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From: "Madison D'Angelica" <swf31@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} A Spot of Tea (oral, romance)
Date: Sat,  2 Feb 2002 21:10:09 -0500
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                                                       A Spot of Tea

     We had just ended an pleasurable date at a fine continental restaurant,
having dined on superb seafood, and as we were leaving, several women paused
to conspicuously take notice of Dalton.  He was only about 5'10", but his
broad shoulders and expansive chest made him appear larger.  He had thick
dark brown hair that was cut fairly short.  Most people considered him
handsome, and many told him that he looked like Tony Danza.  And he did.  I
wasn't sure exactly how he felt about that, but it seemed he was beginning
to tire of the observation.  I noticed the women looking at Dalton, but it
didn't bother me anymore.  I was kind of proud to be the one on his arm, if
you must know.   He paid them no mind, and it was me he had his arm around,
and he seemed to be quite devoted to our relationship.

     Our conversation was animated on the way through the streets of London
to my place, and we laughed heartily recalling scenes from the movie we had
viewed earlier.  We arrived at my apartment, and after he put his arms
around me and kissed me softly, turned and began to walk to his car.  People
find me quite fetching, and while my breasts were on the smaller side of the
ledger, my shapely bum gave observers something to appreciate.  He found
that to be a fair trade-off, as he had told me early on that he found larger
breasts somewhat ponderous.  He also seemed to be fascinated by my
lightly-curled auburn hair hanging to the middle of my back.  And I had
quite a pleasing face, or so everyone told me.

    "Would you fancy a spot of tea, love?" I called back to him in a winsome
manner as I was beginning to go inside my door.  He happened to adore my
British accent, as he was overseas on sabbatical from teaching at some
college in New Jersey.  Rutgers, I think he said the name was.

    "You know, some tea would go just fine about now, Meredith," he said
with a grin on his face, and turned to take my outstretched hand, following
me into the flat.  My offer seemed to catch him by surprise, but he
certainly seemed willing to see what might transpire.

     "I'll make us some tea," I called brightly from the kitchen, "make
yourself at home."

     "What, you mean I can turn the stereo up real loud and dance without
restraint?" he joked.

      Walking up behind me, he rested his hands on my softly rounded hips.

     "Hey!! You'll disrupt my rhythm!!" I scolded him mockingly.

     I leaned my face forward to kiss him very softly, trailing my tongue
along his lips, as I entwined my arms around his waist.

     "Hey, let's see some tea!!" he said jokingly, then left me to finish
making the tea as he sat on the couch in the living room.

      I thought of how he and I tended to get along so well, and we seemed
to be great friends. I was sort of surprised by the present status of our
relationship, and was encouraged.  We had never quite gone "all the way", as
Dalton seemed to sense that I wasn't yet ready.  We were proceeding at the
pace I set.  I had a surprise in store tonight.

     I came into the room with a tray holding our tea cups, and politely
offered one to him. After he took the cup, I cast a sultry look into his
brown eyes and said, "I'll be right back, Dalton... you don't mind waiting,
right?"  I flashed him a mischievous smile.

     He was sitting on the sofa, and as he was bringing his cup to his
mouth, stopped in mid-sip as I came into the room dressed in a long filmy
silk white nightgown.

     "You like?" I asked softly with a huge grin on my face.

     "What's not to like?"

    He opened his arms to make room for me to sit on his lap.  He appeared
to very much like the feel of my firm derriere on his lap, and I became
aware of the bulge in his pants.

      "Thank you, Dalton.  I appreciate it," I told him as I put my hands
behind his neck, and  I moved to kiss him.  I pressed my lips to his, and
softly insinuated my tongue into his mouth until they twirled sensually
together.  I stood upright, taking him by the hand, and led him silently to
my bed.  We sat arm and arm on the edge of the bed, and I kissed him
passionately as our hands slowly explored each other's bodies.  He reacted
to my dainty fingers journeying over the growing bulge in his pants, slowly
moving his hands up and down my sides until they came to rest on my firm
breasts, and my fingers deftly unfastened the button on his jeans.

     I slowly unzipped his trousers, and as he moved his hands to caress my
shapely backside, I reached in and took his growing member in my hand,
softly gripping it and stroking it as he moaned softly.  I worked his jeans
from his legs, and removed his shirt standing before him, revealing his
impressive chest and rippling pectorals, my eyes glistening sultrily.  He
slowly removed my nightgown, and my naked body was revealed to him as my
long gown fluttered softly to the floor.  He got up from the bed to take me
into his arms, and we exchanged a loving kiss, and he reacted to my perky
nipples hardening against his chest.  He traced a soft trail of kisses
across my cheek to my lithe neck, and took my rounded bottom into his strong
hands, and heard me sigh softly as he began to kiss and nibble his way down
my supple neck.

      He reached my collarbone, slowly trailing his tongue to my firm pert
breasts, and lazily kissed and sucked on both of my hardened nipples, while
his hands roamed in small circles over my rounded swells. The sensation was
exquisite.  Dalton felt my hands in his hair coaxing him upward, and his
lips met mine in a passionate frenzy.  Slowly guiding his tongue into my
mouth, I sucked on it gently as I moved him almost imperceptibly toward the
bed.

     I followed him as he fell back in the bed, lying on top of him, and the
feeling of my erect nipples against his chest was electric.  I kissed him
with yearning, swirling my tongue tenderly with his, then slowly pulled my
face from his to gaze deeply at him, and I think he perceived the kindled
passion in my pretty green eyes.

     Gently rolling me over onto my back, and beginning at my forehead, he
traced soft kisses over my eyelids en route to my quivering lips.  I was
wetter than I can ever remember.  Intimating his tongue into my mouth as I
wiggled my hips beneath him, he cupped my taut breasts as he kissed me
deeply .  We kissed with great passion for several minutes, and as we broke
our kiss, he gently trailed his tongue over the outline of my soft lips.
Trailing kisses down my graceful neck, then down my sloped shoulder, he
arrived at my firm mounds.  Dalton kissed softly around my heaving breasts,
and then took a perky nipple into his mouth, softly sucking on it while
bathing it with his tongue as my fingers entwined in his hair, urging him
onward.  He kissed his way very slowly across my flattened tummy, and as he
softly tongued my navel, I'm quite sure that he detected traces of the
enticing scent arising from between my long slender legs.

        Dalton traced a trail of kisses to the beginning of my puffy moist
folds, and looked into my eyes for approval.  I smiled softly at him,
spreading my legs slowly, almost unnoticeably.  Deliberately avoiding my
musky sex, he slowly kissed and nibbled along the insides of my firm thighs.
He kissed his way to my moistened flower, and slowly ran his tongue up the
length of my distended lips, savoring the taste of my plentiful juices.  He
pushed his tongue into my increasingly wet opening, and again felt my hands
on the back of his head, pulling him closer to my need.  My vaginal walls
opened to receive his tongue as he eased it inside of me, and as he did, I
raised my supple legs up onto his shoulders, allowing him better access to
my velvety charms.

    Rhythmically easing his tongue in and out of my moistened womanhood, my
fingers tangled in his hair, urging him onward with my hands.  He flattened
his tongue, licking along the length of my feminine crevice, and he finally
arrived at my erect bud.  Dalton slowly and softly wrapped his lips around
my excited nubbin, and I whimpered in rapture as I pulled him closer to my
moist fragrant charms.  Taking a last extended soft lick on my raised
button, he felt my hands beneath his shoulders, pulling him toward my lovely
face.  Slowly kissing and nibbling across my soft belly, he then leisurely
tongued and kissed my breasts, teasing my pert nipples with his tongue
before he continued towards my lips.  We kissed passionately, our tongues
interchanging, and he ran his fingers leisurely through my fresh-smelling
hair.

     Our lips met briefly, and as he slowly moved his hands over the rounded
globes of my derriere, I began to kiss and lick on the side of his neck,
gently moving my warm tongue over his excited skin.  I very softly kissed
across his shoulder and collarbone, and slowly descended to his erect
nipples, taking my time, lightly bathing them with my swirling tongue as I
reached to take his engorged member into my hands.  He moaned softly as I
tenderly wrapped my fingers around his swollen shaft, and watched as I
continued to lightly kiss my way across his stomach, which was just
beginning to bead up with perspiration.

     When I came to his stiff member, I slowly bent my head to softly lick
the head of his cock, clearing the drop of pre-cum there, and I softly
enveloped the swollen head with my lips, lazily running my tongue in slow
circles around the sensitive crown.  I took as much of his length into my
mouth as  I could, looking into his deep brown eyes as I lightly caressed
his swollen balls in my hand, and I moved my lips unhurriedly up and down
his rigid shaft.  I continued to tease him for several minutes, running my
tongue along the underside of his swollen rod, and he reached under my arms
and pulled me up to him, feeling my breasts as they glided across his body.
I moved my lips to his softly, and traced the outline of his lips with my
tongue before easing it into his mouth.

      As our tongues intermingled, I gracefully straddled his hips.  I took
his expanded hardness into my hand, and I lowered myself very slowly onto
him, gradually descending until his glistening shaft disappeared into my
warm wet sex.  He dropped his lips to lick and suck upon my hardened
nipples, and at the same time tenderly cupped the firm globes of my fine
ass, guiding me slowly up and down his enlarged shaft.  I slowly raised and
lowered herself down upon him, all the while maintaining eye contact with
him, looking sensuously into his handsome face.

     Smiling directly into his deep brown eyes, I quickened my pace on his
throbbing tool, and he watched as I brought my fingers to gently fondle my
proud clit, seductively moaning as I did.  Dalton reached to softly caress
my breasts as I slid up and down his hard shaft, lifting up slowly until
only the bulging head remained inside my wet folds, and then plunging back
down on his rigid member, only to start the process over again.

    I could feel my crest approaching, and the rhapsodic look in Dalton's
eyes told me he was nearing completion as well.  Suddenly, he grabbed hold
of my hips and started to thrust upward into my drenched folds, and the
friction on my sensitive button pushed me over the edge.  As I tilted my
head back, eyes tightly closed, I could feel his seed flooding my tight
channel as he thrust one last time into me, his hands tightly gripping my
hips.

    I collapsed on top of him, his softening tool still inside of me, and
kissed him ravenously as I ran my fingers though his hair.  I rolled off of
him, and lay beside him while he seemed to gather his thoughts in silence.
In a few moments, he said something.

   "Boy, this dinner and a movie thing seems to have a lot going for it -- a
hell of a lot," he spoke up with a broad smile on his face.

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