His obviously hard cock was pushing at his jeans, willing itself out with us. Once again he kissed me hard, like he was reminding me it was okay. My body trembled gratefully to him, as he pulled off his own shirt and then went back to concentrating on kissing me from my feet and up my legs, swapping between them occasionally, slowly, sensually, like he was putting on a show.
I was now just in a thong, and nothing else, shaking with a knowing that frightened me.
I watched him throb through his jeans, as I looked at his body. I felt weak as he moved over me with ease, and eventually his mouth got to my hips. With one arm supporting himself, and the other kneading his cock through the fabric. In one slick movement, he pushed my knees apart. I gasped as the realisation set in.
He let out a low groan as one of his fingers ran along my dripping slit. All the kissing had got my unimaginably wet. His finger teased me and once drenched in my juices, slid of the soft fold of my clit slowly, immediately getting a physical reaction. I moaned and gripped his supporting arm. He was toned and fit, which turned me on even more. He dipped his middle finger inside me, sliding in and moaning again, like it was him dripping wet, like it was his hips bucking to meet those divine fingers. Suddenly he ripped my thong off, snapping the lace in two beneath his hands and stood up to yank down his jeans. My eyes widened at what sprung out. His cock stood at attention, and he seemed pretty proud of it. It pulsed beneath his hand, which he looked at as it did. I groaned and the entire hard, swollen length twitched, to which I smiled a little. He gripped it hard, and lowered himself to me. I braced for the feeling of him pushing his way into my tight, unused cunt. But I was mistaken.
He let out a low breathy laugh, deep in his chest as he lowered to his stomach, my glistening wet clit inches from his mouth. He slid his hands under my arse cheeks to pull my hips up towards his face. He licked his lips as he stared at it for a second, taking his time. I felt a pulse and an ache deep within my pussy. This was a man who had been silently thinking about this moment for weeks. He waited for a few moments, before he bend his head and let his tongue hungrily run from the base of my cunt, all the way up and circle my clit unapologetically. I was in ecstasy. I couldn’t stop moaning. He kissed and sucked my clit, every so often running his tongue deep into my cunt, down to my arse then back up to my clit again. My body shook harder as I felt myself edging towards my climax…