty” I hear you whisper appreciatively, as you blow a stream of air over my pussy. The sensation is cool and tingly and I sigh and wait patiently for what I’m hoping comes next. But you are not done and clearly enjoying the journey. I feel your body move up over me and you lay down next to me. I can feel the hardness of your cock against my thigh and I want to reach out and grab you, stroke the length of the shaft and massage the head with my thumb- but before I can move, I feel your mouth on my breasts. Licking and sucking them. Massaging and kissing the whole area of them- dragging your lips and teeth over the nipple, kissing, sucking, burying your face in my breasts, brushing your cheeks across them, smelling my skin and admiring my body… The sucking on my nipples sends vibrations right to my pussy and I can no longer lay still and I am gently arching my back, pressing my hips down into the bed and feeling myself getting closer to a climax. I could almost reach it- just from your mouth on my nipples. The aching in my pussy is painful and I ache to have you release the pressure. I can smell your hair, the scent of your skin, so raw, clean and so inherently male… it’s intoxicating. Without sight, my skin is alive with sensation and I can feel your cock, pressing against my thigh, the hair from your body, the grooves in your fingers. You slowly move up to my neck. Kissing and licking me. Gently turning my head to one side so you have access to my neck, my ear and my jawline. I can hear you whispering my name, over and over. You’re beautiful, I love you. The words are flowing like water and I am awash in the emotion, spinning with desire and overwhelmed from the admiration. This is not sex, this is nirvana. Your hands move over my arms and shoulders as you kiss me on the cheek, my forehead and finally my lips. I gently kiss back, your lips are hot and wet. You trace my lips with your tounge. I reach forward to kiss you but you pull back- as if to keep me on the edge of my desire.

I feel you move your body over mine, kissing me passionately and lovingly. Postioning yourself between my legs, I hear you whisper for me to open my eyes. I obey your request and finally see your face, smiling at me- loving me. Your eyes are dark and endless, and I feel that you are looking through me. You can feel my body aching beneath you, I can feel your cock, hard and pressing against me, waiting to be inside me- waiting to fill me. I can’t seem to speak, just a whisper “Make love to me baby.”
I feel you move above me, your cock moving between my lips and easing gently towards the heat that calls it.
“Yes baby…” I hear you whisper as you sink into my body and we are one…. “oh yes.”