I imagine finally coming to visit you. As I knock hesitantly on your door, flowers in my hand, you answer the door in a stunning yet simple outfit--a long, flowing skirt, and a tight, cream-colored sweater. You smile graciously and demurely as you accept the flowers, your soft blonde hair framing your beautiful face perfectly. As you notice my initial shyness, you take my hand and invite me in, noticing how my body shivers at our first touch.
As you guide me into your living room, you turn to me. I am emboldened by your beauty and reach for you, cupping your face softly in my hands and kissing your warm, red lips. Our lips melt together for what seems like hours, but can only be seconds.... I slide my right hand behind your head, letting my fingers run through your luxurious hair as our mouths open slightly in unison, each of us peeking our tongues out a little to explore.
As our kiss intensifies, we step into one another, bodies pressing against each other warmly. I can feel your firm, full breasts mashed against my chest as you feel the stirrings of my excitement pressing into you. Our tongues intertwine as we move towards your couch, not wanting to break our kiss for even a second. As you back into the couch and slowly lower yourself to take a seat, my hands slide down your body, caressing your sides as we both sit.
My left hand continues to caress your smooth cheek during our kiss, while my right hand has now moved to cup and softly squeeze your left breast through your sweater. I cradle it fully in my hand as I feel your nipple harden, boring into my palm. I move my lips from your lips for the first time, kissing my way along your jaw, teasing your ear lightly with the tip of my tongue, then slowly kissing my way down your succulent neck.
I kiss more firmly down your neck, sucking it softly and deeply, as both of my hands slide down to your flat stomach. My tongue teases that sweet spot where your neck and shoulder meet, then my hands grip your sweater and slowly raise it over your head. As I lean back so that I can fully remove your sweater, you arch your chest forward, taunting me with your luscious breasts. I cannot help but admire your body, seeing your tan skin highlighted by the stark whiteness of your lacy bra.