The Rendezvous - Sex Stories

The Rendezvous

... With mock temper you attempt to struggle against his grasp only to stop and moan as his tongue works its way from neck to ear and back down again. “This is what you wanted isn’t it?” he asks. The goose bumps on your flesh will give away the lie to your answer so all you do is softly moan and hope he doesn’t stop. Sighing heavily and uttering another moan you whimper a “Yes” as his mouth continues to work at the muscles in you neck. You are now completely under his control and you decide to give in and allow this to go where it will. Your arms drop to you side and you don’t even notice that he has released his grip on you and slowly massages you stomach. It’s a good five minutes before you realize that while you enthralled by his kisses, that his hands have been very busy unbuttoning you sweater and with a slight tug from him, it falls to the floor at your feet. When this happens you arch your back and your breast heave out and you shudder at the cold. You feel you nipple now protruding under your bra but he never misses a beat as he continues to work his tongue and mouth along the base of your neck and then begins to nibble on the other side. You gasp when he jerks on the back of your bra and it quickly joins the sweater at your feet. His hands have now begun to roam more freely. He moves them quickly and expertly across you’re your stomach and up to just below your breasts where you feel them ever so delicately brush against the underside of each breast before they dart ...

... away again. Then a hand moves across your chest and grabs you by the throat as his teeth and tongue again works their magic on your neck. Now with each successive movement, his tongue dips lower and lower until you find yourself feeling it moving down your spine as he sinks to his knees behind you. Then, with a snap and a zip your skirt has now fallen to the floor in a heap with the rest of your clothes. Carefully and tenderly he begins to plant kisses and quick licks along you ass cheeks while inching your g-string off and leaving you wearing only your knee high leather boots and a smile. Once your underwear lands in the same pile as the rest of you clothing, he stands and wraps his arms about you once again. You feel the warm sensation of his skin as he presses his chest to your back and he reaches across your body grabbing your right wrist with his left hand. With a quick pulling motion he spins you around and you find yourself face to face with him. His hands fly out as one cups the roundness of your ass, the other finds your breast and begins to massage it. Slowly he kneads your breast and nipple in his hand and fingers like a master chef preparing the dough of some wonderful desert. All the while he stares into your eyes and you stare back you see the hunger there waiting to devour you. Gently he leans forward and his lips touch yours as his tongue pushes them apart to penetrate your mouth. Gasping you kiss back with all that you have. You don’t know how long you stand ...