Orgasms

It was then that I heard the moaning again. It wasn't quite as loud as earlier, but there was a deeper more passionate sound to it. I closed my eyes, imagining what must be happening in that other room. Imagining those luscious breasts of Charlotte's being sucked on by Helen's beautiful wide mouth.

The door opened and closed, breaking my train of thought. I opened my eyes to see Kaila approaching the foot of the bed. She wore her forest green bathrobe, belted at the waist. Her look was smoldering as she observed me, her hair combed so that it fell about her shoulders.

"Hey hon, I uh..." I stopped talking as she climbed over the foot of the flowered bedspread, her robe gaping open so that my gaze was drawn directly to her softly swaying tits. She crawled right next to me, her eyes never leaving mine until she kissed me, hard and hungry.

My hands came to the belt of her bathrobe, deftly undoing it so that the two halves fell away, revealing her gorgeous body. I ran my gaze over her, reflecting on her soft pink nipples, her cute dimpled bellybutton and even the soft scar below her navel.

"I want to make a baby." She breathed, her hands slowly sliding my boxers down, revealing my aching erection.

"I love you." I said, pulling her nude form atop me. She was warm from her shower, with small droplets of moisture on her flesh. I could smell the scent of the soap on her body. She rubbed against me, her lips active on my mouth, as we moved together.

The temptation to simply slide into her was enormous, but I fought the urge. We rolled to the side, my hands running up and down. I leaned back, pushing myself down.

"Mmmm, got something in mind?" Kaila grinned, as I kissed at her neck, then her tits. I didn't reply, merely licking and sucking at her nipples, bringing each in turn to full hardness, as my hands roamed over the rest of her, massaging and stroking.

"Don't stop..." She groaned, as I pulled away after kissing her sternum gently.

"One moment," I grinned, getting ready to make her happy. I pushed down on the bed until my head was even with her partially parted knees. I had done this before, and she knew what was coming as she languidly spread her legs.

"Just what I need," Kaila purred, as my lips caressed her inner knee. I gently alternated kisses, first one knee, then the other, kissing higher. Along one thigh, then the other, pushing her legs farther apart as I did so. I smiled as I saw her moisture, glistening on her gently pouting pussy.

She was very wet, even though we had just screwed on the sofa not five hours earlier. The thought of my sperm, still inside her from our previous mating was rather exciting. I nibbled on the small tendon right at the juncture of her leg and body, and was rewarded with an ardent moan.

"Oh, stop fucking teasing me!" She moaned, her fingers moving to clutch my hair. I slid my tongue from my mouth, and gently lapped at her soft pussy lips, not penetrating, but applying enough pressure to cause her to softly quiver.

I began to trace my tongue along the curves and contours of her damp cunt. I could taste her tangy excitement, mixed with a slightly salty taste that I knew was from myself. My hand stroked along her thigh, and I began to slowly spell words with my tongue. Everybody knows the old A-B-C trick, but I varied it a little by slowly spelling out "I love you Kaila," in cursive, and dotting the "i" with a gentle flick at her clit.

Two or three repetitions and Kaila was usually ready to explode. Tonight was no different, as she gasped and groaned under my tongue, which I slipped into her channel for another rendition. Her legs came together, around my head, and I heard her nearly sobbing in orgasm.