Kneeling at the Altar of Pleasure

"So," chimed Abigail after an awkwardly long silence. She looked up at Daniel. "My place or yours?"

The suddenness of the question shocked Daniel, even though it shouldn't have. The two of them were getting the vibe all through the date that it would come to this point but it didn't seem like either one wanted to be the one to ask. He stared ahead for a moment, trying not to stare into Abigail's warm gaze as he had all night. He couldn't help but admire how her chestnut-colored eyes shined in the orange glow of the bar's lights and he was sure to be lost in them again if he looked down to meet her gaze once more. But he had grabbed her soft, slightly chilly hand as they walked onto the street. It felt so small in his hand, their fingers interlinked naturally. He took the chance to meet her gaze again, those same light-brown eyes shining much more dully now but still brilliantly. His every instinct in his body was screaming to kiss her before answering her question and he gave into those thoughts almost immediately. He used his free hand to tilt her face up a little higher, his thumb and index finger placed gently under the tip of her chin. He heard a little gasp escape her lips before they met his own.

Soft, Daniel thought, just like the rest of her. He couldn't get enough of it but broke the kiss after a brief moment. "How about my place?" he asked softly. "It's closer to here than yours."

Abigail was trying to hide how suddenly aroused she was at the spontaneity of the kiss and replied with a simple "yeah that's fine." Her blush was redder now than it was when they left. She decided to be spontaneous in kind and kiss Daniel once more on the lips. They stood there in silence, faces bright red and hands still interlinked, until the Uber Daniel had requested showed up. From there, the five minute ride and the small three flight trek up to Daniel's apartment building felt like fifty. Anyone seeing the two of them together could probably cut the tension with a knife. With a trembling, and slightly sweaty, hand, Daniel reach down to the key ring attached to his hip by an old and worn carabiner, flicking between the cluster until he found the key to his apartment. He missed the slot the first time and managed to insert the key on the second try. He twisted the knob and let the door swing open slowly, only slightly aided by a gentle push of his hand. "After you." Daniel said, bringing himself into a slight bow as he gestured his already extended hand towards the foyer of his apartment. He couldn't help but give Abigail a little smile as he looked into her eyes. 'Oh thank you, sir." Abigail replied with a little giggle. She walked ahead of his arm and Daniel followed in after her. He flicked on a light switch to his left and suddenly the foyer was filled with a warm, dimly orange light. Without a word, Daniel placed his hands on her shoulders and gently helped Abigail take off her coat before he doffed his own. He placed the both of them on a very old but sturdy coat rack just off to the other side of the door before he walked ahead and entered the doorway to the left hand side of the foyer.

Abigail took a second for a deep breath before she walked down the foyer. She noticed rows of movie posters lining the walls, each one custom framed and set up so perfectly that it felt like she walked into a movie theater. She paused by the doorway Daniel passed through to see him in the kitchen making some coffee. His sleeves were unbuttoned and rolled up his forearms as he stood over the sink cleaning the coffee pot. He looked so focused, his brow slightly furrowed. She couldn't help but stop and take in the image of him for a moment. She noticed the pronounced shape of his jaw accentuated by his neatly trimmed beard; his hair still done up in a ponytail. She noticed little flecks of gray peeking out along his deeply brunette hair that she hadn't seen when they were at the bar. He had a very handsome face and the look of concentration he had only made him look more attractive. She wanted to see more of it. Her gaze slowly drifted from Daniel's face as she took in a better view of the rest of him. He was tall, anyone with eyes would have gathered that much. He was stocky too. Broad shoulders and a big, mostly muscular chest made his shirt strain without much effort as he continued to putter about the kitchen. He took a moment to glance over to Abigail as if he could feel her staring and his face softened as he flashed her another smile before continuing in silence.

Abigail continued to admire Daniel and only got more turned on as she analyzed every area of his body. For a man who was putting on just a bit of a belly, every other part of his upper and lower body looked like it was made almost entirely of muscle. He could've been a butcher or a dock worker if this was 60 years ago, but it wasn't. He was just an account for a well off corporation downtown. God he looks so strong, yet so cuddly, she thought as she held herself tightly and leaned against the door frame. Her nerves were getting a little more intense before the pleasant aroma of coffee brewing eased her mind just a tad. She allowed herself another deep breath and closed her eyes, not noticing that Daniel had turned away from the machine and was walking over to her. She felt his fingers under her chin again and opened her eyes to see him looking at her with the same warm gaze he had on all night. "Whatcha thinking about?" He inquired. Abigail didn't answer at first, instead using the chance to wrap her arms around his neck and reach in for a deep, passionate kiss. Her heart was aflutter as the torrent of nerves and lust from their last kiss was unleashed again. Daniel returned her kiss in kind and wrapped his arms around her. His right hand came up behind her right shoulder as his left arm pulled her in closer through the curve of her back. Almost on instinct, he led Abigail to the counter next to the coffee pot, their lips never parting once.

He turned her around, breaking the kiss as he dug his face into her neck. He kissed it slowly, taking his time to hear her gasp and moan as he placed his right arm on the counter. He moved his left hand through her hair, grabbing a handful of it as softly as he could. Abigail let out a sharp gasp, her fingers digging into his back in, what Daniel thought, was an almost desperate attempt to try to tear his shirt off. Daniel stopped kissing Abigail's neck for a brief moment to look her in the eyes again. The both of them were breathing so hard, their skin beginning to perspire as the heat between them became more unbearable. Daniel gently grasped Abigail's wrists and lifted them up to the top button of his shirt. As if it was just expected, Abigail slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. Her arousal increased exponentially the more she revealed of his glistening, lightly hairy chest. She peppered his chest and stomach with soft kisses with each button she undid. Daniel's heart raced as he felt each one. His penis throbbed as it became more erect, as if it would spring out from his slacks with great force. But it was well contained within them. With the final button unbuttoned, Abigail noticed the large bulge in his pants, shocked and aroused to see how pronounced it was, and stood up from the crouching position she had ended up in. Daniel took his chance to unzip Abigail's dress. She shrugged the straps off her shoulders and led them down her arms one at a time. The dress fell into a pile of black velvet at her ankles. A wave of embarrassment washed over her as she stepped out of the inky blackness covering her feet. She realized Daniel could now see all of her. The lacey, deep red lingerie she debated even wearing that made her breasts more pronounced, her curves and slightly chubby stomach that came naturally to her rubenesque physique, all the stretch marks she spent years hating herself for having.

But Daniel didn't care about any of that. In fact, he'd never felt more attracted to anyone in his life. Like Abigail, most of his partners would be considered to be more on the "average" or "fit" scale and it just wasn't his cup of tea these days. He took a moment to gaze at every inch of the pale white skin of the goddess in front of him. Her skin looked like it was glowing even brighter with the matching shades of lipstick and lingerie she had chosen. He understood very well in that moment why women like her were worshiped and admired centuries ago and he wanted to treat her with that same reverence tonight.

Daniel took a step closer to Abigail and hold her close to him again, the touch of her skin against his made both of them burn harder than before. He kissed her again and again as his fingers worked their deft, long practiced magic at unclasping her bra. Abigail loosened her embrace on Daniel and slid the bra off, dropping it on top of the dress just off to the side. A red mountain of lace in the middle of a murky black velvet sea. Daniel began kissing down her face and neck again, now moving past them to her shoulders and her breasts. He cupped one in his hand and traced Abigail's nipple with his thumb as he kissed the other breast. He kissed the other nipple and a gasping moan escaped her lips again. He found the sounds of her pleasure angelic and wanted to hear more. Pinching the nipple he was tracing with his left hand, Daniel took the other into his mouth and began to suck on it. A second moan, more shocked and louder than the first, came from the beautiful woman in his kitchen as she spoke his name.

"Daniel! F-fuck." She stuttered between breaths. He wanted to hear her say his name again. He craved it. Daniel gently grazed the nipple in his mouth with his teeth as Abigail began to squirm under him. He felt something soft and smooth rub against his left leg, which he had placed between her thighs. It felt slightly wet too. Daniel released his hold on her nipples as he began to descend towards the floor. As he began kissing down her stomach he looked up to see Abigail blushing nearly the same shade of red as the color of her lips. The color that left marks down his chest just a moment earlier. He knelt to the floor on both knees and stayed for a second, his breathing as hard as hers was, before lifting her leg and placing it on his shoulder. He began to kiss and nibble his way up her thigh slowly before he made his way to her altar of pleasure. Abigail was so embarrassed at this point that she could hardly look at her partner for the night as he continued inch by inch, but the pace of her breathing the arousal in her loins matched his. Daniel took care to move the fabric concealing her lower area with his right hand thumb. He stared at the lovely area for a second. The hair was neatly trimmed and as jet black as the hair on her head. A slight scent of sweat and the detergent used on her underwear wafted into Daniel's nose as he moved closer. He could see the opening of her pale pink pussy, the slightest glimpse of her clit called out to his tongue. He obeyed with what some might call a "religious fervor" as he took one lash at her clit with his tongue. A wave of pleasure enraptured Abigail as Daniel continued to taste his lover with an increased intensity. He moved his arm forward slightly and grabbed onto her butt, stabilizing himself as he continued to feel Abigail squirm above him. She grabbed onto his hair and moaned his name again between bursts of "fucks" and "shits".

As the minutes passed, Abigail could hardly speak between her moans and gasps. Her squirming became more intense once Daniel snuck a finger into her. It moved in slow thrusts and rubbed against her g-spot. Each motion the finger made caused more of Abigail's love juices to come out. It tasted lightly of salt and something else that Daniel couldn't put his thoughts to. All he knew was that he wanted more. A second finger made it's way in. His pace quickened. Abigail began to convulse more strongly as she tightened her grip on his hair. Her pleasure was reaching a fever pitch. It couldn't be contained any longer. "I-I", she began to stammer out. Daniel stopped licking and sucking at her clit, but his fingers kept moving in their same rhythmic motion as he looked up at her. "Are you gonna cum for me, baby?" He asked, a hint of excitement in his voice. "Mhm" was all Abigail could get out as she shoved his face back into her crotch. He went back to lashing at her clit until finally: release. Daniel felt the walls of her vagina spasm around his fingers as one final, powerful wave of pleasure made its way up Abigail's body. With a shudder and a final deep breath, Abigail let out a loud, shuddering moan that wracked her entire upper body.

As Abigail's orgasm subsided, Daniel slowly removed his fingers and began to stand. He wanted to tease her one more time and brushed past her clit with those same fingers before bringing them to his mouth. He sucked on them to get one more taste of his lover before reaching for a washcloth that hung above the sink. Setting it down, he looked at her and gave her a kiss. She could taste herself on his lips and the thought intoxicated her. "How about we continue this in the bedroom?" Daniel said in a low murmur. Abigail couldn't yet speak but responded with a couple nods as she took his hand. He led her out of the kitchen and down the rest of the foyer before turning right down a second hallway. They reached a door at the far end and Daniel turned the knob. He let go of Abigail's hand as he moved to the right side of the room. He flicked a switch and the bedroom was filled with a small, orange light from the lamp. It stood on a bedside table next to a very large king-sized bed. On the left was a fairly large dresser and an equally big television but that meant nothing to Abigail at this present moment. Daniel turned around and raised his arms so she could walk into them,embracing once more. A mischievous little thought wormed its way into Abigail's brain as she smiled and pushed Daniel onto the bed. A giggle came from both of them as she made her way towards him. Daniel moved back a little as she came closer until they were both in the center of the bed. She straddled her lover and looked down at him as some words finally escaped her lips. "It's your turn, now." she said as she moved down a little and began to undo the belt around Daniel's waist. She could see the bulge of his erect member continue to throb the closer it got to freedom. With a quick one-two, Abigail undid the button of his slacks and unzipped them. She slowly pulled down his slacks and his underwear just enough for his penis to finally escape. It stood at attention, rigid and bigger than she imagined as it stared her in the face. A deep red blush rushed to her face as the realization of what she was doing crept into her mind. It had been a long time since she had seen a cock, let alone one this big. She swallowed hard and stared at it for a brief moment before sticking her tongue out and moving her head closer to Daniel's shaft.

A gasp of sudden pleasure escaped Daniel's mouth as Abigail began to trail her tongue along the length of his penis. She moved slowly at first, taking her time to move from base to head and back down again. With each pass she took a moment to circle Daniel's tip and only taking the head of his rigid penis in her mouth before taking it back out again and moving down his shaft again. One side, and then the other. She could feel Daniel squirm under her touch with each pass. More moans passed from his mouth. Abigail could feel his hand cup the side of her face as she looked up and made eye contact with Daniel. He was propped up on an elbow and the look on his face gave her a sudden rush of arousal. He wanted her to take it all in. She could feel his cock twitch at a steady pace the longer they locked eyes. Without saying a word, Abigail stroked Daniel's penis for a moment before slowly taking it into her mouth. She could feel it hit the back of her throat as Daniel let out a long, deep moan. She saw that the elbow Daniel had propped himself up on was beginning to shake, as if all his strength was leaving him the more Abigail moved her head up and down. She loved the sight of seeing this huge man, with his broad chest and firm hands, struggling to keep his composure as he fell more and more under her control.She stopped sucking his cock for just a moment as she raised her head to meet his gaze again.

"You seem to be enjoying this, aren't you?" Abigail asked with a little giggle. She was still stroking his shaft, now wet with her spit.

"Y-yes. Yes, I am." Daniel struggled to answer.

"You want to put this cock deep inside me, don't you?"

"Yes!" Daniel gasped, clearly excited.

"You want to fuck me until I'm full of your cum, don't you? Filling me and filling me until you have nothing left to fill me with?" Abigail was teasing him now, hoping he would take this opportunity to take control again and use her like a piece of meat.

Daniel took the opportunity to move from the position he was locked in and grabbed Abigail's shoulders. He moved her closer to the headboard and placed her underneath him. A blushed raced to her cheeks again as she struggled to keep eye contact with him. She could feel his breath, hot and tense, against her face as they paused for a moment. She glanced down to see his cock almost kissing the entrance to her pussy. How badly she wanted him to just plunge that throbbing scepter into her and never remove it. She locked her hands around the back of Daniel's neck and craned her head up slightly to whisper three words into his ear: "fuck me, baby."

With a short grunt, Daniel slowly entered into Abigail. She could feel his whole girth spreading her open and reaching deeper inside until she could feel the base rubbing against her skin. A long, shuddering moan shot from her mouth as she waited in eager anticipation for Daniel to start thrusting. He started off slowly, gently, feeling the warmth of his partner envelop his cock. She felt so soft under him. Each thrust let out another moan from her mouth in between kisses on his neck and face. He felt her hands move from his neck as her arms crossed under his. Her nails dug into his shoulder blades ever so slightly. His muscles tensed as he took the small twinge of pain. The pace of his thrusts began to quicken as he began to kiss her face in kind, starting from her neck and circling around until her face until his lips touched hers.

Their breathing synched in time as Abigail locked eyes with her lover once more. She saw his brow was furrowed again. That same angry-looking furrow that said he was deep in concentration. It turned her on so much seeing him focus as hard as he was. She wrapped her legs around his back, just above his buttocks, to pull him in closer. She could feel more of his weight pressing against her as he began to understand what she wanted. She squeezed her legs in tighter and felt the pressure between her thighs build as Daniel began thrusting harder. He wrapped his arms under hers and held her tight. His penis began to tense up as he reached closer to climax. Something inside Abigail could feel it too, that tenseness, that sensation welling up again as her own climax was approaching.

They both started to exclaim the other's name and fell silent, save for their moans. A little giggle came between the both of them.

"I think I'm getting close." Daniel whispered.

"I think I am too." Abigail whispered back. "I want you to cum for me, baby. Inside."

"You're sure?" Daniel asked, eyes wide.

Abigail responded with a nod. "I wasn't lying when I said I wanted you to fill me up." She said with a smile.

Daniel paused for a moment before thrusting again with a renewed vigor. His and Abigail's moans grew louder in a duet of ecstacy and sudden release as they achieved orgasm together. She could feel the semen shooting into her with each thrust until Daniel's pace slowed down and came to a complete stop. It took until the end to realize just how drenched in sweat the two of them were. But the two of them didn't care. A smile came between both of them and a little laugh was had as Daniel turned over to lay by Abigail's side. She turned into his side and draped an arm over his chest, one leg laid on top of his and the other arm nestled under his neck. She reached up to kiss his cheek and nestled her face into his neck.