A Warm Welcome
The Coffee Shop Girl
This girl I’d met at the local coffee shop had shown some interest in me and we’d hit it off. She’d asked me if she could come over to watch some Netflix and ‘hang out’ for a bit and I kind of had a feeling this evening would lead to a lot more. I spent hours frantically cleaning every nook and cranny of my room, making sure that I’d have the best first impression a guy could possibly have.
Finally, the bell rang. As I opened the door, I caught a whiff of rose petals that whisked me away to another plane of existence. She was wearing a plain black dress cut above her knees, revealing her long, toned legs.
“Hi, don’t you look lovely today!”
I’d managed to put on one of my favorite blue shirts and had paired it with dark jeans. A look I’d come to learn she appreciates.
“Well, aren’t you going to invite me in?” she smiled.
After a quick tour of the apartment we finally settled down on to my bed and I put on one of her favorite shows. I put my right arm around her as she lay with her back on my chest. I raised my left hand to meet hers and started playing with her fingers, slowly caressing the flesh of her inner palm and applying gentle pressure to her nails.
I felt her shift closer to me, pressing on to my body with her warmth. We’d barely gotten five minutes into the first episode when we turned to look at each other.
“Are we really going to just watch this?” she asked playfully.
It felt like the volcano of sexual tension that had built up between us was on the verge of erupting.
“I guess not,” I said, kicking the laptop out of the way as I pulled her in, desperate to taste her lips. She obliged, angling her face towards me. As our lips made contact, it was like a hurricane of desire had overcome us both. I lifted her on to me so that she could sit on my growing bulge as we leaned in again for a deep kiss.
I felt her hands go over my shirt, taking off the buttons one at a time. I couldn’t help but smile. I cupped her face in my palms as I kissed her chin and slowly pulled back. For a few seconds of playful tension, we made eye contact, communicating just how much we wanted each other. Then I went in again, this time, letting my tongue do a little more exploration.
She met this sudden curiosity with her own, resulting in a twisted, sticky battle of tongues where neither of us would let up. By now she had gotten all the buttons open and trailed her palm down the middle of my chest.
“So sexy and hairy, ugh” she called out.
I took that as my queue to push her down on to my bed and take my shirt off completely.
“Your turn,” I smiled. She slowly took her hands to the edge of her dress and pulled it over her head. I held the edges and helped her pull it off. She was wearing a sexy red lace bra with matching panties underneath. Her curves and lines were all spread out for my eyes to devour and they lapped up every last detail. I pinned her down with a kiss. Letting my body weigh down on her, the fabric of her bra against my chest felt heavenly, but I wanted more. I lifted her up and held her head in my left hand and teased her bra strap with my right, looking into her eyes for permission.
She blushed and leaned forward to kiss me again. That was consent enough for me. After a few seconds of effort I heard that magical click and the straps came off. I dragged the fabric across her magnificent tits and threw them away. It was ridiculous how hot she was. And I think she could tell how much I appreciated the view as she made a quick glance towards my crotch.
Suddenly, she put both her arms on my shoulder and placed her lips next to my left ear and whispered. “Be rough with me”
If my erection could’ve gotten any harder at that point, it would’ve. I placed both my arms on her breasts and squeezed hard. Her moans were music to my ears. I continued pressuring her right breast as I bent down to get a taste of her left.
“Bite me” I heard a voice above my head. I obliged, lightly nibbling on her nipple. An intense moan gave me confidence that I was doing something right. I let my tongue tease her nipples, licking, sucking, and biting on them in turn. Each eliciting louder and louder moans from her.
I slowly moved my focus towards her thighs, kissing their inner skin. Suddenly she lifted my face up.
“You first,” she said slyly.
She pushed me back against the wall and started working on the zip of my jeans. Soon enough they were lying on the floor and she got a first-class view of my boxers with a massive tent inside, the center of which was already wet with pre-cum.
She looked at me for a longing second for permission and I smiled, granting her wish. She reached down with her fingers and wrapped them around my hard, throbbing cock.
“Let’s get this off as well,” she said as she dragged my boxers off and threw them halfway across the room, her primal instincts kicking in.
There I was, completely naked on my bed with a beautiful woman holding my cock in her hand. I didn’t think this day could get any better.
That was when she looked up at my face with her sexy, erotic eyes before taking my entire cock in her mouth.
I let out the loudest moan I’d ever made in my life as she started bouncing her head on my cock. Her tongue was coiled around my shaft, tasting the pre-cum. I was on the edge of ecstasy, trying to wrap my mind around the feelings and sensations flowing through my body.
“I’m getting close,” I let her know.
“Let’s speed you up then,” she says as she takes my cock into her hands with an iron grip. She starts moving up and down in progressively faster strokes, as she makes eye contact with me.
“Cum for me baby, I want it all over my hands,” she calls out, cupping my face in her palm.
I could feel myself reaching my limit. Her perfect pace, the feeling of her skin on mine, and the way she looked at me with raw desire combined together to create pure erotic bliss. I arched my back as I felt the orgasm coming and leaned forward as it shot through my body, waves of unimaginable pleasure coursing through every inch of me.
“Wow, look what a mess you made.”
I tried to steady my breathing as she licked her fingers seductively. I let myself take a moment to savor the moment of deep vulnerability and affection I had just shared with her.
“Now, your turn,” I said, ripping off her soaked panties.
