Behind Every Great Woman…

The other night I wore some new panties I’d picked up at Victoria’s Secret. I was immediately enamored of their design – laced up the back, forming an enticing criss-cross of delicate ribbon that enhanced the alluring valley between the buttocks. Knowing how much J loves my behind, I knew he’d appreciate them as well.

I cleaned up a bit after our dinner and found him playing on his laptop.

“Whatcha up to?” I asked.

“I’m hacking into your church,” he said. This confused me, as I don’t go to church.

“What?”

“The church down the street has an unsecured wireless network,” he explained and I grinned. “What would you like to do, baby?” he asked me.

“Make love to you.”

“Well, then, let’s get to that.”

“If you’re busy with that, it can wait,” I said, but he was already shutting down the computer.

“Oh no, I’m just fucking around with this thing. I’d much rather be fucking around with you.”

As J prepped for bed in the bathroom, I stretched out on the bed on my tummy in nothing but the panties, so J could properly admire them. He came in and disrobed, his eyes studying my mostly-bare body in the warm glow of the bedside lamp.

“You’re rather attractive,” he proclaimed with understated charm, and I grinned, my own eyes admiring his strong, muscular frame.

He climbed onto the bed and placed a tender kiss on one buttock, then proceeded to slowly, sensuously explore my backside with his mouth, nuzzling his face against me, kissing and licking and teasing my flesh. He playfully delved his tongue between the ribbon laces of the panties, following them like a ladder along the valley they spanned.

He brushed his fingertips ever-so-delicately along my sides, pressed kisses along my spine, gently nibbled my neck and shoulders. As he moved up my back, his chest and belly slid over my thighs and ass, his soft body hair delightful against my skin.

It was so hot and voluptuous and languidly thrilling – I writhed and gasped and moaned, surrendering to these subtle touches, these deliberate, teasing explorations as I lay prone on my belly beneath him.

After 10 minutes of this – without a single mouth-to-mouth kiss or touch on my breasts or between my legs, I was soaking wet and panting with desire.

At last he peeled the panties off me and straddled my legs, pressing his hard cock between my closed thighs. I reached back and parted my cheeks and he socketed his cockhead between them, his rigid prick finding my wetness and sliding along the slick furrow of my vulva.

I tightened my inner thighs, gripping him as his cock nudged against my clit, my ass rocking back against him.

Then we shifted our angles and he found my opening and slowly worked his way into me, delving deeper with each languid stroke until he was buried deep inside my slick cunt.

I was so wet that little slurping, squishing sounds accompanied our soft moans and sighs. His balls snuggled into the warm crux where my thighs meet my ass, a delightfully intimate sensation.

He lay his body on mine, holding himself up on his elbows, and began to kiss and suck and bite at my neck again as he slowly, sensuously drove his cock in and out of me. His deep, unhurried strokes filled me, his hot breath in my ear, his teeth on my neck and shoulders melted me and soon I was writhing and groaning, hungry for more, needing him to fuck me hard.

I pushed myself up and he lifted off of me, settling back on his haunches as I got up onto my hands and knees. I heard the excited intake of his breath as he watched me stick my ass up in the air before him, wiggling it in invitation. He let out a low growling purr as I arched my back like a saucy little cat.

Gripping my hips, he shoved his thick cock back inside me, making me groan in pleasure. My nipples brushed against the bedsheets with each thrust as I braced myself against the mattress, pushing back to meet his driving hips.

“Oh yeah, baby,” I panted. I love how he fucks me, how amazing his cock feels inside me. It’s such a simple, perfect joy. I increased my energy, bouncing my ass against his pelvis, my pussy swallowing his cock with fervent hunger.

A sudden, hard orgasm gripped me and I froze for a moment as the exquisite contractions squeezed me. J took firmer hold of my hips and kept pounding, extending my climax, rolling it into another wave of consuming pleasure.

He groaned. “Yes, come for me, baby,” he breathed and his own peak crested. He surged into me, gasping and panting as his cock drove deep into me, pumping me full of his warm seed. I growled, grinning at the pure joy of feeling his climax wracking him with ecstasy.

His hands roamed over my ass and back as he caught his breath, his cock still hard and buried within me. I began to fuck back against him again in slow, deep strokes, making him moan as his sensitized cock slid wetly inside me, lubricated by the hot slickness of his ejaculation.

At last he disengaged and I turned over. He snuggled up and kissed me – for the first time during this session, and I reveled in how hot and intimate it had been, despite us facing away from each other the whole time. That had not disconnected us at all. It had just created a different and wonderful new interaction, a shift of perspective from which to enjoy new intimacies and explorations of each other.

I curled into his warm embrace, the wetness between my thighs a pleasant reminder of our joining.

“So, you like the new panties?” I inquired.

“I love the new panties,” he confirmed, “But I love you more.”

I grinned and kissed him deeply, soulfully, filled with gratitude to have this wonderful man beside me…and behind me.

 

~M