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Touch

I see you resting beside me, your naked body, barely covered by those white sheets, reflecting the random colors coming from the TV I’m trying to watch. But you are there, doing nothing, or perhaps too much, showing me how sensual the simple act of breathing during your sleep can be. I imagine your face, turned away, covered by your long hair. I get closer to see your face, but without touching you. Your eyelids so relaxed, reveal the movement of your eyes, showing you are in the middle of a dream already. Your luscious lips slightly open, like ready to be kissed. I smile at that very thought…

Mmmmhmm…. – you hum softly when you feel my warm breath descending over your shoulder and your neck.

I lean on my back again…trying to leave you alone, paying some attention to the commercials on TV. No use…because my eyes get trapped by the magnetic vision of your feet. I can see the smoothness of your heels, your feet, so well taken care of…

My eyes continue running up and find your firm but shaped calves. Immediately the memory of me biting them slightly comes to me.

You make me quiver – remembering your words.

The back of your knees, so fascinating, so perfect, where I’ve written my name with my tongue so many times,

Ohhhhhh…. – while your heavy breathing charm my ears. I don’t know if I’m just only remembering or already letting myself go with caresses on your skin.

My teeth are used to softly nibble the back of your thighs, patiently, until I reach the roundness of your butt. Usually from here I jump to the small of your back, smelling, brushing it with my lips, releasing my warm breath over your skin.

Ahhhhh- you exhale slowly while my tongue zig zags up your spine until you feel me smelling the hair behind your neck. I’ve done that so many times, creating new ways, trying to cheat your body from guessing what will come next…

Is just that I'm fascinated by your soft skin. Mine is also very sensitive and I get high just by touching you like that. Now, here, I run my fingers by your hands, arms and shoulders with a very slow pace, trying not to wake you up

It feels like a feather… - you say, with your eyes closed. Already awake, smiling.

I love to gently brush your curves with my lips, tease you with my tongue and teeth. Your delicate neck, your trembling sides, your narrow waist, your small feet, your beautifully shaped calves, smooth knees and tender thighs, little by little I start approaching your breasts.

At first, I avoid the use of my mouth, driving you crazy, later I start nibbling the borders of your perky tits, brushing my cheeks and lips "casually" with your hardened nipples. Then a lick here, there, followed by a circle of saliva, around it, then the other, a nibble somewhere else, like in your lower back, very close to your round ass.

My warm breath, bathing your intimacy, but not touching it yet, drives you crazier, while my fingers dance around your hips, your stomach, outer thighs. My mouth starts ascending by your inner thighs now wildly open, offering that scented pink flower of your intimacy, already moist and tender. I smell your desire and just seeing my face getting closer and closer to your pussy makes you quiver, moan.

I caress the outer limits of your pussy, smelling, letting you feel the proximity of my untiring, yet gentle tongue. I know what I'm doing, you can see that now, and you tremble for what you imagine will come next. I trap one of those pink petals with my lips and pull gently, letting the delicate skin escape from my lips, while you moan, and hold my head, caressing me, rubbing your feet against my sides. Now I take my time with the other lip, almost making you scream. I can see your juices already flowing down, invading the room with your sensual scent. My tongue runs up and down your vulva, like a pencil drawing the enticing shape of the entrance. I reach the top, where your pulsing clit is now exposed, claiming attention, I kiss it, rub my lips against it, and gently. I stop momentarily just to inebriate myself with your scent. I start making slow circles around that delicate button of pleasures calculating my pace to build up your sensations, but without overwhelming you yet. Your breathing accelerates, the random path of my tongue doesn't let you know the next movement, just letting you assure that it will be even more delicious.

I drink your honey and keep savoring you -That's it … the right rhythm. I just need to keep it there while your hips begin a maddening dance. You’re feeling so close, so good. My fingers spreading your cheeks, running along your crack just add more sensations and.... There you are, that’s it… the unstoppable wave of pleasure hits you, your hips move violently, alternating between my finger and tongue, while you moan, again and again, without stop, like it doesn't end. And slowly, after a while, the movements come to a stop. Your clit's to sensitive right now, I know it and just kiss it softly and let it recover a little. You start smiling and just a few seconds later you feel my kisses giving way to a new, provocative dance of my tongue in your intimacy. Soft, studied pace that immediately brings you easily to the brink of another orgasm. You cum again, and recover lightly. And you see how I can keep you cumin as long as I want and you can take. I'm not even tired, just happy savoring your juices and listening your requests for more and pronouncing my name again and again with a guttural voice...

I wanna feel it – you moan excited – let me taste you.

I smile at your words. Your thighs opening and closing, letting me feel the warmth of your skin pressing my ears for brief moments … like trying to squeeze a few more delicious spasms from my tongue.

Let me have it, please …- I can feel in your voice trembling, like trying to sound convincing for me to stop, but your hips can’t stop trembling when I bring you to another orgasm…

Pleeeeeaaaaasssseeee….. – you cry..

I grab firmly your ass, and give you a last deep trust of my tongue, reaching as deep as possible, tasting your flavor, and in a long, slow upward stroke I brush your clit…making you gasp. I suck it now softer, slowing down, while your fingers play with my hair, thanking me…

You pull me close to you and kiss my face, covered with your honey.

You make me feel so good, love. – you say with a naughty smile.

Now, let me have some of this…. – while I feel your hand crawling down to my crotch…
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  • Autor: Shogun
  • Código: 13106
  • Fecha: 25-01-2005
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