To say my mouth was watering would be an understatement, being caught up in the moment with this new acquaintance pushing the limits to what we were was very unlike me, but there was something about her that I could not put a finger on (although the dominant thought was to put more than just my fingers on her). I have never been so affected by another woman’s eyes the way hers were hypnotizing me, like all my personal will had vanished and I was so encompassed by her confidence and sexuality that I wasn’t in control of my own actions.

Looking back on it now, those next few minutes seemed like hours and I feel a little awkward thinking about how we just stood, and sat, there watching each other please ourselves. In a pretty silent room, only sound being the distant hum of the vehicles way down below as we were on somewhere around the 12th floor of this complex, and the sound of my strokes growing more audible with every stroke as my precum started to drip down my shaft under my hand wrapped firmly around it. All of that stopped suddenly when she, seemingly craving something inside her, took her two fingers that were just rubbing her clit in circles, up to her mouth to lick of her juices and apply more lubrication. I watched as her free hand pulled her underwear aside and spread her lips so she could slide her two fingers in.

My hand stopped at the base of my cock, no longer stroking but squeezing as I grew jealous of her fingers, my eyes glued watching her tight dripping pussy accept her fingers all the way to her second knuckle. Her toes curled and her eyes rolled, I imagine she was thinking about me curving inside her, and she let out another soft moan followed by her fingers starting to thrust in and out of her as they became more lubed up from her plentiful juices.

I attempted to stroke again but had to stop after a few, gripping tightly around the base of my cock to keep myself from cumming too soon, I was enjoying this way to much to let it end now. She saw the struggle on my face, and as the approaching orgasm faded I loosened my grip, causing a steady stream of clear precum to pour to the floor. She looked disappointed and then started thrusting her fingers faster, moaning quietly “fuck I want to taste that so bad” closing her and and biting her lip, her fingers stopped suddenly and her eyes shot open as she felt my finger on her lips with the sweet taste of my precum falling to her tongue.

Her lips wrapped around my finger and I could feel her magical tongue rolling around it, lapping up all she could, her eyes lighting up with a lust I had not seen before. She quickly pulled her fingers out and reached down to grab me. In a moment of weakness and desire I didn’t think about how close I was to her now, my cock all but pressing up against the kitchen island she was perched on. The warmth and wetness from her pussy still on her fingers felt so good as she wrapped them around my cock and my jaw dropped at the thought of this sexy woman squeezing me so tightly.

“I thought we said no touching” I managed to get out

“…oops” she said in the most sexually innocent way

She moved her hand up my shaft, feeling the curve for the first time and squeezing out some precum in the process. She moved herself to the edge of the island, and looked down to see precum drip out with every tight stroke of hers. Then, as if naturally being her response to the cravings she had, she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock and started to swing it up and down in between her lips and against her clit very quickly causing her to moan instictually.

I backed up quickly, “whoa, I can’t, imagine don’t have a condom and this is a little too risky”

She just looked at me, lowered her head slightly as if she already knew what she was about to say would change my mind, smiled looking right in my eyes “my tubes are tied sir, you have nothing to worry about”.

I honestly didn’t know how to react to that, I was turned on yet scared at the same time. My eyes and expression gave me away with how nervous I was about the whole situation but in her consistently confident and pseudo-dominant demeanor she hopped off the counter smile at me and giggling softly. Reached down and grabbed my cock as she walked by me, out of the kitchen and towards the master bedroom, I stood there watching her leave contemplating what I should do. I watched back through the doorway as I heard the shower turn on, then her dress thrown from the bathroom past the empty doorway. Still I stood out there, looking at the door to the apartment, “I could leave right now, stroke one out later and not have to worry about any risk or getting caught or anything,” then I heard the sliding door of the shower close. “Fuck,” I thought, “I can’t just give in to these thoughts, she is so fucking sexy though, there’s no way a woman like that has the confidence she has for no reason,” soft moans started to echo out of the bathroom, through the bedroom and into the kitchen. All I could think about at that moment was her in there, completely naked, leaning against the shower wall, pleasuring herself.

“I need to know how those eyes look when she’s cumming”

To be continued….