You come over to pick me up for a night out. We've known each other for a while as friends, but haven't been on a date as such. I'm wearing a long black soft skirt, a plain white button up shirt, tied at the waist, and flat black and pink sandals. A long chain of pearl-like disks around my neck. It's an unassuming outfit, but it shows off all my curves – full breasts, small waist, round hips and long legs (through the long side split). I feel really sexy wearing it because the fabric is smooth and silky and very sensual.
I'm already craving you. Getting ready, shaving, trimming nice and neat, the hot water running down my body (even letting it run over my clit) – it's all a turn on. Checking how i look in the mirror, i am hoping to please you.
We sit outside for a bit with a cold drink – a white wine for me, a corona for you. I'm lazing on the outdoor sofa, you sitting on a chair nearby. You keep reaching over and stroking my leg, ankle to knee, pushing the skirt up as you do. Of course i have shaved my legs and they feel silky smooth too. We talk about our days but i see you're getting more and more distracted – i think you've noticed the black bra under the shirt…i lean forward to make sure….
I'm wondering if you've noticed the suspender straps under my skirt (their outline just visible). It's too hot for the stockings on summer’s night but they still look super sexy hanging down at the front and back of my thighs. My panties (pink and black) are on over the belt….that's for later. I'm already squirming because i can feel the lacy fabric against my skin and the buckles dig in to me (in a beautiful way).
I'm starting to feel your hormones rising. I swear i can smell it. You keep glancing at the lacy bra through the light fabric, pretending not to look though of course i see it. Nothing turns me on more than turning you on. I'm waiting for you to make a move – and sure enough suddenly your hands slide all the way up my thighs and you kneel down in front of me, both hands under my skirt.
Your hands are running up and down my thighs, hooking your fingers under my panties, pretending to pull them down. You open my legs wide. You start to unbutton my shirt, revealing the lacy black bra – a little too small perhaps, causing lovely bulges where they look best. You cup them, squeeze them, slide a finger down the cups and tickle my nipples. It drives me wild. You pull out my left nipple, tickle and tease it, kiss it, suck it. My clit gets instantly hard. Your hand teases my right nipple through the fabric. It's just about unbearable already.
You lean back to look at me. I wriggle out of the shirt and throw it on the ground. You grab the waistband of my skirt and pull it down and throw it on the ground. I unbutton your shirt and slide it off your shoulders. I lay back on the sofa, my arms along the back of the seat, legs still spread wide. You can't believe the suspenders, and pull on them, such a nice tension around my waist. You pull me forward till my ass is on the edge of the seat, legs spread wide, i can feel my juices wetting the fabric, and you notice too. You release my bra strap and slide your hands underneath, holding the weight of my breasts as your head moves down…..
You use your tongue to investigate every part of my underwear. It slips under the elastic, nearly reaching my pussy, but not quite. You use your teeth to try to pull down the panties. My clit is crying out for your touch, but you don't give it to me. You hold both sides of my panties and pull them down to the top of my thighs, and stop. You are looking up at me. Then at my pussy. Your eyes electrify me. You pull the panties down but leave them hanging around one ankle.
Now you work around my pussy, loving every part with your kisses and licks and sucks. I eventually can't stand it and part my lips with my hands and you look, and kiss, and lick. You avoid my clit though, knowing that the more it has to wait the more it needs you. You gently slide two fingers inside, palm facing upwards. The stretching of the opening is sooooooooooo good. Then you gently place your lips on my clit, with the slightest lightest suction – it feels like my whole body is being sucked into your beautiful soft wet mouth.
Your tongue moves slowly and lightly. As you feel my excitment rise you slow down and lighten your touch (the opposite of what guys need). Sometimes you stop moving altogether – the pause is torture. Your fingers inside me stroke the front of my vagina wall, there is something in there that needs to be stroked firmly and is quite indescribable. Your tongue and lips on my clit, fingers in my pussy, other hand stroking my thigh – it is nearly too much to bear.
My orgasm is like a mountain – slow and steady hard work climbing up, then there is a point of no return and a plummet off the edge. You keep me hanging on the edge by reading my body and moans, stopping just when i can't take anymore. Each climb takes me higher. Then there is a point where my entire being concentrates in my clit, the tiniest slightest movement of your tongue pushes me over the edge.. My vagina pulses hard on your fingers, my clit explodes into a million pieces, my nipples hard and sensitive. I clamp my thighs closed as i can't tolerate any more touch down there. You lay your head on my lap, waiting for the pulses to subside. Your face is shiny with my juices, and you look pretty pleased with yourself.
I lay back on the sofa and pull you on top of me…..
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/3ktq8k/before_the_date_mf_femalepov