piehoneypot's blog post - New Beginnings.........

You rang and left a message on my service, asking me out on a dinner date. I vaguely remember meeting you at a friends party. We chatted for a bit, then I got distracted by the birthday celebrations and cake. You disappeared and I didn’t see you for the rest of the evening. In the days thereafter, I’d even forgotten all about you, until you rang, that is! I guess my girlfriend gave you my number, and so you’ve plucked up the courage and rung to ask me out. Bet you were glad I didn’t answer the phone, it must’ve been hard to leave a message, you stumbled a few times, it was sooo cute, but it would’ve been even harder talking to me in person, “just in case I turned you down." Now it’s my turn to contact you, and lucky for me you’ve left your mobile number, so all I have to do is text you. “Coffee would be great, meet me on Sunday, at noon, at.........” I text, not really wanting to commit to more than a hour or so, just in case I think you’re a dag and we don’t hit it off! I know, I know, playing it safe! Well a single girl has to these days, all sorts of loony tunes and yobo’s out there. So here I am waiting at the bar by the beach, you’ve kept me waiting, it’s 15 minutes past our meet time. I’m getting annoyed now, coz the waiter keeps looking at me wondering, “Is she ready to order yet?” “When’s her, I’m waiting for someone, going to show up?” And there you are, all disheveled and flustered, rushing up and plonking yourself down. You smile and before you speak you hand me a single, gorgeous, yellow gerbera. I graciously accept it and smile back. You apologise for your lateness, telling me the traffic was murder, and the florist had just closed, and that you’d begged the lady inside, behind the closed grill, for just one flower, please! You were lucky she’d felt sorry for you and had let you in, “which one would you like, she’d asked, decisions, decisions, time was ticking and you now had to choose.” So anyway, here I am accepting this pretty gerbera from you. Leaning forward I plant a quick “thankyou” kiss on your cheek. You smell delicious, I recognise the scent from the party, I vaguely remember you telling me then, that it was Kouros. I just love the smell, it’s devine. I sit back down, but not wanting to, yearning for a cuddle, wanting your warmth and smell close again. God bless the person who invented after shave lotions, just the thing to make me melt inside. You start to babble on about the party we were at, and how you’d had to leave early, and about how you’d asked my girl friend for my number, that you were so pleased I’d sent you a text, agreeing to meet. And here we are! The time seemed to go nowhere fast, we’d been sitting, chatting, drinking wine for 4 hours now and I feel genuine chemistry between us, or is that the vino talking! You suggest dinner, I agree, and so we spend the next half hour walking the boardwalk looking for a nice place to eat. We settle on a cozy restaurant, order some food and continue with our chatting and getting to know each other. Leaving the restaurant, I am loathe to say goodbye to you, so instead I suggest we cab it back to your place. The next thing I remember is, we are on your couch, kissing, touching, undressing, exploring. Heaven! I am so turned on, and so are you by the looks of it. We can’t keep our hands off each other, I start to protest, that I’m not sure about this, but you reassure me, “We’ll only go as far as you’re comfortable with.” My wine addled mind agrees. “Mmmm, okay!” It’s been such a long time since I was intimate with a man, my body is so electric to your touch. Your fingers caress the skin beneath my top, at my waist, it feels wonderful. Ticklish and sensual. You kiss my belly, pushing my top up with your hands, you trail little kisses up to my breasts. Kissing them where they mound over the top of my bra. You nibble my neck, your warm breath in my ear, goose bumps, kissing me, your lips searching mine. I want to eat you up. Our lips together, tongues entwined. Mmmm. So nice, I’m feeling so wet and horny. Your hands scoop my breasts out of their bindings, your eyes seeing them for the first time. Your lips kissing my aureoles, your tongue circling my erect nipples. Mmmm I moan. The feeling inside me is intense, my groin is aching for your touch too. You suck my nipples into your mouth, hungrily, your hands open my jeans, and you’re pushing them down my thighs. Reaching up, I pull your shirt up and over your head, kissing you on the way back down, I lick your neck, kissing your chest, nipping your nipples with my teeth, trailing kisses all the way down your belly, following the trail of hair from your bellybutton to the top of your jeans. Unbuttoning, unzipping, releasing the bulge in your jeans. You moan as I brush your groin with my fingers. Your love muscle is clearly visible, peeking above your boxers, hard and pink, ready for my lips and tongue. You’re watching my every move, I lick my lips, parting them, my tongue pops out and licks the wet spot on the head of your cock. I run my teeth over your head, you get goose bumps and moan some more. This is my cue to take the task at hand more serious. Licking down your shaft, I cup your balls in my hands, licking them, I suck them both into my mouth. You draw in your breath with a gasp. Moaning “Yes”. I lick your shaft some more, then suck the length of your cock deep into my moist, hot, mouth, mmmm, yum! Your body is jerking, spasming, you pull out of my wetness. “Not yet! Too soon...” you mumble. “Your turn, while I settle down!” you say. Pushing my mouth away from your engorged cock. You take my hand and lead me to your bedroom. I lay on your bed, on my back, knees spread, offering myself to you. Smiling, you kiss my mouth, kissing my body all the way down to my pussy. Slipping your tongue into my groove, you spread my lips, dipping your tongue into my wetness, mmmm, you moan, wet, tastes so nice! Mmmm, I moan, the warmth of your tongue on my clit is wonderful, it feels all tingling. You apply pressure with your tongue, flicking it, hard and fast, making me orgasm immediatley, you keep on it, and on it, licking and rubbing my clit, I orgasm again, multiple times in fact. my legs and body shuddering. Ohh, it’s good! “Put it in darling, I beg!” You climb up onto me, pushing your cock into my fleshy folds, rubbing my clit with your cock, seeking out my slit. Finally you drive it home, into the tight, wet crevice it’s meant to be in. Slowly at first, in and out, then faster and harder. You are so horny you can’t hang on. “Cum baby”, I urge you. “Cum now!” Aargh, you moan, Aaargghhh! You explode inside me. You sit up, pull out, take your cock in hand, wanking and cum all over my pussy and belly. Aargh you moan, I am looking up at you, smiling, happy I have cum, happy you have cum. You collapse beside me, your head on my chest, we are both breathing heavy, sweaty from our sexy romp. I trail my fingers through your cum on my belly, rubbing it in. We lie there together, I turn onto my side, you spoon me from behind, arms wrapped around me and we drift off to sleep together, completely happy and gratified.........