Dedicated to my Rain King, TLP!
Watching my friend drive away, I bring my hand down from waving good bye to her and walk into the restaurant to meet you. I look around, don't see you and find a spot to wait.
I'm standing inside, by the door, wearing a black skirt that hits mid-thigh covering a very curvy bottom, white buttoned silk top tucked into the skirt, and red high heels as I wait for you to come meet me. My shoulder length dark hair blowing with the warm breeze as the glass entrance door opens and closes and light touch of make-up on my face; but I notice nothing because of what is going through my inflamed imagination; to actually see, touch and kiss the man I have been fantasizing about for so long.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see a tall, dark haired man, dress in black jeans and black shirt, walking through the restaurant door, head down, on his cell phone. A little crinkle of his eyes tells me it is a good call and as he lift his head up, he sees me and I see that it is you. Your eyes light up as you realize you are looking at me and you tell the person you are on the phone with that you have to go now and hang up.
I find myself suddenly shy, not knowing what to do next, but you step closer to me, take me into your arms and give me a tight hug. Overwhelmed at feeling you so close, I inhale your scent and hug you tighter. I look up into your eyes and you lean down, softly our lips meet and our bodies mold into each other as we let the kiss linger, our tongues teasing. The feel of your lips on mine seems to send a flash of electricity through my body and I snuggle in closer to you as you deepen the kiss.
The hostess comes over and asks if we are ready to be seated, as we pull away and look at each other, not knowing what to say at first but smiling. You finally tell her that we are and she shows up to our table.
As we sit next to each other, you reach for my hand and lift it to your lips and kiss it. "I can't believe it's you," you say to me in that sexy voice I know so well.
"I feel the same," I answer hoarsely, "and it seems surreal that we finally meet after all this time."
You lean over to me and lick the edge of my ear as you whisper, "God, I want to feel your body next to mine. I want to touch and taste every inch of you, baby. You make me so damn hot."
"Mmmmmm, yes," I whisper back. "I need to feel you inside of me so much my body is getting overheated thinking about it." I need you so bad."
As you sit back into your chair, our waiter comes to the table to ask what we would like to drink before we order. I tell the waiter that we would like to order a bottle of Merlot to share and you nod your head in agreement. We look over the wine menu, decide on a wine and the waiter goes off to get it.
We talk about things that are going on in our lives and catch up since it had been a few days since we chatted. The waiter returns with the bottle and a couple glasses, opens it, has you taste the wine and at your nod, pours us each a glass, takes our food order, and leaves, telling us to enjoy.
You lift your glass and say, "to us, finally meeting and to our continued friendship, where ever it may lead us." To which I clink your glass and we both say "cheers!"
We talk easily as we always do, our eyes drinking in each other while we wait for our food to arrive. Knowing where this will go after dinner, we both seem to be on edge but somewhat relaxed, glad to finally be in each other's company rather than staring at a computer screen seeing each other's images while we chatted or talked on the phone.
Dinner arrives and we slowly eat as we continue to drink our wine, talk softly, glancing up from our plates to look at one another, still amazed to find each other. Throughout dinner, I find I can't keep my hand off your thigh left thigh as I feel your hand roam over on my right thigh and knee. Just the thought of being able to feel you, instead of imagining it, turns me on, that I find I am having difficulty breathing normally. Even my speech seems to be more breathy as we talk; as I feel your hands slide up my thigh, its affect on me directly related to how wet my panties are starting to get from the reaction.
The waiter returns to take our plates when he notices both plates were empty and asks if we would like dessert. You look directly at me, but respond to him, "no, we're fine; dessert is waiting for us at her place." I get your full meaning and blush as the waiter raises an eyebrow, smiles and walks away. We pay the bill, go to your car and drive to my place.
When we walk in to my apartment, you close and lock the door behind you, grab and pull me to you and kiss me hard, your tongue plunging into my mouth, ferocious attacking my tongue, your hands running up my back, pulling me tight into your body, I feel your hard bulge against my hip.
Moaning out loud, I move my hip against your hardening cock, letting you know how much I like the feel of it. You move your lips over and around my face, down on my neck, nibbling, licking and kissing it. I hear your ragged breath near my ear and it turns me on even more that I am affecting you that way. You lick and nibbling on my ear, breathing heavily, telling me how much you want to fill my pussy with your cock. I moan out loud as when I hear you tell me that, pushing my tits up, as I arch my back more as I feel your lips lower down my neck, nibbling down towards my tits.
Your left hand covers my breast through the material of my shirt as you pull and tease my nipple as you continue to kiss me; your right hand drops to squeeze my ass cheek as you pull me in tighter, grinding your hard cock against me over and over, while you moan. Your hand lifts my skirt in the back so that you are feeling skin as you lift your head from my lips to look down at me. My face is flushed and my hands are all over your chest, as I start to unbutton your shirt to feel your skin.
I look up at you, sensing you are staring at me and ask you if you are ok. You smile and tell me you are more than ok and lean down to kiss me again. "I want to feel you naked against me, baby," you say. "I am so hard right now and want to be inside you so bad."
I smile at you, back away and start to unbutton my shirt as you watch. Your eyes glued to my fingers, watching me undress. As I pull the shirt out of the waistband of the skirt, you eyes go to my breasts, watching them bounce as I pull the shirt off. You grin and reach a hand out to touch the skin above my bra, sliding your finger along the fabric from my breast up to my shoulder and back down again. Again the jolt of electricity runs through me and I moan out loud at your touch. You look up at my face and your finger comes up to my lips and traced them as your other hand still glides along my skin above my bra.
The sensation causes my nipples to harden and your hands runs over them, eliciting more moans. You reach to the front clasp and remove it as my breasts spill out of my bra. You take them into your hands and your lips touch one and then other nipple, kissing them lightly, blowing on them with your breath.
I feel my pussy start to tingle and feel the wetness on my panty as you taunt and tease my body to full arousal. I want to feel you closer but love the torment you are putting my body through. I wrap my arms around your hip and pull you closer so that I can feel your throbbing cock through your pants, as I rub the length of it up and down with my hand. I look into your eyes as you are nibbling on my nipple, but you close them as you catch your breath when you feel my hand go lower to cup your balls and massage them gently.
"Oh, god, that feels so good," you whisper against my nipple, as I resume stroking you through your pants. "I want to fuck you so bad right now. I want to hear you scream as I make you cum over and over tonight." You take a nipple into your mouth and suck it so hard that when you release it, there is slight mark on my breast. "Perfect; just branded you as mine, woman," you tell me, smiling, when I see the mark.
With your shirt opened, I lick your nipples and kiss along your chest up to your neck as you hold on to my hip grinding yourself into me. I pull your shirt off and push my body close to yours so that our naked torsos touch feeling the heat off your body. You pull down the zipper and let my skirt fall to the floor as your hands knead my ass cheeks. I feel the crotch of my panties getting wet as my pussy is on fire by all your touches and teasing of my body.
Stepping back, I pull of my panties, step out of my heels and get onto my knees to remove your shoes and socks. I lean up and unzip your pants and pull them down along with your boxers, your rigid thick rod free of its restraint of fabric. That I actually have it within reach, my mouth drops open in amazement of how it looks, so much better than I imagined.
I slowly touch it, my fingertip lightly tracing an invisible line from the tip halfway down and then my hand slowly wrap around the silky skin, stroking it all the way down to the base of your cock. You lightly play with my hair tenderly, sliding your fingers across the back of my neck sending shivers down my spine, eliciting a moan.
I look up at you, your eyes glazed over with passion looking down at what I am doing. I watch your face as I lick at the tip of your cock seeing your eyes close to the feel of it. Your quick intake of breath lets me know that you like how I am licking down and around the length of you, kissing and nibbling along the way. I rub your cock on my lips, my cheeks, around my face when you grab my head guiding me to take it into my mouth.
I kiss the tip, tasting the pre-cum on my lips as I open to take the head of your cock, sucking it in slowly and gently. "Oh yes," you whisper loudly enough for me to hear, "that feels so good, baby."
I stroke your cock firmly as I slide my lips over the top, pulling it into my mouth, softly and slowly with the suction of my mouth, as I feel it throb. You pump your hip towards my mouth groaning and I take more and more of your cock down into my throat, sliding my hands over your balls, squeezing and massaging them as I suck greedily on your rod. Your breathing starts to become labored as your body is getting more heated from the sensation to your cock. I continue to stroke and suck on your for a couple minutes, love the feeling of you in my hands and in my mouth.
Hearing your groans and moan and wanting to taste your hot juicy load in my mouth, I bob my head on your tool, faster and harder, sucking it so hard that it barely can slide in and out. I feel your balls start to harden, filling with your cum and tighten to your body, letting me know you are close to exploding your salty, sweet juices into my mouth and down my throat. I grab your cock and stroke you hard following the rhythm of my mouth, hear you gasp and your body tense as your hands roughly grab my hair and move your hips, feeling you ready to unload your hot juices.
"Oh, god, fuck yes! Yes! Yes! YESSSSSSSS!" you scream as your cock spasms over and over, unloading what feels like gallons of hot creamy juices into my mouth. I swallow it down as much as I can while I continue to stroke and suck you fast, milking every drop.