When Andreas first met Vlora, he had some naughty fantasies running through his head. They had to do with something intimate and her nakedness, of course.
It felt human to Andreas, considering how immediately he was drawn to the hidden beauty of Vlora’s legs under her long pants. Somehow there was a story to be told, but his instincts spoke and he was convinced that there was a charm Vlora was hiding.
Without a short skirt it did not matter. Andreas believed in his instincts and had a conviction. That was that something hidden was always worth pursuing.
This was exactly the case now, although Vlora could not really be said to be hiding anything. A nightgown was no great obstacle.
Vlora wriggled sensuously. Like a dancer following the rhythm of the musician, her body undulated in seductive waves.
Then, for the umpteenth time, Andreas’ mouth greeted Vlora’s nipple from the outside. It was wet and warm. He sucked, sucked, and squeezed. Repeatedly and alternately, until a feeling of restlessness came over Vlora.
“Reas.”
Andreas ignored Vlora’s cries. He decided to satisfy his own desires first. That night, for some reason, he really wanted to enjoy Vlora’s nipples.
Maybe it was because Andreas found the pale dots peeking out from under Vlora’s nightgown sexy. Invisible, but visible. It gave a sense of presence and absence that caught Andreas’ attention.
As a result, Andreas did the same. No matter how wet the satin was, he continued to tease. His licks and strokes on Vlora were continuous. He played with the urges of passion and when it became unstoppable, he sucked with all his might.
But that was not the only teasing Andreas did. His mouth was not the only thing he used; his fingers did not stop playing naughty games either. He rubbed gently and then gave small pinches that successfully made Vlora bite her lower lip.
Vlora’s whole body was covered with excitement. She shivered and felt even more restless.
“Reas.”
Vlora’s voice became heavier. The anticipation was palpable.
Andreas blinked and his eyes rose. Vlora’s reaction was clear proof that his teasing was working. The result was more than successful in making Vlora long.
Not yet. It’s not time yet.
Andreas’ desires had not yet met Vlora’s expectations. There were other things she wanted to do. Like exploring the smooth skin around Vlora’s collarbone.
Andreas planted little kisses there. Without forgetting to get wet, he continues to leave a warm trail along Vlora’s skin.
Continue. Continue without stopping.
Vlora’s sigh sounded heavy. Her eyes closed and her heart beat faster.
Andreas moved. He positioned himself directly between Vlora’s open legs and crushed them.
This time it was Vlora’s earlobe that she targeted. She stuck out her tongue and licked it. Not forgetting to give small bites that successfully published endless pulses in Vlora’s femininity.
The feeling was unbearable. The passion was like an opiate that demanded more.
Vlora became more and more desperate. Her legs came up and landed at Andreas’ feet. Followed by her hand, which then squeezed Andreas’ hair.
Andreas hid his grin with a kiss on Vlora’s cheek. Vlora’s actions were enough of a signal for him. But he did not want to take Vlora to the point of romance just yet. He wanted to play around.
It was Vlora’s whole body that Andreas now had his eyes on. His hands were adventurous and his fingers explored.
Slowly, Andreas’ finger slipped under Vlora’s nightgown. He gave her a light touch that made her squirm.
But not only that. Andreas caressed Vlora’s slender belly, then lowered himself. He went down and then ….
“Ah!”
Andreas unknowingly pulled down the waistband of Vlora’s panties. He created access so he could tease the warm moisture there.
Vlora’s head was resting on the pillow. Her eyes were closed tightly as one of Andreas’ fingers entered her femininity. Inside, Andreas’ finger did all the things that made her swim in a sea of passion.
Vlora’s pressure on Andreas’ hair ended. Now she clasped Andreas’ neck very tightly.
Vlora was like a woman afraid of losing her lover. She had to make sure that Andreas would not move an inch. She also had to hold on to Andreas because it was impossible for her to survive on her own.
“Reas, oh!”
Andreas’ one free hand reached for Vlora. He also wanted to make sure that Vlora did not move an inch. Vlora had to stay where she was so that he could break down her defenses with his fingers.
One of Andreas’ other fingers also entered Vlora’s femininity. His attack became more intense. He became seductive and in the end, it was she who was seduced.
The warmth and moisture of Vlora’s femininity made a bead of sweat appear on Andreas’ forehead. He took a breath and pressed down.
Not strong, but not weak either. Andreas’ fingers knew exactly what to do to cradle the sensitive spot inside.
The touch was everywhere. It was soft, but shaking. It was like an afternoon breeze that brought comfort under the scorching sun.
Vlora’s breathing got heavier. Her body stiffened even more. Her moans could be heard repeatedly. It was followed by a whimper that became more and more intense.
Andreas knew that his time would soon come. His fingers clenched and Vlora’s grip on his neck tightened. He could barely breathe.
Vlora’s tightening grip on Andreas’ neck was followed by another reaction. Down there, Andreas felt Vlora’s female muscles react in a similar way. Just as Andreas felt the explosion hit his fingers.
Vlora let out a long moan and her femininity shed all evidence of the pleasure she felt. She let Andreas feel the tight grip of her female muscles. And the warmth and wetness that came with it.
Andreas swallowed. The pleasure Vlora felt brought up another image. He knew that he would soon feel the same.
It must have felt incredible. Andreas was sure, and the thought of this pleasure made his masculinity tingle.
“Reas.”
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