The Meet-up (part 3)

Its on now...

He turns me around and we kiss passionately, deeply...I run my hands through his dreads and his strong hands caress my back, undoing my bra and massaging me 'til I'm too relaxed to stand anymore. OMG, this is better than anything I could've imagined...he is so fucking sexy...this is going to be one to remember.

He leads us back into the room, without lips parting, bodies separating or anyone stumbling; we're floating. I gently bump against the bed and he stops kissing me. He pulls my blouse, camisole & bra over my head and begins kissing and sucking my breasts, going back & forth between them, as I work my jeans, panties and shoes off. Shit! His hand is massaging my pussy again. I begin to pull at his shirt; he stops touching me just long enough for me to pull the shirt over his head . Oh hell no! I will not have another one before he gets inside of me...I can't let him know he's hitting the right spots, in the right way. Shit Shannon, you're losing all cool points...oh damn...

All of a sudden, he stops EVERYTHING and looks me in the eye, "I didn't bring any condoms."

"Are you fucking kidding me, then you gotta go downstairs & get some," I blurt out, rolling my eyes. Then he cracks a sly smile and he sits me on the bed.

What the hell...oh shit, Shannon get up. I know you have not just laid down and spread your legs open for some unknown dick.
What the hell is the matter with you!?! Get up!!!!
Shhhh, I trust him, he'll do the right thing.
Dumb-ass bitch, famous last words.

Its a dream. A wonderful, delicious dream that I don't ever wanna wake up from.

The breeze is wafting over my body and I shiver ever so slightly. He looks at me in the moonlight and smiles. I smile back as he stands over me and I can see him, he is beautiful. His chocolate skin, kind eyes, broad shoulders, muscular arms, his too cute chin dimple, his dreads...I want to consume him; I want to be consumed by him.

He's pants are off and he's on top of and inside me in a flash. I let out a quiet moan and orgasm as soon as he penetrates. He looks me in the eyes as he moves in & out, saying my name, "Shannon" and its driving me crazy...shit, another one.

Being multi-orgasmic used to be fun, not tonight, my body is betraying me. Doing its own thing, giving into the atmosphere that envelopes it and the sensations that pulse through it. Dammit, I've lost control. Oh hell, did I ever really have it? Who cares, focus Shannon...shit, this is happ'ning right here, right now and its amazing!

He is looking at me...watching me...studying me...learning me with every stroke of his dick and every contraction of my pussy. "What are you looking at?"

"You, all of you."

He leans down and begins kissing me, I'm in heaven. This is what its supposed to be like...two people who care about each other, coming together as one, sharing the most intimate parts of themselves. I don't want this to ever end.

Oh no, here I go again, I have another orgasm, my biggest so far tonight. He seems to enjoy getting me off, thank goodness. What's up? Wait...why did he stop kissing me...why did he pull out? Oh shit, where is he going?

He gets up, stands at the foot of the bed, grabs my legs and flips me over. How did he know I like to be man-handled? Did he guess? Did I tell him? Damn, this is working for a sista.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! He pulls me onto my knees and goes into my pussy from behind. Oh my fucking goodness! I let out a loud moan & call his name several times. I have got to find a way to bottle this up and take it home. He strokes strong & steady for awhile, I've gotten a modicum of control, though I'm ready to explode...again.

Though I'm usually loud, I'm not making a lot noise and we aren't saying much. This is pure, nothing artificial or contrived...just the waves, the breeze, he and I.

I can't stand it anymore.
"Don't stop! I'm almost there."
"Ok baby, I'm here for you." "Good."
"Let it go Shannon, let it go." "Oh, ummm baby."
"Do it for me, come on Shannon you can do it."
And I let out a scream as I give him my best one yet.

He slowly backs out and I collapse. He lays down behind me and we spoon; he strokes my hair, this is fantastic. I wanna stay like this forever.

Hell Shannon, you don't even like to cuddle, why are you lettin' him get all up on you?
There are some times when I like to cuddle. Now shut up and lemme enjoy this moment.
You know he'll be leaving to go home to his wife soon enough. Don't you dare cry, keep it together....

The Meet-up (part 2)

Keep it together Shannon...

We stop kissing and I put my head on his chest and he whispers my name, "Shannon" as he strokes my back. This is really nice, I can't believe he's here.

After few minutes, I lead him by the hand to the bed. We sit facing each other and just look at each other. I see his milk chocolate skin, his twinklin' brown eyes, his big bright smile, the sexy dimple in his chin, his long dreads that drape his shoulders, the fullness of his hands that are holding mine. I glance at his feet and their big...woohoo, thank you Jesus.

No one is saying anything, but its not awkward, I wonder what he's thinking...about me, how I look, our kiss...I can't believe how wet I got from kissing him. Shit, I shoulda brushed my teeth, I can taste my drink...good grief, fine time to think of it. He didn't pull back, so maybe he didn't mind.

I like what's he's wearing, definitely has the grown & sexy vibe going...he's such a fuckin' playa, I don't give a damn what he says...I'm gonna get my heart broken, I know it.

Shit, guess I need to break the silence...where to begin, so much I wanna say, so much I shouldn't say...don't be a dumbass Shannon, keep it together. You're in control of this party.

"How was the drive? Did you have trouble finding the hotel?" Good start, not personal, not confrontational, but at same time letting him know that I know he was late...good girl.

He squeezes my hands, looks deep into my eyes, "I'm sorry I was late...I knew where I was going. But streets are closed and I had to drive around and park way away cuz streets are blocked for fireworks. Otherwise I woulda been here early."

I give him an understanding nod and he raises my hands up to his rock hard chest, looks me deep in the eyes and says, "I am really sorry for being late." Oh hell, playa handbook 101 move, contrition...shit, is this his A-game, puhleez?

Dammit, its working...Shannon, U still here? Focus girl, you're upset with him, remember. Now tell him how you feel...go on now, let him have it.

I look into his beautiful, soft, gazing eyes, "Well, you..." and my head goes down...why is he so fucking sexy and those dreads are speaking to me. Fuck it Shannon, are you wussing out? Its just dick.

I get up and practically run to the bathroom. I turn on the faucet. Talking to myself in the mirror:
"Now what...you ran in here like a child."
"What is the fuckin' matter with you!?!"
"We should talk; shouldn't we talk; do we need to talk?"
"Yes, we're gonna talk; this time is gonna be different."

I wash my hands, go out and sit beside him. I apologize for leaving abruptly, he shrugs it off as no big deal. Okay, you wanna talk beotch, then say something. Anything. I can't think of one single solitary thing to say; you have got to be kidding me. Have I lost the power of speech?

He takes my hand and leads me onto the balcony. It is a wonderful night, warm breezes are blowing and we can hear the waves breaking. Its a perfect night to be with someone...this is starting to move into dream realm...relax Shannon, don't get caught up...stay in control.

As I'm looking out on the water, he comes behind me and wraps his arms around my waste. Oh hell no, he's singing in my ear. Fuck, this is not looking good; I'ma end up fucking him tonight. Dammit Shannon, you gonna go down this road again, ain't you?

I lean back into his arms and I get lost in the song, in him, and in the moment. I let go, I give in and I get wetter still. His hands glide down my stomach and he puts them under my waistband and gently caresses me.

I undo my button & zipper and his hands go into my panties and now he's kissing my neck...damn, he feels good. He takes his right hand to my pussy and feels my wetness, "Damn baby, you are so wet...can you get wetter?" and he puts 2 fingers inside me. I moan, grab the railing as my knees buckle a bit & have a small orgasm right then & there on his hand. I can't believe it!

Fuck it, if I'm going out this way, then he's gonna know who he was with. As his left hand explores my nipples, I take the hand that shimmers with my essence up to my mouth and lick it clean and he moans. Its on now...