I had never done this before. I swear on my life. It was totally new, and, I must admit, invigorating. My limited experience with men was about to come to a halt tonight. I had been single for a little while now and I was horny. Oh God he had always gotten me so aroused. It didn't matter if we were at work or out with mutual friends he had always found a way to touch me. I clearly don't mind when he does, that's why I took the liberty of inviting him over tonight. I was going to put to rest any doubt of him wanting me. The doorbell rang. I could feel my nerves jumping on end.
I let him in, he was so handsome in his dress pants and button up shirt. He came in and immediately smiling that devil grin and looking into my green eyes. He put his thumb to my lips, holding my jaw in his hands, I kissed the tip of his thumb and looked down. He walked into my home. There was no need for words, we had shared that wanting. We kissed, deeply, full of passion. Our tongues dancing on each other's, I sucked his bottom lip, then nibbling. I could feel him moaning against my lips. He put his arms around me holding me tightly. My large breasts pressed firmly against his chest. He kissed me harder, pushing me back on the couch.
We sat, me on the couch and him still hovering above me. His strong hands feeling down my body. He had me stand back up and slowly take off my clothes for him. I pulled my form fitting t-shirt over my head. I teased a bit and shook my long brown hair out while cupping my breasts. I unhooked my bright pink bra with black lace on the sides, then looked over my left shoulder while I pulled the straps down. I held it out while hiding my breasts behind my arm. I winked at him and smiled.
He brought himself over to me, leading me back to him, he put his fingertips in the waist band of my pleated skirt, planting small kisses down my waist and hips. My skirt came off easily enough, falling to my feet, I stepped over it. He kept my panties on. Neon pink lace contrasting with my pale skin. He pulled me close again, sitting me on his lap. We kissed again, our lips hungry for each other. Tongues exploring each other's. With every kiss, I grind a little bit into his crotch. My hands against his strong chest, I can't help but feel it through his shirt. I kiss him deep, pulling his shirt up over his head. I admire his body.