Heather, My Sweet Love! - Sex Stories

Heather, My Sweet Love!

... a little tipsy. She served crème de cocoa and we went into the living room to sit down while the coffee brewed. She reached down to remove her heels, her lovely legs showy and parted. I crossed my legs, hoping she would want to see more of them. I told her again she had the most beautiful legs I had ever seen and I loved the way they looked in her dress. I wondered to myself if I would ever see what was between them????. She again commented on how lovely mine were and said I was probably stunning in a bikini. I blushed and thanked her, saying she was the one who would be a knock-out in a bikini. After a few minutes, we got up and went into the kitchen to get our coffee and cheese cake. I was standing next to her as she poured our coffee. She turned to reach for the cream and sugar and her hair flew in my face, her cheek inches from my lips. We looked at each other, our eyes locking, her lips now next to mine, slightly parted. Not being able to restrain myself, I kissed her gently and sweetly, holding her face in my hands. She was not the slightest bit shocked or reticent, eagerly pulling me to her, kissing me back over and over, on the lips, cheek and neck, then frenching lightly, her kisses now wet, whispering she was attracted to me from the moment my picture first appeared on her screen. Meeting me in person only confirmed her fantasies about me, she felt she had known me all of her life. I whispered back I was helplessly attracted to her, too, so excited and comfortable ...

... with her, I wanted us to make love. She smiled, took me by the hand to her bedroom and closed the door. Coffee and cheesecake simply could not compete! The next three hours were the most beautiful of recent memory. I had not been with a woman so passionate, wanton and orgasmic, giving pleasure with the same intensity and desire as receiving it. She was eager and responsive, freely allowing me to kiss and lick her all over, licking and sucking her upper thighs and buns and her perineum, it was all so lovely and wonderful. Her pussy was wet and on fire, her clit long and thick, fully engorged, as big as a walnut. Her aromas were arousing, like a fresh spring garden. She spread her legs for me and I moved her hairs with my lips and tongue, gently taking each of her vulva lips separately into my mouth, sweetly and lovingly sucking on them, then tonguing her deep inside for the longest time. Her clit was the biggest I had ever seen, glistening and ready to pop as it pushed through her blondish hairs. I took it between my lips and gently began sucking on it, swirling my tongue all around it, her panting becoming louder and louder, my excitement growing and growing. After awhile, Heather groaned and groaned, at least a dozen times, calling to God and me over and over, her clit between my lips all slippery and wet as she ejaculated in my mouth, allowing me to nourish myself, only a small amount dribbling down my cheek. I continued to gently suck her into her calm. I came up to her, ...