Me Tasting Ur ***

I walk on with you, still holding hands, firmly now You turn towards a house, "Er - would you like to come in for a while maybe, for a drink or something?"
But dare I?
Now I know who you are the new couple moved in about three weeks ago She's an attractive fair woman You work in the city, Drives an up-market BMW I've not met you - her husband - yet, not 'in real life',
I try to stay calm keep my voice gentle hoping to keep the 'femme' lilt SURELY you must know yet maybe I AM that good But you are a near-neighbour We're bound to meet socially My one chance to make it with a man, to BE myself, to BE a woman Surely not.
But I have to do it, to smile at you sweetly to say "Yes, thank you." to walk up to your front door still holding hands We stand together while you unlock the door, and move to one side to let me in. You walk past me as you enter, ask me to sit down. I sit on the leather sofa cross my legs, My skirt rides up, I tug the hem down desperately to hide my embarrassment - and my stocking tops, does you think me a tart? You are smiling. Offers me a drink You bring it, with your scotch sits on the sofa beside me. I am STILL not sure. In fact I know damn well I shouldn't be here not provocatively dressed like this, acting this way, very nearly flirting with a man
You move closer to me I’m breathing heavily now. You lean over to me Kisses my neck! Put your hand on my thigh! "I have to say it, I don't even know your name, and you look sensational."
Do I blush at this? I don't know, my make-up is quite thick Not too much I hope "I'm ------." I say realizing you might spot a lie my skirt moves up. You stare at my legs, "Hi dear, you really do have the most gorgeous figure."
I am taken aback I wanted some fun tonight to flaunt myself to walk in the dark to act and feel female to enjoy the bouncing boobs the flashing heels as I strutted
Maybe at most to arouse a man who briefly glimpsed me or walked past me But not this.

You slide your pants off to give me access. I look down, open-mouthed then use my open mouth I lean right over you and envelop your bulging, shiny, purple ****-head with my red lips. Your hand grips my arse, sliding and grasping my panties. Then sliding downwards towards imminent danger I want to go on and on. But I am suddenly worried about your reaction if...I stand up, shakily, the drink and the lustful emotion having their effects Smile coquettishly "I'll be back soon darling."
I walk into the kitchen Pick up the bottle there Pour another drink, thinking 'You are a real ****, you know that.'
You are still VERY erect I stare at your aroused manhood You know I'm teasing you that I am at the stage where I can't resist you whatever that means.
I half-finish my drink move over to you again bend over and kiss you hard Then slide my glossy red lips down your ****. I go into attack mode working it hard with my lips teasing it with my tongue, feeling it swell, tasting pre-*** as it oozes into my mouth.
I feel it hit my throat, relishing the sensation; Your gorgeous hot **** erupts into action violent powerful action *** spurts over my tongue juicy liquid in my mouth
Pressure forcing it down my throat, I feel its heat, its stickiness your climax. I swallow it down neat Feel it sinking down my throat You my lover are moaning now
Expressing your feelings. I slide my lips off from you looking up as I taste every little drop of sticky, milky love-juice from your now-subsiding member tastes so good.. You are smiling, happy, I have satisfied you, satisfied a man, MY man, and pleasured you. in a way I had only imagined
"I need another drink." You go into the kitchen, return, naked from the waist down, your muscular body wet with sweat and erect again!
I Sit on the arm of the sofa tantalized him with a leg show. my top is undone, my '****' are showing, My skirt is round my waist, panties revealed, a **** but one who has at last satisfied a long-standing ambition of 'hers' A happy ****
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1 Response Sep 11, 2012

Good story and very hot!!