Did you wonder what it would be like? You'd only spoken to me once before you agreed to meet. You felt a compulsion, a sensation that you wanted this badly.
We made it to the hotel room. Were you nervous, excited or both? Did you think I would turn into a wild animal? Get you to do things you weren't sure about? Or was I more the gentle lover? The perfect gentleman? Was you pleased I was something in between?
Did you plan to turn your back on me, then take a sip of your drink? Or do you prefer that first contact from behind? I held your waist, breathing on your neck. I kissed it, and buried my face in your long hair. Did you notice, I breathed in your aroma, your shampoo, your perfume? Or were you concentrating on my hands as they encircled you, running across your stomach? Were you surprised when I grabbed your breasts? I thought I heard a little moan. I noticed you closed your eyes and parted those sweet lips, running your tongue across your teeth. It turned me on. I had to push into you, pull you tighter to me. I got hard, quickly. I wanted you, right then.
I let go and I took your hand. I led you to the bed. Laid you down and then I climbed on top of you. Were you surprised at the tenderness of my kiss? The soft touch of my fingers, as I caressed your cheek? Did you mean to let out a loud moan as I softly kissed your neck?
I had to undress you and you were very willing. I helped you off with your top and you pulled my t-shirt over my head. Your breasts heavy in your lacy bra, I just had to kiss the exposed skin. I wondered if you'd let me run my tongue between them, I decided to do it, I never expected the cries of "suck them, suck them hard."
I quickly took your bra off and I did suck them. Your pink nipples hardening as I sucked harder and you grabbed my head pushing it down. I sucked even harder, I even bit them. I went from one to the other, then pushing them together I licked both nipples, at one point I managed to have both touching my tongue at the same time.
This drove you wild. I wondered whether to continue but I also wanted to explore the rest of your body. I kissed down your stomach. You arched your back, and I held your waist as I flicked my tongue into your navel. I seemed to know where to push your buttons, but in truth I was winging it. Every new sensation seemed to elicit a new response whether it was a cry, a moan or an expletive laden shout of pleasure.
I wanted to pull your skirt off, I knew you would be wet. I wanted to taste you. I knew you'd be sweet. I undid your skirt and you lifted so I could slide it over your hips. I slipped it down your legs and over your feet. You still had your high heels on and I wondered if I should leave them on. Your sheer stockings held up by your garter belt and lacy thong above, turned me on even more. I decided just to take off your thong.
You were wet, very wet. I couldn't wait to taste. You looked down at me pleading me to lick you but I like to take my time and I would get to it soon enough. I pulled your thong down. Peeling it out of your crack and sliding it over your thighs. You moaned even louder. You were so horny, right then. I almost buried my face between your legs but I love foreplay and I knew I could take you even higher.
I started by kissing your thighs, little butterfly kisses, my lips barely touching you as I gently kissed both, outside and in. My intention was to work my way inwards and eventually taste that sweet nectar. I pushed your legs wider. Did you mean to shout "Fuck" right then? I moved closer inwards with my tongue and lips. I breathed heavily on purpose so you could feel the hot sensation on your clit. You had your arms up behind your head. How long did you wait for me to finally lick you? Did it seem an age? It was only a few minutes in truth. Were you waiting for my tongue on your clit? Were you surprised when I started much lower, kissing the little gap below your wet hole, the bare skin stretched tight across?