The room was plunged into darkness, the only light coming from the moon when I entered the bedroom. I could guess the shape of your body under the sheets. You were lying on your back, one arm over your eyes, as if the little light from the moon was bothering you. I left my shoes at the door, not wanting to wake up you, and headed to the bed.
I stood there, motionless for a minute, watching you sleep. I couldn’t keep a soft laugh from escaping my lips as I heard you lightly snoring; I would have to record that sound one day, since you never wanted to believe me when I told you that you snore! Without taking my eyes off you, I began to undress, shivering when the cool air brushed my skin.
Naked, standing at the foot of the bed, I hesitated, not knowing if I’ll be welcomed after the long day you had. After a few seconds of reflection, I decided that I had a long day too and deserved a treat, one that only you could provide.
Forgetting my hesitation, I climbed on the bed, crawling over your body slowly, brushing yours almost by accident, until my lips were resting on top of yours. You stirred in your sleep, your arms coming automatically around me without waking up, like an old habit. The feeling was calming, almost smoothing and my body rested on yours in a comfortable embrace.
But all too soon, it wasn’t enough and I needed to feel your skin on mine. The damn sheets were in the way. I reluctantly pulled them back so I could slip under the worrisome cloth and rub myself against your warm skin.
You lazily opened your eyes and stared at me, your gaze not quite focusing yet. After what seemed to be an eternity, you eyes gleamed in recognition. Much to my delight, a smile spread on your magnificent and lusty full lips. I could feel your cock hardening on my stomach, and I shifted a little to press my body more firmly against yours.
I lowered my head until my lips reached your shoulder, my tongue sticking out to taste your skin. Your scent invaded my nostril. I breathed deeply, combining my smell and my taste to fill me with your essence. Your hands travelled down my back, reaching my ass, squeezing it lightly, while your mouth followed the same pattern as mine.
We stayed there, enjoying the licking and nibbling, until you abruptly rolled on top of me, pinning me to the bed with a savage look on your face. The move startled me and I fought to catch my breath, totally taken by surprise.
“You should be ashamed of yourself. Waking me up when I was sleeping so deeply. And dreaming too…the most wonderful dream. I had you pinned on the bed and was savoring your sweet little pussy until you cried for mercy. I guess that I’ll have to make you pay for interrupting it… And I have an idea of what your punishment will be…”
My eyes widened at your statement, your words and your voice sending chills all over my skin. My body began to relax. I closed my eyes, putting my fate in your skilled hands and mouth.
Not wasting any time, you slowly began your descent along my body. Your tongue circled one of my nipples, lavishing it with all your expertise. You pinched lightly the other one between your fingers, just the way I like it. Your hands rested on my arms, forbidden me to move and my back arched to push my nipple further in your mouth. You raised your head so your eyes could meet mine and grinned at me.
“I’m going to release your arms, because I need to go down on you to quench my thirst. You are not allowed to move them. You’re going to endure whatever I’ll do to you, and you’re going to stay perfectly still. Is that clear?”
I faintly nodded, not trusting my voice at that moment, the thought of what you were going to do to me is overwhelming.
“Good. Now try to relax and enjoy. I know I will.”
You knelt between my legs, placing your hands on my knees to open them broadly, exposing my already dripping pussy to your sight. You stayed there, looking intensely while slowly licking your lips, giving me a glimpse of what this fantastic tool would do to me.
You finally lowered your head and your tongue began to draw every folds of my pussy. You started by intentionally avoiding my clit, triggering a series of moans of protest. You kept teasing me, not allowing your tongue to touch the part of my body that wanted the most to be touched. I could feel my orgasm willing to erupt but unable to reach its fulfillment and I groaned in frustration.
You finally took pity on be, and after a low rumble escaped your throat, your tongue came to rest on my clit. Not moving, just resting there to tease me a little longer. And then, very slowly, your tongue encircled my clit, licking it with gusto, like you were savoring the best meal of your life.
I knew I wasn’t allowed to move my arms, but I couldn’t help it, my hands went for my breasts, slightly grabbing them to enhance the pleasure you were already giving me. My head went back, my back arched as the long-awaited orgasm exploded, making me scream your name in a hoarse voice.