Archives for 19 November 2008
Bootyful ebony got pimped
booty got pimped
After turning on MTV, we put the couch to good use. Something
about her cut-off’s had always been a turn on for me. When she
put her legs up on my lap, it seemed only natural that I massage
them, much as I had earlier that day. This time, as her legs
parted, I could see the inner folds of her womanhood peeking out
at me.
Leaning over her, I place gentle kisses on her neck, letting my left
hand explore her breast with more urgency. Taking control of my roaming
and, she moved it downward, where the cutoff’s she wore met the tanned
skin of her thighs.
Pulling her half shirt up my other hand, I swallowed her left
nipple, rubbing her mons through the gap left where the top
of her shorts met that beautifully exposed tummy. She pulled her
legs up, allowing me to swing one leg off the couch.
I knelt on the floor next to her while one hand worked at the
buttons of her shorts, the other moving her bangs off her forehead
and tracing lines along her face.
Breaking contact, I looked up and saw her eyes looking into
mine, half a question there waiting to be answered. Less
than four strides separated me from the kitchen.
Within a minute I was back, honey in hand, to find she’d
dealt with the barrier between my desire to taste her again.
Setting the honey on the back of the couch, I crawled down
between her legs, nuzzling her hand with my nose as I inhaled
the scent of her desire. Yielding to my unspoken request,
she pulled back, grasping my head with the hand so soon
before denying the pleasure she knew I’d seek.
Placing a kiss on each thigh near the limits I’d been able
to reach with suntan oil earlier that day, I moved forward
to kiss her tummy as I drew one finger slowly up between the
folds of her lips, drawing the moisture up to her clitorous.
Rubbing just above, and working around and down each side of
the hood protecting her sensitive button, I moved to kneel
once again on the floor beside her.