A surprise to excite

I was driving absentmindedly. My mind raced as I thought of the possibilities. My fiend had asked to see her tonight. More importantly, she had asked to see me and had told me to dress suave and sexy. It was that that had my mind soaring to places that were everywhere but on the road in front of me.

I remembered the last time she had made a request. We were going to go to a party and she wanted to wear a dress with a g-string underneath. When she arrived at my house, I understood why. Almost immediately, she had swooped upon me like a bird of prey, kissing me passionately and wantonly. I had been surprised and very turned on as the desire grew and she had started to tease me with her hands. I had been in an almost dream-like trance as I slowly turned her around, hiked up her skirt and started rubbing my hard bulge against her still g-strung arse. As I devoured her neck, she reached between us to feel my cock that we both knew that she desired.

I whispered in her ear, "Take it out."

She fumbled for my zip, too turned on to question me. In an instant, she felt the searing heat that comes from that first skin-to-skin contact of the evening.

She moaned softly, "Yessss."

And then the contact was gone and my lips on her neck were gone. I guided her down, slightly crooked over the arm of the sofa. She gasped slightly as she felt my hands toying with the g-string on her arse. She gasped again as she felt it being pulled aside and my hard cock sliding along her outer lips, teasing momentarily, spreading the wetness that was now evident there. She hissed slightly as....

******

Damn, she was at hers already. My reminiscing had led me km’s away from where I was now and I was still no closer to knowing what had prompted her request. And, now I was hard with anticipation of another such night. As an afterthought, I gently ran my fingers along my crotch; she will like this as well. Practically trembling with excitement, I got out of the car and walked to the door.

She answered the door smiling, offering a glass of wine as I walked in. I took my jacket into the back and she told me to make myself comfortable. I noticed that soft relaxed type music was playing and a myriad of candles were lit throughout the living and dining room.

'She certainly never misses a thing,' I thought.

She walked back into the room carrying a glass of wine and another bottle. She was still dressed from work, wearing a nice tight business skirt and a tightly fitted top. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with mirth and I noticed that they were stark blue, a contrast to the normal mixed blue-green-grey color that would normally greet you.

I sat down on the couch and asked how her day had gone. She replied and we launched into conversation, She occasionally stooped over to refill my glass. A few different times she was close enough to kiss me, but, each time, she merely leaned back on the couch and resumed talking with a casual aloofness that she seemed to have perfected.

'Damn,' I thought, 'what is she about? She has to want me and know that I want her.'

My inner thighs had begun to tighten slightly somewhere through the conversation. She had just asked me a question but I had been too preoccupied thinking of the slight twitch that was beginning to form in my pants.

"No, you didn't tell me that before," I murmured, blushing slightly as I to answer.

The conversation pressed on, she engaged me by asking me about my holiday plans. And more time passed and more wine flowed. She excused herself to go to the bathroom and stood up, taking care to be extra sensual as she walked to the bathroom. It worked - she could feel my eyes devouring her arse as she walked away.

She closed the door. 'God I am horny,' I thought as she finished up. Unable to help myself I briefly touched the outside of the bulge that had formed in my pants. A slight sigh escaped. Maybe I have enough time...

****** How much have I had to drink? I wondered as I began to notice that it was a bit warm inside. This thought was interrupted by the realization that she was back sitting next to me.

Yes, finally.

I leaned in and caught her lips with mine, I could not help but feel the passion as her tongue lightly caressed mine. It was urgent but not aggressive. She could feel the hard cock that she had been eyeing in my pants brush against her stomach as my arms pulled her close. Wordlessly, I broke the kiss, grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom. Upon entering I noticed candles lit all around the room.

With a light touch, I maneuvered her to the bed, pushing her back, climbing on top of her and kissing her with more fervor. Entranced in my kiss she failed to notice that I now had her pinned to the bed and was slowly removing her top. She didn't resist - she wanted to be taken, needed to be taken. I reached behind her and slowly undid her bra revealing her breasts. I stopped long enough to briefly flick my tongue across a nipple and then grabbed her arms again, insistently. Then, before recognition set in, I tied one arm to the bedpost and was already moving to the other.

"What are you..." she started before my "shh" quieted her.

She was now spread and tied to the bed, helpless. I smiled at Susan briefly, sensually and stroked her hair.

I felt her pussy moisten again knowing that it was finally going to get the attention it needed.

My tongue was again back taunting her nipples. As my tongue encircled each one, I lightly nibbled. She felt her skirt rustle and realized that my hands were busy tracing circles on her upper thighs. She moaned as I traced a path with my tongue down her stomach while slowly unzipping her skirt and pulling it off of her.

"Oh God," she exclaimed.

My hand had now found the point where the tiny g-string fastened to the thigh. She moaned audibly as my finger slid past that barrier and lightly brushed against her pussy. And then my finger was inside her. She gasped at the intrusion that she had waited hours for. Just as quickly, she must have felt emptiness as I pulled it out.

"Taste yourself," she heard as she felt my finger seek the entrance to her mouth.

Her tongue eagerly darted out and tasted her sweet juices. Another slight moan escaped her as she started to suck the finger like she wanted to suck my cock.

As my finger slowly eased out of the reach of her sucking mouth and tongue she heard me say, "I will be right back love."

And then I was gone, at least she thought. She had heard me - or had she - walk away. Through the blindfold over her eyes she could not see a thing except a faint glow and the distant sound of the music.

"Good to see that you didn't go anywhere hun," and she must have felt pressure on the bed with me kneeling near her legs.

And then she definitely felt it, a slow light licking on her inner thigh. Another slight gasp cleared her throat and her legs spread somewhat of their own accord. My tongue slipped lazily up her thigh as lips began to suck gently on their course toward her now soaking pussy.

"Do you want me to lick your pussy?" I asked as she felt her g-string being pulled down.

"Please," she pleaded.

And then my tongue was on her, licking her outer lips, sucking her clit while fingers played at the entrance to her pussy. Her hips bucked a bit trying to get the finger in her pussy. She was so turned on from her long wait that she wanted anything in her, anything to help her come, I thought to myself. Her hopes were quickly rewarded as my tongue slid into her pussy. She began to come, pleading for my cock, begging to be fucked.

"Please. I want your cock. Don't tease me. Fuck me."

"Not yet hun," I answered but my voice was closer this time.

It was then that she felt the heat of my body near her head and a hand turning it slightly. She felt my cock brush her lips and she opened them hungrily.

As her mouth engulfed my cock, she realized that someone was still licking her pussy and fingering her, teasing her pussy. Someone else was here, she would have then realised, as the thoughts of what I had arranged began to make me moan too.