LOGINSlowly, Ryan lowered his mouth to her thighs as Mia spread her legs for him.
He nipped at one thigh, then the other. To vary the sensation, he lightly licked and then kissed the same spots. Ryan moved higher and repeated the process. He smiled as he watched Mia slip the robe off her shoulders, followed by the straps of her nightgown. The sight of her bare breasts and hard nipples was a huge turn-on. He moved his mouth closer and gently blew on her smooth, hair-free lips. Above him, he heard her moan, then whisper, “Please, Ryan.” Her simple plea only enticed him to tease her more. He wanted her squirming against his mouth. Ryan knew he could make her, and Mia knew it too. He smiled as she held her breath, waiting anxiously for his next move. Ryan’s next move was to trace her puffy lips with his tongue. He slowly moved over the outside of her slit but didn’t go deeper. He took her hands in his and placed them over her breasts, using gentle pressure to coax her into massaging them. Then he moved his hands back to her ass, pulling her body closer to his mouth. With light movements, he lapped at her slit. Mia pressed her hips forward, trying to get him to lick deeper. When his tongue finally connected with her clit, a tremor ran through her body. But just as quickly as it touched her, it disappeared again. “Ryan!” Mia groaned in frustration. “Yes?” he asked, a hint of a smile in his voice. “Don’t stop.” “Why?” “Because I want to come on your tongue.” Ryan was a sucker for Mia’s sexy voice and the bold things she said. He wanted to give her that pleasure. He needed to. His tongue flirted over her lips, between them, and then deeper inside her. As he fucked her with his tongue, he could feel her fingers teasing her own clit. When her hips began bucking, he pulled her hand away. “That’s my job,” Ryan told her seconds before his mouth closed around her clit and he began flicking his tongue against it rapidly. Mia spread her juices over her nipples and pinched them as she moaned. When her body began to shake, she begged for release. “Oh yes… don’t stop.” While she chanted for him not to stop, her heels pressed against his shoulders, trying to push him away from the overwhelming intensity. Mia knew if she didn’t reach her peak soon, she wouldn’t be able to handle it. And just when she thought it might not happen, the orgasm crashed over her violently. Ryan reduced his movements to gentle kisses around her clit. Sitting back on his heels, he took in the beautiful sight before him — his woman, still trembling from the powerful orgasm he had given her. Mia’s nightgown was bunched around her waist, her arms draped limply at her sides. One leg hung over the arm of the chair while the other was spread wide, leaving her completely open to his gaze. He looked up into her half-closed eyes and knew she couldn’t have moved even if she wanted to. A few small aftershocks rippled through her body. She opened her lips to speak, closed them, then tried again. When the only sound that escaped was a soft “Mmmm,” Ryan laughed. For once, he had rendered her speechless. After a few minutes, she began to move, lowering her leg and pulling her nightgown down slightly. *She’s coming back to reality and getting modest again,* Ryan thought with amusement. He also thought about their relationship and the deep trust they shared. He left her for a moment to search through a drawer. When he pulled out the handcuffs, he saw Mia’s smile fade. “Ryan, I…” she hesitated. “I don’t know…” He didn’t push her. He simply watched as the brief flash of fear in her eyes slowly turned into trust. Taking her hand, he led her to the bed and placed the handcuffs on the nightstand. Ryan gathered her body under his and made slow, tender love to her. Afterward, as he held her close, she asked why he had gotten out the handcuffs if he wasn’t going to use them. “Oh, I am going to use them, Mia,” he whispered, pulling her closer. “Just not tonight. Go to sleep now.” As she drifted off in his arms, Ryan smiled, already making plans for the next night.Slowly, Ryan lowered his mouth to her thighs as Mia spread her legs for him. He nipped at one thigh, then the other. To vary the sensation, he lightly licked and then kissed the same spots. Ryan moved higher and repeated the process. He smiled as he watched Mia slip the robe off her shoulders, followed by the straps of her nightgown. The sight of her bare breasts and hard nipples was a huge turn-on. He moved his mouth closer and gently blew on her smooth, hair-free lips. Above him, he heard her moan, then whisper, “Please, Ryan.” Her simple plea only enticed him to tease her more. He wanted her squirming against his mouth. Ryan knew he could make her, and Mia knew it too. He smiled as she held her breath, waiting anxiously for his next move. Ryan’s next move was to trace her puffy lips with his tongue. He slowly moved over the outside of her slit but didn’t go deeper. He took her hands in his and placed them over her breasts, using gentle pressure to coax her into massaging them. T
Ryan returned home from his weekly night out. It was his night to do whatever he wished, which usually meant hanging out with ‘the guys.’ This week, the guys had headed to the club to ogle at the women around them. Though Ryan enjoyed the night to unwind from his days full of classes, he often found excuses to head home when his friends were on their way to IHOP to sober up before calling it a night. When Ryan got home, he found his girlfriend curled up in bed, reading a book. Mia was facing away from the door. She gave him a brief smile as he came to the bed, stripping off everything but his boxers. He curled up beside her, wrapping his arm around her as he used his nose to move aside her semi-short reddish-brown hair so his lips could feel the delicate skin on her neck. He opened her robe and slid his hands over the silky fabric of her light blue nightgown. When his fingers plucked at her nipples, she brushed them away. "Don't you know there are better things to do in bed besides
He grabbed her waist, flipped her over and grabbed her boobs in a harsh grip while staying over her body and straddling her, "Michael!" Lila instantly gasped. Michael did not care about her surprise and moan. He palmed the milky boobs in a firm grip and squeezed them while his mouth descended down to attack them. He was not gentle. He did not want to be gentle. His finger and thumb pinched her nipple and his mouth found its way to bite and chew on the pink softness of each breast one after the other. "Stop, Michael." Lila screamed in agony and pleasure. Although she wanted him to continue devouring her, her body could not seem to decide if she liked the torcher that Michael was doing to her breasts or if she wanted to throw him off. Her hands uselessly tried to push him away from over her body, but her attempts were futile because Michael knew what he wanted from her. Michael did not care about the words that came out of Lila's mouth. His whole attention was on the task t
Michael entered inside his modernly beautiful room which was decorated with chocolaty and white color interior. That is where he saw his beautiful, brunette girlfriend sitting with her back against the headboard of the king sized bed in a sexy, bright red colored lingerie. The top of the lingerie was barely covering her big bosom. Her round, juicy tits were spilling out of the cotton cloth, the sweet pink areolas of her tits peeking out slightly and giving just a hint of the softness that she was hiding under the thin red cloth. A thin strap was straining against her milky white skin, turning her soft skin a light shade of red as it tried to hold the cloth together to her back. Upon seeing him enter the room, she straightened and got on her knees and hands on the bed, facing him, giving him a clear view of the valley between her boobs and what she had to offer. Michael's lips dried in thirst. His tongue came out to lick the dryness off but he knew that the thirst that she had i
Every word he said struck her hard and left her desperate for more. Sophie gasped and reached up, running a hand across the back of his head and drawing him down against her so they could kiss once more. She was greedy for his lips, and he indulged her. But lips weren't the only thing Devon was hungry for. His free hand met the exposed skin of her thigh and began to slide upward. The flat of his palm felt cool against her heated body, and soon Sophie could not continue the kiss at all for how the sensation of it made her squirm and twist."Devon," she breathed, lightheaded. The hand continued up until it reached the arch of her panties, and then his fingers followed the seam of the leg downward and inward."What is it, little girl?" he asked her, voice gritty and playful. Sophie made desperate little gasps. Devon's broad fingers traced inward and over the fabric covering her crotch. Then they dipped down further, putting just enough pressure so he could trace his finger between the va
The light switch flipped off. Already undressed, Sophie headed for her bed and curled up beneath her thick blankets. With gentle affection she slid her right hand down her chest and along her stomach until she pulled forward the end of the nightie to leave her lower body uncovered. The same hand tucked itself beneath her panties and traveled over her soft, smooth mound. A single finger dipped between the lips of her sex, and she began to stroke her clit with tiny, teasing motions.Already wet from the flirting at dinner and the fantasies of Devon's body beneath the African sky, Sophie's body was more than ready for her attention. The little nub she toyed with engorged quickly, and amplified pleasure swelled within. Devon and the silver hairs around his temple — would the hairs elsewhere on his body be greying from early aging? She imagined his chest and stomach, and what they might look like speckled with silver. How magnificent an experienced cock might look nestled in a dark patch o







