Relaxing

We're lying together on my bed. He flat on his back, me on my side. Face away from him. His arm is wrapped around my ribs. I softly run my finger tips up and down it, touching the bone in his wrist, moving lower to the round of each knuckle. As I stroke him I catch slithers of my own skin. My waist, the tip of my breast. My breathing slows and I start to blend into the sensation. I close my eyes and feel a wash of colour spread through me. Pink, wet, blushing arousal. I am relaxed and drifting. I change my position and curl into him, his arm trails down my back, he strokes the curve of my spine. Our lips come together in a kiss, it's delicate and soft and exciting, he pulls at my lips and licks them. I turn my cheek and he kisses the side of my mouth and trails his lips to my neck. He runs his tongue up and down the smooth curve. I pull our bodies closer. I can feel wetness begin to ooze from me. I am incredibly aroused and very spaced out. He tells me to take off the last of my clothes, to slide him into my mouth. I lick and suck and pleasure him in absolute doting compliance. He pushes his fingers into both my holes. I am soaked as suggested, wanting and ready, when he strokes me I moan softly into his flesh. 

We switch positions. He pushes inside me. I am dripping. It's deep and hot. His fingers slide into my bottom and he begins to stretch me. I am drifting in a sea of pleasure. Relaxed and spaced out. I open up to him, let him use my body how he wants. He pulls himself from my soaking cunt and pushes into my bottom. One easy gliding moment. He's deep. I stutter a gasp. My fingers grip the cool metal of the bed stead. He uses my own excitement to ease his intentions. He thrusts into me. I ask in a whisper if I can touch myself, I ask in another if I can come. I ask if he'll climax inside me, if he'll use me. He says he will. These responses are soft sweet music to my body. I begin to build and quake. He pushes deeper and harder. He thrusts in and out of me. I come in a series of gasps. And heavy breaths. Trying to stay quiet. My voice cracks from a squeak to an exhalation. My body shakes and pulses and contracts against him. He holds me close, I can hear him sucking breath through his teeth. He thrusts powerfully through the pulses of pleasure that radiate out and climaxes deep in the hole. A gruff grunt. Quiet laboured satisfaction. He leans right down over me and rests his head between my shoulder blades. I hold his hand with mine and I am very happy.