Vacation
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I had no idea that it would be this good.
An hour ago I was sitting at the bar in O’Malley’s, an Irish bar across town that had nothing to do with Ireland outside of its name. The woman in the form fitting black dress looked like it had been poured on her had made eye contact several time, a subtle but direct hint of things to come, and I will admit, it had set my heart rate soaring.
It wasn’t what she was wearing, or really, wasn’t wearing, that had me spinning like a top. It was that X factor, the something that words can’t do justice. Her body was perfect made flesh, from her heart shaped face, her bedroom eyes, the way her long dark hair flowed almost like blackened water down her back. Her waist was trim, her arms like silk to long manicured fingernails the color of a perfectly ripened apple.
I engaged in light conversation, each sentence from our lips were mental dance steps around each other, feeling the meaning of each word for subtle context. I’d tried to play this game before and had always managed to fail. Not miserably, but just enough that I went home alone.
This time felt different, and indeed I was correct.
We decided to head to her place, as mine was not in a state to receive company, and her apartment was more suitable. I made myself at home at her request, sliding onto the black leather sofa in her living room and took stock of the place. Spartan furnishings meant for simple functionality yet classy décor surrounded me in the form of her dark wood coffee table, the glass TV stand, and her matching black leather reading chair.
She emerged from her kitchen with two glasses of wine, one in each hand. I am not a wine fan, but I made an excuse this night for her sake, since to turn her down would no doubt send me back to my home embarrassed and ashamed. The wine was a good taste however, and I found my glass empty while we made idle conversation.
When she had finished her glass, the look she gave me sent my body aflame. It was both teasing and alluring, a question and a promise. I couldn’t help my gaze as my eyes took in the gentle curves of her body leaping from her dress.
She took my hand in hers and helped me to my feet. It was like grasping pure silk, her skin was so smooth. I watched her form move as we traveled through her apartment to the bedroom, where a four post queen size bed awaited. She released my hand and turned dramatically, sending her bosom into a fit, which held me in trance until they stopped. She must have seen my reaction, there was no denying.
With a coy expression I’d only seen on movies, she placed her hands on the shoulder straps holding her dress up, and so slowly it made me ache she slipped them free, sending them loosely to her elbows. My breath hitched as I watched the dress catch on her breasts. Agonizingly, she stopped, sauntering forward to place her hands at my hips.
The kiss she planted on my mouth was warm and delicious, her lips like clouds against mine, her tongue just this side of tantalizing. When she parted, I could still taste her, and I knew I would forever want more. She smiled her seductive smile, and placed another small kiss on my cheek before stepping back.
Involuntarily, I stepped forward, but her hand on my chest both stopped my movement and my heart. She grasped my shirt lightly, bringing it up slowly, revealing my stomach, chest, and finally over my head. She took in the sight for a moment before trailing her nails around my chest, leaving goose bumps and dreams in their wake. I knew she had to feel my pulse lurching in my chest, so heavy was my heart pounding.
If I didn’t think it was possible, when she placed a hand on the buckle of my pants, my heart rate went even faster. I knew I was swelled from excitement already, and the thought of her even coming near me was enough to almost send me over the edge. Grasping my wildly racing thoughts took considerable effort, and I managed not to pass out when I felt the buckle of my belt slide free.
Her eyes never left mine as she worked my pants, first unclasping the belt, then popping the button. When she slid the zipper down, it was so unbearably slow, I knew I would die from the suspense. As her smile grew and grew, I knew this was just as much fun for her as it was agonizing for me.
I felt my pants fall away, leaving me with a pile of denim at my feet, and just my boxers on my waist. My hard member had warped the fabric of my underwear into a spectacle, one that she gently wrapped her fingers around. My heart flipped and stopped, my breath a shallow thing. I couldn’t believe this was happening!
She slid her hand forward and back, enough to make me want to cum on the spot, but she stopped. She took a step back and reached behind her, the telltale sound of a zipper ringing though the room. The fabric that stood between me and her flesh loosened, and began to fall away.
Her bared breasts were pure poetry. Ample and full, her pink nipples pebbled to points on quarter-sized areola. Heat rushed to my loins in molten anticipation as she continued to unveil her God blessed body.
When the last of her black dress had fallen away, her only protection was a sheer set of black lace panties, tightly gripping her hour-glass thighs. Silky smooth legs a mile long stepped casually from the silk at her feet, and she embraced me, a man and woman in each others arms with just the barest of clothes between us. My erection throbbed in desire between us, gently pushing against her stomach, and she teased it slightly by moving side to side.
She had had her fun. It was my turn. Taking control, I tilted her head up to mine, my fingers just under her jaw. I kissed her with need and passion, a fire that she eagerly returned. Grasping her buttocks, I pulled her against me, forcing her to wrap her legs around my waist for support. With her in my arms, I moved forward, her back to the bed, and laid her down gently, her black cascade of hair behind her.
Her eyes were aglow with the heat of her loins, I pressed kisses to her neck, below her ears, and along her jaw. She made sighs of pleasure as I took my time, exploring the soft curves of her face and shoulders, working my way down. Kisses followed my desire, my lips leaving a trail of lust along her collarbone, between her breasts, and to her stomach. She moaned slightly as I teased her core with my tongue, circling and lapping her abs and ribs, placing kisses on the soft expanse of her flesh.
She ran her fingers through my hair as I trailed back up, nuzzling first one breast, then the other, kissing around her nipples in the same teasing way she had explored me. Finally I could no longer resist, and I placed my lips on her stiff pebble. The intake of air marked her pleasure, and I gently pulled at her breast with my lips, squeezing so slightly to give her an electric sensation. My tongue worked her nipple to a bliss, and my mouth was filled with the taste of her flesh. It was intoxicating and addictive! I never wanted to be part from it so long as I could help it.
Squirming under my attention, she reached down with her hands, exploring me until she found my shaft. When she grabbed me firmly, I felt that I was already leaking my pre-cum, her hand now moist from it. She brought her fingers to her lips and licked it greedily, and my arousal rose to new heights. I began in earnest to tease and tantalize, earning moans and sighs of pleasure for my work.
She put her hands on my head and brought me up to her lips, hungrily attacking me and grinding against me. I responded in kind, and we rolled across the bed until she was on top of me.
Grasping my boxer band with her hands, she brought the fabric away from me, revealing my arousal to the world. Pulling my underwear away, she went to her knees, sliding up between my legs. Placing her breasts on my thighs, she slowly traced her nails along my shaft, sending waves of anticipation and pleasure through me. Slowly, with parted lips, she placed one kiss, then two, then more at the base of my head, and then licking the bead of pre-cum that emerged. Tasting it, she then took the head into her mouth and pulled, drawing more from within.
Her hand following her lips, I lay back in pleasure as she worked me, her eyes closed as she enjoyed my erection. I knew I was going to climax soon, yet she continued to push on. I moaned lightly, and she took the full length as I released, her face one of satisfaction as I pumped again and again. She took it all greedily, and before my eyes she licked her lips and swallowed once.
To be Continued...
An hour ago I was sitting at the bar in O’Malley’s, an Irish bar across town that had nothing to do with Ireland outside of its name. The woman in the form fitting black dress looked like it had been poured on her had made eye contact several time, a subtle but direct hint of things to come, and I will admit, it had set my heart rate soaring.
It wasn’t what she was wearing, or really, wasn’t wearing, that had me spinning like a top. It was that X factor, the something that words can’t do justice. Her body was perfect made flesh, from her heart shaped face, her bedroom eyes, the way her long dark hair flowed almost like blackened water down her back. Her waist was trim, her arms like silk to long manicured fingernails the color of a perfectly ripened apple.
I engaged in light conversation, each sentence from our lips were mental dance steps around each other, feeling the meaning of each word for subtle context. I’d tried to play this game before and had always managed to fail. Not miserably, but just enough that I went home alone.
This time felt different, and indeed I was correct.
We decided to head to her place, as mine was not in a state to receive company, and her apartment was more suitable. I made myself at home at her request, sliding onto the black leather sofa in her living room and took stock of the place. Spartan furnishings meant for simple functionality yet classy décor surrounded me in the form of her dark wood coffee table, the glass TV stand, and her matching black leather reading chair.
She emerged from her kitchen with two glasses of wine, one in each hand. I am not a wine fan, but I made an excuse this night for her sake, since to turn her down would no doubt send me back to my home embarrassed and ashamed. The wine was a good taste however, and I found my glass empty while we made idle conversation.
When she had finished her glass, the look she gave me sent my body aflame. It was both teasing and alluring, a question and a promise. I couldn’t help my gaze as my eyes took in the gentle curves of her body leaping from her dress.
She took my hand in hers and helped me to my feet. It was like grasping pure silk, her skin was so smooth. I watched her form move as we traveled through her apartment to the bedroom, where a four post queen size bed awaited. She released my hand and turned dramatically, sending her bosom into a fit, which held me in trance until they stopped. She must have seen my reaction, there was no denying.
With a coy expression I’d only seen on movies, she placed her hands on the shoulder straps holding her dress up, and so slowly it made me ache she slipped them free, sending them loosely to her elbows. My breath hitched as I watched the dress catch on her breasts. Agonizingly, she stopped, sauntering forward to place her hands at my hips.
The kiss she planted on my mouth was warm and delicious, her lips like clouds against mine, her tongue just this side of tantalizing. When she parted, I could still taste her, and I knew I would forever want more. She smiled her seductive smile, and placed another small kiss on my cheek before stepping back.
Involuntarily, I stepped forward, but her hand on my chest both stopped my movement and my heart. She grasped my shirt lightly, bringing it up slowly, revealing my stomach, chest, and finally over my head. She took in the sight for a moment before trailing her nails around my chest, leaving goose bumps and dreams in their wake. I knew she had to feel my pulse lurching in my chest, so heavy was my heart pounding.
If I didn’t think it was possible, when she placed a hand on the buckle of my pants, my heart rate went even faster. I knew I was swelled from excitement already, and the thought of her even coming near me was enough to almost send me over the edge. Grasping my wildly racing thoughts took considerable effort, and I managed not to pass out when I felt the buckle of my belt slide free.
Her eyes never left mine as she worked my pants, first unclasping the belt, then popping the button. When she slid the zipper down, it was so unbearably slow, I knew I would die from the suspense. As her smile grew and grew, I knew this was just as much fun for her as it was agonizing for me.
I felt my pants fall away, leaving me with a pile of denim at my feet, and just my boxers on my waist. My hard member had warped the fabric of my underwear into a spectacle, one that she gently wrapped her fingers around. My heart flipped and stopped, my breath a shallow thing. I couldn’t believe this was happening!
She slid her hand forward and back, enough to make me want to cum on the spot, but she stopped. She took a step back and reached behind her, the telltale sound of a zipper ringing though the room. The fabric that stood between me and her flesh loosened, and began to fall away.
Her bared breasts were pure poetry. Ample and full, her pink nipples pebbled to points on quarter-sized areola. Heat rushed to my loins in molten anticipation as she continued to unveil her God blessed body.
When the last of her black dress had fallen away, her only protection was a sheer set of black lace panties, tightly gripping her hour-glass thighs. Silky smooth legs a mile long stepped casually from the silk at her feet, and she embraced me, a man and woman in each others arms with just the barest of clothes between us. My erection throbbed in desire between us, gently pushing against her stomach, and she teased it slightly by moving side to side.
She had had her fun. It was my turn. Taking control, I tilted her head up to mine, my fingers just under her jaw. I kissed her with need and passion, a fire that she eagerly returned. Grasping her buttocks, I pulled her against me, forcing her to wrap her legs around my waist for support. With her in my arms, I moved forward, her back to the bed, and laid her down gently, her black cascade of hair behind her.
Her eyes were aglow with the heat of her loins, I pressed kisses to her neck, below her ears, and along her jaw. She made sighs of pleasure as I took my time, exploring the soft curves of her face and shoulders, working my way down. Kisses followed my desire, my lips leaving a trail of lust along her collarbone, between her breasts, and to her stomach. She moaned slightly as I teased her core with my tongue, circling and lapping her abs and ribs, placing kisses on the soft expanse of her flesh.
She ran her fingers through my hair as I trailed back up, nuzzling first one breast, then the other, kissing around her nipples in the same teasing way she had explored me. Finally I could no longer resist, and I placed my lips on her stiff pebble. The intake of air marked her pleasure, and I gently pulled at her breast with my lips, squeezing so slightly to give her an electric sensation. My tongue worked her nipple to a bliss, and my mouth was filled with the taste of her flesh. It was intoxicating and addictive! I never wanted to be part from it so long as I could help it.
Squirming under my attention, she reached down with her hands, exploring me until she found my shaft. When she grabbed me firmly, I felt that I was already leaking my pre-cum, her hand now moist from it. She brought her fingers to her lips and licked it greedily, and my arousal rose to new heights. I began in earnest to tease and tantalize, earning moans and sighs of pleasure for my work.
She put her hands on my head and brought me up to her lips, hungrily attacking me and grinding against me. I responded in kind, and we rolled across the bed until she was on top of me.
Grasping my boxer band with her hands, she brought the fabric away from me, revealing my arousal to the world. Pulling my underwear away, she went to her knees, sliding up between my legs. Placing her breasts on my thighs, she slowly traced her nails along my shaft, sending waves of anticipation and pleasure through me. Slowly, with parted lips, she placed one kiss, then two, then more at the base of my head, and then licking the bead of pre-cum that emerged. Tasting it, she then took the head into her mouth and pulled, drawing more from within.
Her hand following her lips, I lay back in pleasure as she worked me, her eyes closed as she enjoyed my erection. I knew I was going to climax soon, yet she continued to push on. I moaned lightly, and she took the full length as I released, her face one of satisfaction as I pumped again and again. She took it all greedily, and before my eyes she licked her lips and swallowed once.
To be Continued...
Stevie
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