My Lucky Day

Cathy and I had known each other for months. We met in passing a lot, talked on the phone some. It was obvious from the first time we met that was an intense sexual attraction between us. It was just a matter of time. Trouble was between my having two jobs and her running her own buisness, time was not something either of us could spare.

But today was not one of those days, like we had been having for months on end. Today I was on her doorstep, my finger now touching her doorbell. The door opened with a soft swoosh, and she stood barefoot in a sheer gown before me. I stepped in, kissing her, but she kept her lips together, not letting it go farther. She took my hand and led me inside. "I want to show you my house." So we went to the kitchen. As she stopped to show me the breakfast nook, I stood close behind her, looking down her gown at the tempting shadows belows. She bounced her hips against me a bit before leading me to the living room, taking pains to avoid being to close to anything we could lie on, but still i stood behind her again, this time kissing her neck, which she allowed, before leading me to her office. This time I kissed her ear, tracing the edge with my tognue. She signed happily, her hand reaching back to my jeans, fondly squeezing the bulge in them.

Now she led me to her bedroom. I stood behind her again, my hands on her belly, rising to her breasts. I cupped them as she leaned back into me, letting me freely touch and kiss her. Her head turned and our lips met again, this time parted wide, our tongue eagerly touching each other as my fingers encircled her nipples, squeezing them fondly. She moaned softly as she turned and sat on the edge of her bed, one hand pulling my face dow nto hers, the other hooking over the waist of my jeans. As we kissed, her hands began expertly working them open, them pushing them down. I broke the kiss as I reached for my shirttail, pulling my shirt over my head as I watched her hand reach into my shorts, grasp my hot, throbbing erection, and pull it out of my shorts. It bounces a little with my pulse as she approaches it with her tongue spalyed out, and mouth open. it comes to rest on her tongue and she uses it to guide the length into her mouth. I sigh and run my hand fondly through her hair as her lips close and she begins sucking. Her tongue twirls around her mouth, creating intense waves of sensation throughout. Her head bobs quickly, driving around on me. Her eyes look up at me, and she moans deeply, the vibration teasing me further. Her head pulls back, just leaving the tip between her lips as she flashes me an eager smiles and then begins working her head up and down hard and fast, her hands scratching down on either side of my hips. The sensations are too intense to resist, and I quickly find myself exploding in to her mouth. I see her head pull back as she emphatically swallows every drop, her tongue licking the opening, working every bit out.

Finally she releases me, and I feel the blood return to the ret of my body. I stand her up, untying her shoulder straps. She quickly shrugs out of her gown and I push her back down, fully onto the bed, lying on to pof her. I quickly kiss my way down her shoulders, focusing intently on her breasts and nipples, licking them, kissing them, sucking them a bit and teasingly dragging my teeth across the erect buds. Her moans becoming tense, i start to go lower, licking...dragging my tongue along her ribs, down her belly, across her navel, across her hips, where her panties once were. I nuzzle along the creases of her thighs. Her legs rise on either side of my head, revealing her hot treasure to me. I kiss just to the right, in the crease, then the left, brushing my lips across her waiting flesh as I cross over. I open my mouth slowly, my hot breath hitting her, as I splay my tongue out and finally press the full surface to her body before making a point and dragging it up her slit, finding the sensitive bud at the top, which I tease with a flick of the tongue. I hear the anticpation in her body relase as a deep, smooth moan. I push my face against her body, trapping her flesh under my mouth as my tongue begins a violent, lashing dance, leaving the teasing behind, attacking her, driving her body rapidly through the sexual stratosphere of sensation. Her hands seize my head, holding it against her as I continue to work faster and faster. Her incoherent moans quickly turn into delighted cries and insistent demands with which I am only delighted to comply. I feel her muscles suddenly seize and a rush of fluid from her body as she peaks hard. Her whole body is shivering from sensory assault, nerves exploding all over. She pulls my hair, guiding me to face her, which I do, kissing her as I roll off to the side.

Her kisses are insistent and demanding. Her appetite now whetted, her hand quickly reaches down and finds my erection has returned, she squeezes it hard in her hand as she pushes me flat on my back, swinging a leg over. She point it up at her as she lowers her hips onto me, impaling herself. She looks at me and moans with satisfaction, and sound matched by my own delight at discovered her smooth flesh stretched tightly around me. Her arms lock straight out as her hands press against my chest, bracing her while she begins working her hips up and down. My hands land on her hips squeezing and spanking as her motions become bigger and faster. Her body starts colliding with mine, working feverishly. I start to roll my hips under her, the new sensations hearly blinding me. I am only faintly aware that we are screaming now, but I can feel the spasms of her muscles rippling through along my deeply embedded organ. Her head is rocking back and forth, throwing her hair around. Our sex has become wild, free. We have surrendered control to our bodies in their reckless pursuit of pleasure. Finally, I begin to feel the first liquid evidence of my orgasm escaping in an electric storm in my body. Slowly, the clouds clear from my vision and I am aware of Cathy, her hips ground deeply into me, holding as much length inside her as possible as her bodies is nearly convulsing from the piled orgasms ripping through her. Slowly I become more aware of the world around me. Her wetness is all over my hips, her thighs, the sheets, leaving a tremendous mess. I finally see her body start to settle into normalcy as she weakly rolls to the side, releasing my softening flesh into the air, which feels cool in spite of the radiating heat. We are both breathing hard. I will need a shower, but there is no need for me to take it alone, I suppose...