Buzz me in. Part 1.

I ring the door bell and the light at the camera panel activates. I ask to see you and you say,

“Come right up. 10-04, second room to right.”

I’m nervous as it’s the second time we’ve met in person. The first was yesterday and we met at a café not far from here and she was dressed plainly in a comfy tracksuit tee and cap. Even I know it doesn’t really show, it’s obvious to any man with enough sense and equal parts legitimate functioning eyesight to look that she keeps fit and walks with a quiet sense of confidence. And plus it’s a local place and she probably has a customer relationship here that she wants unchanged.

I enter the foyer, get in the elevator and tap the 10th level with my knuckle. I check my appearance but feel silly doing so – I don’t think she’d really care. The floor pings and I get out of the elevator.

10-04. I knock twice, put my hand on the door, turn and enter. As I set my bag down, I take off my shoes. I notice it’s a modest apartment for a woman who has worked hard, has it smartly furnished clean and tidy but like a student unwrapping the cocoon of her university years, her tastes and circumstances reflecting such. It smells nice and I can see the source – a small bunch of candles slowly wafting a lavender floral scent. I look out from the front door to see the balcony and notice the reaching rays of the setting sun. She chose nicely here.

Second door on the right, I knock twice again and step inside and I see her. Placed front and centre is the bed on which she is situated. I can see she is wearing nothing but her sext lingerie and matching hose but better she is in the sexy position – head down, face to the left, arms straight and by her knees with her toned panty covered ass up and facing the door. Resting on her calves is a black strip of cloth. I notice she is panting slightly and I walk to her side and say, “Hi.”

“Um, hi.” She’s got her eyes closed and is nervous. I wonder if she can sense my heart too.

“Shall we begin?” I say.

“Mmm.” She says sweet and nods ever so slightly.

Then and there, we talk about what we can and can’t do for today. She tells me she’s open to being tied at the wrists, to giving and receiving oral and for me to fuck her with a condom on. She wants me to cum on her body. It seem weird, given how she’s positioned and dressed but I wanted to make sure that she gets what she wants and needs. And so I begin.

I take my hand and brush her hair. I can smell her shampoo and feel her smooth skin and as I repeat smoothing her beautiful hair I see that she’s starting to relax. Now I bring my hand and brush it down her spine, letting the light pressure of my palm and finger tips anticipate where it’s going. I see her relax more and as I reach her buttock, I rest there and squeeze. It’s so fucking sexy to have a beautiful woman take care of her health as she does. That toned muscle fashioned and built from her hard work and dual purpose dedication to managing her mental stress from college and promoting physical health… and now she’s mine for both of us to enjoy.

I hear pant and I see her hand twitch slightly underneath the black scarf. I pick it up. Satin.

“Let’s use this.”

I take the end of the strip and tease her with it. Running it over her feet, then calves, hand, buttocks, lower back, mid back and shoulder … I then position myself behind her, pull her up into a kneeling sit position and move her arms to her side.

“Don’t move and keep your eyes closed.” I tell her. She complies and nods her head once and I put the scarf to hang on the front of her neck and the ends over her back. I touch her now… running my hands down from her deltoids to her hands slowly, up again and down… I grasp her hands, bring them above her head together and let them fall on me, holding. Exploring. And as she moves gently grasping my head from behind, I move my hands and grasp gently in front. Starting from her front sides of the neck, both my hands trail symmetrically to touch her collar bones, her sternum with the beating essence of her heart and I follow the gentle contours of her beautiful shapely breasts. I can’t wait to taste them.

Trailing now to the ribs beneath her breasts, I find her slightly heaving mid section and make small circles till I arrive at the top of her panties. I can imagine only her feminine heat her and I’m not disappointed when from the outside I use one hand to cup her mound on the front from behind. I hang my head on her left shoulder and I see her mouth open slightly.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Yes,” she replies back.

She lets me tease and warm her more as I alternate dipping inside her panties and rubbing her from the outside. And while I want to continue this more, I notice she’s starting to gyrate slightly, rocking side to side while she holds me with her hands and the scarf ends ever so slightly tickle her and I. I b bring her arms back down to her side, tie the scarf across her eyes firmly but gently and nudge her back to the sexy position. She moans and I look at how she is now – her sexy ass close to my groin, knees together and her cute stocking feet inches from my hard cock and her back and neck stretched out before me.

I now decide that she needs to be warmed up more and I trail my hands and lips up her legs after I back away a step. I know she’s still wearing those sexy panties and I peel them off slowly to hopefully being able to get her pussy so sopping wet that when it reveals itself, a string of her wetness attached to the material. It doesn’t happen but I can see and smell how turned on she is by the look of her puffy lips that resemble the macarons she had yesterday (peach and raspberry). I deliberately breath and inhale loudly on her offering to make her hear how much I like it and I let her panties fall to her calves.

“I like how wet and turned on you are for me. Let’s see how you go when I run my finger along your wet slit.”

I see her beautiful face and hear as she open her lips to moan slightly, blinded by the fact that she cannot see but can only now feel more as I run one finger tip lightly. Yes. Warmer. Wetter. And more gently and I conspire to tease more of her wetness out of her. I want to finger her wet hole but I restrain myself to find her clit. I use two finger tips now to dip it in her pooling wetness.

“Let’s find your clit and bring her out. We can’t be rude after all.” I move an inch and circle her bud, not needing to part her clitoral hood but definitely needing to pay my respect here. And as I touch her clit from the sides with both fingers, I’m rewarded by more moaning and appreciation from her.

“Yes-no! Please keep touching. Please!” she begs softly. Good. I smile and begin to dip my finger inside her.

“Let’s see how you feel when I finger your wet pussy. Do you want me to finger your fucking wet pussy?” She moans her consent and pushes back on my middle finger while I hold her lower back with the other hand. Now I’m treated to a show that I’m guessing a lot of hot blooded young horny boys on campus can only dream and masturbate to as she rocks her sexy body, fingering herself to my lone finger. She’s really wet now and I love it.

“We can’t keep that finger lonely. Let’s introduce another.” She groans louder and bucks back onto my hand again. I can feel her wetness starting to accumulate on my middle and ring finger and now I want something more. I take my fingers out, she moans in complaint and I slap her ass, surprising her by the unexpected gesture and pain. Her butt begins to pink in the form of my hand print and bring her face off the bed to the doggy position.

“Stay.” I tell her sharply. She nods, hungrily. Eager.

I go back behind , kiss her mound but avoid her lips and remove the panties that are bunched on her calves. I pull her back to the edge of the bed and part her knees and move my face closer to her heat.

“Do you want me to eat your pussy?” She’s silent and replies back by trying to push her pussy to my lips.

“Uh-uh. Do you want me to eat your pussy?” She nods, unexpectedly shy simmering with tension.

With no reply, I resort to tease the answer from her by kissing and sucking her pussy but from the sides. I feel the heat on my face and her motions of trying to align her clit and hole to my lips and tongue but I avoid it. I can’t reward bad behaviour afterall. I noisily make her beg and I hear her frustrated moans as I come close but inch away oh so far away from her increasing pleasure. I gently slap her ass again.

“Nuh-uh! You have to tell. Do you want me to eat you? Show me how much you want me to eat your pussy. Take your hand and spread yourself to me so I can see.”

She now places her face and chest on the bed, puts both hands on her ass cheeks and pulls gently apart. I’m smiling and very happy that she’s doing as she’s told and her wet sopping pussy, wet from my mouth and her juices combined, along with her clit peeking out from her folds.

“Please. Eat my pussy!” She moans with lust.

“Good girl. Let’s eat your pussy.” I tell her to our satisfaction.

In one slow single motion, I run my nose, lips and tongue from the edge of her joining hamstring to the mound of her pussy, clit, opening and to her taint. I’m rewarded by her load sighing as I begin to fight that fire infront of my face. I eat her gently, and quickly and roughly and she pushes back onto my face to encourage me as she comes all over my mouth and nose. It excites me but the position begins to ache my neck and I change to use my two fingers.

As I plunge all the way in with these two fingers, I feel her squeeze me tightly and moan a deep moan as I search for her goody spots. I make the come hither motion to stroke her G spot and decide to spit my saliva into her hot mix to make it more smooth for her. I find my rhythm and whisper into her ear as she rides my hand,

“You’re so fucking wet as I play with her pussy. Do you feel like fingers stroke you as you feel good? Doesn’t it feel so fucking good to be fingered like this as you fucking want more?”

“Yes!”

“You’re such a hot slut, cuming already from begging to have your wet pussy eaten … fucking my fingers and wanting to cum again. Do you want to fucking cum again, wet slut?”

“Yes … please keep fucking my puss-y!” She whispers.

“What a good girl you are, hot slut. I can’t wait to see you fucking cum on my fingers. Only good girls can cum. Are you a good girl? Does the hot slut want to come? Speak up!”

“Yes! I’m a good girl and a hot slut! And only good girls and hot sluts can come!” And with that she comes and squeezes my fingers with her vaginal muscles, along with a tiny bit more of her juices.

I can’t wait to fuck her but I know I could tease the shit out of her by drawing it out. So I move up, kiss her actual lips on her face and provide my commentary, whispering in her ear.

“Look at your pussy. You’re so puffy and wet and pink. I love how you smell. And you’re such a good and patient girl.” I inhale sharply and noisily to let her hear how much I appreciate her level of arousal. I’m hoping she can feel my breath on her lips as I speak.

“Now I want some more,” I growl, dripping with lust, “Get ready.”

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