"Hola, good looking," Maria says, smiling brilliantly at me from my doorframe. She looks beautiful, with her long dark hair framing her pretty face and her pretty teal eyes staring at me sexily.
"Hey, beautiful," I respond. She steps forward to kiss my cheek and hug me tightly. I wrap my arms around her and savor the feeling of her warm, feminine body pressed against me, her head pressed against my chest.
"It's been too long," I say, reluctantly breaking the embrace and motioning for her to come inside. She plops down in my easy chair and kicks off her shoes, relaxing with familiar comfort.
"It has not been long at all since we have spoken," she replies. "Although I suppose it has been months since I saw you in the flesh."
"Wait, didn't you see my "flesh" on my webcam not too long ago?" I ask, teasing her.
"Shhhh..." she says, smiling naughtily. "Do not be technical with me."
I stand behind her, gently caressing her shoulders and neck. "How long has it been since we... got together?" I ask her.
"Eight or nine months. Do I even want to know how many different girls you have had since then?" She looks up at me, grinning with an impish challenge.
I lift my hand and extend all my fingers, wiggling them at her.
"Five? Well I guess that is not TOO many for a slut like you," she tells me, standing up and walking towards my bedroom. "Of course, I've only been with one since then."
"Well, it isn't my fault you dated Alex for over six months. You can't blame me for finding other outlets for my sexual needs."
"I suppose not. However, I do not think you would say no to a cute girl even if you were getting some from me," she tells me. We're in my bedroom, and I shut the door behind us. We both know why she's here, yet playing our little game of cat and mouse is part of the fun of our encounters.
We were together for over a year, and have been off and on sex buddies in the years since. There have been breaks when either of us is in a monogamous relationship, yet we've kept up an unspoken agreement that whenever both of us are single the door is open.
"Well, if I'm too big of a slut for you we don't have to do this," I tell her, removing my shirt.
"Hmmm, let me think," she responds, taking off her thin white tank top. She's wearing a basic but attractive black bra. It cups her small breasts nicely, lifting and them upward slightly to create an illusion of greater size, a small cavern of tantalizing cleavage. "I could say 'no, let's not do this' and pretend I was not going to," she continued. "Maybe that would be hot for you, if I played hard to get," she continued, removing her jeans. Her panties are also black, a brief string bikini style cut. Her legs are still smooth, her ass still highly squeezable. "But how about I just suck your cock instead?" she asks, stepping in front of me and sinking to my knees.
I undo my pants and yank them and my boxers down together. My cock springs free, already hugely rigid from anticipation. She smiles at me, licking her lips slightly before grasping my shaft and taking me into her mouth.
It's either her brain or the muscle memory of her mouth, but she still remembers exactly how to please me. Giving head is not a chore nor simply foreplay for Maria. She is a rare breed of woman, one who becomes truly aroused giving oral pleasure. I recall one tryst we planned where her period arrived a day early, much to her chagrin. She didn't want to have intercourse, but was adamantly opposed when I suggested we just take a rain check. Twenty minutes later we were cuddled together on her bed, me sighing contentedly at having received some wonderful head.
"God, baby, that feels so good," I moan. I'm sure she already knows that I love what she's doing to me, but I like to tell her anyways. Looking down with rapt attention, I watch her slide her lips up and down on my thick shaft, taking the bulk of it into her mouth with each pass. Standing over a woman while she gives me head is a favorite activity of mine.
Maria looks up at me as she continues sucking upon my cock. Of the two of us, I'm far more talkative during sex. She lets her body do the talking for her, although during the heat of the moment she certainly expresses herself vocally.
Her lips release my cock and she whispers, "I need you. Now." Who am I to deny this beautiful, sexy woman the pleasure of my cock?
