Oh, Miss Honey

The magic between her thighs

Miss Honey panted as I did what I do best. My mouth flowed over every inch of her body as if my lips had never felt the warmth of another's body until this moment. She dug her nails into the skin on my forearms, holding on for dear life as I caressed my way around her bottom half. She let out a heavenly moan and that's how I knew I'd hit the right spot. My tongue twirled around her clit as her body began to shake and her legs squirmed around over the sheets. I smiled with every gasping breath she took, pushing my face deeper in between her legs. After a few moments of pure bliss, her entire body started to shake uncontrollably. She let out a deep breath of air as the pleasure tingled up her spine and left her in a haze. She reached down, pulling my head up and away from her. She sat up quickly, meeting me in the middle of our intertwined limbs to kiss me, hard. Her tongue pushed into mine as she wrestled to get closer to me. Although not apparent at first, I noticed both of our bodies covered in sweat. Beads of sweat sat atop her forehead waiting to fall, evidence of the workout we'd just completed. Miss Honey pulled me close, her hand around my neck. The squeeze of her fingers around my throat made my eyes roll into the back of my head, the wet spot in my boxers growing by the second. She planted sweet kisses over my forehead, then on the sides of my neck, building the tension that already had me about to burst. Our eyes met. She stared into me for a short while before drawing me close to whisper in my ear,"your turn."