Compliments to the Chef

I decided to treat myself to a night out. Just a little much needed Teagan time. I chose a restaurant that I had never been to before, just for a little change of pace. It was awesome. The waiters were tripping over themselves to take care of me and the food was so amazing, that I asked if I could speak to the chef. He came out to greet me, and I felt instant lust. I’ve always had a thing for a man that was good with his hands, and from the look of those big hands he was an artist. We made small talk, mostly me telling him how amazing my meal was. Before I knew what had happened, I was inviting him to come have a drink at my place after his shift was over. I felt my face start to burn in embarrassment… until he surprised me by saying yes. I gave him my address.. then went home to wait. My stomach felt all fluttery, wondering what would actually happen when he got there. Around midnight, I heard a knock at my door. I opened it wide and stood there looking at him. It was a different atmosphere than the restaurant.. there was electricity in the air. He moved toward me slowly at first, then a little faster as he pushed me inside, my back hitting the door. A giggle started to escape my throat, but his tongue pushed it back in. It was all touch and go. We gave into the chemistry. My hands ripped at his clothes and his at mine. Once enough was out of the way and my body was bared to his, his mouth was moving down my body to my aching pussy. He pulled one leg over his shoulder while his mouth devoured me. His tongue darted in and out of my hole, his thumb playing with my clit. It was all I could do to keep standing as wave after wave of pleasure hit me. I could hear myself begging to be fucked. I felt those hands that I had admired so much earlier move to my ass, lifting me up. His hard cock pushed in hard and fast. My arms went around his neck, my nails digging into his back. He pumped me hard, my back hitting the door repeatedly. His cock tore me apart. I couldn’t breathe for screaming. When I felt his body tense up, I pushed against his chest and dropped to my knees. My hands closed around his dripping cock and I stroked him hard and fast. His breathing was heavy as he blew his load all over my tits. I took him in mouth and sucked the rest of that cum out. I smiled up at him while I rubbed the head of his dick all over my lips.
“Are you ready for that drink now?”

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