Tommy opened his eyes to see her sitting on his thighs watching him. Her smile was broader than he had ever seen. He smiled back. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Was it good?"
"Oh, yes. Couldn't you tell? It was far better than good. Come here." He reached his hand up. She took it and allowed him to pull her down into his arms. He could feel his stickiness on their skin, but he did not care, and Barbara seemed unfazed, but she was trembling, so he held her tightly and kissed her forehead.
"Should I ask where you learnt that?"
Barbara caressed his chest. "I read widely."
"More like wildly."
"I bought a book. Years ago. Just in case I ever... found someone I wanted to do that to. You sort of offered me my fantasy."
"And you satisfied one of mine. Let me love you, Barbara."
"Do you?"
"Yes, very much."
"I thought you just said that because..." She left her fear unsaid.
"Because that was the most incredibly intense orgasm I have ever had? No, that was a bonus. I've been trying to think of a way to tell you, but you stole my thunder. Let me show you. Let me convince you."
Tommy kissed her. This time he ran his tongue under her lips begging for entry to her mouth. Barbara's teeth parted fractionally. Tommy stroked her face and tried to wedge his tongue gently in between. Despite what had just happened, she was wary. He pulled away and caressed her face. "Don't be scared."
"I want to please you, Tommy."
He smiled. "Oh, I think we just proved how much you do. That should never be a fear."
She put her hand around his neck and pulled him closer. They kissed again with tentative, soft tugs at each other. Tommy ran his tongue over and under her lips. This time he did not try to rush her. Her mouth gradually opened to him. He proceeded slowly, just brushing the tip of her tongue, trying to coax it out to play. When he retreated, her tongue stayed pressed against his and followed him into his mouth. He dipped his underneath hers, encouraging her to explore. To his joy, she did. They continued to parry for several minutes, taking small breaks to breathe. Slowly they developed a rhythm that was natural and satisfying. They could easily have been lovers for years.
Tommy was acutely aware that they were heading towards a long slow session of lovemaking. As much as that appealed, Barbara had spoiled him, and he had promised her a massage, although he doubted he could match her effort.
He rolled her on her back. "I owe you your Christmas present."
"It's okay."
"I insist." Tommy sat up and gestured for her to roll over.
Grumbling, Barbara obeyed. Tommy found the oil on his bedside table, then decided against using it. He dragged his knuckles down her back then traced intricate patterns with his fingertips making sure that he barely touched her skin. Barbara cried out softly. It sounded as if he was achieving his aim of exciting her. As his hands focussed on her shoulders, he began to kiss the small of her back. Barbara shifted beneath him. He moved his hands to her sides holding her gently in place as he ran the tip of his tongue over the bumps of her spine. She sighed deeply as he worked his way towards her neck. As Barbara had, he was straddling her. He leant down, nudging his growing erection against the cloth covering the curve of her backside, letting her know where this could head. Barbara pressed back against him.
Tommy reached her neck. He traced kisses down her left collarbone then back again, across her neck, and over to her right shoulder. His tongue danced over her skin. He burrowed his face into the soft flesh at the base of her neck. Barbara writhed beneath him. He pressed his groin down allowing his erection to lie in the crevice of her bum while he gave her shoulder a firm but loving bite, rubbing her tense muscle between his teeth.
"Oh, hell!" Barbara gasped.
Tommy paused, alarmed that he had overstepped her boundaries. "I'm..."
"Don't stop. Please don't stop."
Tommy grinned as he nuzzled into the other side and repeated his bite. He slid his hands from her sides down under her body. Her stomach was soft and warm. Slowly he moved his hands up. Barbara sensed his intent and lifted slightly so that he could reach her breasts. Cupping then with his palms, he teased them by rolling then around in his hands. Barbara whimpered and pushed her tail back hard against him. At first touch, her nipples had been warm and semi-rigid, but soon they were hard and hot. He squeezed her breasts casually, not settling into any pattern of pressure or duration. They were full and heavy and rather fun toys. He was not necessarily a breast man, but with these, he could learn to be. He leant forward. "I could play with these all day."
"Hmm, sounds good," she replied breathlessly.
"But I need my hands."
He reluctantly pulled his hands free then sat back, sliding down her thighs until he was kneeling above her calves. He ran his hands from her knees up to her buttocks. He kneaded them briefly before finding the waistband of her track pants. "I don't think we need these any more, do you?"
Barbara gasped as he pulled them down in one swift movement. He knew she had expected him to peel them slowly. He had wanted to shock her, maybe excite her. The front was still trapped under her so that all he had exposed was the fullness of her buttocks. Earlier he had wanted to bite them, and now he did. First on the left, then on the right. Not hard enough to leave a mark but strong enough to hurt just a little. Barbara squirmed, pushing her groin down into the bed. Tommy reached around under her and dragged the front of her pants down over her hips. He then stood and tugged them completely off her legs. "Much better. You have a beautiful body, Barbara. Why did I never notice how sexy you are?"
She turned her face to him. "I'm not."
He bent down and kissed her. "Yes, you are. Now, about this Christmas present. I take it you want me to continue?"
"Mmm... yes. Yes! Yes!"
He tucked her knees together then began at her ankles and ran his thumbs over her calves. For three minutes, he massaged her legs below the knees before he moved to her thighs. He focussed on the back of them as he worked his way back towards those gorgeously firm buttocks. He stopped short of his goal as he debated how to proceed. His hands slid up over her bum then down over her sides. He reversed direction and tracked back to her knees. Three or four times he repeated it until he felt the tension in her legs ease. Holding her knees, he eased her legs apart.
Barbara tensed. "Oh, god."
"I won't hurt you, Barbara. One word and I will stop."
"No. I... like it."
Tommy moved his hands back up her legs letting his thumbs run up the inside of her thighs. Barbara let out a throaty groan. He ran them up and down several times before pausing to spread her legs wider. This time he could see glimpses of darker flesh at the apex. His cock twitched eagerly seeming to sense it's final destination. He ignored it. He had a lot to do before that would happen but he wanted Barbara to know he was keen. He knelt back over her and lowered the tip of his cock onto her back. He pulled it back slowly allowing it to bump over the crevice that separated her buttocks. She tensed. He paused, letting the weight of his engorged head fall into the junction of her thighs. He pushed down half an inch in a deliberately suggestive gesture.
"Oh, god. Yes."
He smiled. She wanted him. "No, not yet."
He knelt up and replaced his cock with his index finger. He pushed down. His finger slid easily. Barbara was slippery wet. This time it was Tommy who groaned. He pulled his finger out and lifted it to his face. It smelled divine. He put his finger in his mouth. "Mmm, you taste sublime."
Barbara raised her head and turned to look at him. He gave her a reassuring smile. "Back you go," he said softly. "I haven't finished my massage yet."
When he was sure Barbara was comfortable, he began to stroke the inside of her thighs. She moved her legs apart again. This time he could see her swollen lips glistening with that same wetness. He reached up and traced their outline. Barbara muttered something unintelligible into his pillow. Ensuring his finger did not delve into her folds, he slid it forward until he felt a soft mat of hair. He opened his hand and let all his fingers rummage in the delightfully thick forest. With his hand wedged between her and the bed, he moved so that the heel of his hand rested on her pubic mound. Simultaneously, he pushed his cock back into the warm cleft of her thighs. This time, the gap was wide enough for it to slide all the way forward. His head separated her lips, but he was careful not let his cock slide between them. Not yet.
As he hoped, Barbara thrust her pelvis forward against his hand. Her clitoris was compressed and as he rocked his hand back and forth, she let out a low growl. She pushed back against him, twisting as if trying to force his cock inside her. He used more of his body weight to push her forward again. This time his cock slid between her folds. She was hot and saturated. He was so hard it was almost painful. It took immense self control not to enter her. Instead he rubbed the tip of his cock back and forth over her opening as she thrust her hips against his hand.
"Oh, Tommy, please... don't tease me."
"I'm not going in there until you come."
She bucked against his hand. "I can't."
"Good, I don't want you to come yet."
Tommy pulled his cock free. With his hand still in front, he put the other on her back and pulled her up so that she was kneeling. She was low to the bed because her legs were still splayed. "Stay there. Don't move." He stood and moved behind her then knelt up on the bed.
"Tommy?"
"Patience, my love. Patience."
He knew what she thought he was about to do. He was tempted. Instead he pushed two fingers into her wetness. He slid them forward until he found her small hard nub. He explored how she reacted to his touch. Did she prefer soft strokes, hard vigorous movements or a circular pattern? It was hard tell as every touch made her moan with mounting joy. He was careful to ease back every time she seemed to approach a climax. He was not willing to let that happen this way, but he sensed he needed to hurry or she might come anyway. He moved his fingers away.
"No! Tommy, please, this is agony."
He knelt over her so that his balls banged against her lips. He moved away the swung his balls back against her. His cock rested between her buttocks. "Is it? I can stop."
"No! Don't you dare."
He rubbed his balls against her. Although his shaft was wedged, it was still wet enough to slide back and forth across her anus. He had not intended that, but when Barbara lifted her head and began to yowl, he was happy. Tommy kissed her back. "You are going to come so hard, my love. Harder than you ever have before."
He hoped that was true. It had been for him. He held his cock firmly and pressed it against her entrance. She groaned, and before he could stop her, she thrust back. The very top of his cock slid inside her tight, wet pussy. One small thrust and he would be inside her. He hesitated, then as she pushed back forcing almost all of his knob inside her, he withdrew.
"Mmm, you are eager."
"I've waited so long, Tommy. Please..."
"Then you can wait a little longer."
She grumbled until he inserted his finger. Her walls clamped around it, and she sighed. His balls tightened, and his cock throbbed jealously. He ran his fingertip around, quickly exploring the place his cock wanted to call home. He bumped against the hard protrusion of her womb. It was just out of reach to stroke with his finger, but he would ensure his cock caressed it later.
Tommy removed his finger. "Stay there. Stay still. I'm going to make you come, Barbara. Would you like that?"
"Yes!"
"Good."
Tommy lay down and rolled into his back. He slid up between her thighs. His hands reached up and found her dangling breasts. He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
"Mmmmm. Oh, god..." Barbara pushed her hips forward until her thighs rested on his shoulders. Tommy pressed his face into her wetness. His tongue sought its target. He wriggled to get a better angle. Barbara jumped. "Ohh, Tommy!"
He pointed his tongue then used it to circle, brushing her clit only every few twirls. Barbara's breathing became heavy. She gripped the bedclothes near his head and pushed her groin against his face. Tommy flattened his tongue and held it against her clit. She continued to rock back and forth. She did not seem to notice when he abandoned her breasts and placed his hands on her buttocks with his fingers resting on her folds. Her juices flowed freely making her silky and slippery. He sensed she was in the brink, so began to rub her clit with the tip of his tongue. As she arched her back, he pushed his finger back inside her.
"Holy..."
"That's it, Barbara. Give in to it. Let me share it."
"Aarrrgghhhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhh, arrrrghhhh." Her muscles gripped his finger like a vice as her body went stiff. He flicked his tongue rapidly until she stopped crying out.
When she began to relax, Tommy began to twist his tongue around her clit again. Barbara grunted in surprise, but after several seconds, she ground her pelvis into his face and swore loudly as she came for the second time.
" I love you, Tommy."
TBC...
