We met at a bar. ClichΓ©, I know, but it's one of the most relaxed places to meet a date from online. Julie was gorgeous, curvy, and confident, with long red hair and glossy pink lips. We each had two beers and spent the time whispering naughty things to each other in the middle of the crowded room. We talked about limits, our partners, and things we were comfortable with. Then, she grinned, glanced around, and leaned in until her lips brushed my ear. Julie whispered what she wanted me to do to her, and I couldn't help but smile. The word "please" always sends shivers through me.
Later, at home, I sat mesmerized on the bed as this beauty undressed for me oh-so-slowly. She stood naked and proud in the candlelight, hands behind her back. I stood and walked around her, admiring, "Hmm, good girl... very nice..." I stepped up close to her and lifted her breasts, warm and heavy, in my hands. She closed her eyes, and I took the opportunity to place a gentle kiss on her pink lips. Then, still smiling, I stepped back and shimmied out of my own clothes. I was just a little taller than Julia, and I liked that. Moving behind her again, I pressed my body against hers, put her hands on my hips, and began kissing her neck slowly. I ran my hands along her breasts, belly, and hips, touching her with just my fingertips.
In minutes she was stretched out on my bed, waiting for me to dig toys out of my drawer. I started with some soft velcro cuffs, attaching Julie's hands to the hook at the head of my bed. This stretched her body out for me, her chest pointed upward, and I couldn't help planting small kisses around the sides of her boobs. I was very careful not to touch her nipples yet, I wanted to tease her. I continued down with my kisses, across her belly and onto the tops of her thighs. She sighed, not saying a word, and shifted her legs open.
I moved back up and kissed her hard, sliding my thigh in between her legs and grinding a little. She tasted so good, the kiss lasted several minutes. I darted my tongue into her mouth, and nibbled her lower lip, running my hands over her sides. When I finally pulled away, she was squirming against my thigh. I smiled and moved my lips to her neck, flicking my tongue down her throat and across her collarbone. Then, I dragged my lips to the top of her left breast, and trailed kisses down and between them. With my left hand, I massaged and squeezed her other breast, careful not to touch the nipple.