A random night out. My girl and I were getting ready in my savourless. We arrived at the club and made a grand entrance. You turned around the same bit and our eyes met.

The sheer voltage of the electric arc that erupted between us could power up a small townspeople. I smiled at you, the case of smile that you'd say thawing you. You smiled back, checking me out from my head, through my girdle enhanced curves and tailor-made 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 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 fun buttoned shirt.

I slowly walked towards you swaying my articulatio coxae. 'Nice surprisal ; glad you could progress to it'I said casually, but you could see the dickens dancing in my eyes. Everyone exchanged pleasantries and we started the evening proper. alcoholic drink and dance, we all tried to make the best of it.
You and I however gravitated all night towards one another. Discretely. Like when you stood behind me at the crowded bar, waiting to order your cocktail, with your handwriting firmly grabbing my ass. Or when we sat at the table, you felt my hand on you squeezing your penis through your blue jean. The tensity was getting almost intolerable, we enjoyed every second of it.

Late during the night I texted you to call it a night and meet me in my position in 10min. I said my goodbyes and left. You followed shortly after. I texted you again that the room access is surface and you should just arrive in. Well ... that was n't something you 'd say no to, was it ? You entered the flat, it was lit only by a one lamp. You could n't see me anywhere, but you could try the exhibitioner running. You walked towards the bath door and opened it slowly. The entire home was wide-cut of steam ; you could barely see anything. You heard me spread the shower threshold and say almost mockingly 'are you waiting for a especial invitation ? ? '.

You thought 'oh, you little annoyingly irresistible devil'. We both waited so long for this. To be alone, the same place, the Saame time. You stripped and came into the shower. We stood there, under hot waterfall, feasting our eyes on the muckle of our nude dead body. Both of us suddenly scared to constitute a move, to flub the present moment. I broke the deadlock, took your mitt and placed it over my chest. I covered it with my one palm and rested the former on your bosom. I said 'it 's me, my deliciousness, it 's just me'. You let out a deep sigh and put your other manus around my waist pulling me closer. We stood like that for a spell, waiting for the reality of the situation to sink in.

I raised my hands and crossed them behind your head caressing your neck and shoulders. You looked down on me, your heart darkened with desire. You touched the side of my brass with your hand, your flip sliding over my lower lip. The one you 'd love to bite. I pressed my body against yours, feeling your erection. It was so ripe to be able to experience you, no crown, shirts or blouses between us. Just skin to skin. Your hands started moving exploring my vertebral column, waist and hips. I placed a soft osculation on your chest, just above your heart.
You turned me around and pulled tightly against your chest. Your ribbon cupped my breasts and my boom dug into your second joint. I heard you growl and you whispered in my ear 'Vous êtes si belle ... Ma chéri'.

You lifted me in your arm and carried me over to the bedchamber. 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 sense the weight of your body on mine. The fact that you were strong enough to smash 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 hips and trying to push me onto your big, punishing shaft. I swayed my pelvis and told you in stern voice to let go. Your deal 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 trunk with sensual kisses, biting all the sensitive spots on the way. I got up and went to my bag. You watched me with rebuff apprehension. 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 heart and told you to sit on the sharpness of the bed. I took your hand and guided you to the exact spot. I told you to place your hands back for musical accompaniment and stay like that no matter what.

You felt me standing right in nominal head of you. I caressed your nerve, my sass 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 legs. You heard me giggle and say 'see ... that 's where me being a hobbit and you being so magniloquent comes in handy. My brim are on complete summit when I'm kneeling in front line of you ...'you laughed, but it was cut short when you felt my clapper tracing the entire length of your penis. My backtalk covered your balls, kissing and sucking. I moved then up to the base and worked all the way up. Your breathing became quicksilver. After prospicient proceedings of doing just that, caressing your dick with my clapper, lips and hands, but not taking it into my lip 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 palpate you'

And you did ... slowly I circled your tip with my tongue. A shiver run down your entire body. You were so damn strong that for a bit I thought I might have pushed you too far. But no, you liked to be denied, so I kept you on the thin communication channel. You felt the warmth and the softness of inside of my sassing when I took you in. With no warning I started sucking hard, flicking my tongue over your tender tip over and over again. My hands were stroking you and squeezing your balls. You were gasping for air. Your hips started to labor forward and your heftiness started to tense.

Everything stopped. I had former design for you than to let you cease then and there. You grunted with disappointment over sharp withdrawal. I laughed. Your handwriting went to your face to remove the blindfold. I caught your articulatio radiocarpea and said 'you were not given permission'. Your hand returned to the bed. You felt me sitting on your lap. I took your penis in my hired man and guided it inside me. You nearly invoked the lord 's name in vain. That 's how incredibly soaked, hot and wet I was around you. You were filling me up so perfectly. I kissed you deeply and whispered, 'you are permitted to touch'.

You oh so eagerly did. Your hand immediately went to my hips, to my back, 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 closer and you rested your mentum on my shoulder. My hips started to carry again, a seductive dancing, with you buried deep inside my puss. 'Open your eyes'.

You did and the get-go affair you saw was our reflection in the wardrobe mirror. Me on top of you, your hands on my ass, my hip moving up and down and in circuit. You could see yourself disappearing in me. You saw and felt me increasing the pace .'I 'm gon na cum'you heard me whispering and you observed in the mirror how my back arches, how my body tenses ... you felt my pussy pulsating around you, squeezing your phallus even besotted ... it went on ... and on ... and on ... 'Gods ...'you heard me moan your name.

It was too much ... a sensational overload. With a abstruse growl you grabbed my hips and impaled me on you with nearly vicious violence ... and again ... and again ..., your eyes fixed on the mirror. And then you came, shooting hot cum trench inside me. I felt it so surd and I came again, form 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 word and caressed my back. I looked up. Your fount was so serene in that moment, grinning wandering on your lips. You pulled me finisher and held me in your arms. Heat from your physical structure was keeping me fond. I sighed with content and relaxed totally.

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