0 comments/ 45423 views/ 0 favorites Our First Night By: Raelinn69 Anticipation of the very moment I would see you, touch you and taste you… was more torturous than I could bare. My excitement for the night, the weekend ahead was maddening. I wasn’t sure I would be able to control myself when our eyes did meet. I thought I would literally jump your bones and devour every inch of you with my ravenous mouth. Lips quivering; tongue anxious to taste. You were my prey… I had you in my sights. I watched as your body slowly began to move to the beat of the song playing by Tweet -“Love Me”. Your eyes scanning the room. I wasn’t sure if they noticed me or if they sought me out in the crowd. I just knew I longed for them to do just that. Thoughts of what I wanted to do to you serrated my mind. I felt myself rise from my seat and seductively, determinedly slither towards you. The closer I got, the harder my twat throbbed and the deeper the urge to take you, be taken by you, burned through me. I stood behind you, wondering if you knew, if you could sense my presence, my hunger, and my thirst for your lips. I sized you up, your physique. The thickness of your neck and the broadness of your shoulders seducing me. I wanted, I had to touch you. I moved closer and placed one hand upon the side of your face, gently caressing, as my lips moved closer to your ear and suckled your lobe. Softly meading it between my sensuous lips. My left hand moving around your waist and rubbing your chest. I moved down to kiss your neck. Tender kisses covering the length of your neck finding their way to your lips…MMMM, finally our lips meet, our tongues dance within each other’s melody and I exhale. I’ve waited too long for this first kiss. It sent sensations, never felt through me and I knew, then and there I had to have all of you. I had to have you inside of me. My right hand rubbed down your chest and down your stomach I wanted to feel my finger tips on your flesh. I raised you cream colored sweater just enough to place my hand underneath and get a glimpse of your sexy six pack. The hardness of your abs and chest turned me on so. I let my fingers circle the tip of your nipples and kissed you deeper to let you know how much I wanted you. Kissing you deeper, harder to let you know how much I wanted and loved the taste of you. I needed and wanted to taste more. I whispered how much I needed to have you inside me in your ear…and waited eagerly for your response. Can I taste you, suck you, and lick you…. Will you fuck me now? Though I could hardly control myself, I did knowing the best was yet to come. We made our way to the dance floor. Our eyes locked on each other, fingers intertwined, our bodies grinding in unison to the slow seductive beat. I turned so that my back was pressed nicely against your chest and my ass snuggly at your crotch. I closed my eyes and let my mind focus only your touch and the music. I was so entangled in your web I did not realize we had an admirer. I could feel the presence of another body before me. I thought for sure it was another gorgeous guy there to join in our fun. But when I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful dark haired female moving closer to me, I was startled at first. As I watched the way her body moved, totally controlled by the music and the sight of you and I, I began to feel myself wanting her to join us. I wanted to feel her body as she moved like liquid through my hands. I laid my head back on your shoulder and licked at your lips. I lifted my hand up behind your head and pulled you head down and I kissed you deeply whispering to you, "Do you like what you see?" "Would you like to have us both?" I continued to grind against you, I could feel you growing harder, longer. I motioned for her to come closer. She did with no hesitation. She began to move with us, we had become one. As the song was nearing its end, we stumbled over formal introductions. I asked her if she was interested in joining us for rest of the night. She smiled and said she would love to. We danced to a couple of more songs and waited for our night to begin. She trailed as we drove to our home. The entire drive I was so nervous and totally excited. This would be our first encounter with another. I'd never felt anything so exhilarating. I could not wait to have them both. Finally, we reach our destination. Into the house we go making ourselves comfortable. We have a few drinks, listen to some sensuous music and before we knew it we were lost in each other. We strip you down, tie you naked in a chair. Your hands bound behind your back. All you can do is watch. You can’t touch, you can’t taste, and you can’t join in. All you can do is watch as she and I go at each other. We danced before you, grinding our bodies against each other slowly. Slowly undressing each other. Our lips join and our tongues intertwine. She slowly slips the straps of my bra off my shoulders. Her lips move down to accompany her hands on my breasts. I feel her tongue flicking at my huge nipples, squeezing my big black breasts. She moves one hand down my stomach and inside my already wet panties. I feel her fingers stroking my throbbing clit. I beg her to touch my hot wet pulsating pussy. She begins to finger me, sucking my nipples even harder. Her tongue trails down my body and finds it’s way to my sweet sex, calling for her, pleading for her to kiss me there. Suck it please, I beg her. I feel her lips began to suck on the lips of my twat. Her tongue and fingers working in unison. Probing me, my juices flowing, me melting between her lips, melting on her tongue. Oh God, her mouth feels so good. She stands before me once again and gives me a hot passionate kiss. I move to whisper in her ear... We kiss once more and I take her by the hand. Our eyes fall upon you. Our prey. We share a devilish smile and slither towards you. Destination reached. Both of us naked before you. We kneel. The two of us on our knees, at your cock. We kiss as our heads bow to take your cock in our mouths. Each of us sharing you hot tool. She takes you in one hand and begins to suck the head of your cock as I take your balls in my hand and my tongue licks up and down the shaft of your beautifully thick cock. Over and over again, both of us licking and sucking, nibbling on your sex sweetly. She strokes you up and down. Long, deep firm strokes down the length of your cock. Her tongue lapping at your member. While I suck your balls. Still your tied, you can’t touch, you can’t join in, and you can’t taste. We kiss again and she stands to straddle you. She’s facing me as she eases your cock inside her wet sex. Sliding up and down your cock I lick her clit and your shaft rubbing her clit with my fingers and sucking your balls one at a time rolling them in my other hand. We take turns riding you until you beg us to stop. But we don’t...we end by sucking you till you explode all over my breasts and you have to watch as we both lick your thick white cum off my big black breasts. Shall we untie you now? Our First Night The Introduction Sitting on the sofa in the living room of the hotel suite, I am thinking of just how crazy this might be. After all, we haven't been talking that long via e-mails and instant chatting, and we definitely don't know each other well enough to completely trust one another yet. Then again, maybe that's part of the intrigue and the attraction. Having met only what seems like a week ago, the flirting moved like lightning into seduction and ultimately into cyber and phone sex. The pent-up passion within both of us has been equaled only for our appetite to continue searching out new ways to find that pleasure and release. At first it was our words exchanged via the computer. Then it was our voices whispering over the phone. Now, in a few minutes, it will be our bodies speaking their own language, searching each other out, kissing and licking one another, and discovering how well we fit inside each other. And while this idea may have seemed foreign to both of us just several days earlier, or at least nothing more than an erotic fantasy, it has become the focal point of our thoughts for the past two days. This reality is what we have been wanting and needing for a long time. To let go in the arms of a near-stranger, to express ourselves like we never could in our daily lives, and to explore new heights with another who shares the same desires and hunger. And so here I am, relaxing in the hotel room you reserved for us, kicking back for a few minutes before we are both thrust into a whirlwind of lust and passion. It is in these last building moments of anticipation that my thoughts drift towards you. Of the two of us, you were the more reluctant to accept the mutual invitation of this secret rendezvous. While the thought enticed you, and the fantasy had been one you held for a while now, the actual realization of meeting someone in a hotel for sex sounded clichéd and unlike you. But once you gave in to that longing within, and set your mind and body to this path of passion and pleasure, nothing could stop you from exploring every detail of the encounter, and brainstorming more delicious plans for our first night together. The package I sent you was your idea. You had told me that you have always loved to please your partner and dress sexy for him. The idea turned me on so much that I agreed I would buy you the clothes I wanted you to wear and send them to you. Once I had your sizes, I shopped long and hard to find what I thought was the perfect dress for you. I found the dress in a small boutique, hours after I started looking. I imagined how it would look on you, the sleek, soft black fabric tightly hugging your curves. I remember spreading it out on my bed and running my fingertips over it, almost feeling you next to me as my hands glided over the chest area, down along the hips, and ultimately to the hem of the mid-thigh party dress. The next part of the package was the undergarments. It took me long enough, but I found a matching pair of lace bra and panties that I thought deserved to be adorned by you. The 3" black heels that I picked up in the same boutique as where I found the dress completed the ensemble. But then, there was one last gift that I included in the package that I did not tell you about. I wanted to see how good you looked in it, and I wanted you to wait until you got to the room to thank me for it. I also included in the package a letter that detailed how I wanted you to spend the day preparing for our rendezvous. I wanted you to take a long bubble bath to soak away the stress, to relax, and to feast on the anticipation. I wanted you to meticulously shave your legs and arm pits fresh for me. I wanted you slick and clean and all mine to eat up. I wanted you to feel pampered so that I could further that pleasure and help you melt away into the night with me. As for me, I chose a white dress shirt, black slacks, and a new pair of dark silk boxers. I recall you telling me in passing how sexy you thought silk boxers were on a man. And of course, I am all too happy to oblige. Coming full circle, remembering of the intricate details with which we planned our encounter tonight, I smile slightly at the idea of the few surprises I have in store for you as well. Each of the surprises centers on a desire or fantasy we shared over the phone or during one of our conversations online. They were things you mentioned in passing that I tucked away in my memory in order to surprise you tonight. I want you to know how good it can be to let yourself go. And soon, very soon, we will find that out together. As a matter of fact, there is the knock now. Chapter One – A Heated Hello Taking my time to get up slowly, I make one last round of the suite to make sure that everything is as it should be. The lights are on low in the hallway, candles lit in the bedroom and the champagne is chilling in its ice bucket. And there are also a few "goodies" in the refrigerator for later. Walking towards the door, a second knock reverberates across the room. By this time I can tell you are standing there, a little nervous perhaps, your heart beating fast with adrenaline and anticipation, your eyes and ears focused on the door knob, waiting for it to turn. Reaching the door, I lean forward and look through the eyehole in order to catch my first glimpse of you... absolutely stunning! Standing there wearing the exact dress I picked out for you, the high heels accentuating your legs and ass, you are holding a small handbag and glancing down either side of the hallway, nervously as I suspected. I also see that you have on the extra little gift I sent with the package. I wanted you to feel special about tonight, that this was not something I do all the time, so I picked out a matching set of diamond earrings and bracelet. The diamonds are glowing brightly in the hallway light; your skin is glowing. You look beautiful. Not wanting you to hesitate or think I am hesitating in any way, I slowly reach out for the door knob, push it down, and slowly open the door. As the hallway light permeates the room, I see you without the hindrance of the eye hole for the first time and you get your view of me at last. And as our eyes drift over each other's bodies, a soft smile appears on both our faces as our eyes finally connect. "Come in," I whisper, as I extend my hand to you. Accepting my hand, I feel your soft fingertips entwine with mine, as I lead you into the suite and close the door behind you. I turn back to notice you have stopped only a foot or so inside the room, simply staring into the suite and taking in the incredible scene that is unfolding before your eyes. It becomes increasingly evident to you that I have taken great care to set up the room the way we discussed and way you envisioned it. As your eyes complete their view around the suite, they find me standing in front of you, my eyes smiling back at you, noticing your glow was not a product of the lights in the hallway or the glimmer from the diamonds, but rather from within you. I can see the passion in your eyes. I can feel the anticipation permeating your skin. I can sense your hunger. Our hands still holding on to each other, I pull you softly towards me, bring my free hand to your cheek, and lower my mouth down to yours, our lips searching one another for the first time. All at once, our bodies seem to exhale deeply, our nerves beginning to evaporate, and our heat beginning to swell. And as our tongues explore each other, and our mouths feed off each other, our hands join the embrace by caressing each other's frame, running all over each other's body. My strong hands reach out for your hips and pull you closer towards me, feeling the warmth of your body and the soft fabric of the dress. My hands roam the small of your back, outlining your figure, reminiscent of my hands' journey over the dress while it laid spread out on my bed just a few days ago. One of my hands moves up along your spine, rubbing your back lightly, the other moving down to your ass, cupping and caressing both your cheeks. At the same time, your hands reach out for my upper back and shoulders. Your fingertips glide over my biceps and chest. Our mouths still locked together, the feast of passion and pleasure still only beginning, but lasting already what seems like an eternity. And after what seems like hours, we slowly work our way back down, hug tight one last time, and break off our sweet, first kiss. Pulling back from you slowly, I glance towards your earrings, lean forward again to kiss your left earlobe, my tongue lightly darting about you. A moment later, I end the soft kiss and whisper to you, "They were meant for you. You look beautiful." A smile appears on your face, and you lightly kiss my cheek. Following your lead, I turn my head slightly and we engage in another heated embrace. Our hands holding each other's face, our lips once again dancing magically with the other. A kiss so passionate and so raw, that our bodies cannot help but tremble and moan. As the desire grows within us, I slowly turn you towards the wall, leading your arms up over your head and positioning them against the wall to brace yourself. You push your ass back towards me, rubbing it back and forth across my cock, feeling its warmth against your ass through the thin material of the dress and panties. My hands begin to wander your body now, beginning at your hips, and slowly moving up along your back. My one hand reaches around in front to caress your stomach, and pull you back harder against my growing cock. My other hand reaches up to your neck, massaging it softly, then moving further up and running my fingertips through your hair. While my hand massages your scalp, my other hand cups and massages your breasts, alternating between them, feeling your nipples pierce through the bra, wanting to be freed from the confines of the dress, to be licked and kissed, to be nursed and suckled, to be pinched and nibbled on. With my hands searching you out, the hand upon your head takes some of your hair in its grip just near the base of your head, and tugs on it a little bit. As I pull your hair back, I can hear a moan escape your lips that tells me you are enjoying this. With my hand pulling your hair back, demonstrating this sweet control, my other hand takes the same line along your dress that I did when it laid out on my bed. From your chest, my fingertips run down along your waist, and down over your hips towards the hem of your dress. As my fingers reach the hem, I slowly take hold of it and inch it up your legs, revealing more of your thighs and buttocks. And as my fingers reveal the outline of the lace panties I bought for you, I whisper for you to reach back and undo my belt and free my cock. I whispered to you that I want you so bad right now, right here. Your only response is a series of short moans and a compliance with my request. Your one hand reaches back to unzip my slacks and pull my cock out from my silk boxers. And this is the scene unfolding before us. Your legs spread slightly with one hand bracing yourself away from the wall. Your eyes closed and your other hand reaching back towards me to get at my raging, erect penis. My one hand holding firm to the base of your hair and massaging your scalp; the other hand raising your dress up further and then coming back down along the outline of your panties, slipping underneath them and feeling how wet you are for me. And as my fingers are discovering your sweetness, your hand reaches out and finds my cock. Your fingers wrap around it and feel it throbbing at your touch, responding to your softness. My fingers slide down underneath you, running over your tight, wet entrance and up to your excited clit, rubbing it gently, your moist juices allowing my fingers to glide easily over you. Your fingers begin to slowly jerk my cock, up and down, getting me ready for what will surely be a heavenly experience in merely a matter of moments. And at that thought, I feel you slide back towards me again, your ass leading the way. You moan slightly and reveal how badly you want me right now. You are almost pleading with me to fuck you, knowing I'm in control of the situation right now, directing our first erotic dance of the evening. With those words, I tell you to slide me inside of you, at which you are only too happy to consent. You feel my hips sliding forward, my fingers holding your panties off to the side to leave you open and accessible to me. And with seeming ease, you guide me towards you, opening yourself up further. And at the first touch of my hot cock and your warm, wet pussy, I can almost feel a spark traveling throughout my entire body from the very tip of my cock. My hips sliding forward more, I feel yours pushing back against me, and with that, I slide inside of you, inch by rock hard inch. I disappear deep inside of you, feeling your body adjust and consume me, and I can feel your ass grinding against my crotch. As I stay there buried deep inside, I release your hair from my grasp, reach down to take your hips in both of my hands, and I begin to search for a rhythm, sliding in and out of you, feeling your insides boiling over for me. There you are, spread out, holding the wall in front of us, and having me slam my cock deep inside of you, thrusting hard and long, my hands holding you firmly, roaming your ass occasionally, and feel your insides throbbing around me. Our bodies slowly melting away into the moment, your ass pushes back to match my rhythm, your hands gripping at the wall, your throat letting out such sighs and moans of pure passion and lust. We continue to sink further into each other, my thrusts getting quicker as I feel both of us wanting to explode hard and climax together for the first of many times tonight. I feel you writhing around on my cock, wanting it to touch you so deep inside, your muscles contracting and releasing me with each long thrust. I pump into you faster, sliding in and out of your wet pussy. A few more minutes of raw fucking leads to a more vocal confirmation of the pleasure we are both enjoying. And within another minute later, the first orgasm of the evening announces its presence as your soft moans turn into longer, drawn out sighs. My cock can feel you convulsing around it, my body can feel you emptying your anticipation and exploding like a volcano. The sensations and sounds are too much, and I bring you back hard against me, hold you there, and climax deep inside of you, staying inside of you until both our climaxes begin to dissolve, our breathing returning more to normal, and our minds coming back to reality. At the end of this, I withdraw my cock from inside of you, and slowly ease your panties back in place, and I lower your dress back down over your ass and down your thighs, once again allowing the dress to find your curves and contour to your body. You turn around and smile at me. You ease forward and put your arms around me, your head to my chest, and hug me tight. "Wow," is all you can manage at the moment. For me, those are my exact sentiments also. Chapter Two – A Delicious Dance Recovering from our initial climax, I hold your hand again and show you around the hotel suite. It is enormous and the scene is breathtaking. The entryway where we were just standing and experienced our first climax of the evening opens up into a tiled foyer with a large bathroom area on our left, a living area directly in front of us with glass doors leading out onto the balcony, and a doorway on the right leading into the bedroom. The room is alit only by the dozens of candles spread out all over the place and by the moonlight outside which is peeking into the suite through the small breaks in the closed curtains. Leading you towards the sofa in the middle of the large common area, you seem to be walking right into one of your deepest fantasies. Your mind is still conflicted at how this all appears to be so real, yet at the same time you feel like you are floating on air at the moment. And if that is the case, how can it be real? My thoughts begin to drift towards that same place as where you are, so I quickly take your arms, pull you back towards me and we engage in another long, deep, passionate kiss. Like a surge through our entire bodies, this fierce kiss of ours begins to boil our blood and quicken our pulse. Yes, this is most definitely happening to us, though it feels like something out of our deepest desires. Your response to my hands and mouth are exactly as I would have them. The lead I am taking in our warm embrace is exactly as you have pictured them in your dreams. At this confirmation, our bodies sigh at once together, and our kiss grows hotter and becomes more involved. Our lips continue searching each other, our tongues intertwining, our hands gracefully exploring the other's body. My hand steals around your waist and pulls you even closer to me, almost inside me again. Your curves are so defined, feeling so smooth and silky against my fingertips. Meanwhile your hands are mapping my frame as well, caressing me through the thin fabric of my shirt, massaging my shoulders, back and ass. A few more blissful moments later, we begin to end our long embrace, and our lips leave each other, if only momentarily, so that we can relax more and take our time enjoying our first evening together. As we move away from each other, our eyes once again meet and the mouths which were just melded together smile in unison. Still feeling somewhat giddy with pleasure, we seemingly float around to the other side of the couch, take a seat very near each other and begin to talk about our mutual trips getting to the hotel. For me, I had taken a morning flight out to see you and arrived at the hotel a few hours earlier. I tell you how I wanted to be here early enough to get everything in order so that we would only be concerned with enjoying each other. For you, the car ride over was only a half hour or so, but you relay that it seemingly took forever. You mention how much you adored the jewelry and that while you would never dream of accepting such an expensive gift so early on in a relationship, you didn't want to disappoint me by not wearing it. I just laughed slightly and told you that we will see about whether or not you'll be keeping it later, but that the gift was bought expressly for you and I would be heartbroken if you returned it. You also tell me how sexy you felt wearing the bra and panties that I bought for you. And when you put on the dress for the first time this evening, you further say you had never felt more incredible. My response is that I am glad you liked it and that I hope we can surpass even that incredible feeling of yours tonight. As we continue to small talk about the past two days, the past few weeks of knowing each other, I pour us both a glass of champagne, toast to a wondrous night filled with such hope and dreams, and take our first sip. The champagne tastes delicious over our tongues, bubbling its way down our throats and settling inside of us. After the first sip, you confess that you have not shared a glass of champagne with someone in a long, long time. I nod in understanding and tell you that I hope it is the first of many. Now, what would champagne be without strawberries? Next to the ice bucket on the table is a small bowl of a dozen plump, red strawberries. I incline my head over to the bowl and ask if you would like me to feed you, to which you can only nod in agreement. So taking the bowl in one hand, I pick out what I believe to be the most perfect strawberry in the bunch and carefully bring it up to your lips. Your mouth opens up, inviting my fingers and the fruit towards it, and then you slowly bring your teeth down, biting the strawberry and tasting its sweetness, chewing on it and swallowing it. After another sip of champagne to wash it down, you smile and whisper, "Mmmmmmmm." Our First Night Our short feast of words, champagne and strawberries continues for a brief while as we begin to relax more and allow ourselves to enjoy the comfort of being close to each other. And as we finish our second glass of champagne, I take your glass and place it back on the table, lean towards you and kiss you softly. "Would you like to dance?" I whisper, offering you my hand. Accepting this invitation, we rise from the couch and move over to a spot in the foyer, your heels able to move a little easier on the tile floor versus the carpet. I slip out a small remote control from my pant pocket, aim it in the direction of the entertainment set, and turn on the CD player. For our first dance, I have chosen one of my favorites songs, "Something About The Way You Look Tonight," by Elton John. At the very least, I thought it was appropriate considering how fantastic you look and how wonderful you are making me feel. As the music begins to play softly, I take you in my arms and we begin to find a rhythm together that matches the sweet sound echoing throughout the room. Our eyes meet and hold the gaze, knowing that while this moment can not last forever, this night could very well be the beginning of something incredible. Your head falls against my chest, and we begin to dance slowly to the rhythm, our hips moving back and forth, our hearts beating together. With my hands around your waist, I take one and slowly move it up your spine, caressing your skin, deliberately gliding my hand up to the back of your neck, and massaging it softly. Holding the base of your head gently, I bring your head up to mine and kiss you sweetly on your lips again. It is a soft kiss, a romantic kiss. Unlike the other embraces we have shared tonight, this one is a product of all the incredible possibilities that await us beyond the bedroom. This is a foreshadowing of such sweet pleasure yet to come. Breaking off from this dreamlike state, the first song ends, leading to a hotter beat, a light jazz sound with a very deep, erotic undertone. As if taking our cue from the change in rhythm, our bodies part slowly and we begin to change our movements. Your hips are sliding seductively to and fro, your arms and head rock suggestively. My entire body is being hypnotized by yours as you grin slyly towards me, knowing the sensuous effect you are having over me. Encouraged by my reactions to your movements, you begin to let go further, your rhythm now exaggerated further by the heat rising within you. This delicious dance is turning into a show just for me. This time you are in control. You are directing this scene for both of us, and you know it. You are enjoying it very much, as you continue to move just for me. Signaling me to follow you, you lead me towards the bedroom, stopping only momentarily to take in the room itself, a king-sized bed surrounded by candles, the distinct scent of lavender in the air. You turn your head slightly to one side, look back and me, and blow me a kiss. While still staring back at me, you motion with one of your fingers for me to come closer, which I dutifully obey. Walking slowly towards you, you turn around and reach out to me, pulling me hard towards you, our mouths engaging in a tongue-sucking kiss, compliments of the sweltering, sexy jazz echoing throughout the room as well as the heated passion boiling inside both of us again. Pushing me away after a short embrace, you motion me over towards the bed, where I sit down on the edge of the bed with you standing before me. As the second song ends, a third just like it begins, egging you on more. Now the dance becomes a sensuous salsa you are performing for an audience of one. Your eyes close gently as you fall fast away into the moment. Your hands slowly roam your body, beginning at your thighs, gliding up over your stomach towards your breasts, accentuating your curves, moving them up to your neck as you lean your head back. Moving your fingertips through your hair, I can only sit there and take in this sight. My penis is full and throbbing now for you. I am beginning to burn with lust to have you again. Sensing my increased anticipation, you open your eyes and look down at me, walk closer, and spread your legs apart so that they are flanking either side of my closed legs. You lift one up and over me, a knee supporting yourself on the bed. My hands reach out to your waist to hold you, and you repeat the action with your other leg, know straddling me, your knees finding the mattress on either side of me, our crotches pressed against each other. Your hands cup both of my cheeks and you lower your mouth to mine, another heated embrace, with the electricity passing through both our bodies. My hands pull you closer to me, my hands holding you tight now. The passion is so thick in the air, it is weighing down against my chest. Our lips explore each other, dancing together now, our moans drowning out the background music. With the kiss, we begin to transition from the romantic undertones of only a few minutes ago back into the state of pure lust and desire which we let loose upon your arrival into the hotel suite. Another journey towards ecstasy awaits us. That paradise of passion and pleasure is calling both our names. Chapter Three – A Fabulous Feast Straddling me on the bed, your hands take hold of my chest and push me backwards, my head is sent back, crashing against the firm mattress. Your body follows, its full weight being forced atop me, an almost animalistic behavior erupting from within your typically demure being. This sudden action both alarms me momentarily and excites me furiously. Your hands hold out my arms on either side of my body while your mouth searches out my neck and earlobes. It was only a matter of time before all the pent-up sexual frustrations and the anticipation of the past month would well up inside and launch itself from our bodies, ready to join in the action and take our pleasure to another level. Your mouth is now hungrily kissing and suckling on my earlobes and neck. Your hands slide up to mine and your fingers interlock with mine, making a tight fist together as our bodies writhe together against the mattress. Your hips are grinding vigorously against my crotch, the heat from both of us raising the temperature in the room. I can feel the warmth of your pussy rubbing against my throbbing cock, not even an inch away from each other, but separated by four different layers of clothing. I think to myself, "so close and yet so far away." Your mouth now makes it way down my chest, your hands leaving mine as you prop yourself back up, kneeling over top of me, and you slowly unbutton my shirt. Your eyes fix upon mine, a devilish grin washing across your face, your fingers speedily working on the task at hand, undoing the buttons on my shirt, untucking it from my pants and revealing my upper body to you. Immediately you lower your mouth back down to the top of my chest, peppering it with soft tender kisses, your lips are becoming increasingly intentional in their direction, descending down and taking one of my nipples in your mouth, playing with it between your lips, nibbling on it softly, and rolling your tongue back and forth across it. The feel of the silk sheets against my back and your hot mouth working my chest are providing a mix of such sweet sensations I have never before experienced. Your hands by this time have helped slide your body down further off me, positioning your body for an even lower descent. Helping you out with this sensuous foreplay, I try my best to slide up farther on the bed, all the time trying not to lose or inhibit the contact of your luscious mouth against my body. Your mouth still hungry, you search out my other nipple, planting tender kisses along the path, finding it, you give it the same affection and loving you just provided the other. My body is nearing ecstasy from only your mouth. Your stomach is pressing against my crotch and my penis is throbbing harder and faster than ever. Your lips retreat from my chest and begin to trace a line down along my stomach, stopping momentarily to once again pepper my skin with soft tender kisses, light licks with your tongue, and even a few tiny nibbles with your teeth. Your hips move further down my body and as your mouth finds an obstacle of clothing in front of your path, you pull up off me, slide further down the bed and begin to work your hands at my belt and zipper. Only a few seconds later, your work is halfway done, my belt undone and my zipper pulled down. At your silent command, I slowly thrust my hips up as you grab both my pants and boxers at the waist and pull them down over my hips and thighs, over my knees, and off of my ankles. Pulling my pants off of me, you stand up and throw them to the side of the bed on the floor. Laying there before you, completely naked except for my socks, you pull them off too and look me over from toe to head, slowly, deliberately. Then, ever so slowly, you kneel back down on the bed between my legs, taking your soft, warm hands and placing them on the inside of my knees and spreading my legs apart, opening me up to you. Your warm hands begin to glide upon my inner thighs, as you lower your mouth back down to my body and once again begin to pleasure me with your mouth. Starting just above my knees, you make sure to cover every inch of both my thighs with soft, tender kisses and short, quick licks. Making your way up my legs, my erection standing at full attention and eagerly awaiting you, I can feel your warm breath blowing gently over my skin and up towards my cock. The heat that is growing inside of me is beginning to boil now, so anxious for the warm, wet confines of your mouth and pussy. As your mouth comes up, your cheek brushes lightly across my throbbing penis. Your lips search around it, barely an inch away from the base of my cock, purposefully teasing me by prolonging my anticipation. As your lips work both sides of my legs, making sure to cover my abdomen and hip area with kisses, you rise slightly, look me in the eyes, and ask me if I am ready for you. All I can do is gaze back down at the magnificent sight unfolding before my eyes and nod. Once again you have me entranced and you know it. A slight grin once again takes over your face, and you lower your mouth down, keeping your eyes locked to mine, and take me all the way inside, pushing my cock deep against your throat. With this, my mind races and my eyes cannot help but close in sweet delight, your lips closing down around my prick and massaging it up and down. Your tongue searches out my long, hard shaft, your mouth enjoying the fullness and the warmth inside of you. One hand takes hold of the base, the other cupping and fondling my balls. Your pace is slow and intentional. You want me to feel your lips and tongue; you want to feel me pulsating inside of you. Unhurried, your head rises and falls, pierced by my hard cock, feeling your loving mouth sucking and licking it. With each ascent, your tongue teases the head, slicking all around it, before joining your lips in its descent, licking along the shaft. You are working your magic upon me. Your hands in concert with your mouth are bringing me closer and closer with each pumping motion. You can feel my eruption nearing. My entire body is responding to your touch now. My hips are joining in the rhythm you set, rising and falling to accentuate your movements. My hands reach out above my head to the wall, pushing back off it, I can feel my body tensing up. And at once, with a loud moan, I spend deep inside your mouth, filling you up, the warm cum sliding down your throat as you swallow all that my body has to give you. Bringing me back down from my roaring climax, you slowly continue to run your lips over my shaft, cleaning me off, loving me a few moments longer. And when you feel the blood withdraw from my cock, my erection slowly abating, you slide up along my body, kissing my stomach and then my chest, and nuzzling your face against my neck. With one of my hands, I raise your head towards mine, lower my lips to yours, kiss you sweetly, and whisper, "Thank you." "Mmmm," you reply. "I am just waiting for you to return the favor soon." And with that invitation of sorts, I pull you closer to me, hold you tight, and sigh, "It would be my pleasure. But first, I have a surprise for you." I kiss your lips once more and then I get up from the bed and disappear into the next room for a moment. Sitting up after I leave, you wonder what the surprise could be. That smile reappears on your face as you know it could be just about anything, and right now, anything will most definitely do. Your head is still spinning over the past half hour since you arrived, the sweet welcome we shared at the doorway, and the way you took over on the bed after our seductive, suggestive dance. And that was only thirty minutes. What might the rest of the night hold for us? Your thoughts are broken by my re-entry into the bedroom. Holding the bottle of champagne in one hand, I have our two empty champagne flutes in the other. Walking over to the nightstand, I pour us both another glass of champagne and place the bottle on the table. Handing you the flute, I touch mine to yours, smile lightly at you, and then take another sip. Following my lead, you take a sip as well, and then put your glass down on the nightstand. "Come here," you whisper. "I'm ready for you to return the favor now." I smile in response and tell you to lay down on the center of the bed and to close your eyes. After all, I do have a surprise for you. Accepting my suggestion, you reposition yourself on the bed, still completely dressed, minus your shoes which you flicked off your feet while transitioning from the foyer into the bedroom. Closing your eyes, you hear me open the nightstand drawer, pull out something, and then close the drawer. Feeling my weight upon the bed next to you, I lean close to your ear and whisper, "Are you sure you're ready for me?" It is now your turn to nod slowly in agreement. I then move into position to help you undress. Asking you to keep your eyes closed and to feel my touch, I proceed to glide my fingertips over your skin, playing with your body as I begin to slide the dress up over your hips. My fingers dance about your thighs, running my hand lightly over your panties at the crotch, causing more of a stirring inside. I ask you to help me out a little and you move your body as necessary to pull your dress up over your stomach and chest. As I am ready to take it off your shoulders and over your head, I ask you to sit up on the bed. Sliding a hand behind your back, I help you to a raised position and pull the dress completely off you. Sitting there before me wearing only your panties and bra, I take out the small black velvety blindfold I pulled from the drawer a moment ago, and place it upon your head, fixing it over your eyes. "Do not worry, my dear," I reassure you. "This is for your enjoyment, for your pleasure, as you have fantasized about with me many times. I want you to relish my touch. I want you to enjoy me as I have enjoyed you." Any nervousness is now quenched as my words soothe you. My fingers move quickly from the blindfold to your back, finding your bra and unclasping it with ease. With the very tip of my fingers leading the way, I move my hands around to the front of your chest, cupping your firm breasts under your bra, massaging them gently, and feeling your nipples harden in response to my touch. Having to lean over you a little in order to cup both your breasts, my mouth is now close to your ear. I reach out with my lips and kiss it sweetly, extending my tongue to perform a quick dance about your lobe and inner ear. Tracing my way down your neck, I cover your skin with soft kisses. My hands release your breasts, and pull on the lace fabric of the bra and pull it up off your shoulder. With that, my mouth leaves the back of your neck and I slowly lower your back down to the soft silky sheets. Repositioning myself on the bed, I kneel down now between your legs, ready to give you the pleasure you have been waiting and asking for. Your legs are already open for me, your panty-covered pussy almost screaming for me, I lower my hand to your pussy and cup it, holding it, feeling the heat emitting from it. Your body shivers at my first touch, but it wants more, it needs more. Moving my hand up along the elastic band, I slip my fingers around the waistband, adding my other hand to the other side of your hips, and pull your panties down and off of you. And there before me, is revealed a beautifully trimmed pussy. I can tell from the clean shave around the patch of hair that you have taken your time with this task, my mind hoping your care was for my delight. "Mmmmm," I murmur, almost to myself. A little louder I whisper, "Very nice; and very wet." With the same hand that had just cupped your pussy through your panties, I touch it once again, my palm rubbing up against your now excited clit, feeling the direct heat and the moist product of your anticipation. Caressing you in a slow, circular motion, I can feel your body letting loose and giving in to the tremendous pleasure that only my hand is giving you. Continuing this deliberate rhythm, I reach over to the side of the bed and pick up the cold bottle of champagne I brought with me when kneeling back down on the bed in front of you. Taking the champagne bottle, I replace my hand with it, a jolt of cold pressed up against your clit, exciting you immediately and sending a rush of enormous pleasure throughout your body. Holding the bottle there for a moment, I can feel your pulse beat even faster, your legs clamping down around the bottle, feeling more of its coolness against your burning hot pussy. Unlike an ice cube you have used in the past, the bottle holds its shape and weight, pressed up tighter against you by your legs and my hand. I slowly move the bottle up and down against you, the moisture already beading on the side of the bottle coupled with your own moistness provide the right lubrication. Your body is in heaven at something you have never felt before. And with one quick movement, I pull the bottle away and lower my mouth down onto your clit, clamping my lips down tight on either side and blowing a stream of hot air against your skin, touching off another set of fires within you. The extreme contrast of the cold bottle followed by my hot breath sends more chills throughout your body. Not stopping there, my tongue begins its feast, licking away at your excited clit, running my tongue back and forth and all around it, searching it out, loving it sweetly, circling it, tasting it. My lips slowly moving around you, my tongue finding its way down along that wet channel leading to that sweet, sweet paradise. Licking and kissing your tender, responsive skin, each touch from my lips and every lash of my tongue shoots the pleasure like lightning through your veins. Your sugary taste only adds to my deep-seeded hunger, wanting more and more with each passing moment of sweet bliss. My hands begin to roam your body as well, starting at the inside of your thighs, caressing them, massaging your legs, and then moving upward to your hips, holding them and pulling you back towards me, my mouth grinding against your pussy now, the heat swelling within us as our inhibitions melt away and your moaning becomes like music to my ears. My fingertips gracefully glide over your stomach, towards your breasts, cupping them once again, massaging them more passionately, more forcefully. My mouth and hands ravaging your body as you have wanted for so long. Your pussy is responding to my mouth by excreting more of your syrupy juices. Not getting enough of you, my tongue searches for the source and enters your sweet folds, sliding my tongue inside of you. I can feel your pussy welcome my arrival by milking my tongue, enveloping it completely, inviting me deeper inside of you. Your body, like Mt. Vesuvius, is ready to erupt again as your body shudders with such wondrous delight. Our First Night My tongue escapes the tight confines of your pussy only to make its way back up to your eager clit, loving it again, moving speedily back and forth across it. Meanwhile my fingers have discovered your erect nipples, reaching out to me to be caressed and played with. Taking them between my forefinger and thumb, I give them the attention they have been yearning for, pinching them slightly and turning them, tugging on them and tweaking them. My hands grope at your breasts with the same heat as my mouth is attacking your pussy. With every lick and kiss of your pussy and each fingering of your breasts, you continue to climb nearer to your climax. So very close now, you reach down to my hands and press them hard against your chest, your legs clamp tight around my body forcing me closer to you. Your entire body tenses up, feeling the first wave crash hard, drenching me with your delight, wave after wave following. My mouth continues to search your pussy, my actions more tender and soft as the tide drifts away and the last wave of your climax meets the shore of our paradise and dissolves. Your hands release mine from your breast and they lightly make a path down along your body, ever gently caressing your skin. My tongue makes one final passage up your warm, wet slit, finds your now-satisfied clit, kisses it sweetly, and then rises with my head up and off of you. Climbing the bed and laying down next to you, I pull your body over to mine and hold you there against my chest, feeling your warmth against me. Your breathing returns to normal, your eyes open and meet mine in a long, silent note of thanks. Softly you kiss my chest and both of us find another kind of ecstasy in the simple act of holding each other. Chapter Four – A Luxurious Lather The evening is still so very young and we have already spent ourselves twice. Laying here on the bed with your head against my chest feels so comfortable and so familiar. And to think, this is still only the beginning. I have a few other surprises for tonight and I know we have many more things left to explore together. First things first, I ask if you would like to relax a little more and pamper ourselves a little bit. Inquiring what I have in mind, I kiss your forehead, and tell you that the bath tub is sized for two people and that I have been dreaming about taking a nice, luxurious bubble bath with you, soaking away our stress, and preparing ourselves for even more pleasure. Accepting my idea with a small kiss on my chest, we both rise from the bed, and make our way towards the bathroom. I trail slightly behind you after collecting the champagne flutes and the now lukewarm bottle of champagne. As I follow you, I take you in, staring at your beautiful body from behind. I think to myself, "Absolutely gorgeous." The fine curves of each of your legs, meeting together in a sweet embrace of flesh around your hips and ass. The outline of your back, your sweet spine, the way your hair falls lightly upon your shoulders and upper back. My body is beginning to tingle again at the very recent memory of feeling you beside me and enjoying the taste and softness of your skin. Before joining you in the bathroom, I go to the refrigerator, deposit the first champagne bottle in the waste bin and retrieve another from the refrigerator. Walking into the bathroom, I see you leaned over the edge of the tub, turning the knobs and allowing the warm water to fill the basin. How I wish my hands were free right now to grab out to your hips and pull you back against me. I think by know you've figured out my passion for touching you, for feeling your skin against mine, for kissing you, and for licking you. And if you have not figured out that part of the mystery yet, then this evening will continue to play witness to that fact. Turning around slightly, you notice me standing behind you and meet my smile with one of your own. Your eyes then trail further down my body, taking it in as well, finding my love dart already coming back to life, still full of blood, glistening from the sticky remains of your saliva mixed with my semen. Your gaze takes over you and another lust rush soars through you. It has been a long time since you have felt this constant yearning for pleasure, a hunger that is never satisfied, and while it is still so new and a little uncertain, it is so very welcome. The popping of the cork from the champagne bottle brings you back from your thoughts momentarily. Seeing the bottle in my hand and the fragrant gases escaping from the opening, you think back quickly to the sweet satisfaction the cold bottle gave you. And the blindfold, such a delicious treat. But of course, my mouth is what still has you tingling all over and wanting more. As you turn back to the tub and tend to your duty of filling it with warm water and soapy bubbles, I pour us both another glass of champagne and offer you the flute. The combination of pleasure and further anticipation coupled with the champagne is causing a light intoxication in both of us. This evening still is like a dream, both of us walking through it hand in hand, living out our most sensuous fantasies. After our first sip, I lower my mouth to yours, place another kiss upon your sweet lips and then glance towards the bath tub. The large basin is nearly half-filled with water and bubbles. It is just about ready for us to enter into it and sink away together. With another gaze at each other, I hold out my hand to help balance you as you step into the tub, feeling the warmth against your feet and calves. Following your lead, I enter the tub with you and we both arrange ourselves in the water, sitting down in the tub with you lying between my spread legs. Leaning back against me, you feel the hairs of my chest pressed against your back, the warmth of the water caressing your lower body, the warmth of my chest and arms caressing your upper body. And with my mouth barely an inch or so away from your sweet skin, I search it out with my lips, placing a few light kisses upon your shoulder and neck. And there we lay together in the warm bubble bath, feeling the water wash over us, partially submerged within its cleansing and relaxing depths, and it is there when you turn your head towards mine and meet my lips with a sweet kiss, our tongues searching each other, our lungs breathing in the other's essence. A pure kiss, filled with gratitude towards the experiences we have already shared, anticipation towards the night which still lays ahead of us. Lowering our glasses on the edge of the tub, our lips are joined by roaming hands, sliding easily over our wet bodies, exploring each other and holding the other closer and closer. Our blood begins to boil again, the heat rising within us. Your hand steals away down my stomach and finds my erect penis there bobbing to and fro in the simulated undercurrent. Grasping my cock, you slowly massage it up and down, your silky, soapy fingers gliding easily over my most sensitive skin. My lips massage your upper and lower lip separately, our tongues lashing out now at each other, our mouths once again finding that rhythm all our own, so comfortable to both of us, yet still so mysterious and new. My hands reach out to your breasts, cupping them again and massaging them. I take your hard nipples between my fingers to pinch and tweak them. The familiarity of my hands upon your body does not stop it from responding as if every touch is the first, capable of sending such waves of pleasure throughout your body. And after a few more minutes of this hot and steamy embrace, we bring each other back down, content for now to keep the passion and lust alive, to allow the intoxication of the alcohol to settle in and for our bodies to renew themselves for what is sure to be a night of the sweetest passion and pleasure. Holding you there in the bath tub, with my arms wrapped tight around you, pulling you back against me, I begin to whisper to you. You close your eyes in order to concentrate on my soft voice, reminiscent of the many evenings spent on the phone, masturbating to the sound of my voice unfolding such delicious stories conjured up just for you and I. As I whisper to you, I remind you of the way we felt when inside each other for the first time tonight. How incredible you looked both in and out of your dress. I tell you how soft and smooth your skin felt at my touch, how sweet and scrumptious your skin tasted, and how incredible your mouth felt tasting me. My words are like an aphrodisiac to you. Your body begins to slip further away into this private paradise we have created for each other. My words whispered in your ear become more descriptive, beginning to reveal more of what I have in store for you tonight. As my words tell you of such sweet pleasure, my hands begin to gently roam your body again. I then reveal the next fantasy of yours that I want to fulfill. I ask you, with your eyes closed and your body so tense with expectation, whether you are ready for me to shave your pussy as you have always wanted. Your eyes open quickly, your mind straining to recall what I just said. Did he really tell me he wanted to shave me? You ask yourself. Your body is suddenly confused. The dream of this moment has been so strong in your psyche that you cannot actually believe the offer has been made. The decision is yours. And while the mere thought of having this kind of fulfillment is enough to send you over the edge, your cooler side is telling you to wait until you are fully ready to enjoy me. With your two sides battling it out, I sense your hesitation and tell you that it is okay if you want to wait. At that, your body begins to respond for you, scooting back against my cock in the tub, rubbing it against your firm ass cheeks, your hands reaching out to mine, taking one of them and bringing it down towards your pussy. And as if my hand were a razor, you bring my finger from the top of your pubic hair, down along your hairline in one stroke, bring it back up to the top and repeat the action. And with that silent response, the journey towards ecstasy will continue. The scene will be set for us to fulfill yet another fantasy of yours. To take such care of you, to have you instill such trust, and most importantly of all, to give you such incredible pleasure as you have not known. That is what is in store for both of us. At the sudden knowledge that your body has answered positively, your mind is finally convinced that this is truly what you want, you turn around again and lock your lips to mine, another heated embrace taking shape. This time though your hands ask me to move up to the edge of the hot tub, out of the water. Your body is now overcome with such pure lust, you wait until my cock just barely surfaces, and then you wrap your fist around it, and with one long motion, pull your skin hard from the base to the tip, wiping off as much of the soapy water as possible. Once your hand was made its full stroke, you replace it with your mouth, now so hot to taste me again and thank me for feeding your desires the way I have. Your hungry mouth devours me, taking me deep inside of you, hard against the back of your throat, tasting me, smelling the sweet fragrance of my skin and the soapy water. Your tongue darts back and forth against my underside. Your one hand holds my cock in place at the base, your other hand lightly caressing the inside of my thighs and playing tenderly with my hanging sack. Your fingertips stroke my skin, searching underneath me to that ever-tender spot between my scrotum and asshole. Your mouth continuing to suck on me, swallowing my spear hard, consumed with your passion, your long, slender index finger reaches out to my tiny, tight bud, plays with it softly, and then slowly inches inside my ass. A feeling of unique pleasure I have never felt before overcomes me as I feel your finger slide inside of me, massaging my insides, and your mouth now beginning to slow down its pace, finding a rhythm that matches my breathing. My hands are holding out to either side of the slippery porcelain, trying to maintain our balance as you continue to feat upon me, exploring me with your mouth, your lips, and your tongue. Your finger doing things to me I have never felt before, sliding in and out so easily with the lubrication of the soapy water. My hips begin to gyrate back and forth, searching out your rhythm, finding it and meeting your long pumping movements, all the way inside your warm, welcoming mouth, and then all the way out, ending with a full kiss on the head of my cock. Long, deep, slow bobs of your head begin to help me reach my peak. The build-up inside me is tremendous, the anticipation ready to explode for you. Your finger can sense my muscles tightening, your mouth milking my cock, you slow down your rhythm further, allowing me to feel your lips fully against my cock, your tongue hungry to taste me, my ass feeling every inch of your finger as you slide in and out of me. And as your mouth descends on me again, I let go a furious moan, my body tenses up tightly, and I cum hard in your mouth, my pleasure spilling forth and filling you up. Hungrily taking me inside of you, the warmth consuming you, your mouth relaxes slightly and you begin to slowly ease off of me, licking me clean, running your tongue over your lips so as to not deprive yourself of any of your reward. Your finger slowly slides out of me, a little play with the entrance of my tiny bud as you exit it, and we slide back down into the water again, taking on our now-customary position of you laying between my legs, your back pressed up against my chest. Holding you there a few more minutes, just basking in this latest release, I gently kiss your earlobe and whisper, "Thank you. And, are you ready for me now?" Chapter Five – A Sensuous Shave Without any further hesitation, you kiss my cheek and rise to get out of the bathtub. Your body again glistening with water, the candlelight dancing off your body, you are breathtaking. While I recover from your latest gift of pleasure, I get up slowly from the relaxing bath, step out of the tub after you, and reach for a towel. Drying each other off a bit, I relay to you that I want you to go into the bedroom ahead of me and lay down on the bed. As you leave the bathroom and head off to towards the scene of our next fantasy, I dry myself off and gather some supplies. I reach for an extra towel, a dry washcloth, some shaving cream, and a fresh razor. I further take a small bowl I brought and fill it with lukewarm water. My arms full of the instruments, I head back to the bed room where I find you awaiting me on the bed. Looking at me hold the razor and bowl and shaving cream, another jolt of energy and excitement shoots throughout your body. You never thought this would come to pass that a man would actually fulfill this sweet fantasy of yours. The care and time and devotion it would take to make you feel this relaxed and to actually give you this satisfaction have always seemed fictional. And now, here we are, about to embark on another part of our journey, and it is about to happen. Your desires continue to be satiated. Your fantasies continue to come true. Walking next to you, I place everything in my hands at the side of the bed on the floor. I then lay down on the bed next to you and ease my mouth down to your shoulder and kiss it gently, tracing a line up along your collar bone, up your neck, over your cheek, finding your lips and embracing you sweetly. Our kisses have grown more passionate and sensuous, with more warmth than heat; our tongues have basked in the comfort of knowing each other, talking like two old friends, licking each other tenderly. Breaking off this short kiss, I lean over you and begin to re-apply the blindfold. I whisper to you that I want you to feel this happening to you and not simply see it. Before I lower the blindfold all the way down over your eyes, I tell you to take one last look at the small patch of hair atop your pussy. You look down and see it slightly matted by the bath's water as well as your own moistness. Briefly you try to picture what it will look like in a few minutes, but the idea is purged from your head quickly as the blindfold is lowered down completely, fit snug around your head. You now know it is your sense of touch and sound that will help you experience this erotic scene. Your head fills with such images of me kneeling down in front of you, your legs spread wide, the shaving cream, the warm water. These thoughts dance about your head, turning you on further, feeling your body tensing at just the thought of this fantasy actually being played out. It still seems so foreign to you, but at the same time, so very close to reality. Before I slide back down to begin our newest session, I take both of your hands and slowly bring them up over your head, and when they meet, I take both of your hands in one, hold them there, and reach over to the side for something else I have planned. Pulling out a pair of leather restraints, I affix them to your wrists, whispering to you to trust me and I will take you places you have never been. As the restraints clamp down around your wrists, you realize the insides are lined with some kind of soft, plush fur, making the restriction of your movements less hurting, actually enhancing the incredible anticipation which is, by now, consuming your entire body. Moving up towards the head board, I hook a small rope to a loop on the restraints and feed it through the frame of the head board, securing it in place and asking you softly if you can move. After signaling you cannot, demonstrating it for me by wriggling your hands around unsuccessfully, I kneel up on the bed and take you in. Your hands held down by the restraints, your eyes covered by the blindfold, you look positively delicious. A slight grin is developing on your face as you allow yourself to feel more at ease with this new, semi-strange situation. Your thoughts once again conflicted as to whether you should relax and go with it, or plead to be let go. Your first thought overcomes the second, your grin widens further, and you whisper that you are so ready for me. At that, I slide down your body and position myself between your legs. I slowly slide one hand under your ass and pull it up off the bed, sliding the towel underneath you. Wanting to keep things neat and tidy, the towel tells you that this will be not only a very erotic experience because of the sensuality of it, but a very tender one because of the precision and care I will take it doing it full and doing it right. With the towel spread out underneath you, I lower your ass back down to it and begin to arrange the other instruments next to me on the bed. Taking both my hands, I place each on the inside of either thigh and slowly spread them wide. I tell you to hold them there so I have full access to take care of the job completely. With each word and with each touch, you slip further and further away into this dream of ours. You can glimpse me there in front of you, carefully inspecting each of the tools, spreading them out on the bed, and preparing to shave that sweet, eager pussy of yours. I hold the bowl of warm water in one hand and lightly dip my other hand into it, cupping some water and moving it over to your body, atop your clit. I then allow the water to run down over my hand and onto your clit, the rush of water and its warmth sending another bolt of lightning through your veins. This is it. The first direct action towards this heavenly experience of having a man take care of you and pamper you to the limits of your imagination. This is merely the first step towards that paradise you have only conjured in your dreams. The sound of the shaving cream canister being shaken brings you back from that thought. After a few seconds, the distinct sound of shaving cream being discharged onto my open palm is heard. The next sensation you feel is the cool shaving cream matting around your pubic hair, my fingertips massaging it into your skin, covering the entire area. My fingers help spread some of the shaving cream down along either side of your tender slit, meticulously coating every spot which has even one hair stemming up from it. Our First Night... Part 1 She is driving here from Nantes – around four hours of traffic in a wee tin box made by Peugeot. It might have trick sliding doors but it's suspension is too hard for comfort. It has to be to cope with it being so tall and it's interior is toc-toc plastic – it dates from a time when Peugeot didn't understand the phrase "perceived quality". She will be tired when she gets here. It will probably be past nightfall – I'll be ready and waiting for her. She calls to let me know she is entering the town now – I knew it already; I can feel her presence growing larger inside of me. I'm outside the apartment building, waiting to wave her in to the underground parking. I can see her car approaching, but the headlights dazzle me and I can't yet see her... What's that? Oh, her name? It's Zoé. I try to contain my excitement – I feel like I'm ten years old again and all my Christmases are coming at once. Zoé will think I'm a bit retarded if I start jumping around in the street (and the neighbours too!) so I take a deep breath and try to slow my heart down. There, Zoé has spotted me and she rolls up in front of the entrance to the underground garage. My first instinct is to rip the door open and end these weeks of waiting, but we are in the middle of the street and I should stay calm... I wave for her to follow me and I skip off down the spiral path that leads to two floors down, she follows hesitantly, the path is steep, tightly curved and poorly illuminated after the glare of street-lights outside. I have to stop at the first level down to let her catch back up – damn woman, why is she teasing me! Her space awaits. If I could have painted it and put red carpet down, I would have. Her reversing into the space is appalling – I try not to look as I'm sure being observed makes it worse – somehow she gets into the space without leaving paint on the walls and the engine falls finally silent. We observe each other awkwardly through the windscreen – no one knows what to say. OK Peugeot, sliding doors make sense in a narrow parking bay, so thanks for that... I approach the driver's door and I can see her radiant smile flashing at me as she starts to open the door. As I get closer, she is already half way out of the car and by the time she is stood up, I'm in front of her, as close as I dare. Seemingly by mutual agreement, neither of us says a word... I'm not thinking clearly, but my hands find themselves either side of her face – I can feel the sweet warmth radiating from her and her smile grows broader. I whisper for her to stay still. I want to drink in this vision without being disturbed. Zoé obeys (a first!) and my hands lightly caress her cheeks. Her dark hair falls either side of her face, framing it perfectly and I can feel the individual strands tickling my fingers. I let my hands move further into this nest of hair – tugging lightly so that her face starts to point slightly upwards. Unconsciously, I have moved closer, I can feel a heat between us of an intensity that I've never felt before – is this what happens when two lovers have been forced to endure separation – what law of physics can explain this? But we have never been lovers, just corresponders – how can this moment be so intense? My fingers are rummaging in her hair now – I don't know what they are looking for, but it doesn't matter, my body is on auto-pilot and each part of me is feeling electric shocks from I know not where. With her head slightly tilted upwards, I bend mine towards her. My lips graze her forehead, then her cheeks, then lightly, as if not to wake her, my lips touch hers. I swear I can feel her heart racing – or is it mine reflected back from her body? Slowly, trembling, I try to grab her lower lip with mine. Her mouth starts to open to allow me and I start to suckle on her lips. Zoé wants more, she presses closer, she can feel how aroused I am and we're only in the car park. Her mouth is starting to push back on me now. I am no longer chasing her lips, I am fighting for air! Our mouths have become one, our tongues are new best friends and my legs feel weak. Oh joy, Zoé is here at last!!! When I finally get a chance, I break the kiss, only to place kisses all over her face. I can't stop! My arms are around her now and squeezing like there is no tomorrow, if the car could protest, it would. My mouth wants some of that gorgeous neck but my brain is starting to regain control over the automatisms and I come back to kiss her again. Kissing tenderly now, no rush, breathing under control, enjoying this moment. I have no idea how long we kissed – but it passed all too quickly when the brain decided that we shouldn't pass the night in a car park! Stupid brain! Finally we speak – the usual ça-va? bonne route? etc. We have time for this later on – let's grab those bags and get you upstairs. Four hours in a car equals a nice long shower and a light snack as a minimum. The main course will come later... Part 2 As usual, a woman brings too much luggage with her... but the reward is worth the effort to finally see this creature before me. For nearly three months we've written and talked, laughed and cried. Writing allows things to be said and re-said if the first time wasn't precise enough (the magic of the backspace button!). Phone calls and even Facetime from the tree of life are fine, but they too have their limits. Body language is the missing element – the ability to reinforce a point with a light tap on the arm or a squeeze and a hug to denote affection. Our bodies missed each other during those three months, but now is the time to catch up! I'd created space in the small wardrobes in the apartment and she'd quickly filled them up. I could hear the shower running and I longed to be in there with her, but after four hours of driving, she needed her space and I understood that. I told her to dress lightly as the evening was warm and we were not planning on going anywhere, there was a dressing gown ready for her – but she could choose to dress however she felt. Even folded cardboard would look sexy on this woman! I was at the kitchen – pretending to be a great chef while in reality, exploiting the marvels of the micro-wave. I was preparing a warming, hearty dish that can either be liquid like a soup or thicker like a stew, depending on how much coconut milk you use. It also contained a strong dose of shredded root ginger – as if we needed any aphrodisiac! Wine or beer? The meal is too strong for most palates to appreciate a wine. I was going with a hoppy local beer and there was a Rosé available if Zoé chose wine. The shower had stopped. The only noise now was Mr iTunes, busy choosing anything and everything from it's repertoire. The food was ready – all I was missing was Zoé. I asked if she needed anything hoping to get a glimpse into the bathroom but the reply was neutral – all was well, she would be there soon – there was laughter in her voice – that is sooo damn sexy! Two minutes later, an eternal two minutes for me, there she stood. The darkness of the apartment and the contrast of the lights in the bathroom behind her created a perfect frame. Her robe clung to her in all the right places – she has a silhouette that would have even woken up a member of parliament. The curves are there and plenty of them – no doubt about it, this woman knew how to seduce me and I was hooked! I took her hand and kissed it lightly – I briefly had the idea to start nibbling those fingers but the brain reminded me that we needed to eat – we would need our energy later on. I rose up to her face and we kissed silently for a while, but our hands started straying and the temperature was rising – time for a cool drink and some calories for our bodies. Dragging myself away from her sweet lips was not easy but I took her hand and led her to the sofa. A two seater – perfect for lovers who like to feel the other close to them. "Sit down, I'll fetch your meal – wine or beer?" She went for the beer – which suited me just fine, we could share our impression of this local brew. Zoé seemed to appreciate the meal – it is a simple dish I've loved for many years but a first for her. We talked about food, we talked about our plans for the next 48hours we talked about anything and everything – and all the while, iTunes would surprise us with something out of the blue. However, I was distracted... seriously distracted. For three months I'd waited for this to happen. In July, it was just fun to exchange words and challenge each other's opinions and positions. In August, it strangely became more serious and we spoke deeply of our feelings via mail and FaceTime. In September, it was UNbearable so strong was the desire – but now here we were, side by side, October was here, and just inches separated the blood coursing in our respective veins and arteries. The food was gone. It wasn't a large meal but enough calories to get us through the night with the quinoa as an excellent source of long lasting carbohydrate. I took a second beer and Zoé followed suit – the beer must like her a lot, for her smile was getting wider by the minute or my eyes were deceiving me. When I brought the second beer back, I made sure to sit really close – any closer and I'd have been sat on her. My body was turned towards her and one of my knees was playing with one of hers... we chinked our beers together – "To us" we said in unison. Kissing someone is fun – but it had been a long time since I had kissed another for more than a few moments. Our beers found their way (I don't know how) onto the small table and our lips found each other's. She squirmed to get a better angle on me and we looked at each other's faces. What were we looking for? I don't know but I wanted to inspect every part of this face in front of me – there are more individual muscles in a face than in the whole of the rest of the body – each muscle tells a story and cannot lie. I wanted to kiss each and every one of them to reassure them that whatever happened between us, wherever this story took us, we wouldn't hurt each other – we would be content to enjoy the moments that brought us together. Zoé has lips that are tender and plump – her Asian origins are visible and all the more delicious for that. I cannot remember kissing someone for so long. I would make forays to her eyes and then come back to those lips. The ears asked for attention, they received what they desired – from there I was tempted by the neck, a neck that stretched on forever and responded to each and every touch. My kisses were becoming rough now, the more of this flesh I tasted, the crazier I was becoming, if I hadn't slowed down, I would have tasted blood! Damn, this woman tasted good! Whenever I paused for breath, Zoé was there, she wanted her own piece of the action and she wasn't going to let herself be dominated by me. I have a very short haircut, probably my military days made me comfortable like that, but even so, she found ways to pull on it – to guide me where she wanted my mouth, to ask me for more or to slow me down. She maybe didn't know it, but SHE was in control at that moment. When her mouth was busy exploring my neck, it left some of my brain free to command my arms and legs into exploring elsewhere. My knee, which had started life an hour ago playing with her knees was now happily in a thigh sandwich. Oh my, what thighs, what legs! The ankles start like well turned chair legs and they go on forever – her robe had given up all pretence at covering those legs and the colour caramel is a strong contrast against my pale porcelain skin. My left leg was warm and well protected between hers and her tongue was busy with my neck. I was about ready to explode and all we had done was kiss! My knee could feel another heat – a stronger heat, something was boiling somewhere and it desperately needed exploring. I was being led astray by those legs and before I knew it, Zoé had pushed me backwards and was lying on top of me! Again, our lips were together but this time, our bodies were together too. We were still wearing what we had started with but between my shorts/ t-shirt and her robe, there was now plenty of skin-to-skin contact going on. Each new contact was accompanied by a jolt – a jolt of joy and pleasure. The noises coming from Zoé were getting closer and closer to those of an animal and I was ready to rip her clothes off to get to the rest of her. But this was not my plan. I had to get us back under control – I wanted Zoé like nothing on earth, but I needed to explore her first. You can't make love to a woman you don't know, that's just called fucking! I wanted to know every last nook and cranny of Zoé. She had driven four hours to get here and I was going to make sure that she knew how much I appreciated that. Our kissing was now calm and sensual and I let it continue until a natural pause – sensing that I wanted to say something (how did she know that?), Zoé pulled back slightly from my face. Stupidly, all that came out of my mouth was "I want you"... Idiot, I think she knew that! Then I managed to clear my thoughts and explain how I was going to take care of her. "You've driven four hours, you're now driving me crazy with desire, but first, I'm going to take care of you..." There was a quizzical look on her face, but I mimed for her to be silent and pushed her gently back off me. There were towels on the bed, I don't have a massage table here but the bed will work. The oils had been warming gently all evening and all they were waiting for was Zoé. I pulled Zoé to her feet and explained to her how I would start. She would be face down– if she felt drowsy during the massage, she had permission to let sleep take over, she wouldn't sleep for long, I was going to make sure of that. The blinking of her eyes said yes without a word being spoken – her arms were limp by her side. I reached for a large towel and wrapped it around her using her shoulders to hold it up. With one hand I held the towel closed at the back and the other, I tugged gently on the cord holding her robe together... it came away easily and air hissed in through Zoé's lips... Part 3 The towel was in danger of falling, so I asked her to hold it for a second while I reached for something else – a British Airways 1st Class blindfold from a transatlantic flight some time ago – it is soft and enveloping, Zoé would have no visual distractions while I took care of her. Next came the only instructions she needed – she was to lie face down and her hands were not allowed to touch me. If her hands wanted to do something to herself, that was allowed, but not to me. Taking over supporting the towel around her, I turned Zoé until she could feel the edge of the bed against her shins and holding the towel open, I nudged her to lie down. Two pillows, one either side of the head would allow her space to breathe. I laid the towel over her, covering from her lower back to the top of her thighs. I changed the music to a slower selection and removed my shorts and top – all I wore now were briefs and they were in danger of splitting this woman had me so hard! I moved the oil closer and straddled her thighs. Before starting any contact, I leant forward and felt the heat radiating from her. My lips moved around – alternating light kisses with hot breath. I followed her spine downwards like this, moving the towel out of the way as I progressed. I could feel her squirming and little whimpering noises were challenging iTunes' domination of the room. I took the bowl of oil and poured some into my left palm – rubbing both of my hands together, I let some of the oil drip onto her lower back – she must have felt the warmth as she jumped slightly. Starting low on her back, I started kneading the flesh – softly at first and always alternating each pressure pass with a gentle stroke of the same area. Working my way up the spine, I was drawing broad circles across this magnificent woman. I was also drawing sighs of pleasure and I knew I was on the right path. Having covered her back for what seemed like a good long session, I started to work my way down the sides. The flesh forming the junction between her back and her breasts was a pleasure to work on – at one point, she reached for me and then suddenly pulled back as she remembered the rule. Bad Zoé! I left her back and moved across the bed to start afresh at her feet and work my way up. Damn, she has cute feet – sensitive too. Each toe now had it's own private therapy session – at one point, I had her big toe in my mouth and I could have sucked on that puppy all night long so much it made her squirm. The soles of her feet themselves were too sensitive and I'd have had to tie her to the bed to make that possible... hmmm, maybe next time? As I started on the first ankle, I noticed she had some delicate script tattooed around it – no need to dress something up as beautiful as this I thought, but whatever, it was her body to decide, and I must admit, it was delicately done. The ankles and calves got the same treatment, alternating pressure and caress. I used the opportunity as I was working on her lower legs to gradually inch them apart – just little by little. Her rear was still (just) covered by the towel but there was just enough light to see her femininity waiting for me. She seems to have very sensitive skin behind her knees – they didn't need any pressure as they are mainly sinew, but gentle caressing there was driving Zoé crazy! I ceased working with my hands for a moment and bent down to kiss them... then when I let my tongue wander around there, I heard an new noise. As I looked up, Zoés hands were clutching the mattress like it was rolled up newspaper and her back was arching. Interesting I thought. A nice place to torture her in the future...! My hands went back to work. The thigh and the backside (gluteus-maximus) work hand in hand when running/walking and deserve massaging together. To get a better more fluid line, I like my "patients" to place a cushion under their midriff to lightly raise the buttocks. Zoé moved graciously with hardly any prompting, as if she knew what I needed. As I started on each thigh, the towel naturally found it's place somewhere else, but that somewhere else was not on Zoé. Her thighs were now several inches apart and the stroking was getting more intense. Never breaking contact with my hands, I added more oil to really make things slippery and again, in between each pressure stroke, a gentle, caressing stroke with just my finger tips. Doing this along the inner thigh was making Zoé's body heave as great gulps of air were going in and out. I must admit, I was in danger of losing control myself but I wouldn't have changed places with anybody in the world right now such was the pleasure of seeing her in such wild abandon. Each stroke up her inner thighs was moving me higher and higher. The difference in temperature between her knee and the very top of her legs was significant, there was a fire somewhere in this girl. I started to feel some gentle short hairs tickling my fingers and Zoé was getting agitated – she was starting, maybe without realizing it, to push down against my fingers as they reached the top of each stroke. My fingers had caressed those buttocks like they were making bread and as I reached the end of focusing on them, I let a dribble of fresh warm oil drop down between the cheeks and onto the rose bud of her anus. There was a loud grunt from the pillows where Zoé's head was. I let my fingers trickle gently down where the oil had just gone and ran a circle around her hole... Zoé was trembling. The mound of her vagina was now clearly visible and it looked swollen – I ran a finger down either side feeling the slight brush of well trimmed hair. I let my fingers descend and return but always staying to the sides. Zoés was now trembling, uncontrollably, and I leant forward to gently blow cool air and attempt to chill her womanhood down – wrong – she just trembled even more! The aroma was heavenly – I don't know which pheromone I was smelling, but I wanted to drink it all night long – without thinking, my head was now between her legs and my tongue reached forward to touch her. My breath would have felt hot, but my tongue hotter still as I took one long lick from the area where her clit was hiding, all across those lips and down to the skin just before her ass which is very sensitive. Zoé screamed! A good job the pillows lessened the volume somewhat! Our First Night... Part 4 I needed to turn Zoé over to continue. I nudged her gently to release the pillow below her stomach. She flattened down and I began raining kisses down on her back as I moved upwards across her body. I moved my lips closer to her left ear and flicked my tongue across it. "Zoé, it's time to roll over" I whispered. My hands never broke contact with her as she turned between my thighs. I checked her eyes were still covered and bent down close to her face to remind her of the no_touching_me rule – she could touch herself whenever and however she wanted and she didn't need to ask permission or hesitate. Before I went back to work, I held my face close to hers – she knew I was there and her mouth parted to invite me for a kiss – but I just let my tongue gently tickle her lips. I could see the look of frustration rush across her face so I went back to work before I got bitten! The arms need attention too – and each finger wanted some playtime – they got it! By the time I had finished tweaking and kneading her fingers, the palm had become ultra-sensitive. Running my tongue across it and along the wrist was dangerous as her hand kept trying to grab something – Bad Zoé again! But it was probably my fault, I was enjoying myself more than I thought possible!. Her chest was standing there proudly – two magnificent orbs. Despite her naturally very dark skin, there was still a distinct pattern of suntan lines. I used those lines as a natural guiding road map to caress and nurture - prompting the animal noises coming from Zoé's open mouth. Around and around I went, occasionally, a wrist or the tip of a finger would graze a nipple and a shudder would start and then quickly finish. The intensity was showing as Zoé's head started to flick from side to side depending on where the latest touch had come from. I slowed the motions of the massage to allow my body to lean forward – first the tongue would draw circles around each nipple, the circles were getting smaller and smaller. Then the tongue found it's targets and the lips were brought in as reinforcements. Flicking, sucking, nibbling and gently biting. Zoé's arms were now flailing about – perhaps they wanted to grab me or hit me, but she knew they weren't allowed. That was cruel of me, but she hadn't said stop and I'm just a man, so I kept going! I was now back to those delicious legs. The muscles on the front of the thigh needed work and I was the man for them. Working on those muscles properly, I had to have each leg bent at the knee and I was in between them. I could see her womanhood gleaming up at me. She was beautifully trimmed. The hair there was very short without being spiky, no curly sheep's wool here and just a tuft slightly longer to mark the top. My hands spent a considerable time on those thighs and I stretched the legs up high to ensure that I was getting to all of the muscle that was needed. The sight of her was driving me crazy though – I just wanted to eat her, NOW! After reaching the end of her thighs, I allowed my hands to roam across her lower stomach. My body was still between her legs as I bent lower and lower for a better look. Each hand would cross the lower stomach and then dive down the opposite side of her pussy. Sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly. I let pressure be a variable after that as my fingers caressed the plump skin around her dripping wet slit. She was wet, so damn wet, adding oil was almost a waste but I did it as this was a massage after all! With the tips of two fingers, I nudged the loose folds of skin that cover the clitoris, left then right, then again and again. Each time, a nugghgh sound come from the blindfolded head on the other end of this magnificent body. Then I picked up the pace – occasionally letting the skin fold back to reveal the little nub of pleasure. That was with my right hand, my left was knocking at the door and wanting to be let it. There was no stopping me. One finger, then two. With my hand turned palm up, I could rub the side of her vaginal entrance with the tips of my fingers. Not all women react to this, but Zoé was becoming difficult to control. I let the speed increase with my left hand and with my right, I pulled back the skin over her clit and allowed my tongue free access. At first slowly and then with varying frequency. Zoé's legs were starting to press against my shoulders and the noises were getting louder. Knowing what frequency and when is difficult for a new partner and success is sometimes more down to chance than anything else – but a partner who participates and guides is a blessing and I suddenly felt one of Zoé's hands on the back of my head, then the other. She wanted to control the pace; she wanted satisfaction and on her terms. She was pushing my head intently, and then with the moaning getting louder, her fingers were in front of me – mixing it with my tongue. I let my tongue sink lower and replace my two fingers – I was drinking this woman with each and every passage of my tongue – her back had started to arch and one hand came back behind my head to push me harder into her. She started to tremble from deep inside and her legs were squeezing me harder and harder as she suddenly came in waves – a deep shuddering went through her and a cry of satisfaction shot from her lips. Our movements slowed then stopped as she became ultra-sensitive and couldn't stand any more. I continued to kiss her inner thighs – I was over the moon at how she had reacted – it was as if she knew what she wanted and knew how to get it with my help. We were made for this moment! We paused, soaking up the moment. We were both breathing raggedly and we needed to recover our breath. As her legs relaxed their grip on me, I slid up her body, aided greatly by the oil now on both of us. I kissed a nipple gently on the way which provoked a shudder. With my right hand I pulled a sheet up over us and with my left, I slid the blindfold up and off. As I placed my weight gently upon her, I kissed her deeply. "I hope the night doesn't end" I said gently... Part 5 The oil between us felt great as our bodies stretched mutually against each other. We were looking deep into each other's eyes with an intent that shouted pleasure from the rooftops. Our hands were tightly clasped together and I stretched her arms out way above our heads, playfully nibbling under her shoulders when I wanted to make her squirm – I had an interest, as she moved, my hardness was being caressed by her body so I was not in any position to even think for one minute about stopping. Zoé had a dreamy look on her face and her eternal smile was ever present, in hindsight, I think she was planning the next few hours in her mind and my body was ready – more than ready, I was beyond ready, I wanted to be inside this woman and I was becoming desperate. I was still wearing my briefs and I was not particularly comfortable – but my mind had been otherwise occupied on the creature who was with me up until now. Needless to say, pre-cum had soaked the material through to a point I could not have imagined possible – where did that all come from I wondered! One of Zoés hands managed to free itself from my grasp and was starting to wander – the nails gently stroking my back as the fingers played a tune while wandering lower. When they found the waistband of my briefs – there was a moment where the fingers tapped inquisitively upon it before one finger slipped underneath and started to run around to the side under the material – when it reached the point where our bodies were touching, it could move no further but the silent request on Zoé's face said it all... roll over, I want to explore... As I slid to one side, the arm that was above Zoé's head became my pillow and my head was close to her cheek. I stole the opportunity to take a deep interest in the ear in front of me. This provoked plenty of delicious murmuring sounds from Zoé but soon, I would be the one murmuring deeply... her fingers under the elastic of my shorts had found the head they were looking for. A head that was red with blood and leaking fluid uncontrollably. A head that was screaming for release from it's fabric prison and for the warmth of another's hand upon it. One finger was running in circles around that sensitive head right now and the elastic was being stretched up and over to give the head some room to breathe. With the elastic now stretched, the head and the body were now free – I lifted the lower half of my body up to allow the garment to descend and then kicked it off with my legs. I was now, finally, as naked as Zoé and the heat from her body now had free access to the most sensitive parts of mine. I pressed my hardness against her hip as if she needed any reminding of how much turned on I was – she pushed back and the result rolled me further onto my back with Zoé now on her side and still my head comfortably cradled by her left arm – I was in skin heaven! By now, Zoé's right fingers had re-found their target and they were busy exploring. As an avid cyclist, my legs have been shaven for many years and to eliminate all source of friction, I shave up past the legs and around the balls – this makes for smooth riding and an even smoother sensation when someone is caressing down there! The residue of oil was everywhere and my dick was adding it's own lubrication with each caressing touch. Lightly, the fingers would drag a path up from deep between my legs, following the network of throbbing veins, up the swollen member to the head. Some of the head was protected by the foreskin but it took little teasing for the skin to roll back and the head to be exposed – exposed to a million tiny electric shocks as her fingers ran around it, first one way, then another. All the time, Zoé was observing the effect this was having on me – she probably saw my eyes roll to the back of my head as each new touch brought it's lot of sensations! When her fist enclosed my member and started to gently pump the skin up and down, I groaned loudly and warned that I would not last long, so strong had been my desperation to live this moment. "Don't worry" she replied, "We'll have plenty of other opportunities"... and with these words, the arm that had been my pillow disappeared as it slid out from under me. Zoé's face was in front of mine and one of her nipples was grazing my chest as she bent over to kiss me – deeply, her tongue reaching new, hitherto unexplored corners of my mouth as she insisted. All the time, her right hand was stroking my dick, slowly up and down, sometimes squeezing, sometimes light like a feather. I was groaning now – I wanted this to last but I knew it wasn't going to be possible. As she broke off our kiss, she leant up to close each eyelid with her lips and give me a message to relax... relax??? That was going to be impossible. The next I knew, I could feel her warm breath on my chest as she shuffled lower. My nipples, not normally especially sensitive were on fire as she caressed them with her tongue. A trail of kisses later and I could feel her breath on my penis. At first, the air was cooling, then as she got closer, the warmth got more intense and as her tongue touched the tip, I nearly came right away, only the firmness of her grip on the base of my dick kept me under control! Her tongue was focused on the leaking tip, she was milking me and drinking it up. My head was spiraling and I felt totally out of control. As she decided that the milking was obeying the law of diminishing returns, the tongue started to circle around the head – "Oh God, don't ever stop!" I cried. This was no ordinary blowjob, Zoé was the business and the firm hand around the base was stopping my excitement running away with me. When she had finished with every nook and cranny of the head, her tongue took a trip down to the base and back up again before plunging her head down over the whole thing – oh the pleasure was as intense as the heat from her mouth! She could sense I was dying to let go but she wouldn't let me come, just some deep, slow movements of her mouth with a tongue that went EVERYwhere it wanted! As my mind was desperately searching for a solution to end this sweet torture, she let go of my dick and slid gracefully up to look me in the eye "I need you inside me, NOW. Fuck me Peter, NOW!" I swear to god, a woman who can talk like that when aroused is a woman made in heaven – the average man melts in front of such a request and I was nothing but an average man. I remember gibbering something that sounded unintelligible about the condoms in the bedside drawer – it has been a long time since I used something as protection (for both of us) but she was on them in a flash. Ripping open the packet, I felt a warm sweet hand holding me up away from my belly. The condom was positioned and ready to roll down – and damn, she used her mouth to roll it all of the way down – argghhhhhh! Before I could recover from that latest sweet blow and consider which position to start with, she was astride me and using herself to control and position our bodies. Her sopping wet pussy was pressed against my dick as she looked deeply down at me and held my arms pinned back to the sides of my head. "I'm in charge now dear, I'll say when and how!" I could feel my body starting to tremble, the sensations were so intense. She was using her wetness to slide back and forth across my dick, never letting me enter, just half enveloping me with her soft wet lips. "Oh please" I cried, "I can't take any more. I need release and we'll come back to this... forgive me". I'm not sure she heard me, as her eyes were closed and she was lost in her own sensations – but suddenly, as if it was meant to happen, the head of my dick found her opening – just a centimeter or two – the sensation even with a condom was mind-blowing. Zoé seemed to tense up, as if she was readying herself and then she settled down to let me penetrate her a little more, each movement up and down took me deeper inside Zoé. Each stroke brought a stronger sigh from her lips – it was so beautiful to watch her, I almost forgot what was happening to me. Zoé knew I couldn't last – she knew she was killing me softly, she decided to finish this and come back for more later. She got up off her knees and crouched over me. She let her body descend slowly until the penetration hurt both of us, then, slowly at first, she began flexing her hips and knees to pump me. Sweet Jesus, it felt like a thousand women were masturbating me all at once. Our bodies hardly made contact except between our sexes, the heat was out of this world and my senses were in overload – she couldn't have stopped me coming even if she had wanted to! When I came, I was trembling violently, like nothing else before in my life! How had this woman turned me on so deeply? What planet was she from? When she realized that I was spent, she slowed down the pumping to a dead crawl but didn't stop – that smile was beaming down at me and I almost didn't know which way to look – I was certain I'd experienced a pleasure that men only experience rarely in life and I was certain I wanted to do the same for Zoé – over and over and over again! Our First Night I imagine our first night together as nothing short of amazing. We would start with a nice, light dinner. Afterwards, I would draw you a nice bubble bath with candles everywhere. I would take my time washing every inch of you beautiful body, shaving your legs smooth, trimming your pussy where needed, carefully shaving your under arms then drying you off completely. From there, I would lead you to our bed, laying you back and kissing your lips. I would then get some baby oil and massage your entire body, starting with your neck, working my way down to your ass, then your thighs and legs. I would roll you over and massage your front, caressing your chest, gently massaging your breasts, down past your tummy then massaging the fronts of your legs, careful not to touch your pussy just yet. Once you're nice and relaxed, I would begin licking you, running my tongue up and down your little pussy, pushing my tongue in just a little bit, taking long, deliberate licks. Feeling your body change, your pussy getting wetter and wetter, I hear you whimper little whimpers. I can tell your orgasms is building up. I stop licking long enough to kiss your lips and tell you how much I love you and I want you to just cum for me. Don't hold back baby girl, just let your body do what feels good. From there, I would go back to licking you, teasing you and building your orgasm back up. I would slide two fingers inside you, curving them upward to your g spot and start rubbing it while I gently suck your clit between my lips and caressing it with my tongue. As I hear your breathing getting heavier and heavier, I would suck faster and rub your g spot quicker with a little more pressure. I stop sucking to tell you to cum for me, baby doll, cum all over my tongue and fingers. Back to sucking, I am almost slurping your clit in and out of my lips, rubbing it with my tongue, one hand still fingering your little pussy the other caressing your nipples, first one, then the other. Then, your thighs lock around my head and you push your pelvis down to my lips, your body melting from the inside out, yours eyes widen, your hands grasp at your breasts and you cum for the first time in your life. Cumming uncontrollably all over my tongue, my fingers, drenching my chin and your thighs. As your body is twitching, tingling and warm, I would move up on the bed and hold you in my arms. Kissing your forehead, holding you so you know that you are safe I would tell you "that was amazing, my love". With you laying in my arms, and your body pressed to mine I can't help but to smile with pride. You look up into my eyes with the look of pure love, devotion and happiness. The kind of happiness that no matter how much you try, you can never fully express how happy you are or how in love you feel. It felt as though our bodies melted together. Every touch was made without saying a word, every trace of each other's finger tips was like electricity, every kiss of each other's lips was physical ecstasy. Kissing your lips, my hands wander over your soft body, moving with each curve, caressing your beautiful breasts, my thumbs rolling you nipples back and forth. I feel your legs lock tighter around mine, our arms hold each other without any intention of letting go, knowing right there is where we both belong. As your legs lock tighter I feel your pussy even wetter then before. My hand cups your ass as my fingers trace between your legs and feel just how wet you are. Without words, you push back on my shoulders and straddle me. Your reach down with your little hand, gripping my cock and rubbing it against your wetness. You break our kiss, look into my eyes and smile as you place the tip of my cock at your pussy. You lower yourself down just a little, letting the tip move inside you then stop before rising back up. You repeat this for a while, smiling then finally break the silence and ask me if I want you to ride me. I look into your eyes and tell you yes, baby doll. I need to be inside you so bad. With one motion you lower yourself all the way down, taking every inch deep inside you, gasping when I hit bottom. Then you just stop there, slightly wiggling your hips enough to barely move back and forth, but not enough to really move. I look up at you, my hand caresses the side of your face and tell you how perfect you feel and how perfect I fit inside you. "Right here is where my cock belongs, my love." You begin rising up to thrust back down, short little thrusts. My hands move to your hips, caressing and gripping your skin as you move up and down while back and forth. You know I can't wait to cum inside you, but keep moving faster and faster, never losing my eyes with yours, locked together, letting the world melt away without a care. For in that moment, and the several that would follow, we completely become one, one heart beat, one breath, one love, one forever. My cock begins to get harder, thicker and pushes deeper as your pussy gets wetter, tighter and feels as though it's trying to suck every drop of cum possible from my body. Your nipples are harder than you've ever felt in your life, my hands cupping your ass, lifting you up just a little so that I can thrust short thrusts into you. I tell you I can't believe how perfect you are, how gorgeous you look as we make love and how amazing you make me fell. Please baby, cum for me. Cum for me and push all the way down, taking me all the way inside your body, taking me where I belong for the rest of our lives. I feel your body tense up, feel you tightening up inside as you push all the way down, cumming all over my cock, your hips bucking and grinding against me as my cock erupts inside you. With every shot of cum inside you, your orgasm builds, getting bigger and bigger, milking more and more cum from my cock. Our orgasms seem to go on forever, our minds lost in the pleasure, our hands locked together, gripping as tight as we possibly can, pulling into each other. As soon as you stop cumming, your body collapses down with mine, our chests heaving catching our breathes before our lips lock together in passion and need to feel close together. You rest your head on my shoulder, your hand on my chest, your leg draped over mine, and a big smile across your beautiful lips. Your fingers run up and down my chest and I hear your voice break the silence after a long while. "Do you think you put a baby inside me?" I tell you I'm not sure, but wouldn't that be a perfect ending to our first time together, my love? We fall asleep together after realizing that it's been several hours since we made it to the bed, and both of us are completely drained. I wake up about 5 hours later to you still next to me, laying on your stomach with your legs open and hear you "I love you so much". I lay awake watching you, seeing you smile in your sleep, admiring your gorgeous body, and the lovely shape of your ass. Seeing you there, I just can't help myself. I move down the bed, gently get between your legs, placing my cock to your pussy and push all the way in. You don't completely wake up but still push back on me, taking me all the way inside you. My hands reach up to yours, my fingers intertwine with yours then closing, holding your hands in mine. I begin to slowly take you from behind, pushing all the way in, pulling almost all the way out then pushing back in again. After about fifteen minutes you are completely awake, after several minutes of moaning, but when you begin to cum again, you get pulled completely from your sleep, moaning louder and louder, telling that I'm making you cum again. Oh God how good it feels making you cum for me, and how sexy you sound as you cum, moaning with a little bit of a whimper. Your hips keep pushing back almost not letting me pull back out of you, so I push all the way inside you sending shivers through your body and I feel your body spasm again. I start to move back to give you a minute as your eyes open to look up at me. "Baby, don't stop making love to me until you cum again. I want to feel you inside me and I want you to fill my womb" With that, I roll you over on your back, resting your legs on my shoulders and starting pumping inside you again. I tell you how much I love you, can't wait to see your tummy growing with our baby and am so happy you are mine, my love. Your hands trace up and down my spine, your legs lock around my hips pulling me in as I take long, deep strokes into your hungry little pussy. Your hands start moving to your body, resting on your tummy, moving up to your breasts, cupping them, playing with your nipples and gently tugging on them. You move one hand down to your clit rubbing a little bit. I feel what you are doing so I pull out, rubbing my slippery cock between your hand and your clit, getting your fingers slick. Before you can finish your sentence "Baby, put it back inside.....Ungh!" I push back inside you sending you over the edge, making you cum again. Feeling you tighten around me, your legs pulling me further into you and your hands reaching around my neck it just too much. My cock, already swollen, begins to twitch and pumps shot after shot of my cum deep inside you. Every shot makes your body twitch as you are still cumming, getting tighter and tighter around me, pulling at my cock, milking my cock for everything it's worth. My body falls down, still between your legs, still deep inside you, your pussy still not have released it's grip, your hands holding me, on running it's fingers through my hair as you whisper "Sleep, my love. Get some rest because we're doing that again as soon as we wake up. I love you..." Our First Night I look toward you. The sight takes my breath away. The moonlight flowing through the window over your flowing hair and across your lovely face gives you an angelic glow. There is a distinct sparkle in your eyes. Your black gown is hugging your curves in such a magical embrace. You are the most beautiful sight that I have ever been blessed to see. Nothing could have prepared me for this. Your eyes meet mine as I cross the room toward you. The corners of your lips slope upward in a warm and inviting smile. When I reach you, I am afraid to touch you. I cannot believe that you are real. Will you disappear if I touch you? Is this all just a dream? Finally, I summon the courage to reach toward you. I am so relieved that you are real! I run my fingers through your hair. I love the way it frames your beautiful face. I can see desire in your eyes. I know you see passion in mine. Gently I trace the lines of your face, hoping you can feel my desire for you. Moving my hands behind your neck, I draw your face to mine. I feel a spark as our lips touch. We take if slow, giving innocent little kisses, our lips barely touching. I trace my tongue over your perfect lips, As your lips part, I gently suck your lower lip. Finally, our mouths come together fully, our lips slightly open. We begin playfully dueling with our tongues, each darting quickly between the other's lips and drawing back. As we breathe each other's breath, our passion starts rising slowly. Our tongues begin earnestly battling and exploring. I gently rub and scratch your back, starting at the shoulders and going down. I grip your sexy buttocks tightly, pulling our bodies together. I begin lightly kissing your lovely face, starting with your forehead, moving to your cheeks, chin, nose, and eyelids. While loving on your neck with little nibbles, my hand slides up your back and begins to lower your zipper slowly. Finger tips are dancing on velvet skin as it is exposed. I slowly pull the gown from your shoulders and down your arms. It slides over your hips, down your legs, and lands in a pile on the floor. I feel the electrical energy of your passion as you start kissing my neck. Your lovely fingers start unbuttoning my shirt. I stop you for a minute. Looking deeply into your eyes, and suck the index and middle fingers of your right hand deeply into my mouth, running my tongue their length and between them. I back my mouth off while gently nibbling and sucking the whole way. This is repeated with your right hand. I kiss and suck your palms, while massaging your hands gently. Finally, I release your hands and you finish opening the buttons of my shirt. You slide it off my shoulders and it falls to the floor beside your gown. The feeling of your skin on mine puts me in total ecstasy. I have wanted this for so long. Resuming kissing and nibbling your neck, I hold you tight, as if to not let you slip away. Finding the clasp of your bra, it is unfastened quickly and releases your lovely breasts. I feel the weight of them as they settle against my chest. Backing away, I watch as your bra slides off, falling to the floor, revealing your magnificent breasts to my sight. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I pull you to me. Taking your breasts in my hands, I am filled with wonder at how beautiful they are. I trace them, squeeze them, and lower my mouth. Kissing each nipple gently, I can feel the texture. My tongue traces the areolas. I suck the left nipple deep in my mouth. With continual suction, I draw back while flicking the tip, rolling my tongue around it, and lightly nibbling. Feeling it draw tight and harden, I continue teasing it for several minutes. I love hearing you groan and catch your breath. I move to the right nipple, repeating the process. Your body is shaking and your groans are getting louder. Lowering my head, I kiss, lick, and nibble your belly. I slowly cover it in kisses, moving from side to side. My hands are stroking up and down your back, gripping your buttocks and reaching up to pinch your hardened and sensitive nipples. Slowly, I lower your panties. You step out of them and they fall to the floor. Your glorious nakedness is finally open for me to see. What a heavenly sight for my eyes! I stand up and take you into my arms, wanting to get to know every inch of your sexy body. You sit on the edge of the bed. I feel you unbuckle my belt, unzip, and then unbutton my pants. You lower them to the floor and I step out of them. Pulling me forward by my buttocks, I feel your sweet kisses over my chest. You suck and nibble my nipples, which makes me catch my breath. Now you lower your head and I feel the warm wetness of your mouth enveloping my hardness. I feel as if I may faint from the pleasure you are giving me as I watch my manhood penetrating deeply in your mouth. Your tongue is like magic on my hard shaft. I feel it circling the head, flicking the tip, and stroking down the engorged vein running down the bottom. I am releasing so much precum on your tongue. Removing me from your mouth, you suck each testicle in and run your tongue over them. While sucking my testicles, your lightly gripping hand is stroking me in long, slow strokes. Leaving my testicles, you sink your mouth back down my hardness. Your hand stays on the base. You begin stroking up and down with your mouth and hand. You are driving me to the point of insanity with lust!!! I pull your head off of me, raise you to your feet and turn you around, I embrace you from behind, nibble your neck, stroke your belly and cup your breasts. Lowering you onto the bed face down, I crawl onto the bed beside you, I lightly stroke your body with my finger tips. I kiss the back of your neck tenderly and gently massage your shoulders as I linger with licks, kisses and nibbles down the sides of your neck and over your shoulders. Light stroking fingers travel down your back and over your buttocks. I gently massage down your back. Everywhere my hands touch, my mouth follows, slowly covering you with kisses, little nibbles, and tiny licks. I take my time, making sure that nothing is neglected. Finally, I make it to the bottom. I then start massaging your womanly buttocks. I am amazed at how lovely they are. Lowering my head, I lightly nibble them, sucking your cheeks, and flicking my tongue over them. I can hear and feel your responses to my efforts. I lower myself slowly while gently scratching, kissing, and licking down your thighs. My blood is boiling with desire for you. Reaching the back of your knees, I orally work for a while on this sensitive spot, before working my way down your calves. I stand and begin massaging your feet. Using my thumbs, I find all of the pressure points and manipulate them. Then I pull and stroke your toes from the top to the tip, working all of the stress from them. Now, it is time to start my journey back up your body. I ask you to roll over. Working my way up the front of your legs, I use licks and kisses on your shins and knees. I am running my hands up your thighs, stroking them gently, and following my hands with long, slow kisses and nibbles. Reaching the top, I lick the tender spot where your thighs meet your abdomen and feel your body quivering. Moving back down to your knees, I cover your inner thighs with kisses, slowly moving toward your sweet center. I can see that my efforts are working. Your lovely petals are glistening with moisture and you are using your fingers on yourself. Your fingers are shining with your sweet nectar. I do not remember ever feeling the intense passion that I am feeling at this moment. The whole world is gone to me except for you and your lovely body! As I reach the top of your thighs, I remove your fingers from their work, taking them in my mouth to clean your juices from them. It is the sweetest taste that I have ever known. My thirst for you intensifies. I am kissing and licking all around your sweet center, under it, between it and your thighs, and on your lower belly. Blowing warm air gently over your sweetness, I feel your body quivering. You release a big sigh and start writhing against the sheets. I tentatively lick lightly from the bottom to the top, barely touching. I run my tongue up your right lip very slowly, then the same with your left. Now, I suck your right lip into my mouth, stroking it with my tongue, repeating with the left. I run my tongue lightly into the bottom of your opening, putting pressure there, and stroking back and forth. Moving up, I gently open your lips to expose your clit. My tongue does a dance lightly over it. Your right leg is tensing and quivering. My lips close over your clit, sucking it in. I am nibbling, flicking and sucking your sweet center of pleasure. Reaching up to pinch your nipples, I have to move your hands because your are already pinching them. When I remove your hands, they immediately go to the back of my head, pulling my face into you. My face is buried in you! My tongue is stroking deep inside you, trying to collect every drop of your juices. You are so wet!! Inserting a finger, I get it moist and slide it down your crack to stimulate you there. I insert a thumb into you and make circles. It is reaching every corner of your pussy and stroking your g-spot. Your back arches! Your whole body tenses and a loud tortured groan escapes from you. Juices flood over my hand and into my mouth. I am licking and swallowing, trying not to miss any. As your orgasm subsides, I gently lick and kiss your petals until they stop quivering. Wanting you to taste the sweetness that I have found, I give you my fingers to clean. It is so erotic watching you clean your own juices from me! Rising up, I watch as your legs open for me. As I get close, you reach for my hardness and grip it. I gasp at your touch. You stroke me a few times and then pull me to you. I feel you rubbing the head up and down your moist lips. I am dying with anticipation! I push slightly forward and feel you start to open for me. One more little push and the head slips inside. I hold it there for a minute basking in the moment. You are pulling on my buttocks, trying to pull me inside. Reaching down, I take my hardness and move it up and down and from side to side to tease you. Your eyes narrow, your teeth grit, and you pull at me as you say, "Now!!! Give it to me NOW!!!" My hips push forward. A groan comes from me as I feel your warm, wet walls surrounding my hardness. I slowly slide deeper and deeper until our lower bellies are touching. I am now completely enveloped in your sweet flower. It's petals surround me and it's nectar is flowing out for me. All I feel now is your womanhood surrounding my manhood and our naked bodies touching. I raise my hips slowly, sliding out and leaving just the head inside. In one long stroke, I sink it back in. I feel the walls milking at me. Pushing in as deeply as possible, I rotate my hips to explore every crevice of your welcoming love nest. I then begin a slow in and out movement, my senses going wild at the immense pleasure that you are giving me. Your juices are flowing constantly. I feel your walls gripping me. When I pull out, I feel them trying to pulling me back in. Your eyes are glazed. Your breathing is labored, and your skin is flushed. Groans and sighs are coming with every breath. You alternate between pinching your nipples and pulling me into you with your hands. Our bodies are moving in unison. Long slow strokes begin to turn into faster strokes. Our eyes are locked on each other. The pace of our dance of love increases until we are feverishly thrusting at each other. Your body tenses, your back arches, and I feel your grip on my manhood tighten. For what seems like minutes you are wracked with spasms as your release flows in wave after wave. I feel your wetness soaking me. It is so hard for me to not finish with your spasming walls sucking on my hardness as if to milk my juices from me. When your orgasm is over, I pull out of you, stand up, and turn you over. You rise up on your hands and knees. I pull on your hips to bring you back to me. I lower myself to my knees and bury my face in your center. I cover it with my mouth, suck it, and dip my tongue deep inside, drawing the nectar from your orgasms. You bury your face in the bed and groan loudly as my tongue strokes your clit. More of your sweet juices rush into my mouth. Rising to my feet, I grip your hips again and pull you back toward me. Using my right hand, I push the head of my hardness just inside your lips, stroking it up and down your wet slit. Gripping my manhood firmly, I spank your buttocks with it. Finding my spot, I push the head in again. Suddenly thrusting my hips forward, I slam it all the way in. The bottom of my belly slaps against your buttocks. Grabbing your hips, I start thrusting hard into you, pulling you back as I thrust with my hips. Every time I hit bottom, out bodies quiver. I hear your moans and feel you thrusting back at me. Releasing your hips, I pinch your nipples as your breasts sway with each of our motions. I feel your fingers playing with your clit, and stroking my testicles every time they swing against you with my thrust. Hearing a loud tortured moan coming from you, I feel your body stiffen and begin quivering. I feel a rush of your juices soaking me, some of it running out and over my testicles. With one big final thrust, I slam into you and hold my manhood deep in your loving womanhood. Extreme passion floods over me. I feel my release rising up my shaft .With a big jerk, my cock releases my passion. It hits the back walls of your love nest, spreading out, and mixing with your juices. It is as if time has stopped. My hardness jerks time after time, each jerk draining more of my passion into you. Finally, both of our orgasms subside. Rolling you over, I fall into your arms. We hold each other, talk, stroke, and laugh for the longest time. We are looking into each other's eyes as we slowly drift off into a sweet and satisfied sleep. Our First Night My new girlfriend Laura and I rekindled an old flame after about 5 years of not seeing or hearing each other. I am now 22 years old and she is 23, when we first hooked up we were just freshmen in high school, she was already 18 and I was 17. We crushed on each other all year long, and at the end of the year party at a friend's house, after a few drinks she jokingly jumped into my arms and we kissed. It was a moment of pure ecstasy. Unfortunately, it was also a mistake. We both were in relationships and couldn't get out of them. We were young and left it to a dumb mistake. However five years later, we both started to work in New York and met up for dinner. Growing up we both had rough upbringings, causing us to mature quicker. Now, we both had left our homes and were living alone, starting our careers. She managed to get into contact me after finding out that I was living in New York, that night of dinner we caught up about everything that had happened. After a lot of food and even more drinks the topic of us came up. She admitted her feelings for me. After her break up and years of no real relationship she admitted to me that she couldn't stop thinking about me and to be honest I was the same way. Not even a month later I broke up with my girlfriend and really dug into my school work and achieve the most I could, and I had. That night, she actually had too much to drink and passed out in the car ride back to my place. I carried her back to my room and let her sleep it off and in the morning I cooked her breakfast. What I wasn't prepared for was what happened the following morning. I heard footsteps coming from my room and when I looked up Laura walked out of my room wearing one of my button down t-shirts and no pants. She was a petite girl, no taller than 5'2" 120 pounds, curly, brunette hair to her shoulders and beautiful green eyes. She didn't have much in the area of boobs, but her tight shapely ass and body more the made up for it and her long tan legs always grabbed my attention when she wore shorts. She walked out of the room looking up and smiled at me. "Wow." I said "I was uncomfortable and grabbed the first thing I could find." She said. "I hope you don't mind." "Not at all, you look beautiful." I smiled at her. She walked up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I wish I would've just done this 5 years ago." She said. She moved her head up to mine, and I wrapped my arms around her waist and pushed my lips onto hers. She had thick and small lips that were softer than anything I had every kissed before. I was hooked. It sent a tingle down my spine and into my stomach. I wrapped tighter around her waist and picked her up, she wrapped her legs around me and pushed her lips closer and soon our tongues were swirling around each others and we both started to moan. I was only in a t-shirt and shorts, I didn't even bother to where underwear. I wasn't expecting anything. I felt the tent in my shorts begin to grow bigger and bigger. I took Laura back into the bedroom and laid her down on my bed. I kept kissing her as I unbuttoned my shirt and opened it up to find that she was braless, her perky small breasts out in the open with two small pink nipples hard and anxious for my lips. I started kissing down her cheek, and down her soft sensitive neck. She clinched my back and moaned out loud as I wrapped my lips around her nipples. As I moved to her other nipple, I kept my hand cupped around her other one, squeezing and pinching. It was driving her crazy I knew it, she was squirming and moaning, practically shaking. I kept progressive down her flat, toned stomach until reaching her black lace panties. I grabbed her legs and spread them apart. I kissed up and down her thighs, moving right over her panties, planting soft, long kisses. I could already feel the juices dripping from her wet slit. I pushed her legs up and together, and pulled her panties off and threw them to the side. I pulled her legs open again, I went up to her face and gave her one long soft kiss before going back down to her wet pussy. Using my fingers I spread her pussy lips open and gave one longue lick up her slit and to her clit. Her back arched up and a loud gasp escaped her mouth. I stuck one finger into her tight pussy and felt the walls clinch down on it as I continued to flick clit with my tongue. After a minute of fingering I pulled my finger out, and placed my entire mouth on her pussy, I wanted to taste her and she was delicious. Sweet, clean, it was tremendous. After another couple minutes, her thighs clamped on my head and her hands went to the back of my head holding it down. I felt the gushing of her pussy juices flow over my lips and heard her moans and gasps fill the room. When she released her thigh hold on my head, I moved back up to her face and she wrapped her arms around my neck, kissed me and started to laugh. "What?" I asked. "I have had an orgasm that hard and intense ever in my life." She said. "Well I am glad I can help." I said giving her a kiss. "Well I think it's time I repay the favor." She smiled at me as she slid out from under me and climbed on top, putting me on my back. She pulled my shirt off and admired my new body. "I do not remember you being this sexy and toned." She said. "I put a lot of work in." "Well I love it." She said as she started kissing down my chest and four pack. I had worked hard since I got to college. Dedicating 3 hours a day, 6 days a week, to working out. It showed huge results. She got to the tent in my shorts and gave me a sly smile as she slid her hand over my stiff seven-inch cock. She slid my shorts off, making my cock spring to life in the air. She tossed the shorts to the side and kneeled between my legs. She wrapped both her hands around my cock and started stroking. Her soft hands started to make pre-cum drip from the head of my cock, she opened her mouth enough to stick her tongue out and lick the head of my cock. The sensation was intense, I hadn't had a girls mouth around my cock in years, it was a rush like non other. In a few seconds, she put the entire head into her mouth and started sucking and stroking in one motion. As she kept stroking she started to take more and more of my cock into her mouth. In a matter of minutes, she was taking all 7 inches in her mouth, her lips touching the base of my cock. She pulled her mouth off and stroked my now saliva-covered cock as she licked and suck on my balls. I told her I was close to cumming and she decided to wrap her lips around my head and she started stroking harder and harder until I couldn't take it anymore and erupted into her mouth. Her lips wrapped so tightly around my cock nothing dripped out, she swallowed the entire load. She came back up to my face and kissed me. I held her close as her legs moved to either side of me, her dripping wet pussy sat right on top of my still hard wet cock. As we kissed, I slid my hand down to her ass and pushed down and started thrusting my hips. Her wet pussy was now sliding on my cock, both of us now moaning into each others mouths and without warning she grabbed my cock and aimed it at her pussy. She lowered her ass down and until the tip of my cock was sliding inside her tight pussy, I felt her lips wrap around her head. She began to shake, knowing that it was too much pleasure. She mumbled the word fuck under her breather, and I grabbed her ass and slid deeper into her pussy. She squealed into my neck, and I started thrusting in and out. The sound of the wet squishing sound mixed with her moaning and cursing was intense and I loved it. She then sat up and began riding my cock, harder and faster. I reached up and grabbed her boobs and pinched her nipples. I grabbed her by the hips and started fucking her harder and harder. After a few minutes of wild fucking, she collapsed onto my chest, shaking her pussy now gripping my cock. She pulled off and in half a daze, went back down my body and pulled my cock into her mouth. She sucks and stroking as if she had a mad desire for my cock. And soon I was shaking and cumming for the second time in a matter of ten minutes. She slurped up every drop of my cum and collapsed in my arms and on my chest. We both passed out then and there. The moment we had desired for years had finally happened. It was everything we could have dreamed of and more. Much, much more. Our First Night Away Our first night away together was amazing. That hotel rooms never saw us coming. We were barely inside the door before your lips molded to mind as our tongues eagerly searched for more. Your hands pulling the straps down off my shoulders to release my tits from their restraints. Roughly you lick my nipples before rolling them in between your fingers. You know you could make me cum here and there but your looking for more. Your fingers explore more down south finding my panties and pushing them to the side. You find my pussy drenched in wetness. You put one finger then two inside me onto my spot and make me ride your fingers and moan. You know that I won't just let you play, its your turn now... Noticing I am the only one naked again is nothing new. I pull your shirt off over your head kissing you ears, neck and chest slowly moving down. I get down to your pants and take them off with your boxers. My eyes light up delight of have you naked. I grab your cock and start to stroke it in my hand looking up at you. I want to make sure you have a good show. Slowly I take your cock into my wet mouth little by little sucking it, licking it flicking my tongue over its head. You start to moan and roll your head back. I'm not happy with this I want you to watch me. I take your balls in my hand and start to gently play with them and move my fingers back towards your ass. Just to that little spot that you like. You plead with me to play with my pussy as well but I know I won't be able to concentrate on you as well. I take my tongue and start to lick your ball sack. Taking turns of sucking of sucking them in my mouth. You moan again and beg to fuck me but I'm not done that cock needs some more attention so back I go. Sucking, licking nibbling at it. The time has come for your favorite thing... I take your cock and swallow it all into my mouth right down to your balls. Your face has ecstasy written all over it.... I suck harder, flicking my tongue over your head. I add my hand into the mix playing with your balls and stroking your cock. I can't wait until I can taste your cum. Your precum has coated my mouth with your essence. You keep begging me to get on top and fuck you. I won't. You beg me to let you touch my pussy. I won't. I am going to make you cum in my mouth so I can swallow all of you. You push my head down on your cock and make me deep throat you as you blow your load into my mouth. I swallow it eagerly wallowing in your taste. I move my mouth back and the smile of content comes through your eyes. One last thing a little lick of your head. Making sure I got all I was entitled to.... The best thing about making you cum in my mouth is I can turn you back on in 5 mins while you get me dripping wet... After I finish cleaning up after myself. Its time for you to play. You move your fingers back to my pussy. Stroking the outside of it playing, just enjoying it while kissing like its never going to end. Little by little you tease my pussy lips open. Finding more juices for you to play with. A tiny little bit of your finger ventures in, gauging how tight I am. You want to play but you don't want to loosen me up for the main event. You move your mouth down to my nipples and start biting on them. You settle on two fingers riding me until I cum on your fingers. Looking down I've got you hard again. I get on top and slowly slide down on you hard waiting cock. I am so tight it takes me a moment to be able to even fit something so big in I am so tight it takes me a moment to be able to even fit something so big in. I slide slowly down on your cock letting my pussy slowly eat you up. Your eyes roll back in your head with ecstasy. I can feel you stretching me out so I fit perfectly around your cock. Your hands come up to play with my tits while I ride you up and down. First slowly and just letting a little of you in. I get you further and further in with every thrust. You've missed this feeling so bad. Finally you're all the way in and I start riding you faster and faster. Pounding myself down on to your big rock hard cock. You bite my nipples with your teeth and moan every time I come down on you again You and I never like staying in on position though so its time to change. You demand that I go put my heels on. I barely have my 2nd foot in them as you pick me up and roughly throw me on the bed. You bend down to taste my juices making sure I'm still dripping wet and cock hungry. You bring your cock up to my mouth so I can taste myself on you. I suck it hungrily, but you have other plans. Leaving me on my back you open my legs up sliding you big cock into me. I moan with pleasure. You lift my legs up into the air and over your shoulders looking down at me. You tell me to start playing with my tits. I happily oblige. Reaching up you suck on my fingers. I use them to start pinching my nipples and moaning every time you thrust into me the only problem with this position is you can't see my ass, which you love. You pull me off the bed and bend me over the kitchenette so you can see yourself fucking me in the mirror. You keep me in my heels and roughly move your hand around to grab my tits. You slide on into my pussy and I let out a primal moan. You start thrusting into so hard I lose my balance but your there holding on to me. You tell me I've been a bad bad girl and I need to be punished. You whisper me to that its time to pay for all the days I wore panties to work. I start to whimper, as I know I'm going to be spanked as hard as you can. You push me over more so you get a great view of my ass and start. Firmly at first. I let out a little yelp and they start getting a little harder and harder. You're going to brand me and I can't wait to see it the next day. You keep fucking me and spanking me until I cum so loudly everyone can hear me my ass is red from being spanked like the naughty girl I am. But you're still going strong and my head isn't spinning so maybe one last position before you cum. You put me on the bed on my hands and knees. You can see my ass and pussy in all its glory. My ass is red from the spanking and my pussy is red from being ridden by your big cock. You stroke it just a little enjoying how it makes me move. You put your hand on your dick checking your still roc hard. Your amazing that you can fuck me this long and not cum. You crawl up. Put your weight on me and slide on in. Your amazed at how tight I have got from just a few minutes of being out of me. You have to loosen me up again before you start pounding me. One hand is on my red ass helping you slam into me. The other is searching around for my clit. You're going to cum soon but definitely not before me. Just as you do I start to cum and my arms give way falling down onto the bed. You're so pleased with yourself. My hand goes back and starts to play with your balls and that's all you need. You pull out of me and stick your cock to the back of my throat as I eagerly drink you cum. We both collapse onto the bed and stare at each other. We both know it won't be long till your ready to go again and my pussy will be aching for you.