“OK.” But she didn’t want him to stop. The sensations swarming her nipples were too enticing, too sublime. She wanted her breasts to spring free. The feeling of being desired and admired for her beauty was so intense, so liberating.
He unclasped her bra. Now that she was sure he found her beautiful, something within her had sprung and released the trap of her insecurities, her fears, her hidden passions. Her breasts were freed – the glorious, gorgeous mounds that she had only ever found too embarrassingly big.
But Kyle was voraciously taking them in with his eyes as if they were the second coming.
He pushed her down on the soft leather of the recliner. Now with her blouse and bra off, her skin could take in every nuance of the fine, cool leather. Kyle placed his mouth around her right nipple and sucked as though to tease the very milk out of them. His lips were soft and insistent and his mouth was very wet. He sucked, and with every pull of his inner cheeks, she could feel her womb contract.
Oh, but she was coming very close to orgasm just by being suckled!
He continued to work at her right nipple. At the same time, his hands massaged and teased both her breasts to plump them up. His tongue trailed all sorts of patterns on her electrified flesh. Both her nipples were engorged beyond anything she had ever felt before.
“Ohhhh,” she cried out softly. Tears blurred her eyes. She could only see the top of his dark head as he unrelentingly savaged her nipple. Her hands came up to caress his head, his hair, the hot flesh of his neck.
He transferred his mouth to her other nipple. Her vigorously worked one was tingling and glistening all over with his wetness. There was something really primal about his need to suckle her. His teeth grazed her sensitive flesh now and then, causing her to gasp.
He unbuttoned his shirt and tore it off. His body was toned and lean. Not too muscled, but just right. He reached for the fly of his jeans.
“Wait,” she said, hesittant.
“I’m not going to fuck you.”
It was the first time he had used an expletive in front of her, and she gasped.
He grinned. “Pardon my French, but it’s the way I talk when I get excited. I just want to show you my cock.”
She had never seen a man’s cock before in the flesh. Her mouth went dry when he unzipped his pants. His cock sprang out like an uncoiling snake. He was very, very erect, and the eyelet of his penis stared at her. Her first full frontal! She could almost faint.
He licked his lower lip. “Would you like to touch it?”
She was almost afraid to. Would she hurt him? Would it bend?
“Take it,” he urged her. “Go on. It’s hardier than it looks.”
When she didn’t move, he took her hand and gently guided her to his shaft.
“Go on. Touch it. Hold it.”
Her breath was caught in her lungs when she gingerly grasped his penis. It was thicker than she thought it would be, but not so thick that she couldn’t circle her palm around it. It felt hard and yet yielding at the same time.
“Look,” he said, grasping her hand which was grasping his cock. “Stroke it. It feels great that way.”
His strong hand guided hers to massage his shaft up and down, right up to the tuft of his pubic hair. His balls were a tight sac beneath this tuft.
“See this? This is called the head. It’s very sensitive.”
He moved their compressed hands towards his head, which was a bulbous terminal which sat atop his shaft. This was softer and springier to the touch. He was breathing hard. His hand left off, and she stroked and squeezed his cock head, and then back to his shaft. Back, forth, back, forth.
He tipped back his head and groaned. “Oh God, don’t stop . . . don’t stop.”
She was getting the hang of this. The fact that she could excite him empowered her. She pumped and milked him for all he was worth, until his hands were groping her forearms, and then her hair, and her breasts again.
“Ohhhh,” he groaned. “I want to do something. Don’t worry, it’s not fucking. I’m not even going to take off your pants.”
“OK.”
He pressed her down against the long seat of the recliner again. His cock was harder than ever. He seized both her voluminous breasts and squeezed them together.
“Most beautiful tits I have ever seen.”
He positioned himself above her. His cock was pointing straight at her face. He inserted his dick in between her breasts. Making sure that her mounds were pointing upwards and the valley between them was but a crevice, he began to piston himself back and forth, using her flesh for friction.
She had never experienced anything so erotic in her entire life. Her pussy was creaming down there, and true to his word, he hadn’t even taken off her pants.