The elevator doors opened, and he had no choice but to step out into the lobby. He glanced around the room, trying to pick her out of the crowd, not sure whether she would even show up. And then he saw her.
She was sitting on a leather chair in the lobby when he walked up to her. He smiled down at her, saying a rather hoarse "hello". She stood to shake his hand, not knowing what else to do, and they looked at each other for what seemed like an age. She could tell he was trying hard to look only at her face, and not be a typical man, so she decided to rescue him. "Shall we go to the bar then?" she said with a smile, and walked on ahead. They sat with their drinks in a darkened corner of the lounge. He was typically complimentary about her. She asked about his meeting. He asked how life was for her in the city that she lived. She asked if he would be interested in creating a story with her. He thought that she meant writing one. Little did he know that she was talking in lines of writing about a real experience.
An hour or so and a few drinks later, he suddenly realized they were still laughing and chatting more pertinently; there was touching of each other's arms, knees and hands as the flirting escalated. She decided to let a foot dangle by his shin under the table, letting the hard toe of her knee-high black boots prod and eventually stroke his leg.
He felt the tip of her boot stroke his leg slowly. All of a sudden, sex reared its ugly head once more, except that it wasn't ugly to him at all, it was wonderful and overpoweringly seductive.
The "object of his
desire" which she was for him, had returned with a
vengeance. Except this time, it wasn't in the guise of some fantasy figure - it was a real live flesh and blood woman, who turned him on and made him laugh at that same time. The combination felt irresistible to him.
He looked over at her, and her eyes were sparkling with a wicked gleam. Without thinking, he said the first thing that came to his mind, "You're much sexier in the flesh, you know." He regretted the words almost as soon as they left his mouth, fearing that they would put a damper on what had been such a lovely evening. But she just smiled and said, "What a lovely thing to
say! Flattery will get you everywhere, you know."
She got gracefully up out of her chair and excused herself to go powder her nose. He found his eyes riveted to her bell-shaped bottom as she sashayed across the floor with hips swaying seductively under her skirt towards the ladies room. The promise of something more was unmistakable, but he was reluctant to break the spell of such a wonderful evening by suggesting that it might turn into something more. He gulped down his drink, and tried to come up with
some clever way out of his dilemma. He was still debating his next move when she returned.
Not wanting to make a mistake, but not wanting the evening to be over yet either, he said the first thing that came to his mind, "I think it's my turn to buy the next round, Shilpi." Fortunately, she was a woman who knew her mind, and wasn't afraid of speaking it. "Or we could just take a bottle of champagne up to your room?" she said with that wicked grin once again on her lips.
He was looking his fantasy right in the eye. It was so easy to think about her in any way he desired when he watched her on
his computer screen, but now he was speechless. After a moment of silence he noticed that she had a flustered look on her face, feeling as though she had said something wrong. He liked her too much to let her feel uncomfortable about having made such a wonderfully bold suggestion.
"No, no, no, no" he said, standing up from his chair. "Sorry, I was just shocked. I mean, I wasn't really expecting... Oh, hell yes - I'd love to!" He took a deep breath after he got up the nerve to speak his mind.
"Look, you turn me on more than any woman that I've ever known. I've just been convincing myself that you wouldn't want to see my room, so that there would be no danger of me being disappointed tonight. I guess I wasn't expecting you to suggest it, either. Let's go get some
champagne before I bore you with my silly explanations" he laughed. Shilpi laughed in return. That wicked smile returned to her lips, and that sparkle to her eyes. He knew he had to have her, even if it was just for a moment in time. They stopped at the register to order a bottle of
champagne to his room, and then they walked over to the elevator, with her arm linked sexily
in his. As the doors opened, he leaned forward to enter the elevator with the thought of sweeping her into his arms, until he suddenly realized that there were an elderly man and woman standing there. He stumbled into the elevator, pulling her behind him as he suddenly
checked his "move". "Pretty suave, sailor!" she laughed. The elderly couple raised their eyebrows, but didn't say a word. They didn't have to. He pressed the button for the fifth floor and they rode the rest of the way up in smirking silence. As the elevator doors opened, he grabbed her hand and
they ran down the corridor laughing. He was thankful that the key card worked on the first try, and let her into his room. He turned to throw his jacked over a chair, and he heard the bed creak. He looked back to see Shilpi spread out on the bed, leaning on one arm with her legs stretched out deliciously. He sat down next to her on the bed, and all hesitation disappeared.
He leaned over to wrap his arms around her, lowering his head down to hers. Their lips met in a wet, open-mouthed kiss. He felt all of his passion releasing itself in that embrace, feeling her molding her body into his. The softness of her arms folding around his neck and the smooth ripples of her muscles under her clothing promised unspeakable delights to him. They were sharing a delicious kiss when the champagne arrived. He hurriedly tipped the bellboy and virtually threw the tray on to the table. A drink was not on his mind. She smiled as he went back over to the bed and laid down next to her, facing her. His hand went instinctively to her waist as he moved to kiss her again, pulling her toward him. She reached around and held his ass, wrapped her leg around his. They lay there on their sides kissing for what seemed like an age,
softly exploring each others mouths, and his hands began exploring beneath her top, first up and down the smooth skin of her back, then gradually around to the front of her bra. She could
feel him getting hard through his trousers with his leg pressing against her thigh. Feeling the thrill of his arousal, Shilpi pushed away slightly and began unfastening his belt, then the button and the zipper. She looked right into his eyes and reached into his trousers. Her playful fingers delved for his cock, finding it hot and throbbing. She squeezed it as she leant forward for another sweet kiss. His hand roamed over her bra clad breasts, gently squeezing one, then the other as she toyed with his dick, both of them letting out gentle moans as the stimulation increased.
Feeling the desire for more, Shilpi sat up and began unfastening her blouse while he laid on his side and watched transfixed. "I'd ask how you want me, but I think I know the answer to that"
she said with a smile as she threw the blouse to the floor and re-adjusted her bra. She intended on keeping her lingerie on for a little while longer, just to keep him curious. "I would want you anyway it pleases you" he replied, subtly kicking off his shoes over the side of the bed. "Hmm, good answer" she responded while she unzipped her long black boots and kicked them off to the floor. She then got up off the bed, and standing beside it she slowly unzipped her skirt, letting it fall slowly over her hips to reveal her finest black panties and black stockings. He knew she could be any man's wet dream. There was an aura about her - she positively glowed with sexual promise.
She stood for a moment, a pause for him to stare, then crawled slowly and deliberately onto the bed on all fours, heading for the open fly of his trousers. She pulled them down, expertly hooking away his socks too as his trousers left his legs, and then returned to drag away his boxers. An
attentive cock stood there for her, waiting, twitching with anticipation. Her eyes transfixed to it, she always loved the sight of a man aroused. He sat up and pulled his shirt off over his head, not
even bothering with the buttons, and lay back down, all the while his eyes kept fixed firmly on her curves in black lace. By now she was poised over his groin, and his left hand had reached out
to stroke up her leg, to her ass, and up her back. She placed a hand on one of his thighs and began kissing the other one softly, working her way up in the obvious direction, slowly and surely, as his hand traced the contours of her body. She wasn't waiting for any more signs. She
wanted sex, and she wanted it with him. He laid frozen by her incredibly erotic visage. He had never been with a woman who wanted it like that. When her lips finally reached his groin, she glanced up to check that he was watching her mouth rather than her body. He was giving her his full attention as she placed the first wet kiss on his balls, then another at the base of his stiff cock and worked her way up the underside, turning it into the wettest lick she could muster by the time she reached the tip.
She used her left hand to grip the base of his cock and with her right hand she pulled her blond hair away from her face. He could see perfectly her wet mouth closing over the head of his cock, he could feel her tongue licking the pre-cum from his sensitive pee-hole as he entered her mouth. He sighed loudly, and she continued drawing as much of his manhood into her mouth as she could handle. She took a full-mouth of his hot throbbing flesh with a loud moaning suck, while her left hand pushed his thighs apart so she could caress his scrotum.
Her head lifted up slowly, making a point of leaving as wet and slimy a coating on his cock that she could. Her mouth released the end with a gasp. She squeezed his balls and licked and re-licked the throbbing tool in front of her face. He smelt of man, and now she was beginning
to get hungry. She loved pleasing men and prided her passionate skills of fellatio. She indulged in one more long suck around the end of his cock, gradually building the pressure as her mouth tightened, and then pulled away and sat back.
He had the pure look of lust in his eyes, which only grew as she reached behind to unfasten her bra, tossing it aside. He watched her heavy tits sway as she crawled between his open legs and knelt upright, hooking her thumbs into her panties and slowly pushing them past her stocking
tops and down to her knees. "God you're divine" he said, as she returned to a crawling position and moved slowly towards his face. She worked her panties down her calves and kicked them away, then straddled her knees on either side of him. She leaned forward, kissed him briefly, then sat up and smiled down at him. "I do hope the reality can match the fantasy, darling."
"It already does, Shilpi" he smiled back. She reached down behind her, raised herself on her
left leg, and held his dick upright. She wanted him to watch as she lowered herself on him
for the first time. She made a point of watching too, giving the base of his shaft one last squeeze, and lowered the opening of her pussy on to him. She kept hold of his base as she slid downward, taking him inch by inch, her hot wet tunnel devouring its prey. She let go and took him all the way in, and her hands went to either side of his shoulders. She held the position for a moment, merely squeezing him inside of her, and they kissed a soft, tender kiss. His hands went to her back, his strong arms held her, and they both moaned as she began to move on him.
"I can't believe we're finally fucking" she said as she grazed her erect nipples over his chest, gyrating her body with him inside of her. "It could be a long night. I've been dreaming about
fucking you ever since we first started writing to each other." He couldn't believe the words coming from her mouth. It was like nothing he would imagine her saying, but her words lifted his spirit to the place where he was, in heavenly bliss.
She pushed back and sat upright, running her hands over his chest and switching to more pronounced movements as his hands slipped down to her hips. She was not the disappointing type, and she was determined this first fuck would be all he imagined it would be. Bracing her hands against his chest, she began a delicious twisting motion with her hips. It wasn't just up and down, or side to side - it was a constant rolling and pumping that kept him in exquisite contact
with her inner core, rotating her pelvis to stimulate every nerve ending in his swollen cock. She liked the way it felt, the way it incited her own arousal. He wanted this feeling to last all night, but he didn't know how much longer he could keep from coming. The soft, wet sensations of her pussy were too intense, and kept building without letting up. He reached to stroke her bobbing breasts, tweaking her nipples alternately as she raised and lowered her hips over his rock-hard, nearly bursting cock. He stared at the juncture of their bodies, mesmerized by the slick surfaces sliding within and around each other, the lips of her pussy flexing wetly around the hard shaft of his dick. He took his gaze up her body, past her flexing stomach to her large breasts dangling with pointed tips, jiggling in time to the rhythm. He looked past her slender neck, over her pouting lips framing her half-open mouth as she panted slightly in her exertion. But his eyes
then locked with hers, riveting his attention for good. She had a look of sheer lust. And mischief. And tenderness. It was a look that pierced him to the core - a look that he knew he would take
with him forever. He struggled hard to maintain, to keep from drifting off into ecstasy.
Just when he thought that he had managed to bring his arousal under control, she reached behind her ass to stroke his balls. The move caught him by surprise, and he knew there would be no holding back for him. He grabbed her, pulling her down to his chest and burying his face
in the hollow of her neck. He made a motion to lift her up and slip his cock out before it was too late, but she clamped down tightly and whispered into his ear, "Come inside me, it's OK."
His hands slipped down to her hips, which began a wild gyration - a combination of twisting and rolling which brought her pubic bone into exquisite contact with his. A few moments of this and
he was driven over the edge. His hips thrust upwards into her straining thighs, driving himself
deeply inside her pussy as he was about to plant his seed. He groaned loudly with catching breath as he exploded with a gush of warm seed. His cock felt like it was on fire, spurting, again,
and again. The warm feel of his cum flowing against the walls of her pussy drove her over
the edge as well. He felt her pussy contracting around his cock as she trembled against him, the squeals from her lips and the jerks of her body as her orgasm came in one wave after another. His cock continued spurting, in smaller and smaller ejaculations, and she milked every drop that came out of him. Her arms wrapped around his head, she slowly relaxed onto his chest, her body trembled occasionally from the after shocks of her own orgasm. His cheek nuzzled against hers, his lips nibbled gently at her ear. Her body lay limp in his embrace while his hands ran slowly over her soft curves, from her thighs over her ass, up her back to her shoulders. He felt her breathing slowly relax, as well as his. They were at total peace.
She eventually slid off of him, whispering in his ear "I have to use the bathroom." She shifted her weight and swung her legs off the bed. He was too drained to open his eyes, but he heard her
feet padding across the carpet, and the creak of the closing door. He listened at the sound of the cute tinkle making obvious what she was doing, and then the sounds of water running.
When she exited the bedroom, he was still in bed, leaning back on the pillow. He drank in the unaffected beauty of her incredibly sexy body, and realized with a sinking feeling that the evening was probably not far from being over.
She walked over to her purse, pulling out a pack of
lighting one, taking a couple puffs from it, inhaling
the smoke into
her lungs like it was the second most enjoyable
pleasure of her day,
sex being the first. She didn't look at him while she
smoked, but he
could tell that she was in deep thought about
something. The cigarette
hardly burnt down before she put it out and pulled her
cell phone from
She hit a speed-dial button and listened for a moment,
then spoke into
the phone. "Hi Nidhi. Is everything all right?.....
everything is fine here." She flashed him a wicked
grin. "Listen, I
might be very late. Would you mind staying the night
and getting Nishu
off to school in the morning?.... Oh thanks, you're a
doll. See you
With that, she closed her phone and placed it back
inside her purse. She
turned back to him with a shy smile, her face seeming
to frame an
unspoken question. He didn't speak either, just lifted
the blanket and
patted the bed next to him. She slid into bed,
wrapping her arms around
him and burying her face in his chest.
He reached over her to turn off the light, and they
snuggled under the
bed sheets. She sighed and then twisted around in his
his arms and wrapping them around her like a cloak as
she snuggled her
back against him. Her warm body fit perfectly into his
back pressed tightly against his chest and her rounded
snugly into the bend of his groin.
He didn't want to move, so as not to disturb the
moment, but his hands
couldn't resist stroking her body, tracing the line of
past the curve of her stomach, over the smooth skin of
her thighs, and
then back up, fingers lingering to briefly entangle
themselves in her
pubic hairs. He ran his fingers lightly over the lips
of her pussy, so
warm and slippery. He rarely met a woman in his life
who would give
herself so freely to him, there was no way he could
sleep laying next
He would have been perfectly content to spend the rest
of his life like
this, merely touching her. However, another part of
him seemed to
acquire a bit of new life. His prick, which was
nestled between the
globes of her derriere, twitched slightly, growing
slowly harder as it
started regaining some of its former robustness. He
felt her ass
starting to undulate gently against him, obviously
aware of his new
growth as well, which further stimulated his cock's
He was still only semi-hard when she turned her head
back to him and
said sleepily, with a smile on her lips, "It seems
like someone isn't
yet done for the night."
He had no idea if he had it in him to go another
round, but he suddenly
felt the need to taste her. He kissed her cheek,
nibbling down her chin
and onto the soft curve of her neck. He pressed her
gently to the bed, turning her onto her back as he
lifted his leg over
hers and buried his nose in the hollow of her armpit,
kissing her upper
arms and then licking upwards. The heady smell of her
scent and sweat
aroused him even more.
He touched his lips and tongue to her neck, trailing
towards the hollow between her perfect breasts, then
curve of her left breast to her nipple, which rose to
harden under his
insisting tongue. A delightful moan slipped from her
lips and she
arched her breasts, offering them up to his pleasure.
He rose up to
kiss his way over to her other nipple, which responded
The moans and sighs escaping her lips told him she
having her nipples pleasured and he tortured them
until they turned
beet red. He found her flesh extremely intoxicating
and wanted to taste
more of her. His hands trailed down to her hips as his
lips left her
breasts and continued their way downward, kissing a
trail over her
belly to her navel, delving his tongue in it.
She placed her hands on his head, pushing him
downward, urging him
towards her parted thighs. The scent of her arousal
nostrils as his lips reached the top of her curly mat.
His lips passed
over it, licking the salty skin at her juncture. She
fingers in his hair, and he heard a slight hiss escape
from her lips as
he nibble briefly over the inviting lips of her pussy,
but he wasn't
yet ready to dive in.
He lowered his head to the inside of her thigh, just
above the bend of
her knee and nibbled at the soft skin of her inner
thigh, working his
way back up to his ultimate goal. Just before he
reached there, he bent
back down to her other knee. She let out a tiny groan
Her groan turned into a moan as his lips and tongue
worked their way up
the inside of her other thigh. He reached his ultimate
goal, his nose
buried in the juncture of her thighs. He could feel
the wetness of her
secretions, like dewdrops on her trimmed bush, and he
could smell the
sharp scent of her arousal. There was no more teasing
- he lifted his
head and pressed his mouth to her cunt.
He kissed the wet lips of her pussy, and then buried
his tongue inside
her, tasting the mixture of their cum. She gripped the
hair of his head
and opened her legs wider, moaning as his tongue left
her dripping hole
and traced a path to her clit.
Her head pressed back against the pillows and she
closed her eyes, he
pressed her thighs back against her chest as his mouth
worked her into
a frenzy. His tongue flicked her clit faster and she
could feel another
orgasm coming on with this kind of clit action. As she
looked down into his eyes, he pulled her legs further
apart and ran his
right hand around the backside of her thigh. She
whispered, "Finger me,
His hand slowly stroked all the way down to her ass,
momentarily, before shifting across to her cunt. She
felt his middle
finger slide slowly into her, working in and out
slowly, creating more
wet noises between her legs.
"Two," she pronounced, sounding almost desperate. She
loved to be sucked
and fingered at the same time and she wanted to cum on
his face. His
tongue rubbed her clit harder, faster as his fingers
worked in and out
of her dripping hole, winding her tightly up against
climax. She cried out knowing it was going to be a big
one. She raised
her hands up around her head, pushing against the wall
at the head of
the bed, and levered her crotch into her lover's face
as he sucked and
"AHHHH...YESSSS....AHHHHH....YESSSS" she screamed with
abandon as she
smeared her gushing cunt against his face. Her body
bucked on the bed,
like a victim of massive electric shocks. The twitches
lessened as the orgasm subsided until finally her
raised ass fell away
from his face and dropped to the bed.
"Mmmmmmm, that was great" she whispered with a smile
of satisfaction as
she opened her eyes and looked down at him, reaching
to stroke his head
between her thighs.
He slowly withdrew his fingers from her pussy,
watching them slide out
as he did so. She moaned softly, and pulled him up to
her. He was on
all fours over her and they kissed softly. She licked
along his lips,
wanting to taste herself on him. She could feel his
cock was rock hard
against her thigh, and reached down to try and pull
him into her. He
resisted. "No we don't have to..."
"I want to" she insisted, and raised her legs, using
her calves to pull
him into her, his hard cock sliding straight into her
His breath caught in his throat as he felt her
delicious heat again.
She constricted her pussy around his cock and pulled
him down to kiss
him again. "I want you to fuck me."
He began fucking her slowly, and kissing her softly on
the neck. His
tongue traced a path down to her nipple and sucked it
ridged, one hand
reaching under her back to hold her close as he moved
in and out. She
moaned, not just for show, it was a massive turn-on
being able to smell
herself on him. She wasn't going to cum again so soon
but the sex felt
She reached across for his free hand, the one that had
been in her
moments earlier, and moved it towards her. He
collapsed a little on to
her body without the hand to lean on, but he was
closer to her face as
she began licking the two fingers smeared with her
juices. With her
mouth wide open, she groaned hungrily as she lapped at
licking each one from top to bottom, working her
tongue in the gaps
He moaned and began fucking her harder, adding rhythm
to his strokes. It
seemed like he might cum soon, and who could blame
him; she was as hot
and wet as she could get around his cock, and she was
putting on quite
a show with his soiled fingers in her wanton mouth. He
relish - he seemed more turned on than earlier, and
started coming down
harder on her as she raised her legs and reached
around to grip his
ass. Her knees were bent, her legs way back, giving
him all the access
he needed to pound his entire cock in and out of her
She felt him shoot twice before he collapsed
completely, then she
squeezed gently, holding him inside of her as he went
soft for the
"Oh God, I can't believe we just did that. I can't
believe I managed
that" he said after getting his breath back.
She laughed as he rolled off and flopped on to the bed
beside her. She
was happy just to roll over and let his cum seep from
her onto the
sheets as they kissed tenderly under the blankets.
Somewhere in the
midst of each other's arms they both drifted off into
a sound sleep...
She was lying semi-awake for what seemed like an age
before the sleeping
man laying beside her stirred. Being used to getting
up early for
getting her daughter off to school and getting ready
for work had her
body tuned to a particular routine. She had plenty of
time to think
about what she had done, and how much she had enjoyed
it. She felt a
daring inspiration to write about it. It was too good
of a story to
keep to herself. She decided to take the day off from
work and as soon
as she got home, she would sit down at her desktop and
do just that.
She knew he had to get up soon to catch his flight
back. A proper
goodbye was a must, it seemed to her.
When he eventually murmured something and rolled over
towards her, she
was ready with a smile and a kiss and a cuddle. She
reached down deep
under the covers and wrapped her fingers around his
letting him know that she had every intention of
saying goodbye in the
proper way. His cock hardened quickly as she stroked
She pushed the covers down and slowly slid down the
bed sheets to his
clammy cock. She took him into her mouth and began
giving him a slow
suck. He moaned and stretched out on the bed while she
gave him a
deliciously fantastic blow job in which he rewarded
her with a mouth
full of cum. She moaned and sucked greedily as he
emptied his balls,
swallowing all he had to give her.
They spent more time together in the shower, washing
each other between
kisses and hugs, but the time was getting on and he
had to catch his
flight. The last few minutes were a blur of motions as
they hastened to
get dressed and say their final farewells.
She walked with him to the exit of the lobby and
waited while he hailed
a cab for the airport. When he got into the cab, she
leaned into the
rolled down window to give him one last kiss. As the
cab pulled away,
he turned to look out the back window, seeing her
watching him ride off.
Would she ever see him again? Who knows? Maybe, if the
arose, and if both were willing, and interested.