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A tall, slender, leggy brunette slowly walked over to him. She was wearing a
black skirt, cream silk blouse and high heels. She wore no jewelry, just a
trailing piece of black ribbon on her left wrist. It was tied lightly, the
ends trailing down about six inches from the loose knot.

She stopped in front of him and quietly asked him to stand up. He was about
five foot eleven, solid and wiry, with well defined muscles rather than
muscle-bound and had dirty-blonde hair that curled slightly at the back of
his neck. He was wearing jogging shorts and a jean shirt.

She just stood there looking at him for a second or two, and when it was
obvious he was not going to say anything, she said "So?".

He put his arm around her waist and pulled her tight against his belly. She
smiled and put her arms up around his neck. Then she reached up a little and
kissed him, taking her time.

She certainly was not in any hurry to get past the kiss, and he started to
relax mentally. God, she could kiss. A soft pressure of her lips, which were
just slightly parted. She moved her head slowly, changing the pressure just
slightly, from almost nothing to definitely there, but not tooth-to-tooth.

He felt himself starting to stiffen and he knew she could feel it through
her skirt. He could feel her smiling while she kissed him.

He moved one of his hands from her waist down over her derriere, then the
other hand, holding her so that the tops of her thighs touched his
fingertips, and lifted her slightly. She obliged him by lifting up on her
toes, pressing her hips against him as she did. He gently broke off the kiss
and reached for the zipper on her right hip, then pulled it down slowly
while she lightly bit his throat. When the zip was undone, he put his hands
inside the waistband, catching the top of the skirt with his thumbs and slid
his hands down over her hips, feeling warm skin and silk slide under his
hands. The skirt fell to the floor with a whisper. She put one hand inside
the waist of his jogging shorts and ran her fingers over his buttocks while
he unbuttoned her blouse. Her nipples were solid and pressing against the
fabric, the candles casting shadows on the material. He pulled the blouse
back over her shoulders, watching as the soft light turned the skin on her
breasts and arms to silk.

She pulled her hand out of his waistband and slowly put her arms behind her
back as he pulled the blouse over her shoulders and let it slide down her
arms, to join the skirt puddled around her feet. As he watched, her nipples
crinkled slightly more from the sudden exposure to the air in the room, and
from being admired.

Then it was her turn, and she unbuttoned his shirt, taking her time,
enjoying watching him look at the soft movements of her breasts as she
deliberately undid each button.

She pulled the rest of the shirt out, undid the last two buttons then peeled
the shirt off his shoulders and over his arms, brushing her breasts against
his chest, enjoying the feeling of chest hair tickling against her nipples
as she did it. Without missing a beat, as his shirt hit the floor, she put
her hands inside the waistband of his shorts, palms towards him and slid her
hands down, pulling the front of the shorts down as her palms slid down onto
his thighs. The shorts caught at the back, so she slid her hands around his
waist and caught the waistband with her thumbs and slid her hands down over
his bare ass, enjoying the feeling of firm curves under her hands.

She took her time sliding the back of the shorts down to his thighs, then
pulling her hands out and slowly dragging the front of the shorts down over
his erection, looking at his face as she did so. She moved up to him and
spread her legs as the waistband came to the head of his penis, then slid
the shorts clear. He popped up and slapped against the crotch of her panties
and stayed there firmly. He wiggled slightly and the shorts slid to the
floor.

She pressed her hips against him and put her legs together, trapping him in
the small gap at the top of her thighs. She rolled her hips slowly, still
looking at his face, noticing the irises of his blue-green eyes get even
bigger as his breathing rhythm started to speed up. In her heels, he was
only slightly taller than she was, so as she made gentle motions with her
hips, his penis pressed against her through the silk of the panties, and she
decided she was about to get quite wet.

She pulled herself away along the length of him then moved herself back
slowly and deliberately to his pelvis, pressing solidly against him. She
kept the motion up for about a minute, taking her time, feeling him grow
harder and harder against the insides of her thighs.

She moved herself up against him solidly on the last stroke, then started a
slight up-and-down motion against his cock that spread her lips slightly
through the panties and put pressure on her clit each time she moved her
hips downward.

She continued the motion for a while, moving deliberately, in no hurry,
while she got wetter and wetter, and her breasts swelled slightly. He leaned
forward to kiss her, but she put a finger to his lips to stop him; she
wanted to see his face as he got more and more turned on by the feeling of
silk and skin moving on his cock.

He said "My turn", and started peeling the panties down over her hips. She
didn't stop moving her hips until the panties were down over her backside
and hung up on the obvious obstruction in front. She moved one leg out
slightly, releasing him and moved back a step, while he pulled the panties
down over her thighs and calves. Then she stepped out of them. Since he was
down there anyway, she slid her hand into the hair on the back of head and
turned his head into her, then pressed her lips into his hair, feeling the
roughness of his hair against her thighs and lips while she dampened his
hair for him. Now all she was wearing was the black ribbon at her wrist and
her high heels. She stepped back from him, then stepped out of her heels. He
stood up and looked at her, blatantly admiring her, then stepped to her and
kissed her solidly, while his erection pressed against her stomach. She felt
herself being lifted by her waist and he whirled her in a half circle, then
they tumbled onto the bed, side by side.

She leaned back with her head supported by her arm and watched as he leaned
forward and kissed her just under the collarbone, working his way down her
breast slowly to the nipple. He put his lips to it, and sucked gently, while
he brushed his tongue back and forth. Her nipples were already sensitive,
and this was just making her more aware of them, a feeling that was almost
an erotic itch. After a few moments, he stopped and went to the other side
of her neck and gently but firmly bit her collarbone and held her in his
mouth for a few seconds. She squirmed inside from the middle of her chest
down to the tops of her thighs, feeling small electric pleasures running
through her nervous system. He kissed the spot where he had held her in his
teeth, then ran his tongue slowly down her breast, stopping to nip ever so
lightly every once in a while. When he got to her hardened nipple, he opened
his mouth and took it gently in his teeth, then slowly put more and more
pressure on until she said "That's the max". She liked it, but she called
it. He stopped and looked up at her while she smiled at him. He loved that
pirate smile. It was one of those smiles that was always just this side of a
dirty grin.

She rolled to her back off her arm and slid her hand under his waist. He
bent over her and ran the tip of his tongue down between her breasts to the
bottom of her rib cage, stopped, then rolled off his right side onto her and
kissed her long and slow, while his cock pressed onto her stomach gently. He
kept his hips up slightly, so she wouldn't feel like she was being stabbed
by him. She showed her appreciation by biting his lower lip as they
separated and he rolled off onto his side again. He returned to where he had
left off and kissed his way down to her navel. She had been thinking about
this evening all day and she thought to herself "If he stops and kisses me
again, I'm gonna bite the hell out his lip this time!". He continued to play
with her navel for a bit, while she enjoyed the sensation of the
mini-invasion of his tongue.

Just as she started to get impatient he put his hand on her right knee and
pushed slightly. She moved her leg wide for him and then moved her left leg
up against his hip. He rolled over her leg, his face inches from her pussy.
Then he slid down, away from her and started to kiss and nibble and lick his
way up to the top of her thigh. As he got to the crease at the top of her
thigh, he switched to her other leg, and started all over again. By now, she
was feeling warm all over and she felt herself rolling her hips from side to
side as he gave her a tongue bath up the inside of her leg, nipping,
stopping to savor the silkiness of the inside of her thigh.

She was about to say urge him on, when he dragged his tongue up one side of
her pussy, across the top, pausing to press down on her soft mound with his
chin, then continuing down the other side of her, coming to a stop at the
bottom of her vaginal opening. She was completely hairless. She had shaved
earlier this evening in anticipation. The feeling wouldn't have been the
same, and she loved the warmth and the wetness of his tongue on her. He
moved his mouth up to her lips and breathed out on her skin for as long as
he could. His warm breath seemed to flow into her through her skin, into her
nervous system.

She bent her knees slightly, and moved her legs farther apart, willing his
tongue to touch her. He accepted the invitation, and pressed his tongue
against the bottom of the slit formed by her lips. She tilted her head back
slightly and smiled while he pressed his tongue into her about half an inch
and then slid it slowly up, separating her and setting off a warm
electricity between her legs. As he got to the top, he withdrew his tongue,
then drew it down over her hood, pressing strongly against it while he moved
it from side to side. She felt her clit growing and lengthening as he did
the same thing several more times, each time reaching into her a little
further with his tongue.

He stopped, kissing her hood, then put his tongue between her inner and
outer lips and ran his tongue up their length, soaking them completely. He
repeated the movement on the other side, while she made very satisfied
noises in the back of her throat and noticed *her* breathing was starting to
get rapid indeed. For a few minutes, he ran his tongue up and down her,
first up and down inside one inner lip, then between her inner and outer
while he held them together with his lips, then up and down the outside of
her outer lip, doing this to one side, then the other in turn. She was
arching her back slightly, and she moved her hands to her breasts and
nipples, gently squeezing, then lightly scratching them to unendurable
hardness. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted.

He pressed his tongue directly into her as far as he could, pushing outwards
against the slick walls and rolled his tongue around in her, then he
abruptly pulled out and slid it under her clit.

She breathed in sharply, while feelings radiated from her pussy up her
stomach and down into her thighs. He pressed his tongue against the back of
her clit, then slowly stroked down the length of her with a soft tongue,
first one side, then the other. Every six or seven strokes, he would slide
his tongue over the top of her little member, bathing the top and gently
flicking the tip with his tongue afterward. He opened her lips, gently moved
back the hood over her clit and took her in between his lips, sucking gently
while he bathed the end of her clit with his now-harder tongue. The sucking
was really getting to her, but the tongue massaging her at the same time was
almost more than she could take.

She was stretching her long legs out rigid and trembling from time to time,
then pulling them up slowly, then spreading them as far as she could, then
hooking them over his back, running the outsides of her feet and ankles down
the insides of his legs in a slow erotic dance while her hips moved slowly
against and away from him. Her head moved from side to side, and her face
and throat were flushed.

She reached down to his head and pulled him up the length of her body. As he
got to her lips, he kissed her, then knelt with his knees outside her
shoulders, bracing himself on his hands. She took his cock in her mouth,
wetting it thoroughly, then leaned back. He followed her while her tongue
explored the slit. She swirled her tongue as far down his length as she
could reach, then moved back to the head and sucked *hard*, and held him
that way, moving her stiffened tonguetip on the underside, taking delight in
the small sounds of pleasure she was drawing from him.

She undid the black ribbon on her left wrist, then tenderly placed the
middle of it at the back of his balls and pulled both sides of it up and
around his erection, crossing the ribbon over itself and pulling it snug.
His cock jumped by itself in her mouth in an involuntary response. She
sucked slowly and played with him with her tongue while she made sure no
hair was caught in the knot. Then she pulled hard. His cock started to
stiffen and grew both longer and fatter in her mouth. She could feel the
veins in him now with her tongue. The head of his cock became tight until
she felt like she had a plum in her mouth. She finished the knot, making it
right on top of his cock at the base of his stomach.

She caressed his balls once or twice, then he moved away from her and back
down the length of her to resume what she had interrupted. He had to arch
his back to make room for his cock under him, since it was too rigid to lay
on directly.

This time, he made the end of his tongue hard and pointed. He pulled back
her hood and lips as much as he could without hurting her, and proceeded to
flick the end of her clit as rapidly as he could with his rigid tongue. She
started to roll her hips again, then rapidly that changed to bucking up
against his face. One moment her legs were rigid and spread as wide as
possible, then she would slam her thighs and calves against his shoulders
and uncurl her legs, sliding her feet down over his lower back to his thighs
while she lifted herself against his tongue. Her hands clutched fistfuls of
the sheets, then spastically released them while she touched the bed with
just her shoulders and heels, her back arched, then collapsed onto the bed,
again and again. She pulled her knees up high against his arms, pulling her
feet as high up as she could along his sides, then slid her feet slowly and
sensually down the length of his sides while she bit the inside of her lower
lip. Now she was only aware of the flicking of his tongue.

He kept up the motion that was driving her further and further along while
she started to make incoherent sounds. She was vaguely aware of the sound of
herself breathing in ragged gasps and the feeling that her breasts were
getting bigger and tighter and her nipples, impossibly, even more rigid as
her chest and neck flushed pink. She was practically drowning him, she was
so wet and she could feel her wetness trickling down over her ass. Just as
she thought she was about to lose consciousness, she started to come.
Searing waves of motion and heat flashed throughout her body, most coming
from her pussy, some coming from her breasts.

Vaguely, through the repeated blasts of orgasm, she was aware that his
tongue was no longer there, only to realize a fraction of a second later
that that plum she had held in her mouth minutes before was pressing hard
against her. She was incapable of relaxing to let him in, so he just pushed
against her with a constant pressure. Slowly, the bucking and twisting of
her body drove her on to him and as he passed into the first of her spasming
muscles, she groaned and clasped her calves around his butt, driving a heel
into the cock muscle between his legs and pulled him against her with both
legs. She had already started a second orgasm when he first entered her and
as she took more and more of him into her it got stronger. Now she was close
to incoherent again and all she was aware of was the spasming hold she had
on him as he moved deeper and deeper into her. He did not pull back and
thrust again, he just kept up that steady pressure while she worked her way
onto him, feeling herself spreading and lengthening to accommodate him. She
was starting another orgasm, and her breath was coming in deep and ragged
gasps. As she twisted and clutched him against her, willing him deeper into
herself, she realized he was almost totally inside her. With two solid
motions of her hips, she slammed her clit up against the knot she had so
carefully placed before. She ground herself against the knot while waves of
pleasure obliterated any semblance of thought and his cock filled her to a
beautiful tautness, radiating sensation throughout her body. She was making
small uncontrolled noises while her legs held him in a vice so tight they
trembled. Her nails slowly raked his back, angling from his spine to his
ribs, drawing spots of blood. She started another round of spasms while he
just stayed still in her, pressing fiercely into her, letting her body do to
him what it wanted.

Finally, she shuddered once, long, violently, and stopped, then started
stroking his cock with her pussy softly and slowly, almost absent mindedly,
coming down off the ceiling one stroke at a time. He was still huge in her,
because of the ribbon, but she just didn't have anything left, so the
sensation was calming, rather than stimulating.

He grinned down at her sweaty face, wiped it softly with a corner of the
sheet, then kissed her gently while she came back into her body and opened
her eyes.

He pulled away from her slowly, then held her wet curves against him while
he pulled the knot undone and tossed the ribbon onto the bed behind her. He
pulled a blanket over them both and she said "Your turn in a while" and
french-kissed him. Her breathing was almost normal, but it shuddered out of
her once in a while as her body remembered. They lay with their legs through
each other's, and she pressed her pussy against his thigh, and her knee
between his legs. Slowly they relaxed, cuddling, talking, touching, laughing
quietly, then drifted off to sleep, curled up together.