0 comments/ 8879 views/ 0 favorites Rendezvous–Vegas Weekend (Saturday) By: Stephen7Redo The first rays of light came through the large paned windows. It was very early and Carla realized they had drifted off without closing the curtains or even getting under the covers. Her lover was still asleep, cuddled up close to her in the bed they now shared. The delicious musky scent of his naked body came to her as she listened to his even breathing. She knew Don was still fast asleep but abruptly he turned, draping his arm over her side and resting his palm on her breast. She could also feel the heat of his torso against her back. His manhood, very pleasingly hard again, pressed snugly between her cheeks. 'He has morning wood!' Carla thought to herself. The thought made her giggle as she reached behind her and caressed him lightly with her fingertips. Wrapping her hand around the shaft, she gave it a gentle tug. It stiffened a little more at her touch. She loved the feel of her lover's hard cock in her hand. She had only felt it for real for less than half a day, but in fantasy she had felt, stroked, lovingly caressed and had been made love to by it for the last few months. She still couldn't believe he was with her. They had finally come to be with one another, to share a passion born out of their writing and late night chats via their respective laptops and the World Wide Web. Don stirred again, this time rolling onto his back, his hard manhood slipping from her grasp. Carla moved to follow him, snuggling tight against his side. 'If a man could have morning wood, a woman should be able to have morning flood'...she thought further, not referring to the cursed monthly flow, but the wetness of a hot, aroused pussy. She grinned and quietly chuckled at her own cleverness. Besides she had already made him experience one of her incredible squirting orgasms the night before. She had literally drenched his face! Propping herself up on an elbow, with her hand cradling her head, her eyes lazily wandered down the length of his body. The early morning sunlight streamed in across his prone posture. She reached out and ran her fingers through the curly black hair on his chest before her hand slid further down his body pressing against the muscles of his stomach. Her light tracings deftly followed the trail from his belly button down to the hard-on she saw waiting on her. She knew it was for her now. She had had it last night and she wanted it again this morning. The feel of that hard, deliciously throbbing natural sex toy was in her hand once again, encouraging her to do something, anything with it. The intensity of desire for him pushed her exploration of her new lover further. Don felt consciousness returning. He felt the hotel bed beneath his body and the extra fluffy pillows against his head. The passion of the evening before began to swoon back into his brain. He knew it had been real, but part of his mind told him to keep his eyes tightly shut just in case it had been a dream after all. But quietly, slowly the now familiar warmth of Carla's delicious body against his ignited the flames of passion again. He reveled in the feel of her hand on his manhood and her leg draping across his thigh. The remnants of his fragmented dreams were quickly evaporating as his still sleep fogged awareness attempted to figure out what was happening in real time. Opening his eyes slowly, he tried to focus through the fuzzy haze of his morning sight. His lover's silhouetted figure moved slowly over his prone body. The hand wrapped around the base of his penis was warm and gentle. Her beautiful mouth was inches away from the throbbing cockhead. He squinted and held his breath as she extended her moist tongue and began tracing patterns around it. "Oh, wow," he mumbled, now fully awake, but still not believing he was here with this woman, this beautiful and passionate woman. "Carla, oh wow." Don called out louder than he had the night before, when she had done that same thing for him, for the very first time in his life. He held his breath as her tongue swirled around the tip of his penis. "Took you long enough to wake up," Carla said grinning up at him. "Wha..? What, oh man." Don pushed his head back into the pillows, closing his eyes again as Carla used her right hand to slowly massage his shaft. His mind drifted back to the previous day. He had arrived in Vegas with the greatest of intentions but also with the most intense nervousness he had felt in years. But now here he was sharing a bed with a sexy woman, being made love to more times in less than a day than he had in many months back home. "Well," Carla said softly in her sweet voice, "I woke up and couldn't help but notice something...you, well, you had your 'Little Donny' wedged between my bare cheeks." "Did I?" Don said almost proudly as he smiled up at the blonde-haired, blue-eyed sexy woman. Carla moved her hand up and down along his penis, her saliva felt slick and wet against him. Her face was still dangerously close to the moistened tip and with each exhale he could feel her hot breath touch his even hotter penis. It provided a strange but very pleasant inversely intense cooling sensation. He pursed his lips and hissed with a pleasure deeply felt. "And then I had this mischievous idea." Carla went on as her hand continued to move up and down, applying just the right pressure to his cock. Don's eyes locked on those talented and pretty fingers. It was almost hypnotic as his eyes bobbed with the rhythm of her hand. They blinked when she slowly lowered her face towards his cockhead. With her mouth just an inch or so away from his penis her lips parted, ready to take him again. Licking her lips briefly, her tongue delicately lapped the tip and the clear bead of pre-cum she had coaxed from it. Then she kissed him before slowly sliding her lips fully around the crown. Don let out the deepest of groans. As she slipped him further into her mouth, her tongue was on the underside of his cock, rubbing along the length of his shaft. Positioned between his legs, her eyes remained fixed on Don's crotch, the look of sheer determination etched on her brow. "Whoa girl, slow down." He brought his hand down to her face and traced it along her hairline. She did slow down. She slid her lips off his cock and smiled. "Too much, huh?" "No, I just want this to last." "There will be more where this comes from." Carla teased her right hand loosely around the base of his slick penis. She slowly massaged it up and down, before lowering her face and tracing circles along the side of his shaft with her tongue again. Holding his cock in her mouth, she started rubbing her hands up across her lover's body. Don exhaled deeply, his eyes closed again and he pushed his head back further into his pillow concentrating on the pleasurable feelings his hard shaft was being given. He loved the weight of her body on his legs and how her hands moved across his body. He loved how Carla paid attention to those little details. It all created such a sensual pleasure and with the added warmth of the sun bathing his bare skin he was in the most blissful place he'd been for a morning awakening in years. Don inhaled deeply and savored the combination of sexiness and scent of her hair and perfume that drifted up to him. He opened his eyes saw his lover and the bright sunshine now bathing her lusciously naked body. It created a glow around her and their shared bed. Her sparkling blue eyes complemented her sexy face and body. Her face was simply adorable and mischievous at the same time. She was the embodiment of ultimate sensuality. "You like that, huh?" Carla cooed before returning to what she was intent on finishing. She lightly dragged her teeth across his cockhead. He closed his eyes again. Don's legs had stiffened and his breathing became deep and heavy Carla knew the effect she was having on her lover. Redoubling her effort she traced her warm, moist tongue along the base of his penis, licking and briefly flicking over his scrotum. She licked back up along the underside, her tongue flat and long, lapping at it, as if she were eating ice cream. She licked to just beneath the head and stopped, before flicking her pointed tongue over the sensitive area around the ridge. Then her lips parted and she slowly wrapped them around the head of his cock bathing him in warm moisture. Don groaned out loud above her as his eyes shot open. He brought his hands down to hers and took them, their fingers intertwined and he gently squeezed her soft, delicate fingers between his. Her lips were wrapped around his cock and she was swirling her tongue and moving up and down. She swallowed his cock as far as she could and Don involuntarily thrust his hips upward. "Awwgggg..." He went in a bit too far and she gagged. "Oh, no, I'm sorry." Don tried to ease back. "No, no it's okay, babe. Maybe I need to practice more taking something this big." She swallowed hard and grinned up at him. Don couldn't tell whether she was serious or not...but the thought surely pleased him. "By all means, practice on as you please." "I'll take you up on that," Carla flashed her best vixen smile and wrapped her fingers back around Don's hard cock. She slowly moved her hand back up its length applying a firm squeeze the whole way. By the time she made it to the head several drops of pre-cum oozed out the tip. She brought her tongue down and licked at it spreading it all around the taut skin. She briefly brandished her teeth and with delicate precision, used them to graze across the smooth head of his cock. The intensity of her ministrations made Don burn with the anticipation of another powerful release. He had already felt the intense sensation twice with this wonderful woman after only one night together and he was more than ready for third. He watched and felt her tongue swirl around his crown before she brought her lips down slowly and wrapped them around his thick shaft. She made sure to let enough saliva drool out of her mouth to cover her hand and provide ample lubrication. Moving her hand faster, she pumped up and down, hitting against his pubic bone, pressing hard and forcefully against his shaft. She brought her other hand down to his scrotum and slowly massaged his balls, the excess saliva that had dribbled down she spread around them. "Ohh, Carla," Don breathed out once again. This was more than he could have ever asked for, not only for being pleasantly awakened on a morning like this but for only the second mind-shattering blowjob of his lifetime. "Mmmmhmm," Carla mumbled with her mouth firmly wrapped around his manhood. She moaned louder and longer knowing Don would love hearing her, while at the same time she increased her pace with both of her hands and her mouth. As Carla continued to bob up and down, all Don could do was simply lie on his back and enjoy the intense pleasure she was giving him. The most intense he knew he had ever felt in lovemaking in his full fifty years. He heard the continuous moaning and slurping, feeling her right hand moving up and down along his shaft as her left gently massaged his balls. Don's breath came faster and deeper. Carla's garbled, moaning sounds were the sweetest sounds he'd ever heard, and they were so astoundingly sexy. With the combination of incredible sensations he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. But for once he didn't want to last. He just wanted to cum. He wanted to cum for Carla, he wanted to feel himself erupting within her mouth and have the powerful orgasm rock his body. Don found the strength to lift his head just enough to look down his body toward Carla's face and in the morning sunlit room he watched her delicate features service him. She moved up and down, faster and faster, harder and harder. His breathing became more erratic as his upper body tightened. His soft moaning grew louder and more urgent, then no longer able to contain his pleasure he let out an ever growing groan. His legs stiffened and straightened out on the bed sheets as he felt that familiar deep sensation build within his gut and slowly expand to his balls and to the base of his cock. He felt his orgasm with its first ejaculation quickly approaching. Carla knew his orgasm was at hand. She stopped moving her mouth, but maintained her tongue swirls and increased her speed with her hand. As her tongue flicked over and around his cockhead Don let out a guttural groan as the orgasm took control of his entire body. His body was totally stiff, his back rigid and arched, as the first contraction washed over him. Even at this point he still had not ejaculated but his hips relaxed before he almost involuntarily thrust them hard up into the air over the bed. The thrust didn't surprise Carla as she was ready for his reaction and as the second wave of his ecstasy washed over him the cum exploded from the tip of his penis, the hot semen erupted into her equally hot, wet mouth. By the time he could spurt again her lips had formed a tight seal and she sucked hard. Don could almost feel the hot cum being sucked out of his penis. Carla continued to moan loudly as her lover's body continued to contract, orgasm and shiver. She moved her hands up and down, but by now she had timed her scrotum massage and her hand movement to his orgasm, squeezing and milking him with each pulse. Don's cock and whole body continued to twitch as her mouth sucked hard. He watched her struggle to swallow his load. He knew it had to be massive. He'd been so aroused. Once she had swallowed all he could give her tongue gently, but insistently licked his head throughout his orgasm. Her hand was still wrapped around the base squeezing and massaging with each latent contraction. Carla kept her mouth tight around his manhood until it diminished to its near normal state. Her hot, wet mouth enveloped his entire flaccid penis, rolling it around with her tongue, licking clean its entire surface. She pulled up towards the head, stretching his soft cock and looked back at Don who was lost in a pleasure induced daze. She let him slip from her lips and ran her tongue along her teeth before swallowing the remaining cum in her mouth, all the while with a wide smile on her face. "Mmmm, that wasn't half bad," Carla smacked her lips. Don was still too caught-up in the ecstatic sensations to say anything intelligible. Instead he simply grunted a, "Mmm-hmm" and reached for her hands to pull her to him. Carla crawled up along his body until she straddled his groin, his nude groin pushing against her bare wet pussy. She hummed happily while Don lay there still trying to catch his breath. As they lay there quietly for several minutes gazing into each other's eyes, their looks conveyed much more than words could have ever said, even between two amateur authors. "I don't...think...I've ever been, uh you know...as perfectly...and as wonderfully as that," Don finally gathered his senses to speak. "Don't be silly," Carla replied, "it's not like getting a blowjob is any more intimate than really making love." "You just don't know. I now know what I've missed all these years." Don squeezed her. Carla stroked his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Of course there is still nothing more intimate and loving than being together in a union with your 'Little Donny' inside my 'girl'." She reached down and took his limp manhood in her hand. "Of course, that will just have to wait until at least after breakfast. For now, let's just lay here and cuddle. After all, we have the whole rest of the long weekend ahead of us." "You are so sweet." He pulled her head to his and gave her a kiss. "But I think I want breakfast in bed. I want a taste of your 'girl'." Don pulled away with a sly smile on his face. Rolling Carla onto her back he began to gently stroke her smoothly naked sides and then slowly down to her belly. He added kisses to the stroking as he worked his way down further and further. He kissed and licked his way to her core, her womanhood, her 'girl' she fondly called it. Carla moaned softly all along his venture and she began to shiver and shake in the bed sheets. She threaded her fingers in his hair as he delved between her thighs. "You know, John didn't much care to perform oral sex on me, though he didn't mind asking me to do it for him." "You're kidding." Don looked up over her belly, between her breasts, to her face. "Didn't he satisfy you in other ways, at least in the early years of your marriage?" "Sort of. He did okay in the stamina department and I had orgasms occasionally. But it was very frustrating to hear about other women whose husbands gave oral when mine wouldn't." "I can't imagine why your husband would be so reluctant to go down on you," he paused, kissed the bare junction of Carla's thighs, before looking back up into her blue eyes, "in my humble opinion, a trim pubis like this would have my tongue wagging through it as often as you'd let me." "I told you I kept my girl nice and neat, didn't I?" Carla wiggled her thighs on either side of his head. "Yes, but I never really believed it was this neat, this bare." He answered with only his eyes above her pubis as he slicked his tongue up between her moist pink folds. "Mmmm...the hair only gets in the way of good oral sex, doesn't it?" Carla ran her hand down her stomach and fingered the small blonde patch above her sex. "You know, we've shared everything with each other over the last several weeks. You told me something I especially want to believe is so absolutely true, just how much you enjoy giving a woman oral. Do you really do it for an hour at a time...I mean does your wife beg you to stop because she can't stand the pleasure any more?" "I've never put a stopwatch to it," Don lifted his head, chuckled and licked his lips, "but I know she likes it and I used to really enjoy giving her pleasure in that way, but she hasn't let me in awhile." He stuck his tongue out and wriggled the tip between Carla's wet pink lips. "Damn, I've missed doing this." "Mmmmm...I need you to do that for me, Don," Carla whispered. "I'm a hot blooded woman and not getting good oral has almost driven me crazy. Please, do me!" "Like what?" Don knew she wanted him to please her more, but he wanted to hear her say it. He needed a woman to tell him she wanted him. "You know what I want...please." "Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it." Carla was breathing hard and her hips were undulating slightly as she sought to press her pussy to his face. "Lick me, please," she moaned. Don licked the inside of her thigh. "Nooooo...lick my....lick...lick my..." "Lick your what Carla?" "Lick my...girl, my pussy," she gasped with her eyes shut tight as she grabbed two handfuls of bedspread. Her hips were in almost constant motion making it a real challenge for her lover to stay with her. Her breathing became ragged as she clenched her teeth. Don worked her outer lips one at a time, sucking each into his mouth, pulling them up, causing her to lift her hips off the bed to stay with him. Meanwhile, he used the index finger of his right hand to very gently caress the edges of her inner labia. In no time Carla's juices and his saliva had combined to form a small puddle on the ornate bedspread beneath her bottom. He eased up and flicked the head of her very erect clitoris with quick strokes of the tip of his tongue. His experience told him to back off a little and let her come down from the immediate sensation but still maintain contact with both his tongue and lips. He looked up at her and discovered she was looking down at him from between her high, proud breasts. A dreamy smile of sexual satisfaction was on Carla's face. "This is incredible!" "Well, I may be a little out of practice, but I wasn't kidding when I told you I can make these sessions last a long time. I am a man who really enjoys going down on a woman, particularly a woman who tastes as good as my...uh mean, you. Mmmmmm..." Rendezvous–Vegas Weekend (Saturday) Carla realized he had just remembered his wife and as much as compared the two woman. Don realized what he had just done and also noted her clit retracted back into its pink folds, though the flesh was still firm and erect underneath its protective covering. Her body was still undulating, though not with the force of a few moments ago. Carla still caressed his head, her fingers running through his hair. He had not stopped massaging her outer pussy lips with his mouth, but this time, he added something new. Using the index and middle fingers of his right hand, he probed the depths of her vagina, pressing upward, searching for what he knew would be there, and finally finding it; the little knot of flesh buried beneath her vaginal roof. She wasn't sure if she should stop him, but it had been so very long for her since she had been given an orgasm before, at the tongue of a man that really wanted her. She wanted to experience that with Don. He began palpating the spot with his fingertips, pressing firmly. Meanwhile, he used his tongue too firmly, yet gently, to caress the area along either side of her clitoral ridge. "Oh, Don...that's good. What are you doing? Oh yeah....your finger...lick my clit...make me cum...again...oh yessssss..." * * * * Much later, again lying in one another's embrace, as Carla laid her head on his chest Don lightly brushed her blonde bangs from her forehead. It was her that finally broke the silence, "Think we could live on making love to one another for a while? We could both get jobs as casino dealers and stay here forever?" "That sounds like a beautiful fantasy." He replied and kissed the top of her head. "I'm serious. There are days when I want to run away from home and never go back. Today is one of them." Carla snuggled up over Don's chest. Her fingers played in his wiry chest hair and across his nipples. "You know, yesterday my morning started out with me making breakfast for my daughter before she went off to school and before I left for the airport. Now I'm lying naked here with you, having shared breakfast in bed in a much different way, a very pleasant way." She smiled and kissed his chest. Don had one arm around Carla stroking hers as he looked off into the mirror across the room. He saw the two of them there in bed, snuggled together. The scene was something he didn't see much of back home anymore. "You know, it was after about the twenty year mark of my marriage that our sex life became somewhat infrequent. Hell, who am I kidding, it got very infrequent." Don's eyes shifted out the window at the sunny, clear blue Nevada sky. "We got to the point that weeks would pass between our awkward love making sessions." Carla settled back on her pillow a little and looked up into Don's face. She saw the seriousness in her lover's eyes as he looked off into the distance. "I started to assume she wasn't interested in making love anymore. Every time I tried to suggest something or initiate some playful intimacy in bed she as much as pushed me away." Don curled his lip under. "I don't know, I never had the gumption to actually ask why any of those early times. I just took it and went on with life and every night I'd roll over and go to sleep. But when after a couple more years of my trying to give her extra attention did nothing to change our sex life, which was my real expectation in the first place, I resigned myself to a good jack-off now and then and that was the end of it." Don abruptly stopped talking and closed his eyes. Carla felt she needed to say something and although she waned to tell him exactly how she felt about him, instead something else, something more light and less intimate came from her mouth. "Hmm, maybe you're just too much to take for just one woman...a big beautiful cock and a yummy, talented tongue." Carla bit her lip realizing she may have just ruined a moment to connect with Don as more than a lover, not that they had ever discussed that possibility. But as if he had not heard her comment, his eyes shot open and he said, "I found I had an active imagination and it turned out to be a more than decent defense mechanism for the fact that I had a lousy sex life. Love was never the issue, you know, we were, and have been, as in love as two people can be. Only I finally resolved myself to being married to my left hand for the love making part of my life. I began to deal with the situation through fantasy. I soon spent way too much time surfing the net and of course looking at lots of porn. But one night I got attracted to these erotic story sites. After awhile all the pics and video clips of naked women and men doing all sorts of crazy sexy things actually got boring. I found my mind doing a better job of taking me into the full world of eroticism through the written word. I found that writing about erotic things far beyond what I'd ever actually considered doing in real life were extremely stimulating in my fantasy world. I really got turned on with writing my own stories." Don paused again. He closed his eyes and rubbed his hand up and down his new real lover's arm. His touch and the closeness triggered something in Carla this time. She eased back into the pillows and she herself stared out into the Nevada sky. "Over the last couple of years before my divorce I learned to take my desires into my own hands, too. John is extremely unimaginative in bed. He loved his blowjobs, but had a thing against going down on me. Most times he liked to get the act over with quick, enjoy himself and roll over and go to sleep." Carla felt Don squeeze her tighter. "I love the adventure involved in sexuality, always have. That and writing about it, too." Don rested his chin on her head as he spoke again. "Yeah, I was just the opposite as your husband. Early in my marriage I looked for new and interesting things to do sexually. But my wife rejected my offers for sex in the car, in the park at night, in the garage, on the deck under the moonlight, pretty much anywhere except our bedroom. Over time, she convinced me without actually saying it that I was oversexed and maybe just plain weird." Carla abruptly sat up and looked Don in the eye. "Ha! I have one for you. One night a couple of years ago I waited patiently in a wonderfully hot, candlelit bathroom for my husband. I lay naked in the bubbles horny as ever. But my world collapsed the minute he walked in. He gave me this 'What the hell!' look and asked what I was doing. He turned and walked away mumbling something about me needing help." She turned and sat back against the headboard, her knees pulled up close to her chest. "Damn, all I needed was him to get in that tub with me and fuck my brains out. I would have done anything for him I was so hot and horny. Instead I cried my eyes out for the next few hours in bed, in the guest room. And not once did he come looking for me." Don reached out to stroke her hair then pulled her back to him. Carla snuggled close keeping her legs pulled up tight to her body. "Between that experience and other rejections over time I got the message that I had the problem. Fortunately, I was not shy about masturbating. In many ways, masturbation has kept me sane over the years." She eased herself away from her lover, stretched her legs back out and then turned to look him in the eyes. "Well anyway, knowing that life would change dramatically I figured the time had come for me to lay my cards on the table and be with you Don. I have grown tired of squashing my passion for sex and indeed for life." She reached out for his hand and brought it up to her cheek. It felt warm, it felt strong. "I don't know whether to be extra horny right now or hungry. I'm rather both to be honest. But with 'Little Donny' worn out for the moment and my stomach growling, I suppose we should eat." Don stroked her cheek. "Needing to get out of the room once in awhile for food might be a good thing. Not that we couldn't live on room service. We might want the maid to come in and give us clean towels every so often." "We could take a walk, if my knees aren't too weak from all the great sex. Go see a few things on the strip, hold hands as we go down and kiss under the Eiffel Tower at the Hotel Paris. Then we can come back to our room and get rowdy again." Carla snuggled up close. "Believe me I can take all you have to give - I promise." Don put both arms around her and squeezed. "More like I'll wear you out before you wear me out." Carla lowered her gaze and noticed Don's 'Little Donny' was winking up at her with its one tiny eye. "My, my, looks you're not that old after all." She reached down and gave his rejuvenated manhood an affectionate squeeze. Don reached up and caressed her breast, running his fingertip over an erect nipple. "You aren't either young lady." She shivered. "I'll match you, cum for cum." "Oh, it's certain," Don rolled his eyes. "I'm going to die!" * * * * The couple's first full day together Carla and Don went down to Olives for an early lunch. Olives was a casual dining Italian restaurant. They sat at a patio table which gave them a spectacular view of the Bellagio's famous fountain. They enjoyed a delicious meal of antipasto and a half bottle of wine. At precisely 2:45 the famous Bellagio fountains erupted in their watery splendor. The lovers held hands across the table and enjoyed the display and the moment they shared. That afternoon they did the shops and the Strip. Don was very good to his new lady. She came back with several bags of souvenirs and some very nice clothes. Back in their suite they sipped drinks in the living room. In the middle of their conversation about their mutual love of writing, Don put his glass down and snuggled up next to Carla on the couch, the very one they had initiated their heated desires on their first night. "I'm a writer, too you know. I understand your need for self-expression. I have my own way of expressing my passion." He reached out and took hold of Carla. "Come here, I want to express myself and feast some more on you." With his strong arms, he embraced her and began to kiss down her neck, hoping to move downward. "Don!" Carla pushed herself from him. "No more of that. It's time to get ready for dinner." "There's no real concept of time in Vegas. We can do it whenever we want." Carla kissed him lightly on the lips and giggled. "Ohh, so tempting," she said, "but you're the one that made the reservations. You also promised to go dancing with me after. I'm not going to let you off the hook that easy. We are going to enjoy time on the dance floor. Besides we'll have the rest of tonight, tomorrow and on until Monday to continue ravishing one another." "But Monday will come so quickly." Don playfully formed a frown. "Don, I want you. I'll want you long after this weekend, but..." She put her drink down and was about to stand. "And I'll always welcome the opportunity to make love to you." He reached up before she could get away and playfully squeezed her backside. "Is that so? You mean just with me or the other girls here in Vegas?" Carla checked his hand's progress and pulled it up to her lips and kissed his fingers. "There are a lot of prettier and younger girls here for your pleasure." "Please don't start. You know I only have eyes for you." He stood and began to nibble on her neck... After giving into their passions once more, Don remained on the couch naked and drained as Carla went back into the bedroom, her clothes, bra and panties in hand. She took a quick shower and by the time she came out she heard the shower going in the other bathroom. She slipped her new dress over her naked form and admired herself in the mirror. She had brought it with her just for this evening. As she looked at herself she forgot just how daring it was. The back plunged far enough that it rested just below the two indentations above her butt cheeks. Another inch lower and it would have revealed the crack of her bottom. The front barely covered her. Her breasts were full and the gown was made for someone less endowed. She spilled from all sides. The special layering of the material managed to cover her nipples and hold her full breasts up naturally at least. Only she still felt if she moved wrong, she would find herself exposed. That very thought also brought her nipples to taut visible peaks beneath the fabric. She smiled and bit her lower lip feeling deliciously sexy. She went back to the bathroom to finish her hair and make-up. By the time she was done and back out to the bedroom she found Don dressed and combing his hair. He saw her first in the mirror. Don stopped and his eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly to form a small 'o'. Then his eyes narrowed and he dropped his gaze from her face to travel the entire length of her body and back again. He turned around and looked at her directly for a moment. He raised his hand and gave a twirling motion with one finger, "Please." Carla grinned and understood. She turned to display the entire gown and herself in it. "That dress is perfect for you." He said in an almost hoarse voice, graveled with the lust felt. "It is only if you like it." She smoothed the soft material down her hips with both hands. Don was ready to burst just looking at her. "Like is a pale word compared to the feelings it is evoking in me at the moment." He was getting pure enjoyment from simply seeing his lover in it. He could feel his arousal swelling between his imaginative musings. They had made love just a short time ago and already he was physically aroused again. 'What is Carla doing to me?' he thought to himself. He was never this way with his wife anymore. Even when they did make love on that rare occasion anymore he was never able to muster another erection so soon. Now here he was again and again this weekend rebounding like he was that younger twenty or thirty-something. This other woman had always had this effect on him via the internet. So often in the last few months he had made love to her on-line only to bid her goodnight, and then before going to bed many times he'd have to relieve himself of the extreme arousal once more. But now she was live and in front of him and it was all real, her and his renewed arousal. Carla continued turning until she faced him again. The pleasure she saw in his eyes made her glad she had decided to be so bold in buying the evening gown. "You look absolutely stunning." Don said trying to nonchalantly adjust himself within his dress pants. She actually blushed a bit. "Thanks. I hoped you would like it." "I certainly do. And as much as I'd love to love you more, right here in this place, I'll honor my commitment to dinner and a dance." Don reached to the bed for his jacket and slipped it on then walked to Carla and raised his arm, offering it to her. "Shall we my dear?" Carla laid her arm on his, "Let's do." And they walked out of the luxury suite arm in arm. * * * * * As they finished dessert, Carla looked up to catch Don staring at her. "What?" "Have I told you how beautiful you are?" "Yes you have, but I don't mind hearing it again." Carla sipped her wine and winked. Don reached into his jacket pocket. "Ahhh. Before I forget, I got a little something that will go with your outfit." He placed the black rectangular velvet box on the table between them. Carla's eyes widened and she alternately looked down at the box and back at Don. She put her wine glass down a little awkwardly, before reaching out to gingerly pick up the gift as if it was going to suddenly disappear. She opened the lid and gasped in surprise. Inside was a gold 'O', its edges sparkling with the brightest diamonds, all attached to a gold chain. Tears sprang up as her eyes went from the box, to her lover and back. "I went down to Tesorini, that shop we passed today where they sell Vegas gifts and jewelry." Don paused to enjoy his lover's look as she eyed the necklace. "I wanted you to have something special to remember this weekend. It's the logo for the Circe du Soleil production. It's also the big 'O' as it were as in the ultimate orgasm. Really, it may be corny in that aspect but truly Carla you have made me want to enjoy life and all it offers again, which gives me the intense feeling of the ultimate. Being with you, first all the past months on line and now with you together in my arms to let me please you and at the same time make me feel like the man I have not felt in a few years." "Don, nobody has ever given me anything like this before. It's so beautiful." "You deserve pretty things. You deserve so much." "Thank you." "Well, are you going to put it on?" She pulled the shiny jewelry out of its box. As she did he came around and took it from her hands, put it around her neck and fastened the clasp. The diamond encrusted 'O' nestled just at the top of her breasts. Her hand went over it feeling the weight and the coolness of the metal and the gems as Don walked back around the table and sat down. "I can't get over how great you look tonight." A subtle, but very proud grin appeared on Don's lips. He realized things were so relaxed with this woman, even after just this couple of days of really knowing her, knowing her in person. He had not been this comfortable with a woman since he had met his wife years ago. "So, shall we retire to our love nest upstairs?" "Oh, you aren't getting off that easy?" Carla gave him a look with a seriously raised eyebrow. "Hmmm, I was planning on 'getting off' but not making it easy." He chuckled and took another sip of his drink. She smiled at the double entendre he had picked up on. "I'm going to take you to one of my favorite places, the dance floor." He smiled and looked into her eyes. They sparkled moistly and it was all he could do not to walk back around the table and ravish her right there. Instead he took another sip. "I would like to see more of you." "I bet you would," she smirked. "You know what I mean. I want to see this woman that loves to dance." He stood and walked around their table, resisting the temptation to whisk her up a few floors and make passionate love. He instead held out his hand. "May I have this dance, my lady?" "You may, my prince." Carla smiled. "But what about the bill?" He reached out and took her hand and lifted it to his lips, kissing the back of it. His finger rubbed softly over her knuckles and holding her gaze he leaned in and kissed her cheek lightly. "While you were powdering your nose before dessert arrived I took care of everything and signed it off to our room. Didn't you see the big grin on our waiter's face when you came back? I think the healthy tip made his evening." "Oh, and I thought that broad grin on that handsome young man's face was because he was enamored with my big boobs. He sure stared at them enough." Don laughed aloud. "You are so bad, my lady. Now come on, our sweet music awaits." He held his other hand out and gestured to the lounge next door. * * * * * The band early on was keeping the tempo light and easy. Don was trying to keep the fires burning as he held Carla in his arms. But he was also having a hard time keeping his big feet off hers. He'd told her he had never been dancing. Carla nearly stumbled twice in her high heels trying to avoid his shoes, but each time he held her up with one arm behind her back. He held her so tightly she could feel each muscle as he moved her slowly around the dance floor. The heat of his hand on her hip was scorching. "You told me you've never really danced before. You seem to pretty good to me." Carla said, encouragingly with her arms raised to her lover's neck, her hips matching rhythms with his. About that time he stepped on her left toes. Rendezvous–Vegas Weekend (Saturday) "You had to go and distract my counting." He laughed and she joined in. With only that latest brief moment of stumbling he grasped her tightly again, feeling the female contours under her gown. He felt the sexy shelf of her hips. He caressed the warm curve of her belly under his thumbs while his palms found her ribs. He slid his hands along her sides and behind her, pulling her against him, feeling her breasts warm and full against his chest. His right leg fit nicely between her legs as he slid one hand up her back, scraping his thumbnail along the thin material, until he twined his fingers into her long blonde hair. When he eased back to look at her beautiful face again he saw her eyes were half-closed. He knew she enjoyed music and dancing, he hoped she was enjoying him as much as he was enjoying her. Beyond the music, he was aware of people around them, but his focus was solely on this sensual and lively woman in his arms. The soft fabric of her dress and the knowing of her body underneath made his hands tingle. He did his best to look and act nonchalant as he nestled himself back into Carla's arms and tucked her head against his neck. He massaged her neck with one hand and ran the fingertips of his other hand back and forth from the nape of her neck to the top of her gown. The warmth and softness of her curves inspired a burning lust throughout his body that centered in the hardness that caressed her lower belly. Beneath her squinted eyelids Carla glanced up at Don and caught him watching. She moved her hips into Don's, trying to discover if he was aroused as he looked. She nudged a little more and there it was. There indeed was an arousal, a very pronounced arousal. As she pressed into him a little more, she nipped one of Don's earlobes and then traced the outline of his ear with her tongue. Don was so into his lover and her body, he was aware he aroused but not just how aroused he really was until the sudden feel of her hot tongue in his ear made his very hard cock twitched in his boxers and pressed even more firmly into Carla's body. He rubbed his cheek against the side of her face, moving to kiss her ear. He traced his tongue along the rim ear and then breathed gently on it. "I want you." He whispered. Carla leaned back just a bit so her weight was on his thigh and rocked her groin against the muscles of his leg. "And I want you, but I'm not finished with you here yet." She moved her hips with his and slid her hands down his back to cup his buttocks which hardened and relaxed as they rocked back and forth. With every other movement forward the gentle thrust caused her erect nipples to graze his chest. They were so hard and pointed they could both feel them, her rubbing against the soft cups of the dress and him through the layers of fabric between them. Carla could feel herself getting moist as she felt the delicious ache intensify between her thighs. She felt the hand at her hip smooth around to her back, one edge of his hand just skimming her bare skin above the material of her dress coming to resting on the curve of her bottom. He nearly engulfed her body as he pulled her more closely to him, their bodies now flush against each other as his thigh insinuated itself between the two of hers. She could feel his incessant erection pressing into her. And what an erection it was, even through his pants and her dress she could feel the outline of his swollen cock head. He was long and thick and twitched against her as she shifted her hip to get a better feel. Her thighs squeezed him hard. Carla trembled from the all over touching of their bodies. Don's masculine scent teased her and the feel of his hardness pulsating against her stomach. She felt the wetness flood her core in response to him. She was so hot she was ready to give herself to him right there in front of the rest of the evening crowd. Don's hand eased its way up and clasped hers in his bringing to his chest. He felt her body tremble under his touch and saw her eyes widen in pleasure at the feel of his arousal pressing that much harder into her. He knew she felt most of his length. His other hand explored her bare back, teasing the skin he found there in slow feather light circles before coming around and sliding up her rib cage. The tips of his fingers drifted over the side of her breast. "Do you mind that I'm touching you like this in public?" Don whispered in her ear. Her breath was wispy as she answered, full of passion. "No. I like it. You have wonderful hands." "Can I touch more of you?" "Yes." Carla whispered. "You know I like to dance, but I like to be touched even more." "And I love touch you." He pressed himself into her harder as his hands resumed their travels. The hand between them moved around until his fingers angled across and brushed her nipple through the fabric. He could hear her catch her breath and hold it as he repeated the motion. His other hand slipped back around to squeeze her backside then moved on until a single finger slid between her cheeks, pressing her gown in as he did so. It was his turn to let his eyes widen. It was obvious she wore no panties as his fingers slid lower and squeezed her left cheek. He smiled inwardly as much as out. He let his other hand drift across to tantalize her right nipple. When one finger slid under the thin bit of fabric and rubbed her nipple with its rough pad, Carla trembled. When a second finger joined the first he pinched her taut peak between the two in a gentle rocking motion. "Ohhh..." Carla felt the wetness pour from her. She felt it literally drip down her inner thigh. Her muscles convulsed in their effort to hold back the release, but Don leaned down and kissed her neck as he continued to use the hand on her bottom to push her pelvis up and into him, against his hardened cock. She melted, letting herself go as she rode the exquisite feeling, somehow keeping tempo as he continued leading her around the dance floor. "Mmmnnnnngggg," she let out a low growl as a spasm of desire shot through her. Don felt his lover tense and shiver for several seconds. After a loud expulsion of hot breath on his neck she nearly slumped in his arms. As the song ended so did her climax. Don led her back to their table. He helped her into her chair and then poured her another glass of wine. As she looked up to him with glazed over eyes he held glass to her lips. When Carla was done drinking, he leaned over and with a light brush of her lips with his own he lingered there tasting of her and the wine. After only a moment's hesitation, she leaned up and pressed her own lips to his more firmly, her tongue darted out to caress his bottom lip before she withdrew. "I can't believe we just did that," Carla breathily said just above a whisper. "You've made me cum more times this weekend already than in any other weekend in so many years. And I swear I'm on the verge of having another one sitting here with you so close. I need to get you alone. I want to cum with you in me the next time. Let's go." She grabbed for his hand and tried to pull him from his chair. Don tugged back. "What? I thought you were going to seduce me on the dance floor half the night." He squeezed her hand and remained seated with a huge grin on his face. "Consider yourself seduced." She yanked on his hand and actually forced him up out of his seat. "Now come on, before I do something very indecent right here on the table." Don let himself be pulled along. "More than you have already? Would love to see that." "Shut up and come on." She yanked on his arm. Don stumbled but followed to where he was led. * * * * * Don stood in front of Carla in their suite's opulent living room. He traced one finger down the thin line of soft fabric that covered her left breast, moving around to the outer edge and doing the same, tracing upwards towards the thin strap at her shoulder. Then he reached both hands behind her and while holding her seductive gaze, he untied the straps from around her neck and let them fall. But his eyes didn't drift downward, only his fingers did so. He kept his gaze on her beautiful blue eyes as he grazed both fully erect nipples with his palms and smoothed around them both until he was cupping their fullness. Carla quietly trembled before her lover as her dress slipped slowly off her hips and silently drifted the rest of the way to the floor. She was left naked there in middle of the room save for her high heels and the sparkling new necklace he had given her. Don leaned in, kissed and nibbled on her ear and neck, while still massaging first one breast and then the other. She closed her eyes and moaned as he cupped the fullness of her breasts, fingers teasing her nipples. "Do you like this?" he asked, as he gently pinched one plump nipple between his fingers with one hand and rubbed the other in soft circular motions. Carla felt the ache starting back between her thighs. "Yes, and I intend to spend all night having us find out everything else you and I like, too." She curled her lower lip under and sucked it in as his hands worked there way down her body. Then abruptly he stepped away and dropped his hands from her. Carla felt the loss of her lover's warm presence and her eyes flew open. He was there, looking at her with the sexiest of grins. His eyes traveled down her body and back up again. "I suddenly realized I never want to have that feeling anymore." Carla said to him quietly. Don looked her in the eye and cocked his head quizzically, "What do you mean? You don't want me touching you like that? I thought you liked..." Carla reached both her hands up to his face and cradled her cheeks in her warm palms, "Shhh...no, no...I want you lover, I want you like no man I've ever been with in so very long." She caressed his evening stubble and drew her index finger around to trace his lips. "I want you so much I just don't want to think about not having this feeling in my life from now on. I have an ache so deep inside it nearly hurts. You just don't know how wet I am for you right now and how much I want to make love until neither of us can walk. I want you Don. I want you now. I want you tonight and tomorrow and..." Don put his finger to her lips now, "Shhh, I am here and I'm not going anywhere. This is our night, our time, and our heat. I will make love to you. I will make sweet love to you." He leaned down and kissed her gently on her moist lips. As Carla swooned under the deliciously sensual kiss, she stepped out of the puddle of her gown at her feet. She gave him one more swirl of her tongue around his and then almost roughly pushed him away. "Wow! What was that?" Don exclaimed as he nearly stumbled back. Don watched as his lover widened her stance, still attired only in her gold high heels letting him take in his fill, looking her over as if drinking her down sip by sip. She stepped toward her lover and reached for his jacket, pushing it off his arms and it too fell at their feet. "I believe you may be overdressed for this next part of our night." Carla licked her lips and unbuttoned his shirt. She spread the sides apart and couldn't help to pause to run her fingers across his bared chest. There was a very modest amount of tight, dark curls, just enough to play with. She grinned as she noticed it was tinged with a little gray, too, just like the hair on his head. Her finger tips curled through it and when one finger grazed across a nipple Don inhaled sharply and his chest expanded greatly. She was fondly admired how broad his chest became as well as just how erect that nipple of his was. It was obvious his nipples were a very sensitive and sexually charged part of his body. She knew she would be playing with them later. She unfastened his pants, belt, button and zipper then pushed them down. Revealed were his boxers. His arousal was grossly obvious. It was if his erection was going to force its way out through the convenient fly. Pushing those to the ground, she helped him step from them, as he also yanked his loafers and socks off right with them. Now her lover stood totally naked before her, his desire reflected in the hard wet tipped manhood, which was the only thing between them now. Carla could feel her clit throbbing relentlessly as Don turned and pushed her gently toward the bedroom. Guiding her from behind Don watched her ass swayed as she walked, the muscles in her legs flexing from walking in the high heels. "You have such a fantastic body, My Lady. I'm going to love every minute with you tonight even more than last night." He reached out and ran his fingers down the smooth skin of her back. "In fact, I can't wait." Before they made it to the bedroom he pulled her back to him, turned her around and leaned her against the wall. He pushed his nude body into hers and started kissing her ear. He felt her bare breasts against his chest, her hard nipples stabbing pointedly into his skin. Carla sighed as Don kissed her neck and she enjoyed the hard manhood pressing into her belly and slightly sticky feeling of their bodies rubbing together. "I want you," he whispered as his hands moved slowly down to slide softly across her buttocks. "I want you, too." She rested her hands on his shoulders as his hands found the cleft between her cheeks. Don pressed into her and led her backwards to the nearest solid piece of furniture, the wide television cabinet. He pressed her against it with his body and traveled further down, down to her breasts. Her nipples were thick and blunt. He lifted one breast with his hand, feeling the soft heat of it and stroked his thumb across her nipple. He licked it once quickly, rubbed it again with his thumb, while he licked around the other nipple. He blew on each nipple before he took one gently between his teeth. Carla shuddered as he scraped his teeth along the taut pink surface, pulling her breast away from her body. "Do you want this?" He more mumbled than spoke. "Yes, oh yes." She felt the stickiness between her legs every time she shifted her legs, every time she took a deep breath. She felt like she couldn't take it any longer, everything he did to her felt so good. But as long as Don wanted to touch her body in this way, she was willing to remain there. She was willing to be anywhere he wanted her to be. Carla felt her abdomen spasm in the anticipation of what she knew must be next though as he pushed his pelvis into her exposed sex, now very moist from the increasing wetness deep within. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her left leg she loosely wrapped up around his thigh. His fingers found their way to her fiery sweet spot, her clit already erect anticipating his intended probing. He eased the petals of her sweet pink flower apart and started rubbing them firmly up and down as her quivered before him. He teased and taunted her pussy lips. When he looked up again, he met those seductive blue eyes and like the proverbial moth to a flame his mouth drew immediately to hers and their lips literally crashed together in a heated desire. Their mouths became one as their tongues played around and upon one another. When Don's hard manhood slipped up across her inner thigh, Carla without breaking their passionate kiss moved her hips, trying to get it to press against her in just the right way. When she realized her lover would have to ease back some she thumped back against the cabinet. "Come on, take me. I need you in me. Please!" Don leaned back and licking his lips tasting of her recent delicious kisses he just stared at his beautiful lover. "I have another idea." He said as he placed his hands on her hips and knelt before her. He leaned in letting his cheek rub against her bare skin as he slid his mouth to her waist. He opened his mouth and breathed hotly on her body, before scraping his teeth along the thin wisp of hair above her pubis. Then his hot breath washed down across her clit. Carla breathed in deep and held it as she anticipated his next move, hoping it would be to where she needed him. And he didn't disappoint her as she closed her eyes once more and felt the hot pointed tip of his talented tongue glide gently across her clitoris. She exhaled hard and sucked in another breath holding it again as he licked her gently at first. Don licked her twice more then tentatively held his tongue just above the little pink bead connected by a thin sliver of saliva. He stared up over her stomach and between her breasts. Carla once again opened her eyes in question as her body shuddered. "No, don't, don't stop. I can't take it any more!" She tried to push his head back. "Please! I want you!" "I want you, too," Don said as he looked up at her and winked. "But I'm not done here yet." Abruptly he stopped all stimulation with his hands and mouth and he stood, picked her up, hoisting her onto the edge of the cabinet. Then he went back to his knees, her wet, inviting sex at just the perfect height now. He leaned forward and kissed her firmly but gently on the wet lips of her pussy. He licked it all over, carefully ensuring he took it all in. He drew her bare pink lips into his mouth and sucked on them both. He reached up awkwardly but was able to pull her legs over his shoulders. Carla had to put her hands on his head to steady her body on the cabinet. She gasped suddenly and tightened her grip on him as he started to play with her clit again, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. She rocked backwards, leaned against the mirror. She gasped at the shock of the cool glass against her arm bare skin. But she quickly recovered and spread her knees wider as she put her hand on the back of his head to pull him in tighter. Don used his fingers to separate her lips and ran his tongue along the length of her, marveling how her taste changed from point to point, becoming deliciously thicker and muskier nearer her clitoris. He explored her with his tongue, using broad slow strokes across her plump outer lips then sluiced through to the inner recesses. "Mmmm, you are so good with your mouth lover?" The words were barely out of her mouth when he teased her with his lips again. He cupped his hands around her buttocks to pull her closer so his tongue could reach deeper inside. When he swiped lightly across her sensitive clitoris, she moaned aloud, "Oh yes!" Carla shifted again on the cabinet. She ran her hands over his head frantically, from hair to face and neck, trying to touch all of him. She could feel her insides melting, a huge warm pool inside her threatened to overflow. He touched something inside her that had not been touched in some time. She didn't know what to do about it. She knew she wanted to cum so badly, but she also didn't want any of this to end. She had told herself she wanted him in her the next time she came, but it was all happening so fast. She knew she would cum too soon like this. She tensed her muscles, and then relaxed them, but there was still that vibrating energy throughout body, waiting to be released. As her lover vigorously tongued her clit her moans continued to get louder, her breathing faster, then with a shudder and a gasp..."Ohh yes, harder...harder....I want to cum, I'm ready to...oh yessss I'm going to cum!" Carla groaned and squeezed Don's head between her thighs. He did not relent and continued to lick voraciously over her clit. "Oh, f-yes, oh yes. Ahhhhhh!" Carla screamed out in a very vocal, much extended orgasm. Her hips incessantly humped into her lover's eager, wet face. His tongue did not relent, did not slow, it kept contact and rhythm, driving her onto an intense climax. She gave one more thrust of her hips and settled back onto the cabinet, breathing fast and deep. Her climax crashed over and then exploded finally from within. Rendezvous–Vegas Weekend (Saturday) Don slurped up all the moisture she produced. He really did enjoy the flavor of a woman. He tongued her pink slit until he felt her calm above him. "Mmmmmm," Carla hummed softly as her body relaxed. Conversely, Don felt so aroused he felt the strength of the younger days upon him. Before his lover fully came down from her ecstatic high he stood, pulled her arms up around his neck and scooped her body up off the cabinet. Carla locked her still quivering arms and legs around him as he carried her off to the bedroom. She felt his hard manhood slapping against her back. She knew what he wanted next. She wanted it, too. "Oh yes, make love to me, Don, Make love to me," she called to him as she felt his hard spear of lust wedged up between her cheeks. He wanted her and she still wanted him as her wetness smeared onto his shaft. The covers had been turned down by the maid service earlier, but Don reached out one hand and whipped them the rest of the way down before he eased Carla back onto the sheets. "I want you Carla. I want you like I haven't wanted a woman in so, so long." He was breathing hard. "I need you so much." He climbed on the bed and Carla parted her arms and legs inviting him in. She had climaxed twice in the evening already to the point of near exhaustion already, but she needed more. She needed more of Don. Don had no sooner lain upon her than his cock found its way between her thighs and was stabbing almost rudely at her womanhood. Before Carla could reach for him to help find the right opening, his flaring cockhead found the wet center and in one mighty thrust he buried himself inside her. "Oh yes, Don! Do me. Do me right now." Carla reached her arms up around his neck. Her hot, wet softness closed tightly around him. He could feel her contract around his shaft in almost perfect rhythm to his throbbing cock's every twitch. They were snugly united in body. As Don plunged in deeply and then pulled back up Carla looked down to see just her pussy lips were around his crown, holding the head in her soft pink oval. He paused for what seemed an eternity before he slid slowly back down again, her sex sucking him in the whole way. He was about to ease back and thrust again when Carla reached around caught his butt with both her hands, "No, don't. Stay there." She panted in his ear. "It's been too long since its felt this good to be with a man. Keep it right there, nice and deep. Mmmm..." Their bodies came together, enveloped in a mutually sought after desire. She held him there with her eyes closed savoring the fullness of both emotion and her lover's length and breadth of manhood within her body. Don surprised himself at being patient enough to remain still and savor Carla's body around him. He certainly wasn't new to making love to a woman, but he was out of recent practice. This was making love, something he had not truly experienced in so very long with his wife. As if on that cue, Carla's mouth slid down his smooth neck and over his chest to take in his erect nipple. She licked her tongue around it and then sucked it in. "Damn! Oh yessss.!" Don yelped at the intense sensation. His nipples were always so direct a part of his arousal. The erogenous line from his chest to his groin was direct. When she sucked hard and then her teeth pressed down on the nipple it made his head snap back sharply. That in turn caused a near violent thrust of his hips slamming his hard cock even deeper into his lover's body. Carla winced at the sharp thrust, but then grinned at the knowledge she had now of what drove this man crazy. She let the one taut nipple slip from her mouth and immediately she turned and sought out the other. As she had surmised and hoped her sucking on this nipple also ran a straight line of current to where his body united with hers. Don began to thrust harder and faster as she sucked and pulled on each erect pink nipple. His hard breathing and gyration of his hips was a sure sign he was lost in the moment. Don opened his eyes again and looked down between them he watched the bounce of her breasts as he started to make his strokes harder. Down between their legs he saw a tantalizing glimpse of his thick cock as it disappeared into Carla's spread pussy. He made love to her, as her sex took him in with a heat and a smoothness he thought would make him lose it all too quickly. He wanted her to feel all she could; he wanted her to cum with him. He reached down her tummy until his fingers wandered through her thin patch of pubes up top and down until he came upon her clitoris. Carla sucked in a deep breath at the touch. Her body froze "Oh..." With a loud moan, Carla pushed against his hard cock as it delved deep within her. She swore it grew larger as it pounded into her still harder and faster, filling her even more. "Oh, you're in so deep! But let me do that, so you can concentrate on what you do best, my prince." While she moved her hips in rhythm with her lover, she slid her hand down between them and brushed his hand away. Now her finger was on her clitoris drawing her to still another climax. "Faster!" She nearly commanded. He obliged her request. He placed his hands down on either side of her naked body and instinctively bucked his hips and thrust his hard cock into her. His cock was actually tingling it was so hard. He closed his eyes as his breath became ragged and shallow and his own orgasm quickly approached. That familiar sensation of the impending climax started at the base of his manhood and moved up to the fully swollen tip, the incredible feeling increased in intensity as they both slowly climbed to the summit. "Oh, Don, more, drive me crazy. Please!" Carla cried out and she locked her ankles around him, the gold high heels bouncing off his sweaty back. Suddenly, Don's toes literally curled in the sheets and a heavy groan escaped his lips as his orgasm hit fast and hard. His entire body convulsed as a wave of pure pleasure rocked through his cock and shot out in all directions to his entire body. "Oh my god!" Carla screamed. "I'm cumminnggg! Don, Don, I'm cumming again!" She yelled louder than she had ever before as her orgasm crashed over her. She flung her legs up, one high heel shoe coming off and flying across the room and striking the mirror. Lost in ecstasy, Carla's conscious mind lost control of her body; it was just along for the ride. With another loud scream, she exploded in orgasm. Waves of sexual electricity raced throughout her, as her clit and vagina were stimulated all at the same time. One orgasm turned into two orgasms, which seemed to turn into a third and a fourth. She heard a distant voice scream and moan as in pure ecstasy. Don wildly thrust his hips, still plunging deeply inside Carla. With his eyes squeezed tightly shut, he tried to contend with the most exquisite orgasm of some time. Spurt after spurt of heated cum came from the head of his cock for what seemed like a solid minute. Thrust after thrust he never slowed. He was gasping for breath by the time he finally stopped ejaculating. His cock and body continued to tremble on long after. As his own passion slowly subsided Don once again focused his attention on his lover. He gazed on Carla's nude body as it still involuntarily twitched from the intense orgasms it had obviously experienced with the loud screams they had prompted. He grinned for a second wondering if their fellow hotel guests had heard her ecstasy. He knew he couldn't believe how amazing he felt. He held onto his lover for the longest time, kissing her and letting her come down from the shattering high he still felt from inside her. With a final moan, Carla drifted into unconsciousness. Sometime later as Carla remained sleeping, Don got a cool wash cloth and wiped her face, neck and chest. Then he wiped the mutual mess they had made from her thighs and elsewhere. She didn't move through any of it. He tossed the cloth toward the bathroom and crawled back in bed beside her. He pulled the covers up over the both of them. As spent as he was himself it only took minutes before he joined her again in a mutually peaceful slumber. * ...they'll be back! Coming: Sunday