You meet her maybe it could be me;-) one day for the first time

You meet her / maybe it could be me;-) one day for the first time

You return very well balanced from Paris, very hungry too. A few dates, all crap! Now, a lazy Sunday in London, you decide to be good to yourself and visit a gallery.

You are wandering around and then… there she is! Just standing, admiring the exhibit's most popular painting, when you notice her. Trailing your eyes up from the floor, you notice she's wearing stiletto sandals. You move your gaze up her long lean legs. She is wearing a short jeans skirt and a white tank top. Her red hair rests gently on her shoulders. Her arms are crossed in front of her, she studies the painting... She has a beautiful face which is covered in a thoughtful expression. Your eyes can´t stop wandering over her.

You walk over to where she's standing and settle next to her. She glances over and smiles, then looks back at the painting again. After a moment you say to her:

– I really enjoy this painting, you?

– Yes – she says back.

– I just love the artist's use of color and lines – you say, in most nutral tone.

Now she looks at you directly, and replies:

– You know, I was just thinking that!

– Well, great minds do think alike! – You respond laughing.

She laughs too. Hooked! You talk back and forth a bit more before you suggest she joins you for a drink. She thinks for a while and agrees:

– Sure, I have no plans for the evening!


Perfect! The bar is crowded with people, and you are forced to sit close to each other. Your leg brushes against hers, and she makes no effort to move it away. Intrigued, you move a bit closer. She raises her eyes to meet yours, there's no hesitation there! You sip your drinks and chat some more. Her hand drops down and brushes over your leg. You can feel yourself getting turned on. She's so beautiful and is making it clear she's attracted to you as well. It's going to be a good night… You let your hand fall down to her knee and lean forward to whisper in her ear:

– What do you say we get out of here? – and then you gently kiss her neck.

She sucks in her breath and puts her hand on yours.

– Let's go! – she whispers.

You pay the drinks, take her hand, and lead her out of the bar......

You step out of the taxi at the hotel, take the lift, and walk to your room door. Teasing each other wit words and looks but not touching. Now she is close behind you, you can almost feel her breath on your neck. The key slides in easily and you enter. The room is warm and spacious. You take her hand and lead her. Your hands reach up and cup her face. You lean in and gently kiss her, tasting her. She melts into you. Your tongue traces the outline of her lips. She sighs. You probe her lips with your tongue and she opens for you. Your tongue slides inside and caresses hers. Her hands reach up to your waist and pull you closer. You let your hands drift long through her hair and down her back.

Your hands waste no time and reach up under the back of her tank top. God, her skin is so soft! She moans into your mouth. Your hands undo her bra. You effortlessly pull her tank top and bra over her head. You need to have her, now. You push her back to the bed and lie her down... You take off your own shirt, exposing your hairy chest. Her hands reach up and gently stroke your naked skin with desire. God, such soft, warm hands! You kneel down and remove her sandals. Not being enough, you undo her skirt and slide it down over her hips. Her lace panties are the only thing left and after admiring this pictures for a while you strip them off as well. You take off your jeans and straddle over her, urgently.

You grind your groin down on hers and kiss her mouth hungrily. Her hands fly up and around you. Your hands move to her breasts, cupping them, caressing them, fondling them. You roll her nipples in your fingers and she arches up into you. You can feel the heat from between your legs, her wet pussy against your already hard penis.

– More! – she moans.

You slightly shift your body to right side, tucking your thigh between hers. Laying behind her, very close now your cock rubbing against her buttocks you lock her legs with yours so she can´t move. You take both of her hands in your left hand and pull them above her head. Your right hand reaches slowly down and across her belly. You drift your fingers around and feel across her soft hair. Your fingers dive lower and lower till you find her wetness and she moans louder. God, she's so wet!

You stroke her with your fingers as she writhes under you. Your mouth finds hers again and you kiss her greedily. Your fingers stroke in and out of her wetness, you can feel her cunt clenching around them. You move your palm up to her mound and press down, rubbing her clit. Her hips push against your hand. Your mouth slips from her and you hungrily find her nipples. Your tongue flicks over them and they harden more.

She's moaning in a rhythm now, lost in her own pleasure. You increase the pressure of your hand on her cunt. She's so close now. You can feel her pussy starting to pulse around your fingers. You roll her nipple between your teeth and can feel the waves of pleasure rippling through her. Her breath is ragged and her body is starting to tense. She groans your name. She feels so good to your touch! You need to have all of her. You need her to cum for you. You need to feel her cum for you.

Then… suddenly, it hits her, hard! Your hand can not contain her. She is… she dances….....

– put your hand there!... please…don´t stop - she barely manages to mutter between her iretic breathes

She cries out and cums all over your hand… a wet hot shoot of her cum in your hand… ohhh what a feeling. Her body arches up and dances for you, her cunt pulsing around your fingers. You ride her out, your body pressed tight to hers. You continue to rub her and kiss her until she calms down. She takes a deep breath, sighs, and looks at you through her beautiful, sated eyes. You release her hands and she brings them up to your face.

– Now what can I do for you? – she asks, smiling wickedly... ;)

to be continued
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