You sigh lightly as you stare at your reflection in the mirror. It was a long day and you are looking forward to some fun and relaxation. You tussle your hair. It's perfect, as always. Your mind can't help but wonder what the night will bring. You step back to take one last look at yourself. You adjust your white body stocking, taking just a second to tease your excited nipples, lightly pinching each one. You can hardly wait.
You look amazing, but something is missing. Ah, yes, the lip gloss. How could you forget! You know I'd be disappointed if you had forgotten it. You pull it from your makeup bag, lean closer for a better look in the mirror and apply a subtle amount. Just enough to give your lips a hint shine. You smile knowing I would definitely approve. As you look at yourself in the mirror, you notice movement in the reflection. You shift your gaze. Your heart races and you whirl around. You are surprised to see me. You have no idea how long I've been there, nor do you care. All that matters is I'm there!
You playfully bite your lip and turn your eyes shyly to the floor as you tuck your hair behind your ear and nervously giggle. You can tell from the bulge in my pants that I approve of your choice of outfit for the day. I move towards you. I brush your hair back from your face and stare into your beautiful eyes. They close as I pull you to me and kiss you. I moan as your slick lips touch mine. That feeling drives me absolutely insane.
I break our embrace and start to kiss my way down your body leaving a trail of the lip gloss that has transferred from your lips to mine as I do. I kiss your cheek...then a quick nibble on your ear...your neck. Your head goes back in pleasure and goose bumps form on your skin. Your shoulder. I stop as I carefully slide your body stocking down off your shoulder, just enough to expose your erect nipple. Your hands move to my head, you run your fingers through my hair and you guide my warm mouth to your exposed breast. I kiss it gently, my tongue flicks across your aching nipple. My hand slides down the front of you. To my pleasure, it is a crotchless body stocking. You are totally open and exposed. My hand touches your pussy. You gasp at my touch and your knees go weak. You shift backwards and lean against the counter for support as my fingers gently massage your perfect pussy lips. Oh so perfect...just the perfect amount peeking out, begging to be kissed and sucked. So many nights those lips have flooded my dreams.