What would you do if I kissed you?

I've only just met you, but there's something there. I know it. We are with friends, a dinner party at your house. You've sat next to me from the beginning, and every time we touched, it sent electric shocks through me that sped up my heart. Now they are all gone. It's just you, and me, and your two daughters upstairs.

I ask you what you would do if I kissed you, and you tell me to just do it. So I do, I taste every particle of your hot mouth, your tongue pushing back mine, and playing with it in my mouth. I love it. You begin to move on to my ear, my neck, kissing it oh so softly. Then you start to work your way down to the top of my shirt. A V-cut, not too low, but low enough.

You rip apart the shirt, and grunt in approval. Then plunge in and undo my bra with only one hand, showing off your skills. Soon you start to suck, suck hard, making me moan, speeding up my breathing each time. I love it. I unbuckle your pants and pull your hips closer, if at all possible, to mine. Making you, forcing you to dig deep. You don't complain.

We've moved into your room. With clothing scattered all throughout the house, the kitchen, stairs, until I have only panties and heels. The bed is undone, but I don't care, easier to slide into. You tell me to wait, for you've stepped in the bathroom for a second. For only one second. You return with silver clamps and a dildo, a black, shiny, vibrating dildo. I don't question why you would have it, for you instantly demand me to play with it. And I accept, gladly.

You toss me the vibrator, and I begin to circle it around my lace panties. Soon, I feel wet, making your staring at me play all the more exciting. I move the panties down and force the toy deep within me, starting on low and ramping it all the way up. After a while you decide it's your turn, and plunge in with the toy still inside me. I have never done such a thing before, but it felt amazing. You gently slide out the black masterpiece, and move slowly but surely.

We hear one of the girls walk out of their room, thank god we had only one lamp on, and move downstairs. I'm scared stiff, but you never stopped moving. I soon forget about her, and concentrate solely on you and your perfection. The night is ours for the taking.