2005-05-08 - 9:27 p.m.
they're home from dinner, and the long drive after. the whole way he's been wanting to touch her, wanting to have her pull down her pants so he can touch her thighs and finger her pussy, but he had to drive and she wasn't feeling well. and her pussy hurts. it's sore, and he's thinking they won't be able to have sex, and he's trying not to feel frustrated cause he's really turned on just seeing her tonight and he wants to be all over her right now.
they walk in and he puts down his bag. she sets her purse on the counter and he drops the car keys next to them. they're standing just inside the kitchen and a surge of lust, stronger than what he was already feeling, comes over him. he grabs her wrist, spins her around, and pulls her into him. they're kissing wildly, tongues deep in each others' mouth, hands in hair, on back, on ass, sides neck face. he has his hands under her shirt and he's undoing her bra--he wants her shirt off now. then it's off and he touches her belly, her breasts, her chest, her arms back and repeats. they're kissing wildly still, breathing each others' air, panting and moaning. he squeezes her breasts and then her hands are under his shirt, rubbing his belly. he's shaking with lust and pleasure, moans rising from deep within him.
then he's kissing her cheek, her neck, biting her ear, licking her jaw. down her neck again, kissing licking nibbling each breast, tongue lips teeth to belly, kissing, licking circles, squeezing her breasts in his hands, pinching her nipples. he grabs her hips and kisses her belly wildly. her hands pull his hair, move his head around. he pulls down her pants and licks kisses bites her thighs. pants shoes socks off. he glances up and she's panting, breathing too heavily to smile, but he knows she enjoys it. he kisses back up to her mouth and they're wild again.
quickly she has his shirt off and he pulls back briefly to see her sexy body, clad only in pink cotton panties. he can't hold in the moan of pleasure at seeing her, then he's rubbing her belly again, kissing her chin cheek neck eyes forehead lips lips lips.
he undoes his pants. shoes socks pants off. she rubs the bulge in the front of his boxers, then up his belly, chest, neck, pulls at his hair as he kisses down her body again. he pulls down the edge of her panties to kiss the triangle of hair above the wet spot. he snakes his tongue down to her clit but she pulls him away.
'i can't tonight' she murmurs.
kisses back up, nibble breast until she gasps, grab ass and lick neck, lips, kiss. they're both panting and touching, hands all over. she pushes down the boxers so they drop and grabs his cock, strokes it, pumps her hand up and down. they've been pressing each other back and forth against the door frame, but now he leans her back, leg between hers, thigh rubbing against her pussy through her panties, her hand stroking his cock. she's good at it, with the right pressure and speed. they kiss and touch, and he pulls from her grasp to kiss down to her belly again. she pulls his head around by his hair and he moans. she loves his lips tongue mouth on her belly. she loves his fingers on her thighs, hips, breasts. she loves her hands in his hair. she pulls up slightly and he obeys, kissing back to her neck chin mouth. smothering her mouth with his, tongue deep into her. he can feel the back of her mouth with the tip of his tongue, and his lips pressed hard to hers, both stretched as far as they can. he can feel her hand on his cock, stroking him, pulling at him, teasing the cum out of him. he can feel his thigh on her panties, her trembling at the pleasure, his won body shaking from the whole experience.
they do this for a while, kissing touching licking, hands all over each other. she gasps any time he squeezes her or sucks her skin or licks her neck. he moans while she pumps his cock. he moans when she pulls his hair. he moans when she tells him she loves him as he nibbles on her ear.
he hasn't come--he knows she can make him but it's going to take a while and he's getting impatient--so he pulls her hand off and replaces it with his own. he strokes his cock while still rubbing his thigh on her pussy. she pushes him back just a little, kisses his chest, rubs his belly, then leans back and watches him stroke himself, watches the look on his face, watches his body twitch and shake. she smiles, she gasps, her lips move involuntarily, following his pleasure. she knows he's going to come soon.
'i want to come on your belly,' he moans. 'yes' she breathes.
he squeezes her breast with his free hand, then grabs her hip leans a little closer, and watches his come pump out onto her belly. she's leaning back to catch it all. he offers her his hand and she licks the cum off it. then he's on his knees, licking his cum off her belly. this excites her too, and she's panting just to see it. he smears a glob across his upper lip, so when he stands to kiss her again she licks it off. the kiss madly for a while, sweaty bellies pressed together. she grabs his ass and squeezes him into her.
when she releases him he steps back and says he needs a shower.
'so do i'. he looks towards the bathroom but looks back when he feels her mouth on his ccck. he's twitching with delight, moaning. he's too swept up in how good it feels to think, to pull her hair, to do anything but shake and throb in her mouth. each time she sucks it's like he comes again, and he can't help the noices he makes. moans, squeals, groans, gasps. if he could stay hard he'd grab her head and fuck her mouth until he came down her throat, but he's spent for now.
then it's too much for him and he pulls her off. they kiss some more, touching bodies, fingers playing together, sweat and cum and saliva mixed together. they can't kiss enough, can't get enough of each other. they want to touch all over, they want to moan and pant and kiss and lick and fuck and fuck and fuck all the time. they want to consume each other entirely. they want to live in their shared orgasm, their passionate boundless love.
but they have to take a shower.
