Johann
I followed her back to our "room". So easily I had started thinking of it as our room. As she entered the cabin, and turned back to look at me, I realised how close we were in the small cabin. I could smell her perfume as I closed the door and looked back at her.
Her movements were (or atleast seemed) somehow more sensual in the privacy of our room. She sat at the edge of the bed, her body nervous and vulnerable as a blush spread all over it. I shut the door and that brought a nervous smile to her lips. The way she bit her lip when nervous and the way her tongue ran over it languidly was very sensual to me. It made me want to feeel those lips and tongue in lots of other places. Her ample chest was heaving up and down making me focus again on that part of her body.
As I stood in front of her, and her eyes met mine, slowly I could see and feel the confidence returning to her eyes and her movements. She ran her slender hands through her hair the movement careful and sexy as she laid back on the length of the bed, balancing her weight on her palms, her body so curvy, so inviting. As if it was beckoning me to do more.
Her sensual body language was having its desired effect on me, when she almost whispered huskily, the sensuality touching her voice also, "Are you going to draw me? Or…Did you have something else in mind?"
My eyes ran over her languid form lying on the bed, moveing from her well formed legs, over her thighs, the slightly flared hips, and then curving into a slim waist, her bare belly, (a cute belly button too) and my eyes travelled higher onto her body.......her chest wasn't heaving now, but it seemed as if she had purposefully thrust it out just that bit to attract my eyes there. And her slim neck........My eyes travelled all over and then went back all the way down, feeling her legs quiver a bit and close slightly as my gaze returned to her upper thighs......and went down all the way to her doc martins......before finally settling on her eyes again.
Her eyes were staring back confidently at me now, the confidence of having lobbed the initiative back at me and ridding herself of the necessity to make decisions.
There was nothing else which I could have done at that moment. Every part of her was beckoning me. Her lips, her body, her eyes, everything. I just stood between her legs, hanging on the ground, and lowered my body onto hers, my whole body in line with hers, on top of her, touching her for the first time, as my lips came to rest on hers.
This was a much more passionate kiss. Our lips opened much wider and our tongues looking for each other immediately as they lashed against each other. My hands were on her sides, running lower from her shoulders, over her dress to her waist and gripping her there as my whole body pressed lightly into hers. Her softness encouraging me to make the kiss last longer.
I followed her back to our "room". So easily I had started thinking of it as our room. As she entered the cabin, and turned back to look at me, I realised how close we were in the small cabin. I could smell her perfume as I closed the door and looked back at her.
Her movements were (or atleast seemed) somehow more sensual in the privacy of our room. She sat at the edge of the bed, her body nervous and vulnerable as a blush spread all over it. I shut the door and that brought a nervous smile to her lips. The way she bit her lip when nervous and the way her tongue ran over it languidly was very sensual to me. It made me want to feeel those lips and tongue in lots of other places. Her ample chest was heaving up and down making me focus again on that part of her body.
As I stood in front of her, and her eyes met mine, slowly I could see and feel the confidence returning to her eyes and her movements. She ran her slender hands through her hair the movement careful and sexy as she laid back on the length of the bed, balancing her weight on her palms, her body so curvy, so inviting. As if it was beckoning me to do more.
Her sensual body language was having its desired effect on me, when she almost whispered huskily, the sensuality touching her voice also, "Are you going to draw me? Or…Did you have something else in mind?"
My eyes ran over her languid form lying on the bed, moveing from her well formed legs, over her thighs, the slightly flared hips, and then curving into a slim waist, her bare belly, (a cute belly button too) and my eyes travelled higher onto her body.......her chest wasn't heaving now, but it seemed as if she had purposefully thrust it out just that bit to attract my eyes there. And her slim neck........My eyes travelled all over and then went back all the way down, feeling her legs quiver a bit and close slightly as my gaze returned to her upper thighs......and went down all the way to her doc martins......before finally settling on her eyes again.
Her eyes were staring back confidently at me now, the confidence of having lobbed the initiative back at me and ridding herself of the necessity to make decisions.
There was nothing else which I could have done at that moment. Every part of her was beckoning me. Her lips, her body, her eyes, everything. I just stood between her legs, hanging on the ground, and lowered my body onto hers, my whole body in line with hers, on top of her, touching her for the first time, as my lips came to rest on hers.
This was a much more passionate kiss. Our lips opened much wider and our tongues looking for each other immediately as they lashed against each other. My hands were on her sides, running lower from her shoulders, over her dress to her waist and gripping her there as my whole body pressed lightly into hers. Her softness encouraging me to make the kiss last longer.
NY"? I hear they've got some. See you on Monday. Much peace.