Even though I’m a woman too, I could never take my eyes off her, she was so beautiful and sexy.
I leaned against the wall, eating my lunch-a sandwich and a drink-with my eyes still scanning her.
She was sitting on top of the steps 5 meters away from me, her body was as tall and well-proportioned as a fashion model’s, her wavy blonde hair fell straight down to her waist, her thighs became more and more slender and sexy with her black nylon stockings and high heels, she was wearing an expensive grey woolen skirt and white rayon blouse, and she wore a gold necklace around her neck, which made her look noble and flirtatious.
After a while, she turned her ass, which was sitting on the steps, to face me more head-on. She had a magazine in her hand and seemed to be reading it.
It was past lunchtime, so even though it was a room that could hold more than 50 people, there didn’t seem to be any other people in the place, and certainly not many people who could admire her from such a good position as I had.
She sat there, continuing to flip through the magazine intently, and she straightened her legs down the steps, opening the portal at me so that I could clearly and vividly see under her skirt.
She wasn’t wearing any panties at all, just a garter belt and nylon stockings. With her thighs spread, I could see the white skin of her inner thighs and her pussy, except for a small triangle of blonde hair on the lips of her flesh, neatly shaved and polished.
I was completely dumbfounded, I don’t think she was aware of my prying eyes, I glanced around from time to time, but the world seemed to have forgotten us, not a soul was paying any attention to us, so I could boldly stare at her for a long time.
At this point, she once again raised her thighs to their normal position and brought her knees together, while at the same time spreading her high-heeled feet about twelve inches apart, which allowed me to continue to see under her skirt. Then she lowered one hand and slowly reached under her skirt… her palm rested on her thigh just above her ass cheeks, gently stroking up and down her naked white skin.
At this point, I felt my love juices gushing out of my pussy like an open gate, soaking my silk panties.
Then she placed her hand on top of her pussy, her beautifully manicured red fingernails forming a “V” on the lips, and with the tips of her fingers she gently parted her thighs, parted her pussy lips, and with the tip of one finger she began to rub and delicately flick the little pink nub of her pussy.
Oh, God… I almost went crazy. I had never seen such a beautiful and noble woman masturbating in front of me… Wow! What surprised me even more was that she looked down at me and was smiling at me, a very moving smile. God, she was really something on earth!
She looked at me while continuing to stroke herself inside her skirt, and I was really going to pass out at this point.
At that moment, she came over to me, grabbed my hand (what a surprise) and said, “Come… come with me… I want to show you something good.”
I followed her as if by magic, without hesitation. I was twenty-three years old, and she held my hand like a little girl at school.
On the way, we didn’t say a word. She led me only a block to the door of the Fifth Street apartment building, where two doormen nodded at her, opened the door, and we stepped into the elevator.
She still didn’t say a word, and as we ascended to the 9th floor, the elevator stopped, but she didn’t move, and the doors closed again. I looked at her, and she turned to me and smiled, a smile full of mystery and femininity. She leaned her body over, cupped my face in her hands, and her cherry-red lips slowly moved closer to mine, and she began to kiss me gently, kissing my cheeks, my lips… Oh my God! It was as if I was in a movie… or in a dream.
She moved one hand down my neck to my chest and gently rubbed my breasts, a joyful went straight to my bones and my panties got wetter underneath.
She whispered in my ear, “Come, girl… come with me.”
We got out of the elevator and went to her apartment. Her apartment was as incredibly beautiful as it looked in the decorating and design magazines, overlooking the park and museum from her window, which must have cost a lot of money.
She wasted no time and led me immediately to the window, which had a black leather sleeper, the size of a single bed, and a floor made of black and white marble. She sat me down and told me to stay here and leave the room.
After a while she returned with a bottle of “Cristal” champagne and two glasses. With no more to say than a short conversation, she poured two glasses of champagne and placed the bottle on the marble floor.
Then she said something very strange to me, she said, “Don’t drop a drop… not a drop… okay? You’ll drink it all, won’t you? Promise me!”
“Yes…” I assumed she meant champagne and took a sip from the glass, which was quite good.
She came over to my seat, raised her skirt to her waistline, wiggled her ass a little, placed one high-heeled foot on the leather sleeper, and spread her legs right in front of my face. I was dumbstruck, accompanied by inexplicable excitement and thrill, I could smell her perfume and the tangy slutty odor of her pussy, and I began to shiver all over.
She said to me, “Well, now, you can touch me there… um… that’s what you saw 20 minutes ago.” After saying that, she just stood there motionless, looking at me with winking eyes, slurping her champagne in her mouth, and rushing at me with her bare pussy.
I leaned down and stroked her smooth, supple thighs, the feel of her stockings added to my excitement, and as soon as my hand reached under her skirt, I grabbed her pussy and caressed it. She reached out and put her hand behind my head and pulled me between her thighs, I resisted only slightly and let her have her way.
She gently wrenched my face so that my lips could touch her labia, her two fleshy lips were hot and wet and smooth, giving off a tangy, mesmerizing odor, and I kissed her here, tasting the nectar that oozed out, and sticking out my tongue and placing it between the two labia, sucking one of them into my mouth and sucking on it. It wasn’t a woman I was licking, I thought, she was a goddess!
She began to undo her blouse and skirt, tossing them aside, and then began to undress me, first removing my blouse from over my head, then my bra, and then lifting me up by my hands and kneeling in front of my feet, removing my skirt and panties for me. She gave me a lustful upward glance and held my panties to her nose and sniffed them, then took the part of the crotch of my nylon panties that had been soaked with lust into her mouth and sucked on it, licking and sucking up all the nectar on it as she licked it and winkingly looked at me while one of her hands was still fondling her pussy.
She had me lay back on the black leather sleeper and spread my thighs, my pussy was soaking wet by now. She pulled my upper body off the leather chair so my head and shoulders were resting on the marble, then she straddled my face and buried her mouth between my thighs again, and her mouth and tongue began to move over my pussy over and over, doing things on it that I had never imagined, and I felt my nectar simply gushing outward incredibly.
I began to do the same to her with my mouth, the oozing nectar glistening brightly on her pink pussy lips, looking erotic and lewd, and I pushed my tongue in, moaning as I licked and sucked, licking the depths of her pussy and sucking on her little pink clit.
Her thighs started clamping down on my face, pressing her pussy door even closer to my mouth and started peeing. At first I just thought she had more lust, but I was shocked when it jetted into my mouth, I didn’t know what to do, I tried to break free, but her legs were clamped tightly around my head, and the soft skin of her nylons was pressed against my face.
Then she said with a touch of seriousness, “You promised not to waste a single drop… If you do, I’m going to make you lick it up!”
I was a little scared inside, but at the same time extremely aroused as I connected my mouth to the entrance of her pussy, wrapping it completely around her cunt and swallowing as fast as I could what she was shooting into my mouth. It was hot, hotter than I expected, and tasted so sexy, raunchy and lewd that I was completely mesmerized and kept swallowing, addicted to the perverse excitement and pleasure.
I drank hard, only until she was finished and my mouth remained there, licking and sucking everything left behind from her pussy lips to her thighs and nylons.
She let go of her thighs, let go of my face, and re-parted her thighs again, but I wanted to stay there, enjoying the beauty of what she had there.
Next, she begged me to pee for her. At first it was difficult and I couldn’t fully relax, after a while it started to come and as my piss jetted out her mouth clamped down on my pussy and I could hear her swallowing as she lapped up every drop that came out of me, then she continued to lick and suck on me with her mouth bringing me to an orgasm like I had never experienced before.
As my orgasmic trembling subsided, she leaned down and kissed me on the mouth, her lips looking a little slippery from my lewd juices, and it was wonderful to lick her lips, savoring all that remained on it!