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The Nooner, Part One
They had been holding conversations on the phone, over the Internet, but had never been as close as they were to be on Wednesday.
In the course of their conversations, they traded the most hot,
It was a fairly normal day for both. When he got to work, he left a
She recognized his voice and immediately felt her pussy moisten. But she wondered what in the hell he was up to. She had a hard time concentrating on her work the remainder of the morning and was continually asked if she was all right by her supervisor. At first, she told her supervisor she was okay, but it became clear that she was useless at her desk. Her supervisor told her to take a break, go home and rest.
"I'll except you back, unless you're on your death bed."
By then, it was 11:00 am and she knew she would have a short drive to Medved Hummer. Not wanting to be late, she reluctantly left work and told her supervisor she would probably feel better in a few hours. Little did she know how much better!
She arrived at Medved Hummer at exactly 11:45 am, went to the display Hummer, found the note and started reading it:
"Cutie: I know this is a bit unusual, but you must follow these
After locking the door, take all your clothes off, go to the bathroom, turn on the shower, and get into the tub. Get your hair wet, use the soap provided and lather up your entire body. Wait for further instructions." She was a little apprehensive since there was no one else in the room. Nevertheless, she knew the door was locked and she had nothing to lose but a few minutes of shower time.
She began to follow the instructions in the note. As she removed her blouse, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Although it seemed hot in the room, her nipples were harder than they had ever been before, almost ripping holes in the lacy, see-thru bra she had put on this morning. She took off her slacks and leggings and noticed that her pussy had indeed been so moist with wetness that she wondered how she got through the morning after hearing his voice mail.
Her clit was heaving beneath her lips as she briefly rubbed it. She went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and when the water was just right, climbed in and began to lather herself up, just like the note said.
A few moments had passed and nothing had happened. Just then the light went out leaving that small night light the only illumination in the bathroom. Just then, she heard his voice.
"Are you all lathered up", he asked.
"Hard to tell", she said in that sexy voice of hers. "Why don't you
As he entered the tub, he pulled the shower curtain to the rear of the tub and out of the way. They immediately locked themselves in an embrace that would seemingly last forever.
She had waited so long with anticipation of this moment that it seemed like they were locked for hours. The long, deep, and passionate kissed that they both promised each other finally materialized.
As they kissed, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. He
While he was playing with her tits, she began stroking his back,
"Now it's my turn with the fucking instructions! Just stand there and don't say a word!"
As he stood there getting wet, she gave him an even deeper, passionate kiss that lasted a split second. She moved down his body stopping at his neck, his nipples, his stomach, then continued to caress down one leg, back up, around the base of his cock, then down and up the other leg. As she was going from one leg to the next, her wet hair pulled against the tip of his cock.
"Oh, god! You sure know how to torture a guy, don't you?"
She stopped, and with that sexy grin said: "Shut the fuck up!
She began to slowly work her lips up and down the shaft of his cock, kissing, rubbing, as she caught a view of the veins bulging from his shaft. The bulge on the under side of his cock seemed as big as her finger when she licked it like a piece of long red licorice. She took the tip of his cock into her mouth, first kissing, then rolling her tongue about it, then without warning, plunged his hard love muscle to the back of her throat with a slow earnestness that caused his cock to throb and become engorged. Not wanting him to cum yet, she grabbed the base of his cock tightly, and slowly began to return to the tip of his hardness.
With that sexy grin, she looked at him as if saying "How what that, stud?" He looked at her, pulled her up off her knees, and gave her another deep passionate kiss. This time, as they shared tongues, he grabbed her ass and pulled her close to him so she could feel his hard dick against her stomach.
After several attempts with her hands to slide his cock into her now dripping wet pussy, he turned her around and bent her over then slid his pulsating dick into her pussy, slowly, repeatedly. Her tits were bouncing so much she had to grab them, and in doing so, made her even more excited.
"Fuck my pussy" she said, "Fuck it hard", she demanded.
They continued their doggie pleasure for a few minutes, and as he withdrew his penis from her love canal, she turned again and met him with another kiss. By this time, the water was getting a bit too cold to do anything but make both their nipples hard, and his cock limp. They decided to turn the shower off, dry off and retreat to the bed.
They were both out of breath as they toweled off. He finished first and laid down on the bed spread eagle on his back. She took some time in the bathroom, and as he lay there on the bed, he could hear her hum what seemed like a love song intermixed with dull, earthy moaning.
She came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. The towel was barely big enough to cover hear melon like breasts, but it hardly reached to the middle of her ass. When she turned around from turning on the music channel on the TV, the towel barely reached the top of her closely trimmed patch above her love canal.
Without shedding her towel, she climbed on the bed and stood over him as he took in her pleasure. Slowly, she knelt down with her legs spread, teasing his tongue that couldn't yet reach her clit. She resisted his attempts to pull her closer, teasing him, as she became moist with passion. As he began kissing her thighs, she bit her lip, and put her hands to her mouth thinking that would muffle the moaning she was learning she couldn't control.
She could feel his cock growing against the back of her thigh but she didn't know if she wanted to be sucked with his mouth, or fucked with his cock. With a loud earthy moan, she ripped off the towel, moved back and lunged her tits into his face. As his mouth began to open, she could feel his love muscle entering her pussy. She pulled off his cock and thrusted back to his mouth with her tits. His hands were gently kneading her tits and guiding her reddish-brown areola toward his talented tongue. Without touching her nipples, he blew softly over the circles he traced with his tongue making the nipples stand erect.
After going back and forth from lunching on her tits to teasing her
"Be patient, the best is yet to cum", he said whispering in her ear.
She quivered and shivered as she pulled her arms close to her body, thrusting her tits up and out, then bringing her hands up and squeezing her tits. She sat back on the bed saying: "You really know what buttons to push. Got any more surprises in your
With a wry grin, he took her in his arms and gave her another kiss, deep with passion. He stopped, looked her in the eyes, and dropped his sights to her pouting lips. He leaned forward and softly took the bottom lip in his teeth and pulled back. He did the same with her upper lip as she melted in his arms. He placed her on her back, positioned her hands above her head, and moved over to the bag he had stashed under the bed and pulled out something special he was saving for the right moment.
As she saw what he had brought out of the bag, she moaned, then squeaked with excitement. She couldn't wait to see what he would dowith it.
Earlier that day, he had gone to The Sharper Image to look for something unique and special for their "lunch" at The All American. After looking over their personal devices, he settled on a personal massager with a variety of attachments - attachments that could be used with great precision to reach all those tiny, hard-to-reach places. After a thorough demonstration by the saleswoman, he paid for it and was on his way to pick
While she was visiting the bathroom, he took a plastic bag out of his bag. The plastic bag was filled with rose petals - red, yellow, and white. He sprinkled them all over the bed where they would explore each other for awhile, giving the entire room the scent of a garden. As she returned from the bathroom, she wanted to attack him right there. But after a short, deep kiss, he assured her that there was more to the fabric he had fashioned out of the petals and sat her down on the bed.
He bought out the massager (which produced the moan and squeaky excitement), plugged it into the outlet, and before turning it on, he asked her if he could blindfold her. She agreed. As he was placing the silk blindfold over her eyes, she softly said, "Be sure to show me how ALL the attachments work!" He said, "In time. Don't worry, you'll see all the important ones." As he was tying the knot behind her head, she reached over and gently
He cupped his hands around her head and lowered it to the awaiting pillow, kissing her forehead, eyes, and whispering in her ears "Are you ready for this?" With a deep breath, a muffled moan, and brief shivering, all she could muster was a faint and brief nod "yes".
To optimize the performance of the massager, he reached inside the bag and retrieved a small vial of oil. Not just any oil, but some oil he bought from a Chinese herbalist. It had as its main ingredient Ginkgo, a Chinese herb known for heightening sexual energy. Its smell was that of clove, also known for its sexual properties. Completely edible, it had a slight burning sensation to the lips.
He poured some into his hands and began to rub her body with the talent that rivaled a symphony conductor bringing so many instruments in unison to the crescendos written by the masters.
Slowly, he encircled her lips with the oil, making sure to leave enough under her nose to smell throughout the massage. As he moved to the chin and neck, he could see her take deep breaths through her nose to taste the smell of what she was feeling by his hands. With each deep breath she took, her breasts heaved and her back arched with anticipation. He wouldn't notice it until later, but as she arched her back, her nipples grew, flushed with blood and seemingly begging to be next.
He noticed her carotid arteries in her neck pulsing. And as he paused for a second, he could feel his cock throb in unison with her arteries. As turned on as they both had become, he had to refocus his attention back to his mission - the massage.
She stopped breathing hard, relaxing to melt back into the bed. He poured more oil into his hands, then proceeded to work his way down her body.
He took his hands and started at the top, working circles around her tits making them smaller, and removing a finger with each pass. As the circles became smaller, his fingers moved slower. By the time he reached the area that was the edge of her nipples, they were again populated with goose bump-like protrusions. "Hmmmmmmmmm," she moaned as he paused to massage one
When both had been seemingly stimulated enough to jump out of their skin, he moved on, but not before giving each nipple a circular stroke with his tongue. He got a whiff of the love oil and knew he had made the right choice at the Chinese Herbalist shop. He remembered he had promised to tell Wang Duc how well his custom-made potion worked - for both of them!
He journeyed down her stomach, noticing that she was slightly ticklish (something he would remember for later!). He reached her love crease and fashioned triangles with his fingers - from the right edge of her trimmed patch, over to the left edge, and down to the top of her clit. With each successive triangle, he paused at her clit as it became engorged. It was as if it was getting harder with each touch. Soon, it became the focal point of the massage.
He took the swollen clit between his thumb and index finger, rolling it from side to side like an eighth grader playing with his pencil. Her arms began to tense as she grabbed the sheets in her fists. As she sensed his mouth getting nearer, she again arched her back throwing her pulsating clit close to the tongue that she knew would soon take over. "Ohhhhhh, god! What are
He took a rose petal in his lips and moved up to her head, massaging her body on the way up to her lips. She took the rose petal into her mouth and then swallowed it whole.
"Got anything else I can swallow whole?", she asked.
"Oh, I think I can find something you'll enjoy," he said. "But you have to leave the blindfold on for a bit longer, okay?"
Just then, she could hear what she thought was a humming sound. She knew she would be in for some real stimulation now. The massager was running. She was wet with anticipation, shaking with passion and excitement, and he was ready to light the fuse that would explode the "weapons of mass excitement" they both were armed with. |
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