The Apartment...A place for Lovers.

[TXExpress]

Tex

"These durned things; big as hubcaps sometimes."

It works with the clothes; what can I say? I unbuckle the belt, but rather than leave it in the loops, I pull it out slowly, extend it to its full length, then pop it with a *crack* on the floor. She does not flinch.

"A sound you've heard before, I trust?"

As I unfasten the button to my jeans, she, with a smile, is quick to handle the zipper. Still sitting, I lift my ass enough to slide the jeans down, past my hips, my thighs, my knees, my ankles. I sit now, shirt unbuttoned and open, cock rigid and straining against my briefs ... and my luscious present kneeling between my legs, mere inches from ... well, my inches.

"How's the view down there? From here ... exquisite."

 

[Honey_B]

I glanced at the clock on the wall. The hours of our interlude were rapidly slipping away.

"Tex, I never thought I'd say this to a man, but we're are going to have to hurry this."

I turned around and gathered up three roses, braiding together the thorny stems. The three blood red roses clumped together in a showy puff of silken petals.

"Of course, that doesn't mean this isn't still going to be amazing."

I slowly drew my rose brush up his leg, from his calf to his hard-muscled thigh. At the same time, I leaned forward and blew a hot breath on his straining cock, through the cotton of his breifs. With soft strokes of the petals, I teased the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. His responsed with a moan. Unable to stop myself, I lapped at him imprisoned flesh, soaking the fabric with with my tongue, feeling his heat through the material.

Heat

I wanted him. Setting the roses down next to me, I grabbed the waistband of his underwear. My fingernails, long and red, tore into the fabric. I had to bend down and bite through the elastic, leaving him naked and exposed.

I didn't care. I wanted him.

A moan from deep in my throat. My wet tongue sliding over his
purple head in a silky slick caress. I grasped his cock at the base, and lowered my mouth slowly down and around his tantalizing erection. I forced myself to take him an inch at a time, enjoying how he strained from the tension. My lips engulfed him ever so slowly. As he entered my mouth, I ran my tongue over the turgid skin - searching, tasting, teasing. With one hand, I cradled his balls, squeezing them gently as I stroked him with my mouth.

 

[TXExpress]

Tex

The feeling of being rushed was both saddening and somehow arousing. The challenge now became seeing how much living could be packed into the shortest available time.

"Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh."

She attacked my cock hungrily, greedily; her skill and love were plain. She stepped up the attack, her hands caressing my balls; my hips could not help but join in the rhythm. I was fucking this beautiful face and loving it. But I wanted more.

I pulled my cock from her mouth. I stood up, and helped her to her feet as well. I removed my shirt, leaving me naked before her.

"Please ... I want to see your body. Please strip for me. Take off that lovely outfit; let me see all of you. One request, though ... leave the stockings on; a reminder of this glorious look, you might say.

"Please."

 

[Honey_B]

I nodded silently and stood up in one graceful motion. My hands immediately went to the pins in my hair and I pulled them out, one by one. I shook my head once and my hair tumbled down past my shoulders, falling almost to my waist. I removed my mitts and then the lacy collar from around my neck. Pushing my hair forward in a coppery cascade, my breasts would remain obsured from his view until he chose to reveal them. The straps of the teddy were delicate. I pushed them from my shoulders and slithered out of the lingerie.

Suddenly, laughably, I felt almost shy. As if I would be revealing myself for the first time. I looked into Tex's eyes. Beyond the amusement and desire, I saw the sweet essence of the man. Someone I could trust.

"Tex..."

My voice sounded soft to my own ears, not as hard or jaded as it often sounded. Maybe more innocent. I so wanted to make these moments special, to give him a gift. I took him by the hand and lead him into the bedroom.

I smiled. I knew he was watching my swaying ass while I walked. Tex would always be Tex. Inside the bedroom he would be able to see that I had decorated the bed with a field of rose petals.

"Tex, take me."

 

[TXExpress]

Tex sets the timer

The clock was running, which was not always Tex's style. But ... something special was there; I could not put my finger on it at first. But, as I saw her, sway and bounce into the bedroom, it dawned on me.

There she was. The one always in control. The one who called the shots, and made both men and women alike come at her command.

"Tex, take me."

What man would not relish that opportunity? Who in his right mind could refuse that?

"Yes. Yes I will."

Her long hair covered her magnificent, firm bosom. All else was naked and wonderful; a neatly trimmed tuft of hair guarded the entrance to paradise. The curves of that ass that had lured me down the hallway were graceful and strong. Her skin was pale and delicate, like the finest porcelain. But inside ... inside beat the heart of a wild animal. I wanted that.

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

The look in my eyes must have changed; she sensed it, too, but was anything but afraid. It lit them afire. I strode over, pulled the hair away from her breasts, yanked back on it slightly to tilt her head, and gave her a kiss like the ones we had shared at the Cafe and at the Pearl, only filled with the knowledge that nothing had to stop there. Our tongues played like swords, our naked bodies rubbing warmly against one another. My free hand stroked her ass; her hands again cupped my balls and stroked my cock.

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

Her oral and manual actions had precum leaking from my cock; I knew I was ready. Part of me wanted to be rough, to plunge in now, damn the consequences. I could not. Clock, or no clock, I had to sample the nectar of that sweet pussy. We released our hold on one another, I grabbed her shoulders and shoved both of us onto the bed. I laid atop her, then eased my head down between her thighs. In another instance, I would have savored her skin and heightened the anticipation. No time. So, my hands clasped firmly around her wrists, I buried my face in her pussy, parting the lips with my tongue, stabbing at the opening, working up to suck in and nibble on the engorged clit at the top. Sucking, licking, biting, all the while holding her arms down as her thighs closed around my head. I wanted her wet; I secretly hoped I could make her cum into my mouth. The juices flowed like flooodwaters, her moans and gasps and even screams clear and beautiful.

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

"I want to feel the animal that is you. On all fours."

She squealed in an almost mocking sort of way, but with a smile. Nevertheless, I whacked my hand across her ass with a *crack* reminiscent of the belt earlier. Ah, but if there had been time, it, too, would have joined the fun. *crack* ... My hand struck the other cheek, my palmprints plain in crimson on the delicate pale skin. With each, she gasped, but exhibited no discomfort; methinks she likes this more than a little.

*crack* .... *crack*

With each, my cock grew firmer and more ready. With her on all fours, I went to my knees behind her, contemplated an anal surprise, decided again that even that fantasy would have to wait for another day, then grabbed her writhing hips and shoved my cock in, taking her as deeply as I could.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ..."

The things I wanted to do ... the things I wanted to say ... the things I wanted to experience ...

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

With each thrust came greater speed; each now seemed as if timed with the clock, two beats per second. Our bodies were a metronome, keeping rapturous time.

I grunted; she gasped and moaned.

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

When my eyes weren't glued shut in ecstasy, I looked around the room ... the rose petals on the bed; how could I not have said anything?

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

... the leather straps, sitting unused ...

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

... the trademark riding crop, sitting forlornly on an end table ...

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

But I also saw a look of unmistakable pleasure on her face ...

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

... I saw her glorious breasts, swaying madly to the rhythm ...

*tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

... my muscles began to tense; the pounding beat sped up ...

*tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

... she screamed; I clamped my hands onto her hips and fucked that heavenly cunt like a jackhammer ...

*tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick ...*

... then, with a guttoral cry, exploded into her, my cum coating her insides and spilling out, even as I kept my cock inside her and we rolled over onto our sides, gasping for air and bathed in sweat, causing rose petals to coat us like two New Year's floats.

Somewhere, an alarm went off. Or maybe it was just those bells you hear about. But, silently, we knew it was over. We had made it, just under the wire.

We looked into each other's eyes, then kissed lovingly. Without a sound, we cleaned off, gathered our things, dressed and prepared to part. So many expectations and hopes, so little time.

As I started to exit, I turned to her in the opened doorway, grinned devilishly and said, "What does one get for 600 posts?"

And walked away, singing the haunting strains of "Unforgettable" and letting the notes echo down the empty corridor.

 

[ariosto]

loosening my collar..

Whew!...good job Tex and Honey...better than a movie!

Thanks for the key. The Apartment is now available
for rent. Conact ari at Rick's Roof Top.

 

[ariosto]

Ari hung up the phone and looked around the apartment. He'd spent all afternoon straightening it up after it's last rental. Those two must have been animals!
The idea of a drink, a hot bath and some brainless TV appealed to him greatly and he was mixing a martini when Turk called from the Lounge.
A new girl with the astounding name of Lascivious had come by applying for the singing job and to quote Turk... "She's hot enough to fry eggs on her butt Boss.'
You want I should send her over.'

Hot enough to fry eggs on her....!
"Well yes sure, send her over Turk and pay the cab fare OK."

Ari looks at himself in the mirror and wishes he'd trimmed his beard a bit closer...maybe there'd be time.
No a quick shower...change into something casual...chill a bottle of wine.
Yes, better get ready...

Twenty minutes later the doorbell chimes...

 

[lasciviously_yours]

As she waits nervously for him to answer the door, she reflects on her afternoon.

She fretted all afternoon about what to wear to meet Ari, the owner of Rick’s Rooftop Lounge, the new club she was so desperate to sing at. She really needed this job, she thought to herself as she pulled outfit after outfit out of still unpacked cardboard boxes.
Being very new to the area she had checked out a few job prospects, one that looked very promising at the China Pearl, but the pace was so hectic…she feared she would never catch up.
Visiting Rick’s a few times, she found that more suited her tastes. Quite, unassuming, but with a strong undercurrent of…something.
She looked at the outfits she had tossed on the bed. A short black mini, a long too-summery sundress, a long leather skirt, a brown pair of slacks, and a pinstriped gray full skirt with matching blazer.
Surveying each item closely, she was searching for something that Ari would like. Although, how was she to know what that would be?
Feeling herself start to sweat from anxiety, she decides to take a shower and think about the outfit selection later.

Moving into the bathroom she turns the hot water on as much as it will go. Turning the cold just every so slightly. She lets the terry cloth robe fall to the floor and she steps into the torrent of water. She lets it wash over her body, trying to wash away the circumstances that brought her to Rick’s. She pours lavender scented soup on a sponge and moves it up her body, paying particular attention to her large breasts and between her legs. Washing her hair, shaving her legs, her pussy, and lastly her underarms, she rinses herself clean, steps out of the shower, and into a large bath towel. She pads off to back to the bedroom, water pooling at her feet as she goes.

After drying herself off, she slowly rubs in her skin a very sweet, with a tinge of musk, body lotion. She knows it has gotten favorable comments from other men, but would Ari like it? She hoped so.

Again, looking at the bed, she chooses the long, form fitting, leather skirt. It is a very, very dark purple color, like the skin of an eggplant. She first puts on her favorite bustier, silk thong panties, and garter belt, again, all in dark purple. Then pulls on black, silk hose, attaching them to the garter belts.
On her feet she pulls on mid-calf black leather boots. They have a modest heel, but enough to bring her up to the 5’10” she is always trying to achieve.

Now, moving the leather skirt up her legs, she pulls the long zipper up. She puts on a sheer, black blouse and buttons it up just to the top of her breasts.

She takes a long look at herself in the mirror. She long red hair still slightly damp, very little makeup is needed on her freckled dotted face. She combs her straight hair out and applies some soft raisin colored lip-gloss. Her blue eyes sparkle as she turns to walk out the door.

“I hope he likes me,” she sighs as she shuts the door.


Hearing him open his apartment door snaps herself back to reality.

He looks at her as if taking her all in.

“Hello, he says, you must be Lascivious. Come in, please. ”.

He is beautiful, she thinks to herself.

“Thank you, and please call me Las”.

And with that she steps over the threshold into one of the most exquisite dwellings she has every seen…

 

[ariosto]

As soon as she entered the door and he followed that sugar sweet body into his living room Ari knew that he wanted to have this girl in every way he could manage. She exuded sexuality like a rose does fragrance. It hung in the air around her and
he was drawn to it as a bee is to nectar.

Sit down Las, I'll make us a drink.
He indicated the long black leather divan that faced the Lake front. She nodded and settled in as elegantly as a leopard and smiled up at him.

That would be nice,
She purred.

...oh that voice, Ari found himself fantasizing outrageously just to the sound of it.

He turned from the bar with two high balls in his hands and caught his breath. Las was a stunner! Under the soft sconce lighting and the twilight gathering outside the window she looked like a painting. A lovely painting of a lovely girl with long red hair, full sweet lips and freckles...freckles!

God but that was wonderful... This sexy creature has freckles!
Ari was instantly aroused and sat down very quickly beside her.

Do you sing at all?
He asked, looking into those blue, blue eyes...

 

[lasciviously_yours]

As he reached over and handed her the drink, she took a full look at him. He had a gorgeous body, one that women swooned over and would go to great lengths to possess.
He was dressed very casually, but looked very well. A pair of blue jeans that hugged him like a glove and what looked to be a very soft, beige, v-neck sweater. The sleeves pushed up to his elbows. She noticed that he was only wearing socks, no shoes, and she smiled to herself.

He sat down next to her quickly, but not before she noticed the slight bulge in his pants. Hopefully, she thought, that was for me, it might better my chances at this job.

He handed her a drink and asked me, “Do you sing at all?” He was looking intently into her eyes. The look he gave her was of absolute trust and welcoming, and she did not want to lie to him, but at this point, felt she had not choice. She knew she could sing but she had no experience as an actual “singer”.

“Oh, yes,” she stammered. “I have worked in several venues around the area where I am from”. She crossed her legs nervously and hoped that he would understand why deception was so very necessary. She took a long drink he had prepared for her, wishing that it would calm her down.

“And where would that be, Las?”

“Oh, Denver mostly, but some places in Seattle as well”, was her reply. Wanting badly to change the subject, she commented, “The view of the city from this height is wonderful.”

“Would you like to see it from the balcony, the lights are amazing”.

And with that he stood, offering her his hand.

She slipped her small hand into his. His larger hand covered her thin fingers. A single, silver and amber ring as the only decoration. She instantly felt a tingle run down her spine that intensified as he placed the other hand at the small of her back, gently guiding her towards the door leading to the balcony. She could feel the warmth of his hands into the very core of her body.

He opened the door to the balcony, stepped down first and continued to hold her hand as she too stepped down.

“Here make yourself comfortable out here and I will go get our drinks.”

Again, she watched him walk away. What was it about him, so familiar, so safe and secure? It was very out of character for her to feel this comfortable with someone this immediate. She was not a very trusting person, just the opposite in fact. She began to wonder if she had ever felt this instantly attracted to someone. She was starting to feel that the job was secondary to her deep desire to be in the company of this man.
He came back out onto the balcony with drinks in hand and something else.

“Here you go,” he said showing her a beautiful, dark mauve, chenille throw. “It can get pretty chilly out her this time of year.” He unfolded the blanket and draped it over her shoulders, squeezing her upper arms in the process.

She could feel her desire for him growing, she could not take her eyes off of him as he began to talk and gesture.

“Let me give you the bird’s eye tour of the city…”

 

[ariosto]

The lake's gray waters were turning to indigo in the fading light. Far out the lights of several ships could be seen heading for Duluth or the seaway.
Ari gestured to the east...
"80 miles to Michigan." He said, then pointed to the right towards the unbelievable Chicago skyline which was lighting up like a Christmas tree
"...and less than a mile to Michigan avenue."
She huddled next to him in the bracing cold as he pointed out Navy Pier, Sears Towers and far off down the park the aquarium and the museum.
A plane took off from Meigs Field and they watched it's blinking lights disapear into the deep twilight.

"Hey! Your freezing!'
he gathered her into his arms and looked at her freckled, pretty face. Her nose was red with cold. He kissed it. She shivered. He kissed it again and he felt her arms circle around his back and the soft crush of her breasts against his chest.
He kissed her cheekbones and the curve of her jaw. He whispers..."Sorry it's so cold...the wind...guess I'm used to it..."
Now he can feel the delicious curves of her body molding into his here on the high windswept balcony above the City.
Her eyes sparkle mischieviously and it all seems to be happening just right. Their lips meet...a brush only at first and then small kisses, butterfly kisses around the curve of her mouth to taste it and to tease.
Fingers twining into his hair, her eyes close...long, long lashes.
A real kiss now...melting warm lips...liquid fire...eager tongue tastes and traces the shape the contour...
Squeezing her, crushing her close to him...slipping in between her parted strawberry lips...
Oh yessssss...just right.

 

[lasciviously_yours]

When she felt him part her lips with his tongue, she knew that she was going to give herself over completely to this man, this man that she just met.
It had been so long since she has felt this much passion for someone. The feeling of her tongue intertwined with his, was magnificent.

She pulled him closer and clung to him. Relishing in the security his strong arms offered. She desperately wanted to question herself, wanted to snap herself back into reality. But, she was drunk with the feeling of being alive. She so desperately wanted someone to take control of her spinning life, even if it was for just minutes or, hopefully, hours.

She felt her nipples harden against his chest. The wrap fell from her shoulders and she could feel Ari's warm hand through the sheer fabric of her blouse. He was kneading her skin, pushing his fingertips into her flesh. She wondered what it would be like to have his hands explore the rest of her body.

The long, deep kisses were followed by his tongue tracing a line up her jawbone to her ear lobe, where he licks and sucks at it. She pushes her left knee in between his legs and feels the hardness that tells her how badly he wants her as well. He moans into her ear and she responds by burying her head into his chest, her nose nudging at the v-neck of his sweater. His sandalwood scent fills her nostrils. She softly kisses the area of his chest that the sweater has exposed, darting her tongue in and out of her mouth. She wants to taste him everywhere.

His tongue bathes her neck with kisses, licks and nibbles. Could he possibly know how much this drives her crazy? She acknowledges him by continuing to grind her knee against his now, rock hard cock. She digs her nails into the soft fabric of his sweater, her moans beginning to increase in frequency and volume. She no longer feels the chill of the wind against her back.

He moves his mouth back over to her ear, "Would you like to go back inside?" He breathes the words into her ear.

"Yes," she whispers into his chest.

 

[ariosto]

Stopping just inside the door with the lake at their back, he reaches around her and cups her full breasts with his palms. He presses his hardness against her and she pushes back softly into him. Rocking his hips against her, his hands gently kneed the firm sweet mounds beneath them.
Warm breath against her neck...honied words in her ear.
I don't care if you sing or not baby...your hired.

She looks into the mirror above the fireplace and can see his hands moving on her. She smiles and settles back against his cock, moving herself on it ever so slightly.

Ari..it's warm in here, maybe I should at least take off the wrap.

Spinning her around in his arms he kissed her again and tossed the garment on the floor.
But he didn't stop there. looking her straight in the eye with a smile on his face he begins to pop open the buttons on her blouse, one by one until it falls open, revealing the bustier beneath.

Oh God babe... he says burying his face between the the delicious curves of her breasts and smelling the lavender and musky scent of her.
Oh GOD babe, you don't know how much a well filled bustier turns me on!

 

[lasciviously_yours]

He buried his face into her breasts, filling the space between them with kisses. His rough beard in striking contrast to the softness of her skin. The slight burn, excited her even more. She placed her hands on the back of his head to encourage his actions further.
The only thing she could think of was how very much he wanted her. How very willing she was to give him anything.

She lifted his chin up to her face, “Please, I need you”.

Ari slipped off the sheer shirt to reveal her pale and freckled shoulders. He placed kisses all along the tops of her shoulder and down her arms.

“Your freckles are so sexy”, he announced with shortened breath.

He reached behind her and started taking down the long zipper of her skirt.

She stopped him, “Not yet, I want to see you”.

Grabbing the bottom of his sweater, she pulled it over his head and tossed it on the sofa. She wanted to be slow and methodical, she wanted to savor every moment of his undressing. She mashed her lips against his chest, around his nipples, and finally taking the left nipple in to her mouth. Sucking very slowly, then harder as he arched his back in a moan. She darted her tongue over to the right nipple, hungry and wanting… She moved around it in slow motion, then taking that one fully into her mouth. A suck, a harder suck and a quick, sharp bite.

The sounds escaping from his lips were animalistic and he was not sure how long he could wait before being inside of her.

She kissed down the middle of his chest and to the top of his cock, peeking out from his jeans.

With both hands, she snapped each of the buttons apart showing more of what she wanted. She grabbed both sides of the jeans and yanked them, and the black, silk boxes he was wearing, down his legs. Bending down to her knees, she kissed all around his member, ran her tongue through his hair and down his legs, kissed and licked behind his kneecap. His hands on her bare shoulder blades, burning heat through her.

She wanted him so badly, needed him.

He stepped out of the jeans and boxes as she sat at his feet and watched. He started to remove his socks, but she stopped him. “Leave the socks,” she told him with a wink.

 

[ariosto]

Ari was many things but self conscious wasn't one of them.
He was terribly excited to be so hard, so rampant, right in front of her, just inches away from her pretty face...her full red lips. He reached down and stroked himself a few times, her eyes following his hand as it slowly rose from the culing dark hair up to the purpling tip and back down again. He pressed his cock against her cheek, moving it across her mouth...into her hair.

Looking down Ari saw something on her back. He walked around her and knelt down. Above the top of the tight fitting bustier was a tatooed butterfly. A beautiful one with the colors still vivid and fresh. The design was flat, tribal, outlined strongly in black . It lay like a painting on vellum between her ivory shoulders. He reached out touched it.
Las shivered...

Lovely work...
He said, his fingers beginning to trace the pattern, pressing softly into her skin.
He felt her stiffen and arch her back.

Sensitive...

He leaned forward and touched the wings with his tongue.

A low moan escaped her lips...
Reaching around her he slid his hands into the lace topped bustier. His palms molded to the sweet curving shapes of her breasts and he began kissing and licking the sensitive skin of her back. His hands squeezed and fondled, teased and aroused her. until her nipples were hard points pushing against his skin. He pressed harder against her breasts, delighting in the yielding firmness that filled his hands and overflowed.

Butterfly kisses caressed the butterfly and Las was tingling with them...a rosey flush suffused down from her shoulders.
She felt his fingers pinch and twist her excited nipples and then she felt the tip of his cock, playing along the outlines of the tattoo.
It was moist with precum and she knew it wouldn't be long before she would have him thrusting deep inside ....

 

[lasciviously_yours]

Would you like to move into the bedroom?

Yes, please. She said, still kneeling at his feet. He offered her his hand and helped her to rise.

As they walked slowly down his hallway, his body confidently striding and her still clothed frame, she thought to herself how pleased that he found the color.
The tattoo was new, just a few months old. Since having it done, it had become a new pleasure point. She felt as if the nerve endings were left exposed, any touch brought shivers to her spin, a tingle to her sex.
When he began to trace the design with his fingers, she was immediately ready for him to take her. Her nipples were aroused to stiff peaks and her thong panties were soaked with desire.
His tongue on the new color made the longing worse. She could feel every part of her body respond to him.

Coming upon the bedroom door, he pushed it in and allowed her to walk though. The room was immense, and very masculine. Painted in gray flannel, and trimmed in blood red. The room consisted of a large, cherry armoire, with a TV resting on top, a dark gray chaise lounge and an enormous king sized four-poster bed. Completing it was a mirrored ceiling and walk-in closet. Her eyes grew wide as she took everything in. She was enchanted to be here, in his private place. This safe feeling place.

She stopped just short of the foot of the bed and turned to meet him. He embraced her and met her lips with his, smothering them. He guided her to the bed and laid her down, softly. He moved onto the bed, just to the side of her. Leaning over he traces a fingertip over her breasts, and down her stomach, her bustier still in place. He rolls over and begins to kiss around her belly button, moving his hands up and down her leather-covered leg.

Bringing his mouth up to her breasts, his nibbles on the peaks, then up to her neck. He reaches out for her hands, takes them into his larger ones, and raises her arms up above her neck. She can feel his hard cock pressing into her through the leather.

I can’t wait to undress you.

Moving his hands behind her, he unhooks the bustier, each snap followed by a kiss to her neck. Snap, kiss, snap, kiss, snap, kiss, and the bustier is free. He lifts the garment off of her, letting her full, pale breasts free. He tosses the bustier onto the floor and ravishes her mounds while she watches in the mirror. Both arms around her, his stiff cock grinding against her, it seems that he cannot get enough of her body. He engulfs one breast, then the next; each time trailing his tongue around the flesh between them.

With each pass over her breasts, her moans increase. Her hips buck, her back arches, and she wants him like she has wanted no other.

She puts her arms down and wraps them around his back.


Finish undressing me, then fuck me.

 

[ariosto]

Kissing his way down her body, he slips beneath her arms and stands up at the foot of the bed.
He looks at her flushed face and proud pouting nipples. He can taste them still. He'll come back to those.
He removes her boots first. Taking his time sliding the zippers down and slowly drawing them off. He puts them side by side at his feet.
Sliding hands up the leather skirt to the wistband he releases the snaps and again opens the zipper...he likes that sound. It reminds him of peeling off the skin of a sweet,succulant fruit.
With a tug, the dark skirt slides down over her hips, down her thighs...her long legs. He lets it fall.
Now she has on only stockings, garter belt and panties. He opens her legs and moves up between, his hands are warm as they caress their way along her thighs. He begins to kiss and lick the skin at the top of the black silk stockings as he unsnaps them from the belt. First one leg then the other. Now leaving the dark hose in place he unfastens the garter belt and tosses it aside.
Panties and stockings all that are left.

Ari places the heel of his hand on the silk above her mons and begins to rub in a slow firm circular motion...he looks into her eyes as he does it. His other hand is playing with her breasts once again. Squeezing and kneeding them...He licks one and then the other.
Her hips are moving, pushing her sex into his palm. She's very wet, he can feel the warmth of her arousal in his hand.
Ari slides the thong to one side and opens her with his fingers, slowly entering her tight hot passage , probing fingers going deeper. She begins to ride them...

Her lips part...a long kiss full of tongue...Her mouth full of him...
fingers twisting dancing deep inside her...

Ready to fuck...? he whispers.

 

[lasciviously_yours]

Yes, fuck me.She says.

With that, he moves her over to the bed, fingers still moving inside of her.
As her hips graze the edge of the bed, she pushes herself on top of the maroon comforter, not willing to misplace his fingers.
He moves on top of her, his face buried in her neck.
She begins to buck her hips in a more fevered pace. His tongue intertwined with hers, his other hand playing against her breast, pulling and teasing at the nipple.
She rides his fingers, pushing them deeper inside of her. He moves his thumb to pressure her stone hard clit.

Ari… I, I am going to cum.

Cum for me, my sweet Las.

She arches her back, and calls out with heated passion. His fingers are flooded with her nectar. Slowly removing his fingers, he looks her in the eye…

You are beautiful when you cum.

He kisses her long and deep.

Do you want more?

Yes, Ari...please. I want you inside of me. All of you.

He moves his face down her body, tracing his tongue on the pale, freckled skin. He takes the band of her soaked panties and slips them off her legs and to the floor. Her sex fully exposed to him. Pulling her legs up, he places his warm hands on her inner thigh and slowly spreads them apart. He buries his face in her shaven pussy, his tongue running down the space between her lips, lapping up her wetness.

She grabs the comforter with her hands and gathers the fabric in clenched nails, unable to control her body. He licks up to her clit and takes it in his mouth. He can feel the hard bud pulsing in his mouth. He sucks it and nibbles it, sending waves of heat rushing over her body. He wants to take her now, but he also wants to give her a night she will not soon forget.

Ari, please…I, inside of me…

We have all night, Las.

Continuing to suck and lick at her pussy, she lifts her hips off the bed. He moves both his hands underneath her, encouraging her to fuck his tongue. Then thrusting his tongue as far inside her as he can, he twists it and is rewarded with a washing and the sounds of pure ecstasy, as she releases again. He wants to suck up every drop before moving forward. Satisfied, he again, climbs on to of her and kisses her.
She tastes herself on his lips, on his tongue.

Do you like the way you taste, Las?

Oh, yes. I love the way I taste on you.

He kisses her all over, her face, and her neck, down to her breasts. He knows he is driving her crazy.

Are you ready for my cock?

 

[ariosto]

Ari holds himself with both hands and asks her to open herself for him. He watches her fingers slide between her labias and spread them apart. Moist pink glistening flesh appears and he strokes her inner lips with the hot tip of his erection.

Yessss...I like that I like to look at your pussy baby...
He pushes himself right up against her clit...moving his cock in slow circular motions, her hard swollen pearl trapped in the vee'd depression of his glans.
Over and over...faster and faster, he moves himself. Her fingers move up and down the wet cleft of her sex.

Go ahead...fuck yourself while I play with your clit...Go on...do it.
He watched her fingers plunge into her sex, she twisted herself onto them...Her legs opened wider, she moaned....
fuck meeee....

Are you ready for me?
Ari moved himself down until the tip of his cock lay tight between her pussy lips.
Now?

Yessss...

Now?

GOD YES!

Suddenly he grabbed her ankles, jerking her buttocks off the bed.
Spreading her wide he leaned forward and felt her vagina opening wider and wider to take in his thick aching cock.
He was relentless. She squeezed hard against the invasion, but could not stop it!
Deeper and deeper...he pushed!
She slid across the bed.
Deeper...deeper....
Oh God!...he was filling her up, splitting her open with his cock.
She screamed!

Ari laughed and held her legs even wider bending far over between them, buried in her to the hilt, he began to lick and suck and bite her breasts like a mad dog!

 

[lasciviously_yours]

It was if he was reading her mind, the way he so quickly decided that she enjoyed the roughness of a good fucking.

He pounded into her with little regard for her very tight pussy, and she loved every bit of it. Raising up off her swollen nipples, he grabbed her legs and threw them up over her shoulders given him clear access to view his cock plunging into her and her clit responding in kind.

She reached her left hand down and took her clit between her thumb and index finger. Pinching it and pulling it while he drove into her. Then using her index and middle finger she began rubbing furiously across the top of her button.

Ari…cumming…

Las tossed back her head in a shout as an orgasmic rush flooded over her entire body and washed Ari's cock with her warm fluid.

Don't stop fucking me…wait… She panted as she rolled away from him and onto her hands and knees. She moved up closer to the headboard and gripped it with her hands, offering her bare, pale, freckled ass to him.

Fuck me hard, Ari.

Still drenched in her juices, he moved up against her ass and rested his cock in between her cheeks. Running his hands along her back, his nails digging into her bare flesh. She is pushing against him, he takes his hard cock and rubs it against her slit.

What a perfect view you have afforded me, my dear Las.

He reopens her petals with his fingers, bringing them to his lips to taste her. Sliding his cock once again, deep into her, he can feel her button with the tip of his rod. She pushes against him, controlling the depth of entry. He loves watching his length slid in and out of her, while her asshole puckers. She is writhing against him, as he grabs on to her hips. Him pushing one way, she the other, meeting in the middle in a rush of raw fucking.

Her hands still firmly gripping the headboard, she tosses her head back, sending her hair flying every which way. Her breasts hanging down, biting her lower lip, trying to save the last orgasm for his. He watched the butterfly on her back, almost taking flight with her wild gyrations. He was so close now, he was unsure how much longer he could continue before he released into her.

Come on my back, Ari. She whispered in a voice like thick velvet.

Christ, where has this girl been hiding, he thought.

 

[ariosto]

Ari imagines her tied to the headboard, completely helpless as he thrusts his cock over and over into her, pushing her against the wall with the violence of his penetrations.
He's slick with her hot cum and it makes it easier to drive himself into her tight ly strung body all the way to the hilt.
He uses his thumbs to spread her cheeks open and wishes he could fuck her both places at once. Reaching down between her spread legs he grasps his pistoning shaft and her swollen clinging petals, delighting in the feel of himself moving through his palm and into her sex. His fingers are wet with her sweet oils and leaning over far enough to bite the sensitive skin beneath her tatoo he pushes his forefinger deep into her ass.
She gasps at the unexpected invasion and locks down tight on him.

Easy baby, it'll only hurt for a minute....

His finger moves slowly in and out like a small hard penis and soon they are back in the fast hard tempo that had already caused her to climax once.

With his finger he can feel his cock pumping into her on the other side of of a thin hot wall of flesh.

One final very deep thrust and she was digging her nails into the wallpaper. He held her there and allowed the dark void of the senses to swirl up and engulf him. He felt himself driven by a force too elemental to restrain another second!
The edge was reached and the delicious roller coaster of orgasm began...
He twisted his free hand into her hair and held her while rockets of scalding cum filled her too overflowing.
She cried out!...thrust back hard and in the midst of his own ecstasy he felt the shuddering contractions of Las' second cumming...

 

[lasciviously_yours]

She came in waves flowing over her entire body. She could feel Ari pulling her hair back as he unloaded into her. She was flush with ecstasy as she cried out, giving way to exhaustion. Her legs shaking, her breathing labored, her whole body giving into total release. She let go of the headboard and moved carefully, so as not to remove him from her, down to her stomach. He in turn, slowly moved onto her back and started to take himself out of her.

No, Ari. Not yet. She whispered.

He laid on top of her for what seemed an eternity, running his fingers through her hair. Thank you, Ari was the last thing he heard before drifting in and out of sleep, as they remained locked together in embrace

 

[ariosto]

Ohhh what a time we had!

The Apartment is available for three day rentals, extensions granted on request.

The key is available from Ariosto at Rick's Roof Top Lounge.
Please PM me prior to picking it up.
Thanks,
Ari

 

[Tibxo]

Handing in my money and picking up the keys.

I quickly take Marvel by the hand and we rush to the Apartment.

Both of us laughing as we open the door and rush in.

Before we even have time to turn on the lights (it's nighttime), I have slammed the door and have Marvel pressed against the wall, kissing her hungrily...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Tibvo spins me around quickly, using my body to close the door as he presses against me, covering my mouth hungrily with his own.

I tug his shirt out of his pants, slipping my hands up under it. Fingers splayed, I massage his back trying to pull him closer. "Off.. " I murmur into his mouth.

"Mmm... " He struggles from his shirt one arm at a time and over his head even as his hands find their way to my breasts. Kneading. Needing. Squeezing. Tweaking the hardened nubs of my nipples through the silk of my blouse.

I moan softly as he presses his body into me. I feel him... Hard and swollen against my belly. I slip my hand down between us, searching for the object of my desire. Tracing my fingers along the outline of his erection.

Fumbling with his belt, I finally lower his zipper and slip my hands inside. Over his hips, around to his ass. Pushing his jeans downward with my wrists as I begin to explore his body.