I wrote this about a friend I was fantasizing about. If you’ve never been in a restaurant kitchen, it’s a place full of hard surfaces, and bright lights. Not a spot for romance, but when it’s just you and one other person, the space feel shockingly intimate.
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It’s after hours. Everything is buttoned up for the night and as I walk in the door you’re standing at the counter leaving a message. I turn off the lights in the foyer, lock the door behind me and walk up to you.
You’re still talking to the answering machine, but I’m impatient – I don’t take my coat off but you can see that I’m wearing red stiletto heels. Your eyebrows lift with interest. Since I can’t kiss you yet, I take your free hand and start to kiss your palm. I inscribe little circles with the tip of my tongue. I’m still nibbling and kissing as you finish your message. As you hang up, I keep kissing and licking and gently suck your fingers.
I let your hand go and start to unbutton my coat. You reach out to help but I don’t let you. Instead I step back a little so you can watch me. I unbutton my coat and let it drop to the floor. Underneath all I’m wearing is a lacy black bra and black panties, and those shoes.
I step back over to you and lift your shirt over your head. I kiss your chest, running my tongue over your nipples, your chest. You taste salty, delicious. You pull my face back up to yours and we kiss. While our mouths are occupied, we keep running our hands over our bodies. I can’t help but sneak into the waistband of your pants to touch the sensitive skin there.
I push your pants down and then there we are, standing up against your stove: you naked, me in lacy underthings and heels. I lean you back against the counter and kiss your chest again. I slide my tongue down your abdomen, you can feel your cock rub against my breasts as I slide down, onto my knees. I gently stroke your dick, holding it against my cheek. I look up and you and ask if you would like to be in my mouth. We lock eyes as you groan your consent. I keep eye contact with you as I run my tongue up your full length and then as I take the head in my mouth. I gently caress your balls with my hand as I run my mouth up and down you. You’re so hard that I can barely fit you in my mouth. You can feel me growling just a little as I move my head up and down. You drop your hands to my head and guide me – not too fast, you don’t want to come yet. I’m gently scratching the inside of your thigh, tickling you the littlest bit as I keep sucking your cock.
I can feel you tensing and I gently lift my mouth from you and ask if you want to come in my mouth. No, you say and you lift me up to my feet. You tell me I’m wearing too many clothes and reach behind me to unhook my bra. Now there we are: you naked, me in panties and heels. It’s a little cool in the there and my nipples are hard and waiting for your attention. You press me back against the counter as you bend to my breast, licking and sucking and tugging first on one nipple then the other.
As you distract me with all that attention, you slide your thumbs into the waistband of my panties and pull them off me. Now you’re naked and I’m in my heels. You keep kissing my chest, running your tongue around my nipples, between my breasts and down my stomach. You push me back so I’m leaning on the edge of the stove and you kneel down and kiss your way to my pussy. With one hand you tease me open and slide one finger inside me.
You ask me if I want your mouth on me and I can barely speak enough to say yes. You lean down to me and breathe gently onto me. As I groan from the sensation, your tongue starts to investigate my clit, my labia, every part of me. I’m already wet, but as you start to eat me out, you slide two, then three fingers inside me and see than I’m getting even wetter. You rock your hand back and forth as you suck on my clit, your tongue drawing small circles around it. I can barely breathe as you suck and stroke and you can hear me gasp and then cry out as I come. I’m shaking against your hand, my legs barely holding me up.
I’ve barely stopped shaking as you stand up and slide your cock into me. We kiss and as you start to slide in and out of me I realize I’m coming again. Our mouths are locked together, but you can hear my cry as I have my second orgasm of the night. You moan and push into me harder and fast. I grab your ass and pull you deeper into me with every thrust. I ask if you want to come and you tell me yes, and with me.
We rock together even harder, even faster. You drop one hand between us and stroke my swollen clit with your thumb. The sensation makes me buck against you and this time you can let yourself go. I come again and call your name. You start to come and you push into me again and let your orgasm overwhelm you as I wrap my legs around your waist, holding you inside me.
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