After a phone call from her sexy new boyfriend, Tony, Leanne felt elated and proud to be off the singles list. They shared their first date only a week earlier and found out their personalities matched like magic. To Leanne, she felt as if she had known Tony forever, and the connection remained electrifying in conversation as well as in the bedroom.
On their first meet, early impressions showed him as a little arrogant, but after she got to know him during the date, found a little insecure side, which he tried to hide through a high boost of self-confidence. She liked his sexy, cool style, and when she thought, once again of the hot sex they shared a week earlier, it was only natural Tony and Leanne would meet again.
Leanne’s landline rang that early morning, and she answered, “Hello.”
“Hi,” Tony said with his deep voice. “Guess who?”
“Charming Tony again?” Leanne questioned. “How the hell are you?”
“I can’t stop thinking about last week. Do you fancy a second date?” he asked.
“Do you not think you should ask me how I am before you insinuate another date, you cocky thing.”
“Gosh, oh yeah. How are you?” he asked, gobsmacked at her cheeky side.
“I was only playing, Tony. I am great thanks and it is so nice to hear from you. I thought you would never ring and ask me out again. At least you remember how much you knew I wanted you last week. The memory is good. “
“You were amazing. I cannot stop thinking about it. So how about a second date then, tonight?” he questioned again, impatient for an answer.
“Yes, but it cannot be an evening date. If you can manage an afternoon of frisky fun, we should meet,” she insisted.
“Cool,” he replied eagerly.” Let me get ready and I will meet you in Manchester later, okay. “
“Okay babe. Catch you later,” Leanne hinted coolly, but secretly excited inside at seeing his sexy smile again.
Butterflies grew in her stomach. Was he her boyfriend or a fuck friend? What did he see her as, casual or serious? Those questions flew through her mind as the nerves took over.
With his fantastic fashion sense and ways to urge her mind into ecstasy, he ticked all the boxes on her perfect man list. On her arrival in Manchester, she text Tony to let him know of her arrival and walked to meet him outside a fast food chain. She looked to her left, still he did not appear, and then looked to her right, and appeared like magic to plant a horny kiss on her lip-gloss soaked lips, while her hands wrapped round his neck, holding him close.
He grabbed her hand, and it was something she was not used to, being so close to a man after her last long-term relationship, but Tony was special, and she wanted to get close to him in any way she could. Everything came natural.
They waited at the station for the next bus to Old Trafford, and while no one was around, shared a passionate kiss that spoke volumes of how they felt for each other. They shared cheeky smiles and spoke of their mad night of fun a week earlier. That night, Leanne surprised him with a bag full of goodies; smokes, handcuffs, and a mind full of rampant thoughts.
In her mind, she grew more and more desperate to strip off his casual, cool ripped jeans and funky yellow fitted t-shirt, but remained a good girl for the moment.
***
Leanne met Tony in an indie club in Central Manchester on a night out for a friend’s birthday. That night she felt frisky and flirted with any man who caught her eye. Dressed top to toe in red, with short burgundy hair and luscious red lips, she looked different from the many blonde girls dressed in short dresses, who danced sexily with their girlfriends to gain male attention.
That night, Tony was hypnotised by Leanne’s sexy hips swaying to the music and her cannabis tattoo, which he asked to kiss. He had long hair, dressed in hippy clothes, and had drunk far too much alcohol but still knew what he liked in a girl.
Their rendezvous was brief and passionate and at the end of the night, Tony asked for Leanne’s number. Exactly three days after, he called to ask her out to his band’s gig.
***
They stepped off the red bus, very nearby to his house, still hand in hand and Leanne let the butterfly’s wave through her stomach, excited about the future.
“Do you fancy a beer in the garden; it is nice and sunny today?” Tony asked.
“Yeah sure,” Leanne replied.
As they chatted and found out more about one another, they discovered a love of astrology, music, and fashion. During the silence moments, their eyes glanced at each other and turned their minds rampant. Sex had moved into the top priority of their agenda, just as she stated earlier in the day during their flirtatious phone call. When she thought about how hard he had gotten only a week earlier, she experienced arousal between her legs, but wanted to let him investigate.
Unable to think of anything else to discover that afternoon, they rushed to his bedroom to get naughty. He pushed her onto the bed, and teased his lips against her kissable, elegant neck. His left hand unfastened her buttons from her revealing shirt, and his right hand ran through her hair to squeeze it slightly. Leanne’s body tensed when his kiss moved beside her neck, driving her entire body insane. They shared a chemistry which made her wet in an instant whenever he touched her, and she felt herself grow closer to a full body climax. One touch against her breasts or clit would cause that delight, and she knew her mind never played tricks.
Every touch remained phenomenal in her mind. He exactly what to do to drive her loopy and he read her mind as she sent thoughts and actions telepathically to his equally erogenous mind. Every forward action she wanted, he gave out.
Her trousers were already soaked from the seal of his kiss, and she felt his hardness throb against the thigh of her jeans.
“Strip me,” she insisted.
“I like teasing you though. I want you to beg me to fuck you. I like being in control,” he whispered in a cocky tone.
“Get my trousers off NOW, I can’t take it any longer.”
Tony did as she asked, concentrating on her pleasure. She used both her hands to unfasten his stiff steel buttons on his ripped blue jeans. It was difficult trying to concentrate on removing his trousers with each of his fervent kisses, but she got her wish, his hard cock in her hand, ready to stroke him into putty.
She did not know whether it was the excitement of their newfound romance, or a sexual chemistry, but she loved how aroused she became whenever Tony was around.
He moved his rampant tongue over her body, over the inside of her thighs, and sent her body shivering all over. His tongue moved to her vaginal lips, moist with clear lubricant, and tasted her juices, letting them dribble onto his tongue, while his eyes seduced her mind as he stared into her soul. Her facial expressions showed an enjoyment so deliciously hot, she had no option to moan louder and louder. Tony knew his touch had hit the right spot, causing her body to wriggle with delight. Every touch sent her body out of control, and as he caused a desire in her clit to build up on her mind, she waited for that divine moment for his tongue to lick over her highly sensitive hotspot.
Not one moment of silence existed in her mind, through her bodily moans, and his seductive moves. Tony’s hands, finger, and tongue moved closer to her clit, and she realised the moment to climax drew closer, her face hot and bothered, her chest ruddy, her mind ready to let go of her sexual tension release.
He pushed her head off the bed so she hung slightly off, brought her to climax, and placed her legs on his shoulders, penetrating her sticky, wet vagina hard. Every thrust turned more manic in seconds. She liked the feeling of hanging half way off the bed, and it sent an instant rush of blood to the head, and every pulsation as his penis pounded her g-spot, erotically different. Upside down, the blood rush sent her face red, but with abdominal strength, she managed to pull herself up and watch his face full of pleasure.
Leanne crept closer to a vaginal orgasm, and moaned, “Tony, mmm yeah, fuck me harder, Tony.”
The deep repetitive thrusts caused her an insane moment of delight, and she screamed, “Tony, cum with me, I’m there, fuck yeah.”
Her powerful words forced his penis to fuck her harder, he gave an almighty moan, and one more deep thrust as the waves of orgasm engulfed his body.
He pulled her into his safety, and they let their racing hearts rest. He caressed her body and stared into her eyes without any reason, only because he found her beautiful through his soulful eyes. She cuddled him and pulled him in closer, listening to his heart beat return to normal. Every moment they shared made Leanne want to spend her lifetime with him. Their special day was full of spontaneity, fun, and eclectic passion, and she did not want it to end.
