The decorator

I want to be his,

His passion is overwhelming, I am totally engrossed into pleasuring him . I work my tongue up the side of his face, I kiss his ear lobe . Nibbling at it, tasting more of him. He is enjoying this , he moans with every action I am doing. He’s in the place to enjoy and this bitch is going to achieve it, make him happy , too want more. Our mouths touch again and the deep snogging continues. This is what I want too, unrelenting intense contact, the foreplay that we all need before the main event. But! This is the main event. All of it , the sheer excitement is like nothing I have experienced before. Fuck! This man is hot. I work down his body , his nipples proud through the skimpy t-shirt. I kiss and then nibble this sensual part. He says stop, but I know he doesn’t want me too. He grabs the back of my head pushing it into his chest. I bite the nipple. He shrieks. I was stunned for one second , thinking I had gone too far. No I hadn’t , he wants more , grabbing my head once more he pushes me to his other tit. Again I work my magic. He groans with pleasure, he is loving it, I can’t bear it any longer , I need his flesh. I slowly lift the T-shirt. As his arms lift to take it off ,I put my face into his armpit, take in his scent. Wow! Just beautiful, I lick the sweat from the pit . Tasting this man is delightful, orgasmic even. The T falls to the floor, I quickly go to the other armpit, bury my mouth into it. Smelling him , tasting him. Devouring him. This is bliss, Nirvana. . I ask him, are you ok? It’s too much?

Fuk no he says this is what I want, I’ve wanted you for sometime..

With this he removes my top and takes in my body. He gives me the cheeky grin that I have so much enjoyed in the past. I held him tight, he squeezed me with all his might. almost like he never wanted too let me go.

Then, he said , I have to go!

WHAT! I thought. No you cannot go, leave me at this critical time, just before I get you naked.

I’m sorry, he said. Please forgive me. I will make it up too you. I promise.

With that he unlocked the door and fled, putting his t-shirt on as he went.

Deflated is not the word, still with raging hard on. Sweaty and the smell of Andrew on me. For fucks sake, I could still taste him on my tongue.

Your mind works to complete over thinking, why? has he a wife. a BF?. Bugger only knows! What the fuck do I do now....

.When your horny, the internet is like Pandora’s box.....and sometimes we need to open it and peer inside. The offer of a quick fuck or suck. You never know what you are going to get. Freaks are plenty, weirdos too. But we take are chance like the rest. Just maybe, who am I kidding. It’s a cum and go. Everyone looking for the next trick. Someone better. I join the herd ......

To be continued..