He slid down off the settee, and grabbed the leash as he crawled on his knees at her feet.
She sat upright, trying to read what he was doing. He placed the leash in her hands;
then lifted the hem of her skirt, slowly, up her calves. Slowly, he slid the hem further
up over her knees. She held the end of his leash in her hand as she pressed her knees
together. Almost as if to stop him, she put her hand against her knees. His hands slowly
worked the fabric, under her hand, she didn’t resist, and he pushed the hem even further.
She watched his face, mesmerized by his unbridled joy. He looked like a child on
Christmas morning. He was full of rapture as he continued, painfully slowly, sliding her
skirt up her long, flawless legs. As her soft thighs came into view, he gasped. Each
thigh was adorned with henna artwork that scrolled and trailed up her thighs further than
he was able to see at that point.
His eyes wandered over the beautiful floral adornment. The sepia tone looked amazing on
her supple white thighs. He traced his fingertips very lightly over the scroll-work. Her
breathing became labored, but he barely registered her. Instead, he was transfixed by the
temporary artwork covering her thighs. He brought his lips over the delicate flowers. As
he traced around over her thighs, his tongue slid out and licked a little path. He pushed
the skirt up higher and higher. The beautiful artwork continued, and became much more
elaborate as it worked up her legs to her body. Finally, with great effort, he revealed
her decorated sex. He could only stare, captivated. Her mound was clean shaven; he
remembered that it always had been. But, each lip was adorned with flowers. They swirled
and twirled up and over her mound. There were little butterflies hiding here and there
among the many different flowers represented. He had never seen anything quite like it.
As he fought his body to keep breathing, he panted, “so … very … beautiful.” He hadn’t
noticed it at that moment, but his cock was unbelievably hard. In a trance, he slowly
brought his face closer and closer to the art work. He let his face nuzzle all the
beautiful swirls and scrolls along her thighs. She watched his pleasure as he brought his
lips closer to her pussy. He breathed in her scent as he brushed her pussy lips with his
lips. She fought her reaction, and held perfectly still; all the while, she tried to
force herself to breathe normally. He licked all over her mound and lips; tenderly at
first. With each lap around he moved faster and hungrier. He pressed his tongue between
her folds seeking her pearl. With his finger tips, he separated her lips and let his
tongue brush gently against her clit. She gasped out loud and involuntarily pressed her
hips against his face. He moaned as he sucked her clit into his lips which sent a wave of
vibrations through her. She moved her hips against him as he continued to suck and lick
her. Very slowly, he worked his hand over her mound, massaging and stroking.
As he licked her, he slowly slid his finger along her lips and gently inside. As he
worked his finger up inside her pussy, she writhed more and more. She moaned with her
mouth opened wide. He slid two fingers into her pussy and worked them back and forth
slowly. Then, while sucking her clit, he pressed his fingers deep inside her, and kept
pressing until he felt her cervix. With slow gentle circles, he moved his fingers around
and around in her pussy, lightly swirling across her cervix. Without warning, she jerked
on his leash and pulled his face tighter against her pussy. He moaned into her sex, with
more vibrations on her clit. As he opened his mouth, he let his lips match with hers
while he flicked her clit back and forth with his tongue. She growled a deep animal sound
that fueled him further. Holding tight to his leash she humped his face hard. He started
fingering her pussy forcefully, still flicking her clit with his tongue. He wasn’t
thinking about making her cum, he just felt her need and wanted to meet it full-force. As
he continued fucking her with his two fingers, his pinky finger rested on her tiny
rosebud. He licked her crotch from her clit to her ass and back again still fingering
her. Her hips bucked hard and fast against him. He latched his lips to her clit and
sucked hard. He slid his pinky into her ass just to his first knuckle. He curled his
fingers in her pussy and rubbed her g-spot. Without warning, her juices flooded his mouth
and around his hand. She held her breath while she held her hips rigid in the air against
his mouth. She violently bucked hard a few times, while she moaned out loud. He lapped
up her fluid and slowly fucked her with his fingers as she rode the orgasm back down.
Slowly, she regained her breath. He worked gently and slowly over her mound as he let
her float gently back to earth. She let go of the leash and ran both hands through his
hair, still clutching his face to her crotch. She rocked her hips slowly, rubbing her sex
over his opened mouth. At some point, her feet had come to rest on his shoulders.
Finally, he released her clit and pulled his fingers away as he sucked them deep into his
mouth. He kissed her stomach and her sides as he inched his way up her body. She pulled
his body toward her and reached down to grab his rock-hard cock. Their eyes met as she
guided him into her sopping wet sex.
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