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[ The Deal Part One can be found here ]
The Deal (Part Two)
She felt his frantic kisses as his soft lips travelled up her legs, and felt his tongue flicking her skin every so often, and his hands grasp her butt cheeks hard. She wanted him badly, she wanted this badly. He was the one guy that treated her well, listened to her and valued her opinion about everything. He had no idea yet, but she was about to close a multi-million deal with his company, and had already told his CEO the only reason she did it was because of him. She'd had a feeling about him, his gentle manner, his sensuous care about his surroundings... he was sensitive. He was sexually attracted to her - she saw the bulges, the quick stares at her body that were so complimentary - but he was also shy. His body told her that he wanted her, but his words and actions were professional, refusing to cross the line...
Just last night, as she was shaving her pussy in the hotel room, she had wondered if he would be turned off by her aggressiveness. But as she touched her clit, she realized that she was actually getting wet just thinking of him, and decided she had to go to go for it. He deserved a chance, heck, she deserved it. Allowing herself to think about it made her even hornier - and she had hurried from the bathroom to the bed, almost quivering in anticipation as she reached for her handbag. Her pussy was only half shaven, and soapy water ran down her inner thighs, the white cotton hotel-issued robe open down the front. She was aware of each sensation, the cold tile in bathroom giving way to the carpet, the touch of the soft suede on the bag, each texture almost painfully intense. She groped around in her bag, and pulled out her favorite toy at times like this - her Rabbit - and flung herself on her back, drawing up her legs. For a few seconds, she caught her breath and lay motionless enjoying the moment. The room was really well done, the sheets soft, and she had some R&B playing on the CD; she took a deep contented breath. She turned on the Rabbit, and inserted it into herself, already easy to do with all the juices flowing. She moaned softly, thinking of the possibilities, her free hand touching her naked body, her breasts ...
That was yesterday, and the intensity of the memory suddenly made her gasp. It was actually happening!
She pulled off her dress and took off her bra, repositioning herself, her breasts free and nipples hardened. Just like yesterday, she was again aware of each sensation. Goose bumps on her butt, a stickiness between her legs, her feet yearning to get out of the heels and feel the wood floor. As the cool air hit her body, she threw her head back, her blonde hair falling on her shoulders and sighed deeply.
'Everything okay, Jess?' Charlie was choked up, trying to get his voice, his hands starting to release their hold.
'Nothing, babe, don't stop' she whispered with urgent passion, 'I just love what you are doing.'
He chuckled and then put his hand between her legs, probing and gently moving. She moaned as she realized where he was going and spread her legs wider, willing him to touch her. She bit her lower lip as his fingers touched her pussy lips, massaging them. He was kissing her butt, crushing her butt cheek with his free hand. Suddenly, she started with a gasp - he was playing with her clit and exquisite pleasure was exploding between her legs. There was a sudden rush of juices and she swore she felt herself drip.
Then she realized with a shock that he was licking her from behind, between her ass and pussy, long, greedy licks. He licked upwards, towards her ass hole, and she gasped again as his tongue rimmed her and started to enter her. The combination of sensations was too much and she lost control, crushing her nipples in rhythm with the pulsing that was going through her lower body, a pounding in her pussy that started to swell. Her clit was erect, a stubborn piece of flesh in the soft wetness around it and his fingers played with it, pulling it, squeezing it.
'Baby, Charlie ...' she almost muttered it through clenched teeth, as she came hard, her legs quivering with the tension.
'Nice, Jess?', she could hear the grin in his voice,' We have a long night - is there more of that coming, if you want...;
Want? She couldn't speak yet, and just leaned against the cool glass. Of course she wanted.
Charlie stood up, his fingers wet with her juice, her musky smell making him dizzy with anticipation. His hands ran up her legs and butt, lightly over her body, her back and then reached for her heavy breasts. He felt her tight nipples with satisfaction and squeezed them hard, smiling gently as she gasped. She was so responsive - he loved the way she had cum within minutes, her entire body shuddering with passion. He also enjoyed the way her pussy pulsated as she came, almost squirting juice. This was one fine woman...
He groaned as he pushed his pelvis into her butt, grinding as the pleasure in his groin started to mount again. He rubbed his palms across her ever hard nipples, enjoying the sensation and texture.
"Jess," he moaned, and turned her toward him, kissing her neck and face. He pulled her close to him and kissed her deeply, and his hands traveled to her butt and squeezed them hard. Her kisses were urgent, her tongue darting between his lips as she pulled his shirt out and he felt her scratching his back, lightly fumbling under the cloth. He kissed back with raw passion, the heaviness of her breasts against his chest adding to his sensory pleasure. He smelt her perfume, her body and her hair, as his tongues touched soft lips and then touched hers with anticipation. They stood there for countless moments it seemed, as they clung to each other with desperate pleasure, and their hands explored.
Suddenly, she pulled away, and looked at him with a slight smile. Then, just as suddenly, she reached for his shirt and ripped it open, the buttons popping as she did so.
(Final Part coming up...)
[ The Deal Part One can be found here ]
The Deal (Part Two)
She felt his frantic kisses as his soft lips travelled up her legs, and felt his tongue flicking her skin every so often, and his hands grasp her butt cheeks hard. She wanted him badly, she wanted this badly. He was the one guy that treated her well, listened to her and valued her opinion about everything. He had no idea yet, but she was about to close a multi-million deal with his company, and had already told his CEO the only reason she did it was because of him. She'd had a feeling about him, his gentle manner, his sensuous care about his surroundings... he was sensitive. He was sexually attracted to her - she saw the bulges, the quick stares at her body that were so complimentary - but he was also shy. His body told her that he wanted her, but his words and actions were professional, refusing to cross the line...
Just last night, as she was shaving her pussy in the hotel room, she had wondered if he would be turned off by her aggressiveness. But as she touched her clit, she realized that she was actually getting wet just thinking of him, and decided she had to go to go for it. He deserved a chance, heck, she deserved it. Allowing herself to think about it made her even hornier - and she had hurried from the bathroom to the bed, almost quivering in anticipation as she reached for her handbag. Her pussy was only half shaven, and soapy water ran down her inner thighs, the white cotton hotel-issued robe open down the front. She was aware of each sensation, the cold tile in bathroom giving way to the carpet, the touch of the soft suede on the bag, each texture almost painfully intense. She groped around in her bag, and pulled out her favorite toy at times like this - her Rabbit - and flung herself on her back, drawing up her legs. For a few seconds, she caught her breath and lay motionless enjoying the moment. The room was really well done, the sheets soft, and she had some R&B playing on the CD; she took a deep contented breath. She turned on the Rabbit, and inserted it into herself, already easy to do with all the juices flowing. She moaned softly, thinking of the possibilities, her free hand touching her naked body, her breasts ...
That was yesterday, and the intensity of the memory suddenly made her gasp. It was actually happening!
She pulled off her dress and took off her bra, repositioning herself, her breasts free and nipples hardened. Just like yesterday, she was again aware of each sensation. Goose bumps on her butt, a stickiness between her legs, her feet yearning to get out of the heels and feel the wood floor. As the cool air hit her body, she threw her head back, her blonde hair falling on her shoulders and sighed deeply.
'Everything okay, Jess?' Charlie was choked up, trying to get his voice, his hands starting to release their hold.
'Nothing, babe, don't stop' she whispered with urgent passion, 'I just love what you are doing.'
He chuckled and then put his hand between her legs, probing and gently moving. She moaned as she realized where he was going and spread her legs wider, willing him to touch her. She bit her lower lip as his fingers touched her pussy lips, massaging them. He was kissing her butt, crushing her butt cheek with his free hand. Suddenly, she started with a gasp - he was playing with her clit and exquisite pleasure was exploding between her legs. There was a sudden rush of juices and she swore she felt herself drip.
Then she realized with a shock that he was licking her from behind, between her ass and pussy, long, greedy licks. He licked upwards, towards her ass hole, and she gasped again as his tongue rimmed her and started to enter her. The combination of sensations was too much and she lost control, crushing her nipples in rhythm with the pulsing that was going through her lower body, a pounding in her pussy that started to swell. Her clit was erect, a stubborn piece of flesh in the soft wetness around it and his fingers played with it, pulling it, squeezing it.
'Baby, Charlie ...' she almost muttered it through clenched teeth, as she came hard, her legs quivering with the tension.
'Nice, Jess?', she could hear the grin in his voice,' We have a long night - is there more of that coming, if you want...;
Want? She couldn't speak yet, and just leaned against the cool glass. Of course she wanted.
Charlie stood up, his fingers wet with her juice, her musky smell making him dizzy with anticipation. His hands ran up her legs and butt, lightly over her body, her back and then reached for her heavy breasts. He felt her tight nipples with satisfaction and squeezed them hard, smiling gently as she gasped. She was so responsive - he loved the way she had cum within minutes, her entire body shuddering with passion. He also enjoyed the way her pussy pulsated as she came, almost squirting juice. This was one fine woman...
He groaned as he pushed his pelvis into her butt, grinding as the pleasure in his groin started to mount again. He rubbed his palms across her ever hard nipples, enjoying the sensation and texture.
"Jess," he moaned, and turned her toward him, kissing her neck and face. He pulled her close to him and kissed her deeply, and his hands traveled to her butt and squeezed them hard. Her kisses were urgent, her tongue darting between his lips as she pulled his shirt out and he felt her scratching his back, lightly fumbling under the cloth. He kissed back with raw passion, the heaviness of her breasts against his chest adding to his sensory pleasure. He smelt her perfume, her body and her hair, as his tongues touched soft lips and then touched hers with anticipation. They stood there for countless moments it seemed, as they clung to each other with desperate pleasure, and their hands explored.
Suddenly, she pulled away, and looked at him with a slight smile. Then, just as suddenly, she reached for his shirt and ripped it open, the buttons popping as she did so.
(Final Part coming up...)
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