First Kiss- A Spicy Audio Story by Salty Vixen

Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled ‘First Kiss” Dear Sir, If you were here, if you were mine, if we gave of ourselves completely, without reserve, just one more time, I would kneel before you, kiss your body with my warm skin, worship the man, the flesh hard and masculine, I would venerate, idolize, devour with soft lips, with velvet heat, with the lightest of innocence, with the darkest of sin, I would open, give, surrender myself to you as I have only dared in my dreams.

I am glad I am on your mind and knowing that, gives me the thrill to write my naughty stories. Let’s begin..

We are on the precipice. Mouths, lips, increasingly hot breath, mingling, taunting, teasing.

We playfully brush against each other, carrying on our conversation, extending the moment before we plunge into the bliss.

Into the inviting opening I utter simple words, everyday words, enjoying the way each one changes the shape of my mouth, the way each one touches then pulls away from the perfect peaks in front of me.

I speak softly, my thumb now mapping the seductive curve of your smile. I whisper words of now, words of then, words of what will come. You murmur filthy salacious somethings, deeds that will be done. We sigh, whimper and moan as words snake into sound.

When we can bear it no longer, our lips give in and meet. Hands wind through my curls, fingers caress your nape, soft playful kisses with little hints of tongue, as we finally dive into a long deep wetness that goes on and on and on.