Fantasies Invoked

Londa lay upon the bed, reveling, in the feel of satin sheets

upon her naked flesh. She was radiant, even in the dim candle light of the decadently lavish hotel room. Unable to wait for her lover to return, though he was only in the next room, her hands moved of their own accord. Her left hand sliding up her side, only to cup her breast, her index finger, suckled lightly beforehand, rubbing agasint her pert, delectable nipple. Her other hand, slower than the other, slid down her right side, riding on the ball of her palm. Quietly, she moaned through her bitten lower lip,

en, moist, pink.as she began rubbing her moist, swollen clit*

"COuldn't wait, could you?", A deep seductive voice crooned melodically from the doorway to the bathroom. A cloud of steam, with the slight hint of his cologne drifting on it, rolled into the room from behind him.

'Mmmm nooo.." Londa moaned, as she continued rubbing herself into a sexual frenxy, writhin on the smooth silky bedspread, as her gaze drifted to meet with her lover's. Slowly she slid the finger that was servicing her clit, deep into herself, letting her head fall back as she moaned,and laughed softly, impishly. Londa then beconed her lover over, with that same, moistened finger.

"I suppose I will have to pick up the pace then, love.",

He laughed softly, walking towards the bed, being sure to slowly let his silken bathrobe fall to the floor behind him. In the soft glow of the sweet scented candles, his toned sotmch showed, shadows hiding in the crevaces between his abs. Upon reaching the end of the bed, upon which his lover rolled about, pleasuring herself, he stood, watching for a moment. Michael allowed his manhood to swell with lust.

Watching, as her gaze passed over his body, she suddenly lay still, examining him from head, to 'head', to toe. promtly, eh put her hands above her head, and speard her legs, looking at him with a wicked smile in her eyes. She conintued to rub her clit, enticingly, giving her lover the come hither stare, she knew he loved so much. She whispered to the air infront of her lips, "Come lick me, ...please..."

Smiling, Michael gave a soft nod, climbing onto the bed one leg at a time, and leaning his head down between Shalonda's legs.

he planted kisses all along her inner thigh, enjoying the sounds of her moaning in anticipation of what was to come. Finally, she could stand it no longer, and placed her hands upon the back of his head, gently guiding his mouth into place. She squealed with sexual delight , as the tip of his nose pressed firmly agasint her clit, and moved in a circular motion. His tongue slid up the length of her slit, and moved in and out of her dripping, quirrvering sex.

"Michael, more, please...mmm,..oh..!", Londa moaned, as

her lover's tongue slide as far into her depths as it could, his hands cupping her breasts, her nipples squeezed between his fingers, twisting ever so gently. No longer able to stand it, she pulled him up ontop of her, with a growl of need, and a show of strength unlike herself. 'Take me Michael. Do it hard', she rasped into his ear, as she kissed his neck, and suckled a path down to his chest from underneath. her legs found themselves wrapped about Michael's waste, her hips pulling him closer,and closer, until ,"Oh..m....Mike..Michael..mmm..it's..", She stuttered, as

the tip of his length, penetrated the edge of her needy slit.

Suddenly, his entriety was within her, throbbing, and pulsating agasint her inner walls, he began to retract,and thrust once more, towards her core, until he reached an even pace of thrusting harder,and faster into her, her juices comingling with his precum,as they both panted, moaning with imeasureable pleasures. Londa screamed Michael's name as his shaft of fiery passion delved deeper into than any man ever had. her hips rocked in rhythm with each of his strokes, causing the tip of his cock to rub against the top inside of her sex. Michael quievered within her, and within himself, he was lost. That was, until he felt waves electric spasm running up the length of his shaft. He knew what was coming, and could make no effort to stop it from happening.

Just as this was ocurring, Londa's sex tightened harshly around the base of ichaels shaft, and di not release for several seconds as she moaned,and screamed, and writhed with pleasure all at the same time, speaking her contentedness into the smooth bedding, a pool of her own juices doing the same beneath her, as michael's exlosion of his own hot slippery liquids pushed Londa's natural ones out, filing her to bursting with his orgasm, and they both layed contented thruogh that night, only to start once again in the morning...