Its you and I, out somewhere....maybe eating and talking in a dimly lit place that we like. You look beautiful, that sexual light shining on you. Your hair sways while you laugh with that perfect smile...everything about you drives me crazy, and nights like this always make me think: "This woman loves me.....I can make love to her....later I will make love to her."
We eat, discuss dessert and decide as usual to bring it home where we can share it by the fire later. We exchange a few kisses as we wait for the check and as always your smell and taste gets me warm and wanting you. Under the table you touch my thigh with those warm and strong hands, letting your fingers brush over the growing hardness in my pants. Kissing you will always do that to me.
In the car we kiss more deeply...I can feel you heating up and the kisses become more hungry and desperate. I kiss you hard now, my hand firmly grasping your head and pulling you towards me, sucking your tongue into my mouth and tasting your breath....breathing you into me....God I love you. Your hand has found me again, big and hard now. I want to be inside you...deep and hard, thrusting into you and making you melt over me. I say: "Lets go Angel, I want you". You say with that sly smile: "What are we going to do tonight baby?" I lean into you, whisper in your ear: "Angel, I want to take you home and fuck you for hours, I'm going to make you cum a hundred times."
This is fine with you and we fly home, kissing at the red lights, groping eachother whenever we can. I can already feel your wet pussy sliding down onto my cock. It's killing me. I can feel your heat through your panties...your skirt is hiked up to your waist and I feel your hot wetness through the silk.
We get stuck in a bit of traffic and while waiting, you lean over and tell me that you need to have my cock in your mouth....now. You unzip me and we don't care who sees us, nothing matters. You take me out and stroke me, slowly, but firmly, up and down until im ready to explode in your hand. You look down at it and see that expected shiny drop of cum on the tip and give me a greedy look just before you take my whole shaft into your mouth all the way to the bottom, squeezing my balls in your hand as you suck me deep into your throat. I can barely sit still as you slide your lips up and down me, sliding your tongue over the head before plunging back down again. You know this is killing me and look up at me and smile. I tell you that I'm going to cum if you keep this up and you nod your head on me, telling me that you want to taste my cum in your mouth, on your lips. You know that later there will be more for you, always more because only you have the power to do this to me. You suck on my head and lick the underside and sides until I fill your mouth with hot cum, more than you can swallow...some runs out of the corner of your mouth and you slide your lips down to catch it, squeezing my balls rhythmically, pumping it out of me, slurping me up.
As we drive the short distance home, you lean back in your seat with your legs spread, touching yourself, spreading your wet lips and rubbing your clit for me. I can smell your wetness as you put your fingers inside....those red nails coming out slick and glossy with your juices. You're moaning, but tell me that you don't want to cum yet, you want to be wet and ready when I enter you.