All You Can Eat - @iamsimplynay

I knew when we met I was going to fuck her. Studies show humans know if there is sexual attraction within the first five minutes of meeting. Instantly, I was attracted to her fashion sense. Amongst a sea of black suits and argyle ties, she wore a charcoal grey ensemble accented with a mustard ascot. The standard business blazer replaced with a riding jacket in the same charcoal hue with mustard accents. A gentlewoman with a good tailor can be as lethal as the Ninja Assassin. Have you seen that movie?

Our initial meeting concluded with the exchange of business cards. One email led to casual texting which progressed to weekly date nights. Eventually I’d learn her last relationship failed because, like so many of her stud counterparts, she’s found comfort in a heterosexual woman. Apparently her ex wasn’t mentally, emotionally or physically pleasing her. Needless to say, her ex wasn’t me but I digress. This particular evening, we were celebrating our decision to make it official. After three months of innocence, I was more than ready to give her and her body something serious.

As I expected, she pulled out all the stops to show me that she was happy with our decision. I enjoyed myself and truly appreciated her efforts. Our last stop was the planetarium, where she had a string quartet awaiting our arrival. As they played “A Whole New World” she whispered poetic promises of forever as though the band intended to steal them and I could only smile.

An antique buggy awaited our departure from the planetarium to her loft. I had been there several times but never spent the night. She placed a Tiffany’s bracelet around my arm with the numbers 1221 engraved within. She proceeded to explain that this was the security code to the loft. I had to laugh because she was definitely earning everything she was about to get.

As she prepared our evening cocktails, I ran a warm bubble bath for us. She entered the bathroom surprised to find that I remained clothed. “I thought you were going to get comfortable?” “I already am” I replied. Placing the drinks on the ledge of the tub I began to unbutton her shirt. Each of my kisses was intense and intentional. With every release she smiled sensually. I tugged gently at the bottom of her t-shirt indicating I was ready for it to come off and she obliged. I had begun unfastening her jeans at this point. “Baby let me give you a bath,” she asked. It had become very clear to me that she had only known what it was to please. I became even more excited at the opportunity to formally introduce her to unadulterated pleasure.

Her nudity was inspirational to my inner sexual artist. As I had guessed her masculine outward appearance masked a flattering feminine physique. I told her she was beautiful and her eyes begin to sparkle. It was almost as though she didn’t know a stud could be beautiful. I put her in the bath and allowed the motor to massage her as I undressed. She reached out for me but I opted for a position behind her. I began to wash her hair as she questioned our seating arrangement. I leaned into her ear and whispered “No matter what I will always have your back”. Our bath was rather long as it included intimate intermissions of kisses and sweet nothings.

As we proceeded to the bedroom, she lifted me in her arms and laid me down. I was next on the menu. She began to place herself into the harness we’d purchased. She tasted from the fruits of my labor and stroked every sentiment for hours on end. I anointed her face and christened her sheets with my satisfaction. She pulled me closer as ecstasy erupted from my tight snatch for the fifth time. I slid her still soaked dick out of my pulsating pussy and into my mouth. I played with the head of her extension with my tongue to indicate what was to come. I took the shaft inch by inch and deeper still. My love’s potty mouth had turned to mush. Now she could only manage to muster interesting combinations of shit and fuck.

She had gotten so enthralled with my sex that she failed to notice I’d unhooked the sides of her harness to allow access to her vagina. I began to lick the balls attached to the strap in a porn star fashion. I allowed my tongue to get lost in her every so often. Quite frankly, I sucked her dick and ate her pussy all at once. Multitasking is my strong suit. After some time without objection or anxious twitches I went deeper. I pushed the harness to the side and exposed her. I took her clit into my mouth and moved my tongue in a circular cyclone motion. I began to feel her hands in my hair beckoning my head closer to her cunt. I took my arms under her legs and lifted her slightly opening her lips evermore. I inserted my tongue in the depths of her center signing my name on her walls in sexual sans script.

Her cursing had turned into some incomprehensible love song. With every moan her body released more and more liquid motivation. I’d decided last night she was going to cum in my mouth but first I needed to grind. I affixed my pussy onto hers and rode her wetness. Her trimmed hairs greeted my Brazilian with a warm welcome. I took her breast into my mouth and taunted her nipples with my tongue. I could feel her excitement with every exhale. She grabbed my ass so that she could merge with my motions with ease. She had arrived several times since my takeover but this was the one. I retreated to her hole to collect my hard earned honey. My timing was perfect as her climatic convulsions commenced as soon as my mouth revisited her. I drank from her allowing this sex stream to quench my three month thirst. Before I could take my spot again she jumped and shouted “No, stop its sensitive.” I knew then that this evening’s mission had been successfully accomplished. That night she had only prepared herself to please me. But I knew when I met her, I was going to fuck her. After all I’m a lesbian too.