Natural Desires: Favorite Number

“Keep that up and you’re going to get her wet…” Kim moaned, as her hips twitched and the muscles in her thighs tensed, wrapping themselves around his hand after it had found its mark.

“Isn’t that the idea?”

Kim’s thighs relaxed their grip, allowing Gary’s fingers to continue their nimble quest on the surrounding folds of her pleasure zone.

“Fuck, yeah…! Right there!” She insisted.

“Any louder and Lucy might hear you.”

Gary teased, but his cock twitched against his underwear, unable to stiffen any further against the cotton blend restraining it.

“She’s probably asleep by now, too tired from work,” Kim said, in between labored breaths. “And, anyway, I don’t care right now.”

She guided Gary’s head from her breast, up along the nape of her neck until their lips met; both their tongues vying for each other’s affection. Gary began to lose himself in their kiss, but his fingers remained on automatic as they kept exploring her other set of lips, causing, Kim, to slightly clench her teeth into his lower lip every time a digit of his wandered over a sensitive area.

“You know you could do much better than that, right?” She goaded him on, even though Gary could tell she was only a few finger strokes away from letting loose herself.

“How much better?”

Kim removed his hand in response and pushed him aside, until he was the one lying on his back with her straddling his chest.  Gary could feel the warmth emanating from between her legs, as she turned around to completely unfasten his zipper; giving him a behind the scene view of the area he had been working on previously. Her pussy looking so bittersweet and inviting enough to risk a taste.

“Oh, shit!”

Kim squeaked a little, as Gary pulled her hips closer to his face before he chanced a firm but quick lick of her lower lips.

“You just couldn’t help yourself, huh?”

“With the woman of his dreams before him like this? Any man would buckle…” Gary revealed, before his tongue continued where his fingers had left off.

“Such a silver-tongued sweetheart.”

Kim moaned and flashed a smile in his direction before she turned her attention back to his zipper, which was straining against the bulge that had made its way to the waist band of Gary’s underwear.