I couldn't believe that we were going to see each other again after so long. When we first met he was nervous and anxious; I thought he didn't like me, and that he was disappointed in what he saw. Who knew he was actually smitten with me but just didn't make 'the move'? He made my heart race, and I thought to myself 'Wow, he is so good looking', he stood about 5'10 slender without being skinny; he had an athlete's body. His hair was thick spikey black, he was half Asian and American and his eyes were a hunter green and had a slight almond shape. His lips were exceptionally full, the kind that girls would pay for. We had kept in touch now and then over the years, I got married and he got married, but we always talked about how it could have been between us.
Now six years later we are finally going to explore what has always kept our attraction to each other.
He was going to be in town to watch his mother's house while she went on vacation and my husband had to cover someone's shift so I was alone all night. I was nervous driving out to his mother's place; I had dressed especially for him. I wore a low cut black dress and heels, and carefully coordinated my under garments; a black thong and matching black demi satin bra. I made sure that I shaved my pussy for him, moisturized and lightly perfumed. I pulled into the driveway, checked myself in the mirror and tried to calm down.
"Hey stranger" he was leaning against the door, with his thumbs hooked in the pockets of his jeans; the porch light shadowed him just perfectly. His essence seemed more mature not as nervous as our first meeting, I guess marriage does that to you. My nervousness dissolved as I looked into his warm eyes.
"Hey back" I smiled and he leant into me giving me a hug. His embrace was strong and he smelled delicious. I rubbed my nose against his neck, his cologne was light with a spice undertone, his neck was strong and I wanted to bite it. Instead I gave him a little kiss and could almost feel his heartbeat. His dog came bounding from inside and pushed me into him, by instinct he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him "I got you".
He held my hand as he made his way inside the house. It was decorated in late 1970's, it seemed his mother didn't change much after his father had died; it kind of reminded me of my parents' home and I was at ease. I put my purse down as he walked toward the kitchen and I could hear him open a bottle of wine, a movie was playing in the background, how he loved his sci-fi movies. As he came from the kitchen he set two glasses on the table, filling them with a nice zinfandel and the dog curled in the corner bored with us.
"Make you comfortable" his fingers grazed mine as he handed me my wine glass, it felt like tiny electric shocks and I could tell he felt it too. He took a sip of the wine and droplet was on his full bottom lip, and his tongue slipped out and absorbed it, and my pussy started to ache.
I took off my shoes and took a sip of wine; it was sweet with a hint of dryness, kind of like his sense of humor.
"Those were killing me" I smiled at him and he took my hand and sat me next to him on the sofa, we made small talk and drank wine, the movie was just white noise in the background at this point.
As our conversation continues he would make contact with my eyes never wavering and his shyness is no longer visible. Listening to him I am hypnotized by his hunter green eyes, I could tell the wine was having effect on both of us and I couldn't help but focus on his lips, and I can tell he knows what I am thinking because a slow smile appears on them. I put my wine glass on the table, and my thigh brushes against his and I decide to take the situation in hand.
"I guess I will start this; I have dreamt of doing this for years" I rested my hand on his knee and pressed against his side. His left arm was round the back of the sofa while his right rested on his leg. I pressed my lips to his, soft at first, I could taste the wine on his mouth; I opened my lips and slid my tongue in. It was a long hot kiss, my heart hammered in my chest, my breathing coming faster. His hand slid up my thigh to my ass and the hand around my shoulder buried itself at the back of my neck strong but not forceful. I could hear and feel him moan in my mouth pulling back I bite his gorgeous bottom lip.
"I knew it would be like that" his hand was still on my ass and I grabbed it and slid it under my dress, to feel flesh on flesh, heat.
He kissed me again, this time harder and I couldn't control my passion any longer and without breaking the kiss I climbed onto his lap, straddling him. I could feel his hard cock through his jeans rubbing against my pussy. He moved both his hands under my skirt to my full ass cheeks, I filled them. My hips started to gyrate instinctively against him, driving both of us crazy.
I broke the kiss and I looked into his eyes, my face inches from him and the pair of us smiled.
"Beautiful" he moaned, as he buried his face in my cleavage, his hot tongue running a trail up to my neck.
He pulled my dress over my head and threw it on the floor now just in bra and panties; I grinded my partially clad body harder into his confined bulge I couldn't believe this was actually happening after so long.
I pulled his shirt over his head start kissing his chest. His chest was hairless and firm from his active lifestyle; his nipples were a light milk chocolate color and had become erect. His taunt stomach had a soft line of hair that disappeared into his jeans. I couldn't resist putting little bites here and there. I could feel his heartbeat against my lips.
"I want to taste all of you" I climbed off his lap and could see I had left a wet spot on his jeans, feeling a little embarrassed he looked at it and a naughty smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Is that all for me?" he said playfully rubbing his finger on the spot.
"Well you made it" I said shyly, he laughed and stood up, shirtless I could see the full glory of his body and the bulge in his pants was prominent.
I knelt down in front of him and started to unbutton his pants, sliding them down his legs, his engorged bulge staring me in the face. My mouth began to water, I rubbed my nose against his covered cock and it jumped at my nearness, tapping me on the tip of my nose.
"He knows me" I looked up at him, his partially naked body tense with anticipation, he nodded in agreement I could see in his eyes he was waiting for my full red lips to wrap around him and he licked his.
"I think I should release him so we can meet up close and personal?" I pulled his boxer briefs off and his cock is gorgeous and erect, long at least 7 ½ inches, a beautiful mushroom head and very nicely trimmed tight sacs. An iridescent droplet is at the tip of his thick head.
I lick the tip of his cock and he shivered, letting his head fall back enjoying the feeling; I liked watching the effect I had on him.
More sweet pre cum oozed from his cock and I licked it up like liquid candy. I wanted more; I stroked him and milked more of him into my mouth. I rubbed the tip around my lips, like lip gloss and licked it off savoring it.
"You taste delicious" I whispered against his shaft.
I licked the entire length of him and took him in my mouth. Slow at first because I wanted to adjust to him and enjoy the taste and smell of him. I slid my hands up his legs around to his ass and held on. Pumping my head up and down taking as much of him in as possible I dig my nails into his ass. I started to suck faster, pulling his length out and rubbing his cock on my face letting it rest on against my cheek as I licked his balls, so tight... so full.
I could feel his hands kneading my shoulders and then one hand caressing my cheek; he was trying desperately not too guide my head on him. I could hear his breathing, and grunts trying not to cum. His legs started to shake and I could hear him say "Not yet".
He pulled me up by my shoulders and I can see his eyes were on fire, and heavy with passion he was trying to calm his breathing.
"I am not done yet" I moaned, wanting to sate him and to feel him explode in my mouth.
