Secret Desires, Silent Longing

Sweetheart, I want to describe to you what has been in my thoughts lately. When we’ve taken you out for our romantic dinner, our evening was filled with long stares into each other’s eyes. As our evening concludes as we bring ourselves to the front door of our home, I lead you to our bedroom. I close the door, and turn to lean you against it. The soft silk of your skirt still clings to your legs, a tantalizing reminder of the evening’s anticipation. I run my fingers along the delicate fabric, a silent invitation to explore the secrets hidden beneath. You notice my gaze, a flicker of curiosity in your eyes, but you allow me to continue, understanding the unspoken desires that burn between us.

The bedroom is dimly lit, casting long shadows across the plush king-sized bed. The air hangs heavy with the scent of lavender and something far more primal, a hint of arousal that only we share. I gently push you further against the door, my hand resting lightly on your hip, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath my fingertips. You slowly relax, leaning into my touch, surrendering to the intoxicating pull of my gaze. My own heart pounds against my ribs, mirroring the growing heat between us.

Knowing what little you wear under the sexy skirt that had been teasing me all evening – the one I so resisted sliding my hand inside to caress your soft thighs – I would no longer resist but would instead, kiss your mouth softly, then kneel before you. You wonder just for a moment what I am up to, then, realizing, you permit me to take over. The velvet of the door feels cool against my knee as I lower myself, my eyes locked on yours, a silent promise of pleasure to come.

Your cooperation is soon rewarded as you feel my tongue parting your vulva – gently flicking – feeling it harden as I softly and gently stroked it up and down, back and forth. My lips kissed it, taking it tenderly between them, and tugging so gently until I could no longer resist. I spread my lips wide as if to completely gobble you up. My mouth sucks you gently as my tongue extends deep to explore inside you, tasting you, my hands moving up and down your legs which I feel are beginning to weaken and wobble. The scent of your arousal fills my nostrils, intoxicating me further.

I lay you down on the bed and you part your legs for me, placing them on my shoulders to grant me complete access to your most private and intimate treasure. Moving my entire mouth up and down, as if stroking your entire love spot, I make love to you, savoring that for which I have waited so long to partake. The rhythm of my breathing matches the rising heat in your body. I feel your heat, taste your sweetness, and caress you with my fingers, my tongue, my mouth – I feel your soft lips and your body ever so insistently pressing back against me as if begging for attention. I welcome its insistence with more affection. My arms wrap over your thighs, holding you tight against me, you love the feel of control I have taken over your lower body, and your hands move to pinch your now hard nipples as you begin moaning louder and louder at us finally sharing ourselves.

You call out my name, encouraging me to continue. I moan back, and the vibrations rumble through your weakened legs. You surrender yourself to me, realizing your helplessness at the situation and, at the same time, your sheer enjoyment at finally being together. The room seems to spin with our combined desire.

Moving my tongue up from inside your love canal, tasting you so completely, in one long stroke, I leave the sweetest area of your body and move up between your lips and against your sensitive area sending electric shivers all through your body and making you cry out louder and longer than before. I moan with you, and without words passing between us, you understand my intent – knowing I want you to allow me to taste you love cream. Oh, please my love, please have an orgasm for me!

Mmmmm…my fingers move around your legs, my nails dragging with just the slightest pressure along your skin in sharp contrast to the passion you are feeling from my mouth. A finger moves smoothly inside you, with smooth timed motions as a second finger wiggles its way into your tightness. Together they move in and out of you, my thoughts fill with how incredible my manhood would feel performing the same motion – but first, my baby needs to come to competition. I lap faster, alternating kissing it, tugging it, nibbling it just a bit to get you close to the edge, and back again, and to the edge as you feel my fingers moving into you ever more insistently, and back again. You can wait no longer, as you feel your love spot being sucked between my lips with my tongue flicking it from the inside, you begin to unleash the building orgasm – it rocks your body up and down, and I hold on to you tightly, never releasing my grip on your love spot by either my fingers or my mouth. And then, it begins to overtake you. You call out. You scream in ecstasy as the love cream builds until you release yourself to it, and are almost frightened by the height it is reaching.

The bed dips and sways beneath our shared pleasure, the rhythm intensifying with each passing moment. You writhe in delight, your muscles clenching and releasing in waves of pure sensation. The air crackles with anticipation as we push each other closer, seeking the ultimate release.

Finally, with my lover ever so delicately backing off just at the precise moment – your body responds almost violently to the pleasure of an orgasm and love cream to follow! You almost involuntarily tighten your muscles around my fingers, holding them inside as you crash down. My mouth continues riding with you as we share it together. You back up making love to my face as I moan against you – but you cannot hear it as your own cries are already filling the room. I ride your orgasm with you. I feel the intensity. I feel the power of it as it washes over your body. You thrash side to side as if unable to contain the force of the release – until slowly, finally, it subsides, leaving you exhausted. You wrap your arms around me. Our kiss softens, and together we catch our breath, knowing our warm-up has concluded and we drift off to sleep. Good night, sweetheart.

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