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It was hard to believe that on that day, a normal work day, I would see a woman. The only one I saw pass by my bed up until that moment. And how beautiful she was... with a look and a smile she made my only wish, at that time, was for the stairs to end soon so that we could immediately arrive at the small hotel room.
The smell. It smelled like cherry oil. Maddening. Smell of a woman… It invaded me like a new feeling, a new desire, an uncontrollable desire. Passion. Everything was so the same as other days, but so different. She was different. She made me want to continue…
I was excited about my first time. Anxious and insecure. So much desire, which was inhibited by the lack of knowing what to do. In fact, I knew exactly what would have to be done, but I preferred to let things happen naturally, as everything special should be. There, nothing was automatic, certain, safe, as it always was.
In the bedroom, she went straight to sit on the bed. I decided to watch her, smiling. She was too beautiful. She wore a short black dress that exposed her legs. She had black, long, well-groomed and especially fragrant hair. She was all fragrant... the most mind-blowing perfume I had ever smelled. That image disturbed me, the room seemed small and nothing seemed to matter anymore. It was just the two of us, ready to experience all the delirious sensation that the moment promised. When observed, she smiled shyly, but showing an uncontrollable desire in her eyes.
Still a little embarrassed, not knowing what to do or where to start, I hugged her from behind, brushed her hair aside and tried to kiss her back and shoulders. I smelled it again – pitanga – which gave me goosebumps. I slowly ran my mouth over her neck and she responded with a deep sigh and a soft moan, at the same time she ran her firm hands under my skirt, trying to touch me through my panties. Already completely wet, I turned her to face me so that we could kiss. A deep, calm, somewhat tense and horny kiss. Carefully, I lowered the strap of her dress so I could touch her breasts, which were already very hard and pressed against me. She moved away, the moment I touched her nipples.
He hugged me. We were like strangers, but I felt, from the hug, that she wanted more. We looked at each other for a while and she, a little embarrassed, suggested that we take a shower.
We took each other's clothes off, without rushing, while we exchanged wet kisses and touched each other... But, sometimes, I felt stuck. The news made me insecure. So I, who always knew what to do.
– Well, I don't think we're getting along, right? – I tried to say.
– No… I think everything is wonderful…
- Same? It's the first time I've done this. So, with a woman alone, without a man.
– Do you do a lot of programming?
– Well, I prefer not to talk about it. Most clients ask how I got into this. It doesn't have to be like this.
– Yeah, now I think I broke the mood…
- No no. I usually respond, but I didn't want it to be the same with you. Men, women… I always thought they were different.
- But are. Don't you understand?
He pulled me by the waist and kissed me intensely. Her tongue played in my mouth, as if showing what she wanted me to do, and my imagination began to run wild…
We got into the shower. I was already completely wet, and dying to feel her. With a bar of soap in my hand, I grabbed her from behind, rubbed my hands on her stomach and lightly bit her neck. If I were a man, all of this would be automatic – but it wasn't. The only sadness was having to smell the scent of her skin go down the drain with my cheap, simple-smelling soaps. Somewhat awkwardly, I looked for her pussy, and when I found it I could feel it hot and wet. I never imagined how crazy this could make me.
She turned around, and eagerly reached out to touch me as well. We hugged each other, while touching each other, feeling each other's excited nipples. I felt her clitoris getting hard as she touched it, and I could imagine it in my mouth. For the first time in my life, I felt an enormous desire to suck a woman.
Crazy with lust and in a hurry, we wrapped ourselves in a towel and went back to the room. Everything seemed to flow naturally and desire was already reaching absurd heights. Without me expecting it, she threw me on the bed and got on top of me. She unrolled my towel and hers and started kissing me again.
It went down. He kissed every part of my body and I was already moaning loudly with pleasure, holding onto his hair. She opened my legs and slowly adjusted herself between them. I could feel his hot tongue near my pussy, which got wet every time I felt it closer. She sucked me willingly, running her tongue over me at the same time she touched my breasts. It was the most delirious feeling I had ever experienced in years of work.
I tried to bring her closer to me again. I wanted to kiss her again and feel all my taste in her mouth, but she didn't let me. She continued to suck me firmly, her hands passing over my body, leaving me more and more surrendered.
Before I came, she stopped, lay down on the bed and asked me to sit on her mouth. Totally crazy, I kissed her, to taste my pussy on that wonderful tongue. I stood on the bed, with my legs next to her shoulders, and slowly went down, imagining that mouth making me cum. She looked at me horny, running her hands over my legs and my ass.
I finally sat on it. Her mouth took all of my pussy, and her agile tongue explored my clitoris with pleasure. I held her head and rolled, feeling the orgasm getting closer and closer. She then took my clit between her lips and sucked it, at the same time licking it. I couldn't hold out for long, I was delirious with pleasure, and in several spasms, I came madly, more than once.
I lay down on her, exhausted, and hugged her. Amazing to think that I was being paid to feel all that. She moved the hair from my face and looked at me, with enormous affection. I kissed her, in a way that she knew what would come next. I wanted to taste that woman, give her the pleasure she gave me. She pressed my back with desire, and when I placed my hand on her pussy I could feel all her desire.
Suddenly, I hear a cell phone ring. She pushes me away, scared, and looks for the device in her bag. Her gaze saddens, she turns to me:
– Yeah, I need to leave. The game is over…
I lay there, watching her get dressed, wash her face and leave my money on the mattress. Before leaving, she gave me a goodbye kiss:
– Thank you very much… It was also the first time I was with a woman…
And that's how I let the cherry princess go. And that was my first experience with a woman.
