HNT - Beautiful Back

Saturday Night

Making Love

My feet ache and I’m exhausted so I go lie on the bed. I lie on my front with my head on my arms. I think about lifting my lower legs and crossing them at the ankle but decide that’s too staged. But, and even at the time this makes me smile, it’s not too staged that at some point between returning from the party and heading to bed I added stockings to my outfit! I listen to you in the kitchen and wonder how long before you get the message, pleased to hear you start to switch everything off.

You walk over to the bed and I wonder if you are playing the game too; if you will just lie next to me and pretend to sleep, if you will get undressed and slip into bed completely ignoring me. But you don’t. You lie fully across my back and kiss my neck. You get me. You always get me.

You move off me slightly, still touching so much of me with your body, and run your hand up my inner thigh. I know you will now tease me and you do. Slowly sweeping your hand up my thigh and across to the other whilst studiously avoiding touching me where I need you. Eventually you move closer and run the back of your hand up, fully, between my legs. I expect to hear your surprise when you find I am wearing no underwear but you make no reaction; am I so obvious? I want to lift my self to you but resist the urge. I need to moan but hold myself back. Worried that at too much reaction you will pull away. You lift my dress further and I quietly ask you to remove it. You help me out of it whilst I still lie on my front on the bed in basque and stockings. Somehow you have become naked and you move on top of me and push my legs apart with your knees and slightly lift my arse to you. But there is no urgency, you move around on top of me touching me with your hands, occasionally pushing your hard cock against my wetness. Teasing but not frustratingly so. Your pace is just right.

Eventually you lift me higher and position yourself against me, slowly, beautifully, entering me. This time I moan. God, you feel amazing inside me. Everything is perfect, your entire body against me, the candles, the music (which I’d not noticed until now). Time has stopped.

Getting Fucked

You rise onto your knees and I move with you and you fuck me from behind. Still gently at first and then with more force, with more passion. At some point we move and you are above me with our legs entwined. I watch your cock as it slides into me and comes out glistening in the candlelight. It is hugely erotic. You untangle me and my legs are on your shoulders as you plough into me. Pinning one of my arms above my head, never taking your eyes off me.

And then you tuck your legs under yourself and in one swift movement we are down the other end of the bed and I am sitting astride you with your cock buried deep inside me. Now I hold your arms above your head and start to fuck you. I place one foot on the floor for leverage and grind myself against you. I need to push myself fully onto you, to arch my back and grind down filling myself with your hard cock. I need to come and know I am about to come. I pull myself upright and push my hands down onto your chest, as I always do when I come. You groan and I feel the start of your orgasm too. I need to stay still as I come and you need to move. It makes it a battle, but one I relish. I love the way you come, how it’s not over in a second, how your body curls inwards and towards the end of your orgasm how you your raise your knees. How you look at me as you are coming. I know there is nothing more connecting than this moment. Pure passion, pure heat, total lust, honesty and absolute love. I laugh. You are one amazing shag.

I worship your cock

The morning light is streaming in but you are still trying to sleep. From the bathroom I wander back to bed, remove the covers from you and lazily move over your body. The way I slide myself across your body you must think we are going to have sex. However, instead of sitting astride you I start to move down your warm body. I take you in my mouth, tasting the metallic tang of me from last night.

I adore your cock and as much as I want you to fuck me I need you in my mouth. I wrap my hand around your shaft and lick the tip of your cock, running my tongue around the ridges. Cupping your balls in my other hand. After a minute I remove my hands and take as much of you into my mouth as possible. Feeling you pushing against the back of my throat, me relaxing into it. This is just a prelude to sex I tell myself. I don’t want to make you come; I want to suck your cock for hours. I look up at you and you are no longer sleepy; the intensity of your gaze turns me on even more.

I smile as I move my mouth up and down on your cock, you slip out of my mouth and I groan. I take you back in my mouth and continue to work my mouth around your cock. I could do this forever, but too soon I feel your cock harden even more and you push your body up towards me. I consider my options and realise I can’t stop; I need this as much as you do. You make low groaning sounds and cup my head in your hands. Not forcing me onto you, just making sure I don’t move away. And then, as you come and your hot seed fills my mouth, I have to rest my hands on your hips to stop you moving away as your body jerks. I lift my head and look at you as I swallow. God, I worship your cock.

Photo credit: Ninha Morandini

Can't Get Enough

I am always absolutely desperate for you. I need you again as soon as we’ve finished. I’m not sure I could ever get enough. I want your cock in my mouth even whilst you are fucking me. I want you to cover every inch of me with your body. To lick, touch, everywhere. And then I want to look into your eyes as I make you come.

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