Wicked Wednesday – Shhh! Come Here!February 6, 2013 - Author: Beck - 23 Comments
She stood across the room. She was wearing a short black dress with a low cut front. I could see her white pearl necklace wipe against her breast with every moment. Her body was curvy. She filled the dress nicely as it contoured to her shape. The legs on her were long and shiny. Cleverly she paired the black dress with bright red heels. This drew attention to the arch of her beautifully petite feet.
I eyed her from across the room for hours. She giggle and laughed, but she seemed bored with what was going on. I often saw her eyes wonder around the room until they wondered over to me.
I shyly looked away and blushed.
She noticed. Apparently, I caught her eye too. Because she began to stare at me.
My heart was beating so fast. I found myself lost. I was no longer speaking to those around me. I was in a daze that faded out everything other than her. I could tell by the look on her face it was the same for her.
She moved her hand up to her lips. Slowly placing one finger over her mouth with the expression of silence. Then she gestured for me to follow.
Should I stay or should I go? Would anyone see me leave? Did I care? What would happen if I did follow her? What did I want to do?
I looked around the room to see if anyone was paying attention, but everyone seemed to be busy with conversation. I looked back at her and she walked out of the doorway into the hallway to the back door.
I followed her. I couldn’t help it. I needed to know what she wanted. I hoped she wanted the same as I.
We came up to a glass sliding door that opened to the outside. We slide the door open to stand in the back yard.
The night was quiet aside from the noise inside the house. The stars and moon lite up the sky. The temperature was slightly chilly, but not cold enough to detour me away from her.
She reached inside her purse and pulled out a metal case. Flipped it open and pulled out a cigarette. I reached inside my pants pocket pulling out a lighter as fast as possible.
“Need a light?” I asked.
She leaned forward and I sparked the flame. As she bent over; her eyes met mine. I could see the sparkle of desire in her eyes.
I delightfully sexy voice whispered “thank you” as she continued to smoke her cigarette.
I tried to engage in small talk. However, she didn’t seem to want to talk. Instead she looked at me with hunger in her eyes. So, I stopped trying to talk.
Once the cigarette was gone. She grabbed my hand and shoved up her dress. She wasn’t wearing any panties. She was already moist and warm. My fingers rubbed her clit and labia until she kissed me. Then I took two fingers and shoved them inside of her pussy.
I could feel the juices flowing down my fingers as her warm and tight pussy was around them. She moaned and groaned. She was loving every second of this.
I removed my hand from under her dress and stuffed my fingers down her throat. She couldn’t have been more enthused. She licked every inch of my fingers as slow as she could.
She took me by the hand to drag be behind the bushes. Once we were behind the bushes; she pulled her dress over her head. There she was. Completely nude. He breast were so beautifully shaped. Her nipples were puffy and erect from the excitement.
I lunged forward grabbing her breast. Smacking them lightly and biting the nipples. My light was too light for her. I could tell she loved the pain. So, I slapped her harder and bite her nipples even harder. Until she dropped to her knees.
She began to unbutton my pants. I quickly took off my shoes and slide my pants off the rest of the way. Then pulled my shirt off over my head. I stood before her completely nude.
She rubbed creased every inch of me before she stuck her head in between my legs. He warm tongue flickered my clit as her fingers rubbed my G-spot. I couldn’t help but pinch my nipples at the same time. She was moaning in complete enjoyment. Licking and sucking on my pussy until I gushed with fluid all over her face.
She stood up. She dressed. And she went back inside.
I hurried and dressed to go back inside.
On my way home; I placed my hand in my pocket. I thought to myself “I don’t remember taking a napkin.” As I pulled it out, I noticed the red lipstick above a phone number.
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