Free Save by Ella Col

making all of the moves?
    Her hand slides in to the front of my jeans and sneaks its way under my boxers. I’m am rock hard in her hand. She removes her mouth from mine. Her wide eyes tell me that she is not sure what she started. So, I put my hand over hers and begin to move it up and down.
    As she is hand fucking me, I try to pull my brain out of my dick. My hand is supposed to be down her pants right now. I need to find a way to reverse the table but her warm hand on my cock is really distracting.
    She is watching my face as she is working me and I can tell what she is doing to me is turning her on. I want the same for her. I quickly pull her hand from my crotch and throw her down on my bed. I’m standing over her with my pants hanging off my ass and decide to discard them. As she watches, I place my hand over her curvy stomach and make a swirling motion just above the zipper of her skirt. I rip the zipper down and pull her skirt from her body. The only thing that is left on her body is her thigh high fishnets and black undies. In my mind, I’m silently cursing the inventor of fishnet stockings. They are a fucking wet dream.
    I slide her panties down over the stockings. Her breath hitches. “I’m going to leave these on,” I slide my hand up and down her thigh. “Did you purposely wear these to torture me?”
    With an innocent look on her face, she answers. “No. I’m sorry.”
    She’s fucking kidding me, right? “Baby, don’t ever apologize for turning me on.”
    With that, I spread her legs apart and slide my hand into her warmth and cup her. “Oh!” she lets out. I begin to swirl my fingers around the area that is begging for attention using her juices for added pleasure. 
    My finger-tips leave the nub and dip down to enter her. Using one finger, I enter her. Most. Amazing. Feeling. Ever. Knowing that I made her this wet is blowing my mind. On top of that, she is tight as can be. I slip a second finger in to her and her head falls back and her mouth opens in an ‘O’ shape. She’s close and I can feel it. My fingers never leave inside of her but my thumb reaches up to caress the spot that started it all.
    Bree is bucking against my hand and I am watching her in awe. Her actions are raw and animalistic. It’s the most beautiful scene that I have ever witnessed.
    I have never wanted to please a woman so much as I do know. As a matter of fact, if this were anyone else, I would have let them finish the hand job I was receiving just minutes before. Then, I would have kissed them on the cheek and shuffled them to the front door.
    I see Bree grip the sheets and her movements are matching my fingers. There’s desperation matched with ecstasy on her face, “Josh…Josh…please!”
    I move my fingers faster inside her and apply pressure with my thumb, “It’s okay, baby. Come for me. That’s all I want. I just want to see you come.”
    And, with that she explodes all around my hand and me. She pulls her grip from the sheets and claws at my chest that is hovered above her. I lean in and insert my tongue in to her mouth.
    As she finally calms beneath me, I pull my fingers from inside of her. “That was amazing.”
    She blushes, “Shouldn’t I be the one saying that?” I sense a bit of bashfulness. The last thing I want is for Bree to be shy about coming in front of me. If only she could see what I just saw. The look on her face as I was pleasuring her…well…it was just stupefying.
    Her flushed cheeks and satiated appearance is a sight for sore eyes. “You are so beautiful, Bree. I mean it. Everything about you is beautiful.”
    With that, she reaches up to kiss me and runs her fingers through the back of my hair. She slides her hands down the back of my naked body until she reaches my ass. I feel her gently push me in to the side of her leg. Momentarily, I am torn. It is taking everything I have right now not to bury myself inside of her. My dick is aching for it. But, this is different. Bree is