Something to Eat

You find yourself at my house. You have had a long day at work; not especially difficult, but long. You need something to relax, hence why you have called me. You knock on the door. I know you are coming but it is still polite. As I let you in you can tell my day has been just as long as yours.

We go inside and I begin to make you a cup of tea. I am sure that will aide in your recovery. It seems to you that there is something nagging at the back of my mind, something lurking in my brain. I notice that something similar is happening to you. "Let's forget whatever drives us mad today." I say in some sort of decree. "I am here, so are you. We can relax together."

You know what I mean by 'relax'. That is why you texted me. I look over to you. Wondering what has ailed your day, thinking that it may be something like what ailed mine. You ask about my day.

"May I tell you after I have something to eat?" Without even completely waiting for your reply I step toward you. My body presses up against you, carefully but with determination. I immediately kiss your lips. Your surprise is evident, though not completely unexpected. You feel a hand on each of your butt cheeks as I slowly pull you toward me.

Your body excites me. My mouth begins to travel down the side of your neck. My lips stay on your neck as my arms embrace your body. You feel one hand slide beneath your pants and another slip under your shirt. The spur of my skin upon yours informs you that I mean business. I can feel you are getting wet as soon as my fingers brush your pussy.

My head slowly begins to move down along your body. I kiss your breast as best I can through your shirt as my fingers continue travelling around you. I begin to lower my body as my face begins to level with your hips. You unbutton your shirt slightly. Seeing me down there turns you on. You feel my hand gently pull down your pants. They fall around your ankles.

Your panties follow after not much time. There happens to be a seat nearby. You sit down on it as best you can. I grab an ankle and use it as a lever to raise your leg above me, forcing you to sit low. My pace begins to slow. I kiss your ankle as I look up with a degree of childishness in my eyes. My lips now find themselves on your shin, still moving slowly, kissing passionately. The anticipation is building up inside you. You can feel it like a well of water beginning to boil.

You look down at me, wishing I would go faster, but loving the growing feeling at the same time. My head slowly makes it's way up your leg, though it never quickens. I never race, I never go too hard, I just let you boil in your obvious desire. My lips are now on your thigh, just above the knee. I adjust your leg so it hangs over my shoulder, for both your convenience and mine. It seems that my pace slows even more, though you doubt it actually does.

You begin to feel an inkling of my breath on your now dripping pussy. You are not even sure if that is my intention but it feels amazing. You shiver in anticipation. You catch yourself trying to inch your hips towards me, to make me arrive at my destination sooner.

You immediately can tell that I am teasing you when my head darts across to your other leg and just as slowly begins to travel downwards, towards your ankle. Now the anticipation builds so much faster. It seems almost like I am travelling back in time as you feel my lips travel down your body. Part of you wishes I would stop. Part of you enjoys every second of it. You are not sure which half is the real you.

You stay silent, knowing that I will just prolong the teasing if you complain. You look at me with eyes that are silently pleading for a release. By the time I reach your other ankle your pussy is throbbing with desire. I look between your legs. I immediately thrust my head upon your clit. You can feel my tongue and mouth against you. A great wave of pleasure crashes up along your body. My tongue begins to work around your clit.

You moan loudly as I finally begin to give you what you want. You grab the back of my head, as if to hold me there, making sure I don't tease you any further. You pull my head further in toward your hips. You can feel my tongue dancing around you. You then feel a finger gently slide into you. Your G-Spot seems to jump in excitement as my finger comes into it's contact.

Your moaning seems to encourage me further toward your heart. It seems I am trying my best to get there from between your legs. You seem to have no control over yourself. You let out moan after moan as the pleasure wracks your body. Each gasp of joy urges me forward.

You orgasm with a great outcry, your pussy quivers. Your clit seems to jump around you. Never had you felt so satisfied. Despite your giant moans of lust I keep going, though I begin to slow, eventually coming to an end, your satisfaction read by the smile on my face.