A beautiful flower

Amelia was sleeping on her belly, like so often these days. The sun was already streaming with little brilliance into the room. It was warm and cozy. Peter had been to the kitchen to start the coffee. Naked of course as was his preference. Seeing her on the bed, his need to be in her grew stronger. It was always there and now it was urging him to follow through now. The blanket had fallen down the bed to some extent and he could see her lovely slender shape. He stepped to the bed.
His big strong hands slid gently from her feet along her calfs to allow her to wake from her slumber in a gently fashion. Amelia started moving and making these small little noises when she woke up. He moved further up her thighs, cupping the soft full mounds of her butt and massaging them gently. She was still not quite coming out of her dreams. Peter went back to her thighs and the back of her knees. Gently blowing on her sensitive skin there, he placed his lips on the soft skin. Just a kiss on one of each sides.
He had a gorgeous view - her glorious butt in front of his eyes . And he could discern the outline of her lush lips through her nothingness of a slip. His hands moved back up to her hips and gently pulled the black thong down her hips. Each centimeter revealing just a bit more naked skin until he could enjoy the full view at her butt. Gently he blew on her skin letting his warm breath flow along the small crevice that he could see now. He moved her a bit and then slid the fabric further down to her thighs. His breathing increased - her petals were glorious. A pinkish red, slightly moist and so welcoming. He pulled the black piece further down to the feet to get rid of it entirely - only shortly leaving his eye feast behind- gently ever so gently he opened her legs and put a pillow under her pelvis. His heart was racing. He could hear that she was just dozing now and not sleeping anymore.
The flower he was seeing was of unparalleled beauty. Her lips opened up like this, he could see the smaller lips hidden away inside and as well as her inviting entrance. His cock swoll in anticipation. He could remember the soft heat of her sheath, it felt already real just seeing this.
He leaned down and gently blew a wave of his warm breath over her mounds , from the right to the left, finishing this journey at the beginning of her more tender skin between her legs. He heard her moan in her throat. She had even little goosebumps on her skin.
Bringing his lips closer to her petals, he blew softly over her outer lips, moving to the smaller ones. Her reaction made him excited, the darkening shade of her skin and the little moisture around her entrance was all the encouragement he needed. Slowly the tip of his tongue searched for her sensitive nub in her folds. Gently, ever so gently he circled around it, feeling it swell, and then sucking it with a soft rhythm into his lips and mouth. Immediately she pushed against his face and cried out . He simply loved the noises, she made when she got aroused. His right forefinger slid into her already moist canal, along her front wall. Circling and massaging, while still teasing her clit. Her hips demanded more penetration, which he was more than willing to give ... with another finger. Both of them together inside her hot cave made him want to follow with his cock, but not now. He needed her to enjoy this.
The speed of his movements increased with the speed of her hips and the intensity of her moans. Until he felt her cramp around his fingers.
He waited a few moments for her to catch her breath and for him to be able to enjoy the view, the dark red flesh, her juices around her flesh and his fingers. Enticing like nothing else.
Peter replaced his fingers with his eager, big cock. Placing the head at her entrance he felt her soaring heat, giving him an ecstatic jolt. No time to wait, he pushed inside her. Fire and pressure around him. Fire quickly arising in him. He needed to move. Grabbing the sides of her glorious butt he strongly pushed, deep inside her wet pussy. He heard her urging him on to go faster and deeper. He knew, she wanted to get nailed into oblivion. He felt the friction on his cock, felt the heat and moisture and he pressed on and on and on. She cramped around him. Screaming with joy, making him come the same moment. Both were breathing heavily.
He gently stroked her back to help her calm down. It took a while. He knew they were not done yet.