"We've tried to anticipate your every desire," Melody said. "There's even a delicious assortment of girl toys in the bed stand." She winked. "We do love our toys, don't we?"

I could only nod as I breathed in the faint aroma of incense.

"Happy birthday" Melody said. "I hope it will be one you'll never forget."

It already was, I thought as I found myself alone and more nervous than at anytime in my life. I tried to control my breathing. Slowly, I walked to the bed, felt the sheets; walked to the couch and sat. I was getting cold feet big time. Was it too late to leave? I wanted to run and yet, I tingled at the thought of what was about to happen.

That was it; I'd go now before it was too late. I stood and took a step toward the door.

"Hello, Chrissy."

Your voice came from a far corner of the room-a dark corner I had not noticed. I strained to see you but you were hidden in the shadows. You must have been there all along.

"You seem nervous."

"I am," I said

"Don't be. Not tonight."

You stepped into the soft glow of the candles and I gasped. You were stunning. Your silken blonde hair framed your face and caressing your shoulders. Your luminous gray-blue eyes reflected the heat of the candle flames. You wore a flowing robe that hung from you like smoke. Your milky white breasts formed perfect globes above your midnight-black lace bra.

Below your flat stomach was a mere wisp of bikini panties- the narrow cloth patch, black to match the bra, was slightly wider than your slit. Your labia peeked out from each side, pink and baby smooth. Your legs were long, slim, and bare-high heel sandals exposed delicate feet and delectable toes. Your were a vision of erotic seduction. And you were about to make love to me.

"I'm Crystal," you said, walking across the room to stand before me. You smiled, touching my cheek. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you." I trembled like a schoolgirl on her first date. Your fresh, clean fragrance excited my senses.

"They told me that tonight is a present from your friends. I hope you're not disappointed."

I shook my head, finding it hard to make my mouth work.

"Would you like something to drink? It might help you relax."

"Yes, that would be wonderful."

I watched you walk to the side table - each movement sensual. The way you shifted your weight said you knew exactly how to use your body to excite me. And, it was working. Your hair seemed to be blown by an invisible breeze; your beauty overwhelming me. Every nerve in my body went into hypersensitive overload. My skin tingled. I could not remember ever being this aroused before.

You brought me a small crystal glass of Amaretto.

"You're not having any?" I said, taking a sip.

"I'll quench my thirst the first time I make you come."

That did it. "Oh my God," I said as my legs went limp.

"That's so sweet," you said with the warmest smile and you brought your hand to the back of my neck. "This is going to be fun." Then you kissed me. Your lips were as delicate as butterfly wings; they tasted like desire. "Can I undress you?" you whispered.

"Please," I said, wanting desperately to have your lips on mine again.

You slipped your hands under my jacket, pushing it back over my shoulders. Your palms grazed my nipples causing sparks to shoot down between my legs. You smiled as my jacket dropped to the floor behind me. Then you started unbuttoning my blouse. "I want you to tell me everything that pleases you, Chrissy."

"All right." At this point I would have told you anything if you promised to do it to me.

Your delicate fingers worked like quicksilver. In seconds, you opened my blouse like unwrapping a priceless gift.

"For instance," you said, pushing the garment over my shoulders and letting it fall. "Do you like being eaten?"

"I love it." Although it had been a long time since someone went down on me.

You ran your fingertips down my bare arms and took my hands in yours. "When you're alone at night and you make love to yourself, which hand do you use?"

I squeezed your left hand with my right and you brought it to your lips.

"Which finger?"

I indicated my middle finger.

"I'm so envious of this finger," you said, taking it into your warm mouth. You ran your tongue along its length in the most arousing, obscene, erotic thing anyone had ever done to me. I was suddenly on the brink of an orgasm.

You made love to my finger while your eyes were locked on mine. Then you kissed my fingertip. "And when this is bathed with the warm cream from your orgasm, do you like to taste yourself?"

"Yes." I was burning at the stake.

"So, after I eat you, you'll enjoy tasting yourself on my lips?"

"I've got to sit down" I said, as the room started spinning

"I won't let you fall, lover." You slipped your robe off and it floated to the floor like soft morning mist. You reached around running your hands up my back while softly kissing my neck. You smelled like springtime. My heart raced. I never felt you unclasp my bra, but suddenly it was gone.

"You're beautiful..." You caressed each breast before placing a kiss just above my nipples.

I had to do something before I fell. I also need to taste your mouth again. Taking your face in my hands, I pulled you to me and we kissed softly, seductively. I reached around and unclasped your bra, then brought my hands to your breasts, feeling the warmth of your alabaster skin.

You unclasped my belt and skirt, and whispered in my ear, "Chrissy, do you like to make love or do you like to fuck?"

"Do we have time for both?" I giggled, never having considered the difference.

"We have time for everything," you said, running your tongue around my ear.

You squatted and pulled my skirt down, your face only inches from my crotch. You studied each leg as I stepped out if it. Then you removed my heels and slipped my hose down and off. I was naked except for my panties, which were soaked.

You leaned in, placing a soft kiss on the thin material covering my sex. "You're already wet," inhaling deeply. Then you hooked a finger in the elastic and pulled the front down exposing my thin patch of fur and finally my slit. "This looks delicious," you said, kissing my moist lips.

Your warm breath on my vagina made me tremble. I felt my clitoris throbbing, and when you touched it with the tip of your tongue, I came.

You wrapped an arm round my ass to steady me while you covered my pussy with your mouth. I heard delicate sucking sounds as you drank every drop I gave you. When I stopped shaking and caught my breath, you spent a moment licking me clean.

"I want more," you said, looking up and running the pink tip of your tongue over your lips.

"I think there's still a lot more down there," I said, feeling like the ecstasy dam was about to break.

"Now that we've got that first little orgasm out of the way," you said, "Let's get down to business."

"Okay," was the only clever thing I could think to say. My vision was blurred, I was dizzy, my body tingled, and I had no idea how I was able to remain standing. There was a blast furnace roaring between my legs and I could have injured someone with my nipples.

You led me to the bed and had me lay on my back in the middle; my head propped on thick pillows. As I watched, you sat on the edge, brought your foot up and unclasped your sandal- each movement slow and seductive. You repeated with the other foot. Then you stood, untieing the string holding your tiny bikini, and let it drop away. Like a sleek cat, you slipped onto the bed, stood, and straddled me- with your hands on your hips. You spread your legs, showing me your beautiful bare sex. Your labia was pink and puffy, the slit open slightly letting delicate inner lips peek out. Your hood barely hid your swollen clitoris. A soft moan came from deep inside me as I realized that what you offered me I wanted to the point of pain.

You spread your pussy lips open with your fingertips. Candlelight reflected off your moist, pink inner walls. You pulled your small hood back and your delicate pearl popped out. "You like?" you asked.

"I love." My heart pounded as my mouth and pussy watered. All I could think about was sucking that beautiful clitoris and tasting those sugar walls.

You slid a finger in, and when you took it out, it glistened in the soft light. "You're making me very wet, Chrissy."

"Fair is fair," I said, feeling drops of moisture running down to my ass.

You got on your hands and knees, and positioned yourself over me. I watched as you let our nipples kiss. Then you lowered yourself onto me. That first rush of skin on skin took my breath away. I wrapped my arms and legs around you, determined to never let you; my angel, get away. You brought your lips to mine and we kissed. Our tongues danced together as I tasted the sweetness of your mouth. Our pussies found each other and became slippery as we rubbed them together.

Then you broke our kiss. "We're getting ahead of ourselves," you said with a grin. "Were supposed to be making love but there's definitely fucking going on down below."

"Is that so bad?" I asked, almost begging.

You put your fingertip on my lips. "Fucking comes later. Love making comes first." You kissed me softly and then started placing kisses all around my face. Soon, you worked your way down my neck and was poised over my breasts.

I used to have nipples, I thought. Now they were rocket nosecones ready to blast off.

When you took the first one into your warm mouth, the boosters ignited. I tried to touch you but you held my hands down at my sides while you gently licked and sucked each nipple. Soft kisses were place all round each breast. My chest heaved and you stopped for a second and looked up at me.

"Relax, lover," you said. "We've got all night. Just enjoy." But your breathing had increased drastically.

"Crystal, I'm on fire for you," I said.

Something changed in the way you looked at me, almost as if I were no longer a customer for the night but someone you might even care about. You seemed surprised I had feelings for you.

You moved up and looked deep into my eyes. "You really want me?"

"Is that so hard to believe?"

"The women that come here only need me to get them off and then leave. I never even get turned on doing it. But you've got me flowing like a river."

"Then I vote we fuck that river and make love later."

Your eyes sparkled as you smiled. "I second the motion."

I attacked your mouth with mine, kissing like maniacs. My thigh came up between your legs and we were humping like whores on payday. Wet pussies squished and our sweaty tummies slapped. My ears filled with the sounds of slurping and sucking, squealing and moaning. Suddenly, I could wait no longer. "I want to eat you," I said between grunts.

"Sixty-nine?"

"Hurry," I said, out of breath.

You maneuvered around until you faced the foot of the bed. Looking back, you carefully lifted your leg over me and positioned yourself inches from my hungry mouth. I saw what I wanted and my heart leaped. You were pink, swollen, and so aroused. Your lips flared open like a flower and your clitoris was completely exposed. Streams of honey ran down the insides of each thigh. I pulled your ass to my face and shoved my nose into your wet hole. From somewhere deep inside me, I growled like a lioness about to feast. My first lick was from your clitoris all the way up to your rosebud anus. I breathed in a mixture of a bitch in heat and the perfume you had dabbed between your legs. And the taste was a banquet of salty sweat, tangy female musk, and thick, sweet girl-cum. My lips curled around your throbbing clitoris and I sucked it hard before assaulting it with my tongue. At the same instant, you spread my vagina and started a licking fury. We were obscene. To call it fucking was polite. It was raw, animal, and alien.

I went from your pussy to your ass and back in a frantic attempt to devourer everything. My face was covered with saliva and cum. The harder I licked, the more you gave me. Our bodies, soaked in sweat, squirmed and jerked, arched and entwined. We rolled back and forth in a fuck frenzy.

Like an avalanche, the orgasm swept over on me. At the same instant,your cum thickened, your hips moved in quick jerks, your toes curled, and you stiffened. I hugged your ass tightly and sucked your clitoris as I came, giving you a flood of honey. Your pussy quivered and a short squirt of hot cum shot into my mouth. I savored it for a moment then swallowed, waiting for more. I was not disappointed. As I sucked your clitoris again, I was rewarded with a second squirt that I quickly swallowed and hoped for a third. I brought my knees up and locked my legs around you. As you gave me my second orgasm, I again took your clitoris between my lips and sucked hard. This time you filled my mouth with three quick squirts. I swallowed and lapped your pussy, licking up every drop.

I ran my hands over your ass, placing soft kisses on your pussy- adoring it - worshiping. It was so beautiful in the afterglow of sex-a pink, slippery oyster. Then I realized you were doing the same thing between my legs; kissing my vagina tenderly as it trembled with tiny aftershocks.

Finally, you rolled onto your back, your chest still heaving. I took your hand and we interlocked our fingers. I turned on my side and kissed your leg, rubbing your soft thigh and tummy. Then I slowly turned around, lying beside you. I propped up on my elbow and brushed the long blond hair from your face.

"I just went to heaven," I said.

You caressed my cheek. "I can't remember when I've come that hard. It was wonderful."

I scooted closer and lightly touched my lips to yours while I played with your nipple. Then I whispered, "Now that we've fucked, lets make love."

You wrapped your arms around me and we held each other tightly. Our hearts beat together as our bodies entwined. We kissed for a long time, soft, gentle, sweet. Hands roamed, exploring, memorizing, and loving.

"I can't believe what you're doing to me," you said, sounding almost helpless. "This has never happened before."

Your delicious body, you this sensual woman, this dreamy vision, was melting in my arms. And I in yours. In the soft glow of the candles, I looked into your eyes. "I never want this to end."

"I know," you said, and kissed me.

Our tongues explored the warmth of our mouths as our bodies moved slowly and seductively against each other. I trembled, knowing where that delicious mouth of yours had been only moments before. I sucked your tongue and remembered it licking me to the most incredible orgasm of my life.

Suddenly, being with you meant more to me than anything else in my world. I was adrift on the deep blue ocean of your eyes, lost in your soft, strong arms, warmed by your sweet breath, seduced by the dampness of your fleece against my thigh, and drunk on the scent of arousal from between your legs. I was falling in love.

We made love again and again until the night was over. When it was time to leave, I took you home with me. I called in sick and we spent the entire day trying to wear out our pussies.

"Will you love me forever?" I said.

"Longer," you said. We interlocked our fingers and you squeezed my hand.

I pulled you into my arms. You felt wonderful against me as our breasts pressed together. "I thought I had everything," I said. "I thought I was truly happy. Then you came into my life and I realized I had nothing before that moment."

"Oh, Chrissy," you said, kissing me.

I adored your mouth so warm and delicious; those incredible eyes that were always smiling at me; suddenly you were my entire world. I couldn't get enough of your fingertips on my bare arms, the freshness of your corn silk-colored hair, the spice of your skin, the heat from your sex on my face.

My hunger for you had grown into a constant craving. The thought of you lying in my arms with our naked bodies entertwined made me swoon. I craved your breath in my ear whispering my name, begging me to never stop loving you. I needed your lips on my breasts, biting and teasing until I screamed. And I trembled at how you filled my mouth with your sweet ambrosia at the instant of ecstasy.

To be continued........