Love Long Delayed

Pushing Stefan -- after hesitating for a minute or so - gently away, Linda slid off the bed. Turned away from him, she straightened out her skirt and hurriedly buttoned up her blouse. Then, after bending down for the towel, Linda took one step towards the door. But then she stopped.

Looking down on Stefan with momentarily haunted eyes, she said, "I must go. We cannot risk it tonight." Then she grinned, "Even if I go crazy waiting for it until Stuttgart! Now, I need a cold shower!"

With this, Linda turned off the light and quietly closed the door behind her.

*****

For Stefan, now alone in his bed, sleep would not come. The past twelve hours, always in Linda's presence, had left him in body and mind more and more aroused. All his senses centered now on Linda, on the sexy sound of her voice, her smell, the taste of her left in his mouth, and the feel of her thighs and breasts and pussy in every nerve in his fingers and palms. And Stefan's cock had remained painfully alive. He was sorely tempted to masturbate.

It was strange. Stefan resisted the urge to jerk off, not wanting to end what had captured him. The Linda of today was no longer the Linda of his past, wishful thinking. She had become sensual flesh and blood, a woman that was going to share with him all he desired because her sexual longings for him were as total as his were for her. She had become a reality so much more desirable than the then, perhaps, seducible Linda in the wettest of his dreams.

Eventually, Stefan dozed off with his mind and recalcitrant cock far from being at rest. And indeed, in his trance-like state, Stefan imagined the warmth of a female body nestling against him. It seemed so real that he woke up.

The soft feel of flannel and Linda's breasts under it had been no dream. Neither was her whispering in his ear an illusion, "How could you fall asleep, Stefan? I could not! I just had to sneak back to seduce you anew."

Stefan raised himself on his elbow, and the cover slipped off the bed. In the semi-darkness, with only the glow of the street's lights falling through the window, he looked at Linda lying there in a long, flannel nighty. Crossing her hands playfully bashful over her well-covered pubes and swallowing her laughter, she said, "You see, I'm all protected in my chastity-nighty. And I'll stay that way until -- ".

Stefan was sure he could swiftly change Linda's mind. He bent over Linda for a possession-taking kiss and grab for her pussy. Not only were Linda's lips stubbornly closed, but her face and groin jerked away from him in a pretend show of shock. Then, suppressing her laughter, Linda whispered, "Gently. We decent girls need to be slowly and gently kissed to make us shed our nighties. Should I show you how, Stefan?"

Linda lovingly cradled his head, and then her shyly exploring lips passed over Stefan's, once, twice before settling down for the gentlest of a kiss. And then, the tip of Linda's tongue began to trace the contours of his lips. Then, as if getting braver, Linda's lips opened, and with her hot, excited breath, her tongue dared a first, shyly flickering past Stefan's opening lips. And Linda's excitable titties were now, regrettably, only rubbing against the softness of the flannel cloth and not his skin.

In Stefan's impatience, his tongue was too violent in meeting Linda's. She withdrew with a disapproving groan, only to begin anew by luring Stefan's tongue into an, at first, slow, sinuous dance. But then, eventually, she allowed her desire to burst her control.

As their tongues entwined into an all-admitting lustful merge, Stefan dared to reach for the seam of Linda's nighty.

But she twisted away. Getting on her knees, she tore her nighty over her head and tossed it aside. Liberated and glorious naked, Linda threw herself over Stefan for a long, now promising-all kiss while her hand took possession of his cock. Then her lips shifted to his neck to whisper, her voice hoarse with excitement:

"Now I'm kissed naked for our first night! And it's only the beginning, isn't it, Stefan? I want your kisses, your hands touching me up, and then your hard, lovely cock! Do we have to wait? You want me as much as I want you; I know it, Stefan! God, I just can't wait until Stuttgart!"

As he kissed Linda's hot words from her lips, his hand closed over one of her touch-hungry tits. Their sensual perfection exceeded all of Stefan's previous dreams. And as he pinched and rolled her sexy nipples into a pointy peak, Linda moaned her lust into his mouth.

Eventually, Stefan's other hand moved slowly down Linda's midriff and trembling stomach. As soon as his fingers parted her bush, Linda spread her thighs and cried out, "Yes, Stefan! God, touch me! I've wanted you to touch my pussy all day!"

But now, there would be more for Stefan than a sneaky fingering! He wanted to arouse her neglected pussy into the same sexy state as her tiny tits had become under his hands and lips. As he drew two fingers the first time over her pussy's fleshy, quivering mound, Linda's lips, so close to his, opened for a silent scream. And Stefan drank in Linda's hot sexy breath!

In between his stroking over the hot and spreading lips of Linda's pussy that followed, Stefan deliberately paused. In these seconds, Linda's gasps and shivering, and how her tongue and teeth threatened to devour him, told of her lust and hunger for the fucking she knew would follow.

When Stefan's finger began to circle over the opening of Linda's cunt, her pelvis countered and sucked it into its slippery heat. Linda moaned a "Yes, Stefan! Yes!" as his finger twisted and turned in the pulsating tightness of her cunt. But then, a second finger joined in sliding in and out, spreading, feeling, and taking total possession of Linda's now lust-engorged cunt. Then, with a barely swallowed scream, Linda's body convulsed in the onslaught of an unstoppable orgasm throughout which her cunt heaved and twisted against Stefan's, now three, ravishing fingers.

Eventually, as Linda clung to him, her mouth released Stefan's shoulder, and her fingernails no longer dug into his back. Stefan knew he had been marked! With a sigh, Linda rested her head on his chest. Then, her voice low and shaky, she murmured, "Forgive me for coming so quickly. With you touching me like this, Stefan, I could not stop."

Stefan was unsure how serious Linda meant her apology. His guessing about her sexual naivety twenty years ago, aside, Stefan knew nothing about Linda's sexual past. Given Rudolf's apparent sexual disinterest in her, Linda could have had -- attractive and sexually alive as she was -- many lovers.

Somehow - was it Stefan's vanity - he doubted it?

Anyway, he decided to respond in a light-hearted manner to her orgasm apology. Putting his hand lovingly over Linda's soaking wet pussy, he jokingly asked, "Didn't you want a lovely little orgasm in our foreplay? Just as an appetizer for what is to follow?"

Wishing to challenge her, he continued, "Or are you one of those women who, after a little climax with a man, pack up and run, ashamed that they have so weakened? I don't think this is you, Linda. So, how is your appetite after the little foretaste? Like me, you should now be hungry for what is to come!"

In the semi-darkness, Stefan could not read the expression on Linda's face. But her suppressed laughter and the way her hand grasped his overheating cock gave him the answer he wanted. Not shyly holding back either, Linda admitted, "I was -- like you - hungering all day!" Then bursting into a giggle, she whispered, "Do you think I came back for just a little snack like before?"

After Linda's brave confession, they lay still in each other's arms for long seconds. They waited for who would make the next move. Suddenly Linda, still holding Stefan's cock, swung over her leg to straddle him.

At a later stage and in brighter light, the prospect of Linda mounted and riding had for Stefan tremendous appeal. But now, almost in darkness and for their first fully joining, he wanted an intimately closer, feeling every shiver in her body kind of fucking.

He caught, therefore, Linda's leg in the bend of her knee and gently pushed it up, almost to her breast. Linda, momentarily, had to release his cock. As Stefan shifted his groin into Linda's now spread open one, his rampant rod began to kiss searchingly her pussy.

He allowed it no more and instead drew Linda's face close for a kiss, gently, lovingly at first. But then the wrestle of their tongues got lively as Stefan's hand stroked and molded Linda's sweet breasts into turmoil.

Eventually, his hand slid down over Linda's straining body to close over one of her sinuously twitching buttocks to almost -- only nearly -- push her pussy onto his entry demanding cock. It would have been, he was sure, a welcome homecoming. But Stefan still held back.

With their lips almost touching and their laboring breaths mingling, he whispered his wish:

"Take my cock like before. Teach it how your pussy likes to be awoken, spoiled, and treated. Make the blunt fool caress and kiss your pussy till it's slippery hot, wanting more than just a quick fuck! Show me what your sexy pussy wants! I promise I will always remember!"

Linda's heaving breath and the way she grabbed Stefan's cock to begin the suggested play showed more than mere consent. While her left hand encircled his member to make its engorged head tease and play and urge over her stretched forward and twisting sex, her right hand pulled him into a kiss. And her tongue sensuously repeated what she made his cock do to her pussy.

Over the following minutes, Linda's telling-all kisses were interspersed by her fighting-for-breath whispering, "God, I love it! - Your cock touching me! Yes! Yes! There! - God, I love getting kissed like that! Yes! Oh, like that!"

And it was all her. What Linda did with Stefan's cock in her hand was lasciviously inspired. She caressingly stroked its precum-leaking head up and down the wet-hot gap of her sex, only to come to a long, lust-moaning, circling, and rubbing over her clit. And then, after -- was it minutes -- many more tantalizing up and down caresses, Lindas shaking hand pushed the cock a centimeter or so into her cunt's palpitating opening. Linda's groin arched up as she swallowed a cry. But seemingly compelled to continue with her titillations, her hand, painfully strangulating Stefan's cock, forced it to withdraw to again titillate her hot-salivating gash.

His overheating cock and the trembling in Linda's thighs and thrusting groin warned Stefan how close they were to being swept into a much too soon climax. Being of one mind, when he spread and lifted Linda's legs, her hand quick as a flash shifted his cock to the opening. And Stefan, beyond his limit of restraint, rammed his rod into the depth of her cunt.

Linda's mouth opened for a scream as his fingers dug into the twitching flesh of her ass. With his cock in the ultimate embrace, Linda's gasping, followed by her breathy whispering, urged him on, "Yes, Stefan! God, yes! - I want you! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! "

However, Stefan was too close to the edge. Two or three deep entering thrusts would have sucked him into the torrent of an irresistible climax. Fully immersed as his cock was, the throbbing and gripping of Linda's hot and fully aroused cunt already threatened the same. So, Stefan almost withdrew. Gathering control, he began a shallow, gliding in and out, an almost shy and hesitant first fuck!

Linda misunderstood. She thought Stefan meant to tease. Being beyond teasing, Linda was driven wild with pent-up lust and frustration. She pulled Stefan into a clinch, with her long legs locking over his hips. And then, with a sudden forward thrust of her groin, Linda made his barely kissing her cock spear deep into her cunt. As she rubbed her shivering and twisting body against him, Linda gasped, "Stefan! Stefan! - God, I'm coming! - Can't stop! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! -- God, I want you - so much!"

And Stefan, after Linda's third or so possession-taking thrust of her cunt, could no longer hold back the onslaught of his climax. So, finally, Linda and he, in a beyond-control frenzy, fucked each other into a wild joint coming. Clawing at each other, they just managed to stifle their screams as they whirled in the swirl of their orgasms.

Finally, they clung together like ship-wrecked survivors washed ashore. When Linda broke their embrace, it was to kiss Stefan in a way she had not kissed before. Then, cradling his head, she murmured in a voice charged with emotion:

"I know what we do is forbidden, but this day with you was a miracle. And now our lovemaking! I have always wished that sex would be beautiful and carry me away. But it has never been like that, until today! Now, I want us to make love again, all night. Were we meant for each other? You told me, Stefan, how much you wanted me twenty years ago! It makes what happened today incredibly special. But why, God why, did I have to wait so long to feel like now?"

Linda's breathtaking honesty in questioning herself and then accepting with joy the gift they had found in each other surprised Stefan. He had not expected such a response after confessing to Linda his past infatuation across the table at lunch.

And now, Stefan was momentarily lost for the right words to express how deeply he felt. Stefan could only stammer that he loved her and that he was the most fortunate man because she, the woman he had desired for so long, returned his feelings.

It was an inadequate reply. To cancel it and make Linda forget, Stefan began to kiss her, moving from Linda's forgiving lips to her neck, and then over breasts and stomach down to her heaving up pubes.

But this last temptation, Linda was strong enough to resist. She grabbed his hair and pulled him up, murmuring a regretful, "No, Stefan! Not that! I better go."

Stefan was still encouraged enough to whisper, "Linda, your sexy pussy smells so invitingly of wanting more of our beautiful sex! But, if you must, you better run!"

Linda guffawed as she swung her legs out of bed and stood up. Looking down on Stefan, she raised her arms and stretched. Turning slowly to her left and then right, she displayed in pride the seductive lines of her tall, lithe body in the half-light falling through the window.

Then Linda bent for her nighty and slipped into it. Fully covered, she stepped up to the bed. Reaching for Stefan's head, Linda pressed his face on the flannel, first against her breasts and then against the pubes.

Then she giggled, "Can you still smell me? Next to Rudolf, my nighty will have to hide a very stirred-up body tonight!"

Then she left, and the door clicked softly shut.