I felt giddy and lightheaded. I stopped and took a couple deep breaths. It took a little detective work to find you, but not too much. I stood outside your door and tried to catch my breath. I used a couple exercises I had learned over the years to calm my heart. I made sure my long, wool coat covered up my nearly naked body beneath. I took one more breath, and let my thoughts drift to you inside. I watched a shadow move behind the blinds. You were alone inside. As I settled down, I put my hand up to the door. I whispered, "I'm here," and knocked gently on your door.
You came to the door, opened it and took a step back. The fear in me surged. I held my breath as I waited for your reaction. Either you would smile and invite me in, or you would frown and ask me why the hell I was there. I was certain enough that you'd do the former, to show up on your doorstep in the middle of the night, but I was frightened of the possibility of the latter. I felt lightheaded again. Finally, a smile curled upon your lips.
The audible sigh I let out amused you. I took the time to look over your body, as I waited for your invitation.
You motioned to me, and said, "Come." I followed you into your living room. You shoved some strewn clothes off your couch. You sat. I stayed standing before you.
"I have a present for you," I said. I unbuttoned the coat, and revealed myself in a black, lace top that tied in the front and a short, plaid skirt.
Your look of shock made me laugh. I walked a few steps toward you. I positioned myself over you. I leaned down and sat on your lap. If any thoughts were left in your mind, I killed them when I pressed my lips to yours. I put my hands on your chest, and ran my hands down to the bottom of the shirt you wore. I pulled it up over your head quickly. I ran my tongue over the gooseflesh of your chest. Your eyes closed, and you had submitted to my whim. I bit at your nipples, one after the other. I licked your skin, tasting the saltiness with relish. I wanted every ounce of you. Your hands absently roamed to my breasts. I felt you squeeze them as you eagerly fell into another kiss. Our lips pressed together, our tongues danced violently, and our bodies warmed against each other.
I moved my hips over your lap. I felt the outline of your penis between my legs. I let my moisture saturate your pants, and rubbed my bare pussy back and forth, over your penis. I put my hands over the solid form of your arms. I squeezed the muscles under my fingertips and memorized every detail of you as quickly as possible. Your hands fidgeted with the knot of my shirt. I stood up and bent toward you, kissing you, as I stripped off the shirt. I let it slip slowly to the floor, and unbuttoned my skirt. As this fell to the floor, I unfastened my black bra. You quickly stripped and I resumed my position over you. I put my lips to yours again. Your tongue responded to mine, and it was nearly torture to end the kiss.
I knelt on the floor before you. Your eyes watched my head as it bent toward your lap. Your fingers gently combed through my hair. I licked the tip of your cock. The rock hard phallus entered my mouth eagerly, and your hips bucked slightly in eagerness. I gripped my hand around the base of your cock. I gently stroked your scrotum, then lifted each ball. The soft little balls rolled through my fingers as my mouth sucked in your cock. Your flesh pushed to the back of my throat, then out to my lips, and back in, then out. Your fingers gripped my head, and I looked up to see if you were watching. Your eyes met mine, and a pure, rending flash of desire washed through my body. You sighed and moaned with luscious desperation. I knew the end was nearing. I moved my tongue in rhythm, and quickened the pace of my mouth over your cock. You arched your back slightly, and pushed as far into my mouth as you could go, and came in my mouth. The first bit went right down my throat, and the next few bursts of cum landed upon my tongue like lava. I swallowed the liquid, and continued sucking at you until you relaxed beneath me.
I sat beside you, and let your hands explore me. Every nerve in my body was stretched beyond desire. As I looked upon you, sated and languid, small jolts of desire washed through me. Your hands crept over my skin, and your mouth followed in the wake of your fingertips. I moaned and eased myself back on your couch. You bent your head to my pussy and your tongue found my lips, parted them, and ran from just beneath my clit to just before my asshole. The ease with which your tongue worked impressed me. I let a small smile creep over my face. Your eyes looked up at me that precise moment. You smiled, too. Then you continued your work between my legs.
"Oh,, how I have missed you," I whispered. "Nothing could ever come closer to heaven…"
Your tongue licked up and down, in around in a circle. You covered my whole mound with your mouth and sucked me into you. Your tongue pressed against my clitoris as the fleshed slid back into place. My body responded to your every touch. I felt like a live electric wire poised above a waterfall, ready to touch the surface and send out a searing jolt. Your hands reached under, and fingers slid into me. First a finger went into my hole, and then your thumb stroked at my anus. I groaned at the vulnerable sensation this created. I bucked toward your fingers and you obligingly thrust into me in time with your tongue lapping at my clitoris. The immense wave of orgasm flowed through me. I let go of every desire hidden within me for so long. My body flooded with such elation, I thought I would either laugh hysterically or sob uncontrollably.
