"Hey," The cheery voice reverberated through my eardrums the moment I picked up the call. "What’s up, twat? Missing your tard?" I teased, a smile playing on my bottom lip. “Maybe. Wanna dump a little sugar on me,” she answered and I could almost hear the smile in her voice. "Give me a few minutes and I’ll be right there," I promised. Preshy and I have been going out a lot recently. Clubbing, picking-up and general abusing our bodies pulling all-nighters mixed with numerous amounts of alcohol. All leading to situations where you quickly put on your clothes in the morning and leave as fast as possible.
"Hey," The cheery voice reverberated through my eardrums the moment I picked up the call.
"What's up, twat? Missing your tard?" I teased, a smile playing on my bottom lip.
"Maybe. Wanna dump a little sugar on me," she answered and I could almost hear the smile in her voice.
"Give me a few minutes and I'll be right there," I promised.
Preshy and I have been going out a lot recently. Clubbing, picking—up and general abusing our bodies pulling all—nighters mixed with numerous amounts of alcohol. All leading to situations where you quickly put on your clothes in the morning and leave as fast as possible.
Twenty minutes later, I walked into Preshy's pretty lavish three bedroomed apartment in midtown. My gaze fell on the breathtaking woman before me, dressed in a black booty short and white camisole. Dark hair strands fell down the side of her, pulling my attention to her flawless skin but I quickly pushed those thoughts to the back of my head.
"Hi Liz" said Preshy leaning in kissing me.
Her lips just brushing mine ever so delicately. That small gesture was enough to pull my mind into a dirty train of thoughts. Fuck! It was taking every ounce of control in me not to reach out, grab her shoulders and pull her towards me, then kiss her so roughly like every breath I took depended on it.
She brought food and we ate the delicious food, Preshy often lick her lips, which caught my eye and sent little impulses to my girl parts. I wanted to dive in and get lost in her flickering, wet—looking lips.
After dinner we opened the second bottle of wine and settled into Dirty Dancing. We enjoyed ourselves, laughter and quite a few tears.
Preshy leaned in and moved my hair away from my tear soaked face. She used a napkin and dried my tears her face just inches away from mine.
My mind leaped and I know what she wanted to do.
'She going to kiss me? And I want her to kiss me?' I was lost and captivated by her.
She moved closer to me and I wanted her to take me. The dance of anticipation was in full swing.
'You have very beautiful eyes.' she said as she placed her hand on my leg. 'It's nice to be with you alone tonight.'
I could feel the blood running through my body taking wanting feeling with it.
I now wanted her to kiss me, to feel her soft lips on mine. I wanted her to dive in and immerse herself in me. To take me to places I had never been.
Preshy stood up
'Another drink?' she asked.
I was delighted and disappointed at the same time.
'Yes. Yes please.'
She walked into the kitchen and topped up our glasses. It gave me time to breathe. To think. 'Are we going to do this? Because I really want to do these, have really miss Preshy a lot.
Preshy returned to the lounge and handed me my wine glass. I put it on the table next to me. Preshy took a big drink of hers.
'So where were we?' smiled Preshy. 'Ah yes. I was about to kiss you.'
Again I froze in fright. My heart almost stopped as she leaned in and kissed my lips. So soft, so tender, her tongue danced inside my mouth and her lips wandered around mine. Her hand cupped my cheek as we went.
She released my face and sat back. Looking straight into my eyes. I was lost, captivated. I was hers
'Are you ok?' she asked? Her voice was soft and tender.
I managed a nod.
'More' is all I uttered.
She slid off the lounge kneeling between my legs. I sat up. Her lips found mine once again. This time much firmer, but still silky soft. She kissed and our tongues danced to their own beat.
Her hands found my breasts and softly squeezed then her hand slid up under my sweatshirt taking my breasts out of my bra.
Her fingers worked my nipples to attention. Softer than any man had ever touched me. She made me crave her touch more and more with every passing second. Her kiss found its way to my neck then back to my mouth again.
I wanted her so much. She stopped, slid off my top and loosened my bra and let it fall to the floor. Preshy stood and started to undo her dress button. I wanted to jump up and rip it off but I sat still like a good girl.
Once undone she let it fall off revealing a black set of suspenders garter belt and matching bra and undies set. She looked good enough to eat. I could see why she was popular with the guys — she was so fucking sexy.
I slipped off my sweat pants ashamed by the plain undies I was wearing. Preshy ripped them off and tossed them on the floor as she laid me back on the sofa.
She slowly started to kiss me paying attention to every corner and split of my body, exploring me, finding new erogenous sectors that I have never before encountered with my many dates with the male race.
I was almost cumming before she had even reached my nipples. Her kiss wandered from my mouth to my ears and neck then down to my chest and had my body wanting more. Once her lips enclosed around my nipple I screamed in pure delight.
This only encouraged her more as her free hand wandered down and found my pleasure spot.
Her two fingers ran the length of my already soaking hole, slightly opening me and directly impacting on my bud. She drew, kissed and played with me until the pleasure was too much and I cum strong and loud.
As I cum her two fingers slipped inside me and she finger fucked me, working my G—spot until the wave of pleasure had diminished.
She looked at me and stood up offering her hand. I stood without hesitation and followed her into her bedroom.