Sometimes work takes us away from those we cherish but there are ways to keep in touch and oh when we return....
The Pleasures of Business
I heard the alarm go off and before I opened my eyes I made the foggy transition from my dreams to the waking world. Opening my eyes I could see the morning sun was already at work and soft daylight was brightening the room. Usually I hated getting up and being disturbed from the surrealistic tapestries of my dreams but once I was awake my body loved the warmth and sensual softness of the covers tucked around my body and best of all I loved to roll over and get close to the wonderfully warn body sleeping right next to me. The snooze button gave us five more minutes of snugly heaven and I wanted each of them spent with her body tucked into mine. I could feel her sleepy self move into the crook of my body with the same skills one needed when trying to squeeze into a city parking spot. Five minutes doesn't seem like a lot but in those precious few minutes I can feel every aspect of my body come awake and it likes nothing better than to wake snuggled around a warm body.
Today was all that much more difficult to get moving as I was scheduled to fly out of town for a few days and I was having premature withdrawal symptoms. Just as I was getting intoxicated by the flowery scent of her hair I felt her tap off the alarm again and sadly felt her body slide off the bed as she started our morning rituals. When I heard the shower stop I took my cue and started shaving as she toweled off. I tried to glance over at her in between strokes of the razor and lustily enjoyed every glimpse of her naked body and thought it closer to a private sensual dance than merely a practical application of a dry towel. When she did her long legs she caught me staring and chided me for letting the water run but who could blame me really I thought. Rapidly trying to finish shaving I caught her watching me as I tried not to remove a layer of skin as I hurried along. “How do you do that so fast?” she asked. “Do something every day and you better get good at it” I said and gave the sexiest smile I could with a face streaked in shaving cream. “Someday you’ll have to let me do that for you” she said returning my sexy smile and I couldn't help but laugh. Part of me was enticed by the sensuality of the idea and part of me didn’t want to wear band aids on my face for a week and have to explain to anyone who might ask what happened. “I’m serious!” she said seeing me laugh. “I do my legs all the time, I know how to shave” she stated quite firmly and I knew that eventually there was no way I was going to get out of it. It might not be soon but once she got an idea in her head there was no stopping her and my chin quivered with dread. Finishing up I changed the subject and took my turn in the shower and the subject was forgotten for the moment.
While she brushed and flossed I jumped into the shower and the water felt warm and refreshing as it woke me up entirely. Massaging fingers of warm water kneaded my body and the wetness caressed every inch of my skin awakening not only my body but also my sensual being. If only I had someone with me beneath this erotic cascade my morning would be perfect I thought. I could feel my body humming with increasing energy like someone was turning on all the light switches in a big building coming more and more awake and aroused with every second. I’m sure she was able to see my sexual illumination through the shower glass and I made sure she got a good view. I soaked my head and shampooed my hair and as I was rinsing off the foam I look towards the sink and caught her watching me so I decided to not play fair. I grabbed my wash cloth and lathered up some soap and began to erotically scrub my body clean. She stood there with a smile of approval adorning her face and just a towel wrapped around her body. I gave her my sexiest look as I scrubbed and half played with myself as the water splashed over me doing my best impression of some gratuitous male adorned calendar I always wanted to be Mr. May I thought and that evidently was the last straw.
Checking her watch first to see how much time we had she then popped the towel knot and walked back into the shower saying something about me not being around for a few days and wanting to make sure I could get all my hard to reach places clean. She took the cloth from me and turned me around and started to run the cloth and hands over my shoulders working her way down my back over my rear and down my legs with the soap making a sensual friction-less softness between us. She then spun me around to get my front and started on my chest. She had this sensual look about her as she was thoroughly happy to be soaping me up enjoying every minute of this as she played with my body by making patterns with my chest hairs before moving along and erotically caressing the rest of my torso with the slippery soft cloth. I stepped on the edge of the shower with each leg so she could keep going and noticed she missed the parts I really wanted attention on the most. Grabbing the shower head she used it to rinse all the soap from my body before handing it back to me to put back. As I reached back to put it in place she sunk to he knees and positioned herself right in front of my swollen self and I could hardly contain my excitement. I wasn’t totally hard yet but probably already fully extended and was thick and pliable in her delicate hands. With one hand guiding my shaft and the other massaging my sack she took me into her mouth and I felt myself go weak from her warmth and softness. I lent back and let the water run over my head and closed my eyes as both the water and her talent drove me up the wall. Knowing I had a plane to catch she was all business so to speak and with her fingers massaging me I didn’t last very long at all. Leaning back under the sensual touch of the water and her relentless attention on my orgasmic trigger I climaxed strong and powerful. She could sense its arrival from the sudden stiffness of my body and sounds of delight coming from my throat.
I felt her tighten her grip on me and steady herself for my climatic explosion and when that thick fluid forced its way out of my body she was ready to catch every drop. First the sensation of it rushing through me was amazing but after each spurt I could feel the muscles in her mouth accept it and the muscles in her throat swallow in between each blast causing me to convulse again and again long after I had poured out all the liquid I had to give. As I returned to my senses the first thing I noticed was how wonderful the water felt as it ran over me. Next I looked down and she was still kissing and sucking my shaft softer and softer and yet it was almost too much I was so sensitive from the eruptions. My legs felt weak and the warm water made me feel like a jelly fish. She had this grin of satisfaction on her face that made me smile inside and out and as I helped her up I could see she had some over flow on her chin so I stepped aside so she could wash off. All the while she just smiled that devilish smile and I knew I was in that good kind of trouble. I took off the shower massage and used the shower to warm up the shower wall before I leaned her back against it and began to let the water massage her body like it did mine.
I caressed her with my free hand making sure I lavished attention on all the important spots like her neck, her nipples and down her smooth belly. She leaned back fully against the wall and I moved in close still sending warm water over her body. because of the need for speed I zeroed right into her control center and softly touched her soaked mound. The lower I probed the wider she spread her feet to give me more access. I let warm water run over her nipples and it ran down her body where it cascaded over my hand as I teased and massaged her pleasure groove. Feeling the water rush over my hand as I tickled and rubbed my way inside I got a brainstorm of an idea to really make her crazy. I changed the shower handle from its shower setting to a soft but rapid pulsing stream of water meant specifically for massaging and changed the focus of the stream to a more appropriate place to massage. Spiraling closer and closer to the top of her mound I let the water work its pulsating vibrating massage on her outside while my fingers did their magic below. With one of her hands on my shoulder and one caressing my face I used the pulsing water and my intimate knowledge of her most erogenous spots to set off a tsunami inside our little shower stall. Strong tremors shook her body as she tried to hold onto me for the ride.
I could feel her clenching my fingers involuntarily and her hands holding onto me tightly as the waves of energy racked her being. I could feel her legs start to tremble and want to give out letting more of her weight fall into my hand causing it to grind a little more into her electrified epicenter which of course caused a strong aftershock almost making her jump back up for a second only to repeat the process over and over for several long moments. Alas she could take it no more and put her hand on mine to hold it still while she returned to her senses. I thumbed the handle back to a shower stream and rinsed off her body to cool it down after working so hard. Seeing her return to her senses I hung up the head and we embraced in a long sweet kiss while the water ran over our faces and bodies and we would have hardly noticed except that the hot water was beginning to run out. From then on we were moving at full speed to rinse off and get our morning back on schedule. She stepped out first and as I finished washing up under the cooling spray I smiled to myself as I wondered if our climatic moans and sounds of satisfaction sounded better in the shower?
Hanging up my towel to dry I walked into the bedroom and she was half dressed and if I didn’t have a plane to catch I would have jumped her right there and been late again for work due to unforeseeable circumstances. Her chest was beautifully wrapped in a red lace bra with matching panties and she was just slipping her leg into another thigh high stocking and it started me going like freshly hit tuning fork. That image of her sexily dressing stirred passions inside me like nothing else and thought to myself that that vision would be with me the entire time I would be away. As I dressed I would catch her glancing at me and I could see she was thinking along the same lines so I gave a few obvious poses for her mental Polaroid collection. I loved the fact that she would visibly lust after me it was an instant turn on and it gave me a wonderful feeling inside knowing that I wasn’t the only one whose brain was so easily sidetracked by simply looking. She was beautiful fully dressed and as I admired her simple yet professional look I couldn’t help but remember how unbelievably sexy she was dressed just beneath that thin layer of professional looking clothes. I could see approval in her eyes as I slipped on my suit and as I tied my tie her sexy looks gave me this feeling of power and virility that gave me a boost like no cup of coffee ever could.
We grabbed a quick cup of coffee and something to eat and were on the road to the airport before the cup had a chance to get cold. Even with obeying the speed limit we arrived at the airport and all too soon she was kissing me good bye as I grabbed my bags and headed into the departures gate. After a quick ride on the plane then a cab and an elevator I was unpacking in my sanitary hotel room and not long after that I was back out in a cab on my way to my first meeting of the day. The first day is always a blur between the travel and making my way around a new town so it wasn’t until I was back in my room and trying to call home that I felt like I was missing something. By the time I got to call I could hear the sleepiness in her voice so after we caught up on the day I sent her off to bed with wish for sweet dreams a long distance kiss. The next day was equally as rapid and I felt like a machine making my rounds and visits and even had one very attractive office assistant offer to show me around town after which I found flattering but did my best to gracefully decline. That night it was another brief conversation and after I watched the sports report before falling asleep. My last day on the road was significantly slower and during the lunch hour I was free so I gave her a call at her office as a surprise and to take some of the edge off from being all alone in a city far away from home.
I could hear the surprise in her voice as I said hello and then the some exasperation of what ever was going on at her place of business and I gave it my best shot at cheering her up. I listened a she vented about her boss and thick skulled coworkers and made my jokes when I could and it seemed to do the trick. With the frustrations out of the way I confessed to how much I was missing her and she to me and before we got too sappy I told her I missed her kisses the most. She said she missed my big warm body the most especially in bed where snuggling with a blanket just wasn’t the same. I said I missed something to grope in bed and I’m sure she could hear me grin as I spoke. I miss that morning shaft of sunlight when I wake she said in kind of a sexual code in case anyone was in ear shot. Quickly grasping the game I turned up the stakes and said I cant wait to see the moon at night I said coyly. I cant wait to see stars she quipped back and I said I cant wait to show them to you as we explore all the heavenly bodies. I want to see the Milky Way she seductively teased me and I said of course we’ll have no problem getting into orbit I chuckled. I love when you count me down to blast off she continued and I volleyed back with a roger control, ill let you know exactly when the rocket will launch. Another landing of man on the moon, that’s my favorite she teased and I couldn’t stop giggling for a while after that until she said she had to get back to work for awhile and made me promise to call her later that night. With a quick I love you my call was over and although I missed her very much playing with her on the phone took the edge off of being away.
I finished my mission that day and checked in for one more night of sleeping alone in a hotel bed. When it was close to her bedtime I called home and she answered quickly stating she was already lounging under the covers. I knew my time might be limited because I knew once she hit the sheets it was only a matter of time before she slipped off to dreamland. We caught up quickly on the rest of our days and the sound of her voice and the thought of her wonderful body barely clothed beneath the covers was making me a bit hot under the collar. I asked her what she was wearing and I could sense her amusement as she tired to sound casual about wearing one of my big dress shirts and pair of red silk panties. With that simple description she put my libido into over drive. No expensive lingerie can compete with the site of my favorite person wearing one of my dress shirts. Its another part of our shared intimacy and just plain sexy as hell to boot. You know what that does to me I said now how can I ever get to sleep when that’s all I’ll be able to think about for the rest of the evening. She gave a sultry laugh and said your poor thing such a rough life you lead.
What are you wearing to bed she asked in return and I mentioned that I was wearing my briefs and a t shirt but would rather be wearing her over some silly underwear pointing out that she would be much warmer and a much more snug fit. I too miss my man blanket she sighed. I miss your weight on me with your slightly sweaty scent and salty skin she continued. I miss all your aromas I replied especially your perfume and the delicate sweetness of your hair right after a shower. I can’t wait till tomorrow she said, I want to run my hands over all the muscles in your body and feel their size and power as your body engulfs mine. I will be mad with passion when we do when I can feel you silky skin against mine I said seductively. Vivid images and memories of having her wonderful body in my arms were running through my head driving me as crazy as was the distance between us. I could hear every sexy nuance in her voice as we seduced each other over the phone and as we continued I could hear her arousal and breathing increasing the more I vocally teased her.
It wasn’t my intent to go much further than teasing but the more I teased and listened to her voice and its incredible sexy intonations the more difficult it was to not to keep pushing the envelope further. I was as hot as she has ever made me and it usually took some passionate kissing and groping to get me this fired up. I felt half in heaven and half in hell as my body ached for the touch of hers and yet felt the frustration of being so far away. We both closed out eyes and just listened as the other spoke and sometimes it was almost as if she was right next to me. I started to describe how I would lavish attention on her breasts and I could hear her moving and squirming while I spoke while on her end I could hear her hands caressing her sensitive chest for me. Seductively I told her how much I wanted to squeeze them and massage them in my warm hands and how I would caress my face over their soft perky selves. I wanted to knead and tug on them as she moaned sweet tunes of satisfaction for me. I whispered how much I wanted to kiss and suckle her nipples till they stood up and begged to be sucked harder and longer and when they were totally tingling from all that attention I would press my hot body over them grinding our hips together as I kissed her hard long and deep.
I poured my passionate thoughts over the line to her and she crooned me with her moans of pleasure and softly spoke of her own hot and steamy thoughts which made me purr like a giant tiger. I listened to her sweet voice describe intimate details of what drives her crazy and it was as insightful as much as it was erotic. She loved the power in my body and my gentle strength she could sense when I held her in my arms. She loved kissing me and way I probed for her tongue and how our tongues danced in our mouths. Smelling my musky scent as she kissed my chest or sucked on my nipples drove her crazy but not as much as seeing the bulge in my pants or my semi rigidness when I woke or walk out of the shower. It was a wonder she made it to work every morning with that kind of bait dangling around she exclaimed. While she divulged her passions I had been touching myself and when she mentioned loving me in that half erect state I mentioned that it was exactly the current state I was in but not for much longer if she kept working me up. Oh! I love when you rub it for me, she said I could almost climax just from watching you especially if you do it till you cover me in your special honey. If you do it after I’ve climaxed the sensation of the hot gooeyness splashing and running over my body sends little after shocks through out my body like nothing else she said almost breathlessly.
I love all the ways we share my emissions I said especially if you do it for me and hold on as I erupt through your and my stuff fountains up and then down all over us like lava running down the volcano. I’m sure that was when she started to caress her pleasure mound through the silky material of her panties because she moaned once for my vocal description and again shortly there after. I continued to tell her of my itinerary of my sexual trip around her body and tried to describe every attraction and detour I planned to make on he way. I spoke of how I would escalate our foreplay by slowly graduating from long passionate kisses to ever increasing erotic and sensual touches saving the most sensitive areas for my final approach. Lightly my fingers would glide over her silky thighs and panties driving me as wild inside as it did her too I bet. Delicately I would trace the outline of her most sensitive folds of skin just a thin piece of fabric away. One of the advantages of real silk is its ability to transfer heat and she could feel the tracing warmth of my fingers and I could feel the warm moistness building beneath. Teasingly slowly I would increase the pressure and speed behind my touch until I finally slipped my hand inside the material to find her a warm wet mess of slippery goodness underneath.
I would swirl my fingers around her opening and get them coated with her slippery warm fluid and the more I rubbed to around the more I could massage and tease her epicenter. Sometimes I would just press into it and some times I gently pinched it and let it slide in and out of the pressure grasp of my thumb and finger. Before I let hr rocket off on my hand I liked to tickle every spot and my favorite one is just inside. It is extremely exciting to be able to touch her so intimately inside her and feel the concentric rings of muscles stretch to accommodate a long finger or two. I used my ring and middle finger to spread and probe and massage that deep spot while my thumb rubbed outside at the same time. While it was one of my favorite ways to pleasure her I always had to be conscious of her state of arousal because I could rush her over the edge all too soon that way. Although a powerful climax was my ultimate goal I wanted it to arrive at the end of a long wild ride.
By now I was getting seriously warm and was pumping my hand more vigorously on my shaft as we vocally teased each other and I tilted the phone so that she could hear my sounds of pleasure both from my throat and the unmistakable sound of my hand gliding rapidly over the ridge on my excited swollen head. Sometimes I would pleasure myself in front of her to make her crazy and occasionally I would use a tie as a blindfold and she would squirm in heightened anticipation as all she could do was listen to me rub away never quite knowing when her body would be splashed by my hot fluid. Full sentenced escaped us and the best we could manage were our pet names and soft moans. I could hear her body squirm on the sheets of our bed and I whispered her name as I felt the heat of the moment escalate with every breath and stroke as she vocally painted me a sensual picture no one could ever create on paper or canvas.
My body ached to be beside hers and it was a sweet torture to be so intimate and yet so far away. I could almost sense her next to me and as the symphony of her sounds was building to its climax I felt the echo of excitement in mine as every note of her song sent electric tingles through me. When she came for me I was right with her as the sounds of her release pushed me over the edge. I felt the intensity of my orgasm and the sensation of the fluid forcing its way out of me and felt the heat of it as it cascaded back onto me coating my swollen head before overflowing down my hand. Yet despite the power and mind numbing side effect of such a strong climax I heard every sound and noise she made just for me as she thundered into her own approaching storm of pleasure. I cant recall what kinds of sounds I made but as I came to my senses a bit I realized I was breathing quite hard but still managed to tell her how much I loved her in between breaths. Before my body yearned for her touch to fulfill its sexual needs but now I wish she was close just to hold and softly kiss. With our primal urges sated for now it seemed to make it more apparent how much we missed being together and needed the touch of the other. I placated her with thoughts of what was to be tomorrow when I got back home and we both felt another exciting anticipation begin to build again. As the clocked ticked into the evening I could feel us both struggling to keep awake and reluctantly we decided to call it a night. I wished her sweet dreams and she sent me the same and we both kissed the phone out of habit as we said goodnight.
The following morning was a blur of packing and final stops for work and a then mad dash for the airport because there was no way I was going to miss my flight and spend another night alone. After another routine flight I headed to the baggage carousel I saw her waiting for me and my eyes were very glad to see her. I could see excitement in her posture and a sexy happy smile that lit up her face. By the warmth I felt in my cheeks I knew I had the same elated look as she. When we kissed it was electric yet I could feel a restraint in our passion as we were in public. Had it been that I walked in the door of our house I would have kissed her much harder and longer rivaling any passionate embrace of legend ever told and probably not make it to the bedroom. I would save that thought for later I told myself as we stood inches apart and got reacquainted. It was hard to break away but the buzz of the baggage carousel starting up got us moving. A few minutes later I easily spotted my bag by the strip of purple ribbon she had put on it for me partly to make it easy to identify my bag and partly as a reminder of her. That wasn’t the only reminder she planted on me either, I had found little things all during my trip from notes in my suit pockets to a scarf stuffed into my suitcase that still had remnants of her flowery perfume. Good thing I left one of my big t shirts in the top of her dresser so she would have something of mine to sleep in. Inside I left a note saying my shirt will pinch hit till I get back to snuggle you properly.
Walking out with suitcase in tow she had a firm grip on my hand and kept her body against mine as much as she could not parting without a kiss when we had to get into the car. The ride home was quick and we held hands as we caught up on the day’s events. We stopped at a store to get something fresh to make for dinner and while she started prepping I quickly unpacked. I changed into some flannel boxers I had and took over in the kitchen so she could also disrobe from her work wear. A few minutes later she was back in more casual attire and we continued to make our welcome home glad to be back dinner. I opened a nice bottle of wine and in between sips we dance in the kitchen while we cooked like it was a ballroom floor. We were Light on our feet as we spun and danced form counter to counter or stove occasionally meeting in the middle of our arcs around the room. I chopped while she sauteed or I stirred while she checked the oven and we never missed a cue for a quick kiss or tender touch during our dinner dance. It was good to be home.
Dinner was delicious quickly cleared away and the kitchen closed with our hunger sated. Well at least or want for nourishment was fulfilled but there are other hungers that had yet to be answered. I was scratching my face absentmindedly and I caught her looking at me looking hard as if she were trying to imagine something. Sensing I was in trouble I stopped scratching and tried to look innocent but it was to no avail. She grabbed my hand and said come with me all too reminiscent of the way some school teachers guided me off to detention during my formative years. We headed towards the bedroom and my hopes started to rise but when she grabbed a small stool and headed to the bathroom I really started to worry. Sit she said and patted the stool for me. Take off that shirt too she said and as I complied I heard her rummaging in the medicine cabinet behind me. With a sexy smile she said she wanted nothing more than to sit on the couch and kiss me for hours but there was no way that was going to happen with a five o’clock shadow from another time zone. I peeked in the mirror and I was pretty scruffy and would be more than happy to shave for her but I started to sweat as she was washing off my razor with the can of cream next to her on the counter. I’ve watched you do this and I know I can do it she said. I do my legs everyday and that’s much harder she said your face will be like doing one knee. One big knee she said again for emphasis. Before I could protest she had deflated any argument I could think of or any idea I had of talking her out of it. She was probably right but I felt I still needed to extract some kind of payment for letting her shave me. I said you can do it if you like but you have to strip to your underwear. Deal she said all too fast and I all I could do was smile enjoy the view and await my fate.
In the mirror I could see her slip out of her clothes right behind me and daintily fold them on the side. The site of her half naked body emerging from her clothes and standing there in her beautiful silky underwear stirred me up inside so much I felt I might have trouble sitting still during this process. Her body drove me wild on its own but when it was accentuated by silk and lace it was enhanced all the more. Now it was tantalizing close to me touching me at various times and I felt I really couldn’t touch her much lest she slip with the razor. I caressed her legs as she squirted a blob of the cream into one hand and she just gave me that look which was one of pure pleasure. Gently she coated my face covering all the areas she wanted to exfoliate and a dab on my nose for good measure. Wiping off the excess from her hands she grabbed the razor and I sat with my hands on her thighs my chin up and some fingers crossed.
Starting at the bottom of my neck like I do she held the razor upside down and went up half way and all along the arc of my neck adeptly gliding over every contour as good as I if I was doing it myself. I was impressed and thought maybe she really did watch me closely as I concentrated in the mirror. I relaxed a bit and looking down without moving I could see her chest hanging out towards me held in place by the silk and lace restraint. They we enticing and calling my hands to come fondle them but while she worked on my face I dare not make any sudden moves. Each time she reached to the side to rinse off the razor I took the opportunity to touch them and cares my way down her torso over her hips and back to the sides of her legs as she readied the razor for another round of strokes. I gave her a little help with my chin but overall she did a fantastic job and I felt confident she could finish without drawing a drop of blood. I have had a shave at a barber before but never one like this where the barber was so beautiful or so gentle and intimate. Delicately she held my head still as she worked and in a few short minutes my face was as smooth as possible. It was an incredible turn on to have her smooth sexy body so close and yet not really be able to touch it like I wanted. I had to be temporarily satisfied with feeling her legs occasional touch on mine and tantalizing views of her body whenever I could. Like dessert in a glass case all I could do was ogle her sweet breasts framed in silk as they bobbed back and forth in front of my face as she moved around me and it was driving me wild. Looking satisfied with her job she toweled off any remnants of shaving cream from my face and after admiring her handy work she caressed my smoothness and kissed me softy and said thank you.
Her kiss was soft and sensuous and all I could think of was putting this freshly smoothed face to good use. Apparently she had the same idea because she was pulling me up and leading me toward the bedroom. One of the things I liked about her was she wasn’t shy about being the sexual aggressor sometimes and I found it quite the turn on visibly knowing she wanted me so much in the carnal sense. I never doubted her love or desire for me but when a beautiful woman wants to ravish you its just an incredible feeling. At the foot of the bed we were a tangle of lips arms and pressed together bodies as we aggressively pawed and felt each others bodies. In the midst of all that groping she not only managed to slip off her bra and panties but also my last bit of clothing by sliding off my underwear and kicking it aside. I loomed over her and she sank back onto the bed with me in hot pursuit. With the skill of a professional wrestler she pushed me to the side and climbed atop me with a look in her eyes that gave me goose bumps. Her face was flushed with her excitement and she almost hopped all the way up my body in one leap. I found it an incredible turn on to know she was that sexually aroused and even more to know I was the source of that arousal and I was determined to do my best to quench that fire inside her. I tossed a pillow aside as she made her way all the way over my chest and I tucked my arms under her legs as she moved into position with her already damp passion fruit right above my silky smooth face. I could smell her musky sweetness as she brought her hips closer and closer. I could feel her holding onto the head board and I caressed the backs of her thighs and beautiful curves of her rear as I let my hot breath warm her sensitive skin in anticipation of the coming contact. I could hear her soft sweet moans begin their symphony as I moved in for a soft kiss.
Licking my lips to make them softer I kissed her hanging folds of sensitivity lightly and quick. Her legs parted some and her apex lowered and with each widening scoot it was easier to ply her kisses and licks. I tickled her with my tongue sometimes circling my target and sometimes I would just part her and let my flat tongue drag across her opening. I felt her hips rock and arch out for my touch anytime I would pause. I elevated my contact by probing slightly and the second I broke the surface with my tongue so to speak I could feel her salty lubrication begin to flow for me. The deeper I went with my tongue the more juice that would flow out and I could feel its residue on my chin and face. I drove her wild with my lingual massages and she started to grind her mound into strategic parts of my face especially the knob of my chin. When I sucked on her clit she went crazy bucking and grinding her hips harder and harder on my face as my chin became the perfect tool to massage certain erogenous pressure points which only she knew where and exactly how hard and vigorous they wanted attention. All the while I orally stimulated her sensitive jewel the best way I knew how which was sucking it up in my lips with my tongue flicking over it in my mouth. With ever increasing power and speed she continued her assault on my face and I tried to hold on for the full ride. Soon her body was shaking as much as she was pumping and grinding me and I could feel her climax rumble through her in more ways than one. First I felt her body trembling and could feel her tense from the legs up and I could sense her griping the headboard with all her might. Them as she convulsed on me I could feel the waves of muscles racking her body down her spine all the way out to her toes. Finally and best of all I could feel the warmth flood from her body over my face and her sweet salty secretion was incredible. There was no chance for me to catch every tasty drop so I simply did my best and enjoyed being covered in her creamy goodness as it tickled and felt cool on every spot of my face where ever it spread.
With each successive after shock I felt more and more of that orgasmic rigidity leave her body until she finally jumped aside and collapsed on the bed breathlessly saying she was so hypersensitive she couldn’t take anymore direct contact for a few moments. As she returned to her senses I starting to climb atop her sprawled body and began to kiss my way up her belly letting her lubrication ease the progress of my face up her smooth belly. With a dreamy sexy smile she reached between us and guided my erectness home as I climbed aboard and as fast as that I sunk all the way into her warm wet haven I missed so much. She enveloped me `pumping into her wetness and I slowly drifted into that tantric zone of pleasure from the mind numbing pleasures that were emanating from my loins. My body hummed with the pleasure of being totally enveloped by her body and my heart felt a similar happiness no longer having to wish I was his close. I knew I had missed her while I was away but once we were this intimately connected I realized how much I missed her in the physical sense as much as I had emotionally and it enhanced out love making that much more. .
My body sang its pleasure song as I plunged in and out and like a kettle on the stove I felt the boiling process begin. Simmering inside for a while now I could feel that the pressure inside me was building and would have to escape soon. I felt her fingers in my hair and could still smell her musky essence on my face where it had been soaked in it before and now I felt my loins covered in it much the same way. It had a cool tingling effect on any place it had coated adding another dimension to the all sensations I was feeling. She fit me perfectly and I wish I could go on indefinitely but there was no way my body was going to let that happen now. Quickly and powerfully my climax arrived and with a last deep plunge to ensure there would be no turning back I felt the kettle whistle blow. I was tempted to let my fluid go deep inside her but I had a naughty idea and at the last second I pulled out grabbed my shaft and aimed my stream of hot sticky gel right at her still swollen and sensitive flower. Each contraction inside my body pumped yet another gusher of hot liquid from my body. Each cathartic spurt was forcing its way through my tingling core in the most unbelievable of sensations.
When the first glob of stuff landed on her ultra sensitive petals I could see little shock waves explode through her body echoing the explosions going on in mine. Each blast was another tickle and thrill and as it landed hard and ran its way down causing even more shivers through her frame. I swirled my head into that mess of me and her and I’m not sure if the warmth was from her or myself but it was wonderful. I slipped back inside to enjoy some more of the amazing way her body pleasured mine and tried to kiss her as best I could as I still was breathing quite hard. I stayed stiff for a little while after all of that but soon the exhaustion of such an intense release started to catch up to me and I began to throb down. I thought I might be too much on top of her and started to roll to the side but she kept me wrapped up tight so I did the only thing I could do which was to stay like that and kiss her hard and long till she let go. Eventually we ended up spooning under the covers and as we snuggled in for the night I closed my eyes and let the sweet scent of her hair and remnants of perfume soothe me like a professional aromatherapy session. There was also a hint of her musky essence underneath and it made me smile as I drifted off to dreamland with my mind and body vividly recalling our passionate adventures of the evening. I couldn’t wait to wake up and start all over again.