They met at the park on a cloudy and beautiful day. The sun streaming through patches between the clouds.
He saw her standing next to a tree in the distance and recognized her, even when wearing a mask her eyes bright and sparkling like in her pictures.
In long strides, he closed the distance between them and she turned her head when she heard his steps. He looked at the burly, tall man and also recognized him. She could tell that he was smiling because of the way his mask was stretching across his face, and she smiled back at him.
They stood up facing each other for what looked like an eternity, with their hearts pounding inside their chests and struggling to get the first word out of their mouths. Finally, he opened his mouth and started to speak
— Hi! I am… — She interrupted him in a delightful manner, putting her hand on his chest — I know. I just know it. I’m glad you came. — She said.
— And I’m so happy to see you here too — He replied, getting a step closer and opening his arms. She wrapped hers around him and deposited her head against him, closing the embrace, getting tightly together for several moments.
She raised her head and looked him straight into his eyes — Shall we? — she asked. —Yes, absolutely! I feel like a schoolboy! — He replied.
Holding hands, they walked along a pathway for a few minutes until they reached a parking lot, and then he leads towards a car; his.
They approached the passenger’s side, he opened the door, and right before getting in, she removed her mask with one hand while reaching out for his with the other. She was even more beautiful in person than she appeared in her pictures. Her gleaming olive skin, and her dark, lustrous hair. Her eyes the color of dark honey. Her lips slightly parted and showing her pearly teeth.
Then, getting on the tip of her toes, she reached out and kissed him for the first time. He was shocked with joy, quite not knowing how to react at first, and then putting his hands on her shoulders and pulling her closer. Their mouths opening and the tongues touching. Her saliva tasting sweet and fresh. His heart skipping a beat, feeling that he was dying of happiness while wishing that moment to last forever.
She finally broke the kiss, slowly, smiling at him and turning to the car and getting in.
He closed the passenger’s door, and almost jumping went to the drivers’ side and got in. Nervously inserted the ignition key, turned on the engine, and got to the road, while at the same time stealing glances to her eyes, her smile.
She laid her left hand on his right tight, caressing it on its entire length.
After a short time, they arrived at his place. Before getting out of the car, he quickly stole another kiss from her and hurried to get out and open her door, helped her to get out, and together they walked the driveway towards the front door.
He opened the door, face her, and getting out of her way he made a signal with his arm towards the entrance, inviting her in. — Mi casa es tu casa, I think the people around here say — He said, grinning.
Returning the smile in a flirtatious way she walked into the house and waited for him to close the door.
They walked together into the living room, offering her a seat on the sofa and then seated next to her after she did so.
— Can I offer you something to drink? Anything? — He said — No, I’m not thirsty… of that… — She replied in a playful tone and getting closer to him.
She raised her body from the sofa and leaned towards him, getting on top, right hand on his chest, the left one reaching behind his head and pulling it towards hers. Her weight and movement forcing him to lay down on the sofa.
Her face directly in front of his, her eyes shining; the tip of her tongue showing and licking her lips, moistening them. Then she pressed her lips on his, thrusting her tongue inside his mouth, reaching his tongue and wrapping and releasing it with quick twists and thrusts. Then sucking on his lower lip, biting it gently, and pulling. Her breasts pushing against the fabric of her undergarments and blouse, brushing and pressing against his chest, which was weaving up and down in long, deep breaths.
Her left leg between his, and the right one above his hip. His hands fondling her, feeling her back, from her shoulders, her sides, stopping on her hips and, finally, grabbing her ass… Sweet, firm ass like he had never felt before.
He raised his head and started kissing her cheeks, her chin; going to the pit of the neck, licking her collarbone. Returning to her neck and slowly sucking her skin.
The smell of her perfume inundating his nostrils, driving hard his lust for her.
She began rubbing her crotch against his leg, and she could feel the hardness growing within his pants. She slides her hand to his crotch and with her palm started to rub the throbbing bulge. She notices the slight moans coming from his mouth and starts grabbing, changing pressure, and making him moan to the rhythm of the symphony she was writing.
He unbuttoned her blouse, opened and exposed her brassier. Thrusting his face into her cleavage, he kissed and licked in between her breasts, noticing how she arched her back, up and down. His right hand pulled the brassier cups down releasing her breasts, now hanging freely above his face, his mouth opening desperately, taking the nipples with his lips, sucking them, biting.
With some fumbling, she unfastened his belt, his pants, and reached under his briefs to grab his cock. It felt warm to the touch, pulsating, still growing. He closed his eyes and pulled back his head, sighing.
He then rolled her skirt around her waist, using his left hand to pull her panties to one side and with the right start sliding his middle finger along the length of her vulva, feeling her juices flowing and lubricating his finger. Feeling his way, he found her clitoris and started to circle it rhythmically with his finger, gliding easily around it with the help of her own lubrication.
She was biting her lower lip in order to suppress the moans trying to exit her throat.
—Let’s go to the bedroom — He suggested. — We’ll be more comfortable.
She nodded and got to her feet, then he took her by the hand and guided her to the bedroom, to a Queen-sized bed. He took her next to the bed, and delicately they helped each other get undressed, the clothes gathered in heaps around their feet.
Slowly, he helped her to lay down on the bed, her legs hanging out. Kissing her deeply, then started to go down… First her neck, her collarbone, all the while fondling her breast, then kissing them.
His mouth on her nipples, sucking them. Their dark skin in contrast with his paleness, and the deep red of his tongue.
Going down, licking her navel, slowly setting her legs apart, and accommodating his body between them.
Kissing her mound, until, finally, he had her vulva in front of him… Glistening with the moisture of her juices, flowing and dripping from between her legs onto the sheets underneath.
He approached it with his nose first, sniffing and filling his senses with her intimate smell, his mouth watering in anticipation.
Opening his mouth, pulling out his tongue, making contact with his labia. She started to shudder, her legs trembling. A deep breath a coda to that moment.
Pushing with his tongue, her vulva slowly opened, offering him a most welcoming sight. Thrusting deeper, his tongue started to fill with her juices, which he gulped greedily.
Sliding his tongue all the length of her labia, he felt her raising and lowering her hips, always accompanying his velocity.
Her clitoris, pulsating in front of his eyes, pulling out of the hood, and the inner labia on the sides looking like a mantle, offering nooks on which to play, and taste her. He took it between his lips, pressing with them, and lick it like if it were a lollipop, with a taste unlike one, but sweeter for him.
She suddenly came in violent spasms, her face contorted by the pleasure that was rising from her genitals to her head, expanding through all her limbs like a wave. A loud moan rising from her throat, unable to keep it inside. Her legs tightened around his head, pulling him deeper towards her vulva, Refusing to let go of the source of her ecstasy.
Him sucking and licking violently her vulva and clitoris. Feeling his cock get harder with her reaction. His balls hanging and waving in the air, while his whole body was rocked by her.
Finally, she, with heavy breath, started to loosen her limbs, releasing him from her grip.
He climbed onto the bed, next to her and kissed her. She returned his kisses avidly, licking his face and tasting herself, from her intimate juices that had drenched his face. She turned her sight to his member, smiling after seeing his erection.
—I want you inside me… Now! — She said while getting on top of him, mounting like a valkyrie a war steed.
Her hand reached to his groin, grabbing his penis and rubbing her pussy with the tip, making sure to shower it with her lubrication. Then, she put the head against the entrance of her vagina and started to get down on it, feeling how it was pushing apart her labia, slowly getting inside her.
He was ecstatic with the sensation. The feeling of her warm and wet pussy wrapping around his cock, feeling how she squeezed it with her pelvic muscles until it was completely inside.
She began a rhythmic up and down movement, extracting moans from both of them. She kissing his face, his mouth; scratching his chest with her fingers, squeezing his nipples. Him getting hold of her tights, her breasts hanging on top of him.
He was feeling his balls slightly retracting, the electric sensation from the tip of his penis running through the length of his shaft and causing a tingling sensation on his anus. He knew he was close to coming.
—I’m cumming… — He whispered. —Do it. I want you to cum inside me… —She replied in short and hurried breaths.
She accelerated her pace, arching her back and rubbing her pelvis against his with each thrust. He felt that sensation of his penis getting bigger, on the verge of exploding.
His body became rigid instantaneously, a scream slowly growing and coming from his mouth, shattering his vocal cords. His cock pulsating in bursts of sperm filling her insides. She convulsing again, shaking from head to toes, trying to rub her clitoris against his groins. Her juices flowing freely and soaking the sheets underneath them. Her vagina pulsing and squeezing every single drop out of him. She screamed too, accompanying him in a cacophony of desperate release.
They both relaxed, taking deep breaths. Him still inside her. She laying on top of him. Both slowly drifting into a delicious slumber of satisfaction.
SV May 2021