It was difficult to not keep replaying the morning in my mind, so I had to work really hard to suppress Sofia from my thoughts throughout the day. It was another long day, but I finally got through it, getting to bed at about 11:30 p.m. Lying in bed, Sofia immediately came to mind. There was no question that Sofia was attractive, but she was also fascinating to me. She was an intriguing mixture; she possessed a smoldering sexuality while also exuding innocence. I did not know Sofia’s dating history, but I got the impression that she had lived a vanilla sex life but wanted to experience much more. I sensed a fiery sexual desire inside her that was bubbling just under the surface that she had not fully discovered yet. As I thought more about it, I didn’t believe that Sofia had ever been seduced, which made me wonder how far I could draw Sofia out of her comfort zone. Could I entice her out of the marriage bed and into mine? I fell asleep thinking about how far Sofia had already come this week in her sexual journey.
I am not sure if I dreamt about Sofia, but I woke up with a hard-on. As a teenager we would have called it blue balls; I had that familiar ache from three days of pent-up arousal. I laid in bed for a few minutes going through some mental exercises until my erection deflated. I then rolled out of bed to start my normal morning routine.
I reached into the shower stall and turned the lever to the hottest setting to let the water warm up while I stripped off my underwear and hung a towel on the shower door. Soon the bathroom was foggy with the steam, so I turned the temperature down just a bit, but I still wanted to keep the shower nice and warm for obvious reasons. I was still sleepy as I stepped in and moved under the shower spray. I closed my eyes and let the warm water drum on my back, savoring what felt like a dozen massaging fingers. After a couple of minutes my body was warm, and I was awake, so I finished washing and rinsing off. As I toweled myself off, I began to think about Sofia being on the other side of the door and that is all it took for my cock to swell and come to full attention.
Sofia was standing just outside the door when I stepped out of the bathroom. Smiles lit up our faces as we stood looking at each for a moment before she said, “Have you been thinking about me already?”
I was both surprised and turned on by her boldness as I chuckled and replied, “Does it show?”
It was her turn to give me a devilish smile as she responded, “Yeah, it does.”
With no other prompting she moved right into my arms. I know she could feel my hard cock pushing against her belly and I could feel her soft breasts pressing against my chest. Her hands went around the back of my head and pulled me down into a passionate kiss. Almost at once our tongues started to dance together: touching, tasting, and probing each other’s mouths. Her tongue was like a darting snake until I caught it, sucking it deep into my mouth, prompting a low moan to escape her lungs. Her fingers dug into the back of my neck as I rhythmically sucked on her tongue for a few moments before releasing it so it could continue its exploration of my mouth.
As our kiss continued, I felt the soft cotton material of her dress against my palms as they slipped down over the curve of her ass. My curious fingers found no telltale signs of her wearing panties underneath her dress, so I murmured into her lips, “You are not wearing any panties.”
She purred back, “I did as you told me.”
Our lips were still touching as I mumbled, “I love you being my naughty girl.”
There was just the faintest whisper of her voice as she responded, “Oh my god,” as she realized how the need to fulfill her sexual desires had overcome the inhibitions that had controlled her for so long.
I broke our kiss and licked my way up to her ear, sending a shudder through her body as I sucked in her earlobe between my puckered lips. My warm breath puffed into her ear as I whispered, “Did it excite you this morning, not wearing any panties?”
She groaned out, “Yes,” as I pulled the back of her dress up and lightly skimmed my hands over her succulent half-globes, admiring their curve and firmness. She let out a gasp as her ass clenched around my fingers as they tried to run up and down the cleft between her butt cheeks. Giving her a light smack on the ass, I said, “Relax.”
Her breathless reply was, “Nobody has ever touched me like that before.”
No reply was needed. A tremor washed over her hips as my middle finger burrowed between her butt cheeks, my hand using it as a guide to caress the round contour of her ass. My middle finger rode her crevice as my other fingertips lightly swept up and down her butt, each downward trek getting closer and closer to her puckered hole. Her whole being was concentrating on my hand with a tenseness to her body until I touched it. She started to squirm when I slipped just a fingertip length in, reaming it around to bring a gasping breath. Not having any lube, I did not insert my whole finger as I just wanted her to experience the sensation of a light touch to her rosebud. It was enough to drive her arousal up as she stuttered out a breathy, “Oh… Oh… Oh…”
Her eyes were closed as she savored the sensual sensations — sensations I didn’t think she’d ever felt before: lips locked in a passionate kiss while being held in the arms of a naked stranger, his hard cock pressed against her belly while her breasts were smashed against his firm chest, all the while his hand was caressing and exploring her naked ass.
Having had only the most basic of sexual experiences, the past few days were an awakening of her sexual senses. This whole situation was purely sexual for both of us. What was going on between Sofia and me was not the “slowly getting to know each other” buildup towards an ordinary first-time sexual experience. We had jumped right into the fiery path of raw carnal desire. We both wanted the other, so we were ultimately building towards fulfilling that mutual desire of Sofia’s legs spread for me, and her feeling my hard cock thrusting inside of her.
With a surprised gasp, her eyes snapped open to look up into mine when I shifted over and pushed my leg between hers, forcing my thigh tight against her pussy. With a handful of her naked ass, I pulled her forward so my thigh was deep between her legs. Moving her hands to my shoulders to steady herself, she closed her eyes before letting out a panting breath as I began rubbing my thigh up and down against her soft pussy lips. The material of her dress was a barrier between my thigh and her pussy, but I could feel her liquid heat soaking through the fabric onto my leg.
Her hips quickly came into rhythm with the movement of my thigh, grinding back against my leg, prompting her breathing to become quick and shallow. The heat from her pussy was searing, leaving a smeared sheen on my thigh from her rubbing pussy. From the aroused look on her face, I could see the building pleasure inside of her, so I moved my leg back, triggering a disappointed whimper. Her sound of frustration was quickly replaced with a gasp of anticipation as I undid the bottom three buttons of her dress and reached in.