Loading...Today is her birthday and Tim has waited a long time for this surprise. He intends to make this a birthday to remember. All day long he has been planning and preparing things for their special night. The picnic basket is packed with a lovely bottle of wine, cheese, crackers, fruit and her favorite chocolates. Tim remembered the chocolates, the little smooth ones that melt so delicately in your mouth.
The blanket is ready too, down filled and so soft and thick; the perfect blanket to lie upon under the stars. Smiling to himself he puts the birthday preparations in the car and decides it is time to pick her up.
Vanessa is a strong, independent woman. This water cooler affair has been leading up to an explosion for several months. She has been the aggressor, sending Tim the messages of a sensual, provocative woman. Their affair has been mapped out for awhile, tempting their minds and bodies. He has let her take the lead in all of their discreet little moments together, but has decided it is time to take matters into his own hands. Both of them are ready for the next step in their relationship, just waiting to see who will make the definite first move. The die was cast, the table set when he asked her to dinner yesterday. Tim has been thinking about this night and all that it entails for weeks.
She knows he’s married, she cares, but she doesn’t. All her life Vanessa has gone after what she desires and this desire for Tim is no different. Working her way up to this executive position has been difficult and laced with its own set of problems. She is at the top now and happy, but there is an excitement lacking in her every day life and she needs adventure and desire and passion to fill her emptiness. Vanessa didn’t think he would ever make the move to ask her out, she was prepared to make the move herself, and suddenly yesterday he asked her to dinner.
The date falling on her birthday never occurred to her. She knew she was ready for this experience. Every time she spoke to him, stood near him, brushed him in the office aisle, she knew. Sparks flew every time they innocently touched each other, and lately she had thrown caution to the wind and found ways to touch Tim. At the elevator, in the copy room, passing the water cooler; it’s funny how people react to the water cooler, how they stand and talk and pass a few moments together. Reaching out to brush his hand as he reaches for a cup; watching his face as she brings her own cup to her lips to drink. Noticing that his eyes linger on those lips for just a few seconds longer than they should. Vanessa is aware of her sexual power and in tune with her body; she knows just how to move to entice a man.
Tim knows he’s playing a dangerous game with Vanessa, and in his mind he understands that there may be consequences, but damn the consequences. He doesn’t think he has ever wanted a woman as badly. She has tempted him to the point of torture and the time has come to sate his desire for her. He is afraid he will not be able to get enough of her luscious body, he thinks about her night and day. Waking in the middle of the night with his body aching to feel her beside him; there is no doubt that she wants him, she has made that clear. Just thinking about her makes him hard and ready to feel her beneath him, on top of him, wrapped all around him. Torture does not come anywhere close to the feelings she ignites within his body and mind. Vanessa’s strength and determination have been like an aphrodisiac to his entire being. He wants to find her vulnerability, she must have one, something that he hasn’t seen or heard in her.
Vanessa has spent the day halfheartedly doing her work, she is aware that she has been preoccupied with thoughts of the man that her body desires. In her mind she can see the two of them naked and entwined in a passionate embrace; Hands and lips wandering quickly and urgently along each other. Waiting for this has made the longing to touch him even stronger than she thought possible. Pleasure awaits them tonight and she intends to take full advantage of Tim’s willing body. Her thoughts are on all the places on his body she longs to touch, kiss, taste and feel upon her own skin. “I know what I want and I know how to get it.” Startled, Vanessa realizes she has said these words to herself, out loud.
Smiling slyly at her outburst, she feels her hands go to her hips as if they have a will of their own. Running her hands across her buttocks she imagines Tim’s there and sighs deep in her throat. “Oh yes, my man I have plans for your luscious body tonight.”
Smiling to herself at this statement, she walks to the window to look out on the fading day, knowing that he will soon be here.
Traffic is horrible, he thinks to himself. I have to get there, I have to see her, inhale her scent, touch her, hold her body next to mine and make love to her. Tim is aching with need for Vanessa. Forcing himself to go slowly and make it to her safely, he thinks about this woman that has put desire and need back into his life. She is aggressive, determined, willful, exotic, strong and beautiful. Vanessa is all the things in life that Tim is. Sensuality comes from within her and blazes uncontrollably. He wonders if she is aware of her raw sexuality, she must be as she wields it like a majestic banner; A banner which reads, Passion, Desire, Mystery, Control, Heat and Destiny.
Tim understands that there is no turning back, this is the woman he has desired all of his life. Determination sends him forward to her, bringing them closer with each moment.
Vanessa is not a vain woman, but she takes pride in her physical beauty. Hair that is long and silky soft, blonde waves upon waves; she moves her head and sees her reflection in the wall mirror that encompasses one wall of her office; A tool that she finds quite effective in dealing with clients. They are able to see themselves as well as her when they interact on a business meeting. She gazes at her form in the mirror and smiles with satisfaction, she has been dressing the part of an executive for years, but Vanessa pulls it off with style, grace and an understated sensuality.
Some would say hers is a classic beauty, but there is more to it than what meets the eye. Warmth, charm and an animal quality comes across when she walks into a room. Soft, smooth evenly toned skin, glows with the beauty that comes from within the woman. All woman, she looks at her breasts, small, pert and perfectly shape, no need for a bra, yet propriety demands one. The one she is wearing now made of silk and lace.
Strong, Sexy and alluring, are the words that come to mind when a man lays eyes upon Vanessa. She slowly runs her hands across her breasts and feels her nipples react, thinking to herself that only one other touch could feel better. Tim, the light of desire lights in her eyes as she thinks of him, knows that soon he will be here. She wonders what he has in mind for them this evening. He told her casual and easy, and so it will be.
Tim pulls into the office parking deck and looks at his watch, only moments to spare as he turns off the ignition of the car. She will be down soon; they are meeting in the lobby of the office complex. He can feel his pulse rise as he walks to the elevator. Almost time, almost on his way to ecstasy. These feelings are tearing him apart and he wants only to fulfill the desire and passion burning in his body and mind. Their time has come and he intends to make the most of the opportunity fate has given him. He can feel the blood beating in his veins and the waiting to see her is almost a sweet torture.
Looking at her watch, Vanessa sees that it is 6:30, time to meet him. Time to fulfill the longing she feels tingling in her body. Hours of pleasure await her a few floors down and she has made a date with destiny. Glancing once again in the mirror, she takes stock of her image. From her handbag she takes a small bottle of perfume and dabs little dots behind her ears, between her breasts and on her wrists. Breathing in the scent that she knows he is so fond of. Sex in a bottle should be the name; she thinks and laughs to herself. Bending down she lifts her pants leg and touches the skin unencumbered by hose to feel the silky smoothness. Yes she is ready to meet him, body, mind and soul.
Tim is waiting in the lobby for the elevator to bring her down to him. He is waiting as patiently as his body will allow, but it seems to be taking a lifetime. Glancing at the numbers in red above the elevator door he sees that it is descending. With eyes filled with longing he watches as the door opens and his breath catches in his throat at the sight of Vanessa walking out.
She is dressed to kill, long, blonde hair swaying as her legs bring her to him. He notices the slight smile playing on her luscious lips, and the fact that she has opened the top two buttons on her blouse does not escape his notice. He can see the outline of her breasts underneath the silk. Help me, he thinks, she has removed her bra on the way down and her nipples are at full attention pressing against the soft fabric of her blouse. Tim licks his lips in anticipation and it does not go unnoticed by Vanessa’s searching, sexy green eyes. Her smile deepens as she looks at Tim. In return he smiles at her under hooded eyes.
They walk to each other with those sexy, warm smiles on their faces. As he reaches her she raises a hand to his face not caring if anyone notices the easy caress. Vanessa runs her fingers across his cheek and stops at his lips. Tim looks into her lovely green eyes and gently kisses the tip of her fingers. Wrapping his warm, moist lips around one and drawing it into his mouth.
Vanessa’s smile deepens as she feels the heat coming from his sexually charged tense body. The interaction lasts only seconds but it is all the fuel needed to spur them both into action.
At this point there are few words and actually no needs for them as their bodies are doing all the communicating that is necessary. Walking hand in hand to Tim’s car they can feel the tension mounting. He walks to the passenger side of the car with her and opens the door. A little surprised by this courteous gesture, Vanessa turns to enter the car and finds herself in a pair of strong manly arms.
Eagerly she folds herself into him and they embrace fully for the first time. Feeling each others heat flowing from body to body. Tim lowers his head to her silky hair and breathes in the scent he has longed for. Woman, pure and simple, the fragrance of her perfume fills his senses and his body reacts vividly to the intimacy. She wraps her arms around him and feels the muscles in his back tense under her questing fingers. This is what passion feels like, this is what the ages have meant for a man and woman to find.
Tim brings his lips to her face and places soft, sensual kisses across her cheeks, brow, and chin and finds her lips at last. The kisses are gentle, lips searching; he takes her lips, slowly but filled with need. He can feel his own pulse quicken as she responds to his kiss. Mouth on mouth, Vanessa opens to him and they find each others tongue. Playing the mating game, their bodies pressed tightly together they find each other. His hands stray to her back and pulls her closer into his own, and she can feel his need for her. This feeling gives her a wonderful feeling of power and she wants him beyond reason. Vanessa grinds her own body closer to him and hears his intake of breath. Their hands cannot be still, they are searching, finding all the places that have been hidden to them for long weeks. The night moves on.
Slowly, with great hesitation Tim pulls back from this sexual feline, he knows that the evening must progress or he will surely lose his mind. Loosening himself from her embrace is terrible, but the night is young and he is ready to move to the next level. Vanessa folds her body into the car and he closes the door. Climbing into the car, Tim gazes at her longingly and she returns his stare. Both of them smile and he starts the car.
He watches her from the corner of his eye and notices that she is taking off the jacket that covers the lovely silk blouse she is wearing underneath. From his vantage point he can see the outline of her dark nipples pressed against the flimsy fabric. She leans forward to ease the jacket off her arms and her small, firm breasts press against the cloth. The site is tantalizing to Tim and he wishes he did not have to pay attention to the evening traffic.
He reaches to turn on the radio, maybe to distract him just a little from this captivating woman seated beside him. Smooth, soft sounds flow from the speakers surrounding them, a nice little station that plays all the older easy rock, the songs from their younger years. Music that touches the mind as well as body. “Love, Love, Love she gives me crazy love……..” the sexy voice of Aaron Neville sings to them and Vanessa leans her head back, closes those lovely eyes and moves her body sensuously to the music. Slight lithe moves that only suggest the power she actually wields over herself. “I can hear her heartbeat, from a thousand miles, and the heavens open up every time she smiles, and when I come to her, that is where I belong and I am runnin through her like a rivers song……..” Words from a simple song, amazing how much they can touch the souls of these two lovers.
Vanessa’s mind is moving slowly in time to the music she is hearing and her body if fully awake, she can feel the sensations moving through her in time to the melody that is surrounding them from the speakers. Without realizing the action, she runs her pink tongue over lips that long to kiss this man, over his entire body. Plans of her own are taking action in her mind. Oh yes, she will taste him before the night is over. Thinking of her mouth teasing his willing body brings a smile of satisfaction to those lovely lips. Tim watches as these emotions play across her face and is tempted to stop the car and immerse himself in this woman.
The drive seems to be taking forever, slow torture as he sits this closely to her and realizes he has to pay at least some attention to their route and destination. Tim has waited patiently for this night and a few more moments won’t destroy him, but it is tempting fate as he catches glimpses of her. She has made no move to touch him since they entered the car, and yet she hasn’t had to. Her body language says all that needs to be said.
A few more miles, and the sun starts its descent in the sky and Tim finds his turn, the path to intimacy. Vanessa feels the turn he has made and opens her sexy bedroom eyes to look at her surroundings. He has chosen the less beaten path, the road winds through the trees on each side of them and the light falling there is soft and muted. Time is working with Tim as he drives slowly toward the end of this private little road. He pulls the car into a secluded little area and the landscape becomes even more beautiful. Gently rolling fields of green meet a sandy private beach. The waves of the salty ocean lap easily against the warm golden sand. The evening is perfect for the lovemaking to come, light cool breezes flowing over the beach, scents of the ocean to tease them. Perfect, time, place and emotions.
Pulling the car into a small, graveled area, Tim opens his door and readily moves into action. He has waited long enough, his eyes beg to see her, and all of her and their time has come to unveil what is hidden beneath the clothes that cover them. He walks to her door and opens it, reaching out to take her hand; he pulls her willing form from the confines of the car. She stretches her lithe body to him and once again they are standing together. She leans her head back to look up at him and smiles. Tim reaches out a hand to gently touch her hair and she lays her head into his hand. Sighing, he breathes her in. Quietly he moves with her to the trunk of his car and starts taking out his preparations for this night. Vanessa stands beside him watching as this sexy man sets the scene for her. She slips out of her shoes and tosses them in the trunk, this does not go unnoticed.
Tim removes the basket and blanket from the car and takes her hand, together they walk toward the beach. Listening, smelling, feeling the electricity flowing between them. She can feel the soft grass beneath her feet as they walk and it gives her a sense of nature and freedom. He has chosen well, he is going to touch the natural part of her tonight. The part of each one of us that goes back millions of years to a time when the mating ritual was more earth bound. Letting his hold on her go for long enough to lay out his plans, Tim spreads the thick down filled blanket upon the warm sand. Placing the basket close by, he removes the bottle of chilled wine, chosen with care to please the taste and senses. Wine glasses, containers of cheese, crackers, little cubes of smoked meats, grapes, slices of apples, red ripe strawberries and the chocolates he knows she loves so well. Vanessa’s eyes watch him as he lays out their feast and revels in the time and thought he has put into this adventure. Lastly, but by no means least, he places a small stereo beside the blanket and starts a melody of songs he has prepared just for this occasion.
Tim wants to see her, and she wants to see him. Their time together has only just begun but the first thing on both of their minds is what the eyes long to see. He steps toward her and bringing his mouth to her ear he whispers, “May I?” as his hands go to the buttons of her blouse. She simply nods her head, yes, and he begins the journey of undressing her.
With fingers that tremble slightly, he unbuttons her blouse; she stands before him unmoving as he pulls the soft silk apart to gaze upon her. The sun is giving them just the wanted time to see each other for the first time. Slowly, he smoothes the fabric from her and looks upon her wonderful exposed skin. His hands long to touch her, his lips to taste her, but he will not rush this moment. Bending to his knees in front of her, he allows himself a short moment of bliss as he brings his mouth to her belly. Vanessa arches her back into this sweet kiss and longs for more.
Soft, sensual sounds come from the stereo as Tim’s hands move to the waist line of her pants and find the small zipper that will lead him to heaven. He slowly, with great care lowers her final garment to her feet and stares in amazement at the naked beauty standing before him. No panties either, nothing to hide her from his gaze, he stands and looks upon her body; he admires Smooth, satiny, female curves.
Completely hair free, she stands brazenly before him and watches the reactions play across his face and body. He is tense, and in awe of the raw sexuality standing before him. Gracefully she turns and gives him the full view of her entire body. She knows she is enticing him, and in this awareness she feels her true power. Tim stands and watches as this lovely creature turns once again toward him, reveling in the bliss she is aware she is invoking within him.
Vanessa wordlessly moves closer to him and begins the process of freeing Tim’s body from his clothing. Small hands play with the buttons on his shirt, and she sways gently in time to the music she hears. She is fully aware of the play of her body and is intoxicated by the desire burning in his eyes as her hands unbutton his shirt. Vanessa is not giving Tim the same luxury of restraining her hands as she undresses him. She deliberately scrapes her nails across the matted chest as she removes his shirt. Allowing herself to touch him as she has longed to do for eternity it seems. His sharply in drawn breath only makes her bolder, and her fingers find the waistline of his pants. Teasing his belly with her finger tips she takes her time with the button there, and finally the zipper. She kneels in front of him to afford him the same courtesy of lowering his pants from his legs. Teasing, light fingers following the pants to the blanket; her hands move down his legs and feels the muscles tense and tighten.
She rises to stand before him and plays at the waist band of his under garment. Tim is being tortured by this woman and is fully aware that this is deliberate. Moving closer to him she puts her arms around him and his reach to her also. They embrace both feeling desire and passion burning in their veins. Vanessa’s hands refuse to be still and she wants to see all of him. She puts her hands inside the waist of his shorts and slowly, a tortuous inch at a time lowers them from his body. Moving slightly back she looks at Tim. Smiling for him, she revels in the firmness of his desire for her. Boldly, she walks around him gazing at his body. Tim stands still for her perusal of his manly form; she lets her hands touch his chest as she begins to walk around the blanket to see all of him. Soft, brown hair under her fingertips, she touches the man standing before her. Her eyes take him in as she circles his body. Stopping momentarily behind him she gazes at his back and buttocks, hair sprinkled there, not too much, just enough to make his form even more male.
Once more she moves to stand before him and their eyes take each others forms in. There is no need to rush as the evening sun has afforded them the time to gaze at each other. “Vanessa, I have wanted to see your body for months now. All I think about is looking at you and touching you, and Dear God I want to taste you. I want to feel you wrapped around me, consuming me.”
Words that thrill her; she lifts her eyes to look into his and can feel the desire radiating from him. He has no idea how much power these words have had on her, how every muscle in her body has tightened at the mere thought of his touch, his hands, and his tongue. Vanessa is aware of the affect she is having on his body. She reaches out and touches the hair on his chest with light fingers and moves her body as she does. Walking around him to gaze at him, without ever letting her fingers stop touching. As she walks around him, she can feel the trembles on his skin.
Scraping her fingernails along his arm, his side, his back, she makes a circle to let her eyes feast upon his male form. Many people do not realize that a mans body is just as beautiful as a woman’s. She appreciates all there is of Tim, his hair, his arms, legs, nice ass, all of him. She is a woman that understands the male form as well as her own.
Tim stands quietly as she circles him, appreciates him, and touches him; such a small thing, but such a wonderful experience. No woman has ever made him feel like he is at this moment. He only wishes time would slow down for them, he wants this to last.
Vanessa once more stands in front of him, only now she is closer. Both her hands play upon his chest and she can feel the desire heighten in her own body. Her breasts long to be touched, kissed and her brown nipples are begging for the attention of Tim’s mouth. She moves her hands across the hair on his chest and belly, making him suck in his breath. He is practicing all the restraint possible by keeping his own arms at his sides. Light fingertips flick at his erect nipples and it is his undoing. As Vanessa looks up at him he takes her face in his hands and begins the kiss.
A wonderful kiss, his lips touch gently upon her cheeks, brow, feeling the soft feminine skin, tasting the sweet and salty. Their eyes refuse to close as they want to see the others eyes during this slow exploration. Vanessa’s hands are on his waist, making slow, lazy circles with her fingers. She draws her hands down his sides, up his sides and around to his back. Tim is kissing her lips with urgency and she answers the same.
Moving closer to him, she wraps her arms tightly around his body pressing herself into him. His arms go around her so easily, and his hands find the firm backside he has wanted to touch for so long. Squeezing, kneading, touching, Tim is completely immersed in Vanessa. He can feel her hands exploring his back, his shoulders, moving to the rhythm of an age old dance.
Together they bring their bodies down to the blanket and Vanessa stretches her cat like frame out for his eyes to behold. Tim reaches to pour them wine and she watches attentively as his hands open the bottle and pour the cold liquid into glasses. Handing her the glass their fingers touch and the sparks are almost visible. Both of them smile and take a sip from their glasses. He takes out the light meal he has prepared for them and spreads out a feast for this lovely woman.
Vanessa props her head on her hand and looks him over, “I’m hungry Tim, feed me.” she says in a soft, sexy voice. He needs no more incentive than these softly spoken words.
Tim takes out the fruit and moving closer to her he places a sweet strawberry close to her waiting lips. Opening her mouth slightly she takes the fruit from his fingers and touches her tongue lightly to the end of his fingertip. He smiles at her and bites into his own berry. “You’re beautiful.” he whispers as he places a small bite of cheese in reach of her mouth. He feeds her, he watches her, his eyes devour her. The wine is good, the food is good, and the passion is amazing.
Dessert, such a simple thing; She is dessert, she is the meal, she is going to be delicious he thinks to himself. Taking a small chocolate from the box he brings it to her lips, and as she starts to open her mouth he bends lower to kiss her. The chocolate is their between them, they can taste the smoothness of it between their mouths, and the hint of the wine, such a wonderful mix of flavors. Tim stretches his body out beside her and the dance continues.
He watches her as his hands explore her body, inch by inch. Not a hair anywhere on her, she is smooth and silky. He finds his fingers caressing her breasts. Vanessa is feeling the luxury of his warm hands with every touch. She cannot take her eyes off of him as he maps out her contours. Tim lowers his head to take a nipple into his mouth and is delighted by the arching of her back toward him and the soft moan that escapes her lips. While he tortures her nipple with his mouth his hands are wandering over her receptive body.
“Touch me, Tim.” Vanessa growls low in her throat. Touch her he does. Roaming his hands down her sides, to her legs, over her knees searching out everything she has to offer. Moving his mouth to her other breast he feasts upon her. His fingers find the junction he has longed for. Vanessa pushes her body toward his fingers as Tim nibbles gently on her swollen nipple.
Her own hands cannot be still and she holds his head closer to her breast; running her fingers through his hair. Pulling him, touching his face, his cheeks, brow, she brings her fingers to his lips to feel his mouth upon her fingertips. Tim loosens his hold on her nipple to take her finger tip into his mouth. Just for a second, is all he can stand to have his mouth away from her delicious breast.
Her hands are on the back of his neck, pulling him closer to her once again. She touches the skin on his shoulders, running fingers across his back trying to replace what little distance there is between them with her body. She presses even closer to him. Rising to look at her face, he brings his mouth to hers and they kiss with all the passion they possess; Lips, tongues, touching, tasting, and demanding. Neither of them will close their eyes, the watching is as exhilarating as the touching.
Tim moves his mouth to her ear and runs his tongue over the outer shell. Such a light gesture, but he can feel her shiver as he then nibbles gently on her ear lobe. He whispers to her, “You are lovely, and I want you.” This simple statement only brings her body closer to him as his hands and fingers continue to touch her. She strains to move her body closer to his fingers and opens her legs to give him access to her center.
She feels like silk to his fingers, wet, hot silk. Tim wants to touch all of her, his fingers find and stroke gently, back, and round, touching and teasing here. Vanessa moves her body in time to his demanding fingers. Moans are coming from her overheated body as Tim takes his time in fondling her. He watches her as her own hands go to her breasts to caress and touch. This makes his body tighten and his desire for her heightens.
Vanessa is reeling with the enjoyment his hands are bringing her, and is aware of the breath that escaped him when she began touching her breasts. She moves her pelvis in time to his strokes and feels his heat grow stronger and harder against her leg. She smiles from the intensity she feels growing in her and the sight of her smile is like manna to Tim’s eyes.
He can stand this no longer and easily replaces her hand with his mouth. Tasting, teasing and nibbling at her breast. He takes the small bud in his mouth as his fingers continue their journey. Vanessa pushes her breast to him and moves her hand to his hair; running her hands through the soft, brown strands. Closer, she thinks, I have to get closer. Tim increases the strength and tempo of his stroking fingers. She moves in time with his hand, his fingers deep within her and on her.
He can smell her, the scent tantalizing his senses as he moves his erection on her leg. Showing her how their foreplay is affecting him; His mouth working to devour her breast, while she pulls his head even closer to her.
Tim can feel her tighten around his fingers and knows that she is close. Not yet he thinks he wants to taste her. Moving slowly away from her breast he begins his journey with his mouth lower on her body. Kissing and softly biting his way down between her breasts to her belly. Making sure his hands continue their torture as he moves. Vanessa’s breathing has become harsh and ragged as he makes his way down her body. Closer to her could not be possible.
Lower and lower his mouth moves, as he inches his kisses to her writhing body. He is in control now and is heady with the feelings he can see on her face. She is moaning with such intensity and he hears one word come from her wonderful lips, “Please.” Just a whisper, but all the incentive he needs.
Tim’s lips and mouth find her at last. As he positions himself between her legs, her hands automatically go back to her breasts to squeeze and touch more urgently. Eyes on her face, he tastes her. Through his mind goes the word, woman; Sexy, poignant, sweet, salty woman. Vanessa moves beneath him in time to his tongue, lips, and teeth, while his fingers still touch her most intimately. Her body arches to his mouth and fingers and he can feel her heartbeat when he takes her swollen clit into his lips. Moans of pleasure rack her body and he pleases her with all he is. He can feel her mounting tension in the tightness of her muscles that flex around his fingers. Licking, nibbling, sucking and touching her, his own body ready to explode, he feels her tense and with a cry of sheer delight her body gives up its ultimate prize.
The orgasm consumes her and she loses all thought of time and place as the wave’s course through her. His mouth, his hands, oh the pleasure he releases within her. Her hands are clenched tightly in his hair, without thought to any pain she may be causing him. The trembling of her body as she loses control is the greatest aphrodisiac any man could want.
Slowly she drifts back to earth as Tim moves his body alongside hers and brings his love swollen lips to hers in a kiss of pure passion. She can feel the length of his erection on her side and reaches to take him in her hand and feel his heat. Vanessa can taste herself on his lips as he kisses her and the scent of her passion is on his face.
Tim wraps his arms around her body and pulls her onto her side as he kisses her. She goes willingly never releasing his swollen member. Her hand is teasing, pulling, and tempting him as she presses closer to his body. Their kisses are urgent and needy and he does not know how much longer he can stand to be outside of her hot, wet body. His hands move along her frame, begging without saying a word for her. She is not ready for this final mating dance. She has something else in mind for this wonderful, new lover.
Moving to force him to lie on his back, Vanessa assumes the control. She rises to an almost seated position and kisses Tim. Her mouth is all over his face, neck and in his ear she whispers, “Be Still, it’s my turn now.”
She begins her exploration of him at his neck, with kisses and light bites on his hot skin. He can’t take his eyes off of her. As she kisses and nibbles her way onto his chest, he can see the gold of her hair surrounding her face. Running his hands through its silkiness, she looks up at him and smiles a delightfully wicked smile; running her tongue over her lips she bends down to take one of his nipples into her mouth, and a shock wave of delight runs through him.
Moving slowly down his body, her tongue and lips explore the maleness of his body, the hair, muscle and she glories in the reaction she is having on him. He doesn’t want to feel her body move away from him, but she isn’t giving him a choice as she moves lower to place herself below him, between his legs. He watches every move she makes as she lowers her head to get closer to him. Light licks around his navel and to the top of his hair line at his groin.
His cock strains toward her and he is aware that she is taking her time as he did with her. She will not be rushed no matter how much he longs to feel her mouth around him. His breathing is ragged and rough, and she is thrilled to see this reaction. Slowly, she flicks out her hot, pink tongue and touches the tip of him. His body is tense and this small action almost tears him apart. With a wicked gleam in her eyes, she surrounds him with her mouth. She pulls the head in her mouth and with an amazing amount of pressure holds him. For just a moment, without moving, he can feel the pressure of her mouth, her tongue and the explosion that will surely happen to him mounting.
Loosening her tight hold on him she takes him in, all of him, his length into the back of her throat. She pulls him into her with the expert of a woman that enjoys giving as much as receiving. Her hands are moving, teasing the hairs on his groin, making him tighten up with a long needed release. Releasing his hard, throbbing cock, she pays gentle attention to his balls, tongue, teeth, easy, gentle sucking and nibbling. His body moves to her attention, trying with all he has to get closer to her mouth.
Raising her head, she once again takes him in her mouth. Tim arches his pelvis to her and moans with pleasure as he feels all of him glide into her hot mouth. Moving in time to his thrusts she pleases him. Pulling back as each time he gets close to climax. She teases and taunts him to the point of torture.
He can stand no more, and reaches for her. Intending to take control once more and move her beneath him. Vanessa however has other plans, and pushes him back down into the soft blanket. Moving to straddle him, she lowers her body and taunts him with the entrance to her. She is a bundle of dynamite that is also about to explode. As the final rays of the sun set, she lowers her body onto him and Tim finds himself wrapped in the most exotic form of heat known to man.
Moving on him, she takes him. Once again, she is in control and all he is able to do is let her ride. She moves her body around him, over him, and gives as well as receives the pleasure all men and women are intended to feel. He moves under her with every stroke she makes and together they reach for the distant horizon. His hands go to her breasts as she writhes upon him, and he feels her mounting pressure in the convulsions of her pelvic muscles. They ride the wave of ecstasy together and he revels in the sounds of passion coming from each of them. The sounds of their wet sex and the groans in their throats as she grinds her body against him are the thrill he has been waiting on forever.
Vanessa feels him tense as she moves on him, her hands upon his chest, and his hands upon her breasts. Together their bodies move in unison to the age old dance of lovers; Spiraling up and down to find the release that will bring them to heaven. This is what the weeks have been leading up to.
Together they reach it, the ultimate, the final, their bodies come together. Her walls tighten around him and they both release at the same time, and she falls gently to his chest while the trembling takes them both. Tim’s arms go around her body and he holds her close to him as the waves of passion sweep over them. Gently stroking her back and kissing her face tasting the salt of desire on her skin. They lay together as the feelings of sated desire pass over them. For the moment they are satisfied.