After a delightful dinner we arrived back at our room to find a chilled bottle of bubbly waiting for us. I offered to pour you a glass, and you moved to the window to gaze at the lights across the harbor. The room was only dimly lit, and I couldn’t help but think how beautiful you were as I filled your glass and watched your reflection in the big picture window.
Your hair was up, your eyes sparkled in the night light and a string of pearls draped around the contours of your neck, appearing to glow against your succulent, tanned skin. The black dress you were wearing was elegant yet sexy, and it perfectly accentuated your ample cleavage, small waist and shapely legs. A pair of matching black stiletto shoes and a glossy black clutch bag finished the ensemble perfectly. You looked absolutely radiant.
I took off my jacket, picked up the glasses and walked toward you, stopping immediately behind you and offering you a glass. As we gazed out into the night sky, I gently kissed you on the nape of your neck, taking in the sensuous fragrance of your hair and perfume. “A toast to us,” I proclaimed, then swallowed the contents of my glass. Turning away, I placed my glass on the sideboard and then moved back to where you were standing.
You turned to face me and we embraced each other passionately. Moments later I pulled away slightly, cupped your beautiful face with both hands and leaned in to peck you on the lips. Then I whispered in your ear, “Now it’s time to make you come,” and with that, I reached behind you and lowered the zipper of your dress. In the reflection in the window, I could make out the lines of the contrasting colored lingerie against your skin.
Being careful not to spill your Champagne, I eased the dress’s straps off your shoulders and let the garment fall to the floor. I stepped back to admire your natural beauty. “You are absolutely gorgeous,” I said, letting my eyes wander all over your immaculate body. Before my eyes was a goddess oozing sex appeal. Your beautiful, soft, tanned skin was clad only in a pure white silk and lace half cup bra and matching panties, a wonderful pearl necklace and high heeled shoes. I asked you to spin around for me, and you complied, slowly and seductively turning, allowing me to feast my eyes on your unbelievably beautiful body.
I moved toward you eagerly, pushing you slightly so that your back was against the window. Then, without hesitating, I told you I loved you and kissed your lips, your neck and your breasts as I sank to my knees in front of you. With my hands on your hips, I kissed your stomach, belly button and the top edge of your panties. A little sigh of pleasure escaped from your lips. Looking up, you smiled lovingly at me and took a sip from your glass. Then you said, “I have a surprise for you, my darling, but you will have to wait to find out what it is.”
Not knowing what this was, I looked back down and kissed your pubic mound through your silky panties. I moved in closer and lower, and I ran my tongue over your crotch, making your body jolt in pleasure. I went to do it again, this time inhaling first, the musky scent of your womanhood intoxicating me. Surely I have died and gone to heaven, I thought to myself as I hurriedly nuzzled your labia. I needed better access, so with my right hand I reached out and lifted your left leg, placing it over my shoulder. I helped support you by putting my hand under your shapely buttock, as well. Eagerly, I pushed my face into your groin and started to try to eat you. The flimsy fabric of your panties got in the way at first, but with my tongue I managed to slide the crotch to one side so that I could truly taste and feel the warmth of your pussy.
It was then that I discovered, to my surprise, you were soft and smooth. . . not a hair to be found! Realizing my discovery, you asked, “Like it?”
Not wanting to stop licking, kissing and munching on your pussy, I quickly replied, “Love it.”
By now you were getting extremely turned on, your hips gyrating in time with my tongue’s deep thrusts. You lifted your right foot from the floor and placed your leg on my shoulder, your left hand on the back of my head, trying to force my face deeper into your pussy while your right hand was still holding your glass and trying to keep you steady against the wall.
You started to become more vocal, your moans of pleasure coming more regularly. “Yes, that’s it. Don’t stop.” Your breathing got heavier, and your movements were more rapid, more urgent. So eager to please, I continued to eat you, darting my tongue as deep into you as I could and then licking along your pussy until I found your little bud of joy and flicked it gently. Suddenly and without warning, your whole body tensed, your breathing stopped momentarily, and you came all over my face. Quickly I darted my tongue back into your pussy, savoring the taste of your passion. As the tension gradually dissipated from your body, I eased you back onto your feet and picked you up, carrying you over to the bed and laying you down. Then I took the Champagne flute from your hand to put it on the bedside table.
You watched me intently as I started to undress, and your left hand moved inside your panties where my tongue had been only moments before. As you played with yourself, the intensity of your passion started to rise again, and soon you were pinching your nipples with your right hand.
Now naked, I climbed on the bed beside you and we began to kiss and embrace passionately. You reached down and grabbed my penis then, saying, “I want it now.”
“Soon,” I said in reply, “but not quite yet, my love.”
With you still laying on your back, I moved to the foot of the bed, facing you, and told you to put your hand back in your panties and play some more. You did as I asked immediately. While you were doing this, I was watching intently as your hand disappeared under the now wet material, how your hips started to move in rhythm, how your nipples enlarged as you pinched them. There was a look of absolute pleasure on your face, your eyes closed while you intermittently bit your lower lip. I lifted your leg and gently removed your shoe, resting the back of your leg against my torso. I softly ran my fingers down both the inside and outside of your leg and thigh at the same time, teasing you.
Leaving your leg in the air, I lifted your right leg and repeated the process, making sure to pay particular attention to the sensitive areas near the back of your knee. Telling you I wanted a better look, I quickly reached down to grab the lacy sides of your panties, tugged them toward me and removed them. Now you were only in your bra and necklace, and I told you to keep playing with yourself. I lowered your right leg, then bent your knee gently so I could suck on your toes. The moment I ran my tongue between your toes, you let out a loud sigh. I took my right hand and ran it down the inside of your thigh, gently caressing your hand and the folds of pink flesh your fingers were covering.
Again you moaned with pleasure and anticipation, and I slowly inserted one finger and then two into your tight, wet pussy, stroking slowly in the rhythm of your hips while I continued to suck your toes.
I could tell by your breathing and thrusting that you were getting close to orgasm again. You looked at me anxiously. “I have to have you inside me now,” you insisted.
“Not until you come again,” was my hurried response before I went back to sucking your toes.
Your eyes closed and your back arched as your body convulsed uncontrollably, your second intense orgasm engulfing your body as I sucked your toes and stroked your pussy.
“Happy with yourself, aren’t you?” you asked me.
“Delighted,” I said.
Your body was still moving slowly as the final waves of orgasm subsided, and I supported myself above you, my penis at the opening of your pussy. I inched forward gingerly as I felt the tight, warm, silky soft folds of your pussy begin to engulf me. The sensation was so indescribably fantastic that I couldn’t stop. I kept entering your glorious body until I couldn’t go any further. Now fully inside you, I felt like we were one and the same, and I was overcome by my love for you.
We kissed passionately, and our bodies began moving in rhythm with each other. We moved slowly at first, and I pulled out most of the way before diving back in, your hips pushing against mine. Then suddenly you took control of the situation, rolling us over so that I was on my back and you were straddling me. You sat upright, still slowly moving up and down, and I could see my cock entering your bald pussy over and over. Next you reached up to release your hair from its clip, letting it fall down to your shoulders. I reached up to caress your face and you kissed my hands. I grabbed the shoulder straps of your bra and eased them down along your arms, giving me perfect access to your breasts and allowing me to pinch and tease your nipples without interference.
I could feel that I was getting close to orgasm, and I told you, “We had better slow down,” to which you just smiled mischievously.
You started grinding yourself harder on me, and I grabbed hold of your hips so I could push myself as far into you as possible. Then I erupted deep inside you, filling you with my come.
I lay there breathless, convinced that I was in heaven as you kept slowly grinding yourself against me. I could see my come starting to drip from you, and I closed my eyes for a moment to catch my breath.
You leaned forward then and whispered, “You can’t sleep yet, I haven’t finished with you.” Then you sat back up and started slowly sliding your pussy up my torso. You held onto the headboard and stopped about three inches from my face. “Eat my hot, bald pussy,” you demanded.
Who was I to argue? I put my hands behind your buttocks and slid you onto my face. You were obviously enjoying the attention from my lips and tongue, and it wasn’t long before your body started moving to the rhythm I have come to know and love. I moved my hands to your breasts, caressing them firmly and pinching your erect nipples. You became more vocal, more frenzied. “Oh, that’s so good!” you cried. “That’s it, don’t stop!”
Within minutes, your whole body was engulfed by another intense and glorious orgasm, and you cried out in pleasure as you exploded, your juices getting everywhere. Your body now moved gently as I tried drinking the last drops of your delicious love nectar.
“So, you want it rough, do you?” I asked playfully. Without waiting for a response, I pushed you to the side of the bed, rolled you onto your stomach, grabbed your hands and put them against the headboard. “Don’t let go,” I ordered.
I was at your side, your whole gorgeous body stretched out in front of me. Your skin was still glowing from before, with tiny beads of sweat now forming on your back. I ran my hands over your neck and across your shoulders, my touch getting firmer as I moved down your back to your shapely backside. I looked over my shoulder and saw that your left hand was no longer against the headboard, so I lightly spanked your right buttock. You moaned in pleasure, but I pretended to scold you, telling you to keep your hands on the headboard, “or else.”
I straddled your legs, leaned forward, tangled my hand in your silky hair and pulled back slightly. My hard dick was nuzzling the entrance of your dripping pussy as I demanded, “Tell me what you really want!”
You growled, “Fuck me! Fuck my tight pussy! And fuck it hard!”
With that, I thrust myself as deeply as I could into your glorious, waiting body. I pulled out slowly and then hurriedly thrust back in. As the tempo increased, you started to tilt your pelvis and push back against me, forcing me even deeper into your perfect pussy. I knew I wouldn’t be able to slow down, but then you shouted, “I’m coming!” You begged me to come with you and fill your cunt.
That took me over the edge, and I withdrew before plunging back into your pussy and grunting blissfully as I came deep inside you. I collapsed momentarily on top of you, holding you tenderly, and I kissed the side of your face before rolling off you and onto my back.
You slid up to me, rested your head on my shoulder and draped your left leg over my waist. I rested my left hand on the small of your back. We fit together perfectly.
With a blissful yet tired smile, you looked at me and said, “Thank you, darling.” I reached up to turn off the light, then placed a light kiss on your forehead before drifting off to a content and undisturbed sleep. I truly do love you, my special lady. S.G., San Angelo, Texas