P-Lovin Slow and Easy

Lovin Slow and Easy

My eyes closed as he eased himself inside of me, slowly and deeply. I
could feel the tremble deep inside of me as each inch of him teased and
touched me as deep as he could reach. The desire I had for slow sensual
fucking was strong and after the recent fantasizing I had done about
him I wasn't going to turn back now.

He smelled good the musky wood oil scent he always wore tantalized my
taste buds. I found myself taking deep breaths just trying to breathe
him in. He was just someone that I always wanted to touch, to put my
hands on yet he is about the most untouchable person I know. There was
always a bond there, an attraction I could not really explain, all I
knew is I felt it and it and it was so one sided I never expected to
actually find myself with him.

The things we did share in common were things like books and authors,
music, art, there was not a sexual attraction there at all until most
recently. When we found ourselves in that sort of mood at the same
time, together. I usually like the fast hard pounding sort of fucking
and what is more rough than what is usually accepted as "the norm" this
is the first time in a long time I even thought about slow sensual
sex.

Watching him undress was most erotic. Never having seen him undressed
before he held my attention every second of it. He slowly removed his
shirt exposing his upper torso, he was extremely sexy and this was
enough to start my imagination into high gear and I found myself nearly
salivating, as he reached the button of his jeans. He let his jeans
slide from his hips to the floor and he stepped out of them. The boxer
shorts followed, he was gorgeous. He had a soft appearance to him,
smooth pale skin and a lean body. I had always noticed his hair; he had
long beautiful hair with many highlights in it and sexy hazel eyes. I
found myself sitting here imagining my hands wrapped up in that
hair.

He walked toward me slowly I found myself becoming warm and flushed
trying not to be too anxious and just reach to him and touch his body.
I took a deep breath and wondered if I would be able to take another.
He gently lifted my chin with his hand so I was looking at his face and
he never said a word. He ran the back of his hand across my cheek
slowly and I saw his eyes close as he did, then lightly tracing my lips
with his finger. Holding my face gently between his hands he softly
kissed my mouth I felt his silky hair fall forward and brush across my
face his scent stronger and he felt so warm.
His tongue reached deeply into my mouth moving slowly, I responded
still keeping my hands to my side.

Taking my hands I came to my feet and felt him lean into me his arms
pulled me closer to him, his mouth now at the side of my neck placing
tender kisses there sending shivers throughout my entire body and I
felt the wetness forming between my shaking legs. I felt both of his
hands run across my shoulders and then around my waist while he
continued kissing my neck and then to the front of my throat feeling
his hot tongue and the moist kisses was very arousing. Slowly lifting
my shirt over my head and dropping it to the floor he just sort of
stood back and looked at me. Lowering himself to his knees he began
kissing my hips and stomach while running his hands up the inside of
both legs nudging them further apart. My hands finally wrapped around
his beautiful hair and pulled him closer. Undoing the button and
lowering the zipper, leaving a gap in the front of my pants he licked
this area probing his tongue down the front of my pants while his hands
lowered my pants further down my hips. He placed his mouth on the
inside of my right thigh kissing upward he had my pants worked down to
my ankles now and I stepped free of them. He continued kissing the
inside of my leg going from one to the other his gentleness, and the
slow deliberate motions were maddening.

Then he was once again standing in front of me, taking my hand and
leading me to the bed where he sat down as I stood between his knees.
He took my nipple into his mouth sucking so gently moving his tongue
around the areola slowly his tongue was so hot against this tender
skin. Then he lay back on the bed extending his hands to me, taking
them, I was soon laying beside him. He lay facing me he continued
kissing and touching I could hear his breathing increase and feel his
heartbeat against my own. Pressed closely against me his hardness
rubbing across my pelvis.

He positioned himself upon me, and my legs parted for him and it seemed
so natural so right. My eyes closed as he eased himself slowly and
deeply inside of me. He seemed to fill every inch of space and the
stroking along the walls so tightly gripping around him felt so
sensitive to his movements. His strokes slowly pushing deeper and then
pulling almost out it felt wonderful. I found myself wanting to move
faster feel him thrust deeper and I would hear him in almost a whisper
tell me to "be slow let me fuck you slow" my legs lifted and wrapped
around his body lifting me with each movement. I could feel him sliding
along my wetness and could hear our sounds filling the room.

The scent of sex strong, and the sounds of heavy breathing and quiet
whispers I could not seem to contain amplified in my ears. This intense
pleasure consumed my body. Locked together rocking slowly with
synchronized movements getting so absorbed in the feeling building to
that explosive orgasm. Angling my body and feeling his hardness rub
repeatedly over my clit sent me to that place, the throbbing pulsating
inside holding him tightly, drawing him deeper as he moved.

He stopped moving, wiping my hair back from my face kissing my lips
carefully. I waited for him to continue, as I knew he had not yet been
satisfied. Every time I squeezed down on him I could see his eyes react
he remained so still as to feel every convulsive pulse from deep inside
of me. He was hard as he pulled out and lay back on the bed closing his
eyes. He had pleased me and I wanted to do the same for him.

The slick shinny juices covered his firm cock and I wanted to touch him
so badly. I lay on my stomach between his legs and began easing him
into my mouth. The sweet taste that covered him stimulated me further.
Wedging my shoulders between his thighs and cupping my hands beneath
his butt urging him deeper inside my mouth. Slowly lowering down as far
as I could take him, dragging my tongue along the shaft as I came back
up. Sucking him firmly stopping to slowly give attention to the head
prodding my tongue inside the opening his moans encouraging me more. I
took two pillows from the bed and placed them under him so he lay
elevated and at an angle. Moving now to my knees taking one hand and
wrapping it firmly around him I began stroking him. Placing him back in
my mouth I would pull down with my hand as my mouth moved upward
licking and sucking him harder and faster now, I loved the taste the
feel of his skin, the pink flesh beneath my tongue. Then I heard that
sound, the one that told me he was near. Driving my mouth deeply down
on him and squeezing his balls with the other hand I felt the hot
liquid fill my mouth and I could hardly breathe and his hands pulled
the back of my head downward. The strong jolts throughout his body felt
vividly.

Since I was once more very aroused and needed to cum again I positioned
myself over his still semi-firm cock and lowered down while his hips
were still elevated from the pillows I reached my arms back around
behind me forcing my hips forward he knew exactly what I needed him to
do. He began slowly rubbing my hard and very sensitive clit as I thrust
even more forward trying to rub even harder against his tender fingers
until I once more felt that flood release. Laying forward across his
chest, while still inside of me, feeling that convulsive action deep
inside of me milking every drop from my body. Lying so still until my
heart slowed, and I could once more breathe. He rubbed his hands across
my back and kissed the side of my face. A million words were spoken in
total silence.

The End