Slow Dance...The sensations I was having were ******* incredible.
I thought I was dreaming at first. I think because I had been dreaming about you. I had been dreaming about all the delicious things you were doing to me...and all the delicious things I was doing to you.
But somewhere along the way...I woke up. I was pulled from my dreamland very slowly...and very gently. I was so sleepy...and yet I didn't want all the amazing sensations to end. When I finally opened my eyes...I was looking straight into yours.
You leaned down to gently claim my mouth...and then you thrust into me. A groan emanated deep from inside me...and I arched my back in response to your powerful thrust. Oh my god! Nothing had ever felt this good...and I mean absolutely nothing.
Your body melted into mine...and I still couldn't get close enough to you. You raised up on your arms to change the angel of your thrust...and I didn't like the slight separation this movement caused. So I immediately hugged my upper body to yours...and my legs wrapped around your waist...as my feet locked into place. You were now supporting both your weight and my weight entirely...and as far as I was concerned...you weren't going anywhere that I wasn't going as well.
I suddenly felt my body being lifted...until I was sitting upright on top of you...with my legs straddled around your waist...and with your legs stretched out underneath me. My ***** was still very much connected to your ****...and I could feel you throbbing deliciously inside me.
I gasped in pleasure as you began thrusting upward into my very welcoming *****. I was so aroused...that every movement you made...no matter how small...was incredibly intense. We were both still drowsy...and this slow dance of small and powerful thrusts continued for awhile. We were making love...and we had all the time in the world.
Your chest hairs rubbed across my very swollen nipples...and your lips claimed mine in a marathon-like kiss. Because we were moving so slowly...our bodies were able to stay connected...including our lips. You feasted upon mine...and I feasted upon yours like we were starving. Every kiss and every tongue touch melted into the next one...to the point where we were breathing...and moaning...and tasting as one.
Eventually...I became inpatient...and I wanted more. I tucked my legs and rose up on my knees so that I could thrust down onto you harder. My juices were flowing so much by then...that every rise and fall onto your **** would make a very wet slurping noise. And each time I rose up...and then thrusted very hard back down onto your manhood...it would connect with my cervix in the most wonderful way.
My tempo increased to a frenzied pace...as I hugged myself to you...and I continued to ride you very hard and very fast. But you had other plans for us...and you didn't want to race to the finish line. So you placed your hands on my hips and slowed our dance down. You looked me in the eyes...and captured my soul. You then whispered into my ear, “Slow down Baby. We've got all night.” And I knew you were right...but self-control was not my strong suit at this moment.
Your hand then stole between us...as you sought out my ****. Your thumb connected with my ****...just as your mouth closed around a very swollen nipple. I screamed out in complete joy. You were stimulating me in all the right places...and it felt so ******* good.
I began to whimper and breath harder as my excitement grew...and you continued to hold us to this slower dance...prolonging both of our releases for as along as you possibly could. Your thumb continued to rub my **** in small delicious circles...and you continued to alternate between both breasts...teasing and sucking on my nipples until my letdown occurred...and a steady droplet of milk began to drip from my each of my very swollen breasts. You didn't miss a beat either...as you began drinking my milk...while you continued to make love to my body.
Just when I thought things couldn't possibly feel better...I felt my center begin to contract as a very powerful ****** finally arrived. I begged for you to keep doing what you were doing...and you did not disappoint. You rode the wave with me through multiple *******...coaxing as many out of my body as you possibly could.
Then...when I thought I was finished *******...you whispered into my ear that you were going to fill me up...and that's exactly what you did. You released your *** into my welcoming *****...thrusting and pumping as deep as you could possibly go. It was at that moment...that my body released it's final ******. My ***** grabbed a hold of your engorged ****...and milked every single drop of *** out of it...and then refused to let it go.
Our slow dance had slowly progressed to a fast dance...and then back down to a slow dance once again after we both had finally found our release. Eventually...the touches became less frantic and more soft...and the kisses became feather-like and sweet. We continued to rock slowly and gently...as we stayed joined together for as long as we could.
I then found myself being shifted back onto my back...and my legs immediately locked themselves around you...trying desperately to prolong our joining. You eventually slid to the side of me...hugging me to you...as my head fell naturally onto your shoulder...right where it was suppose to be.
And then we entered dreamland again. Only this time...we dreamed together...and in our dream we were still slow dancing.
KassieKat 46-50, F 27 Responses 9 May 15, 2011