The hotel in the city

An hotel room in the city.
Music playing... lighting just so... the scent of egyptian patchouli in the air...
a naked man sitting in an armchair... a naked woman her back to him standing in front of the full length mirror.
The visual stimulation of their reflections obvious to each other... and yet... either could have been alone.
He is watching intently... her movements... her hands cupping her breasts... rolling her nipples between thumb and index finger... tiny bumps appearing on her skin... the coolness of the airconditioning making her body come alive... nipples erect ... a warm glow moistening and stirring her arousal.
Her hands caressing her body moving down to the smooth wetness... the place men yearn to own... but at this moment it is hers alone.
Like a flower it opens to her touch... rhythmically circling the tiny rise of her clitorus until it is engorged... Her lips open and inviting...the pinkness of her inner lips moist and ready
The man is stroking his erect penis... lost in the thoughts running through his mind...the sight of the woman... pleasing herself as only she can... the wanting in his eyes... she doesnt see... so intent on her own pleasure... he isnt there.....................yet
She dips a finger inside the flower then to her mouth to taste the nectar... sweet... honey...never losing the rhythm... sensual... dreamlike
Behind her he can only imagine the gentle sweetness of her... addictive... somewhere deep in the past he knows the taste of her..
watching her enjoyment of her self.
She finds her spot just inside there... swollen and inviting under her fingers... she firmly strokes it... her fingers still circling the clitorus... that clear almost invisible juicy oozing out of her.
Her skin aflame... fire and ice... the nerves awaken, blood pumping through her veins...
Intensely... she shudders ... moaning with each contraction deep within her...
Relaxing into the room... from the distant place she had been... seeing him now through that dream like state.
Eyes smouldering with lust for her.. he continued stroking his huge.. hard... cock...with one hand.... beckoning her to come to him with the other.
Her promise to him.. she couldnt touch him... taste him...until she performed that ritual... for her self.
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Standing now on the arms of the lounge chair... her pussy above him... she showed him her juices... flowing.. the scent of her .. sending a heat through him... pre cum oozing out of his cock.
Kneeling now... she pushed her smooth wet pussy lips.. swollen ... and open..into his face..lips parting to kiss her there... then
licking and moaning... his tongue circling her clitorus.. hard and erect still engorged...aroused and wanting more.
His tongue entered that warm wetness ... thrilling him more when she squirmed onto him.. moving sensually to music barely heard above their breathing ... cradling her breasts in her hands.
He lifted her ... lips and tongue still devouring her sweetness.. legs over his shoulders...hands supporting her back.. and placed her gently onto the bed.. as though in one movement.
His mouth going to her nipples.... sucking .. one by one.. drawing them out.... to point accusingly at him. She gasped.. seeing his cock so engorged.. so hard..ready to enter her.
So sweet the waiting.. to be filled at last with that cock... mmmm ..slowly and rhythmically... disappearing into her then withdrawing almost to the tip...
he loved the sensation.. being drawn into her ... feeling and filling every space within her.... the way her muscles held him... as he withdrew.
his fingers finding her clitorus again... while sliding his cock inside her again .. keeping her juices flowing... exciting her again to that place of fulfilment.
Nipples hardening,the warmth flowing to her extremities... . Breathing now faster.. deeper.. body tensing to his touch inside and out.
Pausing now.. withdrawing... she sits up to lick her juices from his cock.. circling his balls with her tongue... licking from the base to the tip of him.. tasting the sweetness of her self on him.. he seeks her mouth to kiss .. his tongue circling hers so nothing escapes him... he wants all of her... and she doesnt deny him.
Bending now.. mouth swallowing his cock..one hand sliding up and down in rhythm .. the other holding his balls. She is sucking slowly .. her tongue circling while lips surround.. faster now.. he is gasping..fingers in her hair.. he pulls her face closer and explodes inside her throat..pumping cum.. she swallows.. licking the tip of his cock clean..

They rest together ..silently.. on the bed...awaiting the next flush of desire
To give is to receive....