I’ve been painting in my new apartment for the past 30 minutes, all of a sudden my phone goes off. It’s a text message from the guy I met last week, it reads “just finished work are you free?”
I think for a moment and reply back “yes, just so you know I am in the middle of painting and my apartment is a mess and only has a bed set up.”
He replies back “that’s fine by me, I’m coming over to see you, not the apartment. Plus I love a woman who’s good with her hands.” I give him the address and he sends back a smiling devil emoji. In my head I can picture the exact face he’s making. It is the same face he was looking at me with during our first encounter.
Moments go by and the doorbell rings, I let him in. I greet him with a kiss making sure not to touch him with my dirty hands. As I turn around to show him the new place I can feel his eyes all over me. I bite my bottom lip thinking of his hands grabbing my body.
We end the tour in the kitchen and his eyes have not left my body since he walked in. We exchange small talk for a few minutes while I put away my painting tools. I look up at him and tell him that I need to shower and clean up.
I grab a towel and head to the bathroom. With the apartment being brand new I have no door to the bathroom or shower curtains set up yet. I turn the shower head on and disrobe. I step into the bathtub and begin to wash my skin from head to toe. As I lather myself up I have a sixth sense of being watched. I turn my head over my shoulder and there he is standing in the doorway staring right at me, like a lion stalking its prey. We lock eyes the entire time.
The way he looked at me felt like I was in that shower for hours as he didn’t blink once as if he didn’t want to miss a second of the unintentional show I was putting on. The only movement he made while I showered and toweled off was biting his bottom lip as his eyes scanned me from head to toe. I can tell in his eyes he was savouring every second and every inch of my body. His look had me feeling nervous at first, but I ended up feeling desired and as if I was the only thing that mattered on this planet.
As I made my way out the bathroom he stood there eyeing me as I squeezed past him. Although no words were exchanged we were clearly talking the same language. He followed me to the kitchen as I opened the cupboard to get a glass.
Just as my hands grab the glass I feel his hands grab my waist and his lips kissing the back of my neck. I can feel the hairs on my body stand up as his lips slide across from one side to the next. Still with my towel wrapped around my entire body he turns me around with authority and sits me up onto the kitchen counter.
He places a deep kiss on my lips and makes his way down to in between my thighs, the entire time staring at me in the eyes never losing that gaze. The gaze at this point now excites me even more. I am now propped up on my still dusty kitchen counter, with a wet towel under my hips, and a determined man with his face in between my thighs eating my pussy.
It’s been 20 minutes, 2 orgasms later and he is still eating me out. I think to myself Fuck he is eating me out like a man fresh out of prison and I was his first real meal. He then grabs the bottom of my hips and tilts me further back. As he looks up he tells me to watch my head as I slide underneath the bottom of the cupboard. With the back of my knees in each of his hands, and me laying back on my elbows. His tongue makes it past the bottom of my dripping wet and engorged pussy, and slides right into my asshole. He didn’t hesitate to stick his tongue deep inside. As he tongues my asshole I find myself self holding my breath as the sensation becomes too much to handle.
Just when I thought the sensation couldn’t be any higher than this, he removes one of his hands and begins to rub my clit with his thumb. At this point I am losing the ability to hold myself up as my body begins to shake with every passing stroke of thumb. My breathing gets short and choppy as I tense my body and hold my breath at each stroke. I can tell he noticed I was losing control of my body. He pulls my body closer to the edge so I can rest my head on the counter. Just as if he was a mind reader he starts picking up the pace. Within minutes my entire body tenses up then seconds later releases what could only be described as a wave crashing down. I push his head away as I regain composure, when I lift my head he is right there looking at me as he licks his lips like a lion who has just finished feasting.
As I slide off the counter and try to stand, I can feel my legs wobbling and not wanting to cooperate. I look back at him and there he is flashing that devilish smile again. He comes in and picks me up and leads me back to my bed. As he carries me to the bed and lays me down I think to myself How did I go from having a normal morning of breakfast, and going to work? To now being in bed with what I can only describe as a Sex God. It’s as if everything he did turned me on more and more.
Now with my back on the bed, I watch as he undresses himself. The last article of clothing to come off of him are his briefs. He pauses and notices me watching him with anticipation. It’s as if he read my mind, he begins to slowly and sensually take off his briefs. The build up is making my pussy ache and mouth salivate as I lean in closer wanting to wrap my lips around his cock. With one hand covering his penis he manages to take off his briefs and grab a condom out of his pocket. He removes his hand and his rock hard cock bounces up.
I start crawling towards him, just as I get to the tip of his penis. His hand grabs my throat, he leans in to kiss me, and pushes me back onto the bed. He places the condom on his erect shaft, grabs lube from his other pocket and places it over the condom. He climbs onto the bed with his knees on either side of my body. He leans in to kiss me, as he does I can feel his cock pressing against the entrance of my vagina. I begin to move my hips closer to feel him inside of me. He catches on to my advances, props himself up and flips me onto my right side. He takes my left leg and brings my knee in towards my chest. Still kneeling above me he gently slides his penis into me. Upon entrance I let out a soft gasp followed by a deep moan. With each thrust he slowly increases speed. My pussy grips on tighter as I am loving the feeling of his cock rubbing against my walls.
Minutes go by in this position, things went from gentle to him fucking me like an animal in heat. I turn my head and look back at him, he has sweat dripping down his face and is looking right back at me. With a stare that screams out I was his and only his for the night. He was the wild lion and I was unsuspecting antelope.
Moments later I can feel my body relaxing to what can only be explained as if an antelope gave up a fight and let the lion do as he wished. I have to say I was very much turned on seeing him doing as he wished with my body. Like my sole purpose in this moment was his pleasure and to be his vessel to release. I did feel a sense of comfort in giving him all that power over me.
His thrusts grew stronger to the point I was sliding up the bed. As I neared the headboard he grabbed a pillow to place above my head. Protecting me from hitting my head. I laid their utterly relaxed as our bodies moved in harmony. Every move and touch he made my body had a positive reaction. At this point I knew an orgasm was eminent. My body tensed up as tension built as if water was pressuring down on a dam. As the pressure builds I start to breathe faster. In an instant, my breathing stops, time freezes, and then a huge pressure is released as my body goes limp. The intense feeling can only be compared to the the levees breaking, a rush of pleasure floods over my body. The orgasm I experienced felt like it lasted forever.
As things calmed back down he slowly slides himself out of me. He lays onto the bed next to me, I place my head on his chest and arm across his body. He leans in to kiss my cheek and whispers in my ear “Thank you.”
The End. ????
