For My Love

Lying in his arms, she lazily ran her fingers through his chest hairs. Her face was snuggled up against his chest, his erect nipple just inches from her lips. Listening to his jagged breathing become normal, she raises her head a bit and seductively licks it. He arches his back instinctively, his body telling her faster than words could, that he still desires her, despite his recent climax.

Rising up now on her arms, she latches on to his nipple much like a baby would his mother, and she begins to nurse at him as if she was seeking nourishment. He cradles her head to his chest, caresses her hair as he gently kisses her forehead and whispers softly to her. "That's my baby, suck that nipple....God, yes honey. Please, bite me, make me feel you."

As she begins to raise up further, their skin almost refusing to part, still glistening with his cum from earlier. She begins to kiss her way down to his cock; she isn't sated yet and wants more of it. Using his thigh as a pillow for her head, she snuggled up to him and began to now weave her fingers in and out of the curls surrounding his cock. His hand instinctively reached down to play in her hair. Just as she had teased and played with his nipple, she now turned her attention to bringing him erect again. Her goal wasn't to bring him to climax, but to lengthen his pleasure, and hers. She never could decide which she preferred, him deep inside of her, his head between her open thighs, or savoring him as he exploded in her mouth. And right now, she wanted to taste him, to taste herself on him from their recent coupling. Just to make love to the man she loved, a physical expression of what she could not put into words.

He grew within her mouth, slowly and yet so seductively. She shifted to the bottom of the bed between his legs so she could look up at the expression on his face. His eyes were closed, lips slightly parted, his fingers flexing back and forth. Reaching under, she cups his ass with her tiny hands and begins to lift him up and down, slowly fucking her mouth with his cock. Instantaneously he begins to moan and turn his head from side to side, "God woman, that feels so good. Incredible."

Watching his arousal spurs hers to greater heights. She feels her lips begin to dampen again as her tongue finds that first sweet droplet of precum. Rolling her tongue about the head, she is determined to savor every drop he leaks. Her tongue darts over the ridge as his hips begin to rock in rhythm with her movements. Suddenly, she feels the need to have him deep within her, a primal need that only his hard cock can fulfill.

Quickly she straddles his hips, taking his cock in her hand, she teases the two of them by running it through her moist, wet lips and bumping the head up against her hard clit. He grabs at her waist and pulls her to him. As they kiss deeply, he slides in, easing the ache and cause a new one to develop.

Slowly she rides him, sitting back, feeling him reaching deep within her. Awesome, so warm, tight, full, pure pleasure. Taking pleasure for herself now, she closes her eyes and just concentrates on the cock that is deep in her. She feels the head rubbing the walls, causing the juice that is running from her pussy over his sac. Placing a hand on either side of his chest, she leans forward and drags her nipples over his chest. His skin feels electric beneath her, further igniting their passion for each other.

"Baby, God this feels so good. Your skin against mine, your tits rubbing me," he exclaims as he looks into her eyes.

She locks on his eyes, no shyness, no embarrassment, just a man and a woman locked in an intimate embrace. Her man, her love. She leans forward further to whisper into his ear.

"Feel that baby," she asks as she begins to milk his cock with her pussy. "Feel my warm, hot pussy surrounding you. That's it baby, feel me."

Reaching up he grabs her breasts and begins to knead them, gently at first, then harder as his lust mounts.

"Milk me," he commands. " Work that pussy over my cock. Oh God, yes!"

Faster and faster they move together, no longer two lovers, but united as a couple, until he gasps out, "No more." She rolls to his side and he pulls her close to him. She wraps her body around him, holding him close, her leg over his. He feels the heat from her, as moist and hot as a woman can be. Kissing her face and forehead over and over, she lies there contented and loved. Closing her eyes she smiles and wishes for the moment never to end.