Midnite Carress

Written by Lil N

She slept, her head filled with sweet dreams and warm feelings. She woke up slowly, feeling his hand carressing her back gently. His hand slid up and down her back, following the gentle curve of her spine.

She slowly turned to face him. He smiled at her, his hand gently touching her face. With a finger he lightly traced the outline of her sensual lips. She smiled sweetly, her own hand touching his face. He leaned toward her, and their lips met. Her lips were like silk. He brushed his lips over hers gently, savoring the soft sensation as he breathed in her scent. She smell sweet, clean, inviting. Then he kissed her. Their tongues danced within, twirling and swirling, each savoring the moment, the taste of the other. Their lips parted with a sweet sigh of delight.

He made eye contact with her as his hand touched her shoulder. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt his hand softly begin its journey down her chest. His hand found her breasts, and he began to fondle them. She moaned lightly as his fingers began to softly pinch her erect nipples. She closed her eys, savoring the electric sensations the pinching was causing, sending electric impulses straight to her moist vagina. She then felt something moist enveloping a nipple. She opened her eyes to see that his mouth was on her nipple, licking and nipping lightly.

He took the entire nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking hungrily. He nipped the nipple lightly, looking up to see her moaning and moving gently against him. She was rubbing her moist vagina against his thigh, leaving her wetness in full view. He stared at the wet spot on his thigh. He gave both her nipples a good lick, then started kissing his way down her body.

She knew what was going to happen next. She spread her thin legs wide open as his kisses reached her flat stomach.

He could smell her scent, rising from within the parted thighs. He lowered his head directly over her sex. He looked down. He could see the moisture gathering on the puffy lips. As he lowered his face the lips seemed to part automatically for him. His hand journeyed up to a breast and he massaged it tenderly, flicking the hardened nipple with his thumb for a moment. He knew her nipples were sensitive. He could see that with each thumb flick she was getting wetter and wetter.

He couldn't wait anymore...he needed to savor her passion. With a gentle touch he parted the vaginal lips even further, opening her up to him.

Gently he lowered his mouth. Her scent filled his nostrils as his tongue began to lick at her moisture. He took a lip between his teeth and tenderly pulled it slightly........(cont)