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| I feel my clit start to throb again with my excitement "Here you go Miss To show my appreciation I move my tongue down, tickling the smooth skin underneath his scrotum with the tip Trying to figure out what exactly is different this time Standing on the sidewalk you wouldn't realize it was a hotel Stroking against the shaft as I move down to the base It had been too long and I did miss you "How have you been?" he says politely I love to see a prick glistening with my saliva I let out a deep breath; my eyes take in his business attire as he walks towards me My pulse picks up a notch as he moves close I slide back up midway and fall back down again There is a little resistance when the head hits the back of my throat This is part of the game I slide the side of my tongue into his slit for a taste I slide down the seat to kneel in front of him Each message contains a different place and I change my look for each meeting I'm not disappointed I slide in before him I hear something like 'Mmph' come from above me A soft, slow, sensual kiss letting him taste himself on my tongue He helps by scooting down in the seat and pushing his pants and boxers down enough that I have access to his cock and balls Hoping that I've judged the situation right Could that be it? In all of our rendezvous, he has always been the aggressor That very male satisfied smile, when he realized that I didn't have any panties on The crowd isn't very large and the elegant atmosphere borders on intimate I lean over to kiss him He watches her slip through the doorway and into the hotel " "No problem," he says with a polite smile I take one last glance in the mirror, looking for any flaws in my appearance In hopes of sorting out what's happening I excuse myself to the ladies room '' To Be Continued Getting a bit desperate His head turns to stare after her in disbelief At first glance my clothes look like I just came from the office As I come back up I increase the suction until I have just the head in my mouth I breathe him in and 'prrrrr' Mmmm As the bartender leaves he releases my head and moves his hands to my shoulders caressing lightly Moaning at the taste of his precum mixing with my saliva My peaked nipples are clearly visible through the thin material Look at what you do to me It is the last in the row, secluded, with only enough room between the table and wall to squeeze into the booth Closing my eyes I purr, "Mmmm Creamy and hard But he continues with his story about a cab ride Fighting to keep his voice low Each chapter will change the narrator's gender and reflect the author's individual style His leg tightens at my touch, the muscle tensing then relaxing under my hand My auburn hair is up in a twist with soft curls falling to frame my face " I feel a flush of heat and a tightening low in my belly at the sound of his deep voice stroking over me How about you?" As the conversation progresses, his eyes never leave my face Milking precum out of it to taste and swallow as it rolls over my tongue He scoots farther down in the seat so that he is just barely resting on the edge of the bench Feeling his cock expanding against my tongue I hum gently Fresh cum spews onto the roof of my mouth and into the back of my throat The sight of my shaved pussy normally would have been enough to send him to his knees I lean closer to him, brushing my breast against his arm and placing my hand on his thigh Something creamy with a slightly nutty flavor "You made it" he says, "and right on time Before he can stand to let me in I slide in next to him I pull back and watch my lips drag against the shaft I can't wait He looked interested and pleased at what he saw Letting my skirt ride up my thighs enough that a glimpse of the lace at the top of my stockings is visible I continue to stroke gently as I smile wickedly and say, "But I think I'll be able to have it anyway Not wanting to be overheard by the people at the next table He has never waited this long to touch me He fills my mouth so full I can feel dribbles on my chin Before I can go further the food arrives I slowly slide down again * * * He sits up in the seat pulling his clothes into order at the same time " Looking a bit mischievous I say, "I asked the bartender if he could send over some fresh drinks and appetizers I'm so excited - Mmmm I spent a lot of time getting ready for tonight My hair is a riot around my head and shoulders I make a display of trying everything "Are you sure?" he groans He shakes his head and thinks 'She's coming along quite nicely I answer in an excited whisper, "Yes I gentle my sucking and slowly caress the shaft with my tongue Until I feel it begin to shoot I don't want to miss a drop of cum My gag reflex squeezing on the head My left hand reaching out to cup his balls and my right hand gently stroking his cock I nuzzle my nose between his shaft and scrotum Pivoting on my stool to glance around Feeling him harden even more underneath the wool of his trousers Pulling out a napkin and one of the cards Hearing his soft moan as the head hits the back of my throat Pausing with my mouth just above the head of his cock So wet - I'm going to leave a spot on the seat He continues talking as if nothing is happening I use my tongue as a guide, gliding up to the top of his shaft Making a production of it My mind playing back over every thing that he has said and done since we met at the bar I get to be someone new, someone different each time The muscles in his thigh twitch and his expression heats up 'So it's to be small talk,' I think to myself I suck in a breath at the feel of warm naked flesh and coarse hair Hot I came dressed to fit the part - just like always I slow my speed on his cock A second glance takes in smoky stockings with seams running up the back of slim legs 'Finally,' I think Tables with groups of people are scattered around the room A napkin with a number scrawled across it and a black plastic card with the hotel logo on it His hands grip my head trying to still my movement " I reach into my purse Careful to be slow and gentle, knowing how sensitive he is after a climax I jot a brief note on a napkin and place everything in my purse But tonight he hasn't tried to touch me once I circle the head of his cock with my lips and slowly suck Ignoring it, I lick and suck each ball into my mouth The décor suits the richness of the hotel with a subdued atmosphere that lends itself to the business crowd As if his mind is somewhere else What was different about tonight? He chose the place - just like always I slide down in slow increments, making certain to keep my tongue moving The taste- Ohhhh- the taste is so good! It's musky and salty with just a hint of sweet I reach down with one hand to touch my clit while I slip my tongue under his ball sack But waiting for what? A smile spreads across my face as the answer comes to me Taking my elbow, he guides me toward the sidewall of booths Just the head My tongue licking down to his balls, cleaning away any dribbles that slipped past my lips "No don't close your eyes My reply is breathy with suppressed excitement, " I wouldn't miss seeing you Frowning a little after each bite then searching the plates of food as if wanting something different Then there was the way he tensed when I touched him Looking around I'm satisfied that I dressed appropriately I pull his legs apart enough to squeeze between them Laving it with my tongue and nibbling on the tip I check my makeup and apply fresh lipstick He didn't look distracted then I let it slide all the way into my throat and hold it there while my muscles contract around the shaft and head Mmmmmm! Knowing it can't last forever I swallow the last spurt of cum and feel him softening Salty Loving the way it feels in my mouth hot, soft and smooth That's just what I wanted He always made the first move - showing me which direction to take Very wet Smiling to myself, knowing he can't resist touching a smooth, soft cunt Usually all I have to do is walk into the room and he's touching me I suckle it just like a baby would a nipple I look directly into his eyes placing emphasis on what I'm about to say, "We really shouldn't go so long with out seeing each other again I gently suck the head into my mouth Using my tongue to lick the under part of his cock Waiting each time at the bottom of the shaft to rub my chin against his balls and stroke my clit lightly The bartender is checking on us! The gush of wetness between my legs surprises me I slowly increase my speed and bring my free hand up to cup his sack and use my index finger to glide along the smooth skin underneath " I emphasize this with a slow caress of his partially erect cock Traveling down to circle his rectum Sucking at the sensitive skin over the pelvic bone I gently kiss the head and release him I hit the reply button and tap out, 'See you there!' Then press send I slide up into the seat next to him glancing around to make sure no one notices my sudden appearance He's acting as if he doesn't even see me The color emphasizing beautiful eyes set into a ruggedly handsome face " The bartender says, "The gentleman paid for it His thighs tense and his hands tighten on my head 'He's going to touch me!' A small, pleased smile plays around his firm lips Letting him feel the vibrations all the way down his shaft I have been everything from a meek preachers wife to a wild biker babe Keeping my eyes on his face I reach inside silk boxers Almost bringing me to the melting point He continues talking as if he can't feel me stroking his leg He picked the place; setting a scene for whatever fantasy he wanted to play out " Looking into his eyes as I gently squeeze my hand around his shaft He picks the place My hand is stroking and fondling his balls as I start back down This time I keep up a light suction Laying them both on the table * * * When Friday evening rolls around, I find myself in the section of downtown that is experiencing a 'rebirth' Salty and nutty and oh so delicious I'm going to slide down and take you into my mouth right now Then my tongue licks out to curve around and pull it against my teeth for a scrape, then a kiss The difference is that he isn't orchestrating things this evening Something hot and hard I smile just like a cat with a bowl full of cream He looks down I'm so excited I know I could come with just a few quick strokes on my clit but I pull my hand away " "Now that doesn't make sense - hard AND creamy?" he questions me teasingly, his voice clearly showing his arousal My tone mournful, "Oh, I don't think it's on the menu A satisfied smile breaks across his face Casually I say, "Well I'm glad we could get together like this Then I remember his smile I slide down slowly His eyes open as I stroke down then up to unfasten the button at his waist His hands move down to cup my breasts through the thin fabric of my blouse I tease just a little by blowing cool air on his balls and shaft I repeat this several times I once again nuzzle my nose between his cock and scrotum I let my breath touch him first Friday is two days away I order a glass of white wine and turn to look down the length of the bar A little disappointed that his eyes aren't traveling down to my exposed legs His new position giving me access to the entire lower half of his body I don't understand Anticipation is also part of the game My juices are flowing down my legs and the nub of my clit is starting to vibrate As I walk toward the bar, a tease of a slit opens with each step exposing another three inches of my left thigh He's acting distracted Letting him feel my tongue gliding on the bottom of his shaft * * * * * The subject line of the e-mail read 'Meet me?' My breath catches and my breasts start to tingle I swallow and swallow I would show up dressed for whatever role the place dictated We appreciate any feedback, and hope you enjoy the combination of our writing styles Feeling a little quiver of excitement low in my belly My libido remembers how his voice can turn gentle to caress like a feather or go strong and firm with a command, each inflection bringing pleasure I pull back and use my teeth to gently put pressure just underneath the ridge of his glans and circle the head again and again with my tongue Satisfied with what I see, I head back to the bar The people are in suits and ties and the drinks of choice are martinis and scotch Nothing else, not even a signature I wanted to be sexy and beautiful for him Just warm humid puffs on the head Pausing to milk it some more I stroke his thigh from knee to groin as I start the conversation where we left off I let my curious tongue go wild Trying to look thoughtful, I say, "Hmm The idea of being caught turning me on Then traveling back up to lap at his balls again As I pull back this time I gently scrape my teeth along the top of the shaft and end with a thorough sucking on the head Nipping at his thighs then soothing with a lick The room is open with windows looking out the front of the hotel and booths along the wall opposite the entrance I want him wet The tip of my tongue darts out to wet my lips as I pull his cock out He notices but doesn't comment He lifts his head and the look in his eyes is almost enough to scorch me As I pull back I feel my clit quiver and my stomach tighten with excitement Wondering if he can smell my arousal " I match actions to words and lean down The black skirt isn't tight but caresses my hips then tapers down falling midway to my knees Going through the girl routine on autopilot It was like he was waiting for something or waiting for me to do something The series was intended to give the reader a his and her view point of the character's relationship He's watching me and waiting Wanting to finish the scene the way I had planned Staring into my eyes The body of the text gave the name of a hotel downtown with Friday's date and instructions to go to the bar at 7:00pm A hint of lingerie is visible through the filmy material I want to taste you so badly that I can't wait Purposely not looking down " Letting a little frustration creep into my voice, "I just wanted something with a certain taste and texture and I can't seem to find it Then press it against his rectum " His eyes start to slide shut When I reach the table I notice he has hung his coat up Pulling my hand back I can't get enough and hope that when he comes it floods me I'm sure " Oh? What would that be?" his tone is equal parts anticipation and curiosity This time letting it slip just inside my throat Some with couples, others with numbers of four and five sharing commiserations about a hard workweek I feel it thick and hot on my tongue But once you walk inside the marble tile, deep carpet and crown molding make you think of bellhops and room service I keep my mouth mobile " His eyes close and I hear his breath escape on a soft moan as my hands find and unfastened his belt He's scrunched down sitting half off the bench seat using the tablecloth to cover his nakedness I lengthen my stride to show off a little more leg and put a little extra sway in my hips His hands are limp on my shoulders His eyes are hot, passion still simmering there His jacket molds around wide shoulders Having escaped its pins The blouse is white; tailored so that it dips in at the waist then flares out to lie over the top of the skirt I press my finger gently against my clit, slowly strumming it I gently squeeze and fondle his balls until I feel them start to tighten I glide back up scraping gently with my teeth Apologizing for the delay, "I'm sorry that took so long " I look in the direction of his nod to see a familiar face among the shadows on the other side of the bar I feel the head start to expand in my throat and I pull back to circle it with my tongue Acting as if nothing out of the ordinary has happened, I straighten my skirt and blouse and reach for my purse I lean closer to him resting my breasts against his forearm then brushing back and forth so that he can feel my nipples through his sleeve I hear his moan and feel his hands needing my breasts The food is delicious The first two buttons are undone exposing my neck and a strand of pearls that match the studs in my ears This isn't like any of our other encounters City officials are pressing renovation and revitalization Uncertain of what her parting words meant he looks down at what she left on the table I start my glide back down his cock I watch his expression closely for signs of awareness He looks up from his plate If he knows I'm getting wet just thinking about what I'm going to do Off the main lobby near the revolving door is the bar; an open doorway framed in dark wood marks the entrance I slowly move around trying to hitch my skirt higher and higher until it frames my bare pussy Keeping my left hand on his leg to gently squeeze and stroke his thigh " His answer is a low groan I slip into the role of long time friend Resulting in pristine new office buildings rising side by side with crumbling old buildings that have been made into delicatessens and dress shops with their second floors rented out to lawyers Using the tablecloth to wipe the juices from my hands and face, I pull back from between his legs moving toward the outside of the booth I make a small-dissatisfied sound as I bring my hand up to rest over the bulge in his pants I always am this time of year The outside of the hotel has been renovated to look the way the architect fancied it would have a hundred years ago My breath stops and my nipples tingle The slow simmer I've been in since I first opened the message heating up to the point of steam He had a plan for how he wanted things to go Keeping things casual Authors' Note - 'Mind Games' - is a series of stories that are a collaboration of SkywriterXXX and Manda Tori Work picks up and I can hardly see straight I feel his legs tense and hear a voice Breathing in his hot, musky, male scent I watch it twitch as each excited breath hits it Keeping my voice light and casual, "I've been busy After a brief conversation with the bartender and a short wait, he slides me a slip of paper to sign and hands me a stack of what looks like credit cards Extending out the tip of my tongue, I flick it against a glistening spot of precum His voice rough as he asks, "Is something wrong?" Reassuringly I say, "No Keeping my shoulders back so that my breasts press against the front of the blouse I'm feeling a little hungry tonight " My voice commanding now, "Look at me Small teasing touches on my neck or brushing the back of his hand across my breast I head toward the elevators not sure if I can wait until he catches on Looking at me curiously "Actually, I'm starving," my voice a soft purr My confusion and frustration are almost enough to strangle me " Turning slowly I walk out of the bar I place my hand on his leg feeling his muscles tighten a little I pick who I'm going to be I give off a little hum of pleasure at the friction Trying not to show how nervous or excited I am Prodding just a bit We find one that is tucked behind the hall leading to the phone and bathrooms Pretending not to notice The music is soft and the conversation is a quiet murmur; even at seven on a Friday Probing into the crease between pelvis and thigh I can feel his thick liquid sliding down my throat " "Lets find a table", he suggests |
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