[henabi]

The sweet, womanly fragrances of her treasure cave rushed through my nostrils and a chill shot through my body, as I closed my eyes briefly and used my senses to taste this heady scent bit and bit. Her heavenly aroma resonated repeatedly within my mind, making me slightly light-headed.

My right hand shifted away from the underside of her knee towards her right inner thigh. I placed my elbow against her right inner thigh and continue to pin her leg back, and allow myself greater access. I delicately caressed along the long, swollen lips of labia. Maria has became incredibly sensitive now, a slight touch or a light exhale of breathe would send chains of micro spasms through her body. As I gently brushed my index finger repeatedly along the now, slippery lips of her labia, her hip writhed and arced with my every stroke; her clitoris and vaginal lips shuddered and pulsed in irregular rhythm, each concentration pressed her pulsating core against the dripping wet crotch area of her C-String, pushing out more juice, and oozed onto the side lining of her lingerie, painting my finger.

I stuck out my tongue to taste the door of her femininity for the very first time. Maria tilted her head downwards and witnessed what I was about to do. Her drooling, slippery wetness quivered and pulsated irregularly. I started from the bottom, barely touching her sweet surrender, I ran the tip of my tongue upwards along the full length of her crotch towards her swollen clitoris, and as I approached her clitoris, I curled the tip of my tongue into an upward hook and flicked it.

“Ahhhhhh….. Yeeee….Yesssss……Ahhhhhhh……” Maria was now moaning, she was panting irregularly and muttering something between her short, shuddering breathes. Her hands were all over the place now. One moment, she was grabbing and ruffling through my hair, the next; her fingers were crawling and scrapping against the flooring, making short squeaking sound. Maria suddenly stretched her legs out straight and writhe her hip and took in several short, sharp gasps, “Oooo….hhhhh….. mmmm…..myyyyyyy……” but before she could finished her stuttering sentence, ripples of ecstasy flooded through her, as her entire body shuddered and rocked uncontrollably.

I slipped my fingers through the side lining of her C-String, leaving my right thumb on the outside; I gently pull out her slippery and wet lingerie in one swift motion and threw it to one side. I never imagined that a girl could get so wet during foreplays.

“M…..My…. Undies….” Maria muttered under her panting.

“Don’t worry. I will make up for it….” I assured her. Maria didn’t respond anymore, perhaps too exhausted by the orgasm earlier. I folded her legs, so that they are now arching and allow me to access her sweet spot. I brushed my left index finger around her wet and shiny labia, using her wet juice as a natural lubricate, I slipped my index finger into her tight, wet and throbbing womanhood, slowly

“.......Jonnnn….” Maria managed to whisper between her quick and shallow breath. I paused and looked up momentarily at her; my index finger barely even entered, her vaginal opening repeatedly tightening and loosening its grip around my finger tip, lubricating it further with its love juice. Our eyes met. She looked at me with her big, watery eyes, “Please be gentle……”

I knew the answer immediately. Without even whispering a word, I gave her an assuring nod and planted a quick peck on her swollen clitoris. I sat up and my knees on the ground. With my left hand I removed the buckle of my Gucci belt, loosened the holding button and unzipped my pants, letting it dropped down my leg, stopping at my knees. Gathering some strength, Maria raised her shivering left leg and massaged my swollen metal shaft with her feet, through the thin silken cotton fabric of my CK briefs. The groin area had a pale yellowish stain, dried up, probably from the earlier pre-cum I had at the airport.

“Ummmmmm….Fuck..... That feels soooo gooood….” I looked up to the ceiling and exclaimed in pleasure, as Maria caressed and tickled my manhood’s swelling mushroom head with her toes, rubbing in circular motion.

Her toes slowly crawled up to the upper hem of my briefs, “Someone should take off this undies… Otherwise, it’s gonna explode anytime soon….” Maria teasingly commented as she used the back of her foot and pressed it against my pulsating iron rod.

As I maneuvered to remove my briefs together with my pants, Maria slowly raised her legs and encompassed my waist and gently urged me closer. Our dried lips touched, devouring each other hungrily and using our tongues to moisturize each other, painting layers after layers with our saliva. Her breasts were against mine, her rose-tipped nipples again burrowing into my chest, the silky smooth texture of my Raoul shirt sent minor waves of chills down her body.

My pulsating manhood was strategically positioned between her legs, and Maria slowly parted them so that the throbbing, swollen head of my erection could slowly pass along the sensitive valley of her womanly desires. She gently thrust her hips upward and found that by doing so, my hot flesh nestled in the warm, moist folds of the portal to her femininity. She continued in this sensual rhythm as her breathing became deeper and unsteady. When she started to gyrate in slow insistent circles, I didn’t oblige to enter Maria there and then. I retracted my steel erection, grabbed it with right hand and brushed it up and down repeatedly along the length of her vagina and smacked my throbbing rod several times against her shivering clitoris.

"Ummmmmm…..Jon...Ahhhhhh….. this... feels... Wooooo….. so... good..." she managed between as her hands massaged the muscled planes of my front thigh in a motion that matched the rhythmic smacking. Between labored breaths and frenzied writhing, she continued, "... Fuck me…. Jon…. Fuck me…”

This time I obliged. I re-positioned my iron rod at damp petals of her womanhood and my throbbing mushroom head at the doorway to Nirvana. Well lubricated with her sweet juice, I thrust.

PAIN!!!!