So mesmerized I couldn't help but watch his lips move as they speak to me. I became curious as to what they feel like or what they would taste like. Hoping that I'm doing my best to remain calm, and not wet myself especially when a man like him is actually right in front of me. His eyes are on me, and my eyes on his lips. I’m daydreaming of the next possible move I hope he makes.
He asked me if I’m okay, I couldn’t answer. Just shook my head and say I’ll be right back. Time for a bathroom break. I could feel him staring at my backside causing my body to feel lifeless with every step. It was strong as if my soul was escaping from me to him. Quickly walked in and closed the door behind me, he’s eyeing me. He saw me peeking. I couldn’t help but feel myself. I needed to know how wet I was. A knock on the door scared me. “You okay?” He asked. I let out a big sigh, and whisper to myself, “I want those lips.”
The doorknob moves and I’m backing into the wall. My heart is racing and I’m not sure what he’s going to do.
He asked if he can come in and I froze. My mind was already teasing me about how this would play out. He going to come in, grab me, and boom, we at it.
Hoping it’ll be better than that, I said yes. The door opens slowly with him standing there... Oddly enough, he looked very hungry and I was ready to give him a plate. He makes his way towards me and every step felt like a sexual pressure. My eyes slowly closed as I can feel his presence getting closer. I’m covered in goosebumps... feeling of a cold chill running through me.
His hand wraps my neck, pushing me against the wall. “Don’t let go.” He takes his other hand and rubbed my thighs up to my spot. My mouth hung open. I’m enjoying this.
I’m at my weakest and he has no idea. He’s enjoying this, following myself squirm in place. ”It feels good.” He brings his body closer and I’m biting my lip. He’s coming in for a kiss and I suddenly feel his fingers fill me up. Catching my moan with a kiss, he wasn't ready to hear my pleasure cry. Humming as we kiss, he continues to play with me. I’m gripping his wrist with both hands, letting him know I'm enjoying his act of giving. He escapes from our kiss and stares down to his fingers move in motion.
I'm biting my lips, and I’m ready to release. He continues to eye my every move, witnessing the reaction of his actions. I'm losing it because it feels like I'm melting right in his hands just the way he wants me too. He looks at me and licks my lips. The sight of that turned me on, forcing me to press my upper body against the wall. Everything below my waist was poking out, giving him the invitation to do more. I can feel my lips quivering in place, I was enjoying every moment of it. "Please, keep going."
He goes down, and my body is tensing up because I'm not ready for his lips to touch me. I can feel it, his wet tongue touching me. I'm stuck because it's exactly how I wished it would be. My legs began to shake beneath me, I'm ready to cum. I want him to taste me, and enjoy every drop.
He is exactly what I dreamt of wanting, I feel it coming. His hand slowly rising up my thigh, finding it's way in. He's making me lose control. I wanted to raise my pleasure cry and I couldn't... I'm cumming...