How her heat engulfed me

I have been watching her for almost an hour. When she laughed sweetly, the dark strands of her short hair often fell in her face. She was talking to a group of girls. Talked briskly and had a gleam in his eyes. I noticed that immediately when I sat there at my table and talked to an acquaintance. My eyes kept wandering over to her. To her round face which I only saw in side profile. To her shapely feminine curves, half hidden by the chair she was sitting on. I found it difficult to concentrate on my current conversation. I haven't had a wife for so long. I wanted tender touches, the softness that only a woman can offer and no man. I watched her un-ladylike eating a burger. That turned me on even more. I don't like fancy mickey girls. I like women who don't care about ideals of beauty and stand by themselves. I could almost smell the sex appeal she exuded.

I sipped my iced chocolate, tapping my toes. Closed my eyes briefly to bring some clarity back into my mind. Tried to focus on the actual conversation again. He was talking about his last holiday in Ireland when I saw her get up and head towards the toilet. I swallowed involuntarily. I had to at least try. I excused myself briefly and also went to the toilet. When I opened the door I looked her straight in the eyes. Well, not so directly. She was looking in the mirror and brushing her hair when I came in from behind and approached her. Our eyes met in the glass.

I couldn't hide my lust and stepped closer. Dropped my eyes and then was so close I almost touched her. I ran my hand over her hair slide, over her neck and shoulder. Almost casually. She still didn't move. I breathed a gentle kiss on her neck. The ends of the hair tickled my nose. I heard her take a deep breath and looked at her in the mirror. She looked at me, slightly startled, in disbelief. Almost like a shy fawn. Her brown eyes had widened a bit. I pressed my body close to her now. Cupped her hips. I thought I heard her breathing faster. I breathed in her ear, "Come with me." I walked down the toilet rows to the rear stall.

Fortunately, the cabins here were quite large. She came in just after me. Now with a curious look on his face. I locked the door and pushed her against it. I felt her warm body, her soft flesh. I looked at her beautiful face, caressed her cheeks, ran my thumb over her tender lips and parted them gently. I grabbed the back of her neck, pressing my lips to hers. i kissed her Tenderly, carefully, but also decisively, I played with her tongue. I wanted to tease and entice her a bit. And indeed, I felt her tension gradually subside and she in turn became more demanding. Our tongues danced wildly around each other. A low moan escaped me in between and I had goosebumps that tingled and spread on my skin.

She was so hot and I wanted her. I ran my hand through her hair. With the other, I went up her arm and hip, slid behind it, and grabbed her ass. I pulled her even closer to me. I felt her hips pressed tightly against mine and savored the closeness. I let go of her mouth.  The lustful look on her face told me everything I needed and I ran my tongue down her throat. kissed her there. Sucked on her tender skin until I heard her moan softly. A lovely, light note escaped her throat. My insides contracted and I felt the familiar tingling and heat between my legs. I slid both hands down her waist to her hips and reached under her sweater, touching the warm skin beneath. I looked into her eyes until I walked up her stomach to her breasts.

I stroked the lace of her bra, then quickly undid it to reach underneath. Her full, warm breasts nestled perfectly in my hands and I massaged them full of lust, pinched her nipples and grinned seductively at her. She grabbed the end of her sweater and pulled it off. The bra followed shortly thereafter and was peppered into the corner. I had just a glimpse of her lovely B-cup breasts, then she turned under my hands and flirtatiously pushed her buttocks towards me. I ran my fingers down her back, across her stomach, and then undid her jeans.

I took my time undressing, slowly pushing the pants down piece by piece, exposing her full ass and legs. When the trousers hung over the shoes, I spread her legs as far as possible. I unabashedly slid up her crotch from behind, stroking the fabric covering her vulva. Leaning against her and clasping her with the other hand and gently squeezing her chest. Her thick vulval lips pressed against my fingers and I massaged them. Let my fingers stroke her sweet spot, stroked her vulva lips vigorously again and again. She breathed harder, punctuated by soft sighs. Suddenly I pushed the panties aside and finally touched the bare skin underneath. The velvety feeling of her vulva lips made me shudder and I slipped almost by myself between her lips into her hot, wet vulva. We groaned almost simultaneously. She stretched out even more and I slid my finger deep inside her. 

Wetness covered my hand and I could literally feel it glowing from the inside. I pushed a second finger inside her and could now clearly feel her tightness. I came very close to her ear and moaned softly, telling her how horny she felt. So wet and willing. Meanwhile, they jabbed my fingers faster and faster. I could feel her so intensely. Her movements, her slight twitches, her clutching vulva. I was now so horny that I could hardly contain myself as this beautiful woman stood naked in front of me. Then, as if from afar, I heard the toilet door open. I stopped, frozen. Her breath caught too. In the toilet next to us the door was opened and we tried to be as quiet as possible. I pulled my fingers out of her. A soft smacking sounded and I hoped that the ladies next to us hadn't heard it. Or did I hope so? The thought of having an "eavesdropper" turned me on even more. I slid further up between her wet vulva lips and circled her clit. It was hard and swollen between my fingertips. I covered her mouth to be on the safe side while I now artfully devoted myself to her clit. I rubbed the bead between my fingers, circling it and pressing the sensitive tip a few times. Her body started shaking slightly. 

She seemed to like what I was doing to her. I pulled the foreskin over the pearl and could now massage it a little harder. In circular movements I indirectly stroked the clitoris. Slowly getting faster. I kissed her shoulder blade, having to stop myself from moaning because her aroused body was making me so horny. I finally heard the toilet flush next door. I let go of her completely, turned her around and pulled her to me. I could feel her nipples through my thin fabric they were so hard. Only when the outer door had closed again did I kiss her stormily. She also hugged me tighter and we moaned into each other's mouths. I put my thin jacket and her sweater on the toilet seat and pressed them down.

Her eyes glittered with lust and excitement and I looked at her deeply as I knelt on the floor in front of her. I pushed her thighs wide apart. Saw her wet vulva in front of me like an opened flower. I looked at her whole round body from below. My hands wander over her breasts to her soft stomach and then back to her clean-shaven mound. I parted her vulva lips from above and lowered my face, inhaling her scent. This awesome smell that almost cost me my mind. Then I licked up from her opening to her clit in one gulp, tasting her juice. She had her eyes closed, wearing an ecstatic expression. I pressed my mouth all the way to her clit, kissing her. Then I parted my lips and lazily entwined her little pearl. A throaty moan from her made me shiver again. I licked her now with more pressure from bottom to top, fully focused on her pleasure center. Rotate my tongue quickly or flick it from left to right. Tenderly sucked on it and sometimes let my teeth slide over it. Her legs were shaking next to me, she was moaning incessantly now, though not loudly. I slowly pushed a finger into her vagina. And oh she was tight now. I moaned into her crotch, pushing myself deeper and deeper into her, now massaging her g-spot in rhythm with her clitoris. I could only guess how wet my panties must have been at that moment.

This woman drove me crazy and I just wanted to give her the most beautiful moment. Apparently it was slowly starting to happen. Her breathing became more and more faltering. Her chest rose and fell more violently. She had one hand in my hair like a vise and I kept licking her. Continued to lick the hard bead, stroking her g-spot until she was fully pressed against me and her legs began to twitch uncontrollably. She moaned loudly as the waves pounded through her and her vulva clutched my finger tightly over and over again. I continued to massage her, more slowly, leading her through her climax until the last waves had subsided after what felt like an eternity and she slowly opened her eyes again. She smiled weakly and I grinned at her. I wiped my face dry with the toilet paper and she blushed even more. I stroked her glowing body lovingly, feeling the intense pounding of her heart. I pulled her to her feet and held her so her legs wouldn't give out and hugged her tightly to me. Kissed her gently and stroked her hair. That was very hot, I whispered. She just smiled and lowered her eyes.

I helped her get dressed and we left the toilet, not without one last kiss apart. My friend gave me a critical look as I sat down again with my flushed cheeks and a satisfied grin. I just kept silent and kept glancing furtively at my affair. I imagined that she also looked at me more often, but always quickly elsewhere. But when she left the restaurant with her circle of friends, she stuck a note under my plate. My friend looked at me with raised eyebrows, but I just put the note away. When I finally took the train home that evening, I unfolded the small piece of paper and read: “I want to feel you too. 0173-5286344. Kathy" I grinned and let the evening pass in my mind's eye again.