1 comments/ 13645 views/ 2 favorites Frank and the Lady Ch. 01 By: apieceofwork Stepping out of the cab, she had a clear thought that the night was already perfect. If he could be a gentleman for these after-show drinks there would be some fireworks on a second date. Tai took another look at Frank as he exited the cab. He was wearing a dark pinstripe suit in a modern double breasted style. He was very slender and a little short (still taller than her though) but the suit made him look fit and very masculine. He took her by the elbow into the apartment building. Tai handed Frank her champagne glass for a refill. The wine was very good, and everything was going so well. He was really listening to her opinions about the Brazilian restaurant, the symphony's performance, and now the politics of the real estate visible from the apartment balcony. What a guy, she thought. I should just end this date by inviting him on a second one. Frank came back with the glasses and some kind of blanket. He wrapped it around her shoulders - it seemed like cashmere - and hugged her from behind. They toasted the bay and took a drink. Tai could still feel the cashmere blanket around her and was very warm and comfortable. Did she fall asleep? She must be still at Frank's! She jolted awake. Why was it so pitch dark? She opened her dry mouth and tried to speak. Her voice was just a whisper. **** Frank couldn't help but smirk when the cab driver called Tai 'a beautiful lady' as he swiped the credit card. Lady was definitely the wrong word - at least by the end of the night. She did look good standing there on the curb though, with her sequinned dress and pinned up hair. Vulnerable though... or maybe he was just projecting. Maybe she wanted to be tied up and fucked relentlessly. When he brought the second glass of champagne he could tell by the look on her face that she was getting ready to leave. He wrapped her in a blanket and held her tight. They stood like that, sort of spooning, for just a minute. Then the knockout drops took effect. He caught the glass, set it down, then dragged her inside to a backless couch. She was draped over the furniture like an under-stuffed doll. He looked at her as he removed his suit and hung it on the valet hanger. His shirt and smalls went in the hamper. He turned up the heater. The sleeping doll was completely motionless other than the slow rise and fall of her breathing. She was not dreaming, or snoring. Frank ran his hands down his chest and grinned that his plan had worked. He grabbed his junk firmly with both hands and squeezed and pulled. A 'lady,' all ready to fuck, all to himself. This won't be like last time. He had all night. He stepped closer to her now, and looked down at her face. She had on a lot of eyeliner but her lipstick had mostly faded away. Her lips were slightly parted. Her dress, which clung suggestively before, looked shapeless in this position. He decided to take it off. Some tugging and grunting later, her dress and shoes were on the floor. Underneath she had been wearing a lacy black bra and shiny black shorts. He lay on her body. Her shorts caressed his glans - they must be silk. He started to thrust against her gently, then realized he didn't have to start gentle. He sat back slightly and grabbed his cock again, jamming it against the crease at the top of her leg. The slick silk felt amazing. He was leaving streaks of precum on the shorts, back and forth like a zigzag. He palmed her mons. Her pussy seemed to have a little hair. It was perhaps a little engorged. Frank rearranged the girls legs in order to pull down the shorts. throwing them on the floor also. Her short little bush was black in color. He spread her lips apart. Her pussy was light pink. He lay on top of her again, with his cheek against the lace of her bra. He stroked his cock with his hand, his glans barely brushing her pussy. He was lubricating her with more precum. He looked at her other breast. Gravity had flattened it but it was still sizable. He leaned over and lightly bit at her nipple through the lace until it got hard. Her nipples were dark against her fair skin. He moved his head to the other breast and did the same. He was on his knees between her legs. He looked down at her. Her head lolled to one side. He grabbed a little red pillow from the other black leather couch and jammed it under her butt. Then he grabbed her neck, and his cock once more. He tried not to squeeze her throat - he wouldn't be able to tell if she was losing air because she was already passed out. But he liked to have his hand there all the same. He thrust his cock inside her pussy. It seemed tight. He thrust in and out, going in slightly further each time. Finally he was at his hilt. He grabbed both of the doll-girl's breasts and began to thrust into her with an even rhythm. Her head bobbed back and forth mechanically. After a time he sat back slightly and grabbed one of her legs, bending it at the knee and pushing back. He looked down at his cock going in and out of her hole. Her pussy was a little more red now. That spurred him onward. He lowered a hand to her mons and squeezed it roughly like he did his cock earlier. He slowed his thrusting. He rubbed her pussy with the heel of his hand. It was getting wetter. Frank closed his eyes as he fucked her wet hole. A 'lady' indeed - what a slut. He felt the familiar pressure in his balls. He leaned forward still holding her folded leg. He came deep inside her and looked down on her unconscious face. Frank and the Lady Ch. 02 Part 2: Awake Tai once again shifted, tried to speak. "Hello?" she croaked. She was waking up properly now. Must be one of those sleep problems you have, when you think you can't move but you're fine. She could see better now, too. There was a faint green glow... over in the kitchen. She was at Frank's. Why was she sleeping? Tai righted herself, stood up. She had been on the flat couch. The door to the bedroom was half open. The bedroom looked darker than the living room/kitchen. She went toward the guest bathroom. Her feet were bare, making no noise on the wood flooring. After peeing, Tai considered her damp pussy. Frank was pretty fine, she must have gotten hot and bothered earlier without even noticing. When Tai came out of the powder room, Frank was waiting near the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. "Hey sleepy face. You don't drink very often, do you? That fourth glass of champagne and you were basically drooling on my shoulder." Tai cocked her head to the side. She felt fine, refreshed. Frank looked exceptionally sexy in some retro pajamas complete with belt and his short hair mussed on one side. "Uh, really?" Tai felt silly saying something so dumb after their intellectual conversations earlier. And still in her sequin dress, to boot. She suddenly felt self-conscious of the smeared eyeliner she ignored in the bathroom mirror, and no longer concerned about randomly waking up in her date's living room. Frank stretched his shoulders, his face scrunched up. Tai ogled his body some more. "You want some coffee so you can call a cab? I make a mean french roast," Frank offered, blinking. Tai took a deep breath. "Frankie, babe, I was going to tell you when I left that I wanted a second date. How about it starts now?" She stepped closer to him as she spoke, close enough to get a whiff of a woody scent. She lowered her eyes to the floor, then glanced up at him. Now with neither of them wearing shoes his eyes were several inches above his. The light from the bedroom barely revealed his clear brown eyes or lush dark lashes. He leaned in to kiss her, and held her face in her hands. He stroked her neck and jawline. *** Frank had only been asleep for a short while when he heard the flush of a toilet. The girl! She must be awake. He went to greet her, and shortly, she was kissing him. Her kisses started timid but soon involved a lot of tongue. Frank wondered how good the girl's blow jobs would be. Ladies don't go down, this chick certainly had. She had no initial response to his hands on her neck and jaw. Some girls were startled and didn't want to be touched there. After some preliminary hugging and squeezing, Frank brought his hands back to her neck. He pushed her back slightly and looked her in the eye. "Go sit on the couch." He came to her shortly, bearing two glasses of ice water and a bowl of sliced strawberries. She drank gratefully. Frank suppressed a smirk, knowing where some of that moisture had gone. He sat beside her and draped an arm around her shoulders, then began kissing her temples, face and shoulder. The girl responded by wiggling happily and bringing a hand to his abdomen and kissing him on the mouth again. They had been making out on the couch for nearly a half hour when a position changed revealed his raging hard-on, pressed against her leg. The girl only wiggled in response. Cock-hungry slut! Frank pulled her into a sitting position and pulled her dress right over her head. She unbuttoned his pajama top in response and continued kissing him, slipping her hands over his firm torso to his back. She pulled him back on top of her. The hot and heavy situation was not sustainable. The bitch needed it. Frank put one hand around her neck, propping himself up with the other arm. His groin was pressed close to hers. She was grinding on him in slow circles. He put pressure on the neck. No response. He squeezed a little tighter. She raised her chin. Frank had been rough to some girls in the past, and gentle to his dates. Never before had a victim kissed him willingly. Never before had a 'lady' basically begged to be strangled. He tightened his grip again and kissed her very firmly on the mouth. She wrapped one leg around him. Gripping her neck in both hands now, he stroked a path down her blood vessels with his thumb, then bit at her carefully with his bottom teeth. The bitch was loving it. He bit at her again and again, in the same spot. The pain must be something, he mused, as he squeezed her blood vessels carefully. She closed her eyes in response and wiggled against his raging-hard cock again. He thrust against her gently. The thin fabrics of their clothes did nothing to hide the fact that his cock was resting right in her pussy. The way she was grinding, her clit must be right up against the ridge at the base of his glans. *** Tai was grinding against Frank's cock, blissful in the oxygen deprivation caused by the hands on her neck. He let go of her completely. The blood rushed back to her brain. She took a long deep breath, and opened her eyes. Frank had a little half smile as he looked down on her. "Let's get naked," she said. Frank pulled her by the hand into the bedroom, where he shut off the light. It was surprisingly dark and she stood there waiting for her eyes to adjust. Frank apparently didn't need to wait - he unhooked her bra and pulled down her shorts. She stepped out of the shorts and shrugged off the brassiere, dropping it on the floor in the general direction of the shorts. Frank's hands were on her breasts and his naked member was touching the small of her back. He squeezed her breasts and then pinched firmly at her nipples. They hardened and he pinched slowly and firmly. Little jolts shot from her nipples toward her groin. Tai knew she had to get fucked soon. What a little hottie, she thought. So enthusiastic and not stupidly gentle. She could see the bed right in front of her now. She stepped and turned, sitting on the corner. It was a low, euro style bed, far lower than a chair. Her face was at the level of Frank's crotch, so she smiled. It would be silly not to blow him, she thought as she reached toward his hard cock. *** The bitch was sitting on the bed with her knees wide, reaching toward his aching cock. Then her mouth was on it. Frank let her set the pace in the beginning. It was more fun to face-fuck them when it was a surprise to them. These precious society type girls usually started so gentle and technical, with lots of tongue. The 'lady' was using her tongue, suction, and a little bit of teeth for contrast. Not biting, just sliding his tip along her smooth molars. One hand was on his balls. He put a hand right over hers, squeezing his balls. When he let go, she kept squeezing. A learner. He put a hand on her shoulder, lightly. He grazed his fingers against her shoulder line, neck, and jaw. The bitch kept sucking him off. Her rhythm needed work, so he once again put a hand over hers. He set a faster rhythm, and enjoyed the feel of her hand beneath his. He was looking at her very carefully in the dim light. Her eyes were squeezed shut; she looked focused. He pushed against her shoulder and she sprawled backwards. Propping himself with one arm, he began to thrust downward into her mouth, driving her head into the springy mattress. She didn't skip a beat, but loosened her grip on his cock. He let go as she did. She moved her hands to his hip bones and over his smooth body. Now free to fuck her face at his own pace, he gripped his cock again. He rubbed the tip over her lips, teeth and palate, exploring her mouth between thrusts. He would come soon. *** Tai's hands explored Frank's body. His skin was very soft and smooth in the hairless parts, like his hips. The hairy parts had quite a bit of fur, trimmed back. She squeezed his ass, nipples, and biceps variously. It was nice not to have to do too much work with blow jobs. He knew what he was doing with the face fucking. He wouldn't choke or gag her. His breathing ragged, Frank abruptly bounced backward, kneeling to her side. With a few strokes, he spilled his seed over her naked breasts and torso. Then he leaned down to kiss her deeply.