The first kiss was amazing, her scent knocked me out, we held our embrace for what seemed like minutes. Then social conventions kicked in, Yvette asked me in, helped me settle in my bags and asked me to join her in a glass of wine, which I accepted. As she poured the wine, I admired her body, her grace, her style; I was sure now I had made the right choice. The internet fears were all behind me now, I had found my soul mate and perhaps my perfect lover, how lucky was I? Our first kiss was lips only, but the embrace made it so much more. The feel of her hard body on mine, her strength pulling me into her was so sexy. I just watched her maneuver in the kitchen, so unashamed, so natural, so at home, while I was a bundle of emotions inside.
With two large glasses of wine in hand, we went to the sofa and made ourselves comfortable, Both leaning in toward each other with a leg each tucked underneath to make our faces meet. Her smile as she toasted me was so warm and inviting, I actually blushed as we clinked glasses. Her shorts had ridden up as she sat and her inner thigh was nearly exposed, I found my eyes glancing there over and over, hoping she did not notice. Her breast were so perfect, I always wondered if I got older if mine would stay so pert, hers certainly did. Her thin bra was visible through the fabric of her blouse, I was sure I could make out the outline of her nipples. We chit chatted for some time, small talk to get the jitters out, occasionally leaning in for a quick peck on the lips when we agreed on one thing or another. I found myself fascinated by her, her worldliness, her grace, her charm and most of all her accent. Why did French make me so horney? One time she faltered for words and blurted out her intent in French and I swear the eyes rolled back in my head, I hoped she did not notice, she did not need that much of an advantage over me, she was lovely enough with out an advantage. It was clear in my mind already that if she was willing I was as well and I anticipated a nice weekend.
Yvette got up and refilled our glasses and excused herself with grace to remove some wine, I was just sitting there in heaven, wanting her so bad, my loins ached. When she returned, she sat down closer and leaned in and kissed me this time using her tongue for the first time. I found myself giggling inside at my private joke, a true French kiss.
"Can I get you something to eat she asked?"
I nearly laughed, because my mind went straight to the gutter, I had her in my sights for my dinner, her luscious lips, and her perfect breast and yes her lower love. I declined and gave her the airplane food excuse.
Yvette got up and lit a couple candles, and doused the lights, the mood was so soft and sweet, I was so happy she was in charge. When she returned again we kissed deeply, this time her hands found me and I founds her, our fingers exploring gently, checking out curves and body parts, yet nice and slow, not too forward from either of us. We both sighed a little and embraced our bodies as one for a few moments.
Afterwards we began conversing about our email conversations, our more intimate words and subjects and I began to connect with her on the level we had shared in our writings. She confided in me that on more than one occasion she had used our conversations to get off, I did the same, telling her that she would get me so wet, I would find myself with wandering fingers and imagination, until the inevitable happened.
Then she popped the question" What made you most excited?"
I blushed, and found myself speechless for sometime, then slowly decided to confess that her French was so exciting it made me hot but when she said I want to scissor you, I went to the next galaxy. Her face in the candlelight showed genuine happiness, and I believe at that moment we became soul mates in the love making department. She knew my triggers and I knew her desires. There on the sofa we started to explore each other, until she stood and took my hand, and led me to her bedroom. At the foot of the bed, she stood and faced me, slowly taking off her top, her bra and then her shorts, she then slipped her panties off standing right there as nude as the day she was born, proud and beautiful as any woman could be.
I felt compelled to do the same, I dropped my cloths in a pile at my feet and we stood there in the dim candlelight from the other room admiring each others bodies. It was a dance of love, her checking me out, top to bottom, me checking her out. I want to run to her arms but felt the slow passion we were creating and decided to play it out.
Her breasts were not too large, actually perfect for her size, her mound was trimmed neat, her body was that of a goddess. In the candle light she had golden skin, and was the epitome of the perfect woman. I found my insides trembling with desire, still I stood and let her take me in.
She did just that, her eyes drank me in, taking mental pictures of me from top to bottom, she too wanted to close the gap but we both knew it was our most romantic moment and wanted it to last as long as possible. I swear I felt a little juice drip off my privates as we stood there.
I looked at her abs, perfect, her ass was so tight it rippled, her hair was the perfect style for her face and cheek bones, her breast were magnificent. I began to feel somewhat embarrassed just taking in her beauty.
She continued to drink me in until suddenly she moved oh slow toward me and swept me off my feet. She laid he middle of the bed as if I weighed nothing, and stood there for a few moments admiring me, from top to bottom. Then she laid her body against mine and we kissed so deeply it made my toes curl, her firm body on mine, I was in a state of ecstasy My arms embraced her, my hands explored her tight body and we kissed so deeply I needed breath.. She slowly kissed my eyes, my lips and then my shoulders, working her way to one nipple after the other. My nipples were so erect it was hard to believe they would not burst. I quickly slid down and kissed her nipples, one by one, eliciting a welcome moan of pleasured. Her eyes were closed and she was just a vision of loveliness. As she arched to give me access to her nipples, her mound met mine and our clits met for the first time, I nearly lost control right then. She moaned in delight as I felt it too. I so much wanted her to mount me and hump us to orgasm but I had a richer desire, to taste her first. I tried to swivel around under her to reach her magic spot but she had me under her control. She reached mine first and I moaned in pleasure, temporarily out of control and forgetting my goal. I was in heaven as she slowly licked my labia and then slowly reached my hood and pulled it back to reach my clit. Oh no I thought, no you don't, I want your juices in my mouth before either of us climaxes.
Fast as a fox, I took all my strength and flipped her off of me, climbing on her like a predator. I was on her privates like a hungry animal. As soon as I could maneuver into position, I tasted her and found her to be as delightful as I had imagined. She replied in woman language, a few moans, some gyrating and a couple mmmnnns. She allowed me to have my way for a brief period, and when I was in heaven between her thighs, she suddenly grabbed my shoulders and rolled me over and was on top of me again, body to body, and breast to breast. I was in no condition to fight, she had me so in her control, I was out of my mind. She grabbed my right leg and pulled it over hers, our mounds met and my eyeballs rolled back in my head, from then on she was the master, I was the trainee, she brought our clits together and managed to keep them together as we humped, her breath was heavy, mine was fast and excited. I thought I had died and gone to heaven, as she masterfully kept our love parts in unison and in motion, I just laid back and felt the pleasure. Soon her breath sped up and I knew she was about to cum, I t was so magnificent to see her face contort and watch her get off I forgot to let myself go as well. I was so pleased to please her. Soon she stopped in mid grind and closed her eyes, I knew she was there, I felt a moist union between us before she laid her body down on mine and reached for my mouth with hers, We French kissed for several minutes and as she reached and touched me again, I suddenly came as well, in a wild throbbing climax. We rolled into each others arms and did a little pecking kissing and drifted off to sleep in our own depleted state of satisfaction. I was smiling just feeling her hold me.