Sharon and I slowly made our way to the lavish master bedroom, leaving a trail of socks, underwear, and her bra as proof of our erotic deeds. Once in our room, I had Sharon bare-breasted to my chest as I guided us to our bed for the night… a flurry of kisses were spent, and at good cost. I loved looking at Sharon nude, inspecting her soft bare shoulders that glowed in the orange hue of the night. Standing at the foot of our bed, arm in arm, I ran my hands down Sharon’s back, clutching her alluring G-string thong she had just purchased. The plush softness of her thighs and ass underneath the material made me delirious with longing. My God, her skin was so incredibly soft and lush… so ripe… just perfect to kiss and taste. Gazing down at the skin of her thighs and ass, and how it glowed with a deep tan richness… God almighty, I wanted to cumm right there just looking at it.
The succulent swell of her jutting spheres of ass, how completely round they were… and yes, there were so big. Not fat or obese, but sweet Jesus, they were just right in size and shape. I had always preferred larger, bustier women, and to think… it was all because of Sharon. And here I was, taking it all in… breathing it in for love’s sake.
I knelt in front of Sharon slowly, drawing sweet tiny kisses down her chest, and across her lavish stomach. Using the backs of both my hands, I lovingly caressed each ass pumpkin of ass. Sharon sighed heavily as my skin grazed hers.
“Oooooooooooh God, I love having you touch me like that.” She confessed.
Planting my lips to her right hipbone, I lazily dragged my mouth around to see the dark beautiful cleave that split those cheeks apart… I groaned aloud, nearly losing my senses just by looking at her gorgeous ass. Curling the G-string around both fingers, I slowly began pulling that thong down ever so slowly… watching the fabric ease its way downward, across the radiant golden peaks of her ass.
“Ooooh baby.” Sharon mumbled.
With each passing second, I was becoming more and more of an ass man. I wanted this ass no matter what.
“Oh my God.” I gasped as the thong slipped down past her thick thighs. Now, finally free, I shifted Sharon around to plant an open-mouthed kiss to her left cheek, sealing my lips to the ass.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.” I moaned, kneading her cheeks with subtle elegance.
Sharon’s footing slipped as she arched her back, leaning over our bed slightly. Her palms downward, she rested her weight so my backside feast could proceed.
“Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck,” she gasped. “I’ve wanted someone to do this all my life.”
My sodden kiss crept down the cheek, marinating the crest of her cheek, running my tongue all across its velvety skin. I was re-defining the age-old phrase, “kiss my ass”, giving it an entirely new, more deserving significance. With her stooped over, I could now take in the fully glory of her entire back, thighs and ass. I loved looking at the deep valley of her spine that accented her back so elegantly. I loved how that hollow dipped down and out to form the fleshy ass that I was now thankfully sucking on. I saw Sharon’s head sway from side to side, veering slowly in agonizing ecstasy.