His eyes follow her long shapely legs past her creamy thighs to her tantalizing midriff, up past her breasts, where his gaze pauses, and then to her beautiful face. As she hurried to meet him, her hair catches by the breeze and gently cascades around her face, concealing in mystery her gaze as she peers at him, curiously.
She slows her pace as she gets closer and continues to walk over to him. She extends her hand and warm smile in greeting. He takes her hand and feels its warmth; he loves a woman with warm hands. It is in that touch, a touch that lingers a few seconds longer than normal, that he reads her soul. She begins to pull away and yet, at the same time desires to maintain the connection. She feels his energy course throughout her entire body – diving into every pore.
After a few moments of nervous humor and small conversation they are on their way. He has waited so long for this moment, and he is not going to waste a precious second, so he dives right in with a building orientation and endless questions. She is fascinated by his inquisitiveness; in fact, she finds it quite endearing. It is not very often, even rare, that she finds someone so interested in her - who she was; why she was; how she lived; who she loved; what she hoped for; what she dreamed of.
They walk up a brightly lit stairwell located in the back corner of the building – one that is hardly ever used; he knows that, and so does she. She can see him still discretely ravishing her body with his eyes. He did it subtly, but it was still obvious to her, and it pleased her to no end. She feels herself getting aroused. Here is this guy who is her boss and he is thoroughly checking her out. Thankfully for her, as an added bonus, he wasn't too bad looking. A little too tan and non-descript to be her type, but certainly not harsh on the eyes.
He is overwhelmed by all the beauty that surrounds him. It moves him deeply, and he is so filled with this love and passion that he leans over and kisses her. It is bold and out of character for him, but something about her compelled him. His lips are met passionately by her softness. He can’t believe how soft they feel. It has been a long time and he misses the feel of yin energy. He gets lost in their close embrace. His tongue gently pierces her lips and probes her mouth. It is met eagerly by her soft and wet tongue and they dance together as if doing their own mating dance.
His touch on the small of her back, soft yet confident, turns her on. As they kiss, sensations well up from the seat of her soul. She has not felt this way in such a long time and she has yearned so badly and for so long to feel this way. She kisses him harder to intensify the feeling, and holds him tighter as a shiver runs through her body. The growing tent in his trousers gives her the answer she is looking for.
They are both lost within each other, and yet they both sense the warmth of home. He craves to see, touch, and caress all of her, and he begins to remove her shirt. She would have resisted, but she painfully wants to be naked with him. He drops her shirt to the floor and reaches back around her to undo her bra. She feels him against her, throbbing. Her hand wanders down to his shorts and begins exploring. He is wearing boxers, which brought a devilish smile to her face. She has clear access to his penis, and she takes it. He thrust as her hand grabs him and he lets out a moan. The wetness of their sweat and kissing has now spread to other parts of their bodies. She loves the hardness of his penis. It turns her on to know that she turns him on so much; it gives her a sense of power, and she enjoys that.
He willingly lets her hand roam as he moves down to playfully bite her breasts. They were perfect, and he presses himself against her. He wants to feel their warmth and softness. Her nipples are once again erect, a sight and sensation she loves as much as he does. She removes her hand from his crotch. Her fingers are slippery from his wetness and she rubs them over her nipples. He moves to suck on them and tastes his own sweetness. He takes her finger in his mouth and sucks on it like a lollipop. She lets out a desirous moan, wanting so much for the roles to be reversed, and for her finger to be his penis.
She starts to fondle him again, making him more excited in the process. It is obvious he is enjoying it to the maximum, and about to lose it. She is now gaining control of the situation, and he is rapidly becoming putty in her hands. As she strokes him faster and faster, his breathing becomes more raged. She is so beautiful, her hair sways back and forth and she smells of the sweetest perfumes.
She bends forward and grabs the bottom of his shirt. When she pulls up on it and removes it she is surprised to see a quality sculpted body outlining the muscles he has worked on his whole life. It wasn't much, he is no body builder, but it is enough to impress girls.
Without warning she begins to kiss down his neck and onto his chest. He feels the bulge in his pants rising, but being stopped by his pants. She slowly descends to his belly button and continues to kiss and suck. Then she brings her hand up to the crease of his pants. She stops kissing and unbuttons his pants. He can feel the temperature of her hands so close to him.
Before long, she completely turns the tables. He is now trying desperately to stop her, but she ruthlessly persists with her teasing and stroking, until all of a sudden, he gives out a long agonized croak. It is in that moment of desire that she is his, and there is nothing he wants more than to taste her. With her body up against the wall, from her freshly tousled long hair, to her glorious tits, to her curvy ass and glistening pussy, down to her long slender shapely legs, she has him in a state of awe. He so desperately wants to slide between her legs and drink from her eternal fountain.
As he feels the blood rush away from his head and into his pants, he gives her an unexpected move that certainly excites her as she lets out a little yelp. He roughly spreads her legs out to expose her naked, hungry pussy. She exhales in ecstasy as he dives in with his tongue and takes his first lick while his hands reaching up to fondle her bare breasts. She leans her head back on the wall, feeling the warmth of the sun on her face and chest, and the warmth of his tongue between her legs.
She doesn’t want this moment to end. Now it is her who can't believe this all is happening. He wasn't very good, but what he lacks in skill and finesse, he makes up for by his enthusiasm. Plus the thought that they are in a public stairwell with him eating her pussy out turns her on tremendously. Never has she imagined that so much passion would have flowed from those looks she received from him earlier. In that moment she doesn't care. She just leans her head back with eyes clenched shut, reaches down to feel him between her legs. She pushes his head into her pussy to tell him not to stop.
She is getting close to cumming, but she needs more than just his inexperienced tongue – she brings her hand down to her throbbing clit and starts to flick and rub. He takes the hint and uses a combination of his tongue and fingers to stimulate her, and it starts working. Moments later, her body tenses as she lets out a final orgasmic squeal, squeezing her legs together. It is a good orgasm – the sheer wrongness of it all added to the thrill.
She holds out her arms, inviting him up for a hug. As they lock arms and meet lips, she kisses him passionately – her tongue in his mouth, her hands caressing his body, slowly making their way once again to his hardening manhood.
She can feel his hardening prick just outside her pussy. He isn't quite really yet, but there is something more – he is hesitating. She breathlessly in a combination of wonton inviting lust and wide-eyed innocence asks him what is wrong. He stammers something about his girlfriend. She asks him if he is afraid that if he comes with her, that he won’t be up to it later with her – pun fully intended. His silence is his answer. She whispers for him to think of her when he fucks his girlfriend later; when he is licking his girlfriend’s breasts, think of her; when he is eating his girlfriend’s pussy, remember the taste of hers; when he is entering his girlfriend’s pussy, imagine it is her he is fucking. He keeps silent as he digests her words, but there is no need for him to speak. It is rapidly obvious that he likes her suggestion – his turgid member swells and hardens even more. Like her, he too is immensely aroused by the idea of betrayal.
Without another thought, he thrusts his now fully re-energized cock into her. In and out. She squeals into his ear, which only serves to spur him on. In and out. His rhythmic thrusts became faster and deeper into her tight hole. In and out, in and out, in. As though he is infuriated, he becomes rough which increases her arousal. Out, in and out. His thrusting becomes almost animal-like, rough, raw fucking. In and out. His balls slap against her ass, her breasts in his mouth; wetting them, soaked in his saliva and her sweat. In and out, in. As she applies a final squeeze of her pelvic muscles, he groans uncontrollably. Out, in and out. His arms wrap around her back, and his lips meet hers again, trails of saliva dripping from both of their lips, his tongue sliding along her jaw. In and out. She can feel her orgasm building, as well as his from the base of his cock that is constantly fucking her. In and out, in and out. Her lips part open to a scream, as he starts to suck and bite hard into the side of her throat. In and out, in and out, in and out. Her hands tangle his hair in between her fingers. One final thrust and they both reach the tip of the edge, climaxing in unison, their orgasms shaking, throbbing throughout their bodies. Her pussy tenses around his cock as she feels their juices mixing, dripping down her ass and inner thighs, onto the ground. She screams his name and her chest sinks back down.
She closes her eyes and kisses him, lips crashing into each other. They both collapse to the ground, panting. She opens her eyes looks at his face bathed in sweat. She kisses him tenderly murmuring words of love in his ear.
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