Meeting David

We stepped inside and in one expert movement, he dropped his bag to the floor and took both of my wrists in one hand. He raised my arms over my head, holding tightly to my wrists and pressed against me. Lowering his head again, he moved his open mouth around my face and neck, never making contact, but breathing across my skin. Goosebumps raced across every inch of my body. His hips pressed deeper into mine. “Do you see now, what you do to me?” I nodded in silence, my breathing ragged. He moved his mouth over my ear and his free hand massaged my hip, then thigh. “I want you to understand this,” he whispered into my ear. “I am going to kiss every inch of your body again and again.” He paused to insert his tongue into my ear, then suck my earlobe lightly. “I am going to part your thighs and lick from the very top to the very bottom of your slit before I plunge my tongue inside to taste you.” He pulled his head back and, looking into my eyes, gently traced my closed lips with his tongue, before parting my lips and dipping deep into my mouth. Again, he whispered, as he barely pulled his body away from mine, “And then…” his fingers traced the inside of my thigh, up to my pussy. He placed his hand flat over, rubbing me before he slid my zipper down and ran his hand inside. Still breathing heavy on my neck, but neither of us speaking, his palm squeezed my bare mound. “And then, I am going to enter you.” With no warning, he shoved a finger deep inside me as I moaned. He worked his finger slowly in and out of me as he said, “And our bodies will be one, as our souls have always been.” The finger worked through my sopping wet pussy and his thumb barely teased at my clit. I swallowed hard and moaned helplessly, trying to free a hand from his grip. He held tight and said, “Wait. I want your full attention. This is the most important part.” I stopped struggling and tried to focus on his words, rather than his hands. His finger slipped inside me deep and stopped. “Make no mistake. Today, I will not fuck you. But I will make love to your body and to your soul until neither of us can go on. I love you Mindy.” The finger slowly slipped out. “Today will mean much more than even the greatest fuck. I’ve waited so long to be a part of you. Do you understand?” I nodded and thought to myself, “You’re already a part of me.”

I settled him on the sofa with a soda and took his bag to my bedroom, careful to close the door behind me. It looked just as I’d left it. I smiled to myself and returned to my baby. “Are you tired from your ride?” I asked, snuggling up beside him. He slid an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. He rested his face on my hair and breathed in deeply. “No, not tired.”

“Hungry?” I asked, concerned.

He chuckled and grinned, “Mmmm very.” I blushed again and giggled. “I’m serious,” he tipped my head up, smile faded. “I’m very hungry Kim,” he said deeply. 

I stood and led him to my bedroom. Opening the door to the darkened room, I watched his face. A slow smile spread across his face. The smell of roses filled me. Petals covered the floor and bed. Various sizes of red and cream colored scented candles were scattered across each dresser and bedside table. “You like?” I asked, pulling him inside. “Kim, it’s beautiful,” he said, still looking around the room. 

I found a lighter and began lighting candles on a dresser and table. Smells of vanilla and roses filled the room slowly. When they all burned, I faced him and slid off my sandals. I then raised my arms and pulled my shirt up over my head, revealing underneath, a light blue lace bra with embroidered flowers. His grin widened and he started toward me. I held up a hand to stop him and moved toward the next table and dresser. After lighting more candles, I faced him and removed my jeans, slowly, to reveal the panties that so perfectly matched the chosen bra. His smile faded and his eyes grew serious. I stood before two candleabras mounted on the wall above my bed and lit them. Facing him again, I slowly dropped the bra straps off each shoulder, then reached behind, unsnapping the bra, to allow my breasts to fall free. David licked his lips and I grinned knowingly, teasingly.

Last, I approached a tall candleabra on the floor near the door. With my back to him, I began to light the last candles. I felt him behind me as I lit the third of six. His fingers trailed slowly down either side of my stomach, tickling me. I paused and lit the fourth, then the fifth. His fingers looped under the edge of my panties on either side. I stopped, waiting. “Light the last one,” he whispered on my neck. The lighter flickered and he slowly slid my panties down, across my hips to the floor. I felt his tongue at the small of my back, first. He trailed slowly upward, finally reaching my neck again. I felt fingers tracing my inner thighs, the curve of my ass, my sides and then both hands cupped my breasts, squeezing and rubbing.

His mouth kissed my shoulders and I felt his tee shirt against my skin. I turned to face him and gently ran fingers down either side of his face. I let my hands trail down his chest to his waistband. I pulled his shirt up and as he raised his arms to free it, I walked behind him, pulling it off as I went. Behind him, I licked and kissed all over his back as my hands slid around to the front of his waist. I unzipped his slacks and moved back in front of him. I knew he didn’t wear boxers or briefs, so I wanted to be in the right place to drop his pants. Face to face, I began to kiss his neck, his chest, across one nipple, stopping to lick and suck it lovingly, then showing the other the same attention. His hands curled through my hair and my head slid down. My hands moved his pants across his hips and I dropped to my knees to let my tongue follow.

As his slacks gathered at his ankles, his gorgeous dick stood upright, in front of my face. His fingers massaged my scalp and played in my hair as I wrapped one hand around him and let my other gently massage his balls. I extended my tongue, licked my lips and began placing small suckling kisses up the underside of his shaft. Reaching the tip, I opened my mouth and slid my wet lips over the end, barely. He tasted so wonderful, just as I’d known he would. I sucked gently on the end, swirling my tongue around caressing his hole. As I released him and began spreading wet, open kisses along the top, I let my fingers massage the flat surface between his balls and his anus. He moaned and gripped my hair tighter.