geri
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His lips and hands were all over me, making me squirm, sigh, moan and want more. Never had I had such and experience and the thrill of his touch was both a shock and a pleasure to me. My hands entwined in his hair as he worked my nipples to aching hardness, my hips moved up to press my flesh against him. I had gone from dreading his touch to craving it. From avoiding it to moving to make my body more available to him.
"Roll on your stomach," He said and I glanced at him curious about what he intended, willing to let his explorations continue. Soon he had me going from writhing giggles to sensual moanings as his mouth attacked my skin. My whole body was on fire, my skin hypersensitive to his very touch and caress as he manipulated my body and gave me more pleasure than I had ever imagined possible.
My eyes were closed, my breathing sharp and rapid and my body tingling when I felt his teeth first on one cheek of my ass and then the other. My eyes opened wide and I jumped a bit with an exclamation of surprise, not at the fact that he did it but the reaction of my body to it. In fact the stinging burn from his teeth spreading over my buttocks seemed to heat up my sex and cause my wetness to increase.
He apologized gently. "Sorry, the animal in me." And I turned to laugh at his sheepish look. "Bring that animal back up here," I said the laughter spilling from me. Could it be that I was actually feeling happiness at just being with this man? Just a few day ago that seemed all but impossible.
"Bring that animal back up her," I said promise in my eyes,"And lets me see if I can tame him."
Turning over I deliberatly exposed my every curve to him wondering what he was thinking about me. I had never truly accepted my own body, on the one hand hating and covering any of my femininty and on the other using it when I had to. It had come to be a tool, and instrument and nothing more. Now it was something more. It was beginning to be a pleasure.
Seeking his approval I said in a bit of an apprehensive voice,"You like?" My eyes shining from the laughter we had shared but also anxious for his approval. "I don't like," He said as he lay beside me again and I pulled in my breath sharply and dropped my gaze, his words hitting me sharply. "I love..." Those simple words made my head snap up again as I looked at him in puzzled surprise searching for the depth of his meaning. The one thing I had not told him was that no one, in all of the affairs and 'relationships' I had been in had told me those few words.
"I love...every inch, every perfect part, inside and out" He continued and our eyes met and held. I could not believe he had said that to me and I did not know what to do. My whole being was in confusion. In place of words I wrapped my arms around him and drew him down for a long, slow, sensual kiss my body pressing against him in pure bliss. There was still a part of me that warned that he could just be using me but I was past caring. I was feeling things I had never felt before and, in my selfishness, I did not want to give them up. Determined to give him just as much pleasure as he had given me I broke the kiss and pushed him back down onto the bed.
Looking at him with my eyes sparkling, my full lips open and my breath moving softly from them I told him the words he had earlier said to me,"You need to lie still and trust me," I said as I slid from the bed and left to go into the room with the shower. Finding what I was seeking I picked up the brush and padded softly back into the room, finding the light and dimming it to a soft glow.
Sitting on the edge of the bed I smiled at his puzzled expression and shook my head, placing a finger to my lips. He watched me in silence as I began to brush through the tangle that was my hair, wincing a bit as the more matted parts were caught in the bristles but determined to show him a part of me no one had ever seen since that one night at a high school dance. Soon my hair was untangled and softly framing my face, hanging down to about mid back, framing my face and shoulder in curls that had appeared from the brisk brushing. Putting the brush down I stood and, blushing softly, I turned slowly for him letting him get a full view of the soft woman I could be, my long hair moving to brush my breasts, shoulders, arms and back sensually as I showed off for his pleasure.
By the time I had made a full circle I had tears in my eyes from the warring emotions within me. And for the first time I wanted to share those emotions with someone. Sliding back onto the bed beside him, stretching out to my full length but not touching him I took a moment to compose my thoughts before speaking.
"I'm not a whore. I'm not what my mother said I would turn out to be," I said the emotions plain in my voice and face. "I am a bitch and a very hard person. That I is who I have become...out of neccessity. Because...because I am scared. I'm lonely and scared and to cover it up I became a cold hearted bitch!" Tears were falling now but, somehow, combined with my confession to him they had a cleansing effect on my very soul. "I...I want to tell you this because I want very badly to give you pleasure now. I am good at it, I have had lots of practice but it is important for you to know that I have never, never wanted this before. I did it because that was what I had to do."
Moving over him I began to kiss his chest, my tears and kisses mingling to make it glisten as I covered him in small kisses, letting my tongue swirl around his small nipples, my hair now loose and soft falling down to curtain my face and draw along his own flesh in a sensual way. "I want you to feel the happiness you have given me if only for one night," I breathed against his skin, my breath tickling him softly as I worked over his stomach and down lower. "I want to make up for whatever I have done to you out of my own fear and selfishness." I added as I kissed his thighs, running my tongue over the flesh there. "I want to give you something no one else has ever had from me," I moaned as I took his sac in my hand and sucked them into my mouth, playing with them with my tongue. "I want to give you the person I could have become if given a chance." I murmured as my mouth, but not my hand, abandoned his balls and claimed his shaft, kissing and licking up it as it swelled and jumped under my lips and tongue.
Licking and kissing my way up to the head of his throbbing cock I ran my tongue over the spongy head, scooping up the small amount of precum there before enclosing it fully in my mouth and beginging to suck gently while my hand moved over his tightening sac, caressing and fondling it. Moving my head down I took him inch by inch into my warm mouth my tongue probing and stroking his length as he approached the back of my throat. I kept it up, my hands, mouth and tongue ringing moans from him as I worked him to an increased hardness stopping only when I sensed he was approaching a climax. I did not want him to cum just yet and so I drew his shaft from my mouth letting my teeth lightly play over the pulsing flesh to turn to him, my mouth and his cock now glistening.
Straddling him I leaned forward, my tense and aching nipples brushing his chest, my pussy mere inches away from his manhood and my lips very close to his. "I want to feel you in me," I whispered to him the need plain in my voice,"For this one night I want to be yours. Please." Then I was kissing him again, my tongue sliding into his mouth and searching out his own to meet in passionate play.
"Roll on your stomach," He said and I glanced at him curious about what he intended, willing to let his explorations continue. Soon he had me going from writhing giggles to sensual moanings as his mouth attacked my skin. My whole body was on fire, my skin hypersensitive to his very touch and caress as he manipulated my body and gave me more pleasure than I had ever imagined possible.
My eyes were closed, my breathing sharp and rapid and my body tingling when I felt his teeth first on one cheek of my ass and then the other. My eyes opened wide and I jumped a bit with an exclamation of surprise, not at the fact that he did it but the reaction of my body to it. In fact the stinging burn from his teeth spreading over my buttocks seemed to heat up my sex and cause my wetness to increase.
He apologized gently. "Sorry, the animal in me." And I turned to laugh at his sheepish look. "Bring that animal back up here," I said the laughter spilling from me. Could it be that I was actually feeling happiness at just being with this man? Just a few day ago that seemed all but impossible.
"Bring that animal back up her," I said promise in my eyes,"And lets me see if I can tame him."
Turning over I deliberatly exposed my every curve to him wondering what he was thinking about me. I had never truly accepted my own body, on the one hand hating and covering any of my femininty and on the other using it when I had to. It had come to be a tool, and instrument and nothing more. Now it was something more. It was beginning to be a pleasure.
Seeking his approval I said in a bit of an apprehensive voice,"You like?" My eyes shining from the laughter we had shared but also anxious for his approval. "I don't like," He said as he lay beside me again and I pulled in my breath sharply and dropped my gaze, his words hitting me sharply. "I love..." Those simple words made my head snap up again as I looked at him in puzzled surprise searching for the depth of his meaning. The one thing I had not told him was that no one, in all of the affairs and 'relationships' I had been in had told me those few words.
"I love...every inch, every perfect part, inside and out" He continued and our eyes met and held. I could not believe he had said that to me and I did not know what to do. My whole being was in confusion. In place of words I wrapped my arms around him and drew him down for a long, slow, sensual kiss my body pressing against him in pure bliss. There was still a part of me that warned that he could just be using me but I was past caring. I was feeling things I had never felt before and, in my selfishness, I did not want to give them up. Determined to give him just as much pleasure as he had given me I broke the kiss and pushed him back down onto the bed.
Looking at him with my eyes sparkling, my full lips open and my breath moving softly from them I told him the words he had earlier said to me,"You need to lie still and trust me," I said as I slid from the bed and left to go into the room with the shower. Finding what I was seeking I picked up the brush and padded softly back into the room, finding the light and dimming it to a soft glow.
Sitting on the edge of the bed I smiled at his puzzled expression and shook my head, placing a finger to my lips. He watched me in silence as I began to brush through the tangle that was my hair, wincing a bit as the more matted parts were caught in the bristles but determined to show him a part of me no one had ever seen since that one night at a high school dance. Soon my hair was untangled and softly framing my face, hanging down to about mid back, framing my face and shoulder in curls that had appeared from the brisk brushing. Putting the brush down I stood and, blushing softly, I turned slowly for him letting him get a full view of the soft woman I could be, my long hair moving to brush my breasts, shoulders, arms and back sensually as I showed off for his pleasure.
By the time I had made a full circle I had tears in my eyes from the warring emotions within me. And for the first time I wanted to share those emotions with someone. Sliding back onto the bed beside him, stretching out to my full length but not touching him I took a moment to compose my thoughts before speaking.
"I'm not a whore. I'm not what my mother said I would turn out to be," I said the emotions plain in my voice and face. "I am a bitch and a very hard person. That I is who I have become...out of neccessity. Because...because I am scared. I'm lonely and scared and to cover it up I became a cold hearted bitch!" Tears were falling now but, somehow, combined with my confession to him they had a cleansing effect on my very soul. "I...I want to tell you this because I want very badly to give you pleasure now. I am good at it, I have had lots of practice but it is important for you to know that I have never, never wanted this before. I did it because that was what I had to do."
Moving over him I began to kiss his chest, my tears and kisses mingling to make it glisten as I covered him in small kisses, letting my tongue swirl around his small nipples, my hair now loose and soft falling down to curtain my face and draw along his own flesh in a sensual way. "I want you to feel the happiness you have given me if only for one night," I breathed against his skin, my breath tickling him softly as I worked over his stomach and down lower. "I want to make up for whatever I have done to you out of my own fear and selfishness." I added as I kissed his thighs, running my tongue over the flesh there. "I want to give you something no one else has ever had from me," I moaned as I took his sac in my hand and sucked them into my mouth, playing with them with my tongue. "I want to give you the person I could have become if given a chance." I murmured as my mouth, but not my hand, abandoned his balls and claimed his shaft, kissing and licking up it as it swelled and jumped under my lips and tongue.
Licking and kissing my way up to the head of his throbbing cock I ran my tongue over the spongy head, scooping up the small amount of precum there before enclosing it fully in my mouth and beginging to suck gently while my hand moved over his tightening sac, caressing and fondling it. Moving my head down I took him inch by inch into my warm mouth my tongue probing and stroking his length as he approached the back of my throat. I kept it up, my hands, mouth and tongue ringing moans from him as I worked him to an increased hardness stopping only when I sensed he was approaching a climax. I did not want him to cum just yet and so I drew his shaft from my mouth letting my teeth lightly play over the pulsing flesh to turn to him, my mouth and his cock now glistening.
Straddling him I leaned forward, my tense and aching nipples brushing his chest, my pussy mere inches away from his manhood and my lips very close to his. "I want to feel you in me," I whispered to him the need plain in my voice,"For this one night I want to be yours. Please." Then I was kissing him again, my tongue sliding into his mouth and searching out his own to meet in passionate play.