by
D. Tobereal
6 PM Saturday Evening:
Big city traffic jams are a pain, I hate being stuck in one and I cannot wait
to reach my destination....
{20 minutes later}..."Well it's about time you get here, the food's already
on the grill." When she's not being fecicious, she's really sweet. "Nice to
see you too Princess," I respond. Then she gives me that smile, making me
weak in the knees, "I'm just jokin Deb, can I have a hug?" We greet each
other (as usual) with a smile, a big hug and a sigh of relief that I've
arrived safely. "Let me go make sure everything's okay" she runs out back
while I fall into a familiar routine, making my way upstairs to unload my
baggages. The smell of scented candles fill the air, and as always her
townhouse is uniquely decorated. Some rooms reflect her soft and sensuous
side (the living room and dinning area) while other rooms reflect her "living
on the edge" side (both bedrooms). However, a common theme felt throught the
whole place, no matter which room you're in...is the feeling of love, warmth
and life.
In the middle of unpacking, I happen to glance out the window and am stunned
by such a panoramic view. Princess looks too d*mn good for words. She's
wearing a gold and black chiffon dress and standing under the glow of soft
lights against the backdrop of a moonlit bluegreen lake, surrounded by
various types of beautiful trees. At this moment I consider myself to be very
blessed to have her in my life. She is my special friend, I love her
dearly..."Debbie where are you at?"....and she's impatient when she's ready
to eat. After hurrying to freshen up, I head outside to finish grilling.
Serenaded by smooth jazz, we chow down on steaks, fresh corn on the cobb and
a garden salad. Often times, oblivious to others around us, we thoroughly
enjoy each other's company. Luckily, tonight there is no one else around...
just me, her, a moonlit lake and the picnic table. A few hours pass and we
realize it's getting late, time to clear away leftovers and clean up. We get
the job done in a timely fashion so that we can get back to "chattin."
Princess insists that we take a walk by the lake. She says that it was part of the appeal when
considering where she wanted to live. I can't help noticing her beautiful
skin, her eyes and the way she looks standing by the lake. Her vuloptuous
breasts and hips are accented by that dress, fitting her to perfection. Her
hair is soft brown with just a touch of highlight and her lips say "KISS ME."
Under a starfilled sky she leads me to the waters edge, we see our
reflection. Music fills the air as we walk and talk. Then gazing into my eyes
she ponders this question "shall I tell you my fantasy Debbie?" Uncertain as
to how I should answer her, I take a gentle deep breath before responding
"only if you want to Princess, only if you trust me enough." Without
hesitation she replies.."What are talking about woman? You know I trust you
Deb...if I didn't, you wouldn't be staying in my house. I love men and you
love women. Just having you here opens me up to all kinds of scrutiny from
others. But I trust you Deb." "okay princess....then tell me." Now blushing,
she turns beet red "oh my goodness...okay ...I wonder what it would be like
to make love outside under the stars by this lake. Wow!! that's some
fantasy..." But princess what happens if you and your partner are caught?"
"Deb you know I love romance and I love taking risks. It's just a matter of
timing." I'm thinking, it's also a matter of going to jail if anybody sees
you! Yet, it does sound romantic and the right partner could make it happen
if Princess would only let ME! *s*
We both smile and gaze up to the sky. "You're not saying anything Deb, what's
going thru your mind?" She should learn to leave well enough alone. "Deb,
what are you thinking? I'll never tell..."Deb, do you...do you wanna kiss me?
H*ll Yes I wanna kiss her! Catching me off gaurd, she leans in and kisses me
on the lips. I pray when this is over, she'll take me by my hand and lead me
back to shore. Giving in to our own emotions we find ourselves in each others
arms and in no time we've got a full blown tongue kissing thang happening.
Hoping that this will lead to more unexpected surprises I look around for a
secluded area to continue our "discussion" (wink) and I find one....right
next to the picnic table. Princess allows me to lead her to the spot. At the
same time, I take a quick peek to assess whether we're about to be busted.
Not another soul in sight; just me, her, a moonlit lake and the picnic table.
By now my hands will not be still and feeling her breasts against my chest
ain't making it any easier. I want to massage her nipples...I have to....I
don't want to wait another second. She tilts her head slightly to the side so
that my lips can find her neck and cleavage...and they do. Running my left
hand fingers thru her hair, my right hand will not be denied her nipples.
Princess loosens her dress so that my hand can have free reign inside...and
it does. My lips began to thirst for breastmilk and princess willingly
consents to satisfy.
Stopping just short of her nipples, I deliberately suck all around them. By
now Princess is trying in vain to maneuver her breasts so that at least one
of her nipples is right over of my mouth. I tease her but only for a short
while. My hands are now on automatic scanner, seeking treasures down under.
With one bold move, I slide my right hand up under her dress while holding
those round buttcheeks in place with my left hand. If I can just find an easy
way to get her d*mn panties off, she's mine. As my hand gets closer to never
never land, I'm amazed to feel the unexpected... my index finger slides right
into her hidden valley and I discover SHE'S NOT WEARING ANY PANTIES!!!
Spreading her legs, juices are flowing. Her pleas for me to suck her breast
intensify.... "Baby pleazzZ.... pleazZZ Baby"... and finally I'm ready to
cooperate. My lips and tongue take hold of her nipple and I began sucking as
if my tongue is on fire and she loves it. Switching back and forth between
nipples drives her crazy and my fingers detect an immediate increase in the
size of her zone. With every finger stroke she loses it more and
more...."ssssSSS...ooOOOHH!!.....Feels so good Baby!!.....oooOOOH!!..."
Timing is everything....and I keep reminding myself, if I don't find a way to
go deep SOON the moment will be gone forever. Realizing that I've got to get
her in a vertical position as quick as possible, I look around for a
solution... that's when I find it...THE PICNIC TABLE!!! Throwing caution to
the wind, "Princess I want you right here, right now...we've got the moon,
the stars, the lake and the picnic table" We walk together towards the table,
she begins to undress...and I AM STUNNED!! Seeing this fine woman standing
before me in all of her naked beauty nearly causes me to trip! Quickly she
helps me out of my shirt and pants....I'm looking around again trying to make
sure all is well. Still no one to disturb us and the loving continues. In a
flash, that cat is on top of the picnic table with her legs spread open
waiting on her fantasy to become a reality, while I'm witnessing to the
melody, "LAWD HAVE MERCY ON ME, I WAS BLIND, NOW I CAN SEE....WHAT A
{QUEEN'S} SUPPOSED TO BE, BABY I FEEL FREE, COME ON AND GO WITH ME..."
I position myself on top of her, she wraps both arms and legs around me and
we're at it again...Yes, tongue kissing like it's the last kiss we're ever
going to have. My thighs are hot, her thighs are sizzling. What I wouldn't
give to make this night last forever BUT I CAN'T!! It's time to rock
babygirlz world. My tongue races for her zone by way of her stomach. Once my
mouth circles her feverish "sally," Princess cannot hold back her
emotions..."ooOOOHH Sh*t Deb!!!.....ooOOOHH Sh*t!!!"...her body moves with
the determination of a woman who wants to please as well as be pleased. Her
flow has the feel of velvet....like Chavez Regal. Her smell is
intoxicating.... it's the smell of a woman dipped in honey. Using my
shoulders to support her elevated legs, her zone sits up to greet me and my
tongue needs no introduction. This is the moment, my tongue is cocked and
ready...I plunge right into her, stroking her at the speed of
light....ooOOOHH My G..!!! OOOOHHH!!!... ssSSSSSS!!..OOOHHH!!...YESSSSSS!!!
We hang onto the smooth edges of the picnic table, it begins to rock as we
reach our climax, backyard lights come on next door then.....
Suddenly, my concentration is broken by the sounds of horns....car
horns....and people yelling....at ME!!!!..."HEY LADY, EITHER STOP DAYDREAMING
OR PULL OVER AND PARK YOUR CAR!!! Oooops, I'm caught daydreaming and this
time I'm holding up traffic. Checking my watch, it is now 6:45 PM confirming
that I've been sitting in traffic for 45 minutes. My cell phone rings "Deb,
where are you, what's taking you so long?" "I'm on my way Princess, I should
be there shortly."
Like I said, big city traffic jams are a pain, I hate being stuck in one and I can't wait to get to my destination!
THE END
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