New Year's Eve With Adagio

You barely have time to kick your boots off as she tugs you along by your collar. Door slams and jacket, coat, shoes and shirt just fly everywhere. Before you know it, you are sitting on your bed dressed only in your pants.

You do not even know where your socks went.

Adagio dances around the room. She closes the blends, turns down the lights, turns on your old CD-player. A device she usually despises. A low-volume tune fills the room. Background noise to the show.

Her eyes flash in the low light. Her body moves like a feral animal. Slow, agile, dangerous.

She lets the straps of her dress snake down her shoulders then fall down her upper arms. She holds the fabric against her modest chest and gives you the most brain-meltingly sexual look you have ever had the pleasure to experience.

She rolls her shoulders, then her hips, swaying slightly from side to side. Slowly at first, then with more and more movement. Seamless, fluid motion as she starts twirling around, stepping to and fro. You are absolutely lost in the dance you are witnessing.

Hips, all hips. She side-steps and bends forward, allowing a teasing glint of her tiny cleavage. Your arousal is already boiling wildly. She is surprisingly good at this. You do not linger on how or why and instead enjoy the show.

She holds up the dress with one hand and very deftly pulls down the zipper at her back. You are almost entirely certain she practised this exact moment. That only makes it better. She twirls around and lets the slim dress peel down her body. First with help but as it reaches past her hips, she raises her hands to the ceiling and simply lets it fall.

Her choice of underwear is elaborate. Full-on lingerie, lacking bra. Legs clad in subtle thigh-highs of some nearly invisible mesh. Garter-belt with straps and dark lace panties. Her well-rounded behind sways slowly now, hypnotising you further with every second. She pulls her mass of hair aside and looks over her shoulder. Your eyes meet. You feel ready to howl at the top of your lungs but you keep calm.

Calm enough as you can, anyway. The boiler inside of you is already screaming and vibrating, ready to explode. It does not take her more than the first glance to notice this. Obviously, it pleases her. She stays completely still for a moment, just looking at you with nearly closed eyes. A sharp smile playing on her lips.

She bends down and lets her hair fall in the poofy cascade it is. The crook of her back is heavenly. Her legs go on forever. All the way from her delicate feet to her extremely desirable ass. You feel breathless, like all the oxygen just left the room. Either that or a brutal punch to the chest.

She turns slowly, not all the way around. You have seen her naked before but never like this. Your heart is jack-hammering, making you feel like you are on a different planet. She goes down into a squat, then quickly rises as she turns all the way around, taking two extremely accentuated steps towards you.

Just as divine as her body is, her face catches your attention and you simply cannot let go. You start to stand up but she pushes you down while approaching further. She climbs into your lap, knees on the bed. She caresses your face with one hand and keeps herself steady with her other on your shoulder. She whispers for you to touch her. For all the thunder in your head, your hands are absolutely steady as you trail your fingers through the edge of her hair, down her back and sides. A careful touch at first but as you reach her hips and behind, you cannot help but to squeeze.

She lets out a long, humming moan and presses herself against you. Her hips gyrate slightly against your touch. You kiss her chest. Her skin is smooth and soft, she smells indescribably pleasant. She pulls back with a little gasp and looks you in the eyes, then dives in for a kiss.

A long moment of unbroken kissing. She claws lightly at your back and moves against you as your hands get more greedy with her behind. You knead the plump, yet firm flesh and she bucks against you with more and more need. Her clothed sex grinding against your hidden, rock-hard erection.

After what feels like an hour of sloppy kissing and intense touching, she leans back with both hands  against your chest. She hovers for a while, motionless, then declares that she wants you inside of her. You do not need to be told twice. You finicky about with your pants for just a few seconds and actually manage to get them off. You kick them away and observe her glee as she looks down at your manhood.

She hooks a finger under the hem of her panties and pulls them aside, exposing her moist womanhood before rubbing up against you again. Her soft, wet heat spreading over your member. She breathes ragged breaths into your ear. Her little noises mixed with adorable moans as you roll your hips to meet her movements.

She clings on to you with both arms around your neck. You reach down to position your member in order to enter her. This type of thing is another moment when your difference in size comes into play. You have to be careful. Your larger-than-average manhood is, in comparison to her frame, easily described as enormous.

You caress her labia with the tip of your member and watch her squirm. A light shudder goes through her as you have positioned yourself proper and she can begin taking you in. She speaks some unintelligible words and bites her lower lip. Her grip around your neck tightens. You position your hands on her behind again to hold her steady.

She moans breathy in your ear and then whines as she shudders again. You can feel her juices make your shaft slick as she slowly begins moving, the tip of your manhood finally inside. She is incredibly tight. You do not at all mind the slow approach you usually have to take. That, on top of all tonight's romance, just makes this whole dreamlike scenario... Well, more dreamlike.

She gets a bit braver as her wetness allows for easier movement. Lifting her behind just slightly to then let it drop. It is your turn to shudder in delight as she takes more and more of you in.

She suddenly stops, seemingly satisfied with the full feeling she is getting and perhaps not daring to go further for the moment. She hangs back and looks at your face as she starts swaying her hips a bit from side to side. This instantly elicits a rather audible grunt from you. She moans shortly in response and leans in to give you a quick peck on the lips before looking at you through her long eyelashes. She smirks, as sharp and characteristic as she usually does before beginning to move again. Her smirk is quickly replaced by a different expression. One of sexual pleasure.

You let your hands move up and down over her curves. You run your fingers through her hair and play with the frills of her lingerie. She bounces a bit more daringly every second. With your hands back on her perfect ass to once again steady her, you work up a fair rhythm together.

Her sweet voice rings out in a symphony of moans, whimpers and hushed words of sexy nonsense. She embraces your head with both arms and presses her cute little breasts into your face. You kiss her skin and feel your member throb with the extra encouragement.

You move together like it is what you were made to do. Her soft skin and erotic curves serving a reality to your greatest fantasies.

With a swift motion, she basically slams down, taking more of you inside of her. Quite possibly as much as she can. She looks to the ceiling with a sound somewhere between a whimper and a moan. She presses herself even tighter against you. You can practically hear and feel her heart thundering.

The rhythm you had stops, she sits still and panting, pleasantly speared on your member as you both gather yourselves.

You have the chance to change the already pleasant situation. An idea, a move, something. You hold on to her mid-section with one hand and put your other arm up her back to keep her steady as you stand up. A slow but fairly smooth movement. She yelps and manages a little giggle while you turn around and let your knee press into the bed. You lay her down as gentle as you can while managing to remain inside of her. She hangs on and catches her breath while you move her.

As she lays on her back, she relaxes and reaches for your face. She murmurs something about how delicious you are before stopping any response with a kiss. You have to crook nearly your entire body to kiss her back. Something you are fairly used to. It is not like this is the first time.

As you cover her in you, she is obviously having the time of her life. She wiggles sensually beneath you as you begin moving in and out of her, ever so slight. Slow, careful. There is bliss on her face as you fill her time and time again. She bends her back and her soft hands fly across your sides. She grasps your arms as her symphony of moans and cute little noises quickly resumes.

Looking up at you, her entire being practically glows. You hold yourself up with fists balled into the bed. Your eyes are locked as you take her again and again. Your soft grunts mix with her moans. She is holding nothing back now, clawing at you and reaching up to give you kisses whenever, where ever she can.

You answer kisses and caresses. Match strokes with the rolling of her hips. She splays out on the bed beneath you and closes her eyes with a smile.

You have at it to your heart's content, enjoying her small frame beneath you. Your mind and heart races. This moment serves well with washing away the frustration of the last few days. Telling her your true feelings was an excellent way to feel better.

You go down on an elbow, still hovering over her on top of the bed. Eyes closed, breath ragged. You breathe in through your nose and breathe out to the side. Another thrust. You give her what you have left. You have been close for some time now. Thoughts have been keeping you. Distractions of no bad nature.

You lean in close and whisper in her ear. You are about to come, you are going to fill her up completely one last time tonight. She murmurs her want for it. She tosses her arms and legs around you and holds on tight.

A few rapid movements, one final thrust. You quake as orgasm hits. She digs her nails into your back while her slim frame vibrates against you. You lock your arms, keeping yourself up, breathing heavily. Stars dance about your vision but you never take your focus off her.

Her smile is just as pleasant as the release you just had.

You pant once, you pant twice. She seems to be the more collected one right now. She smiles up at you and trails her fingers across your physique while your mind is swimming in outer space. She takes a deep breath while trailing her fingers down the side of your face.

“Happy new year, my love.”