Do You Wanna Suck My Pussy?

I got on one of those random online dating thingys.  

As you could imagine, most of what I saw was gross.  

But there was one ad...

I clicked.  A smooth, oiled woman sitting on her counter next to some food.  The ad read...

Do you wanna suck my pussy?

I sent her a message and said yes.  She asked me to come over soon and gave me her address.

Within minutes I was there.  I knocked.  No one came to the door.  I decided to leave... When I was in the parking lot, about to get in my Prius, I saw a note on my handle.  It read...

Do you wanna suck my pussy?

This one was clever.  This one was sexy.  This one was fun.

I ran back through the apartment lobby, past the receptionist, and up the stairs.  I didn't even knock this time, I just went in.  

There she was.  Sitting

On the counter.  Legs spread.  Pink.  Soft.

I was wet as a fish.  I could smell her pussy.  Her eyes pulled me in.  I couldn't look away from those dark, rapturous orbs.  Sucking me in.

I sauntered up to her.  She took my hands.

Do you wanna suck my pussy?

I nodded.  

I sucked her pussy.  She didn't make a peep, but watched me, smiling, calm like the Buddha, stroking my hair and scratching in my scalp.  I looked up after five minutes.

She pushed my face back in.  I kept sucking her pussy.

Do you like sucking my pussy?

Yes.

Keep sucking my pussy.

Okay.

I kept sucking her pussy.

Take your clothes off.

Okay.

I stood up and awkwardly tore my bra off.  Writhed out of my panties.  They lie on the floor in a puddle. 

Hand those to me.  I did.  She inhaled them.  She stuffed the soaking underwear in her mouth.

She spoke, muffled by the panties...

thuck my puthy.

I sucked her pussy.

I heard her begin to whimper.  I gripped her firm, sculpted buttox.  

That one whimper was all she wanted.  She pulled my head up.  Smiling.  

Your turn.  

Where should I sit. 

Wherever you want.

I sat on the counter next to her.

Spread my legs.  

She asked...

Do you want me to suck your pussy?

I nod.

She pressed her lips against mine, and pressed.  She spoke as we calmly caressed each others mouths with our own.  

You're a sweet girl.  And you're going to taste sweet.  Do I taste sweet.

Uh huh.

She rubs my breasts.  She knows how to treat me.  She lies down on the counter top, knocking off food and knives, clanging on the ground.  Puts her face in my cunt.  Tongues.  Wet.  Warm.  Deep. Moaning pleasure.

She rubbed my back, my ass and my thighs as she sucked.  I whimpered for a while gripping the back of her wet, conditioned hair.

What else do you want?

Will you suck my feet, I ask?

She smiles.  Puts her warm mouth on my toes, like itty bitty lollipops.  Her mouth is soothing.  I feel good.  After a while she looks up...

Do you wanna suck my pussy?

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