Serena silently watched me as I walked around her admiring my handiwork and the musculature of her body. I stopped in front of her and slowly, teasingly took off my shorts. My semi hard cock sprung free, jutted out from my body, pointed at her. I stroked it while I contemplated her. I moved behind her. Using just the tips of my fingers I reached up high on her back, trailed my fingers lightly over her skin, across her shoulder blades, softly and slowly down her spine. My fingers stroked slowly along the nerve endings in her firm buttocks, strayed across the rear of her slit, down the inside of her thighs, along the shapely calves of her long slim tapered legs. Her body shivered, her skin goose bumped.
I stood in front of her once more. She looked at my hard cock and me. My hands reached up and caressed her breasts, massaging them, teasing the tips of her nipples. My soft touching finger tips dances over her belly, through her light coloured soft wispy pubic hair; down the inside of one thing to an ankle, up the other legs from ankle to thigh. The tips of my fingers toyed with her slit, stroked between her legs, dabbed ever so lightly along the length of her peeking pouting pink labia.
Using the tips of two fingers I stroked deeper into her slit. Her sex flower opened, strings and beads of clear moisture covered the rich pink of her flesh. The fingertip of my other hand dabbed at her tiny budded clitoris. Serena groaned. Her leg muscles shook. I moved.
I sat on the trestle between her legs, my legs behind her, my face level with her snatch. Tilting my head back I dipped my tongue into the parted folds of her flesh. Her aroma filled my nostrils. My tongue worked all over her, stroking, sliding, dabbing; I slid it into the orifice of her vagina. I sucked her clit. She came. She cried out, her leg muscles quivered, her cunt spasmed. Clear gelatinous mucous flowed out of her over my face. She tasted wonderful.
Afraid she might topple I got up, undid the rope, stepped her down off the trestle, and removed her bonds. She hugged herself to me, still shivering. Serena spoke for the first time since we had begun; she’d never done anything like that before; it blew her away.
Serena stepped in front of the trestle, leaned forward and rested her hands on the timber, her breasts hanging erotically, legs parted, bum thrust out behind her, swollen slit open between her thighs, and looked back over her shoulder at me, a leering smile of invitation over her face. She looked irresistible. I answered her call. My cock slid into the warm welcoming burrow of her cunt, my hands holding her tiny waist pulled her body to me as I plunged my thick shaft into her depths. Our fuck was ferocious, fast with lust and passion. We fucked each other like a****ls, Serena pushing her body back at me on each inward thrust deep into her hot tight cunt. We did not last long. She began to shudder; and spunk coursed up my shaft and shot into her tunnel. We ground against each other as we orgasmed. My arms wrapped around her for mutual support, my legs weak with released stress. We stayed welded body to body for some time as we slowly recovered. Eventually I eased my diminishing cock out of her. Serena stood up, turned and embraced me, and her kisses smothered my mouth. We let each other go. Cum ran down the inside of her legs. Sweat ran off our bodies. We gathered up our clothes and headed to the house for a shower, together.