I didn't call that midnight, but I did the next morning.
I invited her to brunch and when I went to pick her up, she answered the door wearing only a sheer silky robe. Her body was clearly visible through the translucent fabric. Statuesque and confident, she stood there, displaying her wonderful womanly shape. I had always assumed her physique would be boyish, but it was not. She had beautiful soft curves, amazing hips which framed a tiny strip of light hair, pretty tits (I'd guess a 34 b) with perfect aureoles nipples already excited and erect.
She waved her hand up and down her body with a flourish and declared, "brunch is now served."
I stepped in and she shut the door. She had her back to me so I stepped up behind her and hugged her from behind. My rapidly growing erection pressed against my pants and her butt. She reached up and back wrapping her hands around my neck. This had the effect of lengthening her body and providing me unrestricted access. She hung lightly from my neck and arched her back, grinding that perfect ass against my pants. My hands went to her hips and helped to hold her against me.
Her skin felt soft and cool through the sheer robe and the silkiness slid delightfully over her creamy freckled skin. I slid my hands up her sides and down again pulling her hips to me. I slid my hands up again. One hand went to her head, pulling her head to the side revealing her beautiful neck which I began to devour, my lips and tongue playing up and down the sexy curve from her ear to her collarbone. My other hand ran across her upper chest, then down over her breast. Her tit was a perfect little handful. The silken barrier between our skin made exploring her pretty breast all the more exciting. I circled it, around, down along the side, then under and up. With her arms and torso stretched her tits stood almost straight out without any hang. Each time I circled she cooed and moaned lightly. My circles got smaller and smaller finding their way to her rock hard nipple. I circled the nipple for a long time, feeling its heat through the fabric, occasionally stopping to pinch and squeeze. I squeezed gently and she moaned 'mmmmm' then I pinched more forcefully and heard her suck air through her teeth and exhale 'oh fuck yes'. Now my hands were circling both breasts, squeezing and pinching and pulling. She now hung heavily from me, grinding her ass against my groin.
I let my hand fall, working across her belly, feeling her womanly curves and her warm soft belly I circled her belly button and she giggled and tried to pull away. which forced her back against my crotch yet again. I slid my hand, over the fabric down over the small patch of hair, light and fuzzy and trimmed with care. As my fingers played over her mons venus she let out a moan, deeper in her throat. I felt her hips rock forward to my hand. I held my hand in place and felt her wriggle her pussy on my hand, trying with each rotation to mount my hand more fully. Her robe at this point had stretched lightly over her labia and I could feel every curve, every fold, even the heat from her sex.
I moved my hand so that the robe fell open and finally my skin was on hers. We both moaned as the heat of our skin touched. She had turned her head to mine and was breathing heavily in my ear as I circled her pussy with my fingers. Over the pretty mound, down along the outer lips, then over, and up the other side. slowly at first, oh so slowly. She would rock her hips, placing my fingers just where she needed them and she'd moan that deep throaty moan that I fell in love with.
She started back and forth rotating her hips like a belly dancer and that's when I felt her wetness. My fingers were gliding back and forth over those perfect lips when she stopped with my middle finger in her slit. She expertly rocked her hips, spreading the lips and placing me in her inner folds. They were soft and hot and wet, oh so wet. A creamy heat that was like nothing I had ever felt before. She rocked her hips taking pleasure from my fingers. I broke the hold and she whimpered a bit, I raised the soaked fingers across her body to my lips and tasted her juices. Almost no taste at all, except a light tangy sweetness. I wanted more.
She whispered "I love watching you taste me like that."
I reached down again, more grinding more moaning, and again I raised my fingers to my lips, but this time she intercepted my hand and redirected my sex soaked fingers to her own mouth, she licked and sucked greedily at her juices, which brought back memories of how she lustily swallowed my seed the night before.
I wanted to stay there all day, but I'm only human and my lust took over. I directed her to the back of a couch nearby and bent her over it. I kissed my way down her back to her perfect ass. I kissed and squeezed each cheek as she spread her legs and rocked her pelvis to my mouth.
I kissed her pussy the way I kissed her mouth, a long slow meeting of our lips, sliding gently over each other, I extended my tongue and licked her lightly from her ass to her clit. Then back and forth over them. then again deeper sliding my tongue between those amazing lips.
Now I took her wetness from the source. I devoured her and spread the juices with my tongue, and lips and nose. She ground her pussy against me, fucking my face as I flicked and teased her clit with my mouth. She performed long strokes, rocking her hips forward and tightening her ass, my tongue fighting to get between her cheeks, then she'd arch her back, my tongue teasing her rim then running the entire length of her sex to her clit.
Without warning she reached back and took a handful of my hair. Holding me tightly in place.
