Dixie
I feel his lips brush against mine, his soft lips gently brushing against mine as his moist, soft tongue penetrates into my warm mouth. As we kiss passionately and lovingly, I sense joy rising in my previously lonely soul. His arms wrap themselves around my freezing, aching body, warming it and making me feel safe and cherished. I felt so cherished and at ease under his warm embrace. I sensed the chemistry of spirits being drawn together, as well as the way my pulse beats quickly in response to his touch, and only his touch.
My body trembled in response to his touch, and his stare sent shivers down my spine. When he admired me as if I were a work of art, I felt protected. We eventually parted lips, and as I arch my head back, exposing my neck, I felt his lips gently kissing my neck. A little moan of pleasure escapes my lips as he slowly licks at my neck, and I feel his gentle moist and warm kisses trail down from my ear to my collarbone. Nothing could ever compare to the sense of being cared for and gently by him.
I reach out and run my fingers through his silky, touchable hair, stroking the back of his neck while he kisses my neck. As he softly plays with my right, I feel his tongue flick across my left nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking it. As I feel them hardening to his delicate touch, I feel a surge of joy in my soul. As his tongue touched my most sensitive parts, my soul rose. Making love to my professor attracted and delighted me.
"More...please...," I gasp out as he plays with my nipples, letting them turn rock hard and sticking straight up. The sensation was too good to not beg for more and what was more exciting, I know he wouldn't refuse me.
He smiled at me without responding as he began licking my stomach and bathing it with warm saliva. He gently touches around my thighs with one of his hands. I mutter softly, longing for him to reach out and touch me, to feel me... As he continued licking my stomach and massaged my thighs, I felt my moisture flow. There's an enticing pull in the air. In my heat, I craved his touch.
"Please don't stop..." I pleaded. "Please touch me..." I felt the pleasure of his touch and warmth become stronger as I got closer to him. I extended my legs a little wider and felt his moist tongue flash across my clitoral area. With all of this pleasure, my body was bursting at the seams. The sensation of his moist tongue flicking my clit like a light switch turning on and off.
I moaned loudly, begging with him to go on. My wetness was excessive due to the intensity of the pleasure... I begin to inhale deeply, a warm sensation filling my body as it pervades my spirit and thoughts, emerging from my clit. "Lick me harder...," I gasp as he does so, eliciting such a strong reaction in me that I began trembling and twitching uncontrollably as I approached. His tongue felt great... soft and moist... I'm starting to feel more and more warm...
I gasp out loudly, feeling my body move beyond my control, feeling myself shake so violently that I feel his hands clutching my thighs to keep him from losing his footing. As my muscles finally relaxed, the tremendous warmth of the pleasure exploded, and a warm, happy haze spread across my entire body.
He smiled at me when he finally raised his head to see my fatigued but happy state, and my pussy juices were still glistening on his lips and face. This was more beautiful than any other garden he'd ever shown me. For hours, I just wanted him to do unquestionable things to me.
"Are you okay?" he says as he settles down next to me, pulling me once again in his arms.
"I'm better than ever." With my clit still throbbing, I hugged tightly as my energy returned, his warm skin against mine warming me up.
As his face approached mine, he gently rubbed my back. And I taste myself on his lips once again as our lips come together as one. Our tongues and lips play a gentle game of tag with one other, tasting each other's mouths and feeling each other's warmth and tenderness. My heart flooded with love as we kissed passionately and lovingly... As we kiss, I softly cradle his face in my hands, pushing him closer to me. I drank his kisses like water, as if I were lost in the desert and his kisses were the only source of water. They had been. They were the life-giving water for my soul that I had been in desperate need of. It was his love.
I felt one of his hands gradually travel down and lightly brush my dampness as we kissed. He stroked my femininity with the liquid that smeared over my entrance. I could live like this forever because he did it so tenderly and kindly. My juices were still pouring and dripping on the bed when I woke up. He slowly broke from the kiss and looked me in the eyes. "Do you want it?"
I've never been a fan of slow or basic sex, but I have to give it to Noah. He adds value to everything. There's nothing. "Please have your way with me," I beg.
"Oh I will," he growled.
He lifts me into a sitting position and then lies down on his back, his hardness sticking straight up, as it had been for some time. I lean forward and flick my head over the tip before swallowing the entire head and sucking hard on it. As he moans, I feel him throb in my mouth. As I lick him, I look up and notice that his eyes are locked on mine. I give him a warm grin and lock eyes with him in a deep, loving glance. I take more of him into my lips, soaking him in preparation for the upcoming torment.
"You're such a perfect baby," he exclaims, appreciating my efforts. This was by far the finest sex I've ever had.
His dick was shiny and wet from my saliva after a few minutes, hard as ever, and throbbing ever so slightly. I carefully climb on top of him while he grabs my hips to keep me from falling over.
"It's so big," I grunt, my lips open apart as I try to swallow the member.
I finally felt the head inside me after a lot of pressure. As tears welled up in my eyes, I felt the ache of my stiffness spread apart. He reaches for my head, pulls me against him, and gently kisses my lips, caressing my back slowly to reduce the intensity of the pain. I groan softly over his lips, partially because of the sudden powerful sensation I'm experiencing, and partly because I'm in pain. I can feel my own weight pressing down on his dick, and I can sense more entering my cramped space. I continued kissing him, attempting to ignore the excruciating pain in my hole.
But I felt so cherished, so complete... I'd never experienced such an intense yet mild sensation before. I felt his entire dick inside me after a while of getting used to every nudge. I felt so lively, so full. I sit back up and glance down, seeing myself completely filled, as we eventually pull apart in our kiss. My eyes seem to be about to fall out of their sockets.
He gasps, "God, you're so tight..."
Because the mild ache was still present, I nod at him. I slowly clench my teeth, waiting for it to stop. I placed his hands on my hips and slowly eased off once I got acclimated to the fullness inside me, but the following minute I slid him deeper inside me. Riding him was a new experience, but it was enjoyable. I'm sure I won't be able to hold this position for long.
As he feels my warm pussy surrounding his rock hard cock, I increase my speed, feeling my walls grip hard on his dick. His head is thrown back in a feeling of intense pleasure. I keep feeling him press against my intenseness, and I keep feeling so full. As I bounced up and down on his lap, I looked down on his face and stared deeply into his eyes. My breasts jiggled like jello as the up and down movement shook them. As we both gasp and groan in the incredible pleasure that neither of us has ever had with each other, I felt his hips gently rise to join my rhythm. My wetness drips over his dick, wetting it until it's slick and sticky, making it easier to enter into my tightness.
While his hands remain on my hips, I reach down and rub my clit area with one hand as I feel him slipping in and out. As I felt the warmth of his juice explode within my pussy, I almost screamed with delight. I collapse against him, tired, his dick still lodged in my stomach.
We kissed passionately, he smoothing sweat off my back as I felt his lips on mine once again. I could still feel his bigness inside my warm tightness while we kissed, but we were both exhausted. We are still connected while we lie together. Still one and the same. We are one, always and forever, as one. We weren't two separate bodies, but rather one. As though they were one soul, one body. I've never felt so close to or connected to anyone before, and I sigh happily in his arms.
He murmurs to me, "Was that gentle enough?" as he softly caresses my warm, silky skin.
"Yes."
"All right, let's get some rest." And with that, his lips meet mine in a passionate kiss once more. Tonight would be one of the most memorable nights of my life.