I watched her for a few minutes, my desire for her growing stronger as I remembered her sliding onto me the night before, how tight she was, and how wet she’d become on my tongue. She was paying me no mind as my erection manifested itself fully. The more I looked at her, the more I wanted her, and waiting was growing more difficult by the minute.
XXI. A noise at the door caught my attention, and I turned my head to see Kim poised in the doorframe, studying me, sipping a fresh glass of wine as she took me in. She was breathtaking by lamplight in her long nightgown, smiling seductively, hunger in her eyes. She moved toward me, and was vampish in her slow approach, setting her wine on the dresser as she crossed it to reach me, then slipping the nightgown from her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor as she continued.
My heartbeat thundered in my ears as she climbed onto the bed on all fours, straddled my body and brought her face to mine. She then rested her nude form atop my own, her head on my chest, the length of her torso pressing softly down on me, her legs resting along the outside of my own. My now rigid manhood was pinned to my stomach, trying to flex under her pressure. She simply cooed, apparently enjoying the extensive contact our bodies now shared.
After a few moments, she brought her face back up to mine and kissed me purposefully, and I began to explore once again her naked back as our tongues danced. I then watched as she retreated from my mouth to slide down my tensed body, planting kisses as she found her way to my spear. She pointed it skyward with her hand, studying it keenly from several angles, before looking up at me, flipping her long blond hair to the side, and extending her tongue to it as if to taste it.
I watched in fascination as Kim bathed me with her tongue, running it in short and long strokes up and around the entirety of my manhood. Her hair fell back into place, obstructing my view, but that only intensified the sensations of her work on me. Then she pointed the thing back to me and planted a firm kiss flat on the underside before releasing me and slithering back up my chest. I reached down to her, carrying her face and hair as she approached.
We kissed again, more urgently this time, as I felt her shift over me. She shifted upward, past my head, and my mouth began moving over her chest and the tops of her breasts as my hands journeyed down her waist to her firm buttocks. She was breathing audibly now, her excitement increasing with the attention she was allowing me to give her. She backed down and lifted herself upright on me, her hot, dewy sex coming to rest on the underside of my shaft. She rocked forward and back in short motions, riding the track my manhood provided to her labia, her lips separated over me.
She looked over at Ashley, and my gaze followed her own. Ashley had repositioned herself on the chair to watch us, now straddling it, her chin resting on one of her forearms on the back of the chair. Her other arm was extended between herself and the chair, and the hollow in the chair’s back showed Ashley running circles over her button with her middle finger, rapt by the show she was seeing.
Kim stopped moving, and I looked at her to find her eyes fixed again on my own. She leaned forward over me, kissing me as one of her hands reached between us to find my manhood. She broke the kiss and positioned me to enter her as she pushed back. Her slippery tunnel engulfed me little by little, her hand returning to my chest once I was secure in her. She closed her eyes and continued onto me as she softly hummed, and I was soon fully encased in her warmth.
She sat upright, my length shifting inside her, fueling my desire. Her hips seemed to surround me as her breasts were suspended weightlessly before me. Her hands rested now on my belly, and she pushed herself down onto me as I arched my back, extending myself into her before relaxing again onto the bed. I reached a hand to her breast as she started moving.
She moved up and down, releasing me only minutely before sliding back down on me, mashing into me in small circles at the base of her strokes. One of my hands rested on her thigh as the other caressed her breasts, my fingertips softly brushing her nipples, and sometimes squeezing them gently.
She changed her motion, now sliding back and forth on me, and I looked at Ashley again. Her nightshirt had ridden up to her waist, and she bit her bottom lip lightly as her hand skimmed left and right in short, feverish strokes across her sex.
Kim started working faster and I looked back at her. She was looking into me, as if she was searching for something. Sweat had begun to materialize on her brow, and she was all the sexier for it. She began soft grunts with each stroke.
Her passion was building quickly, but not quickly enough for me. I pulled her forward to me and she followed when I moved to put her on her back. Now over her, and still nestled inside her, I kissed her feverishly and made short quick thrusts into her as I explored her mouth. Her hands were on my bottom, pulling me into her with each abbreviated jerk.
I stopped moving as I raised my head to look at her. She looked through me, begging me to continue. I rested over her for a few seconds, admiring the lustful creature beneath me. Kim seemed so irresistible, I wondered how I could have waited so long to have her.
Keeping my eyes on her, I began long, smooth strokes into her. I would retreat almost to the end, nearly slipping from her, then push slowly back into her as deeply as I could reach. She closed her eyes, and I increased the frequency of my invasions. Her wetness became immeasurable as I slid through her effortlessly, wet, splashy noises filling the room. She started moaning and twisting her nipples, and I felt my own pressure beginning.
I pulled from her completely. She cried softly, and her eyes, opened wide in desperation, seemed to be losing focus intermittently as her hair was beginning to mat, and she was fantastic. I smiled at her and slid down her body to come to rest at her sex. She was absolutely soused, her slicks spilling down between her legs. I lifted her knees up and tried to recover as much of her juices on my tongue as I could before centering on her clit. I kissed it softly before taking it into my mouth, flicking it gently with my tongue a few times. I moved down her seam to its bottom before extending my tongue between her lips, coming to rest at her entrance.
I pushed into her with my tongue as my nose nuzzled her button. I reached into her as deeply as I could, twisting and writhing as I went. I was rewarded with louder moans and fresh rivers of sex from deep within her.
I withdrew my mouth completely, again eliciting noises of desperation. I brought my hand to her, resting it flat against her sex. She jerked, and I smiled. I put gentle pressure on her before sliding the hand down along her, then thrusting two fingers into her. Her whole body seized briefly as her back arched before relaxing again, accepting my intrusion.