AceOfWands

Them.  She raises her arms up over her head pressing hard against the headboard with the palms of her hands and arching her back to lift herself up wishing to further indulge in his delightfulness.

            Rising to his knees, his fingers continued to guide her panties down the silky smooth skin.  She smiles up at him as she presses her legs along his sides until they are parallel to his body.  Leaning forward, he begins to peck softly at the backs of her calves, moving from one to another almost as if he is in a taste-test that truly has no distinct winner.  His hands continue guiding her panties along, now to her knees, and she bends them ever so slowly.  He continues kissing the backs of her calves, then her ankles, to the bottoms of her feet where it tickles.

            ?Is that his tongue?, she wonders as a moist, yet tickling sensation begins to fill her with a new delight.  He gently pushes her feet together and his tongue begins bathing the bottoms of her soles.  From the outside of one, across the width of the other, from her heels to the very tips of her toes his teasing tongue and light-pressed lips wander aimlessly, yet gently seeking to find all her most tender places.

She presses her eyes closed tightly, enjoying the loving tongue-lashing she is getting.  Then without warning his mouth opens wide, and he gently sucks her big toe into it until his lips are pressed firmly to the webbing connecting to the next toe.  His tongue swirls around the tips and continues to encircle the toe as it slowly works its way down just past the first knuckle, where he dares to peek open his eyes to see what expression she might have on her face.  A look of extreme ecstasy is plastered upon it, with a tightly pulled smile from ear to ear.  With senses of both fulfilling relief and hungry desire he closes his eyes again and continues basking the toe in a most intensely provocative way as he continues her panties on their journey to her feet.  Releasing her toe from his loving lips, he pulls the panties from her feet and tosses them to the floor.

She opens her eyes as she feels him slowly guiding her feet back down in the palms of his hands.  Watching her closely, seeing her eyes ?bright and cheery? exploding with signs of the excitement.  The whiteness of her clenched teeth gleams as her lips have parted widely.  Her cheeks are flush and shining brightly in the sheer dampened sunlight that pervades the room.  As the tips of her toes pass the bottom of his nose, she sees that the corners of his eyes are raised, his cheeks are poking out and then he once again graces the tip of her toe with one last loving peck as it passes by his mouth.

She lay there, her feet resting on each side of him, and then stretches her legs out around him.  No longer she feels any hint of nervousness of being naked in front of him.  No guilt or shame could possibly run through her mind as they are both completely engulfed in each other?s desires.  His loving tenderness has filled her completely with the joys of this moment in time that they share.  She reaches down and pulls at the sides of his boxers and pushed them down to his khakis exposing the cause of that great throbbing she?d felt before.  It bounced for a moment as if filled with excitement and joy just to have finally been released from its captor.  She stares for a moment letting herself be filled with delight as she thinks for a moment.  Again, she reaches for him, gently grasping his hands, and brings his hands to her mouth and slowly covers each one in gently lain kisses, then slowly places them down to her sides.  Leaning forward, he touches her thigh first with his nose, gently brushing it back and forth until his tongue once again evades his mouth and slowly works its way up her inner thigh.

He quickly skips over the skirt which is wadded up in a tubular fashion around her waist and starting with the first bare skin of her stomach, his tongue continues its wayward trek stopping only briefly here and there to let his lips press ever so lovingly to her.   Up the middle of her stomach and between her breasts, all the way back up to her neck, where he again stops briefly to take a nibble or two.  He drags his bottom lip across her neck until he reaches the spot where it meets with her shoulder.  There he bares his teeth and bites down a bit, then kisses her yet again.

Feeling the throbbing of his exposed member pressing tightly to her fills her with a new excitement and anticipation.  She rotates her pelvis, making it rub against her in a grinding sort?

mini skirt reaches her belly does she ease herself back down.  His hands continue to stroke her thighs as His mind races.

For a moment He is caught in inner turmoil, unsure which of His thoughts is more exciting.  They dwell momentarily on the sheer glee of the moment, then dash onto the desires of the things he hopes are yet to come.

Once again their eyes meet up and from the twinkle in hers, His mind is sent a swirl all over.  She reaches down and slides her hands between the two of them, then without a moments notice pops the button on His khakis.  She lifts herself up with Him still on top, then pushes up on Him with her hands and drops herself back down to the mattress as her fingertips begin to work His zipper.  Once it?s down, she folds the flaps open and grabbing His buttocks pulls Him down to once again rest atop her.  Without a moment to spare He continues to caress her beautiful breasts with his tongue, His lips, and ever so gently with His teeth.  His hands again wandering carefree up and down her thighs, making love to every inch of soft skin that adorns them.

Taking a hold of the waist of His khakis, she begins to ease them down.  Patiently working them toward His knees while the two of them continue to devour one another in their deeply seeded and highly heated passion.  With every downward stroke oh her hips, she inches them down just a bit more until she can reach no further.  Slowly, she draws her hands back up toward His waist and takes notice of the softness of His all cotton boxer shorts as her hands pass over his cheeks.  She basks in the heat of His loins as their thighs now press flesh to flesh, skin to skin.  The electricity between them surges still yet deeper through the both of their bodies in an instant.  His stiffened member presses deeply onto the tender area above her pelvis as he once again begins kissing up and down her head, neck, and chest, slowly devouring her to all His delights.  She can feel His heartbeat, not only against her breast but firmly against her pelvis as well.

Her fingernails begin to scratch His back in their most caressing way, as she needs to feel the soft skin of His back on her fingertips.  Her head tilts back on an angle pressing itself once again deep into the pillow beneath it.  Her mouth open wide, her eyes clenched shut as she eagerly pulls off His shirt and tosses it aside.  With her skirt now raised he?s feeling a bravery he before could only have wished for as his hands feel the lacey elastic of her panties just above her hips with each pass.  He is lost in His own accord, unsure for a moment, which is more delightful.

Feelings and sensations pulsing from what His fingertips decipher as they trace their ever meandering paths, the warmth of her inner thighs as they press themselves lightly to Him, the taste of her soft olive skin and her perky nipples, yet surely not least of these most enjoyable sensations, but the look on her face, the desire in her eyes, all this telling Him He must go on.  This moment so magical, the feelings so wild, so dream-like, yet more powerful than He had ever imagined they could be.  Teasing her slightly, letting His fingertips be caught under the edge of the laciness atop of her thighs a little more with every downward stroke of His tenderly loving hands.  He?s waiting patiently, or at least as patiently as He can with the pressure of the throbbing erection and the wants and desires racing through His mind ever urging Him to mover further.

She is losing herself in dreamy desire of her own, yet still beckoning herself slightly trying not to let her hopes and expectations get too high.  Then for an instant she finds herself wondering when this magic will end.  When will reality come and smack her harshly across the face with the reality being this just can?t last?  Will His climax come quickly and without warning?  Might He simply run out of energy a moment after she feels herself stretching around Him as he presses the head just inside of her?  What if He lasts for a long time, but somehow she is left without her own release?

She feels another pass of His hands up over her hips until they are stopped suddenly by the tightness of the skirt that clings to her waist.  Then just as slowly then again begin to wander downward, only this time His fingertips don?t release the lace as they feel it end its giving nature.  Instead they bury themselves deeply beneath it, pulling sharply until He feels the muscles in her thighs tighten, her buttocks narrow and raise up off the bed letting themselves be freed of the silky satin that was encasing?