Wood-n't she like to find out.

I grind myself against Nadya and shift my hips to face her. I trail my hands down her back and start to message her lower back. I'm rewarded with a gasp as she leans back against my fingers. I use the moment to push her to her down onto her back. Slowly I start to lower my kisses. The sweat on her skin is intoxicating and mouth becomes increasingly aggressive as I leave a trail of kisses down her collar bone and chest. I linger briefly on her nipples before diving down to the main course between her legs. Her lower lips are already soaked and I stop for a moment my mouth just above her pussy.

"You ready for me?" I ask her.

"Yes, please. Don't make me beg." She pants out, her hand tightens on my shoulder in barely held back lust.

"Well since you asked so nicely." I respond as take a long lick of the length her sex.

"Fuck, like that!" I hear her gasp.

I continue long licks out the outside of her sex, avoiding any direct clit stimulation for now. I enjoy the tightening of her thighs with each new lick and feel a growing need between my own thighs. I reach a hand down to start feeling my own pussy. I start to run my fingers through my labia. Each pass of my fingertips eats away at my self control as I each her out. So I up the ante to hide my own arousal and move my tongue lower.

"What, you don't have to..... ohhhhh gods" Nadya's voice jumps several octaves as I rim her for the first time. Her hips gyrate attempting to get used to the pleasurable new sensation. I look up her eyes are shut as she works to process the work of my tongue. So, I take the opportunity to grab the discarded strap-on she used on me earlier. I continue to rim her as I work to put on the harness.

Putting on the harness while rimming her is not easy, luckily Nadya is on the edge of bliss. On the harnesses interior I find a nub that lines up perfectly with my clit, this should be good. Get up for rimming her and look down at the woman who has taken my heart. Her chest is flush red, her nipples stand perky and her breasts are covered in a sheen of sweat that catches the light.

I move strap-on between her legs and she opens her green eyes and stares back at me. I ask, "Can I take you?"

In response I feel her powerful legs lock behind my back and pull me forward. I feel a gentle pressure against my clit as the toy sinks into Nadya. Nadya's eyes widen as I use my hips to continue the push forward. It feels different then using a cock. But I notice as a shift side to side while hilted that grinding is much better with the nub contacting my clit. Each movement back and forth feeling like a skilled warm hand stroking my button. Nadya notices my grinding motion and starts to match my movements. I lean down and kiss her.

With the constant clit stimulation and slower movements we are both able make out as we grind our way to a climax. As a man, thrusting and the need for rougher stimulation made moments like this difficult. But now, we slowly watched each other build to something beautiful. Each caress of her breasts and kiss driving us that much closer to release. The buildup lasts forever and all the sudden I hear Nadya slowly say "Sam" as her face scrunches in exertion. I feel my hips start to twitch as I begin to lose control and I start to grind against her in a frenzy.

I let out a feminine scream as it comes. Our bodies glide against each other and feel my nipples press into her chest. It's so much. I feel Nadya bite my neck and muffle her own release against my skin. I expect it to be over but I feel something building again. My chest hitches as I say, "fuck I'm not sure I can take this again".

The choice is taken away from me as Nadya uses her legs to pull me tight against her again. I hear, "Don't you dare stop now. Fuck me Sam!"

With the last vestiges of our strength with both begin to spasm. I feel a deep ache all over my body as we find release and cumplete each other. I lie on top of her a twitching panting mess.

"It goes on and on doesn't it, how do women do anything else?" I ask Nadya.

Nadya lets out several satisfied breaths, "With the right person certainly, we should count our lucky stars."

I respond, "Only one star matters to me."