I often find myself in total amazement about my feelings for Karyn.

No matter what time of day or night, if something doesn’t require my total concentration, my mind immediately connects with sensuous thoughts of her. Recalling even the smallest detail of being with her sends waves of desire through me.

Tonight was no different. Having just returned home from the gym, I was eager to peel off everything and spend a few cleansing moments in the shower. As I rolled the bar of soap between my hands, my eyes caught a glimpse of the basin countertop. How many times had Karyn sat there — eyeing my naked body? She appreciates and compliments me so much that what would normally be a shy, almost embarrassing moment has now turned into a yearning to have her watch me.

Again, just the thought of having her there encouraged the blood to engorge my manhood. I always make a mental note as to how I am physically and emotionally affected at the thought of her. This just adds truth to an already known fact: She lives deep inside my heart.

I moved to the kitchen, nude, trying to decide what to eat, when the phone rang. Though it could have been anyone, I always have a secret wish for it to be Karyn. I can never talk to her too many times in one day. Much to my delight, just the word “Hi” was all it took to realize my wish had been granted. But almost as quickly as our conversation began, a ring at the front door caused some frustration. I didn’t want to answer it. “You better answer it,” she said, and I could tell she knew something that I didn’t. “Are you there?” I exclaimed. Down went the phone as I raced to the door. I was so excited that it took a moment to steady the key to unlock the deadbolt. Karyn enjoys surprising me. I’m a big, muscular man, but she can turn me into a wide-eyed, excited young boy with just a smile.

We quickly found each other’s embrace, and managed a few words in between the most passionate kisses I’ve ever experienced. The silky dress that Karyn had on beckoned me to touch it and feel her hard curves. My fingertips swept lightly over her shoulders and glided down to the small of her back. I couldn’t resist clenching her tight, round ass and pulling her closer. We joined for yet another fierce kiss, and I could feel her breasts press into my chest. Her entire body strained against the shimmering fabric, and within seconds I was inching the silk up and over her taut outer thighs.

Her gorgeous, rich hair fell thickly to each side of her face and nestled between her breasts. Every aspect of her form is erotic. Now, her already hardening nipples, pink-tipped and inviting, greeted my eyes. I sank to my knees and lapped at the tender skin around each of them, alternating back and forth until I felt Karyn’s legs yield a bit. A low groan announced that my attention to her was welcome.

Still on my knees, I placed my head against Karyn’s stomach. The strong, musky scent of her excitement made its way to my nose. The anticipation of licking her delicious pussy hardened me even more.

A small, sheer T-back thong was now the only thing between her completely nude body and me. I peeled it over her hips, and in a flash she stepped out of it. As I bunched the thong in one hand, the warm wetness of her excitement coated my fingers.

Inch by inch I entered her, until I completely filled her tight, yearning slot. At that moment we stopped to feel that “oneness” that only we could.

I studied the beauty of what had just been revealed to me. Karyn’s trimmed tuft of hair was slick with readiness. I parted her now-swollen lips and licked the intimate folds within. Her clit was hard, and each time I flicked it her hips arched forward to increase the pressure. I rose to my feet, and as I did, my cock lightly teased her inner thighs.

Karyn’s hand surrounded my thick prick and began to stroke it, lightly at first, then more firmly. We looked down at it, and she squeezed it again, causing the purplish head to swell even more. I couldn’t resist moving my hips against her increasing jerks.

My still-wet finger searched for the precious V between Karyn’s thighs. As I held her hips steady with one arm, my other hand trailed down her soft stomach to touch the hard button of her clit. At that moment, her knees gave way and her cries rang out from the kiss we still enjoyed.

With her climax building, she thrust her hips upward to meet and take in my fingers. With one deft movement, her intimate folds encompassed me with tight heat.

As we stood there for a minute, motionless, I could feel her muscles spasm. I buried my head against her neck and inhaled its fragrance. “I want you so much,” I murmured. “I know you do,” she whispered. “I feel it every moment of my life.”

I led her into the bathroom, where again I knelt in front of her and eased her legs apart. Karyn’s sweet pussy was now dripping with juice and I lapped at it, then plunged my tongue deep within. Reaching up, I squeezed her nipples until she gasped.

Karyn’s eyes closed, and with each thrust of my tongue I could feel her climax continue to build. I wanted the rest of me to be inside her so bad I couldn’t stand it, so I took Karyn’s right hand and guided it to my shaft. The second she touched it, her mouth opened with a low, throaty gasp.

Parting her pussy lips with her left hand, she began rubbing the tip of me against her clit. I could feel the head of my penis become thicker and slicker each time she stroked it and pulled me closer.

Inch by inch I entered her, until I completely filled her tight, yearning slot. At that moment we stopped to feel that “oneness” that only we could. My eyes darted from her face to the sight of how her womanhood surrounded and took in my hardness.

She placed her hands on my hips and began moving me in and out of her. The sensation was incredible. I looked between us again, and was even more excited to see my cock glistening with her come. I wanted her to see what I saw, so I placed a hand mirror in her palm and told her to watch as I continued to increase the tempo of our lovemaking. She had never seen our fucking from that vantage point, and I saw her eyes widen with lust. We were close to coming. She put down the mirror and ran four fingers through her black tuft of pubic hair and let them come to rest against her clit. Her hand was a blur as she rubbed harder and harder. I felt her inner walls tighten and begin to spasm around me. She trembled and her breathing stopped as her hips bucked and jerked against me to take in my length to the hilt. Her climax was so passionate I shot my load into her wet pussy with several forceful thrusts.

We locked eyes and I leaned forward, still pulsing inside her, and kissed her open mouth. We paused, motionless, savoring what we were feeling and thinking. There is nothing better than that!