"I just love the way you taste... smell"

It's a hot day in San Antonio, but the desire to get the errands finished were enough to appease any discomfort in the 4pm traffic. Pulling into the package store parking lot my phone rings a text message from an unknown number. Could be good or bad, I reply to which there was an immediate response. The conversation is cool that started with an introduction and completed form, this one has done is research which made sending formal information that much smoother... "cool," I think. Sauntering inside to drop my package off the phone alerts again which make me feel a rush as I leave out to get back in my car. A few more replies before I drive off where a dinner date is arranged... good because a girl is hungry.

I get home and prepare, cleaning my fit body and making it smell sweet but not overbearing; The red dress I picked up complimented my deep mahogonay skin, matching open to heels to show off my fresh french pedicure to match the mani. I'm going to make him sweat, something I've come to learn to like overtime. Arriving at the restaurant I'm ushered to the table where an unlikely person is waiting. I mean this guy looked like he could be teaching a class somewhere, where a thin older blonde or red headed woman waited for him to get home daily in their home of the suburbs. As shocking as it was its always best to keep things cool especially in the beginning.

"Lana, its nice to finally meet you." He stands to pull out my chair.

"Likewise, I'm glad I could make it here in one piece in this South Texas traffic," I chuckle using my favorite ice breakers.

The conversation picks up as the wine flows and meals come, flirting pours easy and fluidly as we end our night with a shared dessert. Grabbing my hand I hear "I want more of you, tell me theres nothing you have to do after this and I can have you." No words as I shake my head and smile, the answer clear as day that I was ready to play; We leave in a shared cab and pull into his hotel booked for the visit. Past the front desk we climb into the elevator and climb to the 6th floor, inside the desire swells as hands travel down my neck to collar bone then tight waist. Kisses follow hands while i moan in pleasure. Gosh I love older men, so tender and passionate.

Getting off the elevator we giddly walk to the room, unlocking it and slinking in as if our lives depended on the love we'd make. My dress touches the floor as he pours another glass of wine, turning to see my divine being i work so hard on. Mouth dropping open, to the knees he falls padding over leaving the wine where it started. A warm nose meets my waist and the sound of an inhale so deep feels my ears... sometimes thats all it takes and today was the case. I feel stiffness poke my leg; Ready, chiseled like heaven I awake the dead easily. My wetness extends forward to meet lips and hands grab my ass, i cant help but to moan out in pure pleasure.

Without disconnecting from my dripping rose I hear "get on the bed," and listen. The cool sheets seem to relieve my internal yearning as he undresses to match me, crawling into the bed my legs spread in unison as his stomach hits it. The tongue starting at my pearl and down to my slit back up, he moans in a vibration that sends constant electric sensation from clit to spine then mind.

Who is this guy?

What is he doing to me?

I hear "I just love the way you taste, smell, everything about you I want more." My hips meet up to the sacred tongue as if it was called, greeting with passionate kiss and soft finger inserting into my ebony bliss. I quake internally, hips and legs begin to shake... what the fuck my heart races. This white man is making me see stars, out of breathe I squeal as my sweetness explores ina. fountain over his face. Not letting up he bask continuing to drink my love, its so powerful I ball forward as my body releases the rest and fall back in my own mess. My eyes are closed and I try to catch my breathing rhythm, opening eyes to a smile that looked pleased with itself.

"That was so sexy.... can I have more please?"

Damn I think... "is there anything even left?!" greedy ass self!

A Meet Chronicles Story