Home at Last
It is after 1:00 am and Michael and I are standing outside the hip eclectic bar where we have spent the last three hours socializing with colleagues. The unspoken strategy we both seemed to employ tonight was a sexy dance of moving in and out of conversations, sitting next to each other, and grasping the guiding hand of the intense sexual/spiritual energy that swirled around us. I am caught up in a haze of sexy, erotic energy.
Throughout the night, I have literally felt the energy of Michael’s passion flooding my presence. Even as we mingled with others and worked the room, I remained laser-like focused on his whereabouts…steeling glances and making eye contact that communicated what would soon read out like an addictive romance novel.
Waiting outside under a spring moon, we engage deeply in what must appear to our colleagues swarming around us as a business conversation. Yet, it is a purposeful focus on a YouTube video that Michael insists on showing me. I love his passion for music. We hang back and look down intently at his phone as others rush into cabs to get back to the hotel. Michael is holding us back and setting us up for our own private ride. It is a ride I have longed to take with Michael. My world becomes quiet and fiery…it is just Us.
We slide across the backseat of our taxi almost as one. I rest my inside leg over his as we settle into watching the YouTube video on our ride back to the hotel. I look over at Michael and gaze deeply into his eyes as the song “Hypnotized” plays…it is exactly how he makes me feel.
This moment is the first time Sienna and I were truly in one another’s intimate space. Our bodies are close with legs and arms entwined. The electricity of this moment is like a sonic boom in my soul…an echo that will sound forever.
In the taxi, we lean into each other…hands tentatively touching as we play with our phones sharing songs and videos. We seem so involved in our music and playlists but can’t seem to get anything to play. Simple tasks such as making a song selection and pressing play are beyond us. While we have been drinking, it is our sensual dance that truly has us intoxicated. Our hands rest warmly and perfectly over one another’s thighs. Sienna leans into my chest as we both laugh with nervous, playful energy. Her scent and presence fill my being and an overwhelming sensation of wholeness begins to rise within me. I feel light…my soul is illuminated.
We arrive back at hotel too quickly. I didn’t want that ride to ever end and wasn’t sure if Michael was feeling the same way. Walking towards the elevators, Michael leans in close and whispers his room number along with an invitation to have a glass of wine. I’m speechless and so nervously excited. Before I can respond, we are once again over run with people around us. The elevator opens and soon fills with the people we had spent the last several hours with socializing. My floor is the 6th and his is the 8th. I slip off at my floor and say goodnight to Michael and everyone in the elevator.
While pretending to say goodnight to Michael, I try to give him a quick glance to let him know I would see him soon…in a matter of minutes. I quickly rush to my room to freshen up. I realize I’m wearing my “everyday beige” lingerie but have no time to change and could care less. At least they were matching and sort of lacy…(okay a stretch, boring and daily). I bolt out the door toward the elevator and seconds later it was as if my body has floated up to the 8th floor. Here I am… standing outside Michael’s door…heart pounding and body shaking with excitement. I know this knock is going to open a door to a whole new world of splendor.
Based on how the night had gone, I’m very hopeful Sienna will stop by. I scramble around the room straightening things up, setting the lights, queuing the music playlist, and opening some wine. I hear a soft knock on the door and everything else in the world fades away. Opening the door, she gives me a bashful look and slips into my room. I pour us some wine and we sit on the edge of the bed making small talk like the little game she played telling me goodbye on the elevator. She has a reputation to uphold after all.
God, my heart is pounding. I’m not nervous…just trying to contain the fire burning wildly inside me. Enough of this nonsense. I lean in to kiss her and savor at last the pillowy softness of her lips…moist rose petals. I touch her face and steal a peek into her dreamy blue eyes as I inhale her scent. My own eyes are feeling hazy with passion as the world around me ignites with light and energy.
My hands are busy rubbing her perfect hips, squeezing her ass, palming her pussy and pubic bone, and up to her full breasts. Oh how I have ached for so long to touch her…to taste the sweet, elegant Sienna. I feel so wired…like I might burst into flames at any moment. I stand her up…off with the blazer…off with her shirt. I’m moving fast but take a moment to holder close from behind and consolidate the energy swirling around us.
Still in her bra, take in the feel, scent, and warmth of her newly exposed delicate skin. I leave a line of kisses across her cheek, temple, and exposed neck before turning her around and easing her back onto the bed. Time for those tight, stretchy jeans to come off. But first, those shoes.
Damn, her shoes are amazing. I have noticed them many times throughout the night…striking high heels! I actually want to leave them on (love fucking a women in her heels) but they have to go in order to remove the jeans. Goodbye sexy heels, I’ll miss you. I drop them on the floor as Sienna arches her hips to facilitate my removal of her painted on jeans. It seems surreal to be unwrapping Sienna like this…to finally this goddess naked before me. I’m not sure I have ever looked at a woman before and been more visually stimulated than I am in this moment.
Now in only her bra and panties, Sienna scoots to head of the bed…like a sexy feline that has been cornered. I pull off my shirt, step out of my shoes and go in after her. I make quick work of bra and panties. Her perfect nipples are hard and extend like erasers…so responsive to firm pressure. I am swept away by how incredible it feels to finally have Sienna in my arms after years of secretly admiring and dreaming about her from afar. How is it possible that reality is surpassing my perfect dreams?
It seems Sienna is also hungry. She pushes me over on my back. She struggles a bit with my clothing and I more than eager to help her out. There is that moment…where a woman is first exposed to my cock. She smiles at me almost as if she’s asking permission or maybe acknowledging that she is very excited about what is about to happen. It is curious. Sienna traces the length of my shaft as she seemingly inhales my manly scent. She repeats this female ritual before working my rock hard cock deep in her sweet, angelic lips. I am immensely enjoying this moment but…
We intuitively knew and played out each others fantasy in a subtle yet purposeful way. Michael maneuvers me with his strong hands and places me in the perfectly accessible position for him to part my legs and lower his chest against mine. He pushes my arms up over my head. He is being very alpha and dominant. As my arms falls back above my head, I arch my back and push my breasts upward…drawing him into my submissive state. He has been bold and strong tonight and now I belong to him…to do with me as he pleases. This is beginning of our connection to each other’s deep fantasies and a new world about to EXPLODE!
Michael seems mesmerized as he looks down and watches intently as his eager cock first enters my wet silky lips. He is met with the initial resistance of my tightness followed by my inviting and wanton thrusts. I can see, hear, and feel his excitement as my lips became fuller and gush around his hard, beautiful cock. I pull him in deeper and deeper each time we move together. His pace is rhythmic and deep with increasing tempo as he opens me up.
Sienna Flashback – I’ve been thinking about our first time and having such yummy erotic thoughts. OMGosh!!! Butterflies for me…I remember how amazing you felt as I sensed your touch against my skin. I could feel the silky wetness between my legs… Then, I felt you! Mmmm, you have such an amazing body and such a beautiful blend of strength and gentleness in the way you handled me. Ahhhh Baby! Butterflies…
I feel his strength as his hand move upward along my side and breasts as he explores my body. He firmly palms my full breasts and grazes my straining nipples as he handles me any way he desires. His fingers travel further upward to the base of my neck and then I feel his entire palm stretch across my throat. I think to myself, “Fuck, this is hot!!!”
I feel my pussy tighten around his cock as I experience his full grip on my throat. Then, he takes me deep! The pressure on my neck is intensely amazing. I breathe in as much as I can…my chest rising purposefully…wanting to present my body to him. The pressure on my throat only increases the intensity of him deeply penetrating my pussy. I experience an overwhelming sensation of being completely taken and cum so hard!
Michael’s Flashback – I remember my hesitance as the urge to place my hand around your neck came over me. I sensed you wanted it…almost presented it to me. The pressure was gradual at first and I could tell you were becoming more and more excited. Your neck was so soft, sensual, and vulnerable. I could feel your heartbeat in my hand as I gripped your neck tighter and controlled you. That level of trust is deep and magical. At the same time, your pussy was so tight and squeezing my cock perfectly! Your juices gushed and soaked my manhood as I drove deep inside you. My hand on your throat… My cock inside you… I could feel your arousal and see it in your straining perfect nipples. I wanted to take you there, to this heightened state of surrender…to the point where you lost complete control and felt owned! The contrast of how raw this was to our sensual world was disorienting yet intensely erotic. Then, I remember flipping you over on your side and driving my hard cock in your tight, little pussy and taking what is now MINE!
Michael then places me on my side and pushes my knees up to my chest. My ass and pussy are completely exposed and there for his pleasure. He kneels above me…taking a moment to look down at his hard cock and my body laying ready below for him to take as he desires. He grips his cock and guides it in, gently at first… Then, he firmly grips my outer thigh and hip as he takes control of my body and begins to fuck me sideways. Mmmm, I am flooded with the sensation that he is now my man and giving me everything I need!
I have so often fantasized about having a man that would hold me down, take control of my body, fuck me, and take what he wants. Michael has been the leading man in those fantasies…fucking me and dominating me. But, how would he handle me in real life? Would he be passive and make me take the lead? Or, would he take me and fuck me the way he wanted to. Mmmm, now I knew…he was very much in command of me and my body!
His pace quickens as his grip tightens around my thigh and ass. His thrusts, which had started out slow and deep, begin to quicken as his hips slam into mine. He is holding me down…controlling me…telling me how good my pussy feels…how sexy I look…fucking me hard…giving me exactly what I need! Michael’s hard cock is working its way so deep inside my engorged wet pussy. Fuck, it feels so intense! He is fulfilling such a deep fantasy of mine. I’m lost in it all and there is nothing I can do about it…except cum!!!
Through eyes blurred with pleasure, I continue to watch him closely as he fucks me in this same sideways position. I’ve never done it like this before but I love it! He is looking intently at my ass and I envision the sight of his beautiful, hard cock driving strongly in and out of my gushing, silky wet pussy. It is such a rush to watch this man fucking me…his deep deliberate thrusts filling me with overwhelming sensations that flood my entire body!!!!
I sense Michael is about to fill me with his orgasm and I come again on his beautiful cock! When Michael releases, I feel like I am capturing every ounce of his passion and sweet love as he cums so deeply inside me. God, I love the sensation of knowing I have Michael’s cum inside me…that he has taken me and marked his place deep in soul. I hold him in with a deep sigh of peace and tranquil acceptance.
We fall into each others arms as I snuggle in tight against his body. I feel so welcomed into his strong arms and heart. It is amazing how beautifully and naturally we fit together…intertwined at last as one. I feel such an overwhelming sense of pure, innocent love…so comfortable and so right. I want to stay in this place with him forever. Falling asleep in Michael’s arms, I feel myself drifting off into the sea of love. I have been searching for so long. Now, in Michael’s arms, I am home at last.