Message-ID: <7889eli$9801281425@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/7889.txt> From: VTsar <VTsar@Hotmail.Com> Subject: Dinner Party (M/F Cons) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d 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: <34CE9973.3C00874A@Hotmail.Com> This is my first story with additional parts if you like it. Helpful comments and suggestions are welcome. Dinner Party by VTsar@Hotmail.Com We are strangers at a mutual friends party. You have come with your boyfriend and I am alone. For some time now, you and your boyfriend have been more friends than lovers and the magic has eluded you. But something is different tonight at this party. You noticed this during the cocktails, when you saw me admiring you. At first you ignored me, but there was something exciting about this stranger. Eventually you turned around and returned gaze. You could see that I was interested in meeting you and you casually walked toward my side of the room. I took this as a hopeful sign and introduced myself. Hi, my name is Vladimir, I couldn’t help notice you at the party. You are so stunning and in my eyes, you are the most attractive woman I have ever met. This definitely was a flattering moment. After a slight blush, a bold statement came from your lips, "my name is Denise, and thank you for the complement, but what exactly attracts you about me?." I sensed a little interest in my introduction (bricks are usually needed to wake me up), so I delivered on the request. The look in your eyes, the confidence and sexuality that exude, the way you carry yourself in the room and the way you talked to everyone here. I could see you were well educated, respected and at ease with all the subjects brought up in the many conversations. Oh and the fact that your head is connected to the most attractively designed body I have ever seen. Your dress complements that figure and those legs are stunning. They seem endless. And your pumps lift your calves in such a way as to create the most perfect legs imaginable. I stopped speaking, hoping now that I hadn’t expressed to much, since we’ve only just met. I could see that you appreciated the descriptions. The thoughts must have been racing through your mind, because I asked if you were OK? You responded that it had been some time since a man had complemented her in such a way and it felt very nice to be noticed in such a light. I almost couldn’t believe that, coming from a woman of her qualities. It was quite apparent that the two of us were feeling a mutual attraction. We spoke a little more, learning more of each other, finding common interests and flirting ever so gently. Our host approached us and the rest of the party to inform us dinner was ready. We both walked back to the table together. My luck must have been concentrated into this evening, because, we had been seated next to each other and the boyfriend was on her opposite side. We looked into each others eyes and silently agreed with a smile that the seating arrangements couldn’t have been better planned. As dinner was being served, we exchanged pleasant talk and I silently wished that she had come alone. To my suprise, her boyfriend completely ignored us and talked most of the evening with other friends at the table. I figured that talk was the limit to our flirtation. Then later into our dinner, I felt a bump against my leg, at first I thought it was an accident. Then I was bumped again, I looked down, it was Denise’s leg was pressed against mine and her dress was pulled all the way up her thigh. Her leg stayed were it was, pressing me firmly, it was no accident. Looking up now, I saw she had a slight smile on her face. I really enjoyed this flirtation, but thought nothing could come of this since she was with her boyfriend and sitting right next to him. Was I ever wrong. As the evening progressed, I felt her hand travel under the table and on to my lap. Her hands brushed ever so gently over my crotch. My cock immediately went on alert. This must really be happening. I had better join in and let her know I appreciate or she may stop. I slipped my hand under the table and rubbed her legs, then sliding my hand within her thighs stroking her ever so softly. She then squeezed those hardbody legs tight upon my hand, binding me to her. She let out a soft breath of appreciation for my attentions. The intensity began to build even more, and then she turned to my ear and whispered I want you now, what are you going to do about it? At first, I was stunned, in my own bold move, I turned to her and said excuse yourself and meet me in the garden in back. I immediately excused myself and went outside. Denise followed a moment later. At that point, neither of us cared if anyone was noticing our escapade. The interest was too far gone to conceal. There she stood outside the door when I saw her again, the light from the room glowing behind her and highlighting her sexy figure. I could only stand in awe of her. She approached me and pressed her pouty lips against mine. Our lips opened and then our tongues touched, searching each others mouth hungrily. I was so excited to be with her. It just felt so good. Denise then led me to the side of the house, leaned against the wall and pulled me toward her. We continued to press against each other and kiss passionately. Slowly she pulled up her dress and revealed her womanhood to me and said it was my duty to complete our union. I was only too eager to oblige. I pulled out my cock and slowly guided it into her pussy. She was so wet that my cock slid in exquisitely, the sensations were unbelievable. Denise then let out a soft purr as we began to rhythmically mate. My pace was dictated by her hands and she was in the mood to race. She pulled my cheeks hard and forced me even deeper into her pussy. My cock never felt this good and I was with the woman of my dreams. We started to fuck even harder and our evening long build up of passion exploded into an orgasm that caused us both to let out a scream of release. Afterward, I started to slowly pull out and then Denise tightened around me and pulled me back in saying, "I don’t want you out yet, I want every drop of you to stay where it is, in me." No argument came from my lips as we kissed again for what seemed like forever. Eventually we withdrew and embraced long and hard. It was about time we returned to the party. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>