[F4M] Movie Night.

Every thing is perfect.
You, me, a rainy night.
A blanket, a couch and a movie.
An accidental touch.
A shy smile.
Blushing cheeks.
Attention on the movie is lost.
Hands find each others.
Eyes bright and expectant.
Lips moistened by soft tongues.
A slow lean and they meet.
Moving and opening.
A tentative tongue slips between.
Tasting, exploring.
Warmth spreads as hands move.
More sure of actions.
Certain of their destination.
Neck, shoulder, waist.
Pulling bodies closer.
Kissing intensifies and lips swell.
Shirts slip off.
Exposed skin.
Lace pulled aside.
Soft tongue finds hard peaks.
A gentle moan.
Eyes close.
Breathing increases.
Wet trails on hot flesh.
A gasp.
Fingers finding wetness.
Circling, teasing.
Entering and exploring folds.
Writhing and squirming.
Legs open.
Fingers tangle in hair.
Mouths clash.
Tongues fight to claim space.
Lips on throat, neck, ear.
Quiet moans.
Louder, louder.
Climax building to breaking point.
Pushed over the edge.
Clinging.
Release.
Breathing slowing.
Hands roaming.
Hardness found.
Lips wet.
Anticipation sweet.
Pants removed, skirt gone.
A gentle kiss.
A lick.
Taking it all in.
Lips stretched.
Pushing down.
Throat open.
A groan, a sigh.
Sliding up and sucking.
Down and moaning.
Waiting no longer.
Bodies meet once more.
Legs open again.
Seeking probe finds warmth.
Impales.
Rocking slowly.
Sweetly.
Feeling together.
Moving together.
Faster.
Skin slapping and sliding.
Moans, cries, gasps.
Faster.
Intensity building.
Vision blurring.
Faster.
Reaching higher, higher.
There. Right there.
Sweet succulent release.
Found in each other.
Only for each other.
Resting bodies.
A sheen of sweat.
Flushed cheeks.
A shy smile.
A calming touch.
A blanket, a couch and a movie.
You and me.
The rain.
Perfection.