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Sometimes it starts with a Dream…  

DavidAronson84 52M
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2/13/2021 2:30 pm
Sometimes it starts with a Dream…

So, it’s our third date. The first two have gone pretty well. Lots of nerves, lots of nervous silences, but I finally got you to agree to let cook for you. I also got you to agree to come over to my place for the first time. I've been running around all day making preparations, ingredients. It’s been an amazing time of knowing that you will be here soon. Got everything ready now, just looking forward to seeing you. So, 6 o’clock rolls around and you are still not here? Oh, there’s a text. You got a little turned around on my side of town. About 20 minutes later and I can see you pulling up on the driveway cam (nice car!). I go out to greet you in the portico and you are actually trying to say sorry for being late. I put my finger to your lips and quickly go grab something in the house. I come back out to you and hand you a glass of wine and give you a really big and tight hug. Seems that was a pretty good ice breaker.

So now we can finally go in the house and officially start our date. I have the stereo playing with some old classic records from the 70’s, the house smells of garlic and wine and butter. Dinner should be ready in about 20 minutes. Since this is our first time alone and also me having you all to myself, I ask if you might like to dance with me. Nothing fancy(I’m not a great dancer), but just being able to hold you and keep you close, even for just one song, sounds like heaven right now. With the Stylistics ‘Betcha golly wow’ softly playing in the background I take you in my arms and gently press you to me. The next three and a half minutes are pure bliss as we just move to the music and enjoy being that close to each other. So once the song ends I go and retrieve our glasses and you follow me into the kitchen to check on dinner. Nothing super special, just Coq Av Vin, wild rice and charred ramps with a butter pernod reduction (you didn’t honestly think I wasn’t not going to try to spoil you, right? ). I pull out your chair and have you sit down at the table I decorated a couple hours before. Fresh cut flowers, tall candles and scented linens. We both share our ’s days activities as I place the food on the table. There are 6 place settings and I seat you at the head of the table and as soon as it time to eat I take the chair immediately to your left. I never have understood why anyone wouldn’t want to be as close as possible in sharing a meal? Our dinner is filled with wonderful conversation, some things we have never dared to talk about before, wonderful bites, savory selections and lots of smiles in knowing that we are both enjoying it all so much. Dessert is homemade mini tiramisus, with fresh piped crème.

So with dinner done we can now just lounge on the couch and enjoy being together, being close and snuggling up for a good movie. Maybe a romantic dramedy, maybe a horror flick ? It feels really nice with you in my arms, sitting back to front and just holding you and feeling your warmth radiating onto my chest. With our fingers entwined and our legs overlapping each other, we start to watch the show. I can feel your breathing and your heartbeat against my chest. It feels so amazing to have you this close to me. We both are really comfortable and every so often you turn your head to mine and we steal a kiss. I think we both really like this kind of entertainment.

As the movie goes on I can’t but start to massage your shoulders. I have always loved giving massages and you don’t seem to be resisting in any way. So, I keep doing what you seem to like and watching the movie at the same time. There comes a time when your bra seems to be impeding my efforts and I ask if it would be OK to take it off? Your response is “I don’t really like wearing a bra anyway”. So, now you are just wearing a big blouse and no bra and I really can’t but move my massage a little lower on your chest. I’ve seen your pictures and admired how beautiful you are in clothes; I had no idea that you would be this amazing to touch. I’m not really used to someone that is so full and such a handful. It’s something I always thought of but not something I thought I would ever experience. So here we sit, watching a movie, you in my arms and me gently cradling your<b> breasts </font></b>in both hands. I never thought his night would be what it is turning out to be.

As we continue to watch and you allow me to caress you, we both seem pretty happy with how our date is going. With a little more kissing and lot more talking about how nice this night is turning out, we finish our movie, both with big smiles and ending with a huge hug that lasts as long as we both can get away with it. I turn to you and ask “what would you like to do next?” Your response of “The massage was really nice” is all I needed to hear.

So someone would like a massage? I actually have to keep from smiling too much. Have you ever heard the story of ‘Br’er Rabbit? Well, needless to say I set up everything as fast as I can on a moment’s notice. Here you are laid out on my living room day bed with no bra on, a blouse and pants. What did I do to deserve this? I went and found a little lightly scented oil I still have from way, way back when. I go put on some streaming music and lower the lights a little, so the candles on the table are still the brightest lights in the house. I go to ask you if you are comfortable and you just took off your blouse, stretched your arms over your head and slightly turned your head to the side and closed your eyes. The curve of your back is enough to drive my wild, but I know that tonight needs to be all about you. I rub my hands together vigorously, to get them warm for you. As I straddle your thighs I slowly drip drops of oil on your back and begin to run my hands over your very warm skin. Your back is amazing! So wonderful to run my hands all over. I love how you are so soft to my touch and that I can run my hands for days from your shoulder blades all the way down to the edge of your panties.(it seems your pants mysteriously disappeared also ). I have you put your arms back down to your sides so I can focus on them, kneading them with the remainder of oil on my fingers. I move up a little bit so that now I am sitting right on the edge of your beautiful bottom. I can reach your shoulders much better now and spend as much time as I can squeezing, caressing and kneading your muscles. I know it has been just right when I hear you give a little sigh. As I slowly move myself back down onto the backs of your knees, in the same motion, I quickly hook my fingers in the sides of your underwear and pull them down also with me. I don’t hear any resistance so I quickly start massaging your bottom. My hands are practically getting lost in squeezing and holding your ample tush. You feel amazing to me. So full, and so wonderfully soft to the touch. I can’t but spend extra time going over every inch. As I move down again and off of your legs I ever so slightly push your feet apart so that I can massage your thighs. As I move my hands finally from your bottom, I just can’t but drag one between your cheeks and down between your legs. I guess I am doing something you like, because I notice that my fingers end up a little wet, as I go to reach for your thigh. Your body is so amazing to me, and I feel that massage is so much more sensual when there is a little more to caress, a little more to knead and a lot more to respond to all of my efforts. now you are very quiet, aside from deep breaths occasionally. I work on your thighs, legs and feet for quite a while. Trying to secretly spread your legs just a little bit more with every new area I concentrate on. Once I have touched, caressed and kneaded every inch of you, I quietly walk around and kiss your neck and them your ear, right before I whisper “would you like to turn over now?”

It doesn’t seem that, that will be an issue for you and without a word you roll over and get comfortable again. This time with your legs already slightly parted. Again your body is amazing to me and I can’t but reach out to start again, in massaging your chest. There really is no explanation for how alluring a woman’s<b> breasts </font></b>can be. It’s never the size or the shape, but how they respond to touch and attention. I can tell as soon as I begin that this is something you are very ready for. I can actually feel your heartbeat now, through my fingers. You also seem to be taking deeper breaths. I add more oil and more pressure and am rewarded for my efforts with a new hardness under my palms. I’m starting to think that maybe you would like this massage to be a little more intimate. As I continue to squeeze and rub I can hear your breathing is not so regular anymore. I figure “Why Not?” and slowly lower my head to your chest and gently kiss you on your nipple. From the little jerk I felt under my fingers, I decided that maybe a little more was in order. I open my mouth and place it over your full nipple and with just a little suction, take it into my mouth. I can literally feel you getting harder against my tongue. I start to alternate from one breast to the other and then back, from making one nipple rock hard and then moving back to the other. Your mouth seems to be open now, in helping you catch your breath. So...massage is now over, now there needs to be some relief. I continue to squeeze your<b> breasts </font></b>as I let my mouth and tongue slid slowly down your belly. I kiss every inch that I possibly can on my way lower and lower down your stomach. Suddenly my tongue encounters your belly button and I have to spend just a few moments kissing you there and all around it. I can tell you are enjoying it because both your hands just came up on the sides of my head and started pushing me even lower with some insistence. Now it is not just about you, but also me. I literally can’t wait to taste you. To have you on my lips. I quickly move around and slide your hips down, close to the edge of the day bed. I kneel between your legs, gently place my hands on your thighs and give a little push so that I can now see just how much my massage has excited you. Women are amazing and I can’t help but marvel in how drawn I am to this most amazing part of your body. You’re literally dripping with anticipation and it takes me a second of admiration to then lean into kiss you in this most special of spots. You smell wonderful, you taste wonderful and every time I come up for air, I can’t believe you are letting me do this for you.

The minutes run and soon become , 20, 35…I know you are enjoying and that is making really happy. At 40 minutes I decide that maybe something new will make it even better. I’ve had my hands under your thighs for a while now, squeezing and caressing and pulling you harder against my mouth and tongue. I now take one hand and one finger and place it against your wetness. While I continue licking and kissing, I start to put pressure on my finger, feeling the resistance at first, but still applying more and more pressure. At a certain point the resistance seems to subside and my finger easily slides inside of you. As I work that one finger in and out, I take the chance to add a second. With both fingers sliding wetly inside you now I decide to turn them upward and start rubbing you with even more pressure. So with my tongue teasing your very special spot and my fingers dragging in and out, I settle in for as long as you can stand this. It doesn’t seem to take very long and I can start to feel your hips doing a little wiggle, then moving off the sofa a little and I’m hearing fewer breaths and more moans. I just keep happily working in rhythm and know that soon I will be rewarded. I can now feel your body starting to tense up and I press my mouth full against you as I arch my fingers just a little more. I feel you gripping my fingers inside of you and then you go silent. I just keep doing what I am doing, but I then start spreading both of my fingers slightly apart, while still staying in full contact. Your silence ends with a loud groan, my fingers are now stuck and I am getting my face flooded with your excitement. Almost nothing in this world is more beautiful than a woman having an orgasm. I slowly withdraw my fingers, continue to caress you and kiss you and just let it all wash over you. With one final gesture I straddle you one more time, keeping my weight on my hands and feet. I lean down as if I were doing a pushup, staring into your bright golden eyes, I gently place my lips on yours and then press the hardness that our session has created, firmly against your remaining wetness. I want you to know that it was just a wonderful for me, also. With that, as you are starting to relax again now, I pull the afghan beside you up over you and sit beside you. I tell you to just lie still for now, listen to the music and take a nap, if you want.

I leave you to enjoy your afterglow and a little nap. Go back to the kitchen to pack you some leftovers for you later and clean up just a little. I write a little note that I put under the containers I pack for you. It simply reads “Next time will be for both of us. Thank you for letting me just do for you, this time” I come back to you once everything is ready. I lie down next to you, so that we can snuggle just a little bit before you have to go. After all it really was just our third date…


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