You get an envelope in the mail. No name on the outside, but you recognize the post mark. You wonder, "What is that girl up to now?"
You open the envelope. Just a birthday card. Well, that's nice. Then you open the card. Inside you find a short handwritten note. It simply says to meet me at a specific hotel at 8:00 Saturday night.
This piques your interest. I am finally giving you what you have been requesting for months...a full night together.
On the proposed day I go to the hotel and check in early. I give the clerk directions to give you a key to my room when you inquire about me, and to call me when you are on your way.
In the time between my arrival and yours I keep myself busy with preparations. I go to the toy store and pick up a few things we may want later, I go to the lingerie store and buy something new, and I prepare myself. I take a shower and shave making sure to leave my pussy unshaven (as it has been for a few days). I make sure my finger nails are perfect and my toes are done.
I am reading a magazine and anticipating the evening to come when the phone rings. I know who it is...only one person knows where I am. The clerk tells me you are on the way. I arrange myself on the bed and am looking comfortable when you open the door. My excitement is hard to contain.
I stay on the bed long enough for you to see me and take in the sight of the things I have done to prepare for you. Then, I am next to you. Pulling you down to kiss me. We both let out a small moan of pleasure at the contact we have long awaited, neither of us willing to break the kiss yet. You pick me up easily bringing me to your level. My legs wrap around you as if on their own, pulling me closer to you.
You sit down onto the bed, freeing your hands up to explore. Your hands move to my face and down my body. They stop at my breasts feeling them beneath the light material of my nighty. You caress them and tweak the nipples feeling them harden and hearing me moan at your touch. I am feeling your arousal beneath me. Your hands continue on, down my body over my ribs and stomach, over my hips to rest on my thighs momentarily. Your hands retrace their path back up my body and come to rest on my breasts once again.
You lay me down and remove my panties. As you look up at me you notice the items laid out on the side table. You grin knowing exactly what I had in mind as you take inventory of what is there: a basin for water, a razor, shave gel, extra towels, a small torpedo vibrator, a very large dildo.
You get up from next to me to inspect my display. You pick up the large dildo and hand it to me telling me to give you the live show that you have watched so many times.
Before I take the dildo from your hand I reach for your fly. I unbutton and unzip your pants, reach in and take your semi-rigid cock from its restraint. I am drawn to it. My hands are caressing you and I need to feel you in my mouth. I take your cock into my open mouth and slowly run my tongue across the tip of the head. I slowly start sucking on just the head of your cock until you are fully hard.
When you are hard, and begin to moan I stop. I take the dildo from your hand and lay back on the bed...my legs spread wide in your direction so you can see exactly what I am doing. I slide the tip of my toy up and down my already wet slit teasing myself. Finally, I place the head into my opening. Slowly, I work my toy into my pussy watching you slowly stroke your cock the whole time. I am working the dildo into me harder and faster with every stroke. The excitement of giving you a live show almost pushing me over the edge. I can't quite get the angle I need. I beg you to help me, please. You take the dildo from my hand and begin moving it in and out of me. I lay there writhing in pleasure. When I am near orgasm you stop telling me that it's not time yet.
You bend down to replace the dildo with your mouth, but stop when you see the blond hair that I have left growing. Without a word, you get up and take the water basin to the sink. You set the basin of warm water next to me and place towels beneath me. The water feels good against my swollen skin. You rub the rich lather over me and take to your task. Your fingers pull my skin taught and you begin shaving me. I am enjoying this new experience more than even I expected. The combination of your fingers and the razor on me is exhilarating. As you move down you are also letting your fingers drift once in a while. Each time your finger touches my slick inner lips I moan with pleasure. You take your time with this task making sure that it will be something I will remember for a long time to come.