I sense your presence before I see you. I feel your breath before I taste your kiss. My eyes arWoman meets her Mystery Lover.e closed before your lips touch mine. I don't know what you look like. Your lips caress mine gently. There are other people around but you don't care. You tell me to keep my eyes closed and take my hand. Where you are leading me, I don't know.
I feel something hard against my back. I hear a door open and you move me sideways. You push on my shoulders and I sit. The door closes, shutting out all the people around. I hear another door open and close again. I feel your hand on mine and I am happy. You tell me not to open my eyes until you say so. We drive someplace mysterious.
After a few minutes, the vehicle stops and I hear you get out. My door opens and you take my hand, pulling me out, making sure my eyes are still closed. We go through a door. I hear you talking to someone, then we walk down what I'm guessing is a hallway. I feel you stop so I stop walking. I wait. I hear you unlocking a door and opening it.
You take my hand and lead me through the door. You lead me into a room and have me sit down on something soft. I don't know if it's a couch, a chair or a bed because you won't let me open my eyes. I hear the door close and I hear you lock it. I feel you sit beside me and you pull me close to you and kiss me. Your hands are all over my body, pushing my shirt up to expose my breasts clad in a thin lace bra.
Your hand goes around my back and you unhook that bra and remove it from me along with my shirt. You say, "Don't open your eyes yet." and I don't. I feel you removing your shirt, then I feel your hands and mouth on my breasts, flicking my nipples and sucking on them gently. I moan softly. I feel you stand up and then you pull me to my feet and slide your hands into the waistband of my shorts and panties, pushing them down to my feet.
You kneel and remove my shoes and the shorts and underpants, then you press on my shoulders and I sit again. You press me back onto the piece of furniture that we are on, and you spread my legs slowly, running your hands up my inner thighs. Your fingertips brush the moist lips of my womanhood, which is completely shaved. You slowly press your fingers into me and spread my lips. I feel your hot breath on my wet skin right before your tongue slides over my clit.