Out and all in

It slides off my shoulders. Innocently, I don't care. My thong has slipped and my cock is banging against his. I encourage him by pulling back from him. My dress falls away at the front and reveals my soft tanned skin. I went bra-less tonight, he enjoys my feminine delights. I pull at his belt and he knows the message. A few interruptive tugs and his pants are to the floor. I hook my thumbs into his bikini shorts and slid them down. He assists as he does the same to me. My silver lace thong slides down my legs. I step out.

We continue our little dance as our cocks have their delightful duel. We gently move and our cocks rub in full sensuality as if they were instruments on their own. We have to stand apart a bit or otherwise we get jabbed and reminded we are horny as hell. I feel Ila's cock throb and it bounces against mine. I put in the effort and mine does likewise. Ila plays with my tits, the nipples perk. I touch our cocks and stimulate their joy. I try to push them down but they spring up. It is much easier to press them between our tummies. We hug and know it is time to move.

I step away to the couch and pull some pillows and cushions to the floor. Ila follows and instinctively we are coiled on the floor. Our lips meet, our hearts pound, our bodies try the impossible to melt as one. We try to be so close our hard cocks get in the way. I pull back. We breathe again. I lay beside Ila; my head rests on his chest. My hand finds his cock and I turn my head to watch. Ila reaches around me and finds his delight in playing with my tits. He loves it and I love him doing it.

Gently at first I sensually rub his shaft, then encircle with my fingers. Just holding him makes my cock throb. I tighten my grip and pre-cum shines his strawberry. Ila moans. My face is so close to his cock, do I dare? The heat of the moment seems to overcome me. I hold his cock and give a lick to its side. Then another... and again. I lightly purse my lips and a kiss to his shaft. Then a more deliberate one.