She looked at me across the room with that look that just makes one weak at the knees. Her eyes were sparkling, her cheeks like rose petals and her lips like strawberries. She was wearing the most beautiful red dress with a stunning necklace and earrings to match. Her eyes seemed fixated on me and I could not refrain from staring back at her.
Totally out of character, I left my stool and decided to approach her; she had me totally mesmerised. We exchanged the usual introductions and pleasantries and after an hour and two more drinks she suggested dinner. It was after all now 7pm and neither of us had eaten since breakfast. Perhaps too quickly, rather ‘biting her hand off’ at the suggestion, I agreed and we finished our drinks and left.
Walking down the street by her side, the conversation about where to dine most prevalent, she extended her arm towards mine and we held hands. It was a summer’s evening and we agreed to eat somewhere reasonably private and ideally with tables outside. She knew of the ideal restaurant and very soon we were seated at our table.
We enjoyed good food, good wine and most of all each other’s company and conversation. Looking at my watch and noting it was now 10pm, I suggested coffee. There was no immediate response from her, just a smile. I beckoned the waiter over and paid the bill. She stood up from her chair, as did I, and took my hand, squeezing it tightly. Her hands were soft and warm and in that moment I wanted them to be elsewhere, I admit.
We walked for no more than five minutes and we did not exchange any conversation. However she kept smiling at me and tickling the palm of my hand with her fingers as we held hands. She stopped and reached into her handbag and took out a set of keys. Looking at the door before us, I realised this was her home. There was no indication that the night was over; I desperately wanted her to invite me in but she had said nothing. She opened the door and led me by the hand into the hall and closed the door. My heart started to race and the various events that may now follow, from just coffee to making love, were swirling around in my head to the point that I felt somewhat dizzy and unbalanced.
Still, we had not spoken since we left the restaurant, which I found increasingly strange and at the same time mysterious, arousing and exciting. She proceeded to take the stairs and looked back at me momentarily with a smile, which I immediately interpreted as ‘follow me.’ I did without hesitation.
The bedroom was spacious and beautifully furnished in what was undoubtedly a Victorian period décor. She shut the door behind me and pointed towards a Queen Anne chair in the corner of the room. I sat down as requested.
She sat on the edge on the bed and leant down to remove her shoes. She then stood up and with her hands, eased each strap of her dress over her shoulder and down to her elbow. She moved gently from side to side and very quickly the dress slipped down her body and fell to the floor. She was not wearing any lingerie.
I could not move and I felt physically paralysed. My heart had stopped beating, I could not take my eyes off her naked body and my mouth was dry and wide open in sheer disbelief at the sight before me. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and I wanted her; I wanted her so very badly. I had placed my hands onto the arms of the chair and started to lift myself up when I stopped; she had raised her hand and was wagging her index finger at me. Reluctantly, I slumped back into the seat of the chair.
She walked towards me and gently eased herself down onto her knees before me. She smiled into my eyes, placed one hand onto each of my knees, and moved them slowly up my inner thighs. Very quickly, she was smoothing her hands over the trouser fabric and boxer shorts that were imprisoning my cock.
She diligently unbuttoned the waistband of my trousers and unfastened the zipper. Slipping one hand into my boxer shorts, she wrapped around me and pulled me free. I felt bigger than I had ever felt before; the veins were so prominent and I felt wet with pre-cum around my head. I was already so aroused I was sure that if she started to stroke me I would explode.
She looked up at me and smiled more intensely, her tongue licking her bottom lip. She raised herself off her knees and leant forward and gently kissed me on the mouth. Moving her hips backwards and her head down, I felt her tongue engage the tip of my cock. I took a deep breath, quickly exhaling whilst tilting my head towards the back of the chair.
Pulling my foreskin down as far as she could, she was dragging her tongue around the underside of my head, tasting and licking away my pre-cum. She stopped and I looked down at her. She stood up and moved towards the bed. Plumping up the pillows she lay on her back, put her arms to her sides and opened her legs wide. Finally she spoke again, “Come and fuck me.”
Those few words were magical. I was going to have the most beautiful woman I had ever set my eyes on.
Standing up from the chair, I rather fumbled with my clothes, reflecting my eagerness and desperation to remove them and join her. Very quickly I was naked; I tried to recompose myself and approached the bed. She had moved one hand between her thighs and was gently running the palm over her pussy.
As I reached the side of the bed she glanced at me, opened her mouth and was tracing her tongue around her lips. She was sensual in her actions and her movements. She had been in control to this point but I now wanted her to be submissive, let me take control and let me dictate the rest of our time together.
I wanted to take her now but I also wanted to taste her, lick her, suck her and pleasure her with my mouth and my tongue.
I placed my hands onto her lower legs and applied some gentle force to bring them together. I pulled her legs toward the edge of the bed. She understood what I was attempting to do and rotated her body so that she lay across the bed with her arse on the edge and her feet on the floor. I knelt before her and pushed her legs apart with my hands. Her lips were already swollen and the moistness between them glistening in the light. I heard her let out a soft moan as I moved my head towards her and I noticed that she had closed her eyes.
Increasingly as my mouth moved towards her entrance I was aware of a sweet aroma; she was undoubtedly going to taste like honey. Finally my mouth was against her and I kissed her gently. Pushing my mouth between her lips, I licked and flicked her clit with my tongue and took it between my teeth to delicately bite and grind. I felt her pussy quiver and she was becoming increasingly wet and aroused.
Releasing her clit from between my teeth, I dragged my tongue around her lips, occasionally nipping her firm and smooth folds. Holding her lips apart with my fingers, I pushed my tongue into her; licking around her inner walls and taking her juices into my mouth to savour and swallow. She was becoming more vocal; mumbling and making feeble noises and sporadically lifting her hips off and back onto the bed. I sensed that she was close.
I pushed my middle and index fingers into her and thrust my tongue forward, licking her and lapping at her wetness. My fingers, up to my knuckles, moved frantically in and out of her. She was so wet her juices were dripping and stringing from her lips onto and around my mouth.
She started to moan loudly, her body writhing in pleasure and her hips almost swaying from side to side; she had lost control of her body and started to cum. My mouth was wide open and pressed firmly against her. I could feel her cum hitting the back of my throat with some force. Her juices accumulated in my mouth and I swished them around with my tongue, tasting her before finally swallowing. She was squirting, relishing an extremely intense orgasm and I wanted every last drop of her. Finally her body came to rest and she omitted a huge sigh of relief and contentment.
I removed my face from between her thighs and leant forward to kiss her passionately on the mouth. Our tongues danced together and I playfully bit and licked all around her lips. She pulled away from me and quietly said, “Now fuck me.”
I rose from the floor as she repositioned herself length ways on the bed, leaving sufficient room for me to join her. I lay on my back and without prompting, she straddled my thighs and held my cock with her hand, guiding it toward her pussy as she slowly lowered her body onto mine. I felt my head engage with her pussy and I arched my back to push myself into her as she came to rest, sitting on my thighs. Her breasts dangling before my eyes were firm and her nipples were demanding attention. She leant forward, cupping her breasts in her hands, offering each to my mouth in turn. Opening my mouth, I gently gripped her nipple between my teeth, biting down until she moaned and released her nipple to lick and suck around her areola.
She moved back and upright and started to ride my cock, albeit with shallow thrusts to start. I could feel the warmth and wetness of her pussy around my cock and the muscles clenched my shaft as I moved slowly in and out of her. I had intended to take control, have her be submissive, but in this position she was in charge and I was not complaining.
We soon established a rhythm together and she intensified the thrusts, taking me deeper into her as my balls slapped against her lips. She was moaning and somewhat throwing her head backwards and forwards and again I noticed she had shut her eyes, but her smile was huge and one of ecstasy. She increased the pace, bobbing up and down on me. I tried to raise myself and push as hard as I could into her when she fully lowered herself onto me. The squelching noise resulting from her extreme wetness, and my now deep penetration into her, was driving me insane. I started to feel my scrotum contract, the sensation of a wave of energy and pleasure was forming within my body and my breathing became erratic. I was close and it was evident she was too. She stopped her movements and I pushed my cock, with all my remaining energy, as deeply into her as I could and held my position and my breath.
I could feel the cum move up my shaft and leave the tip of my cock, shooting into her and filling her pussy with my seed. She was moaning loudly and I could feel her inner muscles convulsing as she too climaxed. I was clenching my teeth, still holding my breath whilst I felt still more cum oozing from my cock. I could feel my balls getting wet as the combination of our orgasms leaked from her onto me. I exhaled and immediately drew a deep breath and rested my hips back onto the bed.
I stared up at her. Her head had flopped forward onto her chest. I placed my hand under her chin and pushed her head upwards; she opened her eyes and smiled. That sparkle in her eyes was even brighter than it was when we had first met earlier that evening.
Suddenly I shiver, feeling very cold. Gazing back into the night sky, I try to identify some of the more common star systems. It is a clear night and there is also a full moon. I am unaware of the time but I am sure I have been outside far longer than the five minutes I intended, simply to enjoy some fresh air.
