Picture from pexels He looked up from his book as she entered the cafe. Pretty yet somehow disturbing, she was hard to focus on until she looked directly at him. Then her beauty shone through and she moved towards him. "May I take this seat?" she said looking into his brown eyes that sparkled in a face that had seen many summers yet wasn't that of an old man. "You may" he replied as their eye contact continued in the way that only beings with unshakeable self belief can sustain.
The dregs of their coffees cooled while they probed, teased and flattered one another. "Follow" she said at last rising gracefully and turning away from him and finally he lost focus on her but follow her nevertheless. Her rooms were nearby on a busy street but as they entered silence fell and while the day outside was bright the room was dark. He moved to kiss her but she stepped away and slowly began to unbutton her dress. She allowed it to fall to the floor revealing a body with just enough flesh to hint at the pleasure that might come from exploring it. Her fine undergarments joined her dress and she stood naked except for her shoes that enabled her look directly into his eyes. As she had undressed he had momentarily glimpsed hints of gossamer around her but as she moved towards him saw only the beauty of her face with the slightest hint of a smile playing on it as she began to undress him. As her hands began to touch his flesh he felt his own face break into a smile. No words were spoken as they stood, now both naked, in the dim light that penetrated the thick nets on the flat's windows. Breaking eye contact she knelt and took his cock in her hands gently pushing the foreskin back before taking it into her mouth. He felt it harden and he brushed her long hair back before placing his hands on her head. He raised it just enough for eye contact to be resumed before pushing deeper until he felt his cock begin to enter her throat. She didn't gag even as he pushed harder but he pulled back to allow her tongue to circle his glans and probe his urethra once more. But as his cock began to leak pre-ejaculate she went rigid and pulled away. He helped her rise and once again they stood facing each other. "I know what you are" she said. He placed his right hand on her belly and slowly moved it towards her vagina while his left hand stroked her back. As his fingers parted her lips and found them slick with her own secretions she simultaneously moved closer and raised her head "I offer you my throat" she whispered. His finger pushed deep into her and his lips brushed her throat. He allowed his teeth to touch the soft flesh and applied just enough pressure for an incisor to pierce the flesh. He used his tongue to catch the blood that began to flow from the puncture wound and now he too went rigid and pulled away. "And now I know what you are." he said as he took her hand and led her to the bed. She rolled a condom over his penis and straddled him. After an endless period of exploring, thrusting and penetrating each other but never kissing they both finally came. As they lay in the darkness holding each other hours passed but the only words spoken were "I thought I was the last one".
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16/11/2021 20:54:44
I love that little twist at the end of this sexy story :)
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