The Bench (by Ammar )

In the dark, warm room you feel my hand about your body. Touching
everywhere without let. I run my hands over your face, feeling your
eyes move under your lids, the touch over your lips, curling them back
and pressing the tips of my fingers against the wet warm insides of your
lips, the fingertip over your teeth as they part. I press my finger in
your mouth and you close your lips on it and suck the length of my
finger and lick around it in your mouth. I lean over you and draw my
finger in and out of your mouth, your eyes closed, your throat moaning.

"I want your cock," you whisper, your voice muffled by the presence of
my digit in your mouth. I stand beside the velvet cushioned bench upon
which you lay. I remove my shirt and let it drop on a nearby couch,
then kick off my shoes and pull my socks off. You watch my fingers pull
the leather belt from the black strap, releasing its golden stay and
removing it. I wrap the belt around you just under your breasts and
clasp it behind you under the bench, firmly holding you there. You
stare as my pants are unbuttoned, how my zipper is lowered, pants are
removed, and shorts are dropped to my ankles and are kicked aside.

You watch my cock, intent on the way the balls hang and stir beneath the
thin soft looking skin of my scrotum. Your blue, green eyes watch the
shaft while it stiffens and twitches as I move closer to your face. I
walk to the end of the high bench where your feet are pointing down, my
crotch inches from your body. I walk up slowly over your body your
hands clenching and unclenching in desire as my balls touch you slightly
on the thighs, over your pubic hair, my cock almost touching your skin,
rigid in the warm air, over your breasts, my balls just passing between
the rising flesh, not touching you but for a stray hair on my hanging
skin that brushes your nipple, but the delicate almost imperceptible
sensation fills your entire frame with a fiery emotion, making you hold
your head back further and open your mouth wide. 

I position myself just over your mouth and slowly lower my balls into
your face. You shake your head back and forth allowing them to fill
your mouth as I lower myself to your lips. Your tongue feels the balls
rolling and churning within my body till you need to lick on them. The
saliva in your mouth wets my wrinkled skin there as you roll your tongue
around and around on my balls, licking them wet, tasting the soft skin,
feeling the warmth emanating from their central position in my body. My
eyes close as every nerve in my body breathes with the breath from your
nostrils that blow hot against the base of my cock. I rise off of you.

I look at you there, your eyes lusting for more your hands clutching at
your hips. I kneel down and lick my tongue against your parted lips,
feeling the thickness of your lower lip and the delicate edges of your
mouth, up around the small curl of your upper lip moving above you,
meeting lower lip to upper, upper to lower. My tongue finds the parting
there and reaching in our tongues press against each other, circling
like snails interminably. I lap at the under side of your tongue,
across the sides, and around the edges of your teeth and the soft hot
places between your lips and teeth. Then simple nibble and suck at your
tongue as you find the inside of my mouth as I did yours. 

As we kiss for what seems like hours, I reach over your body and cup
your breasts, squeezing them in my hands, feeling the nipples rise hard
against my palms, the swelling of your breasts accentuated by the
thickening of your breaths rising and filling your chest with deeper
warm waves of desire and need. My finger pinching your nipples hard,
your back jerking as he pain fills your chest your tongue lapping harder
at my lips.

I move my mouth away from yours and walk over to between your legs. I
massage one foot and leg one good long time, then do the other, rubbing
my hand just a touch away from your cunt several times till I see it
begin to drip with juices. I put on leg on one shoulder, the other on
the other shoulder and slowly move in. I blow warmly on your pussy as
it seem pucker, then with a careful movement of my tongue, I lick up
the juices barely touching the skin. Your pelvis throbs at the
slightest touch. Then in a long smooth motion, my tongue licks from
deep between your legs, fills your pussy and tastes the wet juices
within, then over your pussy lips, tracing them side to side then I
press on your clitoris and circles there, flicking and licking again and
around and around, your hips rock to the movements. The index and
second finger of my right hand enters your pussy, deep as I suck on
sensitive bud. They hold themselves deep in your and twist and wiggle
feeling the tight press of your vaginal muscles that I encourage with
the flat surface of my tongue rubbing your clit while I shake my head
back and forth, applying wet to friction to you, my fingers drawing in
and out faster and faster. 

I feel your hands grab my hair and mop my face in your crotch, lips and
fingers and tongue mingling with cunt and clit and pussy lips till you
begin to moan and thrash on the bench, screams finally coming from your
throat, toes curling, your fingers pulling at my hair, forcing my tongue
deep in your recesses as your juices flow into my mouth and whirl of
rainbow pleasure filling ever crevice of your insides, your back
tingling, your legs hugging my neck, your hands violently mashing me to
you, your head shaking from side to side.

Suddenly, I jerk back and free myself. You are left in a surprise of no
flesh touching your flesh. I walk up your body again, my legs running
up the sides of your thighs, over your hips, beside your stomach,
touching the sides of your breasts. I stand just over your mouth, my
cock rigid in the air above you. Your hands reach round my knees and
press me higher. I grab my cock and squeeze it hard, very hard, you
reach up with both hands and take my cock from me and squeeze as hard as
you can. You jerk at me and squeeze hard till a pearl of silver precum
beads out at the tip. You open your mouth and tap my reddened cock tip,
once, twice and three times, and, as if in slow motion, the small drop
of cum falls through the air and you open your mouth and catch the
liquid on the tip of your tongue. You look me in the eye and smile
licking it around and over your lips, till it mingles in your mouth as
you swallow the tasting the pungent liquid.

I back up now to the foot of the bench and take an ankle in each hand
and raise them high in the air. You reach down and grab your calves and
pull back in a flexible gesture offering your deepest purchase to my
willing cock. I run my cock head over and over your labia, then
suddenly pressing all the way in making you gasp with a needed feeling
of rich thickness deep in you. You wrap your legs like arms around my
hips and hug my body to yours as I lay on you and kiss you hard, cupping
your breasts in my hands. Without leaving your pussy empty, I arch my
back and hold each breast in my hands and kiss and lick your nipples,
biting down hard at time, curling your back as mine is.

Imperceptibly, I start to fuck you while my hands and mouth, and lips
and tongue play, and touch, and lick, and feel your breasts, shoulders,
neck, lips and ears. As my lips, press your lips, my cock swells in
your pussy. As my tongue licks your neck, my cock runs in and out
between your labia coated with your juices. As my teeth nibble at your
ear lobes, the hard shaft of my cock saws over and over your clitoris
that was sensitized by my tongue and sends swords of hot pleasure down
into your spine and across your flushed face. As my hands joy in the
curves of your breasts, my prick rams in and out of you sending ripples
across the skin of your stomach and shaking your thighs, taking every
breaths in your body and releasing it into gasps of ecstasy. As we
kiss in a full embrace, my cock begins to discharge in you.

You feel the spray of heating liquid hit the back of your cunt and fill
the recesses of you and fill the deepest places inside your body and you
grab my head and press my mouth harder to your lips. You feel the
lubricating wetness coat your pussy walls quickening my thrusts as you
dig your nails in my back leaving scratch marks on my shoulder blades. 
You feel the rush of a thousand sensations rock your body in every
direction and back again as drops of thick semen drips out from your
hole. You shake and shiver in uncontrolled rapture, a shower of cum in
you, a wave of sensation just beneath the surface of your skin from your
scalp, to your back, over your stomach, through your the chambers in
your body, lost in a moment of complete epiphany, our bodies fucking and
fucking, cock in cunt, breast against chest, mouth on mouth, completely
together.

I fall off of you in completeness. After a moment when we calm in the
after glow, I release the belt. You stand by me and we embrace and kiss
naked in the dark room, and arm and arm walk to our bed, the sheets,
cool silk sheets of deep blue, and there is taffeta and potpourri, music
in piano and guitar, cold water in a glass pitcher with glasses on a
silver platter, cool fresh air, bodies cupped like spoons in fine linen,
and days and day in understanding and perfect union.