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"Dancing the night away"
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"Dancing the night away" It had been a great evening out, quite an adventure. Dancing, lots of dancing. Some drinking, but many laughs and so much fun. The young lovers had really enjoyed each others company and they didn't want their night to end. Leaving the club and discovering the heavy rain, they hugged close together. Thinking it was probably too wet now to stay out longer, they hurried off towards their hotel. It was a dark night, a black sky, and everything was wet. Huddling in an alleyway, they got some shelter from the wind and rain, but it still poured and dripped off the buidling above them. It was colder than expected, and the woman snuck her hands inside the mans jacket for extra warmth, pulling the two of them closer. Somehow the wet was refreshing his lovely cologne around his neck and face, and as she clung to him in the rain she nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck and breathed deeply. The man returned the embrace by putting his arm around her shoulders and stroking her wet hair, kissing her head gently and cuddling her tightly. As he looked down into her eyes, their lips met, and they stayed in a warm lingering smooch. The water fell in a steady trickle from high above them, dripping and splashing their faces, their hair, their clothes. It was a heavy, clingy rain that seemed to go right to the skin, but there was something magical about this. The dark, the rain, the subdued street lighting; it was strangely romantic, and the lovers drank deeply from each others mouths, lost in the moment. Their hands stroked each others faces, held and tugged at clothes, and once inside pressed against hot skin. It was several minutes before the pair broke the kiss, and by now both of them were soaked through. "Come on", the man said, "Let's get back to the warmth of the hotel", and they hurried off hand-in-hand. That kiss had triggered something inside of them and they could feel those butterflies rising again within. Both of them wanted out of the rain and into the warm privacy of their hotel room, and they knew what they wanted... Once at the hotel, they bundled themselves into alift and sent it on its way, grateful for a few more minutes alone to kiss and fondle each other. They paused brielfy, locking eyes and breathing heavily; the unasked question on each others lips that didn't need answering. "I want to go down on you, to taste you...", breathed the man first, and the woman took his head in her hands. Whispering gently in his ear she replied "Mmmm yes, but I want you to warm me up and do your Tantric massage on me first... make me cum with your fingers". (ding!) The lift slid open and the lovers tottered out, across the corridor to their room, and desperately fumbled for their key. Once inside, they quickly closed the door and dropped their jackets where they had come in, turning at last to face each other in the intimacy of their suite. The man pulled the wet hair from her eyes and tucked it behind her ear, trickes of water running down her face. Both of them were soaked to the skin and their wet clothes clung to them, highlighting every curve. The man admired the fullness of her breasts through her<b> damp </font></b>top, and she could see the hardness in his trousers poking through. He pulled her close and their lips met gently, then firmly, his hands searching the wet folds of her clothes for buttons and clasps. Lifting her arms up he slid her top over her head and off, discarded to the floor. Unfastening her trousers, he let them slowly slide down to her ankles, and as he lowered down with them he kissed her teasingly on her underware, licking briefly at her pubic mound. She shuddered with eyes closed at his touch but composed herself to help step out of her trousers and socks. Cuddling her close again he stroked her hair, then unfastened her bra, gently pulling it away and gasping as her perfect breasts bobbed free and presented themselves. He stroked each one in turn and kissed her fully again. His hands now sliding down her back, pulling her against his straining cock through his trousers. His fingers slipping down her underware, sliding it down round her buttocks to the floor. He stood back in awe of her stunning figure and paused for a moment to admire her body, her curves, her delights. "Now, undress me..." he finally said. The woman stepped towards him with 'those eyes' she always made when she was highly aroused, and kissed him squarely on the jaw. She moved round his throat and neck, removing buttons from his shirt at the same time. She pulled at it, opening the front, exposing his chest, and her hands probed and stroked his firm pectorials. She sighed a breath as she touched and stroked him, feeling the curves of his muscle and twirling her fingers through his slight hair. Leaving the base of his shirt still tucked into the waist of his trousers, she pushed back the shirt, pulling it down over his shoulders onto his arms, and pinning them back. She marvelled at his chest, and began kissing it and teasing his nipples with little licks and sucks, causing him to flinch and twist. "Aaaaah I'd forgotten about that weak spot", he squirmed... "Yes, and I've found it for you too", she giggled, followed by "But I'm not done yet.." With her long white nails she began tracing a figure-eight around each of his nipples, then around his pectorials, and down towards his stomach. He gasped and giggled, finding it so sensitive and arousing too. It was all so different being tickled on bare skin than through clothes. "And what are you giggling at big boy? Hmmm? Let's see where he's hiding, shall we?" At that, she dug deep in the top of his trousers and into his shorts, grabbing his erection and marvelling at its hardness, its thickness. The woman wrestled his trousers open and pulled his cock into view, letting his garments fall to the floor. She cradled it, rubbing it's length and reached up to kiss the man fully on the mouth, to which he moaned at her dexterity. His heart beat faster in anticipation as she lowered herself down to her knees, cradling his balls in both hands. She licked gently round his thick head and teased its rim making him flinch at the touch. Her hands were warm as she caressed his shaft, but it was those lips that he remembered kissing so well that made his knees weak as their hot softness slowly slid down over his firm hardness... But the man stopped her there. "Let me remind you that this night is all about you...", and he took her by her hand and lead her to the bed. His cock ached for her to continue but for now her pleasure was more important. He encouraged her to lie face down on the bed, and clambered up to lean over her, his hands beginning to work their magic over her neck, shoulders and back, making patterns and shapes of relaxation down her torso. He rubbed and kneaded her skin and she moaned softly as the burdens of the day disappeared. He moved his focus to her arms, and then to her feet, making his way back up her legs to her inner thighs and buttocks. He admired her body and leant down over her to cuddle her in a spoon, his still firm cock trailing down between her legs and beneath her buttocks. The heat from his cock was incredible and the woman parted her legs enough for his cock to slip against her pussy. She wanted it, but wasn't quite ready to let it inside her yet. Just for a moment however, she wriggled her hips to let it rub across her opening, so he could feel how wet she was. Smiling, he helped her roll over and get comfortable, stroking her hair. He knelt beside her, leaning forward to begin the massage across the front of her shoulders and chest, working down both arms again, stroking out each hand and fingers also. He returned to her chest making downward strokes with his palms across her breasts, the fronts, the sides, across her pert nipples, and underneath. He leant over, licking each nipple in turn, sucking it and biting gently to tease her, then blowing lightly across the wet, making her shiver and squirm as her senses went wild. Rubbing them down and round, he drew his hands down and round her stomach. From under her breasts to her tummy button and navel, he continued alternating the walking hand action on her skin, occationally kissing her there, until eventually he plunged his tongue into her tummy button, and sucked on her skin. He continued as she moaned and squirmed, although changed to move to her legs again and worked his way down by her hips to her feet, giving them a really good soothing after all that dancing. He worked her calf muscles and thighs, kneading the muscle and parting her legs as he clambered across to kneel between them, this time stroking either side of her pubic mound. The womans pussy and thighs glistened with trickling juice and he leaned down and trailed his tongue around her legs and loins. His mouth embraced her pussy opening and sucked fully on her labia, whilst pushing his wet tongue inside her opening. "I want you wet, very wet", he whispered, and now with his tongue at work on her, the woman's pussy was swollen and throbbing for more. He raised her knees and brought her legs up a little, before massaging her clitoris with his thumb. Slowly and firmly, he alternated between here and her pubic mound and navel again, working back and forth and asking her to clench and hold her pc muscles as he pressed firmly on her navel, then gently stirred around her lips again with his thumb. Her labia were swollen and he gently rubbed each side with his thumb and index finger to encourage hightening, causing her to call out as she tensed and released. The time was ready for the first Yang position of the White Tiger Tantra and he cupped her pussy opening with his palm, yet with his middle and forefingers extended, which he inserted into her and begin rubbing against her clitoris, penetrating her lips, slowly stimulating her awakening. When he felt her relaxing more, he made a fist and extended his index finger and middle finger to point into her opening. The man reached as far back inside her as she was comfortable with and he brought his fingers up and back towards him inside her, to stimulate her g-spot. He was making little circles, massaging her from the inside and making little figure 8s inside her, then pulling forward again before changing hand position. He was stimulating her g-spot, the inner walls of her vagina, and her labia were wide and wet. She moaned and called out, reaching for his hand as it pleasured her. From deep inside, she begin to feel the first waves of climax rising and the man encouraged her to keep her breathing steady, turning his hand over and encouraging her first cum squirt to flow. It pulsed as the waves of orgasm hit her and she gasped and writhed on the bed, her hips thrusting againt his hand, and as she came he stroked her breasts and nipples with his other palm, maintaining her all over sensitivity. The man now inserted three fingers into her love and started making rolling motions that rubbed your inner walls and continued her rise to the next climax. The bed sheets were soaking and as she came again and again releasing all her pent up stresses and unrealised sexual energy, they embraced and kissed fully, passionately. He finally covered her with his body, fingering her gently to tease out the last of her ripples and bring her down slowly from her emotional explosion. The lovers continued their embrace with their hot and sweaty bodies clining together, kissing and stroking each others hair and faces, gazing into each others eyes. They lingered, there enjoying the calm of the moment, which allowed them to catch their breath. The man playfully kissed her on her neck and ears, and she squirmed slightly, giggling. They exchanged little tickles and strokes down each others sides and their bodies wriggled together. He kissed her again round her neck and collar bones and changed his position on top of her to slide down, and continue teasingly kissing her skin, working his way down to her chest where he burrowed his face between her breasts. Cupping each breast, he give her perky nipples some attention; sucking deeply and then more gently, nibbling slightly and flicking them with his tongue. He made swirling patterns around her nipples and licked all over her firm breasts. The woman surrendered fully to his touches and moaned softly to herself as he moved down to her stomach, plunging his tongue into her tummy button. She gasped as he licked it out and gently blew cool breath over her skin. Giving her breasts one last stroke, he kissed a trail down lower and lower, across her pubic mound and kissed her fully on her warm wet pussy lips... Her whole body shuddered and she let out a whimper of approval, her own hands now upon her breasts, squeezing and rubbing them, pinching her nipples and massaging their rings. She squeezed her eyes tight shut and begged him not to stop. The man's breath teased her flesh as he explored her, his mouth dancing around her inner thighs sparking twitches of erogenous energy that consumed her. As he kissed her upper legs, his hands rubbed and squeezed her; his thumbs massaging her skin in concentric circles. He trailed his wet tongue in a slow rainbow around her body, and she glistened now with a mixture of her own cum juice and his saliva. He could taste her, so sweet and fresh, and he lapped at her loins sending pleasure through her. His tongue now probed her outer lips, so succulent and full, and he swirled it up and round across her clitoris. She was panting in short, quick breathes now, the build up of excitement coming upon her again. She felt his tongue enter her slowly and begin a gentle rocking in and out, and with every push and pull her breathing seemed to match his motion. She was absorbed, and trembled at every stroke, a fire rising from deep within her. His tongue and mouth worked their magic, caressing her gently, then sucking on her labia and outer lips, and as he licked at her clitoris he inserted a finger deep inside her. The woman cried out as the waves of climax flowed over her again, and again; her cum rushing down over the mans face in a sweet and salty reward for his hard work. Her release excited him and he rubbed at his cock, ensuring its stature. He was so turned on by her pleasure and he enjoyed nothing more than seeing her face and body lost in the moment when they made love. He licked her pussy again, in upward strokes from her lower opening, upward to her clitoris, her lips wide and welcoming. Leaning above her now, he took his member and rubbed it against her thighs, around her groin, across her lips. Her skin was warm and wet, and he slid its head in her cum juice and rubbed gently against her opening. Her pussy was hot and soft against his skin and he probed against her, nuzzling her with the end. Their eyes connected, and they kissed in firm deep passion as he entered her fully up to his length. She gasped at his girth, pulling him in close, clasping at his shoulders, and wrapping her legs behind him. They rocked with each other, him thrusting into her, and her bucking her hips up receive him, and the lovers began a rhythm that would take them higher still. They clutched at each other, rolling and shifting, kissing and chewing lips and ears, biting at shoulders and scratching backs, until both lovers vigorously came in an explosion of energy. Exhausted, the couple lay gasping on their backs, then eventually turned to cuddle in a spoon embrace. They whispered between themselves and squeezed each other tight, relishing the closeness and intimacy as they lay in the darkness in each others arms. |
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