Flight to Chicago

[landiek]

Our eyes finally met now, and our faces lit up in delight to see each other. Laughing merrily, we exclaimed in unison, "What are YOU doing here?" Then we rushed into each other's arms, kisisng so hungrily, so thrilled, so delighted, to at last be holding each other tightly and kissing each other passionately now.

"I had a last-minute business trip to San Jose," I explained. "I had planned to surpise you tonight at your place. Show up wearing only a raincoat. I wanted to open it and flash you right at your front door, wearing nothing under my coat. To knock you down flat on your ass, right in your front doorway, and to make love to you right then and there, down on the floor. But niw you know I'm here in San Jose. You've spoiled my surpise!"

"I can leave if you'd like."

"Don't you DARE!" I grinned, kissing him even more hungrily now. "So what are YOU doing here at the mall?"

"Shopping," he smiled. "For something to surprise you with in New York."

"It's bad luck to see your bride in her gown before the wedding," one of the women tailors scolded him.

"How could seeing and holding my Angelique EVER be bad luck?" he laughed, as he was kissing my mouth so passionately.

"You are the best luck that has ever happened to me!" I agreed. Our tongues danced around each other, ecstatic to again be meeting up. It had just been too damned long since we last Frenched like this, and neither of us cared that we had an audience now.

"Come in the dressing room with me," I smiled, "and help me out of my wedding gown."

He gulped hard. "But if I take your clothes off of you, I won't be able to keep my HANDS off you!" he protested.

"I should hope NOT!" I proclaimed, in that delightfully merry and sexy laugh. "And I would hope that you wouldn't be able to keep your DICK out of me, either!"

Did I lead her by the hand into the dressing room, or did she lead me? It didn't matter. All that either of us knew, all that either of us cared about, was how desperately we needed to make love with each other. Right here, right now, right in the mall's dressing room.

I quickly stripped his pants off of that part that I desired, badly. I wrapped my fingers around his cock. I licked the cap of his cock then engulfed the shaft greedily. After Joe started getting really hard I let loose and dropped my undies. "please make love to me, Joe"

His smile was the answer to my pleas. Joe dropped the pants and started to rub his cock against my clit. I squirmed as he pushed it into the lips of my cunt. "God, your so hot, Angelique"

I moaned as I twisted myself and spread my legs to let my sweet Joe in. "oooohhh yeeeessssss"

I heard the women that was helping me, giggle outside of the dressing room. They knew exactly what was going on behind the door. One of them muttered that I was the luckiest girl alive. Finally I felt Joe tighten as my muscles gripped his cock even more firmly. I squealed in delight as the floods of hot jism washed my inner walls and in turn I bathed his cock in my sweet honey. We were panting and gasping as the rush flew over our senses. Twenty minutes later we emerged from the dressing room. I handed the girl the gown with a grin. "I'll take it."

After pulling out my credit card, I turned to Joe."Have you picked out your tux?"

"It is on my list of things to do." Joe admitted. He pushed his hand over a small bag in his pocket.

"Are you hiding something, Joe?" I asked as I gripped his arm tightly. "Maybe something for me?"

"My love, I can't hide from you. I love you too much."

I laughed and hugged him tighter. I still felt the pulsating from my well sexed box. "Still have any other shopping to do, Lover?"

Yearning to make plenty of sexy steamy stops with Joe and finding the joy in every shop. Joe seemed to read my thoughts and grinned. "Maybe we can check on finding the perfect tux after all." We kissed in the doorway of the Bridal Shoppe and I felt like I was floating and in heaven. I couldn't wait to love Joe while he was in his Tux. After all had to make sure it will be very accessable.

 

[kittykateater]

Joe

I couldn't believe Angelique had the nerve to strip my pants off of me in a ladies dressing room at the mall, with four women tailors listening at the door. But that's my girl, no sexual inhibitions whatsoever, especially not when she is with me. No wonder I love her SO damned much!

I couldn't believe that a shy, reserved salesman like me would even LET Angelique strip me in such a public place, or that I would moan with such wild abandon, knowing that those women could hear me, could hear US! But just like my sweeet Angelique, I, too, lose all inhibitions when I am with her. I guess true and genuine love will do that to you!

She licked my cock so longingly, so lovingly, that I soaked her lips, tongue, and face, even coming once directly into her eye! And I couldn't believe it when she dropped her panties and softly begged "Please make love to me, Joe." Here was this amazingly beautiful woman, a woman who had turned down Donald Trump himself, begging me to slip my aching horniness into her, after having just sucked-off my cock! Trump was right, I really AM a lucky son-of-a-bitch!

As I slowly slid myself in and out of my beloved's warm, wet, wonderfully tight little pussy, she squeezed me so tight, so very tight. She had obviously missed my cock just as much as I had missed her warm and inviting pussy, and we just couldn't get enough of each other now. We slowly picked up the pace, until we were slamminmg and banging hard against each other's bodies, as we fucked with wild abandon. Grunting, panting, and sweating, we came, and came, and came...and then we came some more! We could actually HEAR the four women outside our dresing-room door, cheering and clapping at our loud, moaning mutual orgasms!

Finally, we were both physically drained...for now. We both got dressed again. Angelique paid for her beautiful wedding gown with a credit card, and she offered to go with me while I shopped for a tux.

The first tux I tried on, the trousers were way too tight. "I like it snug," she grinned. "Really shows that nice big bulge up the front! Know what I mean?" she gigled, giving my cock a loving pat and a gentle squeeze through the fabric.

The second tux fit more comfortably. I liked the cut of the black coat, long, with tails. Kind of a 1920s look to it. I thought it would go very well with the long train on her wedding gown, and with our antique-style gold wedding rings. I liked the black-on-black stripe down each pants leg. And the elastic waistband let those pants fit snugly, without strangling my stomach so tight that I felt like vomiting, like the first tux did.

Angelique grinned, and she tugged a little at the waistband. She then slid her hand down the front, on the inside, and lovingly wrapped her fingers around my cock. Just the touch of her fingers there made me start to throb. "You're right," she grinned. "This tux is MUCH better. But I gotta test how well the zipper works."

Angelique left one hand shoved down the front of my pants, while her other hand slid my zipper up and down. "Good motion," she smiled. "Easy to open and close." She unzipped my fly one last time, and reached in, pulling my cock out. By now I was rock-hard and as Angelique likes to put it, "thick as a tree trunk."

"Nice and roomy," she grinned. "Even YOUR big, thick cock fits through the fly, without scraping against the sharp teeth of the zipper. I like it!" she declared.

Dropping to her knees between my legs, she grinned up at me, lust and passion just burning in her soft green eyes. "One last test," she giggled delightfully. With that, her tongue caught the edge of my balls, flickering gently. Then she flattened her tongue and slowly licked her way up my hard, pulsating shaft, right THROUGH my open fly. I was so damned horny, and shaking so lustfully, I felt like I would rip right through these pants. But they were roomy enough not to rip, even with all that Angelique was doing to get me horny as hell for her now.

She kissed my cock head, smiled, and said, "It's perfect. Let's take it." She helped me out of the tuxedo pants and back into my street clothes. It was a struggle, but she managed to tuck my massive hard-on back into the pants I had been wearing.

As I paid for my tux with part of the wad of cash I had earned as my sales commision for closing the big Japanese software contract, the salesgirl couldn't take her eyes off my crotch. "These pants, ummm, they FIT him OK?"

"Yes, they fit him very nicely," Angelique grinned, gently and lovingly patting the crotch of my tuxedo pants, as the sales girl started to wrap them up.

The girl took another long, lingering look at the very obvious bulge in my pants. "You're one VERY lucky bride!" she smiled jealously, licking her lips saucily.

"Don't I KNOW it!" Angelique giggled, stroking the front of my pants.

"I'm the LUCKY one!" I groaned. "Having a bride who's hot enough, sexy enough, to keep me bulging and throbbing like this 24/7."

As we left the tuxedo shop, I was a little disappointed that Angelique hadn't finished her blowjob on me in the dressing room. But I was also happy that I would be walking at her side all day, with an enormous hard-on that just WOULD not quit.

I knew that Angelique would be enjoying the view of my trouser bulge all day long, and she would be enjoying showing me off to hundreds of jealous women that we would pass in the mall. I could almost hear her gigiling in her head, "He's MINE! You can't HAVE him!" Seeing her so happy, so proud of me, made ME very happy, too. And I think her happiness, her obvious love and desire for me, made me even hornier, if that was even possible!

For my part, I was proud and ecstatically happy to be walking hand-in-hand through the mall with such a drop-dead gorgeous woman, the hot and sexy woman I love with all my heart and soul, the woman who loves ME with all of her heart and soul. I felt like a happy little boy who was skipping down the sidewalk, as I walked hand-in-hand through the mall with her.

Every guy we passed was staring at her enormous boobs and her full, round ass. I heard myself wanting to say "Back off! She's MINE!" Each guy we passed, she squeezed my hand as if to say, "Not interested! I'm already taken!" This was life at its finest. This was paradise! And I had Angelique to thank for my unending joy.

Our next stop was to buy shoes to go with my new tux.

As we entered the shoe store, she reached out and rubbed my crotch again. "God, you are ACHINGLY hard. Let's find a place where I can take care of that for you. OK, sweetie?"

Who was I to argue?

"You know," she grinned, as I tried on a very elegant-looking pair of black-and-white dancing shoes, "You'll have to put your tux back on, to see if it looks good with these shoes. Besides," she continued, giggling and rubbing my crotch, "There's one test I forgot to try. I forgot to see how well you could fuck my hot, wet pussy with your tux still ON!"

Again, who was I to argue with the woman I love?

 

[landiek]

I loved the Tux that Joe chose. It made his eyes sparkle in the neon lights of the shop. Damn my Joe looked so yummy! "You're right," I grinned. "This tux is MUCH better. But I gotta test how well the zipper works." I left one hand shoved down the front of Joe's pants, while the other hand slid the zipper up and down. "Good motion," I smiled. "Easy to open and close." I unzipped his fly one last time, and reached in, pulling his cock out and he was rock-hard and as I say, "thick as a tree trunk." I smirked as I rubbed "Nice and roomy," with a grin. "Even YOUR big, thick cock fits through the fly, without scraping against the sharp teeth of the zipper. I like it!"
"One last test," I giggled delightfully. With that, my tongue caught the edge of Joe's balls, flickering gently. I flattened my tongue and slowly licked my way up his hard, pulsating shaft, right THROUGH his open fly. I was doing my best to get Joe as horny as hell for me right now.
I kissed his cock head, smiled, and said, "It's perfect. Let's take it." I helped him out of the tuxedo pants and dressed even though his throbbing hard on was tempting me considerably.

The poor salesgirl couldn't take her eyes off Joe's crotch. "These pants, ummm, they FIT him OK?"

"Yes, they fit him very nicely," I grinned, gently and lovingly patting the crotch of his tuxedo pants, as the sales girl started to wrap them up.

The girl took another long, lingering look at the very obvious bulge in my pants. "You're one VERY lucky bride!" she smiled jealously, licking her lips saucily.

"Don't I KNOW it!" I giggled, stroking the front of his pants, knowing full well that when we were able I was getting those pants off him in a heartbeat.

"I'm the LUCKY one!" Joe groaned. "Having a bride who's hot enough, sexy enough, to keep me bulging and throbbing like this 24/7."

I was so thrilled to hear Joe say that, I felt almost the same way. A single look at Joe made me yearn to have his cock stuffed into my dripping aching cunt and loving me so passionatly that I couldn't think straight. That was our love!

As we wandered in the mall I noticed other women looking at us.
I enjoyed showing him off to hundreds of jealous women that we passed in the mall. I mentally laughed in my head, "He's MINE! You can't HAVE him!"

Every guy we passed was staring at her enormous boobs and her full, round ass. I heard myself wanting to say "Back off! She's MINE!" Each guy we passed, she squeezed my hand as if to say, "Not interested! I'm already taken!" This was life at its finest. This was paradise! And I had Angelique to thank for my unending joy.

"So where to next, sweetness." I cooed as I hugged close to my sexy hunk that was aching for me as much as I was for him. Joe directed me into the next store. As we entered the shoe store, I reached out and rubbed his crotch again. "God, you are extremely ACHINGLY hard. Let's find a place where I can take care of that for you. OK, sweetie?" His grin was answer enough and I wanted his cock so badly... "You know," I grinned, as Joe tried on a very elegant-looking pair of black-and-white dancing shoes, "You'll have to put your tux back on, to see if it looks good with these shoes. Besides," I continued, giggling and rubbing his crotch, "There's one test I forgot to try. I forgot to see how well you could fuck my hot, wet pussy with your tux still ON!"

We purchased the shoes and slipped into the restroom. Locking the door behind us, I helped Joe back into his Tux. His eyes were glowing in lust as I nimbly buttoned the shirt that would hold that well chisled chest. I was nearly dripping with excitement. Once he was fully dressed I sunk to my knees and started to suck on his cock, letting my tongue laze the sides with generous layers of saliva, I dropped my lacy undies in one motion as I started taking his head further into my lips. It was absolutely huge, I was slightly afraid that I wouldn't be able to get every lucious inch beyond my lips. Joe's moans were answer enough that he liked what I was doing. I felt his hand on the back of my head as I greedily took another two inches into my throat. Swirling my tongue around the sides while my throat contracted to hold his love still. MMMMMMMM his scent drives me wild! I hollow my cheeks and bring myself to thrust his cock in and out of my throat. I loved the way that Joe tasted and once his balls were ready to twitch I knew that he was ready and he made sure I was too by playing and pinching with my clit.

"Angelique, " Joe groaned as he pulled me to his arms and shoved aside my dress to explore the horizons of sex in the tiny bathroom.

Since Joe's cock was so swollen with need, I was more then receptive to his every touch. We reached the torrid of abandonment and writhed in each other's grasp. In moments our hearts were pounding as loud as his cock was in and out of my stretched pussy. I basked in the heat as I arced my spine to take my sweet lover in deeply. I felt him tap the cervix and cried out in sheer delight. Our kisses more urgent to keep our screams from leaving and drawing more attention to the loud banging noises of the walls. I jerked hard and the keigers gripped him tightly making his balls jump and lift me harder then downward falling into the finally thrust that pushed him past my cervix and his churning wash of hot jism tidalled into the womb as my own river bathes the shaft in love. The spasms seem to last ofrever as our kiss flew into the heavens and explosions of light swam in my head. Joe was in similur flight as we continued to grind against one another, milking our orgasms to the end.

After we returned to our senses, I washed Joe up as he did me. Even after such savage sex, I found myself wanting him again. Oh talk about addictive or is that a-dick-tive ! I loved Joe so much and I had little doubt that our honeymoon wouldn't have the same passion as our little bathroom break. When we returned to the mall I felt as if I was radiant. Of course with such a passionate lover who wouldn't be.

"By the way, do you have a list of things we need to do before next week?" I asked huskily.

Joe smiled and handed me a slip of paper. It was his list and I smiled. My eyes scanned the list quickly. Ring, minister for wedding, a place to hold the wedding, gown for Angelique, tux for me, shoes, caterer, music, flowers, announcements, cake, witnesses, a hairdresser for Angelique, limo service, decorations, and arrangements for family to attend.

"You even included things for me too." I was tickled that he was thinking ahead. I barely had my thoughts together other then the wedding gown and my bouquet. "So how many things on this list are done?"

Joe smiled, "I have the minister called and booked, the place to be married at, you have your gown, I have my tux and shoes. You need shoes too. Some of our arrangements need to be made in New York or prehaps online, like the caterer, cake, flowers, the hairdresser, pretty well the rest of the list, Love"

"Seems hard to get announcements out in less then a week. I think I have an idea though." I looked around and spotted a Hallmark store. We went inside and looked at a invitation pamphlet. "There this one with bells and flowers, in the antique design and tea colored. That is what I want for announcements and invitations."

A salesgirl came over and asked if I needed help.

"Yes, this design." I pointed at the book.

"Yes, Ma'am we have that in stock if you have all the printed information ready. The invitations can be ready in a few hours unless you want metalic inks then it takes a day. If you wanted I can help you with the order form and by six, they can be ready."

My eyes lite up and I looked to Joe. "How many do you think we should get 500 or 1000?"

Joe smiled then kissed my neck,"That is entirely up to you."

"We'll take 1500 then, just incase." I quickly filled out the questioneer that went with the order form. I handed the form to Joe who gave me a questioning look. "There are some things that you have to answer darling."

Joe laughed and filled out the questioneer. The girl assured us that our order would be ready by seven. I glanced at my watch and nodded. "Well then we have five hours to kill." Glancing back at Joe and smiling, "Care to come to my place and have some fun."

Joe agreed and we left the store and headed for the doors. I was thrilled that he was coming to my room at the Hilton. I intended to pick up from the bathroom if all possible. After we arrived at the Hilton we were given a tour of the Hotel since it was rumored that I was a friend of Donald Trump. We were giggling as the manager was extoling the beauty of the building and how accessable it was to hold business meetings, even detailing the fabulous menus in the dining room. Joe took matters into his own hands and thanked him for the informative tour but right now we wanted to head to our room and get some rest. The man led us directly to my suite and left with sincere wishes that our stay be a memoriable one. He had no idea how true that statement was going to turn out.

I slipped out of my dress and stood before him in a beige lacy slip. "Now about second course,"

 

[kittykateater]

Joe

We purchased my new dancing shoes, and we both sneakily slipped into the restroom. Locking the door behind us, Angelique helped me back into my Tux, ostensibly to see how the shoes and Tux would look together. But in reality, as she herself had told me, she wanted to see if my tux fit me comfortably enough, and was roomy and stretchy enough, for me to fuck her senseless while my tuxedo was still on me.

Just the feel of her fingers on my chest, as she removed my shirt to put my new tuxedo shirt on me, instantly brought my cock to rigid attention. I can't recall when I've ever been hornier. Probably never!

My eyes were glowing in lust, gazing deeply, lovingly, longingly into her amazing green eyes, as she nimbly buttoned the shirt that would soon hide my now bare, chiseled chest. I know my Angelique well enough by now, that I could already tell she was nearly dripping with excitement.

Once I was fully dressed, she sunk to her knees on the bathroom floor in front of me, unzipped my fly, and started to suck on my cock, her swirling tongue glazing both sides of my long, thick, hard shaft with generous layers of saliva. God, how I needed to enter her steaming-wet pussy now. Yeah, it was a great blow-job, even better than her usual fantastic cock-sucking skills. But there was nothing for it now, I desperately needed to slip into her and feel her pussy muscles contracting tightly, eagerly, excitedly around my thick, pulsating horniness. Nothing less than that was going to satisfy my horniness now.

As if reading my mind, she dropped her lacy undies in one motion, showing me that sweet, wet pussy that I so longed to fuck now. She started taking my cock-head further and further into her sweet cherry-red lips. By now I was absolutely huge, bigger I think than she has ever made me before...and she ALWAYS manages to make me pretty damned big! I know I felt hornier than I have ever felt before in my life, hader even than on previous occasions with her, and she told me "I'm afraid I might not be able to get every lucious inch beyond my hungry lips."

My thrashing, faliling, and moaning under her loving lips and tongue were apparently all the answer she needed, that I liked what she was doing. I placed my hand on the back of her head, pulling her closer and ever closer, as she greedily took another two inches into her cock-starved throat. She began swirling her wonderful tongue around and around the sides of my cock, while her throat actually contracted to hold my quivering love for her still.

"MMMMMMMM!" she moaned, deeply inhaling the Stetson cologne I had dabbed on just below my navel. "Your scent drives me wild! I think of rugged cowboys, you wearing only leather chaps, as I push you back into the hay." She told me how she loves mounting and riding horses, but she loves mounting and riding ME even better!

She hollowed her cheeks, and her powerful suction forced my cock to thrust in and out of her throat.

"Mmmm!" she moaned again. "I love the way you taste, even more than I love how great you smell!"

Not only my cock, but even my balls were twitching now. I knew, and she knew, that I was more than ready for her. To make sure that she was ready for me, too, I began to eagerly play with and pinch her hard, throbbing clit.

"Angelique," I groaned, passionately sweeping her up into my loving arms. I shoved aside her dress to explore the horizons of sex in the tiny bathroom.

As I slipped into her right through my tux, Angelique moaned "Mmmm! This tux was an EXCELLENT choice, baby! You really CAN fuck me right through your tux!"

My cock was so swollen with need, and luckily for me, Angelique was more then receptive to my every touch. We rode the torrid crest of abandonment, and we writhed in each other's grasp. In moments, our hearts were pounding, just as loudly as my cock was pounding in and out of her tightly-stretched pussy. She sexily arched her spine to take me in deeply, oh so very deeply. I thrust my horniness into her so deeply, that I actually felt my cock-head tapping up against her cervix. She was obviously enjoying being stuffed SO full of my long, thick, throbbingly-hard cock now, because she repeatedly cried out in sheer delight.

Our kisses became more and more urgent, to keep our desperate screams of pleasure and desire from leaving our mouths and drawing more attention to the loud banging noises, as we fucked each other hard, hungrily up against the restroom walls.

She jerked hard, and her tight little pussy gripped me even tighter, making my balls jump, which lifted her up even higher and even harder on me. Then downward, falling into the final thrust that pushed me bursting past her cervix. I knew how much she loves when I break through beyond her tight little pussy. And as she cried out in delirious pleasure, my churning wash of hot jism tidalled into her womb. A mere moment later, her own river of hot liquid lust and desire bathed my shaft in love.

Her spasms, and mine, seemed to last forever, as our kisses flew into the heavens, and explosions of light swam in both of our head. For the longest time, we simply continued to grind hard, eagerly, passionately up against one another, milking our orgasms to the end.

We then lovingly licked each other clean, reveling in the taste of our well-blended love juices. I enjoyed the feel of her soft, smooth, silky thighs and still-quivering pussy lips against my tongue, and she moaned happily as she sweetly, eagerly licked my throbbing shaft and my balls clean.

When we returned to the mall, Angelique's beautiful face was absolutely glowing. She looked radiant, and passersby in the mall smiled at us knowingly, seeing how much in love we are with each other.

One man grinned at Angelique and whispered, "Your sweater's on backwards." Angelique looked down, and the tag that should be at the back of her sweater was very prominent just above her full, round breasts, which were pressed so tightly up against her sweater that her big hard nipples blared through the fabric.

"Oops!" she giggled. "Where IS my mind today!"

"Probably thinking about my hard cock!" I laughed.

She gave the front of my pants a gentle, loving squeeze. "You KNOW it, sweetie!" she grinned.

A young woman passing us noticed Angelique squeezing my trouser bulge. "Looks like someone needs to get fucked!" the woman laughed.

"I just was, thank you," Angelique beamed proudly, happily. "And it was WONDERFUL! HE is wonderful!" she kissed me. As if to prove that Angelique really had just been fucked, a single drop of my spunk rolled down from under her skirt now, dribbling down her inner thigh and past her knee. Angelique made no effort to wipe it away, choosing to wear my drop of come on her leg proudly, like a badge of honor. I smiled proudly and happily at this, lovingly squeezing her hand in mine. That's my girl, a genuine sexpot and damned proud of it!

The woman looked at the drop of my come running down Angelique's leg, at the radiant smile on Angelique's face, at the very happy and sexually-satisfied grin on my own face, and at the loving way we were holding hands and gazing deeply, soulfully into each other's eyes. "Lucky you!" the woman smiled.

"I know!" Angelique grinned, giggling merrily yet again. "I am VERY lucky!"

"I'm the lucky one," I grinned, and as my mouth opened in a big smile, a single drop of Angelique's pussy juices rolled past my lips and down my chin.

Angelique and the passing woman just looked at each other, and gave each other a knowing grin. "What can I say," Angelique let loose another of those sexy, merry giggles that I love so much. "I'm marrying the best damned cunnilingus artist on the PLANET! Joe is my sweet kitty-kat eater!"

The woman walked off quickly, jealousy written all over her face.

Now Angelique asked to see my list of what we needed to do for the wedding. After studying the list for a while, she decided to make Hallmark our next stop, to buy wedding invitations. We decided on 1500 invites: all of her friends, family, and business associates, including all of the luscious Victoria's Secret models. Plus all of my friends, family, and busines associates, including the major Japanese client who had mistaken my enthusiasm over Angelique's blowjob on me, for enthusiasm at doing business with him. Since he gave me the largest single software order in our company's history, I was not about to tell him the real reason I had been so excited that day on the phone with him, while Angelique and I had been naked in bed.

After we left the Hallmark store, Angelique invited me back to her room at the Hilton. At her invitation, my happy cock instantly jumped back to attention. Angelique once more lovingly patted the front of my trousers. "I'll take that as a yes!" she grinned.

And now here I was, standing in my new tux and dancing shoes, with Angelique before me in nothing but a lacy beige slip, that tightly hugged and accented her every luscious curve. Her long red hair swept down to the spaghetti-thin straps holding her slip onto her shoulders. The lace at the top of her slip was so thin that I could clearly see her big, hard, reddish-brown nipples poking hard up against the fabric. Her hem line was so high, probably less than a quarter of an inch below her pussy. The gathered waist showed off her slender waist and full, round hips to maximum advantage. I wanted her! God, how I wanted her!

Griining like the cat who swallowed the canary, she sauntered her sexy self slowly across the room toward me. She began by sliding my tuxedo jacket down off my arms, and neatly folding it over the back of a chair. Her nimble fingers then delicately untied my bow-tie, and unbuttoned the cuffs of my white tuxedo shirt.

Then she knelt down in front of me, and untied and removed my new shoes. As she stood bent-over in front of me, I lovingly and passionately stroked and massaged her enormous breasts, which were practically spilling out over the top of her lacy slip.

Standing up again, she lovingly unbuttoned my white shirt, slowly, one button at a time. She then tugged my shirt out of the waistband of my black-on-black striped trousers, and flung open the sides of my shirt. She rubbed her hand all over my muscular chest, then leaned in to kiss all over my chest, ending by sucking and gently nibbling on my nipples.

She knows that her hungry little love-bites on my nipples always get my cock achingly hard. So next she unzipped my trousers and hungrily pulled them down with one powerful tug. I stepped out of them, kicked them upward with my foot, caught them in my hand, and neatly folded them over the back of the chair, along with my shirt and jacket. I now wore nothing buit a hard-on and a smile.

Now it was my turn. I slid the straps of her lacy beige slip down off of her shoulders. I knelt down, and I lifted the hem. I was right, just the slightest upward movement of her slip exposed her entire luscious pussy to my hungry gaze. Her slip was THAT short on her. I leaned forward, and gently kissed her pussy lips. As I slowly stood up, I continued to pull her sexy little slip upward, kissing each newly-exposed area of her torso, especially lingering at her puckered-in navel and at her big, full, round, beautiful, bouncy breasts. Finally, I was standing tall, facing her, my achingly-hard cock jutting straight out in front of me, as I pulled her slip up over her head and her up-raised arms. She now stood before me gloriously, deliciously naked.

"You know," she grinned, "I bought the biggest vibrator in all of Dallas, to keep my lonely pussy happy while we were apart. Now I just gotta know, how you compare with my vibrator!" Naked, she walked sexily, saucily over to her suitcase, which was open on a tray-table at the foot of her bed, and she pulled out her vibrator. The same vibrator she had let me watch her fuck herself with over her picture-phone.

It looked enormous. But to my surprise, when she set it between my legs, pointing outward, side by side with my own natural equipment, my own cock was nearly an inch longer, and about a quarter-inch wider in diameter, than even this enormous vibrator.

Angelique tossed the vibrator over her shoulder, and it landed with a soft "thunk" on the carpeted hotel-room floor behind her. "I guess I won't be needing this anymore!" she shrugged. "Yours is MUCH bigger...and BETTER! Because it's attached to the man I love with all my heart and soul. And because unlike my vibrator, you can actually fill my pussy all full of your warm and wonderful love-seed!"

"As long as we're comparing toys to the real thing," I grinned, producing the artificial rubber pussy I have made a habit of carrying around in my pants pocket, to relieve my horniness whenever I start missing Angelique (which is pretty much all the time, whenever we're apart).

I closed my eyes, and I slid my cock in and out of the fake pussy a few times. I tossed my head back and moaned softly. "Mmm, nice and tight."

"Now for the comparison," Angelique grinned, wrapping her hand around my cock and guiding me into her. She squeezed her pussy so tight around me, I thought she would pop a blood vessel in my hard, throbbing shaft.

"You're right, darling," I grinned lovingly, lustfully. "Your pussy is much, MUCH tighter than this toy." I tossed the rubber vagina onto the floor. "I guess I won't be using THAT toy any more! A shame, too, it was the tightest fake-pussy I could find." I slammed my cock down hard and fast into her, and she screamed and shook in pleasure, soaking my cock, my thighs, her thighs, and the bed sheet in a veritable torrent of her come now. "Yes, YES!" I screamed, emptying the contents of my balls deep inside of her, as she locked her legs around my waist and squeezed her pussy down very hard and very tight around my shaft. "Your pussy is MUCH better, and MUCH tighter, than that stupid old toy! And unlike the toy, you have the amazing ability to squirt gallons of pussy juice down along my thrusting, throbbing cock. Besides, your pussy is an integral part of the woman I love. Do you hear that," I shouted, "I LOVE you, Angelique! I want to MARRY you!"

"Oh, you do, do you?" she giggled merrily. "Well, if you want to marry me so much, why haven't you actually PROPOSED to me yet?"

I slid myself out of her, climbed down off the bed, and stood up. A long string of my come dangled down from the head of my cock, as I rummaged through our shopping bags from the mall.

Angelique sat up on the edge of the bed and watched me rummage through the bags, but I think her eyes were focused more on that long-come thread suspended from my still-hard cock, than they were on the bags that I was rummaging through.

Angelique was sitting up on the side of the bed, her long, shapely, sexy legs were dangling over the side of the bed, slightly apart, giving me a beautiful view up her wide-open, freshly-fucked, come-smeared pussy, and that magnificent fringe of bright red hair surrounding her juicy little slit. That magnificent view was keeping my cock very stiff, as I searched for the engagement ring I had bought earlier that day.

When I at last produced a little navy-blue jewelry box from one of the shopping bags, Angelique's big green eyes grew ever wider in astonishment, and her lovely eyes began to sparkle and gleam with excited anticipation.

I sank to one knee between her legs, held the box out to her, flipped up the box lid, and asked "Angelique, my love. Will you MARRY me?"

As she loooked at the box, and at the antique-style gold engagement ring inside, her jaw nearly dropped to the floor. "That is the biggest, sparkliest diamond I've EVER seen! Oh, Joe, can you AFFORD that ring?"

"You bet, baby!" I grinned. "Remember when I was trying to talk to that customer in Japan, and you kept distracting me by sucking harder and harder on my cock?"

"Of course, Joe," she grinned. "I could never forget having my mouth full of YOUR wonderful hard-on!"

"And remember how I kept crying out 'YES!' as I came down your throat?"

"Of course, Joe. When you pumped THAT much come down my throat, that's how I knew for SURE that you really love me!"

"Well, my customer mistook my enthusiasm for YOU, as enthusiasm for doing business with HIM! So he gave me the single biggest software order in our company's history. My commision was so big, that I was able to buy this ring for you for CASH!"

"Oh, Joe," she sobbed. "It's SO beautiful!"

"Beautiful like you, baby. And you, and our love, helped me earn the money for this ring!"

"In that case," she beamed, "slip it on my finger, lover." Which I did. For the longest time, she just stared at that enormous, sparkling diamond on her finger.

"Well?" I asked.

"Well what?" she asked, distractedly.

"Well, you haven't answered my question. Will you MARRY me, Angelique?"

"Yes, YES! Oh, GOD yes!" she exclaimed. Then she pulled my head toward her, between her shapely, sexy bare legs. I happily kissed, licked, and sucked at her sweet pussy, as she clutched my ears and pulled me closer and ever closer.

"Yes, I will marry you, Joe!" Angelique shouted. "Yes! YES! Oh GOD, yes!" I was so ecstatically happy now, as I sucked my bride-to-be's entire swollen, pulsating clit up into my mouth, and I began gently nibbling at it. Now she had an entirely DIFFERENT reason to scream, "Yes! YES! Oh GOD, yes!" as she sealed our engagement by once more drenching my face with a powerful burst of her sweet, delicious pussy juice. "I LOVE you, Angelique!" I shouted, burying my face even deeper into her soaking-wet pussy.

When she finally stopped spasming and coming all over my face, I simply sat up beside her on the edge of the bed, gazing lovingly, adoringly into her deep green eyes, as we held hands and kissed passionately.

"Oh God, how I DO love you, Joe," Angelique beamed happily. "But our engagement isn't quite completely sealed yet, Joe, my love," she grinned, her eyes sparkling like her new diamond ring, as her adoring gaze locked on my big, hard cock, and she hungrily licked her lips. "Come here, baby! I've never before SUCKED the cock of a man I'm engaged to MARRY!" she giggled.

 

[landiek]

"Oh God, how I DO love you, Joe," Angelique beamed happily. "But our engagement isn't quite completely sealed yet, Joe, my love," she grinned, her eyes sparkling like her new diamond ring, as her adoring gaze locked on my big, hard cock, and she hungrily licked her lips. "Come here, baby! I've never before SUCKED the cock of a man I'm engaged to MARRY!" she giggled.

I gobbled on the string that decorated his thighs by licking it off and then rubbing my lips over his skin. Mmmm Joe tasted so good. Yet there was a certain magic behind the thought of Marry. If I thought for one second that I could, I'd make our sweet oral pleasures for one another part of our wedding. I earnestly sucked down his hardening staff.

Joe groaned and gave my lips another dose of sweet warm milk.
We spent a glorious night in each other's arms and I delighted in dressing him for work the following morning. I licked his nipples as I slowly buttoned his shirt.... playing with his balls as I slowly eased up his boxers of silk. Leaving sweet kisses over the every inch that disappeared behind the cloth. I had him sit on the edge of the bed while I slowly kissed each toe then slipped his foot in the argyle socks, sliding his pants over the top after licking along his leg to thigh. Joe trembled many times to keep his mind on getting ready for work. When finished I rose to behold my work, smilng as I was well pleased.

Joe grinned at me and then grabbed the overnight bag "Let's see, what to put my lovely nymph in to wear to work today?" Slowly he pulled out the three outfits that I brought with me. A silk blouse with navy jacket and matching skirt, tan nylons, with navy blue bra and thong undies; a black silk pantsuit with black lace undies and bustier; or the pink nylon dress that has a white half jacket with nude nylons and white lacey undies with matching bra.

I ordered the breakfast buffet to be delivered to my room while Joe decided how provocative I dressed today.

 

[kittykateater]

Joe

I loved the way Angelique just licked away the long string of come that was dangling down from the very tip of my cock. No fuss, no complaining. I didn't even have to ask her to do it. She just wrapped her hand around my cock to steady my throbbing, and she simply licked away my stringy come, like it was the most normal and natural thing to do, like it was something every loving woman would instinctively do for the man she loves. Just that simple and highly sexy act of kindness and love alone, made me fall deeply and pasionately in love with Angelique all over again, right then and there!

And then, as if that wasn't enough to make my unending love for her grow even stronger, she now sucked my cock completely down her throat again, getting me all good and hard. "I wish we could incorporate this into our wedding itself," she grinned, her voice muffled now, as she hungrily, greedily, lustily, lovingly stuffed her mouth all full of...me!

"We could always get married at a nude beach," I smiled. "And seal our vows with a 69."

"Oh, what a WONDERFUL idea," my sweet, sexy, and loving Angelique cooed lustfully, as she sucked me down even more eagerly now, and hungrily gulped down the warm man-milk I offered to her sweet red lips and swirling tongue.

The next morning, Angelique sweetly and lovingly helped me dress for work. She licked my nipples into aching hardness, as she slowly buttoned my shirt. She played with my balls as she slowly eased my silk boxers up my legs, gently and lovingly tucking-away my hard-on with a lick and a gentle squeeze, tucking it pointing straight up in a ridge along the front of my boxers, leaving sweet kisses over the every inch that disappeared behind the cloth.

She had me sit on the edge of the bed while she slowly kissed each of my toes in turn, then she slipped my foot in the argyle socks, sliding my pants over the top after licking along my leg to thigh. I loved her more and more, as she sexily showed me more and more of her love for me. I trembled many times to keep my mind on getting ready for work.

When she finished dressing me in this loving, sexy, and very intimate way, she rose to behold her work, smilng and obviously well pleased with the results.

I looked in the mirror, and I had never looked so sharp in any clothes in my life.

"No WONDER you're a buyer for Victoria's Secret," I smiled. "You have IMPECCABLE taste!"

She threw one arm around me, kissed me fiercely, and let her other hand playfully squeeze my crotch. "Of COURSE I have impeccable taste," she smiled. "After all, I fell in love with YOU, didn't I, sweetheart?"

"You just fell in love with my COCK!" I joked.

"That, too!" she grinned. "But then again, what normal, red-blooded girl with a healthy libido, could HELP but fall in love with your very skilled 10 inches!" she giggled. "It's DEFINITELY one of your handsomest features, and it fills my pussy SO full...even PAST my cervix! And it is so WONDERFUL to suck on! So, what's NOT to love?"

Now it was my turn to dress her. With three sexy outfits to choose from, it was a tough call. But I finally settled on her silk blouse with navy jacket and matching skirt, tan nylons, with navy blue bra and thong undies.

First, I slowly ran a finger all along the luscious curving underside of her full, round breasts. Then I carefully fit the underwire of her lacy, nearly-transparent blue demi-bra under those curves. I carefully tucked first her left breast, and then her right, into the sheer lacy half-cups. Pulling up each cup, until the very top just caressed her nipples, leaving her huge nipples partly covered and partly exposed.

Next, I kissed all over her sweet, luscious pussy. Inside and out. Then I slowly slid her thong panties up her legs, lovingly cupping her pussy as I gently tucked her into her thong. I had her turn around, and I positioned the skinny little rear string of her thong to rest comfortably inside the crack between her full, round ass cheeks. I kissed all over her left buttock, then her right, lovingly stroking and caressing her sweet ass, then running the tip of my finger all along the luscious creases where her full, round booty meets the tops of her legs.

Now I slipped her sexy arms into the sleeves of her white blouse. I kissed my way up her torso as I buttoned her blouse, from the waist up. I deliberately left the top two buttons of her blouse open, so you could see just a hint of her lacy bra, and a suggestion of nipple. Her hard nipples were pressing tightly up against the fabric of her blouse, which just looked so amazingly beautiful.

Next, I helped her step into her navy-blue blouse, and I slid it up her legs, fitting it around her slender waist and curvy hips. I zipped-up the side zipper of her skirt. The hemline was about a quarter of the way down her thigh: low enough to not look really trampy, but high enough to show off her beautifully sexy legs. It almost seemed a shame to hide those beautiful legs behind stockings, but I knew they would make her look more professional for her job, so I had her sit on the bed. I kissed her shiny red pedicured toenails, one at a time, then kissed my way up her sexy legs and over her soft, smooth, silky inner thighs.

Then I carefully slipped her stockings onto her, one at a time, stroking my way up her legs just above the stockings as they slid up onto her. As I finshed putting her stockings on her, I then accidentally-on-purpose let my hand touch the front of her panties, my fingertip pressing them gently into her juicy pussy.

Next I slid her arms into her navy-blue blazer. She looked classy, businesslike, with just a hint of how truly sexy she is underneath.

Angelique had ordered breakfast from room service, and it arrived now. The man from room service saw Angelique from the back, gulped, and stammered, "Sorry to be late with your breakfast, boss. I didn't know it was you."

Angelique turned around. "I don't know what you're talking about," she told him.

"Oh sorry, ma'am," the room service attendant stammered. "It's just that in that crisp business suit, I thought you were the hotel manager."

As he left, we laughed at his mistake. But then I realized that I had dressed Angelique a little TOO conservatively. "After all," I smiled, "You are representing a sexy-lingerie store, not a posh hotel."

As Angelique ate breakfast, I helped her out of her navy-blue blazer, and then out of her crisp white blouse. Her enormous breasts looked amazing in her little nothing bit of lace half-bra. I then slipped her blazer back on her, and I buttoned only the bottom button. Now you could see nearly all of her upper chest, and most of her deeply-plunging cleavage. Slightly more of her lacy bra was visible than before, and part of her nipple was visible too, the sexy view unhindered by her blouse now. "Much better," I grinned. "Now THAT screams 'Victoria's Secret!'"

Then I looked down at her sexy legs, and I shook my head. "I still think it's a CRIME to hide your hot legs in stockings!" I rummaged through her suitcase until I found a pair of very-loose-weave black fishnet stockings, with big bare gaps between each thread. I helped her out of her beige stockings and into the fishnets. I then raised her skirt and helped her into a black garter belt, lovingly and playfully fastening the fishnets to her garters. There was now a sexy gap of bare upper-thigh visible between the tops of her fishnets and the hem of her skirt, with just a hint of garter-belt protruding from under her skirt at both sides of her thighs. You could see lot and lots of beautiful bare skin between the threads of the fishnets, and it was sexy as hell. "Yes!" I cried out in joy. "This says hot and sexy. This says you represent Victoria's Secret, and that you are proud to wear the sexiest lingerie you sell. This puts even the Victoria's Secret MODELS to shame!"

"You should DEFINITELY wear this for Donald Trump's private lingerie show in New York," I smiled lasciviously at her.

"You just want to gloat, that you have me and Trump doesn't. That I turned down his marriage proposal and accepted yours. You just want to show me off to him, wearing almost nothing, and gloat!"

"Damned right!" I laughed. "We have each other's love, you are the sexiest woman on the planet, and you are all mine! The Donald can't have you! All his money and all his power can't buy the love and affection that you give to me every day, for FREE! Damned RIGHT I'm gonna gloat!"

"I just might do a bit of gloating at Donald's party myself," she beamed, kisisng me while lovingly patting my crotch through my suit trousers now. "After all, I'm marrying the kindest, sweetest, most gentle, most loving, handsomest, and sexiest MAN on the planet!"

 

[landiek]

It tickled being dressed by a man, especially the man that I loved, adored, and lusted for. His hand easing my breasts into the bra and still revealing enough nipple to entice the looks from those how can't touch... and looking could be a problem to as I feel nervous having people look at me and drool.

When he moved to my pussy, I was in total extasy. His kissing made me tremble to a quivering jelly sensation. Then the feel of the undies sliding up my legs made it harder to keep from grabbing him and starting our morning over. His hand rubbing over my ass made me want him even more. I was nearly ready to cream myself as it was.

As I slipped into the sleeves of my white blouse. Joe was kissing up my torso as he buttoned my blouse, from the waist up. He left the top two buttons of the blouse open, so you could see just a hint of a lacy bra, and a suggestion of nipples that were pressing tightly up against the fabric of my blouse in his eyes I was strikingly beautiful.

The way he helped me into the skirt, I felt like I was in silky heaven. As Joe slid it up my legs, around my slender waist and curvy hips. Zipping the side zipper up. The hemline was about a quarter of the way down along the thigh: low enough to not look really trampy, but high enough to show off my beautifully sexy legs. Joe had me sit on the bed. He kissed my shiny red pedicured toenails, one at a time, then kissed his way up my sexy legs and over soft, smooth, silky inner thighs. He was slipping me into my stockings, one at a time, I was moaning softly as they rolled higher to the thigh. Joe then accidentally-on-purpose let his hand touch the front of my panties, his fingertip pressing them gently into my pussy. I was nearly sopping wet from that point and leaned over to run my fingers thur his hair.

Finally into my navy-blue blazer. Joe transformed my nude body into a classy, businesslike, with just a hint of how truly sexy I am underneath. I wanted Joe so badly right now and he seemed to be unaware of the emotions that were swelling in my heart.

As we ate breakfast, Joe removed my navy-blue blazer, and then eased me out of my crisp white blouse. My enormous breasts looked amazing to Joe in my little to nothing bit of lace half-bra. Joe slipped the blazer back on me, and buttoned only the bottom button. Now one could see nearly all of my upper chest, and most of my deeply-plunging cleavage. Slightly more of the lacy bra was visible than before, and part of my nipples were visible too, the sexy view unhindered by my blouse now. "Much better,"Joe grinned. "Now THAT screams 'Victoria's Secret!'" Joe shook his head, looking at my legs. "I still think it's a CRIME to hide your hot legs in stockings!"

"I need them, sweetheart."

Out of my beige stockings and into the fishnets. Joe raised the skirt and helped me into a black garter belt, lovingly and playfully fastening the fishnets to garters. There was now a sexy gap of bare upper-thigh visible between the tops of my fishnets and the hem of skirt, with just a hint of garter-belt protruding from under her skirt at both sides of my thighs. "Yes!" Joe cried out in sheer joy. "This says hot and sexy. This says you represent Victoria's Secret, and that you are proud to wear the sexiest lingerie you sell. This puts even the Victoria's Secret MODELS to shame! You should DEFINITELY wear this for Donald Trump's private lingerie show in New York,"Joe smiled lasciviously.

"You just want to gloat, that you have me and Trump doesn't. That I turned down his marriage proposal and accepted yours. You just want to show me off to him, wearing almost nothing, and gloat!"

"Damned right!" Joe laughed. "We have each other's love, you are the sexiest woman on the planet, and you are all mine! The Donald can't have you! All his money and all his power can't buy the love and affection that you give to me every day, for FREE! Damned RIGHT I'm gonna gloat!"

"I just might do a bit of gloating at Donald's party myself," kissing him while lovingly patting his crotch through suit trousers. "After all, I'm marrying the kindest, sweetest, most gentle, most loving, handsomest, and sexiest MAN on the planet!"

Joe moaned as I caressed his cock. I could feel it grow with every touch of my fingertips, was I that alluring? Yet at the same time I was certain that Joe was reading my needs like a book. His lips pressing against mine as we both knew that we had to get to our jobs. "I'll be counting the hours until I can wrap you around me, Angelique"

"Me too, lover."

The phone rang and I leaned over to answer it. It was my ride to work. I turned back to Joe and kissed him softly. "Time for me to go, see you this evening around seven."

Joe glanced at his watch and smiled. "Same for me, time to go. Seven huh... that will be a long stretch. Twelve hours without your kisses, hugs, pussy, sex, ass, thighs,..."

"Oh tempter.. you better let me go or I'll never want to leave"

 

[kittykateater]

Joe

After we finished dressing each other and eating breakfast, Angelique told me I am the sexiest man alive, and she punctuated that very loving compliment with a friendly and playful squeeze of my cock, right through my trousers. We kissed each other, and she told me she wished we didn't have to rush off to work just yet, so we could make love all over again.

"Save that feeling," I smiled. "When you meet with Victoria's Secret's suppliers this morning, if they sense your sexual hunger, you'll probably get a better deal from them, on buying for all the new stores!"

Angelique laughed in that charming, merry way of hers. "That only works with MALE suppliers. My supplier is named Cheryl, and she's as lesbian as they get."

"So?" I grinned. "All the more reason that she'll respond favorably to your unfulfilled lust this morning."

"I know Cheryl," Angelique smiled. "She'll respond even better to the scent of fresh, raw, and recent sex on me."

Well, I can't argue with logic like that! Not that I really needed any excuse to enter Angelique's sweet and beautiful pussy, every chance I get. So standing there beside the bed, I simply lifted her skirt and pushed her thong panties to one side. She unzipped my fly, pulled my cock out through my fly, and guided me straight into her, between her sexy balck garters. And we had a quckie right then and there, standing up, fully dressed.

As Angelique smoothed down her skirt again, and zipped me back up, she giggled, "Maybe feeling so much of your come so very deep inside of me, I'll somehow be able to stand the next 12 hours of not being in your loving arms! But somehow, I doubt it!" she giggled again.

I could feel Angelique's pussy juices thoroughly coating my entire shaft, inside my underwear now. "Carrying around this sexy reminder of you all day," I smiled, "I'll be wanting you again even more than ever now. I don't know HOW I'll get any work done today! You know, you've ruined me for the whole day now, you sly little vixen! I'll just be walking around all day with an enormous hard-on, counting the minutes until I can again feel your tight pussy wrapped around me!"

On that note, we kissed one last time, and drove off to our separate jobs.

I had a remarkable morning, and by noon, I just had to call Angelique on her picture-cell phone, and tell her all about the two amazing things that ahppened to me.

I started by telling her how my secretary, Jenny, commented on how sharp I looked in my suit. Her comment made me remember how Angelique and I had pleasured each other's bodies this morning, while dressing each other.

Jenny surprised me out of my fond memory, my trance, by asking, "A woman picked that suit out for you, didn't she?"

"How did you know?" I asked, astonished at her clairvoyance.

"You have NEVER dressed this immacuately before, Joe!" Jenny replied. "This HAS to be a woman's influence. So, what's her name?"

"Angelique," I sighed dreamily.

"The way you say her name," Jenny smiled. "The way your face lights up as her name falls reverently from your lips. You two are very much in love, aren't you?"

Just then, Fred, another sales manager was passing us in the hallway. "Who's in love?" Fred asked.

"Joe and Angelique. Angelique dressed Joe this morning."

"Literally?" Fred was stunned.

"No," Jenny laughed, "I meant his girlfriend picked out Joe's suit this morning. It looks GREAT on him, don't you think?"

But Fred didn't care about my suit. "I'm just disappointed that a woman didn't LITERALLY dress Joe this morning. I think it's the hottest and sexiest thing a woman can do for her man, to put his clothes on him. Well, second only to taking his clothes back OFF of him again! Too bad for you, that didn't happen, Joe."

"Who SAYS it didn't happen?" I grinned. "As a matter of fact, not only did she put my clothes on me this morning, but I also dressed HER!" Fred's face almost literally turned green with jealousy of what Angelique and I have now.

After I relayed all of this to Angelique on the phone, she giggled, "Fred was right. I'm going to have even MORE fun, taking those clothes back off of you tonight! So, what else happened this morning, Joe? You said there were TWO things?"

"Oh, yeah, right," I smiled. "Remember that big software sale I made in Japan? The deal I closed on the phone while you were hungrily sucking on my cock?"

"Mmmm-HMMM!" Angelique replied dreamily. I could tell by her tone of voice, and by the entranced look on her face over the picture-phone, that she was fondly remembering her every kiss, her every lick, my every thrust down her throat, my every throb inside her mouth, from that occasion.

"Well, our CEO was so impressed with my making that sale, the biggest single order ever in the company's entire history, that he asked me to meet face-to-face this morning with an even more diifcult Japanese businessman, who we have never been able to sell ANYTHING to."

"So, how did THAT go, my love?" Angelique enquired pleasantly.

"Yoshi-san is a very traditional Japanese man. Everything is all about respect with him. So I knew I had to always address him as Yoshi-san, or I'd be dead in the water before I even got started. But what I didn't expect, was that he told me that my dressing so impeccably for my meeting with him, was another sign of respect that he deeply appreciated. He said he hated doing business with most Americans, because they insult him by showing up in jeans. So before I even started on my sales pitch, I had already scored two major brownie points with Yoshi-san...thanks to YOU!"

"Always glad to help MY man!" Angelique whispered huskily, throatily, sexily.

"You helped me in another way, too, my sweetheart," I continued. "Yoshi-san asked me about the glow on my face. He asked me if I was in love, and when I said yes, he asked me if I was married. I told him I had proposed to you, and you had said yes. 'Good,' Yosh-san replied. 'I prefer doing business with men in love, with married men. They are more stable, more reliable to do business with, than men who are single.' Yoshi-san observed."

"So, how did your sales pitch go?" Angelique asked.

"I barely got started, when he told me to stop."

"Uh-oh," Angelique worried. "That's not a good sign!"

"No," I laughed, "actually, it was a VERY good sign! Yoshi-san told me that software is software. He's heard a million sales presentations, the presentations are all the same, and the products are all the same, and if he had to listen to one more boring presentation, he was going to tear out what little was left of his hair. Those were his exact words, 'I'll tear out what little is left of my hair.' And he laughed as he said it, so I laughed along with him."

"So then what happened?" Angelique asked breathlessly.

"Yoshi-san told me, 'I like you, Joe. You're good people.' So then he told me he would let me in on a little secret he hadn't told any other computer salesman before. He hadn't told the press, his employees, or even his wife. And then he hit me with a stunner. He intends to develop a new solar-powered car that's going to knock the socks off of everyone. He has already developed the basic design and has a working, tested prototype. He's building a new R&D facility in Moscow to take care of all the last-minute engineering details, taking advantage of all the cheap and highly-skilled unemployed former Soviet Government engineers. He's also building a manufacturing plant in India to actually make these cars."

"So what does any of that have to do with you, sweetie?" Angelique asked.

"Well, he's going to need computers at every desk in his Moscow R&D facility, and the software to do the engineer development, create engineering drawings, generate reports, and so on. And in India, he's going to need robots to build the cars, and the software to run those robots. He's going to need one computer network in Moscow to tie together all of the R&D computers, and another network in India to synchronize the work of all the robots. And he's going to need satellite uplinks and downlinks, with the requisite software, between R&D in Moscow, manufacturing in India, and corporate headquarters in Japan."

"Wow!" Angelique whistled, "Sounds like your Yoshi-san is prepared to spend a LOT of money!"

"A billion dollars and change!" I grinned. "We signed the contract about an hour ago. A billion dollar order! Not bad for a company that sold 500 million dollars worldwide total last year!"

"Oh, Joe!" Angelique gushed. "I'm SO proud of you!" Then her jaw dropped open, as I could see over the picture-phone.

"What the matter, honey?"

"I just realized. You told me your sales commisions are always 15 per cent. So on Yoshi-san's billion-dollar computer hardware and software contract, your sales commission will be..."

"One point five MILLION dollars!" I exclaimed, not having realized before, how much money I had just earned. "My God, Angelique, we're RICH! Well, maybe Trump won't look down his noise at us QUITE so much any more!"

"Well," she laughed, "1.5 million isn't QUITE in Trump's league. But you're right, baby, we'll be closer to his own social class now, when we meet him in New York for that private lingerie show I'm organizing for him."

"So, honey," I asked, "how was your morning? How did things go with your supplier, Cheryl? Did she comment on that sexy outfit I put you in this morning? When she saw how sexy you look, and when she smelled the fresh, raw scent of sex I left on you, did she give you a big price break? Tell me EVERYTHING now, my darling!"

 

[landiek]

I was so proud of Joe's accomplishments. Even with his new fortune it didn't change my mind on our future. Something else stuck in my mind, Joe felt that he had to compete in Donald's world. Sweet but misplaced in a way.

"So, honey," Joe asked, "how was your morning? How did things go with your supplier, Cheryl? Did she comment on that sexy outfit I put you in this morning? When she saw how sexy you look, and when she smelled the fresh, raw scent of sex I left on you, did she give you a big price break? Tell me EVERYTHING now, my darling!"

"Oh talking about Cheryl," I smiled. "She was very receptive to our meeting and she said that she liked how I was dressed and suggested a mandatory class on dressing for a Woman's success. She wants me to give the lecture tomorrow afternoon. Plus I got a twenty-five percent from her and triple quota. So I managed a thirty thousand deal for the next two years. Plus I have all the cloths for the fashion show in New York. I'll pick up the swaps tomorrow and the classic line will be shipped out on Thursday. She was so turned on by my scent that she called her gal-pal. I had to wait while she had an hour long investature meeting. " Giggles lightly," I was able to hear them the whole time and well.. I was thinking about your cock... I was soaked from playing with myself."

Twisting a lock of hair, "I was thinking about tonight. Maybe we can get some Chinese and go from there."

I started moving my hand down my waistband and held the phone back to show Joe what I was up to. "Mmmmm baby, I don't know if I can hold out til seven." I slowly undid the zipper and started to finger my clit til I was shivering. "Ohhhh Joe, I really wish you were here taking care of me."

 

[kittykateater]

Joe

My Angelique is such a good fit to me. Now she helped me to realize, I don't NEED to compete with Donald Trump. I may not have his wealth, but I had just made us enough that, if invested wisely, we'll both be able to live quite comfortably for a long time. Plus, both of us are still working, so this won't be the last big sum ever to come our way, either!

Plus, I have the unconditional love of my sweet Angelique, and I have a heart filled with love FOR her! The Donald tried and failed to buy her affection, and I have that and so much more from her for free. Oh, there I go, trying to compete with Donald again, a hard habit to break.

Angelique told me all about her great meeting with Cheryl, and how she negotiated such a great deal. I was so proud of her sharp wits, her business savvy. My lover is smart, pretty, sexy, charming, clever, and funny. I really hitr the jackpot when I met her! And now she would be my wife, and I her husband, for all time.

Angelique told me how she could hear Cheryl on the phone, getting very explicit with her gal-pal, talking about how much the sexy scent of my Angelique's freshly-fucked (by me) pussy was turning Cheryl on. The conversation had turned Angelique on beyond belief, and had made her think about my big, hard cock...that had deposited so much of the sperm that was still filling-up her tight, hot, wet pussy all morning long.

I watched in fascination over the picture-phone as the sexy love of my life started moving her hand down inside her waistband, and as she held the phone back, to show me exactly what she was up to. "Mmmmm baby, I don't know if I can hold out til seven," she softly moaned. She slowly undid the zipper at the side of her miniskirt, and she started to finger her clit until she was actually shivering! "Ohhhh Joe, I really wish you were here taking care of me."

"Me, too," I whispered. "I want to take GOOD care of you, baby! SUCH good care of you!" With one arm, I held the picture-phone at arm's length in front of my pants, as my other hand slowly, teasingly unzipped my fly. I reached my hand inside, and pulled out my massive hard-on. She let out a loud wolf-whistle, followed by a giggle...folowed by a long, low moan, as she hungrily shoved three fingers deep up into her slit, which I could now see was oozing thick glop all over her fingers and palm. And the ooze showed no sign of stopping, just endlessly and thickly pouring out of her now.

"God, I do SO want to taste you right now!" I moaned.

"You? I can't WAIT to wrap my lips around that enormous cock you've got sticking out of your fly, and pointing straight out in front of you."

Suddenly inspired, I moved the camera-phone closer and closer to my crotch, until the tip of my hard-on was pressed firmly up against the lense. Angelique put her tongue to her camera, and let out a long, loud slurp. Her antics were SO sexy, and made ME feel so desirable, that I literally exploded my come all over my phone.

I tried to wipe the phone clean, but I only wound up smearing my come all over the phone. Nevertheless, I cleared it just enough, and just in time, to see my sweet Angelique clench her pussy against her phone, and seep her sweetness all over her own phone. "My God," I moaned. "How I wish I was there to lick up every tasty drop! I know first-hand just how delicious you truly are!"

"You just wait til 7 PM!" she laughed. "Your cock is in for one HELL of a hot blowjob! I intend to show you NO mercy!" she laughed wickedly. I could tell she was looking forward to once more wrapping her lips around my ten inches, maybe even more than I was looking forward to being on the RECEIVING end!

Angelique mentioned something about getting Chinese food tonight, and I gave her this wicked grin. Could she read my mind, that I was thinking of eating the chow mein and orange chicken right off her curvy, sexy, naked body?

 

[landiek]

I hated to have to hang up on Joe. I heard a knock on the door and buzzed Ina. "Is there something you needed?" I was still flicking my clit as I spoke to her and Joe could see and hear me.

"Your two o'clock is here. Early.... and I don't think he is very happy." Ina told me.

"Wanna hear me do my thing, baby?" I asked Joe as I zipped up the zipper then stood to hear Joe's reply before walking over to answer the door.

Joe chuckled "Sure, I'd love to see my girl in action."

"Hello Herbert. How can I help you today?" Ushering him to the desk so that Joe could see my opposition. Herbert is 6' 4" and very stout. His almost 400 pounds usually intimadates me but today I was confident. Herbert also has a deep demanding voice another of his qualities of scaring people into his demands.

"well for one Angelique, I hate the new shipment. Everything is too frilly and feathery. I clearly stated that I wanted the more black leather line. This is the second time that I've gotten a bad shipment this month. " His scowl covered the face like acne.

"Alright, Let's go over your last order." Walking over to the file cabinet and pulling out the order form. I glanced down the list and noticed a different signature on the bottom. I shifted my shoulders that exposed my breasts better. Joe could see everything clearly since I set the phone in an adaquate angle. I sat on the corner of my desk so that I could cross my legs while I read the forms. "Do you fill the orders form out or someone else"

"I usually do.. but my secretary sent the latest one." He shifted in his seat as his nostril flared. My scent was heavy in the room and he noticed. "Your perfume is very exotic, Angelique"

I giggled slightly, as I felt my pussy juices drizzle over my thighs. Perfume... oh he was nervous. Maybe I should play this out and give my Joe a dose of BAD ANGELIQUE. "Well, apparently your secretary felt that you needed more feminine items for your shop. Often times that happens, with several people sending orders, the designs and fashions might not seem to match the store's usual policy. If you really want to return the order, I can arrange for the replacement by Friday of next week."

"Friday! Next week!" He stood up furious "I run the best leather fetish shop. I have a display review by the corporate office in three days!"

I shrugged my shoulders. Shifting my hips and showing off my legs higher and a clear shot of the thong undies "Or you could make a special order and over night delivery." I licked my lips and stood up straighter, letting my breasts jiggle.

"I place orders over five thousand dollars every three weeks. I need to make ammends today not next week I cater to the leather needs of men and women not frills and feathers."

"Well let me look in the inventory and see what we can do." I leaned over and turned the monitor towards me. Turning around and leaning over the desk showing Joe and Herbert my thong glistening in pussy juices. "Should I input your usual order?"

Herbert nodded watching my ass sway over the desk. He gulped hard and loosened his tie. "you're looking very different, Angelique. hhhrmf"

I was wriggling my ass as I was typing up the new order. "Okay Herbert, the best I can do is give you half rate for the regular order until the other items are returned for credit."

Herbert shifted in his seat and then stood up. "Angelique, I'll write the check. Fill in the amount for me, dear. You've made me see that I've been hasty in the judgement about the order. Have a good day," The check sat on my desk and he quickly exited.

I turned the phone over to my breasts. "Ohhhh Joe, I think you need to come and take care of me. All these men are getting too tempting.... besides I am really hungry for that milkshake, you make so well."

Joe hung up and I wondered if he was on his way or not after I sent the address to his secretary by fax.

 

[landiek]

I made one last hint, dialing his pager. "Joe, I'm going to be naked in the office waiting for you. mmmmmmwawhhh"

 

[kittykateater]

I was so proud of how skillfully My Girl defused a potentially explosive situation with that asshole Herbert. Beauty, brains, tact, and savvy all in one completely amazing package! No WONDER I love my Angelique SO much!

After Herbert left, over the picture-phone, I could see the love of my life sitting naked at her desk, inviting me to come by. I loved the sexy way she cooed, "I am really hungry for that milkshake, you make so well."

I removed my pants and my boxers, to let her see my milk-shake mixer. Which by now was throbbing so anxiously, that it was just a blur over the phone. My hands were trembling, as was my whole body, increasing the overall bluriness of the photo of my big, hard, horny pecker. I simply could not keep my hand, my body, my cock, or the camera steady. Nevertheless, she could see the general size, shape, and outline of my horniness now. Besides, she had seen and experienced my manhood often enough to know exactly what it looks like, even if it was somewhat blurry over the phone. She riveted her gaze on the blurry image over the phone, and she hungrily, lustily licked her lips. "God, how I need that milk-shake mixer of yours in me now, Joe!" she moaned. "Come to my office, PLEASE? I want you, I NEED you, to fill me full of your milk-shake, baby! And HURRY!"

I hurriedly hung up the phone, and I rushed over to her office, driving like 95 miles an hour through 25-MPH commercial and residential neighborhoods. As I opened her office door with one hand, I dropped my trousers with my other hand. My jaw nearly dropped to the floor when I saw her curled up naked on her desk chair, her feet tucked under her ass, three fingers up her glorious snatch. But then again, her own jaw hit the floor when she got one look at what was thrusting out of my pants, pointing 10 inches straight out in front of me.

(OOC: The photo really is me, and the description of my horniness and my trembling hand making the photo blurry, is the REAL reason this photo is not very well focused. Life imitates art!).

 

[kittykateater]

BUMP!

Where are you, landiek, darlin'? I miss playing with my very hot Angelique.

KK (the KittyKateater)

 

[landiek]

When Joe walked into the office I was waiting there in my birthday suit and readily playing in my pussy. I was surprized to see that his cock was already erect and nearly bursting the seams to get out and into it's comfy spot, my cunt.

I jumped off the desk and into his arms removing the pants enough for his cock to thrust deeply into my hungry greedy cunt. Our sex was truly magical. I love and desire every thrust and gush and Joe is everything I want, need or planned and our wedding seemed an eternity away.

 

[kittykateater]

Joe

Angelique, my sweet Angelique, somehow maanged to find the self control now to stop playing with her own pussy and to stop her soft moaning. She arose naked from her desk chair, and slunk over to me cat-like, her hips swaying sexily, her big smile exuding a confidence, a sexual hunger. She gently but hungrily shoved me down into her soft, comfortable leather desk chair, leaving no doubt who was in charge now, and what she wanted from me. What she wanted was already pointing 10 inches straight up from my lap, and she never took her hungry gaze off my steel-hard tool the whole time she was approaching me and settling me into her office chair.

She knelt down on the floor in front of the chair, and she softly, gently planted a very quick kiss, right at the very tip of my achingly hard cock, causing me to twitch and throb against her beautiful face. "Mmmm!" she moaned softly. "I have missed you, Joe! And I have missed HIM!"

Now she climbed up on the black leather arm chair, facing me. Her legs opened wide, her knees straddling my hips, her feet tucked under her ass, as she slowly lowered her hungry feminity down, down, DOWN over me.

Ahhh, this is where my hard-on always belongs, where it has longed to be all day: deep, deep, DEEP up inside her juicy slit, as she squeezes me so tightly, so lovingly, so passionately, so hungrily, so lustily.

"Our wedding seems an eternity away," she pouted.

"I know," I moaned my agreement, thrusting myself up even higher into her. "I can't WAIT until our wedding day, when we can proclaim to all the universe, that I am yours and you are mine. Exclusively. Completely. Without ANY reservations. From now until all eternity. I love you SO much Angelique, that sometimes I almost can't STAND it, I feel like I'm going to BURST with the sheer joy of knowing you and loving you."

"MMMM!" she moaned, slipping herself down even further over me. "I just LOVE when you burst! VERY deep inside of me, baby!"

"That's not what I meant!" I laughed, "and you KNOW it!"

"Yes," she whispered, "I know. I love YOU so much, that sometimes I feel that my own heart is so overfilled with love for you, that my poor heart is ready to BURST! Still," she grinned, "for right now, I would love nothing more than for you to burst in that OTHER way! Deep, deep inside of me."

I can never refuse my beloved Angelique ANY request...especially not such a sexy request! So I pushed upward even harder, and she sat down even harder on my lap, until I once more broke through, past her cervix. She tossed her head back and screamed, "Oh, YES! C'mon, baby, BURST into my womb now!"

"I'm gonna BLAST my come into your womb, baby!" I moaned, thrusting in and out of her tight wetness, steadily deeper, steadily faster, steadily harder. "Are you READY for this, my darling, my angel, my one true soulmate? Are you READY for me now baby, love of my life?"

 

[landiek]

The girls on the other side of the door whispered to one another as our cries and moans filtered their way from the office.
"Daamn.. that Angelique is lucky...... sounds like he is a fucking stud!" One grinned as I screamed Oh YES! C'mon, baby, BURST into my womb NOW!
"Couldn't help but see that the poor thing was primed by that bulge in his pants. Did you see the outline of that.....mmmmmmm" The second agreed
"I'd lie, cheat, beg and steal to have him five minutes.... GOD! They sound so fucking hot!" The last one quipped with a pout.

"YES! YES! YES!" I shouted in reply to each of his questions. My whole body spasmed as his cock serged in my womb. The magic spread as the feathery touches of his cock. As it glides violently into the cervix once more, making the euphoria swirl me into a heightened flight as the slooshing noises seemed to get louder followed by my own eruption of hot liquid love..... stemming from deep within. My cunt muscles groped against the base of his cock, trying desperately to pull more inside. If my cunnie was any bigger I think my body would suck his balls inside to satisfy my sexual hunger.

Grinding and groaning as our muscles convulsed, sweet flutterings ebbed from the fury of our sex. A garbled moan dripped from my lips as I slumped forward glistening with a mist of sweat as my gasps echoed in my ears as my parched lips graced his neck with soft kisses. I held him tightly as my body worked his staff of the last driplets of jism from his already throbbing cock. It made me feel overwhelmingly woman that his cock would pulsate after his explosive volcanic eruptions. I savor the heat but moreso that our heartbeats were matched in mutual beat. DAMN! Our sex was plain HEAVEN SENT

Cheryl walked into the office and saw the three girls leaning against the door and raised an eyebrow. She coughed loudly and they moved away from the closed door. The four of them couldn't help but hear the throes of our passion. She smirked as she pounded on the door. "ALRIGHT SEX BUNNIES--- HAUL ASS TO THE SHOWER AND MAKE IT SNAPPY OR ANGELIQUE ISN'T GETTING OFF AT 6:45!"

Her voice brought us to the reality that we were laughing... until she threatened our rejoining time. "ohoh, " I blushed getting caught but grinning like a cheshire cat. "I think we had better listen or she might become a slave driver."

I led Joe into the office bathroom and pressed the button on the wall that opened into a small shower room. I reached in and set the temp and the water started to pour from the ceiling in a spray of rain. Pulling off any lingering garments, I pulled my lover into the rain of heated drops. I sunk to my knees and greedily ate off the last of my honey, before soaping his groin and washing him with my breasts. Joe even groaned again as i licked at his clean cock, balls, and ass. MMMMMMMMMMM, he tastes so good to me! "I can't wait until tonight!" I whispered in his ear as I licked on the ear lobe as Joe washed my back. His fingers tracing the contours of my spine exciting me over again.

Cheryl not missing an opportunity to see what fed me so lovingly, slipped into the office and put our clothes on the counter outside of the shower room. She also laid out four bath towels before returning to my office and waited.

When we left the shower, we helped one another dry and dress, honestly revving one another up for later... the promise of a repeated lustful union... four hours seemed like our wedding date, an eternity away.

When we rejoined Cheryl, I made the proper introductions. "Cheryl, I want you to meet my fiancee, Joe. Joe, this is one of my suppliers, Cheryl Temples."

Cheryl purred as his hand reached hers and then my sweet lover kissed her hand like the prince that he is. She blushed like a school girl but regained her senses to smile. "So you are trying to steal my valueable worker's time... maybe I should put you to work too" Her Russian accent being more prominent then usual.

"At your service, Miss Temples" Joe grinned as he recognized her playful teasing.

She glanced at his pants and smiled, "Da, you would say that, but we know that my lifestyle is not... how you say.... complimentary to yours."

I laughed as she bluntly told him that. It also was cut by the ringing of Joe's cell phone. His eyes furrowed as he didn't recognize the incoming number.

"Hello, This is Joe."

"Hi, this is Kim. I was calling to notify you that your wedding gift is ready for your pick-up or would you prefer delivery after seven pm?"

"oh, yes" You took a sly grin,"I'll be swinging by this afternoon. I'll see you before four, Kim."

"Kim?" I asked. "You have another meeting to go to?"

Your eyes twinkled as you noticed that I was slightly unnerved by just a name. "Nothing to worry over, one of the items for our wedding is ready for pick-up." Joe's reassuring tone set my heart to ease.

Cheryl laughed, "Ahhhhh, Angelique! You have no reason to be jealous... at least not yet."

"ohhhhh don't start on me, Cheryl." I warned playfully.

"Well, I believe that I will leave you girls to business and go take care of that pick-up while I endure the anguish of almost fours hours until I can hold my sweet angel once more."

I glanced over at him and made a quick promise, "You had better be stripped naked when I get to the room or you're in for a world of trouble, sexy!"

You touched your heart and teased,"Don't you think you have that backwards, love. It's you that better be in the bed naked and ready... because I damn well intend to pick up where we left off." Joe leaned over and patted my bare crouch. Leaning closer and whispering in my ear. "I plan on planting my friend" Rubbing his pants against my thigh. "Right back inside of that hot womb of yours, all night, my darling."

I let out a soft moan as that sounded so tempting that I really didn't want to wait for after seven. Cheryl took charge and split us apart.

"Alright, you MAN! Go do your business! Angelique must help me with the shipment list for the show in New Yark. You are not helping, now." Cheryl shooed Joe from the office as she pointed to the boxes that were delivered while Joe and I showered. I groaned, no wonder she wanted Joe gone, sixty percent of the package was lacy teddies and sex-wear. I would be tempting him with every piece we marked.

"By the way Angelique, tomorrow at three.. come to my place."

"I thought you never invited guests over?" I pulled the jade gown from the box and slid it into the Heidi pile, following the burgandy see-thur teddie for Pamela.

"We are throwing you away with a shower... a last maiden shower." Cheryl remarked as she pulled a floor length midnight blue gown from the box. "And dis you wear for the evening... to show your features that your Joe will come to kiss often. You are very lucky to find such a good man"

I looked Cheryl in the eye and grinned, "You have to come to New York. I need a bride's maid and I want you to be it."

Cheryl blushed but declined. "No, you have someone else stand with you... I hate groups... weddings bring many people and you don't need old Cheryl to dampen your happiest day."

I scoffed at her reasoning, "You have to call me the day after though so I can tell you all about it."

Lydia entered the room, "Why not webcam your wedding to the office and we can be there while here.. you know there is a lot of new tech... I mean I can't afford to jet to New York for a few days... but I'd love to see you get married to that hunk.."

"Sounds like something Joe and I need to add to his list of things to do before the wedding." I grinned as we set back to work.


I unlocked the door at five to seven. It was still dark so I had believed that I had indeed beat Joe to our temporary home. I glanced over the stack of mail that I received from clients and suppliers as news of my upcoming wedding made the rounds at every store. I was debating about taking another shower when the phone rang.

"Hello, this is Angelique."

"well, I guess congrats are in order. I just heard from Donald that you are getting married."

"Bethany... girl how have you been? Where are you calling from?" I lift the phone and walked into the bedroom.

"Well right now I am in Pradue." She sighed for a moment. "My photos are a disgrace but the people here are so friendly. I was calling to tell you that I'll be able to make the wedding so make sure that you leave my invite at Donald's front desk."

"Of course..." I slid off the clothes and set them in a pile by the dresser. "Have you heard if your schedule will allow you the time for a fashion show? I could use another model for the fashion show in New York."

"You know that Donald is very jealous that he didn't catch you."

"I know, but I caught the better man and believe it or not.. I found heaven in an airplane to Chicago. Joe is everything I could ever dream of. He is successful... sexy... a dream lover.. God he is so sexy..." I licked my lips as I braced the phone on my shoulder as I slipped off the nylons. "and the way that he fucks me..."

Bethany laughed, "Angel girl you have found your soulmate then."

"I have." I agreed as we started talking about the past. Two small town girls finding the adventure of a lifetime. Despite for being out of touch for three years.. it took moments to catch up and reaffirm our friendship once more. "I have to go... Joe will be here pretty soon and I plan to surprise him with myself. I'll see you in New York then?"

"I'll be there with bells on." Bethany promised.

I hung up after saying good-bye and sending her kisses. Placing the receiver in the cradle and slipping into bed and waiting for Joe to enter the bedroom where I was teasing my clit with my pinkie as the index slipped in and out of my hungry slit. I was definately ready for Joe now.

 

[kittykateater]

Through the door, I could hear Angelique's coworkers commenting on our vigorous sexual antics:

"Damn.. that Angelique is lucky...... sounds like he is a fucking stud!"

As if in reply, Angelique screamed out: "Oh YES! C'mon, baby, BURST into my womb NOW!"

"He IS a fucking stud!" I heard the lady on the other side of the door half-laugh, half-moan.

I had never felt that I was particularly good-looking or sexy, until I met Angelique. Now she was riding me with such enthuiasm, that I was feeling like the hottest stud in the universe. The women on the other side of the door evidently agreed with how I was feeling now, too:

"Couldn't help but see that the poor thing was primed by that bulge in his pants. Did you see the outline of that.....mmmmmmm" another of the ladies commented. My cock must have been listening, for although I didn't think such a thing was even possible at this stage of my excitement, I found my mahood growing even longer and thicker as it pressed, thrusted, and throbbed its way deeper and yet deeper up into Angelique's womb.

"I'd lie, cheat, beg and steal to have him five minutes.... GOD! They sound so fucking hot!" The last one quipped with a pout.

"We not only SOUND it, but we ARE so fucking hot!" I yelled, loud enough for our eavesdroppers to hear. Angelique laughed at my remark, but her laugh quickly dissolved into a loud moan as I pushed my way still deeper into her. And still only 8 of my 10 inches were in her at this point. I didn't know WHERE I was going to put my last two inches, but I was determined now to stuff my sweet angel so very very full, to fill her SSSOOO full of ME, until my big swollen come-filled balls would knock up against her juicy dripping lips.

I finally felt that I couldn't hold back even one second longer now.

"Are you READY for this, my darling, my angel, my one true soulmate?" I cried out joyously.

"Yes!" she screamed eagerly, anxiously. And again, "YES!"

I felt milliseconds away from exploding, as I wailed, "Are you READY for me now baby, love of my life?"

Again her extremely excited reply, "Yes! YES! Oh god, YES!"

And then it happened. Her magic that I have so come to love and enjoy. For now her whole body spasmed, as my cock surged deeper and ever deper into her womb. As my achingly hard cock glided violently into her cervix once more, her sweet and sexy slooshing noises seemed to get louder, until she erupted so powerfully, so uncontrollably, her hot liquid love litearlly flying out of her from so very deep within. Her cunt muscles groped against the base of my cock, as if trying desperately to pull even more of me inside. If she could have, I think her trembling body would have sucked my entire swollen balls inside her, along with my ten inch cock, and even then it might not have been enough to satisfy her endless sexual hunger. Her desire for me was almost more than I could bear, and even after exploding so very deep inside of her, I still wanted, I still needed, more...much. MUCH more! She just could not get enough of me, and believe me, I was not complaining. For even after tearing through her cervix like it was tissue paper, and even after filling up her womb and parctcally tickling her intestines with my intense horniness, I still could not get enough of HER, either! Once I finally let myself come inside of her, I simply could not STOP coming. Trying to stop was like trying to hold back the waters crashing over Niagara Falls!

Grinding and groaning as our muscles convulsed, a garbled moan dripped from her lips as I French-kissed her passionately, with a voracious hunger, while continuing to plunge my cock very fast, very deep, and very hard in and out of her. Angelique slumped forward, glistening with a mist of sweat, as her gasps echoed in both our ears as her very red lips grazed my neck with soft kisses. I just kept coming and coming and coming as I pluged through her pussy, through her cervix, through her womb. She held me tightly as her body worked my staff of the last driplets of jism from my endlessly throbbing cock. I smiled when she told me "You make me feel overwhelmingly woman, that your cock even now is STILL pulsating, even after so very many of your explosive volcanic eruptions." Then my heart became hers forever when she cried out, loud enough for our evesdroppers to overheard from the other side of the door: "DAMN! Our sex is plain HEAVEN SENT!"

"I agree!" I moaned. "Here, baby, let me take you to heaven one...more...TIME!" I screamed, plunging my thick pulsating love-rod back into her one last time, up to my balls, once more injecting my manly milkshake so very deep into her womb. "No woman has EVER made me feel so damned sexy before!" I moaned. "I love you, Angelique! And I love fucking the HELL out of you, baby!"

Now we had to shower and dress quickly, to keep our appointments. As Angelique lovingly, hungrily pulled me into the rain of heated drops, she actually sunk to her knees and greedily ate the last of her own sweet honey off my STILL throbbing cock.

"That's my GIRL!" I laughed. "That sweet mouth of yours can NEVER get enough cock!"

"Only if it's YOURS, my darling!" she giggled sexily, between licks and powerful sucks.

Now she slowly soaped my groin, and washed my naked body all over with her full, round, firm breasts instead of using a washcloth. I couldn't help but groan ecstatically again, as the love of my life licked at my clean cock, balls, and ass. "MMMMMMMMMMM, you taste so good to me! I can't wait until tonight!" she whispered in my ear as she licked sexily, seductively on my ear lobe.

Meanwhile, I thoroughly washed her back, making sure to press my throbbing hard-on very tightly between her luscious round ass cheeks, while reaching around her to cup her breasts and roll and pinch her nipples. My fingers gently, lovingly traced the contours of her spine, and her rapid, shallow breathing told me that I was exciting her all over again. I slowly slid a finger into her pussy, her wetness confirming my suspicion that if we had time enough, she was ready to have me fuck her for another hour or two...or THREE! Personally, I would have liked nothing better, but I knew neither of us had time for that right now.

Cheryl evidently couldn't help herself. On the pretense of bringing us our clothes, she snuck into the bathroom. Her gaze locked on my throbbing ten-incher, and Cheryl let out a long, low, very appreciative whistle. "You just get EVERYTHING you want, don't you, Angelique? You lucky little bitch!"

Angelique shot daggers at Cheryl, with a look that loudly proclaimed "Back OFF, sister! He's MINE!" Cheryl turned beat red, apologized for staring, left us some towels, and waited for us in Angelique's office now. I quietly, soothingly reassured Angelique that she is the only woman in the world for me, she wouldn't have to fight off Cheryl or anyone else.

Angelique kissed me, her breats rubbing up against my chest, her naked and still-dripping pussy rubbing catlike against my stiffie, as we whisperd "I love you" to each other. "And as for you," she laughed merrily, "You need not compete with Donald Trump or any other man," Angelique quietly reassured me. "I am yours, hearts and soul..."

"...and PUSSY!" I interrupted, laughing.

"But of course, my love!" she giggled. "I am ALL yours, and ESPECIALLY my pussy is yours and yours alone! With you, my pussy doesn't need, doesn't WANT any other man. You satisfy me completely, my love. More than I ever thought any man could...or would!"

Despite these mutual reassurances, Angelique's sparkling green eyes turned even greener...with JEALOUSY...when she heard me address the caller on my cell phone as Kim. Jealous, that is, until I explained that Kim was someone from whom I had ordered a surprise for our upcoming wedding. Angelique literally tried to suck me into telling her what the surprise was, but as skilled a fellatrix as my lover definitely is, I somehow managed to resist telling her my surprise.

My day of business meetings seemed endless, but at last it was time to keep my evening appointment, to spend the night naked in bed with Angelique.

As I apoproached our room, I could hear Angelique talking on the speaker phone.

"I caught the better man," I heard Angelique's sweet, sexy, and very familiar voice say. "and believe it or not.. I found heaven in an airplane to Chicago. Joe is everything I could ever dream of. He is successful... sexy... a dream lover."

"Really?" I thought to myself, lossening my tie. "She thinks that I am a dream lover? If anyone is a dream lover, it's my Angelique!"

"God he is so sexy..." I heard Angelique coo and moan to her unknown caller. I heard a very soft and very familiar rustling now, which I instantly recognized as Angelique slipping off her nylons. "and the way that he fucks me..."

That did it. Hearing her tell someone how much she loves me fucking her, instantly brought my cock to full atention, stretching the front of my pants so very tight, until they almost ripped open.

Over the speaker phone, I heard Angelique's friend reply, "Angel girl you have found your soulmate then."

"I have," Angelique replied, just as I turned the key and opened the hotel room door with one hand, while unbuckling my belt with my other hand. "I have to go... Joe will be here pretty soon and I plan to surprise him with myself. I'll see you in New York then?"

"I'll be there with bells on," her friend promised.

I tugged down my pants, entering the hotel suite while thinking to myself, "And I'll be right HERE, with NOTHING on!"

I peered into the bedroom just in time to watch Angelique replace the receiver in the cradle, and slip naked into bed. Without bothering to unbitton my shirt, I simply slid it up over my head and off my arms. As I entered the bedroom completely naked, Angelique was already teasing her clit with her pinkie, as her index finger slipped in and out of her hungry slit. Her eyes were closed and she was softly moaning. She was definitely ready for me now.

She was so involved in her own pleasure, in heating herself up for me, that she neither saw nor heard me enter the bedroom. So she was momentarily startled when I moved her hand aside, and when I replaced her fingers with my own. "Here, let ME do that for you, lover," I smiled.

She reached her arms up to me, placing one hand around my back and the other at the back of my head. She pulled my upper half down to the bed, and her mouth passionately kissed all over my face. "Oh Joe, how I have wanted you!" she moaned. I kissed her back ferociously, slipping two and then three fingers up her already dripping-wet snatch, as my thumb swirled small, tight cirlces over her clit, and my tongue explored the inside of her mouth and the back o her throat.

It took all my strength to pull my face away from hers now, but I nedeed to. Not to come up for air or anything mundane like that, but just because if my tongue didn't catch a lick and a taste at her sweet and lovely, hot and wet pussy right NOW, I felt that I would just about DIE!

I eagerly, hungrily dove for her pussy, teasing her, and me, mercilessly now, with feather-light flickers against her pussy lips, teasing stabbing little licks that just barely caught the very edge of her throbbing clit. my licking, swirling tongue retreating even faster than it had approached her clit.

Angelique desperately squirmed all over the bed, and she thrust her hips high off the mattress. She slowly worked her thighs around, until before I knew it her creamy smooth thighs were completely covering my ears. Her silky thighs then squeezed tight, pulling my face down tight against her, as she tossed her bare feet up onto my shoulder blades.

"EEEATTTT me!" she moaned loudly. I couldn't have refused if I had wanted to. And believe me, I wasn't about to pass up this opportunity to gaze deep into her luscious love tunnel, to feel her squirm beneath my highly-skilled tongue, and to feel and taste her endless series of explosive orgasms all over my face.

As usual, I laid the groundwork slowly and carefully. I began by licking all around the inflamed edges of her damp pussy lips, while sliding a finger in and out of her moist inner walls, carefully and deliberately avoiding contact with her already-throbbing clit and her spongy G-spot. She kept trying to maneuver her pussy so my tongue would come in direct contact with her clit and G-spot, but every time she moved, so did I, teasing her mercilessly.

At last, I let the very tip of my curled finger touch her hungry G-spot, but then I quickly withdrew. She took in a sharp intake of breath, and softly groaned her unmet desires.

But I was teasing myself even worse than I was teasing my bride to be. Finally, my tongue couldn't stand it one scond longer. I just had to slide into her and taste her G-spot. As usual, she was absolutely DELICIOUS! My tongue hungrily licked at her G-spot as I delicately kissed the very tip of her quivering clit with a feather-light brush of my lips.

I felt the first little dewdrop of her liquid lust escape from her pussy now, so I denied her horny little clit from all further contact with my mouth or my hand...for now.

I alternately stroked her G-spot with a finger and then licked it with my tongue. Each stroke, each lick, made her squirm harder and harder, and moan louder and louder. At last, I let my finger and my tongue touch her G-spot at the same time. She clamped her thighs very tight around my ears now, and with a shrill shriek, she bucked side to side side, up and down on the bed, tossing my head around between her thighs like I was a rag doll.

Her pussy lips opened wide, and her G-spot tensed. I slid three fingers up her wide-open snatch. She groaned, and she clamped her pussy very tight around my hand. She arched her back, raising her pussy and my head high off the mattrees. She let out a second scream, this one even louder and even higher-pitched than the first. And then her G-spot convulsed into orgasm, soaking my fingers and flooding my mouth with her G-spot juices, which are even sweeter than those from her clit, and well worth the extra work it takes to coax those juices out of her. My tongue slid back and forth along the very top of her cunt, licking, stroking, and massaging her G-spot, as she continued to release one orgasm after after another after another into my hungry mouth, as I eagerly licked up every sweet, delicious, endlessly-flowing drop.

Now as my tongue slid in and out of her, I let it graze not only across her endlessly-coming G-spot, but also across her achingly-pulsating little clit, too. Once more, she clamped her thighs tight over my ears, and once more she tossed my head around like it was a rag doll. Only this time, when she arched her back, her clit exploded tangy, tasty juiuces onto my lips and tongue. I sucked her horny little clit into my moith, and my teeth began a gentle nibbling. Her clit came even more frantically this time, her liquid lust flying out of her, through mid-air, some even flying up into my nose and squirirting into my eye.

My tongue flitted at her clit and at her G-spot at the same time, as I returned three fingers deep up into her dripping snatch.

"Oh...my...GOD!" she shrieked, and I could see, feel, and taste what was happening deep inside of her now. "OHHHHH!" she moaned, thrashing around the bed uncontrollably now. Yes, this was what I wanted, what I hoped for, because now she was simulataneously orgasming from both her clit and her G-spot. With my free hand, I slid a finger into her lovely ass, and she squeezed her anus very tightly around my exploring finger, as her clit and her G-spot once more spasmed helplessly, powerfully, uncontrollably into simulataneous orgasm.

Still endlessly shaking, still endlessly coming, Angelique wrapped her dainty liittle hand around my thick, thobbing, achingly horny cock, and she slowly, lovingly, eagerly began pumping her hand up and down my long, thick, rock-hard cock. "Oh GOD, how I do love you baby!" she cried out lustfully, passionately.

And STILL I kissed, licked, and sucked at her, eagerly gulping down every stream of liquid lust that seeped and flowed and gushed and poured out of her steaming-hot, soaking wet pussy now. "You are DELICIOUS!" I cried out. "Feed me MORE! Oh, MORE! Don't STOP coming! Oh, please don't EVER stop! Mmmm! You taste so damned GOOD, my lover, love of my life! Oh yeah, that's it, keep COMING baby! Oh my GOD, but I do love you so, Angelique!"

 

[landiek]

My wait was a pleasant one as Joe's face lit up for me and the sex that night was intense enough to thrill my very soul to heaven and back.

Our night was filled with passion and I never thought that it was this prefect. I slept nestled in his strong arms as his cock proved that it belonged embedded inside after our fire filled night. I loved the feeling of his cock in my velvety passage. I arched my back and moved myself back and forth over his thumping cock that was growing in response to my actions. Since my back was to his belly it was hard not to rock the bed. I reached over my shoulder and caressed his face, while my other hand slid over my belly to rub my clit to make me hotter. I moaned as your cock joined my pursuit of sexual pleasures, it throbbed harder as I frigged my clit and rubbed the muscle that was filled with cock.

A noise came from the other room, I paused long enough to listen at the sounds. It wasn't one that I recognized and it wasn't one that meant an opening door. Glancing at the alarm clock on the nightstand, it was too early for housekeeping. Then three beeps followed by silence. I shrugged my shoulders and squirmed back against Joe's belly. Enough for that distraction and time to get some heated cream I mused as I started to contract my muscles to love over Joe's erect diversion. "Mmmmmmm, Baby...." I cooed as your cock moved deeper into my cavern.

Your hand came over one of my breasts as soft words moved my tresses at the ear, "hungry, Angelique? You want more of my hot cream flooding in your womb?"

"Yes..." I moaned as his touch ignited more fires in my core. I had become a lusty wench and I savored the full prefection to be Joe's every desire as he stroked in and out of my swollen cunt. Not that I wasn't already getting lustier as his groan came from my undulating belly that made his cock stroke against me harder.

"You're such a nympho.. Angelique"

"Just the way you made me sweetheart." I reminded him.

"No, love.... you are a nympho. It was buried deep inside of you. I merely opened your sexuality to let out your natural nymphomania. No one can claim to make a woman one, just reveal the truth they are one and I'm a lucky man to have you turn out to be one."

"no, we are..." I smiled as I thrusted my chest forward and my ass back against him harder. His hand filled with flesh as he squeezed the hardening nipple.

Things were slower then our usual lovemaking and it was sweet. I savored the way that your cock moved in and out of my lips. Moaning softly as the head rubs against my cunt ring. Joe's cock seems as swollen as my cunt lips and that makes this moment different from our other sexual cravings. I moaned as I moved myself back to him. The brush of his balls against my ass made me feel his fire. I groaned as the brushing started making a pattern of teasing. "Do you know what you're doing to me?"

"yes... " His warm breathe at my ear, his hips moved upwards to crest the wave that burst inside of me. "yes, Angelique... give me your glory... rain your orgasms on my cock..."

I gasped at the way I felt as the flooding waves moved thur the channel, bathing him and seeping from the sides to glaze our bodies. The noises of slooshing softly rustling the sheet that covered us. Then I let out of cry as our bodies gratfully shuddered in another burst of heat. My chest was heaving as we were gasping for the air that seemed to abandon us in the magical moment. Panting as the heat rises between us, leaving the mist of sweat over our bodies.

The loud buzzing of the alarm makes us both groan as our public life demands to be heard. "Oh for an extra hour!" I pouted sadly.

You chuckled and slipped from my grasp, heading straight for the bathroom and turning on the stream of hot water. "C'mon, sexy.. time to get cleaned up."

I slowly stomp from our bed and look back longingly. I wanted to finish our passionate moment. "Stupid alarm clock." I grumbled as I entered the bathroom.

Your smirk was breif as your cuddled me closer "You can't blame the alarm clock. We have our jobs to do in the daytime and our nights to play. Besides I would rather see a sweet Angelique then one that is pouty and angry because she didn't get all the sex she wanted in the morning."

"You were enjoying it too!" Stepping into the stream of water and soaking my hair.

"Yes, I was. Makes me want you more and also reminds me that soon we'll be together all the time and then we'll have the time in the world to make love." Your lips brushing against my ear lobe as you pulled me into your arms.

We dressed for our day, yet I liked slipping you into the silk shirt that I had brought from the store. The soft blue making your eyes sparkle which sent a tingling thur my fingertips. I loved the feel of silk along with the contours of your chest.

"Angelique... you should behave yourself!" You taunted as you grabbed my hands from roaming across the chest. Your breathe making the chest rise and fall as the silk moves eroticly on your skin.

I pouted my best baby face and replied "I don't wanna beeee haveeeeee I wanna play wif you!"

Joe laughed as he helped me into the lavendar dress for the luncheon that Cheryl sent over and as we walked into the main room to snag breakfast I noticed that my room has a fax machine... ahhh that is what that noise was from early. I reached over and picked up the three pages. I sighed as my eyes scanned over the list of orders from the Victoria heads.

"What's that?"

"My schedule for the next three days. It looks like I am becoming national buyer now. Angie quit and left five orders in shambles in South Carolina. They want me to fly to Greenville and straighten things out and check out a new possible supplier for the stores in South C. Also the approval for three weeks off due to my upcoming wedding and a congradualations plus bonus check that is waiting at the office."

"Three weeks huh. I hope my boss is in a good mood to extend my ten days to accomdate your three weeks."

"He better be since you snagged that Japenese account and who know's what contracts you'll have after our wedding in New York. Especially with the way Donald acts, he'll have you smothered in leads to possible clients." I pointed out with emphasis.

"So when do you have to fly out?"

"First thing tomorrow morning. My flight leaves at 5:45. I don't want to go." I protested. "being across the country from you after all these nights of being in your arms."

"We'll survive my angel." Joe reassured me. "After all we were apart while you were in Dallas. Our jobs are a part of who we are and you can't bail just because your sexy, firey, lickable, lusty flames of desire can't stand be unattended by my hard overworked cock."

"OVER WORKED!" I shrieked in surprise.

"Yeap.. overworked... you rev me up and I bust my ass to happily fill your needs with my own" Kissing my lips softly, "I wouldn't have it any other way either."

I remained slightly moody as we left and headed to our separate jobs. I made plans to drop in to see where Joe worked as he was dropped off first. "Seven o'clock, lover"

"Seven o'clock and I expect you in the same place as last night." Your kiss on my lips and the then you walked into your office building as I watch.

"Driver, I want you to pick me up at Victoria Secrets on Alpine at three forty-five this afternoon and bring me to this address. Do I need to prepay or anything?"

"No ma'am." The driver grinned as he got a good view of my exposed chest. "I'll be more then happy to take that personal call. I'll be there on time. Just come out and I'll be waiting for you."

"Thank you." I grinned smugly. This time I was going to surprise Joe and his staff including the people he works with.

When I got to the office I received another surprise from Cheryl and the girls. A small bridal shower and it was extremely sweet. I received a bottle of champaigne bubble bath, a wedding journal from Lynda, a hot red teddie, a game for couples, a voucher for a two hour session at Thoedore's for both Joe an I. I was shocked and looked at Cheryl with tears. "You got us a session at Thoedore's!"

Cheryl smirked and nodded, "Yep, the best payback for the best sex I've had in months. I figure that he deserves the hot oil massage by an honest to goodness geisha while you have the mud bath. Believe me when I tell you that it is like heaven before sex." She hugged me tightly as I opened the card from Connie. I was surprised to find a pair of saving bonds.. then I read the hand written message aloud... Knowing how sex straved you were, he must be heaven sent and so I am planning for my GODCHILDREN'S future... love, Connie and clan .

We started off getting some paperwork started and three hours of phone calls. During lunch I cashed my bonus check and called over to Joe.. "Hello Darling!"

"mmmmm, baby. I was hoping you would call. Care to have some lunch with me and a client at Olive Garden?"

"Sounds devine, which one?" I asked as I looked around the corner to see what crossroads I was located at. Pulling out the cabbie's card and glancing at the number.

"We'll pick you up on the way over. Put on some extra powder, my boss may join us. Maybe since you're with me, I could convience him to lengthen my time off."

" I see," I teased softly as I rubbed the top of the blazer to expose more of my nipples showing them to just him. "Can I be your special desert?"

"For lunch and tonight and all night long, sweetheart."

"How soon, Joe?"

"We are on our way out the door now. Look for a limo, sweetheart." Then we were disconnected.

Damn.. I had to get back in a hurry. Flagging a taxi downtown was short of a miracle in itself. I slipped into the backseat and noticed it was the driver from this morning. "Hey," I smiled.. "I'm heading back to Victoria's"

He drove me back to the store and I told him that I wasn't sure if I would still need that ride this afternoon but I definate would at five am. He was very kind and told me that if I still needed his services to call and he even gave me his cell phone number. I had stepped out of the taxi and was walking to the front door when the limo pulled up.

Joe opened the door to get out and open the door for me. The driver was instantly there. "Wow two gentlemen holding the door for me.. could make a girl faint." I teased with a bright smile.

Stacy came running out with the large Victoria's Secret sack. "Hey, don't forget your gifts. Lori said take the rest of the day. We can handle everything since the stacks are done."

"Stacy, this is Joe... my soon-to-be husband. Joe this is Stacy Kling, another one of our models."

I was thrilled that Joe gave her hand a kiss. Despite her oreintal coloring her blush was making her cheeks glow. "Why thank you. You be sure to take lots of pictures of New York and Paris."

I slid in the limo and was sitting across from a gentleman that I took for maybe in his early fifties. "Good afternoon, I'm Angelique." I offered my hand but he squirmed in the seat as Joe slid next to me. I raised my eyebrow but held my tongue. I snuggled next to Joe as the limo headed for the Olive Garden.

They talked about computers and processors for a few minutes. I was able to keep up with the general subject until they were talking about gigs and customizing and gigabites. My mind reeled as the talked in numbers. I was wondering if they were talking about the computers or the price. I kept silent as they went on talking about storage space. I leaned over to Joe and asked softly, "You are still talking about computers right?"

"Yes, we are." His eyes darted around and then he said,"I hope that you enjoy our American Hospitality." He remarked to the other gentleman.

The driver opened the doors and then opened the door to the restaurant. "Thank you, John." I smiled as I caught his name on the tag on the dash. His smile was growing bigger as he oogled my breasts for a few moments. Joe even slipped his arm in mine as we walked into the dimmer lights. I loved the smell here.. so Italianish. We were shown to a table and then the waiter took our order as I took a sip of water, accidently dribbling some on the top of my breasts. "Mmmmm, excuse me the water was higher in the glass then I thought." I grabbed the napkin and dabbled my chest, making the blazer shift and show off the swell of cleavage. I blushed as the waiter took a double take on the burgandy bustier that was under my jacket. In a few moments I was just as red but Joe took it in stride as he placed our order and raised his glass to another successful venture.

"Cheers" I smiled while I felt my heart burst with pride watching my only love work his magic.

 

[kittykateater]

Last night, after my lips and tongue had brought both her clit and her G-spot into explosive orgasm at the same time, a thrashing and moaning Angelique had asked me what she could do in return for my having left her a quivering, sexually-devastated pool of melting jelly beneath me.

I told her that just seeing her at such an unprecedented peak of enjoyment, and tasting her fiery pussy as her sweet creaminess flooded my mouth and throat over and over again, just watching her shake and tremble, just hearing her moan and groan, and scream and shriek in pleasure, was more than reward enough for me. But she had not been satisfied with that answer. Not nearly satisfied.

She got that old familiar devilishly wicked gleam in her eye, and I knew I was really in for it now!

Her left hand encirlced the girth of my thick, hard, throbbing cock, slowly, lovingly, playfully pumping her dainty little fist all the way up and down my engorged 10-inch shaft. Meanwhile, her right hand lovingly cupped, massaged, and stroked my massively-swollen balls. She leaned over me, her shimmering fiery-red hair flopping down into her eyes, as she slowly, treasingly kissed my inner thighs. Her luscious red lips kissed and swirled all around my balls, slowly, teasingly kissed up my enormous shaft, and finally kissed all over my cock head, passionately, hungrily. She took a long, slow lick across my balls, up my shaft, and over the cock-head, never for a second breaking the contact between her tongue and the skin of my genitals.

She guided my massively hardened cock into her mouth, her circling tongue never stopping its swirling and swirling around and around my long, thick shaft. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking powerfully. She dropped her hand from around my shaft, so she could suck me in completely. She slowly, steadily lowered her head downward and ever downward, letting my head and shaft tickle her palate, and then the back of her throat. I don't know which was sexier, her hungry moans of desire, or her giggling, almost girlishly gleeful laughs as my puslating cock delightfully tickled the back of her throat.

Finally, my balls were pressed up tightly against her red, red lips, and I was so far down her throat that I could almost swear I felt my cock tickling her intestines!

I trembled from head to toe, more powerfully than San Francisco quaked in 1906. "I'm gonna COME!" I shouted in my deepest baritone.

"Mmmm, yes, FEED my mouth, baby!" Angelique cried out passionately. That did it. Quaking from head to toe once more, my cock pulsed and swelled and throbbed. And then I fired off what felt like five gallons of my thick, creamy white passion juice, splattering hard and hot and heavy against the back of her throat, as she happily and eagerly gulped and swallowed, seemingly determined not only to enjoy every exploding burst, but almost like she was determined to swallow my cock and my balls, sucking me SO very hard, so very passionately now, like she was trying to have me enter her womb via her mouth this time, instead of my usual route through her pussy and her cervix wall. I must have exploded down her throat at least five times in rapid succession. She just could not get enough of me...nor could I get enough of her now!

Finally, I stopped coming. She slowly backed her mouth off of me, appreciateively kissing my still rock-hard cock, and licking and swirling the last residue of my dribbling come off my cock and balls.

After we both rested for maybe 30 minutes, she climbed atop me, her creamy thighs straddling my own. She rocked her wide-open, slick and slippery, hot and wet pussy lips back and forth all along the length of my hard, throbbing cock. "I'm gonna fuck you!" she laughed. "I'm gonna fuck you hard, and I'm gonna fuck you fast! And I'll show you NO mercy!" With that, she used two fingers to hold her pussy stretched open even wider now, as she slowly sank herself down, a slow, teasing millimeter or less at a time, down over my very stiff, very lustful cock, which was already pointing straight up to meet her.

We fucked the rest of the night away, and drifted to sleep in each other's arms. I awoke with the first few rays of sunlight streaming through our bedroom window, illuminating me lying face up, her stretched out face down on top of me, and all ten inches of my unrelenting horniness stuffed so very deep up inside of her, that I now felt like I was entering her throat, not through her mouth, but via her soaking-wet and highly-inflamed pussy this time.

She awakened, a vision in the morning sunlight, and rubbed the sleepiness from the corners of her eyes. She slowly raised herself up off of me, until only my cock-head remained in her. She turned herself around, presenting her full, round, luscious ass to me, as she slowly sank herself back down over me.

"Mmmm!" she moaned. "I loved the feeling of your cock in my velvety passage. "

She arched her back and moved herself back and forth over my thumping cock that was growing in response to her actions. Since her back was to my belly, it was hard for us not to rock the bed. She reached over her shoulder, with a look of smoldering passion lighting up her entire beautiful face, as she sweetly, lovingly caressed my face. Meanwhile, she seductively slid her other hand over her belly and down to her pulsating clit, frantically rubbing herself there to make herself even hotter. She moaned and squirmeed and writhed atop me, as my upwardly-thrusting cock joined her hand in pursuit of sexual pleasures. We both thrusted and throbbed even harder, as she desperately, urgently frigged her own clit and rubbed her vaginal muscle that was filling up more and ever more with my achingly-hard, ready-to-explode cock.

Just when I thought I couldn't GET any bigger, harder, and hornier for the woman I love with all my heart and soul , she started to contract her muscles, to love over my own extremely erect muscle. "Mmmmmmm, Baby...." she cooed as my cock somehow managed to grow even longer, thicker, and stiffer, as I moved still deeper into her sopping-wet, slick and slippery, very tight love cavern.

My hand closed over one of her huge, round breasts as I barely breathed my soft words into her lovely ear, "Hungry, Angelique? You want more of my hot cream flooding in your womb?"

"Yes..." she moaned, thrashing uncontrollably on the bed now as my touch ignited more fires in the very core of her being. She had become a lusty wench, completely mine, completely and passionately devoted to me, to our love, to our insatiable desires, as I lovingly, rapidly, hungrily stroked my way in and out of her swollen cunt.

"You're such a nympho.. Angelique" I laughed between my deep, guttural baritoine groans of pure pleasure.

"Just the way you made me, sweetheart." she laughed, screaming her way through one trembling orgasm after another after another now.

"No, love.... you ARE a nympho. It was buried deep inside of you. I merely opened your sexuality to let out your natural nymphomania. No one can claim to make a woman one, just reveal the truth they are one, and I'm a lucky man to have you turn out to be one."

"No, we are..." she smiled as she thrusted her amzing chest forward and her full round ass back against me harder and even harder now. My hand filled with flesh now, as I squeezed her hardening nipple.

Things were slower then our usual lovemaking and it was sweet. We both savored the way that my cock moved in and out of her very moist, very juicy pussy lips. She moaning softly as the head rubbed against her cunt ring. I don't know which was more swollen with desire now, my cock or her cunt lips, and that made this moment different from our other sexual cravings. She moaned as she moved herself back to me. The brush of my balls against her ass made us both feel the mutual fire of this moment. She groaned as the brushing started making a pattern of teasing. "Do you know what you're doing to me?" she whined helplessly.

"Yes... " I chuckled and moaned, my warm breath at her ear, my hips moved upwards until I felt the crest of the wave that burst inside of her, and crashed down in a torrential drizzle, down along my thick, hard, thrusting, throbbing shaft. "Yes, Angelique..." I moaned loudly, desperately holding back my own imminent orgasm to let her finish first. "Give me your glory... rain your orgasms on my cock..."

She gasped as her flooding waves bathed my shaft and seeped from the sides to glaze our bodies. The noises of sloshing from deep inside her slick and slippery love tunnel, softly rustling the sheet that covered us. That did it! My whole body tensed, becoming one solid, locked muscle, as I floodeed so very deep up into her love cavern, and she burst all over my cock yet again, and she let out of cry as our bodies gratefully shuddered in another burst of heat. Her big, round, beautiful chest was heaving uncontrollably, her hard nipples pointing so invitingly at me, as we were gasping for the air that seemed to abandon us in the magical moment. Panting as the heat rises between us, leaving the mist of sweat over our bodies.

The loud buzzing of the alarm makes us both groan as our public life demands to be heard. "Oh for an extra hour!" Angelique pouted sadly.

"See, I TOLD you you're an instaible nymhomaniac!" I chuckled as she slipped from my grasp. "But I wouldn't have it any other way!" I called out after her as she headed straight for our bathroom, "because you are MY insatiable nympho!"

As she turned on the stream of hot water, she lovingly patted my bare ass, and grinned, "C'mon, sexy.. time to get cleaned up."

"Damn, how I want to finish our passionate moment," she stamped and pouted. "Stupid alarm clock."

I breiefly smirked, and then lovingly cuddled her closer "You can't blame the alarm clock. We have our jobs to do in the daytime, and our nights to play. Besides, I would rather see a sweet Angelique then one that is pouty and angry because she didn't get all the sex she wanted in the morning."

"You were enjoying it too!" Stepping into the stream of water and soaking her long, lustrous red hair.

"Yes, I was. Makes me want you more and also reminds me that soon we'll be together all the time and then we'll have the time in the world to make love." My lips brushing against her ear lobe as I hungrily pulled her closer and tighetr into my arms.

We dressed for our day. As she slipped me into the silk shirt that she had brought me, her playful fingertips tiptoed their way through my thick carpet of chest hair, her hand loving the sensual, sensuous feel of silk along with the contours of my chest.

"Angelique... you should behave yourself!" I taunted, grabbing her soft, delicate hands from roaming across my chest. But I didn't really want her to stop, not really, and she could tell that, as she felt my breathing make my chest rise and fall as the ssoftly-rustling ilk moved erotically on my chest and on her fingers.

She pouted and replied "I don't wanna beeee haveeeeee! I wanna play wif you!"

I laughed as I helped her into her lavendar dress for the luncheon that Cheryl sent over. My laugh was partly out of her little-girl pout, and partly out of my agreement: I didn't want the sex play to end, either...now, or EVER! So it was with great mutual reluctance that we two lovers parted and went to our respective jobs for the day.

As it turned out, we didn't need to be apart fo as long as we both feared. I had to take a client to lunch, and when I called her, Angelique was free to meet us.

All through our limo-ride to the restaurant, my clent John had been telling me of his unique needs. It seems he runs a global satellite network for a major mass-media company, broadcasting on 178 radio and 438 TV channels worldwide. I was explaining to him about our staellite tracking, uplinking/downlinking, and switching package. Using GPS and radar, our system of integrated hardware and software could tell you with pinpoint traingulation precision, exactly where every staellite in the Irridium and Inmartsat networks was located at any moment. It could calculate the shortest line-of sight satellite path at any moment, to send a radio or TV signal from, say, San Francisco to Berlin. As soon as an orbiting satellite moved out of an ideal position, or if an orbiting satellite sudenly became a shorter uplink-downlink path than a geostationary satellite, our software would automatically and seamlessly switch to another satellite, and neither the signal sender nor the receiver would detect any signal shift in using a different satellite to complete the shortest possible communications path in mid-transmission.

John seemed unimpressed and reluctant to commit to an order.

At the restaurant, John's face lit up when he saw Angelique. "The Donald told me that you are marrying the most beautiful woman on earth," John winked. "The one who turned down his own marriage proposal. But I didn't realize until this very moment, Donald's description didn't begin to do your fiance justice! You are a VERY lucky man, Joe! Very lucky indeed!"

Angelique began to blush at the compliment. "I know," I smiled at John. "I always make sure that Angelique knows, each and every day, just how lucky I feel to have her love."

Angelique and I were seated beside each other at one side of the restaurant booth, with John seated across from us both. In that seating arrangememt, I was now free to show Angelique just how very much I really do love and appreciate her, without John being able to see what I was doing.

As ususal, Angelique wore an extremely short skirt, which let me put my hand on her inner thigh. She squirmed a little, perhaps sensing, or knowing from experience, what was coming next. As I surreptitiously slipped my hand up under her skirt, her sparkling green eyes gazed adoringly into my own big brown eyes.

My hand slid all the way up under her skirt now. She took a sharp intake of breath as my fingers touched her bare pussy lips. "That's my GIRL!" I whispred approvingly into Angelique's ear. "Never wearing any panties."

"All the better for your long, skilled fingers to frig me, baby!" she softly cooed in my ear.

"Is that what you WANT, honey?" I smiled, already knowing the answer, as I slipped my middle finger into her already-wet slit.

"You KNOW it, baby!" she softly moaned in my ear, as I slid a second finger up into her juiciness now, and she shifted and squirmed in her seat, her adoring gaze locked on my eyes now.

"I love how your fingers are always drawn to my pussy," she whispered, "Like an iron bar to a magnet."

"Speaking of iron bars," I grinned, holding her hand and then moving her hand to my lap.

"Oh, BABY!" she squealed. "Is all that iron hardness for ME, sweetie?"

John suddenly excused himself to use the restroom. "Mind if I slip under the table and take a quick taste, while John's gone?" Angelique teased, squeezing my cock through my pants.

I gently, playfully slapped her hand. "BEHAVE yourself, darling!" I cautioned, laughing. "John could be back at any moment."

Angelique squeezed my cock very hard now, causing it to throb mightily. "The question IS," she giggled, "can you behave YOURSELF now?" I could already feel a drop or two of my pre-come escape into my boxers, as I groaned, "NO!"

"I've gotta go jack myself off now," I whispered, standing up and excusing myself, as Angelique giggled at my predicament, that she had caused.

As I entered the men's room, John was just washing his hands. "Oh, hi, Joe," he smiled. "You are one lucky so-and-so, to have such a beautiful woman looking at you so adoringly." Did he know, or had he guessed, what my fingers had been doing to Angelique under the table, to elicit such an adoring look from her?

"If you can get a woman that beautiful, a proud, intelligent, independent and succesful woman, a stunningly beautiful woman who turned down one of the richest and most eligible bachelors in the world, well, that's VERY attractive! That's the kind of strong, self-confident, powerful leader I want to do business with. Tell you what, Joe. Have your people draw up a contract for one billion dollars worth of that statellite software you told me about, send it around to my office by messenger in the morning, and I'll make it a point to sign that contract personally, the very first thing when I get to my desk in the morning."

I don't know what had me more excited now, Angelique having played with my cock under the table, or closing the biggest sale of my life. I told John I'd see him back at the table in a few minutes. I closed the bathroom stall door, and vigorously jerked myself off until after only a minute or two, my come was flying out of me, landing everywhere, on the toilet, the stall walls, and the floor. But I felt a whole lot better now, as the tension, sexual and otherwise, drained out of me entirely now as I came quickly and powerfully. I cleaned myself up, mopped my come up the best I could from the batrhroom stall, pulled up my pants, and strode confidently back to our table.

I told Angelique all about this billion-dollar contract, and she raised her champagne glass to toast my success.

"Cheers" she smiled, and with her plunging cleavage showing all, I could just about see her heart burst with pride, watching the man she loves work my magic.

"Joe," she whispered, "at 15% commission, you just earned yourself..."

"Yes, 150 million dollars, darling." I whispered

"Oh, BABY!" she threw her arms around me, as we kissed passionately, ignoring the fact that John was seated right there at our table. "I love watching the man I love in action, closing a big sale. You just gave me 150 million MORE reasons why I love you so VERY much! You've not only earned a 150 million dollar sales commission, Mister, but you've also just earned yourself 150 million BLOWJOBS...from ME! And I intend to devote the rest of my life to paying you, darling!"

When John looked at us both and winked knowingly, Angelique realized that she had said that last part just a little too loudly, and her beautiful face turned bright crimson. Yet despite her seeming embarrassment over having blurted out that blow-job remark in front of a stranger, her lips stayed locked on mine, her tongue remained deep in my throat, and her entire hand remained stuffed down the front of my pants, still as if John wasn't even there! For my part, my tongue was dancing around hers deep in her mouth, and my hand was up her skirt, my palm resting on her smooth, silky thigh, and three of my fingers were eagerly exploring deep up inside her hot, wet, juicy love cavern.

"My sweet, beloved little nympho!" I grinned, and she giggled in her charming, endearing way that I have so grown to love.

John winked at us both again, yawned loudly, and stretched in an exaggerated way. "It's been a long couple of days. I'm getting very tired. And I'm still jet-lagged from my flight here last night. So I think I'll retire to my hotel room for a little afternoon nap. Besides," he smiled, "I can see that you two REALLY need to be alone together right now. Bring those papers by in the morning for me to sign, Joe. Well, good night you two." And with that, John rose from the table and walked out of the dining room.

As soon as John was out of view and out of earshot, Angelique slithered her beautiful, sexy body down off the seat, onto the floor under our table, in one fluid motion, like melting snow trickling down into mountain springs. She eagerly unzipped my fly, and she hurriedly pulled my swollen organ out of my pants. "I'm going to make my first installment payment on those 150 million blow-jobs right now," she giggled, as she lovingly, devotedly, almost worshipfully kissed and licked her way up my long, thick, throbbing hard-on now.

 

[landiek]

I was blushing from Joe's client's flattery, yet I longed to be back in Joe's arms. I also had a surprise for Joe since I removed my underware before I was picked up.

Gasping from his delicate touch as he whispered in my ear, "That's my GIRL! Never wearing any panties."

"All the better for your long skilled fingers to frig me, Baby!" cooing softly back into his ear.

"Is that what you WANT, Honey?" His finger moved into my sopping center.

"You KNOW it, Baby!" I couldn't help but moan as another finger slipped in and I spread my legs further apart to give him room to play. "I love how your fingers are always drawn to my pussy. Like an iron bar to a magnet."

"Speaking of iron bars," He led my hand over his cock.

"OH BABY!" I squealed in sheer delight. "Is that hardness for ME, sweetie?"

Our closeness seemed to bother the client and he left the table, little did I know that I was affecting him just as well.

"Mind if I slip under the table and take a quick taste while John's gone?" Still stroking his cock thur the fabric.

"BEHAVE yourself, darling" you slapped my hand playfully and I chuckled "John could be back at any moment."

Taunting his poor cock once more, "the question IS.... can you behave YOURSELF now?"

Your cock replied the answer with dribbles of precum and a groaned "NO!" Then he whispered quickly, "I've gotta go jack myself off now."

I giggled taking note of the way his cock was throbbing in his pants. I sat patiently at the table enjoying the lovely desserts that were on a cart and tempting me terribly.

"Well, darling I just sealed another large contract. In fact a billion dollar one!"

"Cheers" I smiled. I was very proud of the successes that Joe was making. Then I recalled that percent thingy that Joe told me. I leaned closer and whispered "Joe, at that fifteen percent comission, you just earned yourself..."

"Yes, one hundred and fifty million dollars, darling." Whispering back in my ear.

I could hardly contain my excitement "Oh BABY!" Kissing him passionately and ignoring the fact that we were still in public. "I'm going to devote the rest of my life, giving my man 150 million worth of BLOWJOBS he just earned!"
Then I realized that John, the client was sitting there and turned a crinsom red. I hadn't meant to say that in front of anyone.

Joe took it in stride. "My sweet, beloved little nympho!"

"Don't you know it." I whispered in our hot liplocked embrace.


When his luncheon was over with John and we caught up with his boss. A man that wasn't in much of a relenting mood. He was thrilled that Joe landed that account but he wasn't sure about letting his TOP GO-GETTER have three weeks time off. Especially as the largest selling season started in just two weeks which would place our return perfectly on the upgrade.

I smiled and touched Joe's cheek softly, "Don't worry, we'll have fun together as well as we do on our honeymoon. For now I want to curl up on that COCK of yours and FUCK YOU til daylight!"

You laughed as you were thinking along the same lines.

 

[kittykateater]

I still couldn't believe my luck when a woman as beautiful and sexy as Angelique was telling me "I want to curl up on that COCK of yours and FUCK YOU til daylight!"

"You really ARE a naughty little nympho!" I laughed.

She eagerly, and oh so very lovingly slid her tongue into my mouth and purred "Mmmm! Are you COMPLAINING?"

"More like boasting!" I grinned. "Your uncotrollable and insatiable nymphomania is one of the many, MANY things I so love and absolutely adore about you, Angelique! I wouldn't want you to be any other way BUT being your so constantly naughty self!"

"Well, if I'm so naughty," she giggled, "Why don't you spank me?"

As I drove us home, I kept picturing her lying face-down across my lap, and I was picturing myself flipping up one of Angelique's nearly-illegally short miniskirts, to find a rare occasion when she actually bothered to wear panties. I pictured my hand slapping her sexy-as-all-hell round ass just enough to sting her a little, just enough to turn her flesh a little bit red. But I would never, I could never, spank the woman I love hard enough to cause any REAL pain. And of course, after each slap of her ass, I would simply HAVE to lean down and lovingly kiss away the redness and the tenderness...that almost goes without saying!

As we pulled into the driveway, she smiled and whsipered saucily, "A penny for your thoughts?"

I told her about my spanking fantasy, and she grinned, giggling, "Good. Cuz I've been thinking the exact same thing the whole ride home! And my daydream has got me EXTREMELY wet, so VERY horny for your cock, baby!"

Angelique excused herself to freshen up in the bathroom. I remembered that I was supposed to play Santa at the upcoming office Christams party this year, and that's when inspiration hit me. I stripped naked and slipped into my Santa suit, with nothing on underneath.

Just as I finsihed dressing, Angelique emerged from the bathroom. She had changed into a nearly-transparent white blouse. Only the lowest button, just above her navel, was actually buttoned, leaving a very long and plunging cleavage, her big, hard, and very visible nipples poking tightly against the fabric. Her wispy nothing of a blouse was as transparent as her reason for wearing it!

The blouse was tucked tightly into a shimmery black leather miniskirt that zipped up one side and was slit up to her waist on the other side.

"Ho, ho, HO!" I cheered approvingly. Then I turned my voice falsely stern and harsh. "Santa's been told you've been a VERY naughty girl lately!"

"Oh, please Santa," she giggled girlishly. "Please don't leave me with no presents this Christmas! Isn't there SOME other way you could punish me for my naughtiness, Santa?"

"Well, this is highly unusual," I pretended to ponder. "Come sit in Santa's lap while I consider an appropriate punishment."

Still in my Santa suit, I sat on the edge, at the foot of the bed. She sat up on my lap facing me, her legs straddling my waist and wrapping themselves around my back, as she slid herself further and further forward on my lap. I couldn't help myself, and I began to, umm, RISE to the occasion. She definitely felt my growing bulge against her skirt, and she began to wriggle in my lap, giggling gleefully, "Ooo, SANTA!"

"You really ARE a naughty girl!" I scowled.

"Yes," she giggled, softly moaning as she ground herself even harder against me. "I'm SO naughty. There's no two ways about it, Santa. I'm afraid you're just gonna have to SPANK all this naughtiness out of me now!"

With that, she wriggled herself around on my lap, until she was stretched sideways, face-down across my lap, her long luscious legs stretched sideways across the mattress.

I slowly slid her tight leather miniskirt upward, until her tiny red lace panties were fully exposed. These panties were so skimpy as to leave almost all of her full, round, stunningly-gorgeous ass exposed to my lustful gaze.

In mock anger, I tugged her sexy little red panties all the way down to her knees. I leaned down and planted a loving kiss on her left ass cheek, and another on her right. I then sat up again, and brought my hand down with a gentle "thwack!" Her ass cheeks truned from pink to slightly red, so I leaned down and kissed away the sting, maybe 10 kisses, maybe 15. She began to squirm in my lap, moaning softly, cooing and giggling, "Oh, SANTA!"

"NAUGHTY!" I shouted, striking her ass with my bare hand for a second time, and then once more kissing away the redness with another 15 or 20 very loving kisses on her sweet and sexy round ass.

She wriggled her bare pussy hard against my throbbing hard-on, which she could definitely feel even through my Santa suit. "I can't HELP it Santa!" she wailed in mock tears. "When I'm with you, I just can't HELP being naughty. Oh so VERY naughty!"

"I forgot, so tell me again, naughty little Angelique. Tell me what you asked for, for Christmas."

Angelique squeezed my cock right through my Santa suit. "You KNOW what I want, Santa!" she moaned. "What I ALWAYS want from you! What EVERY naughty girl wants from her man!"

I tried to swat her luscious ass one more time, and I hoarsely shouted "NAUGHTY!" but my shout was pretty pathetic now. My heart simply wasn't it any more. My raging hard-on desperately needed to feel the inside of her velvety-smooth, tightly-grasping pussy, far too urgently now, to continue this little spanking game of ours. I just kept replaying in my mind, over and over and over again, the very last words Angelique had said to me as we left the restaurant: "I want to curl up on that COCK of yours and FUCK YOU til daylight!" The more I replayed her words in my mind, the longer, stiffer, and thicker my cock became, and the harder I got, the more Angelique squirmed and wriggled in my lap, and the more she moaned and squealed in delight at feeling my cock becoming enormous against her bare pussy.

I turned her over on my lap, face up, and she sat up sideways on my lap, with her arms around my neck. I tugged her blouse out of her skirt, and unbuttoned the only closed button, at the very bottom. I slid her blouse off of her arms, reveling in once more seeing and touching those familiar but always delightful full round breasts of hers. She wiggled and squirmed even more urgently on my lap, silently telling me that she was now as horny as I was, maybe even hornier. She reached up and unbuttoned the jacket of my red Santa suit, squealing in delight as she exposed more and more of my rippling chest muscles and dark chest fur to her lustful gaze, and to her gentlly-stroking palm and fingertips. Her gentle, loving strokes felt wonderful against the flesh of my bare chest.

I unzipped the zipper at the side of her black leather miniskirt, and I pulled her skirt away in one swift motion, in a motion reminiscent of a magician tugging a tablecloth free without disturbing the dishes and glassware on the table.

She used exaggerated gestures to remove the wide, shiny balck belt from my Santa pants, and she nearly ripped the bottom half of my Santa suit off of me in her eagerness to get to what was UNDER my pants.

When she saw I had no underwear on, she again squealed like a delighted little girl. "Oh, you really ARE Santa! No undewear! How did you know, that's JUST what this naughty little girl wanted from you for Christmas, Santa!"

Angelique's bare ass across my lap had so turned me on earlier, that now I directed Angelique to lie face-down on the bed. I tucked a pillow under her belly, to raise her luscious round ass even higher off the bed now. Her ass cheeks were still slightly red, which somehow made them all the more attractive and inviting to me now.

I sat up on my knees on the bed, my legs straddling either side of her hips, waist, and luscious booty. I then slowly lowered my upper body onto her back, brushing aside her fiery red hair to softly kiss the side of her neck. She began to softly moan, so I began to take gentle nibbles at the delicate flesh of her neck. As I did, I slowly lowered myself and stretched my legs out behind me, until my achingly-hard cock began to nestle comfortably into the wonderfully sexy crack between her gorgeous ass cheeks.

"Mmmm, Santa! That's a WONDERFUL present!" she softly purred, rasing her ass off the pillow to allow more of me to slip between her freshly-spanked cheeks. I began to rock my cock back and forth along her ass crack, and she began to writhe from side to side, her moans growing louder.

"Let Santa take good care of you now," I laughed. "You may be naughty, but you are also so very, VERY nice!"

I sat back up on my knees, my cock throbbing frantically about two feet above her spectacular ass, as my fingertips rolled the tops of her shoulders, and my palms pressed into her shoulder blades in a circular massage.

"Mmmm, San-TA!" she moaned. "In all my naughtiness, I must have done something very, VERY nice, to deserve such a wonderful present like this from YOU!"

My fingertips and palms slowly massaged their way down her arched back, finally reaching and kneading her luscious ass cheeks.

I then scooted all the way down the bed, until my face was just above her ass. I began kissing all over her full, round cheeks, and then kissing all along the soft crease where her fine ass meets the tops of her long, slender, sey legs. That crease is one of the sexiest features on ANY woman, but on Angelique, that crease is one of God's finest masterpieces in all of creation!

My hands slowly parted her ass cheeks and her legs. With the pillow tucked under her belly, soon all of her lovely pink pussy was exposed to my adoring gaze from between her ass cheeks, and that very inviting center of her womanhood was resting just inches from my mouth. I slid forward until my lips were kissing her lower sets of lips through her luscious ass, and she began to squirm even more, pushing her pussy back hard against my mouth. My tongue flicked at her pussy lips maybe seven times in rapid succession, maybe eight, causing her to open the gates to her paradise freely and completely to me now. My tongue slid up into her love tunnel, licking her moist inner walls, and then flickered lovingly, appreciatively, adoringly across her G-spot, and finally danced joyously across her inflamed, throbbing, hot little clit.

"Oh, SANNNNN-ta!" she groaned. She peered over her shoulder at me, smiled and winked, and giggled, "At the risk of being even naughtier, Santa..."

"Yes?" I grinned. "What is it you really and truly wish, for Christmas now, my lovely?"

"Well, I don't want to sound TOO naughty now, Santa. But would you mind very much, putting your long, thick wonderful cock back into my ass now?"

I dutifully, obediently stretched myself face-down, flat atop her back, and resumed rubbing my cock back and forth between her ass cheeks, each forward thrust stabbing my hard-on into her lower back.

"That's not what I MEANT, Santa!" she whined in desperation, reaching down and encircling her dainty hand around my enormous and pulsating girth. She slowly spread her legs apart in an inverted V, spreading the backs of her long shapely legs apart wider and wider, until her very ass cheeks parted, too.

I know my sweet and sexy Angelique well enough by now, to know exactlly what she wanted from me at that moment. I reached into her very warm, very wet pussy, getting my fingers all nice and smeared with her natural lubrication. I then slipped two pussy-juice soaked fingers up her ass, to get her ready for me, lubing-up her ass very thoroughly. She then guided my cock directly into her well-lubed anus, sighing deeply and contentedly as my cock-head and the first inch of my thick, stiff shaft pushed their way into her, between her freshly-spanked ass cheeks, and down into her very tight anus.

"Oh, YES, Santa!" she cooed, purred, and moaned, as her grasping ass tugged more and more of my throbbing manhood down into her back door. "YES! Oh, yes, FUCK my ass, Santa! Oh, this is the bestest Christmas EVER, Santa! You are the BEST Christmas present I've EVER received! Mmmm! FUCK my ass, Santa!"

"SUCH a naughty little Angelique!" I laughed between my own loud moans, as I drove myself deeper and harder into her very welcoming, very tight, and EXTREMELY sexy round ass now.

 

[landiek]

I loved the feel of Santa in my ass and went into a frenzy to have Cumm splash into the very depths of my bowels.
"Oh, YES, Santa!" I cooed, purred, and moaned, as my grasping ass tugged more and more of his throbbing manhood down into my back door. "YES! Oh, yes, FUCK my ass, Santa! Oh, this is the bestest Christmas EVER, Santa! You are the BEST Christmas present I've EVER received! Mmmm! FUCK my ass, Santa!"

"SUCH a naughty little Angelique!" Joe laughed between his own loud moans, as he drove himself deeper and harder into my very welcoming, very tight, and EXTREMELY sexy round ass now.

I grinding back to his belly and moaned loudly. I started to buck to him and cry loudly as the pace made me get even hotter. "SANTA OHHHHH SANTA....." Moaning as I was wrenching myself harder to take all of him.

I wanted to take every bit of Joe into my body and the way that he moved back and forth made me even hotter. "OHHHHHH .... YESSSSS..." I cried as his cock brushed faster in and out of my ass.. I started to spasm in both my ass and cunt.. I was on fire and God it was perfect

 

[kittykateater]

Joe

As my very sexy bride-to-be lay face down on the bed, with me stretched out on top of her, I slid my arm under Angelique's belly, and I cupped my hand over her soft, warm, delightful pubic mound, slipping first one and then two fingers into her soaking-wet, dripping pussy, as my hard-on mercilessly pounded deeply and powerfully, in and out of her tight, luscious ass.

"I'll bet you never dreamed you'd ever have SANTA fuck your ass!" I laughed.

"Oh, SAN-ta!" she cried out again, pouring out her love nectar alll over my fingers as I explored her slick and slippery love cave, massaged her G-spot, and swirled circles across her inflamed and pulsating clit with my thumb. "Oh, YES! FUCK my ass, Santa!"

"Ho, ho, HO!" I shouted, emptying myself deeply, forcefully, and repeately into my beloved's fine round ass. "MER-ry Christmas!"

"Happy fuckin' NEW year, my love!" she screamed, as we both came yet again.

 

[landiek]

"Happy fuckin' NEW year, my love!" I screamed, as we both came yet again.


We lied on the bed cuddling in each other's arms. I felt in heaven and very content as I could still feel his cock in my ass and wriggled to see if Joe was ready for more playtime after our rest.

Glancing over and seeing the clock and smiling as I wormed my way to thump his chest with my bottom. Undulating my body to flex over his cock and then moan as it starts to move in further. "Mmmmmm, Joe... please.. fuck me .... make my ass sing.." I cooed softly.

Joe didn't really need any begging as his cock started to shift in and out of my ass. Making each stroke seem to go further down.

I moaned hotly "Yessss Oh God Yesssss, JOEEE!"

The fires were burning out of control as I bucked back to him and then we turned to where I was sitting on his lap and moving my body up and down over his cock and crying out as I felt so controling... as I made the friction move at a hastened pace that I was making as I felt his cock slip out only to ram back in. I ebgan to bounce up and down over his cock and I felt on the verge of exploading as his fingers started to stroke over my clit and three fingers fucking in and out of my tight pussy.

"I'M CUMMING!" I screamed as my whole body thrashed to the right and the violent orgasm wrenched through both holes until I was bathed in sweat as drenching as my orgasm.

"Yesss.. Yes... My SWEET FUCKING NYMPHO" Joe followed suit and exploaded in my ass with his hot glorious stream of milk, my rectum thrummed in a sucking pattern to milk out any remaining droplets and then he slipped from the dark channel and flipped me around so that we could cuddle and kiss some more.

We lied silently in each others arms and knew that in five days I was going to his forever.. just like right now felt.