The Mounting

I'm standing so close to your chair that my hip is brushing up against your thigh and I feel a static charge as I inch closer so that we actually touch. I reach for your arm feeling your muscling biceps with my soft finger tips. I sense an arousal as you tense up and your muscles flex to my touch. You say nothing....just encourage me with your sexy smile.

Impulsively, my hand moves to explore your hard chest. Coyly, I quickly try to surprise you by turning your half buttoned shirt into my imaginary restraint, pulling it down around those beautifully sculptured arms of yours.

I can't resist your nipples that are now hardening as I gently tease them with my warm, wet tongue. They stiffen more as my pressure increses while I'm nibbling on them.

I am struggling to stayin control of my desires...

My hands...venturing over your broad shoulders, down & over your chest again, and even further down reaching your abs & then thinking it's too soon, I stop and I notice how incredibly sexy you are sitting there.

But the need just to touch you, is much too overwhelming and I casualy run my hand over your stiffened shaft. I feel as if you heard the breath that caught in my throat when I paused a moment, because you say "Please, dont stop, touch me!"

So I put both hands on you now, your hot flesh sliding thru my slender hands. I wrap them around your length and your breathing quickens... I can feel your moisture seeping in my hands. I can't help but wonder what you're thinking as I pump you even harder.

My own thoughts....shift towards mounting you.

My body aches with desire to feel you ram your pretty flesh deep inside me, to feel your hardness pushing in me. Then I feel your hand cup my rounded breast through my dress, & as you reach underneath it, I shut my eyes, to further engulf the tantalizing sensation of my nipples that are now erect also. I feel the fullness of your shaft swell between my palms, and my attention focuses back to squeezing you firmly btween both of my hands. My lips are begging me to kiss you as your face brushes past mine, so I moisten my lips and yours with my extended tongue.Your tongue instinctively dances with mine, tracing the outline of my lips and then biting down on the lower one. I flinch as you pull hard enough for me to feel my own weakness. The power of the emotions radiating from your desires instills my obedience, I want nothing more than to pleasure you in ways that you will never forget.

You reach out for me and in one movement pull me in with your strong arms bringing me in so close that the head of your ripe swollen member is rammed up against me. So I hike up my dress to feel the hotness of your skin against mine. You all but release your hold on me and lean back. Gaining control of my head with a handful of hair, I give in to the strength in your one arm that now is guiding me lower & I instantly swallow you, forcing you deep down into the back of my throat, I feel your pleasure pressing against the soft fleshy membrane there..You shift in your chair arching your back towards me and the sky. You put both hands in my hair and methodically grinding your pelvis into my mouth.

Running my warm tongue down to the base of your rock hard shaft; I am pleased as I hear the gratitude in your moans and I suck one of your balls inside my warm mouth, then lick the both of them firmly with my wet tongue.

Now, I am going to straddle you in your chair.

I press closer to you, feeling your hot flesh against mine. You are soooo ready for me.

You say convincingly "F*** me...NOW!

I gladly submit and quickly climb up on top of you resting my weight on your legs, my hands still on that which is now raging between us. I can feel the tension burning inside you. It's the same for me as I throb, yearning for you also.

I feel that that you are at the brink, & I move to mount you but turn myself around first. Then lowering myself slowly on top of you until I can no longer hold back.I want you well up inside me. I'm so wet. I plunge down HARD. You grab my small hips in your hands and firmly take control of our rythym leading us in our dance with destiny. Moments pass, and I can feel you swelling inside me as the walls inside me become even more sensitive with each contraction that I make. I grip, then release...milking you with the muscles inside me & as you explode inside me and our bodies writh with pleasure I grip firmly with all I have again and release, and quickly..I am cumming with you.

Bursting like a ball of fire.

My head...collapsing over and onto your shoulders.

I feel my mouth open....and I bite down on your neck & it causes you to moan again for me as you throw your head back in ectasy.