Written By Dd

I am sitting on my couch watching the rain come down, he calls me and asks if it would be O.K. for him to come by. He arrives a few minutes later. He says he was in the neighborhood when he called and just wanted to talk.

I can’t help to notice how sexy he looks in his button up jeans and white shirt. The black leather trench coat and boots, just round it all off.
Never before had I noticed how dark his eyes were. Why hadn’t I noticed this before? How his long black hair shines in the light. I start to wonder how his lush lips would feel against my own. Why am I having these thoughts now?

We sit on the couch drinking a glass of white wine. Laughing about things in the past, we are so comfortable with each other. Have we always been like this?
He stands holding his glass and walks over to the sliding glass door. I watch him for a moment as he stares out into the rain filled night. I walk over to him and stand beside him and look for what has his interest. I see nothing but the reflection of his dark eyes in the rain splattered glass.

We stand there together not speaking staring out into the dark night. He reaches over and touches my shoulder, His hands are soft, but strong. He starts rubbing my shoulders, slow and easy until my they relax.
I feel him step behind me placing both of his hands on my shoulders. I feel his strength and the thought of him being able to hold me down. I lean up against him and let his hands rub away all the days’ tension. I feel them working there way down to the middle of my back, then down farther to the small of my back.

I close my eyes to savior the feeling of his hands on me. I feel his fingers touch the skin under my shirt, I wonder if he feels my flesh standing up to greet him? Does he know how bad I want him? He keeps working on my back even though my mind is willing him to do more.
I feel my nipples coming to life as his warm hands move up and down my spine. The moisture building between my legs as I feel his warm breath on my neck.

I am aware of him looking at my reflection in the glass, I can sense him moving closer as I feel his lips come down on my neck. A small moan escapes my throat. He kisses and nibbles on my neck, again my body reacts.

His hands slip to the front and his fingers glide over my bra. His hands work effortlessly at slipping up my bra. How can you make me feel so good without even trying? He slips his finger across my nipple, I feel my skin grow tight with excitement.

He is leaning against me so hard that I am pinned between him and the door. I can feel his cock rubbing against my ass. His hands know what to do on their own. They slip down and unbutton my pants, I feel the cool air hit my skin as they fall to the floor. His strong hands turn me around to face him.

I look into his eyes and I see the passion he has for me. Has anyone been looked at with such passion? He leans into me kissing me deeply. His strong lips move down my chin, the middle of my neck, between my breasts. He arms around me, holding me so tight.

His tongue slipping across each nipple. He continues down, before he leaves them he gives each one a long sweet kiss. Down to my belly, right bellow my navel. I feel myself holding my breath, waiting for him to go lower. He skips down to my thigh I feel his warmth as he passes by. Oh, how I want to feel his mouth there.

He pulls my left leg up onto his shoulder, my legs are weak with excitement. Then I feel his tongue gently probing my smooth pussy. His hands grabbing my ass and pulling me closer. His tongue reaching deeper and deeper. My body starts to tremble with the excitement. I know I am going to climax, but I try to hold back. I want this to last forever.
As my body lets go, my hips start to rock against his face. I feel like I am about to explode. I let go, moaning loudly, hips rocking, I cum all over his face.

I collapse against him feeling the waves rush through me. My body tightens then relaxes. How do you make me feel so good?
He stands looking at me, He smiles at how flush my cheeks are. He reaches up and caresses my cheek pulling me into a slow sweet kiss. His other hand reaches down unbuttoning his pants, His cock standing hard waiting to enter me.
He enters me, pushing me up against the door. I think of the people looking in from outside and I feel pity for them. I know none of them will ever feel this way.

His cock diving deeper and deeper inside of me. With each thrust it swells and fills me up. How long has it been, an hour, 15 minutes an eternity? I just hope it never ends! He starts thrusting harder. I feel his body tense up, he’s about to explode. He pulls out of me, guiding me to my knees.
He slips his cock into my mouth. I feel the heat from my body, I can taste myself on his cock.

The smell of our action. He starts to fuck my face, pushing himself deeper down my throat. His hands guiding my head up and down his shaft. As he begins to cum, he pushes deep into my mouth, I feel the hot cum jetting down my throat. He pulls out and it is still shooting out, he lays the head on my lips and lets his cum run out on my mouth.

I run my tongue across my lips and the head of his cock. His body is arching back as he still holds my head still. His eyes are clench tight as a moan crosses his open mouth.

He leans down and grabs me kissing me harder than before. I feel my body starting all over again. He lifts me in his arms and carries me into bed. Oh how I pray this night will never end.
We lay there holding each other never speaking a word, our eyes and body expressing all that needs to be spoken. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.