Nice Evening with S

S had been trying to arrange an evening with me for over a month. We’d both either been busy with family or work events or the “timing” just hadn’t been right for me . . . But we eventually managed to get together on Tuesday evening.

We met in Hampstead at the same restaurant we’d eaten at earlier in the year. S knows I love jewellery and he’d bought me some earrings as a birthday present and we enjoyed a nice meal and just talked about family and school and work for ages. S had booked the same, new, hotel as last time, just a short drive from the restaurant but it was already quite late by the time we arrived there after our meal. He was embracing me and undressing me the minute we entered the room, but I insisted that I had to shower first (you know when you just “have to” shower!).

I showered first and normally would have waited in the bathroom whilst he showered, but I wanted to put on my new earrings for him, so I tidied-up my hair and face at the mirror in the main room and then lay back on the bed, wrapped in a towel, waiting for him. “They are really lovely thank you”, I told him, turning my head from side to side and displaying his new gift as he came into the room. He climbed onto the bed and immediately unwrapped my towel though, and we were soon kissing and stroking each other. I was feeling really relaxed and very aroused as he slid down my tummy and began licking and playing with me. He just plays so slowly and tenderly all over my pussy and I was soon getting completely worked up and gasping as his fingers stroked and probed. I was lifting myself up and down on his hands and feeling his tongue swirling round and round on me.

He wanted me to lift up further and turn over onto my knees but I was so aroused I was telling him not to stop and holding his head onto me and pushing my hips up into his face and tongue. It was so, so nice and I could hear myself come with loud groans and then push him away as I rolled over onto my side, before curling my knees up and asking him to “cuddle up behind”. We lay for quite some time, not saying anything at first, but then as he kept talking to me and stroking my arm and shoulders I eventually turned over to face him. We talked for another 15 minutes or so before he had to get up to turn-off my phone alarm which had gone off in my bag on the table. It was already midnight!!!

“I’m sorry the time has gone by so quickly” I was apologising as I’d felt it was my fault we’d been talking so long in the restaurant. I could feel him hard against my leg and I knew I just couldn’t get up and ask him to take me home now. I reached down and started stroking him . . . he felt really nice and smooth . . . and then I pushed him over onto his back and slid down to suck him into my mouth. He was protesting saying he wanted to play some more, but I told him I didn’t want that tonight . . . “I just want to taste you like this” I told him. He struggled and twisted a few more times, but as I continued with the rhythm of my lips sucking up and down on him I could feel him relaxing and beginning to enjoy it. I slid one hand around him as I lifted my mouth up to the head and cupped my other hand around his balls and just cupped them and squeezed them gently. He doesn’t enjoy me being too aggressive with him like this (J actually likes me nibbling and biting on him!), so I just continued sucking up and down increasing the pace and pressure a little as I felt him pushing himself up to meet my mouth sliding down on him. I can tell when he’s about to come and I just lifted away and pushed my boobs over him as he exploded with little spurts against me.

I like making him come like this against me. It makes me feel good that he’s enjoyed it so much and I love the feeling of my rubbing himself back over his cock and balls and tummy. It’s only when it suddenly feels cold and draughty against my skin that I want to wipe the rest of it up . . . at least on this occasion the towel I’d had wrapped around me was still close at hand. I lay down beside him again once I’d finished mopping the both of us up, and we just lay together side by side recovering.

Conversation began again after a few minutes and we agreed it was time to get dressed and make the journey home. “At least it’s only a short drive now.” And it was, we were home in 20 minutes . . . But it was still after 1 a.m.

J was waiting for me on the sofa, naked and expectant. I undressed for him and then sat down on his lap facing him and answering his questions on how my evening had gone. He was disappointed that we’d only “played” but as I told him that I’d had a really nice time and a really big come he began to concentrate more on me lifting myself up and down on him. He was quickly hard and we didn’t have to re-adjust ourselves at all for him to be inside me and guiding me by my hips as he lifted me up and down on his cock. I was telling him how I’d made S come and wiggling my breasts into his face asking “can you taste his come on my tits?” He came as he sucked and we just fell back onto the sofa together, snuggling up until he’d recovered enough to go upstairs. He collapsed into bed while I put away my earrings and sorted out my clothes and by the time I’d returned from cleaning myself up in the bathroom, he was fast asleep . . .


Best wishes - Edith
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