It was another hot day where all I wanted was to have you in my arms. Every time I even tried to call you, somebody popped in my office and had to talk to me.

On the way home, I was trying to drive carefully. I didn't even let my hands stay on my lap because I wanted to save my hard-on for you.

Now I'm home.

I take my shoes off. As soon as I see you, I am all over you on the bed. I was going to wait till you at least took off your skirt, but my body just flew at you.

I want to just rip off my shirt, but don't want to be away from your lips for a minute. Rolling around on the bed just makes it hotter. So when I pull away too, I stare into your pretty eyes. I yank my shirt off with one hand, and lift yours with my other. You pull it off and they're both thrown wherever, before we go back to kissing passionately.

I reach behind you and unhook your bra, then throw that too. You hug me close to you. The feeling of your breasts against my chest always arouses me.

My lips move down to your neck as my body moves down. Kissing and sucking your neck, I undo my pants. You look down at me doing this, and begin to push down your skirt. So I kiss down to your breasts, and you bring your knees up so I can quickly remove your skirt. But the silence is keeping the feeling from expanding.

"I missed you all day," I whisper against the breast I'm now licking. "I couldn't even call you," I groan, pulling off my pants. I throw them near your sparkly skirt. As I move to your other breast, I think about how every time I thought of you today, I wished I could see you dance in that skirt...

You squeal. I lick your nipple. You giggle as I keep it up. You taste so sweet...

Thinking about where else you taste, I move to your ear.

"I want to taste you," I whisper. "I can't wait to feel you." Then I move back down, and pull your panties down your now shivering legs. If you're this excited... oh, my mouth waters just thinking about you.

Slowly I crawl in between your legs, and lay down to see it. Your shaved pussy is glistening slightly. I slide my tongue in slowly, and move it around slow too. Through my own pleasure, I can hear your breathing quicken. Then I feel your hand run through my hair. I dive in deep and fast.

Your gasp drives me into more drunken pleasure. I moan myself, and lick up to your clit. I lick all around your clit, never the tip though. You breathe in sharply, and let out breathy quiet whimpers.

Then I stick a finger inside your pussy and move it up and down. You are still trying to hold in the feeling. I'm determined to make the feelings so intense, that you have to let it out.

I lighten my licking so only the tip of my tongue is really touching you. You're gasping in pleasure, which you won't fully let out. I'm getting impatient.

So, very gently and slowly, my finger moves back toward your ass. Again you gasp softly. Even when I move it up and down, that's all you'll do.

I growl into your little pussy and suck the lips.

You squeak.

I grin and move my finger to your clit. Your clit between two of my fingers, I run them up, slowly...

"AAAHHHHH!!!!!"

You burst. Oh... your taste is just like I imagined before, only better because now I can actually taste you. I drink all of your sweetness, swallowing with much delight. I make sure to lick every drop of your honey.

When I am done, I realize your hands have been in my hair the whole time. That must've been what made me feel so passionate and eager to hear you scream my name.

Grinning in satisfaction, I crawl up to you and watch you try to breathe regularly again. You smile at me as you do, and I lay next to you with my arms around you, kissing your head again and again.

"Honey..." you breathe.

"What, love?" I whisper with a smile, stroking your hair.

"I love you." You hug me. I smile and hug you.

"I love you, sweetie."

I let you rest for a while to get you ready to orgasm again. But now it's my turn...

Once I know you're absolutely ready, I bring you on top of me, looking at you expectedly. You slowly understand, and begin at my –

"OH!" I say hoarsely. "Ohhh, sweetie!" I have no voice. You're at my nipples. It feels so good, so fucking incredible. Your tongue licking wherever, your breath on me, your hair just laying on my stomach...

I play with your hair as you pleasure me. You go to my other nipple and do the same thing. It's overwhelming.

You trail down my abs to my waist, just above my erection. You tilt your head and study it, driving me impatient again, to the point where I might beg...

You look at me, a tiny smile on your face. Without realizing it, my hips move up. I'm physically begging. I'm also looking at you with begging eyes. You sink your mouth down on my dick, but don't use your tongue!

You move me around inside your mouth, never going near your tongue. As much as I enjoy this, I need it intensely. I need you to lick me.

Grunting slightly, I move myself toward the middle of your mouth. But wherever I go, you move. The way I feel must be how you felt when I only licked around your clit.

"Oh...honey," I barely whisper. You look at me. "Please..."

You take me out of your mouth. I gasp, feeling denied for a second. Then you lick –

– the underside.

"YES! BABY!" I love how you do that.

You're still doing it! Good, because I'm cumming... now.

"Ohhh, honey! I love you..."

I cum, a lot. It's dripping off your face. You have to wipe some off to even breathe. You swallow what you can. I'm just laying in pleasure, eyes half-closed, mouth open, as always, in amazement of how great you do this. You are incredible, and so sweet.

You crawl back up to me and wait as I try to catch my breath. I hold you against my side and kiss your head.

"Sweetheart, I love you," I whisper.

"I love you, love," you say softly. I kiss you sweetly and rest my head on yours as I wait until my body's ready to orgasm again, stroking your hair.

Once I am, I flip over on you, and begin sliding inside. But still, it's not enough. I thrust in to your core, and lean down to your ear. I breathe heavily in your ear as I go in and out, and know I'm turning you on. Although I'm not sure why I'm breathing heavily so early...

"Honey," I'm moaning in your ear. "Ohhh, baby..."

I realize you're suddenly breathing heavily in my ear also, turning me on, making me breathe heavier. You're so tight, I feel so big inside you. Though we haven't done too much lately... That'll change...

Trying to move a little gentler, I whisper in your ear, or more like pant, "You're so tight! Mmmm, baby...Oh, honey. You feel so, so good!" I feel you smile, and bet you're blushing too. You're that innocent.

"Mike," you whisper near my ear, "you feel so, big!" You're panting and moaning, trying to decide how to let it out.

I've always thought your innocence was adorable, and it is, but right now, I want you to lose control, and know it's because of me.

So I slow down, reluctantly, till I'm so slow I'm throbbing so much it hurts. Looking at your expression, I barely suppress a smile as I go at this torturously slow pace. I want you to show a sense of control. That would be sweet.

At first you look at me sadly and push up every time I go in. But you know the look in my eye; I'm waiting for something certain.

You grunt and push again. That's a start, but you're not even losing it yet. I pretend to hide a laugh. You narrow your eyes. This means you think whatever I'm doing is silly. I keep doing it this time. You're getting pretty impatient. I look up, paying no attention to your look, and you strike.

You growl, and push me up so now I'm lying back with my knees bent.

Where'd you get your strength from?

You pull me back up so I'm sitting on my knees, then get off the bed. Just like that!

I watch her you get some things from a drawer, then come back. You stare at me...angrily?

"Lay on the other side of the bed," you tell me tonelessly. I do as you say, looking at you cautiously. You come over to each bedpost, and tie me up with a sock, one on each wrist. THEN you tie my ankles together!

What hurts more than me not being able to make you lose control, is that you can't lose control. But I've never seen this side of you, and I have a feeling I'm going to like it.

You straddle my stomach, then slowly rub your shaved mound. The look in your eyes is challenging. I want to reach up and caress your hair. Looking down to ignore that is not helpful. I'm staring at your wet area!

You are now rubbing each pussy lip with your two tall fingers. As I breathe harder, watching your seductiveness, you drag your middle finger down your clit. How I wish my tongue could do that...

You drag it up, then down, and up a few times, beginning to rock your hips. I'm trying to control my breathing and you can see this as you press your finger against your clit. You rub around in little circles, ripping a quiet moan from me.

You slip your finger down to your little pussy and rub gently. Your breathing is picking up too, as your hips keep rocking. I try to pull at the socks, but you double-knotted them.

You are very compassionate, so you put me inside of her immediately when you hear me moan again, beg –

I wanted you to beg, and here I am begging!

You surprise me again, when you start sliding on and off quickly. You're riding me so good... I'm almost screaming your name, making you smile and blush. You try to hide it, but I can tell.

Suddenly, there's this feeling in my stomach. It's a tightening, like how you're tightening around me, though nowhere near as good as you feel –

– I'm going to cum! Already?! You're incredible.

"I'm cumming," I let myself groan. You grind into me faster, tightening more. I see uncertainty in your eyes. You're always been shy, and you're even shy about this.

I push my hips up, which I thought would be easy with just my wrists tied, but my ankles are tied too, so it’s hard.

"Please, baby," I whimper, begging you, feeling weak.

You keep squeezing me tightly, then stop. If you'd hold it...

The next time you squeeze me I manage to gasp out, "Please, stay like this!"

You stay in your grip, and I get so big it feels as if I won't be able to stay inside your tight pussy. My eyes are having a little trouble staying open. I upthrust, and I must've hit a good spot, even though you're so tight I'm not sure I moved much.

You squeak very softly. I force my eyes to stay open as I beg again. If only I could move...

"Honey," I practically whimper, "...please." I'm about to cum, but I need to... And I can feel you're close too. I pull at the socks, though knowing it will do no good.

I let my eyes close in the pleasure of you tightening around my hard dick. Then I feel you shift from side, to side, then down, then back.

You tighten around me once more, and my eyes snap open. I suddenly feel something on my wrists and ankles: nothing.

My arms are thrown around you, pulling you on me as you come... as I cum.

"OHHH, SWEETHEART!!! YES, BABY, I LOVE YOU!"

"HONEY!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!"

I love feeling your body when you scream my name in pleasure. You shiver, your heart beats faster, you tighten, and when you shiver, your tightness feels unexplainably good around my dick. Right now, it's making me orgasm.

"OH, BABY!" I moan, then scream, "YES!!!!!"

"Oh!" you cry, a lot softer than me.

You lay on my chest, breathing heavily as I lay beneath you with my arms around you, also trying to breathe right again. I move my feet around to get the feel of my ankles again.

As I move my hands around to do the same thing for my wrists, I go back to my conclusion: I can't make you lose control.

"You just might be able to make me lose control when I have my period," you whisper in my ear, making me grin at the outcome... You would make a great mother.

"I'll give it a shot, then," I say quietly, smirking. You kiss me, and I hold it...Then we get up, clean up, and find something cold to drink.