The late-summer evening sun shines through the windows of the room, casting long panels of warm yellow light onto the walls and floor. She lies naked on the bed, her skin glowing in the sunlight, her body resting from the long day at work. Laying there, waiting, eyes closed. She hears me walk quietly across the room to stand over her.
Sitting down next to her on the bed, she turns to face me, opening her eyes to meet my own. We exchange a small smile as I lean down, kissing her gently on the lips, holding her cheek and jaw in my hand as I do so. With a slow, deft touch I run the back of my finger-tips down the side of her neck, down her arm and finally along her toned stomach. Her body is tanned and solid. A shiver of excitement runs through her. I take in her scent; the intoxicating smell of her perfume there only subtly, overpowered by the incredible natural aroma of her body. The feast on my senses arouses me further.
My hand traces a path along her inner thigh, the skin warm and soft to the touch. Upon reaching near the knee, I slide my fingers back, closer to her crotch, my little finger running along the grove of her groin.
She takes my hand, guiding me towards the warmth of her mound. Leaning up on her free elbow, fixing me with her gaze as my fingers rest between those wet lips, feeling the powerful heat. Our eyes don’t lose contact as my fingers begin small, slow movements, manipulating her lithe flesh.
I rub slowly back and forth at her cunt, the slick wetness coating my fingers. Her eyes flicker as she lets out a long sigh at my touch, while I feel her warm breath as she rests her forehead against my own bare chest.
My middle finger dips into her wetness, making her groan with pleasure. Using her juice to aid my movements, I slide my finger up against her clitoris, her body arching against my hand, pushing harder into me. Taking up my place next to her, I keep my finger slipping from hole to clit, moving in to kiss her neck as I do so. My lips press softly against the skin below her jaw line; occasionally my tongue glancing across to taste her.
I work my hand faster now, increasing the pressure as I make small circles against her clit, along the length of her glistening, moist opening. She becomes wetter with each passing second, as I focus my attentions on her throbbing cunt, stopping only to raise my hand to my mouth, tasting her juice, which excites her further, as she grabs my hand to taste for herself, licking and sucking at my wet digits. My hard cock is taken up in her hand. As she works it, giving steady, rhythmic pumps, she feels the hot, silky skin move beneath her fingers, back and forth over the ridge of shiny helmet. I return my hand to her cunt, slipping so easily inside to feel the warm, soft walls, then out to the hard nub of her clitoris.
She moves across the bed, encouraging me onto my back. My cock still in her hand as she rotates her body, she plants her arse down onto my bare chest, only breaking eye contact with me when the angle dictates.
