The Hump Bar

Houston moves to her right breast, allowing his 5 o'clock shadow to scrape along her skin. He takes her nipple between his soft lips, allowing a piece of ice in his mouth to linger along the top of her nipple before he engulfs as much of her breast into his mouth as possible. When he senses the time is right, he scrapes his teeth along her areola and nips at her nipple.

His knee has now found its spot between her legs, gently making circles against her wetness. He sucks her nipple into his mouth once again, tracing his tongue along the outline of her areola, down the front of her breast, and along the underside of her breast before moving back to the left one and doing the same.

His mouth, kisses, and tongue move up again, lingering at the nape of her neck on the right side of her body, licking, kissing, and breathing into her ear before beginning the journey back down her neck and her upper chest.
 
*She moans again softly as his mouth traces over her and as his knee finally makes contact, she gasps quietly.*

Shit Houston, you never told me you were good at this stuff. *It comes out in a slightly faraway, sensual tone, as if part of her breath can't find its way to her mouth. The small circles on her clit heighten the feelings of her body and his mouth on her breasts and neck cause her eyes to slide closed in bliss.*
 
Houston groans at her words, "You never let me show you." It was spoke to her right breast as his cheek slid over her nipple, the stubble raking along her sensitive skin.

His kisses move lower as his hands move up to her breasts. He takes her nipples between his fingers, gauging how hard she likes to have them pulled and twisted as his body moves lower, his tongue and soft lips now tickling her navel. He can smell her musk, his cock responding, becoming engorged with blood as it swings and hits her left knee.

"Ungh... you smell soo good..."
 
I wanted to show you... we just never quite had the time. *She feels his cock growing even further as it swings over and smacks her knee. * If you think the smell is good, you should have a taste. "Yummy" is my name for a reason. *She moans again as his fingers pull tightly on her breasts, her back arching into the pull, but staying firmly in place because of the straps.*
 
Houston's mouth moves lower, enjoying her scent even more the closer he gets. Her body strains against the restraints as his fingers pull at her nipples.

He stands and walks away towards the bar and returns with a chocolate covered strawberry. The takes the strawberry and runs it along her pussy, gathering the wetness between her lips. He then takes the strawberry and while looking directly into her eyes takes a bite. "Delicious..... I should have this for desert every night."

His mouth quickly moves to her right ankle, kissing and licking her flesh as his body moves upwards, moving to his prize, yet trying to tease Yummy as much as possible along the way.
 
*She practically purrs as she feels the sweet chocolate covered strawberry slide against her pussy's lips, collecting her juices. She groans again at his words.* I wouldn't complain if you chose to do just that.

*His teasing was very successful. Her toes curled happily as his lips moved along her skin, slowly working their way towards her hole, already dripping with delight at the thought of his lips finally meeting it.*
 
Houston's lips move higher as his tongue slips between them and enjoys the sweetness of her skin. As he reaches her knee he licks along the valleys and dips in her knee, moving to the other one and doing the same. He looks up at her and sees her lifting her head, looking down at him. He moves higher again, his tongue tracing a wet trail towards her center.

As he reaches her inner thigh, he feels her muscles clench. He breaths heavily, allowing his hot breath to flow against her core. His lips gently caress her lips. He pulls back and licks his lips, enjoying her taste. His deep, green-blue eyes meet hers as he licks her nectar from his lips. "Hmmm... yummy"

Before she can react, his lips are back between her legs, taking first one lip, then the other between his, suckling each into his mouth and running his tongue along their length. He can feel her body writhing against the restraints as his tongue dips between her lips, tasting her core.
 
*She begins to have a very clever comeback for his words. Really, she does. But suddenly, his lips are on her lower ones, sucking them into his warm mouth and gently caressing them with his lips. As his tongue finds her slit, she gasps loudly, her hands moving only an inch before she remembers she is tied down, and settles for attempting to scoot her hips down closer to him. All thoughts of a reply are driven from her mind immediately.*
 
His tongue moves up, finding the hood to her pleasure button. He gently licks it, lifting the hood, seeing if she is ready for him. as he does so, his fingers trace up her thigh, finding the wetness and covering his fingers in it.

He moves back down, taking her lips again into his mouth. But this time he has a piece of ice in his mouth again, torturing her with the feeling of his hot mouth and cold ice.

His middle and index finger enter her and curl upwards, searching for the ribbed skin of her G-spot. His tongue now dancing along her clitoris, enjoying the feeling as it fills with blood and becomes thicker and more pronounced.
 
*She moans against his soft touch, the added effect of the ice cube doubling the sensations on her clit as his fingers slide into her. The lack of recent activity finds her walls very tight and the fingers spread her out pleasantly. It only takes him a moment to find her g-spot and as he curls his fingers against it, her hips buck a bit at the unexpected sensation before settling down happily again*
 
He takes her clit between his lips, licking the end with his tongue. Houston begins to hum as he suckles on her clit, then dashes his tongue along as he presses his fingers into the spongey tissue of her G-spot.

His fingers roll and pinch her left breast as his right hand continues to make circles against her g-spot. His tongue begins a random flicking against her clit, alternating between taking it into his mouth and assaulting it with his tongue.

Her body writhes against him as he continues licking, sucking, and stroking her clit with his lips. He beings to lightly beacon her. "cum for me... cum hard... cum for me" inbetween his licks...
 
*The sensations her body was taking were becoming unbearably delightful. Her g-spot was growing harder in anticipation of cuming and the administrations to her clit and breast were making her a little crazy. She felt it building inside of her as he began chanting for her to cum. By the third "cum hard," she did just that, her juices spraying over his fingers and splashing up against his face.* MMmmmmnnnggh *She moaned*
 
Houston greedily lapped at her juices as her body released and began to spasm. Her pussy contracted against his fingers, and her succulent juices spilled forth through is fingers. He licked, sucked, and swallowed each and every drop of her passion as it dripped from her body.

When her body had calmed, he moved quickly towards her face. His lips were still covered with her flavor as he kissed her passionately, his tongue mingling with hers. His hands traced up her arms and began to unfasten the restraints. He whispered, "Enough for tonight, my love. I must go..." as the last of the restraints was released.
 
*She kisses him back deeply, enjoying his lips mixed with the taste of her own sex* Come back sooner. *She watches him leave, sadly, and puts the restraints away, moving to her hammock quietly, alone again.*
 
Houston walks in to The Hump and turns on the overhead lights. The lounge, eerily quiet, is suddenly bathed in light. He looks around and sees nobody, then heads to the coffee maker and makes a strong pot of coffee. He turns as it is brewing and switches on the large plasma TV to watch the news.

He takes a minute to remember what he was doing 8 years ago at that exact moment. Nobody knew the world was about to change dramatically just 50 minutes later.
 
*I walk in wearing a black shirt that says in white block lettering 'I will never forget' on the front*

Good morning Houston.

I say the first drink for everyone tonight will be on the house. I'll get with Sens and see if we can't do a toast at some point.

-Burns
 
Houston nods, a tear in his eye after remembering the first tower being hit just 8 short years ago.

"I agree. We should also have a moment of silence in The Hump today."
 
*Yummy walks in, moves over to the coffee maker, pours herself a mug, bleary eyed*

Morning gentlemen.
 
"Good morning Yums!" Houston moves to her and kisses her on the lips, letting his lips linger a bit as he remembers last night.

"How did you sleep?"
 
*She smiles into the kiss, enjoying every moment.* Quite well, thanks. Did have strange dreams, though. I dreamed that a guy I went to high school with had become an axe murderer, only his axe was made of cardboard. Quite bizarre. *Pulls him in for another kiss, not wanting to let him go*
 
Houston steps closer, enjoying the embrace and the feeling of her feminine form. His balls still sore from not cumming the night before even though he was incredibly turned on from his time with Yums.

"Okay, that is an odd dream. I wonder what Freud would say about it?"
 
Who knows. It was really strange, though. So, how long will you be around today?
 
Yay! *Does a small celebratory dance* I have 2 hours of class starting in an hour, but other than that I should be around.
 
Houston enjoys talking to Yums while he holds her close. "Hmmm, what is that you are wearing today?"
 
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