The Night is Ours

I lay there, facing you, facing me, close, so close, our noses gently touch. I can feel your sweet breath upon my face. Behind you I can see the soft dancing shadows of the trees on the wall, moving in the gentle breeze silhouetted by the street light. Our lips gently touch, first gaining familiarity but holding back the intensity of our lust, before kissing, releasing the uncontrollable desires of a passion so tightly contained like a tightly wound spring within me, yearning for its release. Your hand moves slowly down my back causing an inner tingling sensation as your soft lips press against mine and we kiss gently again. You push me lovingly back still kissing me as your beautiful soft blonde hair sweeps across my face, so clean, it smells so clean and feels so silken like. Your soft and beautiful breasts, nipples now erect press against my own, awakening sensual feelings and sensations long since hidden by recent personal emotions. A solitary tear of passionate emotion trickles down my cheek. I feel your knee gradually move its way up my thigh and across my pubic area. A feeling of panic, of urgency rises inside of me, I know what I want, what you want, what I need and desire. I know that I must take my time, allow the sensations that are fast being awakened to reach their desired point, until I can hold on no more. My heartbeat quickens as I struggle to keep control, my wetness becomes evident to me and my heartbeat increases still further as you gently kiss and fondle my breasts. The streetlight illuminates your beautiful shape, your curves, and silhouetted fine body hair raised by the cool breeze through the open window, your love and urgency almost become too much for me as your desire to please me escalates. My body now becomes yours to do with as you want, as you need and as you desire. Your soft and gentle kissing around my neck moves down and onto my shoulders, then breasts as the pent up emotions start to be released. I cry silently again, and tears flow. The crisp cool sheets become a pleasure as my body feels the inner heat of desire and the need for sexual pleasure. We kiss again, as you gently bite my bottom lip and this time our tongues meet tentatively as my hand gently moves over your breasts, gently squeezing and massaging as you guide me. I move my mouth down your neck and down to your breast, gently taking your nipple between my lips and exploring it with my tongue. I hear you gasp a little as your breathing becomes faster, your heartbeat stronger. I work on one with my mouth and the other slowly with my hand. My own passions are rising with my body temperature and I feel that I need to have more of you. I sit up on all fours, slowly kissing down your body, I reach your pubic hair, very fine and neatly trimmed. I can smell the damp heat of your special place as you willingly, submissively open yourself to me. I move my mouth down further slowly working you with my tongue, I have no desire stronger in my life right now than to please you, I will do whatever you desire, and your pleasure is my pleasure. I can taste you now, so warm and so wet as you arch your back, upwards clutching the back of my head and pushing my face in against you as my tongue works your clitoris. You start to shudder and release quiet, breathless moans. I gently work my fingers into you and your wetness, your beautiful wetness, catches me by surprise as my fingers penetrate you. You’re so young, so clean and so beautiful I just cannot leave you alone. I feel addicted to you, my own desires are being realized as I realise yours. It takes but a few minutes before you become uncontrollable, pushing me away, turning onto one side, shuddering, whimpering and reaching out for me again kissing me with breathless lips. We hold each other tight, so tight as you recover and once again start to pleasure me in return. My wetness so much greater than yours makes me feel nervous, embarrassed as you whisper to me that it’s all right, it’s what you want and what you like. I can feel myself drifting away like an out of body experience, my control is all but lost and I’m totally under your tongue weaves it's magic. Waves of heat pulse through my body, and with each stroke of your tongue against my clitoris brings a feeling like a little electric shock causing me to spasm as I cry out for you to stop, I cannot take any more as you push your fingers inside me, I can now hear my wetness and feel it run down beneath me. I cry for you to stop but you ignore my pleas, as I turn over sharply onto my stomach to escape your attentions, I shudder and spasm uncontrollably as I turn on my side bringing up my knees and weep as all my pent up emotions are released at once. I feel your arms and legs wrap around me, whispering my name and kissing me softly. Tears have streaked down my face yet again, I feel so good but so tired and emotionally drained. We lay our heads on the pillows, face to face just as we had started. Whispering gentle conversation as the shadows continue to dance around the room and the open curtains gently sway with the breeze. Our bodies, naked and pressed together, comforting arms both protective and loving, we fall asleep. During the night I awake still wrapped up in your arms to the sound of the bedroom door opening, the duvet that lay on the floor at the foot of the bed is gently laid over us, the door closes again and I return to my slumber once more.