She moaned in response to my touch, gently pushing me down on my back as she kissed over to my other nipple, sucking and kissing and flicking it with her tongue. She straddled my thigh, squeezing it between her legs, and I could feel that her panties were soaked with her pussy juices. God, she was hot! And I had made her hot! And knowing that felt so…fucking…cool! I pulled up her shirt and my hands found the soft skin of her sides. My hands slid up her back and around again to cup her breasts, squeezing gently…her long, hard nipples between my fingers…my fingers squeezing them as well. “Mmmm…God yes, baby…squeeze my tits.” she moaned before attacking my nipple, sucking it hard. Man, it felt soooo good! I groaned and pulled her shirt up higher. She released my nipple and sat up, swinging her leg over to straddle me while helping me pull her shirt off. She sat there, grinding her soaked panties against my throbbing cock, which was once again straining the zipper of my shorts. I laid there, staring up at her breasts, unable to move. I was mesmerized. God, they were perfect! It was like I was trying to memorize every pore, every freckle, every detail about her. She reached down and took my hands in hers, squeezing them, bringing me out of my silent study.
“Hello?” she said, teasingly, “Paul, are you there?” I looked up into her eyes and blushed. “See anything you like?” she asked, with a wicked, half-smile.
“My God, Annie…they’re…beautiful. You’re beautiful…” She brought my hands to her breasts, and I squeezed them and her long nipples between my fingers. She moaned, grinding her panty-covered pussy against my cock and started to lean down toward me.
“Ahh, but there’s still so much more of me to see…” she said, as our lips met again. She broke the kiss and slid my hands down to her ass, then leaned down so that her hard nipples brushed over mine. God, that felt great too. This woman couldn’t seem to do anything that didn’t feel absolutely wonderful. I squeezed her ass in my hands and pulled her down onto me tighter…harder. She moaned loudly and ground her pussy faster against my hard shaft. I could feel wetness against my cock – her juices had soaked through my shorts and boxers.
“Paul, baby…?” she panted as she bit into my shoulder, crushing her nipples against mine, “…mmm….god…oooh…I…I think that there are people in this bed….mmmmmm…that are still wearing too many clothes…”
“Dear Lord!” I teased, snaking my hands under the waistband of her panties to caress the flesh of her ass, “what will we do about that?” I pushed up against her pussy harder and she squealed. She swung off of me and sat, hugging my knee to her, catching her breath. Then her hands slid down my leg and up over the bulge in my shorts. She squeezed and sucked in air between her teeth.
“Ooooh…god…you’re so hard…” she breathed as she slowly moved to unfasten and unzip my shorts. “For you, honey…” I panted, “You made me hard for you.”
Annie smiled and pulled my shorts and boxers down. I lifted my ass to help her, and my cock sprang free, harder, fatter, and longer than it had ever been. The foreskin was nowhere to be seen, the purple head had mushroomed so big. I could see my pulse throbbing, making my cock twitch in time to my heartbeat. “Ohhh…Paul…” she cooed, her fingertips brushing up my leg, tickling my balls, “It’s so beautiful” She trailed her fingertips up its length to the head, then wrapped her hand around it and squeezed, sending shivers through me, making my body tremble. I started to sit up, but she gently pushed me back down and gave me a kiss. “Shhh…you just lay back, darling. I’m going to have some fun with my new toy!”