Dick Martin - Virginia_s wet lips

"I should have gotten out of the way first," she said, meaning it about half as sincerely as she sounded.

"I wouldn't have missed this for the world," Jeff answered, stopping where he was and looking down into her face. His hands slid around her waist, pulling her closer, and Virginia leaned her head back for the kiss. He didn't come close to her mouth; he went straight for the lovely line of her throat.

His lips pressed against her soft flesh, opened, and he let his teeth nibble lightly. The touch was almost tickling, but Virginia felt a thrill of sensuality course through her amply curved body. Almost without thinking, she brought her hands up to the back of his head and ran her fingers through his thick hair, pulling his moving mouth more tightly to her.

He worked his mouth up higher, to her ear, and nipped the delicate lobe. It had been a long time since a man had attended to that particular erogenous zone, and Virginia had all but forgotten it.

He reminded her with a vengeance. She sighed deeply as she felt his tongue flickering out to explore the convolutions of her ear. His hot, moist breath was superheating her passions, sending shock waves of pleasure and arousal rushing through her curvaceous form. Her hips pushed forward without conscious direction and she could quite clearly feel the rigid meat of his hard cock against her belly. He bent again, letting his mouth once more follow the line of her neck, but this time went down to the sensitive bridge of muscular flesh between her neck and shoulders. He caught it between his even teeth, biting lightly. Virginiashuddered at the surprise of pleasure from the toothy caress. She'd finally found a guy who knew what he was doing, she thought elatedly. Jeff's hands had reached down and Virginia could feel him gripping the ripe, full flesh of her ass through her dress and panties. He was grinding her pelvis forward so that her cunt-mound was pressed against the hard column of his thigh. Her panties began to tighten between her legs, and Virginia realized that he was holding and puffing them through her dress and she could easily figure out his purpose.

Tugging her panties that way made the material rub softly between the swelling lips of her pussy and against the stiffened nubbin of her clitoris. The sensations cascading through her weren't the mildly pleasurable ones of a few moments before but sheer, unadulterated lust. Her clitoris was being massaged by the smooth nylon of her panties, and Virginia had all she could do to keep her legs beneath her as her cunt gushed its lubricants. He pushed her back then, removing his hands from her ass and sliding them to her waist. Virginia thought she was going to scream with want as she felt his fingers moving higher over her stomach andribs until they were pressing the outer, nerve covered swells of her smooth tits through the dress. He pulled back from her, and she opened her eyes to find him looking down into hers. He was smiling faintly, but she didn't give a good damn if it was a smile of conquest, or a smile of amusement at her excitement, or a smile of arousal. She just wanted him to keep at it.

"Come on, Virginia," he said softly, "let's make it."

"Yes!" she breathed huskily, unable to say more.

Jeff slipped one arm about her trim waist and guided her sideways out of the tiny kitchenette into the main room of the studio. There, he turned her back toward him and once again put his arms around her. Virginia could feel her tits being crushed by his massive chest. Her nipples were hard, aching, and she wanted him to take her dress off and suck and bite and kiss her tits they way he'd done to her throat. As if he could read her mind, Jeff pushed his hands around her back and up to the top of her zipper. As his lips once more found her soft throat, he tugged the zipper down to the bottom, just above the first creamy swells of her ass. For a moment, Jeff did nothing else, just holding her against him with her back naked andthe top of the dress held in place only by their embrace. But then he began running his fingers up and down her spine, from the nape of her neck down to the small of her back, letting her know the gentle experience in his caress.

As he continued the light stroking, Virginia began to arch her body forward, rippling against him in synchronization with the touch of his fingers. Finally, he loosened the embrace and drew back from her. The dress slipped partway down, almost exposing the sleek upper swells of her tits before it caught on her arms. Jeff slowly, languorously gripped the lower sleeve and drew it down. The top of the dress came lower, steadily lower, gradually exposing more and more of her flushed chest and heaving jugs.

Something about the way he did it aroused her even more. With a silent groan of excitement, Virginia jerked her arms back and out of the sleeves. The upper part of the dress fell away from her, exposing her to the waist. Jeff almost, casually let go of the sleeves. The dress fell in a heap about her slender thighs and she stood before him, naked and glowing with arousal, covered only by the tangled, dampened wisp of her panties, which actually sewed to accentuate hercoppery beaver and blood-engorged cunt-lips. He let his eyes devour her, and Virginia felt a sudden surge of wantonness rip through her. She could almost feel his eyes on her, feel them as they searched her heaving tits, feel them as they took in her trim waist and taut stomach, feel them as they meandered through the softness of her inner thighs. She wanted him to touch her with his hands and lips and, most of all, with that hard length of cock she'd felt pressed against her just moments before in the kitchenette. Virginia slowly raised her aims, high over her head, feeling the satisfying pull of his muscles on her snowy-soft tits. She clasped her hands high over her head and came up on her tiptoes, looking down at herself and seeing the up-tilted sauciness of her large, swollen nipples. She turned her eyes towards the handsome man who'd so expertly aroused her, and watched his reaction as she slowly traced the tip of her tongue over her soft, full lip.

She got the reaction she wanted. Jeff stepped forward, reaching up to take her wrists in his hands and draw her arms down over his shoulders. She tightened her grip on his neck and felt the satisfying coarseness of his jacket against her naked tit-flesh. The roughness of the fabric against her nipples sent another shock ofpleasure through her body and the secretions within her cunt became a flood.

His lips found her throat, then went to the little sensitive hollow between her collarbones, moving silently. For some reason, his restraint drove Virginia wild, perhaps because it proved to her that this was a man well-versed in the ways of sex and giving women pleasure and determined to draw the moments of pleasure out to their maximum. But he let his mouth linger, and Virginia felt the familiar craving pulsating within her. She wanted him to kiss and suck her fits and nipples, she wanted to feel his deft tongue moving between the lips of her cunt and over her hardened clitoris. Most of all, she wanted to feel his hard cock buried balls-deep within her clutching cunt. She pushed down on his shoulders, and she knew that he was letting her drive him to his knees. His legs bent, and his lips slipped lower over her chest. His mouth was at the upper slopes of her creamy tits, but moving downward very slowly.

"Oh, kiss my tits, Jeff!" she gasped."Kiss them now!"

Teasingly, Jeff let his mouth trace the outer swell of her jugs, making a complete circle of each soft hillock in turn. Then he began tightening the circle, making yet another full circuit around eachmagnificent lit.

He was spiraling his mouth ever closer to her nipples, and at the same time, she could feel his hands at her waist, moving down towards the elastic waistband of her panties. He was teasing her, making her wait, drawing it out and in the process, he was arousing Virginia as few men had done before.