InsatiableDsire
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I posted this in Erotic Fantascenes and a fantasy thread, as it is a fantasy of mine. I'm curious to see where a man would take this next...
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After some emails and texting, a former fling and I decided to get together for drinks to catch up. We were having a great time--the easy banter returned quickly, and the chemistry hung in the air.
As he stood next to me at the bar, he leaned in, and whispered in my ear, "I've been dreaming about licking your sweet cunt."
He smiled at my sharp intake of breath, and continued, "I know that turns you on; hearing me tell you I want to lick your pussy, thinking of my warm, wet tongue lapping at your clit..."
I squirmed on the bar stool, feeling his words like a physical touch, blood rushing to my throbbing clit.
"Mmmm, it's making you wet, isn't it?" he persisted, "Thinking of my mouth on you, licking, nibbling, sucking. I love the way you ride my tongue. I love the taste of you; you taste so sweet..."
I was breathing shallowly now, heart pounding, arousal surging through me, and, yes, getting very wet.
"Are you wet, sweetheart?" he murmured in my ear, and I nodded, feeling the dampness grow with every word.
"I need you to do something for me, baby, because I can't stop thinking about the taste of you," he continued. "Go into the bathroom and stroke your fingers through your wet folds; then bring them out here for me to lick."
I was more than willing; loving the desire in his eyes, loving his assertiveness, loving the game.
A few minutes later, I walked back from the bathroom, with a suggestive smile, and held my hand out to him as I hopped back up on the bar stool. He grasped my wrist and brought my fingers to his lips, inhaling deeply.
He raised a quizzical eyebrow, "I smell soap?"
He leaned in closer to remonstrate with me for disobeying, and the musky scent of my pussy juice reached him.
"Fuck, baby," he groaned, "what did you do?"
I leaned forward to kiss him, my mouth and tongue coated with my juices, murmuring, "You're right, I DO taste good, don't I?"
He answered with a groan, his mouth on mine, tongue licking, sucking.
"Such a naughty girl," he whispered, "You like the taste of your pussy juice, don't you? I bet you'd like to lick some hot little cunt until she cums all over your face and then share it with me, wouldn't you?"
I moaned into his mouth, as he resumed kissing and licking my lips, with the promise of what he would do to my nether lips implied. My nipples were hard and aching, pressed into his chest.
"Fuck, I can feel those big, hard nipples of yours. I remember how good they feel in my mouth, and how much your reaction turns me on. You want me to lick them too, don't you? And suck them hard as you cum..."
At the thought of that, I nearly cried out. I was glad we were in a dark corner of the bar, as he cupped my breast and rubbed his thumb over my nipple, although propriety was far from my mind.
"You want my mouth on your nipples, don't you, gorgeous?" he murmured. "You want it right now, don't you? I bet you wouldn't even stop me from exposing your beautiful breast right here and licking that hard nipple," he taunted as he stroked.
He eased his thumb into the deep v of my top and peeled back my shirt and bra as he dipped his head to engulf my exposed nipple in his warm mouth. I gasped and moaned, oblivious to anyone who might realize what was happening.
He lifted his head and recovered me swiftly, smiling a wicked smile. "You'd let me fuck you right here, wouldn't you, baby?" he growled into my ear. "If I reached up and moved these wet panties to the side," he questioned, as his fingers slid up under my skirt and his fingertips encountered the damp fabric he spoke of, "and I unzipped and slid my hard cock into your wet cunt, you'd grind right into me, wouldn't you?"
He was close to right, but he'd pushed just a little too hard with the dominance bit and I needed to get things back on an even keel. I countered by cupping the heavy weight of his hard cock and balls through his pants.
"You'd cum from the sheer bliss of sliding into this tight cunt, baby," I taunted back.
He laughed. "You are so right. Let's get the fuck out of here so you can show me."
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After some emails and texting, a former fling and I decided to get together for drinks to catch up. We were having a great time--the easy banter returned quickly, and the chemistry hung in the air.
As he stood next to me at the bar, he leaned in, and whispered in my ear, "I've been dreaming about licking your sweet cunt."
He smiled at my sharp intake of breath, and continued, "I know that turns you on; hearing me tell you I want to lick your pussy, thinking of my warm, wet tongue lapping at your clit..."
I squirmed on the bar stool, feeling his words like a physical touch, blood rushing to my throbbing clit.
"Mmmm, it's making you wet, isn't it?" he persisted, "Thinking of my mouth on you, licking, nibbling, sucking. I love the way you ride my tongue. I love the taste of you; you taste so sweet..."
I was breathing shallowly now, heart pounding, arousal surging through me, and, yes, getting very wet.
"Are you wet, sweetheart?" he murmured in my ear, and I nodded, feeling the dampness grow with every word.
"I need you to do something for me, baby, because I can't stop thinking about the taste of you," he continued. "Go into the bathroom and stroke your fingers through your wet folds; then bring them out here for me to lick."
I was more than willing; loving the desire in his eyes, loving his assertiveness, loving the game.
A few minutes later, I walked back from the bathroom, with a suggestive smile, and held my hand out to him as I hopped back up on the bar stool. He grasped my wrist and brought my fingers to his lips, inhaling deeply.
He raised a quizzical eyebrow, "I smell soap?"
He leaned in closer to remonstrate with me for disobeying, and the musky scent of my pussy juice reached him.
"Fuck, baby," he groaned, "what did you do?"
I leaned forward to kiss him, my mouth and tongue coated with my juices, murmuring, "You're right, I DO taste good, don't I?"
He answered with a groan, his mouth on mine, tongue licking, sucking.
"Such a naughty girl," he whispered, "You like the taste of your pussy juice, don't you? I bet you'd like to lick some hot little cunt until she cums all over your face and then share it with me, wouldn't you?"
I moaned into his mouth, as he resumed kissing and licking my lips, with the promise of what he would do to my nether lips implied. My nipples were hard and aching, pressed into his chest.
"Fuck, I can feel those big, hard nipples of yours. I remember how good they feel in my mouth, and how much your reaction turns me on. You want me to lick them too, don't you? And suck them hard as you cum..."
At the thought of that, I nearly cried out. I was glad we were in a dark corner of the bar, as he cupped my breast and rubbed his thumb over my nipple, although propriety was far from my mind.
"You want my mouth on your nipples, don't you, gorgeous?" he murmured. "You want it right now, don't you? I bet you wouldn't even stop me from exposing your beautiful breast right here and licking that hard nipple," he taunted as he stroked.
He eased his thumb into the deep v of my top and peeled back my shirt and bra as he dipped his head to engulf my exposed nipple in his warm mouth. I gasped and moaned, oblivious to anyone who might realize what was happening.
He lifted his head and recovered me swiftly, smiling a wicked smile. "You'd let me fuck you right here, wouldn't you, baby?" he growled into my ear. "If I reached up and moved these wet panties to the side," he questioned, as his fingers slid up under my skirt and his fingertips encountered the damp fabric he spoke of, "and I unzipped and slid my hard cock into your wet cunt, you'd grind right into me, wouldn't you?"
He was close to right, but he'd pushed just a little too hard with the dominance bit and I needed to get things back on an even keel. I countered by cupping the heavy weight of his hard cock and balls through his pants.
"You'd cum from the sheer bliss of sliding into this tight cunt, baby," I taunted back.
He laughed. "You are so right. Let's get the fuck out of here so you can show me."
