A party at Beth’s best friend’s house.
People drinking wine, hobnobbing and posturing while the music plays.
Beth in a white t-shirt, black skirt, black leggings, with long locks falling across her face like champagne drapery.
Coy, careful, and casting covetous glances in my direction.
Nursing a glass of wine and arousal while engaging in the party talk, but she breaks away when I walk into the spare bedroom and she follows me in within seconds.
We look at each other while the door is open.
She’s closer to it, but seems to be waiting for me to close it.
Waiting for me.
For me.
Me.
The seconds hang like hours as we eye each other, wondering.
She wondering if I really want her.
I wondering if she really wants me, *and* wondering if I have authorization to make the first move.
After an interminable silence, she says, “Hi.”
I return the greeting.
“I really like the way the bedspread matches the curtains and carpeting,” she says as I decide to move over to the door.
“Yeah, Lindy (the hostess of this party) really has an eye for home decor,” I reply, closing the door. “She should consider working at Pottery Barn.”
I close the door.
She looks at me.
Straight at me.
Her eyes locked with mine.
We embrace.
Tight.
Pulling each other into each other.
Her groin is warm.
Mine is thickening.
I pick her up in a hug she wraps her legs around me and I press into her.
She moans.
I grunt.
I hold her tight and then wheedle her around to the bed and set her down.
I raise her skirt and start kissing her thighs above the leggings.
I feel the heat from her sex emanating through her white string bikini panties with a small blue waistband.
I give her small love bites closer and closer to her sex and then glide my face to her underthings and bury my face there.
I bite her pussy.
Her clit.
Through the panties.
The.
panties.
What’s underneath?
I can smell what’s underneath.
The panties.
The white string bikini panties with the blue waistband.
I blow on her pussy through the panties.
Through the panties.
The soaking wet panties.
She squirms and moans and then sits up to remove her shirt and unhook her bra.
Her lacey nude colored bra.
That does not match her panties.
The panties I grab a mouthful of and slowly pull them off of her.
Slowly down her legs and she lifts her legs to assist.
And then they are off.
Her panties are off!
I drop them on the floor.
I move my face between her legs as she wraps them around my neck and pulls me in.
I settle my face in her pretty little pussy and blow on it.
And lick it.
Up and down the length of it.
Tonguing the clit like a snake striking at it’s prey as my hands venture upwards to her breasts to tweak and twist her nipples as I keep licking and sucking on Beth’s clit, running it between my two front teeth and to tease her, I back off and stick my tongue into her pussy.
Beth thrusts her pelvis into my face as I continue licking and sucking and finally she bucks.
And groans.
And bucks and groans.
And groans and bucks.
Holding her breath, then groaning louder still.
Louder and louder.
I bite into her clit again and she cries out loudly and then her body convulses and thrusts with decreasing intensity unto she is lying on the bed in a massive pool of sweat.
I move up now, slowly rubbing my body against hers and I stop and lick and bite her nipples again, continuing to her shoulder blade and neck which I begin kissing again and then I embrace Beth.
She gets up and pulls on my shirt and I get up momentarily while she pulls it off and begins running her fingers across my chest, biting my nipples and coming up to meet me face to face and our lips lock for the first time and our tongues fight to see how far they can get down the other’s throat and occasionally withdraw to spar outside our mouths, and then we embrace tightly, rubbing each other’s backs and I bite on Beth’s left earlobe and she grabs my ass and then leads her hands around front where she backs up a step and unbuckles my belt and pulls it off and then, one by one, undoes the buttons on my 501’s, reaching down with both hands to scoop out my swollen member and I stand up to kick off my jeans.
My cock bounces slowly with my pulse and Beth quietly and softly caresses it and then my testes and guides me back down to the bed where I lay down and she kisses and licks the pre ejaculate oozing purple dome and then pulls the foreskin all the way back and takes me slowly into her mouth, sucking on the head as it disappears into her mouth and running her tongue around the upper shaft which makes me flinch and then she pulls her head back and runs her tongue along the entire length of the shaft and then strokes me a few times before she gets up to climb onto me.
She holds my penis while she positions herself over me and runs the helmet along her labia and then teases her clitoris a few times before guiding me in.
She bounces up, down, and around and veers back back while I thrust upwards and she gasps and says, “I can’t move.”
But she gets back up and leans forward holding onto the frame of the canopy and looks deep into my eyes while I play with her tits and thrust hard into her.
She comes down towards my face and we kiss while I slowly move around inside her and grab her hips and begin motioning her up and down slowly and steadily and Beth closes her eyes and takes a deep breath as I fuck her, slower and slower now so that my phallus is a hard mass of heat.
It is slow and luxurious.
Beth’s eyes are still closed and she sits up straight and moves back and forth and my jostles are timed perfectly to her epicurean swaying, as if we are slow dancing to the same song in our imaginations.
Outside, we hear the crickets in the still night air and I feel peaceful and calm and I open my eyes and look up at Beth to see her back arched and breasts thrust forward and head thrown back and she looks like Bernini’s St. Theresa.
I ran my hands up her back and across to her breasts I lightly bat them back and forth with the back of my hands and she groans and wants to get off, so she dismounts and curls up next to me and we lie there cuddling together in the muggy night listen to a guy just outside the bedroom door talking about his new phone.