ND/Oakland let her strip you
From Create Your Own Story
She steps closer still, till you're inches from the curls on her mound, then kneels down in front of you. She tugs at your jacket. You shrug it off. Then she starts on your shirt. Your hands go to her hair, pulling it loose. It falls around her shoulders in a cascade of golden curls. She continues stripping you of your clothes. You roam your hands over her body, feeling the warmth of her skin.
She leaves your boxers till last, pulling them down slowly. When she's taken them off she looks up at you with longing eyes. She reaches up and kisses you passionately on the lips. You kiss her back, tongues swirling around each other in ecstasy.
Then she breaks the kiss and moves her head lower, kissing in a trail starting with your neck, down over your chest and your stomach. You lean back and close your eyes as she plants the softest of kisses on your tip, making you throb with excitement. She moves lower still, kissing your balls, sucking each one in slightly into the warmth of her mouth and then releasing, sending thrills of ecstasy through your body.
Finally she moves up again, placing her soft lips around your shaft. You grip the sofa tightly as she moves her head up and down, her lips gliding over the shaft as her tongue wraps around it with every stroke. She moves harder, faster, responding to your involuntary throbs. The tension builds inside you, longing for release.
