Sweet Torture
(Part 1 from 1)
He enters her apartment and takes her in his arms at the door. As they kiss and embrace, they move together across the room, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. He sits her on a nearby desk and lightly run his hands over her legs. He traces the line of her legs from knee to ankle then back up over her thighs. He becomes curious when the silk of the stockings gives way to smooth skin. He rolls his hands around to her inner thighs and gently pushes them back to reveal her naked pussy staring at him. He slides her short, red skirt up slightly to increase his view. Ooooh yes! - there she is, moist and swollen, waiting and wanting. He scoots her back further and draws her legs up so that her sleek, black heels are propped on the table. With his fingers, he spreads her lips open and feels the wetness waiting just on the outside of her pussy. As he slips his fingers inside of her, he hears her gasp and he tips her head back with a gentle tug on her free-flowing hair. Her muscles convulse as he explores her depths, sending more wetness onto us both. He withdraws his fingers and places them, one at a time, inside her mouth so she can lick and suck the juices from them. He lowers his mouth to hers and they both taste her together - their tongues trading the flavor back and forth.
He draws away leaving her wanting more and leads her to the center of the room where he instructs her to stand still and not to speak. He runs his hands through her hair, kisses her neck and throat while whispering enticing comments into her ear. She shudders from his touch, and lets out a few sighs and moans. He lets his hand drop to caress her ass and pulls her body against his while he kisses her deeply and sensuously. He slides his hand up underneath her skirt and strokes her bare skin. He moves his mouth lower over her neck to the V of her blouse and strikes flames on her skin with his tongue and gentle nips of his teeth. He bites her nipples through her clothing until he can see them stand erect, straining to be free. His hands meet at the top of her blouse and begin to loosen each button slowly and methodically. She wants to scream and rip the cloth away, but he silences her with a look that says 'be patient - enjoy the moment'. His hands slide inside her top and caress her skin - slowly, slowly moving over her ribs, onto her breasts. He pulls her breast free temporarily and covers it with his mouth. Another moan escapes her and her knees give way, but he catches her by putting his leg in between hers and she comes to rest on his thigh. He draws her back up and continues on to the other breast, then covers them back over with her bra. He removes her blouse and tosses it aside as he moves his hands down over her hips and thighs then runs them up over her back, grabbing a hold of her hair and pulling her head back and kissing her throat while pulling against her ass to press into his hard cock. His tongue travels down between her breasts, across her stomach to the waist of her skirt. He drops to his knees and with both hands creates a trail of fire over her breasts to her hips, down her thighs and back up under her skirt to her ass. She wants him to bury his face in her pussy, but as she leans forward, he pushes her back. His hands find the zipper at the back of her skirt and slowly he slides it down over her hips, trailing his hands in it's path to the floor. He lifts each foot gently from is entanglement and tosses the skirt away. He takes in the sight of her standing there wearing only a black bra, garter, stockings and shoes. He lays on the floor between her legs and runs his hands up the inside of her legs, nudging her to spread them further apart. He raises his body up to taste her and brings her back down to sit over his face. His tongue explores inside and out as his hands move over her skin, bringing her to the point of erupting. He pushes her off and begins to undress himself. She moves to the couch and straddles the arm of it and continue to move - riding it, touching herself, getting lost in the emotions until she is pouring her cum all over it. He stands in front of her and smears her cum back onto her thighs and hips as he draws her to the edge where his cock is so hard and throbbing that it can no longer be ignored.
As he slides his cock into her slippery, hot pussy there is a moan, but they cannot tell if it was him or her, or both of them gasping with pleasure. He slips out of her for a moment to move them onto the bed. He directs her to remain on her hands and knees while he spreads her ass wide with his hands. He rubs his coated cock over her ass and it slips back into her pussy without resistance. As he moves deeper inside of her, she groans and shudders. They move slowly, at first, then increase with their passion. Without her consciously knowing when, he plunges his finger into her ass and with the same rhythm, thrusts his cock deeper. She screams with the orgasmic bliss engulfing her pussy and ass simultaneously. He can no longer hold back and he adds his cum to the hot juices dripping from her.
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