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THEM | Part 1 |
She looked into his eyes and was lost. Nothing else existed; her surroundings and the people | milling around, all disappeared. All she could see was this man in front of her. Instant heat washed over her. Nipples swelling rapidly against her thin lace bra. Breathing became short gasps. A flush covered her whole body, her fingertips and toes were tingling, palms sweaty. She could even feel a mustache of moisture beading on her upper lip. The wetness spreading between her thighs. He stood there, tall and magnificent, with the most beatific smile on his face, like the sun greeting the day, and eyes that sparkled and twinkled like stardust. Standing there, with arms outstretched, waiting patiently. Like a sleepwalker, but with eyes open, she slowly moved toward him, when in reality she wanted to run into those arms, to be held and never let go. Now was the time, with this man. The man she had chosen, the man whom let himself be chosen by her. A vision, her ghost lover, her AOL man, her big daddy, everything she had every written about, the man the words were written for, were finally coming together, coming true. Finally, reaching him, walking into those arms, she was immediately pulled toward him in a tight embrace. She was melting. She could feel his smile in her hair where his lips lay and then felt his breath caressing her ear as he said, ?Hello?. His voice, seductive and strong, made her involuntarily shake all over, he felt it and held her tighter in the circle of his arms. He pulled away just enough to place his mouth softly, gently on hers and she melted even more, feeling the moisture gathering between her legs and soaking her panties. She couldn?t distinguish if the roar in her ears was from the planes taking off over the airport terminal or from the pounding of her heart against her lungs. After retrieving his bag from the baggage claim area, they walked hand in hand toward the parking structure where her car was parked. Appearing like a normal couple they strode out into the cool, crisp air of autumn, no one ever suspected the undercurrents of need and desire in them both. Reaching the parking garage and being the gentleman that he is, he opened the door for her to step in first. Once inside they stood facing the elevator, he pushed the up button, the doors opened, and they stepped in. She pressed the 7th level button and stood back. He walked up to the number panel and pulled the red button, the elevator gave a mild jerk and stopped. He turned to face her and as she looked into his eyes, she could see naked desire reflected in them. It was then that her restraint broke. Letting out a loud moan, she grabbed the lapels of his coat pulling him towards her, for a kiss, plunging her tongue into his mouth, devouring the interior, whimpers escaping from the back of her throat. She left no doubt that there would be no waiting. Her fingers got busy unbuttoning his coat, his shirt, unbuckling his belt, unfastening and unzipping his pants, letting them fall, along with his underwear, around his ankles. Holding his harden shaft in her hand, she tried to slowly move it up and down, but she was in a frenzy and it didn?t last. Squeezing tightly, moving her hand hard up and down his shaft, she pressed kisses over his chest, stopping long enough to suck and lick each nipple, nipping each one with her teeth. Hearing his labored breathing and seeing the rapid rise and fall of his chest just spurred her on more. Knowing he wouldn?t be able to last much longer, he opened her coat, grabbed her ass, a cheek in each hand, squeezing hard, his fingers digging into the cloth of her clothes. Moving his head down to her silk blouse, he opened his mouth and let it cover her nipple, through the blouse, through the bra, he felt it began to rise . He sucked and nuzzled with his teeth, each one, until he heard the urgent but quiet ?please?. His hands pulled her skirt up around her waist, her legs parted, and moving the crotch of her panties to one side, he shoved two fingers in, hard, she gasped, his fingers covered with her slickness, getting them even wetter the deeper he went, in and out, fast, faster, his thumb pressing and circling her already hard clit.. Grabbing her around the waist with his other hand, he lifted her and taking his fingers out of the thick essence of her and replacing them with his engorged shaft. They both went wild, she, riding him hard, up and down, arms clutching his neck, crying out, ?Yes, yes, oh baby, yes.?. Guttural noises coming from him as the friction and the intensity increased, both sweating now, her ass bouncing up and down around his shaft, as their breathing became erratic, muscles flexed, nostrils flared, hearts thumping loudly, pulse rates vastly accelerated and then the uncontrollable spiraling, the gasps, the shouts, the screams......the release. The aftermath had them frozen in position until their breathing returned and some of the throbbing from their bodies had subsided. He slowly let her slide down the front of his body until her feet touched the ground, weak in the knees she collapsed against him.
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THEM | Part 2 |
With equilibrium restored, but feeling weak and drained, they half-heartedly rearranged their | clothing, just enough to be presentable to the outside world. There was a quiet calm about them now, almost peaceful, although desire still glowed in both their eyes. What they couldn?t hide were the flushed looks, the swollen lips, or the glazed eyes. They could still feel electric undercurrents coursing through their bodies, like lightening. He turned to release the red stop button on the control panel, when he felt her hand on his wrist. He turned toward her, watched as she licked her lips, and he could feel the swelling, in his pants, start all over again. She walked up to him, close, arms down by her side, lips raised, eyes closed, head back, waiting. Placing one of his arms around her and pulling her up against his body, hard and tight, he bent his head toward her mouth, and with his tongue he outlined her lips, then with the edge of his teeth he pulled on her bottom lip, the swelling in his pants, hardening, as a moan escaped from them both. All teasing gone now, he covered her mouth with his, devouring the taste of her, gently sucking. Probing with his tongue, the crease between her lips, that were now opening to let him in. He plunged deep and hard into her warm, moist mouth. She could feel her body going limp, as his kiss deepened, every thought in her head spiraling into nothingness. Her body again, starting to react to his kiss. She moaned in protest when she felt his arm loosening and dropping from her waist, his lips, his tongue, moving away from hers. When she opened her eyes, she saw that he had already turned around and had released the red stop button on the control panel. As the elevator moved upward, the soft whirl and grind of the cables and gears could be faintly heard in the background, when she heard him chuckle. He turned back to look at her, eyes smiling. She smiled back, and whispered, ?Tease?. He laughed out loud at that. Both exited the elevator with smiles on their faces, automatically clasping each other?s hands. They headed toward her car, passing other paralleled parked cars as they got closer to hers. The jingle of her keys indicated to him they had reached her car, she let go of his hand, as she pressed a button on the small transmitter attached to her keys, that released the door locks. A black Chrysler Sebring, with golden accents and a sunroof, gleamed even in the darkened parking garage. They settled into their seats, he, adjusting his seat using one of the power buttons on the side of the seat and she, turning the radio on and inserting a cd, then reaching up to press the power button that would slide the sunroof opened. She started the ignition and began backing out of the parking space, as the sexy lyrics and music of Gary Taylor?s ?Restless? wafted through the car and out the sunroof. ?Come lay down beside me baby, Touch me where you wanna touch me, This midnight heat is overwhelming and its hot up under the sheets.? She, sang along, as the car whizzed down each level to the left, then the right, until they reached ground level. ?Come on and rub me down honey, take my mind to another place, I can?t contain these thoughts inside me, When lust is getting in the way. Baby, I?m restless, I?m restless, its about you and what you do to my mind, I?m restless, I?m restless, can?t get around whats going on inside.? Her head and upper body moving seductively to the hard beat of the music, as the song continued, ?Lets get down ,to the down, of business, how do you wanna spell relief, I?m talking about sex, I can?t control my body?s madness, ?Cause the heat from love makes me weak. Lets push this to the wall of passion. Do with me what you wanna do, come on come on, I seek to serve no limitations baby, I ?ll do whatever pleases you.? His eyes focused on the muscles twitching in her right thigh, as it shook to the music, her foot positioned and pressed to the gas pedal. She looked over and smiled at him, he smiled back. Turning her attention back to driving, her movements sure and unhurried as she maneuvered the car in and out of the traffic lanes, the last of the song fading out. She ejected that cd, and immediately touched upon another, as if, sight unseen she knew the one she wanted, and she did. The mellow sounds of the saxophone of Boney James?s ?Seduction? wrapped around them as the car seem to respond to the music also, keeping time to the beat as it continued its path down the highway, feeling the touch every now and then of the crisp autumn air from the opened sunroof. No longer able to resist, he moved his left hand over to her right thigh, and pushing the rumpled silk skirt even higher up with the back of his hand, he slid his hand over and under her thigh and left it there. The heat radiated from her skin, through her thigh hi silk stockings, to the palm of his hand, a shock of pleasure jolting both of them. He felt it when her muscles tensed at the first touch of his hand, then felt them relax. Her right hand dropped on top of his hand, lying there on her thigh, and she slowly and gently rubbed her hand back and forth over the back of it. Feeling content at the moment, he leaned back, eyes closed, and let his mind drift to the things he wanted to do to her tonight. But what kept the smile on his face was thinking about what she would do to him, and the swelling in his pants, hardened even more.
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THEM | Part 3 |
He must have dozed, because when he opened his eyes, she was turning into a side driveway | of a brick home. She turned the ignition off, looked over at him and said, ?We?re here?. They got out of the car, he retrieved his overnight bag from the back seat, and followed her up the steps of the porch to the front door. She inserted her key to unlock the door, and pushed it open. She stepped in and turned towards him, beckoning him to enter and as he passed her in the foyer she said, ?Welcome to my home?. As David stepped into the foyer, he noticed her love for butterflies, the floor of the foyer was inlaid marble and in the very center was a huge bright butterfly of varying shades of blue, red, yellow, and green, trimmed in black. It was beautiful. It seemed to glow under the soft lighting from the small overhead chandelier. Setting his bag down, he walked up two steps and found himself in the living room, plush beige carpeting cushioned the sound of his footsteps as he stood in the middle of the room. ?Take off your coat ?, Ayanna told David, slipping out of her coat as she spoke. He removed his coat and as he waited for her to complete the small task of hanging them up, he surveyed his surroundings. To his left in the center of the wall was an unlit fireplace, although logs were stacked and ready to be lit. In front of the fireplace was a loveseat, it had a cream colored background with varying sizes of multicolored butterflies all over it. In the center of the room was a large glass rectangular shaped coffee table and flanking either side of it were identical Italian leather sofas in an emerald green color. The matching glass end tables each held vases with yellow chrysanthemums in them and matching lamps of black and gold.. The custom drapes, closed over the picture window, were identical to the fabric covering the loveseat. To his left held a wall of photographs, in various sized frames of wood, pewter, silver and gold. The room was uncluttered and cozy, he liked it very much. ?Very nice?, David stated as he looked over at Ayanna, who was waiting patiently for his comment. ?I?m glad you like it?, smiling as she replied. ?Come on and let me show you where you can freshen up, dinner will be ready in about an hour.? Taking him by the hand, Ayanna led him down the hall, only to let his hand go, to return to the foyer to retrieve his bag. David took the bag from her and continuing down the hall he caught glimpses of a glass, black, gold and maroon dining room. The table was set for two at opposite ends of the table. Black and white framed photographs taken by Ansel Adams lined the hallway walls. After reaching their destination, a small bathroom, decorated in black and gold, David set his bag down and turned towards Ayanna. Pulling her loosely in his arms, and placing a kiss on her nose, his hands started to pull her silk blouse from her skirt in back. ?What are you doing??, Ayanna asked him. ?Taking your clothes off?, David replied, as he unbuttoned the already unzipped skirt and let it fall to the carpeted floor. Moving to the front of her blouse, he grinned, when he noticed that only one button managed to get rebuttoned in the elevator, and that one was in the wrong hole of the blouse. He unbuttoned it and took his hands and pushed the blouse off her shoulders until it was sliding down her arms, to the floor. Ayanna couldn?t resist the temptation of placing her hands inside his already opened shirt to rest them on his chest. She could feel his firm nipples pressing into her palms. She let her hands span out over his chest, loving the feel of him, watching the muscles in his chest flex with every movement of her hands. She pushed the shirt off his shoulders and leaned in and placed a kiss in the center of his chest. Ayanna heard the sharp intake of breath and secretly smiled to know that she had that kind of effect on him. She stepped out of her shoes and the skirt, that pooled around her feet. Standing now in only a pair of green silk bikini panties, her breasts, now braless. ?I want you in the shower with me?, David said, his voice husky and low. Ayanna didn?t answer him, but continued to undress him. His belt, never rebuckled, was loose, and only one button kept his pants up, since the zipper was never rezipped in the elevator. She let her hand slide down the front of him, touching his silk boxers until she felt his semi-hardness under her hand, slowly rubbing her palm up and down on it. With her other hand she released the button of his pants from its hole and the pants drop. As Ayanna continued to rub his shaft feeling it getting harder, David took his left hand and slid it between her thighs to her panty clad crotch, rubbing her through the thin silk and feeling the wetness. They both stopped, as if on cue, to remove the last barriers from their bodies. After their underwear landed on top of their other clothing on the floor, David lifted Ayanna and sat her on the front edge of the sink?s counter, his hands moving from her sides to hold her in the middle of her back to give her support. ?Spread your legs for me, baby? his husky voice sounding foreign even to his own ears. Ayanna complied, feeling the cold Formica under her ass. David got down on his knees, then, removing his right hand from her back, he took both his middle and index fingers, slid them slowly inside her wetness, pass the knuckles to the base and stopped as he felt her inner muscles tightening around them. His thumb started to slowly caress her clit back and forth. He looked up at her and her eyes were closed, head tilted back slightly, hair hanging loosely down her back, her mouth, barely open, was inhaling and exhaling rapidly. Damn, she?s sexy when she gets hot, David thought, his fingers moving in and out of her slowly, but deeply. He could feel small tremors begin deep within her, her thighs trembling, as he plunged harder and faster, a flush covering her naked body, giving it a sleek glow, the sweat along her hairline evident now, as her passion escalated, her moans and gasps more audible now. Standing, David wrapped one hand completely around her waist, his fingers, still moving in and out of her, were covered with her slickness. He leaned over and lapped at her hard nipples. David took her nipples, one at a time between his lips, pulling on them and began sucking gently. Her body pushed wildly forward to meet his fingers as they went inside her. ?Baby, I?m cumming?, Ayanna yelled out, the tremors deep within her intensifies, her thighs and lower body bucking wildly, as David felt her closing around his hand, her inner muscles starting to contract around his fingers, pulling them in deeper and locking them in place . He felt her let go and he smiled, as he leaned over and gave her one long, hard, deep, wet tongue kiss, her body quaking over and over again in ecstasy.
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