At the hotel, I ask you to give me 5 minutes in the room before you come up...and you impatiently agree...while waiting you order white wine for the room, and chocolate dipped strawberries...a street vendor passes by selling roses...you buy a single red bud, not yet fully opened... Minutes later your gentle knock causes the door to swing open...walking in, you search for me...and find me waiting...curled on the corner of the couch, soft hair against my face, lipstick gone, and my body covered only in a white lace nightie...like something form Victorian times...if it was not see through it would be oh so modest...but the lace gives you glimpses of my nipples and my bare pussy... "Please, come and kiss me", I beg... And you stand there motionless...frozen...I bow my head a little unsure of your thoughts...you step forward and hand me the rose saying "I cannot give you my love, for this is not about love, but I can give you my admiration and desire...will you accept this gift?" In answer I smile, and begin to unbuckle your belt...
Your quick intake of breath lets me know how ready you are...and I too am dripping in desire,...but before you slide inside me for the ultimate completeness, I must taste your cock. You slip off your shoes and pants, your shirt and socks follow...I find you standing in front of me in only your boxers...I stand and kiss you, our tongues dancing in each others mouths as we moan in delight...you cup my breasts and then my round ass, your hands everywhere at once, yet not touching nearly enough of me...frantically, I pull down your boxers and am pleased to see your cock, standing at attention, the head glistening with pre-cum...
I push you onto the couch, and you sit, legs spread...I pull down the lace nightie to reveal my big tits, pointy nipples and creamy skin...I spread your legs and my eyes gleam with desire as I look at your pole, so ready for me...I want to sit on it...to plunge myself on it...but not until I taste you...I move between your legs, pushing them open more and my tongue comes out, gently licking the head like a child with an ice cream, the same delight and wonder on my face...you close you eyes momentarily...but open them quickly ...not wanting to miss a thing...my soft lips encircle the head as I hold the base if your shaft firmly in my left hand...I savor your clean flavour...the satin skin of your cock encasing a shaft of pure steel...
I cup your balls and caress them as my tongue and lips dance...suddenly I open wide and plunge my mouth down to the base of your cock...taking you deep in the back of my throat...you fling back your head involuntarily...a loud "uuuuhhhhhh" escaping your throat...and I tickle my tonsils with your wand...then I am licking the head again...I tease it and taunt it with lips, teeth and tongue, gentle yet aggressive...my moans of delight at your taste please you, knowing I love sucking you almost as much as you are enjoy being pleasured by me...Again and again I lick suck you, deep throating you in ways you never imagined possible. I lift your balls and taste them...soft and yet firm, sucking them in my mouth gently, one at a time...and then both at once...You shake your head in disbelief, not ever having experienced anything like this...I slide you forward more and lick the skin behind your balls...sucking it gently...my tongue slides towards your ass, and gently rims you...and then darts in...and you moan in delight...I move back up and start all over again...until you are ready to burst.
When you are slathered in my saliva I sit up a bit and move forward, wrapping your cock in my giant tits, holding them with my hands as I engulf you an a tunnel of creamy tit flesh...I begin to move them up and down...fucking your cock with my breasts...you pull the nipples with your fingers as you watch your cock coming up and down between my mounds...my head bends and I am licking the head as it pokes through, moaning and panting...your hips begin to buck...your balls are pulsing as your cock tightens,...read to explode...I look up at you...my lips glistening with saliva...parted to show white teeth and tongue...panting...and I beg "Please Peterson, come on my tits...for me?"
"Oh God yes!" you reply, and suddenly your hips move hard and you begin to shake slightly as your cum begins to pump on my tits...one , two, three, oh God...seven, eight, ...fourteen spurts later...you stop bucking and lay your head back in delight..."Look at me," I demand...and as you tilt your head forward in a glaze...you watch me lick your thick cords of cream off of my breasts...savoring your salty flavour...and the flesh of my breasts...I smile at you as you watch and say "And that's just an appetizer!"
