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Piano Lessons - How It Began

... bite him, he groans, watching me as I work down his body. His cock is already so hard, I love a man who is ready for me. Wrapping my mouth around just his head, my tongue flicks over his slit. Toying with it gently, probing him, while I stroke him at a slow pace. My lips are tight around him, holding him in place, my free hand cupping his balls. The moans that escape him are exhilarating. It is something I'm not used to, my ex husband was rather quiet, but Isaac doesn't seem to hold back. I can't help but love every sound he makes. It isn't long though, until I suck him out of my mouth, and climbing up onto the bed. I place my knees on either side of him, straddling him, I lean forward into him, as he leans up on his elbows slightly and sucks on each of my nipples. Moving back and forth between them, nibbling into a whimper out, and even then he doesn't stop. I can feel them grow tender and sore, which only makes me more aroused. I'm eager to plunge down onto him, but I don't. I just grind my pussy up and long his cock, letting my clit enjoy the sensation of being rubbed by something that isn't of my own hand. I stroke Isaac's hair as he nurses on my nipples, it's completely and utterly erotic. I do nothing but rock my hips on his shaft, listening to him moan and suckle. The vibrations on my flesh tease me, his facial hair scratches my skin, leaving me aching, wanting more. Finally, I lift my hips just enough, reaching down, I slide him in slowly. I don't plunge, like I ...

... thought I would, but allow myself to feel him stretch me wide. He fits wonderfully inside me, squeezing him into me, I begin to ride him slow and easy. But it isn't for long, just enough to get a good feel of him. He has let go of my nipples, reaching to pull me into a kiss, we moan together as his hands find my hips again. We meet at the same pace, fucking one another, I move faster, he moves faster. I collide with him, plunging myself down onto him. An entire year of no sex, the pent up need screaming through me all at once. I begin to orgasm, I ride him faster. I reach down and begin to play with my clit, out of habit, but Isaac brushes my hand away and does it for me. Rubbing on my clit, as I come. The wetness is heard, I can hear it each time my ass slaps against his thighs. I blush deeply, but I know he is loving it as much as I am. With my orgasm passed, Isaac lifts me up enough to drop me flat on my back and climbs on top of me. Thrusting his cock back into me, he bottoms out, and grinds himself deep inside me. He takes one of my legs and places it over his shoulder, pushing himself deeper inside me. The pressure, the fullness of him makes me whimper, I can feel my mouth forming the letting O like I'm gasping, he smiles down at me, just as he grinds in, pushing that moan out. I tremble, feeling him suddenly begin to move a quicker pace. Each thrust is deeper, harder than the last, but it feels amazing. I dig my nails into his flesh, racking upwards over him. He pounds into ...