She ate me until I came in her mouth for the third time and then she turned around, straddled my face, and I was able to fulfill a dream that I’d had since high school. I felt like my tongue action was clumsy at first but, from the way Errin swirled her pussy on my tongue and moaned, she was obviously enjoying it. I became addicted to the taste of her immediately. I was hooked.
After I ate her out, I spent about an hour sucking on her full breasts, making long circular strokes around her nipples with the tip of my tongue. She laid back and relished it, running her fingers through my hair. Our lovemaking lasted well into the next afternoon. We called down to the front desk and requested a late checkout. We made use of every available second, too.
That was the first time Errin and I made love but it was far from the last.
When I got home, still hyped up about our fifth anniversary, I was disappointed when I called out Errin’s name and got no response. She’d managed to sneak up behind me and suddenly I felt her blowing into my ear.
“Hello, baby,” she said seductively. “Don’t turn around. I have a surprise for you.”
She slipped a black silk scarf around my shoulder and pulled it up to my eyes, tying it around the back of my head.
“Ooh, a blindfold,” I cooed. “Feeling kinky tonight, huh?”
“You know it,” Errin replied. “It’s not every day that I get to celebrate five years of bliss with my sweetheart.”
“Can I turn around now?” I asked her. “I want to kiss you.”
I could feel her move around me and then she took my face in her hands and slipped her luscious tongue into my eagerly awaiting mouth. We swayed back and forth to imaginary music and felt each other up.
“Are you ready for your surprises, Paige? I have treats for you tonight.”
“Treats?”
Errin started squeezing my breasts and nibbling on my left nipple through my clothing. “Yeah, treats. Take my hand.”
She led me by the hand into the dining room and the smell of seafood invaded my nostrils. “Ooh, a seafood dinner,” I said. “My favorite.”
“You can’t eat yet,” Errin informed me. “I get to eat my dinner first.”
I giggled. I heard her loud and clear and knew exactly what she wanted. Errin undressed me slowly and seductively and then pushed me backward until my ass cheeks were resting along the edge of the table.
“Lie back on the table and spread your legs, baby.”
“My pleasure,” I replied, eager to be her main course.
After I lay back on the table, I spread my legs, holding my thighs open so Errin could get to her meal. She sat down in a chair and licked around the lips of my pussy before sliding her tongue inside and causing me to move my hips to her rhythm. She always knows just how I like it.
I could hear her get up. “I’ll be right back.”
She returned in less than a minute and I felt something cold and sticky on my skin and the distinct squeaking noise of a bottle being squeezed. “What’s that, Errin?”
“Sweets for my sweet. Taste it.”
I touched my stomach, gathering some of the goo onto my fingers and tasted it. It was honey. “Um, do I get to lick some of this off you, too?”
“No, not tonight.” Errin spread the honey all over me from head to toe and licked every inch of me, including my asshole. I was creaming all over the place.
She later fed me fresh oysters, lobster tails dipped in butter, and spiced, steamed shrimp. It was scrumptious.
She led me to our bedroom and turned on the Best of Luther Vandross CD. Another one of my favorites. I was totally relaxed as Errin tied me to the bedposts with silk scarves, first my hands and then my feet with my legs spread-eagle. I trust her completely.
“What are you going to do with me now?” I wondered.
Errin lay on top of me and licked the underside of each one of my breasts, teasing my nipples with her tongue. They stood at attention, whining for her to take them inside her mouth. “Remember when you said you wanted to try out some sex toys?”
“Yes, I remember.” I chuckled.
“Well, like I said, I have treats for you tonight.”