Don't Moan, They'll Hear

I should really be working and not lurking again at Elise's profile. I don't want a second hook-up or anything, but there was some funny stuff going on her page... Usually there's this untouchable air about her, but just now her friends were mocking her about some place called ER... It didn't take long, though, for her to wittily join the jokery and come back on top. Anyway, I was left with the impression that she was a bit too familiar with the place. I'm just curious, context was hard to decipher.

One of her friends posted the Japanese letters いただきます and it got me intrigued, specially because no one there seemed Japanese to me. So I googled it - 'Itadakimasu', a form of Japanese thanks before a meal. ER should be acronym for something, but Google didn't help with that. So I let it go and return to scrolling. But it's not as interesting...

Two weeks later I'm downtown, walking out of a client's office and I pass by a beautiful Japanese restaurant named 'Edo River'. It reminded me of the ER thing... Probably just a coincidence, but it's Japanese and meal related, isn't it? Why not take a look inside?

It's mid-afternoon and I walk in. A gorgeous Japanese place, neatly arranged with warm wood walls, pillars, floor and ceiling. It's large and there are long low tables with seats comfortably close to the floor, such an inviting Asian style. There are only a few people having lunch at this hour and I look around, checking customers and staff... No one familiar.

So I leave and get in the Uber car, thinking "Would it be too much if I checked it again at actual dinner and lunch times?" Of course it would. Anyway, I think of Kevin's fondness for Japanese food, I could ask him out for dinner tonight...

Back in the office, Kevin says he doesn't know the place. Google tells me it's trending right now, specially at night, so I said "Google says it's good." My sudden interest in Japanese food might also have contributed to his adhesion and we decide to leave the office late today, heading straight for the Edo River.

It does look like a trendy place at night, with a high-class flow at the entrance, many business men in suit and tie and elegant women, but we also seem properly dressed with our open-collar suits. Inside, it looks somewhat different from earlier: What was one big hall during the day is now subdivided into two distinct spaces, although with no dividing walls.

The first space looks the same. Same tables, only now they're full with well-dressed customers and neatly served with sushis, sashimis, jingisukans, ramens and other appetizing Japanese dishes.

The second space is further back, but the tables look shorter and higher, like normal tables but without seats. People are serving from them, standing around, partially blocking our view of the table's content, which from a distance seems strangely different from Japanese dishes.

I don't see anyone familiar in the first space. Kevin has no idea of my ulterior motives, but seems just as curious as me about the other space. We keep going and start feeling subtle changes in the vibe... half-smiles on guy's faces, some malicious, some uncomfortable... Then all of a sudden the content of the tables is clear...

Nude women? WTF??

Nyotaimori, the infamous, old-era Japanese body sushi practice... But how on Earth do I unknowingly walk into one? And dragging Kevin with me? I admit I've been curious about this in the past, but it's so elusive... I never actually managed to catch one.

Anyway... On each table, a beautiful lady is laying on her back, nude, with a gorgeous arrangement of sushis, sashimis, gari, etc., harmoniously distributed all over her body, including breasts and genitals. For each item, an elegant green leaf is the only separation between the impeccable female skin and the food. There are a few flowers among the items and the graceful arrangement extends to the table itself, surrounding the woman with flowers, leaves and Japanese food, forming an unexpectedly nice composition.

"Leo, what the fuck, I'm married!"

I feel the urge to hide my face, we're suddenly in a public space with 3 or 4 naked women lying around. "I had no idea of this, I swear!"

"You know I told Cara I was just going to have dinner with you, you prick!"

The shock prevented me from having a good look at the girls themselves. Now that we are rushing out, dodging seats and people towards the exit, the image is slowly sinking in my mind... And there was something about one of the girls.

I stop and turn around to have another look. Yes, she seems smaller and more familiar than the others, but I still can't see her face from here.

"Let's go..." Kevin calls.

"Just a second."

"You bastard!" He seems to give me a few seconds to finish checking the girls, though. "I'm leaving with or without you!" That's his ultimatum.

"Man, it wasn't my intention to put you in this..." I say while trying to remember any petite woman I know with long straight ash hair... Which I don't. Still I'm sure I know those legs, that flawless skin...

... Elise.

I can now focus on Kevin again: "... It wasn't my intention, mate, but I need to check something now... I swear I didn't know about this! You can go home, ok? I'm sorry!"

Kevin rushes out of the place.

I look back towards Elise, adorned with the leaves, flowers and Japanese delicacies, it's indeed artistic as they say. She doesn't look that cocky now, does she... I could never have imagined this.

"What's the chef's choice for today?" I say, approaching by her shoulder.

Elise suddenly opens her eyes, looking straight at me.

"No..." She whispers. Her face shifts from relaxed to worried instantly and her eyes start to frantically check all around us. Elise's face is always expressive... The little pleasures of life.

"Excuse me?" I'm puzzled.

"You're not supposed to be here..." She whispers again, very discretely, still looking all around.

I keep staring at her with my puzzled face.

"We're not supposed to talk." Her tone is always quiet. "And I have a feeling that you'll do something bad."

"What?? No!!!" I bend down, pretending to reach for something fallen on the floor, until my head is leveled with hers. Then smile. "I only intend to do good things to you."

She seems to panic slightly and now her whispering feels more like screaming: "You need to find another restaurant!"

"You know how rare Nyotaimori is?"

"This isn't happening... This isn't happening..." She mutters to herself, closing her eyes again.

This space is less crowded than the other and people seem a bit shy here. Likely intimidated by the nudity, most serve and move on. So I move a bit, stopping to get sashimi from her leg while she follows me with her eyes, always open now.

I go around the table, her eyes tracking me while I discretely take off my smartwatch and detach the straps from it, nobody noticing but her.

I stop by her other side, there are a few different sushis placed along an imaginary line starting on her lower abdomen and ending on her sex, each one on top of a graceful green leaf.

My ring and pinky fingers remain curled around the watch to conceal it, while the others hold the chopsticks and catch the sushi laying over her sweet spot. Before lifting it, however, I drop the watch next to it.

"Don't you DARE..." She suddenly interrupts to take a breath for a scream, when my pinky slides the metal underneath the leaf, placing the it exactly over her sensitivity.

The scream doesn't come out, though.

"Don't bluff. I know you're required to be discreet." I say then start walking out of her field of view.

"Where are you going??" She tries to whisper as loud as she could, looking at the ceiling now with eyes wide open.

I sit at a table back in the first ambient, with a line of sight, to enjoy my dinner, reaching for my phone inside my jacket - what could the app store bring to the table?

'VIBRATION TESTER & ANALYZER' - Sounds appropriate.

'ADJUST INTENSITY, DURATION AND HAPTIC PATTERNS ON YOUR CONNECTED DEVICES!' - Stuff is handy these days...

I should start with a test. Set intensity to 'LOW', hit 'START ANALYSYS'.

Elise suddenly seems wary of her surroundings. A group of people approaches and I turn it off. As soon as they walk away, I turn it back on and she looks around, likely trying to find me.

A waiter comes to replenish the food over her empty leaves, including the sushi over her sex, putting a small weight over the watch now... And her hand closes on a fist. I don't turn it off but her efforts to remain quiet are keeping her safe. So far.

A couple arrives. The girl grabs a sashimi from her breast and the couple looks at each other, giggling for a moment. I flick the intensity up and down before their eyes return to Elise. All is fine. The guy timidly grabs a sushi from her ribs and the couple finally leaves the table.

A more bold group of guys approach, surrounding the table. The leader has no problems going for the pussy sushi. The movement causes her foot to twitch, outside their field of view, but well inside mine. When they all have finished serving, the waiter comes to replenish once again.

When he leaves now I crank the vibration up... Her toes curl and I leave it on for a while, watching as her body twitches discretely. Maybe she's indulging a bit while no one is looking?

"Don't worry, I got you." I say approaching out of her field of view. I finished my plate and need to serve more...

"You'll go to hell for this." She seemed to jump out of her skin for a moment.

I turn it up another notch, looking at her in the eyes and she squints a little. I walk around the table until I arrive at the new pussy sushi but now, instead of just lifting it, I slightly press it down on the vibrating watch. She instantly locks her knees and elbows, closing her fists.

"Almost forgot how sensitive you are."

I hold it for a while, staying still seems to require all her efforts now and she bravely resists. "But can you cum without moaning? I've been very curious." A soon as I ask, she starts panting and I finally lift the sushi, bringing it to my mouth. Only Elise could have a facial expression that's relieved and frustrated at the same time.

I call the waiter and ask him to replenish her special sushi again. After he leaves, I turn back to her: "Let's end your angst and answer my question."

"Have you lost your mind??" She seems suddenly desperate, but I don't reply.

"The food..." She insists, making a discreet gesture with both hands on the sides of her body, index fingers briefly pointing down to the items below her crotch. I'm still ignoring. "... You forgot I'm a squirter??!!"

"Are you worried about customers..." I stop to think about the most appropriate word "... Hum... Ingesting you? Don't worry, I'm not sharing you with them tonight." She briefly twitches again.

The watch is still vibrating and she's managing to keep herself still while breathing faster, curling her toes, opening and closing her hands repeatedly.

I look around - it's busy. No one at our table right now but people come and go all the time. Bending down unnoticed, to finish her off right here, would be a tall order. On the other hand, what kind of a gentleman would make her finish on a smartwatch? I'm in a difficult situation.

So I've noticed earlier two doors in the back: one was the kitchen, the other seemed like a maintenance area or something. So I temporarily turn the watch off, giving her some rest while I go check that.

The door leads to a hallway with a few more doors, one is labeled 'Utility Room' and that's where I find the breaker panel. I have no idea which breaker breaks what, so I place each finger on a random breaker and switch ten of them off at once. This should be good enough.

Back to the saloon, the areas near the entrance as well as a few others on the first and second ambients are dark, but unfortunately Elise's spot is still illuminated... Nevertheless there's some chaos going on and, for now, little attention is being paid to the body sushi girls.

No time to waste now. I turn the vibrations back on and quickly return to the Nyotaimori area, where Elise suspiciously glances at me.

"The dimmed lights feel cozier?" I say placing my hand on the sushi, making a tiny bit of pressure again.

"FUCK..." She accidently lets it slip in a louder tone, but quickly returns to a more self-collected posture.

Moving the sushi in subtle circles, I bend to catch a small gyoza in my mouth and go chewing and breathing close to her skin till I get to her sex. "So pristine, just out of shower..."

She stays impassive, denying me the pleasure...

I uncover her sweet spot and she turns her palms down, trying to grip the mattress, but there's only a beautiful Japanese tablecloth over the wooden table. How pleasing to find that now she sports a tiny patch of light-pink dyed mohicana style pubic hair above her cute and outgoing clit and her colorful butterfly labia. My tongue kindly pushes the watch aside, replacing the metal vibration with warm, wet, organic movement. Then I give her clit a gentle suction, just to pull a tad more blood in.

Her expression changes from serious to tense as she feels the end is coming. I press and keep moving the middle, more fleshy part of my tongue against her clit, while penetrating with my fingers. She twists her body in a torturing effort to not give in, arching her back away and back to the table repeatedly.

"Give it to me." My tone is a bit imperative now that I see two guys in the back enter the maintenance door I was just in. I'm using the best I got, my best tongue and hand action.

"mmmmmmmmmmmMMPPHHHH!!" The muffled sound from her closed mouth was the last sign of resistance. She locks her limbs straight, trying to not draw attention, turns her head sideways, eyes shut, biting lips not to emit sounds, though I can still hear the muffled breathing... And, after a couple of seconds, her body finally trembles.

As she moves and moans in a restrained and muted way, I receive the first jets in my tongue, but let the rest shoot in the air and fall back down, on the table and on her leg, drenching a few futomakis and sashimis in clear, transparent, basically invisible sauce.

"I think I'll call it magic sauce." I get up, chewing one of them.

She refrains from responding. Electricity is being restored just as she's losing hers...

I put the watch away in my pocket and cover her sweet spot back with the leaf. When I place the sushi back on top of it, she flickers one last time and returns to her Nyotaimori position - relaxed face, eyes closed. The table arrangement is undisturbed, except for the new invisible condiment.

Two men approach while I'm eating and one of them just takes a flavored futomaki. "The cuisine here hits the right spot." I comment.

"You said you wouldn't..." Elise quietly whispers towards me with a faint and breathy voice.

He takes a bite and does an enthusiastic chef's kiss in the air, walking away, while Elise watches in disbelief.

"You fucking dog..." She sounds defeated, turning her head away to the other side.

"Never understood why I could never get a job as a cook..." I sigh.

"Yeah, this world is crazy." She replies, recovering her Nyotaimori serenity again.

It's getting late, the place's movement is winding down and staff members come towards the girls, carrying towels and kimonos. One of them removes the buffet from Elise's body and covers her in a beautiful light-blue and white Japanese kimono, the two colors forming several wavy patterns and gradients, with a few lines of white bird shapes flying here and there. Elise gets up stepping on a pair of Japanese wooden high sandals, properly ties the gorgeous kimono and starts walking away.

"Elise..." I call her and she only turns her head, not her body, clearly wanting to keep walking away.

"Would you join me for dinner?" I ask and she cocks her head, keeping her dismissive air. "Ok, real dinner now..." I amend. "Have you eaten already?"

She looks around before actually turning herself. "I haven't... " She makes a pause. "Wait a bit, I'll come back."

I sit at one of the free tables and after a while she comes walking, now in a more formal blazer dress instead of the Japanese kimono. She sits in front of me with her nose up and a bit of a pedantic aura about her.

The waiter brings me a few small Japanese dishes and, for her, a bit of salad with a toast, a bit of jelly and pate.

"Not into Japanese food yourself?"

"Not after what you just made me witness."

The involuntary chuckle makes me cough hard with my pongashi, to her amusement.

"Are you ok?" She mocks.

I regroup after a few seconds and smile. "Great food, great company... I'm ok."

She enters the next topic with the same sarcasm: "So look who's alive..."

"Yeah, long time, how are you doing?"

"I'm good, thanks for asking." I still feel sarcasm. "You, on the other hand, how desperate you must be, pulling this stuff..."

"I don't have problems in that department, thank you for your concern. But I don't understand why you're so salty, you must be doing really well with this fancy place, the new looks and all..."

She leans back on the Japanese low seat, pointing up at the ambient. "This is the restaurant with the highest-class customer base at the moment."

"I noticed."

Then she looks directly at me: "Except for some stray dogs that accidentally get in... Are you even on SinEater yet? Haven't even heard of you since then..."

"I am, you and me both. You never looked?" Take that, priss.

"You come here a lot, Leo?" She's blatantly unpleased.

"First time... What about you?"

"I have this side gig now, but it doesn't go on for long."

"Cool gig, btw."

"It's good... Need to stay perfectly still for hours, but they pay us well... It really takes impeccable skin and hygiene..."

"This last part for you is easy..."

Elise places her arms over the table, the blazer sleeves retreating just enough to expose the delicate inner side of her wrists and forearms, with that texture of who just got out of the shower. "I can't complain..." She casually humblebrags. "But I take very good care of this skin."

"It always shows in you. Say, are you doing something after this?"

"After this?? This was a rollercoaster..." She leans back on the small backrest. It's late at night and she does seem kinda spent. "Are you?"

"Well..." My tone is very casual. "Since we bumped into each other... I didn't want to let this go to waste... What do you say we go back to my place?"

Elise nonchalantly goes back to her salad.

After being ignored for a while, I smirk and lean forward: "You have that kimono and sandals yet?"

She goes on chopping her salad for a while, ignoring me.

"Fuck it, I can borrow them." She suddenly breaks the silence without looking at me.

I turn on the lights of my living room and, as she struts in, the tok-tok of those wooden Japanese stilts are already driving me crazy, I want to squeeze and bite this little woman entirely.

"Ugh... I remember this couch." She says.

That's it, I turn her towards me, holding both her upper arms, and kiss her. I guess she wasn't expecting it, as she took like an instant to kiss back... But when she did it was like a flood, touching my face while lightly placing a hand on the side of my ribcage... I hug her waist and pull her in.

All tenderness quickly gives place to fast eager kissing, my hand feeling up her back over the light kimono, from lumbar to shoulder blades to neck and down again, pressing her narrow torso against mine, it's like my body wants to gulp hers. My other hand grabs the back of her thigh, groping it with an appetite.

She avidly slides her hands to grope my shoulder on one side and the flank of my torso on the other. From the shoulder she goes down again, squeezing and feeling up my arm like the world is gonna end.

She has perfectly shaped small breasts that form discreet bulges under the kimono and I slide my hand in, loosing the robe's upper part. I nibble down her neck to her shoulder, pushing the fabric aside to nude that side of her, and continue by leaning my head sideways to nibble the exposed upper arm. The delicate breasts fit in my mouth easily and get quickly devoured with licks and suction as I grope her ass.

I immediately feel her hand squeezing my ass too, following up my back, passionately rubbing it up and down. Her other hand starts stroking the inner side of my thigh, up to my crotch and down a few times, driving me crazy. I instantly drive my hand in the lower part of that kimono, going for her pussy to masturbate her.

"Fuuck..." She briefly grabs my wrist and pulls back her pelvis, but quickly relaxes, going all tender again, kindly holding my jaw while kissing, caressing my thigh as I gently stroke her pussy. My other hand goes among her gorgeous hair to hold the back of her head while we kiss.

When I take off my suit and shirt, she stops for a second, staring tenderly at my chest before placing both hands on it, taking her time alternating slow kisses on both sides. Then goes up slowly kissing my neck and stays below my ear for an amazing time, affectionately caressing my hair. Her hands then become fast again, moving downwards to pull my belt and drop my pants and underwear like in record time.

She hangs her kimono by the tip of her finger in front of me, teasing... I bring it closer to my face but she quickly moves it away from me, cocking her head and stretching her arm to the side, over the couch, hanging it in the air before dropping it. We're both naked now and I'm so thirsty at this point I walk forward, pushing her between my thighs till I reach the wall behind her, laying one hand on it over her shoulder, while wrapping my other arm around her back, before she touches the wall.

She doesn't step down from her Japanese sandals, keeping her slender neck closer to my mouth as well as the sexy tok-tok every time she moves.

All her speed suddenly turns into slow movements as she carefully fits her pussy on my cock, yielding a sexy moan on my shoulder. I'm slightly leaned forwards, resting my hand on the wall, and she's leaning back a bit, facing me, holding on my back. As the clapping sounds start in the living room, she immediately presses her forehead against mine, mouths close to each other but not touching, and shuts her eyes as I thrust us against each other. I give her a small kiss, trying to wake her up to kiss me back, but she seems lost in her own world for a little while, subtly moaning with her eyes shut, while we breathe fast on each other. I give it a second kiss and she awakens sliding her tongue in my mouth, kissing back with a passion.

We kiss while thrusting non-stop, and time goes by without being noticed...

My movements become more vigorous and I let go of the wall, bringing us upright and she starts thrusting herself more on me. My thirst grows, so does my movements and she keeps up her fast motion, not taking long for her now to stop kissing me and throw her head back. I feel her flesh trembling against mine and her juices suddenly drenching my groin and running down my leg. Her hair hangs in the air behind her, rubbing against my hand that holds her between shoulder blades, while she moans into the air, in a dramatic tone.

The moaning turns to whimpering as she slows down and I hold the urge to speed up. She doesn't ask me to stop, just softens down for a while, gazing gently in my eyes... And then starts fucking me and kissing me again.

My impulse to speed up grows. I grab her ass cheek while I reach for her head again with the other hand. We both speed up, this time I keep holding her head, kissing like there's no tomorrow and time seems to stop again, for I don't know how long...

Eventually I can feel both her and my build-up and at this point my movements are getting more energic on their own. At some point her mouth stops kissing again, but this time our lips stay together as I'm still holding her head... She closes her eyes, furrows her brows and moans high again, still with our lips pressed against each other, I don't want to let her go as we finish.

While slowing down, we take a few steps back to the couch and sit with her on top of me. Feeling her weight on me is so enjoyable as I lean back against the backrest, with her arms resting around my neck. There are strands of long hair glued all over me, the delectable taste of her skin is still in my mouth and her sweet scent is all over. We stay like that for a while...

We're still in the same position when I start nibbling on her shoulder again.

"Leo..." She doesn't sound like she's in the same mood as me.

"I can't get enough of you."

She slowly starts getting up. Her movements and voice are melancholic: "I told you, you are desperate..." She picks her kimono and walks away from me, to get the sandals that she lost at some point. "I don't want to go outside in this outfit at this hour, would you take me home?" Her tone now is almost distressed, all her pomposity seems drained off.

"Of course, but why don't you spend the night and I take you in the morning?"

"I had a long day... And night. As opposed to you, apparently."

I want to tell her about today, what I did to find her, but I feel I shouldn't... "Would you believe if I told you..." I start speaking against my best judgement "... I didn't run into you by accident today?"

She just keeps waiting for me to continue.

"I lurked a bit in your profile... And I got a slight clue of where you would be..." This is humiliating.

"Pfffffffffffff." She then starts glancing at me with an annoying condescending look as she walks towards the bathroom.

That's it.

"Only I had no idea of the NYOTAIMORI PART!!" I burst into mocking laughter. "Now THAT was a bonus!!!" I keep on laughing out loud, bending forward on my seat like my stomachs hurt from laughing.

Her smirk instantly goes away, she quickly turns around and sits on the single seater next to my couch, crossing her leg with her nose up in the air. "You know I did check your lame profile without you knowing too... A few times... So bare bones, no info, there's nothing there, no movement, no one..." She shakes her head.

I suddenly lose the will to laugh, turning my head away. "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"It's a DESERT in there."

"Yeah? see IF I CARE."

She stops herself from responding to that and stays silent. None of us seem willing to speak anymore, facing forward on our respective seats instead of facing each other.

After a while, she breaks the silence: "I have a proposition." Her tone is sober now, making a long serious pause. "How about we both delete our profiles..." Another pause, still not looking at me "... And spend the night together?"

I don't need to think, I just look at her. "I already took what I wanted." I say, reaching forward for my suit on the coffee table. "So I can do that". I grab my phone from the suit and unlock it.

"Oh, fuck, you're really doing it!" Elise shouts as I tap on SinEater and enter my private area. "Wait, WAIT... Jeesus!" She grabs my hand to stop me. "... Let me get mine!"

We tap 'YES' on our delete screens and she keeps staring at her phone for a while. "OMG, it's gone! It's GONE!" Then bursts into laughter as I pick her up and start walking to the bedroom.

"So long, SinEater!!! I just stole your best user!!" I shout and she throws her head back, laughing again.

I climb on the bed and lay her down. She keeps her arms around my neck and pulls me closer for a kiss.

I move on top, on all fours around her, while kissing. Holding both sides of her ribcage, I go kissing her down slowly, relocating my entire body every time I reach a new spot, occasionally letting my tongue slip through to have it's way with some special parts of her, like tip of nipples and tip of clit. She keeps her arms and legs parallel to her body and stays perfectly still, like she's on a tray now. Breasts, abdomen, pussy, legs... each part now is a Japanese dish for me, each one rewards me with a new set of vocalizations. Elise has the sexiest moans I've ever heard and a wide repertoire.

I want to eat that candy-looking pussy again, at the restaurant I didn't have much time. I've fantasized about it many times since I did it months ago and it's ridiculously attractive now. But I want to be face-to-face when she cums again. Plus the night is only beginning.

"It's as delicious as I remember, if not more."

"I know."

I go back up, face-to-face again: "I will consume you to the last drop tonight."

She smiles affectionately at me, touching my hair: "You're as warm and eager as I remember, if not more..."

I kiss her mouth again and she starts lightly rubbing herself upwards against me. Against my body, between my thighs, against my crotch, my cock, in a sexy back-and-forth motion while kissing down my neck and chest. Then goes back up and stays staring at me, moaning at my face without stopping her up-and-down motion.

That's it, I bring her pussy back to my cock. She squeezes both my arms, letting off a long moan, then goes back to kissing below my ear while we go on thrusting now. I'm on top and she runs one finger down along my spine, rubs my ass and thigh, then strokes my back again.

"I want you." She replies to that with a moan and presses her forehead on my clavicle, thrusting more and more with me. "I want you". I repeat. She un-muffles her moans by looking up at my face, then pushes with her light weight to roll on top. When I'm on my back I hug her and bring up my upper body, bending my legs to sit on the bed with her over my thighs, face-to-face, perfectly leveled.

Looking in each other's eyes, our thrusting becomes slow now like no one wants it to be over, ever. I'm hugging her waist and she touches my cheek, resting her other arm over my shoulder, sometimes playing with my hair... The only audible sound now in the bedroom is the occasional kissing and sometimes a soft moan that escapes her.

Time passes and it feels like this should go on forever... However, at one point she leans her head sideways, accidently exposing her smooth neck to some hungry suction and gentle bites, and that was just enough to make her pick up the pace... Then everything snowballs from there.

We slowly accelerate while I'm mouthing her neck with gentle teeth, tongue and lips. All of a sudden she lets out an urgent moan, gives me a rushed, almost distressed kiss and slightly moves her face backwards just enough to make eye contact, breathing faster, while climaxing. This snowballs me like crazy, and I reach her at the end of her orgasm.

After that we lie on the sheets again, slowly kissing before laying our heads next to each other on the pillows.

Later I wake up to grab some water and walk back to the bedroom. I'm careful not to wake her and her eyes do remain closed, but her arm reaches for the empty side of the bed. I catch the hand and kiss it while climbing on the bed and she smiles with her eyes still closed. Still holding her hand, I kiss up her arm and down her body again, subtly pushing her to roll on her back.

"Aaaaaaaahhh..." Her voice is sweet "... I guess I won't go to work tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow is ours." I massage her pussy while moving my mouth closer. The beautiful butterfly wings are begging to be caught in some mouth. Still holding her hand, I catch one and suck it a little bit. Then lick up along the hood and go for her glans.

She places one hand on her face. "Oh god..."

I circle around her flamboyant pussy nibbling and kissing, then go back wrapping my mouth on it entirely, giving it one big lick from bottom to top. For a while I playfully pull each lip with my lips, then expose her clit just a little more by means of a light suction.

She lifts her hand from her face and turns her palm towards me, as if signaling to lessen it a bit but doesn't say anything, just keeps it in the air, flickering with each lick on her clit.

The hand reaches for my shoulder after a while, touching with fingertips only, while her moans change with a more breathy sound.

My tongue strokes her faster as she places both hands on my head, briefly lifting hers to give me a dramatic look... Then closes her eyes immediately after, laying back on the pillow, pitching her head backwards.

My tongue muscles press against the tasty clit, savoring while covering it with a wet back-and-forth till she quivers repeatedly, panting and crying intermittently for some time, until she's too sensitive to continue and discretely turns her pelvis sideways, covering her pussy with one hand.

I lay on my back on the pillow next to her and she comes closer, on her side, caressing my chest while still covering her pussy, placing her head between mine and my shoulder. After a while of cuddling, I kindly pull her over me, teasing for some woman-on-top action now...

And this is how we spent the night, the morning and the next day... Skipping work to stay in the apartment...