First time
Sasha
and I had been dating for three months and, because we'd agreed when
we first started going out together we wouldn't push each other to
make love until both of us were sure the relationship was going to
be more than just sex, I sat patiently waiting in her living room, a
glass of Jack Daniels in my hand, while she went and changed from the
evening gown she had worn for the romantic meal at the city's top
restaurant, which I'd surprised her with.
The
date was just going to be the meal, a sort of three month anniversary
celebration, but as we walked home Sasha had decided she wanted to
stretch the night out and suggested a club, so we'd stopped by hers
so she could change from the beautiful dress to something more
suitable.
After
what seemed like hours the door to the room she had disappeared in
to, which I guessed must have been her bedroom, opened half way.
“Can
you just come and give me a hand with this damn zipper, baby,” she
called out. “It seems to be stuck.”
Placing
my drink on the glass coffee table I made my way to her room, and
froze in the doorway. Instead of seeing Sasha standing there in
clothes suitable for clubbing I was greeted by the sight of her
standing there in a black lace bra, suspender belt, lace panties,
black stockings and six inch black stilettos.
“Well
are you going to come in, or just stand with your eyes popping out?”
Saha asked seductively.
I
didn't need telling again and slowly entered the room, my eyes
darting around the room and taking in the massive, ornately carved,
wooden bed, gold drapes and gold colored silk bed lined.
“Come
here, babe,” she whispered, holding her hands out towards me.
Stepping
forward I took her slender fingers in mine and pulled her close, our
lips meeting as soon as our bodies touched.
“We've
both waited long enough,” Sasha said as we eventaully pulled apart,
just so we could get some air.
“Are
you sure, Sahsa?” I asked, not wanting her to make a mistake but at
the same toime hoping so much that she meant what I thought she did.
“More
than ever, if you are.”
Instead
of answering I placed my lips back against hers and, as we kissed
passionately, she slipped my jacket off and started to undo my shirt
buttons urgently, until she could tear it off and throw it to the
floor. Once my shirt was gone her hands dropped and she hurriedly
undid my trousers, before letting them fall to the floor.
Slipping
her hand in to my boxers her soft fingers wrapped around my hard
shaft, and she started to slowly stroke my cock, as I slipped my hand
in to her lace panties and caressed her beautiful, firm, ass.
“Babe
I want you so bad,”
“I
want you as well, baby,” I replied, before running my hand up her
back and undoing her bra.
Lowering
my head as I saw her beautiful breasts for the first time I flicked
my tongue over her rapidly stiffening nipples. After teasing
hernipples for a few minutes I dropped to my knees, and hooked my
fingers in to the waistband of her panties.
“Yes,
babe, take them off, please,” Sasha pleaded.
Looking
up at her I did as she asked and slowly eased her panties over her
thighs, before pulling them all the way down and holding her hand as
she stepped out of them. After smiling up at her I lowered my head
and ran my tongue along her slit, tasting the woman I wanted to
sppend the rest of my life with, for the first time.
Lifting
my hand I eased her thighs open a little and kissed my way up each of
them in turn, before taking her beautifully trimmed cock, lightly, in
my fist and beginning to stroke her.
©JSMorbius
2 comments:
That last paragraph confused me quite a bit. The rest of it was sexy
You ALWAYS surprise me. I did NOT see that coming. But I like it! :)
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