**This is Part 2 of a story I wrote for a friend and her husband.** ***The link to Part 1 is in the comments.***
I break our kiss when I notice we have company. My fingers are still inside of you when I speak.
“Your wife is a wonderful kisser,” I say as I look into your eyes. “Thank you again for giving us some time alone.”
“So, my dear, I am at your service,” I say as my thumb flicks over your clit. “How would you like to proceed?”
You gasp at the unexpected pleasure. Then I release you and step back. You bask in my hungry gaze as I look you up and down.
Feeling empowered and desired, you decide to take charge. You tell us to wait out here while you change. With that you turn on your heels and stride into the side room.
The husband motions to the table where a bottle of scotch and two glasses await our attention. We pour, clink glasses, and sip the amber liquid. It goes down smoothly.
When you return, you find us seated in the two chairs facing the bed. While we appear relaxed, you can tell we are anything but.
You stride confidently back into the room, and we both sit ramrod straight in our chairs. Our mouths gape open slightly, like two schoolboys when the prettiest young teacher walks by.
You are a vision in mesh and lace.
Your sheer robe hugs you like a second skin. Exposing every magnificent curve to our gaze.
Even after seeing you in your lingerie I was not prepared for the sight of your mouth-watering breasts and hardening nipples.
We continue to drink you in with our eyes. Your toned arms and legs reveal your penchant for spending time in the gym. I’m vibrating with anticipation at the thought of running my fingers over your taut thighs.
Finally, my eyes run over your long torso. I find myself drawn to your cute belly button, and then lower to your shaved mound. The material gathers between your thighs just enough to disrupt my view of your hidden treasure.
I can’t help myself. I toss back the rest of my Scotch, and rise from my chair. With a great effort of willpower I keep my pace measured as I close the gap between us.
Soon enough, my hands are on your hips as I stand before you. I gaze down into your eyes and move as if to kiss you.
At the last moment my lips divert from your lips and land on your neck. My mouth latches onto your flesh briefly. Just enough to bring forth a gasp from you, but not enough to leave a mark.
You toss your head back in pleasure as my hands travel from your hips, up over your waist, and finally arrive at your full breasts. My fingers tease your nipples through the material as my kisses trail down your neck and along your collarbone.
I reach up to push the material off your shoulder ahead of my kisses. This exposes even more of your breasts and my kisses move downward.
Your skin is soft and supple beneath my lips. When my lips arrive at your nipple I am mildly disappointed to find your robe is still held up as if by magic.
It is only then I notice your nipples are so hard, they are supporting the edge of the robe. I tug gently on the sheer material, allowing it to fall.
Your robe puddles around your feet, my lips wrap around one nipple while my fingers gently pinch the other. Now my tongue flicks over the hard bud, and you feel your knees go weak.
I don’t give you time to recover. I lead you to the bed, and lay you down on your back.
“Play with your nipples,” I say as I pull off my tie and go to work on the buttons of my shirt.
Compelled by my words, your fingers tease your nipples, circling them then tugging on them just the way you like. The entire time you are watching my hairy chest come into view with each button undone. You revel in the look of pure lust on my face as I watch you.
As I tug off my shirt I allow my gaze to travel over your body. I delight in your curves, knowing you are mine to enjoy tonight. Unable to resist, I crawl onto the bed. My bare chest slides over your equally bare breasts as my lips move up to find yours.
The kiss, combined with the feel of my chest hair against your hard nipples inflames our ardor even more. Soon, our tongues are dancing. You feel the weight of my body atop you. You open your thighs to allow my own thigh between them. You cannot help grinding your increasingly wet pussy against my trousers.
You moan into my mouth as I press my thigh harder against you and our kiss deepens. Your fingernails rake my back as you writhe in pleasure beneath me. Sensing your need for release, I begin my slow descent from your mouth to your increasingly wet pussy lips.
My kisses move from your mouth to your cheek to your jaw, down your delicate neck, and along your collarbone. I trail kisses across your chest, breasts, and nipples. When I reach your navel you giggle and arch your back, urging me onward to your waiting pussy.
My hands gently push your thighs apart, so I can gaze upon your slick pussy lips. They are slightly parted in excitement and need.
I lean forward and you feel my tongue upon you. I lick slowly up your slit, savoring your taste. I lick again, and again. Each lick is slow and purposeful, spreading your juices over your pussy lips and onto your clitoris.
The tip of my tongue finds your clit, and you jump slightly. I focus on light flicks and licks up and down, side to side. I learn how your body reacts to each new sensation. My hands have been holding your taut thighs, keeping your legs spread just where I need them to be. My right hand slides along your inner thigh to find your pussy wet and ready.
My lips wrap around your clit, and I suck. Gently at first; I increase the intensity to gauge your reaction.
Another suck or two then it’s back to licking and flicking my tongue over your clit as I slide first one, then two, fingers into you. You’re so wet, they slide in easily. I immediately feel the walls of your pussy clamp down on my fingers, so I begin finger fucking you as I continue to lick and suck your clit.
***Picture this image. You are naked. Spread out on the bed. Head tossed back in pleasure. Hair tousled. Breasts heaving with every gasp of pleasure induced in you. You look down to see my fiery hair between your legs as I taste and tease your delectable pussy.***
I curl my fingers around now to stroke that special place at the top of your pussy. Simultaneously, my tongue presses on your clit from above. Your back arches in pleasure. I wrap my left hand around your thigh to hold you in place beneath my mouth. I’m listening to your moans and gasps, attuned to how your body responds to each sensation. Soon, I find the rhythm you enjoy best. When I hear you say “just like that” I continue with the same rhythm, the same pressure.
You feel your orgasm building. As your body responds, I focus on keeping my mouth and fingers where you need them.
Building
Gathering
Releasing!!!!
Your orgasm hits, and you temporarily lose control. I flatten my tongue and let you grind against me to your ever-increasing satisfaction.
As you come down from your orgasm, I slip out of my remaining clothing and crawl up the bed to wrap myself around you. I hold you while you bask in the afterglow, warm and satisfied.
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***Part 3 is coming soon***