Going out for Munchies

I sigh, my mind is filled with thoughts of ... later and possibilities. Rivulets of water run down my body, pooling onto the shower floor. I stare at the drips leaving my breasts and snap out of it reaching for a towel noticing my nipples are hard as rocks.

Stepping in front of the mirror I wrap my hair in preparation for getting ready to meet this man whom I have been chatting to now for months, having meet on an internet site, ... face timing, texting and chatting about day to day matters. But most intimate, carnal and devious workings of our inner minds. Instantly at the thought of him, my breasts burn and tingle and become erect and a slow heat I recognise begins to bloom below. I can't help but take my hand and apply a little pressure and rub around my still warm moist mound to feel a warm glow.

Snapping out of the pensée profonde I busied myself to getting ready. Applying perfume to my trigger spots to lure a hungry mouth, nose, stubble and tongue to them, just a hint of makeup should draw his eyes to my eyes but will not smudge away if mine are crushed together in pleasure or pain. Then finally, what to wear?

Riffling through my lingerie collection I had indecision. Should I play, good girl, bad girl. Naughty girl? We had discussed this many times in our conversations. I had all my moods, games, devices and collections arranged before me which again triggered my body. I knew what my carnal desires wanted but my mind was holding me back. I wanted this man not just one time. I wanted him for fun and games big time. How could I capture him to use? I had an agenda.

Carefully selecting out a one piece crotchless white lace delicate french body suit, I overlaid that with a floral feminine sun dress with white sandals which offset my suntan. Decision made. Good girl now but bad girl could come out to play later. Won't bother taking any toys. Teeth and nails and great toys with the right imaginations raking and nipping in the right places.

Grabbing my keys I make the short drive to the restaurant which thankfully takes my mind off the warm glow that was nagging between my legs. Grabbing the perfect park right outside adding to my high. Quickly checking my face, adding a little lip gloss and a quick flip of my hair I felt confident and left the car to excitedly meet this man. Will he be there? Will he chicken out? Will he blow me off? Will he be a scammer? We shall see! Have the last few weeks and months been a dream, my delusion? About to find out! Excitement builds again within as I eagerly open the door of the restaurant alone.

Suddenly from behind I felt a looming and masculine presence step up closely, quickly and confidently wrapping one hand around my waist and his familiar warm voice come close to my ear and neck, a warm honey voice thrum "Hi Beautiful, apologies for not grabbing the door. You look stunning". I turn, looking into eyes I had only seen on a screen. Enveloped in his scent.

Everything began to pebble. The hairs on my arms stood on end. My nipples instantly became so erect they almost hurt! I don't believe this man has snatched control from me. I needed to claw it back as I looked into his eyes.

I pivoted around and smiled at him hoping that "devour" was not written upon my face, and leaned in for our first kiss which was upon his lips. I was wholly conscious this was within the doorway of a public place. Within full view for all to see. Thank Gods this was evening no children!

He looked down at me with knowing twinkling eyes, a smile upon his lips, pressing to his body quickly but seductively for what seems like minutes to steal that kiss. His lips soft needingly. Pulling me in then releasing me to step away if I wanted to flee.

Oh but I didn't. I could feel his chest, the hand that was pulling me tight, I could smell his odour which was delicious, but not only that, I could feel something else. And that was hard!

He continued to guide me to the bar area keeping that hand on my lower back.

We had a couple of cocktails, adding to my buzz, allowing some of the tension to release. Relaxing into comfortable chairs in a secluded, lowly illuminated nook of the bar allowing for some light fondling and leg stroking.

I excused myself to go to the ladies. My man said he needed to go to escort me so we put a "reserve" card on the table. On exiting the ladies I am suddenly tugged into a small butler's cupboard with that hard body pressed up against me. His yummy masculine odour invading my senses. What is happening to my brain? I am running this show!

He dropped to his knees. Running his hands up the inside of my legs and thighs, pushing my legs apart, instantly turning all my senses to fire. My light dress pushed up exposing the light white crotchless lingerie my mound bulges out. I bite my lip as I can't hide how wet it is.

He lifts my leg and foot so it's pressed and secure against the opposing wall exposing the whole of my open wet and waiting pleasure tunnel. Completely exposed and inviting. Waiting.

His eyes looked up to me before his tongue and face eagerly lift to please that carnal, animalistic, pleasure desire that has been building within me now a couple of months.

His hands are firmly grasped behind my arse to give his probing tongue access to my juices and hole so I had to push with my legs against the wall but the pleasure started to make my legs weak.

Tongue flipping backwards and forwards hungrily eating my pussy intently whilst I grab his hair now pulling him in closer now commences that burn that started that spread from that sweet spot button, the glow that once started envelops and grows burns. He was sucking and lapping that button. He lapped up the juice he now had running from me as I was quivering with knees shaking.

I rested my head against the wall and pushed his head away from me, pushing my dress down. I wanted his mouth on mine so I could taste me in his mouth.

He stood up and pressed his now hard.... body against me. Almost crushing me to the wall. Engaging me in a passionate salty sweet kiss.

I think about taking back control.... I had received my release....

End part one.