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The moment was upon them… The hotel suite had been arranged, the details discussed at length, and now they were finally in each other’s company. Glasses of a delicate Chardonnay, now partly consumed, sat on the table between them, reflecting the soft light of the late summer afternoon. They had chatted, of course, voices tight and a little fragile, but mutual knowledge of what was about to happen had made the air thick and heavy with nervous anticipation. It was time… He drained all but the last mouthful of wine from his glass and stood up. ‘Would you mind if I quickly slipped into my robe?’ he asked. She started to rise herself. ‘Shall I…’ He interrupted her, motioning her back to her chair. ‘Please, finish your wine,’ he said. ‘I just like to change first. I am really looking forward to watching you undress for the first time and I don’t want the distraction of fumbling with my own clothes.’ ‘Oh, yes, I see…’ she replied shyly. He noticed, with a little rush or pleasure, that she was blushing slightly. He nodded and left for the bathroom. A few minutes later he emerged, now wearing a short, dark blue bathrobe. The tie was knotted loosely and he held the front closed with one hand flat across his stomach. He looked at her from across the room and she knew he was ready. She finished her wine and arose. ‘After you,’ she said. As soon as she followed him into the separate bedroom, she saw immediately that there was a low, padded bench at the foot of the plush covered bed. It was about knee height with ornate, polished wooden legs.‘Oh my,’ she said. ‘That’s just like in… in your fantasy.’ ‘I know,’ he replied proudly. His smile was almost the grin of a mischievous schoolboy. ‘That’s why I chose his hotel.’ He sat down on the bed, just to the side of the bench and sat there, hands folded, almost primly, in his lap. There was a silence between them for nearly a full minute as he looked at her expectantly, and then, understanding how important this art of the proceeding was to him, she began to undress. She was simply, almost conservatively attired in a light cotton blouse and a knee length skirt with an uncomplicated floral pattern. She began with the top button of her blouse and then slowly undid the rest, pausing for the briefest moment between each one. There was nothing vampy, or exaggerated, about her manner, just a simple feminine grace that made each movement deliciously sexy and exciting. She twisted slightly as the blouse fell open, a gesture signaling a brief shyness perhaps, but when she slid it all the way off her kumköy escort bayan shoulders she turned to face him once more. Her breasts were small but beautifully formed, capped with puffy, conical nipples of a deep honey-colored hue. Their eyes were locked when she turned to him but then his eyes dropped to her bosom and, almost immediately, his expression of expectancy dissolved into a blank, nearly open-mouthed gaze of simple wonder. She liked the sensation of being enjoyed this way and his excitement at the sight of her was instantly arousing. She could feel the plump saddle of her mound almost swell and then chafe hotly against the soft fabric of her panties in deliciously irritating way. The skirt came next. This time, here was only a single button at the left hip to contend with and, when it was undone, she allowed the skirt to fall with a deliberate slowness. As it slipped to the floor, she stepped toward him so that her feet were on either side of his. He moved then, tugging the tie of his robe apart with a single, fluid motion, and let his gaze fall below her hips. Her panties had been very carefully selected. Before meeting in person, he had once expressed a dislike of vulgarly theatrical lingerie and she had foregone frills and expensive lace in favor of the simplest of cotton bikini briefs. They were a pale, pastel blue with a scattering of tiny cornflowers and she could tell from his expression that she had chosen well. He leaned back slightly, parting his legs as he did so, and when he flaps of his robe slid open and apart, she could see that he was already almost fully erect. Thus far, the subject of his endowment had been merely speculative on her part. Their online discussions , though frank and torrid, had never touched upon the question even obliquely, and he had seemed almost reticence in comparison with other correspondents who often made wildly improbable claims about their equipment. Now, she could see, his silence was true modesty indeed for the thick heaviness of his member was very, very impressive. At the base, where it was encircled by downy curls, it was very nearly as thick as her wrist, and, though still curved by its own not quite turgid weight, it tapered along a good eight or so inches of length to a smooth, blue-pink glans not quite as wide as the shaft immediately beneath. She was very excited now, but when she raised her hands to slip down her panties for him, he reached out and gently grasped her wrist. ‘Not yet’ he whispered. He leaned forward kumköy escort now and placed his hands on her hips, sliding them down over the material of her panties and along the smooth flesh of her outer thighs. He slipped his palms around to the back of her legs and then upwards, just grazing the crease of her buttocks as he pulled her towards him. He bent his head and kissed the flat expanse of her tummy just above her waistband and then, quite deftly, hooked a finger inside at the point of each hip and rolled he front of her panties down to expose her sex. Though a natural ashen blonde on top, her eyebrows and pubes were very nearly black. She generally went natural down below and even though she might normally have trimmed herself for this encounter, she had not done so at his request and her bush was a dense, almost riotous dark tangle that burst from thickly her mound. He kissed it now, pressing his face into the thicket and, as he inhaled the rich, musky scent of her arousal, his cock twitched like an inquisitive puppy and suddenly unfurled into a full, quivering erection. She saw that the head was now taut and almost glistening and the sight made the inside of her tummy flutter with excitement. She felt herself becoming nearly faint as he now stood, pulling the front of her underwear up once again. His arms came around her and when he cupped he globes of her bottom and pressed himself against her, the rigid pole of his cock pushed against the thin fabric of her panties, spreading the lips beneath. He kissed her ever so lightly on the mouth for the briefest of moments and then nuzzled her ear before whispering hotly… ‘Thank you for being a part of this,’ he said. ‘This is such a special fantasy for me and you are doing everything perfectly so far.’ A shiver ran intense pleasure coursed down her spine. She knew that they were close to the special part of their encounter but there was a detail they had never fully discussed. She now spoke. ‘How do you want to see my bottom for the first time?’ she asked. ‘Do you want to take off my panties while I am lying own, or would you prefer to look at me while I am standing?’ There was a pause while he considered the question. ‘You decide’ he finally said. She now thought for a moment. ‘Alright’, she replied decisively. ‘You stay here, and face the bed.’ They switched places now and, as he watched, she stepped up onto the padded bench so that her derriere was almost at the level of his eyes. She turned coyly over her shoulder. “Are you Escort kumköy ready?’ He seemed about to reply but it was clear his voice caught in his throat. She smiled and then slowly began to slip her panties down, stretching the moment out in as teasingly seductive a way as she could manage. When she was finally exposed to him, her panties in a loose bunch around her ankles. She heard him inhale sharply at the sight. She was very proud of her ass and rightly so. It was firm and taut through vigorous exercise but had enough soft padding to give it lovely fullness. Nearly pear-shaped, it jutted out impressively and curved under to make tight creases beneath each cheek. At the center, the furrow was not a tight, narrow slit but rather formed an inviting inward curve to each side. She could tell from the rapt silence that he was entranced by the vision and the sensation excited her even more. ‘God… it’s beautiful’ he murmured. ‘You know I can’t wait to put my mouth on you down there, but I just want to… well, savor the sight of you first.’ She giggled in a teasing way. ‘I’m going to lie flat,’ she said. ‘I know you want me that way to begin with and you can come up and look a little closer first.’ She kicked the panties away and then climbed onto her knees on the bed before gently laying herself down. She pulled a pillow from the top of the bed and rested her head upon it, spreading her arms straight out to either side. ‘I’m ready for you,’ she whispered. He came to the bed and climbed up, straddling her on his knees so that his feet were alongside hers. He leaned forward, his palms flat on the covers beside her waist and softly kissed her back just below the nape of her neck. The swollen tip of his cock pressed against her thighs and she spread them just enough to let it slide between where she gripped it gently, creating a delicious friction. He kissed her again, thrusting his hips ever so slightly, then levered himself upright and gazed in wonder at the lovely swelling of her sexy bottom.‘Oh God, this is so erotic,’ he murmured. ‘I’ve dreamed about doing this… using my mouth and then my tongue in this… this intimate way. I can’t believe I’m going to actually do it now… I so don’t want to rush…’ ‘Take it slow as you want,’ she said, her voice now husky with anticipation. I want to feel you doing it to me… I want you to be excited by my ass.’ Time now seemed to slow to a crawl for both of them as he gazed at the inviting crevice beneath him and then finally, after what seemed an eternity, he bent down and kissed each cheek lightly in turn, repeating it twice more before moving down and nuzzling the crease of her right buttock. There was silence now, broken only by her slow measured breathing. Abruptly, he shifted himself a little further down on the bed and positioned himself on all fours for better access.
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