Story 22 #3
For a moment she thought back to how she had felt when she had first walked into the room and how different she felt now. It felt as though so much had changed so quickly. Suddenly this day had taken a turn and she was loving it, loving all of it.
He moved both of his hands to her face and it felt as though his kisses became even more passionate. She reciprocated the best that she could, wanting him just as much as he wanted her.
Suddenly she had an idea - a way to get them on a more even standing with one another.
She broke off their kiss and smiled at him. She looked behind herself for just a moment and then put both of her hands on the table, pulling herself up to sit on it.
Then she felt him moving in close again. She spread her legs without even thinking about what she was doing, just wanting him to come in as close as he possibly could.
She felt his body between her legs. She pushed her thighs against his body.
Now it was her turn to take hold of his face. She pulled him down to her and began to kiss him again. She felt his hands on her waist. There was the point between where her top stopped and where her skirt started, where her skin was exposed, and she could feel his hands on her bare skin there.
She felt him pull her closer, her ass sliding on the table as her body shifted towards his.
Then she wrapped her calves around behind him as well, wanting him as close to her as possible.
She felt his body against her legs, between her thighs. He turned his body slightly and she felt a touch - all too brief, all too tantalizing - touching her sensitive skin. She didn't know what it was that had touched her at first but then she knew what it was - in his pants, his cock had stiffened and that was what she could feel rubbing against her.
His hands went to her thighs. Her skirt was pushed further up her legs now and his hands moved up beneath the skirt.
She felt his big hands take hold of as much of her thighs as they could take. He stroked them and then gave them a squeeze.
She felt a rush of excitement - she felt giddy with it. Whatever it was that had held her back before, it was gone now. There was no doubt about where this was heading now. She didn’t know what the difference was here, how he was able to do these things without her feeling any doubt or trepidation. But he had done it.
She felt his hands move further up her legs. She felt the tips of his fingers push beneath her bikini bottoms, pushing into the lower part of her ass cheeks.
She was hungry for him now. Her arms had been wrapped around behind the back of his head but then she moved them to move to the front of his shirt. She began undoing the buttons, pulling at each one of them impatiently.
As she was doing that, her kisses moved to form his mouth. As good as those kisses had been, she wanted to try something else, experience something else.
She kissed his face, feeling the light brush of his stubble on her lips.
Then she was kissing his throat as she finally got his shirt all the way undone.
He took his hands away from her legs for a few moments just so that she would be able to push his shirt off his body. Now he was completely topless. She looked at his body, filled with awe. It had looked good when she had seen the shirt tight around his muscles but now she could see it properly - the smooth skin, the perfectly sculpted muscles - and she wanted it, she wanted it all.
She ran her hands over his body as she looked at it. Then she bent down and gently kissed his chest. She licked him, tasting him.
Then she felt his fingers lifting her chin up. He kissed her slowly and then he took hold of her top, pulling it up over her body.
As it came over her breasts, she felt them bounce down. They were now only constrained by her bikini top and she wasn’t sure how much longer that was going to last now.
He looked down at her breasts which they pushed out of her bikini top. She arched her back slightly, wanting to subtly push her breasts forward, make them look even bigger, even more, impressive than they already were.
He took hold of her waist and kissed her again. There was something almost animalistic in their kissing now. The hunger was clear to see.
She felt his hands edging slightly up her body, up towards her breasts. His thumbs pushed at the skin where it protruded from the bottom of her bikini top. Then his hands moved further up and she felt him cup her breasts from the outside of her bikini top.
He pushed his body in even closer.
She felt his cock pushing against her now. When he had done it before it had only been a fleeting touch that had left her wanting more, but now she felt his cock pushing against the inside of her leg and it didn’t go away. In fact - and it took her a few moments to realize just what was happening - he began to grind himself up against her and she understood that he was turning himself on with the feeling of his hard cock against her soft body.
She wanted to tell him that he could undo his pants now and get it out if he really wanted, rub it against her properly, but she suspected that he had his own plans for how things were going to proceed, and she was happy to let him lead the way.
Her hands went behind his back. She felt the expanse of flesh, of muscle, there. She wanted him - wanted to be dominated by him.
He pushed one side of her bikini top up and she felt one of his big, powerful, hands on her breast. He gave it a stroke, then he massaged it, and kneaded it gently. He wanted to explore it and enjoy it in his own way but at the same time, he seemed to know just the right amount of pressure to use to help turn her on even more.
When he reached her nipple, she felt him squeeze it lightly between his thumb and forefinger. He pulled at it and she felt it stiffen as he played with it.
Then he flicked at it with his thumb - back and forth. Then he undid her bikini top and pulled it away, exposing all of her breasts at last.
She turned her face away from his, breaking their kiss so that she could moan with pleasure. Nothing had ever felt this good to her before, no pleasure had been so intense. And she knew that there was still more to come. This was just the start of it and she couldn't wait to see what was coming next. If his touch could feel so good there then how good would it feel when it moved...elsewhere?
She felt as though her pussy had come alive, woken up, at last, ready for his touch. But he was still building up to that.
He began kissing her throat. She tilted her head, letting her hair fall away from the place where he was kissing her. His hands kept playing with her breasts. Then his mouth was there, right at the top of his breasts. He raised them up slightly, his hands beneath them, and buried his face between them. It was almost like it had been in her fantasies - except that it was even better than that.
She was panting now, her hand at the back of his head, stroking his hair and willing him on. She felt his breath on her sensitive, naked, skin. She could practically feel the desire, the lust, emanating from his body now.
Then he began to move his face further around her breasts. He licked at them and kissed them with reverence.
Then he found one of her nipples. They were both stiff now and feeling incredibly sensitive. They were practically throbbing now.
When he ran his tongue around one of them in a circle, just around the edge of it, she couldn’t help but let out a little moan.
She reached down with one of her hands and took hold of his ass, pulling him to her. She hadn’t even realized that she was doing it, but as his body moved even closer between her legs, she began grinding her crotch up against him, grinding her pussy against his body. She could feel the wetness down there - something that she hadn’t expected but which felt so good, so right, to her.
He took hold of her waist with both of his hands as he kept sucking on her breasts.
Then he raised his head from them and looked into her eyes. She could see the color in his cheeks now. She knew that he was wild with desire for her now - and she felt exactly the same way about him.
He shifted his body backward slightly and one of his hands went to her thigh again. He looked deep into her eyes as his hand slid up, up, beneath her skirt.
She knew what was coming now. She nodded slightly to him to let him know that she wanted him to continue.
She felt his fingers tugging at her bikini bottoms, shifting his fingers down into them. She gasped as she felt his fingers in the wetness of her pussy. She felt his fingers exploring her pussy. He pushed at her lips - plump and sensitive - and then she felt the tips of his fingers in her pussy.
Then his fingers went to her clit. She let out a cry as his fingers lightly rubbed at her clit. Her body bounced slightly and her breasts bounced up and down. He looked at her breasts and it was as though he was debating whether or not he should turn his attention back to them. But he was enjoying playing with her pussy and that was where his attention was fixed now.
He continued toying with her clit. He rubbed at it with just the right amount of pressure. He would speed up...and then he would slow down once more. She was never quite sure what he was going to do next. She was enjoying the anticipation. She wanted to see where this would go next.
She thought about that hard bulge that had been pushing at her legs. She wanted that now. Her hands went to his pants and pulled at them, getting them undone.
She pushed at them, filled with impatience now as she knew that his cock was so close to her, just waiting for her to finally take hold of it.
Then she had it. She pushed his pants out of the way and felt his cock as it came loose.
She took hold of it and didn’t quite know what to do with it for a moment. She felt as though she was frozen in place. She was amazed at this thing that she had taken hold of. It felt huge and she couldn’t quite believe that she had her hand wrapped around it like this.