Spending the Night

When I looked at her I could not help feeling such desires for her as I did. And even though she had said that she wanted to wait, from the look in her eyes, I could tell that she was feeling the same thing for me as well. And who could really blame us for what we felt, for at all we were in love. There was nothing that I would not do for her, no matter how much I would feel such desire for her, and I could not let my actions do something that would hurt her. Still, I could not help thinking about how much I wanted to make love to her, to feel what it would be like to hold her naked flesh against mine. Especially when she would look at me so lovingly with those beautiful green eyes and listen to those soft whispers of her voice within my ear. Telling me how much she loves me and want me as much as I want her as well. But, I knew that I would have to wait for the moment when she would tell me that she wanted me. The only thing that I was not sure about was if I would please her the way that she would want me too. It had been a long time since I had made love to a woman, especially a young and ravishing woman as Michelle was. She was to me as wonderful as the beautiful as the brilliance of a sunrise. We had made plans for me to come to the town, which she lived in, and spend the night. It was obvious to me that this was her way of hinting that she was ready to take the chance on making love. Just the thought of it excited me so much that I thought that I would not be able to contain myself for too long. When I got into the town of Mokena, she had met me at the train station. Just seeing her again made my heart beat even faster. It was like looking at a beautiful work of art that takes your breath away. I walked up to her and we held each other so close, so tight as our lips met in a tender kiss. Even if this was as far as she would let this go, I would be satisfied. For all that I could really want was to be with her. And now I was and I knew that we would have a wonderful time, as long as I was with her But the look in those heavenly green eyes gave me the hint that she wanted more than just holding me and kissing me. She was wearing a red blouse that was cut somewhat low in front, revealing a brief view of the smooth flesh of her forty-two double D breasts and a short denim mini skirt. Just to look at her wearing something like that brought about such a desire for her that I did not think I could hold back. She had asked me if I had a good train ride, but all that I could think about was how wonderful she looked. And how I was standing there with her, wearing a pair of black jeans and a matching polo shirt that made me feel underdressed compared to her. I told her it was all right, as we made our way over to the maroon mini van that she was driving. As we pulled out of the parking lot of the station, she kept telling me that she could not believe that I was there. That we were together, for we had talked about this moment, and even dreamed about it. But now it was no dream, which we were sharing, it was really happening. From there we went to the movies to see some romantic comedy. Sitting all the way in the back, where no one would pay any attention to us. Or at least that was what I was hoping would stay that way. My arm wrapped around her as I held her close in the dark, listening to her whisper of how much she had been wanting this moment to happen. As she did, her hand fell down onto my lap, touching my crotch, feeling my throbbing member that was pressing against the fabric of my jeans. She giggled slightly when she felt it, but did not try to pull her hand away. It wasn’t as if she was trying to act like a slut by doing it. In fact, I really thought of her more as just playful and curious to how far her desire for me would go. And in a way, I was curious about my own for hers too. My hand gently moved over her thigh, fingers touching the fabric of the fishnet stockings that she was wearing. In a way, it struck me odd that she was wearing that, but who was I to judge her. Even though I love her, I had no right to tell her what she should wear. Our lips met in a kiss as my hand disappeared underneath her mini skirt. Touching the fabric of the g-string that she was wearing, feeling the quivering lips of her sex react to my touch. The more my hand cupped her womanhood, the more I could hear her breathing heavy in my ear. Soon she would not be able to control herself any more as I was feeling the same way with her. Feeling her hand stroking my manhood through the fabric of my jeans, making me want to take her right there. My hand lightly squeezing her sex, and then releasing it in a rhythmic motion while I listened to her moan softly. Feeling the dampness starting to form over her womanhood. But that was something that I really did not want to take the chance with. All that we needed was for someone to see us, or an usher to catch us in this moment of this fiery lustful act and we would end up arrested for indecent exposure and fornication in a public place. But I found myself unable to stop what I was doing, as the yearning to please her burned so great within me. That was until she stopped and gently pulled my hand out from underneath her skirt.1

“Oh Mark, I want you so bad, but not here. I am nervous enough as it is and I really do not think that this is really the right place that I want to do it with you for our first time.” She whispered in my ear.2

“I understand. I have waited this long for you; I think that I can wait an hour or so more. We have all night anyway, so we can take our time with it.” I replied.3

She smiled at me and then kissed me again. And then she rested her head on my shoulder as we continued to watch the movie. But all I could think about was how much I wanted to make love to her. How much I wanted to share all these feelings that I had inside for her. I knew the moment would and all that I had to do was to be patient. 4

After the movie, we went to a Denny’s restaurant and talked about the movie and what we would be doing when we got to the motel. I was not worried about if we would get a room or not, for I had made reservations ahead of time, just to be on the safe side. I wanted to make sure that everything would be perfect when we got there, that there would not be any problems that would stop us from the night of romance that we were planning. And in a way, I knew that there would not be. Even though I was not sure for certain, it was just something that I was hoping for. After there, we made our way to the motel. As she drove, I could tell that she was nervous, which was to be expected. For she had told me that she had never willingly gave herself to any man in the past and that this was something new to her. I knew that I would have to take it slow with her so that she would not freak out and decide to call the whole thing off and want to go home. But in a way, I had a feeling that she would not do something like that to me. For I knew because of that, she was willing to do whatever she could to please me, as I would do for her. We got to the Country Inn Motel, which was a place that was right of the I-80 expressway. I heard about the place, how it was somewhat pricey but was elegant, for the business people traveling and also for travelers that were on vacation. She had expected a normal room that we would get, but what I had set up was something that would blow her mind. After I checked in, we made our way to the third floor, as I could feel the anticipation building within me. How I wanted her, but knew that I had to take my time so that way I would not scare her away from what she was wanted to experience with me. In a way, I had it all planned out, just hoped that I would be able to pull it off. When we got to the room, we stood by the doorway, our arms wrapped around each other as I kissed her so tenderly. My hand slowly moving up and down her back, as I could feel my desire growing stronger with each second that passed.5

“Are you going to open the door, or were you planning on us doing it right here in the hallway?” she said in a joking tone.6

“Tempting as it sounds, I think that it would be better if we did it inside.” I replied. 7

Then I turned around and opened the door, being a gentleman I let her go inside first and then followed behind her. When I closed the door behind me, I could hear the sound of her being impressed by the accommodations, which I had gotten us. It was a suit, which normally was used for businessmen on the road. There was a small brown couch that was against the far wall to the left of us with two end tables on either side of it, a gray armchair near it and next to us was a large television. To the right was a desk stained with dark wood and a microwave, coffee maker and small refrigerator near it. It almost looked like a small one bedroom apartment that was if there had been a kitchenette in it. She turned to me smiling so warmly as her eyes sparkled with such excitement. 8

“Oh Mark, this is so wonderful. You shouldn’t have gone through all this trouble because of me. It must have been expensive to rent something like this.” She said as she came up to me.9

“It is worth it, just to make you happy. I wanted this to be something special for you my darling.” I replied. 10

“You make me happy no matter what you do. All that I want is you; everything else does not matter to me. The only thing that does is that I am with you.” She said softly as I held her in my arms.11

Even though I knew that was true, it was something that I wanted to do for her. For Michelle was someone very special to me and there was nothing that I would not do for her. She smiled playfully at me as we held each other close, and then said how she had a surprise for me and that she wanted me to wait in the bedroom for her. I knew what she was getting at even though I really was not sure exactly what it could be that she was up to. But I trusted her and knew that she would not let me down. I asked her if she wanted me to get out of my clothes so that I would be more comfortable. She replied by saying no that she wanted to have the thrill of taking them off herself. How could I deny her that pleasure, if that was what she really wanted? She took a step away from me as her eyes stayed focused on my face. The look of such seduction burned upon her face, as that playful smile remained on her lips. 12

“Why don’t you go into the bedroom and wait for me. I will not be long and you are going to be pleasantly surprised when I return.” She said in such a seductive tone.13

Then she turned and made her way into the bathroom, her eyes looking back at me for a brief second as she smiled at me. Then when the door closed, I made my way into the bedroom, making sure that I left the bedroom door open so that she knew that I was in there. I sat on the edge of the large king sized bed, as I waited for her. Each second that passed seemed more like an eternity, as I felt myself becoming eager to see what she would look like when she came out. We had waited so long for this moment to come to us and now that it was here, I just wanted to be with her. I was just about ready to get up and go to the bathroom to make sure that she was alright, when I heard it open. Right before she came into the bedroom, she called out to me to close my eyes, saying that she had a surprise for me. I was not sure what she could be up to, but I trusted her and did what she said. When I told her that I had my eyes closed, I could hear the sound of the bedroom door swinging open and then felt her put something over my eyes. 14

“What are you doing?” I asked.15

“Just a little game I wanted to play with you. To make this moment a little more interesting. I hope you don’t mind.” Whispered in my ear. 16

The sound of her voice was so heavenly that there was no way that I could ever mind what she would do with me. I told her that it was alright, and then felt her lips kiss mine. I opened my eyes, but all that I could see was darkness, realizing that she had put a blindfold on me. Then she took my hands and placed them on her breasts, the flesh of my fingers and palms feeling the warmth of her flesh through the fishnet fabric of the lingerie that she was wearing. My hands lightly squeezing them as I heard her moan softly, feeling her nipples harden underneath the flesh of my palms as she let out a moan. 17

“ How does that make you feel?” I asked her.18

“OHMYGOD, it is so wonderful. You are turning me on.” She said softly and then moaned again.19

My hands fondled her breasts tighter as she moaned a little louder, while she slowly started to lift my polo shirt off of me. She had me lower my hands only for a brief moment and then placed them back on her breasts. The only thing was, this time I could not feel the fabric of her lingerie, only the firm flesh of her breasts. Those hard nipples scraping against the palms of my hands as her lips caressed the side of my neck. Just to feel her doing that aroused me in a way that I never thought a woman could arouse me. Feeling a sensation flow through me like electricity, awakening every nerve of my body, and making me want her even more. I started to feel a little courageous as I let my hand slowly slope down her stomach, my fingers lightly scratching her stomach and then down in between her legs. Touching the sensitive lips of her wet sex, as she moaned even louder, while her fingers lightly scratched my chest. Her hand went down and quickly unfastened my jeans and then pulling out my erect member. Feeling her hands stroking it slowly at first, and then quickening its pace. How I wanted to take off this blindfold, to gaze at her face and see the excitement on her face from the pleasure that I was giving her. Yet, she did not want to have me does that yet, so that she could continue this game, which she was playing? And in a way it excited me as well, never thinking that we could be doing something like this. Even though the truth is that I never had gotten into anything like this before.20

“Oh Mark, you are really turning me on. I want you so bad. Take off the blindfold and look at me.” she begged.21

When I did, I saw her leaning forward in front of me, her hand stroking my manhood as kissed me so passionately. There was no way that I could turn away from her right now, the passion within me had become to great for me to ignore. How I wanted her, to feel what it would be like to be inside her and be enveloped within the passion, which she longed to share with me. What she was wearing awoke such desire within me that which I had never thought I could feel with such intensity. The corset, which she had worn, was now laying on the floor and the only other thing that she wore was her fishnet stocking and a black garter belt that they were her stocking were connected to by two pink ribbons. My one hand continued to fondle her breast, while the other manipulated her sex, feeling the dampness of it grow even stronger. Before I could say anything, she stood erect and then sat down next to me. Our lips met in another heated embrace as I gently lowered her onto her back. My lips caressed her breast, tongue licking her nipple ever so lightly as she let out a moan. Her breath was rapid, as her hand touched the back of my head, running her fingers through my hair. Listening to her begging me to keep going, that I was turning her on so much. The whole time, my hand trailed back down between her legs, fingers stroking the lips of her sex and then slowly, gently sliding inside of her. Her legs parted, inviting me inside her.22

“Oh Mark, take me now. I want to feel you inside of me. Please, don’t tease me anymore. I want you so bad.” She said.23

Her eyes showed such a fiery passion, as our lips met again and again. Holding her naked flesh against mine, as my heart overflowed with the love that I had felt for her. Within that moment, nothing about us no longer mattered. The world outside had melted away like a faded dream, all our worries and doubts vanished within that first kiss and all that I could care about was showing her all that burned within my heart. I gently laid on top of her, her hand gently touching the side of my face, so gentle that it brought about such pleasure from that single touch. Her arms wrapped around me, holding me so tight, as she begged me again to be inside of her. Oh to hear her say that was the one thing that I had longed to hear from her lips for so long. I placed her legs over my shoulders, feeling the fabric of her fishnet stocking rubbing against my back. I entered her, hearing her gasp, as her back arched and her hands reached out and grasped the bed sheets that we lay on top of. Our bodies spoke of the passion within our hearts, creating such bliss that now overwhelmed us. Each thrust pushing us deeper into the passions of our love. This was the moment, which we both had been waiting for, the moment that we had dreamed of, and now here we were, enveloped within the moment of our lovemaking. I could feel the muscles of her sex tightening around my shaft, enticing me even more. Driving me to the point where I could not take it any longer. The friction between us burning so great that it could have burned the sheets, which we lay upon. Hearing her beg me to keep going, to keep the pleasure between us growing stronger with every thrust. Watching as she looked up at me, eyes burning with such love, such fiery desire that I had always dreamed of seeing her have. We kept moving, enveloped within the pleasure, which we were feeling, not wanting it to end. Till finally I could not hold back any longer, and felt my loins explode within her womb. Draining every drop of my liquid essence within her. She gasped as she felt me filling her, a look of shock and pleasure appeared on her face as she smiled.24

“Ohmygod, I can feel you inside of me. It feels so wonderful, my darling.” She said as she breathed so heavily.25

“I love you Michelle. I never thought that I could feel something as wonderful as this my love.” I said as I lowered her legs from my shoulders and then lay on top of her. 26

Our lips met in a passionate kiss, as our flesh was still joined together, while we held each other so tight. The touch of her hand on my back enticing me so much, as we lay there cuddling with each other. We made love a couple times more, before we fell asleep in each other’s arms. How wonderful it felt to have her face is the last thing that I saw before slumber came to me, and the last thing that I did feel was her naked flesh against mine. Knowing that when I awake, she will be lying there next to me, probably awake with a loving smile on her lips as she says good morning to me. 27

The End.28