Ash and I sat across from each other at our favorite hookah café on a Friday night, sharing an orange vanilla hookah, my favorite flavor. It was very crowded, but all my focus was on her. I enjoy smoking with her, but even more than that, I love watching her smoke. The way she places the pipe between her lips is very sexy and the way she slowly inhales and exhales looks sensual. It's all yet another reminder of how talented and skilled her lips and tongue are.
After a few minutes, she handed the pipe to me across the table and I began to smoke. The hookah tasted great but that quickly became secondary. A few seconds after I started inhaling, I felt something on my lap. I looked down and saw that Ash had taken off her boots and socks and was resting her bare feet on my lap. Her amazing soles, my favorite part of her body, were staring up at me and waving. Within a few seconds I was rock hard. I then looked across the table and saw Ash with that sexy, mischievous smile of hers. I smiled back and she responded by slowly opening her mouth and licking her lips, the way she often licks me. My pulse quickened and as I exhaled, I stared at her empty tongue piercing, hoping that she'd put in a tongue ring when we got home that night.
When I handed the pipe back to her a few minutes later, my hands immediately went to work on her feet. I took turns thoroughly massaging each one while her free foot slowly played with my fuckstick through my jeans. While that was happened, my eyes shifted back and forth from her soles to her lips.
I was so turned on and soaking with pre-come, I wanted us to go home as soon as the bowl was done. But I knew there was little chance of that. The night was still young and when Ash and I go to a café, we usually stay for a few hours and smoke two or three bowls together. Furthermore, I didn't want her to feel pressured to leave early, so I asked if she wanted another bowl.
"Yes," she said with a big smile. I was disappointed but not surprised. I figured I'd just be patient and enjoy the next bowl with her. But then, after a dramatic pause, she added "But not here!"
"Where, then?" I asked with a light smile, sounding calm but feeling very excited.
"Home!" she responded, giving me the exact answer I wanted to hear!
As I drove us home, we held hands the whole way and did some kissing at the red lights, but stayed fairly controlled. We got home in about 20 minutes and went straight to our bedroom, where Ash immediately got her hookah, sat down at her desk, and made us a bowl of black raspberry. While she was making it, I stood behind her, wrapped my arms around her, and planted kisses on her neck, shoulders and cheeks. A few times, she turned her head to the side, just long enough for us to have a quick kiss on the lips.
As soon as the hookah was ready, she set it on the nightstand, at the immediate right of the bed, while I sat down on the side of the bed, facing her. She gave me a sexy smile, held up her right index finger, and opened the drawer of the nightstand. A few seconds later, she pulled out a tongue ring. As soon as I saw it, I felt my fuckstick throb. She put the tongue ring in, handed me the pipe, put her hands on my shoulders, and guided me down onto my back.
I began to slowly inhale as she got in bed with me, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, and ripped them and my underpants off together. I took off my sweatshirt by myself. She gripped my shaft with her left hand and my balls with her right hand, took out her tongue, and began slowly licking right under my head, especially under my spout. Ash's tongue is extremely skilled by itself and adding the stimulation from her tongue ring greatly multiplied my stimulation. I moaned softly while smoking.