They planned to meet again since the day they laid eyes on each other. The feeling was indescribable.She met him at a friend's wedding a few months earlier. They spent the entire night dancing..even as the bride and groom drove away. She couldn't seem to stop staring into his eyes. But they had to return to their lives 4oo miles away from each other. They talked everyday and eventually just couldn't take it anymore. They had to see each other if only for one night. She didn't care what she had to do but she was determined to feel his arms around her again.The day was finally here. She walked through the airport,her black strapless dress fitting to a tee, strappy heels, fresh pedicure, overnight bag rolling behind her. She commanded attention without saying a word, which was the very thing he couldn't resist. Reaching into her bag, she opens her cell phone to call him and let him know she had arrived. She had made a reservation at the Westin Hotel not far from the airport. She asked if he would meet her their so they could go to dinner. Room 1704...
She gave herself a lil time so that she could freshen up before he got there.Checking in, she ordered a bottle of wine so that she could unwind. She walks into her room, the scent of clean linen feels the air. She walks over to window and opens the blinds to admire the view. There was a knock on the door. She answers, the bellhop enters with the bottle of wine she had ordered. As she reaches for her purse, she turns around to see him standing there. The man she has been dreaming about for months.
He stood 6'4, a body that made you think God was a woman because no man could ever create something so appealing, deep dark eyes, and a smile that just melted your heart. He tipped the bellboy and presented her with 2 dozen of the most perfect roses she had ever seen. "You're breathtaking" she looks down puts her hand in her hair to ensure everything was in place blushing like a school girl. She sits the flowers on the bed and opens her arms to hug him. Her knees buckled slightly at the feeling of him holding her, the scent of his cologne was driving her crazy. He picked her up, which literally swept her off her feet. She couldn't describe it, but she never wanted it to stop.Slowly, he let her down. She looked into his eyes. He gently caressed her face and kissed her. It seemed as if time completely stopped. She tried to control herself, not to let him know that she could care less about going out, she could have him for dinner. He stepped back to admire her. Every hair in place, curves to die for, eyes that hypnotized him. He asked if she was ready to go, he didn't want them to be late. She agreed, walked over to grab her purse. He stood by the door watching her every move.. It was all over his face that he wasn't interested in food but he was a gentlemen and would never let on that he wanted to take her right there.
She starts to walk toward the door and she begins thinking to herself" Girl this man is fine as hell. You felt that bulge when he scooped you up, he wants you and you damn sure want him.. You didn't pack those Trojans for nothing." She giggles to herself. He asks to be let in on the joke as he opens the door for her. She looks at him, closes the door, throws her purse on the door and takes a chance. One of two things would happen, he would either pull away from her or they would have the most incredible sex they have ever had. Guess which one he chose.
He grabbed her hips, pulled her close as they kiss passionately. He slowly pulls up her dress exposing her thighs that he had been dreaming of tasting for months. He gently pushes her to the wall where lifts her up to kiss her extremely perky breasts. She wraps her legs around him. He kisses her neck, her head tilting against his because if feels so good. He begins to pull her panties down. She grabs his head and tells him to rip them. This excited him to no end and he did as he was told. He sat her back down and got on his knees, placed her leg over his shoulder and began to enjoy her sweetness. " Baby, ummm.. don't stop.... O my..UMMMMM...."
He stands up and unzips her dress...it falls to the floor. She begins to open his shirt... reaching for his belt, he kisses her again.He whispers in her ear, turn around. She smiles devilishly and complies. Looking over her shoulders she could see him taking in the view. He pulls her back to him and she arches her back impatiently awaiting him the enter. He slowly fingers her to make sure it wett and slides his head inside.She has to arch her back a lil more because she really wasn't expecting all that. They both moan with pleasure as this feeling takes over them. With every stroke, he goes deeper and deeper. She tries to throw it back to him but he stops and says "Don't move baby, let me do all the work." Well if he didn't want her to move she was going to position herself to take it all. So, she bends over grabs the back of her heels and places her back against the wall. He was in shock.. didn't know she was a freak like that.
She screams with pleasure, spelling his name (backwards I might add).. This man was KING DINGALING. But she would not let him get the best of her. She stands up, turns around and walks him over to the window where there is a lounge chair and Ottoman. She sits him down and gently slides on top of this massive amount of man. She begins slow.. riding up and down, back and forth until it really starts to get good. She puts her hands on his shoulders and goes faster and faster.. He slaps her ass,which only makes her want him more. He can't believe how she is taking it and starts to give her names like MS.GOOD PU**Y. She loves it when a man talks dirty to her. The feeling is getting the best of both of them and she moans " Baby... I'm cuming." He lifts her off of him and slides down to the floor to taste her until she explodes in his mouth. And that she does. Ensuring that she was satisfied.. he pulls her down back on top of him and pumps hard, and deep holding her by her hips.. until he too explodes....
They never made it to dinner but do you think they really cared?
Hey everybody else was writing stories for the old 360 page... why can't I try?
