Pushing On

You moved forward, your hand sliding further and further up Angela’s leg as you moved in, wanting to kiss her.

Yet as soon as you moved closer she turned away, even as you felt her legs opening wider for you she turned away. You wanted to say something, wanted to...demand that she kiss you?

You shook your head and decided to focus instead on her body. Pushing the concerns to the back of your mind you let your free hand slide up and under her top, your breath catching as you realise you have never really had the chance to touch her like this before.

Lifting your hand away from her leg you gently cup her breast through her top, a tiny catch of breath sending your heart racing as you feel her nipple starting to harden under your palm. Your free hand slowly working her top up her body. Only the sound of her breath becoming quicker with every passing moment telling you that you were at least doing something right.

When you finally pulled her top free you took a long moment to really look at her. Her bra was plain white, the light catching and highlight the quick rise and fall of her chest as she snatched glances at you. Your hands shook slightly as you reached up behind her, your head resting on her shoulder as you clumsy worked the clasp of her bra free, you couldn’t stop thinking about how soft she felt.

Then the clasp was free and her bra was sliding free but you don’t pull away, instead of staying close, planting a trail of soft kisses along her shoulder as you let her bra fall away. Leaning forward you both slowly tumble back onto your bed. The springs squeaking at the extra weight.

You didn’t stop kissing, tracing a line down the line of her collar towards her chest. With one hand you started to work your boxers down as the other traced a slow line over her stomach. As your boxers slipped free.

Angela gasped as your lips wrapped around her nipple, her body tensing beneath you as you began to tease her. Your heart racing at the reaction as your free hand began to work her trousers down.

You alternated then, your hands either teasing her breasts or working her trousers lower and lower. All the while Angela gasped and bucked beneath you, her eyes closed and mouth half forming words. Yet eventually you needed to pull away, sitting up to pull her panties and trousers free from her feet.

As you tossed them to the side you took her in. Her body opens to you, her chest rising and falling quickly as she covered her mouth, trying to keep her voice in. Her legs hanging open to you.

You leant forward, your lips tracing over the inside of her thigh, drawing yet another gasp as you traced a slow line with your tongue along her thigh, moving slowly but surely towards her sex. You expect her to stop you. That at any moment a hand will push your head back and you will have to stop.

Yet as you inch closer and closer, feeling the heat building, that moment never comes, instead, you feel her hips buck beneath you. Then your lips are moving over the rise of her thigh, you pass over the folds of her sex, your lips only just barely grazing her clit but even that is enough to send a shudder and gasp rushing through her body.

God, I want more of that! You think to yourself as Angela settles down and you begin to plant gentle kisses across her mons. Each drawing another shuddering gasp.

You played with her then, teasing with your mouth and hands, breathing across her sex or pulling your kisses back at the last moment. You almost felt bad about it but something about the way she writhed under you, something about seeing such a reserved woman acting like such a wanton slut made it impossible to stop. You lost track of even how long you teased her for, the bed beneath her becoming ever more stained as her excitement grew.

“Please!”

The single word was gasped as you felt a hand gripping your hair, pulling you away from her, her breath ragged and voice hoarse as she finally met your gaze.

“I need....it.”

Even now she still couldn’t bring herself to say it but you were far beyond asking. Quickly you slipped upward, your heart hammering in your chest as you felt your nearly painful erection press against her. Yet a tiny shred of self-control held you back for a moment.

“I don’t have a...condom,” You lied, there was one sitting in your wallet on the other side of the room but you were damned if you were going to put it on unless she told you to.

For a long moment, Angela did nothing but then you felt her legs wrapping around your waist, her body shifting under you, sliding your cock lower and lower.

It was all the answer that you needed as you pushed forward. Hard and savage. It took everything you had not cum then and there and you were sure she did orgasm in that perfect moment of union.

Her arms wrapped around you, pulling you into her soft embrace as the world narrowed to nothing more than the feeling of her body beneath you. This wasn’t like before, the bed screamed at the strain and you both screamed with it. This was hard and animal and it didn’t last long.

Before you knew it you were racing over the edge, slamming yourself home, clinging to Angela for dear life as a sensation like your soul was pouring out of you overcame you.

As quickly as the moment had arrived it was gone and you were collapsing, gasping for breath and sweating like marathon runners.