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What We Find In One Another
What We Find In One Another
The room was dark, I knew she was in front of me somewhere, I heard her giggle. I groped like a blind man, my hands in front of me searching. I touched her, it was her shoulder, and I could tell she faced away from me.
“I found you,” I said, with a smile on my face.
“That you did,” she replied. “Now what do you plan to do with me?”
I drew her to me, my front to her back. One hand draped across her stomach while the other began to trace up to her breast. My fingers lightly brushed against a bra, my other hand could feel her panties, and that was all she wore. I couldn’t see, but my fingers swore the lacy fabric was red. My loins stirred as she leaned back against me.
Both of my hands came to her breasts and lightly traced the outline of them over the fabric. I barely touched her, my touch light and soft. I bent my head to her neck and kissed it. She tilted her head a bit to one side to grant me easier access. My kisses trailed up to her ear, I lightly flicked my tongue across and then into her ear. She gasped slightly as I tweaked her budding nipples between my fingers.
She turned her head to me and we kissed as she fell into my arms. At first, the kiss was tentative, and tender. It grew in passion as our mouths parted and tongues explored. Our breathing became apparent, and my bulge was pressing against her as our hands began exploring as well as our tongues.
My hands slipped up behind her and deftly undid the clasp on her bra. It fell to the floor and was swept aside as our hot skin meshed together. Her pert nipples were pressing against my chest. My hands dropped to her bottom, cupping a cheek in each hand and pressing her mound against me as I drew her close to me.
I pushed her back and she sat on the edge of the bed. I took a waiting nipple in my mouth, gently sucking on it, first one breast and then the other. “Oh, yes,” she moaned. She held the back of my head in place with her hands as if to prevent me from leaving.
My kisses found her chest, then her tummy, then as she lay back, I began kissing down, and down, further down to her inner thigh and across her mound. Her panties were wet as I kissed across her. I was telling myself in my head to go slow, slow down, take your time. God knows I wanted to rush in and take her, but this was for her.
I tugged the rim of her panties aside and slid my tongue along the sides of her sensitive area, one side and then the other. Her hips pushed against my tongue as if to gain more access to her. She was panting, and moaning, lost under my ministrations. I pulled on the waist line of her panties on each side of her. Eagerly, she rose her hips up slightly to allow me to pull them down and off. She was wet, and warm, and I had full access to her.
I began at her base, slowly sliding my tongue up the length of her all the way to the top, but careful to just barely, but not quite touch the nub of her clit. Then down again, long lapping strokes, then up again, and back and forth. Delving my tongue deep into her cavern, then up and down again. My hands went up to each nipple, and I tugged on them as I ate her, finally, settling in on her swollen nub, taking it carefully and gently in my mouth. My tongue danced and flicked across her clit as I pulled softly on her nipples. Her stomach heaved as I sensed her nearing the edge. She moaned loudly, and muttered incoherently as I brought her close to orgasm.
“Oh my god! I want you now!” she managed to say. I needed no further urging. My underwear were off in a flash, and I mounted her from the top. My rigid pole slid smoothly into her warm, moist and welcoming slit. Slowly the rhythm started, her hips meeting my thrusts. I was wanting to make it last for her, all for her, only for her, but my own building need was undeniable.
She locked her legs around me as I ground deep inside her, our passion and tempo rising. In to the depths, and nearly all the way out before going in deep again. Stroke after stroke, until their efforts blurred into a frenzy.
“I’m coming!” she shouted as he buried himself to the hilt, spasming load after load of his come deep within her. They came hard together, bright lights flashing, waves crashing, bodies twitching in the delight of one another.
After a moment he withdrew. He took her face tenderly in his hands and kissed her softly on her mouth. He lay down beside her, her head resting on his broad shoulder as they snuggled warmly against each other. They lay there, momentarily stated, in the peace and quiet they had found in one another.