A simple little fantasy that I wrote with someone in mind…and she knows who she is.
I sat in the car, staring at the house. I squirmed in my seat, nervous energy coursing through my body. Was I really going to be this brave, this daring? Swallowing my fears, I stepped out of the car. I walked up the driveway and rang the doorbell.
Within moments, the door opened. A pretty, petite woman smiled at me.
“Bella – ?”
“Kayla – ?”
We both spoke at the same time and laughed at each other.
“Come on in,” she said, opening the door wider, inviting me in. I walked in, still nervous.
She was feeling nervous, too. It was obvious she couldn’t believe I was really visiting after so many months spent talking through email and on the phone. Live and in-person, it didn’t feel real. She led me into the living room. I think she was glad that her husband and children had gone camping for the weekend.
“Have a seat,” she said, motioning to the couch. “Would you like a drink?”
“Please!” I exclaimed. I realized how I sounded and laughed. “I’m a little nervous. This feels like a first date or something.”
“I know the feeling,” she agreed.
We sat down on the couch, each on one end. We talked about our children, my trip, everything that we would normally talk about, except this time we watched one another, taking in every detail.
My eyes roved over her. I took in her eyes, her hands, her body. I drank in the sight of her, not quite believing that this was real. She was doing the same thing. We both realized that pictures had never done the other much justice.
I propped my arm up on the back of the couch, my hand almost touching her shoulder. She leaned over a little, and my hand brushed against her. A jolt of electricity coursed through us, and we locked eyes for a moment.
“Can I kiss you?” I whispered. My mouth went dry.
“Please,” she said softly.
We leaned in slowly, watching each other. Eventually, soft lips met in a chaste kiss. She flicked her tongue across my full lips. I parted my lips, and our tongues met. She stroked my cheek. My hands cupped her face. The kiss deepened. We both whimpered as simple curiosity turned to excitement.
I tentatively reached to touch her breast, cupping it in my hand. She leaned in, moaning as we continued to kiss. I rubbed and kneaded the soft breast in my hand, marveling at the feel. I needed to feel her skin. I pulled my hand away and reached under her shirt, pulling her bra out of the way. I felt the velvety soft skin, stroking her nipple with my thumb.
I could sense that she needed to touch me. She loved the sensations my touch was causing and she wanted to reciprocate. Her hand found my leg and moved under my skirt, until she found my hip.
“I love that you aren’t wearing panties,” she whispered against my mouth. “Was this for me?”
Her hand moved inward to the juncture between the top of my leg and mound, the most sensitive spot. She lightly stroked my sensitive skin. I moaned and trembled.
I pinched her nipple and loved her gasp of pleasure. She ran her fingers over my mound and smiled as I whimpered.
Abruptly, I pulled away from her.
“There are too many clothes in the way, damn it,” I said.
“I agree completely,” she said. “And we should go somewhere more comfortable.”
She stood up and grabbed my hand, leading me to the bedroom. We both trembled in anticipation, knowing this was just the start of an amazing weekend.
Lordy, girl, that is hot. “She” is lucky to be the recipient of such lusty intentions.
I had a moment…and it was appreciated…:-)
Oh my damn that was awesome……
Well that would be an exciting meet and greet. 🙂
And maybe one day it will happen…lol
Reading this, makes me hard on down there! A very ‘real’ meeting with no limits !
I’m glad you enjoyed…:)
Will there be a sequel?
Yes…not sure when, but there will be…
To be fair, you can’t leave your audience begging for more, right?
If I was a sadist, maybe…lol…:-)
But no, I won’t leave you hanging…I promise…
Hawt Hawt… more please. 🙂
There will be more…;)