Sensual edging session with my boyfriend made his toes curl

My sensual edging session gives him the welcome home he needed.

The moment I heard your key turn in the lock, my sensual edging session was already in motion.  I struck a seductive pose in the middle of the living room.  You had been gone on business for a week, and the first thing I wanted you to see when you walked in was my body draped in sexy lingerie. The black lace hugged my caramel skin, the garter belts connected to sheer black stockings that ended with a delicate bow just above my knees. My brown eyes sparkled with mischief as I saw you drink me in. “Damn, Camille,” you said, as you looked me over. “You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” I smirked while slowly turning my body to give you a full view. “Just wanted to welcome you home properly,” I purred, “You’ve been away too long, and I wanted you to know I missed you.”

You didn’t wait for an invitation. You were on my ebony body in seconds, with your hands exploring every inch of my body, and your lips tasting mine. I could feel how hard you were as you pressed against me, and I knew exactly what you wanted. However, I wasn’t going to make it so easy for you.  I’d planned a sexy, sensual edging session for you that we were both going to enjoy.   I pulled away from your embrace, leaving you panting, as I headed to the bedroom. I could hear you groaning behind me, but I just smiled, knowing you were already at my mercy, which had me turned on. As we reached the bedroom, I lay back on the bed, spreading my legs slightly to give you a teasing glimpse between my ebony thighs. “Come here,” I directed, using my finger to motion you.

The sensual edging session had begun!

You followed, kneeling between my legs. Your hands were trembling with anticipation. I reached out for you, running a finger along your jawline. “Patience,” I whispered. “I want to savor every bit of this night.” I leaned forward, licking my tongue against your ear. “I’ve been thinking about your cock all week,” I whispered, feeling you shiver was such a turn on. “How good that cock feels inside me, how good you taste…” I trailed off, my lips moving down to your neck. Kissing and nibbling on your hot skin was making my sensual edging session even more intense. Your hands began to grip my hips, trying to pull me closer, but I resisted and continued teasing you with slow, sensual kisses.

I reached down, finally wrapping my hand around your stiff cock. You groaned, your hips began bucking into my touch as I stroked you slowly.  I took my thumb and circled your swollen cock head, spreading the pre-cum over it that had already formed. “Camille, please,” you begged, your voice was strained. “I need you.”  I couldn’t help but smile and enjoy the power I had over you at that moment. However, I wasn’t ready to give in yet. I leaned back on the pillows at the top of the bed, pulling you with me until you were hovering over me. Grabbing your cock and gliding it over my wet ebony pussy lips, but I didn’t let you push in. Instead, I rubbed your swollen head against my slick clit, and gasped at the sensation. “Fuck, you’re so wet, Camille,” you moaned.

Things are getting intense!

Your hips began grinding against me. However, keeping with my plan for my sensual edging session, I held you back with my hands planted firmly on your hips. “Not yet,” I panted, my body aching with need too. “I want to feel every inch of you, Baby,” I said as I guided your cock to my wet ebony pussy again.   But this time, let you push just the head in. We both moaned at the sensation, but I made sure to hold you back again, not letting you go any deeper. “Camille, please,” you begged me again, your voice sounding more desperate. “I can’t take this, Baby.” I gave you the most mischievous of grins, loving the control I had over you and that hard cock.  It was such a turn on. But I couldn’t deny myself any longer.

Finally, I let go and let you slide your cock all the way into my wet ebony pussy. We both moaned in sounds of pleasure, as our bodies fit together perfectly. My legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you deeper into me. “Fuck me,” I commanded, my voice breathless. “Fuck me like you’ve been dreaming about this good pussy all week.” You didn’t need to be told twice. You began to pump my ebony pussy like a well-oiled machine. It felt so good; I met your pace thrust for thrust, my nails digging into your back, as my hips bucked to meet yours. “Harder,” I begged, my body was on fire. “Fuck me harder.”  The orgasm was building for both of us.

It’s about that time!

This naughty, sensual edging session had us both on edge. “Cum with me,” I panted, my voice barely recognizable. “I want to feel you cum inside of me.” Your moans turn into grunts as your hips jerk, and you find your release. I followed right after, my ebony pussy convulsing around your hard cock as pleasure washed over me. He collapsed on top of me.   Our bodies were slick with sweat, and our breaths had become ragged gasps. I could feel your cock softening inside me, but I wasn’t ready for you to pull out just yet. “Welcome home, baby,” I whispered, followed by a kiss. You smiled at me, “Best welcome home ever,” you said as you kissed me back.

Are you ready to explore where this ebony pussy can take you in your own sensual edging session?   Call me, and I will give you everything you need.

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