Allow Me  

docdirk 47M
5418 posts
1/1/2006 2:18 am

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Allow Me


Business casual was not her usual attire. However, as with most other things, she had a way of pulling it off with ease.

Burgundy blouse. Jet black knee-length skirt. Panty hose that had already been shed for the sake of comfort and relaxation. Her curve-of-the-back length sable hair ‒ once constrained in tight shackles ‒ had been released from its confines and now flowed as freely as any rain-soaked river. Friday night had arrived, taking with it the demands of white-collar deadlines and every inhibition with which she waged war five days per week.

We had retired from the dining room to the sofa, bringing with us our refreshed glasses of Shiraz and a satiated feeling of the well fed. There was, however, a hunger that still burned. Certainly in me. But within her as well, or so I had hoped.

“Stand up,” I said, surprising myself with the unexpected utterance.
“Excuse me?” she replied.
“Please?” I quickly added, offering my brightest puppy-dog eyes.

With a pronounced sigh, she eventually did as I asked, handing me her half-consumed glass of wine.

“OK, I’m standing. Now what?”

I placed our glasses on the coffee table and lit the blackberry scented candle next to them. Shutting off the overhead light, I gently grabbed her by the shoulders and guided her to the center of the room.

“Whatever you do,” I advised, “don’t move. Let me do that for you.”
“Don’t move you say?” She queried with a wry smile.
“Shhh,” I responded, placing my index finger against her sapphire lips.

I saw that she was game for whatever fantasy my mind was about to exercise. Even I wasn’t sure of where this was going. I only knew that I was intoxicated by her uncompromising beauty, and that I needed to demonstrate my appreciation for it.

My finger lingered momentarily on her lips, and then began tracing downward across her chin and the nape of her neck. It stopped at the second button of her blouse, which was as far as she had allowed my wanting stare to linger before now. From there, I shuffled my touch over to her right shoulder and down her arm, eventually reaching her wrist. I unbuttoned her sleeve and loosened its confining grip. I retraced my steps and made my way down her left arm where I again unfastened the sleeve. Once both arms were loose, I pulled the tail of her shirt from within her skirt.

I moved behind her and paused momentarily to catch her scent. I breathed in deeply behind both of her ears, exhaling ever so gently on the back of her neck. Reaching around, I began to unbutton her blouse from behind. One button. Two. Three. Eventually her blouse was completely unfastened and guided gently to the floor. I turned my fingers to her exposed back, tracing her skin ever so gently with my nails, taunting goosebumps to rise from my touch. I made certain to tease her sides where I knew she was slightly ticklish. I could feel her tighten under my wandering touch, not wanting to give in to an embarrassing giggle.

I maneuvered back to her front and caught her stare in my eyes. Without a sound, I dropped to my knees and placed my hands on her ankles. One after the next, I removed her shoes from her overworked feet, taking a second to caress her aching soles. Once she was rendered shoeless, my hands began to work in unison, trekking up her calves and the back of her knees until reaching the hem of her skirt. Looking up into her eyes once again, I continued to explore, reaching under her skirt, up her thighs and eventually to her toned ass. Her silk panties were like glass under my touch, begging me to linger and tease.

Slowly I made my way back down, taking her skirt with me, until it too fell to the floor. The blackberry candle cast the most wonderful shadows upon her flawless skin. From my crouch, I was nearly overwhelmed by the heavenly sights just overhead. The soft angles of her breasts, the inviting mound beneath her pink panties, the never-ending curves across her hips and back.

I felt my lips part as I began kissing the inner thigh of her right leg. Slowly I began to work upwards until reaching the band of her panties. I ached to continue northward, as did she, but I redirected my route back down her left leg instead. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy as I passed by. But that could wait. We had all night.

Rising to my feet, I allowed my hands to explore the cups of her bra. Working inward from her sides, I eagerly massaged her breasts until her erect nipples were unmistakably felt through the material. I started to make slow circles around them, caressing them, daring them to rise further. Once they were as pert as possible, I leaned forward and teased them with my mouth and tongue. I could practically taste her through the bra.

Taking a step to the side, I worked my way behind her once again; where I slowly eased the bra strap down each of her shoulders as far they would stretch. Once they would lower no more, I unhooked the garment from her and watched it plummet to the carpet. My hands worked from behind, reaching under her arms, clasping around her exposed breasts. Her nipples had somehow become even harder as I teased them between my thumb and forefingers. Pulling back, I took a moment to lick my fingers, and then resumed the now moistened nipple tease.

Dropping to my knees again, I allowed my tongue to follow along her spine, until reaching the waistband of her silken undergarment. I fought the urge to rip them from her, which is what every fiber of my being craved to do. Instead, I reached around her hips and tenderly massaged her pussy through the soft fabric. In no time, the material became moist from her own sweet nectar. It was then that I allowed my prying fingers to slip inside, touching her warm, wet lips. I could feel her body tense as my fingers teased, toyed and caressed her most prized treasure. An audible gasp broke from her lips as my fingers entered her, one, then two, then three. Her juices ran down the back of my hand like lava from a newly erupted volcano.

After a moment or two, I eased her panties down her legs. Staying on my knees, I repositioned myself to her front once again. With both hands, I tenderly spread the lips of her pleasure-engorged vagina and began to invoke the use of my tongue. Tracing the outer folds, making my way inside, flicking at her clit with the tip, tasting the ambrosia from within. Reaching behind, I grabbed her bare ass with both hands and pulled her tightly into my face. My hardened tongue plunged deeper and deeper inside. Alternating between stiff thrusts and gentle kneading; I lingered between her shapely legs until finally, wonderfully, her body tightened like high tension wire. Grabbing the back of my head, she held me firmly in place as the rush of ecstasy surged from her painted toes to her clouded head. My face was flush with her luscious flow.

After a moment to allow her to catch her breath, I eventually rose to meet her. Unzipping my pants, I guided her hand to my now throbbing cock.

“Your turn,” I exclaimed.
“Is that so?” she teased.


Ah, Its you again, Your Angel Feathers and your Blood Stains...


duststormdiva 51F
6854 posts
1/1/2006 10:56 am

DAMN! That was hot!

DustStormDiva


docdirk 47M

1/1/2006 3:42 pm

Funny, I was about to say the same thing about you!

Ah, Its you again, Your Angel Feathers and your Blood Stains...


tillerbabe 55F

1/2/2006 2:00 am

TOO HOT!


SilkenKiera 37F  

1/2/2006 12:18 pm

Ohhhhhhh! That was HOT! MORE MORE MORE!


silkysmoothlegs3 105F

1/2/2006 5:28 pm

mmmmmmmmmmm

hot hot

pleased drop those jeans too

giggles


docdirk 47M

1/2/2006 8:33 pm

This post was just a pathetic, transparent attempt at getting all of the hottest, sweetest, smartest, most creative women in Blogsville to drop by.

Hmmm, looks like it's working! LOL

Thank you all for your kindness.

Ah, Its you again, Your Angel Feathers and your Blood Stains...


docdirk 47M

1/4/2006 4:27 pm

I wanter to finish, mzhunyhole, but at that point, I needed a cigarette and about 8 hours of sleep! LOL

Ah, Its you again, Your Angel Feathers and your Blood Stains...


rm_SusieQ27 46F
2093 posts
4/25/2007 6:13 pm

mmm...most enjoyable...

Pray, let me return the favour, kind sir...

Luv n stuff, Susie...


docdirk replies on 4/26/2007 5:45 pm:
At your leisure, my lady....

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