Would I Tease You?

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I’m imagining you’re here, standing at the foot of my bed, more naked than I am by only one item of clothing. I’m in front of you, sitting on the edge of the bed with my legs spread, you in between them, your cock just inches from my lips. When you look down, you can see the curves of my breasts creating a channel that looks like it was made for your cock. When you reach out to caress them, the material of my nightgown does little to block the hard nipples from stretching the fabric, pushing themselves into your rough thumbs. You pinch them, lightly, just enough to get my attention.

“Harder.”

“What?”

“Harder.” I gasp, “Pinch them harder.”

You easily push aside the fabric that hides them from your view and take each nipple tightly between your fingers, massaging them, pulling them out and away from my body with a tight, twisting motion.

“Yes! Oh, God! … oh…”

“Do you like that? Is that what you wanted?”

“Oh… Oh, yes…”

You feel them tighten in your hands. You know what you just did to me, but you ask anyway. You want to hear me say it.

“Does that make you wet?”

I look up into your eyes and say simply, “Yes.”

“Show me.”

I take your hand and guide it down to the slippery lips of my pussy.

“Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”

I bring your fingers back up to my lips, tasting myself on them. You groan, loving the feeling demirlibahçe escort of my juices being licked off of your fingers.

“Take me in your mouth, my love. Open your mouth for me. I’ve waited so long.”

Without hesitation, I lean towards you and gently, sooooo gently lick the head of your hardening cock.

“Open for me.” …words I know you will use later, referring to another opening, but for now I take you in, into my warm, tight mouth, trying to relax enough to take your whole length.

My hands snake up the backs of your legs to settle on the curves of your ass. Each time you thrust into my mouth, and you do, I grasp handfuls of your cheeks and knead them in time with the motion.

I sit back, sliding you out from between my lips, and again look up into your eyes.

“Do you want to… my beautiful moro mou, do you want to come in my mouth?”

“Yes… of course!” …as if no other answer was possible! (I love you for this answer!)

“Hmmmm…”

(You don’t think I’m actually going to rush this, do you? Oh, no, no no… this is a slow, sensual process… the licking… the tasting… the so-soft stroking… and we’re in no hurry. No hurry at all.)

I lean back a little, peeling the straps of my nightgown off my shoulders, then drawing the top down, exposing my breasts to you. My nipples are still hard from your caresses, dikmen escort you know. I think you like what you see, don’t you?

Oh, you do! As if to encourage me to continue what I started, you take both of my breasts fully in your hands. I imagine the photo you sent me of the tiny shell in your palm and I think that, yes, my nipples are in the very same place in your hand, just as delicate, as your fingers curve around me, gently squeezing, gently caressing.

And, still, your cock is there, right there, almost touching my lips. You can feel the warmth of my breath, but, somehow you’re being denied the feel of my lips!

“Please…” You’re so polite. “Please, moraki mou… open your mouth.”

How can I resist you when you speak to me like that? Let me tell you, it’s difficult! But I won’t be rushed. And I I lick my lips and lean into you, just brushing the left side of your cock with my closed lips, dragging them in towards you until I feel your hair tickling my nose, but I keep going, pressing my face into that beautiful space where your cock meets your abdomen. With my left hand, I reach up to hold you. How warm you are!

My fingers circle your hardness and bring you closer to my cheek. If I reach out my tongue from where I am, I can just barely touch your balls. But I want to do more than just barely touch them. I drop my head down and lick from the very ankara escort bottom all the way up to the shaft. But that’s still not enough! I slide my left hand down to cup them, to bring them up to my mouth.

“Aaaaaahhh…”

Do you remember the last time I did this to you? I love this… this texture, the way they move under your skin, their temperature, slightly cooler than the rest of you. It’s indescribable.

But I’ve denied you long enough, haven’t I? And I’ve denied myself, too, you know. I’ve craved seeing you, touching you, tasting you… seeing your desire fuels mine, and I can’t wait any longer.

I lick my way back up your shaft, noting how you’re pressing in towards my face, barely able to wait for me to reach the tip. And when I do…

“Oh, God, moraki mou!” In one smooth motion I slide my mouth over you and sink down as far as I can, holding you still, feeling your length, your thickness… the strength from inside filling my mouth.

Oh… I forget to breathe! I have to breathe! The smell of you fills my nostrils and I take even more of you into my mouth. But I can’t take it all! And I want to! I want to give you that! But you… are… so… deliciously large! I can’t, I just can’t.

I slowly slide my mouth back up to the tip, enjoying the sensation of your smooth head in my mouth. I probe your opening, that delicate little hole, with the tip of my tongue, wanting to push inside but knowing that’s not possible. But, oh, it’s a wonderful sensation.

“What are you doing to me?”

I love it when I hear you say that! I release your cock and look up at you.

“I don’t know! What AM I doing to you?”

“You’re teasing me!”

“Yes! Absolutely!”

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