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**fireplace** Only the light of the fireplace guided me through the house. When I found my way to the living room, I stood and watched the flames in the fireplace dance as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, unzipped my skirt and let them both fall to the floor.I ran my hands down my body, feeling the roundness of my nipples through my bra. Continuing down the curves of my sides, around my stomach, taking hold of the waistband of my pantyhose, pulling them gently from my smooth legs. I let my fingers feel the softness of my inner thighs, all the while breathing deeply, inhaling the smell of the sweet smoke of the burning wood. Staring into the flames, almost hypnotized by the dancing light, I took off my bra and panties and stood completely naked in the glow. I turned toward the couch, where a lean, muscular dark-haired man lay quietly sleeping, his naked body covered from the waist down by a handmade quilt. I watched the light flicker on his face. How peaceful he looked. How many long hours of hard work lined his face. The firelight made his<b> body hair </font></b>shine and glisten softly. I wanted to feel his body on top of mine, his hardness inside of me. I walked toward him, kneeling down in front of him. Gently I pulled the quilt off him, looking at his body, staring at his manhood, and wanting him. Trying not to wake him, I lightly kissed his skin, I traced the outline of his features with my hands, down his shoulders, across his body, down his chest, his stomach, around his penis but not touching it, down his legs, around his feet, then back up again. But now I used my mouth to explore him, though, never kissing him, never letting my tongue touch him, just letting my hot breathe be felt on his wonderful body. Up his arms, down his sides, across his chest. I moved more slowly around his cock, inhaling the scent of his balls, all the while watching him start to react to my attentions. I moved up along his body again, placing light, very soft kisses, paying special attention to those soft sensitive spots, especially his neck, behind his ears and his nipples. Gently kissing, slightly nibbling, definitely arousing. As I kissed his belly I began to rub the inside of his thigh, barely touching, but just enough to make him aware. I hovered over him, never stopping my touching. He let out a low moan and shifted, half asleep, not quite realizing what I was doing to him. I climbed on top of him, putting my hot pussy on top of his semi-hard prick. I watched the expressions on his face as I began to move around. He was not yet inside me, but giving of enough heat to make him as hot as I was. We began to move together, I bent down to kiss his lips and as our mouths touched he put his arms around me and pulled me close to his body. He opened his eyes and looked at me with the same passion I saw in the fire earlier. We stared at each others eyes and he whispered softly, "Serena, your beautiful." I put my finger on his lips and said, "Don't talk. Just make love to me." He guided me off him and got up, spreading the quilt out on the floor in front of the dimming fire. He took me by the hand and pulled me into his arms slowly. We stood there like awkward adolescents, searching each others eyes, staring for contact. He lowered his mouth to mine, covering it completely as he held me. We began to explore each other with our hands, bashfully, as if it were our first time together. He bent down and kissed my neck, my shoulders, my breasts, one by one, softly circling with his tongue. Then he kissed my belly, moving closer to the spot that desperately needed his attention. He wrapped his arms around my legs, caressed my thighs, nuzzled his nose in my soft pubic hair, kissed my moistening lips. My desire was growing from deep inside me. Slowly he glided his tongue across each lip, down each side, then up again - each time moving closer to the spot that grew heavy with a dull ache. Finally, he touched it. First he kissed it lightly, then began sucking and nibbling. He pushed two fingers inside my dampening pussy, slowly moving them in and out. The walls of my cunt began to quiver. My entire body tingled with anticipation. He moved in and out, again and again, faster and faster. My body was sweating sweet juices. I began to tremble so fiercely, I had to lean against his body for support. He held me tightly, and the foothold gave way. I exploded in his touch. We melted into each others arms, sliding down in front of the fire. He kissed me hard and deep, and I could taste myself. I flicked my tongue across his shoulders as I climbed on top of him. I kissed and nibbled his chest, tracking the outline of his erect nipples with my tongue, moving my hands across his strong, muscular abdomen, moving my mouth down his body. I took his rock-hard dick in my hands, rubbing the head spreading the droplets of moisture that dribbled over the length of his shaft, making it shine in the firelight. The tip of my tongue followed my hand to the tip of his cock. I softly slipped my mouth over him, kneading his balls with one had. He reached down, placing his hands on my head, brushing my hair back. I released him. He pulled me upward and pulled me into his arms and we sat up. He kissed me as he now lay me down, holding the back of my head as if it were as delicate as a baby's. Brushing my hair away from my face and gazing deeply into my eyes, he laid his body on top of me. I wrapped my arms around him as he entered me, slowly filling me inch by inch, until I was full of him. My cunt enveloped him, shaping and molding to fit him like a glove. He started to move slowly, in and out of me, then around and around in circles, always keeping that perfect rhythm, the cadence of love. He tucked his arms tightly around me, and my arms and legs wrapped completely around him. We lay by the firelight making true love, our bodies and minds only on each other, wanting the moment to never end. Without breaking stride I began to move with him, grinding my pelvis into him, trying to make the two of us one form, one moving form. We moved faster, kissing, grinding, loving, quickening the pace. His breathing became heavy. I could feel his body begin to grow more rigid, forceful. I knew he would cum. His body jerked against me hard. His breath stifled, but then he gasped in rapid breaths. A thrust, another. Again. And then he lay against me. We loosened our grip slightly. His eyes focused on mine and opened his mouth to say something. He looked at me questioningly. "Yes," I said, "Now you may speak." "Serena, you really are beautiful." And as we wrapped ourselves inside the quilt, the last embers expired. SISSY  |
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