Inspirinious
Seeking Inspiration
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Her breasts were firm, and her flesh was smooth and soft. He heard her say "Feel free to explore every inch of me." and Max fully intended to do just that. He loved hearing her moan as he kissed her, but his goal was to make her scream.
As their deep kiss continued, tongues dancing with each other, his hand cupped her breast, feeling her fullness. Her nipple swelled and became firm as he rolled it between his fingers.
Their lips parted as he pulled back a bit. He smiled just before lowering his lips to her neck, planting soft kisses as he moved down to just behind her ear. In addition to the tiny kisses, he occasionally made tiny licks with the tip of his tongue. Her moans became a bit more vocal, and he felt her arch her back and press her breast into his hand. He squeezed her breast, loving the feel.
Shifting position, Max raised his body over Maggie's, allowing him greater range of movement as he continued to explore her body. Continuing the alternating of tiny kisses and tiny licks he moved from her neck down her collarbone and then back towards the center of her upper chest. He then traced down her breastbone to the valley between her luscious breasts.
Holding one breast in a hand, his mouth moved over to the other breast, his tongue running circles around the outer edges of her perfectly shaped breast while slowly moving towards the nipple. He knew that this technique would raise her anticipation and increase her pleasure once his mouth eventually made contact with that sensitive tip.
The pace of Maggie's breathing had increased. Her moans were music to Max's ears. His own body was reacting to her response, his pulse quickening, his cock becoming hard. His leaking pre-cum creating a large wet spot in his briefs, but neither of them noticed.
Maggie arched her back, thrusting her breast out, desiring more contact with Max's mouth. He obliged, his tongue finally reached her nipple. The first contact by the tip of his tongue on her nipple resulted in a gasp by Maggie. Max smiled as his lips engulfed her sensitive nipple, slowly pulling it into his mouth. He continued to suck on it while his tongue played with it. At the same time his other hand pinched and twisted her other nipple. Maggie groaned.
Max continued his oral attentions to the nipple for a few moments and then moved his mouth over to her other nipple and gave it similar attention. As his mouth allowed that nipple to slip out of his mouth, he looked up into her face. Her head was laid back and her eyes were closed as she relished the sensations.
He moved his mouth back to her center, over her breastbone and began a descent further down her body. His tongue left a wet line of his saliva down to her bellybutton, and further down to the waistband of her garter belt.
Max moved again and positioned himself between her legs and ran his hands over the outsides of her hips and thighs. He studied the delicate lace fabric of her garter belt and tiny thong. So sexy, he thought. His fingertips inspected the edges of her stockings, and the garter clips that held them in place. He slipped two fingers under a clip and lifted it slightly, preparing to unfasten her stocking.
Max paused and looked up at Maggie's face. "May I?" he asked.
As their deep kiss continued, tongues dancing with each other, his hand cupped her breast, feeling her fullness. Her nipple swelled and became firm as he rolled it between his fingers.
Their lips parted as he pulled back a bit. He smiled just before lowering his lips to her neck, planting soft kisses as he moved down to just behind her ear. In addition to the tiny kisses, he occasionally made tiny licks with the tip of his tongue. Her moans became a bit more vocal, and he felt her arch her back and press her breast into his hand. He squeezed her breast, loving the feel.
Shifting position, Max raised his body over Maggie's, allowing him greater range of movement as he continued to explore her body. Continuing the alternating of tiny kisses and tiny licks he moved from her neck down her collarbone and then back towards the center of her upper chest. He then traced down her breastbone to the valley between her luscious breasts.
Holding one breast in a hand, his mouth moved over to the other breast, his tongue running circles around the outer edges of her perfectly shaped breast while slowly moving towards the nipple. He knew that this technique would raise her anticipation and increase her pleasure once his mouth eventually made contact with that sensitive tip.
The pace of Maggie's breathing had increased. Her moans were music to Max's ears. His own body was reacting to her response, his pulse quickening, his cock becoming hard. His leaking pre-cum creating a large wet spot in his briefs, but neither of them noticed.
Maggie arched her back, thrusting her breast out, desiring more contact with Max's mouth. He obliged, his tongue finally reached her nipple. The first contact by the tip of his tongue on her nipple resulted in a gasp by Maggie. Max smiled as his lips engulfed her sensitive nipple, slowly pulling it into his mouth. He continued to suck on it while his tongue played with it. At the same time his other hand pinched and twisted her other nipple. Maggie groaned.
Max continued his oral attentions to the nipple for a few moments and then moved his mouth over to her other nipple and gave it similar attention. As his mouth allowed that nipple to slip out of his mouth, he looked up into her face. Her head was laid back and her eyes were closed as she relished the sensations.
He moved his mouth back to her center, over her breastbone and began a descent further down her body. His tongue left a wet line of his saliva down to her bellybutton, and further down to the waistband of her garter belt.
Max moved again and positioned himself between her legs and ran his hands over the outsides of her hips and thighs. He studied the delicate lace fabric of her garter belt and tiny thong. So sexy, he thought. His fingertips inspected the edges of her stockings, and the garter clips that held them in place. He slipped two fingers under a clip and lifted it slightly, preparing to unfasten her stocking.
Max paused and looked up at Maggie's face. "May I?" he asked.