Hello. This is my first submission to Literotica - I hope you like it ... comments are most welcome! Thank you x
You're sitting at the table, and I come in behind you dressed simply in a black dress, with stockings, a suspender belt, bra and black heels. I lean down beside you and whisper in your ear - "Sorry I'm late - I couldn't help myself ...". I trace my fingers down your neck and round to your mouth. They are wet and you can taste a familiar flavour as I kiss your cheek and then take a seat next to you.
You groan as I sit down, my dress rising and showing you the tops of the stockings, and the straps leading up my thigh. My hand on your knee, I look you straight in the eye and move my chair a little closer. You shift in too, and then raise your hand, curling your fingers around the back of my neck, never looking away from my eyes. You pull me in swiftly and kiss me hard, while still holding me firmly to you. Your other hand reaches across the table and pulls my dress down at the front, releasing my nipple from the silk bra it's hidden in. You pinch it, and I moan into your mouth.
You pull away, look me in the eye and pinch it again, harder -"You should have waited ...", you breathe deeply into my ear.
You stand up with your hand still wrapped around my neck, looking me straight in the eye. You ask me if I'm hungry, and your spare hand goes to your zip, pulling it down you start pulling my head in towards your crotch. Your cock pops out and I raise my hand and lightly trace my finger up the underside of your shaft.
The grip on my neck tightens and I feel your cock pulse as I use my thumb to rub the drop of moisture coming from the top of your cock around the head. Still looking you in the eye, you pull me in closer again and my mouth opens as if I'm automatically trained. Your hard cock fills my mouth and as you thrust in, my tongue curls up to run along the base as you hit the back of my throat. Your other hand pushes your trousers down and then comes up to meet the other at my face. Your holding my head steady whilst I bob back and forth, taking you down my throat, each time taking you further and further. Without warning, you thrust in deeply, and hold my head in place ...
You can feel me gagging, not expecting it, and struggling to breathe. I look up, and you can see the panic in my eyes lessening as I start breathing through my nose, and getting used to having a mouthful of you. Your grip loosens and I pull back off you, using my hand to continue wanking you as I swallow down, trying to catch my breath.
