alas, another installment of the little black dress

she watched him retreat to the kitchen thinking how truly blessed she was. he was a good man. and she would get the inspiration she needed to continue her story tonight. she started to the kitchen after him knowing she would find bliss.

She closed the novel and nearly threw it across the room. She wasn't in the mood for the fairy tale ending. She had long since given up on such fantastic endings. She was no Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, or Snow White. She was just a woman from a small Midwestern suburb and she wanted to be fucked. She lie back against the iron headboard. She couldn't rest, couldn't sleep. Her stomach was in knots. In just a few hours, she would meet him. The him that had filled her thoughts for the last three years. She remembered the last time that they were together so long ago like it was yesterday. In her memories, she was never far from his relentless mouth, from his searing touch. In just a few hours, he would be hers.

She had it planned well in advance of this meeting. She would seduce him. She drove the speed limit almost all the way to their meeting point halfway between the two of them. The butterflies in her stomach continued to flit and flitter heightening her anxiety. She didn't know if he would reject her advances, afraid of relinquishing control. To this point he had control over her, while preferring to remain elusive. Not this time. This time, she wanted him to remember her...always.

She made it to the hotel room an hour before he did. She was thankful for the time to compose herself. She looked around the room. It wasn't anything special. but the surroundings had little to do with what she had on her mind. She hurried to her cell phone seeking to stop its insistent ringing. It was him. He was lost? It would take another fifteen minutes? Shit. As she tried to hide the disappointment, there was a knock at the door.

Fuck. He's here.

She only hesitated a moment before throwing the door open. she was happy to see him. he was the same man she remembered--tall, beautiful smile, sexy as hell. he walked in with his bags hugged her and shut the door in one fell swoop. she looked up at him and coyly smiled. she led him to the bed. no words were necessary. she raised the right side of her mouth, smirking, as she unfastened his belt. she slid his jeans over his legs. kneeling before his feet, she took his boots off. he grasped at the air, telling her that she wore too many clothes. she smiled and continued with her task.

she knew what she wanted, what she wanted to give him. in compliance, she allowed him to take off her shirt as she took his off him. he sat at the edge of the bed, nude. she was most peaceful as she knelt between his legs taking his semi-flaccid member in her mouth.

hmmmm. she moaned. she loved the feel of him, the taste of him in her mouth. she didn't waste time licking at the head. she was determined. she took him fully into her mouth, sucking while swirling her tongue around his frenulum. she barely registered his moans as she became heady from the pleasure of having him like this. she went up and down his shaft at a rapid rate. she paid no attention to the sounds he made as she attempted to swallow his dick whole. he was so big. her mouth only covered the upper half of his penis. she put both of her hands around his length and proceeded to tongue his shaft.

oh g-d. he moaned. she smiled to herself. this was only the beginning. with her mouth halfway down his shaft, she began to use her right hand to jack him in her mouth. she applied more and more suction. she knew she was gaining the upper hand as his legs began to tremble. when it became too much, he laid down on the bed unable to watch her ministrations anymore, legs still shaking.

no fair, he said. you're having all the fun.

she pulled her mouth from his dick. she laughed as her hands twisted about his turgid head. with her hands she moved her palms, one after the other, over his member. he began to shake.

you okay? she asked.

his response was to tremble as she placed her mouth on him once again. he asked her once, twice, three times to come up to him, face-to-face.

dammit, ________. he pleaded with her.

slowly he came to a sitting position as she lapped at the head of his dick. mmmmmmm. nothing had ever tasted so good. nothing had ever felt so right. she had waited a lifetime for this moment and she wasn't going to waste it. she took him deep into her mouth. afraid of an adverse reaction, she pulled back before she could gag on his large shaft.

she let go of him completely, taking off her clothes. she lay back on the other bed and allowed him to penetrate her. she felt him slowly slide inside of her. a deep contentment hummed in her throat. she was full, she began to move on her own accord. the feel of him inside of her made her wet--extremely wet. she heard her reaction to him as his dick glided in and out of her, her love juices making his journey swift and snug. she snapped her hips up, not allowing him to penetrate her again.

come stand at my head. she commanded him. as he walked from one end of the bed to her head, she allowed her head to hang off of the bed. he bent his swollen shaft into her mouth. placing her hands on his buttocks, she guided him further into her mouth. he pulled back allowing her to breathe. once. twice. again cradling his ass, she held her breath and ushered him in, her nose nestled between his cock and his sac. she began to swallow. to her surprise, she wasn't gagging, but making it better for him.

applying pressure to his hips he withdrew from her mouth. pulling at his buttocks again, she felt him slide past the back of her tongue into her throat. she felt him grow and expand. she felt the rim of his glans travel past her a small ridge in her own throat. the clicking sound echoed in her head like fourth of july fireworks. she began to move her head, fucking him with her throat. he began to flail his arms. if her mouth and throat were free, she would have laughed. he looked as though he was caught in the matrix. and, although he was standing, his legs began to shake.

again, she guided him out of her mouth, only to pull his buttocks forcing his rigid member into her throat. she felt his vein on the bottom of his dick begin to press against her throat. she slapped his ass as he began to move inside of her throat. placing his fingers between her legs, he felt her love juice steaming, sliding down, down, down her butt cheeks to the bed.

damn, girl. oh, shit....

she felt it, knew it was coming. she wanted it. wanted to feel close to him. wanted more of him inside of her. she smacked his ass again as she placed her hands on her thighs. she jerked him into her throat as she felt the heat of his semen scald the back of her throat. he began to shake, spasming once, twice, three times, if a million, as his dick began to shrink. almost immediately he collapsed upon the bed beside her with his head on her thigh. she heard a distant gun shot. she smiled at the man lying, spent, on her thigh. rousing his still trembling body until his eyes were just barely open, she greeted him.

happy new year.