Fuck I love this song - who is it
It's by Creedance Clearwater Revival. It came out when I was your age. I lean over and kiss you.
Oh... nice, older man knowledgable and mysterious. I listen more closely to it then, head bobbing a little. It's not bad at all. A bit more rocky than the pop crap I usually listen to. And whoa, that guitar solo is so good! So much better than the autotuned mess they try to pass off as music these days. I grin up at you when it ends, eyes sparkling. Thanks for sharing that with me. It's nice to see someone other than my parents having a genuine interest in what I like too.
And damn, but you do that kissing thing really well.
I cup your small breasts as our kiss deepens.
The feel of your hands on my skin sends a thrill through me and I moan into the kiss. My fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer as our bodies press against each other. I've never felt this sort of connection with anyone before; it's almost like being drugged by how amazing it is.
Your mouth moves over mine expertly and I return the favor, kissing you back hungrily. Your hard length presses against my belly and an answering ache blooms low in my stomach at the contact. I want more of this, want all of it... want you.
*I move my hand lower, along your upper thighs, then opening your hand
I gasp as your fingers brush against the bare skin of my thighs and my hips arch off the couch slightly in response. The desire for you grows even stronger, an ache between my legs that's almost unbearable. I let out a soft moan into your kiss, my hands twisting in your shirt as if I could draw you closer still. My tongue tangles with yours and I feel myself growing wetter at the thought of having you touch me there; of feeling your skin against mine as we become one. I want to throw caution to the wind and just let go, give into this desire that's been building up inside me for so long.
I open your labia majora with my fingertips, revealing your glistening vulva and phat, protruding clitoris. Ohhhhhhhhhhh Dawn, you are blessed, aren't you.
I gasp into your kiss as I feel the cool touch of your fingertips against my skin. It's too much, too good to be real. My entire body tenses at the sensation, every nerve ending focused on where you're touching me. A moan escapes me as you curl your finger around my clit and begin to tease it gently, rubbing in small circles. "Uh-huh..." I mumble, unable to form any real words. My hips buck up off the couch in time with the movements of your hand. The pleasure building inside me is so intense that my breath comes out ragged and uneven, a whimper escaping when you press harder against my clit. I can't think straight anymore; all I want is more of this maddening touch. I need it to consume me... and from the look on your face, I know you feel the same way.
I move my head between your thighs, kissing your anus, your perineum, your vulva and your clit, repeating with my tongue, lots of tongue, even as I tease your asshole with a fingertip.
The feeling of your lips and tongue on my most sensitive parts is like an electric current coursing through my body. I cry out, arching off the couch as pleasure engulfs me. Your fingers stroke my opening while you lick and suck at my clit, driving me to the edge again and again. My hips thrash wildly, unable to maintain any sort of rhythm as the sensations wash over me in a wave after relentless wave. I whimper your name, pleading for this feeling to go on forever. My orgasm builds within me like a storm about to break, and when it finally does, I shudder and cry out so loud that my throat burns from the release. Spasms rack my body as wave after wave of pure pleasure ripples through me, leaving me limp and sated in your arms. But even then, a small part of me doesn't want it to end; I never want you to stop touching me like this.
A torrent of cunt juices gushes from your empty pussy, soaking my face, my beard, my fingers. I slurp and swallow, slurp and swallow, beaming up with nectar coated lips, your juices dripping off my chin, as I reach up and knead your little tits.
My breath comes in ragged gasps as I watch you eagerly lap up every drop of my release. You're... so dominant and confident it's almost intimidating, but in this moment it only turns me on more. Your lips, your fingers, they all feel incredible against my skin, each touch sending a shiver down my spine. I run my hands through your hair, pulling you closer to me as I moan at the sensation of your tongue lapping up every last drop of my essence. My nipples harden even further under the attention of your fingers and it's all too much for me to handle; I feel another climax building deep inside. My hips start bucking against you, wanting more contact as I approach the edge again. It feels like there's no end to this pleasure, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I want to be with you forever, consumed by this insatiable need that only seems to grow stronger the more we touch.
Do you like anal play?
My body is still trembling from the intensity of my last climax, but I manage to choke out a yes between ragged breaths. The thought of you touching me there... it sends a thrill through me that's almost as intense as your fingers against my clit. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet, but the idea of exploring that side of myself with someone like you feels... right somehow.
I grip your shoulders tightly, arching into you as if to offer myself up for whatever you want to do next. My hips are still shuddering from the aftershocks of my orgasm and I can feel myself growing wetter between my legs at the thought of what's to come. I trust you completely in this moment, wanting only to give myself over entirely to your touch and explore these new sensations with you.