A random night out. My girls and I were getting prepare in my flat. We arrived at the club and made a grand entryway. You turned around the same second and our eyes met.

The sheer potential drop of the Spark that erupted between us could power up a minuscule Town. I smiled at you, the case of smile that you'd say melts you. You smiled back, checking me out from my straits, through my corset enhanced breaking ball and sew trousers, to the tips of my black stilettoes. You glanced around, the former guys in the bar were gaping. You felt a rush of alfa virile pride that this gorgeous little thing is smiling just at you. How could I not smile, when there you were ... looking so hot in jeans and variation buttoned shirt.

I slowly walked towards you swaying my pelvic girdle. 'Nice surprisal ; glad you could pass water it'I said casually, but you could see the devils dancing in my eyes. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and we started the even proper. Alcohol and dance, we all tried to make believe the upright of it.
You and I however gravitated all night towards one another. Discretely. Like when you stood behind me at the crowd bar, waiting to order your cocktail, with your paw firmly grabbing my ass. Or when we sat at the table, you felt my hand on you squeezing your penis through your jeans. The tension was getting almost unendurable, we enjoyed every second of it.

Late during the night I texted you to call in it a night and meet me in my seat in 10min. I said my goodbyes and left. You followed shortly after. I texted you again that the door is out-of-doors and you should just fall in. Well ... that was n't something you 'd say no to, was it ? You entered the categoric, it was lit only by a single lamp. You could n't see me anywhere, but you could hear the shower running. You walked towards the bathroom door and opened it slowly. The full place was full of steam ; you could barely see anything. You heard me unfold the shower room access and say almost mockingly 'are you waiting for a exceptional invitation ? ? '.

You thought 'oh, you little annoyingly irresistible devil'. We both waited so long for this. To be alone, the like station, the Same meter. You stripped and came into the shower. We stood there, under hot waterfall, feasting our middle on the wad of our naked eubstance. Both of us suddenly scared to make a movement, to fumble the moment. I broke the impasse, took your script and placed it over my breast. I covered it with my one palm and rested the other on your heart. I said 'it 's me, my toothsomeness, it 's just me'. You let out a deep sigh and put your other hand around my waist pulling me skinny. We stood like that for a while, waiting for the reality of the situation to sink in.

I raised my hands and crossed them behind your headspring caressing your neck opening and shoulders. You looked down on me, your oculus darkened with desire. You touched the side of my expression with your deal, your thumb sliding over my lower lip. The one you 'd screw to bite. I pressed my body against yours, feeling your erection. It was so good to be able to feel you, no jackets, shirts or blouses between us. Just pelt to skin. Your hand started moving exploring my back, waist and hip joint. I placed a indulgent candy kiss on your chest, just above your heart.
You turned me around and pulled tightly against your chest. Your ribbon cupped my breast and my arrest dug into your thighs. I heard you growl and you whispered in my ear 'Vous êtes si belle ... Ma chéri'.

You lifted me in your blazonry and carried me over to the bedroom. You laid me onto the bed and stood over admiring me. I reached out for your hand and pulled you on top of me. I wanted, needed to feel the exercising weight of your torso on mine. The fact that you were strong enough to crush me with one hand was a turn on. We rolled in the sheet of paper and now I was on top. I straightened my back and looked down on you. 'Do you trust me ?'Yes, you said grabbing my coxa and trying to push me onto your big, hard shaft. I swayed my pelvic girdle and told you in rear voice to let go. Your hands fell limp. I laughed and said that I liked when you obeyed me so eagerly. And that obeisance is always rewarded.

I kissed you, but did n't stop at the back talk. I moved down, slowly, covering your physical structure with carnal kisses, biting all the medium smudge on the way. I got up and went to my bag. You watched me with slight dread. I got back to the bed and asked you again, very seriously 'do you feel safe ?'.'I do ... with you'you said. I placed the blindfold on your eyes and told you to sit on the bound of the bed. I took your handwriting and guided you to the precise spot. I told you to place your hands back for keep and stay like that no matter what.

You felt me standing right in front of you. I caressed your face, my back talk chasing my fingers, going down ... down ... I spread your peg and knelt between them, kissing your abdomen while my paw were going up and down your leg. You heard me giggle and say 'see ... that 's where me being a hobbit and you being so marvellous comes in William Christopher Handy. My brim are on unadulterated height when I'm kneel in front man of you ...'you laughed, but it was cut little when you felt my knife tracing the entire duration of your penis. My mouth covered your balls, kissing and sucking. I moved then up to the al-Qaeda and worked all the way up. Your external respiration became planetary. After yearn proceedings of doing just that, caressing your prick with my tongue, lips and hands, but not taking it into my mouth it became nearly a distortion for you.
'Please ...'
'Please what ?'
'Please, you 're killing me ...'
'Verbalize your need, baby'
'Take me in your mouth, I need to feel you'

And you did ... slowly I circled your tip with my tongue. A quiver run down your total body. You were so blasted knockout that for a moment I thought I might have pushed you too far. But no, you liked to be denied, so I kept you on the cut ancestry. You felt the passion and the mildness of inside of my back talk when I took you in. With no warning I started sucking hard, flicking my tongue over your sensitive tip over and over again. My hands were stroking you and squeezing your balls. You were gasping for air. Your hip started to labor forward and your musculus started to tense.

Everything stopped. I had early plans for you than to let you wind up then and there. You grunted with disappointment over abrupt withdrawal. I laughed. Your script went to your face to remove the blindfold. I caught your wrist and said 'you were not given permission'. Your hand returned to the bed. You felt me sitting on your lap. I took your member in my hired man and guided it inside me. You nearly invoked the noble 's epithet in vain. That 's how incredibly tight, hot and wet I was around you. You were filling me up so perfectly. I kissed you deeply and whispered, 'you are permitted to tinge'.

You oh so eagerly did. Your hands immediately went to my rose hip, to my spine, everywhere you could. You were holding me fill up, feeling my breasts on your chest. I repositioned myself slightly and said 'now, close your eyes as i remove the blindfold. Keep them closed unless I tell you otherwise'. You nodded in understanding. I removed your blindfold and kissed your eyelids. I pulled you snug and you rested your chin on my shoulder joint. My hips started to sway again, a seductive dance, with you buried mysterious inside my kitty-cat. 'Open your eyes'.

You did and the first thing you saw was our manifestation in the press mirror. Me on top of you, your hands on my ass, my hips moving up and down and in rotary. You could see yourself disappearing in me. You saw and felt me increasing the rate .'I 'm gon na cum'you heard me voicelessness and you observed in the mirror how my back archway, how my body tenses ... you felt my purulent pulsating around you, squeezing your penis even tighter ... it went on ... and on ... and on ... 'Gods ...'you heard me moan your name.

It was too much ... a centripetal overload. With a deep growl you grabbed my hips and impaled me on you with nearly savage force ... and again ... and again ..., your eyes fixed on the mirror. And then you came, shooting hot cum deep inside me. I felt it so hard and I came again, sort of an aftershock.

You fell back on the bed, I laid on top of you. We were both spent. You kissed the top of my head and caressed my cover. I looked up. Your look was so tranquil in that here and now, smile wandering on your lips. You pulled me closer and held me in your arms. heating plant from your organic structure was keeping me warm. I sighed with mental object and slack up totally.

I must deliver fallen asleep. I woke up to your digit massaging my button. My arms were over my headspring, tied to the bed with my own scarf. You looked at me with that devilish grin and said 'guess who 's the professional now sweetness ... ? '