Message-ID: <7169eli$9803221755@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: Bookman Archives <readebks@wolfenet.COM> Subject: RP: Mysterious Ms MF Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: readebks@wolfenet.COM Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <35157971.5AC8@wolfenet.com> (Note: I am not the author, only the archivist. The following story deals with themes of explicit sex. If you're not old enough to be here, you're not old enough to read it. Scram.) "Mysterious Ms" by Le Lalique You have dreamt of her often. A rainy day in New York and running behind schedule. You detest being late. It's such a frustrated state of mind; blood pressure soaring as you reach the hotel lobby - you need to make calls. Then your eye catches the brunette, so perfectly attired in her dark blue suit. She brushes past you and, as if in slow motion, you watch her raise her sunglasses, her red lips mouthing a suite number. Your quick steps are interrupted by the bellhop. "Bags, sir?" and you shove them at him. As quickly as she came; she has disappeared. You hear a man calling your name, you don't hear. You are in a rush - a race of sorts. Prying open the elevator. However, you don't know the floor or even the suite number. You punch a button and when the elevator reaches a floor you begin walking frantically down the hall. You don't know the number. You can't seem to remember the number. Finally you knock randomly on a door. It opens slowly and it is so dark within you cannot see who is there. However, you are grabbed in a passionate embrace and as you kiss her hard on her open lips - tongues darting - the two of you begin turning, spinning in slow circles and bumping into walls. Is it her? She rips adeptly at the buttons on your shirt; you fumble nervously with the front of her blouse. She kisses you hard - like she is starved for your touch. Your shirt unbuttoned, she unbuckles your belt and your trousers; they fall to your ankles, exposing your hard stiff cock. You can't yet see -is it her? She is breathing deeply and then suddenly turns her back to you, and arches her head back on your shoulder - biting at you as she whispers into your ear, "Make love to me." You see a faint, dim light through the window now and you know if you can move her towards that light, you will finally know. As you try to shuffle towards the light, you cannot move. Your ankles are bound and you are helplessly holding her from behind. You are straining to see the subtle highlights of her hair and the side of her face. As you strain, she bends forward slowly - raising her tight tailored skirt and exposing her soft, silky ass to you. Drops of your nectar are on the tip of your cock - sliding against her as she bends forward completely .... You can feel her bending forward, pushing herself against you, your hard cock straining against her ass, as you run the palms of your hands downward over the fullness of her ass; so smooth and warm to the touch. Your hands continue downward to caress the backs of her thighs squeezing them ... she is moaning softly, deliciously; moving with the force of your hands, back up to the very bottom of her ass; now parting her cheeks and placing your engorged cock into her opened crack - feeling her cheeks surround your cock. You still can't see her in the dim light; as you press her ass tight around your hot cock. She's so hot ... you move your hands down to spread her from behind; feeling the wetness of her cunt as you open her with your hands, feeling every nuance of her ... the soft hair, her lips so wet, dripping her juice on your hands, her scent so strong now that you can taste it in your mouth. And you want her! Pulling away from her, dropping down to your knees, keeping your hands on her ass. In the dim light, you can see the outline of her bush-glistening with her heat. A beautiful sight, that almost makes you cum. And she's saying "Yes, Yes ... please," ... her words fall away as you open her ass up to your anxious tongue, licking first at her puckered rosebud, flicking your tongue at her opening. Then moving your face under her, licking her cunt, smelling the incredible muskiness between her thighs; licking between her thighs and her cunt lips - savoring every last drop of her incredible wetness; your hot tongue driving into her steaming cunt, pushing deeper into her. You are buried between her legs and she is screaming for more. "Don't stop, take all of me , fuck me with your mouth!" She reaches back with her hands to spread herself even wider than before. You can't get enough of her. Your mouth is all over her; licking ... tonguing her. She is grinding into you, moving her ass in unison with your wild tonguing. Reaching around her to find her hard clit ... rolling it between your fingers .... still licking her ... now just sucking her with your mouth. You can feel the waves begin to run through her body. You want her to cum ... cum hard all over your face. She moves wildly, screaming as she cums .... contracting .... you drive your thumb into her ass as she begins to shake all over .... wave after wave .... screaming out to you. You are extremely hard ... cum beginning to slowly run from the tip of your cock ... exhausted from eating her. In one swift movement she has turned toward you; so quickly that you still can't see her face clearly. She drops to her knees facing you. Her full lips meeting yours ... her mouth opening on you ... her hot full mouth ... her tongue into you and yours into hers .. .sucking on each other ... exploring. You can't move. Your lips part and before you can look at her, she is moving to your stiff rod ... you can feel her hand encircling the base of your shaft ... squeezing as her mouth envelops you ... so warm, now so deep into her. Your hands running through her long soft hair as you listen to her sucking sounds. Feeling her tongue flicking at the head of your cock; your hips driving upward. Her mouth so sweet on you .... sliding in and out of her lips ... moving together and her hands are on your cock, caressing your balls; gently rolling them in her soft hand. Her sucking is like velvet around your cock as you are moving back and forth; you feel a rising in your shaft ... her hand on your balls. Pushing her finger into your ass, as you explode into her ... the eruption ... the release ... flowing into her warm mouth ... low moaning sounds coming from her. You are holding her head in your hands, as she gently brings you back to the planet ... licking your once hard cock, now totally subdued by her love making. Before you can say, or do, anything she is embracing you again, all full and warm, the salty taste of you on her lips. Her long hair brushing your face but before you can do or say anything, she suddenly stands straight up ... her skirt still up around her full hips and the dim light just illuminating the insides of her thighs. However, you still can't see her face, just the light in her hair. " I'm going to leave you my card ," she says, "... and I will find you again, soon, very soon." She is pushing her skirt down - now moving toward the door. You can't believe it. You attempt to get up, forgetting that your trousers are still around your ankles and sitting promptly on your ass! "Come back, don't leave now!" you implore. A low, soft laugh is her only reply as she opens the door quickly and closes it behind her. Leaving you seduced and abandoned on the floor of a strange hotel room. Her perfume the only vestige of her presence. Slowly rising to your feet ... pulling your trousers up ... feeling all warm and foolish at the same time. Turning on the lights, you see her card on the desk near the door. Just three words in elegant gold script - "Queen of Hearts." You thought you knew her......................................................!:) -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |