Welcome to my home

I hear your knock on the door. We've waited so long for this, and the time is now. I open the door to see you standing, right hand tucked into the front pocket of your jeans, left hand tucked behind in the back pocket. Your smile is big and genuine. Your eyes are smiling even more, staring straight into mine. I take your hand and say hi. 

I can't keep my smile hidden and I turn away. I lead you into the hallway and close the front door behind us. I don't know what to say. It's racing around in my head, and I wish I could tell you.

We walk into the kitchen and I fill the kettle.  You take a seat at the table and look out the backdoor. With my back facing you, I ask if you would like a coffee. You say "Sure, thanks". I feel like a silly teenager on a first date. I can feel my cheeks redden, and touch them with my cool hands. I don't want you to see them. To break the silence, you ask me how I am.

"Great", I say,  turning to you and smiling. "And you?", I say back, hoping you will start the conversation.

It's awkward. By this age, I presumed I was over all these feelings of lust. I've gotten to know a small piece of your life, yet I feel comfortable with you here now. You stand up and come over to me. Putting your arms around my waist, you pull me close and kiss me. A passionate first. I pull away and open my eyes. You're staring straight into mine and I tilt my head down. You kiss me again, moving your hands up my back. It feels so good, I push my breasts onto your chest.

Completely forgetting about the coffee, you let go and take my hand. You walk us into the loungeroom. You sit proudly on the lounge as I try to find some words. Standing in front of you, I bend over to run my hands through your hair, softly over your face as you close your eyes and let out a sigh. I see your shoulders drop and relax. I then continue touching your chest, over your abs through your shirt. I want to take your shirt off, but that's for later, I hope.

You slowly move your hips forward and lay back slightly, as if to beckon me to touch more. You let your head relax back on the back of the lounge. I run my hands over your jeans, down your thighs to your knees. You let me spread your legs, so I can kneel down, running my hands back up the inside of your thighs. Avoiding the bulge in your pants, I slowly pull your shirt from your jeans, letting my hands wander underneath. Your nipples are hard. I'd love to taste them. Leaving your shirt still on, I undo your belt, the top button of your jeans. You turn your head to the side, eyes still closed.

I run my hand over your cock and you utter a soft moan. You put your hand on mine and press hard. I can feel you moving. I slowly unzip your jeans, rubbing you all the way. I can see your bulge through your undies, a small wet patch showing. Pre cum, my first reward. I want to taste you. I bend forward and kiss your shaft through the fabric. I run my nose up the length of your cock, up to the head. It's straining to be let out. I can see a bit poking out. I lick what I can see.

I take my hands to gently pull your jeans down from the waist. You lift your bum up slightly to make it easier for me, helping me pull them down past your knees. Undies still on, cock hard. I sit back on my heels and untie your shoelaces. Taking both shoes off, I see you rubbing your covered cock. You let another moan out and press even harder with your hand.

I pull your jeans down and lift your feet out. I throw them to the side and lean in to smell you. Running my lips over your cock, I continue my hands under your shirt, feeling your body, chest, stomach and down.

You sense I'm looking into your eyes and you open yours. With my gaze fixed in your eyes, I slowly pull your undies down, releasing your cock. Quickly pulling them off, leaving them wrapped around one ankle. I run my hands back up your legs gently, my touch getting harder the closer I get to under your balls. I rub my hands up the inside of your thighs and cup your balls, gently squeezing. You again relax a bit more, closing your eyes again.

My tongue follows my hand up one thigh, my nose resting on your balls, and take a big breath, to inhale your scent. You smell so good and I can feel a wetness forming between my legs. I take your balls in my warm mouth and eagerly roll them. Your hips thrust into my face and your hands push my head into you firmly. Now it's my turn to moan. Your manly scent mesmerises me and I run my tongue slowly from from your balls, up the shaft of your cock. When I reach the head, I moisten my lips and suck gently, just the head for now. You can wait.

Holding your cock with my right hand, my mouth still teasing, I  run my left hand down across your pubic bone, which you again push into me. Brushing across your balls again, I press a finger underneath. You sense where I'm going. I quickly moisten that finger and trace it further back. I find your arsehole and gently start to rub. This time you groan, and I can feel you tense up. Sitting up and leaning over to my ear, you whipser "Don't stop", and slump back into the lounge. Reaching around beside your leg, I find some lube and wet some fingers. I'm rewarded again with more pre cum, and I start getting more and more of your cock in my mouth. Inch by inch, you again guide my head, making me take you all in my mouth.

Pressing a finger inside you, I start to make you even more harder in my mouth. You guide my head with both hands again and start getting forceful. I return by pushing a finger right in you, as far as I can. I suck your cock, guided by the pace you are setting. I match that with my finger, so my finger is all the way in you, when your cock is touching the back of my throat.

My pussy is really wet now. I so want to feel you inside me, but I've also wanted to give you head for months now. You've seen me do it. You've seen how it can make me cum. Now it's your turn to enjoy me.

Sneakily, I get 2 fingers inside you now. I find that special spot you like, deep. I take one of your hands off my head,  and interlock our fingers.  You're gripping my hand tight, as your hips automatically start to rock. Your thrusts are matching your cock going in and out my mouth and I sense a change in you. Your breathing is heavier, your chest expanding, and you arch your back. I stop sucking your cock and sit up. Our eyes meet again. With a big smile I whisper, "not yet, I want to cum with you". 

You flick your eyes away, you were nearly there...you've wanted me to taste your cum for so long. I'm eager to swallow it all down too, we can wait. I pull my fingers out of you and rub my pussy through my jeans.  My turn to moan, I want to cum now. Grabbing my hair, you shove your cock back into my mouth with force. It's going deep, I'm trying to keep up with you as you're getting quicker. Pulling your cock right out of my mouth, and back in again, I'm licking and sucking together, slurping as you make me gag, spit dribbling down my chin.

Pulling my head back with one handful of hair and the other hand gripping my throat,  you squeeze tightly and I cum.  My eyes closed,  enjoying your forcefulness,  it feels like my pussy is going to explode.  Releasing my hair, you sharply slap my face. 

"Focus" you growl at me and make me start sucking again. The pace is getting faster, there's an urgency in your movements now, your body tenses. With an animalistic moan, you push my head as hard as you can force and you erupt your seed down my throat. A few more hard thrusts,  you empty your balls and I don't spill a drop.  You taste so good. With my head buried in your body, you start to relax and your movements get slower. I feel your grip let go, and you slump back, letting me sit up. You're still panting, eyes closed. Running my hands again down your thighs, I stand up. You quickly sit up and grab my cum soaked pussy through my jeans. You feel how wet I am and you smile.

"Would you like a coffee?" I ask...