And she embraces you [new path]

She tentatively leans forwards, pressing herself against you. Your hands are still fondling her breasts as she wraps her arms around your neck, nuzzling her face against your ear.

She smells good. Really really good. You breathe in through your nose and smell womanhood, so musky and warm that it makes your head swim. You breathe again and almost feel drunk on the smell, and you feel yourself starting to salivate.

She also is warm to the touch, soft and feminine in a way that takes you directly from shaking from fear to shaking with excitement. She shifts her legs, properly bringing herself to be sitting astride one of your thighs, laying down on top of you. You feel her pubic hair tickle your leg as she rests, the warmth between her legs making your leg jitter. You release her breasts, and wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her a little closer to you.

You and her cuddle for a long moment, warm body pressed to warm body. You rest your head back against the wall of the hut and breathe in her heady mix of scents. It’s earthy, pleasant, sweaty, sweet, human, and mature; smelling her is like biting into a perfectly ripe fruit.

You struggle to swallow, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about yourself. You don’t want to spoil the moment, but you can definitely feel yourself starting to get hard.

She giggles in your ear gently, and you go tense again. You feel yourself getting harder still, now that she knows you’re hard, and at least seems entertained by it. You feel her playfully kiss your ear and you are fully, painfully erect.

She cinches her arms around your neck tight, properly pressing her body against yours. She’s warm, wonderfully warm and womanly. The last time you were this intimate with anyone, it was Alice, and that was many years ago now, just a faint memory.

You open your eyes and for a second you would have sworn that the woman cuddling you looked and felt just like Alice; her skin paler, her body less supple, her hair up in a bun. You blink and it's gone.

Then you are distracted as the woman’s lips range lower, kissing your sensitive neck softly, and making your whole body twitch. You feel dampness on your thigh and your cock starts to throb as it comes to attention. If this is a dream, then it’s certainly a very realistic one, you think to yourself as you look at the ceiling, feeling her take care of you.

There’s something supremely nice thought about how she’s pressed against you. Something hungry and human about it. You can’t place why but it feels normal to have this woman on top of you like this, breathing and kissing your neck, like a distant memory of something you used to know.

You close your eyes again. You’re not sure why you would have a memory of something like this though; you lost your virginity to Alice back in high school and have not been with anybody since you broke up. And Alice certainly was nowhere near as straightforward about her affection and desires as this woman was being. Like, sure, you and Alice still had sex just about every day after school as teenage lovers are often to do, but you can't remember feeling Alice wanted you as this woman does.

The woman coos again, reaching up to pet your head. Your thoughts of your previous love life with Alice die as the woman continues to kiss you all over your neck, cheek, and collar bone. You feel like you’re getting drunk off her kisses, mind going blank with pleasure.

Mentioning pleasure, you think as your you open your eyes and let them travel down over her supple body. You can practically taste the arousal in the air around you, the smell of sweat and sex so thick.

You lick your lips, starting to rub her soft waist and back. Her skin is soft and warm to the touch, the strong muscles under her skin flexing as your hands roam over her. You are suddenly aware of how small she is compared to you and under your hand, which considering that she could easily stand up inside a hut that you had to stoop in makes sense. And it feels right, somehow. Small but strong and all women. Perverse thoughts of what you want to do with her run through your mind. You wonder what it would feel like to have those pouty lips around your throbbing member. Or perhaps lay down on her back, pin her down, and take her on the floor of her hut. You remember how long it’s been since you last felt pussy, specifically Alice’s quivering pussy around you and you feel your cock twitch hard in agreement. You can’t help but wonder how it would feel to be inside this hot little sexpot of a woman who is quite literally throwing herself on top of you.

She giggles again, huskily. Oh that’s right, you remember through your increasingly lustful thoughts, she can definitely read your mind. She kisses your neck a few more times, before nuzzling her head down against your chest. You feel her body move against yours again, until she is laying between your legs, your cock poking her straight in the stomach.

You reach down and grab her chin, and she looks up at you with half-lidded eyes and a grin. She’s quite sexy, womanly, in a way that is familiar and unfamiliar to you at the same time, like something whose name you once knew but long ago forgot. She gives you a coy smile, pressing her breasts hard against your body as if to egg you on.

You suddenly feel hot, impossibly hot even, sweating all over. Your cock is hard, painfully so. Your mouth is dry. You feel a sudden sexual hunger surge up inside you, making it even harder to think straight. You breathe in more of her scent and feel your mind go blank; replaced with urges, feelings, needs.

You look down at the woman with her coy smile and see womanhood. You feel womanhood. You glance at her mouth as she licks her lips seductively, and then down between the two of you where you can feel your erection against her soft flesh.