by Maureen Louise Reardon
Copyright © 2000
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We finally decided to meet. After months of e-mails, private chats and playful instant messages. We decided on a public place, no pressure, just a dinner with friends. The tablecloth was heavy, either a cotton or linen mix, draped nearly to the floor. Four people could easily have shared the rounded booth where we were sitting, but only the two of us would be sharing the conversations that would take place there.As she slid into the booth, the tablecloth tangled around her right leg threatening to pull her off balance. She juggled her drink to prevent a spill as I bent down behind her back. My left hand rested on her waist above her left hip as I reached down with my right to extract the tablecloth. Her scent filled my senses as I leaned close. Feeling her body move gracefully as my hand held her waist sent an electric charge up my spine and a tremor into my groin."I have a feeling it is going to be a very interesting journey, " came my reply as I slid in beside her. "Would you like to join me in finishing this bottle of wine, or can I get your drink freshened?""Thank you, I think I'll stick to the Vodka since I've already started down that path."I could tell she was feeling the effects of her second drink since she was very relaxed. I had similar feelings of total ease and relaxation. Her eyes were beautiful and her mouth... God, I wanted to kiss her right then.So I did. Leaning toward her, I reached up with my left hand to pull her head closer to me, telegraphing my intentions to kiss her. It was a mutual desire as she leaned toward me at the same time. As our heads were drawn slowly together our eyes searched each other for words. Were we looking for a permission to continue or for some other instruction urging us both onward?There were no words seen or spoken as the heat of our breath mixed; our lips only fractions apart. We seemed frozen as if in this insta
nt, knowing this was the first kiss, it would soon be over, never to be experienced again outside of memories we each would carry.I loved the slowness. I loved the lingering of her face so close to mine, her breath halting, anticipating, living the eroticism of the moment. Our lips touched with a brushing lightness, mouths parted slightly drinking in the passion that was boiling just beneath the surface. Our lips sealed tightly as we were drawn into the swirling moments where time stands still, where the only sounds are two people breathing through their noses and hearts pounding in their ears.Her tongue touched the tip of mine lightly just as I broke contact slightly. Holding her face between my hands, I kissed her again. My tongue probing deeper, meeting her own and swirling together. Again I broke contact slightly to look at her mouth, then kissed the corners, each time breaking off to look for a spot for the next kiss.I could taste the dark red lipstick and my nose was filled with her scent. My head was swirling from the wine but this woman's mouth was the true source of my drunkenness. I could have spent the rest of the evening just sitting there kissing her mouth over and over. I could never get enough of her. I could kiss her until infinity became a fraction of something as big as my desire was then."Pam?" I said as I backed away slightly. "I'm sorry, I'm not sure what came over me... I just had to taste..."She smothered my explanation of the flurry of kisses with an urgent hungry kiss of her own. Her teeth bit lightly onto my bottom lip as she sucked it gently into her mouth. I had no choice but to kiss her back. The passion I knew inside was there in the form of this beautiful woman kissing me with a longing and a hunger I could understand.She spoke huskily as we stopped to catch our breath. "Do you know how long I've wanted to be kissed like that? I love a womyn who can kiss, and who can kiss back."I smiled a wordless reply as she completed my thoughts for me. "Yes, this is going to be quite a journey!
A combination of the exquisite kissing and the potent wine probed deeply into my being where my own animal paced anxiously, waiting to be released. I sensed the urgency in her also as we sat closely in the booth. Neither of us was speaking, nor were we breathing normally. The attraction that brought both of us to this place was now driving us onward. Neither of us could stop it, nor did we want to try."Pam?" I whispered toward her ear, "I want you to tell me what I could do for you if you had one wish."The waiter appeared out of thin air to examine the remains of my bottle of wine and to take our request for yet another Vodka. Damn! My plans would have to wait. Or would they? As the waiter hustled off on his mission I kissed her neck just below her left ear, waiting for her reply. I breathed in her scent deeply, sensing the warmth coming off her body, increasing the intensity of the flame that burned within me.She took my neck in her hand and pulled me over to whisper into my ear, "I wish you would show me the all that is you. And if it takes all night, that would be to my liking."She was here on a mission too. I shuddered at the enormity of this coincidence; her mission being the same as mine. She didn't want a lot of nonsense conversation. She had an urgency not unlike my own. This was my fantasy coming true right here in the middle of a crowded lounge. Could it be her fantasy was also coming true? I knew she had not had the kind of attention she wanted. If she had, she would not have been here kissing me back with this urgent hunger. God, how I wanted this womyn.The waiter reappeared with her drink. As she sipped it, I dropped my napkin onto the floor under the table. "Oops, I've lost my napkin." I said with a wicked innocence. I scooted the table out a few inches so I could lean down to retrieve it. It was too far out of reach. It was supposed to be out of reach. That was part of the plan.As she raised her drink for a sip, I spoke "Hang on Pam, I'll be right back!" Unnoticed by anyone else, I quickly slipped
beneath the table. The long tablecloth draped over the table hid me from the rest of the room. Only Pam knew I was under the table. Only Pam would care shortly. That also was part of the plan. I suspected it was now part of her plan too.She had to know I was up to something. When my lips kissed her knee, I think she knew what I meant when I told her to hang on. Her skin tasted sweet as I slowly licked a circle on her kneecap, kissing toward the inside of her knee. My head rested on her opposite knee only briefly when to my delight she parted her legs slightly encouraging my exploration. Not only did she part her pretty legs for me; she slid her bottom closer to the edge of the seat. What a rush!She wanted me to do this. She was fully engaged in her own fantasy.I kissed the inside of her right thigh just above the knee. The smell of her skin and the warmth she radiated was delicious. I turned to kiss her other thigh and she jerked slightly at my touch. I realized she was blind to my advance up her silken thighs. I could only imagine her face as I moved closer to her clit.It appeared as though we were both getting what we wanted. The plan was perfect.My tongue moved slowly, licking every inch of those gorgeous inner thighs. My hands slid down the backs of her calves as I leaned forward to kiss deeper. I could feel her calf muscles flexing as she lifted her legs, rising to her tiptoes. She was enjoying this. I was enjoying this.I moved my hands slowly up her lower legs, gliding over her calf muscles, across the outsides of her knees and thighs. My hands slid up under her skirt, fingertips feeling the edges of high-cut panties as I cupped her sweet butt in my hands.I could feel the heat of her center on my face. Rising through the heat was her real scent, the scent of her soaking wet pussy. I wanted to taste her so badly. I slid my hands from under her panties over the tops of her thighs and down into her sweet inner thighs spreading her legs further apart. Her skirt had worked its way over the tops of her thighs,
exposing herself to me.In the darkness I could only imagine the pretty sight of her wetness staining her panties, waiting, wanting me to take her with my mouth. I wished in that brief instant for a miner's hat with one of those little lights on it. I wanted to see what I was going to taste, but settled for following my other senses.Again I slipped my hands under her butt cheeks nestled in what felt like lacy little panties, cupping her ass pulling her toward my waiting mouth. I opened my jaws wide and engulfed her center, panties and all, tongue licking deeply into the material sagging between her swollen lips. Her wetness had already soaked her panties and spread quickly to my lips. Hmmm, she tasted good.I began a slow motion with my jaws while my tongue explored upward, probing for her swollen clit. I knew it had to be pushing against her panties, straining for direct contact with my searching tongue. I sucked her into my mouth, her juices flowing nicely through her panties, running down my chin. I was in my heaven. She was in hers.I could feel her hips rotating upward as my tongue probed the edges of her opening, forbidden to enter by the sheer fabric of her panties. As my tongue licked upward toward her clitoris. Her hips rotated downward making her pleasure button accessible to my mouth and tongue. I could feel the protrusion of her clit through her panties as my lips encircled it.I sucked at her love button drawing it into my mouth shrouded in the silky material of her panties, my lips and teeth biting softly as I pushed my face deeper into her open legs. I moved my whole head up and down as I licked and sucked through her panties, enjoying myself immensely. As I licked upward, I lingered at her throbbing clit, biting softly and pulling at it with my teeth and lips. With the tip of my tongue I started to draw small slow circles around the tiny bulge in her panties. Alternately, I would lean close and kiss her with an open mouth sucking softly. Capturing her clit again with my mouth, I held it fast, moving
my head in a slow circular motion, pushing into her wetness, sucking harder on her pleasure button.By the increasingly jerky movements of her pelvis, I suspected she was about to climax, and I wanted it to be a good one for her. As I guessed, she was very close to having a delightfully complete orgasm.Who knows, this might be her first time she's had a womyn licking and sucking her tight little pussy like this.I wished for her to be naked so my tongue could be deep inside of her to feel the throbbing contractions sucking back at me. But my other wish was coming true, she was cumming, and it was my mouth that was making it happen.Her hands came underneath the table just as she was starting to cum and grabbed blindly for my head. She found me and cradled my head in both hands as she pulled me into her. Her hips bucked hard with a couple quick spasms as her orgasm exploded inside of her. I could feel her fingers tighten as she rode the waves of ecstasy my mouth lips and tongue had given to her. She held me fast as her orgasm hit a pleasing plateau. Slowly she started to relax. I did not want to stop quite yet. Her fantasy was incomplete.My tongue was still lying flat against her pounding clit. Slowly I started to pull my tongue upward, pushing hard against her, my chin pressing into her soaking opening, then moving it back down, again ever so slowly. I could feel her fingers starting to flex tighter against the back of my head as she enjoyed the overtime attention.I moaned softly into her center, my mouth firmly in place. I felt her legs rise again, imagining her tiptoes pushing on the floor, the vibration of my muffled moan thrilling her. I closed my mouth slightly, squeezing her swollen wetness and her fingers flexed on the back of my head. I made another motion and her fingers flexed again.Again I moaned into her. Again she pulled on my head, her permission for me to take her again, to keep taking her.I sucked harder, moving my head left-to-right slightly, quickly. I could imagine her struggling to stifle a deli
ghted squeal from the way her legs were bouncing on her toes.I slid my right hand under her bottom hooking the edge of her panties, pulling them from her streaming juices, exposing the sweetness I really wanted. She responded by spreading her legs even further, hips rolling upward, inviting me to dive into the soft folds of her pleasure tunnel.With a long lingering lick I sampled the wetness that lay waiting for me. My tongue made several deep passes through her slit, each time lingering on her clitoris. First, sliding up the right side of it, easing the flat of my tongue over on top, then easing down on the left side. I loved the little roll she made with her hips to follow my tongue.I had to stop for a second to reflect on what a sweet pussy I was getting. My mouth was less than an inch from her center as I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I wanted to remember all of this, her sweet plentiful taste, her movements, the feel of her fingertips digging into the back of my head as she guided me.I felt her move slightly, scooting toward me to recapture my lips and tongue, legs opening like a morning flower to a new dawn. I reached out with my tongue, guessing the distance between her straining clit and the very tip of my tongue. My calculations were precise as I fluttered my tongue against her love button rapidly. That's when she shifted into a new phase of enjoyment. Her hips began to vibrate with a wide tremor-like movement. Her hands clutched my head dragging me full into her steaming sweet crotch. My tongue dipped down and slid into her opening. I strained to fill her with my tongue as my nose rested squarely on her bursting clit. I rapidly slipped my tongue in and out, each time rising across her smooth silky crescent to the base of her clit, then racing back down and deep inside not wanting to miss a single contraction of the orgasm exploding inside of her.The first time she came she bucked her hips. This time there was no bucking, only a slow rolling grinding motion as she held me fast. Her job was easy
though; my own pushing was as if I wanted to crawl inside of her headfirst. Pam's was the best, I believe I have ever had the privilege of tasting.To this day, I cannot be sure which of us was getting the most enjoyment out of that whole event. God, how I loved the way she responded to me. Even now I can sit back, close my eyes and imagine the feeling of her legs coming up, thighs brushing my cheeks as she rose to her tiptoes, reaching for my pleasures. I can still feel her fingers flexing on my head as my treatment found her sweet spots, as she urged me to continue.I do think that my greatest pleasure was in knowing she was taking what I gave to her. She took it without hesitation, and without guilt. It drove me to a whole new level of giving knowing she was loving it, responding and moving to capture every subtle dance of my tongue. She was accepting my gift selfishly; creating her own sweet memories to be replayed in her mind countless times just I do frequently.I wish I could have seen her face as her final orgasm ripped through her. I wondered how many other people in the room realized what had just taken place. To my surprise I found my napkin, and not a moment too soon. I wiped her cum juices from my face being careful not to wipe my lips. That would be something I could enjoy later as I licked them, remembering.As I slid back into my seat next to her, I could see her glowing with an exhausted but satisfied smile gracing her lips. The booth seemed to have wrapped itself around her as she melted into the soft cushions. I smiled and said, "I found my napkin. Sorry it took so long."She smiled and said, "I was thinking how much I enjoyed your search for that napkin. In fact, I would have enjoyed your search even if you not found it."I kissed her, my lips sharing the succulent flavor of her cum. "Would you like to order something to eat?" I had eaten earlier, and of course had just enjoyed dessert while under the table.She looked at me with a very wicked little grin and said, "I'd love something to eat, but I
don't see it on the menu. Can we go to your hotel or do I have to drop my napkin too?""Yes, this is going to be an amazing journey." I replied as I motioned the waiter for the check.We stood to leave. I waited for her to exit the booth, offering my hand, placing my other in the small of her back as we headed toward the front of the restaurant. I heard a giggle from behind us, then someone clapped their hands together several times.Just as I turned to look back, two more people started to applaud. My face turning beet red as several more joined in and two womyn at the table closest to us stood up and applauded. We were getting a fucking standing ovation.Pam covered her mouth with her hand trying to hide her own embarrassment. I was falling even deeper into a blush when I decided there was no stopping what was happening. I did not want to have our memories of this blessed event be one of total embarrassment so I decided to go with the flow.As we reached the front door, I turned and bowed deeply from the waist before exiting.We then left the building.
The End