Part 1
It was getting late as he pulled up outside her apartment building, he’d been horny all day, but now his arousal was building into something that he hadn’t felt in a long time. As he opened the car door and stood up, he could feel his blood-pressure rising. His cock had somehow broken through the fly on his boxer shorts and was pressing against the metal zip of his trousers. There was pain, pain from the zip and pain from his aching cock. God but he needed some release from this tension.
Crossing the road, he approached her apartment block and pressed the buzzer, he heard a ‘click’ and the door unlatched, he crossed the floor and approached the stairs, his nostrils flared, he would’ve sworn that he could smell his own pre-cum seeping from his pulsating cock. Presently he came to the door, her door, the threshold he’d been wanting to cross since they first spoke.
He knocked & paused, no answer, he knocked again, and tentatively spoke her name:
“Raihana”
A muffled voice replied:
“I’m in here, the doors open”
Opening the door, his eyes took a moment to adjust to the dim light, with the curtains drawn he could see the dust playing through a crack in the curtains through which the last of the evening light crept through.
His eyes settled on the bed, on her, on her body, the body he needed the body he must have, the woman he must take. He drank her in, her bra stifling and pressing her breasts so that they appeared as two constricted tides ready to flood out at his command. He looked at her, her dark skin glistened with the sweat of anticipation, his eyes looked down to her navel, then to her mound, he could see a fresh slick of wetness on those pants – had she been masturbating? Or was it just her desire for him that led to her leaking juices?
“I hope that you’ve been wearing those for a couple of days now.” He said.
She giggled: “Yes, they’re ready for you now”
He approached the bed, she tried to sit up to meet him, but he pushed her back down again feeling resistance at first until she acquiesced to his want.
He sat on this side of the bed and took of his shoes, his cock was throbbing now, he could feel his heartbeat against the fly of his trousers. He undid his belt, and begun to take down his trousers, her hand crept up to touch his back, and she felt him quiver against her gentle touch. He pulled down his trousers and felt some relief as his member came free from its bonds. His pants were wet a large spot of pre-cum had formed. He slid them off and held them in his hands, he could smell himself on them, and he wanted her to taste them.
Turning to her, he spoke: “I want to taste you, and I need you to smell and taste me.”
She nodded her agreement, he could see her breasts rising with her breathing that was irregular now, almost staccato.
He lent over her, and kissed her, feeling her lips moving against his and their tongues entwinned, he began to slowly straddle her body pressing himself into her, feeling her body against his and tasting her mouth. Biting her bottom lip, he began to pull away from her embrace, taking his pants he pressed them to her face.
“Smell me! Smell my need for you, smell my cock, my sweat, my piss!”
As she lay there, he pressed his pants into her hands, he could feel her breathing slow and begin to steady as she took in deep breaths of his musk.
Leaving her breathing him in he began to gently kiss her neck, she began to moan, and he pushed his pants into her mouth to help stifle the sounds that he knew must soon begin to come.
Part 2
He moved slowly down her body, kissing every inch of her; breathing through his nose as he went, tasting and smelling her fresh sweat. She moved her hand towards his hard, dripping cock, rubbing her thumb over the head and taking some of his moistness on to her thumb. She brought her thumb to her nose and with his pants still in her mouth she smelt his scent. Pushing her arm back towards him she wordlessly offered her thumb to his mouth. He took her offered thumb, sucking as she pushed it deeper into his mouth, as she tried to remove it he bit down with his teeth scraping and sucking all his taste from her finger, the salty, musky taste pumped more blood into his already hard cock. She could see his foreskin move further back as his wet head pushed itself out. She tried to sit up again, she wanted to taste him now. Raihana wanted to take it into her mouth, she wanted to feel it against her tongue, feel it push her mouth wide, feel it pulse inside her.
“Not yet” – he said, and pushed her down again, feeling her breast fill his hand as he pushed her back – “I need to taste you. I need to see you’ve been dirtying your pants like the naughty girl you are.”
He started kissing her body again, moving his head down towards her knickers. Kissing over the top of them he felt her squirm, he felt her shiver as his lips pressed the black lace against her clit. He could smell her now; he could almost taste her unwashed cunt. The strong, slightly uric scent made him shiver with pleasure. In his whole life he didn’t think he’d smelt anything so delightful, as this ripe rose.
Positioning his head between her legs, he began to take in long nasal breaths, letting her scent rush through him, he felt his breath with her scent entwined within it touch the back of his throat, falling deeper into his chest.
Raihana could feel, with some delight, the difference in temperature as his inhale drew cool air over her part whilst the stronger and warmer exhale tickled her groin, cooling the sweat that had begun to form. She could feel herself beginning to soak her panties with her warm and sticky juices, she wanted him to have more, she wanted him to know her scent. She spread her legs, allowing her pussy to open wider beneath her pants.
He stopped, he needed to taste her now – “stand up” – he commanded. She did as she was bidden, rising from her bed, Raihana could feel her body shaking with anticipation.
He moved round to the back of her, gripping her and pushing himself into her back. With one hand gripping her breast he moved his other down her body to the top of her pants. As he started to kiss her neck, he felt her begin to rub herself against him, he could feel his cock being pressed against his stomach as she writhed against him. He let her continue for a moment before stopping her. He needed her to be still. Slowly he pushed his hands under the waistband of her pants; he placed his index and middle finger either side of her clit and begun to rub his fingers up and down. She started to move against him again and he was tempted to let her continue, but he stopped her. Satisfaction would have to wait.
Bringing his hand back up from her panties, he placed a finger into her mouth allowing her to suck herself from his hand. He kept it in there as he moved around to her front, forcing his finger deeper into her mouth, not letting her reject her taste.
He knelt in front of her, holding eye contact with her he moved his head towards her pussy, finally breaking off from her dark eyes to behold what lay in front of him.
He pushed his hand up from under her, his thumb pushing against her cunt whilst the rest of his hand forced her panties up between her thighs and between her cheeks. He used his hand to rub her panties into her he wanted her to soak them with all her parts.
He removed his hand from between her thighs and pulled back the top of her pants to reveal her wettened pussy, the gusset was stuck to her cunt, he could see her panties had been stained, and whilst wet, white crust was eminently visible in her gusset. He pulled down further, pulling her panties away from her cunt, and watching as sticky strands of her wetness detached and broke as her panties parted from her pussy.
With her pants half-way down her thighs, he stuck his head between her legs, allowing the back of his head to run against her pussy. He could feel his hair getting damp as he began to lap at her knickers, using his tongue he could feel the hard-crusted remnants of yesterday’s juice, he could taste her musty, beautiful taste, he allowed himself to such on her gusset tasting her salt, tasting her arousal.
“You’ve been a dirty girl Raihana, you’ve given me a taste, now I’ll need more”
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