I took her hand and led her toward the bed. I kissed her once again and watched as she reclined and made herself comfortable. I couldn’t help but smile as she lay there, her legs slightly splayed and her fingertips caressing her nipples. I took my time and undressed before joining her.

I turned to approach the bed and found that her hand had found its way between her legs and she was slowly rubbing her clit. I watched for a moment.

“Please mind your hands Marie.”

I could hear frustration in her sigh as she withdrew and lay her hands on either side of her. I could see her labia was swollen and glistening from the attention of her fingers. It really was a beautiful sight.

I approached the bed and crawled over to her, bending to kiss her gently on the lips while I rubbed the palm of my hand across one of her erect nipples. She arched her back slightly and I could feel her kiss intensify. I reluctantly broke the kiss and started to nuzzle her neck.

I busied myself by leaving a meandering trail of kisses across her neck and then down toward her breast bone. I began massaging the soft flesh of her breasts and teased her nipples. Each were tugged, pinched and pulled insistently and she responded like the strings of an instrument being strummed. Soft sighs and moans filled the space around us and my hand continued its journey lower.

I pressed the palm of my hand firmly against her mound as my fingers curled and brushed the hood of her clit. Her hips rocked slightly as she tried to coax my hand lower. I’d have none of that. Not yet. I slipped my hand back up over her stomach and cupped a breast and fed a nipple into my hungry mouth. First one, then the other as I alternated between them paying equal attention to both. Her hand found the back of my head and she pressed me into her chest, her erect nipples pressing against my tongue.

I kissed my way lower in a deliberate serpentine path across her stomach. Exploring un-kissed skin along the way and delighting in the response it drew from her. Her hands on my head insistently pushed me in the direction where she knew I was going.

I paused. “Would you like me to continue Marie?”

“Uh huh,” she moaned nodding her head.

“Return your hands to your side please.”

She did as I asked and I returned to pleasuring the beautiful woman laid out before me. I was in no hurry; this wasn’t rush hour. It was a Sunday drive and I had no place I had to be. I had all the time in the world.

It wasn’t long before my lips found that sweet spot where her legs and body come together. I kissed along the top of her thigh taking care to avoid her pussy. The lips were swollen, glistening and were demanding the attention currently denied to them. I could tell she was aching. Her scent filled me like the sweetest fragrance and I resisted the urge to bury my face against her and devour her.

I positioned myself between her legs and kissed my way north. I started alongside and behind her knees and alternated left then right while my hands slid upward along the inside of her thighs. Her legs parted further as she granted me full access. She was mine for the taking, and she happily laid herself out on display for me. I had drawn myself to within an inch of those sweet lips and stopped. I could feel the heat radiating from her and could almost taste her. I pressed my lips to the inside of her thigh and kissed her, being careful to avoid contact with her swollen lips. I ran my tongue up and over to the other side where I kissed her again. Her legs started to press inward and clamp down on my head and she raised her hips in an effort to press against my face. I backed off, paused and allowed her to simmer for a moment.

When she had finally settled back down onto the bed, I licked my finger, reached out and dragged it lightly along her moist slit. The finger tip came away slippery and slick. I placed it in my mouth and tasted her. Oh, that taste! She really has no idea what it does to me. It drives me to the point of distraction. I reached out and slid my finger along her slit again and the tip pushed easily between the lips. I dragged it upward at a snail's pace and grazed her clit. Again her hips rose from the sheets as she sought relief.

I continued to drag my fingertip back and forth along her slit, delving deeper each time, and watched as my finger slowly and methodically disappeared inside her. As slowly as it entered, I withdrew and once out, I offered my hand to her mouth to give her a taste of her sweetness. She hungrily sucked and licked my finger clean and savored the juices that were fed to her.

When I felt she was finished, my hand began a leisurely stroll down her body, starting at the breast bone and taking a detour to lavish attention on her hard nipples.

I pinched them while at the same time I leaned forward and drew my tongue along the wet folds of her aching pussy and pushed them apart. Her juices coated my tongue and I was instantly intoxicated. I live for the taste of this woman and the feel of her against my face. I slid my hands down and wrapped them around her thighs and passionately french kissed her pussy. She raised her hips and pressed against my face while her hands grasped and clawed at the sheets.

I pushed my tongue deeper into her and could feel her juices coat my face. We slid easily against each other as her hips began to move in time to my hungry tongue. Up and over her clit I would flick before I slid back down and pressed against her lips. We built a rhythm. I slipped my hand beneath me and eased two fingers inside her as I was sucking her clit. Her back arched and she let out a gasp at the unexpected and sudden penetration.

My fingers began a steady back and forth motion. I started curling my fingers into a beckoning motion every now and then and it wasn’t long before she started to step closer to the precipice. She writhed and made the most delicious noises, the sounds of her providing the background music I desired. My face was coated with her juices and I was aroused beyond the point of holding back.

I withdrew and took my time moving between her legs and held them open, positioning myself so I could tease her aching pussy with the head of my cock. With my cock in hand I lightly brushed the head back and forth over her swollen clit.

Her hips launched upward from the sheets.

“Oh please fuck me!”

I smiled and drew away. A groan escaped her lips and she settled back down onto then bed as I continued to toy with her using the head of my cock as my instrument of torture. She continued to squirm and the volume of her noises increased.

I hovered over her, gazed into her eyes and held them in mine. I started to drown, as I always do, in the sparkling blue of her gaze. I bent to kiss her lips, gently at first and then passionately and hungrily.

She wrapped her arms around me and I stopped. I took her hands in mine, I kissed them again in a way I know stokes the fires of desire. I took turns kissing the back and then palms of her hands before I pinned them to the bed over her head. Once more I looked into the depths of her eyes and with deliberate movements positioned myself just so.

After a moment’s pause, I began my slow penetration of her. The moment that the head of my cock slipped inside her she let out a low groan, like an animal aching for freedom and I felt her sweet pussy start to tremor around my cock. I held her gaze as I pushed in deeper and watched as her eyelids fluttered and her eyes rolled back slightly. Her hands straining to move against mine and her legs wrapped around me, constricted me and drew me in deeper.

I started moving in a steady rhythm, I slid easily in and out of her and she just let herself go. She had been dancing close to the edge already and it hadn't taken long to give her the nudge she needed. Repeated grinding thrusts coaxed her toward the drop and over she went. Her back arched, and her pussy spasmed around my swollen cock. Her mouth opened and an almost inaudible gasp escaped her, quickly followed by moans that grew in intensity.

Her body convulsed and writhed beneath me and I could hold out no longer. I started to fuck her urgently, needing to satisfy my own hunger and she moved willingly along. Her legs wrapped around me and her hands, now free, clung to me as she hung on tight. I could feel an intensity building and I dove headlong over the edge to join her where she lay below. My cock throbbed and spasmed deep inside her. I pushed hard against her and my seed spilled into the depths of her, it flooded and filled her and combined with her own sweet juices. My body was wracked by my own orgasm and she took all I had left to give as I collapsed against her.

I lay still, pressed against her and held myself inside her. I was spent and unable and unwilling to move from her. She had drawn me to this place and thoughts of her had fanned my desires all day. Here we lay quietly together our pulse rates diminishing and our mouths finding skin for soft kisses.

I kissed her lips warmly, and lovingly as I felt myself soften and slip from her. I rolled onto my side, pulled her against me and wrapped my arms around her. I nuzzled her neck and cradled her to me until I felt her body relax and her breathing slow as she drifted off to sleep. I kissed her neck once more, whispered “I love you Marie” and drifted off to sleep. She’d find me in my dreams before the night was through.