Reaching for Climax

"Meet me in 30," he whispered.  

Click. The phone call ends.  

Just as quick as the call ended, she felt her body temperature rise, thinking of their next encounter. Dark sensual thoughts raced through her head while she drove to meet him.

Just keep driving, she thinks to herself. I'm sure he just wants to talk about this project.  Her nipples hardened against her silk dress.

"It's only happened once, it won't happen again. We're just friends talking about work," she says out loud, hoping that would make it true. During her drive, their last meeting replayed in her mind.

The smell of him.  His tongue on her neck.  Fingers inside her. Her knees on the cold floor. A hand guiding her head.

She shakes her entire body to rid of her thoughts. "OK... Almost there," she mutters to herself. She bites her lip, nervous, not knowing what to expect when she arrives at his place.  

Her thoughts continue to race.  I really shouldn't be so nervous. We're friends, we work together. We fucked once. It's fine. We're just working on a project together and things got tense. He's just inviting me over to talk about the project...

Finally, she arrived at his place. She parked, walked towards the building, and rang his unit number. "Come up!" he says through the intercom.  

"Knock, knock... hi..." she says nervously.

"Come in, it's so good to see you again," he says. "Here, you can put your stuff down here." As she sets up her laptop, she couldn't help but notice his eyes take in her entire body. She reaches down to plug in the cord and before she realizes, the hard length of his cock presses against her. She turns around, startled and aroused.

"Do you feel it?" he asks.

"mmhmm..." she mumbles.

"Is this what you wanted?"

"Maybe."

He smashes his lips against hers, both inhaling each other and bodies pressed against each other.  The feel of the grip of his hands on her neck, sliding off her dress, pinching her nipples... Her hand on the back of his head touching his right ear, undoing his pants, slowly pumping his hard erection... Their bodies warm and sticky against each other.

"I've fantasized about this moment over and over again. When I saw you in the office last week, this was all I could think about. Your lips feel so fucking good."

"I want you inside me so bad. I'm so wet," she moans. She reaches down and slides a finger inside herself.

She slowly pulls it out, "Is this wet enough for you?" 

He tastes her finger. "You should do that again," he demands.

"Okay, watch me or help me?" she asks as she pulls him into his bedroom. With her hand still slowly pumping his cock, she kisses his ear, moves to his neck, then lowers herself down on her knees.  

She glances up at him, as if seeking his permission. He tilts his pelvis towards her mouth, motioning for her to swallow his erection. She slowly parts her lips, tilts her head, her hair falling to the right, and starts kisses the shaft of his cock, starting from the base to the tip, leaving his cock wet with her saliva.  

She looks up at him, "How does that feel?" She continues to slowly sucking, licking and kissing his full erection while he gently presses the back of her head with his hand. Pre-cum pearls at the tip of his cock and she slicks her fingers through it then moves in a circular motion around the head.

"It tastes like you like what I'm doing," she suggests, "but I don't want to drain you too fast. I can't get enough of your cock."

He lets out a moan and that motivates her to swallow his erection down the back of her throat again.

She looks up again to see him staring at her head moving back and forth, his cock moving in and out of her mouth, deep in her throat. She pauses for a moment, pops his cock out of her mouth, stands up, and playfully flops onto his bed.  

"Come here and watch," she motions for him to join her on the bed.   

She shuffles her body up to the head of the bed. He leans over her, his long erection teasing her already wet pussy. She reaches her fingers down and slides her third and fourth fingers inside herself. He spreads her legs apart with his knees. With her knees spread wide, he glances down to see her plump lips wet and ready for his cock.  

"Fuck, I really want you inside me right now," she breathes. She loved watching him like this - he draws her in like planets around the sun.

He gives her his full attention and smiles at her.

"This is my favourite smile of yours," she says, her head light and euphoric from his touch.

"You have a favourite smile of mine?" he asks. He has always been intrigued by her.  

"You have lots of smiles - flirty ones, mischievious ones; but this one is by far my favourite - your secret smile."

Her fingers cascade down his chest, one inch at a time closer to his hips. The scent of their bodies and desire fills the room. He's ready to fuck her once she gives the go-ahead.  

With him kneeling, his cock at the entrance of her pussy, she inserts a finger inside herself again and lets out a soft moan. With that wet finger, she gently moves her finger in small circular motions over her clit. Within a minute, he can see that her pussy is even more lubricated than before and he can barely control himself.  

"Close your eyes and tell me what it feels like," she instructs.  She wraps her hand around his cock and moves it to the entrance of her pussy. "Keep your eyes close."

He can feel the tip of his erection being pushed into a soft entrance, filled with a silky liquid.  "It feels like I could slide right in and it would make a sloshing-sound - that's how wet it feels. I'm get so fucking hard when youre wet for me."

Between two motions of her finger still gently circling her clit and sliding the tip of his cock inside her, she can feel her body pulsating and ready to reach her first climax. He adds a second finger and helps guide her hips, up and down. Not once has his erection penetrated her yet. Only their fingers moving in and out of her.  

"I'm almost there," she gasps, "More." Their pace increases until he feels a rush a warmth pour onto his cock.  

"Graysen!" she cries out loud as her body releases a wave of pleasure, muscles contracting around his fingers.  

His lips are soft as she touches them with her fingers.

"Now it's your turn," she playfully says as she straddles him.