The room was dark, save for the few dim candles-strategically placed- that sparsely populated the shelves and bedside table. The only sounds were my soft footsteps as I approached the bedside, and soft breathing from the figure on the bed. Eventually, I reached the bed. I slipped my shirt off and allowed it to fall to the ground. Next came the shoes, ever so slowly as to not wake her. Then I slid onto the bed, positioning myself over top of her, one leg off the side and the other one on its knee between her own legs, and supporting myself with my arms. I stroked her hair softly, earning a sleepy sigh of contentment.
I rose up onto my knees and began to rub her shoulders. The feeling of her soft skin underneath my rough fingers was divine.
After a few seconds, her eyes fluttered open, and she quickly flipped onto her back to confront her suprising masseuse. Her brief panic turned into sleepy bliss as she recognized me. Before a word could escape her lips, mine were pressed against hers. Those pretty eyes fluttered shut as she gave into the kiss. Our tongues swirled and danced in a graceful battle, each trying to take control of the other. I pulled mine out and bit her lip. As she shuddered beneath me I felt the pressure in my jeans grow, but I wasn't gonna give in just yet.
I pulled back and put a finger to my lips; she knew well that if she didn't listen her relief would take much longer. She only gazed up into my eyes pleadingly and bit her lip. I quickly discarded the blanket and drank in every inch of her pale body. Besides the skimpy bra-one strap off her shoulder-and panties, she was completely exposed to me. I loved it. Loved how she hated me taking my time. Love how she squirmed, want in her eyes. Love how wet she was against my leg, and pushed her crotch into it for some pleasure.
I slid off her and sat on the edge of the bed, with a slight whimper of protest from her. I stood at the edge of the bed and pointed to the center of the room. She knew what to do. She got up and walked to where I pointed. Gazing into my eyes, she reached up and slid the only used shoulder strap off, and squeezed the fabric to her breasts. Rubbing her perfect, petite tits together. She smirked at the rising bulge in my pants and bite in my lip. A low growl from me was enough to remind her who was in charge.
She let the bra fall to the ground and turned around, presenting me with a full view of her tight, fit ass. She bent over and slipped the panties down around her ankles.
I couldn't wait any longer. Just as she stood up fully, I was behind her, one hand wrapped around her waist, one wrapped around her chest. I squeezed her tit hard, and sucked down on her neck. She gasped and I felt her knees shake as she struggled to stay standing. She didn't have to for long. I scooped her up and practically threw her on the bed. She sat up quickly and fumbled with my jeans, hands quivering in excitement. Managing to pull them down to my knees, she went for my boxers. I grabbed her hair-sharp gasp from her-and glared down at her. Quickly realizing her mistake, she muttered an apology and placed her arms behind her back. Then she bit the top of my boxers and, grunting with the effort, pulled them down to my thighs. My cock practically slapped her forehead when it was freed.
With no hesitation, she engulfed my dick. I didn't even bother to chastice her for not taking it in slow; just let the pure ecstasy wash over me. The wet warmth of her mouth felt fantastic. I let my head fall back and moaned, and this only seemed to further her excitement. She began to bob her head back and forth, up and down my throbbing dick. Almost all the way to the balls, and then back until the tip almost left her mouth. She was going slow, and planned to milk it as long as possible. I, however, had different plans. I grabbed two handfuls of her hair and pulled her head into my crotch. I felt my tip enter her throat, and proceeded to use her mouth as my fuckhole. No protest came from her, she had no gag reflex anyways. I grunted and moaned, only further aroused by the sound of my cock ramming in and out of her mouth.
And then I felt it. I pulled my cock out-with a satisfying pop sound as it left her lips- yanked her head back, and came all over her face. It adorned her cheeks, her lips, and dripped down onto her tits. It was a beautiful, messy sight.
She was breathing hard and was seemingly exhausted. But I wasn't done with her yet. I ordered her to lick off her lips, then kissed her softly. Without taking my lips off hers, I pushed her back onto the bed, so that her legs were now hanging off the edge and I was leaning down over her.
I broke off the kiss-whimper of protest from her- and spread her legs wide. I gazed down at her pussy, and impulsively licked my lips. Before she could react, I dropped to my knees and began to devour that sweet spot between her thighs. She gasped and swore loudly, then grabbed handfuls of my hair and pushed my mouth in further. I couldn't even be bothered to swat her hands away, her taste driving me mad. I licked ever fold, ever crevice, everything my tongue could find. I alternated between sucking on her clit and penetrating her with my tongue. She moaned and ground her hips against my face, covering my mouth and nose in her juice. I couldn't breath but that didn't slow my frantic pace. I was in a frenzy, licking faster and faster. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she screamed my name as she pulled me in as far as she could. Then she came violently all over my face, in my mouth, everywhere.
She released her death grip on me, and I slowly stood up, licking my lips as I struggled to regain my composure. She was shuddering from the orgasm, eyes closed and murmuring obscenities as she rode out the shockwaves. I bent in for a kiss. I lightly grazed her lips with my own and murmured for her to slide back onto the bed.
I slid in top of her, kissing her neck and playing with hair until we both had recovered somewhat. My dick was fully erect again, and I heard her sharply intake her breath as the tip grazed her entrance. I stared deeply into her eyes, and saw the lust and love in them. I was done toying with her, and gave in.
My dick slid inside her slowly. She swore as it entered, and her arms worked their ways under my sides as she clawed into my back. I grit my teeth and countered by thrusting in the rest of the way. Her eyes fluttered again and her grip tightened. I slid in and out of her slowly, switching from kissing her lips and sucking on her neck. She was panting and letting out soft moans as my dick slid in and out, in and out.
I quickened the pace and speed. Grunting and moaning and I thrust my hips faster and faster. Going deeper and deeper each time. She was wailing at this point, begging for more. I was happy to oblige, we became a blur of sweat and moans and passion. The only thing I could focus on was her. Her moaning again and again. Her tits bouncing from the force. How good my cock felt as it almost fully emerged then plunged back inside her. And finally: release. I let out a resounding "FUCK!" As I came. I felt it surge out of me, and as if in sync, her nails felt as if drew blood when she raked her hands down my back and came. I held out over top of her for a time, my head buried in her shoulder and we both shook and struggled for precious oxygen.
Barely able to support myself, I slid off her and collapsed next to her on the bed. She managed to turn over to gaze into my eyes, sleepy satisfication radiating off her. I managed to plant a kiss on her head and pull the blankets up over us before drifting off into pleasant slumber.
