A random night out. My miss and I were getting quick in my flat. We arrived at the club and made a grand entrance. You turned around the Saami moment and our center met.

The sheer voltage of the electric discharge that erupted between us could might up a small-scale township. I smiled at you, the eccentric of grin that you'd say thaw you. You smiled back, checking me out from my head, through my girdle enhanced curves and tailored trousers, to the tips of my black stilettoes. You glanced around, the other guys in the bar were gaping. You felt a rush of alfa male pridefulness that this gorgeous piffling affair is smiling just at you. How could I not smile, when there you were ... looking so hot in jeans and play buttoned shirt.

I slowly walked towards you swaying my pelvic girdle. 'Nice surprise ; glad you could make it'I said casually, but you could see the deuce dancing in my center. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and we started the evening proper. alcoholic beverage and dancing, we all tried to clear the best of it.
You and I however gravitated all night towards one another. Discretely. Like when you stood behind me at the crowd together bar, waiting to social club your cocktail, with your hand firmly grabbing my ass. Or when we sat at the tabular array, you felt my bridge player on you squeezing your penis through your jeans. The tautness was getting almost unbearable, we enjoyed every second of it.

Late during the night I texted you to ring it a Nox and meet me in my berth in 10min. I said my good-by and left. You followed shortly after. I texted you again that the doorway is clear and you should just do in. Well ... that was n't something you 'd say no to, was it ? You entered the matte, it was lit only by a single lamp. You could n't see me anywhere, but you could get word the rain shower running. You walked towards the bathroom threshold and opened it slowly. The total berth was full of steam ; you could barely see anything. You heard me spread out the rain shower door and say almost mockingly 'are you waiting for a special invitation ? ? '.

You thought 'oh, you little annoyingly resistless heller'. We both waited so long for this. To be alone, the Saame spot, the same clock time. You stripped and came into the shower bath. We stood there, under hot falls, feasting our eyes on the deal of our bare bodies. Both of us suddenly scared to make a motion, to spoil the moment. I broke the stalemate, took your handwriting and placed it over my chest. I covered it with my one palm and rested the other on your marrow. I said 'it 's me, my delectability, it 's just me'. You let out a deep suspiration and put your early hand around my waist pulling me closer. We stood like that for a while, waiting for the reality of the situation to dip in.

I raised my hands and crossed them behind your foreland caressing your neck and shoulders. You looked down on me, your center darkened with desire. You touched the side of my face with your hand, your quarter round sliding over my lower lip. The one you 'd love to sting. I pressed my soundbox against yours, feeling your erecting. It was so good to be able to palpate you, no jacket, shirts or blouses between us. Just skin to clamber. Your hands started moving exploring my back, shank and articulatio coxae. I placed a voiced kiss on your breast, just above your heart.
You turned me around and pulled tightly against your chest. Your laurel wreath cupped my breasts and my nails dug into your thigh. I heard you growl and you whispered in my ear 'Vous êtes si belle ... Ma chéri'.

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

I kissed you, but did n't stop at the lips. I moved down, slowly, covering your body with carnal kisses, biting all the sore spots on the way. I got up and went to my bag. You watched me with slight apprehension. I got back to the bed and asked you again, very seriously 'do you feel rubber ?'.'I do ... with you'you said. I placed the blindfold on your optic and told you to sit on the bound of the bed. I took your hand and guided you to the demand situation. I told you to place your helping hand back for support and stay like that no issue what.

You felt me standing right in front line of you. I caressed your aspect, my lips chasing my fingerbreadth, going down ... down ... I spread your legs and knelt between them, kissing your stomach while my hands 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 tall comes in handy. My rim are on unadulterated height when I'm kneeling in straw man of you ...'you laughed, but it was cut short when you felt my natural language tracing the entire length of your penis. My mouth covered your lump, kissing and sucking. I moved then up to the base and worked all the way up. Your breathing became erratic. After longsighted second of doing just that, caressing your shaft with my tongue, lips and hands, but not taking it into my mouth it became nearly a torture for you.
'Please ...'
'Please what ?'
'Please, you 're killing me ...'
'Verbalize your needs, babe'
'Take me in your mouth, I need to feel you'

And you did ... slowly I circled your tip with my tongue. A shiver run down your entire eubstance. You were so damned severely that for a consequence I thought I might receive pushed you too far. But no, you liked to be denied, so I kept you on the tenuous line of products. You felt the fondness and the softness of inside of my oral fissure when I took you in. With no admonition I started sucking hard, flicking my tongue over your tender tip over and over again. My hands were stroking you and squeezing your egg. You were gasping for air. Your pelvic girdle started to push forward and your muscles started to tense.

Everything stopped. I had former plans for you than to let you finish then and there. You grunted with disappointment over disconnected climb-down. I laughed. Your deal went to your expression to move out the blindfold. I caught your radiocarpal joint and said 'you were not given permit'. Your hand returned to the bed. You felt me sitting on your lap. I took your penis in my paw and guided it inside me. You nearly invoked the lord 's name 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 impact'.

You oh so eagerly did. Your manpower immediately went to my hips, to my back, everywhere you could. You were holding me close, feeling my breasts on your bureau. 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 palpebra. I pulled you nigh and you rested your chin on my articulatio humeri. My hips started to persuade again, a seductive dance, with you buried deep inside my pussy. 'Open your eyes'.

You did and the first thing you saw was our reflection in the wardrobe mirror. Me on top of you, your script on my ass, my hips moving up and down and in lap. You could see yourself disappearing in me. You saw and felt me increasing the pace .'I 'm gon na cum'you heard me whisper and you observed in the mirror how my spinal column archway, how my body tenses ... you felt my pussy pulsating around you, squeezing your phallus even pissed ... it went on ... and on ... and on ... 'Gods ...'you heard me moan your name.

It was too a good deal ... a centripetal overburden. With a mystifying growl you grabbed my hips and impaled me on you with nearly vicious force ... and again ... and again ..., your eye fixed on the mirror. And then you came, shooting hot cum cryptical inside me. I felt it so operose 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 back. I looked up. Your aspect was so serene in that moment, smile wandering on your lips. You pulled me secretive and held me in your arms. Heat from your consistency was keeping me warm. I sighed with message and relaxed totally.

I must give birth fallen asleep. I woke up to your fingers massaging my clit. My subdivision were over my head, tied to the bed with my own scarf. You looked at me with that rascally grin and said 'guess who 's the master now sweetness ... ? '