I’m always instantly relaxed when he rubs my feet. We have no words tonight; we just enjoy the swirl of the tub and look up at the stars, happy to be home.
When we towel off in the room he finds me putting lotion on my legs, propping each one up on the edge of the bed. He comes up behind me to put some on my back starting a nice slow massage. Then he gets in the bed and pats between his legs asking me to come sit between them. I love when he’s in this lazy sexy mood. I put on a deep purple nightie and climb in. I love the feel of him touching me through my clothes. I lean back into him and feel that he’s already hard for me, God I love that! The back massage doesn’t last because in this position he’s got to go straight for my tits and I have to angle my head back for a kiss. I love the contrast of his soft lips and scruffy goatee and I need to have more of him.
Our making out becomes feverish and he reaches one hand up to grab my neck, pushing my jaw up towards him. It's slightly painful and I like it; I can feel my pussy dripping. He reaches a hand down and glides it across me, “Oh you’re so wet” he says. I just nod within his grasp and moan in response. I’ve got my body at a slight angle now so I can run my hand between us and find his swollen cock head. Oh, this gets me so hot for him. We keep making out with him sitting behind me until I think I will die if I don’t turn myself around and sit on his hardon. He’s got me pinned to his mouth with one hand on my neck and the other pinching and flicking my left nipple. The sensation goes straight to my clit. He reads my mind at the same moment and says “Do you want to sit on me?” I'll never know how he reads me like that. I can’t turn around fast enough, but when I do I see that gorgeous hard cock and decide I must have it in my mouth first; the oral fixation I have lately won’t let it go. On my knees between his legs, I start by rubbing my large tits over him slowly up and down bringing his dick into my cleavage. He puts his head back resting into my touch and mentions how warm my tits are. Then my head goes down and I take him in, just the tip at first with my breasts still surrounding the base of his cock and his balls. I take him in all the way to the base and he moans for me. My nightie is too long, so I reach back and pull it up over my ass so he can see it up in the air. In just a few long, deep strokes I feel his cock harden even more; he likes the view and my need to sit on him returns.
I climb up on him and he wants to use his hands to guide his cock in. I tell him “No hands” and bat him away. When I’m this wet I love the feel of rubbing my pussy juices all over his shaft, teasing him until I finally let the tip find my opening and slide down onto him. The moan he makes when I first sit on him is such a turn on. The tables are turned now and I have him pinned down underneath me. I feel his hands on my hips and ass so gentle, almost an afterthought, but I want more and I grab his hands and make him squeeze me tight. He takes this as initiative to start pulling me down onto him harder and harder. I grab the headboard and realize for the first time that the decoration up there is a nice handle. It gives me the leverage I need to really fuck him. It’s not long at all and he says to me “Damn you! ...Fuck!” over and over. I’ve really got him now and I am so pleased with myself. I love making him curse me. I’m on the verge of my own orgasm but I can’t let it go because I am enjoying watching his so much. He writhes and bucks beneath me and I feel his hot cum fill me up so deliciously I smile devilishly to think of it.