I awaken to toe-curling kisses being place along my spine down my back then stopping in the space between ass and back and following by a lingering kiss placed on each butt cheek, causing my girly bits to spasm and tingle as I opened my legs wide. My response of moans pleasures remembered turns to a groan on hearing the front door open and closing. Turning over in frustration to lay on my back, I inhale deeply of the scent of us, on my skin, the sheets, pillows, and in the air. Closing my eyes and arching my body, I offer myself to you who has come and gone, and causing the bedding to slide down my body and onto the floor. Falling back on to the bed, I shiver as the cold air, warm skin collides, and fed by wild desire, I start to call you back as my mouth and pussy are missing the pleasure of your company, but I know better. So kicking aside the bedding, I stiffly made my way to the bathroom with a smile of my face as I remembered how I got into such a state.
While walking to work, I could feel eyes on me, some with knowing smiles from people I met along the way. Adding to the sway in my step, I don't think I have ever felt so sexy and want all at the same time...damn!
Later as I stand in front of a people giving a presentation, I'm of two minds. I was in the moment, and the other remembering how it was to feel your cock slide into my mouth and down my throat. I started walking around during my presentation, trying to distract my body. I caught myself, adding a little more to sway of my hips and again feeling eyes on me. Oh yes, you fucked me well, and I wanted everyone to know. I was walking home, enjoying the late afternoon warmth, as a shadow crosses my path, causing me to stop and my heart to beat faster. Stopping, we look at each other from behind our Foster Grands and smile.
I wonder if you knew that the sight of you turns my panties into pieces of wet silk and my nipples start to aching to feel your mouth on them again?" I'm thinking as feel my smile widen. Then the taste of you comes to mind, and I know if you ask, I would have done so right then and there...
"No," I said, knowing that I am lying as you are my drug of choice and thoughts of all kinds of naughty things I could do to and with you. The heat is building between my legs, and I feel the need to play with you.
"What if I said that I wanted to fuck you right here and now...or better yet told you to suck my cock?" he whispers in the space between us, with the scent of his him under his cologne teasing me into forgetting where we were.
"Damn," I whisper back in response and feel my body go into overdrive, and I'm seconds from strips in public...but then common sense returns.
Not trusting my voice and knowing that my morality was weak, I step past him, and I continue my walk home. With his eyes on me, I couldn't help myself, and I add a bit more sway to my hips, hoping to leave him with a view to remember. Almost tripping in the performance, I hear him laughing, implying that he knew my game and my weakness... him.
Upon reaching home, dropping my things on the table near the door, I headed for the bathroom to wash off the day and free myself for the evening. Stripping my clothes off as I went, not caring about the mess entering the bathroom naked, horny, and needing a good fuck. The shower was doing little to cool me off, so I decided to take matters into my skillful hand, and in no time, my moans rose beyond the shower's noise to echo off the tile walls. I was just about to come when I felt a hard smack on my hand, followed by one on my right butt cheek. Ready to declare war on whoever had stopped me, I was pleasantly surprised to find him standing outside the shower but still dressed. Moving out of his reach and further under the showerhead with the water beating down on me, knowing that he wouldn't dare get in the shower dressed as he was. That suit cost him a fortune, and leather shoes were not far behind in price. I couldn't help but laugh at him and his inability at this moment to get what he wants...me.
"Love, you have to get out of the shower sometime..."
"Yes, I do, but can you wait is the real question?" I ask in a teasing tone egging him on to make a move. Watching the play of emotions that ran across his face from frustration to lust, and then I wasn't helping by stroking my body suggestively under his watchful grey gaze.
"I've tasted you all day... feeling our naked bodies wrapped around each other. Yeah, you have been on my mind, now I am going to get my fill, "he said, his voice heavy with desire and other things...
"Ask nicely, "I said, smiling on the outside and quivering from a need on the inside. Watching him as the intensity in his grey eyes grows, his cock tents his trousers followed by a low menacing growl from his lips. I know that my time was running out, but I don't care as he wasn't the only one who has been imagining tasting something extraordinary all day.
"Can I taste you?" he asks, his voice heavy with longing as the fingers one hand find their way back to my pussy lips and the other hand to my left breast.
Now what happened after that, I'm not exactly sure. All I know, that I am on my back in the bed, reaching for something to hold on to as his tongue did things to my pussy that had me beyond words or thought. Knees up to my chest, exposing pussy to asshole, my release erupts from deep within with every lick and fingering. I feel as if he is consuming and from parched lips. I'm begging for more, and he gives it. He moves from tasting to ramming his cock into me. His wet lips capture mine, allowing me, taste my salty sweetness as our tongue dance a wild tango together.
The sound of the headboard banging against the wall matching the thrusting rhythm of his cock into me, has me hanging on for dear life as he fucks me into blissful mindlessness. With hands squeezing, groping, and bodies slamming, we come loud and hard moaning, screaming of names as we lose control and drink deeply of each other essence. Our bodies gasping for air, slick with sweat, still trembling from orgasmic release, he rolls away to lying next to me. I'm missing him as sleep claims me.
Later that night, I woke with an intense hunger, my pussy feeling hot and wet, nipples hard, and my skin warm and tight. Inhaling the heady scent of sex hanging heavy in the air, I taste it on the back of my tongue. My hunger is demanding, almost feral, I start to play with my pussy, but then I see him. He was lying there in the moonlight, naked, and still, I smile and crawl over to him. Turning his head, he feels and seems me coming as the bed shifts with my movement, and he smiles with his eyes reflecting my hunger. On all fours looking down at his outstretched body, the heat and scent of him drifting up to greet me, my mouth, wet with desire, so I asked the only question that's left to me...
"Can I taste you?"
The smile on his face disappears, and a knowing look and a raised eyebrow take its place.
So I did.