Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Antique Shop (MF, oral)
Date: 5 Oct 1995 01:31:41 GMT

			   The Antique Shop

	About four years ago I was shopping in the downtown area when
I came across an antique store. Seated alone inside was a incredibly
attractive young woman. Not being one to miss a golden opportunity, I
went in and started some small talk. I noticed a chess board set up at
the table in front of her. I initiated a game. The first game
developed into a weekly event, and the beginning of a nice friendship.

	One evening, while walking past the shop, I noticed that Kim
(that was the young woman's name) was being annoyed by some weirdo. To
save her from terminal boredom, I joined them. We soon were rid of the
drip, and she asked me out for a beer after closing. Little did I know
that such an innocent proposal would turn into the night of my most
lust-filled dreams.

	She met me shortly after nine and we ordered a few beers. This
was my first opportunity to survey the beauty that sat before me. Kim
is five feet ten inches of gorgeous beauty. She has wonderfully long
legs which she arranges and rearranges with maddening frequency. The
evening jumped into gear when she suggested that we find a club to
dance in.

	It was during our dancing that I felt my first rush of blood
through my veins. Her constant brushes against my body were no help. I
tried not to think about the bulge in my jeans that she must have been
aware of. We danced a last slow number as the bar closed up, then
headed to my place for a bite to eat.

	We first kissed outside my door, a wonderfully close embrace.
I knew that she felt my hard-on. After teasing me with her sweet
tongue, she took the key from shaking hand and opened the door. We sat
on my sofa at first, talking nonsense. As we spoke, she drew closer
and closer,until we were nearly fused together.

	Our touching was casual at first - a short kiss, a nice
stroke, until the heat was too much. Our kisses turned furious and
passionate. She sent her tongue deeply into my mouth. My hands roamed
her back, down to the smooth curve of her ass, until I was inches away
from the heat between her legs. The squishy wetness that I could feel
through her jeans fueled my fire. I wanted more of her.

	She ground her pussy into my cock. I ran my hands between her
legs and she pushed against it, moaning in my ear. The slow pace was
maddening. I need more. I wanted more.

	She unbuttoned my shirt and went down on my sensitive nipples,
sucking and licking, and biting ever so gently. It was too much. I
pulled her top over her head, revealing her firm breasts. I pushed her
tits together and plunged my tongue between them. I tasted the
sweetness of her body, but it was not the taste that I wanted the
most.

	I rolled her over and straddled her stomach. She moved her
hand down my chest and unzipped my pants to expose my cock. Her
fingers stroked lightly, teasing every inch of my cock. I couldn't
hold back any more. I unzipped her jeans and raised her ass to pull
them over her round hips. She kicked them over the side of the sofa to
the floor below.

	Her pubic triangle was neatly trimmed. I wanted to explore
before I penetrated. I slipped down past her breasts, licking and
savoring the taste of her. She sighed as I separated her cunt folds
with the tip of my wet tongue. Her vulva was pure silk to touch. I
ran my tongue over the hard bulb of her clit; horizontal movements
made her squirm the most. Swollen and sensitive, she was nearing
orgasm. I drove my face deeper into her bush, as she filled my mouth
with her sweet, sweet liquid.

	When she recovered, and her breathing was back to normal, I
suggested a move to the bed room. She lay on the bed spread-eagle and
I crawled on top of her. I pushed the just the head of my dick into
her waiting pussy. I started slowly, with long, smooth strokes. Her
breathing was harsh and she moaned my name. I reversed the tempo when
I thought I was losing it. Finally, she pulled me close, wrapped her
legs around my ass, and came again.

	Her breathing became harsh once more. I squeezed her nipples i
in the grip of passion. I had reached my limit. I was going to
explode. The energy peaked, my stomach knotted up, and I filled her
with all I had to give. She pressed her cunt up tightly, holding me
in.

	She soothed me softly with her voice. My weight rested
completely on her body. Her purrings were incomprehensible to me, but
I liked the sound. My hunger for this woman had not diminished. I
moved down over her breasts, tonguing the rivulets of sweat on her
stomach. I parted her thighs once more, working my tongue through her
bush. Her lips were sensitive, but she she raised her lips to meet my
mouth. Our juices mingled on my tongue. It was a joy to press my face
into her cunt and taste the wetness of her hair. I pressed the tip of
my tongue to her clit and she pressed her thighs tightly around my
head.

	We spent the rest of the night touching each other over and
over again. This was a night that I will never forget.