by
Renee69

_____Since that first time that Ciara and I made love, we have been virtually inseperable. It has been only 6 weeks since we first met. I can't remember a time when I we haven't made love. Too good to be true. Maybe. Whatever it was, I knew I had a severe love jones going on.

_____Have you ever been so into someone that you lose track of everything else that was important in your life? That was what I was going through. I hadn't had time for anything except work. Even while working ,I would visualize how my tongue traced every part of Ciara's body. I pretty much had her figured out. She loved for me to start with her lips. From her lips I would playfully lick her earlobe. She would only be a minute before begging for me to nibble on her neck. Whenever I did this, I would always peek down to see how swollen her nipples where. If they were nice and swollen, I would slowly work my way down to them with my tongue. If not, I would playfully grasp them. Rubbing them slowly. Once they hardened, I would grab one and suck it relentlessly. I could go on and on about making love to my baby. But talking about it is one thing-doing it is something that defies description.

_____Unfortunately, I wouldn't be getting any loving tonight. I had to work late. Ciara called me earlier to see what time I would be leaving the office. I told her I would probably be at the office until midnight. She pouted and offered to get me off over the phone. I told her only the real thing would do. After she hung up, I felt my clit tingle. It defintely needed an oral massage. I put my hand under my skirt to see how wet I was. I was very,very wet. Oh well, nothing can be done about this now.

_____It was getting close to 8 o'clock. I was starting to feel mighty stressed. My eyes tired of pooring over the numerous reports. I need to take a break. I kicked off my shoes. Somehow I found an old radio player. I turned it to the dusties station. I went to the back of the office and got the key to the wine cabinet. Chablis....mmmmm. Might as well help myself. I poured a glass. I started feeling a bit hot. Acutally, more like highly aroused. Oh, if only Ciara had been here.

_____It was at that point that I heard something moving about. Who is there? Ciara came through the door armed with a pinic basket. I was totally speechless. She gave me a hug followed by a passionate french kiss. She told me I need to take a break for awhile. She guided me to the floor. She spreaded a blanket out and ordered me to get on top of it. She then laid out several small dishes containing fruit, bread and cheese. She slowly fed me. I told her the food was nice but I was hungry for something else.

_____She flashed a wicked smile as she fed me a couple of grapes. I asked her why she wasn't eating. She told me that she had an appetite for something else. At that point, she pushed me down on the floor. This was new for me because I usually initiated sex. I felt her unbuttoning my blouse as she slid her right leg in beteween my thighs. I moan slightly as she rubbed her tight along my throbbing clit. Her hands found their way to my bra. She uncoupled the bra and began caressing my hard nipples. I arched my back as she continued to massage my pussy. I had totally and completely surrendered myself to the moment.

_____Ciara eyes became fixed on my hard, chocolate brown nipples. She reached into her basket and pulled out some cream cheese. She spread the cheese on both nipples. While doing this, I felt her hand take the place of her thigh on my cunt. She instructed me to arch my back and spread my legs wide. I felt her tongue playfully lapping the cream on my left nipple while her hand navigated my pussy's slit. I felt my clit sweeling as I began to buck against her fingers. Her tongue then moved over to my right nipple. But this time, Ciara was sucking hard and fast. I felt myself spreading my legs even farther apart. She took her hand and rubbed my clit . I could feel an orgasm mounting. Her lips released my tiddy. She raised up to give me a gentle kiss. Then she slinked down to my womanhood. As she parted the lips, I began to tremble. I felt her tongue on my pearl and suddenly the trembling turned in to rhythmic fucking. Oh yes. There is no substitute for having the real thing.

_____I was totally into being fucked. Nothing else mattered. The janitor could have walked in and I would have cared less. My heart was rapidly pounding as I began to feel tingling deep in my love canal. ciara put two fingers in and began to fuck me long and deep. I squeezed my canal tightly. That sent me into a powerful orgasm. As I laid there, Ciara sampled my cream. She then raised up to let me sample. I then held her and let her know how much I loved her. She gently kissed me. She knew she needed to leave so I could finish the report. As she walked out, she blew several kisses. I saviored each one for a few more minutes before putting my clothes back on. This would be the first time where I would be able to focus on work and not sex.

THE END

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