Morning. Sunny. The alarm clock is ringing and you turn it off because you want to wake me up yourself. You barely noticeably remove the hair from my face and admire it, because you like me more so sleepy, tender and defenseless. When you removed your hair, your neck was a little bit bare, this tiny stretch of open skin beckons you. You touch it with the tip of your nose, inhaling the fragrance of my slightly sweaty skin. You need to wake me up, but at the same time I want to enjoy this view a little more. You run your hand under my T-shirt, put it on your waist and quietly shake me, whispering in your ear that it's time for someone to open their eyes. I am gradually awakening, but I still do not fully understand where I am, and what is happening, because my mind is sleeping.

You gently rub your fingers over the waist, and the second hand strokes the hair. And yet, that small area of ​​bare skin lures your lips, you release the tip of your tongue and pass them on, then your hot and moist lips cover your neck with soft kisses. At first I shudder in surprise, but then I calm down, kisses remain the same, barely felt as if they were imagining. Your lips find the earlobe of my ear, they take it in the mouth, the tongue is unsuspectingly acquainted with it, affectionately. I like it while you do it, your warm breath falls on my ear, which gets even more. On my lips there is a slightly noticeable smile from your stroking the waist and hair, from your breathing and tongue on the lobe. Light moans burst from my mouth, which are more like purring kittens.

Your hand with the waist goes to the stomach, and with your fingertips you stroke it, conveying all the tenderness. My thighs come alive a little, start moving in your direction and back, beckoning and beckoning. I like the touch of light, because you do not know where you feel them, even if they go in a straight line. After releasing the lobe on the outside, you switch to the back of the neck, exposing it from the hair. You breathe on it, and for this breath I can say that someone is almost at the edge, but tries not to pounce on me now. This breath gets even more, the moans get a little louder, the hips accelerate a little, touching your hard member. The hand under the t-shirt is still gently studying my body, then it reaches the chest, slightly imperceptibly touching, slightly teasing, then goes down below, reaching the line of panties, and runs along them, which is why my stomach retracts, because I am pleased, besides a space is created between the belly and the panties, clearly making my desires understand.

Then you go to my back, all the same touches - teasing, winding up. You stop kissing the neck and just watch my reaction. The back flexes forward when the fingers touch some areas. I want you, though not at the limit, and I understand that it is still early, as you understand it too. Therefore, you put one arm under my neck, the other bully a T-shirt, exposing the chest, giving the chest the opportunity to be captured by the first hand. You slowly, lazily spend it on the chest from the base to the nipple, lingering a little on the halos, bringing them different figures. In parallel, your lips return to the neck, first gently, then more demanding, sometimes biting her. This is a strange feeling, softness on the chest and passion on the neck. My hand begins to smooth movements on the stomach, you notice it, and you do not like it, because your plans give me pleasure on my own. And in order not to break out, you run your free hand into my panties, you feel the heat and humidity.

You run your fingers over the big sexual lips, reach the entrance to the pussy, circle it a little, pick up some moisture and come back through the small lips, stopping at the clitoris. I sob, I want to feel you inside as soon as possible, wag your hips more and rub against your member.You hold back, trying not to lose control and endurance, so one hand squeezes the nipple strongly, and the other presses my hips to the member, thereby immobilizing me. Your finger flutters over the clitoris, sometimes going down to the entrance for moisture and teasing. You are torturing me, but I can’t influence you in any way, I cannot move, I just have to beg and sob. I feel hot, my body melts, I pray you, that you will insert a finger, and it is better to fuck two, say code words, but you are not being led, you will do it your way. “Lift your leg,” you say. “Hurray, will he really penetrate into me now, will I really feel it in me now,” but these thoughts were wrong, as it turned out later.

I lift my leg and put it on yours, giving more access, I’m open, though not so much, but it gets some more. “Good girl,” you respond to my action. Then, without removing your hands from my pussy, you turn me on my stomach, now your hand is between your legs. “Hold your ass up and stretch your arms in front of you” - I do it, I put my legs a little wider. With your free hand you take off your panties, not looking up from your clitoris. When your fingers pass by the entrance, I use this moment and lower my ass to get my fingers inside, but this again goes against your rules. Yes, you want me, but you follow your plan, so for my mistake I get a slap on the buttock. I gasp, I pull in the air, I want to be filled already! “Patience, kitten, patience, and you will get everything,” you say.

After these words you lie on your back under me so that my pussy is above you. Hands clasp the buttocks and lower the pussy below, I sob, when your hot tongue attracts and slowly passes the entire length of the lips, stopping at the clitoris. With the index finger you circle around the entrance, collecting moisture, I try to implant on it, but in vain. The tongue continues to flit over the clitoris, his lips join, and sometimes even his teeth, to bite him lightly. The index finger is replaced by a large one, and the first one, which has collected as much juice as it could, touches another entrance, more virgin. I instinctively squeeze my ass, so you put your thumb in your pussy a little bit to relax me. My hips start to tremble, my breath gets off, you moan with pleasure and what is happening to me. The index finger penetrates a little bit, the tongue assertively works on the clitoris, you feel that I will soon finish.

I get rid of the T-shirt to feel more free. I am very close, close, a little more and explode. Hair tangled from throwing the head, some strands became wet, the body is too hot, my head is spinning a little, but it's damn cool. You step back a little, reducing my feelings, kiss the inner sides of the thighs and stomach, but you don’t come out of the ass, continue to slowly make progressive movements, penetrating deeper, but carefully, so as not to hurt and not hurt anything. Sometimes you stop when the ring expands a bit so that I get used to stroking your buttocks with your other hand, giving you extra relaxation. My breathing calmed down a bit, but the heat from my butt is growing, I need more, I try to sit down myself to feel more vivid sensations, but you stop my every attempt.

Having spent the last time tongue all over pussy, you crawl out from under me. You find yourself in the back, without leaving your butt, you enjoy the picture that is in front of your eyes - I am on my knees with the ass up in your finger, the back is bent so that you can see the hollows from the spine, the body is covered with sweat, hair tangled, and fingers squeeze the sheet. Droplets of sweat in the hollow draws your attention, and you spend on her tongue, startled and start to buckle even more, feel your hot and hard cock near the pussy, it burns. “Please, fuck me,” I say with a sob.With my free hand you take me by the waist, I'm all wet from the juices and your tongue. You want to fuck me, but you collect the remnants of self-control in order to prolong this pleasure a little more, circling the member near the entrance, entering a couple of millimeters and leaving. You catch the moment of surprise and drive it completely, so the eggs slap on the clitoris.

A cry and a moan break out at the same time, you need a break for a couple of seconds to recover, you are too good, and you do not want everything to end quickly. Slowly pull your finger out of my ass, while the member gets used to the hot pussy, it is wet, swollen with excitement. I protest, I ask you to return it, but you have another idea. After you pull out the dick and run your thumb in the pussy, collect the juice and put it in the ass, at the same time as the member penetrates the pussy. God, it is indescribable. You penetrate deeper wherever it is possible, your hand tightens the waist more tightly so that you cannot podmahivat, but soon you loosen your grip as soon as you realize that I have joined your rhythm.

The rhythm is fast and hard, changing to a calm and gentle, you are torturing me again, leading me to the brink, and then letting go. After some time, it becomes difficult for you to restrain yourself, so you move your free hand to your neck and begin to fuck hard, you feel my walls contract, our moans merge into one loud, a couple of jolts and I explode. The walls became stronger to squeeze your penis, which made it difficult to move, but you like it, the finger penetrated to the end, I did not even notice and did not feel. Pussy absorbed you while it finished, a few jolts, and you followed me, ending, but not ceasing to move, prolonging our pleasure.

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  • August 12, 2018 4:44

    It can be seen that the first attempt to write a story in this style is clear that the author tried to convey everything as much as possible, but because of the oversupply of descriptions, it seems that I am reading Max Fry, not to say that the story is bad, but there is something else that she seeks and learns from other authors.

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