Happy Birthday Lizzie

Part 19

I bit my lip and unclipped my garter belt from my stockings. I stood up, slid my panties down my legs, stepped out of them and resumed my position. I could only imagine what the straps looked like draped over my bare cheeks. I loved him from behind and he was getting me hot and bothered.

I watched her move and tried to focus on the decision I needed to make. I didn't know if I was being rough or gentle. It was not an easy choice to make because both drive us both insane. I touched and teased while I tried to make up my mind. I was overthinking it all, every last bit of it and that wasn't not helping me, but touching her sure was a joy so I did that gently, everywhere. She was hot and wet when I brushed her core. I moaned and smiled.

I hissed his name as he brushed my core. I wasn't sure if I wanted rough or gentle, but I wanted more than what he was giving me. "What are you thinking?"

"I can't decide, gentle or rough." I ran my fingers over her core from her clit and back and found myself growling. "You're so hot and wet." I dipped the tip of my finger into her and closed my eyes against the wave that hit me. "We'll just see where this goes." I took her hips in my hands as I moved behind her and eased into her slowly. It was nearly too much to fight through, but I managed and started a slow deep and easy rhythm for us. It would change.

I gripped the back of the couch and held on. He started a deep, slow rhythm that had me moaning his name repeatedly. He was hitting all of the right spots. This is what I wanted, for now. In the midst of all the feelings, I realized that I was looking out the window, curtains wide open.

I looked down at her back as we moved and focused on the way her muscles moved, and my hands on her hips. Her body felt amazing holding onto mine. I repositioned a touch and pushed a little deeper and harder as I growled and moaned. I spotted the open curtains. It was late enough and quiet enough of a community that it didn't concern me. That particular window opened to the backyard. Too bad the night air was so chilly. I love being outside, sex outside is amazing.

I was getting so close to the edge. I brought my hand down to my clit and rubbed it, ready to push myself into my orgasm. It hit me in a rush. I felt myself tighten around him as I let go. I collapsed against the back of the couch in an attempt to catch my breath.

I followed her over the edge but kept going a little while longer after she collapsed against the back of the couch. I kept it very slow and gentle until it actually tickled then I moved and sat on the couch and relaxed. "Love you."

"I love you too." I climbed into his lap and relaxed against his body as our breathing regulated. Our chemistry was always like this and I loved every second of it. "Now we should go upstairs and test out that tub."

"Alright. We can do that. In a minute." I wrapped my arms around her and played with her back. Then kissed her, hot and heavy. Tangling our legs. I wanted to play right where I was and get ready for whatever came next, which I was hoping would be her a few more times before the night was through. I didn't give her a chance to rebuttal. I simply launching into making out like a crazy teenager that knew what he was doing.

My body was still buzzing and his kisses were making me dizzy. He kept me wet without even touching me. He was very skilled with his mouth and I was thankful for, however, he got that way. He didn't even give me a chance to speak. He just assaulted my mouth and took my breath away. I loved rubbing my silk-clad legs against his bare ones and I felt deliciously naughty in what I still had on. I still had my stockings on, my garter belt, and the corset. I just let him have control and held on for the ride. I tangled my fingers in his hair and tugged occasionally. I wanted him to feel as good as I did.

Whatever my intentions were when I started they changed quickly. That bath would just have to wait. I didn't bother with taking more of her garments off. I didn't need to. I sat up and forced her to change position so I could lay her back down on the other end of the couch when I was ready to. I wasn't ready to. We were both healthy and strong which made for some very interesting transitions and positions as we moved about. I was halfway to having her on her back again and on my knees near the middle of the couch. I didn't tell her to grab onto my neck when I grabbed her thighs and lifted her, I didn't figure I would need to. I found my way into her and growled as I found a way to make the transition work for us. It put a lot of stress on her arms and legs because she'd have to hold herself up without the aid of a door against her back but it worked for as long as we needed it to.

He became a man possessed. I held on when I needed to and used all of the muscles I had to help. It was all worth it. I was screaming his name in pleasure in no time. He was my drug and I was hopelessly addicted.

I reveled in the sound of my name so boldly flying from her lips. I needed to hear more of it. I changed things again and carefully lay her on the couch. I slowed it down grinding my pubic bones against hers as I drive myself into her.. There wasn't enough space between that part of our bodies for our hands so something would need to hit that spot too. I leaned down and kissed her wildly then moved my lips to her jaw and neck nipping where I could reach. I found her nipples through her corset and set about playing with them. I'd eventually want that thing off, but for the moment it turned me on more being in my way. I tried to say her name but wasn't able to articulate in English or Hebrew or anything that remotely resembled a proper language. For as deep and hard as I went at Lizzie I managed to remain somewhat controlled and relatively gentle.

He slowed everything and laid me down on the couch. He managed to press himself deeper into me and it felt amazing. I lost the ability to speak coherently and just moaned as I neared my third orgasm of the night. I knew it probably wouldn't be my last either. I scratched at his shoulders until I just dropped my arms and let my body relax.

She scratched at my back as her body first tightened then relaxed around me. It felt amazing to be able to make her feel that way. I slowed down even more but didn't disconnect our bodies. I laid down over her allowing my full weight to cover her body. I left long pauses in my movement and kissed her neck tenderly while I slipped both my hands under her shoulders. "You okay?"