She was exceptionally sexy lying on the couch in quiet slumber.  Her arms were pulled up and dangled over her head as if encircling it in her hands.  Her breasts stood up in pointed splendor as with each breath they slowly moved up and down.  I looked along her body and noted that she was naked except for a pair of the inevitable socks she always wore.  One leg was cocked up and leaning against the back of the couch.  This position allowed me to see a more intimate view of her body than she would have shown me had she been awake.

I walked toward her and quietly moved the coffee table out of my way.  Moving closer toward the couch, I sank to my knees near her waist.  I glazed at her beautiful body as erotic thoughts filled my head.  I could feel the heat of her skin as in sleep she grew warmer.  I could smell the cleanness of her body, the fresh smell of soap where she had showered before lying on the couch.  Her pillow cushioned her head and puffed gently around her ears.   Her dark hair fanned out on the white of the pillowcase in stark contrast.

My mouth watered as I looked at the feast lying in wait before me.  Where to begin?  That question didn’t really have a good answer.  I wanted it all, meaning I wanted all of her.  I wanted to touch and kiss every inch of her luscious body.  I wanted to feel her curves and crevices beneath my fingertips.  I craved her taste against my tongue as I stared uninterrupted at her, memorizing every bare inch of her that I could. 

I reached out and tentatively brushed my fingers over her breasts.  They felt like velvet, warm velvet, beneath my fingertips.  I always thought of my hands as being soft but her breasts are so much softer. I barely touched the tip of my finger to her nipple and already it stood at attention like a good little soldier.  I leaned toward her body wanting to flick my tongue over her nipple but drew back before I awakened her.  I was not ready to have her awake and joining me yet.

I slowly let my hand settle down over her breast, feeling it touch every part of my sensitive palm.  I shook with excitement, wanting to crush her firmly in my hand but still not wanting to awaken her.  I held back.  I pulled my hand back and stared down her body.  I could see the soft swelling of her stomach before my eyes moved on to her mound.  I followed my downward trail with the tender caress of my hand.  I watched as her stomach rippled with the sensations of my fingers passing over the sensitive skin.  She moaned softly in her sleep.  I stopped and held my hand lightly over her mound, waiting until she settled back down.

My own body was growing hotter with sexual tension by the minute especially as I watched her unconscious physical response to my soft touch.  I withdrew my hand and quickly divested myself of all that I had on.  I was burning up and needed her against me.  I wanted to take her right then but still wanted to raise her level of response even more so I held back not taking what I wanted yet.  I moved closer to the couch and leaned tight against her side.  My breasts swayed and rubbed against her ribs and chest as I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips. 

I watched her eyelids flutter as I touched my lips to hers.  She tasted sweet, warm and smooth, like heated syrup. I let my tongue trace her mouth before snaking its tip between her slightly parted lips.  Her eyes opened as she felt its entry.  Her arms came slowly from behind her head until she touched my head.  I felt her pulling me closer while she moaned deep into my mouth. 

“Ooooooh….yes….jeezus…. baby…yesssss,” she moaned.

I moved my body to covers hers as she gave me the signal to continue.  I could feel her breasts smoldering against mine as I sank down upon her.  I was hot and she was making me hotter.  My breasts tingled and my nipples hardened when I felt her nipples drilling into my chest.  I rocked my body against hers as I wedged my loins closer between her legs.  She still kept one leg drawn up which made it easier for me to grind against her wet center.  The heat from her lower lips circled my sweetness as I plunged slowly down against her.  She wrapped one leg over my leg as she pulled me in closer to her core. 

I took that as a sign to give free rein to my desires as I deepened my kisses.  I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth as she sucked me harder.  I rubbed my chest in small circles, pressing hard as I quivered with the feel of her jammed against me.

I began to rock my pelvis sharply against her satiny nub as she joined me in meeting my thrusts.  Finally, it took all my energy and concentration as my womanhood began to throb and tremble with an impending orgasm.  I wanted her to cum with me so I rammed even harder, slamming my wet sheath against her widespread lips repeatedly.  She screamed my name as she convulsed into an earth-shattering climax.  Her nub shuddered against mine.  I could feel the spasm in it, which in turn pushed me over the edge as I pummeled once more hard against her core of desire while I threw back my head and called her name as my body shivered in its own orgasm. 

We held locked together in this position until the throbbing in our slick folds began to subside.  She reached out and pulled me gently against her chest, asking if we could just cuddle for a while.  What could I say but “anything for you baby,” as I sank down against her in total but satisfied exhaustion, wrapped snuggly in her arms.

The End