Just A Taste

Her skin was the flavor of the thickest chocolate; every inch of her body as inviting as a feast to a malnourished man. He, in fact, did intend to feast. Graciously his lips danced across the small of her neck, drawing forth the sharpest inhale as her body arched at the feel of his lips and a low groan of pleasure emanated from inside her. Her back arched in accordance with the descent of lips upon her body. His mouth leaning towards his immediate left to worship the full orbs of flesh resting upon her chest. As his warm tongue took to running a wet trail across the tip of her already aroused nipple, she gasped audibly and reached outward to wrap her arm soothingly behind his head. His face mashed into her breast, he continued to expertly move his tongue as if a painter of the brink of his masterpiece. Idle hands crept upward to her unhindered bosom and used his thumb to lightly stroke her other nipple into erection. All the while the both of them became restless, eager, and more unabashed in thought.

As her mood rose, so did her bravery, and while his lips rested on her thick and excited nipples, other parts of her anatomy begged for attention. Biting her lower lip, she tightened the grip on his neck and gently ( yet forcefully ) pushed his face lower onto her body. He smiled at her enthusiasm, allowing his view to cascade down her stomach all the while offering the softest of kisses until he reached her inner sanctum. To better appropriate himself to the task at hand, he grasped the outside of her thighs and drew her into him before applying lips to the tender bulb between her legs. A gasp of ecstasy soon became a squeal of delight as her eyes closed and embraced the sweet surrender of power for pleasure. Breathing became labored as soft panting gave way to “ Oh yes..” and “ Oh my God!”. He was an expert in pleasing and required no coaching to see his purpose realized. He lashed her pearl with his thick tongue as if it had committed the most heinous of crimes, withdrawing the deepest of groans and the most primal of sounds from within her body.

He drank from her willingly as if she were an Oasis in the desert, occasionally slurping sloppily when the ambrosia ran over what he could contain, trickling down the side of his mouth as he dove in for more. Due to his dogged persistence and expertise, the deep didn't need to last very long as her body tensed to it's limitations. She became frantic as her breathing sped to new heights and her delicate fingers tightened around the black cherry scented bedsheets. As one hand gripped and nearly tore the fabric, her other remained steadfast on the back of his skull as she gyrated her hips forward in a slow grind that was normally reserved for dancing. The pace quickened as the sound of wet flesh slapping became muffled only due to heavy breathing and eccentric moaning before the words tore themselves from her mouth just before the climax. “ I....I'm about to cum....!”

Tidal waves of pleasure encompassed her body as she met her peak in a semi-violent spasm. Her back arched entirely off of the sheets and her body literally quivered as if torn between fury and passion. Toes folded sharply and voice lost itself into the confines of the purest quality of pleasure. He would have loved to watch her reaction to his handiwork, yet as she exploded the sweetest wine he'd ever tasted upon his mouth and lips, he never cease in action. It was because of this that as soon as the tide had begun to quell in lieu of the first orgasm, another hit only moments after and her body went right back into tension. “ DAMN!” she screamed, gasping as if the air itself had dwindled out of the room on a whim. Goosebumps riddled her body like a plague and sensation left her feet completely. She collapsed to the sheets beneath her as heavily as if she'd been dropped. Small beads of sweat had formed on various parts of her body and she couldn't have stopped her inner thigh from shaking if she'd been offered a million dollars. He rose from between her gates of Heaven, proud of his accomplished task, yet his eyes hungrily surveyed her form as a predator would survey his injured prey. She found herself helpless before him, casually wiping her thumb against her mouth to mask the fact she'd salivated over the power of the twin orgasms. Before she could speak, she felt the pressure of hardened flesh the density of stone press against her inner thigh. The bulb of his swelled sex pressing against her gates like a battering ram. She couldn't have kept out the powerful intruder even if she wanted to...but she didn't. She embraced the thought of arousing him to this state and would see that he was made to experience the same pleasure bestowed upon her. His fingers crept along her stomach to secure a place on her waist while his other hand grasped her full breast and slowly, painfully, drew his waist forward towards her in penetration that caused her to erupt for a 3^rd time into a pleasure attack that only left her whimpering and clutching for dear life.

“ Don't worry....” he reassured her, a seductive and casual smile playing upon his handsome features as he continues to insert his entirety into her throbbing entrance.

“....I'll START slow..”