Candlelit Dinner

After a wonderful evening together spent holding each other’s hands and talking over a candle lit dinner, we make our way back to yours. It has been nice to have an intimate night, just the two of us, getting to know each other more. We haven’t been dating long but strangely we feel like we have known each other for a lifetime already. Our sides ache from laughing so much and we just feel so comfortable in each other’s company. It’s not long before we reach your house, you open the door and usher me in. You slip out of your high heeled shoes as you shut the door so that you can walk soundlessly over the hard floor up to your bedroom. You place your shoes, along with your handbag, on the floor next to your bed before you turn to face me.

I wrap my arms around your tiny waist and start to kiss you, the smell of your perfume wafts around the room, sweet and intoxicating. Brushing your hair to one side, I kiss down your neck and along your shoulder lingering on the taste of your skin. Manoeuvring you gently towards the bed, my hand works its way under your top, smoothly tracing the line of your spine until I reach your bra strap, which I proceed to unfasten so smoothly you hardly even notice. Softly I lift your top, bringing your bra with it and you respond by lifting your arms so that I can remove them easily. Both bra and top are thrown haphazardly to the floor as I push you backwards onto the soft purple sheets. I stand there for a moment taking in the amazing beauty laying before me, how have I got so lucky to be here right now with this stunning woman? I lean over you, my eyes fixed on yours, and you part your lips slightly, ready for my kiss. Our lips meet, and you feel my tongue probing, your soft lips on mine are almost more than I can bare, deepening the kiss as I take your arms and gently move them above your head.

You hear a clicking sound as handcuffs are clipped into place around your wrists. The feeling of helplessness seems to heighten your sensitivity and you moan softly as I caressed your hardening nipples with my tongue.

You have no choice but to watch as I pull off my T-shirt, revealing my taught, muscular chest. I lean over you again, pressing my body into yours as I kiss your neck, I relish the feeling of skin on skin. My hands dancing over your body, the sensation all the more erotic since you have no control over your movements. You watch as I slide my jeans over my hips, revealing my throbbing erection. You want to take it in your hands, to run your fingers over the shaft. You’re eager to see the pleasure in my eyes as you guide me inside your wet pussy, but I have other ideas. Smiling seductively, I pull your tight trousers off, followed by your red, lacy thong, tossing them on the floor to join the rest of our clothes.

Slowly, gently, I ease a finger inside you, stroking, caressing.

My lips and tongue flutter over your breasts briefly, before I kiss you deeply on the mouth. I break off the kiss and move my lips close to your ear.

“Happy Birthday”, I whisper, before placing your clit at the mercy of my writhing tongue. You gasp as tiny ripples of pleasure begin to emanate around your body. I place a hand on each of your knees, spreading your legs wide as my tongue moves faster and faster. You are unable to control yourself. You gasp as you feel yourself nearing climax. Nothing in the world matters at this moment, only the desperately pleasurable sensation of my tongue moving in rhythmic circles is important. Your entire body tenses as you cum, and you can’t help screaming as the waves of intense pleasure break over you for the first time that evening.

But I am not finished with you yet. I silence your moans of pleasure with a long, lingering kiss as I move my hips between your spread-eagled legs. I look you dead in the eye and you gasp as I plunge my hard cock into you. You are completely at my mercy as I thrust into you, and you love it. You raise your legs above you, fastening your ankles around my neck and pulling me towards you. Immediately you feel me penetrate even deeper into you, and your pussy contracts around me, reacting to the more intense sensation.

I move a hand back to your breast, fondling your erect nipple as you urge me to go faster. I am only too happy to oblige and as I increase my pace you feel the first throes of orgasm upon you once more. You arch your back and close your eyes as I bite you, hard on the side of the neck. The sharp pain only served to increase the intensity of your building orgasm, and you can’t help screaming my name.

You open your eyes and find yourself looking deep into mine. I have begun letting soft moans of my own escape my lips and you know that I am nearing my own climax. You lower your legs, wrapping them tightly around my waist and squeezing my long, hard cock inside you. Two more, deep, penetrating thrusts and you feel my spectacular orgasm. I collapse on top of you and we both lay there, panting, basking in the aftermath of our pleasure.

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