_____ I first met Ms. Stone back in September when she responded to a personal ad I had placed on Kuma. I mean, I had never really done anything like that before so I was incredibly skeptical of the whole thing. It took me days to even respond to her e-mail. At first, I was playin’ her to the left…I wasn’t really trying to meet anyone for real but since she e-mailed me I guess I sort of felt obligated to at least say hello. After all, I was the one who placed the ad, right. So, we e-mailed each other for awhile; chatted a few times and she seemed pretty cool. I mean she was funny, smart, confident and incredibly flirtatious. I loved it. For once, I met someone who could keep up with my silly ass. Still, I was pretty hesitant about the whole thing. After all, I had a great life, I was a year away from finishing up medical school, I had plenty of dates and friends so I really wasn’t looking for anything new in my life beyond friendship or sex.
_____But I don’t know..…she was different; I mean she made me feel different. I couldn’t hide from her; I couldn’t run my little game on her..she was just special. She was so cute and sweet and oh my God she was so sexy. Although we hadn’t met we just seemed to connect and when she poured her heart out to me I wanted to hold it in my hands, protect her, be her friend, be whatever she needed me to be. I wasn’t trying to be her girlfriend or wifey…nothing like that; because we both were clear that we weren’t looking for a long term committed relationship. I just wanted to make her day easier, rub her tired feet, stroke her hair until she fell asleep, you know just be really good to her. Well, as time went on we started talking on the phone..she would leave me little messages that would light up my whole day. I mailed her a birthday gift..and we made plans to meet. I couldn’t wait…I thought of her everyday. I would be in the middle of rounds at the hospital and my mind would drift to her. I wondered how her body worked, how her lips would feel against mine…I dreamed of our first night together. I had it all planned out.
_____After the whole 911 thing nobody could go inside the airport so I stood in front of my black Honda Civic waiting with anticipation. And if I don’t say so myself I was lookin’ sharp. Hair looked fly, clothes were jazzy as hell, and couldn’t nobody mess with me when I had on my full length, red leather jacket. As I stood there anticipating Ms. Stone I was so excited and nervous I did not even notice that she had rolled up on me. I was speechless (which is a rarity). She was beautiful. I mean she had this glow about her that was just incredible and a smile that could light up a room. I gave her a big hug, a kiss on the cheek, helped her with her bags and we were on our way. Since we had a long night ahead of us I thought we should probably eat something and there was this really trendy place downtown that I had wanted to try for awhile. She loved the restaurant and over dinner we laughed (she has the sexiest laugh) and talked and by the third glass of wine we were probably both a little drunk.
_____As a surprise, I had rented a room at the hotel where the restaurant was located. It was a really funky and trendy place and I spent the afternoon decorating the room with flowers, candles, and incents. The champagnes was on ice and my Michelle Ndegeocello cd was on pause, everything was perfect. At dinner Ms. Stone had become increasingly flirtatious, making promises about the night to cum and my clit was throbbing in anticipation. In the elevator we began kissing and she guided my hand to her valley where I discovered with delight that she had no panties on. She was so wet; I damn near came as she tightened her vaginal muscles around my two fingers. I wanted to take her right there but patience is a virtue. When we finally got to the room she was in awe…Everything was perfect and so our night of passion began.
_____I wanted to keep everything really special. As much as I wanted her at that moment I tried to keep cool. We kissed, drank some champagne, and I fed her cheesecake while she sat on my lap. Damn, she felt so good. Slowly, I began to kiss her. Her lips were so sweet and soft, just like rose petals after the morning dew. My tongue parted her lips and I caressed her tongue softly with mine. I gently stroked her face and her hair, trying to love her with each touch. As I stood up, I pulled her close to me as my hands slid down her back and rested on her hips pushing all of her into me. I could feel her nipples getting hard and I longed to know if the river between her legs was once again flowing. Slowly, I undressed this beautiful woman, taking my time..taking her in and then I gently laid her on our bed of roses. I heated up the massage oil and dripped it lazily across her back. Her moans were making me dizzy and I strained to control myself as my hands worked the hot oil into her skin. I don’t know if it was the way her ass moved under me, the way she moaned, or the way she gasped when my hands slid around and teasingly touched the sides of her breasts but I couldn’t take it anymore. I began to kiss her back and my baby started moving under me and moaning those low throaty moans. My whole body was aching for her.
_____As I turned her over I kissed her, not leaving one spot ignored. I moved my hands across her body and slid between her legs. I could feel the heat rising from her. As I kissed her breasts she tensed, her body begging me to explore her further but I took my time. I kneaded her breasts and swirled my tongue around each nipple while she gyrated under me, her femininity grinding into my thigh. As I worked my kisses down her body, my hands were endlessly exploring her unchartered territory. As I got to my prize I spread her open and kissed her inner thighs…teasing her. By this point she was begging, “Baby, please don’t tease me…mmmph,” Well finally, when I couldn’t take it anymore I dipped my tongue into her precious valley and savored her wine like it was the last bottle on earth. Oh my God…she tasted so good. She was as refreshing as a cool glass of water on a hot day. She moaned so loud I thought for sure the front desk was going to call. As I licked her lips and dipped my tongue into her abyss I watched as her clit puffed up at me behind her swollen lips…begging me to give it some attention. But I waited, Ms. Stone was going crazy…digging her nails into my back as her body yearned to cum…
_____Finally I flicked my tongue across her pearl making her body jump and then I went to work. I sucked her clit into my mouth and began to work it with my tongue. I kneaded it, sucked it, gently squeezed it between my lips, and then licked it with gentle fury. Ms. Stone was calling on Jesus like it was judgment day and my face was wet from all of her juices. I was in heaven…as I worked her clit I slid two fingers into her and her body began to rock like a boat caught in a violent storm. By this point I couldn’t really hear what she was saying because her thighs were wrapped so tightly around my head but I felt her. I was pumpin’ my fingers, workin’ that pussy with my tongue and then all of a sudden it happened. I felt her body tense up around me, and a wave exploded inside of her as her love came down; hot, juicy, and thick into my wanting mouth.
_____Ms. Stone was crying out in pleasure and for that one moment I felt one with her. I rode out every wave with her until her body relaxed and she lay quietly in the bed. Tenderly, I licked her clean and slid my body up next to hers so that I could hold her. I stroked her hair and rubbed her back. We laid there for awhile, listening to each other breathe. I was so damn exhausted I didn’t even care about the fact that I never came, besides we had all weekend for that. I warmed up a towel and cleaned up Ms. Stone lovingly as if my prize possession was between her legs and we lay together all night just enjoying the moment. There were no hidden agendas or expectations just peace and the sound of breathing as we drifted off into a blissful sleep.
_____That’s sounds nice doesn’t it. Well do you think that is what happened? Hell no. Hahaha, I got you with that one huh. Truth is…after all that sharing and making plans we never got together. Sometimes the pressures and reality of life can block your game worse than a case of bad breath and a jerry curl. But I digress, the reality of the situation was that Ms. Stone had a very demanding career and other priorities to take care of. At least that is what she told me. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t upset with her. I understood, hell I have my own stuff to do but I just always thought it would have turned out differently between us. But that is life ya know, sometimes you don’t get what you want. But oh well, you live and you learn I guess. She still crosses my mind from time to time, mostly in the middle of the night when the world is quiet. It is then that I allow myself to wonder if she still thinks of me and how our special night could have been.

The End

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