Twilight of the Pillow Princess
Jeans are not my favorite piece of clothing to disrobe from a woman—sometimes they can be tough to remove—but I do enjoy watching women walk in them and Tika was no exception. She was smaller than I thought she might be but, phew, her hips and waist and style of pants had me mesmerized before she even got to the table. Button-fly jeans for the win. Combined with a black cami and a loose shirt, she looked casually cute and hot AF to me.
Our greetings were very nice. As we hugged, the feeling of her made me remember what she said in our app conversation two days ago—
We could skip the dinner and just head straight to the sex.
Just kidding.
She was probably kidding. But I want to unbutton her jeans anyways, and I want to do it tonight.
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We are having a BLAST. I really like her voice. We have three drinks each and a nibble. Our conversation is so natural. Just flows. My attraction to her is growing the more I get to know her. We’re at the bar for two hours but it feels like nothing, the time flew by. We decide to keep the night going and head back to her place for some maryjane and a nightcap.
As I’m paying the tab, I can’t believe my good fortune. Maybe dating apps are the way of the future? I would never have met this person randomly. And after being single for 3 years, it’s nice to feel like someone likes me.
Tika’s home is great. And I am lowkey jealous. A one bedroom, with no roommates, in this economy? Fantastic. That means no interruptions, save for the cats.
Her music choices are excellent. Smoking and Talking leads to a lot more smoking and talking, which leads to the kitchen for more drink-making, which leads to us kissing. Glorious. There is something to be said for kissing that starts standing up. I am standing with my back to the counter when we begin. And when it moves to full making out and a bit of grinding…wow. She lets me kiss her neck and squeeze her booty. Her hand is on the back of my head pulling me in toward her, sinking us deeper into the passion of it all. We decide we need to be on the couch and closer, now.
Back on the couch, Tika is on top of me. I'm 5'10", she is 5'2"? Hot. Her bra comes off. My polo comes off. Her pants get opened. I kiss her belly.
She tells me that this is the only bra she has, she usually doesn't wear one. Her tits are perfect and I show her by kissing them slowly, many many times. I start on top of the camisole first, ever so lightly, as I slide my hand down the back of her jeans and under her panties. I pull her cami up, do The Trick and the sound of her gasp is sweet music to my ears.
Oh, what's The Trick? It’s one of my secrets but I'll tell you.
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