She reveals the mysteries

Slowly, slowly, slowly, she started to remove the satin piece that was inset in her bra cup. She hadn’t removed it completely before she started working on the other one. I couldn’t keep my hand off my cock as I imagined how she would look once they were removed. She was licking her full, pouty lips as she bared her tits completely. She tossed the 2 insets on the floor as she exposed more of her spectacular body.

Her tits protruded through the opening that she had revealed. Somehow, the garment supported the tremendous globes perfectly. They stood out strong and proud. I caught sight of her glorious nipples and areolas. They were silver!! They had been painted with something so they shined like two beacons. Her nipples looked as if they had been glittered. I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to take my pleasure with them. She seemed to have read my mind because she quickly reassured me that she was 100% edible – inside and out! I started to get up and go to her when she said, “Stay there, Paul. There’s more for you to see.”

She looped her forefingers in the top strip of the thong and started pulling on it. I thought that she was going to step out of it, but then I saw her begin to unfasten the triangular satin that hid her pussy! In a matter of seconds the panel was gone, and she stood before me with her legs slightly apart, and her smooth mound and lips fully exposed.

She worked the thin strip that ran along her slit and her crack back and forth as she slowly swiveled her hips. She moaned ever so softly. “Oh my god,” I said softly. I wanted her NOW!

I went to her and fell to my knees. Her heels made her the perfect height. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her toward me. I parted my lips slightly and breathed on her pussy as I hugged her closer to me. My mouth was against her lips, and she widened her stance slightly as she pulled my head against her. “Ohhh, I’ve missed you touching me,” she sighed. I could smell and feel her arousal as I nuzzled closer. By now, my hands were kneading her ass cheeks, and she was pushing her pussy against my face. I continued to breathe on her and take in her scent.

As she undulated against my face, she directed me to slip my finger along the underside of the strip that caressed her slit. My finger slid into her lips and along the underside of the strip. She was unbelievably wet! I was surprised to feel small raised nubs all along the strip’s underside. Then Sarah said, “Go up to my clit, Paul. Feel it there.” My finger slowly crept upward. Sarah's legs trembled, almost buckling, when my finger barely grazed her enlarged structure. I wondered how she could be so aroused. Then, I felt the cluster of nubs that nestled against her clit. They had to massage her tender button with every move she made, no matter how slight.

I pulled my face away from the musky scent and looked up at her. Her eyes were pleading. “I’ve been wearing this for hours. If I don’t come soon, I think I’ll die,” she whimpered. I stood up and looked into her eyes and kissed her. “I understand,” I said as I took her hand and led her through the French doors onto the balcony.

The full moon and the lit candles bathed her in light. She was exquisite. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her perfect body, the swollen, slick lips between her legs and the firm, round tits rising from her chest. Her ass was round and tight, with the thin strip of her thong caressing her crack. I slipped my finger under the strip and felt the same nubs that I had felt the front. She was slick there, too. She sighed deeply as I said, “You must be sooo horny, my love.” All she could do was nod as she twisted her nipples and sunk hard against my chest. I wondered briefly if there were any curious eyes peering at us from any of the near by windows. Sarah was in such need that she was totally driven to get relief.

From behind her, I reached around her waist and tugged at her thong. Pulling it tightly against her body, I slid it back and forth along the length of her slit. The mass of nubs nestled snuggly against her clit massaged it on all sides. As I hugged h er closer to me so she couldn’t escape the stimulation she cried out, “Oh my god…Ohhhh…god.” She threw her head back as her ass ground into my pubic bones, trapping my cock between us. I bent my knees and undulated against her. We were oblivious to anything other than out sexual “dance”. I covered her vagina with my palm and rubbed her with strong, circular movements. She pushed herself into my palm, while she instinctively clenched and unclenched her ass. I responded to her by stroking her clit with my fingers. She cried out and trembled with each touch. “Please….please,” she begged, her hips moving uncontrollably.