Sara took her favorite pair of peach-colored silk panties, the ones with lace detailing at the sides, out of her drawer and stepped into them, pulled them up her calves and thighs and onto her hips and rounded bottom. She placed her hands on her abdomen, covering the silk, and slid them up her stomach, over her breasts and rosy nipples, onto her chest and back down again, her hands finally hanging at her sides. She was thinking of her lover who would be there that very evening, very soon, in fact. She went into the bathroom, pulled the elastic band from her hair, and shook her head back and forth, her dark brown hair fanning around her shoulders. She combed a few strands from her face with her fingers and looked into the mirror. Her eyes moved from her breasts to her silky panties.
She had a surprise for Liam tonight. She was feeling adventurous and playful and wanted to share her fun and excitement with the man she loved. She thought he would be excited by her surprise, but knew, regardless, that he would be at least interested because of her own enthusiastic curiosity about the idea.
Sara was startled from her reverie by the musical ring of the doorbell. She hurried from the bathroom and walked to the front door, peeking through the window to see who was there. It was Liam! She shivered in anticipation and opened the door quickly. “Liam! You’re here! Come in.” He stepped into the house, closing the door behind him. Liam turned around and gathered Sara into his arms, inhaling the sweet scent of her soft hair that lay against his nose and cheek. “Sara. I’ve been wanting to hold you like this all day.” They ended their hug and Sara pulled back to look at the wonderful man that stood before her. He was tall, with black hair graying at the temples. He had a strong nose and cheekbones, beautifully plump lips, and a warm, firm body that was soft in all the right places. Liam put his hands on Sara’s face, one on each side, and moved his lips against hers. He pulled back a few inches, looked into her eyes and said, “I love you, Sara.” “I love you, Liam.” He pressed his lips more firmly to hers and then slipped his tongue between her lips, probing her soft, warm mouth with his pointed tongue, sweeping the soft insides of her mouth, sliding against her tongue, briefly skimming her teeth. Sara wrapped her arms more tightly around his back and pressed her breasts against his chest, her hips against his growing erection. Liam’s hands moved to her bottom, rubbing the soft silk and squeezing her round, pliant cheeks.
Sara ended their kiss, took Liam’s hand, and led him to the bedroom, smiling. Upon entering, Liam removed his clothes and Sara asked him to lie on the bed. She climbed on after him and knelt, straddling his hips, one leg on either side of his body. She moved her hands across his chest, stroking the lovely fuzziness she found there, rubbing her palms against his dark pink-brown nipples. Liam closed his eyes and sighed softly. Sara, hearing this, moved her hands to his face and leaned down to kiss his parted lips, then his eyelids. Next, her fingers moved to his lips, rubbing two fingers across his upper lip, then his lower lip, then leaned down and kissed each one in the same order. Sara felt Liam’s warm erection pressing against her vulva, the peach silk between their most sensitive places. She rubbed herself along his length, their fingers entwined in the space between them. She could feel the hard ridge of his arousal pressing between and along her plump labia, exciting the sensitive flesh and causing a moan to escape from her lips. Liam pressed his hips upward, wanting more of the delicious silkiness sliding along him and wanting to be closer to Sara. Sara continued rocking against Liam, feeling slick wetness between her bare lips and the peach silk. As she rubbed against him, she reached behind her and gathered his balls in her hand, gently squeezing the fuzzy softness and loose skin and sliding it against the oblong orbs she felt inside. Liam’s scrotum tightened in response. Leaning down and pressing a kiss to his stomach, she then knee-walked up his body until she was straddling his face.
Sara gently rubbed her silk-covered mons over Liam’s lips and nose, knowing he enjoyed her scent and wanting him to feel the damp silk crotch of her panties against his lips. “Do you smell me, Liam? Can you smell how much I want you? Can you feel how wet and hot I am for you?” Liam moved his head from side to side, back and forth across her silky wet mound still covered in the peach silk. He couldn’t help but part his lips and reach his tongue towards the slippery silk against his lips. He dragged his tongue against her clit as she moved, and she cried out, “Oh! Mmmm…” He grabbed her bottom and pulled her tightly against his face, burying his nose and mouth in the silk, straining against it, wanting to press any part of himself inside her. Liam worked his tongue firmly between her labia, taking the silk with it into her wet cunt. “Ahhhh!,” Sara moaned, thrusting harder against his face, eyes closed, head back, lips parted, breathless. And with another sharp thrust, she came against his mouth, which was open completely against her, tongue dragging up and down, laving the silk, touching it to her swollen clit, as he felt her quiver and buck against him. “Liam! Oh, God, yes!,” Sara cried breathlessly.
After a minute or two, she stopped moving and scooted her bottom back until it was against his stomach and she leaned down to kiss her beloved. Their lips parted and she tasted herself on his tongue, felt some slickness on his lips. God, she’d been so wet, she thought, and she leaned into the kiss even more, swirling her tongue around Liam’s mouth and capturing his lips with her own, licking them, then sliding against them, and finally pulling away. Sara swung her leg over Liam, shifting her weight off of him and onto the bed beside him, and standing up. She hooked her fingers inside the her silky panties and pulled them so slowly down over her hips, sliding them down her thighs and calves and letting them fall onto the plush carpet below. She stepped out of them, bent over, and picked them up.
“Liam, I want to try something new. Is that OK?”
“You bet, Sweetheart. What is it?”
“I’ll show you. I’m really excited about it and I think it will feel great, so just try to go with it and enjoy the sensations, OK?”
“OK,” Liam said, smiling at the woman he loved.
She climbed onto the foot of the bed and, starting at one foot, she rubbed the silk panties over the sole of his foot, up his fuzzy calf and thigh, between his thighs to his balls. Then, lingering there as she caressed him through the silk, squeezing gently, then sliding up along his swollen, pulsing cock, rubbing and massaging the firm flesh (“Oh, Sara…”), then moving down his other thigh and calf to bottom of his other foot. Next, Sara reached up and rubbed the silk panties on Liam’s nipples, plucking at them with the damp silk. Liam’s hips lifted off the bed and he moaned in pleasure.
She returned to the foot of the bed and opened the panties as if to put them on again, but she hooked the leg openings onto Liam’s feet and tugged the panties upwards, over his long legs.
“Shh, Honey, it’s OK. I want to put my panties on you and love you like that, OK?”
Liam lift his hips so Sara could pull the panties up and over his bottom and capture his bouncing erection in the front. She pulled his hard length to the side so he was completely inside the panties and couldn’t resist rubbing him through the silk with her hand, closing it around him and squeezing and rubbing. His beautiful, hard cock was straining against the the silk, its round head against the lace at the side, his darker skin visible through the lighter fabric, his plentiful curly pubic hair tufting out from the lace-trimmed leg openings.
“Mmm, the panties are so wet from us, your mouth and my pussy. I want to taste us.”
Sara straddled one of Liam’s legs, her wetness pressing against him there, and bent down to stroke his silk-covered erection with her long, wet tongue. His hips thrust towards her mouth and closed her lips around him. Moving her tongue to the base of his cock, she dragged her tongue up his length, straightening his penis with her hands, the shiny head appearing above the waistband of the panties. She flicked her tongue against him here, wetting him as it swirled round and round and dove into the small opening at the tip, rubbing there.
“Oh, God, Sara…”
Her fingers squeezed his silky balls, moved farther down to his perineum, pressing and stroking there as her mouth worked him through the panties. Moving lower still, she pressed two fingers against the softness between his cheeks and rubbed in small circles, pressing firmly against him as she rubbed. Liam’s hips bucked up against her mouth and down against her hand. Sara yanked the front of the panties down, hooking them below his balls, providing a delightful pressure. She grabbed the tube of lube from the bedside table and squirted the thick liquid inside the panties, near Liam’s anus. Sara pinched the glob between silk-covered fingers and rubbed, hoping to warm it up for him. Soon, she pressed her finger, outside the silk, against Liam’s anal opening and wiggled her finger inside. At the same time, she took his throbbing erection into her mouth, her tongue sliding against the drips of pre-cum that were leaking from the tip. Her finger pressed more deeply and she pushed the silk farther into his tight opening, going gently a little at the time, moving back and forth. Sara’s tongue continued her passionate assault on his twitching cock, licking furiously, moving her head up and down as he plunged into her hot, wet mouth, pressing deeply inside, almost to the back of her throat. She met him thrust for thrust, her finger moving, sliding the silk, soft and slick, inside him, rubbing his prostate bulge. She felt his cock swell again and knew he was going to come, so she kept her mouth sliding against him, sucking hard, wanting his warm cum to squirt into her mouth. And with a loud groan, he did just that, pulsing and contracting against her tongue as he ejaculated, once, twice, and again, into her loving mouth. As he came, his anal muscles squeezed her finger tightly as it remained firmly pressed against that special spot. Sara loved feeling those muscles squeezing her so intimately and she hummed a little sigh of satisfaction, adding to his exquisite pleasure.
Sara’s mouth slid along his penis, slick with semen, as she lifted her head, her lips closing in a kiss to the tip. She looked at her beloved Liam and swallowed the warm liquid that filled her mouth. With some still remaining inside, she moved her face close to Liam’s and opened her mouth against his, sharing their intimacy, their closeness, their love. Tongues wet with saliva and semen slid easily over one another as they tasted what their love produced, enjoying each other so very much. Sara loved when they did this and her heart burst with joy to please the man she loved and to share this special moment with him.
She pulled the panties down over his legs and off of his feet and tossed them to the floor. She stretched her body out next to her lover’s and in one another’s arms, they slept.