i’d love for you to come over again, surprising me by calling to me from downstairs. i’d leave my office in a flash, and hurry down the stairs, so happily surprised to see you standing there.
you’d do your nervous stretch, and turn to the side as i approach, your eyes shying away from mine.
i would reach out to you, sliding my hand across the small of your back, my fingers wrapping around your soft side. i would pull you closer, such that one arm would be locked against my belly.
you would turn your cheek to me, your eyes rising to meet mine. and with my free hand i would take your face in my palm as i move to kiss you. you would kiss me back, gently at first, but slowly increasing in firmness.
our tongues would chase each other; you would bite at my lips, and i would bite at yours. we would pause to breathe each other in, or to flick our tongues against each other’s lips.
i would slowly move you across the room, closer to the kitchen, where i know you want to be. we would continue to kiss, more fervently, and with more desire.
you would feel my hands move over your ass, squeezing you as i kiss you. you would feel my bury my face in your neck, nipping at your soft skin. i would nibble on your ears, breathing heavily so you know how turned on i am by you.
you would turn your back to me, and push your ass into my crotch, reaching your hands up and behind you to grab at my neck, pulling me into you. my hands would find their way from your face down your neck and over your chest, grabbing and squeezing your breasts.
you would bring one hand down and behind, grabbing at the bulge in my pants as my dick grows harder. i would search your body for where you want to be touched; where you want to be grabbed; where you want to be squeezed.
i would run my hand down over the hem of your t-shirt dress, finding your soft, cool thigh. i would grab your muscles, gently but with intention. i would spread my fingers to cover more of your landscape, and you would feel me as i move my hand up and over your inner thigh, my thumb coming so close to your precious vulva, yet still so painfully far away.
i would feel you push your ass harder against me. you would feel me breathe heaver onto your neck. now my left hand would slide down and over your belly, pulling you into me. my right hand continuing to search the fabric of your panties and the contrast with your cool skin, now growing warmer to the touch.
with my fingertips i would slide so slightly under the elastic, tugging gently upward and outward, making the fabric over your pussy feel just a little tighter. i would release my grasp to then brush my fingers over your mound, just enough to tease you, and then i would bring my hand around your side, to firmly cup your ass.
i would pull slightly on your cheek, so that you feel yourself separate just a little, hinting at what’s to come.
my left hand would come down to join my right, both of them searching and exploring your curves and your softness. both hands now pulling at your ass, squeezing and toying with your plump cheeks. you would feel my fingertips inching closer and closer to your pussy, growing wetter with every tease and taunt.
i would slide my hands up to your waistband, and then slide my fingers under and downward, pulling slightly outward to free the fabric from your skin. one hand would start to find your gorgeous pubic hair and tug gently on it.
i would continue to slide your panties down, exposing more of you to the cool air of the kitchen, until finally i follow them down and bring them to your ankles. you would step out of them, and make a move to turn and face me.
but i’m not finished with you. i would look at you from below, and push you back to face the counter.
i would run my hands up your legs, until they reach the hem of your dress, and i would pull your dress up until it is over your ass. your beautiful ass, that looks so good when i fuck you from behind.
i would tell you to rest your hands or elbows on the counter, and i would tell you to arch your back slightly so you can push your ass out toward me.
kneeling behind you, i would spread your cheeks. first i would just admire your beauty, savoring the moment as i gaze on your gorgeous ass and wet pussy.
i would gently tug, and tease, and feel you with my fingertips. opening you up, getting you ready to feel my hot breath.
and then i would bite the back of your thigh. i would kiss your ass cheeks. i would turn to bite your side. i would stand briefly just to kiss you on your lips, before kneeling back down to bury my face in you.
i would start with your pussy. tasting you. kissing you. sucking on you. i would slide my tongue as deep as possible into you. with my hands keeping you spread apart, i would lap up the juices flowing from you. i would reach under to find your clit, rubbing you, squeezing you, while my tongue and lips explore you. i would slide a finger, or two, or three inside you, as deep as you’ll take them.
and if you want it, if you ask for it, or beg for it, i would tease your asshole, first with my finger, gently feeling you. with your juices making my fingers slick, i would slip a fingertip inside you. in and out with just the fingertip, making you gasp. and then i would tease you with my tongue. because i know you like that. you like to feel my tongue on your ass. it feels forbidden, but you know i love it, and it turns you on.
i would drive you wild with my tongue. you would reach behind you and grab my hair and pull my face into you, letting me know you don’t want me to stop. but i would stop. to spin you around. to stand up and help lift you onto the counter. but not to fuck you. not this time.
i would place your legs on my shoulders, and i would bury my face in your pussy. i would slide a couple fingers inside your wet sex, and another inside your ass, while you feel my tongue against your clit. you would pull my head tighter into you, moaning and squriming. i would reach my left hand up to find your breasts, still under your dress. i would squeeze your nipples, as hard as you would want.
i would feel you heaving, and writhing, and know that my tongue is finding its mark. you would gasp out for me to keep going. don’t stop. don’t stop. and i would not. i would not stop until you explode. until i feel your pussy tighten on my fingers, and your asshole tighten around my finger, and your legs squeeze against my head. and i would keep licking your clit until you have to tell me to stop. that it’s become too much.
and then i would gently slide my fingers out. and i would look up at you, and i would suck your juices from my fingers. and i would stand, and bring my face to yours, and kiss you deeply. and i would hug you. and i would tell you i love you.