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    Hesitation

    I suddenly want more myself, snaking my free hand up Tina’s torso to her breast, finding it, palming the soft mound, gripping it gently, catching her erect nipple between my fingers.

    Tina wants more too. The subtle shifting of her hips against my mouth does the asking without words.

    I release the hold that I have kept so far on her hand, and bring my own hand near my mouth. Her head tips back on the mattress, her back arching slightly when two fingers find their way near her entrance.

    There’s a gasp as I slide into her, easily, all the way into her, wetly, deep inside her. And my lips, all while keep moving over her, across her, licking, flicking sucking at her very being.

    Her body begins to writhe on the bed, twirling, twisting, thrusting.

    I feel entirely knowledgeable now in anything Tina. Finding all the spots that bring a catch in her breath, a small jerk in her legs, her mouth to bite on that finger to stop herself from crying out too loud.

    My whole mouth is opened against her, my tongue whirling around and around,  back and forth.

    And I feel her inside, silky warm and drenched as I move in and out and in and out, finding the right pressure on the downward movement.

    I whisper quiet confessions to her. My breath is warm against her. I tell her how beautiful she is, how good she feels, how she tastes so amazing.

    I do not deny her what comes next. Her walls suddenly grip at my fingers, she is silent for a second, her body tenses, her legs tremble and her throat finally opens releasing a long, almost torturous moan as she falls over the edge.

    She tenses, pulses, contracts, finally letting go of the latent tension, her legs falling away a little more with each wave of intense pleasure. She is like a flower opening up in the morning sun.

    I remain with her, connected to her all the way, guiding her through her experience. 

    She sure makes for a beautiful sight.

    I wait for a little while, letting the intensity subside, feeling those intense pulses of pleasure lessen before gently easing myself from Tina’s body, pulling back carefully out of her body. I look up a her now limp form, her eyes are closed as she works through the final contractions, her breathing still out of control.

    She is entirely mesmerising. I crawl back up, kissing my way up the totally dismantled and spent body, leaving a soft kiss on Tina’s stomach, between her breasts, the hollow in her neck, her chin, before finally settling gently on top of her.
    There a deep sigh coming from below me and I feel arms and legs wrap around me enveloping me softly.

    We stay like this for long moments, rocking gently our bodies against one another, not to excite, not to arouse, but to comfort, to sooth, to connect.

    My fingers run into Tina long blond hair. I kiss her cheek to her temple, whispering in her sweat-soaked hair.

    Her fingers run along my spine, leaving a blazing trail of goosebumps with each passage and she murmurs back to me that she is ok, in actual fact she is more than ok.

    *****

    That night, our first night, Bette and I made love for hours;  fast and slow, hard and gentle, any way and every way that we could. 

    She was patient and beautiful, amazingly skilled and gracious. That night, I learned to trust her implicitly and never ever since then was there ever any more cause for hesitation. 

    The End

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    Comments

    1. Brava…brava. *standing ovation*…Kins, if you were my woman, I’d celebrate your birthday everyday…wwwooooowww. Happy birthday my dear and many more to come.

    2. 💋💋💋💋💋💋 Kins40! You are the bomb. Absolutely love this post. Thank you for changing season 3 for me. You made it so much better. 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

    3. My birthday was the 11th, so I think this story is more of a birthday present for me than for you, Kins. A breathtaking piece, literally. So good, and yet, so naughty at the same time.

    4. And this is why you are MY favorite ! Thank you so much for such an amazing post. I’m in complete awe, speechless as I am breathless. And here I thought people receive gifts on their birthday not give them :] Happy birthday my friend and happy new year !

    5. K,that was mouth-wateringly good but like I always say you never fail to amaze me. Happy birthday and happy new year to you also. I have Pm you a few times think something is going wrong somewhere.

    6. Gee kins, they took all of the good comments. They said it all! So, thank you for giving us one, very hot first time for the fav couple. It had so much to it. The movie in my head played over and over again after I read it. I’m sure it will make for some wonderful dreaming tonight. You are one very talented writer and I’m in awe of you!

    7. Wow!! Happy birthday Kins!! And thanks for the present!! … A bit late, I know… But… You know, breath through your mouth… I meant blow through your mouth! Blow the candles… You know… ;-p hehehe…it’s amazing writing! :) and can be used as a tutorial for first timer-IMHO :-D

    8. sexy, sexy, sexy, I love when you describe in detail their love making I can picture it, not in a pervert way, but in a way of two people expressing their love

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