I always get excited and antsy when I'm going over to his place. I take extra time in the shower to make sure I'm perfectly shaved and sparkling clean. Put on my special makeup and make sure my hair is perfect.
I picked out a lacy push-up bra and a low cut shirt. I know how much he loves my tits, so I like putting them in the forefront for him. It isn't too cold out, so I decided on a skirt for this evening. Now the final decision, panties, thong, or nothing? I usually prefer nothing, but since I was wearing a relatively short skirt, I opted for a thong.
I took one last look in the mirror, hopped in my car, and was on my way. It was about a 30 min drive. I blasted upbeat music to keep myself distracted from how eagerly I wanted to get there.
Once I finally arrived, I pulled into his driveway, shut off the car, took a quick peek at myself in my rear view mirror, and got out of the car. He opened the door as I was walking up the driveway. He must have been eager to see me too, he didn't even wait for me to knock.
He's tall, dark, and handsome. Cliche - I know, but the description suits him well. He is indeed tall; although, I am only 5'1" so most people are tall to me. He has serious-looking, blue eyes. Either way, he's hot as hell, totally my type, and I melt a little when I see him in the flesh. His pics don't do him justice, but do a good job of making me wet when I see them.
"Hey, how was the drive?" He asked in his deep voice.
"Good!" I replied.
I stepped inside, he closed the door behind me, and we walked upstairs. He sat on the couch and motioned for me to sit beside him. I'm not sure if it was how horny I was, or how exceptionally hot he looked to me this evening, but I wasted no time in getting down to business. Instead of sitting beside him, I straddled his legs and sat on his lap facing him. My pussy was in the perfect position to feel his dick through his pants. With a slight circular motion, I slowly grinded against his growing bulge.
He reached his hand up and fondled my tit firmly. I took my shirt off to make it easier for him. He reached around and undid my bra to release my DDDs. His eyes widened with excitement as my bare breasts were revealed. He cupped one with a look of hunger and leaned in to wrap his mouth around my nipple. He was freshly shaved today (sometimes he sports a beard), so his face was smooth against my bare tit. His eyes closed and I could tell he was savouring it. He then moved to my other breast as if he was sensing it was lonely (it was) and repeated the same move. I put my hand around the back of his head and slowly ran my fingers through his dark, short hair, slightly pulling his head closer at the same time.
The wetness in my panties intensified from the usual perpetual wetness state I was in. I lightly moaned to show my pleasure at what he was doing.
I started grinding faster on his cock. It was so big and hard, like a rock.
He firmly grasped my ass cheek with one hand, and gave an approving "mmmm," when he noticed I just had a thong on underneath my skirt.
Grabbing the back of my hair with the other hand, he tilted my head back so he could start kissing up my neck. This was sending me over the edge: my pussy was gushing wetness, my clit was throbbing, I had goosebumps up my arms. He continued up my neck to my mouth and brought my head back in place so he could stick his tongue in my mouth. I reciprocated and we made out for a good five minutes while I continued to grind on his cock and he kept a firm hand on my ass cheek.
I loved kissing him. He was one of those people I could spend hours making out with, which wasn't typical for me. He could somehow get me to enjoy many things that I wouldn't with other people. Things I only do with/to him.
I took his shirt off and leaned into him so I could feel my bare chest against his. There is nothing quite like feeling a man's virile, naked body against my own.
Our making out intensified. My thong was soaked. My clit was aching to be touched by him. It was almost as if he read my mind; because at that moment, he reached the hand that was on my ass further around to touch my pussy from behind. My thong made it easy for him to get his hand right in.
He slid his fingers over my slit, teasing a little. I tried grinding down on them, but he was too quick and slipped his fingers away. He pulled away from kissing me and with a smirk said "nuh uh." Then went right back to sticking his tongue in my mouth before I could object. Ever so slowly, he put his hand back where it belonged and started teasing my clit again. His fingers were so close to it, but still not quite there. The aching of my clit was intense. I needed his touch there so bad that I thought my clit might explode. It took everything in me to control myself from grinding down on his fingers again. Finally, after what felt like forever, he slipped two of his fingers deep inside my pussy.
"You're so wet." He stated with an air of surprise.
