"Stunning.
Your breasts were impressive, but seeing your entire body like this, completely bare, really drives home just how beautiful you are.
Maybe it's because you pointed it out, but even your toes are incredibly enticing—I'm looking forward to licking every inch."
The lighting was standard.
Not dimmed for mood, but bright enough to savor every detail of a woman's body, to devour it with my eyes.
I'd suggested spreading my legs in an M-shape right after getting naked, showing off my pussy, but he wanted to hold off, build up the anticipation, and then take his time enjoying it.
For now, only the front view was on display.
The Marquis stripped efficiently, wasting no time in getting fully nude.
It wasn't just women's lingerie he had little interest in—men's clothes were out of the question too. He preferred coupling skin to skin, completely bare.
We were on the same page.
It must have started hardening at least when he saw my breasts; his cock was already rock-hard, straining upward.
We moved to the bathroom for a quick shower, but I made sure to thoroughly soap and wash from my ankles down, right between the toes, before drying off.
He was eager to start licking and tasting my body, so any "bath play" like washing each other was scheduled for after he'd taken my virginity—we'd already discussed it.
"Come here."
I pressed my breasts against him as I hugged close, and we shared a kiss.
He nodded when I checked if he'd mind kissing after a blowjob, so this was probably our only kiss for the night.
It started with lips brushing lips, then tongues entwining, before we pulled apart sooner than expected.
"I'd rather kiss and lick your breasts, your pussy, and those toes you mentioned than your lips."
"I'm more excited—and nervous—about kissing your cock than anything.
What a weird girl, right? Valuing her first blowjob over her first kiss."
"They say a woman's first kiss is special, but for you from now on, the blowjob will probably matter more.
As a man, I'm thrilled, but I can only imagine the resistance it might bring for a woman.
Let's just say I'm looking forward to it."
We laughed as we made our way to the bed, where she lay back on her back.
Those beautiful twin peaks held their perky shape even lying down, without a hint of sagging.
The nipples radiated an untouched purity so flawless it almost felt wrong to touch or suck them—but I steeled myself and dove in, latching onto one first, then alternating licks between left and right before burying my face in her cleavage.
I kneaded those voluptuous breasts, my fingers sinking in and reshaping them with a soft give that yielded to every squeeze, yet with an elasticity that pushed back firmly against my palms—the texture was pure perfection.
I licked and toyed with her nipples.
Pinching and rolling them between my fingertips made them stiffen and stand tall in no time.
Those small, delicate buds swelled eagerly.
Twisting and tugging drew even more moans of pleasure from her—it wasn't just me enjoying toying with her body; she was clearly getting off on it too.
After thoroughly savoring her breasts while she moaned and felt every bit of it, we exchanged a nod, and the focus shifted down to between her legs.