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This is a first-time post from a fledgling writer of erotica.
Feedback is welcome and encouraged.  Needless to say, anyone who is
underage or who has no business reading this should get the heck out
of here.  (I've often wondered if these warnings actually do any good.
I mean, where are these kids' parents, anyway?  Or their
cybernannies?)  In any case, this is intended for consenting adults
only.  Nonconsenting adults will have to look elsewhere for their
entertainment.  Bon appetit!


The Encounter (M/F)


	As much as I enjoy the delightful treat before me ( this
sweet, moist pussy spread out under my probing tongue -- I feel
compelled to pull myself away for a moment.  I look up at her from my
marvelous vantage point between her legs and smile.  As I gaze along
the creamy flesh of her body, over the swell of her full breasts, to
her wildly cascading curls, our eyes meet.  We don't verbalize the
phrase that will be on our lips several times that afternoon, but I
know it is on our minds.

	"Who would have thought this was possible?"

	As I go back to work -- if one can call such delectable
activity work -- I briefly flash over the events that led us to this
memorable day.  The first, chance encounter in an on-line chat room...
The e-mails...  The increasingly erotic phone calls... We laughed more
than once about our decadent behavior, but neither of us wanted to
stop this fantasy life.  Each of us satisfies a need that the other
has -- a need to live out the passion that is found all too rarely
within the confines of our marriages.

	After months of wishful thinking, the pieces magically fell
into place.  A business trip.  A visit to friends.  The thousands of
miles separating us would melt, giving us perhaps a few hours together
in a city that neither one of us calls home.  Weeks turned into days,
then to hours, then to minutes.  Finally... there she is.

	She looks lovelier than the single photo I've seen.  I smile
broadly at the sight of her walking toward me.  At last I have the
chance to look at her -- the bright eyes, the flowing hair, the lovely
figure that I had only imagined before.  We shook hands and, I think,
shared a quick hug.  Nothing too passionate for a hotel lobby.
Besides, we both brought more than our share of butterflies to this
encounter.

	The room wouldn't be ready for a about an hour, so we walked.
A romantic couple on a sunny afternoon, most would think.  Casual
observers would have no way of knowing how much I thrilled to each
hug, squeeze, and chance to hold her hand.  

	As we returned to the hotel and learned that the room was
available, my heart began to beat much faster than before.  I could
barely keep my fingers from trembling as I tipped the bellman.  We
strolled to the elevator -- our nonchalance disguising the excitement
that threatened to boil over from within.

	As we rode up to the floor where my room lay waiting, we
shared a quick embrace and a kiss.  Mmmmmm.  Sweet.  Fresh.  Warm.  A
delicious taste of things to come.

	I fumbled with the key -- one of those electronic passcard
things that always seem to confound me.  Then... the door opens.  I
put down my bags.  We take off our coats and have a quick look around.
Finally, we turn to each other and move closer... closer... 

	Let the games begin!

	We had played out this scenario a few nights earlier on-line
-- what I'd do, what she'd do.  I had joked about having to check my
notes to get it right!  Needless to say, that wouldn't be necessary.

	She had dressed, I think, with undressing in mind.  A jumper
with a short skirt... a turtleneck sweater... leggings... I was
thrilled.  But before we got to that stage of the encounter, we
embraced.  I pulled her close to me and began to run my fingers over
her face.  I pushed them into her flowing curls, brushed her cheeks,
traced her earlobes.  I followed my fingers with my tongue, licking
across her soft skin from her lips to her ear to the nape of her neck.
We kissed briefly, then she apologized for straying from the "script."
I assured her that no apologies were necessary.

	I began to work my hands down her sides, over her shoulders,
across her back.  I reached down and cupped the cheeks of her ass,
pulling her body even closer to mine.  Then, slowly, I brought my
hands around to the front and began to move them upward... toward her
breasts.  The material of her dress was soft against my fingers.  I
wanted to take my time... to increase the intensity of the moment...
but I could wait no longer.  My hands moved over the wonderful swell
of her breasts... at last feeling the soft mounds I had only imagined
before.  We began to kiss in earnest, our tongues tangling together as
the heat between us grew.  After a few moments of this fantastic
embrace, we made our move... to the couch.

	It was there that the trail of clothing began to litter the
room.  My sweater.  Her jumper -- after I had slowly undone the long
row of buttons down the back.  Our kissing intensified, interspersed
with licks around each other's faces and quick darts into ears and
over chins.  We were definitely on the same wavelength, and the
frequency of the peaks of those waves was increasing rapidly.

	We knew it was time to move on but, given the creativity both
of us brought to the table, we decided to "tour" the suite.  The next
stop, oddly enough, was the bathroom -- with its wide, waist-high
marble counter.  I wonder if the interior designers knew how well they
had positioned it.  

	We stood against the counter for a moment, before she jumped
up a bit and sat back on its marble surface.  She moved her legs apart
and I stepped between them, embracing her once more and recapturing
her lips with mine.  I continued to caress her breasts as we kissed,
then began to work her turtleneck top up and off her body.  Leaning
over, I kissed her flesh as I exposed it, licking and nibbling each
square inch.  As I pushed her top up further, I discovered to my
delight that she was wearing a lacy black bra that made her breasts
into one of the sexiest sights I'd ever witnessed.  As I pushed the
top over her head, I dove down and began to move my tongue over the
lacy cups.  She had chosen well!  My cock grew harder by another
notch.

	She unbuttoned my shirt and pushed it off my shoulders,
expressing delight at the dark curly hair that covers my chest.  I
responded by reaching behind her to unfasten her bra -- unable to wait
a moment longer to taste her hardening nipples and the soft flesh that
surrounded them.  As I licked all around her breasts, she sighed.  I
knew I had done the right thing!  I continued to lavish my attentions
on her mounds, licking from the tips of her nipples to the undersides
of her breasts.  She was delightfully warm and smooth.  I could have
continued like that for a very long time.

	The next stop on our tour beckoned however -- the king-sized
bed that lay just steps away.  It was clearly time to move on to the
next round.  I'm not sure now whether we walked, ran, or flew... but
moments later we were on the bedspread together.  

	I had decided that I would pleasure her first, since she had
been willing to arrange to meet me after I learned I'd be making this
trip.  I had eaten her sweet pussy so many times in my imagination
that I was practically frothing at the mouth to do it for real.  It
didn't take long for me to reach my goal.

	Off came her black leggings, revealing a pair of alluring
black panties that matched the bra I had enjoyed earlier.  I launched
an oral assault on her lower body that increased her temperature by
several more degrees -- licking down her thighs, nibbling under her
knees, moving down to her ankles and feet, then back up again.  As I
closed in on the heat between her legs, I traced the edges of her
panties with my finger, then my tongue.  Pressing my palm against her
mound for a moment, I hooked my fingers under the waistband of her
panties and pulled them off.  At last, I stared at my long-desired
prize -- her wet, pink pussy with its soft covering of light-colored
hair.  I savored the sight for a moment, then lowered my face between
her legs.  Inhaling deeply, I extended my tongue and licked it over
her lips.  Her aroma was sweet and musky... her lips warm and moist.
I liked what I saw, felt, and tasted.  This was going to be a treat!

	I don't know how long I ate her, but I could have continued
forever.  Darting my tongue in and out between her lips, licking up
and down, pressing the flat part of my tongue against her, then
sliding the tip inside her as far as I could go.  She particularly
enjoyed it when I wiggled my face back and forth, then moved up to
capture her clit between my lips as I pressed my chin against her
cunt.  Her hips thrust back and forth as I continued my assault.  

	Periodically, I stopped to look up at her.  I had to see how
she was reacting -- the look of pleasure on her face was a sight I'll
long recall.  I knew she was getting closer as she moaned and called
out in delight.  I intensified my efforts, licking and sucking her
lips between mine... pulling on them with my lips... practically
chewing on her clit.  She bucked her hips some more and, I think,
grabbed my head as I bore down on her.  As she came, I heard her cry
out between her quickening breaths.  I kept my tongue and lips pressed
against her pussy, wanting to be as close to her as possible at this
wonderful moment.  I had heard her cum many times on the phone, but of
course that could never compare to experiencing her orgasm with her --
and better yet, being the direct cause of it!

	She flopped back on the bed, her eyes a bit glassy.  I became
aware at that point that I hadn't even taken off my pants.  Ahhh, the
anticipation of things to come!  My cock was practically ready to
burst through the material.  Fortunately, she took matters into her
own hand.

	It was my turn to sigh as she ran her hand down over my chest
to my waist.  My belt was quickly unbuckled... my zipper undone.  Her
hand slipped inside to finger the soft material of my briefs.  She
seemed pleased by what she found there.  My excitement was profoundly
evident as she pulled off my slacks and then those pesky underpants.
I sighed again as my cock sprang free.  If it hadn't been for her soft
body pressing down on the bed next to me, I would have thought I was
dreaming.

	We kissed again as she took hold of my intensely hard erection
and began to finger it.  She tasted her own juices on my lips and
tongue -- an incredibly erotic moment for both of us.  Then, slowly,
she turned her body around and moved toward me.  

	As I had done, however, she took her time in pursuit of her
goal.  She licked my nipples -- a newly discovered erogenous zone for
me.  I shivered as she pointed the tip of her tongue at one and then
the other... delighting as they rose to hard peaks.  After lavishing
her attention there, she moved on and slid her soft tongue across my
stomach and into my navel.  I shuddered again.

	Then, sensing my mounting anticipation, she brought her lips
my rock-hard shaft.  I think I tensed at first, eager for the touch
for which I had waited so long.  And then, I fell back as her mouth
closed over my cock.  

	I was entranced as she went to work.  Licking the head...
sliding her tongue up and down the shaft... then opening her mouth and
taking me inside.  Heavenly is an understated description of the
feeling I experienced.  I had expected her to be good, based on the
descriptions she had whispered into my ear when we talked
long-distance.  But I was unprepared for the depth of her skill.  I
moaned in pleasure as she picked up the pace, sucking and licking me
as if she were enjoying her first meal in a very long time.  

	Up one side her tongue slid... down the other... I bucked my
hips as she took my entire cock deep into her mouth.  The feeling was
intensely pleasurable. 

As much as I enjoyed the stimulation I was receiving, I wanted her to
remain at a fever pitch.  I reached for her breasts as she sucked me,
fingering her nipples and caressing her soft mounds of flesh.  I
reached again for her moist cunt, sliding one and then two fingers
inside, then bringing a handful of her juices to my cock so she could
lick them off along with my pre-cum.

The thought of her juices made me hungry again.  I nudged her, gently,
until she got the message.  She eagerly backed around and straddled my
face, never losing contact with my throbbing cock.  We slid naturally
into that wonderful 69 configuration, with my lips and tongue going
back to work on her wet, slippery pussy.  We had reached another level
in our climb to ecstasy.  

I licked and sucked her sweet pussy for all I was worth.  I probed
into every little fold between and around her lips... slid my tongue
as deeply into her as I could... rubbed my chin up and down -- my
slight five o'clock shadow adding another sensation to her
stimulation.  I could tell she liked it by the intensity of her
licking and sucking of my rock-hard cock.  I was enveloped by her
sexiness... the incredible talents of her mouth and the sweet flow of
moisture from her cunt.  "Lord," I thought.  "It can't get much better
than this!"

I increased my pace... really wanting to make her cum this way.  The
sensation of her tongue on my cock was exquisite... I felt myself
building toward the boiling point again, but somehow I wanted more --
and I was fairly certain that she did, too.

Catching her attention -- even though I knew it would cause her to
stop licking my turgid cock -- I sputtered out the words she had been
waiting to hear....

"I want to fuck you.  Now."

Not particularly romantic, to be sure, but we weren't looking for
romance.  We were deep into pure, animal passion.  She rolled over
onto her back and spread those gorgeous legs.  I had to lick her pussy
again first -- it was too enticing to resist -- so I bent down and
passed my tongue over it a few times to make sure she was good and
wet.  I needn't have worried.

Rising up on my knees then, I scooted between her legs and looked down
at her face.  As our eyes met, hers glistened with desire.  The time
had come for us to realize the longing we both had harbored for so
long.  I pushed the head of my cock against her wet cunt.

Slowly... bit by bit... I slid my rod into her.  Her warmth enveloped
me as I moved closer... farther inside... I was tempted to shove it
into her hard, but that would have taken away from the anticipation
that had built for so long.  I continued my slow movement forward,
thrilled to find that the feeling was as magnificent as I had thought
it would be.

Leaning forward and propping myself up on my hands, I began to kiss
her again... sucking on her sweet lips, running my tongue over her
face.  So many tastes mingled by now, like a savory sexual stew.  Our
tongues danced as our bodies drew closer.  Another push, and I was
fully inside her.  At last!  Our eyes met again and we smiled.

It was clear that we were equally committed to bringing each other
pleasure and fulfilling each other's fantasies.  I fucked her in the
missionary position for a time, grinding my cock into her hard,
shuddering as I pulled back to prepare for the next stroke.  I licked
and sucked her nipples... massaged her wonderful breasts... kissed her
hard on the lips as my hips bucked back and forth.

When I slowed for a moment to adjust my stance, she looked up at me
and offered a suggestion that nearly made me cum on the spot.

"Take me in the bathroom... Fuck me bent over the counter," she said
breathlessly.  I think we flew again... off the bed and back into the
site of my earlier unveiling of her breasts.

She leaned over the counter... her nipples pressing against the cold
marble... as I moved behind her.  It took us a moment to get the angle
right, but I soon pushed my rock-solid cock back inside her slit.  The
feeling was exquisite again as I began to rock back and forth,
thrusting upward with greater and greater speed.

I pressed my palms under her breasts... shielding them from the cold
counter for a moment or two.  I kissed the back of her neck... ran my
tongue around her ear.  It was a memorable fuck -- one of the most
exciting of my life.  She was more and more turned on, too.  I could
tell by her moans and the pace of her breathing.  The intensity of my
thrusts increased.

As we both moved closer to the inevitable explosion, I felt the need
to return to the softness of the king-sized bed.  This time, I lay on
my back as she brought her sopping wet gash down to meet my pole.  As
she lowered herself onto it, I thought I would burst on the spot.  She
picked up the pace now, raising up and driving back down.  Harder and
harder, faster and faster she drove.  I could tell she was on the
brink.

I sucked and licked her nipples again, as my fingers roamed all over
her soft flesh.  She bounced up and down on me like a cowgirl riding a
bucking bronco, her curls flying... her eyes glazed.  As she moved
faster and faster, I knew she was about to go over the top.  Hearing
her low, throaty moan building deep inside, I thrust my hips back at
her to intensify the force of our coupling.  It took only a few more
strokes before she threw her head back and began to give voice to that
wonderful melody... the tune of a woman whose body is melting in an
intense orgasm.  I smiled as she came... delighted to be one of the
instruments in this symphony of passion.

She slowed her pace as she came down from the heights... I kissed her
again and held her close to me, pushing my still-hard cock into her
depths.  She realized that I had not yet cum -- a situation soon to be
remedied.

I lay back on the bed once more as she licked her way back toward my
hard, pulsing cock -- which by now was aching for release.  I wrapped
my fingers in her hair and watched intently... mesmerized as her lips
drew closer and closer to the shiny head.  She licked it, and I sighed
once more.  She treated it as if it were the rarest morsel... the
sweetest treat ever.  Licks, nibbles... her tongue darting to and fro.
She ran her tongue up one side and down the other, then around and
around.  My hips began an involuntary up-and-down motion as my passion
built to a fever pitch.  

She moved lower now, licking across my balls and down between my legs.
I was practically writhing in ecstasy, moaning my pleasure as she
continued her loving ways.  Part of me wanted to prolong this
fantastic experience forever, but I knew that I must have some release
-- just as I knew how desperately she wanted my explosion to occur.

She took me completely into her mouth then... her lips enveloping my
cock.  The suction was intense... the heat like an inferno.  I was
astounded by the amount of pleasure she delivered.  Her head bobbed up
and down, her goal drawing nearer and nearer.  I looked into her eyes
and smiled at the pleasure on her face.  Then I began to feel the
familiar twinges from deep inside me, telling me that the fantasy
we've harbored for so long was about to be completely realized.

My hips bucked, my cock throbbed.  I think I stopped breathing as the
orgasmic feeling neared the point of eruption.  Then, it happened...
My cum spurted out in a powerful stream... first deep into her mouth,
then pouring over the sides of my cock in what seemed like torrents.
She squealed with pleasure as she watched it flow, then dipped her
fingers into the fluid.  As the sticky liquid coated them, she gently
grabbed hold of my cock again and milked the remaining pearly drops
from its head.  She licked me again, tonguing it all up.  

I looked around, fully expecting to see the gods welcoming me to the
life beyond.  But my gaze was filled with her angelic figure.  I knew
I had found heaven on earth.  The rest of the afternoon just confirmed
that realization.  

The long-awaited encounter had fulfilled ( and wildly exceeded ( our
expectations.  If only she didn't live so far away.

Somehow I think that another business trip is in the cards... as soon
as possible!  Stay tuned for the encounter... part 2!




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