(Bobby's doing today's story. Hope you enjoy it - this is NOT me by the way -C :^)
I remember most that we enjoyed talking about books and movies. We shared some of the same tastes and we seemed to enjoy discussing our differences.
She was fun to be with. I liked that and soon, that like turned to love. When I told her how I felt, she returned my sentiment and we had a very long kiss to seal the deal.
We were in love.
I'm lying, of course. The first thing I noticed about her was her legs. She had gorgeous legs and I worshiped her beauty when she wore stockings and heels. She thought of herself as heavy, but I found her very shapely and desirable. Her breasts were perfect, her waist trim and curvy, her hips wide and full. A beautiful, lovely, feminine woman that smiled when she saw me.
I courted her passionately and fervently, bringing her gifts and banking her smiles in my memory. I woke in the middle of the night, remembering her laughter. My friends said she was all I talked about.
One one occasion early in our love affair, when we knew we were together but we hadn't formally made it 'forever', we found ourselves in a hotel suite. We sat on a love seat, kissing and touching like there was no world around us. The room was dim and fresh, scented pleasantly with the flowers I'd bought her. For the first time, the arrangement I'd selected contained a red rose. I believe she had noticed as she was so sweet and passionate in our kissing. I moved my hand down between her legs and she parted them, giving permission for me to make my caresses most intimate. I rested my hand near her knee and she took it and pushed it to her middle, accompanied by a passionate insertion of her tongue into my mouth. Taking the hint, I found her pussy, parted the lips ,and softly but insistently found the center and pushed my index finger inside her, the woman I loved.
She gasped with pleasure, murmuring, "Yes, lovely, yes...", and I continued my intrusion sensuously, slowly, then faster and harder until her hand found mine and she stopped me.
"You are to do that with your tongue, but first, let's take a shower, okay?"
Excited by the thought of intimate oral contact with her for the first time, I stumbled out of my clothes while trying to watch her undress. She did this in a most businesslike fashion, folding things neatly and removing them economically and unself-conciously. When she was nude, she frowned at my random piles of clothing and said, "You need to fold your things neatly before you join me", then she turned and walked away, then I heard the shower start.
I complied as best I could, then entered the bathroom. She was finishing a quick shower, then stepped out, wiped herself off quickly, and wrapped the towel around herself.
"Hurry up", she said and walked into the bedroom.
I jumped in the shower and found the water much hotter than I was used to. I adjusted it and completed the quickest shower of my life. I wiped off quickly and remembering, folded the damp towel carefully and hung it on the towel bar.
She was sitting on the bed, waiting patiently. She looked me over carefully, painstakingly, and said, "Turn around."
I did and when I finished, she said, "You look quite nice, fresh from the shower. I'll expect this every time we make love."
I was excited and didn't know what to say, anyway, but I looked at her and replied, "You're very beautiful. You know that I love you, don't you?"
"Yes, I was wondering when you'd tell me. I love you, too, but rather than discussing how we feel, why don't you show me?"
With this, she lay back on the bed and parted her legs and said, "Kiss my pussy and don't stop until I tell you to." This matter-of-factly, not mean or imperious, just taking for granted my compliance.
I was inexperienced and horny and overcome with what was happening, so I just dropped to my knees and began kissing her cunt. I kissed up one side and down the other, alternating kisses with licks. Something was working because I got a moan of pleasure.
"Yes, dear, that's a darling, yes, yes."
I took another trip around, then another. She reached down with her hands and pulled her pussy open, then pointed to a spot near the top and told me, "This is my clitoris. I want you to kiss and nibble and suck it like you sucked my tongue. Don't stop until I tell you."
I instantly complied, quickly eliciting a comment, "Not so hard, be gentle."
I backed off, but still focused where she'd pointed and she said, "Yes, that's right, use the surface of your tongue, rub, yes, yes, rub, now suck it. Suck my little cock, yes...."
I worked on it at her specific direction until she came violently, squirting all over my face and chest. She grabbed my head and pressed it into her as she came.
When she released me, I looked up at her. She had a contented look on her face and smiled at me, "Good, good boy."
She then had me lay back on the bed. I expected oral satisfaction in return, but she climbed on my chest and presented her pussy to my face from above.
"Again."
