Seduction...

[Kamiyue2c]

You've had a wonderful time. Such a lovely evening, it can't end so soon and you won't let it!

You start slowly with a light kiss, just the lips touching as he holds your fingers gently in his open hands, his thumbs lightly caressing the backs of your fingers. Your eyes open again and look up into his as he draws his head back, his eyes looking deeply into your beautiful eyes. Slowly your lips move closer together, both of you tilting your heads to the right so you can press your mouths together with just a bit more intensity, your lips parting just a bit. His hands release yours and slowly slip under your arms and around your back, drawing you closer together. Your hands reach around him and pull him closer in a hug that allows both of you to feel each other and the heat you are throwing off.

The kiss is released, but the hug continues as his hands slide up and down your back, keeping you close to him as he slowly kisses behind your ear and along your neck, drawing you upward to him. His wandering hands continue to caress and massage your back but start to travel further, reaching around to your sides and down to your waist and buttocks. There is no hurry in his movements as the gentle pressure allows your muscles to relax.

His lips have not kept still either. They have drifted back up your neck, causing you to shiver and goose bumps to break out on your flesh as his lips continue their nibbling journey back to yours, following the line of your jaw to the underside of your chin and back up. This time, the kisses are even deeper, as your lips part further and your tongues reach out and enjoy a short jousting match, but there is still no rush in your actions.

Your warmth has continued to grow as his hands reach down and find the place where your blouse meets your skirt. The fingers slowly draw up the material, allowing just enough space for the hands to slip inside, but trying not to let the cold air rush in, only his lips can make you shiver when they reach the sensitive place just back and behind your ears. The fingers continue to roam inside your blouse, along your waist and across your back. They are kneading the muscles as they go up and down your spine, slowly reaching further and further up until they discover the strap which crosses your back. Over this and drifting around above the band, finding the loops that cross over your shoulders and then following them back down to the main strap. This is what they must follow and explore, but there is no need to be greedy and rush the occasion. What can they discover? Are the hooks in front or back? But the hooks are not the goal for the moment, only the exploration and discovery. By now the fingers have located the swell of your bust line, reaching the sides of your bosom and the thumbs gently finding the area where they begin to swell from the underside. From there they again begin the trip down your sides to your narrow waist. They have succeeded in their main goal of loosening the blouse from the waistband of your skirt and exposing your belly button...

 

[Aresearcher]

I love running my hands up and down your body. Your skin is like silk and I can't stop touching you.
Managing to loosen your blouse I explore you totally. I rub my hands around the underside of your silk-clad breasts brushing your nipples lightly. But it is too early for that.
Having exposed your belly button, I move my lips from you and bend down to kiss the skin above your skirt. I trail kisses around your waistband -- you squirm deliciously. Pressing my lips to your skin, I begin to lick your body finally resting on your belly button. My tongue licks you there first gently, then a little faster. You're starting to move a little more now and your hands are at the back of my head urging me on.Let's make the pleasure last -- we have the night before us.

 

[Moneytalks]

Gasping with delight my mind reeling with the erotic game your fingers and lips are playing. You feel my every quiver ,and every stiffled gasp as my body trembles gently underneath Your questing fingers.

I feel your fingers teasingly follow the line of my bra strap, and my mind screams out for you to release the restrictive clothing. Instead with mind-bending ease you continue to explore me leaving me breathless with desire for you as you tease and touch.

My own delicate fingers grip your shoulders, kneeding the muscles there unconciously. You watch as my face flickers with a million emotions, lust, desire, passion, wanting, longing, need. My eyes flash open as warm brown eyes watch you ease your mouth down to my belly. My flesh quivers in your arms with anticipation. Finally that hot wet mouth on my cool skin. You taste and lick me gently, my legs tremble as every nerve is concentrated on that very spot.

My back arches gently, my flat stomach stretching for you as you take your time enjoying the smooth silky skin and soft flesh under your lips. My fingers gently stroke up your neck and delves into your hair tugging gently silently begging you for more. My long silky dark hair swishes forward gently brushing your hand with buttefly softness as you pause and watch me squirm with desire.

[Edited by Moneytalks on 06-27-2000 at 08:51 PM]

 

[Kamiyue2c]

Taking a moment to back off and gaze at you, his mouth returns to yours, keeping your mouth occupied with a mixture of strength and gentleness, the feelings of passion and caring that come from deep within people. The lips part occasionally, allowing deep breaths to be drawn in your lungs, increasing the swell of your breasts for a time, before it is released again.

His hands have now settled on your hips, holding them and you close, but then causing you to separate. It is only a short distance, but you know the time has come. His hands hook inside the lower edge of your blouse and drift up along the flesh of your curves. Slowly they rise, bringing the edge of the blouse with them. Again they find the strap of your bra and hesitate, trembling slightly with the nervousness of wanting to go on. You now release him, lifting your arms over your head and his fingers continue their journey up your side and along the length of your arms. Before putting your arms down, he releases your head from the restraint of the blouse, allowing your hair to drift back down, most settling on your back but some of it drifts forward to alight on your chest.

Your eyes look down as the warmth fills your cheeks and you can see the firm swelling of your breasts rising out of your black, lace bra. Looking back up, you see the glaze in his eyes, knowing that his have fallen into the valley of your cleavage. For a moment, it seems as if all is lost to the lust filling his eyes. His mouth is slightly open in awe and you know it has gone dry by the way he licks his lips, trying desperately to regain the lost moisture. As you continue to observe his face, his sight clears and his resolve returns. There will be no hurrying of the moment today.

Again he draws you close, in a powerful but gentle hug. Your lips are drawn together like magnets as his left hand holds your back and his right hand lowers to hold and pull your firm derriere closer. The energy of all this starts to finally take its toll and you both sit and recline back on the bed...

 

[Moneytalks]

As we sink down together onto the firm mattress, I lie on my back, my soft silky tresses fanned out around my face. You lie close to me holding yourself up on one elbow as you gaze down at my flushed expression. Idly, you trace a languid pattern with gentle finger tips across the valley of my breasts, teasingly ruffling the lace edges of my black bra. You see me inhale sharply as my skin enjoys this sensuous trail.

My eyelids flutter as my focus hones in on your meandering fingers. You notice me squirm every so slightly with desire. My slender fingers reaching for you and resting warmly on your hip. You lower your gaze taking in my slender figure, the way my knee is bent slighty angling towards you. My dark eyes beg you to continue, but you will not be rushed.

I watch with wonder as you lower your mouth until I feel the burning hot trail of your kisses as they butterfly down my collar bone enticingly slow moving over the swell of my breast dangerously close to my cleavage before you raise your head to watch the effect this has on me. My emotions clearly written on my face. Desire and passion burning in my eyes.

 

[Kamiyue2c]

The visible desire burning in your eyes add to the flames building in his body as his kisses again trace down your jaw, proceeding freely to your abundant cleavage. The kisses are light and almost playful, a little press, a light sucking, a quick flick of the tongue and a gentle whisper of air leaving his pursed lips. They seem to dance across the expansive area of flesh that is bursting from the top of your restrictive bra, setting the nerves on fire and seeming to increase the swell of your bosom.

His hands now have more freedom to roam and they take advantage of this. They find the delicate smoothness of your sides, drifting to your back and continue down; always moving back and forth. After journeying for miles, the fingers reach the top edge of your jeans; the jeans that look like they have been painted on. With a little more pressure, the tips drift under you to massage your behind, floating to the base and then making their way to the thighs and around in front. They move up and down your thighs, traveling inside and out, but always as they near the top, they stay by the hips.

As his hands return to the waistband of your jeans, his lips have decided to explore the flesh on the other side of your bra. They explore, finding your ribs and the soft area just above your belly, licking and blowing. He is watching the skin quiver and tense when he spies your navel and makes a beeline straight to it with his tongue.

His hands have joined together in the middle, probing gently to find the easy way to release the button which holds your jeans closed at the top. The fingers work together and free the material, loosening up your jeans at the waist band. Again working together, one set of fingers hold the top while the other set finds the clasp of the zipper, drawing it down to the base...

 

[Moneytalks]

My body a quivering mass of nerve endings. I squirm panting impatient. Finally feeling your deft fingers slip open the button to my tight jeans. I sigh, feeling the material loosen and the zip as it slides down with painstaking slowness. My legs tremble slightly as I struggle to control my lustful desires.

My fingers gently ruffle your hair as I reach to hold myself steady. My chest rises and lowers quickly as my breath comes in short, urgent gasps. I feel your fingers slide into the waist of my jeans... your fingers feel so warm and solid... yet they make my body go wild with desire for you.

I lift my hips slightly allowing you to pull down my jeans enough so that you can see my panties... the air feels cool against my hot skin uncovered and I tremble in your arms...

 

[Kamiyue2c]

He didn't know it, but your heels had planned to help all along and you brace your legs, lifting your buttocks just enough to remove the pressure holding your jeans in place. His hands are starting to slide them down as you wiggle your hips just a little, just enough to tease his hungry eyes and allow your jeans to be more easily discarded: treating yourself to the cool air. His downward pull is like earlier, not hurried, but still determined. His eyes are treated to the exposure of your pair of light blue, bikini panties for just a moment before you settle your hips back down and bring your legs up together. The hands which were pushing down have now glided to the ends of your elevated legs and pull your jeans the rest of the way off. The pressure of the fabric is removed and you again relax, lowering your legs back to the bed. At the same time, your hands react unconsciously and pull your panties, making sure they are firmly and snugly where they belong. As you stretch and expose yourself fully to him, you see his mouth drop open again with so much desire that you expect to see him drool. Luckily, he only licks his lips and his hands return to sliding back up the length of your body, stopping in different places to allow the fingers to again massage.

The man is now hovering over you and his lips comeback to their favorite place; they return to yours. Your beauty has so fully intoxicated him, his only thoughts are to satisfy your desires. As you stay silent, he hopes that your desires are the same that he has thought of. He is probably right, but that is not important as you kiss back with the same passion he has, pulling his body closer just so you can feel his warmth

The fingers have again reached the straps of your bra, but this time they are exploring and kneading the cup and your bust that is trying to spill from them. As you move beneath him, he realizes his fingers are not enough and soon his whole hand joins, kneading the softness of your breasts as if they were a full, but sensitive bread dough he is trying to make rise even further...

 

[Moneytalks]

Sighing with pleasure. Enjoying your amazing touch. I stretch beneath you, unconcious of my blatant sexuality. I enjoy your fingers and hands as they make love to my breasts. It feels strangely erotic that I still have my bra and panties on. I gaze up at you... wondering if I am bold enough to expose some of your skin. My hands suddenly desperate to touch your flesh.

You feel my questing fingers slide forward... fingering the material of the shirt that you wear. I look up into your eyes, my gaze holding the question, am I rushing this? You smile, simply lowering your mouth to kiss mine again. I sigh my heart filling with some emotion I cannot completely comprehend. I return this kiss passionately, my warm breath mingling with yours as my tongue flicks out to taste yours. I sigh into your mouth as you lift your head again to gaze down at me. I smile, delighted that you find me so appealing. My fingers get busy, I slide a slender finger into the collar of your shirt and move it down until I reach a button, with a flick it comes undone. My eyes stare as I see your neck and upper chest exposed. Licking my own lips know, anticipation in my eyes, my finger slides down further, two more flicks and your shirt is open to your waist, only one more to go. My eyes look up, I stare into your eyes as you watch my expression as I continue my task. Flick, the shirt falls open loosely. Moaning ever so softly, you can't be sure it actually came from me. I slip my hands into the open shirt and press them against your hard chest. I feel the beat of your heart underneath my sensitive fingertips. I press against you and let my hands slide, enjoying the feel of your muscles under my hands... my fingers slide up to your shoulders and down your arms... pulling away the material with the movement. I sigh in appreciation as you are revealed to me. You lean down and I feel your warm chest press into mine. My head falls back as your lips find my neck, kissing the pulse point there and sending exquisite shivers down my spine...

 

[Kamiyue2c]

He feels the warmth of your body on his naked chest, your breasts pushed tightly into him as his lips caress your neck. His hands roam the expanses of your beautifully exposed body, occasionally running into the small amount of material that you still wears. He draws back and you feel a quick shiver as the cool air rushes between your bodies. Quickly, the shirt is shrugged completely off, tossed to another place, but you don't care as he returns his chest to yours. His mouth returns to your neck and on to your shoulders as a hand again rises to encompass one of your bra enclosed breasts, kneading and enthralling the still hidden nipple before sliding along the material to pull you closer to him.

All this attention is making your teats feel like they are very swollen. Your upper chest has become flushed with the increased blood flow, adding to your feeling of warmth. Even your nipples have become visible, pushing at the layer of material covering them. And still he continues, his hands moving from front to back, back to front. The right hand has found the top edge of your bra cup, struggling to move it down just a little. A determined moment later, one nipple finally comes free and his finger tips trace over the new texture they have found.

His lips and tongue have continued to massage your lips, but now are ready for more. His lips are jealous of his fingers and soon moves then out of the way to play with their new found friend. The energy of your nipple being drawn into his mouth continues to feed the fire in your loins.

The fingers, feeling slightly rejected, decide to go on to their next objective. Both hands join together to work the clasp and finally free your breasts from their confinement. Working diligently, and with a little more help from you, your sensuous, lacy, black bra is removed; placed with your other garments to one side.

His poor mouth is now confused and distracted. There are two nipples and only one of him. How can he ever take care of so much. Graciously, the mouth accepts the help of the hands. They work together, each going back and forth so that neither nipple is left wanting for attention. The fingers massage, squeeze and pinch one side while the mouth, tongue and teeth suck, lick and rub the other.

You are now feeling his excitement build; building as he tries to make your bosom larger than it already is. It is a wonderful feeling knowing that right now, you are the center of his mind, his world, his universe, his very existence. “Heaven on Earth” is the best description as you keep your eyes closed, allowing your thoughts to focus only on his touch to your skin.

 

[Moneytalks]

I feel the cool air rush between us as you impatiently shrug out of your shirt discarding it. With an intense feeling of joy, I feel you press back into me, instantly reigniting me with your warmth.

Finally your teasing fingers reveal a nipple, your warm sucking mouth sending thrills through my body, my nipple feels suddenly alive as the sensitive flesh is tickled and teased by your tongue. Moaning I arch towards your questing mouth and feel your hands finally move to remove my bra... the release of the constricting material sends a rush of sweet relief through me, then the fingers and mouth on my breasts sends me to heaven, my body feeling like a prized musical instrument in the hands of a master.

I feel my chest infused with warmth from all the attention. My knee rises slightly, showing off my slender body sexily, my smooth thigh, warm and tanalising as it presses against you as you continue to worship my breasts. My stomach ripples with pleasure as I feel your rough jeans press into my tender flesh there... gasping softly... my hands slide up to feel your strong biceps... the muscles bunched under my fingers as you hold yourself steady as you continue to kiss my breasts. I moan, enjoying the strength of you... my fingers tremble as the softly rub your arms... feeling the warmth under the skin... I make small whimpering sounds of pleasure, and you know that I am lost in the passionate spell you are weaving...

 

[Kamiyue2c]

His mouth and tongue know no other joy and to feel you tremble and wimper fills him with all the pleasure that he is giving you. The tips of his fingers rub the lines where your bra was, massaging away the red marks of the constricting material. Your fingers on him are fanning his flames. He wants to take you, build you and send you over the peak so he can go along, but this is all for you. No rush. No hurry.

The constrictive feel of his jeans is rough against your skin. His thigh moving between yours to apply some pressure to the points that will make you open to him. The lips on your nipples that is bringing your blood to the surface, getting it ready to boil. His hands moving down to your hips, slowly slipping under the waistband and sliding inside. They drift around inside, moving with your form and then cupping each cheek. The gentle squeeze tells you that he is getting close to breaking, ready to ravage you.

The buldge in his crotch and been rubbing yours, then it moves away as his hands go to your hips, the thumbs hooking into the sides of your panties and starting to lower them. What will he find then and will the last vestige of his control be gone?

Slowly the front starts to roll down to expose...