We had been chatting a while, and for some reason she had been carefully avoiding the inevitable subject of fucking. Strange how some people seem to avoid the subject. As if the discussing of sex is taboo and should only be discussed in the bedroom, even though that is the only reason she was there. Her messages online were a lot more revealing than the life story I had received in person.
It got to a point though, where I had stopped listening, watching her breasts move under her dress and imagining what I was going to do with her. I bent forward and kissed her, pressing her body against me, my tongue finding hers. Her breath quickened and I began to kiss her neck, she was obviously nervous and a damp sheen of sweat had begun to form on her neck, making her hair slightly damp. I thought to myself “I wonder what else is getting wet?” as I began to rub her mound through her thin panties. Sure enough, her panties were a little damp, the heat against my fingers like a furnace.
She removed my shirt and tried to unfasten my jeans. The nerves were coming in for her as she fumbled with my buttons, I helped her pop the last two open. She pulled my jeans and boxers down and my cock sprung out. Without saying a word, she studied my cock with a smile on her face, gripping it in her hand, just a little too tightly, but I was in no mood to complain. She began to lick the tip of my cock and run her lips down the swelling shaft. She wrapped her lips over the head of my eager dick and her tongue moved around in circles before taking me to the back of her throat.
The demure woman that had been sat in my lounge, had turned into a cock loving temptress, I’d finally managed to wake the woman I had been chatting with for the last month.
She squeezed my cock and watched the precum at my tip as it ran down the front of my cock. She licked it up and said “Yummy. I can’t wait to taste your cum.” While looking straight into my eyes.
This certainly wasn’t the same woman who first arrived at my house, acting all prim and proper.
I moved her away from my cock and without saying a word, lifted her dress over her head. Her breasts barely covered by the white bra she was wearing. A matching g string covered her pussy. Visible signs of her arousal were apparent. Her nipples strained and scratched at the fabric covering them, poking through the material like bullets. Her cunt was clearly getting quite moist based on the damp patch on her white panties. The moisture making the cotton semi transparent, a hint of pussy lip showing as the material stuck in her wet snatch.
I unclipped her bra and placed it on the coffee table, kissing her breasts and tasting the sweat, all while I rubbed her pussy slowly through her panties.
I stood up while taking her hand and suggested we go through to the bedroom and get a little more comfortable. She quickly went through to the bathroom to freshen up.
I waited for her on the bed, my erection standing proud. I wasn’t waiting long, before she came into the room, she was now naked and gingerly trying to cover her breasts. I was smiling at the shyness, while exposing her clean shaved pussy. She joined me on the duvet.
We began kissing again, letting our hands roam over each other. My cock sticking into her hip, her breasts against my chest.
I told her to roll over, I reached for the baby oil and told her to relax. She looked at me strangely.
“I’m going to massage you, get rid of some of those nerves.”
Her skin was soft under my touch, goose bumps under my fingertips, smooth everywhere.
I watched her shoulders moving as she breathed, her eyes closed and lips slightly parted. I took my time, deliberate. I teased her body, making every fine hair stand up on her neck, making her entire body connect with her pussy that caused involuntary wetness and throbbing. The subtle curve of her hip moved of its own will. I don’t think she had any awareness that her body was moving involuntarily. My hands pushing her arse cheeks open as I pushed oil into them, watching the lips of her pussy, as they opened slightly, visible beads of nectar stringing between the soft folds, as they gently parted and closed.
I let my stiff cock occasionally brush against her, knowing how much we both wanted it inside of her. The head of my cock, shining as it touched her honey covered lips. I teased her just enough to feel her try and push back onto my aching cock, and then deny her penetration, adjusting my position just out of reach.
I rolled her over and I bent to kiss her deeply and passionately as my hand moved down her body to between her legs. They part of their own will allowing my fingers to access.
I massage the inside of her thighs, centimeters away from her pussy, but avoiding it. She exhaled a deep breath, shifting her hips, trying to hint for me to touch her clit. My hands working firm but gently at the same time. I worked my fingertips over her stomach then back down to her thighs.
I massage each leg in turn. Slowly committing to memory every curve and response of her body. I take my time with each foot, massaging every toe, purposely treating them like her clit. I could see the anticipation in her face as I finished my cruel massage.
I moved up the bed and lay next to her. I place her own hand between her legs and let my fingers rest on hers. I tell her I want to feel how she pleasures herself. She starts to move her hand gently, her fingers slipping inside herself, coating them in her juices, then they move against up to her clit. I kiss her and our tongues meet, simulating the movements below.
Tracing the contours of her lips, fingers running over her clit as her hips push against our slick fingers. My fingers are barely able to keep in union with hers. Our fingers slip against each other, my fingers and hers simultaneously sliding between her lips and rubbing her rock hard clit.
She moans into my mouth as her orgasm rips through her body, legs closing as they tense. It doesn’t seem to stop as we both carry on moving our hands in union between her dripping labia.
I move to down the bed and tell her to watch me. My head goes between her thighs.
My fingers slowly tease her outer lips, feeling them soft and supple, raising goose bumps under my fingertips, smooth skin under my fingers, and faintest hint of soft hair standing up on an almost, perfectly smooth mound.
The skill of a musician, feeling the slightest of vibrations and changes in tempo, I feel the pulse running under the flesh. I tease her nerves, like strings on a violin, building her to crescendo.
I slowly moved my mouth down towards the raging heat under my hands and replaced my fingers with soft, deliberate kisses. Unfurling her labia with my lips, like a delicate flower, glistening with the dew of her cum.
I kiss her clit, little firmer than my previous kisses, causing her to tense slightly, her previous orgasm still lingering. I open her slowly while watching the juices gather at the delicious entrance to her hot sex. My tongue laps the sweetness from her twitching hole and I drink in her wanting.
My mouth covers her clit and I slowly moved my tongue in ever decreasing circles. I move my left hand to hold her open and slip two fingers into her pussy. I feel her cunt gripping as I move them in and out of her. I moved my fingers to her entrance and worked in counter circles to my tongues movement. I used my free hand to reach up to her breasts, her nipple standing to attention at my touch. I roll it between my fingers, slowly squeezing them with enough pressure to make her gasp softly.
I pushed my fingers into her pussy as I felt her hot clit under my tongue slowly swelling, her hips moved against my mouth, pushing her labia against my lips and face.
The wet sound of my fingers inside her, slowly fucking her as the scent of her pussy fills my senses, driving me insane with desire to be inside of her. My cock was rigid, swollen and oozing precum against her foot.
I wet a third finger and slowly inserted it into her arse. Three fingers slowly fucking her, as I opened my mouth to take the rest of her pussy in. Resembling a deep French kiss on the most delicate area, my tongue entwined in her sweet and salty flesh, juices on my mouth and fingers.
I felt the tension inside, pulsing and gripping. I moved my mouth away for a moment, watching the twitching of her clit, the entrance to her pussy gripping my fingers and releasing at the same time. I envelop her clit in my lips, licking her until she couldn’t hold back anymore and she cums. Her back arches as she rides my mouth, my fingers ploughing inside her, keeping a steady rhythm, slick and wet, cum coating them and running between my knuckles. I began to slow my movement to give her time to enjoy the rapture of her body and I slowly removed my fingers from her. I ran my dripping fingers over her pussy lips, before licking the hot juices from her swollen labia, still twitching and convulsing. I lapped at her, like a hungry cat with a saucer of milk.
I moved to my knees, observing the sweating wreck of a woman before me. I rubbed her juice into my cock and kissed her deeply. The taste of her pussy on my lips as she kissed me hungrily and licked my face.
My cock came to rest against her clit. I used it to massage her pussy. Pushing the shaft up and down in a steady rhythm. Feeling my hard seven inches slipping over her wetness, from the entrance of her vagina to her clitoris, hips pushing up to meet my movement as her cum was spread between her lips, dripping down between her buttocks.
I let my cock rest at the entrance to her wet cunt, hard and throbbing. I pushed it slowly between her luscious, swollen cunt lips and felt her pussy gripping me in a wet embrace, as the head of my cock slipped, unhindered inside.
We moved together, the sound of our sex, loud and passionate, joined in one purpose she started to cum again. Her pussy gripping me from inside while the contractions massaged my cock, as she dug her nails in gripping my backside, holding me in her. Feeling like she was trying to pull my entire being, into her wet, hot, sticky cavern.
I thrust deep into her, feeling her cervix. I pushed her legs back to her shoulders. She let out little whimpers as my balls slapped against her arse. Her clit rubbing against my cock with every thrust, grinding our bodies together. She was squeezing her nipples, twisting them. My hand went to her clit and I rubbed it with my fingers. She couldn’t hold on and came again, but this time I carried on rubbing, keeping the rhythm, her hand on my wrist, trying to slow down my movement, wanting to come up for air. Another orgasm, but this time was different. She made an animalistic moan and her pussy convulsed, squirting her cum over my cock, my balls, running down my thighs.
I couldn’t hold back my own orgasm, I gripped her hips and thrust hard and deep, not knowing how I was still able to keep in her sopping wet cunt. My cock started to swell and boom, I was pumping my cum deep inside her. My mind and body felt release, sweat dripping from me onto her stomach, mixing with her own.
I stayed inside her for a minute before slowly sliding my still hard cock from her. She put her head on my belly and put my twitching, cum covered cock into her mouth.
“Next time I want you to cum in my mouth. Fuck I need a drink now”
“I’m not surprised” I said “not surprised at all”