Her hands left my nipples, slid up to my shoulders and down my arms to my hands which were still enjoying the feel of her breasts. Placing her hands over mine and gripping slightly, she slid my hands down from her breasts, across her flat, firm stomach, to the top of her miniskirt, placed them on the zipper, then returned her hands to my nipples. I may be a bit slow about some things, but that was a hint even I could get. I slid the zipper down, and then slipped her skirt off. When it fell around her ankles, she stepped one foot out and kicked it to the pile with the other.

I reached up and caressed her face, then as I lowered myself to my knees, I slid my hands down her neck, across her breasts and stomach, and around to the tops of her panties. Dear God, her scent was so strong. Pure "woman in heat". A large wet spot on her panties was peeking out from her crotch. I also saw a glisten on the skin around it. She was literally soaked through! I leaned forward and placed a kiss at the top of the dampness. I heard her gasp. The moisture was on my lips as I pulled back. I looked up and she was gazing down at me. I licked my lips, first taste, nectar. I smiled. She looked as though she might faint. The corners of her mouth twitched up.

Slowly, exercising all the restraint I could muster, I slid her panties down to her feet. When she stepped out of them, I opened them to display how saturated they were. Then, looking up at her, I placed them to my nose and inhaled deeply, followed by an exhale of satisfaction. That caused her expression to change to one that almost appeared to be pain. "Please", her whimper was barely audible over the sitar. I started to pull her down to the floor, but she pulled back and said, "Come." I stood up and followed her across the room to a pile of large pillows and cushions where she laid down in the most provocative, "come fuck me" position I've ever seen. Her back was slightly arched causing her breasts to jut out, topped by those perfect nipples that were like hard rubber. Her flat belly curved down below her ribs, rising again at her hips and ending at a pussy that was even more indescribable than her breasts. Her legs were spread wide, bent at the knees.

The hair was not as curly as most and it was amazingly soft like rabbit fur, only longer with waves. It stopped just shy of her lips which were smooth and pink. They were also open and glistening, as was the skin around them and on the inside of her thighs. Between her lips, I could see the tip of her clit protruding and the opening of her well of heaven. There was actually liquid pooling there. She was a very wet woman and that was an enormous turn on. It also explained the considerable scent that was filling the room.

I started to kneel, but she held out her hand and said "Wait!" As I straightened, she continued, "Take off your pants. I want to see your cock." Geez, I forgot all about them. All I wanted at that moment was to taste her. I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks, tossing them to the pile. Then as I stared at her eyes, I unbuckled my belt, pulled my zipper down, and removed my pants, also tossing them to the pile. Her eyes shifted to my groin and I removed my underpants, tossed them and stood up. Her lips twitched up as her eyes never left my dick.

- to be continued -