Lace, Curves, and Lost Control (L)

The rain hammered against the windows of the cabin, mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. Blondie, a vision in sheer black lace, leaned against the plush velvet armchair, a mischievous glint in her emerald eyes. The dim light cast long shadows across her curves, highlighting the subtle swell of her breasts and the delicate curve of her hips. She’d insisted on this outfit, claiming it would “really show off” her assets, and judging by the way she was currently positioned, she wasn’t wrong. The lack of a bra only amplified the effect, leaving her dark aureoles a stark contrast against the black fabric. Her confidence was intoxicating, a potent aphrodisiac in itself.

“You look gorgeous,” I murmured, my voice husky with desire. It wasn’t just a polite compliment; it was a statement of pure, unadulterated lust. My hand instinctively reached out, tracing the line of her spine as I slowly slid my fingers up her back and across her ass. She shivered, a low moan escaping her lips as my touch ignited a fire beneath her skin. The scent of her perfume, a heady blend of vanilla and spice, filled the air, further fueling my arousal.

“I’ve never worn this top before without a bra,” she said softly, her voice a silken whisper. “Does it look okay?” The vulnerability in her tone only intensified my desire, making me want to lose myself completely in her world. “Yes,” I managed to choke out, my gaze unable to break from the captivating beauty before me. As she leaned in, her lips brushing against mine, I felt a jolt of electricity surge through my body. Instinctively, my hands reached around her, slowly sliding up her back and across her ass. She moaned softly as our tongues began dancing with each other, a primal exchange that bypassed reason and logic.

“Oh my,” she breathed when our lips parted, her eyes wide with pleasure. “You are an amazing kisser!” The praise, delivered with such genuine enthusiasm, sent a shiver down my spine. “Thank you,” I replied, my heart pounding against my ribs. “You’re pretty good yourself.” Her giggles, light and playful, were music to my ears as she wiggled her hips, brushing her pussy against my shaft. The sensation was exquisite, a tantalizing tease that left me desperate for more. This time, her kiss was hard, firm, and intense, a clear signal of her own desires. She held me tightly, grounding her pussy against my bulge, forcing me to fight for every inch of pleasure. I could feel her hard nipples poking me in the chest as she pressed herself against me, her body radiating heat and raw sensuality.

A couple of minutes passed in a blur of intense sensation, before she broke off the kiss and leaned back, her chest rising and falling with each breath. She began pulling my shirt up over my head, tossing it backwards over her head and then leaning in to start kissing my bare chest. The cool air on my skin was a welcome relief after the heat of our earlier encounter, but it couldn’t quell the burning desire that consumed me. As she slowly slid down, kneeling on the floor between my legs, my eyes locked on hers, a silent acknowledgment of the pleasure we were sharing. I noticed a wet spot on my sweats on the top of my bulge, confirming what I’d suspected – that spot was definitely not from me. Watching her, I felt a surge of admiration for her confidence and her ability to fully embrace her sensuality.

Her fingers hooked into the waistband of my pants, and I lifted my hips as she began sliding my sweats and boxers down, revealing the full extent of my arousal. “Oh!” she gasped as my hard cock sprang up, eager to please. “You’re huge!” she said softly, her voice filled with both awe and excitement. Despite my insecurities, I couldn’t deny the truth in her words. Looking down at her, I knew I wasn’t really *that* big, but I wasn’t about to argue with this beautiful woman reaching for my hard cock. “Oh!” I gasped a couple of minutes later, feeling her fingers gently caress my shaft. She took me deep into her mouth, wrapping her fingers around the last couple of inches, and began stroking me as her head began slowly bobbing up and down.

After a couple of minutes, she broke off the kiss and leaned back, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She placed both of her hands on the tops of my thighs, locking eyes with me before opening her mouth wide and dropping her head, taking me as deep as she could. Her saliva coated my shaft as she gagged, trying to take me as deep as she could, and then finally wrapping her lips tightly around my cock. “Oh,” I moaned as I felt her tongue work my shaft while her lips slowly massaged it. She slowly slid her lips up and down my rod, her breath ragged and hot against my skin. Her hands squeezed my thighs as she continued sucking my cock, keeping her eyes locked on mine. She slowly slid her lips back, and I felt the cool air on my wet shaft as she sat back on her heels. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice filled with concern. “Don’t you like it? I know I haven’t had much practice.” “No, it wasn’t you,” I replied, my voice husky with pleasure. “It’s just… overwhelming,” she admitted, a blush creeping up her neck. “Good,” I said, a hint of challenge in my tone.

She stood up for a kiss, and as our lips parted, I told her to wrap her arms around my neck and hold on tight as I stood up. Her legs quickly, and tightly, wrapped around my waist, and I started walking toward the bedroom. As soon as I felt my knees bump up against the edge of the mattress, I slowly lowered her down and laid next to her. Our tongues wrestled and danced together as I slid my hand across her body, softly passing over her hard nipples. As my hand reached her belly, I began kissing my way down the soft skin of her neck, and then across the lacy fabric that still covered her upper body. “Oh yesss!” she gasped when my lips reached her hard nipples. I started sliding her top up her body and pulled my head back just long enough to pull the soft lace over her breasts and bunch it up below her neck. “Oh!” she hissed as I kissed her stomach, briefly flicking my tongue into her bellybutton and slowly working my way back up to her chest. Her nipples were standing up tall by the time I slowly dragged my tongue across one of them. She moaned and pulled my head into her firm tits. “Oh my! My nipples are so sensitive!” I moaned in response, and began flicking my tongue across one nipple while my fingers were gently pinching and rolling the other. Her breathing was getting shorter and heavier as I switched nipples, and I slowly slid my hand across the front of her skirt, pressing my fingers against her mound. “Oooohhhhh!” she gasped as I pressed against the top of her pussy and gently bit down on her nipple. I felt her raise her hips, increasing the pressure against my hand, and she pulled my head down harder against her tit. “Oh!” she breathed, moving her hips up and down. I reached the waistband of her skirt, and I flipped it up, exposing her bare, trimmed pussy. “Young lady,” I said, my voice laced with amusement, “you seem to have forgotten something!” She smiled at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I looked down, and saw her pussy lips spread wide and glistening with her juices. I leaned in and softly blew across her clit, causing her to gasp. I then slowly slid my tongue up her wet slit, from her pussy up to just below her hard clit. She gasped loudly, “That feels sooo good!” I continued playing with her clit and pussy, and I soon felt her pussy start to clamp down on my fingers. “Oh yes! I’m cumming! Oh, I’m coming again!” Lisa’s hands slammed into the mattress, and she grabbed a handful of the sheets, pulling up on them as her orgasm swept over her body. Her pussy was almost gushing her juices, and when I looked up at her, her nipples were standing up, and she had a big red splotch between her tits. I slowed down my licking, and eventually her body collapsed onto the bed. I pulled away for a second, and then leaned in and gave her clit one last, slow lick as I slid my fingers out of her still spasming pussy. “Oh wow! That was amazing!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with both pleasure and relief. I told her that I thought she was amazing, and as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer, we shared a passionate kiss. As our lips parted, I told her to wrap her arms around my neck and hold on tight as I stood up. Her legs quickly, and tightly, wrapped around my waist, and I started walking toward the bedroom. As soon as I felt my knees bump up against the edge of the mattress, I slowly lowered her down and lay next to her. Our tongues wrestled and danced together as I slid my hand across her body, softly passing over her hard nipples. As my hand reached her belly, I began kissing my way down the soft skin of her neck, and then across the lacy fabric that still covered her upper body. “Oh yesss!” she gasped when my lips reached her hard nipples. I started sliding her top up her body and pulled my head back just long enough to pull the soft lace over her breasts and bunch it up below her neck. “Oh!” she hissed as I kissed her stomach, briefly flicking my tongue into her bellybutton and slowly working my way back up to her chest. Her nipples were standing up tall by the time I slowly dragged my tongue across one of them. She moaned and pulled my head into her firm tits. “Oh my! My nipples are so sensitive!” I moaned in response, and began flicking my tongue across one nipple while my fingers were gently pinching and rolling the other. Her breathing was getting shorter and heavier as I switched nipples, and I slowly slid my hand across the front of her skirt, pressing my fingers against her mound. “Oooohhhhh!” she gasped as I pressed against the top of her pussy and gently bit down on her nipple. I felt her raise her hips, increasing the pressure against my hand, and she pulled my head down harder against her tit. “Oh!” she breathed, moving her hips up and down. I reached the waistband of her skirt, and I flipped it up, exposing her bare, trimmed pussy. “Young lady,” I said, my voice laced with amusement, “you seem to have forgotten something!” She smiled at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I looked down, and saw her pussy lips spread wide and glistening with her juices. I leaned in and softly blew across her clit, causing her to gasp. I then slowly slid my tongue up her wet slit, from her pussy up to just below her hard clit. She gasped loudly, “That feels sooo good!” I continued playing with her clit and pussy, and I soon felt her pussy start to clamp down on my fingers. “Oh yes! I’m cumming! Oh, I’m coming again!” Lisa’s hands slammed into the mattress, and she grabbed a handful of the sheets, pulling up on them as her orgasm swept over her body. Her pussy was almost gushing her juices, and when I looked up at her, her nipples were standing up, and she had a big red splotch between her tits. I slowed down my licking, and eventually her body collapsed onto the bed. I pulled away for a second, and then leaned in and gave her clit one last, slow lick as I slid my fingers out of her still spasming pussy.

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