All the Dirty Details - The First Stroke

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We're both naked to begin with. You're comfortably reclined among several pillows on our bed. I adjust my positioning slightly to center and line up my body with yours, my right arm reaching under you and coming to a stop with my fingers curled along your side, holding you in place.

Leaning on my elbow and looking into your eyes I take my cock into my hand and without breaking your gaze push the tip slightly against the now glistening folds of your gorgeous lips. I can smell you. It's sweet and at the same time not so.

Your perfume and your body mixed spurring us on. The way you smell when you're horny. Maybe it's something so deep inside us we don't even recognize it anymore.

In that moment I don't think about it too hard. I just take another deep inhale by the curve of your neck. Your hair, your skin, it's all so fragrant and invigorating.

Trailing three kisses along your chin I make my way up to your lips and once again hold your gaze for just a second before our eyes close and our lips connect. There's an instant jolt of desire, passion and need that I can barely contain. My cocks now stiff in my hand and ready for you.

My hips start to buck but not voluntarily. I can't help it when your hand reaches up to my cheek and I feel you pull me closer again. Tasting your tongue, feeling you try to catch your breath but not wanting to pull away.

It all makes me throb. It takes an effort but I do pull away for just long enough to enjoy your flustered look of confusion before asking the all-important, are you ready for me? A whimper and a nod solidify what we both already knew and once again we're joined by the lips in bliss.

There's nothing that makes me want to bury myself deep inside you like the passionate suck and gentle bite of my bottom lip. Now instead of sliding my tip and piercing over your clit, I push down until I can feel the first slight indent. A groan from somewhere inside your body tells me that we're both where we should be.

Using two fingers to spread you just slightly, I can feel exactly where your hole is and I need it. Despite you pushing back up against me, you're not getting it all at once. I wouldn't pass up an opportunity to enjoy every part of you.

It's a dangerous game. I only want to tip inside of you. I want to feel your hole close around my piercing while I gently rock my hips back and forth.

It's stuck now for all intents and purposes and the tip of my cock continues to swell and drip slightly. Now inside of you, I can feel each drop come out. A squeeze from you or eagerly pushing your tongue into my mouth have the same effect.

My body stiffens for a second. Everything squeezes and I'm that much closer to giving you every drop. Little by little, you take in more of me and I feed my cock in slowly.

I know it won't be long before we're both pushing our hips together in a maddening fuck frenzy, but right now it feels like I couldn't pull out if I wanted to and I don't. Look at me, good girl. Pushing my lips softly against yours is the perfect compliment to taking the rest of me inside you.

Tightening my grip around your back, I use the extra leverage to tighten my core and push with a slow driving motion. Inch by inch, I sink into you. My breath catches.

I can't believe how good it feels to be inside you, like sliding down into a hot bath that soothes my entire body at once. I can't get enough and I never will. Filling you and feeling our bodies pressed together is the satisfaction I never could have described had I not felt you for myself.

As I continue to push, I can feel my piercing slide over your g-spot for the first time and I take note of exactly where my body is placed and angled. I'll be grinding against that in a minute. And finally, there's a satisfied groan from both of us as the insides of our thighs meet and you've taken me completely.

I can feel your wetness as it slides down my shaft and lower. It's satisfying knowing that we can't be any closer and frustrating because we both want more. You're warm like the perfect summer afternoon and gentle like the grass and flowers that accompany it.

You taste like a summer picnic that ends sweet and refreshing, lingering on my lips.