I finally forced myself out of the car and took belabored steps toward the door. I had never been here-- hell, I barely knew her. But could I resist? Every fantasy was culminating in that one real moment.
She opened the door. I slowly scanned upward from my bashful downward gaze to discover that she was naked. She was fucking naked--
And she was glorious.
My eyes finally came to rest on hers. I was speechless as a smile spread across my flushed face. She pulled me across the threshold and my hands reached reflexively for her soft curves, pulling our bodies together.
When they came to touch, I felt shivers creep up and down my spine. I reached up and took hold of her face with both of my hands, pausing in the pre-kiss electricity to find my bearings. She craned her neck toward me, attempting to close the circuit, and I acquiesced.
We stood in the kitchen, kissing softly, tasting each other, squeezing our bodies together as closely as possible. She tasted deliciously of cigarettes and mint and her vulnerability intoxicated me. My nervous energy gradually converted back to hunger. I wanted to taste her-- I needed to consume her.
I moved my hands back and took hold of her curls, pulling her head back to expose her neck and chin. A moan escaped from her minty mouth as I followed her neck up to nibble on her ear.
I followed her curves down her back to find a handful of deliciousness, lifted her onto the kitchen counter and wrapped her muscular legs around me. I could feel her smile against my kisses as I ran my fingernails slowly up and down her thighs.
She grabbed my hand and pulled it toward her, begging me to fill her with my fingers. I played in her scruff, tentative and teasing, then pulled away from our kiss to raise my hand to my mouth. As our eyes opened, I sucked on my fingers, coating them as she watched intently. She jealously yanked my fingers to her own mouth and finally guided them back to their new home.
I slowly pushed inside of her wet warmth. As soon as she was done watching, she reunited our mouths hungrily-- this wasn't enough. She groaned in frustration and I smiled in agreement.
I picked her up, desperately asking where her room was so I could give her what we both craved. I carried her as she directed me, anxious to be inside her again.
When I finally found it, I threw her onto the bed and she turned over, getting on all fours to crawl toward the head. I climbed on the bed and smacked her-- her curves responded with an excited jiggle.
Holding her there, I spread her legs so I could finally taste my dreams. She smelled incredible as I buried my head in her pussy. I reached around and took hold of her breast while I slid back inside her with my other hand. Her back arched under the weight of the multi-sensory pleasure.