Seduction of the Socialite (closed)

Samael

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OOC: This is a story for myself and Lady Temptress. If any comments or questions, please PM me or her. Please enjoy.

It is a humid night in good ole' New Orleans. We native Southerners love this time of year. Always gives us reasons to hold little social gatherings. In the old days my grandma would have called these ice cream socials. But these days it is cold liquers, iced teas, and for some even drugs. I myself stay as clean as I can. Afterall, can't keep the family money flowing if my head is all foggy.

Anyhow, here I am at one of our infamous social gatherings. It is in one of the ancestrial plantation house in the middle of the richest area of New Orleans. As I stroll through the house I get the occasional odd look, it has been a while since I have appeared. Well 3 years to be exact. I have been up North working in the Computer Industry. I increased the family money farther then my parents gave me credit for. So now I am back and trolling the local scene looking for old friends and such.

As I wander through the library I see a young, very petite lady with over average size boobs, dark long hair and dark eyes, looks to be a trophy wife to someone I probably went to school with. She is in a cluster of women. As I ease my way closer, I can hear her complaining about how her husband is never home. And when he is, he is busy with work. And since there no kids, he ignores her. One of her friends calls her Charlie. After several more minutes of complaning, Charlie excuses herself to get some fresh air.

I follow as descretely as I can. She stops and talks to several people on the way. I even bump into a few people that remembers me. They give me a second look over and then keep talking. Finally, after she has been outside for several minutes, I make my way out onto the back lawn.

"A beautiful night isn't it. Not to humid, but enough to remind you that you are home." I look her over and know that I will have her, no matter what I need to do.

Charlie stares at me and wonders who I am.

"My name is Darius Lain. Recently returned from the North. And who might I have the pleasure of speaking to?"

She introduces herself as Charlene Marris. I now remember hearing of Sammy Marris marrying a local girl, but didn't know how lucky he was until now. She takes a deep breath and then gives me the good once over.

I stand a but straighter at 6'3". Shoulder length dark brown hair which is currently pulled back behind my ears. I have dark blue eyes and a nice even tan of course. I keep in shape, but nothing like an athelete. The big oddity is not only are my ears pierced, but I have a small talon piercing over my left eye at the edge of the eyebrow. Dressed in casual clothes from Paris made of silk and velvet.

"Well do I pass the inspection?"
 
Could this night get any more boring I think. Another gathering of the same old people, listening to the same old gossip. I drain my glass of champagne and reach for another from a passing waiter. Of course Sam couldn’t bother to show up as he had promised he would, calling at the last moment with a sudden business meeting that left me going to the party alone.

I leave my girl friends that I have been complaining to and go to get some fresh air, stopping along the way to plaster the fake smile on my face and converse with the other party guests that stop me on my way out. Finally I am out the double French doors and walking in the gardens. The night air is lovely, warm and just slightly humid. I breathe deeply and close my eyes wishing I was anywhere but here.

"A beautiful night isn't it. Not to humid, but enough to remind you that you are home."

I am startled out of my thoughts and look up at a very tall man with long brown hair standing next to me. He says his name is Darius Lain, his penetrating blue eyes gaze down at me and I suddenly feel very flustered at being in such close proximity of this stranger who has the looks of someone that doesn’t fit into the mold of people I normally associate with.

"Well do I pass the inspection?"

Letting out a giggle at being caught so obviously staring him I put out my hand saying, “Nice to meet you Mr. Lain, please call me Charlie and forgive me for my rudeness in starring. It’s just that I don’t normally see men who look like you at one of Barbara Burton’s parties.” He smiles down at me with amusement in his eyes as he boldly looks me up and down in my clingy black Donna Karen cocktail dress that I knew showed off my best assets, the 32 C’s to perfection.

“Well if you will excuse me I really should be getting back to my friends.” I turn to leave and Darius reaches out grabbing hold of my arm.

“Wait just a moment please.” I look up at him with curiosity and then gaze to his hand wrapped around my forearm.

“Excuse me, please let go of my arm now.”
 
Darius

I smile down at her body in her clingy black Donna Karen cocktail dress that shows off her breasts to perfection. Guessing at first glance, maybe 32 C or D. And wondering what it would take to get her nipples hard. Wondering if she would appreciate my secular taste of late.

"Well if you will excuse me I really should be getting back to my friends." She suddenly turns to leave and I reach out grabbing hold of my arm. Lost in my world of Dominace.

“Wait just a moment please.” She look up at me with curiosity and a touch of anger, then she looks to my hand wrapped around her arm.

"Excuse me, please let go of my arm now."

"I am so sorry." I release her arm quickly and step back. "I was lost in world centered around you and how to pleasure you in ways that only I could imagine. My sincere pardon and I beg forgiveness for my roughness and rudeness."

I bow slightly, sweeping my right arm before me and then looking into her eyes with my head bent down. I can see her face fill with anger and then curiousity. As I slowly rise, I take her body in again. Noticing that her nipples are slightly hard.

"Charlie, I was bad and over-heard your discussion with your girlfriends. Is Sam that ignorant to leave such a gorgeous woman alone at a party, much less your own home. If it was me, I don't think I would hardly leave at all."
 
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I flash my eyes angrily up at him and rub my arm where his hand was holding me. “Really Mr. Lain, I don’t know where you have been, but here in polite society one does not eavesdrop on someone’s private conversation. And my husband and is none of your business.”

I knew I should walk away right now but something kept me there staring into his blue eyes and moving down to his lips as he offered his apology.

“What did you mean by, how to pleasure me in ways that only I could imagine?” Oh my why in the world did I just say that, I think to myself horrified yet excited too.
 
Darius

She hesitates slightly, then says, “What did you mean by, how to pleasure me in ways that only I could imagine?”

He smiles, "Pleasures that those inside could never fathom or accept. Pleasures that will push you to extremes, and beyond. Pleasures, that the women down here in the South will not admit to. Pleasures of pain and torture. Using your body as an instrument to achieve my goals of personal pleasure."

She looks around and says.....
 
I didn’t know what to do. It was as if he had climbed into my deep secret thoughts. The things he had just said were the things I had dreamed of only in my most private of fantasies. Never would I have told Sam what I really craved. He would think I was deranged for some of the dark pleasure that danced around my mind.

I had been for awhile now surfing the net going to different BDSM sites. Reading stories, seeing pictures of people doing all manners of things, the leather, chains, whips, and so many different foreign and strange devices that I didn’t understand them but knew looking at it made my pussy wet and my heart race.

Looking around the garden and then back up to Darius I said, “What if I admit to wanting that? Then what will you do?”

My heart racing, my breath coming fast so that I could feel my breast heaving, I wait to hear what he would say.
 
"Well my Southern Belle, I would make arrangements to take you to my private lair and introduce you to the finest leather and latex made by women. I would show you the pleasures and pains of a darker world."

I hesitated and looked into her eyes. I could see a lust and yearning there, that wasn't present earlier. I smile at her, step closer and touch her arm.

"If you want to explore, then here is my card, call me anytime. I do mean anytime." I hand her my card with my personal phone and cell phone numbers on it. Then I kiss her gently on the lips and walk away.
 
I stand staring after Darius as he turns and walks away. My hand goes to my lips touching them gingerly as if they are on fire. My heart is racing and my mind is whirling in so many directions. Looking down at the card in my hand and thinking that I must get rid of this at once. But instead I slip it into my small clutch purse and turn to walk back inside the house. Trying to pull myself together and appear as if nothing has had happened in the garden with a tall, dark and mesmerizing stranger.

Being a born and bred Southern lady I plant my fake smile on my face and spent the next 20 minutes making my good-byes, feigning a headache and tear down the streets of New Orleans towards my home. Once inside the safety of my bedroom I breathe a sigh of relief and collapse onto my bed reliving every single moment in the garden with Darius Lain.

It was as if he had walked out of my fantasies and into my real life. But how could that be? I had to get a hold of myself. I was married to Sam and couldn’t get involved with such a man that could for all I know be quite dangerous or incredibly exciting.

I reach for the phone to call Sam and the only thing I get is his voice mail. That’s all I ever get anymore I think and toss the phone back onto the side table. My eyes fall on my purse. I stare it for a long time and then reach for it, opening and pulling out the card. Turning it over to stare at the numbers on the front and reaching for my phone.

Before I can even stop and think I quickly dial the number that says private and listen to the ring. Once, twice and then his voice, “Hello”

I say nothing for I don’t know how long and then I say “Hi, it’s Charlie.”
 
Sitting in my condo overlooking the gardens of the Rue Royale, I keep thinking of the socialite that I gave my card too. My heavens was she gorgeous. As my thoughts drift to the pleasures that I want to show her, my private line rings.

I simply answer, "Hello." The line is quiet, then I hear some breathing and then, "Hi, it's Charlie."

My mind whirls with the joy of hearing her voice. "Hi Charlie, it is so good to hear from you already. I honestly did not expect you to call so soon. Are you okay?"

"Yes I am Darius, you see the problem is...." I can hear her hesitation and concern, "I am tired of being alone. Sam is never here and when I call all I get is his voicemail. So I guess I just needed to hear a live voice when I called someone."

I know that she has been thinking about our meeting, but I don't want to rush her. I know that with some patience, I can take her and show her my world.

"I am so sorry to hear that Charlie. Sam must be a fool to not want to be around you. You are a beautiful creature and should be cherished, not ignored."

I pause and listen to her breathing, knowing that I have hit on exactly what her thoughts are focused on. I wait for a response...
 
"I am so sorry to hear that Charlie. Sam must be a fool to not want to be around you. You are a beautiful creature and should be cherished, not ignored."

I hesitate not knowing what to say then everything comes blurting out of me in a jumble of words and confessions. I tell Darius how I have been married to Sam now for almost five years. How in the beginning he couldn’t get enough of me and I believed we would be blissful forever. But when Sam’s father died three years ago Sam took over the family business fully and nothing has been the same since.

I told him how I feel my only purpose is to look beautiful for when Sam wanted to have me on display. Make sure his home was kept in perfect running order and to do nothing that would bring embarrassment upon the family name.

“I have no idea why I am telling you all this. I don’t normally tell strangers about my marital problems.”

Darius reassures me that everything I say is between us and that it is good for me to unburden myself and a stranger is sometimes the best person to do that with.

“Yes, but I don’t even know you at all and I don’t know why I would call you except that I have…..” My words trail off not knowing what I am trying to say. Only knowing that I am feeling a longing that is hard to put into words even if I knew what I wanted to say.

“I better go now”

“Wait!” Darius says

I wait pressing the phone to my ear, my heart beating wondering what he will say next.
 
“Yes, but I don’t even know you at all and I don’t know why I would call you except that I have…..” Her words trailed off.

“I better go now”

“Wait!” I say, "You don't need to be afraid. Look Charlie it sounds to me like you are not happy. You want to stay with Sam, but you also desire attention. Well, if attention is what you want, I will be more than happy to comply. It will be totally discreet, no one will know. And when we do see each other in public, we will react as though there is nothing happening. Does any of this sound at all appealing to you?"

I wait for her reply, for some reason needing her to say yes. This is ridiculous, I know that there would be nothing more than just sex between us, but I want to bring into my world so badly.

"Well Charlie, how does it sound?"
 
"Well Charlie, how does it sound?"

I put the phone down on the bed for a moment and then put it back to my ear. I can literally feel myself being pulled in two different directions as if I was the rope in a tug-of-war competition. Part of me wanting to just hang up and continue being the proper Southern woman that Sam and everyone else expected me to be, the other part of me wanting to run to Darius now and be taken into his world of dark passion and erotic pleasures.

Before I even knew I had decided, I say into the phone, “Yes….. Yes Darius, I like the sound of that.” Having said the words I feel strangely calm and knew this is what I had been wanting to do for a long time and I had just been delivered the perfect man to do it. Or at least I hoped he was. I knew this was a big gamble but living life like I had been was slowly killing me.

“Charlie, when can we meet again? I need to see you, to touch to taste you.”

His words burn into me making my heart beat faster. “Promise me Darius that you are for real, that I am not making the biggest mistake in my life.”

“I promise Charlie you will never regret being with me. I will bring you into my world and show you delights you have only dreamed about and some you never even new existed.”

“I’m afraid Darius.”

“I know Babe, but you have to trust me. I know you want to. We had a bond from the moment we laid eyes on each other. Don’t let fear stop what you know in your heart is meant to be.”

“Ok Darius I will meet you again. Sam is leaving Friday morning for a business trip to Europe, he will be gone for a least two weeks. I had wanted to go with him but he felt I would just be bored.” It is clear by the bitterness in my voice how I feel about that.

“Good that will give us plenty of time then to do what we want. I assume you can get yourself out of any obligations you may have. I want to see you Friday early afternoon. We can meet somewhere for lunch first so you can feel comfortable.”

“OK, there is a hotel called the La Chatelaine on Iberville Street. Do you know it?” Darius says he does. “Good, it’s quiet from what I hear and very discreet, we can meet there for lunch and…..” My words trail off and Darius finishes. “And if we want to we can book a room there and become better acquainted?”

“Yes,” I whisper into the phone.

“I will want you at my home Charlie but I am willing to wait until you know you can trust me.”

We say our good-byes, both promising to meet at the hotel on Friday at 1:00pm. I get up and drop my clothes on the floor and walk naked into the bathroom to take a shower and think of what I have done and what I might be doing soon with the tall, handsome Darius.
 
"I will want you at my home Charlie but I am willing to wait until you know you can trust me."

I hang up the phone and smile. Such a beauty as Charlie, how could Sam treat her this way. I pick up my phone and call my personal assistant, "Hi Jeanine, I need you to make reservations for me and a guest at La Chatelaine on Iberville Street for Friday. We will eat at 1:00pm and then need a suite for business discussions. Make sure that bedroom is fully stocked, my guest may need use of it for the night. And put the charges in my personal account please. This is business, but not a business expense. Thank you Jeanine."

As I hang up with my assistant, I undress and decide to takea bath to relax and wait for Friday to arrive. The pleasant thoughts going through my mind is enough to excite me as I take things into my hands to complete.

Friday morning.....

I pack up a small bag filled with a change of clothes, a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, a ball gag, ankle restraints, and some silk rope. I also grab a few various toys. If worse come to worse, I bring it all back unused. My limo is outside waiting for me. I take care of a few errands and then make my way to La Chatelaine. As I arrive I am greeted by the doorman and my bag is taken along with the two extra bags from my errands. I sign in at the desk and look at my watch, I have an hour and a half before Charlie arrives. I go to the suite and prepare it for our arrival.

I place several scented candles around the room and in the bedroom. In the bathroom I place more candles, some bath salts, and various toiletries. Making sure all is as I want it, I place the rope, restraints, and gag in the table next to the bed. In the other room I place the blindfold. I leave the toys in the bag and remove the change of clothes. Once all is complete, I decend to the restaurant and await the arrival of Charlie.
 
The last couple of days had been a blur for me. My mind almost completely consumed by Darius. I had gone back and forth with the idea of canceling, even picking up the phone countless times but I couldn’t bring myself to ever dial his number.

Friday morning came and Sam left on his trip with a quick peck to my lips and a “Have fun while I’m gone darling, I am sure you have all kinds of plans to keep you busy while I am away.”

Not that he cared one bit for my plans he just didn’t want me to interfere with his. Well that wouldn’t be a problem I thought to myself as I dash upstairs to my bedroom to make myself ready for my luncheon. Giggling at the knowledge that today was just no ordinary luncheon at all but the beginning of what I hoped would be a very satisfying relationship.

I spent the next two hours getting ready. I put on my new red lace demi bra and matching lace panties then slipped into the red floral summer dress that showed off my cleavage nicely without being to flashy. It was very feminine and floated around my thighs as I walked. Letting my hair hang down my back and my make-up done just right I slipped on the red high-heeled sandals grabbed my purse and headed out the door.

I drove to the La Chatelaine trying not to think about what I was doing or what I might be doing later. I got out of my car handing the keys to the valet and walked into the hotel. The doorman pointed me into the direction of the restaurant. Smoothing down my dress and taking a deep breath I walked into the room. There is the corner I saw him.

Darius was even more handsome then I remembered and even more dangerous looking. As the waiter walked me to the table he stood up and waited for me never once taking his eyes off of mine. He thanked the waiter and pulled out my chair himself. Looking up at him and thinking how tall and imposing a man he was against my own tiny frame. Although I felt no fear at all being so close to him.

“It’s so good to see you again Charlie, you look ravishing.” I thank him and sit down. Darius sits across from me and reaches across the table to touch my hand.

“I know you’re nervous and also excited. Your eyes give away what you are feeling you know? Don’t be nervous. I promise I plan to take very good care of you. Now let’s get something to eat and get to know each other.”

With that he picked up the menu and began looking it over, stopping to smile at me as if we were just a normal couple. I took a sip of my wine that had been poured and felt myself relax.
 
"It's so good to see you again Charlie, you look ravishing." She thank me and sits down. I sits across from her and reach across the table to touch her beautiful hand.

"I know you're nervous and also excited. Your eyes give away what you are feeling you know? Don't be nervous. I promise I plan to take very good care of you. Now let's get something to eat and get to know each other."

As she sips at the wine I can see her body slowly relax. We alk about our lives and what keeps us focused and why. I tell her about my time up North and why I eventually felt the call to return home. She tells me about Sam and how everything was great at first, then tapered to where she is now.

Lunch arrives and we talk while eating. Casual like friends getting reacquintainted. Then I push my foot against her leg and slowly slide it up her inner leg, past her knee and resting between her thighs. She looks at me and I can see the awe in her eyes as well as something else.....
 
Lunch was lovely, going much smoother then I had thought it would. For all his dark and foreboding ways he was really very easy to talk to and a wonderful listener. I felt myself becoming very relaxed in his presence with the wine helping with that also.

As I took a bite I felt his leg moving slowly and seductively up my bare leg and moving to rest between my thighs. Licking my lips and trying not to show my shock or my arousal I sat there motionless for a few moments. I could feel his toes lightly caressing my thigh and a shiver ran through my body sending its heat to the triangle between my legs.

I don’t know if it was the wine or the man, probably both but I felt myself slightly sliding down in my chair until his foot was nestled against my panties. Looking up to see him watching me with a slight smile on his face. He pressed a little harder against me and I briefly closed my eyes as the sensation of pleasure went through me.

“I think it’s time to get the check and go up to our room. Wouldn’t you agree Charlie?”

“Yes Darius,” I whisper
 
I waved the waiter down and asked for our check. As you pushed slightly against my foot, I pressed it firmly against your silk clad pussy. I could feel the warthm already starting to build up. As the waiter set the check down, I grab it and placed one of my numerous cards in the holder. As the waiter stepped away, I slide my foot down so that my toes could wiggle across her increaingly hard clit.

The waiter returned and I signed the bil and pulled my foot away and slipped it back into the loafers I had on. I stood and reached out for Charlie. As she stood and got her balance, I leaned in I can't to get you into the room. Your pussy is already hot and wet and your clit is getting bigger." I lead her to the stairs, she looked alright, just looking for her things. A bellhop walks by and she asks him where her bags are? The bellhop simply states in your room.

I guide you into the elevator and up to our suite. As we get inside the elevator, I press you against the wall and start to kiss you furiously, my hands gliding all over your body, touching as much as I can once it gets started. My hands slide down your back to your luscious ass and gently I slap each cheek.
 
I don’t say a word as we move through the restaurant, the lobby and into the elevator. I am so aware of you and how you make my body feel that when you press me against the wall and begin kissing and touching me I respond with a fervor that takes my breath away and makes my knees go weak.

You’re so tall that I have to stand on my toes as you bend down to ravish my lips. Your large hands gliding over my ass and pulling me closer sends a thrill through my body and when I feel you slap my cheeks I giggle with the anticipation of what is to come.

The elevator doors open and you break the kiss, putting your arms around me we walk to the room. I stare for a moment at the door knowing that this is it. There is no turning back once we are in there alone. I look up at you and can see understanding in your eyes.

“Trust me Charlie,” you open the door and we walk inside. It’s a lovely room with subtle décor of pastels of blue, greens and beiges. I see the candles that are throughout the space and smell the delicate aroma emitting from them. You sit down my bag and turn to me.

“You are such a beautiful woman and I have thought of this moment since I first laid eyes on you. This is our time Charlie and I don’t want you to think about anything but us and the passion we are going to share.”

“Darius please kiss me again,” I whisper.

You take me into your arms and bring your lips down to mine and I am feel myself sinking into you, pressing my body to yours and surrendering totally to you and this moment. I am yours, body and mind.
 
"You are such a beautiful woman and I have thought of this moment since I first laid eyes on you. This is our time Charlie and I don’t want you to think about anything but us and the passion we are going to share."

"Darius please kiss me again," She whispers to me.

I gently lean down and envelope her lips in mine. Tasting her lips, sucking on them gently. Again my hands wander over her luscious body, to rest at her breasts. As I masage your breasts, I can feel your hearbeat racing. As your breath and anticipation increase.

I then guide you to the bedroom and sit you on the bed. I walk around and close all the elegant drapes and start to light the candles. As the soft glow fills the room, I slowly walk back to you. My eyes roaming all over your body and noticing how your nipples are hard and your legs are pushed together still.

I drop to my knees before you, place my hands on your knees and slowly spread them apart. I move in between them and kiss you again. Slowly, softly, my breath whispering across your lips before touching. My hands now on your inner thighs, feeling the real silk stockings that encase your legs and moaning slightly into your mouth.

Then I start to kiss all over your gorgeous face, small gentle kisses. You moan as my hands start to maassage your inner thighs, squeezing and kneading your muscles. My hands move up and down your thighs, getting close your apex, but not touching it.

I kiss your eyes and feel your eyelids fluttering with the tickle of my moustache and goatee. Then I kiss over to your left ear and to kiss and lick it. Twirling my tongue around it, then gently nipping your earlobe as my mouth slides down to your neck.

I kiss all over your neck until I touch the soft fabric of your designer dress. I lift my head and look into your eyes. "Are you ready my sweet?"
 
"Are you ready my sweet?"


I look into your eyes; they are filled with tenderness and passion. I can feel my heart beating so hard in my chest. Never have I been kissed with such longing and promise.

“Yes Darius, I am ready,” I whisper to you.

You stand me up to my feet and reach behind me to undo the zipper at the back of my dress. Gently pushing down one shoulder strap then the other, the dress falls to in a puddle at my feet. You gaze down at me just in bra, stockings and lacy panties. Your hands gently running down my arms, hands, to my ass and up my back where you unclasp the bra and pull it down letting it fall to the floor with the dress.

Your eyes ravish my firm, large breast. Your hands reaching out to cup them in your palms feeling the weight of them, thumbs running over my hardening nipples. My eyes close as your head swoops down to lift one nipple to your mouth where you gently kiss and suck on it.

Pulling away from my nipple you guide me back to the bed and lay me down. Hovering over me at first and then sinking down unto the bed next to me you pull me over unto you with your big strong arms. With one arm around my back the other comes to hold the back of my head as you pull me to you for a long deep kiss. Your mouth ravishing mine, your hands exploring my flesh. I feel my body responding as your hands cup my ass cheeks pulling me harder till I feel your hard-on pressing into me. I moan and run my hands through your hair, onto your face. My tongue now probing your mouth as yours does the same to mine. My legs open and I move to fit your muscular thigh between them. My body moving on its own, grinding lightly onto you.
 
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Feeling your body on top of mine is divine. Your weight perfectly balanced upon my thigh as I press up into your grinding. I suck your tongue into my mouth and gently bite the tip. As you pull back slightly, my hands grab your ass and start to lift you up and down on my thigh.

Not able to withstand anymore, you pull yourself from me and start to unbutton my shirt and pants. You can feel the heat rise from my hardness. Your hand slides under my pants for a brief moment and feel my hard cock. You then start to kiss my chest through my open shirt. Loving the feel of your mouth upon my flesh, I push my chest to you so you can taste more of it.

Your hands retrun to my crotch and start to stroke my hard cock. My hands are all over your body and then rest at your firm breasts. My hands glide over your smooth flesh, weighing, kneading, massaging them. Watching your nipples harden as my slides close to them, then moves away just as quickly.

Your breath catches as I finally take a nipple into each hand and gently roll them between finger and thumb. Pulling so softly you don't notice. Then I push you back and pull your chest to my face. I cover each breast with kisses and tiny licks until I reach the nipple and then suck it into my mouth. As I lavish your nipples with powerful tongue strokes and lots of suction, your hand continues to pump and stroke my cock.
 
I am lost to the feelings of his hands and mouth on my body. Darius’s hands are so large upon my tiny frame yet so gentle he is that I only feel desire for him. Like a woman possessed I can’t touch, kiss or stroke him enough.

His mouth on my nipples feels so good. My eyes close as his tongue licks, sucks and pulls gently on the hard buds of my breast. My small hand is wrapped around his hard cock pumping it in smooth strokes. I love the feel of his excitement against me, his hot breath on my breast and his cock in my hands.

“Oh, yes Darius,” I whisper to him as I grind my pussy down onto his leg feeling my juices running out as the tension grows with his leg pressing back against my sex.

Darius pulls away from my nipples and looks into my eyes, “I want your mouth on my cock, Charlie.

“Yes, Darius.” I slide down his leg keeping my pussy against him and come to his cock. Holding him at the base making his cock very ridged I run my wet tongue over the head until it glistens with my saliva. Darius moans and strokes my head gently but letting me go at my own pace.

I open wide and take him into my mouth. Holding him there for a moment then moving slowly down his shaft until I have as much of him as I can get. Back up I go slowly, swirling my tongue over the head again. I pick up the pace; my head begins bobbing up and down his swollen cock that pulses and jerks in my mouth. Darius is moaning softly as I continue sucking and licking, my one hand going to caress his balls.

I love having him inside my mouth. My pussy continues to grind on his lower leg. Darius suddenly pulls me up in one motion back up his body until our lips are so close I can feel his breath on my face.

“Charlie this is only the beginning for us.” He brings his lips to mine and kisses me long and passionately.
 
As Charlie sucks my cock into her mouth, I try to not force it into her or make her gag. I want her to enjoy this for as long as I can before I start to really take over. Her mouth and hands feel exquisite on me and finally I can't take it any longer.

"Charlie this is only the beginning for us." I bring her lips to mine and kiss her long and passionately.

As we kiss my hands roam all over her body once again. Stopping at her firm tits, I take a nipple into each hand and start to stroke and massage and pinch them. Her moans fill my mouth and she pushes her chest into my hands, her pelvis pushing against my leg.

I break the kiss, look into her eyes and see the lust and passion and yearning in them. I guide her to the bed and ask, "Do you trust me now to not hurt you but pleasure you?"
 
"Do you trust me now to not hurt you but pleasure you?"

I feel myself trembling at his words. Not from fear but with a passion that is almost overwhelming for me. I stare into his eyes, seeing the lust and desire in them. I also see a tenderness that causes any shred of doubt I might have had to flee once and for all.

Reaching up to stroke his cheek I whisper to him, “Yes Darius, I trust you. Do with me what you will.”

With a low deep moan he again brings me to him, wrapping his arms around me tightly and kissing me long and deeply until I am quivering with a desire. Darius breaks away from my mouth and in one smooth motion flips me unto my back and straddles me. He takes my arms and brings them over my head holding them tightly with just one of his big, strong hands. The other hand he moves down my body, squeezing my breast, caressing my stomach and stopping to rest against my pussy.

His eyes never leaving mine he runs a finger along my moist slit and rubs the swollen nub making me gasp in pleasure as my stomach convulses to the sensations. Faster he rubs it and I close my eyes. “Look at me Charlie,” you say in such a commanding voice that my eyes fly open to look at you. “Good girl, I want to watch the lust filling your eyes Charlie. I want to see in your eyes the passion as I make you cum right now.”

With that you plunges two fingers into my tight, wet pussy and begins finger fucking me hard and fast. I cry out and arch my back, trying to pull my hands free only to have you hold them tighter in your hand. “That’s it Charlie, cum for me now.”

I am gone now to the sensations of my orgasm washing over me. My eyes glued to his, my mouth open with my breath coming hard and fast. I try to tighten my thighs over your hand but you won’t let me. I cum so hard, the sounds of my juices loud in the room as your fingers continue their assault on my pussy.

As the intense feelings subside his fingers come out of me and he falls to lie at my side pulling me into his arms and kissing me again.

“You are so beautiful when you cum Charlie. I plan to make you cum over and over again. You are mine now and you will do whatever I want you to, won’t you Charlie?”

“Yes Darius, whatever you want,” my hands begin roaming his body wanting him in a way I have never wanted anything else in my life.
 
Charlie's orgasm and submission to me confirms that she is the right choice. Her soft hands gliding over my body feels so subtle it takes me a minute to confirm that she is touching me. Then she wraps her delicate hand around my large cock and squeezes it hard and then starts to stroke it.

I roll onto my back and pull you with me. Your hand still holding firmly to my cock. I feel your tits on my chest and the nipples harden more with your excitement. I press a leg up between yours and feel how wet you are.

You moan as I make contact with your hot, wet pussy. Your juices cover my leg throughly. As you stroke my cock against you, you push the head against your body to feel my juices ooze out. Your soft skin becomes sticky with my juices and I press my leg harder against your pussy. Your clit becomes more engorged as your excitement builds more.

Your hand is flying over my cock now. Sliding up and down, using my juices when you can. Then you slide down until your chest is over my cock and you rub it all over your incredible tits and hard nipples. Our moans fill the room as you push a nipple into my piss hole. My hands now guide your mouth to my cock and then take it in slowly.

My leg now pressing hard against your pussy and clit. As you release a loud moan, I press my cock all the way into your mouth. Easily, you take all that I give, and barely gag when I stop at the back of your throat....
 
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