We’re soon out of soap and we laugh. We slide onto one another in an erotic game of seduction whose result is already known. Out of patience, we mutually splash, leaving behind us a flow of foam that gets drained slowly. Without drying herself, she runs out of the bathroom. I chase her meet her in the middle of the room. She waits for me, soaking wet. She plays the chased animal, followed by the predator. I slowly come closer, like a feline ready to pounce. She moves back but her legs bump on the bed. She sits then moves backwards again. I am almost to the bed when she finally put her back to the wall, legs slightly spread. I then discover her inner thighs. Noticing my look, she puts her hands over her pubis, so as to mask her vulvae, but the prude gesture turns into an invite when, with two fingers, she parts her outer lips.
The feline growls and jumps. She screams with surprise when I fall back onto the bed, between her thighs. My head lies on her belly and the chaser becomes sibling. I brace her hips. Her hands caress my hair. I could sleep her, my cheek against her womb, berthed by her breathing, but her intimate smell awakes my sleepy desire. Lower down, the warmth of her thighs heats up my body and attracts me.
I give her belly little kisses. I feel her shiver. I slide down her hip, moving her down with me. I plunge my face into the chicksdown of her hair and drunk myself with its smell.
I raise my head. Almost lying down, she bears on her face the same begging and alluring look. She puts her hands on her thighs, on both sides of her sex, and spreads her legs, like opening a gift. My blood ruches. I enter the valley, my eyes riveted to her intimate flesh. Still shiny from the bath, they long to be caressed, tongued, sucked, forced. I move.
I put my lips close to her lips and wander along her vulvae. With little tongue moves, I explore the entrance of her pussy, I excite her already erect clit. Her fingers go back and forth into my hair, like I was a pet. Her pubic hair is so smooth that I brush my face on it, but the hands on my head push me gently back to her sex. I lick her thoroughly. I savour, with the ravished astonishment of the discovery of an unknown flavour, the honey that flows from her lips.
Further up, her throat let go a whispered song, like a melodic purr, punctuated by little screams and appreciation when my tongue caresses her vulvae’s sensitive spots.
“Mmmmmm… yes… there, yes… Oooooooh…”
Under my tongue, I feel her relaxed, totally absorbed by the pleasure she gets and that no shaking or any dodging disturbs. And when I take her clit between my lips, she unconsciously raises her pubis to my mouth to better offer it to me.
Like in the subway, her orgasm is indiscernible. She expresses it only with her hands clutching and a long lenient sigh.
I look at her, suspended in pleasure. I wish I could always see her like this, beautiful, offered and enjoying the happiness of living intensely. Her eyes fall on me and in them I read again the love and gratefulness that trouble me so much. She pulls me close to her. I lay down on her body, pressing her ever-harder breasts. My dick pulsates between her thighs but she doesn’t seem care. She squeezes me against her and whispers to my ear.
“Thank you… thank you… I love you…”
I don’t know what to reply. Her odour, her soft skin, everything about her makes me fall. I want to plunge into her, melt inside her, but she remains still. I kiss her fiercely. She kisses back but doesn’t open.
“I want you,” I tell her.
“I know,” she answers smiling.
“Not you?
“I’m a virgin.”
She adds, as I remain puzzled:
“I save myself for the one who will share my life. And I don’t know anything about you.”
My desire stumbles. Here I am, stunned, while she gets away from my arms. Then, surprising me again, she turns around and shows me her ass.
“Lick me.”
Seeing my hesitation, she grabs her ass cheeks and parts them, unveiling her shiny pussy and shaved asshole. Hypnotised, I do so, taking from her pussy to lubricate her ass. I plunge my tongue, further on as it opens.
“Deeper,” she begs.
My mouth leaves her ass to lick her pussy, but a finger takes its place. Barely wet, I put it in slowly, taking care of pressing the sides to enlarge the way. She’s still static, head in pillow but I feel her ass muscles squeezing my finger enough to crush it. Once it’s fully inside, she asks again:
“Open me, open me good.”
So, I start to go back and forth, up and down, right to left, I explore, leaving no sector of her asshole uncharted. And when she thinks she’s ready:
“Come. Take me now.”
That’s when I realise I have no condoms. But once again, she surprises me.
“On the table… there.”
Like magic, a box is here, waiting. She takes it, pulls out a condom she adjusts smoothly on my dick, giving it an approving caress. Then she resumes the pose, raising her bottom high, ass cheeks spread.
I let my dick wander along her wet lips then I put my gland to her asshole. I thrust and she moves to meet me. I slide into her effortlessly and we both give a sigh of content.
“Fuck me, please, fuck me.”
I lose control. I grab her hips and start a frantic move, pushing my dick in her ass, pulling her ass to me. I pierce her without restrain, without hearing her cries. Because she screams now. Her who showed nothing of her pleasure now doesn’t hold back anymore. An interrupted whine, cut by “Yes”, “Encore”, “Harder” that excite me even more. Then her cries change, higher, shorter and her asshole squeezes me so much that it’s almost painful.
“Keep going,” she screams in her orgasm, “encore!”
I push harder, folding her back under my arms weight. And she comes again, still begging me to keep going.
“I’m gonna come,” I soon warn her, unable to hold back any longer.
“Tell me, tell me, I want you…”
I don’t have time to tell her, orgasm pounds me. But as soon as I come, she turns around in a jump, tears the condom apart and jerks me off madly. The pleasure is too strong and I scream. My sperm springs out and falls back on her tongue, inside her mouth. She takes my gland between her lips and sucks up the liquor that keeps flowing.
I can’t see. I’m just a pulsating sex, painfully sensitive, submitted to the caress of her mouth and hands.
Once drained, I fall down to her side. I feel her warmth against me and I sink into oblivion.