Her skin is beautiful
Naked on the bed in front of me, she waits.
This has been one of my fantasies: To strip her bare and take my time to enjoy the sight of her. She is beautiful and every inch of her body excites me.
Long blonde hair splayed out on the mattress around her head. Eyes are almond shaped with long dark lashes. Irises dark like espresso, yet somehow also glowing. Lips full, and slightly parted. Staring up at me in anticipation.
Freeze that frame for eternity.
She is laying across the bed, knees up, legs spread. I am standing beside the bed, between her thighs. Hard. Throbbing. I want her.
I reach lightly up to her throat with both hands. Pause. The tip of my cock comes forward to her wet lips. Hold. No further. I am in control.
My hands slide the length of her body. A smooth gentle stroke, each palm tracking over a breast, and coming to rest on her hips. She is ready for me to enter, but I do not.
I return my hands to the top of her body and begin again. Gentle strokes. Her skin is dry and smooth. After the third or fourth pass, I stop to caress her breasts. Natural, and perfect for my hands. Rolling nipples in my fingers.
I bend forward and take the left one in my mouth. Her hips position for me to slide inside, but I make sure to keep my length at bay. The head thoroughly bathed in her wetness, but not advancing.
Whimpers of frustration fill the room as I start suckling. My right hand roughly works the other breast. She squirms under the triple sensation: wetness from my mouth, roughness from my hand and teasing from my cock.
She is like a violin now. Singing at my command. I slide my hand down her abdomen, through her perfectly trimmed triangle. Fingers sample the wetness around my swollen head. Her hips reposition slightly once again; hoping for penetration that does not come.
My fingers continue the tease and smear the slick juices up onto her clit. A small circular motion with one finger winds adds another layer of sensation.
Her head arches back in combined frustration and ecstasy.
I take the nipple into my teeth, delivering a little pain into the mix. Her hips start to gyrate. Whimper, moan, whimper, moan…
In desperation, she attempts to inch down the mattress, and force issue. She needs it badly now. Yet still, I deny her.
Relish that power.
I release the nipple from my bite and stand upright. Standing ramrod straight, I put hands on her inner thighs and press down to spread her hips fully. My tip is perched snugly between her swollen lips. Everything slick and wet. So tempting…
She is completely still. Anticipating. I circle at the entrance to her desire, and continue to hold back. Drinking in the sight of her: naked, spread and at my mercy.
Another whimper of frustration escapes her. I edge my thumb over and work her glistening clit while keeping her pinned in place with both hands. The teasing touches of my thumb and cock twirl her into mindless ecstasy. Watching her writhe under my grip is a fantasy fulfilled. I am in control and driving her mad.
Finally, she gives in. Her back arches as her body lets go. Her voice cries out as the waves of sensation consume her.
It takes all of my willpower at this moment to keep myself back. My desire is barely contained.
Finally, holding her down and watching her quiver is more than I can take. I climb up onto the bed, grab her hair and shove my cock in her mouth.
I drive it all the way to the back of her throat until she gags. Her mouth is warm and wet. Teeth lightly scraping as I straddle her shoulders and start roughly fucking her mouth. She takes it hungrily…moaning and choking as I insist with every inch.
I am consumed with lust, but still not quite ready to come. My turn to be frustrated.
I move off of her, to the side. Holding her hair to keep my cock as deep in her mouth as possible the whole time. I prop my back is against the headboard and pull her face to my lap. Her spit slips down my balls. Warm and wet. The scrape of her teeth provides an edge of pain at the base of my cock.
I loosen my grip slightly to allow her head some movement. She slides back and forth. Pausing at head, she takes her turn to tease. Excruciating. I am ready to blow. Suddenly, she pulls back completely. Cold air shocks my cock. Ready to erupt, but now exposed to nothingness.
I grab her head in both hands and push my way back inside just in time to fill her mouth. She savors the moment of power. Putting a hand on the shaft, she milks every last drop into her mouth. A moaning of satisfaction rises from her throat to mark her success.
Every nerve in my body fires with the over stimulation.
Finally, she releases me, and puts her head down in my lap. Her face is peaceful and content. She curls up before my crossed legs, and snuggles in.
Out of breath. Head still rushing, I slide a hand down the length of her. Shoulder to knee.
Her skin is beautiful.