Flirting with girl met at a party last night

You ask what I would do?  I would come around to your house with a picnic, a bottle of wine and dressed nice.  Shame I forgot one thing though - that wine needs time to chill!  You ask me if I can help you with your zip, you take me upstairs (or outside, if it's a nice day) and I loosen you as you'd asked.  You command me to take my clothes off, one item at a time and I do until just my pants are left on (you can see I'm excited by the throbbing bulge).  I then examine you by running my fingers lightly over every inch of you, hitching-up your skirt to see how your legs look, folding your top back to see your shoulders, standing behind you to pull-down your dress, coming back around to the front to see you stood there, only in your underwear.

 

You take down my pants and lick my penis, cupping my balls and running your fingers up and down my shaft so smooth.  You suck me for a minute and then I get too excited and stand you back up. I unhook your brassiere and see how beautiful it is when a girl's breasts are naked. I caress each one and nuzzle it and suck the nipples and usher you back down to give me a few slippery thrust of a tit-wank.  Then, tossing you backwards onto the mattress, I peel of your knickers and go to town on you down there, I am hungry for that picnic and you are my appetizer.  You will not know what has hit you I am so enthusiastic, ravenous and considerate: what a package!

 

You have been bucking and moaning because I've refused to allow you to come so that, when I stand to enter you, it is such a juicy affair that I slide right in till our pelvic bones are kissing like we were greased up with lube.  But there is no lube baby, just the natural lube of lust.  I take you my favourite three ways, then we try a few ways of your own choosing.  Then we take a chance on your back way, if you want it, and we continue almost to exploding.  But then I pull-out, change condoms cause when I'm dirty I like to do it clean of course!  And we go for it - and I mean GO FOR IT - until you and me and whoever else wants to join in the fuck-fest is unloading their tensions into and out of everywhere and we collapse and explode.

 

The wine is chilled, the picnic is SO GOOD.  We chat, we laugh.  We go at it again and leave happy and drained.