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Cross
the Line
by
Samantha
I
couldn't take my eyes off her as she came through the glass doors. She wore
a
sexy skirt with a slit up the thigh, and a soft cotton shirt. Her hair was
long,
slightly curled, auburn in color, and it bounced around her smiling
face
as she walked in. I watched her every move as she scanned the room
looking
for her date. My heart raced as the waiter motioned her back to my
secluded
corner. Her voice was very captivating over the phone, but she was
more
beautiful than I could have ever imagined.
I
stood up and grinned. She smiled shyly back at me, and her eyes sparkled in
the
candlelight. I nervously moved around and pulled her chair out. "Glad you
could
make it" I mustered the words out, in a nervous tone. Her soft hand
touched
my forearm and instantly a calm emotion fell over me. "Sam, you don't
have
to be nervous honey" she stated. "I won't bite."
I felt silly for being
so
bottled up as I made my way back to my seat, but her words lingered like
white
rose petals, soft on my ears.
The
conversation we shared was smooth. Her words flowed out carefree. The
combination
of our humorous demeanors had both of us laughing out loud at
times,
and at other moments we just smiled at each other in silence. I poured
more
wine as we waited on our entrees to arrive. Her eyes were a soft gray,
with
streaks of darker gray marbled elegantly through them. I caught myself
getting
swept away in them several times over dinner. I took a mental picture
as
her delicate fingers played around the rim of the crystal goblet. The wine
was
the exact match in color to the lipstick she had accented her full,
delicate
lips with.
There
was an air of seduction flowing around our table. From the white linen
table
cloth, to the glimmer of the silverware...to the passion as thick as
glass
forming between us. I was drawn to her like thunder to a summer
rainstorm.
She licked her lips and shifted anxiously in her chair. I
wondered
if her panties were damp like mine, as I pushed out from the table
and
folded my napkin. I paid the bill as she whisked across the room to
freshen
up in the ladies room. Several heads looked her way, and I was proud
that
she was there with me.
I
opened the car door for her. She sat down inside and I watched her perfect
calves
as she lifted them inside the cab. "Would you like to go dancing?" I
asked
her hopefully. We decided that I would ride with her and leave my car
there.
We pulled out onto the open road. My heart fluttered as she reached
over
and took my hand in hers. She placed them together on her thigh. I could
feel
the heat of her flesh burning against the underside of my fist. After
some
time, I felt bold enough to move my hand along her thigh. She must have
sensed
it in my glance. She loosened her fingers from mine giving me the
option
to explore.
Her
skin was so soft...so warm, as my hand slid slowly up her inner thigh.
She
reached over and turned up the radio, and then laid back comfortably in
her
seat. We were flying somewhere down Highway 99, with the top down, music
blaring,
when I realized she wasn't wearing panties.
She pulled her skirt up
higher
and guided my fingers inside. She unbuttoned her shirt and exposed her
bra
captured, rock hard nipples. Her walls gripped tight around my welcomed
intrusion,
as my long fingers felt for her g spot. Her juices oozed between
my
digits forming a creamy puddle in the palm of my hand.
I
fucked against her, feeling her spot harden more at every stroke. Biting
her
nipples gently through the silk bra, she moaned out over the loud melodic
beat
"please go faster." Her hair was blowing frantically in the night air,
as
I pushed in faster and harder. She was lifting up out of her seat forcing
her
mound hard against my hand...gripping the steering wheel. I felt the car
accelerate
even faster as she pushed her foot down on the gas in massive
orgasm.
She
pulled the car inside the median and came to an abrupt stop. She laid her
head
over on the wheel. I turned the radio down and I could hear her
breathing
hard under her arms. "Nobody has ever taken me the manner you have"
she
laughed out between gasps. Little did she know that I wanted her in every
way
imaginable. I pulled my sticky palm up to my face and absorbed her scent
fully.
I couldn't resist tasting her any longer. My tongue licked across the
width
of my hand...up my fingers, as she watched. My clit throbbed as I
cleaned
every ounce of her offering away.
This
was the first time Angel came for me, but I knew then it wouldn't be
the
last. She leaned back against the leather head rest. I lifted my upper
body
up across hers. My mouth covered hers completely. Her tongue licked out
across
mine. I tasted her nectar, the sweet wine, and we kissed as only two
connected
women can. My saliva combined with hers as we fused in an erotic
oral
bond.
She
lowered her skirt, turned the music back up, and eased slowly back out
onto
the road. The bar was crowded when we finally arrived. People shouted,
and
danced in the parking lot as we spun into a space and dropped the top
back
down. She fingered her hair back into place, looking in the mirror, as I
walked
around to open her door. She looked at me with a mysterious glare, as
she
stepped out of the car onto the graveled pavement. I took her hand in
mine,
and she lead us to the entrance. The
man took our money. We pushed our
way
to the bar. She ordered us a shot of straight tequila, and Bud Lights as
I
introduced her to some of my friends.
The
liquor hit, or the song that came on grabbed her from inside. She
clinched
my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. The smoke screen fell
from
the ceiling and we danced together, moving in perfect motion like a
hypnotic
dream. She turned her back to me, grinding her ass hard against my
crotch.
That sensation, and the recollection of her moans sent me into an
emotional
state of euphoria. I pulled her hair to one side and bit
passionately
on her heated neck. The crowd disappeared from around us and we
became
celestial dancers...swaying as one being.
The
night passed by too quickly. We had too much alcohol, and I had to feel
her
naked against me...under me. I paid out the tab, and walked her to the
door.
One arm draped across her shoulders, and the other against her hip. I
couldn't
get enough of her kisses. I took one every chance I got. She looked
at
me with wonderment. Pondering, I'm sure, on whether she had made the right
choice
of crossing this line. Regardless, she was ready to plunder completely
over
the limits, and I was to be her humble guide. We retrieved her bag from
the
trunk, and I hailed down a cab.
I
felt her allowing herself to walk over the boundaries of pure unknown
eroticism.
She groped my crotch through my jeans in the back of the taxi. I
felt
her inhibitions expire as she kissed even more deeply...more openly. I
pulled
her very close in my arms letting her know that she could trust me
fully.
I went in and signed for the room, while she waited in the car. I was
saddened
that I was taking her to a motel when I felt I should have been
taking
her to a palace instead.
The
room was cozy. I turned on the gas logs...flipped on the coffee pot. She
paused
at the end of the bed, and watched on as I crossed the floor.
"Are
you sure about this" I asked with concern. "Yes, baby," she
replied with
a
new twinkle in her eye. I wanted her so much, but she had this innocent
aura
that made me feel like it was indeed my first time all over again too.
She
began unbuttoning her top again. I
replaced her hands with mine.
I
kissed at every inch of skin disclosed as her clothes fell off. Her bra
unlatched
and dropped off, exposing her perfect C cup breasts. My tongue
danced
across each nipple. Her body trembled in our embrace. I lifted my
shirt
and bra off in one movement over my head, and then pressed her bosom
against
mine. I unzipped her skirt. It dropped silently to the floor. Her
trimmed
mound, with glistening crevice, solemnly invited me to come inside.
I
unbuttoned my Levi's, and let them slip down my legs. I rolled my cotton
panties
off while she looked on.
I
approached her once more. I kissed her softly as I eased her tan body back
on
the blanket. My large framed body shadowing hers. Skin against hot skin. I
pushed
her thighs apart with my knees, exposing her full womanhood...lowered
my
mound down on hers. My clit pushed inside her wet folds to find my
clitoral
mate. I felt each connection as they rubbed across each other. Her
sighs
let me know that she was connecting as well. I moved slowly at first
dragging
up through her crevice, then faster...feeling the flick as the
snapped
hard across each other...faster and faster. I grabbed her ass and
pulled
her harder up against me, and a wave of orgasm powered through my
whole
lower extremity.
She
still humped against me. I knew exactly what she wanted...exactly what I
craved.
I snaked down the length of her body licking a path down her
curves...down
her stomach. My ample breasts crossing her shaved patch. She
spread
her legs far apart...pushed her drenched pussy against my mouth. I
felt
her hands grab the back of my head as she arched her back and pushed her
swollen
lips inside on my tongue. My tongue plunged deep inside. I swallowed
down
the mixture of our love making as she fucked faster against my face. I
licked
up through her sticky folds and flicked underneath her clit...faster
and
faster...two fingers shoved in deep on her rock hard g spot...faster and
faster...deeper
and deeper. I felt every quake as she exploded against my
face.
Her body jerked time and time again as I kept licking. Her moans called
out
loud, and random screams escaped her throat.
I
kissed her red, swollen valley as repercussions of our session trembled
deep
inside of her. Our divine scent permeated the air, and my face was
covered
in her excitement...in her release. I crawled up beside her and
kissed
her lovingly on the cheek...on her sweaty forehead...her nose...her
sweet
trembling lips. We were right where we wanted to be at that
moment...right
where we needed to be...right across the line.
Like
what you see? Don't like what you see? Contact Samantha at
Cancer33SS@aol.com
and let her know.
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