Reality Replay
Dedicated to my beloved.
I begin to caress your breasts, gradually your nipples harden, already I can twist them firmly between my fingers. With a soft moan, you turn over, and your breasts hang over me. Now they are in my power. I squeeze them with my palms, "milk" them, forcefully pull and twist the hardened nipples. Now they are no longer soft little buttons—they are "fingertips," reddened, swollen. My lips themselves reach for them, I suck with all my might, first one breast, then the other, nibbling, rolling the nipples between my teeth. You breathe intermittently, moans of pain and pleasure merge into one.
Today I want to prolong and diversify our love play, with a light
scarf I blindfold your eyes. Now you don't know where the caresses will come from, and the anticipation of exciting touches envelops your entire body, desired and always beautiful to me, despite the years lived together. You are on your knees, leaning on your elbows, your breasts hang down, nipples slightly turned outward, I pinch and pull them down, first gently, then stronger and stronger. With a gasp, you arch your back, I kiss the back of your head, your shoulder blades, run my tongue along the groove from the nape to the tailbone, several times, lowering the tip of my tongue further and further between your buttocks. You lie on your chest, sticking out your ass, and spreading your legs even wider. Before me is a beautiful, arousing picture—all your folds are spread open, in the hollow between your buttocks a pink star of a pulsating anus, below a stretched little bridge, burgundy lips swollen with anticipation, transparent juice flows thickly from your vulva, a shiny drop hangs from your protruding clitoris. It's no longer a small pea, now it's a tender pink bean. I lick the drops from your clitoris, gentle caresses with my tongue evoke a deep moan from you. Pulling back, I look at myself—my cock has swollen, hardened like stone, the head has filled with a red-purple color, clear secretion oozes from the slit of the urethra. You can't see how I stand before your face, move my cock in front of your half-open lips, but you feel it nearby, stretch your trembling lips. Grabbing the back of your head, I sharply thrust my cock into your mouth, deep, all the way. You tilt your head back, the cock slowly slips out of the pleasant depth, simultaneously you intensify the sucking action, only the head ready to explode remains in your lips. Over and over we repeat these movements, now I hold your head with both hands, actively move my hips, fucking your mouth. You get into a frenzy and impale your head onto my shaft yourself.A little more and I will cum, and then, choking and trembling, you will swallow the bitter-salty semen. But I want to prolong the pleasure, I sharply pull my cock out of your stretching lips, moving to your perineum. The juice of passion is already flowing down your thighs, your labia minora are turned out, even your labia majora protrude prominently from your body. I literally grab all this beauty in my palm, squeeze, pull, run my fingers over it, twist it in different directions, causing animal moans, and powerful pulsating waves of pre-orgasm. I release the entire organ, pull the labia minora apart, gently insert my fingers—one, then two, three. Natural lubrication and arousal allow me to insert my entire hand, folded into a pinch, deep enough—until my fingers disappear. Deeper, sharper, faster. I lean over your buttocks, my tongue by touch finds the firm ring of your anus, I gently lick it, the movements of my palm make the "little star" contract and relax, my tongue sinks in, the ring of your anus tightens in rhythm with our movements. The wave of your first orgasm hits you.
For several long, blissful seconds we don't move. Slowly I pull out my tongue, stretched to the limit, flattened by the orgasm, from your body, continuing to move my folded hand. The place of my tongue is taken by the fingers of my left hand, lubricated with your juices. Relaxing your butt muscles, you let two fingers into your hot ass. Wild excitement, the happiness of the complete intimacy happening between us now, overwhelms me. I am as if entirely inside you, through the thin partition I feel my fingers moving like pistons in your body. A third hand, now yours, begins to frantically rub your clitoris. Vagina, anus, lips, clitoris—everything has merged under our hands into a single trembling, orgasm-exploding organ.
Semen runs down the sides onto your chest, drips from your nipples, oozes from your slowly closing anus, irrigates your vulva, clitoris, hangs in droplets on the dark hairs of your intimate triangle. Powerless, I lie down next to you, with weak and tender lips I kiss your body, find your lips and we merge in a long kiss. Now, after such passionate sex, we are closer than ever.