I got home and immediately started stripping off hot, stifling clothes. M grinned and shucked her clothes at the same time, slipping under the blanket at the foot of the bed. I slid in behind her, snuggling tight and gliding my hands over her body. I stroked her flanks and kneaded her belly, making her giggle and curl into the fetal position. I brought my hands up to her chest and cupped her breasts. The laughter abruptly stopped and she purred at me. She rolled to face me and smashed her breasts into my chest, kissing me full and deeply. When she broke the kiss, I pressed farther forward, nuzzling my face into the crook of her neck and kissing, sucking, biting. She moaned and swept her hair away. “Kiss me right there,” she directed me, and I did not delay. She took it for several seconds, then leaned her neck towards that shoulder and pushed me away, ticklish at my touch.

She planted one palm on my shoulder and pushed me flat on my back. She came up on her hands and knees and leaned over me, kissing me sweetly on the lips several times, then leaning forward until her tit was hanging in my face. I lifted my head and pulled her nipple into my mouth, squeezing it tight and then lashing it with my tongue. She moaned and the her aureole tightened and crinkled in my mouth. I sucked and pulled my head back, letting the nipple scrap free from my teeth. My hands reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks, cupping and squeezing. I dragged my claws along them, making M inhale sharply, and then I leaned to the side and captured her other nipple and played with it until the pair matched.

M pulled back, this time, and climbed further up my torso and positioned her knees on either side of my head, spreading her thighs to lower her pussy to my jaw. She tends to feel self-conscious about demanding licking, and I can’t seem to convince her that I like it as much or more than she does. I kiss and suckle her pussy, plastering my lips to one spot, opening my mouth and suckling the flesh before me, pulling back and then planting my lips in the next spot to do the same. Her lips swelled and opened, and I dipped my tongue deep inside her, tasting her rich flow. Her hips rolled forward, impatiently, and I moved my mouth to her clit as she wanted. I flicked my tongue at the rim of her clit hood, letting the spreading moisture and her stiffening clit do the rest. Soon enough, I was teasing her clit head and M’s hips were bucking uncontrollably as she came against my face. I curled my arms around her thighs and held her tightly so she could not escape. I painted lines up her clit with my tongue, going slow enough that she could catch her breath and then gradually speeding up until she jerked her hips to bring her clit had to my mouth again so she could climax properly again.

When her head cleared, she pulled free from my arms and scooted backwards down my chest and belly, finally rubbing her pussy up and down along the shaft of my cock. She grabbed my prick and started to take it in her, and I stopped her and just slid my cock back and forth against her wet slit. She muttered obscenities and ground her clit against the plum head of my prick. I swung my hips, pulling my cock head low to nudge teasingly against her fuck hole, getting slick with her juices, then sliding up the length of her lips and bumping against her clit again. M cried in frustration, and tried to capture my prick without using her hands. I finally relented, and angled my prick straight up and down, head nestled between her lips. M opened her thighs eagerly and started spearing herself on my shaft, her impatience fighting with her need to stretch to accommodate the girth. After several partial strokes, she sank all the way down, her cunt lips gripping the very base of my cock, and she gave a big smile and a contented sigh. Then she lifted up and started fucking in earnest, pulling away and dropping down on my cock with an eagerness bordering on violence. I put my hands on her hip bones and every time she lifted up, i helped pull her down again. She paused for a minute to enjoy feeling so full, and reached behind and below her ass to pet my balls with her fingertips. I pulled her forward onto me and started fucking her from below, my thighs flexing and driving my pelvis up to batter her pubic bone. “Oooohh, fuck yes!”, she cried and I kept a steady pace, stretching her lips and pushing my way in and out. She cried against my chest and I palmed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, pulling her lips a little more open, letting me force my way a little deeper inside her. Her hips jerked and spasmed against me and I focused on speeding up and giving her a worthwhile ride. She came hard, slapping a hand against my chest. I pushed against her shoulders, sitting her upright on my prick and pushing her deeper. I slipped my hand at the wet sucking joint between us and stroked her clit with my thumb. She cursed me and cried, “I can’t take it, too much, I can’t…” and then her eyes lost focus and she came again, loudly. Her weight sagged against me and I pulled my hand back and pushed her upright again. I was getting close, and when I shot, I wanted to be sheathed to the hilt. I pumped frantically, and every muscle tightened at once, as I surged hot spray inside her pulsing pussy. I could count the hard desperate throbs, and then everything went slack. My legs loosened, M collapsed on my chest and my head fell back on the pillow. I put my hands on her back and rubbed circles,simply enjoying the touch of her skin again.