I have a terrible affliction…..I crave your touch, your kisses, the taste of your skin against mine. We don’t get to see nearly enough of one another. It’s been a little over a year since the last time I held you in my arms….a few stolen hours when we both happened to be in the same city, a night spent dreaming in your arms. No one but us matters when we are together ~ you are parched for the affection I deliver to your body, and I am overcome by your hunger.

As I step in to the room I know this time will be special. Your weekly calls to my mobile phone ~ updating me on your life and caring about mine ~ have been teasing me. Thinking about your touch for the past year has stoked my passion into a frenzy, and I am dripping before I even lay eyes on you. I’ve worn a long black skirt and a tight-fitting black silk top, black lace bra, and no panties to your room. I am certain that you can smell my heat as you take me into your arms.

You kiss me ~ hard deep kisses that acknowledge your passion and need ~ and your hands stroke down my back. As I stroke your face and moan my pleasure into your mouth, your hands make their way to my ass and squeeze it tightly. You make a pleased sound as you realize you’re not detecting any panty lines. In response, I begin to stroke my hands down your body…tracing the lines of your bald head, your sensitive neck…massaging your broad shoulders…feeling your chest and arms (you’ve been working out! I think)…then I grip your ass and pull you tightly to me. I kiss your neck (standing on my toes to make this happen), and then whisper into your ear. “Tonight I am going to fulfill your every fantasy,” I promise.

~more to come~

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Life is too short not to love and be loved....preferably multiple times in one night.

I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney

You murmur something incoherent, covering the general theme that finally having me in the same room with you is your fantasy. I put my finger to your lips to shush you, and you take my index finger into your mouth and begin to suck it, tantalizing me with the possibilities. You raise your eyebrows in surprise as you taste my juices on my fingers, and you realize that I was so excited that I started without you.

I gently remove my finger from your mouth, and I push you up against the wall. I begin to run my hands over your body again, a bit more aggressively this time. I pull your shirt from your pants and run my hands over your chest, telling you how good your skin feels against mine. I begin to unbutton your white dress shirt with my teeth, leaving traces of my red lipstick behind on your shirt. I wonder fleetingly if you will have the shirt dry cleaned by the hotel. I know you won’t take it home ~ your wife wouldn’t know what to say. You make no protest as I do this, and I know that you too are caught up in the moment.

When I finish unbuttoning the shirt, I bring my lips to your nipples. I start by gently flicking one with my tongue, and then sucking on it until it becomes erect. The flick of my tongue on your nipple becomes more insistent as your passion heats up. As I tease you, I gently bite down on the nub…and hear you gasp in surprise and pain. I know later I’ll be “punished” for this little maneuver. I look up into your eyes, smile sweetly, and say, “I want to hear you beg me to suck your cock.”

~more~

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Life is too short not to love and be loved....preferably multiple times in one night.

I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney

You rush to accommodate my request. “Baby, I love your mouth,” you whisper. Your slight Arkansas twang is barely recognizable, after years of living in Atlanta. “You know you’re going to make me cum if you suck my cock….I am so hard for you,” you continue. “I’ve been dreaming about your lips, about the way your mouth feels around my cock.”

Encouraged by the way I am kissing your neck as you admit your fantasies, you begin to push my shoulders down, urging me to get on my knees in front of you. I smile and accommodate by kneeling down in front of you, I begin to fumble with your belt. I can’t wait to taste you, to hear you moan as I take all of your girth into my mouth and down my throat. I manage to unfasten your belt and zipper, and gently ease your trousers down over your body. Your sexy black jockeys follow, and I gently roll your socks down over your feet and place them to the side. I take a moment and revel in your hardness, and the glistening drop of precum on your cock. You have the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen.

I lick my lips, and begin by gradually teasing your cock head. I place little pecks around the tip, gently at first. I begin to lick more aggressively, as I run my tongue from the base of your dick up to the tip. I start from one side, and then do this on the other side. With my fingers, I press your cock up against your torso and take your balls into my mouth. I begin to suck on them, taking each one into my mouth and twirling my tongue around it. I draw the skin taught with my other hand and lick strongly along your sac. I slide the hand that was on your balls down and begin to softly massage the skin directly underneath your balls. I can feel your cock begin to swell a bit more.

I leave the hand that is holding your cock against your stomach, and begin to lick you from the base of your tool all the way up to your tip. I pause, and then remove my hand as I look deeply into your eyes. I can see the anticipation there, and your need for me to take you whole. As I continue to look into your eyes, I slide your cock slowly into my mouth and keep going until my lips are at the base. I slowly pull you out of my mouth, and perform the disappearing act again. As we start to build speed and momentum, you begin to jut your hips, encouraging my every stroke.

When you begin to rock your hips to the rhythm of my strokes, I take one hand and start to collect some of my juices onto my fingers. I use the drippings form my pussy to lubricate your ass, and gently begin to push a finger inside. You moan something incoherent, and your cock seems to swell again. I had no idea you could get any harder than you were before, and your response excites me.

You start to moan and tell me how good I feel, how I have the sexiest mouth. How you have no idea how I got so damn good at this. I begin to pick up the pace as I feel your body start to shudder. Suddenly you pause, your cock buried deep in my throat. You begin to shake in earnest…..I feel you begin to cum. One spurt, two spurts…..three…four…..suddenly you start to withdraw and I feel a little sad that it is already over. Your knees begin to buckle, and you help me up from the floor (my knees are a bit numb) and we both collapse on the bed.

~more~

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Life is too short not to love and be loved....preferably multiple times in one night.

I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney

You begin to lightly stroke my skin…enjoying its softness. You make me purr like a cat with your caresses….I’ve been dreaming of being touched by you. You sit up and begin to gently slide my clothing over my body…removing my silk shirt, you begin to gently bite my nipples through my black lace bra. I love how you do this, and you’ve learned over the years that no touch is too rough for me. I love it when you let me feel your strength, your desire. You push my bra up over my breasts, impatient to taste only my skin. You engulf my nipples between your lips and begin to play in earnest. While you’re doing this, you use one hand to unfasten my bra.

You pause for a moment, and move your lips up to mine. I can taste the salt from my skin on your lips, and it makes me realize that you are fully aware of how much I want you right this moment. You look into my eyes and smile, whisper “I love you babe,” and gently urge me to turn over. I lay on the bed, on my stomache, and I wonder what is in store for me. You spend a moment looking at me, studying the line of my calf jutting out from the slit on the side of my skirt…..taking in my naked torso and my perfect white skin. You take your hand and run your fingers through my hair at the nape of my neck and gently move the long strands out of the way.

You begin to kiss and gently bite the nape of my neck. You use your tongue to trace the outlines of my shoulder blades. You run your lips over the line of my vertebrae. I’ve taught you – many long years ago – that my shoulders and back are my secret spot. You know that you are sweetly torturing me right now. You suddenly go from soft to rough – knowing that I love contrast – by pushing your hands underneath me and using the calluses on your fingers to play with my breasts. You bite down on my neck, where it joins with my shoulder. You chuckle as you hear me moan and start to beg you for more.

~more~

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Life is too short not to love and be loved....preferably multiple times in one night.

I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney

You pull my skirt up a bit over my calves, forcing the slit on the side from its original terminus on my lower thigh towards my upper thigh. You use the access this rearrangement makes to stroke your hand along my ass cheek, starting where it joins my hip. You caress the smooth skin on my butt, then lightly trail one finger down the outside of my behind, around the area where it joins my hip, and then down into the cleft between my legs. I accommodate you by spreading my legs slightly, letting you know from my moans what I am hoping for.

You plunge a finger inside of me and gasp at how wet I am for you. You tell me how tight I feel against your finger, about how hot my walls feel pressed up against your digit. You start to stroke your finger in and out of me, and I chuckle as I hear a gentle wet sucking sound come from my pussy. You begin to tweak my nipple with your other hand, and you roll your body on top of mine. I love the feel of the weight of your body pressing me into the bed, the way your now-erect cock pushes into the cleft of my ass, the way that you are skillfully manipulating my pussy. Your lips go back to kissing my neck.

You begin to want more. I can feel your tenseness, your desire to have me naked and wrapped around you. You roll off of my body and urge me to roll over, begin to unzip my skirt and stand up so that you can more expeditiously remove it. The bed is rather high off of the ground, and you suddenly realize that you are at a perfect height. You slide my hips to the edge of the bed, and urge my calves over your shoulders. You begin to softly kiss one calf, and tease my opening with your cock. I begin to moan, and I beg you to please fill me up. I want to feel you inside of me, and I crave you to make me feel whole.

~more~

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Life is too short not to love and be loved....preferably multiple times in one night.

I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney

Author's note: It's getting late and I am a bit sleepy. I think I'll stop here for now. ;)

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Life is too short not to love and be loved....preferably multiple times in one night.

I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney