So, finally you come over for dinner... and desert. I cook up a nice meal, serve it with a nice bottle of wine and have candles lit around the room. The light is soft, the fire adds to the warm, gentle light. We sit and eat, the tension is thick, we can both feel every nerve in our bodies screaming for touch. The wine adds to the feeling and you are giving me a look that makes me tremble with anticipation. After only a few bites, dinner is but a memory. I take your hand and lead you back to my bedroom.
I stand behind you, kissing your neck, running my fingers through your hair. You push back against me and feel how hard my cock is, aching to be released. I unbutton your blouse, letting it drop to the floor, I do the same to your skirt. I can feel the heat coming off your body. I grab your hair and bend you over the bed, dropping to my knees.
You can feel my breath on your thighs and on your ass as I inhale your sweet scent. I slowly lick your thighs and you step apart to give me better access to my target. I pull your panties aside and lick up and down the sides of your pussy, you are so wet now, as I tease you so softly. Then I stick my tongue inside you, finally tasting you. You moan and arch your back, giving me more to taste.
I stick my finger inside of you and softly probe your warm inner depths, while my tongue finds it's way around your ass. I pull my finger out and lick it clean, then reach around to rub your little clit, while I give your pussy full attention with my tongue. You reach down, spreading your pussy so I can lick you more deeply, swaying as I probe you, as I fuck you with my tongue.