I had been given one bit of advice, passed as a note with the dessert plate. "Don't fuck it up man – she's way fucking hotter and cooler than anyone you've ever been with." It was signed by the whole staff. Mirabelle saw the note, grabbed it read it, and said "they've got that right." She took my hand, guided it under the table and right to her crotch. Steaming hot and damp would be an understatement. "Get me out of here and take me home right now or I'll never speak to you again!" She winked, grinned, and pressed my hand harder into her crotch.
We tumbled through my front door. My foot was throbbing. We were full from truly inspired not-on-the-menu creations. I had treated the wine cellar gently but not too gently and we had made out like an entire party of sex-starved ecstasy-munching porn stars at every possible stop on the way home. Everything was groped, pinched, caressed and fondled to the point that Mirabelle said "you're getting sucked and you're going to explode in my mouth because the last thing that's going to happen is you sticking that big dick in me, pumping twice and cuming. I'm going to empty you out first and THEN you're going to fuck the daylights out of me! Right?" "Right" I responded immediately. Never argue with a lady!
We went straight to my bedroom – no house tour - and as I proceeded to light the candles that are all over the room and plugged in the mp3 player, Mirabelle stretched out on her side with one leg raised and bent at the knee, on the bed watching me. "I want to see you – slowly" she said. I looked over and marveled at her beauty and her size. Never before had a large woman turned me on so much. I knew I would cum quickly with the slightest stimulation at all but now she was driving me crazy. As I looked at her she smiled and not taking her eyes off of mine, moved her hand down to her pants clasp, undid the button at the top of her shorts, slowly slid the zipper down and then her hand disappeared down inside her panties. It was easy to tell when she found what she was looking for – she looked at me with half-closed eyes and just said "mmmmmmmm" as she arched her back. The effect was brutal on me. Her huge breasts, still covered, thrust out further and her big ass thrust back with a lustful mind of its own.
"Aaron – you, you need to start taking those clothes off for me" she groaned.
"Keep playing with yourself baby – that is so fucking hot watching you" I replied.
"I can tell you like it when I stroke my pussy – look at your pants babe" she said.
I looked down and not only was my erection huge but a big wet spot had formed where my head met my slacks. "Oooh I want to taste that honey right now – come here!" she demanded.
I moved over to the bed and Mirabelle simply engulfed my cock head sucking at the spot on my slacks making me jump from the contact. And then she came for the first time that night. Her hand was still busy working her pussy inside her pants when she cried out and stiffened up. A huge wet spot spread out at the crotch of her shorts as if she had peed and then she did something that turned me on even more if that was possible. She brought her hand up to her mouth and started licking her fingers.
"Oh god... save some of that for me baby" I hoarsely groaned.
"Oh don't worry baby – there's plenty where that came from" she grinned. "I hope you like it wet baby because that's what you're going to get with me..."
