Oral Sex contd.

She is the first person on my mind when I wake up, and she is the last person that I think of before I fall asleep.

Right now she is lying in my arms, on our bed, naked and unashamed.

She is smiling her peaceful smile. Both of us are immersed into one of these delightful little fountains of eternity. I look into her eyes and see nothing but absolute trust in me. She does not know it yet, but tonight she will be mine, more than she has ever been before.

Very slowly, my lips reach for her earlobe and gently squeeze it. In my arms I can feel her going tense for a fraction of a second, but she quickly relaxes. Then, as my lips keep pinching her earlobe, my tongue ventures forward to meet and embrace its tip just inside my mouth. Against her skin, my tongue becomes in turns tender and weightless, pushy and playful, warm and docile…

She lets out a soft moan.

I cannot see her face, yet I know that she has closed her eyes and locked all sorts of ravishing dreams behind them. And I am already going insane because every breath I take, my lungs are filling with the scent of her hair.

I decide that I should pull myself together and regain some control rapidly, or else I will never be able to take her as far as I want to tonight. I need my attention focused on something, and I need it focused soon.

Fortunately my left hand happens to be as free as air right now. I let it wander without restraint across her body, from her perfect breasts down to her waist. All along the way, it brushes very lightly against her skin; all along the way, every single touch of my fingers is enough to send a long and exquisite shiver rippling at the surface of her body.

She gasps and in a faint voice asks me to touch her.

I lightly bite her earlobe as my only answer, and suspend the downward movement of my left hand mere millimeters away from her sex.

She wants me inside of her and lets out a weak moan of protest, but my fingers will not move. No matter how wild I am driven by her soft dark curls brushing against my thumb, no matter how crazy it makes me to feel the heat of her womanhood already burning the back of my hand like a red hot iron – I will not give in.

She turns her face left and right, trying to escape the maddening grip of my teeth and lips on her earlobe.

She should know better by now.

Now that she has given up on my left hand, the tip of my index and middle finger quickly part the gates of her womanhood and plunge inside of her: she is as hot and wet as I thought she would be. Taken by surprise, she jerks, she presses her cheek and her face against mine, and she repeats my name a few times. Meanwhile I am sucking harder and harder on her earlobe. I pause to whisper into her ear that I will soon be doing exactly that to her clit. She is breathing hard.

I raise myself on my right elbow and give her a few seconds to calm down. At times like this I cannot take my eyes off of hers; in one long look she tells me that she loves me, that she has completely abandoned herself to me, and that her entire body is mine to take and to please. That whole conversation between our eyes must have taken all of five minutes. Five minutes during which my left hand showered her midriff with caresses and fondled her warm breasts with infinite care and delicateness.

I lean over her face and we share in a long, deep kiss.

She is still smiling when I grab the pillow from behind her head. She looks intrigued; if only she knew what I intend to do with it and what I intend to do to her over the next few minutes, she would probably run away while she is still capable of holding on to some shred of sanity.

I put the pillow down on the bed, by her hip. Despite the fact that her curiosity is more aroused than ever, she does not ask any questions and obediently helps me place the pillow under her, thus raising her womanhood a few inches over the level of her midriff.

With my hands, I firmly part her legs open and lie down between her thighs. I smile at her confidently, and I look at her in the eye to reassure her. I know that until tonight she has never truly enjoyed oral sex; I remember that ever since we have been together, she has always dissuaded me from even trying to give her pleasure that way. But tonight she cannot stop me from teaching her how perfectly blissful it can feel.

I cannot wait.

I clasp her ankles into my hands and rub my thumbs over them. Slowly, my hands move up her calves until they reach the hollow behind her knees. They stop there for a second, and I massage her for a few seconds with my index and middle finger. Then my hands resume their ascent, up the soft skin on the inside of her thighs.

She is already so tense from the anticipation that any movement of my hands triggers her legs and pelvis to twitch and jerk.

When I finally give in to her demands and touch her sex, she moans and goes stiff for a few seconds. Playfully I run two fingers on her outer lips, rubbing them intensely and mercilessly. For the second time tonight my fingers plunge inside of her… I move in and then come out, repeating this pattern ad infinitum, progressing deeper into her with every penetration, sending shockwaves of pleasure to splash and resonate throughout her body. She is deliciously wet. She is ready for me.

My fingers coated with her juices, I slowly move out of her and crawl up her cleft until I reach her clit. I dance and swirl around it as she whimpers and begs for me to touch her and release some of the formidable pressure that has been building up inside of her. I tell her that she should not be so impatient, that I am far from being done with her, that we have all the time in the world.

I am saying all these things and yet I know that I am shaking almost as much as she is. I can now gaze at her womanhood at my leisure, and I am already dying to kiss her and lick her. Somehow I even come to think that I already have her taste in my mouth…

All of a sudden I press my burning lips against the soft skin of her inner thigh. She lets out a deep moan of excitement under the firmness of my kiss, her free leg rocking in the steady motion of my mouth’s thrusts. That is the moment I choose to finally comply with her earlier request and rub her clit with my fingers. She throws her head back and abandons herself completely to my will and to my touch.

Now is the perfect time for my hands to move away from her womanhood and let my mouth finish the job.

I shower her outer lips with brief and light kisses. I drive her literally insane every time my mouth makes contact with her warm and salty skin, as well as every time our lips part. Slowly the kisses ripen and grow deeper and longer; they ultimately become as deep and as long as if I were kissing her mouth. She is wide open, she is waiting for me, and I want to give her more pleasure than she has ever had in her life.

I slip my tongue into the back of her cleft and lick the inside of her inner lips all the way to the front. Right now this is the only point of contact between our two bodies, and I can only imagine the effect it must have on her mind. Even if she is trying to focus on something else, she will not be able to – all her thoughts will inevitably converge to that one part of her body.

I keep kissing and licking her. In my mouth and in my jaw I can feel her heart pounding; I know how perfectly its rhythm espouses that of my tongue’s motions.

Suddenly my tongue moves outside of her and upward to cover her clit. She goes stiff again and raises her hips a few inches above the pillow to give me better access to her womanhood.

She is my horny, unashamed little baby.

My tongue brushes against her clit, pushes it from left to right and from right to left, licks it, caresses it, fondles it, and retreats back into my mouth – only to assault it again with more vigor than before.

I can taste her womanhood and her clit, swollen with desire; I can hear her moaning and whimpering my name in a faint voice; I can feel her entire body twitching and snapping…

All this drives me absolutely wild.

So I suck on her.

I suck on her and as I suck on her, I cannot keep my tongue from caressing her clit inside of my mouth some more.

I suck on her and as I suck on her, she finally comes; her skin trembles and shivers, and then as the pleasure radiates from her womanhood to the rest of her being, rushing up her nerves and up her veins, the shaking of her body amplifies; she cannot control herself anymore; her arms and legs rip through the air as they desperately look for something to hang on to… all this while the sweet melody of her moans of pleasure fills the whole room.

It takes the orgasm ten, maybe twenty seconds to reach its climax and disappear.

Baby, tonight I will be the last person that you think of when you fall asleep. And tomorrow I will be the first person on your mind when you wake up…