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It's Time Ch. 02

By: biggun76



Since that fateful New Year's Eve experience, my wife and I have been anxious to explore further. It was about a month or so later when we finally found some willing participants. I was at work one day when I overheard a couple of women having a revealing conversation. The one woman, Nicole was explaining that her husband Ethan had been bugging her about wanting to see her with another man, but she was nervous about it. She went on to say that he had even gone as far as having a few friends over to try to push the issue, but Nicole had never given in. I immediately called Maria when I heard them talking. Maria had met Nicole at a party and had mentioned at the time how pretty she thought she was, so I figured she'd be up for it. I was right, Maria was ecstatic when I told her. 

Nicole and I had worked very closely on a project a few months back, and there had been plenty of sexual tension between us. Being that we were both married, neither of us had spoken a word about it, but it didn't take a genius to know what was going on. More than once, another co-worker had kidded us about just how "close" we'd become, but we both just laughed it off. As soon as the conversation was over, I went straight to Nicole's desk. "Nicole, I was wondering if you might be available for lunch today." I asked her.

"As a matter of fact, I was supposed to be meeting Ethan, but he got held up, so yes I am." She replied.

She gathered her purse and jacket and we headed out. We were having a wonderful time catching up since we hadn't had much chance to talk for awhile. It wasn't until dessert that I had an opportunity to brooch the subject of sex.

"Nicole, I don't want to be too forward, but I couldn't help but hear your conversation with Amber earlier." I admitted.

"What do you mean? What conversation?" She asked, playing dumb.

"I'm just going to throw my cards on the table." I answered. "Maria and I had sex with another couple about a month ago, and we'd like to do it again. I heard what you said about Ethan wanting to watch you with another man, so I was wondering if the two of you would be interested in getting together with us?"

"Damn, I have to admit, I didn't see that coming when I woke up this morning!" She said, excitedly. "Before I say yes for sure, I have to talk with Ethan, but I'm sure he'll agree. When did you have in mind?"

"The sooner, the better." I answered. "Tomorrow's Friday, would that be okay?"

"Give me a second, let me call Ethan." She replied.

Since I obviously couldn't hear Ethan's end of the conversation, let me fast-forward.

As Nicole shut the phone she smiled and said, "We're on!" I paid the check and we headed back to work. I told her to be at our house at 8. Nicole seemed very excited about the prospect of being with us. "You know, I've wanted you for so long. I could hardly breathe whenever I was around you." She admitted. "I wasn't sure if I could be with another man, but Ethan's been bugging the hell out of me. Now I know I'll be able to satisfy him!"

"Well Nicole, I don't think it's a secret that I wanted you too." I told her. "And Maria was very impressed with both of you, and I know she's just as excited."

We got back to the office and parted. When I got home that night, Maria riddled me with questions. I could tell that she was elated over the opportunity to be with Ethan.

The next day at work I bumped into Nicole more in one day than I had in the past month. If I went to get a cup of coffee, she had too. If I went to the mail room, she was there too. It wasn't on purpose, just a great coincidence. Each time we saw each other, we'd just give a look and smile. I couldn't wait to fuck her and wanted to throw her down right there at work! As she was leaving, she stopped by my office and dropped a note on my desk, then left. I quickly opened it. It said, "Just a couple of hours until we fuck each other's brains out! Love, Nicole." My cock twitched with excitement. 

When I got home, Maria was in the shower. I quickly undressed and joined her. "What the hell are you doing in here? She asked, startled. "You better put that thing away; you're going to need it later!"

I wanted to fuck the shit out of her right then, but she was having none of it. As we were finishing up, the door bell rang. It was only 7:30, so I had no idea who it was. I was dressed, so I headed downstairs while Maria finished up. I opened the door, and sure enough, it was Nicole and Ethan.

"Sorry we're early, but we just couldn't wait any longer!" Nicole told me. 

"No problem, Maria's just finishing up; she'll be down in a minute." I reassured them.

We went into the living room and sat down. I popped open a bottle of champagne and handed them each a glass. As we sat there and talked, I couldn't take my eyes off Nicole. As I'd told them, they'd dressed casually, but she still looked amazing. She was wearing a tight retro t-shirt and a pair of jeans, and a pair of flip-flops. Her long curly red hair rested atop her tits which were straining beneath the t-shirt. They weren't huge, but probably a small C-cup. Nicole had a nice cushiony ass to match them, and I could see the waistband of her panties peeking out of her jeans. I had to admit, Ethan is also attractive. He's about 6'1" and well-built, with short black hair to match his dark skin. He also was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. Nicole was putting the flirting into overdrive as we waited for Maria. At one point, Ethan told her to go sit next to me. She did just that and plopped down nearly on top of me, pressing her body close to mine. 

After about 15 minutes that felt like a lifetime, Maria joined us. Her hair was still wet and very curly, just the way I like it. She had on a tight black blouse and a pair of too-tight jeans that accentuated her shapely ass. She came over to where we were sitting and approached Nicole. Nicole stood up and Maria gave her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. Maria pulled Nicole in very tight to her and held on for what seemed like an extra-long time. In fact, Nicole was blushing by the time Maria backed away. Maria turned to Ethan and he stood up to greet her. He put out his hand, but Maria had more in mind. She leaned up to his face and thrust her lips onto his. I could see her shove her tongue into his mouth, and soon his came into view as well. I was surprised that he wasn't startled at all. Maria forcefully pushed him down onto the floor and continued kissing him. 

Nicole took the cue and turned to me. I placed my hand under her chin and pulled her mouth to mine. She has rather large lips that felt wonderful on mine. She was one hell of a kisser. Her moist, soft lips were glued to mine. Our kiss was broken when Maria interrupted us. She tapped me on the shoulder and said, "We're on our way upstairs, would you like to join us?" Nicole nodded yes, and we followed close behind them. 

As soon as we entered the room, Maria pushed Ethan down onto the bed. We have a king-sized bed, so there was plenty of room for Nicole and me to join them. Nicole climbed atop me and shoved her tongue in my mouth. The warmth of her mouth was amazing! Unfortunately, she soon pulled away from me. "Do you mind if we watch them first?" She asked.

I was disappointed, but replied, "I'd rather not, but if you insist."

"I'm sorry, don't worry, you'll get yours, but I want to watch them fuck first!" She answered. She lay down next to me on the bed, running her hand over my chest as we watched. 

For someone that is usually very timid and reserved, I was shocked at my wife's forcefulness with Ethan. To be honest, I had thought that she might she away when push came to shove this evening, but obviously I couldn't have been more wrong!

Maria continued taking charge. She was dry-humping over his crotch as she removed his shirt. He had a well-defined chest that Maria ran her hands over while moaning. As she caressed his chest, Ethan reached up and pulled Maria's shirt off. She hadn't bothered to wear a bra, so her tits sprang free. She leaned over and placed her left tit over Ethan's mouth. He obligingly opened it and took her nipple between his teeth. He was very rough on her nipples, and I don't think Maria liked it. She sat straight up and moved down his body. She unsnapped his jeans and pushed them down his body. She reached in the fly of his boxers and pulled out his cock. It was average size, about 5" or so. She bent her head down and covered it with her mouth. Ethan was groaning with pleasure as her head bobbed up and down on him. She didn't suck him for long though. Instead she undid her own jeans and pushed them down her legs. Ethan reached down and caressed her ass, his hands beneath her panties. Maria moved onto her back on the bed and pulled Ethan on top of her. He buried his head between her tits, but Maria wasn't interested. She pushed his head down lower until he was between her legs. He wasted little time, pulling her panties off immediately. 

"Fuck me Ethan!" Maria cried out. "I want you to fuck me!" I was still amazed at how forward she was being, but I was enjoying the show. Nicole's and my hands were exploring each other's bodies as we watched. 

Ethan did as he was instructed and entered her immediately. He was fucking her slowly and gently, much to Maria's dismay. "Harder Ethan, fuck me harder!" She exclaimed. "You're making love to me; I want you to fuck me!" Ethan began slamming into her as she had asked. Maria was moaning loudly as he slammed into her. She spread her legs wider and pulled his head down between her tits. As she began to whimper, Ethan began to groan out loud. Maria began to squirm beneath him in the throes of orgasm. As she relaxed, Ethan pulled his cock out of her pussy and covered her belly and thick bush with jets of come. He fell down onto the bed next to her, worn out from the fucking. Maria reached her hand down and smeared his come around her belly and tits, smiling with pleasure.

Nicole had been rubbing my cock through my pants for some time, and finally she was ready. She straddled my body and rubbed her crotch over mine. I pulled her shirt off, exposing a lacy white bra. That too soon hit the floor. Her pale skinned tits were covered with freckles and topped with small red nipples. I sucked and nibbled on them as Nicole continued grinding me. I rolled her over onto her back and removed my shirt. I positioned myself between her legs and pulled off her tight jeans. She was wearing a pair of green satin panties that had a large wet spot over her pussy. I began fingering her through them which drove her wild. She undid my belt as I teased her, and I helped her by removing my jeans. She was surprised to find that I was wearing no underwear. In fact, this was the first time I'd ever gone without. I had trimmed my hair short, so the zipper wasn't much of a problem. I removed her panties and like my wife, she too had a full bush. Hers of course was bright red, which was an interesting sight. Her skin was very pale and her pink pussy lips were very noticeable. I buried my tongue deep in her pussy. Her taste was very different from my wife's and to be honest, I didn't like it. I pulled my head out and was stunned by what I saw next. 

Nicole had Maria's tit in her mouth and was fingering her pussy. Maria noticed that I was out from between Nicole's legs, and she slid over onto the bed closer to Nicole. I pulled Nicole away from my wife so Maria could move even closer. My wife positioned herself in front of Nicole and spread her legs wide. Nicole moved between her legs and started licking her husband's come off of my wife's stomach. The contrast of Nicole's pale skin against my wife's dark skin was arousing. Nicole's ass was staring right at me and I gave it a light slap. My hand left a distinct red handprint on her ass cheek. She just giggled, so I gave her another. This time she moaned and said, "Stop teasing me and fuck me!"

I placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy and thrust into her. She had a soft, warm pussy, just like her mouth. It was also quite tight and her muscles were pulling me deeper into her. As I fucked her doggy-style, she buried her head between my wife's legs. Maria was crying out as Nicole ate her pussy. The scene was incredibly hot and it took all my will from exploding in her after only a few strokes. As I thrust in and out of her, she was squealing her delight into Maria's pussy. Maria was pinching her own nipples as she enjoyed her first lesbian experience. Nicole's muffled cries were becoming more frequent and louder. I could feel her pussy tightening around me as she pushed back into me. As she climaxed over me, I could hold out no longer. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and shot my load all over her ass and back. It shot so far that some of it even hit Maria on her face. My wife wiped my come from her face with two of her fingers and placed them in Nicole's mouth.

Maria was squirming beneath Nicole and shoving her head deeper into her. She was so vocal that I couldn't even tell that she had climaxed. I wouldn't have known, but when Nicole's head popped up, it was glistening with moisture. She moved up and kissed my wife, before Maria pushed her onto the bed.

Maria wasted little time before experiencing her first taste of pussy. She lunged at Nicole's crotch, reaching her destination in a matter of seconds. She lapped at it as if it were an ice cream cone. For a first-timer, she didn't hesitate for a second. As she licked her way around, she began fingering Nicole's cunt, before I knew it; three of her fingers were buried deep inside Nicole. I was surprised by how quiet Nicole was being. She occasionally would let out a low whimper or moan, but little else beyond that. Maria was slamming her fingers into her with abandon as she lapped at her pussy.

When Nicole finally became more vocal, Maria took it as an invitation to thrust even harder. She was licking and slamming so quickly and so violently you would've thought she was having a seizure! I'm not sure if Nicole was getting louder from pleasure or from pain. Nonetheless, she began meeting Maria's fingers by thrusting her hips up towards my wife. She bit her tongue as she exclaimed her pleasure; climaxing over Maria's fingers and mouth. Maria gradually slowed down her actions before placing her fingers into her mouth, enjoying every last drop of her friend's pussy juice. 

Maria slowly climbed up Nicole's body, kissing her deeply one last time. The two of them lay next to each other on the bed, their bodies intertwined for a few more minutes. Maria spent the time fondling Nicole's tits and ass, complimenting her on how sexy and beautiful she is and how smooth and sexy her skin is. Nicole's pussy was dark red from Maria's forceful finger-fucking and I noticed that she grimaced when she eventually rose from the bed.

It's Time Ch. 02



He took my hand and pulled me behind him. I saw some of my friends and they only smiled in understanding, knowing that I wouldn't be returned to them. I looked at him from the back, watching as he moved through the crowd. They seemed to part just for him; knowing he was on some sort of mission. It was a mission that included him and I spending the night doing what we had talked so much about.

Before I knew it he had flagged a cab and I was sitting next him. My leg touched his slightly. I could feel the energy moving between us. My body craved the touch of his. My hand moved over to his leg, rubbing it ever so lightly. I looked up at you and saw your eyes darken with desire. I could also feel that wonderful cock of yours twitch.

The driver seemed either oblivious to it all or has just seen it before. I didn't mind either way, I was too far-gone to really care. My hand moved a little farther over the zipper of your pants. I could feel that cock growing hard, wanting to be free. Needing to feel my long, lean fingers wrapped around it. 

I couldn't help but pull that zipper slightly, prolonging that need. Soon the wanting to feel you in my hand became too much and the zipper came down fully. I watched your eyes just incase you wanted me to stop, to wait. With the zipper down I can see your cock bared before me, wanting to come out and play. I undid the button of your pants that was keeping the gorgeous beauty from springing forth and instantly it was in my hand. 

For whatever reason, one I wasn't complaining about, you had gone without underwear. Your thick, full cock was against me. Feeling that heat of it pulse in my soft hand, wanting me to move on it. I ran the tip of my finger along your shaft, reaching the head. I could see how much you wanted me; I could feel it in the tightness of your body. Your cock responding to the simplest touch of my hand. I could hear your breathing; it catching as I began to move my hand.

My finger found that little bit of pre-cum waiting for me at the tip of your head. It was as though it's waiting just for me, wanting me to taste it. I touched it lightly feeling its warmth. My eyes never left yours as I brought my finger to my lips, parting them slightly and sucking my finger in. It's what I wanted to do with you, with your cock. I closed my eyes; lost in the moment as I heard you whisper my name.

"More," I whispered and looked up at you.

My hand and fingers moved over your cock, tightening around you. Starting at the base I slowly moved up to the head. One simple stroke and I could feel the power I had in my hand. The desire and need that you have for me. Over and over that feeling, those things make me want even more. My hand working over you, your body responding, tightening as it does. The feel of you in my hand isn't enough, not at all. 

I need to taste you.

As though you know it, know exactly what thought has crossed my mind you nod. The driver I've noticed is consumed with the road. Watching other driver's, paying you and I no attention. Even if he did I don't think it would have mattered, I was in need of you too much. I moved slightly and then bent over you. One last look at you, I licked my lips, then took that cock of yours in my mouth.

I could hear you groan, your hands reached for my head, tangled in my hair. My tongue ran over the tip of your head, and then moved down the base. You tasted sweet and salty, purely man. I couldn't believe how much I wanted to taste you, to taste you're cum. Your hands moved and guided me as I started to feel your hips moving, fucking my mouth. I relaxed and let you have your way. I felt that it wouldn't be long. 

Your hand tightened in my hair and you groaned as I felt that first shot of you. The taste is all you, all man. I moved over you, milking you. Wanting every last drop now that I've had some. I crave it. I crave you. I feel your cock softening and I gently return it back into your pants and zip you up.

"Very tasty," I whispered in your ear as we reach our destination.

You only smiled as you hand the cabbie his payment and helped me out of the cab. I held your hand and we walked through the doors of the hotel. I can't wait to be in your room. I can't wait to have those hands on me, inside me once again. My head lays light on your shoulder as we reach the elevator.

Once inside your lips find mine and we kiss. Its one of the kisses we talked about. The one kiss that we could do for hours and hours, just having our tongues touch. My hands tangled in your hair, your hands cupping my ass. Just us swept away by our need to taste each other.

We hear the door open and begin our walk to your room....



It's Time Ch. 03



It seemed to take forever before we reached your room. My body still burning for you; my desire on edge as I watch you reach your hand into your pocket for the key card. Then your fingers, the ones that not so long ago had been filling my aching slit, slip the card into the door and hold it open for me to walk in.

Walking in my eyes look you over again. I wonder how many times I've done that tonight. I don't care, it's still not enough. My fingertip runs down your cheek and over your chest before I make my way fully into the room. It's dark; my eyes take a moment to adjust.

I place my purse on the table near the wall and walk fully into the room. I can see the lights of the city outside. I walk to the window, my hand touching the cool glass. It feels so nice on my warm skin. I can feel you watching me. Yours eyes looking my body over, taking it in.

I turn and smile at you. It's one of those sexy, sly ones. My hands moving to the straps of my dress as I see you sit in an oversized chair. The only light in the room coming from the city lights, it falls over us. My hands lower the shoulder straps and reach to the back and lower the zipper.

It's so loud, the only sound in the room besides our breathing. The black dress slips past my shoulder, down my arms and is hanging on my waist. Black and pink lace covers my breasts now. I slowly shimmy the dress the remaining way off. Left only in that bra and matching panties I turn, bending over, giving you a clear look at my ass as I pick up the dress.

I lay it near the window on a desk. Standing in my heels and lacy underwear I look at you. Our eyes meeting, sparks flying. I can see you hand has moved, it now rests where your cock is. I can imagine its getting hard, so wonderfully thick and hard for me. Then and only then do I see you hand moving, you're rubbing your cock through your pants, for me.

I can feel the wetness in panties even more. My nipples are aching against the lace of my bra. I need it off. My hands move behind me, slowly unhooking, letting it fall down my shoulders, turning, cupping the bra to my chest as I walk over to wear I've laid my dress and take the bra off there.

I let out a sigh as I'm left in only the cutest thong of black lace and pink bows and heels. My hands reach up covering my breasts as I turn back to you. I can hear your breath, it catches. My hands drop and I watch your face, your eyes, everything. 

I move to you, needing to touch you now. My hands begin working on the buttons of your shirt. My eyes trying to stay focused on yours, not what you're doing with your hand, what I want to be doing. Soon though your shirt is off and my lips have found there way to yours. I've actually found my way to your lap, straddling your hips. The kiss seems never ending, tasting, seeming as though we can't get enough.

My lips move down your neck as your hand cups my breast. The feeling is so delicious. You move to my hardened nipple, rolling it between your fingers. I let a gasp and my head falls back. You take advantage and kiss my neck, biting lightly just below my ear. You know how that gets to me from our talks.

Everything is spinning, my world and my body. Your touch is driving me crazy. I lift my head and catch your eyes, smiling I scoot from your lap, kissing my way down your chest. I want more of your clothes of, need it. My hands undo your pants, and you lift allowing me to take them off.

Your cock is there, so thick, so amazing. My mouth waters, my pussy clenches at the sight. How I want to feel you inside me, moving into my body. My hands run up over your thighs, to your cock and run lightly over the tip. I can't help but lick my lips. I watch as your head falls back on the chair.

Standing I look at you, your eyes running over my body, stopping at those panties. I can feel you leaning forward, I think you're going for my panties but it's the shoes you want off first. Then your hands run up over my calves, my thighs, to my ass. Then your hands are pulling me to you, your breath right there, so warm on my clit. 

I gasp, my hands clutching your hair. I want this, want you in such a way I've not wanted anything before. My slip your hands around and pull the lace down, baring me completely to you. You press a kiss to my mound as I step out of the panties. 

"These are mine," I hear you whisper and I only nod.

Your tongue slips between my legs, ever so lightly touching. I open them further, wanting more. You move to the edge of the chair, cupping my bottom in your hands, holding me to you as your tongue works over my hardened clit. You flick it, nibbling a little then plunging inside me. 

I cry out, my body burning. My hands hold on to you, my legs threatening to give out. Over and over you tease, bringing your finger into me, your tongue again working its magic. So very close, my breathing so rapid, almost nonexistent. 

"Cum for me baby. Let me taste you. Cum in my mouth," I hear.

It's all it takes, my body shivers, your fingers are replaced by your tongue. My voice carries through the room as I give myself over to my release. Your tongue is pushing into me, so deep, taking from me, and tasting me.

My legs nearly give out as you move up my body. Your tongue swirls over my stomach, up my breasts, circling them. You're your tongue moves into my mouth. I can taste me on you, so sweet and warm. You thrust in and out as I long for your cock to do.

The kiss stops, our foreheads leaning against one another. We are trying to breathe, recover if we can. My body is still humming, strung with desire. I can feel your cock pressing into me, wanting me. Our hands move over each other, touching as though we can't stop.

"You promised to fuck me..."

Our eyes lock, you pull me down a long hallway. I'm not sure my legs will even move but somehow they do. Following you as we move, I see your room, huge bed. My eyes light up thinking of us there, on it. You turn and kiss me, moving us closer to it as our lips find each other.

The back of my thighs hit the bed first and then I fall on it. Soon, within moments you're next to me, kissing me. My neck, just below my ear, right where you know I'll feel it most. My fingers in your hair, arching against your, rubbing my body on yours.

I feel you moving, positioning your body between my open thighs, your cock nudging the place I want it most. My breath catches as you look at me. Our eyes locked on each other as you slowly push into me, only the head of your cock. Stretching, fitting inside me. My hands grip the bed, your arms. 

Your movements so slow, achingly. It's right though, slipping further inside my body, starching me with your thickness, my tight pussy surrounding you. I feel each movement, till finally you are there, fully inside me. We both breathe, not knowing we'd been holding it.

"So tight, so perfect," you whisper.

Your lips find mine as my legs lift around you, drawing you further into my body. Your head lifts, gasps as slowly we move. Each thrust hitting so perfectly inside, hitting that sweet spot over and over. I can feel my orgasm building again. I had known it would be like this, the need taking us.

I can feel your thrusts becoming faster, harder. Our desire and need takes control of us. My pussy holds on to your cock, wanting it to stay so deeply inside. My body aches, twists, trying to get you closer, deeper. My eyes look up and into yours as I hear you whisper.

"Cum for me again. Cum on my cock. I want to feel you..."

I cry out, your name on my lips. My voice heard through the room as you sink your body into mine twice more before crying your own release. My hands are clutching onto you as I feel everything. Never had my climax been so intense or my skin feel so on fire. 

You lay next to me, our eyes, looking at each other, our breathing matched. Your fingers run over my lips, and then tuck a strand of stray hair behind my ear. 

"You're staying the night," you say. It's not a question, just a simple statement.

"Yes," I whisper.



It's Time Ch. 04



It wasn't but a few minutes of listening to the steadiness of your breath that I found myself falling into a deep sleep. I had never been so at ease, so comfortable with another. Yet with you I simply let myself go, felt I could just be me.

The night gave way to early morning and our bodies moved, rolling around the bed. I woke while there was only a faint glow of morning to find your hand resting on my stomach, my legs tangled with yours. Turning ever so slightly I had to watch you sleeping, resting, my fingers run over your hand that's still on me. 

I replay last night in my mind. How we spoke so few words and yet shared so much. I had always thought with you there wouldn't be many words just action. I smile my eyes looking you over. My body responding, the familiar ache beginning. I don't want to wake you so I quietly move to the bathroom thinking a shower may do me some good.

I turn the water on, running it till its warm. My fingers test it before stepping in. I can feel the heat washing over me, droplets clinging to my body. My hands move, softly, my mind still replaying your touch, your tongue. My finger grabs my nipple, pinching it slightly, rolling it around.

My head falls back and a sigh escaping my throat. I can picture you standing just outside the glass shower door, watching me as my fingers move over the soft planes of my body, down my breasts, lightly over my stomach, touching the softness of my mound.

There is a sharp intake of breath as my hand moves farther, deeper into the wet warmth waiting between my legs. My fingers moving, opening my folds, seeking to be deeper, to be fully inside the way your cock was. 

First one finger and then another fills my pussy, my thumb lightly pressing against my clit. My body tightens in response. Silently thanking me for filling it. The water still falls over me as my fingers move, beginning their dance. I find my voice and can't help but voice my desire.

It's only then that my eyes open and I see you standing there, watching. The heat and desire is so evident in your eyes. Your fingers wrapped around your thick, hard length. My fingers have stopped moving as I take you in, not sure if you want to join or not. 

Shaking your head you whisper, "I want to watch you. Show me."

Again my fingers begin to move. My body reacting even more knowing you are there. Your hand slowly is pumping your delicious, mouth watering cock for me. I turn my body, back leaning against the shower wall, lifting one leg, letting you see exactingly how deep inside my pussy I am. 

Rubbing, moving, and pushing deeper, over and over fingers, hands moving. Our eyes locked on each other. Those soft little moans of mine are getting louder, harsher. I'm moving so close to that peak, wanting to cry out, needing to. It's your voice in my head I hear, whispering, telling me, and making want it. 

"Cum for me baby. Let me see you..."

I do. I fly apart. My fingers continue, moving me through the orgasm as you watch me. My body writhing, the simple flow of the water over me is sending sensation after sensation through my body. 

My breathing is heavy, labored. I open my eyes slowly. You've moved closer, so near to me. I slip my fingers out and move them to lips, wanting to taste them, taste me and have you see, watch. I can hear you groan as I suck the sticky sweetness from my fingers. Then your lips are on mine, devouring me as you step into the shower.

My hands press against your chest. Running over it and then lower until I reach what I want most. My hand closing over you, trying to put my whole hand around you is impossible. I kiss my way down your neck, over that amazing chest, stopping only when I reach my hand.

My tongue flicks out over my lips, wetting them as my hand and fingers move over your cock. Kneeling before, my mouth inches from your length; I let my tongue taste you first, a little flick at the head and then moving down leaving a glistening trail over your throbbing cock.

Only then do my lips surround you and suck you into the waiting warmth of my mouth. My hands holding onto your thighs as I only want you to feel my mouth, my lips, and my tongue. I take you as deep as possible, only it doesn't seep deep enough. I'm starving for you. 

I can feel your eyes on me, your hands balled into fits, contemplating moving into my hair. Over and over I move, lavishing attention on you, on your glorious cock as it continues to grow. Then finally your hands are in my hair, pulling my mouth to you. 

So close, each movement your hips are making bringing you to the brink. Then finally with a groan I hear your voice and taste the saltiness of your release. My lips stay wrapped around you, wanting to taste every drop this morning.

Your eyes lower and look at me. A smile on your lips as you give me your hand, helping to my feet next to you, the water, which has turn slightly cold, moving over us. My body shivers and you hold me there before turning everything off.

We step from the water and dry our bodies, both of us looking at one another. It seems as though we can't stop. We crave the looking, the touching of each others bodies. You take my hand and we walk back to the room.

"Would you like breakfast or the bed?"

"Breakfast in bed perhaps," I smile.

You laugh and pick up the phone and order a variety of things. I crawl across the bed, your eyes heating with each move I make. Settling in I pull the blanket around my wait, only my breasts visible now as you join me.

"So now we wait," I say, this being the first real time for any conversation between the two of us.

"Will your friends be missing you?"

"Not really missing as they will be wondering. I'm sure there are several messages on my cell phone by now asking questions."

"What will you tell them?"

"That I ran into a friend. I trust them. I have no reason to tell anything but the truth. Don't you have business?"

"Yes. Only that business is you."

I sigh and smile. It's something utterly girly and so me that I even let out a giggle. That is answered by the door and food being brought in. The blanket is pulled up to my neck and a towel wraps around your waste. The smells filling the room are wonderful.

"It looks like enough food for a small army?" I say.

"I need your energy up," you say with a grin.

"Understood," I laugh.

We eat, conversation taking a back burner to the glorious food. We are starving it seems. The sex has had that effect on us. Every so often we make a comment, share a laugh. We slip into our "normal" conversation routine that we've shared so often.

We talk about various things. I mention that I'll need to make it to my room sometime for clothes and you agree. You tell me we have dinner plans and can't wait to have me on your arm for at least one night. 

I stretch and yawn loudly and you smile my way. Obviously I'm tired and needing a nap as you move the plates and remaining food into the hall. Then remove the towel and lay back in bed. My head rests on you chest and soon my eyes are closed and I'm drifting off to dreamland. 



It's Time Ch. 05



There is a soft breeze moving through the room. The sheet, which is now around my waist moves slightly with it. My hands moving as my body arches, breasts thrusting out as I stretch in the mid afternoon sun. My eyes open slowly and a sweet smile crossing my lips as I see you standing in the doorway watching me.

"Afternoon beautiful," you say.

"Afternoon," I say in a half asleep voice. "How long have you been up?"

You smile and chuckle a little. I realize the double meaning with my question as I give you the once over. My head shaking slightly, my blonde hair falling over my shoulders as you sit on the corner of the bed.

"Long enough to make plans for the evening and to watch you," you tell me. 

"Plans hu? Should I be worried?"

"With me lover, never," you answer honestly.

We pause a moment, taking in the fact that it's all real. That while we know so much about one another we are now living out things we talked and wrote about. I can feel the heat of your palm as you place it on my high, running circles over my bottom as I'm on my side.

"You are going to have to make it to your room. I'm sure too make some phone calls to explain the rest of your absence. I would like you here the rest of the weekend."

"I'd like that too," I tell you and smile.

Nothing else is said but your lips touch mine and my hands move over your shoulders. My nails move into the back of your hair, running through it as we continue to kiss. Our tongues tease each other, taste and take, devouring. It is the kind of kiss we knew we would have. So slow and thorough it nearly robs me of my breath. You frame my face with your hands and pull back slightly.

"You need to get dressed and hurry back before it gets too late. I've got plans. So go to your room, shower and bring your luggage here."

"Yes sir," I say mockingly and move from the bed, my naked body fully exposed for you.

"Wow," I hear you whisper.

I laugh and begin to look for pieces to my clothes. Finding most of them I dress with your heated eyes upon me. It makes it so difficult. Slipping the last of my heel on my foot I move to kiss you. You shake your head and I frown slightly.

"Just go, because if I kiss you all that will be back on the floor and my cock will be inside you."

I nod, understanding and not that I would have minded I know you have plans for us and I want things to go your way. Instead I reach for the door and blow you a kiss then step out of the room. Walking to the elevator I look at my cell and begin the phone calls I need to make.

I explain to my friends that I bumped into someone and will be spending the rest of the time here with them. They all laugh and giggle as girly girls do. They are happy for me and will cover in any way they can. I promise to keep them informed and to see them tomorrow at the airport.

With that done I make my way to my own room. Opening the door my shoes come off and I begin to undress. I put the dress on the bed. I smile looking at it. I will never think of it without thinking of you. Of course that's the way with several things I have.

I take a shower, cleaning myself. Sadly I'm removing the smell of you from my body but knowing that soon I will have it on me again. My hands are soapy and wet, moving over the intimate folds. Washing my hair, letting it fall down my back. The shower reminding me of the one we took this morning. I let out a sigh and finish, knowing I don't have to long.

Wrapped in a towel I move out to find something to wear. You weren't specific on what we are going to be doing but knowing you the way I do it will be fun and yet there will be that added sexy seductive feel. My eyes fall over a skirt and shirt combination I brought. Perfect I whisper to myself.

The skirt is jean and short but it doesn't look overly casual. It would fit in if you planned a nice dinner. The top it's not really a shirt, more a lace corset top. It's two of my favorite colors, pink and black. You know how I love them. I smile as I think about not going with panties but then change my mind and put on the softest lace pink pair. I know you'll love taking them off.

I dry my hair, straightening it. No curl today, just simple long hair to run fingers through. The kind that makes you want to reach up and grab a fistful. Yes that's how I want you to see it. I smile adding the slightest blush and lip gloss. I must have those lips looking like they can't wait to be kissed, because they really can't.

I slip back into the black heels. Put everything back into the two suitcases and head for the door. There are men in the hallway and ask if I need help. Sure why not allow someone to carry something for me. We reach the elevator and make only small talk. They ask what I'm doing here in the city. I smile as I say meeting up with a friend. They seem to already know what kind of friend. The doors open and I take my things thanking the boys and go off to your room. 

It's been a few hours and I am sure the sun is beginning to set outside. I smile so brightly when I hear the knob turning. You look amazing, casual dress. Pressed pants, button up shirt, both dark in color. You look good enough to eat up. You smile at me, looking me over then moving to let me in and take my bags from me.

"You look amazing."

"So do you," I whisper.

The silence between us is noticeable but neither really caring, the moment seeming to need it. You take my hand in yours and kiss it softly and then we move to the door. Time to begin the night I guess. 

"You won't tell me what we are doing will you?"

"No lover, you will see soon enough," you say with a hint of a wicked smile.

I know that I'm in for a treat. The evening left in your oh so capable hands. We leave the hotel in a taxi. Both of us quiet as you tell the driver where to go. Then you sit back looking at me, your hand on my thigh, just resting.

We move through the city oblivious to it all, the traffic, the horns. We seem to be only focused on each other. Our eyes lock every so often and my tongue slips out and licks my lips. Your fingers tighten on my thigh. Each action seems to take on more meaning. Then the taxi stops and we are let out.

A restaurant, I can hear music. A soft jazz pours from its doors. I close my eyes for a moment as I listen while you pay the driver. I can see our bodies swaying, dancing together to it. Then your hand is on my lower back and we enter the building and are steered to a table. Its secluded and quiet, perfect I think.

"You always have a knack for finding great music," I smile and laugh.

"Remember I should be a disk jockey," you laugh back.

"How could I forget," I smile recalling a conversation we've had.

Then the waiter makes his way over you order drinks for us. The menu you've taken from me and I trust you to order something I'll enjoy. I have faith in you; you've not steered me wrong and so I don't believe you will.

"You really do look amazing," I hear you say.

"Thank you. I'm glad you like it."

"Very much. I'd like more if it were off you but that will happen soon enough. DO you see everyone looking at you?"

"I didn't notice. I was looking at you," I say.

"They want to be the one with you. To be the one to touch you and to feel the way you cry out. To have you come apart they way you do for me. They want that lover."

Just your tone alone has my body aching. The rasp in your voice, you know what it does. You know my panties right now are wet. My pussy already wanting to be touched, petted. I bite my bottom lip as you watch me. I want to slip my hand under the table, the need to touch so great.

"Touch your sweet pussy love. Touch it for me, will you?"

To continue...



It's Time Ch. 06



My hand slips under my skirt, trying to move without letting anyone in on what I'm doing. You know how the idea of being in public, the simple thought at any time someone could catch me, turns me on. My hands hit the soft lace of the pink panties I picked out with you in mind. I lift up and slowly slide them down, eyes looking into yours as though you know exactly what I'm up to. Soon the lace that was just covering my warm and wet pussy is in my hand. I reach for your hand and drop them in there.

Instantly your eyes take in the lace, soft and so very feminine. Something you always expect from me. I can see your hands, fingers running over them, taking them in. Then slowly, as if it were slow motion you bring them to your nose. You can smell the sweet scent that is me, the perfume I wear, the soft subtle smell that is mine alone. Then the panties are in your pocket and your eyes back on me.

My hand is between my legs rubbing ever so lightly my clit, just small circles. Already my body is so turned on. I know that the time it takes to find my release won't be long. Just then the waiter makes his way to the table. I look at you and you just shake your head no, letting me know you want me to continue my self torment. 

"I'll be ordering for the two of us," you say.

"Very good Sir," the young man nods but can't keep from looking at me and the small movement of my hand.

"I would like the steak, medium well with a baked potato. She would like the lobster and shrimp dinner. We'd also like some more wine if you would," you say with a grin, knowing the young man is watching me.

"Excellent choices Sir," he says clearing his throat and turns to leave, his eyes running over me.

"I think he likes you lover. I think that young man wants his hand to slip between your long thighs, parting them then slipping past those soft folds to stroke your pussy. One finger first, then a second. Do that for me lover. Imagine they are my fingers," you whisper across the table.

Those fingers move, separating my thighs even more, my skirt riding up just a little. I'm greeted by my own wetness. My pussy wants to feel something, anything filling it. Just as you had said one finger enters first, stretching, then a second filling me. My mouth makes a silent gasp and you simply watch. My thumb rubs against my clit as my fingers move in and out. My whole body centered on the movement, I'm totally oblivious to anything but the pleasure. My eyes close half way; everything becomes hazy with each thrust of my fingers. The fact that it's so public, that you are watching is too much and my orgasm washes over me. 

I bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out and alerting everyone in the restaurant. My other hand, the one that remained above the table, grips the cloth. I can't help but let a whimper or two escapes past my lips and some look, glaring. I could really care less as I feel the remaining spasms rolling through me. My hand leaves the warm and wetness of my pussy, making its way to my lips as I taste myself off my fingers. Now more so I do it to tease you, wanting you to want me just as much as I want you.

"Yummy," I whisper and nothing more.

I slip my foot out of my shoe and toy with the bottom of your leg, moving up to your thigh. Then it slips between them and over your bulging cock. It's straining against your pants already, begging to be freed and touched. I simply move my foot over you, rubbing against you.

"You are so hard baby. Is it all for me?" I ask, trying to play coy because I already know the answer.

Just before your about to speak our food arrives. I move to take away my foot and your hand holds onto it, leaving it there and I smile in agreement. We begin to eat. Not really saying to much as our mind is elsewhere. It is simple idle chit chat. You ask what I've told my friends and I relate the story. The time passes, just not quickly enough. I have this feeling you wanted to leave just as we got our food. As we finish we are asked about dessert, I only listen as you tell the waiter no and that you'd like the check. I wonder what you have in mind next. I can still hear the jazz music playing and would love to take a spin with you on the floor but I'd also like to be in your arms, feeling you moving inside me. Life is full of tough choices I think to myself.

All the while my foot never leaves your cock. It's still hard, thick and wanting more. It's almost like we've become addicted to each other and just by being close we cause this. My foot moves lightly over you, my eyes watching, gauging your reaction. I can hear your intake of breath as I push a little harder with each rub. The check comes and the young mans eyes once again look me over; he knows there's something going on. He smiles as if trying to flirt, trying to steal my attention from you.

"You know she's an amazing fuck," I hear you say. My jaw falls open as I didn't expect this from you. 

"Um, yeah I'm sure she is," the boy stumbles around with words.

My eyes look at you, my foot stops and falls to the floor. I'm in just a mild shock, a light pink blush moving up my neck to my cheeks. It's just the response you wanted I tell myself. Time seems to stop for a moment as you look at me and the boy try's to think of something to say.

"She tastes as good as she looks, perhaps even better. I think I'll have her for dessert. Here you are and keep the change," you say as you move from your seat and grab my hand.

I can't believe you just did that yet I'm not embarrassed by it. It's turned me on even more and I still see your thick cock has enjoyed it. You left the poor boy with a generous tip for all the trouble he had with us. We move to the dance floor and I smile. You look at me and wrap me in your arms. 

"I thought you'd like a little dance before we begin one of our own," you whisper in my ear, your hot breath burning into my skin.

I only nod as my hands rest on your shoulders. My fingers run lightly through the hair on the back of your head. My head rests lightly on your shoulder as we are pressing against each other. The sound of a saxophone fills the air and we sway against one another. Words aren't needed; the heat from our bodies speaks volumes. My hand moves from your neck resting on your chest, running over it as though memorizing the feel. 

"You feel incredible in my arms. I knew you would," you tell me.

I look up at you, smiling and watch as your lips lower to mine. It's one of our kisses. It goes on, endless it seems. Your tongue moves in, devouring my mouth, making love with it. My hand gripping your shirt as it continues, nothing rushed just the slow, torture of a kiss. My tongue moves, invading your mouth, tasting you. The richness, the pure male taste is like a drug. I could easily become addicted. 

"We need to go or I'll fuck you right here," you say looking directly at me. 

"Yes," it's all I can manage. I wouldn't care if it happened right here or not. My body is burning for yours.

There's a tug on my hand and I feel you pull me towards the exit sign. We step into the cool night air and look to hail a cab. You look at me and smile; you can't wait and begin to walk. There's an alley just ahead. You pull me down it. We are far enough back that one can't see what's really going on yet we could still be caught.

"You like this, the idea of being caught. The idea that someone could be watching, it excites you," you whisper harshly in ear as your finger, your thick unrelenting fingers move between my legs. "I've wanted this all night. I've wanted to feel your wet pussy surrounding me, tightening as I fuck you."

"Yes, please," I whisper.

"What lover? Do you want my cock in your pretty pussy? You are so wet, so eager for me; you have to tell me first?" Your fingers have been rubbing, torturing my clit. Such a tease, you know the answer but want to hear it from my lips.

"Fuck me now, please," I practically beg.

I can feel one finger slipping inside and my legs nearly give out when a second joins in. Just your fingers and my pussy can't help but respond. The walls gripping onto you, each movement intensified. I can feel one of your hands moving and then I hear that glorious sound, your zipper going down. Your fingers leave me and I cry out at the loss but then I feel your cock. 

"Yes, please," I almost yell.

"Lover wants this cock. It's so thick and hard for you," I hear you tell me as I lift my hips, wanting to pull you inside.

Slowly, inch by inch I can feel you enter me. Even though it wasn't too long ago we were doing this I can feel you stretching me. My nails digging into your shoulders as the moments tick by. Finally your cock is there, fully inside my body. The fit is so deliciously tight, so utterly perfect. 

Then the fucking begins. I feel your hand gripping my bare ass as you move your cock out. My head leans against the brick wall behind me. Words aren't really formed, just grunts and other muffled noises as it's become instinct between us. It's a taking, a claiming in the dark alley. Over and over, each thrust hitting deeper, moving against that secret spot that has my body begging. 

I'm amazed at how quickly you bring me to the edge. Yet you hold me there, your cock stopping. You look at me, your eyes watching. It's only then I hear you," Cum for me lover. I want to feel you coming on my cock."

Then you move even harder if it's possible. Your hand moves between us and flicking my clit. That's just enough and I cry into the darkness. You don't stop either. Your cock continues driving into me and my orgasm just rolls through me. I'm holding onto you, my body shaking, gripping your cock. One orgasm rolls into another as I feel your release. My head falls to your shoulder; my cry's muffled by it. I can only hold onto you, my legs weak. Your hands holding me close, keeping us together.

"We need a bed, now," you tell me and I agree. We leave the shadows of the alley and flag down a cab. The drive to the hotel is quiet as is the elevator ride. We enter the room and I walk back to that window, just like last night. 

"You amaze me," I hear you say. "Do you know how much I want you?"

I turn from the window and smile. I walk to you, hands against your chest and begin to unbutton your shirt. "I'm sure it's as much as I want you."



It's Time Ch. 07



My fingers move over each button, taking my time, undoing them carefully. I savor each new piece of flesh that is exposed. My eyes watch yours as I finally reach the last button and slip the shirt from your shoulders. Your chest is now bare to my gaze, to my touch. My head bends and I kiss you, our lips melting together, tasting each other. My fingertips move along your neck, your collarbone, and my lips follow, kissing a wet path down your chest. 

I can hear your breath catch as I begin kissing lower, reaching your pants. I'm slow to remove the belt, toying with it but before long I'm craving you. My eyes are focused on your pants, the bulge that's there as I slowly lower the zipper. Your cock is there, springing free. Your pants are gone and my finger runs along the length of your cock, breathing softly as I look up at you. I can see the desire and need in your eyes as I smile and move my lips to you.

"Sit," I whisper knowing we are near a chair or couch.

I move between the V of your legs and smile at you as my tongue snakes out and run along the tip of your cock. The first touch is so tentative, soft and slow. Then I begin moving along the top, down the side, tasting every inch before sucking you deep into the warmth of my waiting mouth. Your thickness filling me as I move slowly, wanting to prolong each movement. My hands rest on your thighs softly as I continue the slow torment. I can feel your hands moving, reaching for my head, guiding me lightly as my mouth moves on you.

"Yes, such a good cock sucker," I can hear you harshly whisper.

The movements have become faster, your hands running through my hair. My tongue runs along the underside of your cock, up to the top. My lips kiss along your shaft, before taking you back into the warmth of my mouth. I can hear your groan, your body seeming to be strung so tight. Your palm rests against my cheek as I continue to move on you. My own body responding to the way your cock feels in my mouth, turning me on. The knowledge that the pleasure you are getting is from me only furthering it.

There's power in that knowledge and I suck harder, pulling you deeper into my throat. Your cock, if possible, is becoming thicker with my renewed vigor. I need to taste you, wanting it no longer describing the feeling. My eyes look up at yours, watching you as each taste moves us closer. Your eyes focused on me, on the act of me sucking your cock deep within my mouth. I can feel it, feel you tighten and then just let go. Your release echo's through the room and your essence filling my mouth. It's sweet and salty, uniquely you. I taste I won't soon forget.

"So amazing," I hear say as you pull me to your lap. Your lips find mine, kissing me, tasting you in my mouth. 

Your hands move over my shirt, easily undoing the laces that help to hold it together. My body arches into your touch, not realizing how much I actually craved it. The top I was wearing you have discarded and move me to stand and strip me of my skirt. I'm before you bathed only in the light from the window. I can feel the heat of your eyes moving over each part of my body, as though committing it to memory. 

"I want to take my time with you now. To taste you completely so that you think of me each time you cry out."

I shiver, my body visibly heated by your words. "Please," I whisper.

You stand and walk towards a table before motioning me to join you. There's a chair and you pull it out and pat the glass before it. I assume you want me to sit on the table and do so. My legs spread, looking like a feast for whomever sit in that chair. I don't realize I'm holding my breath as you sit. Your gaze is heated and I can see your body is already reacting, hardening.

"Looking so tasty," you say as your finger runs along my slit, teasing me.

I let out a shaky moan as I feel your finger moving, parting and opening me for you. My hands reach for something to grasp, anything but only find the end of the table. My eyes search yours, pleading with you for more, letting you know how much I really need it.

"Show me, let me see your fingers..." you tell me.

My fingers move deftly over my body, down my stomach to the softness of my mound. My palm rests lightly on my clit as first one finger moves along the silken folds and then enters the warmth of my pussy. Another soon joins the first and my hips lift, wanting to feel more. 

"So hot, so unbelievably hot," I can hear you say.

My other hand is toying with my nipple, teasing it as though my hand were your own. My eyes find you watching me, that gaze, the fire burning in your depths. I can see you bending, moving closer, your tongue running along my finger, tasting me as I pull it out. The warmth of your mouth sends chills through me as I watch you suck on both my fingers, tasting my sweet juices.

Your head then moves, your tongue toying with my hardened clit as you flick it. My only free hand grasps the table. Your tongue moves, delving deeper into me, running the length of slit then moving deep inside my pussy. I can't help but gasp, your name escaping my lips as your fingers move in. They move deeper, drawing my body closer to that release I've been craving, when suddenly you stop. Your eyes looking at mine, a smile on your lips as you heatedly whisper, "Cum lover. Let me taste you."

I gasp; your mouth continues its torment. My hips lift, arching into your mouth as you bring me closer. I can feel it, that release, my cries, soft little moans being drawn from my throat. My body tightens with each skillful movement of your fingers and mouth. My hands grasp for something, anything; my body lifts and then falls over the edge. All we can hear are my cries of pleasure as you prolong each orgasmic wave. My breathing is so rapid, my heart beating so fast.

"I love hearing you cry out," you whisper as you move up my content body. "How about we move to the bedroom?"

I can only nod as your lips find mine. Your tongue moves in and begins tasting, devouring every space in my mouth. Our hands are on one another, consumed by our need. Fumbling somehow we make it from the table and head down the little hallway. My back presses up against the wall, your hands moving over my skin, our kiss continuing. I can feel your cock, hard and thick pressing against me. My hands wanders down, stroking ever so lightly and your head tilts back as you gasp.

"Bedroom I think, don't you?" I whisper as we move.

I wall into the room, stopping near the bed and I feel you pressing up behind me. Your hands move my hair, baring my neck as I feel your lips and tongue. I can't help but gasp my fingers clenching at my sides. A moan starts low in my throat as your cup my breasts, teasing me. My head falls back, leaning against you as you move. Those amazing fingers begin moving, running over my stomach and dipping between my thighs. My breath catching as you whisper, "I want you now. I want to feel this pussy around my cock."

Suddenly I find myself on the bed with you. My fingers run over your chest, smiling up at you. Both of us are so ready, more then ready to begin. Tonight's early activities, the alley and all, had only wetted our appetite for each other. I can feel your cock there, waiting, my hips lift inviting you inside. You move so very slowly, I can feel every moment, breath catching, hitching as you do. Your cock moving inside, stretching me, taking over all thought. 

My hands grab into the sheets, gripping them as we watch one another. Our body's fitting together perfectly. My eyes close and let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. Then you begin moving, a slow rhythm. My hands move up to your back, running along your sides. Our lips meet once again, the kiss so like many of ours, moving slowly. The trusting of your tongue mimic's the thrusting of your cock. It almost sensory overload.

It continues back and forth, each thrust moving deeper, the rhythm changing. Your body moving faster as our need is now taking over. Our voices fill the room, my cries like music to your ears. Our bodies moving together climbing higher until it's too much and we find that glorious release. The walls of my pussy tighten, clamp down on your cock, holding you deep inside my warmth. You cry out, your body letting go. Our breathing is matched, rapid and harsh. You move, laying beside me as we stare into each others eyes. 

"Wow," I whisper stealing your line. 

"Yeah wow, wow, wow..." you ay and we both laugh.

Your hand runs along my cheek, lightly moving through my hair. Words not seeming to be needed as the "wow" has said so much. We just lay, looking at each other, enjoying the moment, the time together. It's only then I stretch and yawn, your eye's watching me, moving over my body as I move. 

"I've wanted to see you do that."

I press a soft kiss to your lips as my head rests on your chest. My fingers run through a patch of chest hair as we both start to doze off. Content for the moment... 



It's Time Ch. 08



It's early as I lift my head looking toward the clock, only two in the morning. I can feel the warmth of your body against mine as I stretch. I smile moving over my lips as I look at you in the glow of the city lights. This weekend couldn't have been more perfect. I knew that the time would pass quickly and it has. My fingertips run along your chest, making small little circles as I just look, becoming absorbed in you, in the moment. 

I move slightly, beginning to kiss a path down your chest here my fingers just were. After each pressing of my lips I look up to see if you've moved but as of yet you are still adrift in sleep. My smile then turns wicked as I move to your hips and slowly pull away the sheet. If you could see my eyes you would see the desire and hint mischief in them. 

I look, not touching your cock, just watching. You know how I love to watch. Its as if even in sleep you know and I can see you length begin to grow. My mouth starts watering, needing yet another taste of you but I hold off for just a little longer. I run the tip of my index finger along the underside of your cock, then up and over the tip. My hand, so small and delicate, wraps around you. Its then I hear you moan and smile as I look up at you. Your eyes haven't opened yet, I can only image you are dreaming, thinking that the pleasure you feel is imagined.

My hand moves slowly, feeling you grow and respond. My eyes are fixed, locked on the sight of it. I moved my body as your legs have opened, lying between them. My tongue darts out and wets my lips. Then ever so slowly my head moves to the tip of your cock, savoring each moment. I lightly flick the head with my tongue then let my lips settle around your still thickening cock. I can hear you louder now, your breath catching as I watch your eyes open to see me. My lips wrapped around your cock, blue eyes looking up at you as I begin moving over you, taking you deeper into my mouth.

"Yes..." you raggedly whisper.

I continue, not moving any faster, taking my delicious time and bathing your cock with my lips and my tongue. Sucking, drawing you in deeper, moving you closer to that glorious release you've begun to crave. My hand is there running along your thigh, cupping you, feeling you tightening, knowing how much closer you are. Your hands move into my hair, spreading it, enjoying the feel of it covering your body. I love the feel of your hands guiding me, moving my head onto your cock. Over and over, picking up speed, your hips moving off the bed know, coming into my mouth.

Then it hits, your fingers tighten in my hair, not hard enough to cause pain but enough that I can feel it. I swallow, taking all that you give me, milking you for more if that's possible. Your body is tight and shuddering as it falls back down. With one last kiss I leave your semi hard cock and kiss my way back up your body.

"Amazing," the words slip from your lips as you kiss me.

I think we could spend a few hours just kissing. Our kisses explore one another, tease and take. The little nibbles and bites making me shudder in your arms. It's almost like being devoured by a simple kiss. If only the kiss were that simple though. "I don't mind waking up like that," you say with a smile as we look at each other.

"I was hoping you wouldn't. I just couldn't help myself," I tell you biting my bottom lip.

I move to the side of you, your hands run along my side, over my hip. Just your touch alone sends chills over my body. You can easily feel the goose bumps rising on my skin. You look at me and I see the laughter in your eyes.

"You know I'm always complaining about the cold," I say with a giggle.

"I think I can keep you warm," you tell me.

"Think hu?" I say edging you on.

"Let's just see shall we?" is all you tell me.

Your lips move to mine, pressing against them, opening them for your tongue. Your hands are still moving, caressing, touching. Those lips move, nipping at my bottom lip before moving down my neck. The heat of your breath already warms me as you begin. Little bites, nips along my collar bone follow. My hands clench into the sheets, already so aroused from just moments ago. Your eyes find mine and I can see the wickedness in them.

Your lips find my breasts, first the left then the right. Nipping and gently biting at them until I cry out for more. Your teasing is slow; my body is lifting, wanting more of its own accord. I can feel your fingers moving along my stomach, your tongue following. Your fingers pull at the navel ring in my tummy, my voice catches and I whisper a please. It's all I can manage as you continue the torture.

"Open for me," you tell me.

Without even needing you to finish my legs part, giving you ample room to go between them. You body moves, the roughness of your chest grazing my mound as you move and I arch into you, wanting to feel that again. You only smile and move farther down. Your finger moves, pressing lightly along my slit, opening my body up for you. 

"So wet already lover," you whisper.

My response is a nod, as I feel you move your long finger inside me. One first then a second adds to the pleasure. I'm whimpering, wanting more when I feel your tongue against my little nub. I gasp, so sensitive. You don't let up though, you move against my clit, teasing it as my one hands moves to your hair. Your fingers move harder, faster, creating a perfect rhythm with your tongue. My hips lift, arching, wanting more. My body strung so tight wanting to let go and then it hits, crashing over me in waves as I cry out. My voice fills the room as I feel you pushing me through my climax.

Then your body is covering mine, your lips on me and I taste myself, my sweet essence. Your cock is nudging, wanting inside as I move my hips to accept. I can feel you filling, taking over and stretching me for you. My nails gripping you as you move inside my already sensitized body. Each thrust so utterly perfect, hitting that sweet spot that has me panting, crying out for you. 

"Come for me lover. Let me feel you on my cock," you whisper in my ear, the heat of your breath making mine catch.

My body tightens, my hips pressing around you, wanting to hold you inside. The walls of my pussy holding, clamping around you as you hear your name from my lips. The sweet nectar of my body flows around your cock, the spasms becoming too much for you. You can't help but let go and come apart.

Our voices mingle, our cries of joy filling the room as we fall together in the bed. The rapid rising and falling of our chests matched as we lay there, collecting ourselves, our thoughts. We new we had a connection, that our desire, out passion would be this way. I catch myself wondering if I could get enough of this, of touching you, watching you, having you watch me.

"That was ... wow ... amazing," you say looking at me.

"Yes it was, yes you are," I wink at you.

We both laugh and smile at each other. Our lips meeting, lightly kissing, touching. My fingers start making little circles on your chest as they had when this dance begun. I sigh before looking over at the clock. Only a few more hours until we've got to get up and make our ways to the airport. 

"I think we both need a little more sleep," I hear you whisper.

I nod and let my eyes drift closed listening to your breathing. My hand stops, just resting against you. A soft, small smile falls over my lips as I think how right you are when you say amazing. It's my last thought before I drift off... 



It's Time Ch. 09



There is a distant far off ringing in my ears as I try to stay awake. The pull though is too much and my eyes begin to open. It's bright; the room is filled with the morning sunlight as I begin to look around. The window is open and a soft morning breeze is blowing and then I see you.

You've stopped the phone from ringing. I can see a morning smile on your face and I lay back into the pillows offering my own hello. A towel is wrapped around your waist and I can only guess that you have been awake for awhile. Your skin is still glistening with little drops of water that I find I have the urge to lick off. My hands run through my hair, my body stretching there before your eyes, the white sheet slipping over my body.

"Time?" I ask in my morning raspy voice, wondering how long before our little tryst comes to an end.

"It's eight," you tell me with watching eyes.

My leg bends slightly and I turn, beginning to move from the bed. Then you are there, in front of me. Your hands in mine as you pull me against you. My breath is temporarily gone as I feel your chest pressing against mine. Your hands have moved behind me, holding onto my ass, pushing me harder against you. My own hands move along your arms, resting on your shoulder briefly before moving to your chest. Our eyes are locked together; there are always those unspoken thoughts that pass between us. My right hand moves, coming close to your face and run a fingertip along your cheek. I smile, you smile and then our lips move closer together, finally touching.

The pressure starts light, a caressing and tasting that is so uniquely us. We take our time wanting re-explore every part of each other. My hand has moved from your cheek to your hair, the back of your neck. The kiss deepens, our tongues tasting each, drinking from what we so freely give. I can feel the desire growing in my own body and in yours. Your cock becomes hard and presses into my thigh. My nipples harden, they ache with the need to feel you touching, kissing, and licking them. Still we don't move, we do nothing but continue this mind blowing kiss. 

The one hand I've kept on your chest I move between us, somehow remembering that there is a towel still keeping us from fully touching. I pull, give just the slightest tug and then that towel is gone. My hand comes in perfect contact with you thickening cock. My slender fingers wrap around you and it's only then you break from our kiss to let out a groan. I simply smile wickedly at the little power I have. My fingers move testing that power, her you moan with approval. 

I turn us so that in a moment you can rest on the bed. I give you the littlest of pushes as I let go of your cock. You give me a look, one of those what do you have in mind types. I only shake my head and move to my knees before you. My hands run up along your thighs, I can your breathing it catches as you know what I'm after, what I want to taste. Closer, inch by excruciating inch I move. Then my hands reach what they want, what they have been searching for.

Your cock feels perfect in my hand. I simply savor the feeling, knowing that soon enough I'll have to go with just memory. I let the tip of my finger run along the head of your cock, then down to the base before moving up the other side. I lick my lips, my mouth watering with the need to feel you between my lips. I bend, my eyes looking at you as my mouth finally takes you in. The warm wetness of it causes a shutter from you. I take you deeper, farther into my mouth before moving back over your length. It's a give and a take, moving deep then backing off and letting the cool air hit your cock. 

I can feel your hands moving, then in my hair, pulling me to you. I love it, that feeling of you wanting me so much, yours hands buried in my hair. Knowing that I am giving you pleasure, giving you exactly what you need. I can feel your hips lifting, beginning to move your cock faster and deeper into my waiting mouth. I don't fight it; I just relax and open myself to you. Each movement becoming faster, your breath harsher, I know your close and I can't wait to taste to you. Your release comes, it's explosive. I take all you have, not letting up, not letting go until you finish. I can see your head lying back on the rumpled sheets. Your chest rising and falling with each intake of breath and I smile. 

"I'm going to shower," I tell you simply while I know I can get away.

I run the water, letting it get warm and set inside to feel it falling on my sensitive skin. My body aches with need, with desire, with wanting for you. It's all part of us, the whole package. I can simply hear your voice and its there. I simple hello and you can begin to get my panties wet. 

I turn my back and let the water fall down over my hair. My hands reach up, running through it. My eyes close and are oblivious to anything and everything. I reach out for the shampoo and it's gone. My eyes open to see you standing there a grin on your face as you motion for me to turn. Your hands run through my hair setting of sparks in my body. Before too long you're telling me to rinse and then the process happens all over with the conditioner. I'm left standing before you with clean hair. 

"Now the rest of you," you say taking the wash cloth and soaping it up.

Now I am in for a treat as I know your hands are going to be moving over my body. The cloth touches my shoulder and I let out a gasp. It's only a wash cloth I tell myself but it's so much more as you move it over me. Down my back you move in long strokes, over the curve of my ass. You linger only briefly as you bend down and wash the backs of my legs. Then you have me turn and continue the assault on my front half. You are slow; almost I could say methodical in your torture. You move higher your hands missing the part of me that s craving your touch most. It's onto my breast, my nipples are aching and the friction of the cloth nearly makes me delirious with pleasure. 

"Please," I whisper on a strangled breath.

The cloth falls to the floor and you back me under the water. It falls over me washing away any trace of soap and then your lips hit mine. There is such passion there. Your kisses are like a drug and I've easily become addicted. My hands grasp onto you. We turn my back hitting the cool tile of the shower wall. I gasp and your tongue moves into my mouth silencing anything I was thinking.

You hand moves down my body, over the swell of my hip to grip my leg and lift it. I can feel the pressure of your cock. Slowly moving, wanting entrance. I let out a groan as now you've lifted me and fully impaled me onto you cock. My head falls, leaning against the wall. The pleasure is so intense. Just the feeling of your cock filling my pussy this way is almost too much. Then you begin moving. It's a slow dance, in and out and my body is already wanting to draw you in deeper. Yet you won't have it, not yet. My hands dig into your shoulders and I move closer to that first climax. You move one hand and bring it to my nipple, you roll it between your fingers and I gasp. 

"Cum for me lover. Let hear you, let me feel you," I hear you rasp.

My cry is almost instantaneous. The walls of my pussy clamp around your cock, holding onto you. Your hands and body continue their torment. What a glorious torment it is. My body rides out each wave, each wonderful sensation. My voice fills the bathroom. One orgasm isn't enough as you keep pushing, keep fucking me towards another. I want you with me, I want to feel you letting go.

My eyes lock with yours, saying what I can't, begging almost for it. We kiss, our tongues mating as you cock takes on a new rhythm, harder and deeper then before. My legs lock around you, pulling you farther into me. I feel it, one more glorious thrust and it takes us over. I cry out your name, your voice groans. The pleasure is so intense as you pour all you have into me. I shake, my body rolling through ecstasy. 

"Oh my," I whisper to your ear.

"Yeah wow," you tell me and we laugh. You have such a way with words.

Slowly we untangle and rinse off as the water gets cold. Our hands linger over each other as we do. We dry off and slowly begin to dress. It leaves us little time for talking as we both have out routines and before too long we are ready to leave out little sanctuary and part ways. We ride to the airport together; sharing a cab brings back another memory. I rest my head on your shoulder and nothing is really said only simple small talk. Once there at we have to part ways, our gates are at separate ends of the terminal. 

You take my hand and we both smile. We know it's only the beginning. We share another of those times consuming, mind numbing kisses. My hand rests lightly on your shirt as your arm is wrapped around me. We softly whisper goodbye and turn and walk away. I'm smiling and I just know you are. I turn for just a little glimpse of you and see your hand reaching in your pocket. I know what's in there, a little gift I placed there before we left. 

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~MM