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The first thing his fingers touched when he reached out to her was her
T-shirt. Grasping it at her sides, it was pulled tight against her belly and
breasts for a moment, revealing her contours, and his eyes fell to the dip
where her navel was. His hands were then at her trousers, fiddling with the
zip, pulling it down, frowning with concentration while she smiled and
pulled her T-shirt over her head, revealing full naked breasts. Her trousers
fell to the floor and he already had a nipple in his mouth, flicking it with
his tongue, while he tugged down her last garment of clothing, leaving her
only to step out of the pile at her ankles.

Sat in the big low chair, the man started on his shorts, disjointed by his
stiff cock, to free himself and toss that only clothing to the floor with
the others. Hands on her hips, he pulled her towards him until she was
standing between his open thighs. His face pressed into her breasts while
her hands caressed his head; his moved down over her body, feeling her back
and bum then around over her belly, down to the patch of her hair at the top
of her legs. His finger briefly dipped between her legs before moving down
her thighs and to the back of her knees. When he looked up, her eyes were
closed and he gently pushed her away to close his legs and then drew her
near to him again until her legs were straddling his thighs, causing her to
sit as she held onto his shoulders. His cock waved stiffly between them as
his hands moved to her breasts again, lifting and pushing them together.
When their eyes met, they both leaned forward to kiss, lips touching softly
and gently at first, and then more urgently, while their arms moved around
each other, holding each other tightly.

They were breathing heavily when he finally looked down to watch his hand
move to between her legs so that he could rub her there, feel the warm
wetness, while she grasped his cock and aimed it towards his hand. Pushing
his cock down while he separated her lips with his fingers, she pushed the
tip of him into her. They shifted a bit, holding onto one another, and then
he started to work his way further into her while she slowly moved back and
forth on his thighs, feeling his hardness filling her.

For a long while after he had eased into her as much as he could, they just
sat there, moving slightly against each other, eyes closed, feeling the
warmth and feeling the hardness. Once in a while she would clench her
muscles around him, trying to ripple from the head to the base, squeezing
him. His hands were either holding her bum, kneading the flesh while
supporting her as she rocked or they were on her back or holding her
breasts.

They grew hot and they both started to perspire although they were moving
only a little. It wasn't clear who increased the pace first, but she was
holding his shoulders tightly as she rocked back and forth with longer
faster strokes while he held her, lifting her up as she slid off his cock,
leaving his head grasped just inside her, and then back down so that he was
pushed hard within her. A hand moved back to between her legs and his
fingers stroked her as he sought out her clitoris. His fingers were awash
from her soft liquid in the short time it took to find the stiff hooded nub.
Dragging a fingertip up from between her legs towards him, she inhaled
quickly, opening her eyes to watch his face while he started to circle her
clit with his finger.

They moved more quickly together. The warmth which had spread from the base
of his cock to his belly had transformed into an urgent need to come into
her. Shifting his hand slightly, he exposed her stiff clitoris and started
to tap on it quickly with a fingertip. The reaction was immediate. Grasping
him tighter, she clenched his thighs and closed her eyes; her face was in a
kind of grimace as she coped with the overwhelming focus of feeling between
her legs. They could hear her thighs slapping back onto his as they started
to move even faster, he working hard not to lose his place with his fingers
on her. Pushing down on his hand and gasping suddenly, she started to come.
As his cock was surrounded with spasms, he thrust hard into her, holding her
behind her back with one hand as he groaned.

Stimulating her clitoris relentlessly, she continued to come, her body
rigid, her cunt clenching his fingers, while she fucked him. His hips were
thrusting quickly when he felt that approaching urgency of release.
Continuing his ministrations to her clit, he clenched his teeth and thrust
hard several more times into her tight wet cunt until he started to spurt
into her. His fingers released her clit from their determined assault while
he continued to drive into her, and instead started to rub her gently,
feeling her collapse onto him, breathless and sweaty as his last thrust shot
his remainder into her.

They sat there awhile, panting together, her head heavy on his shoulder,
both exhausted. After a few minutes, feeling cold, he gently eased her off
and they climbed onto the bed, under the covers to hold each other and kiss
slowly.