I feel his hands on my lower back, guiding me into his apartment. I am surprised to see that it is not the standard white that seems to be in every Toronto condo. It's as if all the developers got together, did shrooms, and feel in love with this non-committal off-white. It's boring, but Sean seems to have painted his main living space s warm grey, with a single, large horizontal stripe in mint green across all four walls. His couch is navy velvet with actual throw pillows!
I catch his eye, and raise my eyebrows in approval. His hazel eyes don't change, but his smile widens slightly. Brushing his dark, shoulder length hair from his eyes, he takes my hand and leads me towards the bedroom.
When we get inside, I close to door and pin him up against it with my left forearm. I lower my gaze to take all of him in. I slide my right hand under his shirt to skim over his stomach. I can see he is amused, and allowing me this moment to inspect him; e leaves his arms by his sides.
Our night had been nice so far. We went to a hip restaurant at Dundas and Differing, and ordered fancy cocktails with our tapas style Japanese. I have to admit, it was awkward at times. I think he noticed me contemplating taking his close of later... or not. I had been on the fence, just on first impressions. But i suspended judgement, and proceeded to get to know him a bit better. He had two sisters, one younger and one older. He likes shoes, and has a close group of friends that moved to Toronto together after university.
Yada, yada, yada.
Everyone has cute things about them, but what sold me was his ability to roll with the punches. When i told him i was allergic to fish, after ordering in a Japanese restaurant, he didn't even flinch. He promptly went to speak with the kitchen to tell them we likely wouldn't be able to eat there; we grabbed our jackets, slightly buzzed, got street meat, and went for a walk down the colourful streets of Toronto. He already told me our next date we're going to play hide and go seek in IKEA!
Cut to - Sean's hands slowly curling around the flesh of my ass. Not a great time to reminisce, Annie.
I feel him pull on my cheeks to get a better grip. I take the queue to push my hips into his, and my hand higher on his stomach. I look at him through my lashes and we smile slowly at each other.
I pull his shirt up and over his head, and replace my hands on his chest. he is still waiting for me to take the lead - another point for Sean! Using his pecs as leverage, i begin to rub my hips against his, seeking friction to match the tension between us.
"Tell me, out loud, that you want this, and I won't stop." I say quietly, and wait for him to consent to all the things i want to do to his body.
"I want this, Annie." He replies in a low, even voice.
"What do you want, exactly? Give me details." I coach.
"First, I want you to undress me. Then i want you to take your shirt and bra off. Hold your tits your hands as you start to arouse yourself. Rub yourself on me, pinch your nipples, whatever feels good for you. And let me see you do it." Sean dictates. His voice is still low and even, and the control he is emitting is makes my nipples tingle. "Then i want you to take your jeans of slowly, facing away from me so i can see you pussy between your beautiful ass cheeks. Then, i'll lower myself to sit on the bed, and you'll sit down on my lap. Slowly rub your ass over my cock."
Holding his steady gaze, I say "alright, but nothing crazy like kissing or something!" I smile playfully and reach for the button on his pants. Opening them, I slide my hands slowly down his ass, underneath is boxers, and ease his pants off. I kneel down and help him step out of his pants. I rise slowly, licking the inside of his left thigh, sliding my tongue through the crease between his leg and testicle. I hear a sharp intake of breathe from above me.
I stand up the rest of the way, and remove my burgundy silk tank top, leaving me in my black and purple lacy bra. I turn around to lean against him, as I undo the clasp of my bra. My breast spill out of their holding, and i drop my forgotten bra at our feet. I lean back onto his chest, with my head on his right shoulder. His hands snake around my hips as I cup my breasts in each hand. They are sensitive to the touch, and my nipples are already hard pebbles from the tension between Sean and I.
I pinch my nipples slightly, and massage my boobs in small circles; they kiss in the middle as my hands rotate them towards each other. The swelling of the soft flesh feels amazing. My breathe kicks up a notch as my body begins to receive the kind of ministrations it has been waiting for since Sean walked me down that secluded side street and kissed me softly. I feel Sean speckle kisses down the left side of my neck, then pull back and capture my ear lobe between his teeth.
I transfer both of my boobs into my left arm, and sneak my right hand down into the front of my jeans. I slide inside my panties to feel the wetness that has accumulated there. I moan, involuntarily. I quickly undo the button of my jeans, and my ass squishes into his hips as i push off of Sean to remove my pants. I slide them slowly around my ass, letting Sean witness the flesh bubble free from the denim, and my swollen pinkness peak between my cheeks. Before I straighten up again, I feel Sean's hands on my hips, pulling me back towards him. He spreads my cheeks around his cock before I even have my pants off.
I kick the jeans and panties away from us, and I feel Sean spin me to face the door he had been leaning on. He pins me against the door, and i feel his hand skimming over my ass, in-between my legs, and finally dip his fingers into my pussy. I arch myself into the door to get some friction on my nipples. Next thing I know, Sean is wiping my pussy juice between my ass cheeks, and pumping his dick against me.
