The Queen of Come Fuck Me Smiles

When he walked into the bar he was suprised to see her.

She was at a table with a group of friends. They were laughing hysterically in that slightly alarming way women do when in out in a pack.

For a split second he was drawn in by her confidence. She was different to how he remembered her. Older, yes but radiating an energy that was just so incredibly enticing.

She looked up and clocked him. Just for a beat she locked eyes with him and shot him a grin that made his cock twinge. He knew that look. He remembered that look. She had always been the Queen of come-fuck-me smiles. He flashed a smile back then went to the bar to order while she continued her conversation seemingly oblivious to his movements.

From the corner of her eye she watched him take his beer to a booth where a group of friends were waiting for him. She wouldn’t approach him now. She remembered the game. She would wait until closing time. The memory of dirty words and orgasmic sex made her body tingle with anticipation.

The thing about him was that he had- something; difficult to put into words, he radiated sex appeal.It wasn’t just that he was attractive. He had swag. He had a confidence that coupled with clever hands and tongue made being near him electric.

Somehow he made her want to be a better version of herself. Not for him but if he could have swag, then she could too. It was like a ripple effect.

She couldn’t let it distract her from her friends though. They were her focus and fun for the night. He could wait. She would have to aswell.

He was standing on the pavement smoking and waiting for a cab when he heard heels behind him. Moments later a pair of feet adorned in strappy heels, with perfectly painted toenails appeared next to his. His eyes followed them up a pair of black jean clad legs, silk strappy top clinging to the curves of Her- The Queen of Come Fuck Me Smiles.

Blood rushed to his groin again.

“Share a cab?” He offered. She nodded.

The cool evening made her nipples

strain a little against her top. She liked it. His cool demeanor Ankara escort made her pussy ache with longing.

The cab pulled up, he gave the driver an address and slid to the opposite side of the car. She got in and caught his eye. Neither of them spoke.

“Same for you darling?” The cabbie enquired.

He cocked his head, an enquiry she nodded again.

“Yeh the same.” he responded to the driver.

They split the cab and walked up to his door. She followed him silently except for the clicking of her heels on the path.

He opened the door and stepped back to allow her in.

She went to remove her shoes then hesitated, remembering..

“Yeh, leave them on.” He said, his voice now low and soft.

He walked forward, his hand gently guiding her by the small of her back to his room. She shut the door behind them. Suddenly a little nervous. It had been years. She turned and flashed ‘the smile’ again. He was standing near enough right in front of her. So close. She could feel his breath.

She put her hand on his belt and pulled him even closer. Her mouth nearly on his.

“You know what I want.” She whispered, lips almost touching his.

Her fingers working his belt she could feel his cock hardening already. He responded as she hoped.

“On your knees.” He demanded.

Her stomach flipped with arousal and she willingly obeyed.

Her face right near his growing erection she released it and let it graze her lips.

He groaned slightly.

She looked up, dark eyes waiting to catch his. When he looked down and locked eyes with her she breathed a little on the tip..stuck out her tongue gently and started to tease his now fully hard cock.

He groaned a little more. Those eyes. That look. He gasped when she enveloped his cock in her mouth and clasped her face with one hand; fingers extended to reach the nape of her neck. Caressing her, guiding her movements.

His other hand slid beneath the silk of her top to toy with a nipple. He felt rather than heard her gasp of delight.

Desperate Ankara escort bayan not to cum to soon he pulled her up to her feet again. He kissed her, her tongue meeting his. She tasted of the sweet gin cocktails she had been drinking all night.

He slid the tiny spaghetti strap off one shoulder releasing her breast. He cupped it feeling her nipple on his palm. He kissed down her jaw and neck, further licking along the clavicle and finally onto her nipple. He continued his path across her chest and helped the other strap drop enough to expose her other breast. Its nipple already pert, waiting for attention. She writhed under his lips. Little gasps escaping as he played.

As his hand found her crotch she rocked her hips so that his touch on the seam of her jeans caused exaberating friction on her aching pussy. She allowed him to guide her to the bed. Sitting with legs off the edge tits out he knelt at her feet.

He lifted one foot and let his lips the tongue find the skin between each thong of leather that entwined her foot. He slid the shoe off and tongued the swirl of her tattoo. It was her turn to moan. He treated the other foot with the same regard then encouraged her jeans off still kneeling between her legs.

Face to face with her black lace panties he kissed the fabric and elicited yet more moans of exultation.

He teased for a little more. She pulled off her top then his. She edged her way further onto the bed. He stood, dropping his own jeans and boxers in one go.

She parted her legs and he answered the invitation full on with his mouth. He pulled the lace aside and tongued her pussy. Delving and exploring then rhythmically working at her clit with the flat of his tongue. He slid two fingers into her with ease and pulsed at her g-spot mirroring the rythmn of his tongue.

She arched her back lifting her hips involuntarily her hands in his hair close to orgasm. He stopped instantly “Oh no!” He chuckled, his breath on her pussy “Oh I’m not done with you yet.”

She sighed a half groan, half Escort Ankara laugh.

He propped himself over her on one elbow, face to face with her. He rubbed the fingers that had been inside of her over her lips then pushed them into her mouth.

Her instant reponse was just as he desired, she almost greedily sucked the taste of herself off his fingers. The sensation made his erection throb and it grazed her wetness. He dipped his hips allowing it to nearly penetrate.

“Please.” She hissed pulling at his hips. With iron will fighting against his very primal urge to fuck her deeply he held fast. He replaced his fingers with his mouth and once again explored hers with his tongue.

She allowed her fingers to dance down his spine. One hand went to his nipple and she played, pinching it gently then rubbing with her thumb.

” Fuck me?” She asked again

“Beg.” He said in a low moan

“Please?Please fuck me?”

He stayed, just tip resting tauntingly at the entrance to her sex. He laughed and tugged at her lower lip with his teeth.

“Oh god, you absolute fucker!” She tried to buck her hips upwards to but he pushed her hips down again with a firm hand.

“Beg a bit more.”

“Please, please, put your cock in my pussy, please? I’m so fucking close to cuming!”

That was good enough and he pushed inside her. This time they both moaned their pleasure. Within seconds they stopped teasing and their bodies took over. Grinding to eachother’s rhythm.

Her legs wrapped around him. His cock filled her and the friction between them worked at her clit. Feeling her tension brewing he whispered “Cum now.” Into her ear. It worked like an incantation summonsing her orgasm, a tidal wave through her pussy, her lower belly and right down her thighs making her feet tense and toes curl involuntarily..

He continued his pounding through the flutter of her cuming on his cock and found his own orgasm just seconds behind hers. “Good girl. He muttered into her ear. As they held tight to the last waves of their pleasure.

Sometime later she lay in the crook of his arm still feeling like she was seeing stars. She shifted and sat up feeling about her for stray clothes.

“Stay?” He asked with a grin ” I might want to cum in your mouth in the morning.”

The Queen of Come Fuck Me Smiles returned the grin.

“Only if I can cum on yours.”