Canceled Flight

He exhaled a very soft moan as she straddled him, her hips brushing against him, and the hardness in his pants. Her lips were soft, flitting over his, almost a tease instead of a kiss. And when it was done, all he wanted was more. Her hands were on his shoulders as she paused, eyes closed.

His hands slid over her arms to the middle of her back. As they moved up her back, he pulled her gently against him. He moaned again as her hips pressed directly against him and the softness of her breasts met the hard muscles of his chest. He brought his lips to her, murmering, "seconds."
 
Julia teetered on his lap, her eyes closed, waiting, enjoying the stillness of the moment. Then Shawn moved his hands behind her and pulled her close. First she felt her breasts against his muscular frame. She felt the softness of their bellies pressing together. Then the movement brought her pelvis forward, which slid downward and forced her mound against his hardness. She gasped. A ripple of pleasure shot through her.

"Seconds," Shawn said, as she felt his lips again. This time her tongue darted into his mouth and she tasted him for the first time. Their mouths pressed into each other, their tongues mingled, until finally she pulled away. Julia gasped, pulling herself off of him, trembling.

"Woah." She breathed deeply, shaking slightly. "Shawn, that is sooo hot." She took several more deep breaths. "Let's eat our desserts. I want to catch my breath before you turn me into a blithering puddle of pleasure."
 
Shawn took a deep breath as she moved away from him, talking about dessert. His body felt the absence of hers, and he felt drawn to her like a magnet. He watched her as she stood, not two feet from him, as she did some deep breathing herself. His cock throbbed as his saw her nipples tenting the fabric of her blouse. His mouth started to water.

But he could appreciate foreplay in all its forms. The best sex was when both partners were so aroused that they lost all control. He smiled hungrily at her, "after tasting your lips, no dessert is going to compare."

He watched her get the bag and take out the containers. She handed him one and a fork and sat down next to him on the bed again. He opened his box and took a big bite of cake. Not bad at all. "This was a good idea," he teased gently, "turning you into a blithering puddle is going to take a lot of energy. Best to carbo load. Care for a bite?"

He gave her a fork full and groaned again as she opened her mouth wide and took it. As she closed her lips on the fork, he smiled, "tease."

As he took his second and third bites, he could not help but undress her with his eyes. He also could not help but wonder if she would enjoy this as much as he would. He hoped...
 
Julia opened her mouth and Shawn fed her a bite of cake. Before he could take it out, she toyed with the fork in her mouth. "Tease," he said.

Then, sitting beside him on the bed, Julia swung her legs around so that hey straddled his torso in a leg lock.

"Now you," she smirked. She reached her fork towards him holding her other hand underneath to catch any syrup drops. As she drew out the fork, she smeared some syrup around his lips.

"Oopsies. Better clean that up." She leaned forward and licked the syrup from around his mouth, darting her tongue briefly inside. She was just being playful and hoped it wasn't grossing him out.
 
For someone who had hesitated to get more intimate, she was teasing him to distraction. Straddling him, under the pretense of giving him a taste, caused his hips to involuntarily rock against her. If she was half as good naked as she was right now, she would be amazing.

He tasted her custard and felt his lips being smeared with syrup. Then she was on him again, licking his lips clean and darting her tongue in his mouth. He nearly dropped his cake in his desire to take her in his arms again.

He brought his feet closer to his hips, his knees pointing upwards. He put a hand on her shoulder and eased her back, whispering, "relax." She realized what he was offering and settled back agains this thighs. She was now resting squarely over his cock and he wondered how much of it she could feel through the layers of their clothes.

He took another bite of his cake and wondered if dessert would ever end.
 
Julia felt Shawn's cock pressing against her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." She tried to catch her breath. "Ok Shawn, I'm relaxing. Now I'm going to try to take a bite of custard."

Waves of pleasure rippled up her torso. She took long steady breaths. She managed to get a bite into her mouth, swallow it, and still breath.

"Foreplay is not supposed to be this intense, Shawn. I think we skipped some steps or something. Shouldn't we be like, kissing or something? Or running your hand down my arm?"

Julia took one long sigh and leaned against him, putting her arms around him, her head on his shoulder. His cock twitched against her, stirring her passion.

"Ok Shawn, I'm relaxed. I'm good for the rest of the night. Let me know when it's time to get on the plane."
 
"Oh, you mean like this?" he asked as he drew his finger tips very softly up her arm. He curled his fingers inward on the return trip, so that the traced along her inner arm. She fidgeted and he smiled, "given the current that is running between us, just being in the same building is foreplay, but I am in no hurry."

He ran his fingers up her arm again, to her shoulder, and then over the side of her neck. With his other hand, he speared the last piece of cake and stuffed it in his mouth. OK, so it was a huge piece, but he didn't know how much longer he could stand.

Then she leaned against him, her head on his shoulder, and gave herself to him. He ran both hand over her sides and shoulders to take her head in his hands. He righted it and brought her to his lips, "you said something about kissing." Their lips met, softly at first, but with increasing intensity as one kiss lead to another, and another.
 
"Mmmmm..." Julia moaned. Now this was foreplay, she thought. Their mouths lingered together, their lips and tongues exploring. She thought of all the flavors she was tasting, concentrating on that spectacular flavor of her new lover.

Her hand caressed his face, feeling every surface for its contour, its softness. She raised up her head and Shawn trailed her lips down her neck, around below her ears, down to the opening at the top of her blouse. These were especially sensitive spots.

She held him tightly and leaned over to kiss his head as his lips caressed her neck.

"It's so wonderful, Shawn. You are just the most beautiful man."
 
His lips sought and met that sensitive spot on her neck. He bared his teeth and pressed them against the spot, just hard enough to make her shiver and gasp. He replied, "and you, Julia, and simply delicious."

He kissed down to the base of her neck and onto her collarbones. Shortly, his lips met the edge of her blouse. He leaned back and slid his hands to her top button. He locked eyes with her as he started to open one button after another. He wanted to her to see the desire burning in him as he undressed her. His hands brushed her breasts as he moved down, opening her, baring her to his eyes, his hands. He was breathing hard when the last button yielded. He slipped her blouse off, only a lacy bra remaining, her hard nipples showing beneath.

"Julia," he breathed, leaning forward, kissing down her chest, onto the lace and the soft flesh beneath, soon taking a gorgeous lace covered nipple between his lips.
 
Julia nuzzled Shawn's head with her face, softly moaning, as he worked his way down the buttons. It was just the most wonderful feeling what Shawn was doing to her. He seemed to savor every inch of her body on his way to her sensitive areas. Julia loved it so much.

Then Shawn mouth was at her breast, working it with his tongue and lips through the sheer fabric. All Julia could think about was him pulling the fabric and feeling the warmth of his mouth on her sensitive skin. But he kept up his playful teasing with her bra, raising her desire to a fever pitch. She felt once he felt him on her breast without the fabric, she'd explode in pleasure. She concentrated deeply, her mind following every sensation he made.
 
He moved his mouth slowly between her nipples, kissing up and down her cleavage with each pass. His hands had been holding her sides, until they finally slid along the bra to the clasp in the back. He pulled the fabric sufficiently to take and unclip the clasps. Then he leaned back to pull the bra off her chest and down her arms. He surveyed her new nakedness, murmering, "perfect." He brought his hands to her shoulders and started to lean his face forward again, when he twisted his torso and pulled them both onto their sides. He then eased Julia onto her back, so very hungry for her nipples, standing erect on the mounds of her breasts. He groaned as he brought his lips to one, pinching the soft and hard flesh, his tongue flicking the tip. He kept his touch light as he feasted upon her breasts, his hands stroking her belly and her sides.

He kissed every inch of her breast, before moving to the other, as one of his hands began to stray lower, lightly feeling the contour of her hips, her thighs, and what lay between.
 
Julia felt Shawn fumbling with her bra. She grew tense with anticipation. Her nipples ached with desire as the fabric of her bra, and beyond that Shawn's mouth, teased and toyed with them.

Then the clasp was loose and her bra was pulled free. The cool air wisped over her sensitive skin and she felt penetrating desire from Shawn's admiring eyes. Her nipples, erect and hard with desire, ached for his tongue. She could feel his breath on her and knew that he wanted as badly as she wanted him, but he teasing out every morsel of desire she had the strength to feel.

Then Shawn twisted her down onto her back. He slid up to her and then his mouth found its prey.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......" Julia squirmed as a jolt of pleasure shot through her, eyes closed, mouth open with abandon.

Shawn seemed consumed with the sensations in his mouth. His tongue swirled and flicked, with nothing further was necessary for its pleasure.

"Oh Shawn that's so good," Julia moaned.

Then she felt his hand exploring below, over her belly, and her pelvis jerked with a spasm of anticipation. She began grinding her hips slowly, seeking a release that was still far away.
 
He felt her hips move under his hand, felt his own body rock in response. He continued to tease and coax her nipples, as her areola hardened and swelled. His tongue circled each nipple, feeling each bump and swelling. His own hunger pushed him to go harder, to consume her, but he kept it in check, going soft and slow, for now.

His hand traced over her hips, until he found the clasp and zipper on her skirt. Both yielded easily to him, and soon his fingers were wandering over her naked belly. He explored her, feeling each curve of her flesh. But he was limited by the fact that he skirt was still partly on. Rather than stop what he was doing, he braced himself and moved on top of her, his face between her breasts. His hands pressed her mounds together, and he feasted with more abandon, until the rocking of her hips urged him to start kissing down, sliding down over her belly. As he moved, his hands went to her skirt and slid it from under her and off. He kissed lower, teasing her belly, her hips, moving onto her panties.
 
Julia felt Shawns hands fumbling with her skirt, and then his face slowly glide downward toward her belly. She gasped, her hand gripping the bedsheet..

"Oh Shawn. Oh Shawn."

He was there. At her pelvis. The place of her last remaining defenses. Soon she would be completely vulnerable. He would be at the epicenter of her pleasure. He would own her. She was letting him do that. She wanted him to do that.

In her belly she felt convulsions of desire and anticipation. Her hips were slowly grinding in desperation. She tried to draw slow breaths, she tried to remember to enjoy this moment for its own qualities. His kisses on her belly were sweet and calming. But when he'd inch down toward her pussy, there was only maddening desire.

"Oh Shawn. Oh Shawn."
 
As he kisses went lower, he could feel her hips moving beneath him, bumping his chin. His lips met her panties, moving over the waistband, kissing her through the sheer fabric. He could taste her now, and his tongue gave a long lick, the panties holding her wetness. He could feel her pubic hair beneath as he kissed her mons. He paused, then let his face follow the curve of her body. His lips kissed, then began to suck the fabric over her labia. He felt her soft flesh move as he mouthed her panties. He moaned loudly as her scent and taste washed over him.

He kissed up again, moving more quickly to the waistband of her panties again. He took it in his teeth and pulled it down. He brought up his hands to help with the process. Julia and he both shifted and her panties slid down and off.

Julia settled onto her back, her legs spread wide. Shawn started kissing down her thighs, softly saying, "Julia... I... want... you."
 
By now Julia's pussy was sopping wet. Shawn pressed into her panties with his mouth, and she quivered with pleasure. Then he was pulling her panties down, and she lifted her hips and felt them slide off. Now she was naked for him, for his pleasure. As she felt his head slide up her leg, she parted her thighs and waited.

"Julia... I... want... you," he had said. Oh what beautiful words those were. "Oh yes babe, take me," she'd impulsively replied, "take all you want from me."

Julia closed her eyes. This moment before he touched her again was a moment of perfect stillness. She felt beautiful, fulfilled, loved, desired all because of the thoughts Shawn was having about her. It made her soul open up to him completely. She wanted him to have her, and she wanted to have him more than anything else in the world.
 
On hearing her words, he slid his cheek along her thigh, until his lips landed just abover her pussy. His tongue extended and slid gently down, parting the soft wet lips, tasting her directly for the first time. He slid all the way to her opening, his tongue exploring her. He rose again, his tongue flat against her, then down as before. He put his lips against her and sucked on of her labia into his mouth. Oh myyyyy, she had generous lips, and he flicked and teased her flesh with his tongue. He released one and took the other, moaning as he did. He moved down to her opening again, and repeatedly probed her with the tip of his tongue, giving her a hint of future pleasures. He slid up again, giving the lightest of licks, until he was on her hood, teasing her clit to further hardness. He felt her moving beneath him and pressed his lips around her clit, sucking gently on her most sensitive organ...
 
Julia loved guys who enjoyed licking her pussy. It wasn't just that she had incredible orgasms, which she most always did. It was more that she liked and respected guys who appreciated the scents and flavors of sex. At some point in the evening she'd felt sure Shawn would do this. As Shawn inhaled the aroma between her legs and sighed with pleasure, she knew she wouldn't be disappointed.

She let out a long satisfying sigh as Shawn's lips found their destination. Instinctively, her legs parted more widely and her pelvis moved with the rhythm of his mouth. He nibbled on her labia and darted his tongue in her.

"Oh Shawn, Oh Shawn. Oh Shawn. I love this so much."

Wisely he steered clear of her clit at first. Then there were feeling flicks of his tongue on it. Then gentle pressure. She felt her inner muscles tense and ache in response. Julia concentrated completely on his movements trying to guide him with her mind. But he was always in total control and she was always totally at his mercy.

"Ohhhh Shawn"
 
He grinned at her moans and words. She was vocal in her pleasure, and he found that hugely erotic. He varied the intensity with which he sucked her clit and increased and decreased the pressure of his lips, all subtle changes. And then he began to flick her clit directly with his tongue, a slow steady rhythm, sometimes up and down, sometimes circling. He observed her carefully for cues as to what pleasured her most. He did know a variety of other things he could add to the experience, but for this first time, he would use his tongue alone. His hands gripped her thighs as he movements became eratic. His mind held one thought, "cum for me Beautiful."
 
Julia felt his mouth come to rest over her clit. He began gentle but steady flicks of the tongue. She knew now that the time was coming. No more teasing, this was it.

She gripped the sheet tightly and pressed her pelvis into his mouth. She didn't want him to be more forceful, it was just a reflex she couldn't control. What he was doing was perfect. Again, as a reflex, she drew her thighs further back, opening herself further to his control. Her face was contorted with unbearable pleasure. She could cum at any second. Some thought, some change in movement, some word would trigger it.

"cum for me Beautiful," Shawn said.

Julia gasped. That was it. She braced herself. Her voice became a series of staccato sounds.

"Ah......ah....."

Her body coiled itself for forceful release.
 
She must have heard his thought, his desire. Her hips, and then her entire body tensed and started to tremble. Words had given way to small, quick moans. His lips and tongue rode her, keeping the rhythm and pressure, coaxing her over the edge. He felt a tremor run the length of her body as her release began, and he moaned hungrily into her sex.
 
Finally, that one last flick of the tongue, maybe ever so slightly more deliberate then the one before.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....."

Julia cried out loudly. Her pelvis jerked up. Shawn stilled his tongue but held his mouth against her mound. Her legs flailed above his head. She writhed and squirmed. Then another cry.

"Ohhhhhhhhh....."

Inside her pelvis, Julia was aware of wild spasms. She could feel her pussy twitch. She hadn't had this strong an orgasm many times, and she wondered what it looked like up close, and how her body looked so out of control.

Then she lay her hands on Shawn's head to still him. Shawn rested still on her mound as her breath steadied, finally pulling away.

"Oh god, Shawn, do you have any idea how good that was?"

Julia finally regained herself. She gave Shawn a pleading look.

"Come up and hold me. Just for a minute." She didn't know why she felt the need to be hugged.
 
His lover climaxed strongly, her legs thrashing against his body, her cries loud in her ears. He held his lips against her continued to suck as waves of pleasure moved through her body. He could not help but smile. Her orgasm had so satisfied him.

When she put her hands on his head and her body setltled, he ceased to suck her, just keeping his lips against her pussy, his tongue lazily lapping her sweet secretions. He looked up at her merrily. Then he saw a change in her expression, then the request to be held. He guessed she was feeling vulnerable. It didn't matter.

He raised his head and said softly, "happily, for as long as you like."

He crawled over her, slipping his arms under hers, part lowering his body onto her and part pressing her against him. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. "Julia," he breathed in her ear, "that was beautiful." It was an intensely intimate moment. He was still dressed. She was naked, vulnerable. He just held her.
 
Julia clung to Shawn tightly and for some unknown reason tears came streaming out of her eyes. It was all over in a minute or so.

"Wow. What was that about? I guess it's been a long time since anyone has done that to me."

She let out a deep sigh and looked at Shawn.

"Thank you, Shawn. For everything."

She put her lips against his and kissed him, closing her eyes as her tongue slid inside. She'd forgotten about her fluids in his mouth. She smiled and opened her eyes.

"Mmmmmm....I forgot about that." Then she brought her lips to his and kissed him again. She felt his cock stiffen against her leg. She reached her hand down and felt for it, squeezing it through his pants.

"You've definitely got too many clothes on," she giggled. "How about I help you take them off?"
 
They held each other for many breaths, and he could sense that she was releasing in other ways. He felt a rush of emotion. She trusted him enough to be open that way too.

But soon she was kissing him, tasting herself on his lips, and grasping his hard on through his pants. They both wanted him naked. He considered her offer for a moment, and decided to have a little fun.

He rolled to his side and off the bed. Then just out of her reach, be started to unbutton his shirt. He locked eyes with her again as he stripped for her. He peeled off his shirt and unbuckled his pants. He watched her as he unzipped them, and with one smooth motion, lowered his pants and underwear to floor. His cock sprang free, and he sighed that he was finally comfortable. He stepped out of his pants and looked hungrily at her. "Spread your legs for me again," he whispered.

Julia blinked, then did as she was asked. Shawn crawled onto the bed, moving towards her. When his head was over his knees, he smiled at her, and said, "seconds."

He kissed her knee and like before, let his cheek ride along her thigh.
 
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