She was sitting in her kitchen nook, looking out the window, into the darkness. On a little corner bench, she put her legs up, wrapping her arms around her knees. It was late; she really should be going to bed, but the thought of that big, empty bed was just too depressing right now. She took a sip of her tea, the warmth of it a little bit soothing somehow. Normally she was more of a coffee drinker, but as it was almost midnight, she had figured tea would be a better choice.
A message beeped in on her phone and she picked it up, curious who would be texting her at this hour. Her heart almost skipped a beat as she saw his name pop up on the screen. It was from him
, Tim, the guy she had a major crush on and had longed for “forever.”
“Hi, Liz. You up still, little night owl?
” the text read.
“Yes, it seems so
,” she replied quickly, not wanting to start over-thinking her answer.
Before she had even put her phone down, it beeped again.
“I am right near you. Ok if I stop by?
” she typed in, hitting the send button quickly before she would change her mind.
Oh my god, what was she doing, agreeing to see him at this hour, looking like a mess? Her long brown hair in a messy bun, dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants? And what did he want to see her about anyways? They were friends of course, but not very close. She had met him at a job function at her father’s company and he was quite a lot older than her. He had looked devastatingly handsome in a sharp suit that night, very fit for someone his age and with the most interesting, piercing grey eyes she had ever seen. She had guessed he was in his mid thirties at the time, but later learned he was in his early forties as she got to know him better.
A knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts, and she called out “Come in, Tim, I’m in the kitchen.”
He stepped into her small cozy hallway, wondering again what had possessed him to contact Liz at this hour, and even worse, invite himself to her house. The obvious truth was that he hadn’t been able to get her off his mind, not for a long time, and in a moment of weakness he had picked up his phone, knowing she usually stayed up late. He walked into her kitchen, finding her sitting curled up in her kitchen nook.
The young woman in front of him was a huge contrast to the one he first met at an office party a few months ago. She had been stunning that night, in a black dress with a very low cut back and high heels making her appear a lot taller than she actually was. Her beautiful, long hair was impeccably put up, make up flawless.
Sitting curled up now, she was in cozy bed clothes; her hair messy and there was no makeup on her face. He had been so attracted to her that first night, but smiling to himself, he realized he was even more attracted to her now; so cute, so innocent looking and so real, no pretense. Only her, just as she was.
Their gaze met, her glittering green eyes pulling him in, and without thinking, he quickly moved over, sat down next to her and put his arms around her. He noticed how she didn’t resist at all, seeming very willing for him to hold her. Could it really be that this younger woman, barely in her thirties, was interested in more than a friendship, too?
“Hi, you,” he said, smiling, watching her closely.
“Hi...." She replied a bit shyly, her eyes flickering around a bit, head slightly turned downwards.
He put a finger under her chin, tilting her head up to meet his eyes. A stray piece of hair was near her eye. Using his other hand, he brushed it back, leaving his fingers gently resting against her cheek. Gazing into her eyes, he whispered, “Unless you tell me no, Liz, I am going to kiss you now.”
He felt a light shiver run through her. She said nothing, but the shine in her eyes, the warmth, even passion, spoke louder than a thousand words. He leaned in, his lips pressed against her sweet lips, gently at first, but her eager response made his kiss grow deeper, his tongue pressing into her mouth, probing, exploring, meeting her tongue in a sensual dance.
She felt her heartbeat increase as he leaned in towards her, kissing her, for the very first time. She had imagined this moment many times, but got almost overwhelmed. Their kiss grew more passionate, she hadn't expected this level of electricity running through her the moment their lips locked. It was as he had flipped a switch in her; the months of longing for him all boiling to the surface. She moaned softly into his mouth and his answer was to pull her in tighter, run his hands up and down her back, one moving lower and lower until it reached the top of her butt, squeezing.
“Oh, Tim,” she whispered as he broke their kiss, looking into her eyes.
“I want you, Liz. I have wanted you from the very first time we met. Will you let me make you mine, take you to your bed and make love to you?”
“Yes, Tim, take me to my bed. Make me yours, all yours. I have wanted you for such a long time, too.”
He smiled at her, kissing her again, before lifting her into his arms and carrying her down the hallway and into her bedroom. Putting her down, he kissed her, pulling her t-shirt over her head, seeing her full beautiful breasts for the first time. Filled with desire, his lips went straight to one of her nipples, flicking it with his tongue, sucking it into his mouth, feeling it growing hard. He repeated the action to her other breast, a hand firmly kneading the first one.
Standing up, he quickly undressed, her hungry eyes watching him. She pulled the ribbon out of her long hair, letting her it cascade down over her shoulders and breasts. She looked so hot, so desirable, he felt himself grow rock hard just watching her. Her eyes trailed down his body, clearly happy with what she was seeing, a big grin and light blush on her face as her eyes rested on his cock.
Sitting up on the edge of the bed, she reached out a hand for him, pulling him close to her, running her hands slowly over his butt as he was standing in front of her. She smiled playfully up at him, leaning forward, letting her tongue run over the tip of his cock. He breathed in sharply, moaning. She started licking his cock from the base over and over until every bit of his cock had been touched by her tongue. She let her tongue often tease the sensitive spot under the head, making him moan an ooze precum that she happily lapped up, tasting his saltiness.
Slowly she wrapped her lips around his cock, her eyes looking up at him. Seeing the pleasure and passion in his eyes, spurred her on, loving to please him. She let her mouth sink deep onto his cock, sucking, her tongue pressed against the underside of his cock as she bobbed her head up and down on him. He placed a hand gently on the back of her head, not to force her in, but as a caress. She moaned around his cock, a hand squeezing his butt, the other gently playing with his balls.
Suddenly he pulled back, grinning at her, whispering “So good, baby, amazing, but you better stop now or I won’t be able to hold back much longer. Now, it is my turn...”
He pushed her down onto her back, joining her in the bed. A few seconds later he had pulled off her pajama pants, taking a moment to enjoy the sight of the naked beauty. His hands ran up the inside of her thighs, and she spread them for him, giving him the full view of her bare pussy; puffy, wet, needy for his attention.
He almost growled as he pushed her legs wider apart, moving his head down between them. The look of her excited him greatly, and as he smelled her arousal, he couldn’t wait another second, wanting, needing to taste her sweet nectar. He licked her wet, puffy lips, her moans clearly telling him how much she enjoyed this. He let his thumbs push her outer lips open, her pink, wet pussy looking so inviting to him. Running his tongue slowly up and down her slit, more juices slowly trickled out of her, and her moans grew louder.
“You taste so good, baby, like the sweetest honey. Nectar from the gods.”
His tongue kept exploring her folds, now and then brushing over her clit, making her hips press up against his face. He put his hand on her butt, holding her up against his face, circling her clit with his tongue then sucking it into his mouth. She was whimpering and squirming, and he let a finger slowly sink into her. He noticed how tight she was as he slowly started pushing his finger in and out. Biting gently down on her clit, she cried out, shaking, her thighs pressing together around his head, her walls pulsing around his finger and juices flowing out. He greedily licked up her juices before kissing his way up her body until he reached her lips, kissing her passionately.
They kissed hungrily, and she loved her taste on his lips. She couldn’t help but find it a big turn on, knowing how his mouth just brought her into a sensational orgasm. She felt his hard cock resting against her opening, nudging her gently, getting covered in her juices. Looking into her eyes, he slowly started sinking into her tight pussy, seeing her eyes widen as he stretched her, taking his time to work himself all the way into her, not to hurt her. As he finally was all the way into her, he held still, caressing and kissing her lips and face, whispering how beautiful and amazing she was, how good she felt. Her body adjusting to him, he slowly started moving, long slow strokes, taking his time, loving her tight, wet, hot pussy around his cock.
She was moaning softly, moving with him as their bodies found a rhythm, dancing a sensual dance together. Their moans grew louder and their speed picked up. Her responses drove him crazy with desire, pumping into her faster and faster, needing to fill the sweet woman in his arms with his seed, make her all his. She had her arms tightly wrapped around him and as she cried out, cumming hard, she dug her fingernails into his back. He pumped her furiously as she came for him, squeezing his cock, moaning his name, and with one last, hard thrust he joined her in orgasm, his hot cum filling her.
They held each other tightly, clinging to each other, panting and moaning as their orgasms had them flying high. Slowly calming their lips met again in passionate kisses. He wrapped her up tight in his arms, whispering what a wonderful lover she was. She smiled, whispering, “So are you, baby. And maybe from now on my big bed won’t be so empty anymore.”
“Oh, my sweet girl, I plan on sharing your bed a whole lot in time to come if you will let me, my wonderful little sexy kitten.”
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