An intimate coupling

Sarah was nestled amongst a multitude of large, jewel colored pillows of dark greens, purples, reds, and bronze. They were covered in multi-colored silk, and the glow from the candles made the threads shine like liquid gold. Sarah had arranged the pillows on top of the incredibly soft, creamy white alpaca rug. Her body shone as if she had been painted with flecks of gold. I closed the door behind me and walked over to her. I thought she was naked, but as I knelt on the edge of the rug, I saw that she was covered with a cloak like garment made of the sheerest, gossamer material. It fastened just above the valley of her breasts with a single, tiny pearl closure. The garment fell to just below her navel. Her lower torso was turned to the side slightly; her pussy hidden from view, but her rounded ass protruding beautifully. I sat transfixed, unable to speak. I moved
close to her, cupping her face in my hands, leaning in for a kiss. Our lips touched softly at first, then an urgency started to build. Our lips parted, and we thrust our tongues into each other’s mouth. The heat was undeniable as we pressed as hard as we could onto each other’s lips. We sucked each other’s tongue and pulled the breath from the other. We finally separated, gasping for air. We had our hands around the other’s neck and our foreheads leaned against each other. I was finally able to speak.

"What a wonderful way to come home; you’ve never looked more desirable. I can’t wait to make love to you.” I reached out to unfasten the tiny pearl, but my fingers were too large and clumsy. Sarah looked at me demurely; she took my hands in hers and kissed them softly. She reached up and delicately unfastened the closure. Once she was successful, she lifted her face to me and lowered her hands to her lap. I slipped the garment from her body and took in her essence. I had to touch her!

Other than the slight movement of her chest when she breathed, Sarah sat perfectly still. She was sitting across from me with her legs crossed. Her hands remained folded in her lap. She looked like a magnificent statue. I stretched my hands out and stroked her face gently with my fingers. I traced every feature, just as a sightless person would. Her skin was so soft. Her nose turned upward slightly; her lips were soft and full, perfectly outlined and filled in with soft color. I felt the outline of the dimple in her chin and the line of her jaw, proceeding to her perfect ears and lobes. I ran my hands across her head and stroked her long, silky hair. It shone in the light of the fire and candles. It was cascading over her breasts. I gathered it at the nape of her neck and twisted it in a loose knot. I ran my fingers down her spine to her tight, round ass; I momentarily dipped the tip of my finger into her crack. I held each cheek in my hand and marveled at the smooth, well-muscled mounds.

I traced her protruding collarbone and spread my hands to her shoulders and ran my fingertips down both arms. I lifted each delicate hand and nuzzled her palm. After kissing each finger, I placed her hand back into her lap.

I took my right index finger and place it just above her right breast. I slowly trailed down and across the fullness of her upper breast and then traced the circumference of her complete fullness. I became acutely aware of the heaviness of her matching set of perfection. I slid my finger down her breast until I came to her areola. Again, I followed it’s circumference. Then I moved the pad inward to feel the space between the outer edge of the colored circle and her nipple. I saw Sarah shiver ever so slightly and felt the small rising bumps dotting her areola. I stopped my circular motion at the top of her areola and softly edged my finger up to and across her nipple. I repeated the motion and saw her nipple beginning to protrude from it’s safe place. It seemed to be reaching out for more attention and stimulation. I obliged by adding the pad of my thumb and rolling it gently between the two; studying it’s texture and shape. Sarah took in a quick breath during this examination, as if she had just received an electrical shock. I repeated this on her left breast. I cupped and kneaded both breasts simultaneously. I closed my eyes while I luxuriated in the sensual experience. I removed my hands and opened my eyes and was face to face with Sarah’s magnificently projecting cherry red nipples! I took them into my mouth one at a time. Both hands cupped and massaged her breast as I drew more of it into my mouth, sucking with urgency and desire. My tongue worked magic on her nipple and she held my head tight to her breast with insistent hands.

My fingers followed her flat, taut abdomen. When I reached her navel, my finger circled it and I dipped my little finger into it; exploring it’s depth and texture. I reached down and uncrossed her legs. I started at her thighs and worked down to her calves, rubbing them; feeling her well defined muscles. Her feet were delicate with perfectly polished nails. I felt the arch of her foot and the roundness of her heels. Now it was time to explore her intimate tunnel.

All day, I had been thinking about being inside of Sarah! Several times during the day I struggled to hide my raging hard on that had resulted just because I was daydreaming about her. Being so close to her was causing my cock to stir. I reached for the bottle of wine and poured two glasses. Handing Sarah her glass, I kissed her lips softly before she drank. I gently urged her to lie back in a semi reclining position on some of the pillows. “The only thing that I’ve wanted today was to be embedded in you, Sarah. It’s been agony being separated.” She nodded in agreement and we sipped our wine, savoring our time together.

I didn’t want to wait any longer. I wanted tonight to be a night of slow, tender lovemaking. Sarah suggestively opened her legs to me. I lay on my stomach, massaging her inner thighs while inhaling the familiar bouquet of her arousal. Anticipation was causing me to become harder.

As I continued to massage her, Sarah moaned softly. I was approaching her tunnel slowly with both my fingers and my mouth. My thumbs were close to her larger lips, and the warmth of my breath was settling onto her intimate areas. She moaned again and I saw her hands grab a handful of the soft alpaca as she prepared for my touch. Her legs spread wider, and they were moving against the softness underneath her, as if trying to help me reach her more quickly. My thumbs touched her outer lips. I massaged them up and down, alternately separating and closing her lips. The sound made by these movements signaled that Sarah was becoming much wetter as I grew harder and harder.

I separated her outer lips. Sarah gasped slightly. Her hips started undulating ever so slightly; her vagina opened up more asSarah’s pelvis somehow spread wider. She arched slightly, pushing her vagina toward me. I reached inside of her. I could see her clit just beginning to come out of hiding. I took my fingertip and moistened it with her juice, then I coated her clit; stroking the hood and top of it first, then touching it from below as it slowly began to extend. The tip was already very sensitive. I lowered my mouth onto her growing desire, while simultaneously inserting two fingers into her opening. Sarah clenched the soft fur beneath her and opened her mouth in a loud moan. I was in heaven!!

I licked and sucked her clit very slowly and tenderly. My fingers explored her intimately, but not hurriedly. I traced each letter of the alphabet on her clit, sucking it into my mouth between each letter. She struggled to keep her legs from clamping around my head, so I withdrew my fingers and helped her to stay open by placing my hands against the inside of her thighs. When I had completed the alphabet, I raised my eyes and saw that Sarah was cupping her breasts and stimulating her upper body. I retraced the alphabet on her clit staring with “z”. When I completed the “a”, I lifted my head; my face was drenched with Sarah’s excitement.

My cock was hard and fully extended. I stretched over her and leaned in to kiss her inviting lips. My cock was grazing her slit. I lowered my hips and rocked my pelvis so that my penis slid through her lubrication. As I moved into a seated position, I took Sarah’s hands from her breasts and slowly pulled her upward so she was sitting upright. My legs were crossed in front of me, and I eased her onto my lap. Her legs wrapped around my waist.; my cock standing straight up between us. We kissed softly and sensuously; our hands on each side of the other’s face. When our lips separated, Sarah put her head on my shoulder, and I nibbled her ear lobe.

She sighed deeply and whispered, “I felt so lost today without you.” I hugged her tightly and spoke into her ear, “I know, baby, I know.” My legs had been moving like the wings of a butterfly, in and out, opening and closing slightly. The movement brought Sarah’s pussy up against my throbbing cock. Sarah’s moisture was very evident. I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her up, sliding her against my chest, loving the feel of her breasts against me. I sucked her left nipple into my open mouth and stayed attached t to it as I slowly lowered her onto my erect penis. We moaned simultaneously as we clung to each other and became one.

We started a sensual dance; my legs butterflying slowly, burying my cock deep within her warm, moist vagina. With her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, Sarah settled into her own gentle rocking motion. She held my head against her breast as I continued to suckle. We weren’t in a hurry; the urgency for us was to be together, not to peak sexually. The sounds of our lovemaking were sounds of expressing our love more than our sexual release. It was amazing how our love had grown in a few short days.

We slowly eased our bodies down onto the luxurious alpaca; remaining intimately joined. We were lying on our side, facing each other. Sarah had her arms around my neck and I had mine wrapped around her waist; my hands on her ass. Our legs were intertwined. We ground against each other, pushing and pulling into and against the other. Our undulating motions inched us along the floor like a slow moving caterpillar. Our bodies were in perfect synchronization; we were one in every sense.

All too soon, I was ejaculating deep within Sarah. After my release, we remained joined and held each other for a long, long time. Neither of us wanted to separate. This coupling felt more intimate than it ever had before. At some point, we both realized that I had slipped out of her. “I wanted to last longer,” I said regretfully to her. She hugged me tighter saying, “I love every second that you’re inside of me, Paul.” We slowly separated, untangling ourselves. We kissed before we sat up. I stood first and gave Sarah my hand and helped her stand. She looked so beautiful with the flames from the fire dancing behind her.