The Slow Seduction, part 4

Naked, in bed.

(Read part 3 in this series here.)

As his warm tongue licked very slow, long strokes from my clit to my anus I could barely breathe. I urged him to go faster by rocking my hips, but he maintained the maddening pace all the while keeping my delicate flesh parted. I felt the lower part of my belly begin to tighten as he continued the long slow licks up and down… up… down…

My body was on the verge of shuddering into orgasm when he stopped. Deeply, I moaned into the denied gratification. He began gently caressing me again, his thumbs sliding over my slick, swollen labia, his hands moved to my inner thighs and up over my buttocks, massaging, kneading, caressing.

He gently turned me over and smoothed his hands over my belly and up to my bare breasts. A thumb and finger tugged at one nipple, cupping the breast as his warm mouth closed over the other. Heat filled my breasts as he alternated between the two, taking his time, giving them both ample attention. With one hand full of my breast, the other slid behind my neck as he brought his lips down on mine, giving me a deep, full kiss.

His body felt so good against mine: His weight not crushing me, but not allowing me to move either, his hot skin making mine boil, his hard cock pressing against my thigh making me long for him to enter me. I pressed my hips against his body, silently pleading. He knew what I wanted, but he was determined to make me wait knowing that denying me the instant gratification would only increase the intensity of my desire. And of my orgasms.

When he sensed I was again ready to be brought back to the peak, he started all over again… but this time I lay on my back. He slid a pillow under my hips.  Moving down to my slick, wet pussy he pushed my legs apart as far as they would go. I could tell he was just looking at me, studying me. With his fingers he grasped my labia, pulling them wide open, stretching them. I felt so exposed, vulnerable. When he took my clit between his thumb and forefinger I jumped. Ohhh, the pressure felt so good. I rocked my hips in silent suggestion he move that thumb and finger around a bit.

He didn’t, except to give my clit a nice little tug, extending it as far as it would comfortably go. I was in heaven. Then his fingers parted my moist lips, and his wide, flat tongue licked up to my clit. He kept his tongue wide and flat, covering my whole clit, moving up and down. Being tongued like that felt incredible, so much skin being pleasured at the same time, so many nerve endings being stimulated at once. Again, I was near orgasm. I tried to hide it from him, but he knew me too well. Maybe it was my breathing, or the way my hips rocked, or some other sign, but he knew. And he stopped again.

Kneeling between my legs, his knees gently holding my legs apart, he leaned forward over my body. He kissed me fully on the lips, and I felt the head of his hot cock at the opening of my wet pussy.

to be continued… The Slow Seduction, part 5