We had met for dinner and eaten. She had gotten fully drunk. I was her first female lover. Supposedly a one night stand...this was our second date.
After dinner we head to the hotel next door, check in, and head to the room.
Once in I lock the door and push her gently up against the wall and kiss her. She tastes sweet, she moans slowly, deliciously.
I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer to me. I want to feel her against me. Her kiss becomes stronger, more assured, more desparate. Her mouth opens slightly and I take my queue, slipping my tongue into her mouth. She's trembling.
I lead her to the bed, after pulling away with protest. I sit down on the bed but I tell her to stand. I unbutton her snug blue shirtand peel it off of her, enjoying the feel of the flesh on her arms as my hands slide down them. I can smell her need...it's thick coming from her. She is short enough that I can pull her to me and bury my face the flesh on her stomach. I let her perfume fill me....her softness envelope me. My hands roam her back as I slip the hooks of her bra apart, pull the straps toward moment, and let it fall off her. I look up and notice she's looking me right in the eye. I pull at the button on her jeans, her hips come toward me as I unzip and strip them away.
I tell her to lay down on the bed. Her chest is rising and falling faster now. God, she's beautiful.
I straddle her and kiss her, my hands in her long golden hair. My breasts are against hers and I can feel her whole bodycome alive as I kiss her. Little does she know that this slow seduction has me so wet and aroused I can barely stand it....
I rub against her in a slow undulating way, just putting enough pressure on her trimmed mound to elicit a sound from her that is beyond description....something sweet and animal all at the same time.Her hands are on my hips, not guiding my rhythm as much as joining it.
I run my hands down her shoulders and slowly cup her breasts. Her nipples are erect and blush pink. I slide off her a little and kiss her breasts, flick her nipples with my tongue, She arches her back, pushing herself further into my mouth. When she does my hand trails along her side,then her thigh and finally, I cup her sweet wet pussy in my hand. Against my lips I hear her half moan, half whisper, "fuuuuck". This beautiful creature has no idea what she's doing to me, without doing anything at all.
I kiss her generously wherever I can before I move down any further. Her breasts, arms, neck, lips, they all need attention. Her skin is sweet and very lightly perfumed. Not that she needs perfume. She is one of those women who just plain smells wonderful.
I move down, part her legs, and sink onto the bed between them. I kiss her thigh and she squeals with pleasure. Her smooth skin is warm and willing. I move my kisses further up her leg until I can't take it any longer. With one slow, wet lick I part the lips of her pussy and finally taste her. Her back rises so far off the bed that it seems that I almost have to sit upright to continue. I draw the taste of her into my mouth and savor it. My hair brushes her legs and she shivers...she reaches down and buries her hands in my hair. I move my hands under the smal of her back and get a sure but gentle grip. Now I go to work on her with full force...
My tongue lightly roams within her folds, while my mind pays attention to her reactions. I find the sevret little spots that drive her mad in short order. My tongue moves side to side carefully, skipping over her clit for now...best to save that for later in the game. Her hips start to move in time and her thigh muscles tremble. She pushed closer to me and I cover her pussy with my warm mouth. She is incredibly wet by now...aching to cum, but I am not ready to relieve her torture. She is so close to orgasm she's shaking uncontrollably. I slide my finger into her without moving my mouth one bit. Then 2, then 3. At three she arches her back again, moans loudly and says one word, "more". While still licking her pussy luxuriously I slip in number 4...another moan, and finally number 5. I have my hand in her, she's soaked and moaning loudly, loving the unbelievable mix of pleasure and pain. She is so tight on my hand that I can feelevery shiver, every twitch of every muscle inside her. While i move my hand in and out of her I decide I am ready to release her. More than that, I want to hear her scream my name.
