The visit

The Visit
It's funny how you think of someone you havn't seen for a while and they suddenly show up. But sure enough, one day he was thinking of her and wondering how she was, who she was with, and if she was being treated well, when he answered a knock on the door and there she stood, looking fit and well in her tank top and Daisy Dukes. She gave him a warm hug hello, and then said, "I need to talk to you about something. Can I come in?" He stepped aside and motioned her in, followed her to the couch and took a seat beside her. "What's on your mind Sweetie?" he asked. "I'm not very good at this," she began. "So please just hear me out okay?" "Just spit it out Hun." he answered. "You know you can talk to me about anything."
"You've known me a long time" she said. "You've always been good to me and made me feel good about myself. You've made me feel confident, attractive, and even..........sexy. But you've always been a perfect gentleman, and have never made an improper advance towards me. I don't know of any other way to put this but to come right out and say it." She paused for a moment, and then took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "I want you to make love to me." A moment of strained silence followed, which he finally and mercifully broke. "I'm very flattered, but are you sure that's what you want, and that you're not just saying that to make me feel good?" She answered, not with words, but with a nervous nod of her head. Another moment of strained silence, and then, "kiss me." he finally said. "Huh?" "kiss me." he repeated. "You can fool someone, and even fool yourself sometimes, but the kiss never lies." She stroked his cheek with her soft hand and slowly but deliberately brought her mouth to his. The kiss was soft and sensual,and anything but platonic, lips slightly parted and just a hint of teasing tounge. When she withdrew it was only slightly. "Again please?" she whispered against is lips. Now it was his turn to only nod. This time the kiss was not nearly as gentle, and the probing of her tounge was neither subtle or teasing. She took his hand and guided it up under the front of her shirt to where she wanted it. He expected to feel the fabric of a bra, or as warm as it was out, maybe even a swimsuit top, but unstead found his palm filled with the firm but yielding warmth of a bare breast. He felt and heard her sharp intake of breath and a soft moan of pleasure as his thumb ever so gently brushed her erect nipple. When they finally came up for air, he stood up, took her hand and led her to the bedroom. He sat on the foot of the bed, and placing his hands on her hips,drew her close so she was standing in front of him, and then drew her head down for a long, deep, kiss. She straightened up, crossed her arms and pulled the tank top off over her head, leaving her nude from the waist up a mere few inches from his face. He wondered if his face was flushed as he found himself thinking of the times he had wished he could see her this way. Seeing his mild discomfort, she took a step back, taking no small amount of pleasure at the look on his face as he drank in the sight of her. Finally she undid the short cutoffs, and drew them and her underwear, (was she even wearing any?) down off her hips and let them drop to the floor, leaving her fully revealed to him. She came back to him after a moment or two, and pulled his teeshirt off over his head. She gently ran a hand over the growing bulge in his jeans before undoing his belt, button,and zipper. He laid back, and raised his hips, allowing her to pull them down and off him, leaving him as naked as she was. They laid down and melted into eachother's arms, kissing deeply and running thier hands over every inch of eachother's bodies they could reach. He decided then and there to make this a day she would never forget for the rest of her life. He kissed his way down her neck and collar bone to her breasts, circling her areola with his tounge, deliberately avoiding the nipples themselves for a bit and letting her anticipation build for several minutes before finally kissing and gently sucking them each in turn. Her moans of pleasure told him this was a good tecnique, and after a few minutes more of this, which he enjoyed as much as she, he kissed his way down her belly to the soft triangle of dark hair between her legs. Her moans became more pronounced as she anticipated where his mouth was going. She drew her knees up and spread them more widely to give him easier access. But once again he avoided direct contact with the very place she wanted that tounge to go. He got so close to her nub she could feel his breath there, but then diverted his kisses and licks to her inner thighs, where her legs met her pubic mound, and then back again. He continued this for what seemed to her like an eternity, before finally allowing his tounge to find her nub. even then he did not attack it directly, but chose instead to let his tounge graze the edges of it, building her pleasure, but still leaving her longing for more. Time after time he brought her to the edge of climax, only to retreat his attentions just enough to let her come back down. Finally, when she thought she would go mad from anticipation, she reached down and took his head in her hands, holding it in place right where she wanted it. This being the reaction he was trying for, he attacked her nub in earnest, kissing, licking , and sucking on it while sliding a finger into her and upward, finding and gently massaging her G - spot. In less than a minute, her back arched, her bottom came up off the bed, and she cried out in extacy as her orgasm slammed through her body like a runaway frieght train. He let her orgasm subside for a few moments,and then kissed his way back up her belly, to her breasts,and a few minutes later back to her mouth for several deep, sensuous kisses. "Oh Mister you are in so much trouble." she purred in his ear. She shifted her body and rolled them over so that she was on top of him. She kissed him deeply, enjoying the feel of his hands roaming up and down her back and over her butt, and then kissed her way down his chest and belly to his erect member. She kissed and licked the base of him for a minute or two before working her way up to the tip of him, runnung her tounge around the head of him like an ice cream cone for what seemed like an eternity before finally taking him in her mouth and sucking slowly and deeply. After a few minutes ofthis, she felt the throbbing in his shaft that signaled that he was about to come. "Not yet." she purred. She straddled him,and guided him to the entrance of her sweet sex, lowering herself slowly onto him. She rode him very slowly, rising until he almost withdrew from her and then lowering herself until he was buried to the hilt in her. It was the most sensual feeling he could remember, and soon, once again he felt, as did she, that he was about to cum. As soon as she felt it, she stopped moving. "Paybacks are a bitch, aren't they?" she said wickedly. She grabbed his hands and helped pull him into a sitting position so that she was sitting on him lap dance style, her breasts mere inches from his face, and began to rock her hips, massaging him inside her. To add to this magnificant torment, she cupped a breast in one hand and drew his mouth to her to suckle and lick it. This was too much pleasure for him to handle,and once again he felt himself on the verge of a massive orgasm. And once again she stopped. "Uh-uh." she purred. "Not till we do it my way." She dismounted from him, and positioned herself on her knees, her breasts resting on a pillow. for a moment he just laid there, drinking in the sight of her naked body in that incredibly sexy position. "Well, what are you waiting for, an engraved invitation?" she asked. He positioned himself behind her and entered her slowly pushing in until he was buried to the hilt in her warm sex. Then he began moving in and out of her, carressing her gorgeous butt as he stroked. She rocked forward and back, meeting his thrusts, and soon they had a nice rythem going together. Slowly at first, and then more rapidly as thier passion grew until finally neither one could hold back any longer. When they were finally at the point of no return, he reached around her sides, cupping her breasts in his hands and burying his face in her neck as they both exploded in extatic release.
They finally withdrew from each other and collapsed in each other's arms, both sound asleep within minutes. When he awoke several hours later she was gone, leaving nothing behind but the scent of her perfume on the pillow, and the memory of a day that would remain with him the rest of his life.