I’d never gotten out of a sink’s cabinet so fast in all my life. She giggled and almost sprinted down the hallway, but I easily caught up to her. My hands struggled to hold up the pants she’d left undone, and I quickly followed her into what I assumed was her bedroom.
The room was just as elegantly decorated as the rest of her home. One queen sized bed was settled against the wall, located in the center. Violet sheets were neatly spread over it, rippling and crumpling as she leapt on. To one side was a nightstand with a lamp, the bulb lit behind a violet lampshade. There was the familiar blue chew toy on the nightstand, but I had _yet_ to see a dog. The other side of her bed had a cushioned chair, and the window looking outside. Against the door to the room we’d just run through a long dresser, just three drawers high. A mirror ran the length of the dresser, right around five feet long facing the bed. A closet was built into the wall beside me, one with the sliding accordion doors.
She laid on her side, lower leg straight down the length of the bed with the other draped down to the sheets below. The curve of her hip was exaggerated in this position, and invited my eyes to wander up her glistening, caramel skin. Her hair cascaded down her shoulder and chest, one perky, b-cup breast finally in view. Her dark, hershey kiss nipple was erect, sending my lust ever deeper. She had her head resting on one hand, the arm beneath digging into the mattress while she dug her violet eyes into me.
“_What do you want to do to me_?” she asked, her voice dripping in seduction.
I finally let my pants drop, the tools secured around my waist by my belt clattering to the floor. My shoes were stubborn, refusing to simply slip off and requiring a more firm touch. My shirt was removed after the shoes found themselves scattered across her fuzzy floor, and then I finally joined the beauty on her bed.
She hummed excitedly, and I felt a shiver of anticipation roll down my back as I crawled over her, placing my hands beside her shoulders while this unbelievable woman rolled onto her back below me. Her eyes blinked slowly, and a wide smile spread across her beautiful face. I brought a hand to her cheek, caressing the smooth skin and letting my fingertips disappear into the damp, obsidian hair atop her head. We gazed into each other’s eyes like longtime lovers, though we’d hardly just met, savoring one another’s warmth before my face lowered to hers.
Her head rose in my hand as mine lowered, and our lips crashed together, the pair of us desperate to taste one another. The flavor I’d left from before remained on her tongue, giving her otherwise minty kiss a slightly musky, savory mix, but it only fueled the lust we shared as her pink tongue swirled into my mouth. I groaned into her, my rough, calloused hand drifting down her flawless body, grazing across her side and grasping her hip while the hand I had at her face slid to her neck. She wriggled on the sheets in my grasp, dancing beneath me as I fondled her, purring into my mouth while my strong fingers held her to me by the back of her gentle neck.
Finally it was time to break the kiss and let my eager mouth explore the rest of this _wonderful_ woman. While I still doubted any of it was real and expected my alarm to blare me into the waking world at any moment, I felt compelled to make a good first impression, lest this be the last. My lips broke away from hers, eliciting a musical whimper from her mouth as she let her head lean back into the pillows, exposing her neck to me. The ligaments and veins in her neck protruded, giving my lips an erotic road to follow down to her clavicle. I kissed, nibbled, and licked my way down her narrow neck, remembering the creamy elixir she’d enjoyed minutes ago, and felt another mixture brewing between my legs as I arrived at her chest.
The melody from her lips was a beautiful harmony as I continued my tour down her perky breast, bringing both hands to her chest to pay proper attention to her tender globes while her arms extended upwards. She arched her back under me, curling her arms into the pillows and pushing her chest into my hands and mouth while I groped, kneaded, and suckled, savoring every sensation. My tongue danced circles around one stiff nipple, clumsily reading the braille of her areola while her other nipple was lightly pinched and twisted by my rough fingers. I let my teeth graze across the darkened bud, knowing how sensitive it is and taking care not to apply too much pressure, tugging the opposite nipple until letting her enveloped breast fall free. She squirmed under me, moaning her approval of my teasing and encouraging me into a frenzy as I set my mouth to her untasted nipple. The flavor of my fingers clung to her stiff nub, but was quickly sucked clean by my attentive tongue much to her delight while my hand taunted her other breast.
Her legs rose around me, thighs shaking at my sides as I played with her chest. I knew she was more than ready for me to move on, and sent a wandering hand downwards. My fingers tickled across her trembling belly, prodding her navel before stumbling up and over her pubic mound. The smooth skin eventually led to her slick clitoral hood, which fluttered to one side as my fingers pushed down between her parted thighs. The warmth and wetness at my fingertips was _astonishing_, to say the least, and I knew the hardened clit I felt bump and slide across my fingers would feel _much_ better on my tongue. Looking up into her eyes following her initial spasm from the rough contact, still suckling her nipple as though waiting for her sweet milk to rush into my mouth, I knew we were on the same page.
The trail down from her breasts, over her belly, and to her nethers wasn’t as drawn out as intended, but neither of us cared at that point. We were both so eager to get into the main course, well, main appetizers anyhow, that she probably would have shoved my head down if it took any more time. Her thighs trembled with anticipation as they spread before me, the soft, glistening petals of her sex parting ever so slightly around the vibrantly pink tunnel beyond. The edges of her vulva were an exciting, deep brown, giving way to a brilliant gradient into the pink that lies within, her slender fingers reaching down and caressing her juicy folds and spreading them excitedly until I guided her hand away. Her needy flower was _mine_ to devour, her hands would simply have to find satisfaction playing with my hair, or elsewhere on her tender body.
I breathed in the sweet, savory fragrance of her pussy as my face dipped in close, relishing the passing seconds and diminishing inches. Her warmth was upon my lips before our flesh touched, her whimpers filling the room before I was gifted my first taste of her. I couldn’t help but smile as she squirmed, my hands gripping her thighs, holding her steady as my lips finally latched to her juicy organ, sealing to the upper limits of her sex and robbing her of breath as my tongue got to work. Her back arched over the mattress as I suckled, drawing her pearly clit from the fleshy protection of its hood as I began assaulting it with my greedy tongue. Her nectar was pulled into my mouth as I sucked at her, licking and grunting, twirling my tongue around her overly sensitive bean as a chaotic melody of pleasure squeaked from her lips.
She sunk her fingers into my hair, unintentionally pulling as blissful agony stabbed at her petite form. My tongue grinded against her clit, dragging down along her slit and parting her lips as it probed into her. Warmth enveloped my slick muscle as my scarce inches slipped into her, and I could feel her outer walls clench around me, simultaneously keeping me out while _begging_ for me to go deeper. I regretted not having a long, serpentine tongue for this beauty, wishing to be able to flick all the way into her deepest reaches. As it was, I was simply able to twist my tongue around her labia and a little deeper before pulling out and dragging back up to her hardened clit.
The nectar coating every inch of my mouth was driving me into a frenzy as I devoured her pleasure, consuming her closer and closer to climax… hopefully. Based on her sounds and writhing from my face, I was confident she was close. I shook my head back and forth vigorously against her, forcing louder wails from her lips as she sent both hands to her head. She gripped her hair, and I watched her belly spasm as her thighs clenched around my face, muffling my ears as I wrapped my arms around her legs and gripped her hips. Breathing became difficult, but as the most incredible, muted words shook into my ears, I doubled my efforts.
“_I’m gonna cum!_” she screamed.
I heard her voice through her legs, those marvelous thighs pressing tight against my ears feeding her perfect words right into my mind. My face pushed harder onto her, mouth accepting more of her juicy pussy in as I _swore_ I felt it pulsate, and tongue, though growing sore and tired, licked and twisted around every nook and cranny, every lip and especially her throbbing little clit. I squeezed my hand up along her ass, pushing between her thighs and sent a finger into her tensed folds, curling my digit as it became instantly coated in her excitement.
Seconds later, euphoria. The tension broke from her body as she screamed the most incredible symphony, her legs dropping from beside my head and trembling on my shoulders as a warm river of pleasure flowed from the perfect pussy at my face. The glimmering waters gushed over my enveloped knuckles, a river of ecstasy draining down the length of my arm as her body was racked with hard spasms of release. I watched her face contort into the confused expression of bliss fighting against anguish, her muscles and nerves ablaze as the climax ripped through her gorgeous body. My free hand gripped her waist, holding her steady as she came for me, and I felt her narrow tunnel convulsing and constricting around my single finger through the orgasm.
It was truly something to behold, and I simply rose to my knees between her quivering legs through her release. Her pulsating pussy eventually steadied, as did the rest of her figure, and her clenched eyes gradually opened again. She took several deep breaths, her chest heaving, perky breasts rising and falling with those stiff, suckable nipples just _begging_ for attention. I reached up and pinched one, which forced a violent spasm throughout her entire body again. She jerked away, sending my buried finger out of her pussy. The scowl that quickly hit her face as she looked at me left just as quickly, and she chuckled.
“_I think I need a minute…_” she said with a slight whimper, curling into a half fetal position.
The urge to continue teasing was _strong_, but I resisted, not wanting to sour our afternoon. Even with the rounded curve of her ass _right there_…
“Take all the time you need,” I said, finally finding some confidence. Apparently all it took to be able to talk like I knew how was making a girl cum. Who knew?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12t4g6z/repair_man_pt2