0 comments/ 48198 views/ 1 favorites It Happened Tonight By: KrisCoyote12 It was a surprisingly cool August night. The crickets could be heard chirping loud and clear, singing out their last summer symphonies with bellowed determination—they would soon be silenced by the Fall. A gentle wind rocked the trees, clipping their leaves from their branches, settling again, in preparation for the arrival of some distant storm. On such a night as this, the last few breaths of summer love were being taken—yet they were still strong. Even with spring in the far past, the little lovers still frisked about, chasing each other up trees, flying together in the clouds, pollinating the world with their romance. This was even true in my own home. As I lied awake that night, a calming stillness gripped my inner spirit, and relaxed it. Whatever had been worrying me in the days before was now vanquished from my mind, for someone else lay next to me in bed at that moment. I smiled and turned my head to the side. Even in the darkness of my bedroom I could see clearly the few tresses of her hair spread out on the pillow next to me. She lay silent and undisturbed, like the purity of fresh spring water. Just the sound of her lungs working air smoothly in and out was calming and reassuring—I could listen to her all night. Her head was turned away from me of course, but I could still see her soft blue eyes—they always seemed to sparkle, even in the dimmest light. And how she seduced me with those silky legs! Those lips! I wondered how she got away with such beauty... We had just met only this evening of course, strange as it seems. I'm not quite clear on how it all happened. It just happened...She had caught my eye while I was waiting in line to buy The Dryers' new album. The store had just received a new shipment of CDs, and I happened to be one of the lucky ones who were in there when it arrived. Of course, since the store was already packed with other Dryers fans, when the new shipment was delivered, the store owners decided to just hand the CDs out at the front counter. A long line quickly formed, and was soon strung all the way out of the entrance. I found myself towards the middle of the line, although I had no worries about them running out of CDs—it was a pretty large order, from what I had heard. Nothing was going to tear me away from my place in line...Nothing, until I saw her. She was standing over in the jazz section, looking through various titles. Her long uncombed, hair hung down in several golden blonde strands, covering the side of her face. I didn't know if she even had a face. I craned my neck, trying to see around her, but to no avail. I sniffed the air to discover her wonderful scent, and I suddenly felt hypnotized by her presence. I just had to see her face! I continued to watch her fingering away through numerous stacks of CDs. I watched her every move—my eyes did not stray from her for a second. I watched her walk slowly along the aisle, as the fur coat draped delicately over her shoulders swung from side to side. As she began to work her way down towards the rock section, closer to where I stood, she turned her head slightly, and I gazed upon her marvelous face. I swear, right then we locked eyes and did not look away for a moment. She was stunningly beautiful. She immediately reminded me of one of those women who decorate the covers of beauty magazines. For a minute I wondered if maybe I had had seen her before—she definitely met the qualifications for a cover of her own. But there was something different about the way she smiled and the way her eyes were focused directly on me told me there was much more to know than that. Who was she? Forgetting all about my other plans, I removed myself from the crowd, and began walking calmly over to introduce myself. I didn't know why, but I felt strangely drawn to her, like a fish to bait. She was reeling me in. As I approached her, my pulse quickened, but I felt very calm indeed. I leaned my body slightly against the CD rack, and smiled softly. She acknowledged my presence and looked straight up into me with those sparkling blue eyes and unfazed smile. My knees suddenly became weak, and I felt on the verge of keeling over. Maybe I even wanted to at that point, but I kept my stance firm. We kept our eyes locked. She did not shift her gaze at all, nor did I. We kept a strong focus on each other, as if we were searching deep within our souls for strength and confidence. My lips began to tremble as I felt the first words slide off the tip of my tongue. "Hi," I said... ...Smiling in the dark, I shifted my weight to my back and stared at the ceiling. I could still hear her breathing softly. I tilted my head again, to watch her. She looked exhausted, with one arm tucked securely under her pillow, the other dangling freely palm-open over the bed. She needed a good rest. Entranced, I gently stroked her head, tracing her silkiness with my fingers. She was soft to the touch—but not angelically soft...just soft. "Hi." That word echoed in my mind. That one word had initiated a night of sheer dazzlement. Who knew it could ever do so much for me? Satisfied, I turned my head back to the ceiling and closed my eyes... ..."Hi," she answered back. Her voice fit her appearance well. She was a flute to my ears: light, but cheerful. I didn't feel so weak anymore. "You like jazz?" I asked her. "Yup. Wouldn't be over here if I didn't now would I?" she said, and snickered. "No, I guess not," I said. "I'm partial to it, myself." "Yeah?" She raised an eyebrow. I simply nodded my head, not straying my eyes from her for a minute. "That's cool," she remarked. "Louis Armstrong and Miles Davis?" "Yeah, they're two of favorites," I said. "Have you ever listened to any John Coltrane?" "Oh yes," she said "He's amazing..." she paused. "I actually don't know too many jazz artists. I just listen to whatever sounds good. I don't worry about distinguishing between them." "Yeah, me neither," I said. "I just know the classic players." "Like Davis and Armstrong," she finished. "Exactly," I said, and laughed. She laughed too. We continued to look deep inside each other, searching for secrets, flaws, emotions, anything. I was burning up, but I felt no pain, only curiosity. "So what brings you hear tonight?" she inquired. "Oh, you know, just the usual browsing," I answered, which was not entirely true. "That's cool. Same here. I was hoping to find some Sonny Rollins, but they don't seem to carry any." "Oh, that's too bad," I remarked. "Yeah," she sighed. Then, smiling, "I'll live though." I laughed along with her again. "Boy there certainly is a big crowd tonight," she said, looking over my shoulder. "Wonder why?" "Yeah, the new album by The Dryers just came out," I said, looking back at the long line behind me. "Oh, is that what it is?" she said. "Yeah...I heard the store just received a large order of CDs, so they're just handing them out at the front, I guess." "Hmm...pretty odd way to run a business," she said, changing her tone a little. "Oh well, if that's how it shall be then that's how it is." "You're right on that one," I commented. "Well thank-you," she answered sweetly, fluttering her delicate eyelids at me. "Aren't they a local band?" she asked. "Who, the Dryers?" I inquired. "Yeah," she said. "I think so. I've actually heard them live a few times. They're pretty good. They're like rock, but they have this kind of unusual element to them. Their lead guitarist can make some pretty odd sounds come out of his amp." "Really?" "Yeah, they're a pretty wicked band." "Hmm...I'll have to check them out sometime," she said. "Yeah," I said, looking back at the crowd for a second. I suddenly remembered why I had come here in the first place. I turned my gaze back to the beauty standing in front of me. Nothing was going to attract my eye away from her again. "Hey, what's your name by the way?" I asked. There was silence. She just stared straight at me with those marvelous eyes, and leaned against the CD rack, throwing her hips out some. "Oh what does it matter?" she said. "What are our real names, anyway? They only identify us. Why can't we have a different name each day? Just wake up every morning and be someone new? I'd much prefer not to have a name at all. You know what I mean?" I didn't say a word after that. I just stood silent, looking into her eyes, trying to get a grip on what news she had just spilled into my mind. "Sure," I said. No more needed to be said. She kept her eyes on me. Her smile did not loosen at all. I felt I was living in slow motion at that moment. Everything else around me stopped and disappeared. I could see only her. I could not escape. "Do you live around here?" she asked me, breaking my concentration. "Y-yeah," I responded, somewhat startled. "I live about twenty minutes from here." "Cool," she said. "I live about that far. Do you live in the Northwest section?" "Yep." "Me too! That's so cool. I've never seen you before, though." "Yeah, I guess you could say I don't get out much," I said, swinging my feet from side to side. "Oh...Well, I don't get out much either, but I make an effort to every now and then." "I hear you!" I said, and chuckled. Again, she joined in with me. My stomach was beginning to boil. I didn't know if I was hungry or if I was just excited. I figured it was a combination of the two. And her next words would satisfy the two almost at once. "So what do you say we get out of here and grab something to eat?" She asked, looking at me with those eyes. It was hard not to say no to them. "Yeah, that sounds like fun." "Cool, she said, giggling some. "I live for the unknown!" I couldn't help but laugh. She was quite an amusing character...and an attractive one at that. The closer I got to her, the closer I felt in spirit. It was quite a feeling. So off we went, out of the store, into the cold evening. We kept our distance between each other, of course, as we walked. But there was some force at work, trying to bring us together, trying to make us touch. She was entrancing to every sense, no doubt. Only time would tell what would become of that night... ...A soft mechanical sound awoke me. My eyes slowly opened, and I again stared out into the blackness of my bedroom. She still lay asleep next to me. Only now she had shifted to her other side. Her face was turned towards me lightly, though not directly at me. In any case, I knew that she was thinking about me in her sleep, even if I couldn't see it in her eyes...Her face was the only face I wished to gaze upon. It comforted me just to look at her, just to watch her. She looked so innocent with her eyes closed, her expression untwisted and calm...I scooted closer to her, feeling her body heat surround me. My hand groped her bare shoulder, and caressed gently. A soft moan escaped her lips as she began to stir for the first time since she had fallen asleep. She liked my touch. She responded to it well...Placing my arm around her waist, I pulled myself against her, sharing with her my warmth, and shut my eyes once again... ...We walked through the fairly lighted parking lot, still keeping our narrow distance, but all the while feeling drawn to one another. Neither of us could know from this point what would ever become of those feelings, but they were strong indeed. "Do you drive?" she asked me, as if questioning why we were walking through the parking lot. "Yeah," I answered her. "Do you want to take my car?" "I guess so," she said. "My car's a wreck right now. It needs a lot of repairs." "Well mine's no basket of fruit either," I admitted. She gave me a sideways glance. "Basket of fruit? That's an interesting comparison." "Yeah, just an expression I picked off of some movie." "Cool." She certainly could not be easily weirded out. That was for sure. We approached my faded blue Volvo, although you could hardly tell it was faded in the darkness. She seemed to like it well enough, as I caught her staring at it, looking over all the cracked plastic parts and dented metal. It seemed as if she was admiring it. Her car couldn't have been in that bad a condition! I turned my attention from the car and looked her over again, studying her features, her expressions. Still searching for what lay within her. What was she hiding from me? There was something, and I wanted to know what it was. I was certain I would know very soon. She must have felt me staring at her. She instantly looked up at me, and gave me an impatient look. "Well? Are we going or not?" she asked, jutting her lower lips forward some. I nodded my head, dug my keys out of my coat pocket, and opened the door. It was even chillier inside the car. I shivered, my body still trying to adjust to the temperature. My arm reached over and unlocked the passenger door. She climbed in and sat down comfortably, resting her hand on her thigh. Oh how that sight was arousing to me! She surely did not have to make a big effort to seduce me. I felt determined to make this night memorable, and I was sure it would be when it was over. Smiling, I started up the engine and began pulling carefully out of the space. I was stopped shortly, though as an enormous SUV came speeding down the aisle, nearly missing my back side. I had heard it a few seconds before, its bass blaring, disturbing the tranquil outside, its engine roaring like a demon. I watched it race down the parking lot, and turn the corner without even slowing down, and saw its red tail lights move off into the distance. I was fumed, no doubt. People just drove me mad sometimes, especially on the road. No one knew how to drive, it seemed. I looked over at the beauty in the passenger seat. She retained her calm, innocent expression, unfazed by the near-collision. Her presence gave a warm feeling to the air inside the car. Suddenly, I didn't feel as angry anymore. Just seeing her smile in such dim light was purely intoxicating. No one could do me any wrong. Satisfied I put my arm around the back of the seat and continued pulling out of the space. There were many places that we could have gone on this side of town at this time of night. All the nightclubs and bars were less than two blocks away. A lot of the partying students tended to hang out around there. But we were looking for a much more subtle affair...some place quiet and relaxed. I didn't get out of the house much of course, but I was familiar enough with the area to know where everything was. I did know of a nice little coffee shop/poetry type place that was close by. I wondered if she liked poetry. "Do know of a place called Latona's Café?" I asked her, glancing from the road for a quick second. "Yeah, I go there sometimes," she said. "That's cool. I was thinking about going there. What do you say?" "Sure, that'd be nice," she said looking at me, revealing her smile even more. "I actually haven't been there in a while. It'll be interesting to see what new things they have there." "Yeah," I agreed fondly. My attention turned forward as I suddenly realized that I had nearly running through a red light. My pulse quickened, as I waited almost anxiously to see the red and blue lights flashing in my rear view mirror, but none appeared, and I began to ease up on the gas, swallowing harder. "You know, you should really relax more when you're with me. There is nothing to fear." "I-it's not you," I stammered. "Oh," I heard her mumble, "Well then is it this?" I glanced over at her. She had turned sideways in her seat, giving me a wonderful view of her legs peeking out from under her black silk dress. I had the urge to run my hands over them, but I kept steady at the wheel. Beads of sweat formed on the tip of my nose, and I began breathing harder. I heard her giggle softly, and I turned my head towards her again, smiling nervously. It wasn't her I was afraid of. It was what lay ahead of me. My gaze kept shifting from the road back to her. Every time I looked at her, it seemed more and more of her legs were being revealed. Her smile did not fade, and she kept her eyes locked on me, showing off her delicate legs. She began running her fingers down her thighs, lightly tracing them with her nails. I could barely stand the anticipation. What was she doing to me? She was messing with my mind, of course, giving me a taste of her seduction. I was intent on returning the favor. She would pay for this. As we came up over a small hill, I saw the white neon-lit sign of Latona's come into view. I pulled off into the nearest parking lot, and drove towards the small café. I looked over at my seductive beauty again. Her eyes were wide with amazement. She seemed entranced by the bright sign, even as small as it was. She looked eager to get inside. I parked in the nearest space and shut off the engine. Before I got out, I looked over at her again. She looked at me. We stared each other full for an entire ten seconds, my eyes in hers, our breathing in perfect harmony. My face felt strangely drawn to hers and our lips seemed to come closer and closer as we stared. Just before they touched though, she broke off, and said, "Well, let's go have some fun!" and hopped out of the car. I smiled, following along with her game, and stepped back out into the cold air. I hardly realized how hot and stuffy it had become inside the car. What torture she put me through! We walked towards the entrance, closer this time. I felt our hands brush light against each other as we moved. Things were definitely looking up. I held the glass door open and entered after her. We were greeted with the mixed scent of dust, strong coffee, cappuccino, and human sweat. The air was as hot and stuffy as the car. The brick walls showed marvelous signs of aging and the floors were evident of years and years of feet trampling in from the outside. This surely wasn't a place for formal attire. But ah, this was college life. It felt just like home. We stood in the entranceway for a short moment, allowing our eyes to adjust to the light. From what I could tell, the rest of the building was dark, almost deserted. I could hear voices coming from another room down the dimly lit hall a ways. This gave me some reassurance. As we both entered the room, there seemed to be no reaction from anyone to our appearance. The person up on stage continued with his act still keeping the audience's silent fascination. The crowd itself seemed rather small, but I couldn't know for sure about these places. I lacked certain knowledge about them anyway. I decided, for tonight, I wouldn't let that notion bother me, and followed her towards the back of the narrow room. It was difficult, trying to weave through all the outstretched legs and tables, most of which were empty anyway. I did not know for sure why she wanted to venture all the way to the back of the room. It was far away from the stage, of course, and it was certainly darker. Why didn't she take one of the tables up close? There were plenty of empty ones. I sighed, and figured she had her reasons. Perhaps she couldn't see from close up? Or maybe the PA was too loud? Whatever it was, I felt perfectly fine with it. I wasn't about to dampen her mood any. We stopped at the very back wall, at a round booth with a small table, and sat down quietly. The speaker was now a midget, almost entirely covered by the glare of the bright spotlights. As I settled myself into the booth, I took a note of the room. It wasn't as wide as it was long. It was very compact, poorly designed in my opinion. It looked more like a hallway than a room. The chairs and tables tended to take up a lot of the space, creating a hellish path to waddle through. How many toes had been stepped on and broken in this place, I wondered? I couldn't even imagine what it was like on a busy night! Laughing softly to myself, I turned my eyes over to her. She was slumped forward, leaning her elbows on the table, resting her head on them. She didn't look at all interested in the speaker, keeping her attention directed towards me. I was beginning to find this attention a little intimidating. There was something about the way she looked at me with that absolute sincerity that kept chills running down my spine. It was kind of arousing, though. I could tell she wanted me. But did I want her? It Happened Tonight I rested back against the seat and focused back on the front. For a moment I felt comfortable, but every time I looked back at her, there she was, staring me through. No matter how hard I tried to concentrate on what the speaker was saying, I could feel those eyes burning though me. The strange thing was, I didn't feel nervous, nor did I feel threatened, but I felt anticipated. The same question kept running through my head: What would she do next? I was eager to have that question answered every time it came up, but just as simple, her eyes seemed to tell me everything. They told me, "Patience..." What did that mean? Would I ever find that out? Soon, my eyes begin to burn, and I had to shift my gaze back to the darkness. I tried looking down at the table or at the floor, or even at the ceiling, but I always ended up back at her. She was a magnet, indeed; a powerful one. I couldn't help but feel impressed. Whatever she was trying to achieve, she sure was determined to reach it. And I was more than willing to help her. I suddenly felt her hand on mine. I hadn't even realized I'd put it there. I looked down at hers, and watched her rub gently. Perhaps that is where it was destined to be put. She kept her eyes on mine, and smiled innocently. Once again, I felt the emotions build up inside again, and I welcomed them this time with an open heart. I knew it had to be true. She was making it happen. I did want her. I scooted closer to her and freed my hand, placing it on her soft shoulder. I brought my face down to hers as she had begun to lean back more against the seat into a comfortable position. I gripped her other shoulder, firmly yet softly, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, bringing my face closer to hers. As we leaned in, we slowly closed our eyes and felt our lips touch for the very first time. The sensation I felt at that moment was purely arousing. It was a very warm feeling inside. Nothing could substitute for it. It was the feeling I had longed for, ever since I had first laid eyes on her. I knew she was pleased. Keeping our lips and tongue intact, I felt her begin to slide down against the seat, allowing me to push more on top of her. I figured this is what she wanted. We kept pushing and sliding back until I was lying directly on top of her. She seemed to love the warmth I gave to her. For, she pressed my body hard against hers, causing our groins to grind together. Waves a pleasure seared though my body, making us both gasp out. She would keep doing that every so often, and each time she did, we would gasp out, louder than before. I started to push against her when she did it, causing even more pleasure to sear through my body. What an experience we were having! We were sharing every bit of passion that had worked up inside our bodies all night. It was absolutely amazing, being able to release it. We continued to make out heavily, pushing and sliding against the seat. I could feel the emotions inside me building and building even more. They were at their peak it felt like. Nothing could raise them any further. I buried my face into her neck, kissing her all over. She tilted her head back, breathing heavily from the pleasure. I worked my way down into her button-down shirt teasing her breasts, licking over the tops. I could tell she enjoyed every bit of it, hearing her loud gasps of ecstasy in response. I was sending her over the edge. Of course, over the edge was very precise. For right then, she began unbuttoning her top, looking at me eagerly as she did so. I stared back into her eyes, searching them thoroughly, longing for what lay ahead. They sure did keep a lot of secrets. I was more than eager to know what those secrets were. As she undid the last button, I pushed myself off of her, and allowed her to sit up. As soon as she had taken off her fur coat and dropped it on the seat, she again leaned back with her legs wide open, and pulled her shirt up over her head. To my surprise, she was not wearing a bra at all. Her glorious breasts could be seen clearly to my eyes, even in the darkness. Her bright pink nipples stood out, erect as could be, waiting to be touched...waiting to be licked. I knew there was no turning back now. I scooted myself over to her again, and began to fondle her breasts with my delicate hands, running my fingers over her nipples. I felt completely entranced at the warmth of her response to my touch. She gasped loudly at the feeling of my hand on her bare skin. Hearing her gasp like that, I felt determined to satisfy her fully. I gently squeezed her breasts with my hands and lowered my mouth to them, sucking on them hard, and flicking my tongue along them excitingly. Her breathing intensified as I looked up at her grinning face. She was loving this, I could tell, her eyes gently shut, mouth emanating continuous gasps of ecstasy. She looked possessed. Yet, that's exactly what I had intended to do: to possess her with passion. Forgetting all about everyone and everything else in the room, I sat back up and removed my own shirt, letting her run her hands over my chest and arms. She looked at me almost hungrily, her eyes gleaming in the darkness. I shivered at the sight of them. What would they tell her to do next? I concentrated on her touch, arousing as it was to both her and me. I felt her hands trace down my chest, down my stomach, down to the growing bulge in my pants. She flashed me a rather sadistic smile as she rubbed her hand upon my throbbing cock. She began tracing its length with her fingernail through my jeans. She looked absolutely enthralled at the feeling of it. She poked it lightly, causing it to twitch. She giggled softly, and looked at me again. Looking into her eyes, I could tell she wanted me. She couldn't wait any longer. Bringing her hand back to my chest, she pushed me back flat against the seat and kneeled over me, straddling her legs around mine. She began to unfasten my jeans, working quickly and eagerly. My pulse began to race more rapidly and my breathing began to grow harder, as I felt the anticipation build. Our emotions were on the fringe of being released. We were desperate to climax. At last, she had freed my hard cock. She just kind of looked down upon it with amazement for a long moment. It was quite a sight to her. I could sense that she wanted it. She cupped her hands tightly around the shaft and began moving them up and down, slowly masturbating me. This motion sent absolute waves of pleasure through my body, and I shut my eyes tightly at the sensation. It was quite a feeling. Yet, as much as I was enjoying this titillation, she was intent on wasting no more time. Before I even had the chance to enjoy her soft caress, she quickly dove right on to my cock, taking it in her mouth, and wrapping her tongue around it. I actually found this new sensation more pleasurable. I gasped louder than before, feeling her mouth move rapidly up and down my shaft. She began to moan, causing her mouth to vibrate around my cock. My hands dug into the edge of the seat as the feelings of pleasure soared. She was obviously experienced at this, but I did not mind. She knew what she was doing, and I was thrilled to have her pleasuring me as much as she was. It was absolutely amazing. Feeling my climax beginning to build, I tilted my head up quickly, and looked down at her. Just seeing her there kneeled over me, moaning, pumping my cock in and out of her mouth and seeing it glisten with her saliva, was enough to send me over the edge. I bucked my hips hard, forcing my cock deeper inside her mouth, and gasped loudly as my climax exploded in her mouth. The feelings of extreme pleasure surmounted and ran through every little nook and cranny of my body. She moaned even louder as my cum shot into her mouth and slid down her throat. She sucked on the head, making sure to not miss a drop, and swallowed eagerly. There was nothing that could have satisfied her or me more. As she pulled back up, I watched her lick her lips, and smile, flashing her teeth in a mischievous grin. When every bit had been savored, she lied down on top of me and brought her face down to mine, kissing me full on the lips. I was dazed, having experienced such pleasure, especially in a very public place! I hoped no one had seen us! Of course, I only needed to hear her voice and see her shimmering eyes to lessen that fear. "How about we finish this outside?" she said, smiling deviously... ...Sighing, I again opened my eyes to darkness and listened to the steady breathing of my beauty. I could still hear her, but something was different, she seemed to be breathing more consciously. I turned my head to face her and met her shimmering eyes penetrating me there in the darkness. "Hi," I greeted warmly. She smiled at my words. "Hi." "Did I wake you?" I asked her. "No, I just had to use the bathroom." "Oh...well I haven't been able to sleep much," I explained. "How come?" "Just been thinking about...tonight." I said, yawning. "Yeah?" "And how much fun we had," I added, smiling. "Well, we had ourselves a blast tonight didn't we?" she giggled, snuggling closer. "Oh yes we did." I agreed. "You were awesome!" she praised. I smiled even bigger. "So were you." "I've never had an orgasm quite like that before!" Hearing that made me I smile in satisfaction. "Well," I said, bringing my lips to hers, "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." We laughed with each other again, and touched our lips together. Her touch was as soft and warm as ever. We began caressing each other's tongues, making love with our mouths, and slowly grinded our bodies together. The feelings of pleasure began to soar yet again, as I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me. We began to moan together, tasting each other, enjoying each other's warmth. Nothing could have been sweeter... ...We bustled out of the café entrance and paced ourselves back across the parking lot through the chilled air. We had ignored all the stares and hushed whispers as we walked past everyone, heading out of the lounge. We didn't care what anyone thought of us. We were enjoying ourselves, and nothing could keep us from being together. We were destined to find each other. Our auras of sexuality had been drawn together strongly. They were inseparable. As we climbed inside my car, the tension immediately seized us both and we jumped into each other's arms, locking lips and tongue together. She tasted so sweet to me, as I did to her. I could not let her go. I didn't want to...I would never. Unseen forces bound us together. They were strong forces, indeed; forces that with every second drew our bodies and minds closer and closer together. We just had to release this tension. We were suffering badly. We finally drew our faces back and I started up the car. As I began to drive away, she placed on hand on my lap and groped my once-more rising large bulge tightly. Immense pleasure shot through my body, and I smiled at her. We would satisfy each other indefinitely that night. I could feel it. Whatever desires lay deep within us would be fulfilled. It took less than twenty minutes to arrive back at my apartment. Maybe we had gotten there so quickly because I had been driving so fast? I was lucky again, not to have been pulled over. Of course, I wouldn't have taken such a risk any other day, but this night just felt so special. I wanted to just live it. I followed my beauty up the stairs, eyeing her wondrous shape closely. Her hips, her legs, her hair, she just seemed to encompass everything physical that I had ever wanted in a woman. And the way she shared her emotions with me. Ah! I could not ask for more! We came to my door finally, and I unlocked it eagerly, all the while wearing a huge smile. I opened the door and allowed her to go in before me. The warm darkness hit us both immediately. It was the perfect setting. The apartment was small, of course, but we didn't need much space. We didn't care what happened. We just wanted to have fun together. I didn't bother turning on a light. I could sense she wanted it this way, too. As I looked at her silhouette amongst the barely visible blinds on the back window, I felt deeply entranced. There was such a dark mystique surrounding her body...so passionate, yet so intimidating. It turned me on like never before. What exactly was she feeling? Why had I been drawn to her? Where would we end up? I had to know. Stepping behind her, I helped her out of her coat and shirt, which she had already begun removing herself (That's another thing I liked about her: initiative). I removed my own shirt and jeans and tossed them on the ground with the rest of her clothes. Stepping, now, closer, I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my chest against her back. I massaged her breasts gently, moving my hands in a circular motion. She began to moan, and she tilted her head back to meet my lips. We shared a long, deep passionate kiss right there. I knew things were destined to be like this right then. The way she held fast to my lips and tongue, the way her body responded wetly to my touch. She wanted me...I could feel it...and we would have to wait no longer. Standing fully naked in my dark apartment, she walked across the living room and lied down on the rug centered in the living room. In the darkness I could see her open her legs wide, inviting me in. Without hesitation, I followed her lead and lied down on top of her. The warmth of the full length of her body surprised me, and I gasped loudly as I pressed my weight against her. She gasped too, and we began sharing steamy, lengthy kisses. I just could not lose interest in her taste! It was so addicting! Feeling our bodies growing hotter, we began grinding together, enjoying the intense feelings of pleasure that seared though us. Nothing could break the spell. Suddenly my beauty sat up, with a most eager look filling her shimmering eyes. Whatever thoughts or ideas she had brewing in there I did not know of, but I was determined to satisfy her exactly as she wanted. She stood up for a moment, allowing me a long deep look at her lovely ass, and then kneeled down in front of me on all fours. She turned her head to face me and nodded, smiling deviously. I smiled back, and kneeled down behind her. The tension was building. This moment had been destined to arrive. I was about to head down a new road with a woman who obviously couldn't get enough of me. I had a good feeling about her. I was in control. Suddenly, I felt the tension break, and I grabbed her hips and pushed against her. We both gasped loudly as our warm skin met. My cock plunged deep into her waiting pussy, and a new sensation quickly tingled up through the depths of my body. She was a tight virgin. I felt like I was being swallowed up, as her insides clasped tightly around my cock, and pulled me in deeper. We had wanted each other so badly, and now we had each other. The intense pleasure we were feeling only helped to acknowledge that. Our hormones were racing like crazy. I began thrusting in and out of her nice and slow, but as the pleasure increased, so did my momentum. I could hardly control it. Yet, she was enjoying it. Through her loud gasps and heavy breathing, she was screaming out, asking for more. "Oh yes! Harder baby! Harder!" There was such desperation in her voice; it turned me on ever more. Of course, I could barely speak at all I was working so hard! But the pleasure I was giving her was satisfying her well enough. All she needed to hear from me was the sound of my cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. It was a lovely sound, too—and the sound of my crotch slapping against her ass as I thrust in and out of her—it was all very enticing. But just when I thought things couldn't get anymore interesting, she motioned for me to stop, got up and turned back around. I remained in my kneeling position as she lowered her head again, and clasped her lips around my hard cock. She began sucking me off intensely, rapidly moving up and down my shaft, sucking hard as she came back up. She starting to moan loudly, which only increased the pleasure. She knew I liked it. I continued to watch her head bob up and down over my cock, enjoying the pleasure she was so well giving me. When she finally ceased her sucking and bobbing, she turned back around once again, and raised her beautiful ass to me. I positioned myself behind her as before, and grasped her hips tightly. I was just about to plunge back into her pussy, when she stopped me short with one raise of her hand. She didn't say anything at first. Instead, she traced her own finger down her back side, sliding it over her hips and in between her round, firm cheeks. Her backside began to spread wider as her finger penetrated the opening to her lovely anus. She gasped slightly as she began fingering her ass, and didn't waste anytime in giving me the signaling glance to take over. I smiled, knowing what she wanted. "Fuck me there," she said, breathing heavier than before. "Don't worry about lubrication." Giving me a quick wink, she turned her head back around, waiting for me. Feeling the anticipation grow, I eagerly placed my cock at the opening of her tight hole, and then slowly but surely, pushed the head against it. She immediately gasped out, but not in pain. Her gasp was of pure pleasure. I continued, pressing against the opening, until finally my head broke through her tight, hot entrance. I slowly pushed in further and further, hearing her gasps and moans grow louder, and before I knew it the base of my cock was right up against her backside. Feelings of pure ecstasy shot through me like never before. It felt so good being inside her like that. She was so tight. Through her moans and gasps, I knew she was feeling what I was feeling as well. I slowly pulled my cock out, stopping halfway to see her reaction. I couldn't quite tell, but her face seemed to light up, then. Her eyes shot open wide and her eyebrows rose with the pleasure. Seeing this reaction I plunged back in and out. With each thrust, she gasped out, louder than before. Pretty soon, I had worked up a good pace, and was pumping in and out of her tight ass with incredible ease. I was in heaven. Her ass was practically swallowing my cock whole, sending unbelievable feelings of pleasure searing though my body. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed throughout the apartment. "Oh god! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" I could hear her loud and clear between gasps. I had long since desired a woman who enjoyed this. She was my perfect beauty. My perfect sexual goddess. With both of our bodies sweating with ambition, I began to feel my climax build and build. I kept thrusting in and out of her, grabbing her ass tightly, her screams and groans only filling me with more desire. It was like a fantasy story in motion, our meeting resembling the introduction, our escapade in the café representing the rising action, and the climax... Suddenly, I felt my cum explode from my cock and shoot deeply into her. As I pulled out, she screamed in her own orgasm and began to shake all over. It was an intense one from what I could tell. She moaned out ever so loudly, enjoying her own climax. I watched in amazement, as my cum sprayed all over her back. She rolled over quickly and opened her mouth wide, not wanting to let my load go to waste. She licked her lips as I my hot cum kept erupting from my cock and dropped into her mouth. It was a taste that could satisfy her like no other. I lowered myself and allowed her to savor my cock fully. She took it in her mouth sucking hard, savoring every drop. She loved it. We were in our own little pleasure zone. We remained still for a long while, allowing the emotions and sensations to sink in. The scent of our sex drifted through the air and filled the room with passion, as both our orgasms began to simmer. We could both sense the romance between us. This was the beginning of something wonderful. What it was, we did not know, but it felt good. It Happened Tonight Feeling both our bodies shake with exhaustion, I lied down next to her and stared deeply into her shimmering eyes. So beautifully they shined. They told me everything. I knew she was satisfied. The glint in her eyes could not be mistaken. We had given ourselves to one another—our emotions, our desires, our bodies, everything. It was an experience we would both remember. Curling up beside my beauty, I rested my head on her chest. I closed my eyes and listened to her heartbeat. It was still racing, but it was a joyous sound nonetheless. She was alive with passion. Every nerve in her body was screaming out. Lifting her arms up, she clasped tightly around me, embracing my naked body fully against hers. I couldn't have imagined a more perfect night.