Merry Christmas Lover
I'm not sure what kind of sight I am, but I wrapped myself up just for you lover. A red silk negligee and red lace panties, nothing else but me under the tree, your gift. I wait for you to come join me on this beautiful Christmas morning. The sun streams through the windows and the fire is lit.
I watch your smile appear as you walk in the door, a smile that shines with immediate desire. Your bare feet pad over to me softly and you kneel beside me. Fingers run through my hair and our lips me. Sweetly and softly, our mouth s touch. A whispered good morning in a soft embrace. Your hand takes mine and we move to the fire. A warm, crackling fire, perfect for this morning. We lay then, side by side, running our hands over each other, smiling into each other's eyes. Our lips meet again as our bodies touch. warm and inviting. My thigh slips over yours and we pull closer. Your hand slips over my bottom and you tug me closer against your hardening cock.
Soft fingers slip under the silk finding the underside of my breasts. Soft butterfly touches caress me, making my body tremble. Kissing you deeper, my back arches, needing more of your touch. You find me then, your deft fingers moving over my nipples, stroking them gently, feeling them harden for you. I gasp softly as your lips move from mine. They tease my jaw, kissing, licking, moving down to the hollow of my neck, brushing your tongue over it, tasting me.
Silk moves up as your mouth moves down. Warm kisses brush over my breasts. Your tongue so sweet and loving. Your mouth so merciless. You tease me, seduce me, pleasure me... I let go to you. Hands push me back as I feel the weight of your body over me, slipping between my thighs. Your tongue circles my nipple causing me to gasp again. I need you.
Hands move up my arms, gently pulling them from you. I protest softly but don't fight. Fingers slide up my arms, pushing them over my head to rest against my hair. A firm yet soft motion and I know to leave them there. Deft hands move back down my sides, brushing again over the swell of my breasts. Your tongue follows and it trails down over my belly button.
Leaning back n one elbow, you look up at me and smile. Fingertips brush over my belly and tease along my panties. I smile back, bringing my hand up to run through your hair and down your cheek. Your lips kiss my palm and I let it rest above my head again. Smiling still you lean down and kiss me through my panties, moving lower with each touch, nuzzling into me. Ever so gently your fingers tug at the sides of my panties, little by little, kissing each patch of skin revealed, finally sliding them all the way off. You pause momentarily, looking at me, desire filling you.
A small kiss again and your tongue slips along me. The warm wetness of you causes me to gasp. Such pleasure runs over me. I moan a little and let my thighs spread wider for you. You take me then, you tongue delving into me, pushing in to taste my wetness. Your fingers find my clit and circle it lightly, knowing how I like to be touched, loving touching me.
Finding my wetness, your fingers slide inside me, one, then two, stroking me as my hips push up to meet you. My body purrs with every movement, every touch, every kiss. Your tongue slides over my clit, licking and sucking me. Hungrier now, you know what you want. You want me to come for you. You need me to come for you. A third finger slide inside and they curl forward, stroking me in the spot I love so much. You tongue doesn't slow and i gasp again. My hips buck up to meet you, wanting you deeper, wanting more.
Your other hands slides across my belly again, back under the silk to find my breast. Pinching my nipple, you tongue works over my clit, around and around. I feel the heat moving through me. My body tenses. My hands come down to your hair and I pull you closer to me, grinding into you.
"Come for me," you look up at me and say. You know I love that, to have you ask me to come for you. You know that pushes me there, to the edge. I feel you smile against me. "Come for me..."
I push my hips to you as your fingers slide in and out of me, my wetness dripping down them. I feel myself letting go. I feel myself start to cum. You groan as a splash of wetness moves over your fingers and my cunt tighten around you. "Come for me," I replay in my head and I comply. My body trembles as my orgasm washes over me. I cry out your name as I come for you. My cunt pulses hard around your fingers as your other hand cups my ass to bring me closer to you. Your tongue slows, but still gently circles me. Slowly letting me down, letting me bask in the moment.
Soft smiling lips kiss up my belly and over my breasts. They kiss up my neck to meet my waiting mouth. Your tongue meets mine in a long sensual kiss so I can taste me on you, your body resting against mine, your fingers lazily tracing over my wet curls, stopping very so often to slip back inside me. A gentle sigh escapes from me as I run my hands over you, your body which brings me such pleasure. I press myself closer to feel you against me, to let your warmth envelope me, relishing the sensations, enjoying our closeness. Breaking our kiss, I smile at you again and whisper, "Merry Christmas, lover..."