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I started the car and followed her directions. On the way there conversation flowed and my nerves were all but gone. We discussed our kinks, and she told me about herself and why she does what she did. I listened eagerly and opened up about my fantasies since the night I met her. Time passed by quickly and soon enough we were at her building. It was a gated community which made me relax a bit, and she knew the guards as they saluted her and let her pass without any judgement. She directed me to her parking spot and then led me to the lift. As soon as the doors closed she pounced on me pinning me back against the wall of the lift. Stroking my cheek with her finger she said “Don’t worry, just let me take charge and take care of you tonight. You just focus on enjoying the experience.” before she held my face and pulled me closer. We started to make out.

Her hands roughed up my shirt as she groped my tits and played with my nipples over my bra. Her leg raised a bit, her knee pressing up against my vagina. I rested my hands against the wall of the elevator, helpless, and aroused, at the mercy of this mistress of her craft. She knew exactly how to touch me and made sure I knew it. And just as soon as it began, it ended, and the doors to the elevator opened. “Follow me. And be quiet.” She whispered seductively as she held my hand and led me to her apartment.

Unlocking the door she let me in then shutting the door behind her she said, “Welcome to Casa Ayesha. You can leave your purse near the door, your clothes on the floor…” She got closer till she was whispering in my ear, “And those wet panties in my drawer.” she finished before lightly stroking my crotch. I let out a moan and shivered at her touch. “A few things before we get started. You want water, coffee, anything to eat or drink?” “No” I replied. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? Do you fully consent to everything that happens here tonight?” “Yes, I do” I replied. “And last but not least. Bedroom or office?” I looked confused. “Bedroom it is.” She said and then slipping out of her heels she gestured for me to follow her.

As we walked towards her bedroom I surveyed the apartment real quick. The living room was lavish with a comfy couch and a large TV. It didn’t look like she had just furnished it for the sake of it, things were purposeful and well-designed. It wasn’t a cheap dingy apartment like I had imagined, but a good apartment in a good building. The rent on it would’ve gone high. She had two bedrooms and an office room. The office room was decorated like a ordinary CEO’s cabin. As we walked past it she pointed out that she had had that room specifically made for all the office crowd. Hence the question at the beginning as most of them had the fantasy of doing it on the desk. But since it was my first time she felt I’d be more comfortable in the bedroom.

And goddamn was it a comfy bedroom. As we entered from the cold tiles of the passageway onto the carpeted floor I stopped to take in the room. It was a gorgeous, warm, yellow colour with old-fashioned cupboards and a huge cushy satin sheet bed taking up the centre of the room. Off to one wall was a door that led to a bathroom and a long mirror on the side next to it. She leaned back on the side of the bed and beckoned me closer.

Like an obedient puppy, I followed, coming closer to her. Holding me by the chin she pulled me in and we kissed. I still couldn’t get over how amazing her lips felt. Her hands slowly slid lower from my chin to my exposed neck and down to my boobs. She found my nipples despite the thick bra and pinched them as I gasped into her mouth. Letting me go her hands made their way around my back as she felt up my butt. Her grip was firm yet tender, and I felt her nails digging in, leaving an impression, both on my ass and on my mind.

Then she let go of my butt and my mouth and gave me a slight shove back. “Get undressed.” I started to unbutton my shirt but she held my wrist. “Put on a show. Trust me you’ll enjoy it, and you have a willing audience.” I slowed down and started to sway my hips. I unbuttoned another button and then stopped. “This is a bit awkward…” I said and looked at her expectantly. She smiled, “Yes. Yes, it is.” Then she leaned over the bed to the other side, flashing me her ass as she did, and took out a phone from the drawer. Fidgeting around for a bit she looked up at me and a second later a slow jazz song started playing around the room. I looked around confused but also impressed and she smiled and said “Speakers in the ceiling. I like to dance.”

I giggled and got back to it slowly undressing myself. Button after button I went lower till I reached my waist. Then I unbuttoned my pants. “Turn around. I want to see that ass,” she said and twirled her finger. I turned around for her and slowly pulled my pants off, then unbuttoned the last button on my shirt before taking it off too. As I started to turn around she suddenly came up close. I felt her warm breath on my neck and her hands felt cold on my exposed skin. In one fell swoop she unbuckled my bra. I jumped a bit at the sudden freedom. Then her fingers hooked in my panty line. She kissed my neck and holding me by the chin made me look in the mirror. As I watched she slowly brought my panties down to my ankles and then told me to step as she took them off. She held them up to my nose. “They smell tasty don’t they?” I nodded.

She pointed to the washroom. “You’ve had a long day. Why don’t you freshen up and then we can get started.” I nervously walked towards the door and opened it. She came over and turned on the light for me. She had a spacious bathroom with a comfy bathtub with an overhead shower and an ornate sink. I stepped into the bathtub confused and she laughed and came over. She handed me a shower cap for my hair and then turned on the water for me showing me how to adjust the temperature. “I’m going to go get changed into something different and give you some privacy. Take your time and relax. Don’t worry.” she said then she started walking out. At the door, she stopped and then leaned back in. “You have any preference?” she asked. I smirked.

I turned on the water and let it wash over me. It seemed to wash away all my stress and exhaustion and leave me relaxed and warm. Her bathroom didn’t feel like a stranger’s bathroom but felt roomy and homey. I closed my eyes and let the warm water wash over me before I turned it off. I grabbed the soap and started to cover my body in foam. Then I used the loofah to scrub myself. Her soap smelt really good and left the entire bathroom covered in this sweet lavender scent. As soon as I started, I had finished and the nervousness of the night to come hit me again as I stepped out of the tub.

Ayesha was waiting at the door in the gorgeous red dress she was wearing the first night I had seen her. “Is it exactly how you imagined?” She asked as she held out a towel for me to dry off. “Even better,” I said as I reached forward for the towel. She suddenly yanked it back and I took a step closer to her. She closed the gap and holding the towel between us she kissed me. As we made out she slowly pat me dry. Then she led me by the hand back into the room. I glanced quickly at the clock on the wall. It had been half an hour and was quite late. She saw my concern and smiled. “You should probably call in sick to work tomorrow. You’re going to be up all night and I’d rather we not be in a rush.” I nodded and reached for my phone.

Dropping my boss a quick text, I shut my phone off for the night. Joining her in the centre of the room. We started to make out again and this time in my excitement I took the lead. I kissed her lips, then her cheek then slowly worked my way down to sucking on her neck. I pulled off looking a bit nervous but she smiled. “Don’t worry. I have no one to hide hickeys from” she said, then grabbed my hair lightly and pulled me back in. She guided me around to behind her and taking my arms, she wrapped them around her waist. Then holding on to my head she once again pulled me in to kiss her neck. Her breathing got heavier and she started to moan.

I looked up for a second as I switched around to the other side and we locked eyes in the mirror. “You can undress me if you’d like to?” she asked me. I nodded then kissed her neck as my hands reached up to the zipper of the dress. Slowly I slid it down and kissed my way down her back as I slid the straps of her dress off her shoulder. I slowly made my way lower kissing down her back, worshipping her body as I slid the dress off her ass and then down to the floor. She stepped out of it and then turned to face me. She pulled me up and then led me over to the bed. We kissed and then Ayesha lay back on the bed. She smiled and beckoned me closer with her finger and as I leaned in to kiss her she held my head. “Not there,” she said and then guided my head lower to between her spread legs.

I kissed her panties and slowly brought my fingers ahead. Sliding them to the side I gazed upon what lay beneath in adoration and excitement. I brought my lips closer and slowly tasted her pussy. It was wet with anticipation and tasted sort of savoury. I stuck my tongue out and using it I poked and prodded at her folds. I looked up at her expectantly. She held me by my cheeks and lifted me up and kissed me. We made out for a moment before we finally broke off. “Now do the same, but down there.” She said and lay back in the bed. I nodded and once again got back between her legs. This time I was a lot more confident about what I was doing.

I started to lick around slowly but steadily, watching for her reactions. Each time I made a movement I kept my eyes locked on how her body reacted to it. Her soft moans, gripping the bedsheet, digging her hands in my hair, eye contact, all of it turned me on as I turned her on with my mouth. I found myself absentmindedly playing with my vagina as I continued to eat her out. As I noticed her getting close I decided to try out something that I knew that I liked. I moved my tongue in a figure 8 as I kept my lips locked on hers, brushing against her clit at the peak of every movement. Her breathing quickened and she screamed out as her things gripped my head and her body shuddered. I had successfully made a woman orgasm for the first time.

As both of us came down off the high I sat up breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath from giving her oral. Ayesha came close and licked my face clean kissing me all over and thanking me. My heart fluttered, I knew I was paying for this but still, it felt very intimate. “If you like you can go and wash your mouth. There’s mouthwash in the cabinet above the sink,” she said. I stood up and headed there. Ayesha followed giving me a light tap on the butt. As I washed my face and mouth, she sat down on the toilet and peed, then washed up with soap and the hand shower. “Always good to be hygienic down there,” she said with a smile then wiped my face clean with a towel nearby before kissing me again. Then as we stepped back into the bedroom she got this hungry look on her face. “Now that we’ve gotten your first time pleasuring a girl out of the way, the rest of this night is all about you.”

With a bit of effort, she pushed me back onto the bed. As I lay back crawling a bit further into the center of the bed she crawled up onto the bed after me. I laughed nervously as she spread my legs aside slowly and kissed her way down my thighs. “That tickles,” I said giggling then gasped as she suddenly reached my wet pussy. She gave it a long slow deliberate lick, never breaking eye contact. I moaned slowly and softly, whimpering as she came up. Then she dove in.

When I say I have never been eaten out better than that before, I mean it. She was a professional at what she did and it showed. I grabbed a pillow from nearby and buried my face in it as I lay back, moaning, panting, and absolutely losing my mind. Seconds passed buried in darkness as I felt an explosion of pleasure wash over me. I had never felt this in my life. Her warm tongue was soft and she knew exactly which spots to hit to send me on a trip of my own. I slowly shifted the pillow apart and lightly ran my fingers through her hair as she slowed down to let me catch my breath. Then just as soon as she slowed down she started again bringing me right back to that edge.

It felt like an eternity of this back and forth with her as she lifted me up and then slowly eased me back away from orgasm. I was trembling and begging for release, but also couldn’t bring my mouth to say it as I was lost in sensations. No one knows their way around a vagina better than a girl. I’d never understood that statement more than today. As she slowed down for maybe the umpteenth time, I looked down at her pleading. I still couldn’t get the words to come out between the panting and moaning but my eyes told her everything she needed to know. She spat on her two fingers, lubed them up real nice and slowly slid them in, eliciting a loud quick gasp, followed by a long quick sigh, followed by a quick series of moans as she started to finger me and suck on my clit. I think that may have been the first time I squirted, and boy was it loud, fun and tiring.

“I’m sorry for the mess,” I said meekly as I let go of her hair and lay back panting. “I’m just glad you enjoyed baby. I’ll just wash my mouth and get back, you stay right there, we’re going to need all that wetness for round 2.” She says and with a wink disappears into the bathroom.

A second later she comes back into the room. This time she has a bottle of lube. “What’s that for?” I asked her a bit nervous again. She reaches into her cupboard and pulls out a purple strapon. “Oh wow! I’ve never seen one in person.” I said with a begin. It wasn’t too big, just about the right size for an enjoyable experience. It also had a small stubby dildo on the inside that I assume went into the wearer. She calmly stepped into the harness and inserting the dildo inside she fastened the straps. Then she climbed back onto the bed and lubing up the strapon she twirled her finger. “Flip over. Trust me this is more fun for both of us, from behind.”

I turned over, my legs a bit wobbly from orgasm number 1. Bracing my hands against the headboard, I arched my back a bit to help her push inside. She slowly entered me with a slight pop sound and started to push her way deeper. She was slow and sensual and kissed my back as she buried it all the way up to the hilt. She didn’t pick up speed but opted for forceful yet passionate strokes as she filled me up again and again with the strap-on.

Soon she found a rhythm and we both started to push against each other getting closer to our second orgasms. Then just as suddenly as it had started, it ended and she pulled out of me leaving me feeling empty. I looked back at her in confusion. “All ok?” I asked as I watched her pull the quick release on the straps and take the strap-on off. She didn’t answer immediately. She grabbed me by the shoulder and in one fell swoop, (something I wouldn’t have imagined someone of her size could pull off) she flipped me onto my back. I lay there looking up at her as she intertwined her legs in mine.

Our pussies pressed up against each other she leaned in and kissed me. “Sorry for ending that so soon. We were both quite close and I didn’t want this night to end without trying this.” I simply nodded and moaned out “Fuck yes” as she started to grind on me once again bringing me closer to that promised land once again. It was hot, it was sweaty, but god it was intoxicating the way her body pressed up against mine.

We both cuddled close together grinding faster and faster as we both started to orgasm. She held me close as we let the wave of pleasure wash over us and then lay there panting and moaning in each other’s arms. She kissed me and then rolled off me laying by my side.

I blinked and suddenly when I opened my eyes sunlight was shining through the windows. Ayesha yawned beside me. “That was fun. Did you enjoy your night baby?” I nodded and smiled as I sat up. I started to gather up my clothes as she strolled out of the room still naked. I got dressed and walked out to her living room. She came out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee in her hand. “Come join me. You’re not in any rush are you?” she asked as she handed me the cup before walking over to the sofa.

We spoke for an hour as she told me about past clients and her life and hobbies. Then I had to head as I did have to get home too. I had had an amazing night and I was looking forward to a relaxing day today. “How much do I owe you?” I said as I put on my shoes. “Oh I don’t like to make these things transactional,” she said and waved her hand. As I reached to the counter nearby to grab my purse I saw a post-it note on my purse with the amount written on it.

I smiled and counted out a bundle of notes before opening the door. “Same time next week?” she called out from the sofa leaning over and smirking at me. I winked at her and closed the door.

NSFW: yes

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