I have no idea why the first try at this got messed up! Sorry! If you left a comment ... leave it again! lol!
I made dinner, and we ate with slow jazz playing quietly in the background. We talked, all nerves gone. And he confessed he’d been just as nervous as me! The wine was good, relaxing us even more. Then time for coffee. He laughed softly and followed me into the kitchen. This was a fantasy we’d played out so often on line and now I was going to experience it for real! I don’t think I’ve ever been so nervous about making the perfect cup of fresh coffee!! While it was brewing, he stood behind me, arms around me, kissing the back of my neck, nibbling my ear, whispering what he was going to do. I leant back against him as his hands unbuttoned my shirt, cupped and squeezed my breasts, thumbs teasing my nipples, making me gasp.
By the time the coffee was ready, we were both naked. I poured two cups and we took them upstairs. I lay down on the bed, and he smiled down at me, eyes shining. He took some coffee in his mouth, held it there for a few seconds, then swallowed. Then his mouth and tongue descended on my nipple. My back arched up towards him as his hot tongue swirled and teased. More coffee, more kisses on my body, tongue gentle, but wicked. Working his way down, then teasing and returning to my nipples. I was so wet, throbbing, aching. Kisses along my inner thighs, one last drink of coffee, a soft kiss on my pussy lips and then his hot tongue was licking over my clit, long, slow licks, while my hips arched off the bed, trying to push harder against him. But he moved back. Oh this wasn’t how I imagined it would be … this was so much better!!!!! His tongue slid inside me, moving slowly in and out, then back to my clit, until I begged him, please, please make me cum. He sucked my clit into his mouth, tongue seeking out the perfect place to lick. He knew when he’d found it, because I came almost immediately. I think I screamed. I can’t remember! He didn’t stop, wouldn’t stop. I just kept cumming until I had to push him away. He held me, kissed me so I could taste myself on his tongue. I looked at him, speechless, shaking my head in wonder. He’d tried to tell me how good it would be, but he hadn’t even come close!!!!
My coffee wasn’t exactly hot by now, but it would have to do. I wasn’t going to go and make some more. Not now! I pushed him back onto the bed. I kissed him, stroked him, finding the places that made him shiver. Then the coffee, my warm kisses on his skin, my warm tongue licking. His cock was hard, jerking, as I kissed and teased. I took some coffee in my mouth and held it there, letting it heat my tongue. I swallowed and immediately took the whole length of his cock in my mouth, letting it rest against my tongue, making him moan. I could feel his cock throbbing on my tongue. I started to lick and suck, tongue swirling over the head, lips sliding up and down him. He was moving with me, but not trying to push his cock deeper into my mouth. Just letting me do it my way. He was saying my name over and over. How I love to hear him say it.
I could taste his pre-cum as I licked and sucked. I kept the rhythm going, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he’d given me. His breathing got harder and faster. Then my mouth was flooded with him. Every drop swallowed and savoured. I didn’t stop until he gently touched my head. I held his cock for a few more seconds, then reluctantly moved away. He opened his arms to me and I lay against him as we fell asleep.