I entered the loft doing my best to juggle my duffle back and a dozen roses I was carrying. I looked around and didn't see you. I called out and you responded that you were up in the bedroom. I leave the bags on the floor and make my way up the spiral aluminum staircase to the second floor where the bedroom is. I see you lying on the king size bed, with black satin sheets. You were wearing a very sexy outfit, that resembled that of a dominatrix but with a few differences, it was sheer. Your breasts and sex were clearly visible to me; the thong string hid nothing of your rear. You also wore spike heels with straps that wound up to your knee.
I felt my erection growing rapidly, as I looked up and down your entire body. I found myself walking towards the bed. Then when I reach the bed I start moving across it on my knees towards you, the roses still in my hand. You lay back so that your entire body is supine. I'm stretched out next to you, and place the roses down. I then take one of the roses out of the bouquet and bring it to your lips where I run it across them. After they clear your lips I lean down and kiss you gently and lovingly.
"Roses... That's so sweet." you say lying back on the bed letting my hands roam over you for a minute before you sit up and push me onto my back on the bed. "But..." You clear the roses off the bed with a sweeping motion before throwing one leg over me to straddle my hips. "I'm just not in a sweet mood."
You take your time slowly stripping me, your touch lingering and teasing. When I reach for you however you move just out of reach.
I'm temporarily taken back by both your aggressiveness and your teasing, but only for a second. I decide that it's best for me to just lay back and enjoy the whole thing. My shirt was one of the first things that went. My body shuttered as I felt your mouth kissing my chest, then your tongue lightly flicking at my nipples, just before you bit one of them.
"Damn!" I yell out in surprise, but you can tell I'm enjoying it. I lower my hands to my sides and reach out in an attempt to feel your thighs.
You take my hands into yours, when you feel my fingers brush your thigh, and then lift my arms over my head. Leaning over me you let your nipples brush over mine and whisper into my ear, "Shhh. Just relax..." You lean down closer and rub your whole front over me. I can feel the sharp contrast between your skin and the cool material of the outfit your wearing.
You give my earlobe a quick nibble before sitting back up and proceeding to strip off the rest of my clothes. You toss each piece of clothing behind you as you remove it until the floor is cluttered with my clothing and I lay naked on the bed.
I smile, as I lay naked before you. I can feel my cock getting harder as I look you over, admiring your awesome breasts. Your nipples look as if they want to burst through the sheer material of your outfit. As I continue to explore your body with my eyes I see that my current condition has affected you as well as I see the wet spot forming on the material just above your sex. "You my dear make relaxing difficult. So am I just supposed to lay here and do nothing?"
"For now." You tell me trailing your fingers up my legs, following with an occasional kiss or lick. You move over me barely grazing my cock as you continue up my body.
"You should rest now, after your trip you must be tired." you continue to lick and kiss your way up my chest. Once you've settled your hips over mine you let your nail scratch down my front.
I growled. "Rest... I don't need no stinking rest." I say half laughing as I grind my hips a little, trying to get you worked up. "Seriously I'm fine. And all I need is you. So why don't you get a bit more comfortable and get undressed."
Laughing you shake your head. Without a word you lean over me again and bury you fingers in my hair pulling my head up and kissing me roughly. Pulling away you bite my lower lip and squeeze me again with your thighs. Your long hair surrounds both of our faces like a curtain of privacy. Instead of letting me go, you lick my lips and kiss a trail to my neck. You release my head long enough to push your hair back out of my face so that you can bite my neck.
Your hands begin to move over my shoulders and chest. You whisper into my ear, "If you want it off, you'll have to take it off yourself." But you make no move to get off of me.
I smile as I move my hands down to my side and then to your thighs. My hands start sliding up the front of your body up to your breasts. I rub my hands on your glorious mounds, watching them grow larger with my touch. Feeling their warmth through the sheer material that you are currently wearing. I sit up and take your face into my hands and kiss you deeply. Then I lick the side of your face, and work my way down your neck. As I do that my hands are sliding cross your shoulders and lowering the straps of the outfit so that I can begin to take it off of you.
I'm very hesitant as I lower the outfit down past your breasts and I immediately place my head in between them and first nuzzle in between them, before I start licking, sucking, and biting them.
Pulling my head away from you gently, you ask me, "Are you sure you want it off?" you press your now bare breasts against me leaning close to kiss and lick my neck. "I think it would be fun if we left it on... something different anyway."
Then you reach down and boldly stroke me. Rubbing the head of my cock against the now very moist material protecting your sex. Slipping it aside you glide it's head over your entrance, teasing us both in the process. "Hmmm? What do you think?" you ask again.
