Holy Dance Surprise - Sex Stories

Holy Dance Surprise

... as I ground my hips down onto him, conscious of his smell and feel, aware of the pounding of my heart and the beat of the music. And I repeated my rhythmic movement, tormenting him, feeling him pressing against me. And now I removed my knickers, slowly teasing him but still hiding my sex with a hand from his eager eyes. I could hear his breathing, heavy and loud but rivalling my own. I moved backwards to him, gyrating my bottom against his tented trousers that told me that he was an enthralled as I. And now I turned to face him, my breasts up against his face obscuring his vision and my naked pussy rubbing against his groin. And more and more, I could feel an ache, a longing from deep within me that manifested itself as I could sense my pussy swell and moisten, in readiness for a mate. I could see the outside of his trousers damp from my juices and raised by his desperate anticipation. Now my hands reached for his crotch, unzipped and released him from the constraints of his clothes, exposing his cock to my sight. Pre-cum glistened on the tip of his erection that seemed to be impossibly big, magnified in my eyes by my own desire. I saw veins standing out along its length, from the engorged head to his balls and I traced my fingers down to cup him, gently. I turned and danced so that the cheeks of my naked bottom massaged against him, simulating the thrusts of a wished for union and raising the tempo of the night ever higher. I could feel his cock sliding against me, warm ...

... and hard; I could feel him trying to push himself against even more and I could feel myself ready, prepared. I arched my body, so tilting my vulva to his twitching erection until I could feel him hard against my ass and as I moved imperceptibly upwards, he slipped ever closer to my swollen, lubricated pussy. So our bodies twirled, and twisted and found each other; my b*****r poised at my entrance with my juices flowing in welcome to our joining. And I sat back and felt his cock find me, open me and slide into me, easily and deeply as my vagina swallowed him. Still he had not touched me, but now I felt his hands grab my hips, helping to lift me up and down, almost as if I had no weight, controlling our motions and his thrusts as a****l passion replaced inexperience. And I took him all, and felt his thickness fill me, and our movements thrill me. Driving into me and pulling out, only to return once more bringing a beguiling sensation to my body. Repeating and repeating. Now his hands moved up to my tits and nipples, teasing and pinching me, adding to my building orgasm. His hands kneaded and grasped my breasts and his fingers rolled my nipples inducing an ecstasy. My fingers pushed downwards, felt my opening and touched his cock piling into my body, before rubbing my clit and adding to the thrill. I tilted my head back and found his mouth in a long passionate kiss that should not have been. And his thrusts built up and brought me to an exquisite orgasm, so intense that I had to ...