Redheads.... All of them a bit crazy, definitely sexy as hell and unlike any other woman that a man will encounter in his sex life.
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little or maybe it's just that I've been more fortunate than some other guys. And with no offense or slight intended for other hair colors....... there is just something about redheads that get me going.
Perhaps I should back up a bit and explain.
My first encounter with a raven haired beauty was in college. Her hair was long, luxurious and the color of dark orange autumn leaves. Her skin was pale unless of course you considered her darker freckles that were everywhere on her body, and I do mean everywhere.
She wasn't tiny or even average in height or weight. She was wonderfully big, nicely proportioned, and again, I do mean everywhere.
Her sexual appetites were large too, and varied, and she was good at it... at least as far as I knew at the age of 19. We tried everything either one of us could think of and more often then not, ended up changing sheets on the bed so we wouldn't be sleeping in puddles of cum.
Oh to be young once more.
She was the nice one.
The not so nice one was later on in my life and where my first was all about fun, my second was all about herself, her friends, her career... and so it went. The sex was good but when it turned to be nastier and nastier.... I took my leave.... or tried to at least.
Changing phone numbers and email addresses didn't slow her down and it wasn't until I finally moved out of state that her attention finally moved elsewhere from making me miserable.
Finally we come to my current status of once again dating a red headed woman.... and with no regrets I might add.
How did we meet, you ask?
We just did, in the middle of the street, walking around at an Arts festival on a warm early spring day. I can't even tell you what specifically caused me to stop and say hello to her.
Yes, she is cute in her own way.
Yes, she is in good shape.
Yes, her hair is a smoky dark red.
And yes, I'm lucky that after my one word greeting that she saved me from embarrassment by pulling me along into what loosely resembled a conversation. Until that is we had walked about 30 yards and sat together drinking glasses of iced tea.
By that point I had recovered enough of my wits to actually be able to participate by using mostly complete sentences. I think it was her eyes that saved me...... they smiled once her sunglasses were on top of her head and not hiding them.
Our first meeting lasted probably 30 min and ended with us exchanging business cards (and cell numbers). Six days later it was a first date and forget what I said earlier.
She looked gorgeous, she looked hot and when she wants to get all dolled up, boy can she ever!
She, more than me, made the decision that night of having sex and I was all too willing to see just how much of her really was freckled.... along with the parts I hadn't already seen from the weekend before (great bikini top) or the ample amount of legs displayed from under the short skirt tonight.
The sun was coming up before we finally got any sleep that next morning and the "sexploration" that we both spent time doing was a bit frantic a few times but for the most part was quite relaxed and...... comfortable?
I suppose you could describe it as that.
Maybe it was just that at our relative "advanced" ages that we were no longer in an urgent rush having learned that sensuality can be far more stimulating even that very first time together.
Have I mentioned that she's a redhead?
I'll share with you a recent evening so you get an idea of why I think they are so special....
My back was against the corner of the couch and her head and all that red hair was lying comfortably on my thigh. The movie we had been watching was just finishing and for the last 30 minutes or so I had been toying with hair and stroking her head.
As what was beginning to be usual, she had on very brief panties, not quite a g-string and I had an old pair of boxers on. Neither of us choosing or needing to wear a t-shirt or top. I loved watching her begin to stretch, slowly reaching over her head which caused her breasts to appear to swell.
She has rather large nipples that although not particularly sensitive, are really sexy looking especially since even after children the refuse to sag much at all and hence are always visible to some degree. She rarely puts on a bra so even clothed; they are a constant reminder and tease to me.
At the same time she is doing this sensual little twist back and forth that draws my attention to the fact that she is in wonderful shape (fitness and form) and is moving her head deliberately around, rubbing and awakening my cock in the process.
"Time for bed," I ask?
"Nope," she replies, "time to play," and that said, she turns over and gets onto her hands and knees.
"It's all about you," she continues.
"The rest of the evening?" I ask back, wondering exactly where she is heading with this.
"Well, for a while at least," she answers.
"These have to go however," she says as she reached down to grab the waistband of my boxers and I raise my hips to help her remove them from me.
"Mmmmm, yummy looking," are the last words she speaks as she rocks forward and with just the tip of her tongue starts tracing patterns on my stomach and then chest, wetting and then blowing on my nipples one at a time till they've hardened.
By the time she's made her way up my neck and to my lips we're both feeling the excitement that a proper teasing can cause and our kiss is anything but innocent. Her mouth captured my tongue and she sucks on it gently, letting me know that I have a similar thing in store for other parts of me.
She takes her time working her way back down my stomach and by now, I'm hard enough that once she gets past my navel that her tongue finds its way to my head and shaft.
The next 15 minutes or so is a marvelously wet and sloppy bit of oral combined with her using her hands and breasts to stimulate and torment me, bringing me close to the edge a number of times but never past it.
It's easier tonight for me to hold back some because of this afternoon's activity so I really don't have to do anything but lay back and enjoy how she is pleasing me.
She pauses every so often to look into my eyes and then kiss me powerfully before returning to her mouth to my cock and each time she does, I moan a bit louder.
