Glass - Sex Stories

Glass

... skin, shining gold in the soft natural light. Slowly my left hand traced its way down her slender body. I could feel her trembling beneath the soft pads of my fingertips. Gently I brushed over her clit, she gasped at the sudden additional stimulation. Softly I teased her button, knowing just how to touch her and maximize her pleasure. She reached one arm over her head, clutching at my hair in desperation. Her raw gasps for breath told me she was close. My teeth bit gently into her shoulder as my fingertips feathered across her clit. Her moans became desperate cries as she reached the edge, then her fingernails dug into my hand as she burst into a quaking orgasm. Her cries of pleasure caused me to explode against the fine curve of her ass; rope after rope of cum, as intense an orgasm as I had ever enjoyed. Our bodies went limp in a breathless, wet heap of satisfaction. Long minutes passed as we lay together, recovering from the intensity of our shared pleasure. Slowly she tilted her head up to kiss me, a deep kiss filled with wild desire and promise. “Now,“ she said, with her naughtiest smile yet, “Time for Round Two…”