I’m immobile watching her lips move all over me. She urges me to walk the few steps backwards to the bed. I comply, liking that she’s taking the lead. “Sit,” she orders, pulling both my pants and boxers down. My cock springs free, angry and needing attention.
She bites her bottom lip and clenches my cock, kneeling in front of me. I reach behind her and unclasp her bra. Right away it pops open, and eagerly I help her get it off. I can’t wait to see her tits. Proudly, she shows them to me grabbing a handful of one, but it only lasts for half of a second, and then she engulfs me. Her warm mouth wraps so fiercely around my shaft. I grunt out, my balls instantly tightening. I’ve imagined her sucking me off since the moment we met.
Watching her on her knees in front of me, nearly naked, is so fucking hot. With each jerk of her hand in sync with her lips wrapped around me, she makes tiny noises as she works my shaft with her soft lips. I move one of my hands to her hair and brush it over to one shoulder. Now I can see all of her, especially her tits, so big and full, moving along with her.
She catches me by surprise, reaching down with her free hand and touching herself. She’s so content, having her lips around my cock and her hand pleasing herself. But it’s not enough for me. I want to work her *. I want to see it and feel the inside of her. I hold her face and she looks up at me.
“My turn?” I ask.
She smiles, giving me a few more strokes and kisses the head of my shaft.
“I love your mouth,” I tell her as I help her stand up.
“I love your cock,” she responds staring down at me. I take my pants and shoes off, but leave my prosthetic on. I want to be able to give her anything, depending on how she wants me to fuck her. “You can take it off,” she says, further surprising me.
I stare at her bemused and ask, “Are you sure?”
She nods her head, saying, “Yeah, I want you to be comfortable. Your body is so sexy.”
I acquiesce to her request, even though I feel uneasy removing my prosthetic. She accepts me, which is something I love. She watches me, and once I am completely naked, she steps to me. I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, her * right in front of my face. There is nothing separating us, except for her blue underwear, a tiny streak of wetness running down the front. She wants me.
Taking my time, I go as slow as she did and weave my fingers into the sides of her panties. But before I pull them down, I kiss along her stomach and the inside of her thighs. She smells like heaven, a scent that at any moment could easily bring me to my knees. It’s nothing that I have ever smelled before. Finally, I land one last kiss on her sex.
She whimpers, watching me slide the thin lace down her legs. Her * is just as gorgeous as I imagined, with a thin strip of hair and nothing else but pure soft skin. I lean right in and lick her, separating her lips with my tongue, teasing her back and forth.
I grip her leg, pulling it towards me and guide her to straddle me on top of the bed. It gives me more access to fully wrap my mouth around her as she hovers over me. She cries out in bliss and grips my hair as I relish in her taste. Her noises are a powerful combination, something different than what I’m used to. She’s consistent and even, this all telling me what I’m doing is exactly what she wants.
My cock throbs, aching for attention and needing to release all the pent up anticipation that has built up from being with Elania. I don’t stop my movements though – pleasing her is too much of a reward to care about myself. I’ll wait, pushing her body to the edge. Holding her against my face. Then right as she begins to shudder and is about to give herself over to me, she stops and pulls away.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, concerned that I did something.
“Nothing,” she says and straddles my lap. Her hot cunt hovers over me. It takes every ounce of my willpower not to slam into her. “Are you okay without a condom? I’m on the pill and haven’t been with anyone for months.”
I agree, knowing that I only want to be with her from now on, and every time I was with Andrea we used a condom. I wouldn’t bend the rules there, but with El, she could ask me to do just about anything and I would do it.
She wraps her arms around my neck, rubbing herself against me. The friction is finally too much. I need her, dammit. Reaching down, I grip myself in search of her opening. She helps me and I nuzzle right in, losing my breath, the inside of her, so warm, so flawless and tight. She starts to move slowly, keeping our bodies close. Both of us are tangled together from head to toe. Hands explore every ounce of each other’s bodies. Lips leave wet kisses anywhere they can.