The wind carried through the air like a lone note in a crowded concert hall. The streets were sparse however the shops were filling up as people chose to escape the increasingly chilling autumn weather.
I checked my phone, looking for any excuse to look busy as I waited for your appearance. Scroll. Scroll. Scroll. Ding.
I looked up to see the chiming of a bell as you passed through the door where you stood wearing a modest skirt and a large knitted sweater. The autumn winds swept through the doorway, dancing through your hair. My heart began to echo like a drum in anticipation.
As you walked, I was fixated on your legs and their rhythm that could be matched by only an angel. As you pulled up a chair towards me, I felt my chest tighten and my crossed my legs to avoid an increasingly noticeable but still subtle throbbing situation. You sighed as you began to peruse the menu.
“I can’t seem to find anything on the menu that strikes me as appealing right now.”
Your voice was soft as velvet on my ears as I tried my hardest to muster up something intelligent to say.
“We’ll, there’s no pressure of course. If you’d like we can go for a walk instead”.
“I’d like that”
We exit the shop, and the wind still hums through the air with a gentle continuity. I continue to glance over at your unshielded legs, no doubt feeling somewhat exposed to the wind.
As we pace throughout the town, chatting about all sorts of topics, I notice your arms tucked into yourself and inching closer to me.
“Cold?”
“Yeah can we maybe head inside?”
My chest swells as a combination of thoughts begin to cloud my mind. We continue our, now somewhat speedier pace before reaching a quiet small building. It has several floors but looks like it can hold no more than a few small rooms per floor. It’s a cute cozy hotel with a rustic, almost fantastical architecture.
As we march through the hall way of the highest floor, vacant signs are marked on every door. We must be the only ones here. I tremble when I turn the key, trying to maintain my composure as the lock tumbles and the door creaks open.
You begin to stretch, lifting your arms high into the air. The warm air feels good against your body. I remove my coat and place it on the hanger, glancing at your body outstretched. Thoughts of feeling your skin against mine race through my mind as I scan your body while you stretch.
You sit on the corner of the bed, running your fingers through your hair.
“Well? What now. I dont think this place has television”
I walk towards you, your legs slightly spread, I try my damndest to see your underwear but to no avail. I let out a modest breath and sit down beside you placing my hand on your thigh before pulling it away quickly
“S-sorry!”
You clasp my hand and rest it back where it once was. You begin to rummage through my fingers, ever so slightly moving my hand towards your knee. Catching on, I grab your other hand and begin to wrap my fingers around yours. Inching my body closer to yours, I can feel you place your body against my side as your legs spread ever so slightly, no doubt in the discomfort of keeping your knees locked. Without a word spoken I lean in and place my lips around your neck with only the smallest touch.
You let out a small gasp. As lips begin to seemingly levitate above your neck, I feel your grip tighten around my hands. My jeans have become a prison for my cock at this point. It pushes against the zipper, desperate to be exposed.
Ignoring this, I begin to apply more pressure towards your neck before releasing my hand from yours. Grasping the side of your sweater, I push upwards in a sweeping motion between your breasts. Something occurs to me, I can’t seem to feel any resistance between your sweater and your skin. As my hand claws back down your sweater, I feel your grip tightening into on by hand on your leg. Struggling to release my other hand from yours, I catch a moment when you let out a larger gasp now as my mouth is firmly locked around your throat.
Taking advantage of this, place my other hand on your waist and bring you closer, locking your lips with mine. My hands Claw and dance across your back and waist as we continue to kiss. You place your hands on my shirt and begin to pull. I catch this and do the same to you. As we momentarily stopped, there is a pause as we look at each other’s naked torsos. I peruse every inch of your chest, immediately fixated on the firmness of your nipples. The air isn’t cold in here but I understand what it is happening. I wrap my fingers around your waist and feel you dig your nails into my back. With broad sweeping strokes of my hands, I cup each breast in my hands and begin to squeeze sofly but firmly. Pinching your nipples ever so slightly each time I pull them away. Your moans begin to fill the air as my chin leans on your shoulders. I place my mouth on your collarbone and begin to give soft gentle kisses moving down slightly with each one.
Inch by inch I move my mouth down your body. As I begin to arch my body to continue moving lower, I feel my cock push towards my underwear once again. It feels warm. No doubt my precum had begun to stain the tip of mt underwear. Releasing my left hand from your breast, I wrap my mouth around it, gliding my tongue against your nipple. With soft sucking motions, my mouth continues to suck on your nipple. My other hand, now increasing in grip intensity and pinching your nipple between the middle of my fingers.
My hand now idle places itself on your thigh with a firm grip. Subtly moving my hand up your thigh like a thief trying not to get caught, I feel your hand wrap around my wrist. I stop but you do not restrain me. Instead you gently urge it up your skirt. Slowly inching my hand toward your underwear, graze the front of it with the back of my hand. You let out a slight shudder.
My mouth, now focused on your your breast continues to do what was done before. My hand now ready for what’s about to come, pushes against your underwear. My fingertips are firmly against your clit with only the thinnest piece of fabric to block it. You moan and clench my body for support.
With gentle circular motions, I continue to push against your clit shielded by your underwear. My fingers becoming increasingly warm from the process.
Suddenly. I stop. I stand up removing my belt, undoing by button and pulling down my fly. You observe a clear substance beginning to leak from the tip of my underwear.
I wrap my hands around your wrists and bring you up into a standing position. Brushing aside your hair I look you in the eyes as my hands begin to wrap around your ribs. Slowly moving them down, I am met by the waist of your skirt. Tucking my thumbs into your skirt, I begin to move them down. Inching it down with careful side to side motions. As the skirt drops to the floor, I am met with the sight of gray cotton underwear. A large visible wet spot at the front causes my cock to swell as several more drops of precum escape me.
Dancing my fingers between the waist band of your underwear, I brush my fingertips against your mound. My hand, now completely submerged in your underwear pushes down swiftly. Met by the feeling of your lips now parting from my index finger.
You gasp. Your breath echoes through my ear as I apply pressure against your clit. Up and down. Soft but firm. Like a band in rhythm my hands begins to increase in tempo as I begin to pull your underwear off. Wrapping my hand around your behind, I give a firm squeeze as remove my hand from your labia. I step back slightly and lick my finger. Savoring the taste. I want more. I need it.
I give you a gentle motion against your shoulders and lay your back on the bed as your legs are now parted. My chest is tucked against your breast as my hand goes back to where it once was. Kissing your neck once again, I savor the feeling of your my finger pressed against your clit once more.
With an increasingly rapid pace, I continue to apply pressure and move my mouth down your body. Gentle kisses from your throat to your thighs. I begin to circle a singular finger around your opening. Your cum clings to my fingers as I pull away for only a brief second before pushing it inside effortlessly.
The sound of your moans fill the air.
My mouth now firmly in place with your waist, continues to kiss as my finger explores your pussy. Bending it upwards slightly, I begin to press upwards with a slight amount of more pressure. My slightly hooked finger now pulling back before it comes to a throbbing sensation.
Found it.
Pressing upwards against it, you clench your body tight. My mouth now mere millimeters away from your clit let’s out a soft breath. My tongue escapes my lips and I place it squarely against your now throbbing clit. With long broad strokes of my tongue, I continue to lick. Like two dancers on ice, my tongue and finger are in sync. With each lick of your clit, my finger presses against your g spot.
Your moans become synonymous with your breathing. My licks become firmer and faster. My finger becomes more forceful as a second one enters you.
Using my other hand to peel my underwear down, my cock hangs in the air, precum beginning to pool beneath me.
As each second passes, my tongue becomes faster and more forceful. My fingers now in perfect sync.
The sounds of your cum splashing inside you are music to my ears. You cannot take it anymore. You feel the urge coming on.
My cock begins to swell as what was once precum begins to become thick and white.
Suddenly it happens. Your pussy begins to leak. Your fluids now running down my body you tense up. Your legs shut like a trap before instantly releasing.
You begin to squirt. Drops of your cum begin to coat my body as my cock finally swells.
With a load moan I feel it happen. A large amount of cum begins to spray from my cock and coats your legs.
With a final breath, I release my fingers from your pussy. Our moans have become panting. We laugh briefly then sit in silence for a moment.
The silence breaks.
“Next time make sure it goes inside of me!”
Laughter erupts and I hold you tight. Making sure next time you get your wish.
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