She is so gorgeous. 

She laid back on top of me and I met her lips with mine, once again.  Instantly, our tongues began to explore the other’s and  in a matter of seconds, we were both fumbling with the other’s bra clasp.  After a few frustrated movements, I undid Ashley’s and slid it off of her while arching my back to make it easier on her to do the same to me.  She kissed down my neck again, this time, passing the collar bone.  Her hands were roaming over my now bare breasts as she pulled on my erect nipples slightly with the ‘V’ between her index and middle fingers.  My hands, which were on her lower back, began to grip and claw at her skin.  The pleasure was becoming overwhelming.  Little moans began escaping from my lips.  Ashley’s own lips responded by replacing her right hand and sucking at my breast.  She placed light kisses around it while being much more aggressive on its pink center, pulling slightly with her teeth.

Without realizing it, I shifted my lower body, bending one of my legs and bringing my knee up into her, as she was still straddling me. She most definitely noticed as I felt her body push into mine hard in return.  This was like nothing I had ever experienced with a guy.

By this time, normally they are grunting and pushing and pulling, and basically doing everything they can to pleasure themselves, short of forcing themselves on me.  But not this.  Ashley was being so gentle, so caring.  Every advancement she made was with caution, testing the waters to see what my reaction will be.  Every stroke, every kiss, every touch, has more passion in it than anything else I have ever experienced.

"Oh Ash…" finally escaped my lips, though huskily and low.  It didn’t sound like my voice; it sounded like pure lust. 

"I… oooo… I think I…"  She lifted her head up from my breast and looked at me as our clothed hips still slightly rocked into each other.  "No, oh god, Ash, please don’t stop."  I placed a hand on the back of her head and guided it back down to my breast, gasping when she took it in again.

"I… mmm… I…" Goodness it was hard to say this with her on top of me, but I didn’t want her to stop, and I didn’t want to wait any longer to say this.