Line Red Wine ( 1 )


Erotica, Fantasy, Lesbian, Monster, Oral-Sex
My blackguard clicked against the damp pavement as I made my way towards the strait of heavy freshwater bass and shrill, schoolgirlish giggles. I could sense the lack of inhibitions, the innebriation and the excitement of the men who thought they would land plate a Paraguay tea for the dark. I breathed in deep the potent scent of intoxicant, smoke and intimate excitement, knowing in my forever still heart that tonight would be a success. Making my way to the entry of the bar I was soon to busy, I ran one hand through my wind-blown, devour fuzz and adjusted my girdle simultaneously. My skin-tight black denim needed no correcting. I knew that I would appeal to nearly everyone in the building with my foresighted, coal black hair, creamy skin, mile-long pegleg, shapely figure and larger breasts, barely contained by my top. However, only one person would appeal to me this evening. I just had to encounter her.

Entering the governing body, I flashed a sly smiling to a man standing just inside the threshold, noticing as he alternated between eyeing my full, red lips and my tit. I moved on, scanning the occupants of the bar quickly. They were all too loud, too silly, with too many multitude or simply just not attractive enough. Finally, my eyes landed on the perfect one. She was sitting alone at the end of the bar, absent-mindedly running her finger around the rim of her drink. She appeared to be deep in thought. I made my way to the bar and seated myself a few stools down from this secret woman, noting that she looked up in interest as I sat. I momentarily ignored her as I ordered a drinking, a Bloody The Virgin, of line. Sipping my beverage, I studied her quickly, up close for the first clip. Shorter dirty-blonde whisker, petite, smaller tit, dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top and pretty in a nondescript way. Absolutely nil about her stood out and she was the one I wanted.

As soon as I turned my head, I was approached by a young man in a baseball hat and a polo. `` fraternity boy. '' I thought disdainfully. `` Hey, uh, can I buy you a drink ? '' he asked eagerly, wiping his sweaty palm on his shorts as he did so. `` I have one, thanks. ``, I responded icily. If he ruined my program for the Night, I would rip out his philia and tip it to the goddess Leinth myself. He obviously picked up on the impatience in my voice and left my side quickly, laughing uneasily and shrugging to his group of jeering friends.

When I turned back towards the nameless girl, I saw that she had clearly witnessed the scene between the boy and I, and was now smirking slightly. I flashed a warm smile towards her and she immediately looked down as if suddenly shy. I frowned. Obviously I was going to have to near her. I slid gracefully off of my barstool and sat in the one next to hers. `` Since we 're both alone, we may as well keep each other party. '' I said, in an easily detectable firty smell. She smiled and responded simply with `` I 'm Courtney. ''. With this, I regained hope and quickly told her my own `` Arianna. ''. We shook handwriting and I allowed my finger's breadth to arrest on to hers for just a metre retentive than formula. If she did n't jazz what I wanted by now, she was clueless. She looked surprise for a moment and then realisation dawned on her. She became much more animated, asking me about my life, where I was from, what I did, etc. I was very faint, of trend, but obviously my reply were upright enough for her. I found out that she was XXIII, studying nursing, working part-time at a practice bookstore, and, most importantly, very much 'into'women.

After a piece of talking, I reached over, placed my hand over hers and investigate, very softly, if she would care to depart. She nodded and we moved to exit the building quickly. On the way out, I noticed frat kid glaring at me and shaking his head. I smiled sardonically, flipped him the finger and snaked my arm around Courtney 's waist. Out on the street, in the sudden lull, I could experience my belly shiver with the anticipation of pleasure ... I 'm sure enough hers felt the like way. I led her to my apartment, conveniently only a block away, and we continued to chat and titter as we walked, enjoying the chilly night air on our ( mainly her 's ) alcohol-flushed faces.

entry my home, I flipped the electrical switch for the vestibule light and politely asked her if she would wish anything to drink. When she refused, I could refuse no longer. I gently pulled her towards me wrapped my deal around the backbone of her neck opening. She moaned softly before my lip even even reached her 's. Once our lip did touch, it was gentle at starting time, cautious. Then we became more eagre, intense, kissing with reckless abandon. Our natural language danced together softly, darting out occasionally to savour one another 's lips. I took her ass lip gently between my tooth and nibble ever so slightly. She was delicious. Soon, we were kicking off our horseshoe and she was unhooking my stays as I was peeling off her tank-top. We stood there for half a moment, simply admiring one another before we resumed our frenzy, unbuttoning each other 's denim and tugging them down before stepping out of our own. Now we were both completely exposed, clad only in our panties. I pushed her against my wall, took her breasts gently in my bridge player and rubbed her nipple with my thumbs while kissing her cervix. I delighted in the way her torso arched against my own, so willing and so very wet, I 'm sure as shooting. I kissed my way down from her neck opening, bringing my face up only momentarily to meet her eager back talk, and nibbled and licked my way down to her beautiful knocker. Taking one nipple into my mouth while the other was still being stimulated by my men, I sucked and licked simultaneously, twirling my tongue around while the suction made her nipple even harder. Then I stopped and looked up at her quickly, catching her with her head thrown back and her lips slightly parted. I 'm surely the lustfulness, desire and thirst showed in my oculus as I said `` Let 's move to the bedroom. '' in a hoarse voice. She merely nodded her consent and followed me as I led the way.

Reaching the bedroom, I did n't chafe with the lightness, or even pulling the blankets down on the bed. I just turned around, grabbed her and hoisted her up onto the dresser. With her legs wrapped around my shank, I resumed my oral rape on her white meat. Her fingers found my tomentum and twisted in it, bringing me up to her mouth to have me a long, passionate buss. She then held my case where it was and began to bat and suck my on my own cervix, darting up to my earlobe and biting gently. I squeezed the portion of her ass I could get to and ran my fingers down and around to her inner thighs. Rubbing them gently with my fingertips, secretive and closer to the border of her panty, teasing her and making her want the release more than anything. I finally removed her fingers from my hair and dropped to my knees, putting my expression layer with her panty-covered slit.

I reached up and dragged the material slowly down her rose hip, pulling it in a way that ensured the soft fabric was rubbing against delicate flesh. When the underclothes was off and on the base beside me, her bare, tricksy snatch directly in front of my aspect, I paused and looked up at her. She gazed back down at me and said one, simple word that could n't have meant More. `` Please. ``, then she sighed and leaned her head teacher back against the rampart in expectation. The first touch sensation of my glossa against her sensitive folds caused her to start and groan. `` Please Arianna, please form me cum. make up me cum against your rim. Arianna, please. ``, she half moaned, one-half pleaded. I complied. I slowly licked the precis of her lip, darting across the folds, avoiding her clit. I traced her dripping fix, pushing my knife in and tasting her completely. I felt her fingers find my hair's-breadth once more and desperately try to push my head closer to her. I resisted, teasing her, tonguing her, flicking my natural language everywhere but where she needed it. Eventually, I reached her clit, flicking it with my tongue, lenify but quickly. I continued at a stabilise pace, feeling her fingers tighten in my hair, her hip joint bucking to bring her slit closer to my tongue. Suddenly, she pushed my nerve into her pussy and held it there, I felt her trunk tremble as I continued. She was moaning and panting, loosening her hold on me only once her orgasm was nearing the end.
As soon as I was able to pull back without disturbing her, I felt my eye teeth produce heavy in my mouth. Turning my head slightly, I opened my lips and plunged them into her inner thigh, directly beside her kitty. I heard her gasp, but before she could say anything, the infliction from the sudden bite, so near the area already hypersensitive, launched her into another, stronger orgasm. I immediately tasted my reward, the thick, enticing elixir of life. I wrapped my deal around her thigh, keeping it as close to my oral fissure as potential, as the sweet, coppery liquid ran over my tongue. Once I was finished taking my own pleasance, I realized that she had been usually quieten. I looked up quickly, worried that I had taken too much, but my reverence were quickly quelled. Her last orgasm had apparantly been so impregnable, she had immediately fallen asleep. Her chest rose and fell with each breath and she wore a very satisfied smile.

I stroked her hairsbreadth and picked her up easily, carried her to the bed and tucked the mantle around her. I then checked the black-out curtain to be trusted that there were n't any cracks that would allow sunlight into the room. Satisfied, I crawled into bed myself. Courtney immediately turned over and snuggled up against me. I knew I would have to explain the pungency later, but somehow ... I did n't think it would keep her from coming back .
Sign-in {% trans 'to add this to Watch Later list' %}
{% trans 'Sign-in' %} to perform this action