Hips , Lips Pt. 01-03

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Part 1

The morning was neither hot nor cold, with ambient yellow rays passing through the translucent white curtains to cast the room in a soft glow. The bed was crudely made, their bodies collapsed limply on top of the cream-white sheets with their feet near the pillows. They laid on their sides, his right leg hooked over her hip and his right hand on her left arm. His left hand played with her right on the sheets, their fingers mingling softly. He had a dual connector joining their headphones to her MP3 player, with music in their ears while they gazed at each other lazily. He hooked his leg tighter over her hip, enjoying the warmth of her body so close to his. Her breaths were calm in her nostrils, little hums wafting across his face.

She was a pretty Latino woman, with lightly-tanned skin and stunning features. Her jawline came in sharply to a small chin, her lips were naturally pink, and her little brown eyes were finished with even smaller cat eyes on her languorous lashes. Her hair was long, light-brown and wavy, curled over her ear the way all cute girls do.

She wore a tight-fitting blue top, accentuating her slim curves and firm breasts, with sleeves rippled halfway up her forearms. His closeness was pleasing and her nipples poked through the material. She also wore a pair of white denim shorts, barely scraping her thighs, ripped and tattered near the edges. He on the other hand, wore a plain grey t-shirt and a pair of baggy cargo trousers.

She loved music as much as him, and she was also a fantastic dancer; the reason she had caught his attention in the first place. He just laid with her, listening to songs and embracing this intimate moment. She moved one of his earphone cables out of the way and slid her head along the sheets to steal a gentle peck of his lips. He stroked his fingers up and down her arm, smiled as she pulled out of a second, then third little kiss. On the fourth she pressed in harder and he pressed back, their hands intertwined. He hugged his arm against her back and pulled her in, tightened his leg over both of hers and held her close. He relished the feel of her body on his, her athletic form wrapped in his comforting hold.

She kissed his cheek, then again, then his jaw. Like a kitten she snuggled her face into his neck, kissed it and hummed deeply, almost purred while curling into him. He kissed her hair, hugged her head into his chest and stroked her body. His arm went down to her lower back, his palm gliding over her buttocks and taking a firm hold. He felt her giggle into his neck, nibbling his skin, though he could only hear the peaceful tune that played in their ears.

He felt another vibration, her voice again, as she hummed longer into his neck and began kissing and licking kadıköy escort bayan it. She nibbled again, provoked a growl from his throat, but that only tempted her to suck harder. He clawed her backside with increasing strength and she nibbled more and more. He slid his left hand under her body and she rolled on top of him. She stared down into his eyes, her hair swaying around his head, and he reciprocated her calm smile. She leaned down, kissed his lips briefly, then laid her full weight on his chest and he fidgeted with arousal. Her smile brightened, though it remained serene, and she let her hands explore his chest while she rocked her face in and out from under his chin. He sighed deeply with each click and lick, each suck making his penis grow.

Part 2

He groped her arse tightly, again and again as if kneading dough, rocking her hips back and forth over his enlarged phallus. She hummed louder, kissed his neck continuously before laying her head on his chest. Restlessly she lifted her head again, rested her chin on his sternum and craned her neck for another peck of his lips. He curled her hair over her ear, cradled her face and pulled it in for a longer, sensual tonguing. Her lips were so tasty, so pink and soft. He gazed into her beautiful brown eyes and she slotted her hands against his armpits, hugging him affectionately. Her smile remained relaxed and she sighed deeply. Then the song changed, and her smile turned naughty.

She grinned mischievously and booped his nose with her index finger, then pulled it down to his kiss-trying lips to stop him from stopping her. She shuffled off the bed, leaving her lingering warmth on his longing skin. While she got to her feet, came around to the foot of the bed, he kept his focus on her and rolled onto his front. She tugged the earphone jack from her MP3 and turned the volume up high. The song had a deep beat, slow and as slothful as the singer who dropped letters with a numb tongue. He was not keen on this type of music, but she was about to put on a show and he was certainly not complaining.

She started with little hula-hoop swishes of her hips, popping them suddenly and pinching the ends of her hair that cascaded down her right breast. She pulled her wavy locks over one half of her face while turning sideways to him. She watched him the whole time, through her left eye while he right was adorably curtained by her hair. She twerked, swayed her hips with her feet planted and her torso unmoving.

She stepped side to side, then turned to face him again with her thumbs hooked into her waistband. She bent her knees slightly and gave a little rock of her hips, caressed her hands down them and held her arms behind kartal escort bayan her while pushing her chest out and rocking her pelvis in time with the music. She rolled and popped her hips again. Her expression was lustful, her smile naughty, and her eyes glinted with seductive intention. She stepped to one side and swung back just as smoothly, fingertips rising to her forehead to part her hair from her face.

Her hands gripped her shorts to adjust them, working them into the rhythm while she continued to jolt her body in time with the deep, lax beat.

She sent her arms behind her again, kept her torso and feet where they were while spinning her hips in quick circles. Her hair naturally fell in front of her face again, giving her such a cute appearance while she danced.

Her waist jolted suddenly to the fluctuating melody, splayed fingers caressing back up her legs, up her sides, rising to her hair with another twirl.

Her seductive expression became darker and her arms came down, behind her and forward again to pinch her shorts.

She stepped and stepped again, and her hips rose and fell in a pivoting motion, coming closer to the bed.

She ran her fingers delicately up her pelvis, teased her small fingers over her stomach and persuaded her tight blue shirt up her underbust, without ever losing her rhythm.

She stopped just as her dark areolas peaked out, and he bit his lip in denial of such a titillating view.

Part 3

She left her top covering the top half of her breasts, covering her nipples and areolas, leaving only her underbust for him to drool over. Her breasts were firm, rounded domes on her chest, her stomach exposed. He was getting excited and twisted his body to hang his legs over the foot of the bed, his hands behind him to keep him upright while he leaned backwards.

The song faded out, exchanged for a higher-pitched melody of a more upbeat song. It was a lyricless jazz riff from what sounded like a synthesised keyboard, adding an erotic tone, with a saxophone to set the sensual mood.

She parted her hair, casting it over her shoulder to reveal her pretty eye.

Her fingers teased over the button of her shorts, but she rimmed her waistband, and her expression matched her teasing movements. She brought her fingers back in, smiling lustfully and shaking her hips side to side while unbuttoning her shorts.

Another flick of her hips and her soft fingers pinched her zip, dragging it quickly down.

She hooked her thumbs over her waistband and pulled down, parting her shorts into a ‘V’ and rocking her hips more prominently.

She watched him with a mischievous smirk and pushed her shorts down maltepe escort bayan her thighs until her clitoris was almost visible. He lifted his head in desperation to see what hide beneath her flirtatious gesture, but she stopped and turned around. Her thumbs went to the back of her shorts and she teased them down her buttocks, but like her breasts she only went half way. She twerked and stepped backwards at the same time, coming in close to sway her rump over his lap. He watched excitedly as she turned back around, her lips parted and legs between his. She bent down, leaned in with her hands on his thighs. She brought her face in close, he tried to kiss her, but she pulled away. She turned again, this time grinding on his crotch with her hands on his thighs. She bent her knees, lowered herself to a crouch while swaying her body side to side, looking over her shoulder at him the whole time. The song began its climax to the chorus.

She pushed her rear end hard onto his lap, grinded up to his stomach before standing. She faced him and teased her fingers across the hem of his t-shirt, and he lifted his arms so that she could remove it. She stole a kiss while he was distracted, then threw it away and stroked a single finger down his chest. She outlined his defined abdominal muscles, biting her lip. He leaned in to kiss her, but she got down on her knees and caressed his bulge through his trousers. His legs spread wider and her smile did the same, fingertips working his button loose and pulling his zip down. Her fingers hooked over the rim, brushed his pelvis and sent a shiver through his body that made his penis bounce. She giggled, persuading his trousers down his thighs. He lifted his backside in assistance, then she was pulling them from his feet and tossing them on top of his t-shirt.

All that was left was his trunks, plain and dark-grey and tight over his erection. Her fingers deliberated over his length, starting at his base and slowly, lightly, ticklishly gliding up to his tip. He grunted, fidgeted at the sweet sensations that tingled throughout his legs. She brought her face in and pouted those pretty pink lips, kept her eyes fixed on his while she kissed the fabric of his trunks, halfway up his shaft. Her face stayed where it was, her eyes were locked on his, and she grabbed hold of the hem of his trunks. She pulled down so slowly that it was driving him mad, but inch by inch his penis was revealed. It was hot and pulsing on his stomach, the way it curved towards him with his tip rested on his skin. He watched her, she watched him, and she forced his trunks down his legs. Just as the second chorus erupted. She kissed his underside while he lifted his feet out, and then her hands came back up and she grabbed hold of his throbbing meat.

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