She looked away and his heart sank.
They were side by side, sitting on a rented bed, in a rented room. He had asked her to meet him there, as soon as he found out that she was visiting, his meaning obvious to her.
She had accepted and he was happy. She had been away, abroad for nearly a year now. But now, now he was wondering if he had made the right choice, wondering if he should have taken her out for dinner or a drink first. In his haste he had not considered these details.
He was looking down at his own feet, his heat sinking further and further as time seemed to stretch on forever. He felt her hand on his lap and his heart rose instantly, from feeling miserable to feeling elation and happiness in a millisecond.
He looked at her then, seeing her round face, he hair cut short, by her own hands, coming just below her chin. She saw his look and closed her eyes, and she leaning in ever so slowly. Just an inch but that was all he needed to know how she felt and what she wanted.
He leaned in and kissed her.
As their lips touched, he felt her melt into his lips and his mind went numb. All thought stopped, except for the warmth and softness of her lips. He kissed her slowly at first, but with each passing moment he quickened the pace, wanting to get as much of her lips the next time their lips touched.
His breathing increased as he felt her tongue meet his lips. He allowed her tongue into his mouth, and intertwined his tongue with hers, as he wanted to be intertwined with her.
He gasped in to her mouth in surprise, as her hand went into his pants and grabbed his dick. Her hand was warm and he issued another moan of pleasure. She wasn't stroking it. She just held it in her hand. As if she was using it to ground herself in this reality, he knew that even she had fantasied about.
He leaned in more towards her and used his left hand to touch her face, grab her neck while he sucked on her lips. He felt her resolve increase and she moved to straddle him, her motion pushing him to lie on his back. Their lips never parted though, and not wanting it to happen he pushed himself on his elbows.
She still held his dick in her hands. He shifted his weight to his left elbow, wanting to touch her body. He used his right hand to touch her waist and rub his hand all over her body, he went down towards her round hips and down her thigh, and grabbed hard at her left butt cheek, his strong grip setting a moan from her lips.
She moaned in to his mouth and her grip on his dick hardened. She used this moment to stroke it and in turn get a moan, right into her mouth from his lips. He felt her shudder under his roaming hands and his dick pulsed and hardened more in her hand.
He shifted his weight and got up to a sitting position, freeing his left hand. Now he had two hands which he used to discover her body. He touched all over her body, feeling each curve, and proceeded to remove the long sleeved t-shirt she was wearing. She allowed it without any restraining. As he brought it above her head, she lifted her hands so that he could remove it easily.
Now he finally had a good view of her and his breath caught in his throat. She was wearing a black laced bra. It covered her ample breasts.
She was beautiful.
He couldn't hold himself any more. He let himself go and fully devoted himself to explore every inch of her body. He kissed her lips. He kissed her neck. He sucked on her flesh every where and every time he went lower and lower. He kissed the exposed flesh near her breast, the part that the bra couldn't hide. She cradled his head as he kissed all over her. Hear breathing coming in harsh rasps.
She was getting wetter and wetter. The kindling inside her had grown to a fire, and the fire was burning hotter and brighter. She knew in a moment it would become a roaring flame and the only thing that could satisfy it would be the act of sex itself, him inside her, fully. She was already beyond the point of no return. No regrets.
She hurriedly undressed him and he allowed it. His own body was on fire, his thoughts a near match to hers, only one solution in mind.
When his shirt was out of the way, tossed aside to the cloth pile, she used the moment to unhook her bra.
He was looking at her, with hungry eyes.
The moment she took it off he cupped both breasts in his hands and massaged them, his palm feeling the hardened nipple in each hand. He sucked on her right breast while massaging the left and alternated. All the while she groaned and bucked under him, her heat going through her cloths and entering him.
He spent a few minutes playing with her breasts, he sucked on them, and he used his tongue to flick the nipple and even bite it, shifting from one to the other. He came out of it looking breathless and looked at her. Their eyes met and she smiled. So he just leaned in and rubbed his nose against hers. Just Like he did, a long time ago.
He knew she took it as her queue to move things forward, as she got up from his lap and took of her pants. She was wearing a jeans, which she took off very slowly, teasing him with her wide hips and her curves, her eyes never leaving his.
He kept looking at her, he knew she was teasing him but he knew he need not rush. She was his, right now, at last. The jeans cleared her ankles and she threw them away to the cloth pile. Her panties were black as well, the same material as the bra.
She motioned for him and he got up and removed his own jeans in a hurry. He was in his boxers now, his hard on visible through the material. She moved towards him in a sultry way. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him towards the bed.
He allowed himself to be pushed. He watched her as he laid on his back, admiring his body, her gaze stopping at his hard on. She licked her lips in a sultry way, which got him more aroused. She bent low towards his chest, almost crawling like a cat. Her hands rested on his chest as she lowered herself to him, and kissed him again.
She was in charge now he knew, as she moved from his lips to his neck, sending waves of pleasure through his body, the heat gathering at the center. She moved lower, kissing his chest, kissing his stomach and then lower. She kissed the top of his boxers and without breaking eye contact, she released his manhood. She held his gaze, while his dick twitched with excitement.
She broke the stare and looked at his dick. She licked her lips again and opened her mouth wide. He felt her mouth, her warmth on the head. She sucked quickly and released. She opened wider and took more of him this time, almost to the middle. She went lower and quickly released again. She went a third time, taking it all the way, to the base. She released very quickly, and went to work again.
She sucked and licked and took him fully in her mouth each turn. He was on edge, through it all. He felt like he would cum each time she took it in, but he held it down somehow. He just didn't want it to end. Not yet. Maybe that was the only reason he was able to hold on.
After a few minutes she lifted her head up and looked at him, leaning in to kiss him again and he immediately took charge. He grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. He was on top of her now. Kissing her the same way as before, but he lingered on her neck and breast for a few seconds more, her moan urging him to go lower. He kissed her stomach and her hips and her thighs all the while he rubbed his hand on her pussy. She was so very hot there, and he could feel her wetness from the soft fabric of her panties, the silk material aiding him in his endeavor.
He slowly removed the material which was covering her private part. He kissed her inner thigh and her knee all the way to her ankles until the panties were off.
He did the same. He kept his eyes on her as he went down to kiss her between her legs. He kissed softly at first, taking his time. He used his middle finger to explore her inside. He used his tongue to taste her juices which was flowing and he used his finger to find her sweet spot. He was alert, listening to her moans. He wanted to give her pleasure as she had done to him.
