Your sweet smell of roses was all the way my room, your clothes on the floor, except your white bra and your undies. You sat on my bed, smiling and inviting me close to your with your finger and your eyes, full of lust. As soon i sat next to you, you pressed your body against mine, giving me a long deep kiss holding my face: i could feel your bra fabric on my skin, and as i looked down, i saw your breast almost slipping out of it. I held your hips as we kissed, keeping you as close as i can, with your hand moving down my body, reaching my bulge and poking it.
A devilish smile was on your mouth, and with your calm voice you invited me to unhook your bra. I did it as you say, and quickly that useless cloth was replaced by my hands, grabbing and covering your pink, round small areolas. You let out a little moan, and quickly grabbed my dick, hard as marble thanks to your sensuality. You started stroking it, gently, as i gently fondle your breasts. Your eyes looking at me, then down, while you picked up your pace.
You stopped for a second. Your hand on my black, short hair, your voice calmly telling me to suck you.
You looked calm, bjt your breathing was deeping each second of that encounter, where all your needs would be satisfied.
Your skin was soft as silk, pale as milk, but that was what i loved about you. Your hands felt light, and all i cared about was making you feel good. What happened next was the hottest thing it happened to me. Maybe simple, maybe too vanilla, but i will not forget the feeling of your tight, warm pussy.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/119isoh/a_letter_after_a_date_part_2