Finding Love's Wings (28 page)

I'm breathing hard as his right hand comes across my stomach to my left leg, then back again, lower across my pubic bone. I squirm. He pulls himself up, placing his knees under my thighs, and I can feel the head of his cock press against the entrance of my body.
 

As he pulls himself up, he lets his left hand glide across my shoulder and down my breast, catching my nipple. I shiver, sending goose bumps across my skin, my nipples hardening further. They burn for his tongue, but he continues moving his hand to my leg.
 

Bringing his hands together on my right leg, he very slowly and seductively pulls the thigh high down, his fingers caressing my skin as the nylon travels down to my knee, shin, ankle, toes. He gently grabs my ankle and pulls my foot, now bare, to his lips. He lightly and playfully bites into the pad of my big toe.

I moan loudly and call his name. He smiles against my foot and then continues kissing and licking up to my ankle, then the inside of my calf, up to the back of my knee, where he circles his tongue. With my leg pointing straight to the ceiling, I feel his teeth graze the back of my knee. He doesn't bite, but the sensation is enough to cause another moan. I feel his lips spread, and I begin to watch him watching me. Our eyes meet, and I have a feeling that I'm about to get paid back for my strip tease a few minutes ago.

He continues up the inside of my leg, sliding his body back so that he can lay on his stomach. He is kissing, licking, and nipping his way up my thigh, and my sex is burning with the need to come, and come hard.
 

I feel my orgasm spreading throughout my body, so I slam my eyes shut, knowing that watching him is helping my orgasm build. On the verge of orgasm, I feel that he's reached that sweet spot right where my sex and thigh come together, and I know that if he bites me, right there, I will explode. Sensing his hesitation, I nearly shout, "Do it, Tristan!"
 

In a rush he bites down. The bite hurts, but the pain quickly turns to pleasure, and I come loudly as he slides two fingers deep inside me. I shatter into a million pieces. He continues to milk my orgasm for every ounce it's worth, sliding his fingers in and out of me as I moan and writhe against his hand.
 

As my orgasm subsides he slowly pulls his fingers out of me one last time and releases the now painless grip his teeth have on my skin. Sitting up, bringing his knees back under my thighs, he brings his fingers to his mouth and licks. His eyes darken and close in a silent groan as he tastes my arousal.
 

Finding strength in the need I now feel for him, I sit up, reaching again for his pants. I want to see him, feel him, and taste him. Realizing that he has his pants bunched under his ass, I push on his shoulder and he falls dramatically to the bed. I start to pull on his pants, and he lifts his ass.
 

His cock is hard as a rock, a healthy glob of pre-cum sliding down his shaft. I’m beginning to wonder if he will even fit inside me. But it's not his size that surprises me the most. It’s finally catching a glimpse of the piercings I felt earlier.
 

He has four total, a Prince Albert that is currently occupied by a small gauge, open-sided silver ring. Below his PA there are three frenum piercings running down his shaft, each about an inch apart. The first one is about an inch below that sweet spot on the bottom side of his thick, mushroomed head.
 

"Oh, my!" I whisper with a smile. I push his pants to his knees, but can't make them go any farther. "Take those off," I say, and he does.

"Was it worth the wait?" He's smiling ear to ear. I watch his thick, swollen penis bounce while he finishes undressing. I absentmindedly remove my other thigh high.

We're now both completely naked, and I reach out for his erection.
 

"I want you in my mouth."
 

Still smiling, he lays back onto the bed. I take his erection in my left hand and begin to tease the head of his cock with my tongue. I lick and kiss the length of his shaft, and then I watch his eyes darken as I pull him into my mouth. My tongue ring clicks hollowly against his piercings, my mouth locked tight around his erection.
 

His cock is so thick that I can really only get a few inches in, and I’m struggling to keep my teeth sheathed by my lips so I don't hurt him. When I reach the second barbell my jaw is stretched so far that I doubt I'll ever be able to get him far enough in to activate my gag reflex.
 

He moans, his eyes closing with pleasure. "Cami..." He is out of breath. "If you don't stop, I'm going to come in your mouth." I smile against the head of his cock and continue sucking and licking his fully erect sex. He moans again and I take him in as deep as I can, sliding back up then down again.
 

On my fourth thrust down he barks, "Holy shit, Cami, I'm coming!" Desperate to make him orgasm the way I did when he bit me, I don’t stop. I feel every muscle in his legs lock up tight. His hands curl into fists in my hair, and a very thick, hot shot of cum slams against the back of my throat. I pump his cock with my mouth as the salty sweetness hits my tongue. I continue sucking hard, milking his sex for every last drop. After several shots down my throat, he finally stops squirting his orgasm into my mouth. But rather than stop, I simply slow. He groans and twitches as my tongue grazes the underside of the head.
 

Though he came like a rocket down my throat, he is still hard as a steel pipe. I smile and pull back just a little. "Is this normal?"

He chuckles, and in a barely coherent voice he replies, "For you, yes, I am pretty sure this will be normal." He props himself partway up on one elbow and tugs gently on my right arm. "Come here."
 

I follow his lead, and he pulls me on top of him. His hand moves from my arm to my cheek as he pulls my face down so he can kiss me.

"Straddle me, baby-girl," he breathes against my lips. On hearing the endearment, I feel desire surge again, hot and hard. I throw my leg over him, lining up his cock with my entrance. "Slowly," he breaths, and I do as I'm told. His erection is still so hard and standing up at full mast. His sex brushes against my wet pussy, and I can feel the head of his cock seeking the entrance to my sex. A warm delicious shiver runs through my body as I slowly start to lower myself onto him.
 

He is staring straight into my eyes. Something is happening between us. There is a charge that fills the air as the sweet smell of our arousal comes together.
 

As my sex slides past his PA he groans. "For fuck's sake, you’re so tight." I continue sliding down. "And soaked." I feel the first barbell pressing against my opening and I clench down on the head of his cock. He swallows hard, his eyes beginning to roll back into his head.
 

Lowering myself further and unclenching against his erection, my body is stretching, kneading him as he slides further into me. I feel the second barbell push past the soft barrier and then finally the third.
 

I pull myself back up, allowing my arousal to soak his own. He groans as I pull off of him until only the very tip is buried inside me. I slide back down, this time a little faster, until I feel the tickle of his balls against my ass cheeks. I stop as a shiver of satisfaction rocks through me and every nerve in my body comes alive.
 

Tristan lets out a soft moan of satisfaction. "Dammit, baby-girl. Go very slow, please. I feel like I am ready to explode again."

I smile and slowly start to grind my hips against his. I can feel his sex buried deep within my core. My clit is rubbing gently against his pelvic bone, and with this fullness inside, coherent thought is lost as I feel my next orgasm warming from that special spot. I bite my lip to help slow the onslaught because I'm determined to take as long as I can with him – tonight and every night.

I close my eyes, let my head fall back, and arch my back. My pussy tightens against his hard-on. I moan rather loudly, and he reaches up to cup my breasts in his hands. "Ahhh," I breathe, and then suck in a loud, harsh breath as his fingers pinch my nipples. My hands go to his chest, bracing my body so that I can really start sliding up and down.
 

I tease him by bringing my pussy to the point that I can feel him start to slip out, and then I slide back down, hard and quick. He moans. I do it again. And again. When he is completely sheathed inside me, I flick my hips against his, and I feel the head of his cock massage my g-spot and my clit grinds against his pubic bone.

His hands come down from my chest to my hips, and I feel his fingers press into the soft flesh, urging me to lift, and I do. Once I'm back to the head of his cock he slams his hips into me and I moan. I hear his rush of breath at the exertion and disappointment of coming back out, but he doesn't go far before he slams back in.
 

Sweat covers his body and mine. I watch as he watches me. His eyes are dark and dilated, but they never swerve from mine. Looking into his eyes and his persistent pounding into my sex causes my heart to flutter, and the sweet sensation of warmth rises from deep inside my very core.
 

My clit is throbbing with each contact with his skin. "Tristan," I say as my eyes roll back into my head, breaking our connection. My arms start to shake and become weak. I shift so my arms are above his shoulders, next to his head, and I bring my mouth to his, kissing him with ardor. He instantly starts kissing me back and my body goes limp against him. His hands glide up my sides, and he cups my face while he continues to slide in and out, slower now but still solid against my sweet spot.
 

His hands work into my hair, and my legs become stiff. My toes curl against his thighs. He pulls me harder against his lips, and my orgasm boils over. I pull away from his kiss as the orgasm overtakes me, taking me to a place of pure ecstasy. "Trriiiiiisstan! Ah!” I moan as I come harder than I ever have before.
 

My sex grips hard onto his erection, and his motion slows. His hands come free of my hair and are on my hips in an instant. My sex is pulsing, coercing his cock into orgasm. Gripping my hips he pushes me down hard. His cock meets the resistance of my cervix. He pulls back and slams down again. And again. His jaw tightens, every muscle in his neck stands out, and his nails dig into my hips. His cock pulses within me. On the fourth thrust he stills, and I feel the first shot deep within my core.
 

The sensation of his cum entering me brings me to another immediate release. Every pulsing shot of his orgasm pushes me further and further over the edge.
 

"CAMI!" I hear him cry out.
 

I collapse onto his chest, completely spent, both of us breathing hard. Our hearts beat out a fast, chaotic rhythm in our chests. His hands release their grip on my hips and slowly slide up my back. I feel the tension on a few of my piercings, but the sensation is lost as he engulfs me in an embrace that is so sweet and tender. I can feel his eyes on me, but I'm beyond the point of comprehension and I don't look up.
 

His cock twitches inside me, and the motion causes another moan to escape from my lips. As my moaning registers on him, I can feel his erection growing inside me again.
 

I smile. I'm tired, but I've had nowhere near my fill of him.

"What are you doing to me, Cami? Apparently I can't get enough of you."
 

I giggle, and the motion causes my hips to move slightly. Tristan groans.
 

One second I'm laying on his chest, and in the next I'm on my back, beneath him. His sex never leaves mine as he rolls us over.
 

He slowly starts to move in and out of me, looking deep into my eyes. There's wonder and tenderness and significance there, and I stare back at him, hoping my face shows that I'm feeling the same. He seems to find what he's looking for, and his motions increase slightly, picking up the pace.
 

I'm so wet. He's sliding in and out of my tight pussy without resistance, smooth and sensual. I'm dying to feel him bury himself deep inside me while coming, and I start to move my hips against his once again.

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She is already starting to moan while I move slowly in and out of her. I lower my head to her chest and start to sweetly lick her right nipple. Her head pushes back against the pillow. Her eyes are closed tight.
 

I pull up off of her nipple and sit back a little. I lift her left leg, effectively halting her motions against mine. I hold her leg straight up and slowly slide in and out of her. I'm in so deep now, deeper than when she was on top of me. I can feel every inch of her sex surrounding my rock hard erection.
 

I lick and kiss along the leg that's in the air. She is moaning again and I feel her pussy tighten. She is going to come again, but I'm not ready for that. I'm amazed to realize that if she comes again, so will I. I can feel my orgasm at the head of my prick, desperately trying to escape.
 

I lower her leg, twisting her so that her ass cheek is meeting my pelvic bone. Her ass is perfect and round and jiggles ever so slightly with every slow thrust. She adjusts the top half of her body so she's laying on her side.
 

"Can you get your arm under you and lift yourself up?"
 

She nods her response and turns more onto her stomach. As she lifts herself up, I sit straight up, bringing her hips with me.
 

"Now get your right leg under yourself. I want to take you from behind."
 

She knows exactly what I mean, and she pulls her leg up, lifting herself off the bed, placing calf along my leg.

I'd stopped thrusting while she turned over, but now I pick back up again, and she rocks gently back and forth on her elbows and knees. The view of her ass sliding along my cock is probably the most beautiful sight I've ever seen. Her head is turned to the side, eyes straining to see me. To maintain eye contact with me. Her hair is sweeping to her left and I can see her hands intertwined with it. Her wings are in full view, taunting me to touch them. Her corset is laced with a purple ribbon tonight. I can see her breasts swaying slightly beneath her, and I place my left hand on her hip and grip, sliding her back and forth against my cock.