Her

The champagne fizzed through my body; it was already going slightly to my head. The buzzing atmosphere around me helped it. It was good to be here, I hadn't been for such a long time. I looked up from my glass and there she was. Her hand gripped the pole as she circled around it, swinging those sexy hips. Her gold bikini shimmered and sparkled. I felt the flickers of pleasure deep inside; she could still get me hot.

I took another sip of champagne. I saw her coming over to me. She locked her eyes onto mine. When she reached me she leaned in close and whispered, 'So you're back huh?' I looked at her, slipped a fistful of dollars into her tiny bikini bottoms and then leaned back in my seat. 'Dance for me.' A second's pause then she did as I asked. She rocked her hips, pushing her pussy close against my body. And she never once took her eyes from mine.

Her silky chestnut hair brushed against my face. She kept moving and every time I felt her body on mine I felt another intoxicating pulse of pleasure shoot through my body. I couldn't take my eyes from her. The pink gloss on her lips begged to be kissed. The shimmering dust on her neck drew my eyes down, bringing back memories of having those incredible breasts in my hands, the dark nipples, hidden by the bikini, in my mouth. Still further down, that glittering diamond belly bar I used to flick my tongue around. Her smooth, flat stomach I loved to run my hands across, and then the little gold bikini bottoms, covering my favourite part of her. I was suddenly incredibly aware of my tongue in my mouth. It longed to get back inside her and to taste her once more.

***

I shut the door of the hotel room and leaned against it, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. When I opened them I saw her stood by the bed, looking at me. My body tensed with expectation. I stepped across the room quickly, placed my hands on either side of her face, pushed back her hair and brought my lips to hers. Our tongues brushed against each other. It felt good to be back. I'd missed her kiss. I’d missed the way only her tongue could play with mine.

She moved her hands down my body, taking the zip of my dress with her fingers as they moved downwards. The deep purple silk slipped from my body. I slid her jacket from her shoulders, undid the fastening on her jeans and pushed them down. She pressed against me and I fell onto the bed. I ran my hands over her skin, so soft and smooth, as I kissed her. I pushed her back onto the bed and leaned over her. I kissed her whilst my fingers unclasped her bra and took it from her body. I took her breasts in my hands and then moved my mouth down to them. I took one of her beautiful dark nipples between my lips. I sucked softly, kissing her gently, circling my tongue around her, making her hard in my mouth.

I moved downwards, giving her belly bar a gentle flick with my tongue as I progressed down to the place in the world I most wanted to be. My tongue was happy at last. I kissed her, flicking my tongue against her clit, hearing the familiar little gasps of pleasure from her mouth. I kissed her more intensely and my tongue found its way to her soaking wet pussy. I pushed my tongue inside her, licking and enjoying the taste of her in my mouth. She brought a hand down to run her fingers through my hair, making sure my lips and tongue remained pressed against her body. Her body writhed on the bed as her breathing became heavier and she moaned softly. I stroked her clit as I fucked her with my tongue. I loved to please her; I needed to make her cum. I pushed my tongue deeper inside her. I felt her body tense beneath me, and then recognised the cute little scream that meant waves of pleasure were coursing through her body. I felt her pussy contract against my tongue, and tasted the sweet taste of her satisfaction.

She pulled my head up to hers and kissed me. She pushed me back and lay on top of me, running her hands over my body. She moved downwards, kissing my neck, and then taking one of my breasts in her mouth. I gasped as I felt her slip her fingers into my pussy. She was gentle at first, moving her fingers slowly, carefully hitting exactly the right spot. Gradually she built up, faster and more intense. The harder she thrust her fingers into my pussy, the harder she sucked on the nipple she had in her mouth. I moaned; she had always known exactly how to please me. A couple more thrusts and I felt that fantastic surge of bliss as I came. She looked down at me. Lust still flashed in her eyes: the night was far from over...