Oh So Slowly

Oh so slowly, I slide open the bedroom door. My eyes finally gaze on her beautiful face. After all this time, all this painful waiting, there she is. Stunning. I slide inside of the door just enough to close it, but just enough so the light doesn’t shine into the bedroom. That way, if needed, I can run out as fast as I can. 

I decide to stay by the door. She is even better looking than her photos. The hardwood floor is easy for me to slide my socks across without making a sound. I take my time, slowly working my way over to my Little Flower’s side of the bed. The bed that she shares with her husband. 

As I stand next to the bed, hovering over her, I slowly slide my body onto my knees next to the bed. Several minutes go by, just watching her sleep so peacefully. I wonder what she is dreaming of right this second. What are those little sleeping smirks that she does and doesn’t even realize it. What is she dreaming about during those moments. 

My hand finds itself moving under the covers and towards her right hip. I place my hand hovering over her thigh. I can feel the gravity of her skin. Pulling my hand towards her flesh. Making it so difficult for me to resist taking her right then and there. I decide not to wake her, if she does wake up, she can take her time waking up, slowly, so that she won’t remember if it was a dream, or reality. My hand still hovering over my Little Flower’s thigh, I finally wrap my hand around her inner thigh. I can feel her warmth of her dirty hole from here. 

As I am staring at her, sleeping, dreaming, so peacefully, I slide my thumb slippery hole. Stopping, just before feeling her flesh, feeling her ocean of wetness. It’s as if she was waiting for me all night. Like she knew I was coming for some reason. She has never met me, she doesn’t know me, but it seems to me, that her pussy knows me. Her pussy is steaming like it knows all about me. After about a minute of hovering her dirty hole, I slide my thumb just inside the bottom of her slit. My fingers now softly squeezing her inner thigh. She is dripping. Suddenly she changes the way her face looks. I know that look, NOW she is dreaming dirty. In her dreams, she is dreaming of me touching her pussy. Her pussy knows I am finally here. Keep dreaming Little Flower. Keep dreaming. 

I slide my thumb the entire ocean up her slit and onto her incredible clit. Resting her mound against the back of my thumb hump. My first finger rubbing up and down the length of her pussy. Skin wrapping around my finger. Her wetness dripping down my hand. Her mouth moans. It’s time. 

I have waited too long to waste much time, I slide my first two fingers halfway into her dirty hole. Her wetness now puddling into the palm of my hand. Like a river I would love to taste. I spread my fingers, probing, learning, studying, pleasing, Oh God she feels amazing. Her neck bends, while her head falls back. Her breathing changes, as I slide my two fingers into the rest of her eager pussy. Her G-spot is half filled already. She is a dirty girl. She a very dirty girl who has no idea just how dirty she really is. Ok dirty girl, try this, and I slide my third finger deep into her hole with the other two. My pinky rubbing the outside lips. Teasing her. Letter her know there’s going to be more than just three fingers inside of that tight pussy. My clit still rubbing against the ball of my thumb. Soaked. 

I take my time getting her to her limit. Not my limit, but her limit. And I slide my pinking inside of her soaking wet pussy. Sliding my thumb across her clit so that just the tip of my thumb is lightly touching the bottom of her clit. Her neck jerks back. A moan so sexy. I bend all four of my fingers up to her roof and feel her G-spot against my fingers. Filling, needing a release. I decide it’s time. Time to take Little Flower to MY limit. Making sure not to wake her, I oh so slowly move my thumb inside her cave. Rotating to find the right key to fit my entire hand into her tight pussy. Oh, she has no idea of her limits. I can feel her walls. Every single ripple inside of her pussy is against my hand. I can feel her bell with my first knuckles. I can squeeze her ready to explode G-spot with my finger tips. I am milking her G-spot like a cows utter. Squeezing steady quirts of her juices. I won’t let her cum yet, but I will make MY pussy squirt now. NOW!!!! And I squeeze my fingers deep under the backside of her G-spot. Deep, forcing every juice out of that filled up pussy. Stretching that pussy to its fullest. Squirting her G-spot juices up my forearm. Her moans turn into demon sounds. Deep, thundering demon sounds as her juices feeling like rivers all around my fingers deep inside of her. 

Now I will allow her to cum, and slide my arm back and forth inside of her hole. No longer against her swollen and empty G-spot. No longer going fast. A steady slide deep inside, softly ring her bell, and out to my knuckles just inside of her hole. Back and forth, making love to that tired and horny pussy with my hand. Deep, and back. Deep and back. And every fourth thrust, I would hold my curved hand deep inside of her. To fill her up deep for a few seconds of ecstasy. Slowly thrust three, and hold. Slowly thrust three, and hold. She is almost where I want her to be. I control this orgasm. She was such a good girl for squirting all over my arm. She is such a good girl letting me control MY pussy. I stay steady with my arm, back and forth, thrust, thrust, her moans growing, her body aching, tightening. I allow her to cum. MY pussy tightens around my hand. Swelling, pulsating, faster and faster until…. Ecstasy. Release. Heaven. 

I slide my hand and fingers out of MY pussy so she can relax. That pussy has been through a lot, she needs to rest. I gaze up at my Little Flower’s face. A smirk. ….. A smirk? Wait, how was she so quiet that entire time? How did her husband not wake up? Wait a minute, she knows I am here. She is awake!!!!

I play along also, slowly stand, and slide my way outside the bedroom door. And whisper, “Goodnight, my Little Flower.”