I wanted her from before we met. We'd talked on the phone and her voice excited me. She was well spoken, witty and clever.

When we met I was instantly attracted to her. We ate, we drank, and we flirted. She was very pretty. Her body was well rounded and quite supple. Late that evening we went back to my place. We kissed and I knew she wanted me. She told me as much. But I wasn't ready. I wanted to heighten the experience. I wanted her body so badly, but not that night. I wasn't ready.

She came to my place for dinner two days later. We'd talked much on the phone and I'd come to know her well. We kissed and after some time I guided her to my bedroom. Candles glowed and flickered patterns of light over the walls. I gently undressed her. Slowly drinking in the naked form of her body. Her breasts were firm. Not overly large, but in their own way perfect. Her skin was supple and shined in the flickering light. It was warm and golden.
She stood so still and passive, allowing ne to take away her clothing, until shewas naked before me. Her hips were good childbearing hips, perhaps too large for some, but to me so perfect.
She said not a word. I drank in her form. I could tell that she was aroused. She wanted, perhaps even needed to be looked at. And look I did.
After some time, I eased her onto my bed. I kissed her neck. I kissed her mouth. I cupped her breasts in my hands and eased them to my mouth. I smelled the muskiness of her body and it smelt good.
we said not a word. I needed to experience her body. I needed to concentrate on her beauty. I wanted to take it all in as I knew this wasn't a forever thing. A few nights was all I hoped for.
I ran my tongue, very slowly and very softly over her body. I explored the soft contours of her body with my mouth.
She gave her self completly to me. She moaned and made soft sounds of pleasure. I eventually found myself at the place where her body joined her legs. I found that very place where they joined and softly ran my tongue around there, not quite touching her clit. I eased my way around her clitorus tasting and smelling her juices as they flowed, but still i wouldn't touch her clit.
She wanted me to. Her body needed to be released. She was very wet indeed.
She murmured and moaned. She wanted more pleasure. I slowly, very slowly began to stroke her with my tongue. I intuitivly felt which way she like the stroking most and began to explore her needs. Several times I brought her close to the edge of a precipice of pleasure but eased back.

When I was ready, when I had enjoyed her body enough....It's never enough when you're into someone physically. I eased her with my mouth into a release of pleasure so intense she screamed, shuddered and convulsed.