2nd encounter with my hot girl
Hi to all the readers of ISS, this is Alex once again back with the second encounter with the lady Neeta whom I met at the lake side. I and Neeta had fixed a date and I was at her place on time. It was dark, probably about midnight, when I went into Neeta’s room. I stood looking over her room with a tremendous hard on pointing into the darkness like a searching finger. I looked down on her bed. And now I was standing in Neeta’s room in the middle of the night in a big house in the middle of nowhere with absolutely nobody here. Still, I was excited beyond all measure. And it was for the same old reason. I was hot as hell thinking about our past night, and was having a huge hard on. If I would have just scratched my cock at that time, my cock would have busted. There she was coming out of the bathroom; she was looking like a hot and horny porn star dressed in a nigh tie. This was far more exciting than I had expected and I almost came on the spot. I could smell the scent of her here and it was very exciting. This was the very place I wanted to be and here I was. Neeta offered me some wine and I agreed. She turned around holding the half-filled glass of wine. “I know what you need,” she said. “Just a minute.” I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next but Neeta left the room went into the kitchen and she started talking to me from there. As she came back into the room, I noticed she had rearranged those wonderful breasts back into her nightgown. I was surprised how white and soft her chest looked. “Here,” she said, handing me a glass of wine. Then Neeta pressed her moist lips against mine and first flicked then jammed her tongue into my mouth. I was so excited that my eyes remained open but Neeta’s were closed tight in passion as she held my head fast and tongue-fucked my mouth, licking my teeth, sucking on my tongue. I was awash in taste of wine and her saliva. She held me tight with one sturdy arm and, at last, let me go, looked at me smiling, and then kissed me hard again. Now my amazement was being replaced by something else. My cock was beginning to rise to the occasion. “I know, I know,” she was saying and then she pressed my face against her chest where I nuzzled between those huge tits while listening to her soft words of consolation. I tried to do something with my right arm and wrapped it around her back, feeling her and the warmth of her skin through the light robe and nightgown. I ran my free hand down the robe to the base of her ass and let it linger there. She held me tight to her breasts and finally let go and held my face again in her hands. Just when I thought she was going to kiss me again, Neeta stood up. She looked at me warmly and I started first lightly touching, and then squeezing her tits through the robe. “I know, I know,” she was saying again and I figured the only thing she could know is how damned horny I was. She took my hand from her breast and held it in her own warm, spotted hand and smiled at me again. “Come,” she said, pulling me towards the bed. My heart was pounding as I followed her up to the bed. She pushed me down on the bed. It was dark but I could see the reflection of a full moon through the window. She turned to look at me and again kissed me, then sucked on my chin, my neck, even my hair. “You taste delicious,” she said with just a touch of slurring. Now it was my turn to take control. I removed Neeta’s light night robe and I thought she seemed a little amused. She opened my shirt and started kissing my chest. I wondered if she could hear my heart pounding. Next, I slipped the strap off her left shoulder and one of her tits plopped out in front of me. I could see it clearly in the moon light. The aureole surrounding the thick nipple was pink and I started licking it. I bent down to take it all in my mouth but Neeta stepped back. For once, she seemed perfectly sober. She made no move to clothe herself, I pulled herself to me and I bent down and stroked the nipple, then put my mouth on it and sucked and sucked while my cock groaned against my zipper. “Oh, you sweet boy,” she was saying. “You sweet, sweet boy.” It took both my hands to hold her boobs and was sucking them. I flicked at it with my tongue, chewed on it and sucked harder and harder. It was the sucking that drew the most response from Neeta. She pressed my head to her tit and murmured something unintelligible. I took a break to catch my breath. “You have the greatest tits,” I said sincerely. “I could stay there forever.” Then I gently removed the other strap from her nightgown and it dropped to the floor, exposing not only her boobs but the entire length of her body. This time I sucked on the right one while squeezing the other with my free hand. She was wearing panties and I let my hand brush against the crotch. I pressed my hardness against her and put my arms around her, feeling her soft back and hooking my fingers through her panties. Then I dropped to the floor, and in the process, pulled off her panties so she was standing there naked in the moonlight before me. She was clearly aroused, but unsure what to do. I looked at her body, the round, perfect belly, the sexy thighs with some neatly trimmed hair over her cunt and pushed her back against her bed. She sat down and I spread her legs and forced my head into her crotch. This certainly surprised her and she seemed to resist but when I kissed the inside of her thighs, she relented and I dove into her pussy with a reckless abandon that may have lacked in form but more than made up in enthusiasm. Neeta smelled like baby powder and I could feel the wetness there as I probed with a finger, than darted my tongue in and out of her elderly vagina. She was trying to say something likes “it’s been so long…” and later, “I never.” but before long it was just a loud and almost continuous moan of pleasure.