Opening Up

A story. A scene. A wish. A dream. A fantasy.

I know what he wants. I want it too, but on my terms.

I start with a massage, stroking warm scented oil up and down his back. I rub with long firm strokes up around his shoulders, down his arms and back around again. I breathe deeply of the heady scent of the oil. It is relaxing me as it relaxes him.

I straddle across his lower back, wearing only white cotton panties and a fitted, olive green T. I gently rock my hips forward and back as I rub. As I start to slow he rolls over to kiss me. After a long sensuous kiss I rub my hands down his chest to his waistband. My lips follow as I pull his pants over his erection.

He reaches up under my shirt firmly grasping my breasts. I slowly remove my panties. I slip back over his stomach, then slide my wetness down onto him. I reach down to kiss him some more.

He sits up and wraps his arms around me as I rock up and down on his lap. I come very close to orgasm before lifting myself off his cock. He looks at me quizzically. I pause to catch my breath. I add more massage oil to the mix and breathe deeply as I rub his hardness.

I turn around on top of him and slide his slick cock into my ass as I sit back across him. I hear him moaning as I bring myself to orgasm atop of him. My pleasure pushes him over the top, too, and I feel him fill me even more.

I roll off him, collapse onto his chest and lay my head on his shoulder. He kisses me and smiles. I drift to sleep wondering what he will do now that he knows how much I desire to have him in my ass.

~ by Diana on April 1, 2008.