I couldnt get enough. It had been 3 days since our train ride together. 3 days of explicit text messages. And 3 days in a row that I had masturbated to his words and to the thought of him feeling me up. He kept me on edge. I needed to feel him. In the most sexual of ways. I had yet to know what it was really like to kiss him, but I had fantasized about it a million times a day. I needed to know his body. When I woke on that 3rd morning, I already knew what I was going to do. I didnt need to undress, as I had chosen to sleep in the nude that night. I stepped into the shower and prepared my body for him. I proped my right leg on the edge of the tub and bent over, allowing the steaming hot water to spill down over my back, I pressed the razor to my ankle and began to shave. One long, continuous stroke at a time until my leg was a smooth as it could possibly be. I repeated the exact same sequence on my left leg. Keeping my left leg proped up, I then moved the razor inbetween my legs and began smoothing out my white pussy. I took my time with it, I wanted it to feel perfect for him.
I dried my naked body and applied a peach scented lotion from my toes, all the way up to my inner thighs. I stood at my closet for a few minutes, deciding what to put overtop of the dark purple lace bra and matching thong I had just put on. I settled on a matching dark purple button down blouse with 3/4 length sleeves and a flowy, knee length white skirt. Granted, it might be a little cool for the skirt, but I knew it would be worth it. I blow dried, as well as straightened my long hair before dressing. I loved leaving my hair down. I put on the same makeup that I always do, I thought it suited me well. I found my favourite black scarf and put it around my neck so that the ends hung down my chest. I left the top 3 buttons of my blouse undone. Sparkly white flip flops got put on my feet and watermelon flavoured lipgloss in my purse. I was ready for him.
As I walked down the street to the metro station, I wondered if I shouldve warned him that I was coming. By my timing, I figured I should arrive outside of his work just as he was heading out for lunch. I was slightly nervous as to what he would think of me just showing up like that. I sat down on the metro and gave myself a little extra confidence by running my hands over my tits and giving them a small squeeze and discreetly slipping a hand into my lap and lightly grazing my pussy through my skirt. My body responded well. It knew what it wanted.
I arrived a few minutes earlier than I had expected. I stood outside the building and leaned my back up against the wall. I applied my lipgloss and stood there, just watching the people go by. Both the sidewalk as well as the street were always full it seemed. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes for a brief moment to breathe in deeply and fill my lungs with the cool, refreshing air. Suddenly I began to feel warm breath on the nape of my neck, just below my left earlobe. Before I could open my eyes, I heard Brians deep voice say,
"Are you lost little girl?"
My body went haywire. As he began to kiss down the side of my neck, I tried to respond,
"I ...I ...I ..."
I couldnt catch my breath. My heart was pounding. He lifted his hand and put a finger over my lips and told me to be quiet. He knew what I had come for. Without thinking twice I took his finger in my mouth and bit down on it, not too hard, but just hard enough to get a reaction out of him. He gasped and thrusted his body against mine. He let out a grunt as he grabbed my hands and pinned them to the wall. He then proceeded to bury his face in my chest. Kissing, licking, and biting at the bare skin that I had purposely left showing. He undid an extra button with his teeth so he could lick right inbetween my large breasts. I tried to keep my moans quiet, but I was sure people were already staring as they walked by. It turned me on to know that.
"Please baby, give me more.", I begged. |
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