Your eyes lock from across the bar. You should be embarrassed and look away but something holds you there. Her eyes, so dark you can barely differentiate the iris from her pupils, speak of longing. They speak of lonely night and boundless passion. There is something wise in there too, an old soul in a young body. You mind wanders in to the inevitable – what would you do if you had just half a chance at a night with her? You feel the heat rise and finally you can resist no longer, you go over.
A look can lead to a touch.
Her lips twitch slightly as she sees you commit to walking over. The playful smirk lights up her face and something tells you that you won’t regret your boldness. She’s going to be fun. As you make the obligatory small talk you’re surprised to find she is so well spoken, so intelligent. She is fun to talk to but there is something deeper, a type of strength you admire in a woman. Surely, this must be the drink talking, nobody is this perfect. As you go to push your glass across to the bartender your hand accidentally brushes hers. It buzzes. Tingles. Fireworks. The heat starts to rise as you take a chance and slowly grasp her around the waist. You pull her closer until her heartbeat touches yours. Your breaths catch in your throats.
A touch can lead to a kiss
and what a kiss it is! Electricity flows through you, sparks fly and cliches run through your mind at a million miles an hour. As the passion builds she parts her luscious lips to make way for your exploring tongue. Hands begin to wander and become more and more desperate to find flesh. When they finally meet their mark you feel her body tense as goosebumps begin to emerge. How can such warm flesh react this way?
A kiss can lead to a lick
You manage to break free from each other long enough for your mouth to find the nape of her neck. Just a little lick…nothing much… You can feel eyes turning towards you ad she lets out a little gasp. Then a moan. She is turning to putty in your hands and you barely remember her name. This just won’t do. She’s been yearning too long. She needs it to end and you silently promise that it will be tonight. You grab her hand and pull her towards the exit. If only you could find somewhere more — then you see the alley. Not the most private place in the world (or the most romantic) but it’ll do. You throw her against the wall as she begs you take her. She screams how she wants you. You push her to her knees as she fumbles with your zipper.
A lick can lead to a suck
Her mouth feels so warm as it surrounds you cock. This isn’t her first time and she isn’t afraid to let you know it by going deep and hard. She not afraid to gag and bring up liters of that thick messy spit you love so much. It coats you completely as it runs down her face down to her firm, perky breasts. She’s no longer begging for it, content instead to just make you happy. ‘Good girl’ you think. You lean your head back on the rough bricks as she goes to town. There’s nowhere her tongue doesn’t explore as she takes you all in. This girl loves what she does and it shows. She goes faster and faster, using both her hands and paying close attention to your balls. This must be heaven. Suddenly, you remember the look in her eye and your promise and you know that, no matter how good it feels, you can’t leave her like that. You have to give her what she wants, what she needs.
A suck can lead to…
anything you want. You put your hand lightly on her throat, she gazes up at you. Those eyes. You lead her up from her knees and push her up against the wall. You’re rewarded with another angelic moan. “Do you still want it?” you ask as your fingers push in to her warm wet pussy. You find no resistance and smile as you realize she is not wearing panties. ‘Good girl’. She moans her consent and you push her a little rougher. She pushes out her ass, presenting her sweetness to you. She is firm and shapely, an angel on earth. You enter her softly but she demands your strength, your power, your caveman instincts and you are more than happy to oblige. You thrust in to her as deeply as you can without anymore hesitation. Her screams of pleasure tell you she’s finally getting what she’s been longing for. You fuck her in to orgasm after orgasm. She turns in to an lust filled animal, so busy moaning she is unable to make out words. You fuck her until her knees give out and she can barely remain standing. Finally, when you are sure she has been given what she needs, you pull out and allow yourself the release. Warm cum explodes out of you on to her warm tits. you are both satisfied. The spell is broken.
You go to help her up from where she has fallen, she stops you. “Leave me…but can I get your number?” As you hand her your card you can’t help to feel something and know that this one is different. She is special and you are damn lucky to have taken that first step.
Where will your day lead?
5 thoughts on “Where will your day lead?”
I know my day is going to lead me to another night alone. But your blog leads my mind to places I long for. 😉
Aw well I’m glad I could at least keep your fingers…I mean mind..occupied
VERY much enjoyed this.
Wow! Now that is a way to start the day 😉 Thanks!