You stand alone in the room. It's dark, but not too dark. Quiet, but not too quiet. A small smile of nervous anticipation brightens your face as you wait. You know I am here, you know that I am approaching and you await my first touch with a delicious feeling of need.
I stand behind you and admire my woman before I approach. I can smell your perfume which drifts lazily in the air, for a moment it surrounds me and I close my eyes, allowing myself a moment of pure peace before I begin. I open them slowly and assess you with an experienced eye. You are what I like to call petite although I know you hate the word. My eyes travel up your legs, white smooth, like a porcelain. Over your ass, disappointingly still encased in a work skirt which is crying out to be removed. Up over your blouse, white and pressed against your skin with the heat. I can see the outline of your bra, another disappointment for you know I like you without, another target for removal. I smile for you are not making this easy tonight.
The first you feel of my presence is my hand on your belly as I pull you gently backwards into me. You can feel my breath on your skin, feel my chest against you, feel my hardness pressing against you ass. You take a small gasp of air as the anticipation of what is to come begins to turn into your reality. You feel my fingers start to slowly rub your belly as another hand lands lightly on your thigh and you feel me slowly begin to stroke you. I bend my head and plant a light kiss on your neck.
"Hello my darling, horny girl. I been missing you..."
More kisses on your neck, you nod forward and you feel my lips caress the nape of your neck, my tongue flicks out to taste you for the first time. I feel your belly suck in air once again, I know your weaknesses and I begin to enjoy exploiting them. I kiss the nape of your neck again, this time you can't contain the soft moan which is released as my fingers continue to stroke slowly, softly on your thigh.
"I think you've been missing me too. I can sense it, I can feel it, I know your body better than even you, and it cries out to me now..."
With that my hand rises up your thigh and squeezes the cheek of your ass, pressing my fingers into the soft flesh and bringing another moan. This time more pronounced, without the hesitancy of before, a moan of discovered need. My right hand begins to unpick the buttons at the base of your blouse, each one in its turn exposing more of your white skin, allow my fingers to touch, to stroke, to tempt as they undress you. Finally they have found their access and slip in to lie flat on your belly. I pull you back again, pressing the increasing hardness against you.
You are mind is starting to become overloaded with the messages of lust which are arising within you. Every new touch is stripping you of your defences, each kiss elicits a wave of desire, each word increases the desire arising in your pussy. Even as your body begins to surrender to your need, you know that you want to please me more and more with each passing moment, you begin to speak;
"Oh god, that feels good, do it..."
You feel me hand massage your ass, my lips on your neck and my fingernails tracing a circle around your navel all at once and your words dissolve again into a moan of pleasure. I run my tongue up your neck and nibble your ear.
"I'm going to strip you. I'm going to explore every inch of your body with my mouth, my lips, my tongue. I'm going to make that pussy of yours scream out for my cock. Then when you think you can't wait, I'm going to slide my cock into that wet cunt and fuck you".
With that I pop the remaining buttons on your blouse, my fingers tracing lightly on the underside of your breast, my other hand massaging your ass. My tongue flicks against your ear and I feel you shudder. Another weakness exposed so I do it again, and again. Now I feel you begin to press harder against my cock, I know that the desire in your blood is taking you over now, I no longer need to tease you slowly. Both my hands come up, pushing up your bra and exposing your breasts to my touch. I begin to massage them, rippling my fingers into your soft flesh, feeling them harden to my touch as I do so. I keep up the tempo, forcing you to breathe heavily now. You have exquisite breasts.
"That feels sooo good doesn't it my horny girl, I feel them harden to my touch, they can't resist my touch can they? They don't want to, they need to be tempted, they need to be stroked, they need to be caressed, they need to be kissed and sucked don't they? Tell me now".
"...yess..."
I stroke one finger across a nipple, you groan with pleasure. A guttural, primal groan.
"Good girl, good girl. That's nice wasn't it? Your nipple is hard for me. Your body is needy for me, your body is so horny for me isn't it?"
"...god...yes..."
Another stroke, another groan. Your ass is beginning to grind against my cock. My hands are massaging your breasts harder now, faster, moulding them with my touch. Your descent is gathering pace.
My hand drops from your breast and lifts your skirt, sliding immediately down to find your pussy. My first surprise, the horny bitch is not wearing any panties! It seems your demure dress was a fraud, you knew you would be fucked didn't you my darling horny bitch. I run a finger lightly over your slit and hear you groan out loud.
"My my my, so no panties for my horny bitch, what a bad girl you are, aren't you?"
Your breath is coming in short bursts and you barely whisper the words. I slide my finger over your slit again, beginning a tempo slowly back and forth, stroking your cunt. Words begin to come from you unsolicited, needy, filled with desire.
"Oooh that's good, so good...sooo...gooood! Oh god, I'm your bad girl, I'm your bad girl...keep going... please"
