I thought about the sexual adventure I was having with Angel—how wild, imaginative and honest it was. Role playing lets us be more uninhibited and explore places we might not otherwise go. I thought about how we played off of each other and got so fully into each other's games. There was definitely chemistry between us and I found myself wanting to know her better and to take what started as play to another level. So that night when it was my turn to create a fantasy role play, I decided to do something different.
I knocked on her screen door and she called, "Come in, dear."
I didn't expect the "dear," but when I entered and saw she was pouring each of us a glass of wine, I was surprised and impressed. She was wearing the same silky kimono from our first night. It came tantalizingly just below her crotch area revealing her well toned legs. Her kimono was loosely tied and revealed just enough cleavage to leave lots to my imagination—sometimes more of a turn-on than seeing everything exposed. Angel knew what she was doing when she handed me my wine and our fingers touched. We clicked glasses. She looked me in the eyes, smiling and stood very close for a moment before moving towards the sofa. She sat down and patted the seat next to her inviting me to sit down.
Except for her first words inviting me in, we didn't speak—just looked at each other. Still, the room was charged with our contained sexual energy.
We both sipped our wine, still silent, looking at each other, smiling.
She then put one bent leg up on the couch, placing her chin on her knee as she looked at me.
"So what did you have in mind, tonight?" she asked, coyly.
Putting her one leg up like that caused her kimono to open slightly, revealing her entire thigh; the other foot was on the floor and her legs were slightly spread allowing me to almost see her pussy but not quite.
"What a tease she is," I thought, looking at her hidden treasure.
"Sooooo-- what should we do?" she said, smiling "What's on your mind?"
"I have a little game I'd like to try that I think will help us get to know each other better."
"What kind of game?"
"It's simple. It's called 'Like—Dislike.' We take turns telling each other what we like and dislike about having sex."
"Hmmmmm. Sounds interesting." She took a sip of wine. "You go first."
Angel then brought her other leg up on the couch and turned facing me. She now sat Indian style or yoga style with her feet on each ankle. Again, her kimono was high on her legs, barely covering her crotch.
I took a sip of wine and looked her in the eyes, then said, "I like her sexy tight jeans and can't help grabbing her round ass and rubbing my cock against her cunt getting both of us hot as we grind harder and harder against each other and hearing her moan and say Fuck me! I want it bad!" I paused and took another sip of wine.
She looked at me, smiling, "Ummmmmm!"
I continued. "I dislike her letting me do all the moving and her being passive. She likes it but isn't responding. "
Angel nodded, taking a sip of wine. "My turn, now."
"Right."
"I like when he licks my pussy, slow and teasing at first and then harder, fucking me with his tongue and I grab his head pulling him deeper and he's making me juicy and I know he's loving it and I cum hard, knowing I'm going to cum again when he fucks me."
She looked me in the eyes when she spoke then took another sip of wine.
"I dislike it when he's rushing 'cause I know he doesn't care about me and just wants to fuck me. That's a turn-off."
I nodded and smiled, letting her know I understood.
I paused a moment to think of what to say. She was leaning slightly forward and I could see her tits as the kimono slid open. I looked her in the eyes before I spoke.
"I like when she's lying in front of me on the bed with her legs wide open and I'm kneeling between her legs with my hard cock in my hand moving it up and down her wet cunt, teasing and having her lift herself up wanting it and finally she yells, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
When I described that last scenario, my cock got hard in my shorts. I noticed her looking at the big tent. I didn't care and wanted her to see it.
"I dislike when she lets me fuck her and lies there but doesn't seem responsive. She's just letting me fuck her but not giving back."
Angel shifted her position and stretched her legs straight out so that they were now on my lap, her foot leaning on my erection. "Mind if I rest my legs there?" she asked.
"Not at all," I said. "So what's your next like?" I asked, feeling her feet against my cock.
"I like when he starts off gentle and slow and then we both are getting so hot that he gets rough and fucks me harder and harder 'cause he knows how turned on I am and he pulls out and rams his hard cock into me until I'm screaming for him to fuck me harder. Fuck me! Fuck me! I like being taken."
When she spoke her kimono had risen higher on her legs. She spread her legs slightly so that I could now see her cunt peeking out from the edge of her kimono.
"I dislike it when he cums so fast and then stops, leaving me unsatisfied and I have to finish myself off. That's bummer."
I put my glass down on the table next to the couch. The only light in the room was the lamp on the table. I liked the way her feet felt on my cock and started to rub them, massaging the soles.
"Mmmmmm that feels good. I like that," she said. "Opps, I got an extra 'I like'—it's your turn." She finished her wine and put the glass on the floor.
"I like coming up behind her while she's doing something and reaching in front of her, grabbing both her tits and then grinding my cock into the crack of her ass, whispering in her ear, 'I want to fuck you' and she gasps and starts wiggling her ass against me, letting me know she's horny, too. I then move one hand on her mound, moving my finger against her cunt, pulling her harder against my cock and I like how she spreads her legs, pushing her ass against my hard cock, making moaning sounds as she gets hornier."
I noticed Angel's mouth was open as she listened. She was looking intently at my eyes and moved her foot back and forth over my cock. I continued rubbing her foot.
"I dislike when I take the chance and grab her by the tits and she continues what's she's doing and says, "I'm busy, now...I like spontaneity." Angel smiled and commented, "hmmmm...spontaneity is great."
I nodded, surer now that there really was a chemistry or something like that between us.