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On Your Bed

By: philipmitchellstein



We're on your bed, kissing and making out, sat upright leaning into each other, touching, our hands roaming over each other's bodies: your hands on my chest, my hands pressed against the fabric of your blouse, tracing your nipples through the translucent fabric. You pull at my t-shirt, yanking it over my head, pulling me in so that I fall onto you, my mouth landing on yours. Kissing me on the mouth, and then kissing all over my chest, your hands explore me, feeling the muscles in my body and arms, running your fingers over my chest. Then, taking my hands, you place them on your breasts. 

Still kissing you, I feel the smooth curve of your breasts pushing against the thin fabric of your top, and sliding my hands over and around, so that I can feel the shape and feel of them, I press my mouth into your chest, and kiss your nipple through the fabric, the pinkness of your areola becoming visible as the fabric pressed against you is moistened. Wanting to feel you under my tongue, I slowly start to undo the buttons of your top, kissing your breasts as they are revealed, pressing my mouth into your cleavage, inhaling the scent of your body, feeling the soft flesh of your breasts pushing into my face. 

As I reach the final button, I slide your blouse off your shoulders and reach round to unclip your bra. Freed, your breasts envelop my face, and I bury myself in the delicious soft pillows, kissing between, around and finally over them, before taking them in my hands, so that I can move my lips over one of your nipples, so pert and full that it is practically begging to be sucked on.

I draw deeply at your breast, sucking your nipple into my mouth, then flicking and licking, playing with my tongue over it. Feeling you run your fingers through my hair, I stay like this, my mouth worshipping your sexy delicious beautiful body, only shifting to move my mouth from breast to breast when you guide me off one and on to the other. Eventually your moaning increases in intensity and you push my mouth down, and I start kissing your stomach. You collapse back onto your bed, allowing me to move up so that I can keep one hand playing with your breasts as I kiss down your stomach toward your navel. 

Now I'm faced with a dilemma. You're still in your skirt, and if I'm going to continue kissing down your body I'm going to have to get you to lift your hips up so that I can slide it off you. I think about this for a second; we've been slow, relaxed up 'til now, enjoying this leisurely exploration of our bodies. I decide to surprise you, and change the pace slightly.

Moving down your body, I grasp the bottom of your skirt and push it up, leaving it scrunched up around your waist, revealing your panties. Greedy for you, I press my mouth to the front of your panties, tasting the faint dampness that is already there, using my tongue to reveal the shape of your pussy lips beneath the delicate, lacy fabric. Responding to the increase in urgency, to the feeling of my tongue pushing through your panties, pressing on your slit, you buck your pussy into my mouth, eager for me to touch you, to use my tongue on you. Lifting your hips, you tell me to slide your panties off. I don't need any more encouragement; I want you as badly as you want me, and in a second, they're gone.

Your legs wrap around my shoulders, pulling me in. Now we're at that moment, my mouth poised above your pussy, your labia peeking between your spread pussy lips, pink and wet with excitement. I press my tongue onto you, tasting the wetness leaking out from you. Pushing my tongue in, lapping at the juices, probing it into you as deep as I can. My hands are on your ass cheeks now, squeezing them, pushing you into me, keeping your pussy on my face, smearing your juices over my lips and nose. Buried in your pussy, I probe, lick and taste, using my tongue to explore, to stimulate your body, feeling you move beneath me, hearing you moan with pleasure, tasting you, the gush of wetness onto my tongue each time I press in.

Shifting my mouth up, I press my tongue between your labia, sliding my fingers between us to spread the lips apart. Then, pressing and flicking, using my tongue to tease you and my lips to maintain a constant pressure, I move up, tracing the tip of my tongue over the delicate, complex folds until I reach your clit. You tremble as my tongue touches the sensitive, receptive nerves, the pleasure centre of your body. Slowly shifting my tongue, I gauge your reaction as it moves, feeling the way your body shakes as I explore, returning to some spots, increasing the pressure, learning where you are most responsive to my touches.

You're moaning with pleasure now, a steady "Oooh," interspersed with instructions, "Yes, there, yes, yes, harder, more, yes." My tongue continues to work, moving over your clit, licking, pressing, teasing, my lips pressed over your pussy drinking in the constant flow of wetness, revelling in how sexy you are as you move beneath me, how delicious your pussy is. Still concentrating on your clit, I let my fingers slide down, slipping them into you, moving them in and out of the tight wet cave of your pussy. Now, with one hand still on your ass, massaging and squeezing, pulling you into me, one hand finger fucking your gushing wet pussy, and my lips and tongue working on your clit, you're writhing uncontrollably beneath me, your hips pushing into my face, your hands gripping my head, pushing me into you, pulling my hair as your fingers tighten, feeling the intensity build in your body.

I love the taste of you, and the way your body reacts when I lick and finger you. I could stay with my head between your thighs forever, just licking and licking you. You're beginning to pull at me though, telling me you want more, that you want to fuck me; that you want to ride my cock. Pushing me away from your pussy, you roll me onto my back, and with your hands pressed onto my chest, you straddle me, sitting on my stomach, your skirt rucked up around your waist, your boobs hanging into my face. Bending down, your boobs bounce into my cheeks, smothering me in your warm soft curves. Taking a breast in each hand, I squeeze them into my face, kissing inside your cleavage, then taking each breast in turn, licking around the nipple and sucking on it. Even though I had spent ages playing with your tits earlier, I love the way you are teasing me with them, forcing me to focus on them, to worship them.

All the time I've been playing with your breasts, you've had one hand between your legs, frantically fingering yourself. I can feel your juices spread over my stomach from where they're flowing out of your pussy. It doesn't surprise me when you shift back on my body, pull your tits out of my face, and lift your hips above my cock. With one hand planted on the centre of my chest, you use the other hand to grasp my cock, holding it firmly around the middle of the shaft. Like this, you guide me to the entrance to your pussy, steering the head so that it is pressing against you, but isn't inside you yet. 

You're so sexy above me, your thighs straddling me, tits swinging over me, your spread pussy pink and already covered in creamy wet juices. I want you to slide down on to me so badly, but you hang there, poised, for a moment, before eventually you do, sitting onto my cock in one smooth movement that sends a shock of pleasure through my penis, and forces a contented gasp from your mouth.

Once on me, you start a hard rhythmic grinding, moving your hips back and forth while sitting impaled on my cock. I stretch my hands out to hold your breasts, and you lean into me, letting me support your weight as we both enjoy the sensation of my cock moving inside you. I love the way you're controlling the pace; working yourself up by grinding hard, leaning forward to make sure your clit rubs against me, then, as the feelings in your pussy build up, slowing down, making slower more sensual movements. 

Fucking me like this is making your pussy gushing wet, and your juices are foaming out of you, coating our bodies in a sticky wet glistening sheen. My cock is rock hard inside you, pressing against the walls of your pussy as you grind, and I can feel it throbbing with a growing intensity each time the pace of your fucking increases. Unable to control myself, I start to thrust back, pushing my cock into you, trying to get ever deeper inside you.

Feeling my hips begin to thrust, you respond by grinding harder and faster, and when that only makes me thrust even harder, you begin to slide your pussy up and down my cock, using the full length of my rod, angling your hips so that it presses against you as it glides in and out. Watching your pussy open and close around my cock, your juices creaming on my shaft and flowing down it, is amazingly sexy. The way you are using my body to satisfy yourself, whilst driving me crazy with pleasure and lust at the same time is fantastic. 

I can't help but tell you how hot you are, how sexy and fuckable, how much I love being with you, being inside you. Talking to you like this only spurs you on even more though, and soon you're in an out-of-control frenzy, sending your pussy up and down my shaft as fast as you can, your tits swinging wildly as you ride me, your breath coming in quick shallow pants as you gasp each time my cock bottoms out inside you.

Suddenly you allow my cock to slide out of you, a trail of pussy juice and pre-cum briefly connecting our bodies as you pull away from me. Finally shucking off the skirt that has been bunched around your waist this whole time, you swing one leg over my body, then twist round so that you're still straddling me, but facing the other way. Like this, you quickly remount my cock, and start riding me again. In this position, I can admire your back, the way your waist pinches in then flares out at your hips, forming one smooth curve with your ass. With your legs spread apart by my body, your ass is two separate round mounds, the two cheeks forming perfect spheres connected by your gaping pussy lips and the pucker of your asshole. 

I cannot help reaching out and placing a hand on each side of your ass, squeezing, and using the strength in my arms to guide your body up and down, ensuring that it rides my cock in long full strokes. The best thing about this view is that I can see your pussy lips clamped around the shaft of my cock and watch them slide up and down as your hips ride me.

This position lets you really maximise the way my cock slides against your pussy, so that depending on how you angle your hips, with every stroke my shaft is pushed against the top or the bottom of your hole, increasing the friction between our bodies, stimulating the nerves in our genitals, turning us on more and more. 

There's an indescribable tingling in your body, centred on your clit, spreading through your pussy, and slowly subsuming your whole being; filling you with pleasure. It's the same for me, a huge build-up of tension, a throbbing in my cock as blood pulses through it, a tightening in my balls as spunk starts to flow from them and fill my shaft in anticipation of being released into your body. For now, as the feelings in our body mount up, we just keep fucking, your pussy sliding onto my cock again and again; my hips pushing into you each time we come together.

Impaled on my cock, you sit up slightly and switch to a grinding fuck, pressing your pussy down onto my groin, squeezing a fresh wave of juices out as you do so, coating my balls as the wetness gushes out of you and onto my body. Positioned like this, you can finger your clit, and you start playing with yourself as you ride me. Then, enjoying the extra stimulation you're giving yourself, you start to do the same for me, using your other hand to reach down to my balls, squeezing them, moving your fingers over the soft flexible sack of skin covering my testicles. Settled into this position, you start to grind firmly, flexing your back so that your hips move back and forward over my cock, the length of my shaft moving within you, pressed against the walls of your pussy as it is pushed around by the force of your grinding. 

Coupled like this, with you controlling the force of our fucking, and your hands increasing the stimulation on our bodies as your fingers massage our genitals, you start to push both of us over the edge. I can feel pre-cum leaking from me, and I'm struggling to control a cock full of spunk that is about to release at any second. At the same time, your pussy is beginning to grip my cock, tightening in prolonged spasms that make it even harder to control myself. I can see your toes beginning to curl, your feet tightening and arching as your body begins to reach its climax. 

Suddenly you get go of my balls, and with a scream, you clamp your fingers into my legs to support yourself as your orgasm takes over your body, your pussy pulsing around my cock, a final wave of wetness engulfing my shaft, and mingling with the semen that is spurting out of me in huge, uncontrolled jets as I thrust my hips up into you. Your pussy milks me dry, forcing me to tighten my ass muscles as I thrust, pushing every drop of semen out of my balls and into your body.

As your orgasm subsides, you collapse forwards, pulling yourself off my shaft. As you fall I grab your hips, keeping you upright, and allowing me to slide down the bed underneath you. This places my face under your pussy, which is puffy, and pink, and wet. Guiding your hips down over my mouth I probe my tongue into you, tasting you, tasting the mingled flavour of our fucking. At the same time, lowering your body places your mouth over my cock, and you start to lick me clean, using your tongue to wash the juices that are slicked over my shaft. We're both too spent for this to turn into another bout of sex, but it is a final, loving gesture, one final union of our bodies before you turn round and curl up in my arms.