I don't wiggle or squirm.
We got into bed last night and Dan asked if he can prove his point. Not knowing what he meant, he re ached down and grabbing the edge of my underwear, told me to get undressed.
I was on my back, legs opened for him. He kissed from my mouth, to my breasts, to my stomach, he remained there, teasing me. Making me wait. I gave in. opened my legs a little wider as I pushed his head further down.
I was going to d everything within my power to keep my body as still as possible as his tongue and lips worked their magic.
A few minutes later I felt the warmth begin in my breasts, the tingling. One of my hands left his head to touch my breasts. The heat built into a little ball of fire as it moved down to my stomach, and there it sat, spinning. Building. As it grew in strength I felt my motto lift off the mattress- first pushing into his face, and immediately pulling away from him. His arms were wrapped beneath my thighs, wrapping his hands around my legs, gripping my thighs, both holding my legs wider and holding me to him. My hand that was touching my breasts moved back down to his head. My fingers messed up his hair, more than it already was.
"Your pussy tastes so good tonight," Dan said, removing his mouth for a moment. I pulled him back into me.
I could feel my hips lift and shift about, Dan tried holding me still. The ball of fire spinning below my stomach grew stronger. There were times I felt like I was closing my legs, squeezing his head, and other times I couldn't open my legs open far enough. I gave up trying to limit my movements. The fire grew and crashed down into my sex, exploding where his tongue touched me. I arched my back. The shadows of the small light on the nightstand seemed to spin on the ceiling as my world crashed down around me like I was being tumbled in a strong warmth enveloping wave on a beach. I felt like the wave's undertow was trying to pull me out to sea. I let it take me. I floated away in the waters warmth.
I opened my eyes. Dan was standing now. Looking down at me. My legs still opened to him. We had started with my head on my pillow. I was now laying perpendicular across the mattress. His face came into focus.
"You definitely wiggle, Linda. "
I never like to admit when he's right.
He lowered his underwear. He was fully erect. No viagra tonight. Dan grabbed an ankle and pulled my leg across and over the other leg. He wanted me to roll over. I did. Grabbing the other ankle, he pulled my body back to him. I got first one knee under me, then the other. Both knees barely on the mattress. His hands steadying me at my hips as he lined himself up and slid effortlessly into me. My head and chest rested on the mattress. My back arched , butt in the air. He rocked in and out.
As my 2nd approached, I happened to note that I was not wiggling. Floundering might be a more accurate adjective.