They had spent 8 hours together in a conference, and if it hadn't been for each other, they would have both fallen asleep. Afterwards Steve had asked her to dinner and to his delight she had agreed. A few wines and a good meal later, the idea of a night cap as corny as it sounded went over well for both of them. Entering his room, Steve begged a minute to himself and she sat on the edge of the bed. Feeling the effects of the wine, she lay back, her knees bent over the edge, and smiled as she closed her eyes. She could hear Steve in the bathroom, cleaning his teeth, and chuckled to herself as she thought what a good boy he was.
"Mmmmm, very inviting, " Steve said as he returned to the bedroom. He knelt beside the bed and placed his hand at her neck. Gently he moved his fingers down along the center of her body, stopping to circle each breast through her shirt and bra, then moving on down to rest his hand on her pubis. Steve leant in and kissed her and she marveled at the softness of his lips, the tenderness of his kiss, the softness of his moustache. Her arms moved around his neck and she held him close while the passion between them built, the fire in her softness became hotter and she could feel it swelling in unison with her breasts and nipples.
Their kiss deepened and the need to become one with each other drove them further into a unison that could only be dreamt of. His hand resting on her pubis started to rock rhythmically back and forward kneading her personal place, and between each kiss he bit at her nipples through her clothing. Easing his hands along her arms he brought her to a sitting position and slowly undid the buttons on her shirt, lifted her arms out of the sleeves and removed her bra. She sat on the bed, her nipples so hard and aching as Steve's hands caressed and cupped each breast. He held them to his lips and slowly toyed, kissed and sucked each one in turn. Kissing down her body, he moved to the end of the bed and undid her trousers so he could kiss her softness, he wanted to do that so badly.
She lifted her hips to help, and he eased her clothes off. Gently he pushed her back to a lying position and lifted her legs so her feet sat at the edge of the bed. He gazed at her softness, his passion growing as he watched it pulse, his length responding by becoming harder and stiffer. He had to fix that straight away it was too uncomfortable, so he removed his clothes quickly and quietly. Sighing deeply he bent his head to her teasing snatch, catching the drops of arousal on his tongue. Steve slowly ran his tongue along her slit and with his fingers he parted the lips to expose her personal place. He took her in his mouth making her back arch and the moans come from deep within her being. Her hands reached for his head and held him lovingly as he slowly sucked her personal place harder and harder.
Her breathing became erratic and her body started to spasm, the tingling feeling running from her head to her toes.
She whimpered and moaned as the ecstasy his tongue created ran up and down her body like an electric current. He could sense her orgasm, her softness was so swollen and her arousal dripped from her in large amounts. He tried desperately to toy it all up but was unable, her arousal was so intense. Her hips started to jerk and her hands gripped his head tighter he struggled to breathe as she moved her softness up and down his face moaning and whimpering, her body taken totally by her orgasm. She came in waves, her body trembling and shaking and her breath rasping as her juices flowed over his tongue, over his face. He lapped at each drop, each jerk of her hips, trying to take all he could of her sweet nectar. His tongue moved frantically and with each lap his length jerked in response, wanting its share of the delights on offer. Steve stopped to catch his breath and gazed at her beautiful body. Her nipples sitting there begging to be sucked and her soft supple skin waiting for the electric currents his fingers could create. Standing and moving to her side, he lifted her body higher on the bed and lay down beside her. He cradled her gently and urged her to rest as he pulled the blankets over them, there was plenty of time, all night in fact and it was all theirs. She snuggled in under his arm, her hand on his chest and her leg over his, and with a smile she relaxed and began to snooze. He held her tightly enjoying her afterglow and dozed a little with her. He was lost in that half awake half asleep mode when he felt her fingers close over his length. Pretending to be asleep, he played possum waiting to see what she would do next. She teased the tip of his length and he had to bite his lip to maintain his secret. Her hand slid further down and between his legs, as she gently cradled his balls.
Steve tried so hard to keep still but the sensation was too much and his moans gave him away. Kissing down his face and across his chest, she moved down his body, her tongue leaving a wet trail and her lips leaving little kisses as she slid further down in the bed, down so that she could lay between his legs. Holding his length in one hand and his balls in the other, she slowly ran her tongue up his inner thigh making him tremble and quiver. She smiled to herself as she delighted in the effect she had on him. Opening her mouth she took his ball into her mouth and softly sucked on it, in and out as his hips moved up and down involuntarily and his fingers gripped at her hair. She tried to take both balls but was unable so moved quickly from one to the other as her hand slid up and down his length bringing him higher and higher in his passion. She could feel his balls tighten and his length flexed over and over as if it had a mind of it's own. Licking softly, she moved from his balls to his length, engulfing him in one swift movement, taking him deep into her throat. He gasped as he felt himself slip deeper into her hot wet mouth and slowly moved his hips up and down, forcing his length in and out of her mouth the sensation so intense as her lips closed firmly around him. She did not want to end this in her mouth though, so she slowly eased her body up and over his, her boobs slowly dragging over his balls, over his length and up over his body. He sighed with resignation, believing that to be the end of his delight, but before he knew it she deftly swooped on his length with her hand and slipped it between her soft edges, burying it deep within her body.
After kissing him passionately on the lips she anchored her hands on his shoulders and began to play him, lifting her arse high enough to allow him to meet her in her rhythm.
She arched her back and he lifted his head off the pillow to watch his length slide in and out of her sopping wet softness.
Faster and faster she played him, her breath coming short and sharp, her legs trembled and her tits bounced before his eyes. His length was so firm, her softness was so tight, and their excitement built, the sensuousness of watching their bodies playing brought them to a peak that neither had experienced before.
There were no words, they just knew that the other was about to come and together they exploded in orgasm, shaking, quivering, moaning together, his cum shooting deep within her and her softness gripping so tightly, pumping his length.
She hung her head trying to breath as her body spasmed and shook taking every last drop of his cum and giving every little bit of herself. She collapsed on him and Steve gently wrapped his arms around her and pulled the blankets up as he kissed her cheek and neck. Together they rolled onto their sides and lay still locked together, not wanting to break the unison they had created. Steve kissed her eyelids and her cheeks, her nose and finally her lips, softly and gently, still full of passion but the quiet passion of afterwards.
She nuzzled into him and sighed, her hands wandering lovingly over his body. He whispered to her that tomorrow they each had to go their own way but he would contact her each Sunday night until they could meet again.
Wrapped tightly in each others arms, they drifted into sleep and dreamed of the togetherness and passion they had created and would soon again experience. The feeling of total awareness, of knowing the other as if they were one being.
They were soul mates from another life time, he was convinced of that and while soul mates may part physically, they would never part on a psychic level, they would always be together. As he drifted into sleep, Steve smiled at the thought of 8 hours, amazed at what 8 hours could do to a person and confident that somewhere in the future they would meet again. |
