Erotica – No Reservations
There’s something about a full moon that really speaks to our wild side. And XXXBlackBook member annieo taps into that hunger in this week’s erotica pick.
[part one: the seduction]
You are waiting for a table at a crowded restaurant, even though you made a reservation, they overbooked and you’re none too pleased about the situation… and your date is even less impressed, fidgeting and glaring every time another party is called for their table. I see you from across the lounge as I sit at the bar with my man, sipping on a cocktail and enjoying fun conversation with the people next to us. I nudge him, nodding towards you and tell him that I want to see if I can change your mood. He smiles, knowing that if you take the bait your present irritation will soon be forgotten. I slip off the bar stool and stand in the aisle directly in range of your sight and stretch my arm back sensually rubbing my neck and letting my fingers run through the back of my hair. When I know I have caught your attention I lean over to my handsome man, bending my voluptuous backside towards you while I give him a soft kiss and whisper into his ear that I’ll see him a bit later.
As I make my way through the busy lounge, a group of business men standing near you and your lady are in animated storytelling mode. One of them steps back and bumps into me right as I’m walking behind them, knocking my purse from under my arm and it falls open on the ground. Amazingly enough, the only thing that manages to escape is my lipstick, which conveniently rolls right at your feet. I bend over to pick up my purse, exposing my porcelain-skinned décolletage to your appreciative eyes and you reach down to retrieve my lipstick and gentlemanly stand up to hand it back to me.
“Thank you so much,” I tell you, as I open the tube and smear a bit of the dark pink color onto my lips. I then breathe softly, “This is my favorite shade, I bet it would look nice on that big dick of yours.” Your companion can’t hear my words over all the noisy conversation around us, but her stare is piercing and cold… and doesn’t phase me one bit. You have sat back down next to her, and I give a friendly smile to the pair of you and say, “It’s so crowded and stuffy in here, I just need to get outside for some fresh air. I hope your table is ready soon.” Then looking you straight in the eye, I add, “Thanks again for finding my lipstick,” and turning toward the door, I lick my lips teasingly and close them in a soft puckered air kiss. You are genuinely aroused, that big thick cock swelling tightly in your pants. You’re at a loss for how to handle this circumstance with grace and chivalry. Although the woman you’re with is not a serious affair, you’re not the kind of guy to leave a lady in the dust to chase after another filly, no matter how badly the evening is going.
You tell your date that you’re going to go talk to the maître’d and see how quickly he plans to resolve this matter of contrived reservations. She’s already inconsolably put off at this point, orders another glass of Chardonnay and rolls her eyes as if to say, “Whatever. I know you’re going to check out that flirty bitch…just go!” As you walk from the lounge into the central foyer, you see me walking out from the ladies’ room. I’m not your usual type and you are intrigued by your strong attraction to me. I’m a large woman, not a tight, sexy little vixen that you’re normally drawn to, but I have a distinctively unique style and am undeniably attractive. From my pretty face to my soft sensuous curves, there is an air of sexual confidence about me that knocks you over and leaves you wanting more – and more that I’ve got. I come over next to you and lean into your ear to tell you that I’ll be waiting in the little park across from the restaurant if you’d like to join me under the moonlight for awhile. I lick your neck softly with the tip my tongue and give your earlobe a playful nibble before I walk away, my ample hips swaying seductively beneath the flowing silk of my dress. You watch longingly as I disappear into the night and go over to the maître’d and ask if he would call a cab for the lady sitting at the table alone just inside the door of the bar, and you leave to follow the pheromone trail I’ve left for you.
[part two: the satisfaction]
As you cross the street and follow the walkway into a small park on the square, you are amazed at how brightly lit this garden oasis is for this time of night. You see me right away standing next to the fountain, holding my hands under a cascading stream of water, letting soft giggles of sensual pleasure escape my lips. Walking up behind me, you press your body firmly into my backside and cover my eyes with your hands, whispering into my ear “Guess who?” I turn around toward you, my water soaked hands grabbing the shoulders of your well tailored suit and looking you straight in the eye and reply, “A man whose evening is suddenly starting to improve!”
I give you a sly wink and toss my head back with a laugh, then envelop you into a tight embrace, blowing softly into your ear and flicking it with the very tip of my tongue. You pull me so close I can feel your rock hard cock pressing up into my belly and I suddenly realize how big, how long that dick really is. My eyes light up and we kiss each other with raw, passionate force, our mouths and tongues sliding all over with no concern of propriety. I take your hand and lead you over to a shadowy corner off the central path through the park. You comment on how brightly lit everything seems and I nod up toward the sky towards the full moon overhead. You laugh and let out a low howl saying, “No wonder I’m like a hungry wolf tonight. I was waiting around all that time for the wrong kind of dinner!” I smile and lower the top of my dress to reveal my breasts, barely hidden beneath a sheer pink bra. You back me against a sturdy oak tree and bury your face in my cleavage, reaching behind to find the clasp then just pulling at the flimsy garment, tearing it easily away from my body. You take both breasts in your hands and squeeze them firmly while running your tongue back and forth between my nipples, sucking, kissing, licking and taking as much of them into your mouth as you can. My soft moans start to increase in volume the more fervently you fondle my tits and I suddenly remember we’re in a public place, though there aren’t many people around and those who are appear to be there for the romantic atmosphere of the evening.
I suggest that we move to the stone bench which is partially hidden by a low hedge and still in the shadow of the oak tree. I unzip your trousers and let them slide off your hips. Your briefs are stretched tightly by your enormous hard on, and soon join your pants down around your ankles. I lean you back flat on the bench so your cock is standing up straight and I grip you firmly with one hand at the base while my mouth greets your head with a soft open mouth kiss. Moving my tongue all around the rim and popping that head in and out with my lips, I start to go down on you slowly, stroking the lower length of that long cock so lightly it gives you goose bumps all over your body. I’ve sucked some big dicks before, but yours is by far the biggest challenge I’ve encountered… and I don’t hesitate to give it everything I’ve got.
I slowly take you in as deep as I can manage, your head soon colliding with the back of my throat with more left to go. I close my mouth tightly on all that I’ve taken so far and begin to suck on you hard, letting my tongue dance around inside. I move up slowly to the tip again and then slide down firmly with purpose, back and forth until each down stroke takes you deeper into my throat. The grip I kept on the base of your dick is now just my forefinger and thumb grasping and pressing down tight. My other hand is rubbing your balls between soft tickles and gentle squeezes and I continue to pump that huge cock up and down into my mouth. You are out of your mind crazy with how good this feels, your ass pressed into the cool stone bench, with the full moonlight illuminating the entire park around us and my soft, velvet lips wrapped hard around your big dick, blasting it in and out like a jack hammer, then easing up to suck you more slowly, blowing my warm breath on you as I slip my mouth and my tongue all around every which way, however I move always keeping myself moving all over your hard, throbbing pole.
You tell me that you want to feel the inside of my pussy before you cum, and though I was getting off on going down on you, I have to admit I want to feel the size of you fill my cunt. So I sit on one end of the bench and raise up my silk dress to expose my wet pussy, ready to be fucked by your big cock. You stand between my legs, leaning into me as your dick slides on in the soft folds of my hot pussy cushioning your entry and we both let out a gasp at the sensation it brings. You’ve managed to go deep but I still want to take you all, so I wrap my legs around your hips and we hold each other tightly as we rock slowly together on the edge of the bench. Soon I have your entire length inside of me and I swear you are so long and hard that I can almost feel the head of your cock at the back of my throat from the other direction! I start to squeeze you tightly with my interior muscles and you fuck me harder and faster with every stroke. We ease back a bit into a nice rhythm, to prolong the pleasure we’re both experiencing. I arch my body back a bit so that you can suck on my tits some more while we screw. I reach down and start stroking my clit while your cock keeps pounding into my cunt. My clit is already swollen and stimulated by all the friction going on down there and it’s not long before I’m convulsing into orgasm – I grab your face and look you in the eyes and tell you “Baby, hold on to yourself and just enjoy the way this feels – I have other plans to make you cum for me.” The orgasmic sensations started by my clit quickly moves deep into my pussy, the inner walls contracting wildly and I bury my screams of ecstasy into your shoulder, to keep from drawing too much attention to what’s going on over here in the shadows.
Your cock is throbbing hard and furious from the grip my pussy has on you, so I ask you to withdraw from me and as you do, still standing before me at the end of the bench, I move up to greet your dick once more with my mouth. It’s slippery wet with my juices and that lubrication creates a marvellous sensation for both of us as my lips wrap around you and slide back and forth along your cock, taking you (nearly) all in and out. My arms wrapped around your lower torso squeezing your ass and pulling you into me, fucking my mouth and throat deeply. You suddenly start to shake and shudder and tell me “Baby, I’ve got to let it go, are you ready for me now?” and I answer by picking up the pace with my strokes and adding as much suction and tongue action as I can muster. Then you lean your head back, looking up towards the full moon and cry out with a howl, “aaawoooooooooo, oh babe you are driving this wolf wild, here I cum!!!” Your body jerks and quivers as I keep stroking and pulling you in with my mouth – your creamy load shooting straight down my throat as I swallow and suck, drinking down every drop of your salty sweetness. As you regain your senses, I softly move my tongue all along the length of your satisfied cock, kissing it lightly and then releasing you from my mouth I stand up, pressing against your body in a warm embrace, kissing your neck and finally your mouth tenderly in silent thanks for this wonderful moonlit evening in the park.
We tuck ourselves back into our clothing and step out of the shadows walking hand in hand towards the main path. I smile as I see my man over at the fountain, shoes off and pant legs rolled up, splashing and dancing around in the water. As we approach closer to him, I kick off my shoes ask if you would like to join us for a dance or two? You politely decline the offer but nod towards my fellow and tell him what a fabulous lady he has. He gives you a knowing wink and reaches his hand out to shake yours and thanks you for taking good care of me tonight. I give you a big kiss on the cheek before jumping into the fountain with a splash, quickly soaking the thin silk of my dress so it clings all over my body, and you laugh and turn down the path towards the street, searching for your valet ticket in your suit pocket, looking back over your shoulder to see us dancing a wet, crazy tango in the middle of the fountain under the moon light.
