“Like I said before, even if I could stop it I wouldn’t. I think you should go home, to your husband, and tell him I wasn’t even interested in his offer. Take your skanky ass back to him, get together and talk about how you are going to get through this rough period in your life. I am certain, with a love as strong as yours, you’ll make it through.”
I watched her. I watched her perfect fucking lips that I wanted to suck on, and kiss, and bite. I watched her beautiful silk blouse, peel away from her stunning neckline, ever so slightly, revealing just a trace of her very thin, and probably equally expensive lingerie. It took all my will power not to rip it from her body, sending buttons flying, for one more glimpse of her impossibly perky tits. But, I didn’t.
“After all, soul mates never give up on each other.”
I waited for the tear, but it never came. Oh, sure, the water built up in her eyes and I thought for one moment, she might let it spill over. But she didn’t. I had to give her credit, at least for that.
“Get the fuck out of my house. And don’t ever bring your whoring ass back.”
“Sex without love is a meaningless experience, but as far as meaningless experiences go it’s pretty damn good.” – Woody Allen
Our chat had lasted a couple of hours, but I hadn’t planned on fucking her. To be honest I hadn’t given it much thought at all. There were too many other thoughts swirling in my mind. The weeks prior to that night had been full of surprises. But she was beautiful. And I was a man. And she did offer.
“What does a girl have to do to get a refill around here?”
I took her glass and walked into the kitchen. I refilled it with her wine of choice and returned with her glass and the bottle.
“I read your book. Twice.”
I would have responded with a witty comment or a sincere thank you, if I hadn’t been mesmerized by the site in front of me. I would have had a better chance at finding my words if I hadn’t been wondering what had happened to her blouse, feeling a little bit sorry for myself because I had missed its disappearing act. Fortunately, I was able to watch as she removed her skirt.
“And I couldn’t help but wonder if all those adventures, if all that self discovery, if all that…”
She continued as she stood there in her almost transparent black bra and matching, but remarkably, skimpy panties. My thoughts wandered to the pure decorative quality of her lingerie, because even though her breasts appeared to be much larger than necessary for her small frame, they were standing firm and high all on their own, gaining absolutely no support from the flimsy, see through material. A fact that was confirmed moments later, when she reached behind her back with one hand and, in a practiced motion, undid the clasp of her bra and let the garment float to the ground. I marveled when her breasts didn’t move at all.
“… exploration… would make you a better fuck.”
“I’ve been told I’m fairly impressive.”
“Oh, I have no doubt…”
I stood firm until she turned around and traced her hands down the backs of her long, slim legs and carefully undid the straps of her heels. As she stepped out of her shoes, her thong disappeared into the crack of her ass, and I wouldn’t have believed it was there, had I not seen it from the front.
“… but you’ll forgive me if I don’t want to take your word for it.”
My cock sprang to attention, painfully fighting for release from my jeans. I marched behind her, pushing her forward with my hips, towards the wall on the far end of the room. My hands reached forward to cup her breasts, with her hands following after mine. My lips and teeth nipped the base of her neck and her earlobes and her shoulder. My attack increased with every one of her gasps.
She reached her hands above her head, in a desperate search for mine, but, as our momentum carried us into the wall, I grabbed them and held them against it with my left hand. I ground my erection into her ass as my other hand swept down from her breasts, across her toned stomach, and caught a trace of cool wetness on the outside of her panties.
I held her there, for just a moment, letting her feel my presence engulf her from behind as my hand teased her, tickled her most intimate spot, from the front. Her breathing was ragged, so I waited for it to calm. And when it did, I used my knees to spread her legs wider and slid my hand underneath her lace and into her hot, wet channel for the first time just before I whispered into her ear.
“You are going to come so many times.”
“Promises, promis…. oh, fuck ME!”
She almost screeched her words when I ripped the panties off her waist. I felt fortunate that they were, in fact, as flimsy as they appeared.
She came on my hand that first time. It hadn’t really taken all that much effort and I couldn’t really take credit for it. Her clit had been ready to burst almost from the first swipe of my fingers. Clearly, we couldn’t let that be the end. That would never do.
She felt weightless as I quickly lifted her, as she fell away from the wall, and carried her to the bed. I playfully tossed her on her backside as she giggled. Her brunette curls framed her angelic face, but her deep brown eyes didn’t do much to hide the fire behind them.
My mouth was on hers almost instantly, my tongue searching for a home amidst her hot breath.
“Give it to me, tiger. Give me that cock,” she whispered.
“Tsk, tsk, precious. I’ll give you what you want…” Kiss. “… in a few” Suck. “… short” Lick. “… hours.”
Delayed gratification. It was the best lesson I had ever learned.
I had kissed my way down her chin and neck, suckled on her breast and lapped at the dainty sweat that was beading on her stomach, in search of my destination. I had to know if she tasted as heavenly as her sweet aroma promised.
Delightfully, I found that she did. And I spent an appropriate amount of time worshipping her pretty little pussy. First, with my lips. Suckling each and every inch around her opening. Then, with my breath, blowing a coolness across the heat of her loins. And, finally, with my teeth, gently teasing her open for the pleasure I hoped to give her.
It was several minutes more before I allowed my tongue to taste her juices, my arms underneath her legs, my hands high above my head, teasing her rock hard nipples. I lapped at her opening, taking my fill of her offering. The timbre of her voice sent a jolt of electricity to my raging hard-on every time it passed her lips.
“So fucking good.”
“Oh, god. Please don’t stop.”
“Right there. Oh. Right. Fucking. There.”
I pinched her nipples, briefly, as I sucked her clit for the first time. Her excited gasp spurring me on.