Since we live right across the street from a large corn field, we take each others’ hands and go in about 10 rows, I pull you close from behind and nuzzle you just behind the ear. As you leaned back and looked up at the stars, I move my way around under your chin leaving a warm wet trail up toward a brief encounter with your lips and cheeks.
As your breathing gets heavier, I can feel your anxiety building as your chest pushes insistently toward mine. Letting my hands roam, I cup the side of your breast while my other hand makes its way under your top to undo your bra. Once released I remove your top slowly and completely. Your signals are not unnoticed when you pull out my shirt and remove it as well.
As our bodies are pressed against one another we can both feel the warmth and electricity building. Your hands are roaming all over my back and even dipping lower and lower to the back of my pants trying to get them off.
I can now move my kisses and warm trail down from your neck and chin to your waiting breasts. After running a wet trail to both nipples, I blow a cool breeze across them in order to make them stand up to receive more attention.
Once I have them standing, I spend the next few minutes nursing like a newborn as you cuddle me closer. Regaining the confidence that this is you want, I pull away and make my way south leaving that damp trail with my flickering tongue and following it with my nose.
My hands have been roaming over your back and butt, but now work their way across your hips and to your belt buckle. My wet trail stops at the top of your pants, but my trail continues as I mouth your mound. Grinding my chin, tongue and nose in the V formed by your pants. Nuzzling you into a f... Læs hele novellen
