Lailla

We had experienced many months of foreplay with words, but now, here together, we needed no words to ignite our desires. we had each other, our bodies close together finally feeling, touching, breathing in each others excitement. Hands stroking, caressing, bringing each other to the brink of sexual release. She needed me,and wanted me, she brought her hands to my face, cradling it in her fingertips, stroking my cheek, she started to ask with her lips but I saw her desire in her eyes and I placed a finger to her mouth, I knew without words what she was asking.
Undoubtedly she wanted to have wild sex at this moment. I was little hesitant initially but lust and love both compelled me to do the rest which was left.I love it when my girl is riding me so I requested Lailla to have ride of her life as it is her favorite position too.

Lailla was startled when she threw her long leg over my thighs and sat astride me as some one riding a horse, she quickly became entranced when her soft curls settled against my erect member. I smiled at my gaping expression as she lifted my hands to her breasts."Squeeze very gently."pleaseeeeeeeeeee.She smiled at the realization that I was an apt pupil. My hands felt as light as the down of the milkweed plants she ripped from her garden. When she directed my fingers to her nipples and urged me to gently pinch them, my look changed from amazement to that of arousal.My excitement was also present against her slit, and Laillal rocked over my hardening length.My member slipped between the lips and her wetness replaced friction with effortless ecstasy for us. Laillal bent to kiss me, an act which she had not done in bed before this. My lips burned against hers. The little sigh that slipped from her throat opened her mouth. Her tongue slipped against my lips and felt the rougher texture of my skin. The sensation was wonderful, and she forced her tongue deeper and deeper until it met with mine'. I groaned, and the sound lifted her to a new height of arousal. I tentatively extended my tongue, and she welcomed it between her lips. It was impossible to tell which sound came from which mouth.She was sucking my tounge with excitmentand her sila was transferring in to my mouth.
Lailla guided my hand between her round thighs andreminded me about the little button that surged at my touch."Very gently, ve...very gently....yes...right there,She requested.Her head was whirling at the sensations in her body. Her belly felt my manhood pressing against the soft skin. It was a natural movement for her to raise and guide my shaft between the wet, silken petals. Lailla sank slowly over my erect member, and I gasped. She gently replaced my finger on the center of her sex."A little harder. Yes...that's nice...Oh, yes." She felt in control of their joining, and used this control to increase her pleasure. I continued to rub her little button, and began to thrust against her. Lailla felt the tension of her dream begin to build in her thighs. She was riding my manhood like it was her last ride.Up and down she moved like an expert rider

It was very exciting to have my finger between us, for I had never before felt the little nub of flesh of my any of girl throbbed like that at my touch. She was making every effort to enjoy the act of coupling, and in doing so, was exciting me beyond anything I had ever experienced. Her voice had become low, soft, and seductive, and each word cause my manhood to surge. My release was very close, and out of some instinct, I reached to her breast and tugged on the nipples. The effect on Lailla was instantaneous and shattering. She cried, "Oh, Pleeeeaassseee", and became a pistoning sleeve that stroked me to the brink. I erupted deep in her belly again and again while she shuddered and ground her pussy into me. With a final cry, Lailla threw her head back, arched her body in a quivering climax, and then collapsed on my chest.
We lay together, still joined and panting for breath. I felt her turgid nipples bore into my chest, and as she recovered, I felt them soften into small bumps. Neither knew when we separated and fell asleep.

WHEN WE WOKE UP 2HRS WERE ALREADY PASSED AND WE WERE STILL FELLING HORNY.WE DECIDED TO TAKE BATH FIRST,IN THE MEANWHILE WE DRANK MORE OF WINE FROM LEFT OVER STOCK.Then we moved to the adjoining bathroom

I disrobed, hung my clothes on a chair and stepped into the shower. I had just adjusted the water temperature when Lailla slid in behind me. I wanted to turn around to look at her beautiful, soft body, but she wouldn't let me.She encircled me with her arms and whispered, "Let me bathe you and then you can do me."That was only the beginning of one of the most erotic dreams of my life!

Her soapy hands running over my back, my chest, my buttocks and eventually down my legs had me on the edge of ecstasy. When she told me to turn aground, I was oblivious to everything except my own feelings until I suddenly became aware that the magnificent creature doing these things to me was also nude.

Her lathered up hands continued to slither over my shoulders, chest, stomach and were on their way to my groin before I realized that if she touched me in just the right place down there, I would loose it all and be denied the ultimate enjoyment that the union of our bodies would bring.She must have known it too because she stopped, turned around, and said, "OK, its your turn to do me, and don't miss anything, and I mean anything!"I soaped my hands and began to rub them across the velvety skin that was presented to me. I paid special attention to each part as I came to it, her neck, back, shoulders and slowly, very cautiously around her body to her breasts. I had been very careful not to let my blood-engorged member touch her, but when I caressed her hard little nipples she suddenly, and (I think) on purpose, backed into me. I clasped my arms tight around her body, holding it tight against the object of my lust and kissed her on the neck.
lailla spun around in my arms and tilted her face up to be taken. Her lips and mouth were the sweetest, softest things I had ever encountered. When she opened her mouth and accepted my tongue, my animal like lust was forgotten. Although my body was crying out for relief, my mind would have been satisfied to spend eternity with my mouth pressed against hers, my hands sliding over the satin of her skin and feeling the contentment and peace as the warm water washed over us.
Lailla brought me back to my senses by breaking the kiss. She put her head on my chest and gasped, "I have never been kissed quite like that." She slid her hand down to my groin, whispering, "I want you to make love to me now."I was sure I could do that!
I picked her up in my arms and, without drying either of us off, took her into the next room and deposited her on the bed. Lying there with the droplets of water shimmering on her creamy skin, her petite, perfect body was a feast for my eyes. I wanted to devour her, taste each morsel of her being. I leaned over and again touched those wondrous lips to mine. This time it was me that broke away. I had to put my mouth against those breasts, to suckle on the nipples as I was born to do. When my mouth touched the hard little button she sighed, "Oh, my God."Pleeeassseeee,suck them strongly”and I oblidged her.
The moisture from the shower on her body was like sugar water as I licked my way down, lapping each drop, pausing at her navel, poking at it with my tongue so she would know exactly what was in store for her when I reached my final destination. She put her hand on my head, pushing me even closer to my goal. I found my divine target. Now, Lailla’s breath was a series of short quick gasps, coming in unison with the probes of my tongue.Earlier, I had thought the water droplets were sweet, now I encountered nectar. Honey greeted my taste buds as my tongue licked her love sugar, poked and probed at the most private part of her body. Lailla was wiggling so much I had difficulty keeping my mouth in contact with her. Within moments her soft sighs changed to a low moan and she clamped her legs tight around my head. Even if I wanted to, I would not have been able to escape. But, I didn't want to; I wanted to keep doing this forever, to keep bringing this kind of pleasure to this delicate woman as long as I had breath in my body.With a final shudder and a sharp intake of breath, she slowly released her vice-like grip on my head and pushed me away, cooing in her soft tones, "Oh, stop. I am so sensitive that I can't stand it. It has been a long time since I had sex with anyone but I don't remember it ever being that good. Come up here and lay besides me for a few minutes and let me catch my breath."
With reluctance I left my treasure trove and started back the way I came, kissing and licking my way to her tummy, her breasts and, finally, her mouth. She accepted my lips upon hers without regard to the exotic wetness on them. Once again, my tongue entered her, only this time I danced with her tongue, felt the smoothness of her teeth and tasted the sweetness there.She pushed me over onto my back, whispering, "Now, it's my turn to make you beg me to stop!"

Lailla straddled my stomach and slid down until she was pushing hard against the manifestation of my arousal. With a deft move, she rose up and slowly settled back letting that part of me experience the warm nest that my tongue had so recently enjoyed. She began a slow rocking motion that caused all reason to leave me. Every sense, every nerve ending, every factor of my being, was concentrated in the eight inches of my flesh that was imbedded in her soft pussy.
I don't know how long we were joined, it may have been seconds, minutes or even hours but slowly, I became aware of the fire building inside of me. My hands crept up from her waist to cup, caress and fondle her breasts. Lailla was sitting upright, head back and eyes closed. Her rocking-horse gait was slow and deliberate. Imperceptibly it began to speed up. Faster and faster she rode until I began to match her movements. I was plunging myself in and out of her with wild abandon. I was far beyond the point of no return when she began to gasp. Suddenly, I could feel pulse after pulse of my seed being implanted deep within her as I climaxed.

The ultimate fulfillment of our tryst was realized moments later. With a loud moan and a final shudder she collapsed on top of me, panting for breath. I put my arms around her and held her tight, her wet hair cool against my chest.
To be continues……………………………….