Dropping to my knees I let my hands continue their journey downwards. I could just make out the line of her panties and suspenders as I caressed and gently squeezed her magnificent buttocks. I paused briefly to enjoy the margin between the hem of her skirt and those beautiful legs. I just loved the way the pale, sheer nylon made her legs look and feel, and starting from the bottom, I spent some time gradually stroking her ankles, then the calves that were gorgeously defined by her stylish heels. Working my way further up I once again reached the hemline and slowly began lifting her skirt to reveal more sumptuous leg to my roving, stroking fingers and hungry eyes. As I pulled the skirt further up, helped on by her feet inching apart, I began to get a glimpse of the beguiling stretch the skin between the lacey tops of her stockings and virtually see-through black material of her panties stretched across that incredible arse. I love kissing that exposed patch of soft flesh and took my time, following the lines at its borders before slowly turning her around so I came face to face with the tantalising triangle of her neatly trimmed bush pointing downwards to the enticing shadow of her pussy just visible through her panties.
As I ran my tongue down one side I slowly pulled at the fabric exposing the fleshy, recently shaved, bulge that framed her pussy to my mouth and eliciting from her a series of short intakes of breath. She moved one foot onto the rung of her stool and leaned back onto the breakfast bar. A clear indication that she wanted me to have better access. I happily obliged, pulling her knickers fully aside to reveal her already swollen lips to my probing flickering tongue. As I moved it in slow circles from her clitoris down to her vagina those fantastic lips parted for me until I was pushing up into her, savouring the sweet, heady taste of her already flowing juices. She reached down and wrapped her hands round the back of my head, pulling me back to her clit and pushing into my mouth as I teased her with fast, flicking motions from my tongue.
As I slowly inserted my index finger into her hot, wet vagina a shiver ran through her body. Spurring me on to push further into her I curled my finger forward to tickle gently at her g-spot while my mouth pressed firmly around her clit as the point of my tongue flicked at the swollen love button. I could tell by the frequency and volume of her moans that she was not far from cumming and because I wanted to cum with her, my cock deep inside, I pulled back and stood to face her again. The kiss we exchanged had an urgent, feverish quality, her tongue pushing into my mouth to taste her own juices in me.
Our mouths locked together her nimble fingers quickly undid first my belt then the button and zip of my jeans allowing her to reach around and firmly fondle my slim, tight bum through the snugly fitting fabric of my underwear.
Kissing down my neck she ran her tongue in a line down my lightly haired chest between the open flaps of my white shirt, sinking slowly to her knees in front of me. Hooking her lithe fingers into my waistband one swift, well practiced movement pushed my jeans and underwear to the floor and off my feet. She ran her hands up my thighs until they found my hardening cock and held it up against my belly. Moving her mouth forward she began to lick and nibble up my length, starting at the root and gradually teasing her way upward. As her flickering tongue found my banjo string she wrapped a hand around the base and expertly pulled my foreskin back to reveal the bulbous, shiny head. Parting her soft, full lips she took the tip of my manhood in her mouth, all the time her tongue moving in slow circles around the sensitive ridge where it joined the shaft. Gently cupping my balls with her free hand she began slowly fucking me with her mouth. With each lingering stroke she took more of me into her mouth until she was taking my entire length, the end of my cock pushing down her throat. Each deep stroke caused a pulse of excitement to move through me causing me to harden a little more.
She released me and stood. "Bend me over" she ordered and I was more than ready to do whatever she asked. Moving to the large oak table she turned away from me. I moved up close and pulled her solidly to me, our bodies held tight together, my mouth nibbling at the taught neck flesh as she threw back her head. I gripped at her panties and pulled them down till she could step out of them, moving her feet apart as she did so. With my hand in the small of her back I pushed her down until her chest pressed against the table, her ass pushing out and exposing her swollen, glistening pussy, lifted to just the right height by her sexy heels. I began to run the head of my cock up and down those moist lips until it too was glinting with her love juice and satisfactorily lubed. Finding the entrance I pushed slowly into her pussy, initially with shallow, teasing strokes timed to coincide with her deepening pants of excitement. Gradually I deepened each thrust until I was pushing against that sexy, firm ass, her cries getting louder as my throbbing cock filled her deeper.
Wanting her to feel the whole of my engorged member pump into her pussy I lifted one bestockinged leg till she had one knee up on the table, giving not only a great view but access to her innermost crevices. I thrust fully into her in one swift movement. She squealed with pleasure and a little pain as the tip of my cock bumped up against her cervix. I slowly pulled out before plunging in again and again building a rhythm with her own pushing back against me. The tempo grew with our excitement until I began to feel the pulsing contractions of her pussy muscles that told me she was teetering on the brink of orgasm. This tipped me over the edge and gipping her hips I pushed deep into her as my cock began to throb with mighty pulses.
"Oh... my.... god... I'm.... cumming.... so.... hard!" she screamed as I shot load after load of hot cum into her, each surge causing her to quiver and yelp as orgasmic aftershocks rocked her body.
