Watching

The dinner was wonderful the company even better now it was time for dessert, the teasing and flirting had been going on for months. The chemistry was just as strong in person as it had been talking on the computer and on the phone. Both were surprised they weren't nervous in the least. They had decided to go to his place, since it was quiter and closer. They got in the door and he asked if she was thirsty, when she turned to answer, he kissed her lips softly. His lips brushing hers, then feeling her tongue teasing across his lips, he deepens the kiss, hand at the back of her head, his tongue slipping into her mouth playing and dancing with hers.

He steps back, breathin hard already, and looks at her and smiles, taking her hand he pulls her forward into his living room, the view was awesome, the view inside was even more so. He asks her softly if she trusts him, she looks up into his face and smiles and nods. He takes her hand and walks her into the bedroom, turning her to face the antique full length mirror in the corner. Standing behind her, his hand wrapped around her waist, the other one carressing across her cheek, trailing down her neck lightly, sending tingles through her body, taking his time, knowing he has all night. He see's the flush on her cheeks and he knows that she is getting very excited.

He continues running his finger down her neck to the v-neck of her shirt, leaning down and whispering in her ear that she looks beautiful tonight. His other hand comes up and he starts to undo the buttons one at a time, exposing her skin to his eyes, then seeing the lace of her red bra and finally pulling it open, his eyes just taking her in, admiring the way her breasts plump up in the cups of her bra, her nipples pressing against the lace, tight and hard. Sliding the shirt down her arms, he tosses it on a nearby chair, then just runs his fingers lightly up and down her arms, watching her skin get little goose bumps all over. Running his fingers across her stomach, hearing her catch her breath, her eyes locked on what he's doing. Following his moves in the mirror, then looking up into his eyes. He smiles at her reflection in the mirror, and leans down and kisses her on her cheek, then moves his mouth slowly down her neck. His fingers still moving lightly up and down her stomach, his hands then move to the hooks at the back and unhooking it, letting it slide down her arms, laying it with her shirt.

Bringing his hands up he cups her breasts, feeling their weight in his hands, stroking his fingers over each breast. Both of them watching his hands in the mirror. He takes the tip of one finger and traces it around her right nipple tracing running it around the nipple he see's her eyes shut in pleasure, he bends down and whispers in her ear, "Open your eyes baby, watch with me." She feels his finger moving over each little bump on her nipple, watching it draw up even tighter, almost as if he was memorizing each spot, moving his finger over to do the same to the other nipple. Her eyes watching every move. Watching his hands move slowly down to her skirt, undoing the button and lowering it slowly, bringing her panties into view, the red lace matching the bra she had on. Seeing the expression in his eyes, feeling his cock pressing into her ass, knowing he wants her as much as she wants him. His hands tracing the edge of the lace against her stomach, moving slow, still taking his time. She bites her lip hard, and moans, watching his every move.

He puts the skirt over with the bra and top. Hearing her breath catching in her throat, knowing she is waiting for when he finally touches her, and can feel how wet she is for him. His own breathing coming a little faster and harder. His hand continues to trace the lace moving down to her pussy and pressing his fingers against her pussy, feeling the dampness leaking through the crotch of her panties. The site of his hand on her pussy through her panties, exciting her even more. Slowly he hooks his thumbs into the tops of her panties and slides them down her smooth thighs. Tossing them over in the direction of the other items, not really caring anymore where the panties land. His hands moving back up the outside of her legs, up the outside of her thighs, seeing more goose bumps and smiling. She can feel his breath against her, first her thighs, then her ass, up her spine and then the back of her neck, watching him stand up. Feeling his cock pressing into her ass again. She gives a little grind, watching his face, watching the passion there. Both still watching their images in the mirror. He takes his hand and moves it to the top of her pussy, spreading her legs and opening her pussy so he can watch his fingers there, leaning her back against him, his fingers moving between the hot wet slit of her pussy lips. She moans again, knowing he can feel just how wet he's made her, his finger teasing over her clit, moving back and forth, telling her not to close her eyes, he wants her to watch herself cum in the mirror.

Her breathing comes faster, her face so flushed it moves down her neck and onto her chest. His fingers moving across her clit, teasing it rubbing it faster, seeing her start to shake, hearing the little sounds coming from her, moans and whimpers, her eyes go wide and she tells him she's cumming, her juices squirting, leaking down her thighs, making his hand so wet. He holds her to him, and takes his fingers and rubs them across her mouth and watches her suck them in, her tongue tasting her own juices on his fingers. Her body is shaking so hard. He moves her over to the bed, bending her over, her hands on the quilt, her breasts swaying, his pants down around his ankles now, his shirt open, his hard cock pressing up and down her pussy, teasing himself and her. Feeling the thickness open her and him thrusting in to fill her, not so slow now, he thrusts into her, his control gone, moving faster, his hips pumping fast and hard, feeling her tight pussy walls grip around his cock, milking it, hearing her moan again and tell him she's cumming again, she knows he can feel the pulses around his cock. He can feel her gripping him tighter, the juices squirting out around him, feeling his cock swelling inside her, exploding deep. Holding his cock inside her until every drop is inside her. Both of them falling onto the bed, breathing hard, cuddling up and falling asleep in each others arms, their reflection in the mirror as if its watching them sleep, curled up together.