My rock-hard cock found relief as the comparatively cool air tickled playfully on its glistening head. Feeling myself dip further into sweet calm, I lay down and got a hold of myself in the most literal way.
Holly still with me in my thoughts, I turned to her in my head. She smiled warmly as she approached, in my mind if not my room. I had to do the best I could with what I had at the moment.
Reaching the foot of the bed, she turned, so I could undo the back of her dress. Keeping a hold of my cock, I undid the tiny buttons one by one. The tender flesh of her back was revealed to me inch by inch, like a field following a fresh fall of show.
I ran my hand along the gap left by the two portions of black silk, needing so much just to touch her. As I did so, she dropped the dress from her shoulders, letting it fall and revealing the rest of her gorgeous curvy body, naked except for her socks and her Docs, which were midnight black and polished to a gloss.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she unlaced her boots one by one, then moved on to her knee-high socks. My hand was exploring the rest of her body as she did. Then it started going from her back around to her front, caressing more of her skin down to her belly, before continuing on southward toward her pussy.
Her hand went to mine, not to stop my progress, but instead to press it down there herself. My palm was up against her warm wetness.
“I’m sensitive,” she warned, “so please be gentle.”
Taking her words to heart, I began to slowly caress her vulva, pressing the flat of my fingers to her with a moderate weight and going in slow, wide circles. She leaned back against me, a blissful moan exploding from her lips, letting me know I was making her feel good.
Kissing her cheek, I went a bit faster. Holly lifted her hips, pushing her pussy even harder against my hand. When it seemed like she was ready, I slipped a finger in— not too far at first, since I didn’t want to shock her. Quite the opposite was the case, though, with Holly all but sliding herself down so that my finger was all the way inside her.
After playing with her a little with one finger, getting her even more excited, I added a second, stretching her pussy a little, but not so much that Holly objected. Continuing with slow thrusts, I worked her to orgasm, holding her tight as she shuddered against me.
“Your turn,” she said mischievously.
Holly adjusted her position a little and then she took my cock first into her hand and then between her sweet lips, not stopping until the head brushed up against the back of her throat. Easing off a little, she took me firmly by my shaft, down near the base, and started to suck.
Slow and shallow at first, she gained in speed and intensity as time went on, until she was nearly deep-throating me. It wasn’t long before I wanted to fill her mouth with my cum. She seemed to sense this and stopped right before I could end our fun.
Holly massaged my balls until my urge to cum had passed. Not even a smudge of her gothic Victorian lipstick smeared my cock. When all was set and ready, she got on top of me. After pressing the head of my cock up against her pussy, Holly eased down.
My throbbing shaft disappeared inside her sweet pussy lips, which were squeezing me tight as I filled her up. It was a snug fit, to be sure, but she showed no signs of discomfort. Instead, she placed her hands on my chest as she got ready to slightly change positions.
Then she was moving her hips slowly up and down, caressing herself against the length of my cock. After a few practice strokes, allowing her to get the right balance, she started to go faster, gaining in both speed and confidence, until she was bouncing expertly on my cock, and I was admiring her curvy body for all it was worth.
“You gonna cum?” she asked, working me toward just such as a result.
“Yes, but not yet.”
“Let me know.”
“Okay.”
She bounced even harder, the headboard pounding out a war beat on the wall. Holly took so much of me inside her tight pussy that her ass pressed against my balls each time she came down.
“Now,” I said, waiting until the last possible second to warn her.
Leaping off my cock, she took me in her mouth, accepting every last morsel of my cum as it flooded down her throat, not wasting a single drop.
I came for real at this thought. Spent but happy on my bed, I cleaned myself off, first with wet wipes and then in the shower.