A random Nox out. My female child and I were getting ready in my flat. We arrived at the nightclub and made a grand entrance. You turned around the Saami second and our eyes met.

The sheer potential difference of the spark that erupted between us could mogul up a little town. I smiled at you, the type of smiling that you'd say melts you. You smiled back, checking me out from my head, through my corset enhanced curves and tailored trouser, to the tips of my dim stilettoes. You glanced around, the early guy wire in the bar were gaping. You felt a rushing of alfa male person superbia that this gorgeous lilliputian affair is smiling just at you. How could I not smile, when there you were ... looking so hot in jean and mutation buttoned shirt.

I slowly walked towards you swaying my pelvis. 'Nice surprise ; glad you could make it'I said casually, but you could see the devil dancing in my eyes. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and we started the evening proper. alcohol and dancing, we all tried to take a crap the best 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 hand firmly grabbing my ass. Or when we sat at the table, you felt my hired hand on you squeezing your penis through your denim. The latent hostility was getting almost unbearable, we enjoyed every second of it.

Late during the Nox I texted you to call it a night and see me in my situation in 10min. I said my au revoir and left. You followed shortly after. I texted you again that the door is open and you should just come in. Well ... that was n't something you 'd say no to, was it ? You entered the flat, 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 doorway and opened it slowly. The entire lieu was full of steam ; you could barely see anything. You heard me unfold the shower door and say almost mockingly 'are you waiting for a special invitation ? ? '.

You thought 'oh, you little annoyingly irresistible heller'. We both waited so long for this. To be alone, the same space, the same time. You stripped and came into the shower. We stood there, under hot waterfall, feasting our eyes on the lot of our naked bodies. Both of us suddenly scared to make a motion, to spoil the second. I broke the standstill, took your hand and placed it over my chest. I covered it with my one palm and rested the other on your eye. I said 'it 's me, my deliciousness, it 's just me'. You let out a deep sigh and put your early hired man around my waist pulling me closer. We stood like that for a while, waiting for the reality of the situation to go down in.

I raised my helping hand and crossed them behind your head caressing your neck and shoulders. You looked down on me, your eyes darkened with desire. You touched the side of my grimace with your hand, your riffle sliding over my bring down lip. The one you 'd make out to bite. I pressed my body against yours, feeling your erecting. It was so commodity to be able to feel you, no crownwork, shirts or blouses between us. Just cutis to skin. Your hands started moving exploring my back, waist and hips. I placed a indulgent kiss on your pectus, just above your heart.
You turned me around and pulled tightly against your chest. Your thenar cupped my breasts and my nail down dug into your thighs. I heard you growling and you whispered in my ear 'Vous êtes si belle ... Ma chéri'.

You lifted me in your weapon system and carried me over to the sleeping room. You laid me onto the bed and stood over admiring me. I reached out for your handwriting and pulled you on top of me. I wanted, needed to feel the 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 sheets and now I was on top. I straightened my back and looked down on you. 'Do you trust me ?'Yes, you said grabbing my hips and trying to labour me onto your big, unvoiced dick. I swayed my hips and told you in stern 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 discontinue at the sass. I moved down, slowly, covering your consistence with carnal kisses, biting all the sensitive spots on the way. I got up and went to my bag. You watched me with tenuous apprehension. I got back to the bed and asked you again, very seriously 'do you feel prophylactic ?'.'I do ... with you'you said. I placed the blindfold on your eyes and told you to sit on the edge of the bed. I took your hand and guided you to the exact patch. I told you to place your manpower back for support and abide like that no matter what.

You felt me standing right in strawman of you. I caressed your aspect, my lips chasing my fingers, going down ... down ... I spread your legs and knelt between them, kissing your stomach while my manus were going up and down your legs. You heard me giggle and say 'see ... that 's where me being a hobbit and you being so improbable comes in handy. My mouth are on perfect height when I'm kneel in front of you ...'you laughed, but it was cut short when you felt my natural language tracing the total length of your penis. My mouth covered your orb, kissing and sucking. I moved then up to the base and worked all the way up. Your ventilation became mercurial. After long hour of doing just that, caressing your tool 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, baby'
'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 stallion eubstance. You were so damn hard that for a moment I thought I might cause pushed you too far. But no, you liked to be denied, so I kept you on the thin line. You felt the warmth and the indistinctness of inside of my sass when I took you in. With no warning I started sucking hard, flicking my tongue over your medium tip over and over again. My hands were stroking you and squeezing your clump. You were gasping for air. Your hips started to campaign forward and your sinew started to tense.

Everything stopped. I had other plans for you than to let you complete then and there. You grunted with disappointment over precipitous onanism. I laughed. Your deal went to your face to off the blindfold. I caught your wrist and said 'you were not given license'. Your hired man returned to the bed. You felt me sitting on your lap. I took your phallus in my hired hand and guided it inside me. You nearly invoked the lord 's name in vain. That 's how incredibly pissed, hot and wet I was around you. You were filling me up so perfectly. I kissed you deeply and whispered, 'you are permitted to contact'.

You oh so eagerly did. Your paw immediately went to my articulatio coxae, to my back, everywhere you could. You were holding me closely, feeling my breasts on your pectus. I repositioned myself slightly and said 'now, close your eyes as i remove the blindfold. preserve them closed unless I tell you otherwise'. You nodded in understanding. I removed your blindfold and kissed your eyelids. I pulled you closer and you rested your chin on my shoulder. My hips started to rock again, a seductive terpsichore, with you buried deep inside my snatch. 'Open your eyes'.

You did and the for the first time thing you saw was our mirror image in the wardrobe mirror. Me on top of you, your custody on my ass, my hips moving up and down and in forget me drug. 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 back archway, how my body tenses ... you felt my pussy pulsating around you, squeezing your penis even pixilated ... it went on ... and on ... and on ... 'Gods ...'you heard me moan your name.

It was too a great deal ... a sensorial overburden. With a deep growling you grabbed my hips and impaled me on you with nearly bestial force ... and again ... and again ..., your heart fixed on the mirror. And then you came, shooting hot cum recondite 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 school principal and caressed my back. I looked up. Your face was so serene in that moment, smile wandering on your sassing. You pulled me closer and held me in your arms. Heat from your consistency was keeping me warm. I sighed with content and relaxed totally.

I must own fallen asleep. I woke up to your fingers massaging my clit. My arms were over my read/write head, tied to the bed with my own scarf. You looked at me with that rascally grin and said 'guess who 's the sea captain now redolence ... ? '