this wasn’t my first time meeting her, or even sleeping with her. but it had been so long, I just wanted to taste her again, feel her body against mine. the day came that she arrived and the first thing I wanted to do was jump on her, then I remembered I’m a human not a raging beast in heat. as the night grew darker we grew more aroused. the sexual tension was amazing. I think that because I had had her before, I knew how good it was going to be and it made my arousal even more extreme. while sitting next to her I secretly undressed her with my eyes, starting with the top and imagining those ample breasts swelling as I squeezed them. it was damn near impossible to keep myself from losing a grip on reality and drooling. suddenly I started getting messages from her. we were right next to each other but at that moment she clarified that she wanted it just as bad as I did. I felt that feeling run through my body, I wanted it NOW. finally we made our way to the bedroom. it started with a few teasing touches; a caress of the neck, fingers gently scratching hips and thighs, rubbing through her underwear. that’s when I felt it. I felt the heat radiate, i felt how soaking wet she was. i gave her navel a kiss, nibbled on her hip bones a little, and then I went straight for it. I knew there had been enough teasing and that she wanted my tongue in her as much as I wanted to feel her wetness on my mouth. a gentle lick at first, i heard her first soft moan. the moan that drives me crazy, and I went in deeper and harder til I felt her squirm. I rubbed up along her sides and grabbed her large amazing breasts, grazing my fingers over her pierced nipples. God I love those boobs. she started grinding her hips a little against my face, I tickled her clit with the tip of my tongue. I knew she wanted more, she craved it. I slid two fingers in her, going slowly at first until her body showed me that she wanted it harder and faster. my pleasure, doll. I loved the feeling of her warm wet insides wrapped around my fingers, clenching and tightening as she was about to climax. now, my turn. she said the magic words “sit on my face”, my favorite words to hear at a time like this. I straddled her face and felt her warm lips against me. the feeling sent chills up my spine. this is what I had been wanting more than almost anything. the only thing I yearned for more was her taste. I loved the feeling of control I had. she was doing the work but I could ride her face as fast or slow as I wanted to and it felt damn good. my legs began to shake as she moved her tongue faster and faster and I moved in sync with her. I lowered my body to kiss her and run my tongue along the edge of her ear and play in her hair. I slid my fingers down her soft stomach and back in between her legs until I felt her cum on the tip of my fingers, back in her I went. she let out another moan as I sucked on her immaculate breasts and rammed my fingers in and out of her. I knew she was going to cum again and I wanted to lap it up. I did just that. I shoved my face back down there and she pushed my head down even harder. i flicked my tongue up and down, in and out, savoring the delicious taste of a woman’s cum. my turn again. she laid me on my back and licked my neck all the way down to my thighs. she scratched my sides softly as she put her face into my wetness. I threw my head back and moaned quite loudly, almost climaxing immediately from the touch of her fingers and tongue. it didn’t take long for me to cum. she came back up and wiped around her mouth, gave me a kiss and we laid down together, wrapped in each others arms and satisfied with the nights events.

she was beautiful. she had hazel eyes and sandy brown hair. I always wondered how long it was, because she never wore it down. the thing that made her most beautiful, though, was her smile. she had braces and I knew she hated them but for some unexplainable reason, I loved them. I just knew I had to meet her. the first time I did, I got that fluttery feeling. I felt like a child again. as time went on, I realized she didn’t see herself as beautiful, she couldn’t see the breath taking girl I saw. it broke my heart. she had problems, as we all do, but she had serious problems. she came from a broken home with a sick family and a horrid past. God knows I’d never judge her for any of it though. she didn’t need judgment, she needed love. real, genuine love that she had probably never had before. then I realized, I was that person to love her unconditionally. I was her piece of heaven that she so deserved and yearned for her entire life. and so we were, the beautiful broken girl, and the hopeless romantic who saved the broken girl from herself. the end