[ Midge lifts her hips so that Alfred can pull her underwear over them, down her legs and off. She tilts his chin up so that she can kiss his mouth properly again, showing her gratitude for his hands and how good he is with them. ]
[ She could get into a discussion of why she thinks that is, but now isn’t really the time for philosophical discussion. Midge gathers the material of her nightgown around her hips, giving him an unobstructed view of the lower half of her body. ]
Do you find American women to be more or less bold than English women?
Yes and no, like you said the Puritans came from my side of the pond and then you add on top of that years and years of monarchy influence and the strange insistence at always being polite...
[He's rambling as he shifts his body down to kiss her nipples through the silky nightgown.]
[ Midge lets him push the straps of her nightgown down her shoulders and push the fabric away. Her breasts are relatively big for her frame, perky and round, with perfect pink nipples that happen to be hardened to stiff peaks at the moment. ]
You sure you’re not feeling too overdressed?
[ He’s wearing a mock turtleneck sweater, which gives her nothing to undo or untie. Instead, she puts a hand on his chest and allows it to drift down to the hem of the sweater. ]
[Alfred looks up from her breasts, lifting both his eyebrows at her.]
I suppose I could do with losing a layer or two, seems only fair.
[He places a kiss between her breasts and then moves back enough to strip off the tight turtleneck sweater, revealing his bare chest which has pale skin and scars here and there.]
[ He’s well-built. Midge expects an Englishman to be pale, and the scars make sense based on his line of work. She runs her hand down his bare chest. She has some questions, but those can wait. For all intents and purposes, he’s got her naked in his lap, and whatever he’s planning takes precedence to conversation. ]
Better.
[ Midge guides his head back down to hers so that she can kiss him again. ]
[He kisses her back, full and deep, before making his way back down to her bare breasts where he gently laps at her pert nipples before sucking one into his mouth.]
[ She returns the depth of his kiss, sucking gently on his bottom lip until he pulls away to move further down her body. His lips close around one of her nipples and Midge inhales sharply, before exhaling a light moan. His mission seems to be to work her into a frenzy, and Midge cannot, in good faith, try to stop him from doing so. ]
[Not only is Alfred a gentleman but he is also a man of his word and when he told Midge that he was going to give her as many orgasms as he could tonight he meant it. With that intent in mind and after he has lavished a nice amount of attention on her breasts he begins to slowly kiss his way further south. Sliding his slim body between her legs.]
[ Midge opens her legs to make room for him as he moves down between them. She lifts the nightgown up and over her head, tossing it on the floor next to her underwear and Alfred’s shirt. Her thighs part, an invitation that he should continue the exploration with his mouth. Her pulse increases and she reaches down to brush back his hair. Midge can’t take her eyes off of him. ]
[Slowly his hands move off her breasts only to trail down her body, following his lips and mouth as he settles between her legs. Here he places soft kisses all over the insides of her thighs before licking at her warm, wet opening.]
[ She feels warm with arousal all over as she anticipates feeling his mouth on her folds. He’s an expert at teasing, at building anticipation. By the time he gets to her opening, he’ll find her soaking wet and ready for him.
Midge drapes one of her legs up over the back of the couch, opening herself wide for him. Any shyness she might feel is superseded by her desire to feel his mouth on her most intimate places.
A long sigh escapes her lips when he finally makes contact. ]
[She is so warm, wet and musky tasting and he hums deep in the back of his throat as he buries his face between her thighs. Licking and lapping at her as if he were trying to drink in all her juices.]
[ Midge curses softly at the sensation of his mouth against her sensitive skin. She strokes her fingers through his hair and keeps her hand on the back of his head, encouraging him to stay right where he is. ]
Alfred…
[ She sighs his name. His tongue explores everything, but her breath hitches when it finds her clit. ]
There…
[ She’s pretty sure he’s aware. He already found it once. He knows what he’s doing - and that is teasing her. ]
[It feels good having her fingers in his hair and he likes the way she holds him in the spot she wants, it's sexy when a bird knows what she wants and is assertive about it. So he stays put, licking her clit before gently starting to suck at it.]
[ Her eyes flutter shut and she moans softly. It’s been so long since someone has done this to her and it feels so fucking good. Alfred is as good at this as he said, sucking at her just right. He already warmed her up with one orgasm. It won’t be long until she has a second one. ]
[He's good at it because he enjoys it, unlike some other blokes he could happily spend hours between a woman's legs and he's never understood why some lads turn their noses up at the act. It's incredible, to make a woman writhe and moan with just your lips and tongue. To be able to watch and taste her pleasure so fully.
He continues to suck, making sure to never do it too hard as he knows that little bit of flesh is sensitive, and while he lavishes attention on her clit he also slides a finger slowly inside her.]
[ Some men only care about their own pleasure during sex. Alfred may be enjoying this, but he's not literally getting off on it, at least not yet. Midge will be more than happy to repay him for his hard work. It's also very intimate, which some men find intimidating.
Midge starts to rock her hips gently against his face in time with his tongue. She can feel his finger prodding at her entrance, then moans when he pushes it into her. Penetration is just an added bonus to the pleasure that he's already giving her. ]
[As she rocks against his mouth he slips a hand down her hip and under her ass, squeezing it a little before lifting her hips up so he can push his face even further against her. Licking and sucking hungrily as he moans deep in the back of his throat so she knows he's enjoying himself.]
[ Midge is surprised when she feels her hips being lifted by him. He holds her, thighs trembling, to his mouth as he devours her. Her eyes meet his for a split second and it’s nearly enough to make her come. ]
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I like it when a man knows what he's doing.
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[He counters after returning the kiss.]
I've never understood being coy about it, especially not when you birds can have so many.
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[ She could get into a discussion of why she thinks that is, but now isn’t really the time for philosophical discussion. Midge gathers the material of her nightgown around her hips, giving him an unobstructed view of the lower half of her body. ]
Do you find American women to be more or less bold than English women?
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Well it depends on the woman but in general, more so. Must be all that freedom of speech you have over here.
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There’s no freedom of speech in Britain?
We’re bold, but we’re also prude, since we were founded by Puritans. Then again, the Puritans came from your country.
Not my ancestors though.
[ She’s a Russian Jew. No Puritanism to be found here. ]
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[He's rambling as he shifts his body down to kiss her nipples through the silky nightgown.]
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Well, this doesn’t seem very polite. Not that you should stop doing it.
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[He counters and goes back to mouthing at her nipples, his hands moving up to help push the straps of her nightgown down.]
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[ Midge lets him push the straps of her nightgown down her shoulders and push the fabric away. Her breasts are relatively big for her frame, perky and round, with perfect pink nipples that happen to be hardened to stiff peaks at the moment. ]
You sure you’re not feeling too overdressed?
[ He’s wearing a mock turtleneck sweater, which gives her nothing to undo or untie. Instead, she puts a hand on his chest and allows it to drift down to the hem of the sweater. ]
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I suppose I could do with losing a layer or two, seems only fair.
[He places a kiss between her breasts and then moves back enough to strip off the tight turtleneck sweater, revealing his bare chest which has pale skin and scars here and there.]
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Better.
[ Midge guides his head back down to hers so that she can kiss him again. ]
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Midge drapes one of her legs up over the back of the couch, opening herself wide for him. Any shyness she might feel is superseded by her desire to feel his mouth on her most intimate places.
A long sigh escapes her lips when he finally makes contact. ]
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Alfred…
[ She sighs his name. His tongue explores everything, but her breath hitches when it finds her clit. ]
There…
[ She’s pretty sure he’s aware. He already found it once. He knows what he’s doing - and that is teasing her. ]
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He continues to suck, making sure to never do it too hard as he knows that little bit of flesh is sensitive, and while he lavishes attention on her clit he also slides a finger slowly inside her.]
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Midge starts to rock her hips gently against his face in time with his tongue. She can feel his finger prodding at her entrance, then moans when he pushes it into her. Penetration is just an added bonus to the pleasure that he's already giving her. ]
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[ Midge is surprised when she feels her hips being lifted by him. He holds her, thighs trembling, to his mouth as he devours her. Her eyes meet his for a split second and it’s nearly enough to make her come. ]
Alfred…
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that was meant to say "as long as she'd like"....stupid phone autocorrect
it’s all good!
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ooc: shall we end this thread here? ;)
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