I love thigh high socks, they drive me out of my head, and photos like this where she’s just all legs and ass, grabbing her cheeks and pulling, I can’t wait to dive into ‘A’ when she does this.
My love gets so wet when we talk and text one another. I can hardly contain myself, I find myself counting the moments until I can kiss her lips, hold her close, and drink her up. Her pussy is exquisite, the lips meeting perfectly, soft petals framing her swollen clit, a clit begging for tongues and kisses. Her ass this wonderful shelf upon which all of it rests, my hands feel at the air, needing to cup those cheeks, squeeze them, pick her up by them and bury my mouth in her. I want to devour her when I see these, my cock straining in my pants as I receive them and marvel at her arousal. I adore her and everything she is.
Oh my, garters becoming tube tops in a bath? I know someone I want to make this happen with.
We had returned to the apartment, straight from the airport, plans coming and going on the fly, it was our first meeting and our kiss had brought us rapidly from the terminal, to the car, to here. I knew what would be coming, I had seen her beautiful frame, outlined in her simple white shirt, her dress and the stockings underneath. Her kind face, beaming at me as we walked together, the first time hands and arms entwined, the softness of her kiss lingering on my lips, my leaning in, again and again to feel her lips on mine. On the ride home my hand on her fabric sheathed knee, her hand on mine, giving it a little pull up her leg, my eagerness bypassing her own advances caused my hand to slip from hers, glide to the end of the fabric, the border between lace and thigh, the soft skin of her inner leg under my fingers, another first for us. I moved a little further up, smooth, warm, her hips easing forward, pressing my hand a little harder against them, I drive but am temporarily distracted, she’s wearing her garters but nothing else. This is what brings us to the apartment, our words excited, exhausted, our language is our bodies, their curves searching against each other.
Inside, moving through the living room, to the bedroom we look at one another, eyes wide, daring, eager, we can’t look away, as our hands reach out and feel one another, her hands feeling along my sides, running up my necks, feeling my hair. I run my fingers along her collarbone, down her sides, I can’t help myself, I pull her in again for a long kiss, my lips intimating ‘I love you’ over and over in the way they caress hers, our tongues touching for a moment then retreating, locked as we are in our lips, our embrace I feel myself harden, it presses against her and she presses against me. Pulling away for a split second she pushes me back, down, onto the bed, her hands at my hips. Her fingers pull open the fly, her hand runs along my stomach, onto my chest, back down again, taking my shaft in her hand. She struggles for a moment to pull it free of the pant leg it had become trapped in, but once loose her eyes fixate on it, her mouth open, I can feel her breath on my head. A supple tongue descends from her bee stung lips and onto the tip, a lick, bringing my pre-cum into her mouth. Slowly she slides it, around the head, her hand fondly feeling over the skin of my cock, pulling, releasing, up and down, her lips enveloping the head, bringing me to a sigh. I lay there, watching my love as she affectionately brings me into her mouth and out, her tongue lapping at me, feeling me, she is consumed with it. I see her skirted ass bob with the rhythm of her mouth and I am overcome, I lean up, my stomach against the top of her head, her eyes on me for a moment then back to my cock.
I place my hands firmly on her sides, pulling her, forcing her to come around, the bring the stocking and garter towards me, she relinquishes my cock only long enough to position her knees on either side of me, her elegant, smooth, shiny pussy in front of me. “I love you.” she says as she puts my shaft back in her mouth, I am lost, looking at where her arousal had soaked her lips, on her knees it had run down her thighs and a small drop sat on the end of her clit. It seems like an eternity, watching it, her body moving with her head, my cock throbbing in her mouth, but it’s only seconds before I place my tongue on that little drop of cum. She is like honey, my mouth opens, tongue moving in a deliberate arc over her lips, down her thighs, kissing here and there, sucking on the tender soft skin of her inner thigh. I move back up and test her body, her feel the give and take of her skin on my tongue, my mouth enveloping those lips, sucking them, my hands firmly on her ass, it’s perfection drawing me away long enough to kiss both cheeks before returning to her pussy. I can feel her cum on my upper lip as I take her clit into my mouth, my tongue rubbing against it, my saliva a buffer, the hood glides back and forth under my caresses and I feel her moans through my body, her mouth still eagerly on me, urging me forward, teasing me, wanting my cum. I love her, the feeling passes through me and into her where our bodies connect, I work my tongue faster on her sensitive little button until her hips press back, pushing my nose into her sweetness, my face buried, I adore it, I adore her, I slow her down, letting my tongue off of that wonderful nub and instead giving a long dragging lick, tasting her as I go, passing over her, moving to her dripping pussy, I lap, feel, push, my tongue looking for that spot which will spur her forward but will let the clit cool down. I find it, my tongue goes in hard circles as my lips close on her. I stop on occasion, wanting to feel her from the inside, I bury my tongue as deep as it will go, pulling cum from her, drinking it down, her body shakes, my lips rub and work on her as well, feelings everything they can, touching as much as they can to know her every intimate place.
We are locked together, her body losing itself to my advances, my body yielding to hers, I can feel the heat rising between my legs, I can feel the pressure building and I know she feels the same, we are near to convulsing, but unable to tear ourselves away, neither of us can say it when it comes. I feel that explosive release, the river of cum erupting from my cock into her mouth, she goes deeper, sucking as hard as she can, drinking it, loving it, her own body shuddering as an orgasm overtakes her, her own hot sweet cum pouring into my mouth, over my tongue, her legs give and she drops onto my chest, my face still in her, her lips kissing my head as it shakes and dances from the orgasm still running through me, our sighs mingling as we find the strength to orientate ourselves to hold one another. This was the first time, our first intimate exchange, our cum on each others lips as we kiss, already I feel myself growing hard again, seconds before wracked with pleasure, too much to contain I thought I’d never be able to move, but now, moments afterwards I wanted more, I wanted to look into her eyes as I slid into her for the first time, I wanted her sighs and moans in my ear. She smiled at me as I said “I love you.”
I enjoyed the way her lips gave and moved with her fingers, the force of her hand, the positioning. It pushes me over the edge when a girl lays like that, her pussy pressed together, but exposed, vulnerable to my fingers or tongue.
It’s just so smooth and clean, it’s when I see this type of pristine ass and pussy that I just want to drag my tongue over her.
I love her body, the texture of it, it’s positively delicious, I mean look at her, the hips, the dimpling across her stomach and where the line of her leg meets those lips.
There is no way to describe in proper words how much I love the newest set of Edda
I can’t believe I’m missing this!! daaaaaamn
Wow, there is something just so different and great about this photo.
my cock hasn’t experienced “TRUE LOVE” in a LONG LONG time
Oh how wonderful this would feel right now, the strong pull as she glides up my shaft, the plop as I slip out. Her tongue on the curve of my head. My throbbing, gushing stream of cum, filling her mouth. Now I wonder, does my bird spit or swallow?