When I arrived at your doorstep, the butterflies in my stomach were slam dancing about, threatening to destroy my nerve. But you had told me you would be alone this weekend and given me a whole song and dance about how you hated to sleep alone and how the house feels so empty, and how I had a blanket invitation to show up anytime I pleased. I believe it was a hint, no I know it was a hint because we've been fairly intimate via the phone and I don't think you'd BS me like that.
I knock, hear the patter of feet running down stairs, and a muffled squeal of delight shortly before the door opens. There you are, long auburn hair flowing loose, looking just breathtaking in some hip hugging sweat pants and an undershirt struggling to cover your fabulous cleavage, I'm hard almost instantly. "Erin, I-..." your hair muffles what I was going to say as you throw yourself into my arms.
You pull me inside and grip my hand. There's energy between us, just under the surface and barely contained as we make small talk and you give me a tour of your home. It's everything you said it was and so are you, voluptuous and alluring, hair smelling faintly of flowers, so comfortable in your near state of undress. I'm barely paying attention to your tour, my head is reeling, so distracted by your amazing tits, eyeing them hungrily as they sway while you walk and pull me through each room. "You're beautiful" I blurt out and then blush as you stop, frozen.
We're in the hallway towards your bedroom, I realize, as you slowly turn towards me. You see me gazing at your breasts and your nipples harden through the thin cotton of the undershirt. "Come here" you direct me and I obey. Shoving me into the wall, you take my head in your hands and kiss me. At first I'm shocked at how forward you are, but then I remember who I'm dealing with- the most sexually liberated person I've ever happened across and the kinkiest vixen I know. The kiss is forceful, you shoving your tongue inside my mouth, engaging mine. Your body is against mine, your heavenly tits crush into me, nipples so hard it almost feels as though they will burn through our clothing. My hands hold you close, groping down your spine and hips. You grind your pelvis against my cock and smile, biting my lip as you do so.
Running your hands down my chest, we separate slightly but continue kissing madly, nuzzling our faces, sucking on one another's tongues and lips, breathing in all the electricity around us. Your hands start to pull up my shirt and I raise my arms to help you, but you pin my elbows to the wall. Determinedly you fix me a look of such wanton lust and pull back a bit to gain more leverage on my arms. Our eyes never break contact until you grin wickedly and dip your head. Alternately licking and kissing your way across my chest, your lips reach my nipples and begin to suck. Gently at first, teething them a bit. I moan at the attention, enjoying the unusual pleasure. You stay there, holding me against the wall, working my nipples, and enjoying my squirming and moaning. "Oh God, "I breathe heavily, taking in every sensation: the smell of your hair and breath, the suction on my nips, the way your lips feel on mine, the hardness of my cock, straining against my pants, aching to feel your body against it again, desperate to invade you.
Finally you cease your sucking on my nips and release my arms and step back, smiling coyly. I remove my shirt. Your shapely hips sway to thundering of our heartbeats, dancing to the secret beat. I reach out and draw you closer, suddenly spinning you around. You gasp slightly when your bottom bounces into the hardness of my cock still inside my pants. Once hand around your middle, I sweep your hair from your neck and ear with the other. Pressing my dick into you, I start to bite and suck on your neck. Now it's your turn to moan as I kiss and lick my way into your ear. Breathing hot air into you ear, I whisper "We have waited too long to do this, You're mine tonight." As I gently nibble on your earlobe you begin to melt, sagging into me. My hand from around your stomach creeps upwards, my palms ever so slightly grazing against your breast through the shirt. Around the underside I touch you, up the side of your cleavage and across your nipples, probing your ear with my tongue and breath, kissing behind your ear and biting your neck.
With your back to me you fumble with my pants, unsnapping them and then grabbing a handful of my cock. "Unhhhh" I moan as my dick finally gets the direct contact I've been craving, My hands rush to cup your breasts, pressing into them and feeling their delightful heft. We're moaning together, both gloriously happy playing with each other's tender bits.