Meet me under the tree

ranajja

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…was what the note had said. And nothing more, except…

“Let me pleasure you tonight.”

I blushed, remembering, blushing that I had accepted the invitation/challenge, but the thrill, the anticipation and curiosity had gotten the better of me, and I could not resist. I had dressed in something short and red that showed lots of skin, with nothing else but a thong and heels—red, it was the holidays after all.

And I found myself in at the address indicated on the note. A Christmas party, lots of music, lots of undulating bodies. And there was the tree—huge and sparkly.

Grabbing a glass of champagne, I made my way closer…

[Edited by ranajja on 12-25-2000 at 12:58 AM]
 
I had taken a chance I know ...

Afterall she seemed a good bit older than me. But the sexy aire about her made me irrational.

But I had passed the note to her in a hury and never made eye contact. Not sure why I felt she would even read it.


Now there she was, I saw her step from the cab, champagne in hand, what class...
 
I had been so sure she'd not show, I had made other plans...

Another woman and was I the loser now.

Quickly I found my best friend, we'd known one another since high school.

"Riley Carter" I said, "you are not going to believe your luck tonight. See that sexy woman coming across the lawn...interested?"

She's yours for the taking.
 
Riley's mouth dropped open. He stared at the vision of beauty walking across the front lawn. All other thoughts were lost to him.
"...interested?"
Riley nodded, not sure he could talk if he wanted to. He had heard of love at first sight, but never had he heard of lust at first sight. His friend told him all about the note, and the meeting, although Riley only half heard it.
"You mean... she's mine?"
His friend nodded, and pointed to her. She was under the tree, looking around nervously. The cold night air apparent from her dress. Riley licked his lips once, and walked over to her.
He walked over to her.
"You made it," he said, his soft brown eyes looking into her passionately.



[Edited by poohlive on 12-25-2000 at 01:28 AM]
 
I sipped my champagne, nonchalant on the outside, trying vainly to feel that way on the inside, but I felt too…fluttery, tingly…almost giddy with anticipation.

I knew this was crazy, but I’d done a crazy thing, or two in my time…and I was due a good adventure…a good “dare”…

My smooth legs felt soft and smooth as I walked toward the tree. I could feel the silky material of my dress as it caressed my ass, bare except for the thong.

The thought of someone's eyes on me, watching my every move was very...titillating...

Then I heard a voice, "You made it..."
 
She looked angelic, but the thoughts racing through his head were nothing of the like. He smiled at her, taking her hand he gently kissed it.
Clasping firmly, he said not a word. Riley took her inside, and then up the stairs where his friend had told him to go. The party was in full swing now. A few men stared lovingly at the woman beside him.
"Look, but don't touch," he thought to himself as they made their way up the stairs. A million visions danced through his head, not exactly of sugarplums, but they were definitally sweet.
The third door on the right. Riley counted to three. A plain wooden door, he opened it carefully.
It was a sight to behold. Riley looked at the room, and then back at her.
"You still want to go through with this?" he asked. All the coolness he once thought he had was flung out the window. He tried to stay calm, but he felt like a virgin on prom night.
 
“You still want to go through with this?” he asked softly, and his voice sent shivers over my skin, just as the feel of his lips had done when he kissed my hand—the hand he was still holding…

He had opened the door to a bedroom—simple, stylish…and blessedly empty…

My heart beat wildly, but I looked slowly up at him, running my eyes up his frame, enjoying what I saw--and gave him a slow smile…then pulled him inside and shut the door…
 
Riley felt himself being pushed inside. His heart was beating rapidly as the door closed behind them.
There was something there. He could feel a special sort of something between them. A chemistry, that just clicked.
Riley sat down next to her on the bed. Her slender thighs crossing over each other stiffened his already growing member.
She handed him a glass of wine. He gulped it down.
The second glass he took a little bit slower. His friend had said he could make all the moves, do whateve he wanted.
This was like a dream come true, the wine suddenly kicked in, and everything felt more smooth. He put his hand on her thigh, gently moving it around in a slow circle.
Reaching over, he kissed her. A small spark, almost like a firecracker went off between them. Riley leaned back, unsure.
She put her arms around him, and pulled him towrds her. He knew he could had stopped her at any moment, but he didn't. Riley kissed her gently.
 
The kiss, soft at first and sweet as Christmas candy—the first tender, electrifying touch of lips, of tongue. I sighed inwardly, wanting the sweetness to last, yet hungering for more…

My fingers played idly with his hair as our tongues met and caressed. His kisses were soft, yet ever more demanding, and I enjoyed the feel of his lips against mine, exploring, tasting…

A slow warmth spread across my skin, tingling, and settling between my legs. Almost involuntarily, my hips moved against his, grinding slowly, promising more…
 
Somwhere deep inside Riley, he wanted more. He wanted this woman all to hinmself, lovingly and completely more.
Her hips thrust upwards. He had his hand there, but he gently slipped it under her dress.
His tongue played with hers inside their mouths. All he could feel was her. Her warm thigh as his hand moved ever so slowly up it. Her back, which tingled with anticipation. Her lips, so sot and delicate, the heat coming off of her body. All of it drove him wild. He wanted more.
His other hand reached over, and found hers. He gently placed it on his lap. Riley could feel the sensation between them.
It was the most erotic sensation he ever felt, and he wanted more.... more...
 
His soft, almost shy touches were electrifying, and I ached to feel his touch on skin that was still covered by dress. As if he could read my mind, I felt his hand slide smoothly up my thigh, under my dress. I gasped, amazed at the desire, the hunger I felt for him…

Then he gently moved my hand to his lap, and I was delighted by the hardness of him, the feel of him against his pants. I touched him, gently squeezed him, and moaned into his mouth as the heat intensified between my legs, wanting to feel him, skin to skin…
 
He could feel her tremble in his arms. They both leaned down on the bed. Breaking their lips, Riley started kissing her neck.
His hand made it up her thigh. He felt only one piece of clothing between him, and her love box. He smiled as he felt the wetness of the material. Easing it aside, he touched her outer lips.
A shiver went up her spine. Riley watched it travel through her body. She looked beautiful lying on her back like that. He kissed her neck again, carefully inserting one finger into her.
 
I inhaled sharply, hissing through my teeth, at the feel of his lips, his teeth on the tender, oh-so-sensitive skin of my neck. With each playful bite, I could feel my breasts straining against the halter top of my dress, nipples hard, jealous of the attention my neck was receiving.

I felt his hand moving slowly up my thigh, and shivered with anticipation. I moaned with delight as he smoothly, confidently caressed me through my panties, now soaked with my juices. Moaning became low and husky as he slid his finger inside me…I arched my back slightly against him, grinding against him, wanting him deeper, my skin tingling alternately hot and cold.
 
Riley nipped at her neck gently. He let his tongue roll down the soft flesh, with his teeth following in a series of pain and pleasure.
He moved with a sudden gace, putting on knee on each side of her. He was now on top, looking down at her loving body. One hand moved to her breast, lightly massaging the already hard nipple.
His finger wet with her flowing juices, Riley stuck it in further. He then backed out, and eased it in again. His palm was starting to collect a pool of her juices. This pleased him greatly.
She seemed to almost growl at his touch. His hips thrust forward almost instinctively as she did this. He was dry humping her, his hips going back and forth in a slow but steady rhythm. He used his finger to actually go inside her.
Then, his middle followed his first. He let the second touch her lips, silently telling her what he was about to do. It parted them with the slightest ease, and he pushed both gently inside her.
 
His lips, his teeth teased and bit my neck, sending shocks of pleasure as he gently repositioned his hand. I cried out softly as he gently, insistently eased a second finger inside me, slowly, rhythmically. With each gentle push, he reached ever deeper, stroking, caressing. A familiar tingle began, the flutter that builds and grows with each gentle stroke. The intensity of the anticipation, heightened by the wine, combined with his attentions, threatened to overwhelm completely…

My hands went to either side of his head, my mouth searching for his…
 
Her breathing increased. He could feel her heart beat faster, it thumped against his own chest. She grabbed his head, and pulled it up to hers. He kissed her deeply, letting his mouth devour her tongue.
His fingers began to move faster, he could feel her entire body responding to his touch. She squirmed slightly under him, thrusting her hips upwardly with a force.
Riley felt she was about to climax. His tongue danced with hers inside their mouths, cruelly playing with each other.
His third finger joined the other two. He started thrusting his hand faster, as soon as he felt her ease into the weight of the other finger. She seemed to melt into his every touch, her flesh yearning for his.
His erect penis still inside his pants proved that his flesh yearned for hers as well. His whole mind was lost to the world, only one thought clung tightly, her.
He kissed her with more force as his fingers began to search every crevice inside her.
 
He kissed me, deeper, more and more possessively. I whimpered into his mouth as he eased yet another finger between my nether lips, pleasure to the point of pain…easing out, wet and warm, then sliding, penetrating deeper, deeper…rhythmically, in…and out…

“Oh, yes…oh…please…” I broke the kiss, gasping as wave after gentle wave of pleasure washed over me. I closed my eyes as my hips matched the crests, following his hand up and down. I opened my eyes to find his brown ones, glittering with desire, and I knew this orgasm served only to whet my appetite for more of this amazing young man.
 
He held her tightly, as the orgasm ravished her body. It was all he could do. She moaned in ecstacy, her hips thrusting back and forth in his hand.
Her eyes were stared at her, he could see raw hunger in them. After all that, she was ready for more, his stiffening member inside his pants was ready for more as well. He slid his three wet fingers out of her, putting the clothing back in it's place.
He reached them over to her lips, she greedily sucked her own juices from his hand. Riley drew it back when she was done, licking it himself. It was better than he imagined.
Lowering her dress, he finally unearthed her breasts. Two pearly white globes stared back at him, with perfect brown erect nipples at the center of each.
He didn't hesitate taking one into it's mouth, carassing it's every pore. He massaged the other one with his hand. Licking his way up to the nipple, he bit it gently. Then he sucked on it, giving it loving kisses before biting it again.
His other hand was already busy unzipping his pants.
 
His every move, his every touch was fire and ice on my skin. The ministrations of his lips and tongue were divine. I watched as his tongue swirled around my nipple--licking, gently teasing. He flicked my hardened nipple with his tongue just before taking it into his mouth. I moaned as he suckled my breast, his lip curled in a slight snarl as he bit my nipple, tugging it—I gasped at the sharp sweet pain…

Ah, he was everything his note had promised…I wanted him, all of him…
 
He would trace it around with his tongue, slowly, making sure the nipple felt his hot tongue. Then, he enveloped it into his mouth, sucking on it almost too hard. Finally he would bite it, softly, but enough for her to feel his teeth on her. This tansfer of pain and pleasure was not lost to his ears, she would moan to his evey touch.
He felt her pain within him. He felt her pleasure too. It was as if his mind was inside hers, feeling everything. They were joined together.
Pulling out his erect member, he started to stroke it softly. There was no reason to rush, and he knew that.
Smiling, he moved to the other breast.
 
Oh, that smile, devilish and disarming…any remaining inhibitions melted away, and I couldn’t help but smile in return, watching as he turned to my other breast, his tongue flicking quickly back and forth, hardening it to match the other. I lightly traced my fingernails slowly down the outer round edge of my breasts. With one hand I caressed my breast as he suckled the other. My other hand travelled slowly down to my waist, my hips, scratching the top of my thigh. I was lost in the feel of his mouth, pleasure rippling over my skin in almost continuous waves. I brought my hand up to plunge into his hair, groaning at his attentions, almost dizzy with delight…

[Edited by ranajja on 12-26-2000 at 11:40 PM]
 
Her hand sent a ray of shocks through him. She seemed to force his head down more toward her. He didn't disobey. The nipple, already moist from his mouth stood up, no reached up to him. He took it inside him, tasting it, ravishing it, loving it.
After a moment's rush, Riley leaned upon his knees. She looked marvelous in the dim light. Her breasts fully aroused, her hair dancing to either side of her face. A loving smile, and her eyes, wild with hunger and lust. He couldn't help but be consumed by her. His mind, uniqueness given away to be with her.
He leaned back down, kissing her deeply.
 
A kiss, a sensuous blending of lips and tongue…oh, I could become lost in his kisses. I pushed my so sensitive nipples against him, and began to unbutton his shirt, trying to prolong the pleasure of undressing him, but needing to feel my skin against his. One by one, the buttons gave way, and I eased my hands inside his shirt, enjoying the feel of his soft skin against my fingers, as he possessed my mouth. Slowly, I eased his shirt over his shoulders, savoring the feel of his skin, tracing light circles with my nails across his shoulders and down his back.

Moaning, I pulled him to me, feeling the electricity as my breasts pressed against his skin, the warmth between my thighs becoming almost unbearable…
 
She felt warm, sensious against him. Her entire boy squirmed under him. He felt her red dress, that only covered her lower body could hardly contain the excitement of her.
He couldn't help himself anymore. Riley put his arms around her, and with one stiff grunt, he turned them both over. She was on top of him, staring with disbelieving, but still lustful eyes. He kissed her, letting his hands ease onto her breasts. They grew a mind of their own, wandering past the front to her back. Reaching around, he squeezed each of her ass cheeks, pulling her closer to him. Every time her body touched his, his mind danced with fire.
Riley reached under her dress, his hands lightly touching her flesh. Hardly containing himself, he kissed her roughly.
 
His soft, feathery touches were…maddening…sending fiery prickles across my skin and I shuddered lightly against him. My breasts felt deliciously bare against his chest as his mouth ravished mine.

With a small moan, I broke the kiss and sat up, rubbing my hands lightly over his chest, slowly to over his nipples. I felt them harden at my touch and smiled as I watched the gooseflesh spring up on his skin. As I sat up, I could feel my sensitive mound press against his hardness—it felt sooo good to rub against him. Slowly, I began to grind my mound against him as I gently pinched his nipples…



[Edited by ranajja on 12-27-2000 at 11:44 PM]
 
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