Sexy Briefs: Knickers in a Twist

Same Time Next Year? by Summer Daniels

As my flight finally touched down, my heart began to race even faster.

The long awaited and eagerly anticipated meeting was actually now within reach.

I thought back to how we arrived at this moment in time, meeting online through a posting designed to garner nothing more than a good friend. She had quickly become so much more than that.

The rapid pace of the connection we formed took us both by surprise. A very pleasant surprise, but surprise nonetheless. We quickly became inseparable, yet separated by a great distance as well.

A day without an email or smile from her became insufferable.

Thoughts, dreams, desires, and fantasies; nothing was hidden, nothing was too outrageous. Nothing said that I felt was better left unsaid, no dirty detail spared. It truly felt like for the first time in my life I was not being judged for who I was, but instead celebrated for it.

As I drove towards my hotel, I finalized plans in my head for this, our first meeting.

I am freshly out of the shower and slipping into nothing but a pair of boxer shorts when the knock comes at the door. I truly cannot believe this moment is here as it felt for the longest time as if we were just kidding ourselves that this day would ever arrive.

I have already given her a set of instructions to follow, and now I guess is the time to see if she will obey me or test my authority.

I open the door and she steps inside, eyes shut and a tentative smile on her lovely face. She seems a little unsure of being here, of having her eyes shut, of listening to my directions. She puts on a brave front, even when I know she is trembling with excitement and nerves underneath her cool exterior.

I just stand there for a moment looking at her, drinking in her every detail, because I know after tonight it will be a long while before we can be together again. As strange as it sounds, I miss her already.

I slowly and quietly move behind her and slip a prepared blindfold over her eyes. I lean close and whisper in her ear, “Just trust me. All will be revealed soon enough.”

I gently nudge her forward until she stands in the center of the room. Blindfolded and gorgeous, she awaits my next move.

I reach out and softly stroke her cheek, savoring the moment when I can finally touch her to my heart’s content. Her head leans towards me, trying to keep my hand in contact with her flesh.

“Stay still,” I say, not harshly, but leaving no room for misinterpretation.

I move behind her again, taking in the womanly curves of her butt through the tight jeans. I bend down and lift the hair away from the nape of her neck and lightly nip her with my teeth. “You know I could mark you as mine so easily right now, don’t you?” I say.

“You can do whatever you want with me, however you want, for as long as you want,” she responds.

In that moment I truly feel so blessed to have this woman in my life. She is offering herself to me without question, without reservation, without judgment, completely and fully not knowing or caring what I might have in mind. She trusts me that whatever I want, it will be for my pleasure, or hers, or ours. That whatever I ask her, or tell her, to do, will never be enough to quench my insatiable thirst for her.

I stand in front of her again, drinking in the vision of her just standing there, awaiting whatever I want to do. The part that warms my heart is that she knows in her heart that all I want for her, for us, is to enjoy this stolen moment of pleasure as much as we can. All too soon we will be apart again. For now though, for this moment, I put that out of my mind.

I come closer to her and brush my lips softly against hers. Blindfolded as she is, she senses the closeness and thrusts her body forward slightly, attempting to press herself up against me. Every fiber of her body is quivering, anticipating my touch.

I pull back slightly and raise my hands to her blouse, slowly unbuttoning it, drawing the moment out and making her wait. She is wearing the red lingerie underneath that she sent me a picture of so long ago. Her nipples are straining at the fabric, her arousal evident and obvious.

I unsnap her jeans as well and peel them down her legs, bending down as I do so and breathing in the scent of her essence through the lingerie, breathing deeply of her arousal and moisture. She is moist for me already, and I am truly honored by this level of trust and warmth.

She stands there before me now in only the red lingerie, lips slightly parted in anticipation.

Wanting to keep her guessing, I move behind her again, lightly drawing my fingertips down her back, following my fingers with my tongue. I pause at the top of her ass to tease her senses a little. Keeping my lips where they are, I suddenly snake an arm through her legs and cup her moistening mound from behind, exerting upward pressure with my wrist. I can feel her wetness now on my wrist and this makes my cock stir to full hardness.

I move around in front of her again, pressing myself and my hard cock up against her moist lips, my chest against hers as I kiss her deeply. Her tongue does incredible things in my mouth as her hunger and passion overwhelm me.

I grind my hard cock into her wet lingerie, causing her to moan, and I reach around to grab her ass and pull her even harder into me.

I slowly break contact as I reach down between us and slide my hands into her soaking wetness. I can’t believe the heat and how slippery her labia are for me already. It turns me on to the point where I am barely in control as I slide my fingers deep inside her, frustrated at the fabric still between us.

I reluctantly pull my fingers out and bring my wet fingers to her mouth. Instantly her searching tongue laps up her own sweet juices from my fingers, sucking them deep into her mouth, literally almost causing me to cum in my boxer shorts immediately.

I back her up onto the bed, the backs of her knees hitting the bed as she goes down, now sitting before me. I push her back, blindfold still in place, and I press my body into hers once again, but only for a brief moment.

I trail lower with my mouth, teasing and lightly biting at her erect nipples through the sexy red lingerie. I kneel before her on the carpet as I pull the now sopping wet panties from her body and reward myself with my first vision of her lovely wet pussy in front of me.

After literally thousands of emails and far too many months of waiting for this moment, I can wait no longer. I lean forward and touch my tongue to her waiting slit. The way she reacts is extraordinary, as if she has been touched with a cattle prod. She comes immediately, so turned on by the past minutes and the past months that her hips thrust up. Her labia open like the petals of a delicate flower and her juices pour out hot and sweet.

I cannot get enough and I lick the sweet juices as they flow, causing even more to appear. My fingers peel back her labia to expose her clit. It pokes out proudly, swollen and inflamed and my lips close around it as my fingers probe inside.

I tease a fingertip down into her tight ass as well, made wet enough for easy penetration by the juices flowing freely down her spread thighs.

I had teased, taunted, and tempted her for many months about the length and skill of my fingers and I dare not disappoint her now. My fingers delve deep into her as my tongue teases her clit, lightly stroking all around it without touching it, then flicking forward to strike it directly, causing her moans to elevate in volume and intensity.

I reach up and push her knees up, spreading her legs even farther, not content with my position; I want even more from her, I want it all.

As my fingers curl towards the spongy g-spot on her upper wall, she screams and comes again for me, hips bouncing off the bed of their own accord. I can feel her warm wet tunnel clench at my fingers as I do my best to keep my tongue in contact with her.

She slowly comes back down to earth and feebly attempts to push my head away from her now over-sensitive pussy. Instead of allowing her to push me away, I just move lower, trailing kisses down her wet thighs, down to her calves and feet and slowly back up again.

She moans in frustration and says to me, “Please, come up here and kiss me, I need you.” Not wanting to disappoint her, but absolutely wanting and needing her to know who is in charge, I reply to her, “You may have that kiss, but on my terms and my timetable.”

I crouch above her and tease the end of my rock-hard cock into her sensitive lips. She jerks from the contact to her overheated loins for just an instant before thrusting her hips up and forward to meet my own. I anticipate this move and pull back slightly, only wanting to tease her a little longer.

I rub the swollen head up and down her labia and lightly slap it against her inflamed clit. She moans in both arousal and frustration, repeatedly grinding her hips upwards to try to capture more of my cock in her depths.

Reaching up above me, I rip off her blindfold at the same instant I bear down and thrust deep inside of her, surprising her with both sudden vision and sudden penetration.

The intensity in her gaze tells me that I will be lucky to escape this night in one piece. I truly believe at that moment that she intends to devour me completely, mind, body, and soul.

I smile down at her as I pull my length from her slowly, feeling her velvety tunnel walls clinging to the surface of my pulsing cock. She squeezes her internal muscles, trying to trap me in place so I cannot withdraw, but I simply pull most of the way out and thrust back in again suddenly, unpredictably. I thrust in all the way, pull out, go in only an inch, pull out, slowly and surely revving her engine back up again as her sensitivity disappears as quickly as her juices flow between us.

She growls at me and thrusts her hips higher and harder. “Fuck me baby,” she nearly screams as I thrust into her, driving her halfway across the bed with my vigorous thrusting. A fleeting thought runs through my head that the neighboring hotel rooms must be getting quite an earful. That thought disappears as quickly as it had come and I simply take her at her word and fuck her harder.

She is moaning uncontrollably again now and her hips are bouncing on the bed. I want to look into her eyes as she comes this time, as we both come, because I can hold out no longer.