She gave me dessert at lunchtime [FM]

It was another hot summer day, and we bought some burgers at KFC. Our usual spot at the dam just didn’t seem private enough after our last encounter, but I didn’t want to presume anything.

“Where do you want to have our lunch?” I asked her nervously as we pulled away.

“Well let’s head to the usual spot.” was her reply. Well alright then, that settles it.

On the drive to our usual spot next to the dam, we had to pass about a block away from my apartment.

“What about you turn in here?” she asked as we drove past my street. It took me by surprise, but I wasn’t about to argue.

My mouth went try in 5 seconds flat, and I swallowed hard as I turned into my street and stopped in front of my apartment.

“Hey, we can have some coffee with our lunch as well then, right?” I asked, trying to sound casual. I still didn’t want to sound presumptuous or pressure her into anything.

We headed inside with our burgers and took a seat in the living room, next to each other on the green double couch.

I was too nervous to make proper conversation, so we are in near silence. I still wanted to test her though, so I slowly inched my leg towards her during our lunch.

Eventually, our knees made soft contact, and I could feel my heart racing. She didn’t pull away, and I thought I saw her glance at me a couple of times.

When our burgers were finished I got up to make us some coffee. I set down her cup on the coffee table next to her side of the couch and sat back down next to her.

She gave a cute little stretch and leaned back into the corner of the couch while simultaneously lifting her legs and plopping them in my lap. Her expression when I looked at her was “Is this okay”, and I rested my hands on her legs to confirm.

Her calves felt hot on my lap, and all I could think about was sliding my hands up her skirt to feel her soft legs.

I attempted to make some casual conversation in case she was feeling awkward. I was also trying to keep my dick from getting hard with the conversation. What if she felt me getting hard? Her legs were right there. We fucked once already, maybe it would be okay. But maybe I’d come off as a pervert.

We only had 10 minutes left of lunch when I finally worked up the courage to test the waters.

I leaned over to lie down on her shoulder, sliding in between her and the back of the couch. She didn’t pull away(even though it was a hot day) and snuggled into me.

With my left hand, I started to play with her skirt, slowly bunching it up at her knees and lifting it away from her ankles.

Was it just my imagination or did she open her legs a fraction?

I finally got to the hem of her skirt, and my fingertips touched her soft thigh just above the knee. It’s the softest skin I’ve ever felt, and my hand started properly shaking.

She swings her right leg off my lap onto the floor in front of the couch, left leg staying on my lap. Oh fuck, that’s gotta be good, right?

I started stroking her inner thigh, fingertips barely touching skin.

She gave a little sigh, and it almost came out as a whimper. Her perfume was intoxicating me as I lied there on her shoulder. I could feel her breath deepen.

My palm now resting gently on her soft thigh, I started sliding my hand up her leg.

She shifted around a little, in a panic I almost pulled my hand out from under her skirt. No wait, she opened her legs a little further and thrust her pelvis toward my approaching hand.

This was the sign I needed, and I turned my head into her neck and started kissing her softly. Her neck and shoulders were glowing red, completely flushed.

She turner her face into me, and pulled me in for a deep kiss. Her hand reached down and lifted her skirt high, giving my exploring hand full access.

My finger brushed up against her panties lightly, and I could feel her wetness through them.

I was still surprised by how wet she got. It’s the hottest thing in this world, knowing I caused that.

I pulled away from the kiss and slid down onto the floor. On my knees, in front of the couch, I lifted her leg over my head and draped it over the armrest of the couch. Her other leg still firmly on the ground opened a bit more, and I could see her lacy purple panties. A wet spot in the middle of it, begging me to come to investigate.

I kissed her thigh lightly, but there was almost no control left in me to go slow. I could smell her. God, that smell would make a man lose his mind. All I wanted was to taste her.

One long lick up her thigh and I could not contain my animal instincts anymore. I breathed in deeply, taking in every last bit of that sweet musk smell I could, and laid a kiss on the wet spot on her panties. She shuddered a little and grabbed my head.

I opened my mouth wide and gave her a very gentle bite through the panties. A soft moan escaped her lips.

I slid my fingers under the hem of her panties, getting them soaked in her juices while I pull them aside.

Fuuck.

She was shaven smooth, and her wetness made little strings as I pulled her pantie away.

Finally. I stuck my tongue out, tracing up the one side of her labia, making a turn at her clit, and back down the other side. Savouring every second of the taste of her sweet pussy, I moved in and gently kissed her on the clit. Her wetness all over my chin as I took her in my mouth. A louder moan as I suck her gently.

Trying not to move too fast, trying to listen to her body as I nibble on her labia with my lips. Her hands pulling me in, and I have no choice but to oblige. My mouth engulfing her pussy, tongue making little patterns up and down, circling her clit. I bring my hand up and gently insert a finger. Fuck, I forgot how tight her pussy was. Her moans becoming louder and louder. Up and down, around and around, in and out. A wave building and building, I’m motioning her forward.

She moans my name. Loudly. The neighbours probably heard.

The wave crashes, and she writhes while almost screaming. All I could do is hold on for the ride. Her cum tastes amazing. Legs clamping around my head, hands pulling me in. God, I can’t believe how hot this is.

A few seconds later, the orgasm gently dying down, she releases my head. I give her a few more soft licks to clean up the mess she made, and she squirms as I do so.

“Thanks for dessert.” she giggled at my comment.

And with that, lunchtime was over.

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