We speak no words as we walk toward my bedroom. We hold hands as we frequently glance at one another.
Kim's dark red nipples protrude nicely from her breasts. I struggle with my desire to pin her against the wall and suck them right here in the hallway. Her legs are soft as they occasionally brush against mine. Running my tongue across my lips, I can taste her, and the wetness brings her aroma back to life.
She slows the pace and questions, “Are you okay with this?”
I stop, turning her toward me. As I draw her body tight with mine, my cock drifts between her legs, brushing her moist lips. I smile as I answer, “Yes, ma’am, how about you?”
A devilish grin appears on her face as she steps backward, and playfully strokes me several times before responding, “Absolutely!”
We enter my bedroom, and I close the door behind us.
As I fumble to turn the lights out, she says, “Let’s leave them on.”
“Are you sure?”
Without hesitation, she replies, “I’m positive. I can’t see you in the dark.”
A bit puzzled by her statement, I question her, “Are you sure you want to see this old body.”
Kim leans into me, pressing her breasts against my chest. "Yes, I want to see you. I want to taste you. I want to feel you. I want to see the expressions on your face as I suck you. I want to be able to watch your eyes as we fuck. I want to see what I do to you, and I want you to see what you do to me.”
Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, I pull her close. As her body draws near, the decision to leave the lights on becomes quite pleasing. As I gaze at the ginger hair covering her mound, I think back to the events in the living room, and my hands begin to roam down her hips. God, she is so young and beautiful. I never imagined someone at twenty-three, would have a body this amazing.
I admire her beautiful body as my hands drift down her thighs. Coming to rest above her knees. Seduced by the fragrance of her body, I inch my fingertips up her inner thighs.
She trembles and goosebumps paint her body as my fingers separate and push through her moist lips. Her scent explodes into the air as I move my fingers back and forth allowing my knuckle to brush her clit with each movement. “God, you smell nice,” I say.
She steps closer and pulls my face into her chest. “I'm glad you think so. But, I’m not wearing perfume.”
Kissing her nipple, I reply, “I know. That’s what makes it so inviting.”
She sits on the bed next to me and smiles. "Ah that's sweet," she says, as she leisurely wraps her fingers around my cock.
Laying my hand on her thigh, I say, “That feels nice.”
She begins to stroke as she asks, “So, mister, would you like me to suck it?” Her grip tightens, and strokes quicken as she leans into me. Our lips touch, and her tongue floats inside my mouth.
I moan as she kisses me passionately. The sensation of her soft hand stroking my throbbing manhood has me speechless. My heart is pounding, as my breathing increases. With closed eyes, I focus on her strokes. I want to answer, but I cannot.
Her tempo slows as she interrupts our kiss and whispers, “So?”
My entire body quivers as I watch her. Her eyes sparkle with desire. Her facial expression is one of lust. I observe all of this, and the only thing I manage to say is, “Please.”
Without a word, she begins kissing my body as she continues to stroke. My cock pulsates at the sensation of her breath blowing lightly upon it. She places her lips around the tip and closes her mouth. Her tongue is purposefully circling the head.
My hips gently press upward as she ceases the motion of her tongue. Her lips slip from me as she rises from the bed. She is playfully smiling and rubbing my inner thighs as she kneels between my legs. “I want you to watch. I want to look into your eyes and see the emotions on your face.”
Her eyes sparkle as she opens her mouth. Her hands press against my legs, urging them to open further.
With my eyes fixed to hers, all I can say is, “Mmm.”
Again, she takes me between her lips. Her tongue makes small circles as she places her index finger on one side of my pole, and her middle finger on the other. She presses downward, causing me to become even harder. Her eyes are fixed upon mine as her mouth angles my cock toward her. She softly sucks in and releases several times before returning her tongue to the mix.
As she releases the sucking pressure, her tongue slides forward against the underside of the head. As she sucks in, her tongue draws backward. She repeats this action slowly. I watch her cheeks indent as she sucks inward. Her lips are pressing against my skin just behind the head. Her tongue is gliding up and down. The expression within her eyes shows both passion and purpose.
Using her free hand, she begins to caress my balls, massaging them softly.
I have never experienced anything like this. Using soft pressure while sucking, and tongue action while releasing is a sensation like nothing I have felt before.
A twitching sensation begins to build within my balls, as my hips rise and fall in rhythm. My cock stiffens, and I lean my head back as her lips increase pressure.
As I become aware that I am not going to last much longer, a single question enters my mind. Where should I cum?
The beauty of her mouth on me generates hunger within. A deep desire, causing me to want to cum in her mouth, but I am not sure she wants that. My body begins to shudder uncontrollably, my breathing increases, my cock gets increasingly more rigid, and my balls tighten.
“I’m almost there,” I say, through labored breathing.
She releases a muffled moan as she taps a fingertip upon her cheek.
My heart skips a beat as I realize she wants me to cum in her mouth.
I fling my head back and shut my eyes.
She stops sucking and releases a large amount of saliva from her mouth. She takes a deep breath, lowers her lips downward, engulfing my entire length. Her lips quickly return to the head as she wraps her fingers around my rod and begins to bob up and down.
She quickens her pace and begins to stroke. The sensation of her sucking and stroking is more than I can stand. My hands reach out and engage her head. They are not pushing or pulling. They are merely along for the ride.
In an attempt to prolong my orgasm, she wraps her fingers around my sac, gently pulling my balls away from my body. Her strokes are rapid as she repositions her lips upon my head. The desire within her eyes tells me she is ready and waiting.
My body arches and my hips shudder as I grunt through the words, “I’m cumming."
My cock pulsates as the first stream rushes into her mouth. As the second stream releases, she swallows and sighs as she inches her lips downward.
With my cock head firmly against the back of her throat, another stream rips through me.
A small gag escapes her as she pulls away. She licks her lips and gives me a cute, yet seductive smile. “I wasn’t expecting that last one.”
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t warn you.”
“Don’t be. Besides, you did.”
Although I had been lost within my orgasmic world and could not remember, I question, “I did?”
She rises from the floor and lies on the bed as she replies, “Yes.”
Lying beside her, I turn onto my back, and she cuddles in, laying her head against my shoulder. My fingers run through her hair, as I question again, “I don’t remember saying or doing anything that would have warned you. So how did I?”