Rachel's Gift

Rachel smiled as Simon stripped slowly for her. She felt his eyes watching her, and she knew her expression betrayed her thoughts. She knew he knew she wanted him.
 

She licked her lips as his hands went to the top button of his striped shirt. His nimble fingers deftly slipped the button through the hole and revealed the spot just above his breast bone; the spot Rachel loved to press her lips, to feel his pulse beat slow and sure...and then gain speed as his excitement grew.

The gentle light filtering through the window cast a warm golden glow around Simon, and Rachel leaned forward, her gaze never leaving his hands as he bared his chest for her. The palms of her hands began to tingle, already she could feel the tease of the springy, wiry hairs on his muscular chest. A breath caught in her throat.
 

She reached up and ran the fingers of her left hand through her auburn locks, then slowly ran her hand along the length of her neck to rest at the base of her throat. Her own pulse was beginning to speed up.

Simon grinned at her as he ran his hand over his chest in small concentric circles.

Rachel imagined it was her tongue making those circles...licking...tasting...sucking his nipples. She felt her own nipples harden. Her eyelids lowered as she watched his hands slide down his belly to the waist band of his jeans.

She uttered a low, nearly inaudible moan as his fingers undid the snap and slid the zipper down. His jeans dropped to the floor and he stepped out of them. 

Then he struck a Superman pose for her, clad only in his skimpy briefs, a prominent bulge front and center.

Rachel’s gaze lingered on his bulge. She knew what hiding there and she wanted to see it. To hold it. To stroke it. To cradle it. To pleasure it, and its owner. She smiled as she imagined holding his penis between her warm soft palms and rubbing him with smooth, sure movements, the underside of her rings giving him extra sensations.

So real was Rachel’s fantasy that when Simon cinched his thumbs in his briefs and lowered them, she realized his eyes were focused her hands rubbing together. She smiled and chuckled softly.

“Come here, Simon,” she said, and shifted so she was sitting at the edge of the bed.

Simon took several steps and stood before her. She spread her knees a bit and placed her hands on his bum, and guided him in closer to her. He stood still when she reached for his penis, but uttered a soft groan as her fingers closed around him.
 

Rachel glanced up at him, her face lit by a loving smile. She rubbed his penis between her hands and felt him harden. Her strokes became firmer...faster. Her palm occasionally twisted over the head as if she were juicing it. Simon’s hands went to her shoulders. He moaned and swayed.

She released him and shifted on the bed so that her mouth was in a position to take his penis into it. With a deft movement, she wrapped her lips around the head of his penis and pushed it into her mouth, forcing the foreskin back and then flicked the frenulum on the underside of the head.

“Ooooohh, yessssss.” he moaned.

Rachel’s hands held his penis firmly in place as she bobbed her mouth up and down on it, taking him deeper into her mouth each time. When just the head was in her mouth, she would suck on it in short, quick bursts then slide her mouth down, guiding his length along her tongue. Occasionally, she would use her tongue as a lever and press his shaft against the roof of her mouth. She took her time.

She flicked her tongue across the head. Let the tip of her tongue explore his head, the opening...the frenulum. She would wrap her lips around her teeth and mouth his penis as she slid it into her mouth...down her throat. She suck the tip. She licked the tip. She pressed the tip against her closed teeth. She massaged his testicles. 

 

Simon tried to thrust, but Rachel would withdraw slightly, and then force his penis between her inner cheek and teeth. The friction and tight fit made Simon gasp. His breathing came in gasps. His back arched as he tried for more penetration. Rachel opened her mouth just enough to let him slide his penis in...out...in...out, and graze along her teeth. His breath came in panting spurts. 

His moans filled her ears.

The need to thrust over took Simon. His hips pushed his penis deep into Rachel’s mouth. Rachel took him in, letting him thrust hard and deep into her. His thrusts were powerful, his abdomen pressed against her face as he pushed.

She listened to his sounds. He grunted with each thrust. Then they turned to short bursts of “Ooooo,"“Ooooo,” “Ooooo.” 

Rachel felt him stiffen and relaxed her throat completely and he thrust one last time as he came deep in her throat. She swallowed hard as he withdrew and collapsed down on the bed beside her, and took her into his embrace.
 

“Rachel, Rachel, Rachel...” he murmured into her neck

Rachel snuggled into his shoulder and sighed contentedly. 


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