Underneath

…maybe the balcony isn't the best place to do this though! I pick her up and carry her inside to…the dining table. I lay her down on it. She giggles. “Here? really?” she says making herself comfortable. “I thought we’d already done it here?” I ask, genuinely not sure. “No that was the kitchen bench,” she corrects, hooking me towards her with a foot. “Ah! yes,” I say suddenly remembering. “Ice cubes, bobble hat, how could I forget?”

I grab her foot and kiss the instep. I love her feet. Not that I’m a foot perv, just she has lovely feet. “Pervert,” she mocks giggling. “You knew that from day one!” I mutter kissing down her calf. “Well maybe I like it!” she says, sighing as I reach her inner thigh. “J’aime Le pervert?” I say, running my tongue to the curve of her pelvis by her belly button.

She flexes under my touch. “Lick me,” she moans, trying to push my head back down.
I decide to mess with her a bit, cos why not. “Ok Carolina so repeat after me, lécher moi.”

She groans with frustration. “Stop trying to teach me French!” she screams. “Pardon?” I say staying in character. “Oh for god sake, lécher moi! you asshole!” I giggle, teasing off her knickers. “and what’s the magic word?”

“Please!” she screams. “Darling, that’s, s’il vous plaît if you don't mind!” I say marvelling at her beautiful body. “Lécher moi! s’il vous plaît!” she begs. “Well, since you ask so nicely, “ I answer and begin to kiss towards her centre.

The sight of her delicate parting so soft and wet makes me instantly hard. I run my fingers softly round the opening and part the flesh gently. The delicate rose within so inviting. I touch the tip of my tongue to her clit and feel it harden. She tastes silky and salty, slightly tart, my favourite flavour. I play my tongue against her clit, her body responding to me like an echo.

I lick further down, my mouth filling with her delicious taste. I slip my tongue into her warm body, take her buttocks in my hands. She gasps and moans on the table, thighs spread for me. The urgent throb between my legs won’t wait much longer.

I undo my jeans and push between her legs. She feels like sliding into a warm oil. She grips my body with her knees, getting me to go slow. I struggle for a second and take a breath. She feels so good I have to control the urge to come straight away.

She’s laid back in the table in-front of me, naked apart from a nude lacy bra. Young, smooth, full of wonder. I hook her leg over my shoulder and push myself harder into her. She writhes and pulls me to her breast, hauling the bra aside. I take her nipple into my mouth, sucking and grazing it with my teeth.

I keep pushing hard into her as I move to the other breast, licking through the flimsy material. I love to see her lost in ecstasy, panting, writhing, grabbing at me desperately.

“Turn over,” I ask, pulling free from her. She hesitates for a moment before doing as I ask. I sense she's halfway between desire and fear. I’d never hurt her of course, but theres something so irresistible about her vunrability…I can’t help it. I smooth my hands down her sinuous back. The soft waist, the curve of her hips. I pull her to stand and then bend her slightly over the table. Quickly, I slide back home and begin to move again. I thrust hard and she bucks against me groaning loudly. I grip her body, then her breasts, holding her still, pushing deeper inside.

I get too close to coming and have to slow down. I turn her face to me and kiss her soft lips. So trusting and sweet. It just this sweetness that makes me feel so utterly corrupt. Her body tempts me like nothing I’ve ever known. I want every inch of it. I sink my teeth into her shoulder. She reaches round and smacks me lightly, pawing at my hair. I try to fight the urge but feel my hands at her waist, kneading the flesh.

She turns again and catches me. Such pretty eyes…knowing me much better than I think. With one smile, she completely disarms me. I release her. Now we’re face to face. “Come here,” she says smiling. I sink gratefully back inside. “Now, don't take your eyes off me,” she says…and I do as I’m told.

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