a new year's bash

micki

Time lost all meaning and it was like an inferno, my clothing seemed ready to burn off my skin. My hands worked to pull his shirt out of his pants. I could feel his hands move the zipper of my dress down my back. I shivered as his fingers trailed along the edge of my panties, and I was suddenly glad I had worn the danty red satin ones. Our lips seemed loathe to part as our bodies moved away for an instant so my dress could slide down and I managed to undo the buttons on his shirt. My thoughts were in a whirl as I stood in front of him, cream bra, red panties, and pale silk stockings. I slipped my shoes off and leaned into him again.
 
Aaron

We kissed for quite a while before I felt Micki's hands grab my shirt and start tugging it out of my pants. Taking her lead, I found the zip on her dress with my hand at her back. I followed it up slowly, while she started on the buttons on my shirt, until I found her zipper tab.

I slowly slipped the zipper down, delighting in the low moan that came from deep in Micki's throat as she felt it descend. She, meanwhile, was sliding her hands between our bodies and undoing my shirt buttons one by one.

I felt the strap of her bra as I opened the back of her dress, but when I reached the bottom, I slipped my fingers into the V where the zipper stopped. There, just where the curve of her back swept out to start the curve of her butt, I felt the edge of her panties.

Pushing my fingers a little more into the part in her dress, I ran them around the tiny satin edge of Micki's panties. Just from feeling what little there was to her underwear, I could hardly wait to see it with my own eyes.

I wanted to run my fingers over her panty-clad ass - just a little - before taking them off her, but I wasn't going to be able to do that while her dress was still on.

Damn, I hated having to step away from her so she could work the last button on my shirt loose and wriggle her dress off. Then again, watching her wiggle to get the dress off her hips was well worth it, at least for a moment.

I stood there in my jeans, bare chested, just looking at Micki standing there, looking a little uncertain, in just a pale bra, some really sexy looking almost-there red panties, pale stockings, and her shoes. I must say, if I had a vision like this to look at every night, I'd chuck the TV out the window.

After a little bit, while I hadn't gotten tired of the sight before me, Micki took off her shoes, which shortened her still more, and stepped into me again.

Oh my god.

It was as I suspected.

Micki felt so fucking good against my skin. Now more than ever she and I fit together amazingly perfectly. The heat between us multiplied by about ten.

While we kissed again, I was able now to run my hands over her bare skin. It was so smooth and soft, I coudn't remember the last time I'd had something that felt so good under my fingers.

My hands reached the strap on her bra, and I thanked god that she hadn't worn one of those front clasp jobs. I deftly undid the hooks holding it together, then helped sweep the thing off her body.

Micki's breasts felt so amazing against me. The softness of them contrasted with the hardness of her nipples, which I could easily feel as they dug into the skin of my chest.

From there, my hands roamed her back, settling on her skimpy little panties. I'd seen the front of them, and the sight was spectacular, but my hands wanted to feel and explore what they'd only been able to get a little taste of earlier in the back.

As I'd hoped from the feel I'd gotten earlier, her panties were little more than a G-string, and there was just a *teeny* little narrow triangular panel at the "waistband" that attached to almost nothing more than a string that disappeared into the valley of her beautiful-feeling butt.

From there, I backed my hips away from hers a little, and I think Micki figured out what I was up to, because another low moan issued from her throat as I followed the waist of her panties around to the front.

I wanted to tease just a bit, so when my fingers crossed over her hip bone and finally came in contact with the front panel of her panties, I traced down the outer edge of that satiny triangle, my finger *just* caressing down the skin immediately outside the seam. Before I reached her pussy, though, I stopped and ran that finger back up.

Back at the top of her panties, I tucked my finger slightly under the edge of that satin triangle...
 
Micki

I was torn between wanting to yank his pants down and th delightful feeling of his fingers on my skin. It was heating my skin up and I knew the night was just begining. I let my fingers run up and down his back as my bra dropped away and my breasts were freed and pressed against him, the nipples hard sensitive crests.

My hands slide lower as did his finding the slender band of my panties and I loved how his fingers slide along my soft skin. I found my lips moving along his collar bone as my fingers dipped into his snug jeans.

Oh my his hands had slide around and now were playing with the tiny scrap of material that kept my body from his questing fingers. I let my hands slip to the front and gently run up his chest pushing him slightly away to see the look in his eyes. My skin was flushed as I nodded and undid the button on his jeans before letting my fingers slide up his arms to pull myself against him.

Our lips meeting out of an unmatched hunger and need.
 
When my fingertip worked its way under the thin satin panel on her panties, I felt Micki shiver at the sensation of this next degree of "violation". Now that I'd gotten into her panties, albeit only slightly, I did the same thing I'd just done, only this time, *inside* her panties.

As I slid my finger lower, feeling the lovely skin beneath the skimpy material, I felt Micki's hand slide as far into my jeans as their tightness would allow. Closer and closer my finger approached her pussy, and I noticed a distinct increase in heat as my hand descended.

Micki, having found too much resistance from my pants for the time being, brought her hands around the front of my body and gently ran them over my chest. I dearly loved the feeling of her hands on me. They were the softest hands I think I'd ever felt.

Suddenly, just as my finger reached the top of her pussy, Micki gave a gentle push to my chest. I was loath to remove my hand from her panties, so I left it there and just broke the kiss we'd been at for the past eon and looked in Micki's face.

The look of lust in her eyes must have matched my own, because she nodded slightly, and whether it was a signal or not, I took it as such. While she unfastened the button on my jeans, I slipped the rest of my hand under what passed for her panties and pressed my hand tightly against her burning hot, soaking pussy.

The moan that came out of Micki was dripping with passion. Apparently it had been what she'd been looking for. She pulled me back in close and raised her flushed, lightly sweaty face. My lips met hers frantically, and she moaned even louder into my mouth when I bent a finger and slid it easily up into her slick, hot slit.
 
Micki

My fingers dug into his back slightly as his fingers quested downward. I would soon know if he really knew how to please a woman. Not that it mattered, I could easily do it myself, but something about the feel of a man's fingers could never be replicated. My body was crushed to his and I shifted slightly up and down my on my toes, feeling my nipples move against him.

My thumbs rested at his belly button, fingers splayed along his chest. The zipper slowly parting as my fingers slide down, discovering, what he wore underneath them. I let my thumbs slide under the band, barely able to focus as his fingers teased me.

It was the first time in a long time that I didn't really care about what his cock looked like. It was as if I knew that it would be beyond fantastic tonight, and nothing else mattered.
 
With one finger hooked up into Micki's sopping pussy, I set the heel of my hand against her clit and gave it a rub. The time for further subtlety would come later, maybe. I hoped. I'd made love to a few women, I'd learned some things. The primary thing I'd learned is to watch, feel and listen. She'd let you know when to do what, when you were getting warm, when to back off.

Micki's hands, meanwhile, had moved from clutching frantically at my back, to caressing my front. They roamed my chest, finally settling at my stomach. Her thumbs worked their way down into my pants, slowly parting the zipper. I was harder than I think I'd ever been. A big part of me wanted her to take my hard-on in her hands and do whatever felt good to the both of us with it. Another part was relishing the slow, painful tease of the whole thing.

I removed my hand from Micki's pussy for a moment. It was soaked. With an inward smile, I brought that hand up to our joined lips. I took the finger that'd been in Micki's pussy and gently pressed it into the seam of our kiss. Micki didn't flinch, so she evidently wasn't entirely turned off by it. This was *my* first taste of this woman, and I found, after this little sample, that I was looking forward to more.

Removing my finger from our mouths, I returned my hand to Micki's writhing hip. I brought my other hand, which had simply been holding onto Micki's fantastic body, and with thumb and forefinger of each hand, grasped the tiny waist of her panties.

Micki moaned yet again as I slipped her last piece of true clothing from her most private place. Now, all she had on were the stockings, and at this point, I had no preference whether they stayed or went.

One hand then returned to Micki's hot pussy. Before any more penetration, I took my thumb and forefinger and just ran them gently up either side of her swollen outer lips, befure taking her clit between those fingers and giving a slow, slight squeeze.
 
Micki

It was after having gone so long without it was now the tease was unbearably good. My fingers brushed the tip of his heated cock and I purred and moaned enjoying the taste of myself as his finger sneaked up. It was the best thing and the only good reason for his finger to depart from my slickness.

I enjoyed the view as he slide my panties off. I smiled and debated moving to the bed as he stood and let his hand return. I was torn between a yelp of surprise and a cyr of desire as he touched my clit my knees were weak and my hands clung to his shoulders. I took short steps back until I met the bed and was able to sit. From this position I was able to easily slide his pants down, removing his boxers as well. Finally revealing his throbbing thick cock to my sight. I smiled and let my hands rest on his hips. My legs parted, dark rosey nipples beckoning.
 
Micki's legs seemed to buckle a little when I squeezed her clit between my fingertips. She held herself up only by grabbing my shoulders and leaning against me. Little by little, I felt her shuffle toward the bed, presumably so when her shaky knees finally gave way, she'd have a lot shorter way to fall.

I should have just picked her up off the floor and thrown her to the bed, then fucked the hell out of her. At least, that's what my drooling cock was screaming at me from its imprisonment inside my silk boxers. While that sounded like a really, *really* fantastic idea, I still was hoping to prolong things just a *little* bit longer.

When Micki's legs hit the bed, she sat down abruptly, breaking our contact completely. For a few seconds, I finally got my first glance at those wonderful breasts, whose nipples had been dragging across my skin for what seemed like ages, and yet not nearly long enough.

Micki just sat there for a little bit, flushed and panting, the look in her eyes as she watched me almost feral. Before I could make another move, she leaned forward and took hold of the waist of my jeans and slid them and my boxers to my knees.

My stiff, oozing cock nearly hit Micki in the nose when it came free of my underwear. For what seemed an eternity, Micki just sat there, my cock just a fraction of an inch from her face. I know I'm not the biggest guy on the block, but Micki was mesmerized. She just sat, her hands on my hips, her legs parted, nipples seemingly as hard as my cock felt. I wondered what was next...

From where I was standing, and where Micki was sitting... Well it's pretty obvious where that could go. I was standing there with my pants around my knees, held in place by those fucking boots I thought I had to wear...

Micki was starting to decide what she wanted to do. I could see in her eyes and the way her breathing changed. I wanted that in the worst way, too, but I thought to beat her to the punch, so to speak.

I caught her as she was leaning just that scant inch or so forward, her lips beginning to part. My hand caressed her cheek, I brought my other hand up to her other cheek. Oh, the rough and rowdy possibilities there.

While I was fairly sure she'd have taken what I could have given her at that point, that was *not* what I truly intended.

My cock seemed to lengthen just a *bit* more, trying to grow enough to reach those beautiful lips. Micki's eyes searched mine, wondering what I was going to do, knowing what she was *prepared* to do.

I was amazing myself that I was finding so much fucking control. I was so damn horny, I should have had this woman three times, and here I was, considering *more* teasing.

Micki, I'm sure, was ready to go with whatever I wanted to give, and when my imagination failed, I was willing to let her do the same.

Her face in my hands, I once again marveled at the softness of her skin. My fingers gently caressed her face, then one hand slid behind her head, the other reached down behind her knees, and I picked her up and lay her more fully on the bed.

...then I took my fucking boots and jeans off!
 
Leah

My mind is in a whirl. I am thinking of his kiss on my forehead. How innocent and romantic at the same time.

Just as he opens the door, he wants me to stop. Not knowing what to think, he lifts me into his strong arms and carries me through the threshold.

Once in the room he places me back down, we start to kiss. My whole body is on fire for this man. He keeps moving back. All at once he sits upon the bed. Bringing me with him. I run my tongue over his teeth, then around his lips. I want to tease him as much as I can.

Pushing away from him, I stand. There is a radio on the night stand beside the bed. I can feel his eyes watching my every move. I tune the radio to an oldies station.

Turning back to Frank, I reach down and lift my dress off in one swift move. Underneath, a black lace demi bra, black thigh high stockings, a black lacy thong. Still in my heels. I reach out my hand and ask him, "May I please have this dance?"................
 
Micki

Sucking cock wasn't my idea of fun as usually it was forced or coerced. But seeing his cock in front of my face I had a sudden urge to kiss and lick it all over. I had just licked my lips and was planning on getting a taste from the slick tip, when he moved. I glanced up and he moved me onto the bed.

I shifted, so I could watch him, one of my hands getting the better of me and playing with my soft breast and hard nipple. I almost chuckled as he nearly fell on his ass trying to get his pants and boots off as fast as possible.

What was his name? I thought as it would be something I would undoubtedly be moaning/screaming throughout the night. As he moved towards me I recalled that his name was Aaron. We had barely spoken since we left the party and I glanced at a clock and was oddly happy that it was only shortly after ten. I wanted to be wrapped around him and in bliss when midnight arrived. I doubted that would be a problem considering he had held out this long. I wondered if he was type to shot off quickly the first time, only to rebound quickly, or the type that would last far beyond to experience the intensity of delaying.
 
Well, I'm sure I was quite a sight as I hopped around trying to get my boots off. If my mind had been working clearly at the time, I'd have probably sat down on the bed to remove them, but as it was, I practically fell over twice.

Eventually, though, I was naked. Micki was watching, an amused look on her face, the fingers of one hand idly playing with one breast.

I hadn't gotten any softer while completing my little disrobing act, which pleased me no end. For a moment, I just stood at the side of the bed, just drinking in the sight of Micki's amazing body.

As I climbed onto the bed, Micki's legs spread, allowing me to kneel between them. This was my first look at her fantastic pussy. It was very neatly trimmed, in a manner that very nicely framed her glistening lips.

My cock was shouting at me to fuck her, to just climb on top and plunge in her to the hilt. I don't have any idea what stopped me doing just that.

Leaning over her, Micki sighed quietly, probably expecting me to fuck her then and there. Instead, I reached out one hand to her face. I spread my fingers and slowly and gently ran them down Micki's face. It was just a feather touch, something I'd used to great effect before tonight.

This time was no exception. Micki squirmed a little at the sensation, and shivered when I continued down over her chin, down her throat, and over the breast she wasn't touching herself. All the while, I was just barely contacting her skin, a touch that was *just* the sensual side of a tickle.

From there, propping myself up with one hand was no longer necessary, so I brought my other hand up and continued down her body with all ten fingers.

A slow, anticipatory intake of breath came from Micki as those teasing, barely-touching fingers came lower and lower down her body. When I got to just above her pubic mound, I separated my hands and continued down her thighs until my hands reached her stockings. I was too intent on what I was doing to remove them, so I lifted up just enough for my fingers to give her stockinged legs the same treatment I'd given most of the rest of her body.

Eventually, I was as far as I could reach down her legs without falling over. Then, I started, just as teasingly, back up her body.

This time, though, when I reached her swollen, soaking pussy, I reached my hands around her thighs, lifted them up, and lowered my face to Micki's hot wetness.
 
Micki

It was a relief and a dissapointment at the same time as he teased me, I longed to be wrapped around him, yet always distasted how romance novels wrote that he slide into her effortlessly with one plunge. It seemed so dull and lifeless, and now as his fingers trailed over me skin, I was speachless to beg for him to stop playing, even as I craved the teasing touch. I managed to utter one word as him mouth was over my pussy, the scent filling my nose, "Please," it was half plea, half command, as my hips rose slightly off the bed. The silken stockings only served to heighten my awareness of my legs from the top all the way to my toes. My knees had bent as I raised my hips, feet flat on bed, toes curled in anticipation.
 
Frank and Leah

When she stood there almost naked and asked me to dance, I of course accepted. But, before raking her into my arms, I took off my sportcoat, tie and shirt, and then dropped my pants

In my bikini undies, I took her body in my arms, and held her, caressed her, and adored her as we started swaying to the music. I ran my hands up and down her back, and rubbed her spine wity my . I gently caressed the back of her neck while we kissed, and she took my tongue inbto her mouth and returned the favor

We played that way until the song ended, and then I sat and pulled her to me. Undoing her bra, I kissed and sucked each sweet nipple, while I slod her thong to the middle of her thighs.

Suddenly I leaned back lying on the bed, pulling hetr up on top of me with her bare pussy right over my face. It was the first foreceful thing I had done with Leah, but I needed her pussy on my mouth so badly I couldnt stop myself.

She seemed to like it as she squirmed and wiggled in happiness as my tongue probed her inner folds. Since my wife left I hadnt been near a woman, and even before that, my wife and I hadnt acted like this in months, and the intimacy was just wonderful
 
Leah & Frank

I love to dance. Frank is an exceptional partner.

His lips are so soft and sensual as our tongues touch and tease.

His chest so strong, my nipples hardening from the heat he generates. Our lips part and he gently kisses my neck, giving me goosebumps. My hands roam over his shoulders and down his arms as we sway to the music.

The song is ending, I suppose it has to. But I think things in this room are just begining.

Frank unhooks my bra and lets it drop to the floor. His lips find one hard nipple. My nipples are very sensitive and I love to have them licked and sucked. He is about driving me over the edge by just sucking, then blowing his hot breath on one, then finding the other nipple. I feel myself getting wet. Wishing to be filled completely by this man I hardly know.

He pushes my thong down, then lays on the bed, bringing me with him. Now those wonderful lips find my wet and aching pussy. I think it is a good thing that I have a neatly trimmed and shaved pussy. Maybe reading those magazines wasn't a complete waste. He leaves no fold unexplored. Taking his time, he finds the deepest darkest part of my desire. I moan in pleasure. No one has ever done this to me in quite this way. His finger finds my ass, playing just around the edge. He then moves his finger to my pussy plunging it into the wetness. His tongue is making laxy cirles over my clit. I do not know if I can hold on much longer. His wet finger slips inside of my ass, Oh God. His tongue faster and faster on my clit, as he fucks my ass with his finger. That is it, I can feel wave after wave of my orgasm sucking his finger even deeper inside of me. I cry out in pleasure. Holding completely still for a moment. I wish this feeling could last forever. But I know the fun is just starting, as I have a few tricks up my sleeve for Frank.......

I try and crawl off of Frank. End up rolling over, and facing him. I take his face in my hands and kiss him deeply. Tasting myself on his lips.

"Frank, I need you to something for me." I take his hands and get him to sit up on the bed. His legs hanging over the side. I stand in front of him, then kneel. I run my hands under the elastic band of his underware. He gets the hint, and takes them off. His cock practically jumps out of the confines of the material. Oh, My, I am not dissapointed. Pushing the upper half of him back down onto the bed, I start kissing his belly button. Slowly tracing a path to each hip with my tongue. While running my nails lightly over his thighs. I dance around his cock with my mouth and hands, not touching. I take turns kissing each of his thighs, going a little higher toward his balls each time. Then my tongue reaches his balls, taking one in my mouth, I suck gently. Inhaling his musky sent, I find my pussy starting to ache with the need to climb on top of this man and fuck the hell out of him. But that will have to wait. I want his cock in my mouth. Letting go of his ball, I run my tongue up the length of his hard cock, licking him like I would an ice cream cone. Coming to the top of him I take his head between my lips, just holding it there while my tongue plays with his slit. I can taste a few drops of pre-cum leaking from him. I start to suck on just his head, my hand pumping his cock slowly, my tongue working frantically on his slit. A contrast to the lazy way I am pumping and sucking him. I hope he is enjoying this as much as I am.............................
 
Frank

I laid back and let her take the lead, after making her cum with my tongue and fingers. What chemistry! She was so sensuous the way she teased me by fondling and kissing me all over, but not hurrying to get me off and finshed too soon.

She seemed to want to make it last, as did I. This was just the beginning of our relationship, and I wanted it to last - for a long long time

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of waiting but could only have been a few minutes, she enveloped me with her mouth, and the intimacy was returned.

I knew she felt the same way I did, and this was going to be the first night of a many night stand as it were, but we had so much to look forwarfd to
 
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Leah

Oh, how delicious this is. I know I could bring him all the way, but I want this to last. My mouth reluctantly lets him go. I feel Frank reaching for me, pulling me up into his strong arms, kissing me tenderly. This is exactly where I want to be.
 
She was laying on top of me, with her full weight on me. Just the way I liked it, so close together. She inched her legs apart strassling me, and the inevitable hgappenned. As we looked into esach other's eyes, my cock slipped into her as she sat back on me. We kissed as she got used to the size, and we just laid there together for a few minutes enjoying each other

Then she started moving herself so I was thrusting in and out slowly. Her eyes were locked on mine as my arms went arounbd her and pulled her to me for a kiss.

Then she sat up and let herself sit back on me impaling her to the hilt. I leaned up and kissed her pretty breasts and caressed them as she told me what pleasure she was having. She told me it had been so long. I didnt know if she was just feeding me a line, but knew it wouldnt be long until the next time, as we were together and would be for the rest of the night and hopefully a long time to come
 
For a few minutes, I licked gently in and around Micki's hot pussy. The small taste I'd gotten earlier had only piqued my desire to try that one-of-a-kind flavor direct from the source. It was wonderful. The only drawback was that it only served to drive my own erotic tension even higher. I wasn't sure how much longer I was going to be able to continue controlling myself.

As I held Micki's legs, I felt the low vibration of sexual frustration quivering though her body. That vibration found a sympathetic string in me, and after not too long, I was shaking right in sync with her. Still, I tried to maintain my control, but it was swiftly eroding.

Then, I heard a single word. It was almost pitiful sounding, yet in its quiet desperation, it was louder than a scream.

I let go of Micki's legs, and her feet hit the bed and her hips rose a little, trying to get more from me than I was giving. Well, the sound of her plaintive, "Please..." had already destroyed my resolve to control.

I rose up on my knees and moved in closer to her calling pussy. It was a call my cock was panting to answer.

I found a fleeting reservoir of resolve, and as I leaned over her, I took one of Micki's nipples in my mouth and nibbled and sucked for a short moment. Then, I laid out over her, again placed my lips over hers, and aimed my cock for her impatiently waiting pussy...
 
Micki

It was as if the one word triggered some need inside him and he was upon me. My legs bent on either side of him, his lips pausing for a moment on a needy nipple before moving to my lips. My hips rose again, feeling the shaft nestle between my labia. My hand moved down his spine, the palm spread and pushing him down slightly as our bodies met, feeling the tip of his cock brush in a final tease against my slick slit and then pop inside with a lurid slurping noise. It took a little while before our bodies matched in rhythm.
 
Once Micki felt the head of my cock slide up her hot slit, then back down, she raised her hips ever so slightly, putting me in direct line to her slippery hole. Her hands gripped my ass, pulling me into her wanting pussy. The head pushed into her wet, burning cunt, and from there, it was a long, slow slide until I hit bottom.

I'm surprised the hotel didn't burn to the ground. All the heat we'd felt all night at the slightest touch suddenly came together.

I wanted to savor the sensation of Micki's pussy clenching around my cock, but my cock was doing the driving right now; my brain had officially gone on coffee break for the time being, and I wasn't sure when it'd be back.

Micki kept thrusting her hips at me, I think to try to get me deeper in her, I kept pushing back at her - in a different rhtythm - trying to get myself deeper in her. For a while, we were having a helluva time getting sychronized.

Eventually, though, we both thrust at the same time, my pubic bone banged against Micki's clit, and the explosions began.

I wasn't going to cum right away, though. I wanted my cock to feel every nook and cranny inside of this woman's pussy, and I further wanted to find all the best spots for her, too. When I was ready to cum, I wanted Micki to cum, too. On the stroke of midnight, whether I'd cum beforehand or not, I wanted the both of us screaming each other's name in orgasm.

This was not to say that I only expected Micki to cum when I did. On the contrary, I was hoping I'd be able to make her cum more times in one night than she ever had before.
 
Micki

The temperature had risen to melting and once we got it together it was very good, I doubted he would last long on top and it wasn't the greatest position for me, so I managed to roll over so that I was on top. My face was flushed as I shifted and began bouncing up and down in short strokes. My hands lingered for a while on his chest, my hair cascading around my face as I leaned into each thrust and stole a long kiss.
 
We fucked for a while with me on top, but my control was waning in this position. For all my wanting to hold off a while yet, I felt myself getting closer and closer to filling her with my cum.

Micki must have sensed this somehow, and she surprised me by giving me a push sideways which I immediately figured what she wanted to do. I grabbed hold of her, and we rolled over, my cock never leaving her pussy.

Now, she was on top and in charge of the pace of things. I didn't mind at all. I love fucking with the woman on top. The sensations are unique from any other sexual position. Besides, the perverted little voyeur in me really liked the fact that when she sat more or less straight up, I could watch her fantastic tits move as she fucked my cock.

Mostly she just used short strokes, only pulling a couple inches out of her pussy at a time. Once in a while, she'd raise up till the head was on the verge of popping out, then she'd agonizingly slowly lower herself back down until all of me was back in its newest favorite place.

Micki's hair had been loose all night, while mine was pulled back in a ponytail, so when she leaned in to kiss me, her hair framed her face gorgeously. I didn't think I could ever get tired of kissing this woman.

The room was well insulated, because we weren't holding back the noise, and we heard no complaints during or after. Half the time while we were kissing we were also moaning and grunting into each other's mouth, and when our mouths weren't otherwise occupied, we were making the kind of unrestrained sounds that only people in an ecstatic state of passion do.

While Micki fucked me, I played with her breasts as best I could with all their changing positions. They were just the size I love: ANY! More than a handful or less, I wasn't about to be choosy. They were beautiful, and they were just begging to be touched while we fucked. I used every trick I'd learned in the past to pleasure Micki's tits and nipples. The responses I was getting out of her told me I was doing things pretty damn good.
 
Micki

I had leaned in in order for my clit to get the most out of the short strokes, alternating with a long slow one. I loved how he was playing with my tits and I made a mental note for later. I moved again so that my knees were against the bed and using my hips to rise and lower myself. I moved faster, circling, wiggling, shifting until I find the perfect fit and go crazy. The sound of my cry echoed back upon me until I couldn't tell if the moan was coming from my mouth, his, or the walls around us. I sunk slowly down upon him, and asked for a breather as I lay on top of him, panting for a moment before returning to soft little kisses. Feeling his hips moving under me, I had to smile.
 
For a while, I just closed my eyes and let Micki fuck. My hands stayed in contact with her breasts as best they could, but eventually, I had to let go and just rest them on her writhing hips.

I opened my eyes when she shifted her weight and knelt on the bed over my cock. When she started moving, yet another sensation went through me. It always surprises me how different just a little change in position feels, yet it always feels fantastic.

After a few minutes fucking me like this, Micki found a rhythm and depth she really liked, and rode me till she was screaming her head off. It was one of the most erotic things, seeing her lose it like that. Women don't know how fucking sexy they look when they lose control and just give in to the pleasure.

I'll bet she shrieked for over a minute, her face contorting, her hips doing some weird serpentine dance, wriggling her pussy all over, my cock following in, out, around, backward, forward, wherever her pussy wanted to go.

When Micki's pleasure subsided for the moment, she wilted on top of me. She asked for a short breather, which I was more than willing to give her.

While I listened to her breath get a little less ragged, I put my arms around her and held her close to me. I was surprising myself tonight at how fucking romantic I was trying to be. While I'm not an asshole at heart, I usually find the slow stuff - after a while - to be a major pain in the ass. Now, here I was, stiff as hell and in the most heavenly pussy, and I was just holding and caressing her hair a little while I waited to see what she was ready for next.

Micki's face had been buried in my shoulder while she regained her breath, and after we'd been laying there quietly for a few minutes, I felt light kisses and licks on my skin. Micki started where she'd been and moved in on my neck. The lightness of her kisses was *very* unlike the kisses we'd been sharing earlier. These were almost playful. They were almost ethereal. They were damn near nonexistent!

And that lightness was what made them so erotic. The dichotomy between what we'd been doing before and what Micki was doing now made my hips twitch. I didn't even consciously know it was happening, until Micki lifted her head and smiled at me.

One thing I was sure of, the short rest had calmed me down a little, too. I wasn't as close to cumming as I had been, and while on one hand it was disappointing, I knew that when I finally *did* orgasm, it'd be big, and it'd be good.

I raised my head and kissed Micki gently, sensuously, on the lips. Then I breathed, "What's next?"
 
Micki

I could tell he was aching to just let off, but at the moment I was enjoying the soft tasting of his shoulder. I smiled at his question and slowly slide one of my feet under his leg and pulled him with me onto our sides, still cuddled next to each other. "Whatever we want," I mutter before slowly kissed along his chest, tongue trailing here and there, teasing one hard nipple and then the next. My knee was bent and wrapped over him, pinning him next to me. I returned to his lips, enjoying a long kiss as every little movement of our hips felt like the tremors after an earthquake. I wiggled in closer so my breasts were pressed tightly against his chest. We were rocking playfully, first so he was nearly on top then so that I was. It didn't take long for us to figure out the how to make the rocking work for us. I was gasping for breath as an unexpected ripple of pleasure overtook me. "Aaron," I purred clinging to his back as he quickly shifted to be on top of me.
 
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