I ring the doorbell and wait, excited and yet nervous. All morning, I’ve been like a cat on a hot tin roof. I've shuffled papers, looked at emails, even made a few calls, but my mind was elsewhere.
I recall the first kiss: deep and passionate, sensuous and erotic. Our faces had pressed together, eyes sizzling with desire and animal lust. Then came the first fondle of her breasts and sucking her hardened nipples. All these sexy thoughts ran in a loop through my mind. Annie’s hot pussy had been soaking wet and her juices covered my fingers when I stroked between her butterfly lips, finding her clit hard and ready.
All this was vividly remembered, making me desperate to see her again, to touch her — and fuck her.
Now, I’m willing her to open the door, pull me inside, and hungrily kiss me again. I want to slowly undress her, then caress her body with my fingertips and lips. I want to tease her, encouraging her to remember the lust and need we felt last time. Oh yes… my tongue will ease between her labia and I will suck up her desire, taste her very essence. I’ll sensually lick, suck and nibble her clit until she thrusts her pussy into my face, coming with unexpected suddenness.
So turned on, she’ll grab my hard cock, pulsing with excitement, and guide it to her mouth. She’ll taste my pre-cum, feel the heat of my lust, and bring me to the edge, cupping and squeezing my balls.
But wait, what’s that? It’s footsteps coming toward the door.
And there she is, wearing a white tee-shirt and white satin knickers, standing behind the half-open door.
"Thank God it's you, come in quickly," she said.
She reaches for a hand, pulls me inside, and immediately squashes her body against mine. Kissing me lightly, then deeply, her tongue dances with mine while her hands rove unfettered over my body.
I feel her luscious curves as we kiss in the hall. Pulled tight against her, my cock stirs and she strokes the developing bulge.
She points to the stairs and I follow her, admiring her flexing calves and tight, swaying buttocks as she walks upstairs to the bedroom. There, we kiss again. She tastes slightly sweet and our tongues find a sensuous rhythm while hands roam and our breathing becomes shallow and fast.
She slowly undresses me, still kissing and groping. I entwine her hair in my fingers and I feel a cool hand gripping the shaft of my cock. Annie has strong fingers. I kiss over her collarbone down to her breasts and suck a nipple into my mouth. It hardens under the rasps of my broad tongue.
"Mmmmm that feels so good, please don't stop," she says.
I adore breasts and nipples and I’m happy to continue to kiss all around hers, under and over them, lightly biting them and she moans loudly. Squeezing, fondling, rubbing her nipples, I suck as much of her fleshy globes as possible into my mouth. All this time, I’m cupping her bum while she has a hand wrapped around my throbbing cock.
She releases her grip and sucks her fingers, telling me how good my pre-cum tastes, before dipping her head to lick up any remaining drops. She takes my cock deep into her mouth, but not for long. She withdraws and kisses along my shaft before sucking one of my balls into her mouth while, at the same time, stroking up and down my length. I tense as she does this, partly because it feels so good and also partly nervous, I feel very exposed and utterly vulnerable.
“Not too hard and no biting!” I say.
Rocking and rolling, raising my hips up off the bed, my breathing is fast and urgent as amazing sensations course through my body.
