TV Night

It's been a relaxing weekend and he's catching up on emails before work in the morning, but she's feeling playful.

He's watching TV, kind of, and tapping on his phone. She's leaning on him, her head on his shoulder.
He has his arm around her back, while his phone is in his other hand, and she is tracing her finger absent-mindedly over his chest, tucked under the hem of his dressing gown which loosely covers over a pair of pj trousers.
It's evening time, and they've had a really lazy weekend together. He has to work in the morning, so is catching up on some emails on his phone.
He's focussed on that, in between watching a movie on the tv.
She's feeling playful though, and wants to distract him.
She traces her fingernail up his chest, to his shoulder, and then up the side of his neck, until it rests under his ear. She blows on his ear.
She plays with his nipples with her fingernail, circling each one in turn.
She starts with her fingernails, while she kisses his ear-lobe.
She tugs at it with her lips, but when he doesn't respond she dips her head, draws aside his dressing gown and presses her lips to his nipple.
He sighs out loud, when he feels her suck gently. His chest rises as he draws in a deep breath.
She likes the way that feels, when he breathes deep. He has a broad chest, and it rises and falls slowly as she sucks.
He puts his phone down and combs his fingers through her hair.
She lets her hand slip down over his belly, onto his thigh.
His hand reaches for her breast, cradling it in his palm, his fingers stretched over its curve.
gently squeezing. Caressing her soft smooth skin and biting her earlobe.
His fingertips brushing her nipples, making her skin tingle. She lifts herself up a bit to offer her breast to his mouth for him to kiss, roll his tongue around her bare nipple.
The strap of her slip has fallen off her shoulder. She’s wearing a slip with a pair of pretty panties under, pretty and comfortable. They are relaxing together after a lazy weekend.
She runs her fingers over his head as he sucks on her nipple, touching his ears, down the back of his neck, then back up, her fingernails grazing his scalp.
He breathes deeply through his nose, his hands slide up and down her back, over the slip, lifting it a little then letting it fall. She can feel the fabric caressing her back, moved by his strong hands..
She giggles a little, as his hands reach her ticklish spots on her sides.
She uses her own hands to push his away from her sides, guiding them down to hold her bum, so they don't tickle her.
She can feel him smile as he kisses her breast, and chuckling a little as he lets his teeth graze over her nipple.
She has a cute round butt, and is in a kneeling position next to him on the couch.
He’s kind of sitting, leaning back against the back of the couch. She's beside him, kneeling, leaning across him a little.
He moves his head back, tilting it upwards to offer her a kiss. She dips her head to his, holding her lips close to his cheek, and then licks him all over his cheek.
'Hehe', she laughs, 'I've licked you, you’re mine..'
His fingers dig into her bum, making her jump.
'I'll lick you right back if you're not careful', he answers.
She has her hands on his shoulders, so she lifts them and pulls his ears.
'You'll struggle to do that', she says, 'with your ears pinned like this!’
She holds his earlobes in her forefinger and thumb, quite tight, so he looks cross.
She looks at him with big eyes, a sweet smile on her face, and says 'you're not getting cross are you, baby..?'
She leans over him, pressing her chest to his. Lifting her leg, she pulls it over his lap and kneels over him, still holding his ears in her fingertips.
She leans her head forward and kisses him, full on the lips, her tongue snaking out of her mouth and into his.
He's surprised, so doesn't respond straight away, and when she pulls back he gives her a smile 'How could I be cross with you, baby?' and he purses his lips, inviting her to kiss him again.
She nibbles his ear again, and his neck, while her hands spread across his chest and open up his dressing gown some more. She lifts it off his shoulders, down to his elbows.
Pinning his arms at his side, so he can't move them.
Then, while she drags her nails over his bare chest, she starts to move her hips forward and back, teasing him. while she bites his neck and shoulder, making him moan.
Feeling him beneath her, between her thighs, getting stronger.
'Oh..' she says.. 'you like that do you?' with a little bit of a mocking tone in her voice.
She lets the straps of her slip fall sideways again, revealing her bare breasts, small, pert, nipples hard.
'Ohhhhh', he mumbles, trying to loosen the binding of his gown on his arms.
She grips his wrists in her hands and tucks his hands under her knees, so they are held tight.
'No, baby, no touching..'
She is teasing him, her lips pressing kisses to his chest, her teeth biting at his skin, moving closer to his nipples, which are also hard, as she slowly moves her hips over him.
'Please', he whispers.
She can feel him struggle to loosen his hands, so she pressed her knees down harder, closing her thighs over his hips, pushing herself down on him harder, feeling his stiffness through her panties, his gown and his pyjamas.
She can feel him throbbing, so she rolls her hips a little more while she bites his nipple, tugging it with her teeth.
He moans.
She moves her hand to her breasts, cradling them, playing with her nipples as she looks him in the eye.
'You want to touch me, don't you baby?'
He nods his head.
She leans forward, lifting herself over him, so her breast is right above his mouth.
He flicks his tongue out, but she is just out of reach.
He grunts, his frustration building.
She feels his stiffness rise and twitch under her, his body beginning to move of its own accord.
His hips lifting, but with no effect; his chest is rising and falling with deep breaths now as she brings her breasts closer to his mouth, then takes them away again as he tries to kiss them.
She can feel a tingle between her thighs, so she lowers herself back down to press herself on his length.
Moving back and forth, sliding over him.
Opening his gown up further, raking her nails over his belly as she kneels upright.
His eyes are full of hunger, hunger for her, as he looks on her beautiful slim body.
Pinned down, he wants her, but she won't let him have her, not on his terms.
She slides one hand up under her slip, into the top of her panties, watching him as she reaches her fingertip inside, down to her tight little crop of pubic hair.
She kneels over him, one hand squeezing her breast as the other finds its way down to her clitoris, hidden beneath the cotton of her panties.
He watches her every move, his hardness pulsing as she teases herself, rubbing her labia over his heat.
'Do you want me, baby?' she asks, coyly.
He grunts a deep voiced 'yes'
She lifts herself a little, her finger circling her clitoris inside her panties, causing her to moan a little, as her other hand reaches inside his pj's and grips his hot thick shaft.
'Uugghhhh' he moans, as he feels her fingers wrap around him, stroking up and down its length.
She gets up off the couch, standing either side of his legs, and lets her slip drop down. She slides her panties down her thighs and then tugs his pj's down his legs to his ankles, letting his cock spring upward into the warm evening air.
She kneels between his thighs, closing her hand around the base of his shaft, and looking him straight in the eye, she presses her lips to the tip of his cock.
He moans.
Her mouth opens, and she lets her lips engulf his head, her tongue swirling over his sensitive tip.
Her one hand cups his balls, squeezing, while her other hand presses a fingertip to his ass, circling his ring.
Her eyes locked on his, she holds him in her mouth as she eases her fingertip inside him, suckling as she fingers his ass.
'Mmmmmm'
His body writhes as she focuses her attention on his cock, balls and ass.
She feels him thicken inside her mouth.
His hips rock.
She slides her finger back and forth, feeling the ball of his prostate gland at her fingertip; she massages it, and his cock begins to leak thick salty precum.
He is in heaven.
He reaches his hands down to her hair and lifts his knees up, her finger in his ass, his testes tight in her hand.
She can feel him start to twitch, so she withdraws, watching him grimace as he jerks his hips upward.
She climbs back on the couch, positioning her knees either side of his hips, gripping his shaft in one hand, holding it upright as she guides it into her wetness.
His hands reach up to cup her breasts as she descends on to him, whimpering as she feels his thickness stretch her, despite her being wet, he is strong and broad.
She rocks slowly at first, savouring the way his flared rim massages her g-spot.
Her body shakes as she speeds up, one hand pressed on his chest, the other between her thighs, simultaneously rubbing her clitoris and the base of his cock.
She feels her climax build as she rides him, faster now, his shaft slick with her wetness, glistening as she looks down to watch her pussy pushed open wide by his cock.
She shakes, her body clenching his thick rod as she cums, her nails clawing his chest.
She puffs her breath into the night air, head thrown back as her climax intensifies, then subsides.
His hips continue to roll as she shudders, her sensitivity heightened by her orgasm.
She lifts herself off him as the scintillating sensations subside, then presses her labia down onto his length, stroking him up and down with a fast movement of her hips.
His cockhead peeping out from between her lips, he begins to tremble, clenching and unclenching his fingers.
She quickens, holding herself on his chest, rolling her hips, she looks him in the eye.
'Are you going to cum for me, baby?' she asks.
His hands grip her waist, he nods, as his head tilts back and he presses his pelvis up beneath her, holding it up, shuddering, his face red, mouth open.
'Uugggggghhhhh' he cries, as she feels a deep pulse along the length of his cock, followed by a jerking sensation, thick white ribbons spilling up over his chest and belly.
Mmmmmmm.
She gives him a broad smile. 'Better, baby?' as she lifts herself off him, curling into his side. She trails her fingertip over his chest, across his belly, drawing a trail of his cum over his hot, perspiration coated skin. They lay together, kissing, cuddling, while they listen to each other's heart beats thudding quickly.