This YouTube clip was my inspiration behind this smutty one shot lol.
“Yo Mike you ready to do this?”
“Slash I was born ready you know that man!”
“OK then bro, let’s go fishin’…” he says winking at me and I laugh hysterically at my big-haired friend’s term of endearment for my fans. He likes to call them “fish” and I guess our private joke has stuck. Before I met Slash I was never into groupies or fan girls period! Don’t get me wrong most of them were easy on the eye and many manage to work their way into my fantasies late at night when I ahem needed some me time but I never slept around. Well not until I met Slash! Let’s just say my Jewish friend opened my eyes to the world of women and the pleasure they can bestow upon a brotha.
So unbeknownst to the general public or my family and friends I might add, he successfully showed me the error of my ways and ever since I guess you could say that we’ve been “fishing” together on quite a few occasions now. The way it works is quite simple; he spots a cute “fish” I make eyes at the chosen woman and if - no, make that when she responds, nine times out of ten I get what I want. Heck who am I kidding? I’ve gotten what I want each and every time. Unfortunately for Slash his batting average is not as high as mine but he never gives up, the man has the stamina of a horse and the libido of 15 year old boy and tonight is no different.
Slash winks at me one more time and we make our way onto the make-shift stage that will be our home for the next two days. We’re in Munich filming my short film for my next single release – give in to me and the warehouse is packed with hungry little fish. I made sure of that when I outlined my idea for this film to my director Andy.
The idea is that we’re at an indoor rock concert and every now and then the film will switch to couples getting it on to the dirty bass line and Slash’s’ insane riffs. The crowd is full of my fans, they were lucky enough to win tickets to the filming, so I know the energy is going to be fierce.
I take centre stage and the crowd goes wild. The drummer counts us in one… two… three… four… show time.
Slash and Gilby intros the song and strums the first few notes and immediately hands fly up towards the heavens, the crowd clapping and screaming as they dance wildly to the beat of the song.
“Slash I was born ready you know that man!”
“OK then bro, let’s go fishin’…” he says winking at me and I laugh hysterically at my big-haired friend’s term of endearment for my fans. He likes to call them “fish” and I guess our private joke has stuck. Before I met Slash I was never into groupies or fan girls period! Don’t get me wrong most of them were easy on the eye and many manage to work their way into my fantasies late at night when I ahem needed some me time but I never slept around. Well not until I met Slash! Let’s just say my Jewish friend opened my eyes to the world of women and the pleasure they can bestow upon a brotha.
So unbeknownst to the general public or my family and friends I might add, he successfully showed me the error of my ways and ever since I guess you could say that we’ve been “fishing” together on quite a few occasions now. The way it works is quite simple; he spots a cute “fish” I make eyes at the chosen woman and if - no, make that when she responds, nine times out of ten I get what I want. Heck who am I kidding? I’ve gotten what I want each and every time. Unfortunately for Slash his batting average is not as high as mine but he never gives up, the man has the stamina of a horse and the libido of 15 year old boy and tonight is no different.
Slash winks at me one more time and we make our way onto the make-shift stage that will be our home for the next two days. We’re in Munich filming my short film for my next single release – give in to me and the warehouse is packed with hungry little fish. I made sure of that when I outlined my idea for this film to my director Andy.
The idea is that we’re at an indoor rock concert and every now and then the film will switch to couples getting it on to the dirty bass line and Slash’s’ insane riffs. The crowd is full of my fans, they were lucky enough to win tickets to the filming, so I know the energy is going to be fierce.
I take centre stage and the crowd goes wild. The drummer counts us in one… two… three… four… show time.
Slash and Gilby intros the song and strums the first few notes and immediately hands fly up towards the heavens, the crowd clapping and screaming as they dance wildly to the beat of the song.
She always takes it with a heart of stone…
I feel so good tonight, I feel horny as f.uck. The music never fails to turn me on, the sexy ass bass line takes over my senses and the fact that I haven’t had any for a few months is partially responsible for my body which is grinding wildly to the sound of my own singing.
Cuz all she does is throw it back to me…
I know I look good! For a change I’m not second guessing my appearance and by the look of lust that’s etched onto nearly all of the audience members faces – men included, I’m confident I look good.
I spent a lifetime looking for someone…
The energy inside the warehouse is crazy, people are screaming, crying, pulling at their hair and it just makes me wild. I continue to work them into a frenzy all the while looking to see if there are any females remotely worth entertaining tonight after the show ends.
At first glance I don’t spot her but when I scan my eyes over the audience a second time around, I see her.
I feel myself begin to harden down below when the braless buxom leggy blonde in a tight red Dangerous T-shirt catches my eye and I know Slash spots her too.
He makes his way over to me and yells “sexy fish in a red T-shirt…” just as I sing the line-
You always knew just how to make me cry…
I squeeze his shoulder letting him know that I’ve heard what he’s said and I continue my performance only this time I’m looking straight at her, letting her know that I’ve seen her. She’s not like the other fans that fill the audience. She sings along and sways her body sensually to the rhythm of the song but she has this cool exterior to her as though she’s not fazed by my obvious glances.
Every now and then she bites down on her juicy red bottom lip and this just makes me crazy. This chick is teasing me with her mouth whether she means to or not and not missing a trick Slash notices it too.
He makes his way back over to me just as I’m singing-
You and your friends were laughing at me in town, but it’s okay, and it’s okay…
“Jackpot” he yells and I can’t help but smirk at my rocker friend, jackpot indeed!
The first take goes by smoothly without any major f.uck ups but we’ve only just begun, I want to feel more energy from the crowd, I want them to give me their all like I’m giving to them. So for the next two hours we record an endless supply of footage and when I’m satisfied with both my own performance and that of the audience, we decide to call it a night.
I thank the audience for their love and support and quickly make my way backstage before ‘lil Mikey really gives them a show they’d never forget. Did I mention how turned on I get when I perform? No? Well let’s just say performing in front of thousands of horny fans is my aphrodisiac, I can never get enough, it’s like a drug only better because it holds no undesired side effects.
“Awesome show MJ” someone yells as I pass them quickly in the corridor and I nod back humbly.
My head of security Bill trials behind me and as soon as we get back into the safety of my dressing room I give clear instructions that there’s a certain fan in the audience who I’d like to meet.
He gives me the eye when I describe the particular fan and leaves with a nod of his head and a smirk on his face but I simply ignore what he’s implying with his body language. He can judge me all he wants, I’m a man, a single man at that and I have desires to quench!
I feel so good tonight, I feel horny as f.uck. The music never fails to turn me on, the sexy ass bass line takes over my senses and the fact that I haven’t had any for a few months is partially responsible for my body which is grinding wildly to the sound of my own singing.
Cuz all she does is throw it back to me…
I know I look good! For a change I’m not second guessing my appearance and by the look of lust that’s etched onto nearly all of the audience members faces – men included, I’m confident I look good.
I spent a lifetime looking for someone…
The energy inside the warehouse is crazy, people are screaming, crying, pulling at their hair and it just makes me wild. I continue to work them into a frenzy all the while looking to see if there are any females remotely worth entertaining tonight after the show ends.
At first glance I don’t spot her but when I scan my eyes over the audience a second time around, I see her.
I feel myself begin to harden down below when the braless buxom leggy blonde in a tight red Dangerous T-shirt catches my eye and I know Slash spots her too.
He makes his way over to me and yells “sexy fish in a red T-shirt…” just as I sing the line-
You always knew just how to make me cry…
I squeeze his shoulder letting him know that I’ve heard what he’s said and I continue my performance only this time I’m looking straight at her, letting her know that I’ve seen her. She’s not like the other fans that fill the audience. She sings along and sways her body sensually to the rhythm of the song but she has this cool exterior to her as though she’s not fazed by my obvious glances.
Every now and then she bites down on her juicy red bottom lip and this just makes me crazy. This chick is teasing me with her mouth whether she means to or not and not missing a trick Slash notices it too.
He makes his way back over to me just as I’m singing-
You and your friends were laughing at me in town, but it’s okay, and it’s okay…
“Jackpot” he yells and I can’t help but smirk at my rocker friend, jackpot indeed!
The first take goes by smoothly without any major f.uck ups but we’ve only just begun, I want to feel more energy from the crowd, I want them to give me their all like I’m giving to them. So for the next two hours we record an endless supply of footage and when I’m satisfied with both my own performance and that of the audience, we decide to call it a night.
I thank the audience for their love and support and quickly make my way backstage before ‘lil Mikey really gives them a show they’d never forget. Did I mention how turned on I get when I perform? No? Well let’s just say performing in front of thousands of horny fans is my aphrodisiac, I can never get enough, it’s like a drug only better because it holds no undesired side effects.
“Awesome show MJ” someone yells as I pass them quickly in the corridor and I nod back humbly.
My head of security Bill trials behind me and as soon as we get back into the safety of my dressing room I give clear instructions that there’s a certain fan in the audience who I’d like to meet.
He gives me the eye when I describe the particular fan and leaves with a nod of his head and a smirk on his face but I simply ignore what he’s implying with his body language. He can judge me all he wants, I’m a man, a single man at that and I have desires to quench!
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”OMG Yana can you believe Michael Jackson was staring right at us?” my best friend Kara says for the twentieth time as she jumps up and down excitedly on the spot like a crazed fan girl. Yep it’s official, if there was an award for best crazy-ass-Michael-Jackson-fan of the century, heck she’d win hands down.
I mean I’m equally excited about the attention he was lavishing on us with his hypnotic eyes, but I guess I know how to act a little cooler compared to my insane BF. Don’t get me wrong his obvious glances has done a number on me and inside my head I’m actually acting just as crazy as Kara but I’ll save that craziness for when I get home, for when I get inside the safety of my bedroom and then I’ll let rip!
“Sh!t I have to pee so badly lets go wait in line” Kara announces loudly for everyone to hear. Someone remind me why I’m friends with her again? Oh yeah she’s a Michael Jackson lunatic and she was the one who won the tickets to tonight’s show!
I can’t help but groan loudly when I see the size of the line for the ladies room but like a good friend I patiently wait alongside Kara and we slip into our mother tongue recounting the events of this evening. In no time at all the line goes down so I decide to wait outside.
“Don’t leave me” she pleads as she makes her way into the packed bathroom. Like I would do that!
I lean against the wall and pass the time by biting on my fingernails, such a bad habit I know but one I can’t seem to kick. “Urgh pardon me Miss” I hear a thick American accent say as I feel a tap on my shoulder. I quickly turn around to see an older looking gentleman who I assume is part of Michael’s team because he wears an “access all areas” laminate around his neck.
“Hi” I reply back. I’m not quite sure what the man wants with me but I guess I’m curious to find out because I give him my full attention.
“Miss I’ve been asked by Mr Jackson to escort you backstage to meet him.”
I stare at him blankly not really knowing what to say, I mean this has to be a joke right? What in the world would Michael-duck-pout-Jackson want with little old me? I can feel my skin flushing an obvious shade of pink at the thought of coming face-to-face with my idol. I’ve dreamt about this for so long, could tonight be the night I actually get to meet him?
”Miss—“ I stare blankly at the man before me who now seems to be waving his hands in front of my dumbfounded face trying his best to get my attention.
“Uhm – uh sorry, are you serious, he wants to meet me?”
“Yes” the man chuckles “he really wants to meet you, so if you’ll follow me—“
He begins to walk away and I quickly follow him when I remember Kara.
“Oh wait, sir my friend is in the bathroom, I can’t leave without her we came here together,” there’s no way I’m letting Kara miss out on this opportunity after all it was her that won the tickets to tonight’s show and she would kill me if she ever found out I’d left her high and dry to meet THE King of Pop.
His loud sigh and blatant eye roll doesn’t get lost on me but he simply nods his head yes that she can come along too. As soon as she exits the ladies room and I tell her there’s a change of plan and where it is we’re going, right on cue she f.r.e.a.k.s out!
“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod we’re going to meet Michael Jackson…” she repeats over and over underneath her breath as we trail behind the messenger. He flashes his laminate to the two big goons who are guarding the entrance to the backstage area and all of a sudden I’m overcome with nausea. The walk to his room doesn’t take all that long but it’s not nearly long enough for my nerves to subside.
He knocks on the door and the next thing I know we’re face to face with… !Slash!
The butterflies turn to elephants as I realize we’ll be meeting not only the KOP but freaking Slash too!
“Well hello there pretty ladies” he says eyeballing both Kara and myself before taking a swig on his beer bottle. I feel myself flush once more with embarrassment just as we’re ushered into the room and that’s when I spot him.
He’s sat on a huge leather sofa that takes up nearly the entire room and I notice he’s still wearing his stage clothes and I must say he looks…absolutely.drop.dead.gorgeous. His long curly hair frames his beautiful face, his tight black T-shirt and jeans hugs him in all the right places and for a moment my breath catches in the back of my throat when I see he’s looking at me with an undeniable amount of fervour.
“Hi I’m Michael.”
I watch him slowly rise to his feet and walk towards us but before he can shake our hands Kara bounds into his arms and practically squeezes him to death in a bear hug.
“Oh Michael I love you so much—“ she cries and I stand there in horror as my friend continues to embarrass the hell out of not only herself but me included.
He never takes his eyes off of me even when he pats her hair and replies “I love you more.”
His tone seems to drop a whole octave which sends chills up and down my spine making me tingle all over. Once again the redness creeps into my cheeks as I watch him bite on his bottom lip as he studies my face and right now I’m finding it hard to breathe let alone stand.
The only way I can regain my composure is to break all eye contact with him so I decide to look at Slash instead. But then he gives me the same look and suddenly a light bulb goes off inside my head, Oh my God they think I’m a groupie!”
I shake my head trying to rid myself of that uneasy thought and that’s when HE catches me off guard. His smell permeates my senses when he steps into my personal space and before I can react he’s grabbed a hold of my hand and gives me the most sensuous handshake of my life. His thumb brushes the back of my palm and I quite literally stop breathing.
“So what’s your name sweetie?”
I blink a couple of times at the masterpiece stood before me and say a silent pray that I can summon up enough coolness to not make myself look like an idiot in front of this man-god.
I take a few short breaths, clear my throat and calmly say “Yana, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
”Yana what a cute name, is that short for something?”
“No not really and thank you I guess I’ve never really thought my name was cute,” I giggle like a school girl with a crush bit this just makes him grin even harder.
The next fifteen minutes seem to go by in a blur, it’s like I’m in an alternate reality where my physical body is here but my mind is someplace else and I still can’t for the life of me work out why out of a room full of people Kara and I got picked to meet Michael.
Michael continues to talk to me like I’m the only one stood in the room and I feel Kara’s eyes on me, I know she’s probably picked up on this too but I do nothing to bring her into the conversation.
We’ve moved over to the huge sofa with Michael and I sat on one end and Kara and Slash on the other. I can’t help but notice that Slash seems to be really into my friend and once she’s figured out that Michael only has eyes for me she begins to flirt back.
I hear them laugh loudly and within no time she’s announced that she’s going to a bar with Slash and would I be ok going home alone?
S.lut! I chuckle to myself.
But I panic a little at the thought of being left alone with Michael, mainly because I’m afraid that if he comes on to me I won’t be able to resist and the fact that I have a boyfriend of three years waiting for me at home doesn’t make my dilemma any easier.
“Don’t worry about Yana honey I’ll make sure she gets home safely,” his sweet voice says.
Oh boy am I in trouble?!
“Okay well have fun you guys” I manage to squeak out of my now desert-dry voice box and within seconds they’re gone and it’s just me and HIM.
I mean I’m equally excited about the attention he was lavishing on us with his hypnotic eyes, but I guess I know how to act a little cooler compared to my insane BF. Don’t get me wrong his obvious glances has done a number on me and inside my head I’m actually acting just as crazy as Kara but I’ll save that craziness for when I get home, for when I get inside the safety of my bedroom and then I’ll let rip!
“Sh!t I have to pee so badly lets go wait in line” Kara announces loudly for everyone to hear. Someone remind me why I’m friends with her again? Oh yeah she’s a Michael Jackson lunatic and she was the one who won the tickets to tonight’s show!
I can’t help but groan loudly when I see the size of the line for the ladies room but like a good friend I patiently wait alongside Kara and we slip into our mother tongue recounting the events of this evening. In no time at all the line goes down so I decide to wait outside.
“Don’t leave me” she pleads as she makes her way into the packed bathroom. Like I would do that!
I lean against the wall and pass the time by biting on my fingernails, such a bad habit I know but one I can’t seem to kick. “Urgh pardon me Miss” I hear a thick American accent say as I feel a tap on my shoulder. I quickly turn around to see an older looking gentleman who I assume is part of Michael’s team because he wears an “access all areas” laminate around his neck.
“Hi” I reply back. I’m not quite sure what the man wants with me but I guess I’m curious to find out because I give him my full attention.
“Miss I’ve been asked by Mr Jackson to escort you backstage to meet him.”
I stare at him blankly not really knowing what to say, I mean this has to be a joke right? What in the world would Michael-duck-pout-Jackson want with little old me? I can feel my skin flushing an obvious shade of pink at the thought of coming face-to-face with my idol. I’ve dreamt about this for so long, could tonight be the night I actually get to meet him?
”Miss—“ I stare blankly at the man before me who now seems to be waving his hands in front of my dumbfounded face trying his best to get my attention.
“Uhm – uh sorry, are you serious, he wants to meet me?”
“Yes” the man chuckles “he really wants to meet you, so if you’ll follow me—“
He begins to walk away and I quickly follow him when I remember Kara.
“Oh wait, sir my friend is in the bathroom, I can’t leave without her we came here together,” there’s no way I’m letting Kara miss out on this opportunity after all it was her that won the tickets to tonight’s show and she would kill me if she ever found out I’d left her high and dry to meet THE King of Pop.
His loud sigh and blatant eye roll doesn’t get lost on me but he simply nods his head yes that she can come along too. As soon as she exits the ladies room and I tell her there’s a change of plan and where it is we’re going, right on cue she f.r.e.a.k.s out!
“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod we’re going to meet Michael Jackson…” she repeats over and over underneath her breath as we trail behind the messenger. He flashes his laminate to the two big goons who are guarding the entrance to the backstage area and all of a sudden I’m overcome with nausea. The walk to his room doesn’t take all that long but it’s not nearly long enough for my nerves to subside.
He knocks on the door and the next thing I know we’re face to face with… !Slash!
The butterflies turn to elephants as I realize we’ll be meeting not only the KOP but freaking Slash too!
“Well hello there pretty ladies” he says eyeballing both Kara and myself before taking a swig on his beer bottle. I feel myself flush once more with embarrassment just as we’re ushered into the room and that’s when I spot him.
He’s sat on a huge leather sofa that takes up nearly the entire room and I notice he’s still wearing his stage clothes and I must say he looks…absolutely.drop.dead.gorgeous. His long curly hair frames his beautiful face, his tight black T-shirt and jeans hugs him in all the right places and for a moment my breath catches in the back of my throat when I see he’s looking at me with an undeniable amount of fervour.
“Hi I’m Michael.”
I watch him slowly rise to his feet and walk towards us but before he can shake our hands Kara bounds into his arms and practically squeezes him to death in a bear hug.
“Oh Michael I love you so much—“ she cries and I stand there in horror as my friend continues to embarrass the hell out of not only herself but me included.
He never takes his eyes off of me even when he pats her hair and replies “I love you more.”
His tone seems to drop a whole octave which sends chills up and down my spine making me tingle all over. Once again the redness creeps into my cheeks as I watch him bite on his bottom lip as he studies my face and right now I’m finding it hard to breathe let alone stand.
The only way I can regain my composure is to break all eye contact with him so I decide to look at Slash instead. But then he gives me the same look and suddenly a light bulb goes off inside my head, Oh my God they think I’m a groupie!”
I shake my head trying to rid myself of that uneasy thought and that’s when HE catches me off guard. His smell permeates my senses when he steps into my personal space and before I can react he’s grabbed a hold of my hand and gives me the most sensuous handshake of my life. His thumb brushes the back of my palm and I quite literally stop breathing.
“So what’s your name sweetie?”
I blink a couple of times at the masterpiece stood before me and say a silent pray that I can summon up enough coolness to not make myself look like an idiot in front of this man-god.
I take a few short breaths, clear my throat and calmly say “Yana, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
”Yana what a cute name, is that short for something?”
“No not really and thank you I guess I’ve never really thought my name was cute,” I giggle like a school girl with a crush bit this just makes him grin even harder.
The next fifteen minutes seem to go by in a blur, it’s like I’m in an alternate reality where my physical body is here but my mind is someplace else and I still can’t for the life of me work out why out of a room full of people Kara and I got picked to meet Michael.
Michael continues to talk to me like I’m the only one stood in the room and I feel Kara’s eyes on me, I know she’s probably picked up on this too but I do nothing to bring her into the conversation.
We’ve moved over to the huge sofa with Michael and I sat on one end and Kara and Slash on the other. I can’t help but notice that Slash seems to be really into my friend and once she’s figured out that Michael only has eyes for me she begins to flirt back.
I hear them laugh loudly and within no time she’s announced that she’s going to a bar with Slash and would I be ok going home alone?
S.lut! I chuckle to myself.
But I panic a little at the thought of being left alone with Michael, mainly because I’m afraid that if he comes on to me I won’t be able to resist and the fact that I have a boyfriend of three years waiting for me at home doesn’t make my dilemma any easier.
“Don’t worry about Yana honey I’ll make sure she gets home safely,” his sweet voice says.
Oh boy am I in trouble?!
“Okay well have fun you guys” I manage to squeak out of my now desert-dry voice box and within seconds they’re gone and it’s just me and HIM.
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She tries to act all cool but I can tell she’s nervous and her posture is so rigid that I hope I haven’t made a mistake in choosing her. But she smells delicious, just like vanilla, jasmine and sandalwood all mixed together and she looks so good! Her long blonde hair falls wildly over her shoulders, her blue eyes sparkle every time she smiles and her breasts… urgh so perky and firm even without a bra.
I zone out imagining what it will feel like to have her long lean legs thrown over my shoulders as I f.uck her passionately, when her soft Dutch accent pulls me from my reverie.
“Michael are you listening?”
“Uh yeah sweetie sorry go on” sh!t pay attention Mike.
“I was asking did you want to go to a club or something?"
I’d rather bend you over and f.cuk you senseless but I don’t think that’s the answer you’re looking for is it sweetie? my perverted mind says.
“Nah too many people staring and gawping at me like I’m some monkey in a damn zoo, I’d rather chill back at my hotel with a good movie. What ya say girl, sound like a plan?”
It’s too cute how she blushes whenever I ask her simple question but I guess it’s going to take a little while longer for her to feel completely relaxed around me. But thankfully she takes me up on my offer letting me know she thinks it’s a “swell idea.”
I help her to her feet and ever the gentleman hold her tiny coat out for her to slips her arms through the sleeves. With her back still facing me she pulls out her long blonde hair that’s gotten stuck inside the jacket and her scent once again fills my nostrils…
Hmm I wonder if she tastes as good as she smells? and with that thought lingering inside my head we make our way towards the exit to the car that I already know is waiting for my departure.
I zone out imagining what it will feel like to have her long lean legs thrown over my shoulders as I f.uck her passionately, when her soft Dutch accent pulls me from my reverie.
“Michael are you listening?”
“Uh yeah sweetie sorry go on” sh!t pay attention Mike.
“I was asking did you want to go to a club or something?"
I’d rather bend you over and f.cuk you senseless but I don’t think that’s the answer you’re looking for is it sweetie? my perverted mind says.
“Nah too many people staring and gawping at me like I’m some monkey in a damn zoo, I’d rather chill back at my hotel with a good movie. What ya say girl, sound like a plan?”
It’s too cute how she blushes whenever I ask her simple question but I guess it’s going to take a little while longer for her to feel completely relaxed around me. But thankfully she takes me up on my offer letting me know she thinks it’s a “swell idea.”
I help her to her feet and ever the gentleman hold her tiny coat out for her to slips her arms through the sleeves. With her back still facing me she pulls out her long blonde hair that’s gotten stuck inside the jacket and her scent once again fills my nostrils…
Hmm I wonder if she tastes as good as she smells? and with that thought lingering inside my head we make our way towards the exit to the car that I already know is waiting for my departure.
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“So Cape Fear it is then!” I announce in victory after a ten minute 
debate on what we should watch. It was a close call between The hand that rocks the cradle, Robin Hood or my favourite Terminator 2 – Judgement Day but we ended up compromising on the Robert De Niro flick.
I pop the video into the VCR and aimlessly kick my loafers from my aching feet before joining her on the plush velvet sofa that screams luxury. Yana’s already removed her shoes and has made herself comfortable which I’m happy to see – maybe this isn’t going to be so hard after all!
I plop myself down next to her, handing her the bowl of popcorn from the coffee table and we settle into a comfortable position for the next two hours.
All throughout the movie my mind amongst other things begs me for release and it doesn’t help when Juliette Lewis pops Robert De Niro’s thumb into her mouth and sucks on it like a wild thang!
F.uck that was hot!
I need to get the show on the road, this is getting way too unbearable.
So gradually my arm ends up around her shoulder, which leads to her resting her head on mine, which then leads to me placing a hand on her thigh whereby she begins to softly stroke the back of my hand with the tips of her fingers.
With every touch she ignites a flame deep within my loins and in response to what appears to be absentminded caresses I can feel ‘lil Mikey come to life. Good job the room is dark and I’m wearing black jeans I think to myself.
After a few more minutes of letting her tease my cool skin I bring her hand up to my mouth and place a soft open mouthed kiss on her warm flesh. I hear her breath catch in the back of her throat, the second time I’ve managed to illicit that reaction from her tonight. She continues to watch the TV as I continue to kiss and stroke her hand. When she fails to look at me I decide to take charge of the situation so I lift her chin and make her look at me.
”Am I making you feel uncomfortable girl?”
”N-no Michael it’s just…”
“What girl, tell me.”
”Uh d-don’t worry it’s nothing.”
I lace my hand within hers hoping that I haven’t offended or frightened her off but before I know it she’s bringing my head down to her level and begging me with her pretty blue eyes to kiss her, so ever the gentleman I oblige.
I slowly nibble on her pink juicy lips and she sighs softly into my mouth. I take things slow at first, nibbling, sucking and teasing her lips but pretty soon she gets impatient and opens her mouth wide inviting me to slip my tongue inside. I say a silent prayer thanking the Lord for the French whose style of kissing we’re now caught up in and feeling her hands tangled inside my hair lets me know she wants this just as much as me when she pulls me closer, trying her best to deepen our kiss.
I let my wandering hands seek out the one place I’ve been dying to touch and squeeze all night – her titties. At first I caress them gently through the thin fabric of her T-shirt but it’s not enough, I need to feel the warmth of her skin underneath my eager fingers so I do just that. I gently run my fingers up and down her side over her rib cage until they come into contact with her hard nubs. I twist her right nipple between my thumb and forefinger and this causes her to groan even louder into my mouth.
When she pushes me away breaking our lust filled kiss I get worried I’ve done something wrong but then out of nowhere she says the one thing that every man is dying to hear when about to embark on a one night stand, “Michael if we’re going to do this then I don’t need you to be gentle and caring, it is what it is right? A f.uck, nothing more nothing less.” The way she states this so matter of fact has my heart pounding wildly inside my chest and my c.ock throbbing boldly inside my pants.
Lady, where have you been all of my life? I chuckle against her lips before resuming out passionate kiss. This chick seems game for anything so I let my mind drift off thinking about all of the possible fantasies I could perhaps get to live out with this girl until I weigh up what one I think she’d be down for.
Breaking away from her juicy lips I make my move wanting to live a little dangerously tonight. I take her ear lobe into my mouth and suck on it before asking breathlessly ”Will you completely give in to me tonight girl?”
“Yessssssssssss” she hisses in reply.
“Come with me then.” I waste no time in pulling her to her feet and leading her to the bedroom.
Her hand shake a little but I know once we get started her nerves will disappear. I’m confident that in no time I’ll be able to unleash some kind of nasty, freaky side to her, a side that even she may not know she possesses.
I close the bedroom door and dim the lights, I tell her to take a seat on the large king size bed. I make my way over to the large walk in closet and return with a black silk scarf that I like to use every now and then as part of a disguise.
I see her eyes widen in recognition of what it is I’m holding but she does nothing to protest she remains silent, merely licking her lips telling me she’s as game for this as I am.
I nudge her legs apart with my knee so I can get a little bit closer to her and she happily obliges by spreading her jean clad thighs all the while still maintaining eye contact. I can see the desire etched across her pretty face and it’s such a turn on I can tell ya.
“Take off your shirt” I say eagerly licking my lips in anticipation of seeing her goodies. She does as she’s told and tosses it idly to the floor then leans back on her elbows giving me an even better view of her titties.
I straddle her lap letting her feel my hardness press into her before capturing her mouth once more with my own. With her eyes already closed I slowly slip the scarf over her lids before securing it behind her head…
debate on what we should watch. It was a close call between The hand that rocks the cradle, Robin Hood or my favourite Terminator 2 – Judgement Day but we ended up compromising on the Robert De Niro flick.I pop the video into the VCR and aimlessly kick my loafers from my aching feet before joining her on the plush velvet sofa that screams luxury. Yana’s already removed her shoes and has made herself comfortable which I’m happy to see – maybe this isn’t going to be so hard after all!
I plop myself down next to her, handing her the bowl of popcorn from the coffee table and we settle into a comfortable position for the next two hours.
All throughout the movie my mind amongst other things begs me for release and it doesn’t help when Juliette Lewis pops Robert De Niro’s thumb into her mouth and sucks on it like a wild thang!
F.uck that was hot!
I need to get the show on the road, this is getting way too unbearable.
So gradually my arm ends up around her shoulder, which leads to her resting her head on mine, which then leads to me placing a hand on her thigh whereby she begins to softly stroke the back of my hand with the tips of her fingers.
With every touch she ignites a flame deep within my loins and in response to what appears to be absentminded caresses I can feel ‘lil Mikey come to life. Good job the room is dark and I’m wearing black jeans I think to myself.
After a few more minutes of letting her tease my cool skin I bring her hand up to my mouth and place a soft open mouthed kiss on her warm flesh. I hear her breath catch in the back of her throat, the second time I’ve managed to illicit that reaction from her tonight. She continues to watch the TV as I continue to kiss and stroke her hand. When she fails to look at me I decide to take charge of the situation so I lift her chin and make her look at me.
”Am I making you feel uncomfortable girl?”
”N-no Michael it’s just…”
“What girl, tell me.”
”Uh d-don’t worry it’s nothing.”
I lace my hand within hers hoping that I haven’t offended or frightened her off but before I know it she’s bringing my head down to her level and begging me with her pretty blue eyes to kiss her, so ever the gentleman I oblige.
I slowly nibble on her pink juicy lips and she sighs softly into my mouth. I take things slow at first, nibbling, sucking and teasing her lips but pretty soon she gets impatient and opens her mouth wide inviting me to slip my tongue inside. I say a silent prayer thanking the Lord for the French whose style of kissing we’re now caught up in and feeling her hands tangled inside my hair lets me know she wants this just as much as me when she pulls me closer, trying her best to deepen our kiss.
I let my wandering hands seek out the one place I’ve been dying to touch and squeeze all night – her titties. At first I caress them gently through the thin fabric of her T-shirt but it’s not enough, I need to feel the warmth of her skin underneath my eager fingers so I do just that. I gently run my fingers up and down her side over her rib cage until they come into contact with her hard nubs. I twist her right nipple between my thumb and forefinger and this causes her to groan even louder into my mouth.
When she pushes me away breaking our lust filled kiss I get worried I’ve done something wrong but then out of nowhere she says the one thing that every man is dying to hear when about to embark on a one night stand, “Michael if we’re going to do this then I don’t need you to be gentle and caring, it is what it is right? A f.uck, nothing more nothing less.” The way she states this so matter of fact has my heart pounding wildly inside my chest and my c.ock throbbing boldly inside my pants.
Lady, where have you been all of my life? I chuckle against her lips before resuming out passionate kiss. This chick seems game for anything so I let my mind drift off thinking about all of the possible fantasies I could perhaps get to live out with this girl until I weigh up what one I think she’d be down for.
Breaking away from her juicy lips I make my move wanting to live a little dangerously tonight. I take her ear lobe into my mouth and suck on it before asking breathlessly ”Will you completely give in to me tonight girl?”
“Yessssssssssss” she hisses in reply.
“Come with me then.” I waste no time in pulling her to her feet and leading her to the bedroom.
Her hand shake a little but I know once we get started her nerves will disappear. I’m confident that in no time I’ll be able to unleash some kind of nasty, freaky side to her, a side that even she may not know she possesses.
I close the bedroom door and dim the lights, I tell her to take a seat on the large king size bed. I make my way over to the large walk in closet and return with a black silk scarf that I like to use every now and then as part of a disguise.
I see her eyes widen in recognition of what it is I’m holding but she does nothing to protest she remains silent, merely licking her lips telling me she’s as game for this as I am.
I nudge her legs apart with my knee so I can get a little bit closer to her and she happily obliges by spreading her jean clad thighs all the while still maintaining eye contact. I can see the desire etched across her pretty face and it’s such a turn on I can tell ya.
“Take off your shirt” I say eagerly licking my lips in anticipation of seeing her goodies. She does as she’s told and tosses it idly to the floor then leans back on her elbows giving me an even better view of her titties.
I straddle her lap letting her feel my hardness press into her before capturing her mouth once more with my own. With her eyes already closed I slowly slip the scarf over her lids before securing it behind her head…
~~~~
He removes the blindfold and I look up in shock to see his naked form staring back at me in the mirror. He’s been invading my fantasies for so long that to see him stand behind me with his huge c.ock on show has me salivating like a hungry wolf.
I’m staring into a vanity mirror that appears to be his make-up station, it’s complete with spot lights which completely frame the mirror and right now those lights are shining brightly only enhancing our reflections.
I watch in awe as he slowly pulls on his shaft; back and forth, up and down his juices slowly trickling out of his swollen head – he never breaks eye contact.
He grins when I lick my lips in anticipation, I want to taste him, no I need to taste his desire. I want his large, throbbing c.ock inside places I’ve never dreamed of before now, even if it means excruciating pain I’ll take it!
Hell I’ll take anything this man has to offer.
“Bend over” I hear him command and like a good girl I do as I’m told. I lay my palms flat against the cool surface of the mirror and when he grabs a hold of my hips I lift my ass high into the air, eagerly coaxing him to give it to me – all of it.
”Mmmm you’re gon’ be in the spotlight tonight baby” I hear his seductive growl in my ear but before he can lay it on me a flash of guilt floods my senses, when a small voice inside says ”Yana you have a boyfriend!”
“W-wait—“ I cry out as I look at him over my shoulder.
”W-what if we get caught,” I say breathlessly. I realize I’m trying to stall, trying my best to buy some time as the good side of me battles it out with the not so good side of me. I need to toss these feelings of guilt to one side before he takes me. I want to enjoy this; my boyfriend is the last person I should be thinking of right now.
Michael looks at me slightly confused, his eyebrows furrow together and his lips form into and ‘O’ shape before he growls ”Ain’t nobody busting up in here girl but even if they did do you really care?” and pulls me forcefully into his crotch. His huge c.ock slaps against my ass and right then and there all feelings of guilt are out the window along with my manners as I moan “Ooooo no mmmmm fucccckk me Michaeeeel.”
He spins me around so that I’m facing him, his large hands firmly grip my small waist and instinctively my arms encircle his shoulders as I pull him into me, his lips once again melding into mine.
He greedily feats on my bottom lip, anyone would think he hasn’t eaten in a while! His salacious lips and hot tongue alternates between nibbling and sucking on my own causing the juices between my legs to soak my flimsy underwear.
As the heat pools quickly between my legs, his erection pokes and prods against my lower stomach, his juices continue to leak leaving little wet patches on my hot sticky skin. He feels so hot, so wet, so hard. F.uck I want him and like NOW!
“Mmmmm girrrrrrrl” a throaty moan escapes from the deep recess of his voice box. The way he lazily drawls out the word girl stirs something within me causing my inhibitions fly out the window as I pull him hungrily into me. My hands bury themselves into his mass of black curls and he moans loudly into my mouth, our tongues thrash wildly inside the others mouth, we’re now fully engrossed in a battle for pure dominance.
His tongue strokes and massages my mouth into a frenzy, his kisses are divine and right here right now I must be in heaven because my whole body feels like it’s floating on thin air.
I feel his large hand slip into my own hair and without warning he jerks my head back breaking us from our passionate French kiss to lay open mouthed kisses on my exposed neck and shoulders. I gasp from his force but also from being so lost in his kiss, I hear myself panting loudly as I try to fill my lungs with much needed oxygen.
“Mmmm yesssssss! I hear myself groan as he starts to suck on that sensitive spot just below my right ear. He applies more pressure, gentle doesn’t seem to be in his vocabulary - his lips and tongue act like a plunger on my hot skin, I know what he’s doing is going to leave a few marks but I really couldn’t give a sh!t right now.
His tongue continues to push harder and harder onto my skin and I slightly flinch when he grazes his teeth languidly against the sensitive part of my throat.
“Aaaaaaargggggg” I cry out when he bites down hard causing me to jerk upwards pushing my flesh further into his torturous mouth. He pulls away and looks at me with a huge grin on his face, f.uck me this man is a sadist.
My hands snake their way towards his pulsating d!ck as I think ”You’re not the only sadist in the room Mister!” I wrap my small hand around his ridiculously large manhood and firmly tug at his veiny foreskin whilst my other hand begins to massage his swollen head.
”Urgh yeah baby… Ooooo yeah just like that girrrrl” I must be doing something right because his loud moans echo around the room and he thrusts his hips hard and fast to the rhythm of my strokes.
Michael continues to bite and suck on my skin and I continue to stroke him into oblivion. His excitement is contagious and evident from the pre-cum that’s steadily coating my fingers. Pulling my left hand from his throbbing head I bring my fingers to my mouth; I want to taste him so bad.
When he senses what I’m about to do he lifts his head from my shoulder and watches in awe as I slowly insert my index finger all the way into my mouth making sure I catch every last drop of his musky essence. I suck and lick at my fingers slowly, whilst still pumping his thick shaft quickly trying my best not to break the steady rhythm I’ve got going. Once I’ve licked all four fingers clean I finish my little show for him by giving one long lick from the base of my palm all the way up to my middle finger and this just drives him wild.
“All gone” I say huskily with my sexy little-girl voice. A small giggle escapes my lips when I notice his dark eyes have now turned to a deep shade of black and they widen with desire; now I know its game on.
I’m staring into a vanity mirror that appears to be his make-up station, it’s complete with spot lights which completely frame the mirror and right now those lights are shining brightly only enhancing our reflections.
I watch in awe as he slowly pulls on his shaft; back and forth, up and down his juices slowly trickling out of his swollen head – he never breaks eye contact.
He grins when I lick my lips in anticipation, I want to taste him, no I need to taste his desire. I want his large, throbbing c.ock inside places I’ve never dreamed of before now, even if it means excruciating pain I’ll take it!
Hell I’ll take anything this man has to offer.
“Bend over” I hear him command and like a good girl I do as I’m told. I lay my palms flat against the cool surface of the mirror and when he grabs a hold of my hips I lift my ass high into the air, eagerly coaxing him to give it to me – all of it.
”Mmmm you’re gon’ be in the spotlight tonight baby” I hear his seductive growl in my ear but before he can lay it on me a flash of guilt floods my senses, when a small voice inside says ”Yana you have a boyfriend!”
“W-wait—“ I cry out as I look at him over my shoulder.
”W-what if we get caught,” I say breathlessly. I realize I’m trying to stall, trying my best to buy some time as the good side of me battles it out with the not so good side of me. I need to toss these feelings of guilt to one side before he takes me. I want to enjoy this; my boyfriend is the last person I should be thinking of right now.
Michael looks at me slightly confused, his eyebrows furrow together and his lips form into and ‘O’ shape before he growls ”Ain’t nobody busting up in here girl but even if they did do you really care?” and pulls me forcefully into his crotch. His huge c.ock slaps against my ass and right then and there all feelings of guilt are out the window along with my manners as I moan “Ooooo no mmmmm fucccckk me Michaeeeel.”
He spins me around so that I’m facing him, his large hands firmly grip my small waist and instinctively my arms encircle his shoulders as I pull him into me, his lips once again melding into mine.
He greedily feats on my bottom lip, anyone would think he hasn’t eaten in a while! His salacious lips and hot tongue alternates between nibbling and sucking on my own causing the juices between my legs to soak my flimsy underwear.
As the heat pools quickly between my legs, his erection pokes and prods against my lower stomach, his juices continue to leak leaving little wet patches on my hot sticky skin. He feels so hot, so wet, so hard. F.uck I want him and like NOW!
“Mmmmm girrrrrrrl” a throaty moan escapes from the deep recess of his voice box. The way he lazily drawls out the word girl stirs something within me causing my inhibitions fly out the window as I pull him hungrily into me. My hands bury themselves into his mass of black curls and he moans loudly into my mouth, our tongues thrash wildly inside the others mouth, we’re now fully engrossed in a battle for pure dominance.
His tongue strokes and massages my mouth into a frenzy, his kisses are divine and right here right now I must be in heaven because my whole body feels like it’s floating on thin air.
I feel his large hand slip into my own hair and without warning he jerks my head back breaking us from our passionate French kiss to lay open mouthed kisses on my exposed neck and shoulders. I gasp from his force but also from being so lost in his kiss, I hear myself panting loudly as I try to fill my lungs with much needed oxygen.
“Mmmm yesssssss! I hear myself groan as he starts to suck on that sensitive spot just below my right ear. He applies more pressure, gentle doesn’t seem to be in his vocabulary - his lips and tongue act like a plunger on my hot skin, I know what he’s doing is going to leave a few marks but I really couldn’t give a sh!t right now.
His tongue continues to push harder and harder onto my skin and I slightly flinch when he grazes his teeth languidly against the sensitive part of my throat.
“Aaaaaaargggggg” I cry out when he bites down hard causing me to jerk upwards pushing my flesh further into his torturous mouth. He pulls away and looks at me with a huge grin on his face, f.uck me this man is a sadist.
My hands snake their way towards his pulsating d!ck as I think ”You’re not the only sadist in the room Mister!” I wrap my small hand around his ridiculously large manhood and firmly tug at his veiny foreskin whilst my other hand begins to massage his swollen head.
”Urgh yeah baby… Ooooo yeah just like that girrrrl” I must be doing something right because his loud moans echo around the room and he thrusts his hips hard and fast to the rhythm of my strokes.
Michael continues to bite and suck on my skin and I continue to stroke him into oblivion. His excitement is contagious and evident from the pre-cum that’s steadily coating my fingers. Pulling my left hand from his throbbing head I bring my fingers to my mouth; I want to taste him so bad.
When he senses what I’m about to do he lifts his head from my shoulder and watches in awe as I slowly insert my index finger all the way into my mouth making sure I catch every last drop of his musky essence. I suck and lick at my fingers slowly, whilst still pumping his thick shaft quickly trying my best not to break the steady rhythm I’ve got going. Once I’ve licked all four fingers clean I finish my little show for him by giving one long lick from the base of my palm all the way up to my middle finger and this just drives him wild.
“All gone” I say huskily with my sexy little-girl voice. A small giggle escapes my lips when I notice his dark eyes have now turned to a deep shade of black and they widen with desire; now I know its game on.
~~~~
”Cute” I mutter under my breath. She thinks she’s cute. Well I’ll show her who’s cute when she’s begging me to stop.
Grudgingly I remove her hands from my cock and quickly unzip her tight jeans yanking them down to the floor along with her visibly soiled panties.
I wonder if she’ll let me keep them I muse to myself.
Right on cue her bottom lip gets caught between her teeth and I smirk at her reaction to me kneeling before her. I make a move to massage her thighs, I love to get caught up in a woman’s body, touching their smooth skin, caressing it with my hands and mouth but then I remember what she said – tonight is just a f.uck.
So instead of acting all gentle and sweet I place a quick kiss just above her pubic bone before standing back up to meet her at eye level. The look of confusion and disappointment is evident from the way her mouth slightly droops and her eyes slightly squint with frustration. But before she can verbally protest to my teasing I lift her up onto my make-up station so her back is pressed against the mirror and before she knows it I’m back on my knees with both of her legs thrown over my shoulders for good measure.
The smell of her sweet arousal fills my nostrils as I inch closer and closer to her hidden treasures. Her scent is making me crazy so I waste no time in burying myself inside the one place I know will earn me kudos as I begin me assault on her dripping wet pussy.
Her lower lips glisten in the light and her desire steadily oozes from her centre so I lean in for the kill. As soon as my flat tongue licks the entire length of her slit she starts to buck wildly into my face and begins to pull and yank on my hair. In a sick way I love the feel of her nails digging into my head so I repeat my previous tongue motion earning me a very loud moan of approval, “Yesssssssssssssss.”
“Mmmmmm you like that Yana? You like my tongue f.ucking you?”
“Ohsweetjesusinheavenaboveyessssssssssssssssssssss sss.” I chuckle against her hot opening, I love having this kind of affect over a woman’s body – makes me feel so alive.
I insert my tongue into her entrance and immediately feel her walls clench and contract with excitement. Her thighs shake against my shoulders and I know I’m working her body good.
I dig around and explore her canal with my tongue until I manage to find that bumpy spot buried a couple of inches deep. I know how this makes a woman go bonkers so as soon as I find it I start to repeatedly stab and poke at it over and over until she eventually explodes into my hungry mouth.
As soon as her walls grip at my tongue I bury a finger into her so deep that I actually think I touch her tonsils.
“Oooooooooooooo Miiiiiiiiichaeeeellllllllll,” she tugs at my hair even harder than before and I continue to suck and lap up her juices whilst my finger pumps at her tight walls.
“Mmmmmmm sooooooo wetttttt.” She thrashes into me violently, her thighs trembling and shaking from convulsing so much.
“Aaarggg Ooooooo Michaaeellll mmmmm noooooo more pleaseeee I-I can’t taaaaaaake itttttt.”
I give her one long languid lick for good measure before pulling my head from in between her legs, I know I’ve worked her so good cuz her spot is super sensitive and she actually has tears in her eyes.
“Was that good for you baby?” I ask smugly planting a wet kiss on her lips. I let her taste her own musk revelling in the fact that her orgasm came for me so easy (pardon the pun). Damn I’m getting good at this!
“Yes ohgod yes so good Michael,” she pants breathlessly against my swollen lips.
I smirk in victory. I love making a woman feel good, it’s most definitely in my top three things I love to do in life.
Grudgingly I remove her hands from my cock and quickly unzip her tight jeans yanking them down to the floor along with her visibly soiled panties.
I wonder if she’ll let me keep them I muse to myself.
Right on cue her bottom lip gets caught between her teeth and I smirk at her reaction to me kneeling before her. I make a move to massage her thighs, I love to get caught up in a woman’s body, touching their smooth skin, caressing it with my hands and mouth but then I remember what she said – tonight is just a f.uck.
So instead of acting all gentle and sweet I place a quick kiss just above her pubic bone before standing back up to meet her at eye level. The look of confusion and disappointment is evident from the way her mouth slightly droops and her eyes slightly squint with frustration. But before she can verbally protest to my teasing I lift her up onto my make-up station so her back is pressed against the mirror and before she knows it I’m back on my knees with both of her legs thrown over my shoulders for good measure.
The smell of her sweet arousal fills my nostrils as I inch closer and closer to her hidden treasures. Her scent is making me crazy so I waste no time in burying myself inside the one place I know will earn me kudos as I begin me assault on her dripping wet pussy.
Her lower lips glisten in the light and her desire steadily oozes from her centre so I lean in for the kill. As soon as my flat tongue licks the entire length of her slit she starts to buck wildly into my face and begins to pull and yank on my hair. In a sick way I love the feel of her nails digging into my head so I repeat my previous tongue motion earning me a very loud moan of approval, “Yesssssssssssssss.”
“Mmmmmm you like that Yana? You like my tongue f.ucking you?”
“Ohsweetjesusinheavenaboveyessssssssssssssssssssss sss.” I chuckle against her hot opening, I love having this kind of affect over a woman’s body – makes me feel so alive.
I insert my tongue into her entrance and immediately feel her walls clench and contract with excitement. Her thighs shake against my shoulders and I know I’m working her body good.
I dig around and explore her canal with my tongue until I manage to find that bumpy spot buried a couple of inches deep. I know how this makes a woman go bonkers so as soon as I find it I start to repeatedly stab and poke at it over and over until she eventually explodes into my hungry mouth.
As soon as her walls grip at my tongue I bury a finger into her so deep that I actually think I touch her tonsils.
“Oooooooooooooo Miiiiiiiiichaeeeellllllllll,” she tugs at my hair even harder than before and I continue to suck and lap up her juices whilst my finger pumps at her tight walls.
“Mmmmmmm sooooooo wetttttt.” She thrashes into me violently, her thighs trembling and shaking from convulsing so much.
“Aaarggg Ooooooo Michaaeellll mmmmm noooooo more pleaseeee I-I can’t taaaaaaake itttttt.”
I give her one long languid lick for good measure before pulling my head from in between her legs, I know I’ve worked her so good cuz her spot is super sensitive and she actually has tears in her eyes.
“Was that good for you baby?” I ask smugly planting a wet kiss on her lips. I let her taste her own musk revelling in the fact that her orgasm came for me so easy (pardon the pun). Damn I’m getting good at this!
“Yes ohgod yes so good Michael,” she pants breathlessly against my swollen lips.
I smirk in victory. I love making a woman feel good, it’s most definitely in my top three things I love to do in life.
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OHMYGOD HIS MOUTH IS AMAZING!
I can’t believe I’m actually here right now doing this with HIM. My lungs gasp for air, my heart beats erratically inside my chest and he just stands there looking at me as though butter wouldn’t melt.
Who is this man? And where is the shy Michael Jackson I’ve heard so much about?
My eyes widen in awe when he kneels on the bed and starts to craw towards me like a panther on all fours. I scoot backwards so that I’m lying in the middle of the bed and he proceeds to crawl up my body kissing me on his merry way.
I’ve never felt that immense amount of pleasure from a tongue before – not once from my boyfriend! He usually b!tches like crazy when he goes down on me, he never seems to fully enjoy himself - well not like Michael did.
Nope he’s never shown the same amount of interest as Michael has.
How I’m ever going to be able to go back to dining from an all you can eat buffet when tonight I’ve sampled à la carte from the finest restaurant on the planet beats me? Its official with only his mouth, Michael has spoiled me forever where men are concerned and I need to make the most of it because after tonight I’d be surprised if I ever came again!
“Mmmmm what are you thinking Yana?” he growls against my skin before one of my nipples gets lost inside his magical hot mouth.
I clear the little froggy that’s lodged itself inside my throat before saying, “Y-you Michael hmmmmm and how gooooooood you tasted mmmmmm.”
The little sample I tasted earlier just simply isn’t enough and I somewhat feel the need to repay him for the earth shattering orgasm he just evoked within me.
“Is that right girl,” he teases whilst flicking his tongue back and forth over one of my erect nipples, “hmmmmmmmm,” is the only thing that escapes my lips.
“You wan’ a taste now or later?”
OMG.KILL.ME.KILL.ME.NOW!
Now Michael I want it now,” wow I can’t believe how desperate I sound?!
His chocolate brown eyes twinkle with mischief as he drinks my body in licking his lips letting me know he likes what he sees. He’s still straddling my stomach, kissing and touching my breasts, teasing me with his tongue letting me know he’s the one who’ll be setting the pace tonight.
Actually I don’t mind that at all, I’m loving the fact that he’s taking charge so I close my eyes and let him work his magic tongue and eager fingers across my body.
I keep my eyes closed letting the sweet sensations wash over me, I’m drowning in his touches and I’m drunk with desire. I feel him shift slightly as he makes his way up my body until I feel him practically sitting on my chest.
My eyes fly open to see his thick, hard shaft only inches away from my face.
I see him smirk at my gobsmacked expression, he’s caught me off guard and he knows it. Realising what it is he wants from me, I smirk right back at him and say huskily, “Move a little closer,” before licking my lips.
He positions himself directly over my face with his knees on either side of my head and grabs onto the headboard for support.
“You sure about this - girrrrrrrrrrrrlllllllll Oooooooooo mmmmmm yessssssssssss.”
Before he can finish asking me if I’m sure about returning his oral loving, I greedily pop his swollen head into my mouth and try my best to recreate the mind blowing orgasm he bestowed upon me just minutes ago.
Aaaahhhhhhhhh mmmmm sssssssssss,” he hisses and moans when I use my tongue to poke, prod and flick at the little opening that’s increasingly dripping his excitement into my mouth for me to taste.
I swirl my tongue in a figure of eight fashion around and around the tip of his penis, pumping him slowly at first with my right hand whilst my left hand gropes and squeezes at his jewels.
His moaning is like music to my ears and I know I’m working him good when his hips start to buck against my teasing tongue, forcing himself deeper inside my mouth for me to feast on his length. At first his hips thrust slowly into my mouth like he’s pacing himself with the steady rhythm of his movements. He looks down at me paying lip service (pun intended) to his best friend, his lips curled into a snarl, his eyes all glazed over with desire.
I know there’s not a chance in hell I’m going to be able to fit this glorious work of art all the way inside my mouth, but like a trooper I try my best to accommodate as much of him as physically possible.
“Oooooo yessssssssss mmmmmmmm oh f.uck ohf.uck ohf.uck,” he groans loudly for the whole entire hotel to hear when I relax my throat muscles letting him slip inside that little bit further.
“Mmmmmmmmm,” a guttural moan escapes my lips as I get lost in the act of pleasing his fine royal ass.
The vibrations practically send him over the edge, “Dayuuuuuuuuum girrrrrrrrl Oooooooweeeeeee that feels gooooood.”
I lift my chin tilting my head back just a smidgen letting his cock slide in deeper again, I close my lips around his thick shaft creating as much friction as possible.
I look up to see he’s thrown his head back, his mouth is hanging wide open, he’s grunting like a barbarian and thrusting his hips like a fiend. I feel my teeth scrape along his sensitive skin, nipping at his foreskin, but this does nothing to deter him from f.ucking my mouth like crazy.
“Urrrgggggg Yana babbbbbby mmmmmmmm yesssssssssssssss.”
His thrusts get harder and I know he’s real lose, I feel his c.ock twitch and pulsate inside my mouth and his balls seem to tighten with every stroke.
“Girrrrrrrrrrrrrrl I-I can’t wait anymore I n-need to f.uck you,” he pants pulling himself free from the clutches of my mouth.
“Are you on t-the pill? Say yes please say yessssss,” he begs.
“Yessssssss,” I hiss.
He pulls me up - rather abruptly I might add, flips me over so that I’m on all fours doggy style, slips the blindfold back over my eyes and then,“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKK.”
I scream so loudly, his intrusion into my body totally taking me my surprise! Even though I knew full well what his intentions were by placing me in this position - I don’t think any amount of foreplay could have ever prepared me for his thickness.
“Oooooooo babbbbyyyyy arrrrgggggg so… tight… mmmmm… hot….weeeettttttt… yesssssssssss,” he moans.
We’ve only just begun and already I’m panting like a b!tch in heat. His nails dig into my hips, pulling and gripping at my flesh as he slams himself into me over and over…
I can’t believe I’m actually here right now doing this with HIM. My lungs gasp for air, my heart beats erratically inside my chest and he just stands there looking at me as though butter wouldn’t melt.
Who is this man? And where is the shy Michael Jackson I’ve heard so much about?
My eyes widen in awe when he kneels on the bed and starts to craw towards me like a panther on all fours. I scoot backwards so that I’m lying in the middle of the bed and he proceeds to crawl up my body kissing me on his merry way.
I’ve never felt that immense amount of pleasure from a tongue before – not once from my boyfriend! He usually b!tches like crazy when he goes down on me, he never seems to fully enjoy himself - well not like Michael did.
Nope he’s never shown the same amount of interest as Michael has.
How I’m ever going to be able to go back to dining from an all you can eat buffet when tonight I’ve sampled à la carte from the finest restaurant on the planet beats me? Its official with only his mouth, Michael has spoiled me forever where men are concerned and I need to make the most of it because after tonight I’d be surprised if I ever came again!
“Mmmmm what are you thinking Yana?” he growls against my skin before one of my nipples gets lost inside his magical hot mouth.
I clear the little froggy that’s lodged itself inside my throat before saying, “Y-you Michael hmmmmm and how gooooooood you tasted mmmmmm.”
The little sample I tasted earlier just simply isn’t enough and I somewhat feel the need to repay him for the earth shattering orgasm he just evoked within me.
“Is that right girl,” he teases whilst flicking his tongue back and forth over one of my erect nipples, “hmmmmmmmm,” is the only thing that escapes my lips.
“You wan’ a taste now or later?”
OMG.KILL.ME.KILL.ME.NOW!
Now Michael I want it now,” wow I can’t believe how desperate I sound?!
His chocolate brown eyes twinkle with mischief as he drinks my body in licking his lips letting me know he likes what he sees. He’s still straddling my stomach, kissing and touching my breasts, teasing me with his tongue letting me know he’s the one who’ll be setting the pace tonight.
Actually I don’t mind that at all, I’m loving the fact that he’s taking charge so I close my eyes and let him work his magic tongue and eager fingers across my body.
I keep my eyes closed letting the sweet sensations wash over me, I’m drowning in his touches and I’m drunk with desire. I feel him shift slightly as he makes his way up my body until I feel him practically sitting on my chest.
My eyes fly open to see his thick, hard shaft only inches away from my face.
I see him smirk at my gobsmacked expression, he’s caught me off guard and he knows it. Realising what it is he wants from me, I smirk right back at him and say huskily, “Move a little closer,” before licking my lips.
He positions himself directly over my face with his knees on either side of my head and grabs onto the headboard for support.
“You sure about this - girrrrrrrrrrrrlllllllll Oooooooooo mmmmmm yessssssssssss.”
Before he can finish asking me if I’m sure about returning his oral loving, I greedily pop his swollen head into my mouth and try my best to recreate the mind blowing orgasm he bestowed upon me just minutes ago.
Aaaahhhhhhhhh mmmmm sssssssssss,” he hisses and moans when I use my tongue to poke, prod and flick at the little opening that’s increasingly dripping his excitement into my mouth for me to taste.
I swirl my tongue in a figure of eight fashion around and around the tip of his penis, pumping him slowly at first with my right hand whilst my left hand gropes and squeezes at his jewels.
His moaning is like music to my ears and I know I’m working him good when his hips start to buck against my teasing tongue, forcing himself deeper inside my mouth for me to feast on his length. At first his hips thrust slowly into my mouth like he’s pacing himself with the steady rhythm of his movements. He looks down at me paying lip service (pun intended) to his best friend, his lips curled into a snarl, his eyes all glazed over with desire.
I know there’s not a chance in hell I’m going to be able to fit this glorious work of art all the way inside my mouth, but like a trooper I try my best to accommodate as much of him as physically possible.
“Oooooo yessssssssss mmmmmmmm oh f.uck ohf.uck ohf.uck,” he groans loudly for the whole entire hotel to hear when I relax my throat muscles letting him slip inside that little bit further.
“Mmmmmmmmm,” a guttural moan escapes my lips as I get lost in the act of pleasing his fine royal ass.
The vibrations practically send him over the edge, “Dayuuuuuuuuum girrrrrrrrl Oooooooweeeeeee that feels gooooood.”
I lift my chin tilting my head back just a smidgen letting his cock slide in deeper again, I close my lips around his thick shaft creating as much friction as possible.
I look up to see he’s thrown his head back, his mouth is hanging wide open, he’s grunting like a barbarian and thrusting his hips like a fiend. I feel my teeth scrape along his sensitive skin, nipping at his foreskin, but this does nothing to deter him from f.ucking my mouth like crazy.
“Urrrgggggg Yana babbbbbby mmmmmmmm yesssssssssssssss.”
His thrusts get harder and I know he’s real lose, I feel his c.ock twitch and pulsate inside my mouth and his balls seem to tighten with every stroke.
“Girrrrrrrrrrrrrrl I-I can’t wait anymore I n-need to f.uck you,” he pants pulling himself free from the clutches of my mouth.
“Are you on t-the pill? Say yes please say yessssss,” he begs.
“Yessssssss,” I hiss.
He pulls me up - rather abruptly I might add, flips me over so that I’m on all fours doggy style, slips the blindfold back over my eyes and then,“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKK.”
I scream so loudly, his intrusion into my body totally taking me my surprise! Even though I knew full well what his intentions were by placing me in this position - I don’t think any amount of foreplay could have ever prepared me for his thickness.
“Oooooooo babbbbyyyyy arrrrgggggg so… tight… mmmmm… hot….weeeettttttt… yesssssssssss,” he moans.
We’ve only just begun and already I’m panting like a b!tch in heat. His nails dig into my hips, pulling and gripping at my flesh as he slams himself into me over and over…
~~~~
Holy Mary mercy me she feels so freakin’ good!
She feels so tight… so wet… the way her walls contract and clasp at my c.ock has my head spinning and my balls tingling with each thrust.
“Oooooo babbbby tilt your ass for me,” she does as she’s told allowing me to penetrate her even deeper – “OHMAGOD YANA…” I feel her walls close in on my squeezing the life out of my d!ck.
“Aaaaarggggggg M-MICAAAAELLLL,” she screams when I circle her swollen clit with my thumb, cajoling her to cum.
I’m so close I don’t think I can last much longer.
She shifts her body, leans forward and buries her face into the pillow, her blonde hair covering her blindfolded eyes, the sheets bunched inside her balled up fists.
“CUM…”
*pant*
“WITH…”
*pant*
“MEEEEEEE…..”
*pant*
I pound her again and again alternating between long deep strokes and short shallow thrusts… I think I wind her a few times because she gasps for air but her moaning lets me know she’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
I lean forwards to caress her perky breasts with my free hand, my other hand continuing its assault on her sweet spot.
“Uhhhhhhhh Michael you’re soooooooo deeeeeep,” she cries.
“Cum with me baby…. Cum with me…” I beg.
“Aaaaaarrrggggggggggggggggg,” and like a supernova being born from passion and lust she erupts, her warmth closing tightly around my length and that does it for me…
“Aaaaaarggggggg,” she cries again when I unintentionally sink my teeth into her shoulder as my c.ock shoots my seed deep inside her c.unt.
“Urgggg uhhhhhhhhh urrrgggggggg,” I grunt into her ear still thrusting deep as I ride my orgasm hard and fast.
I feel my knees buckle and I collapse on top of her - my oxygen starved lungs begging for air.
“Tha—that w-was…”
“AMAZING,” she breathlessly pants.
“Wow,” is my reply.
I turn her on her side spooning her, she pulls down the blindfold to look at me and we seem to stay like this forever, with my now flaccid c.ock still buried deep inside.
“Such a pretty fish,” I accidently say aloud.
“FISH?” she laughs causing Lil’ Mikey to stir from his slumber “Oooooo gurrrrlllll do that again,” I groan.
“You’re insatiable,” she purrs before ruthlessly clamping her walls tightly around my shaft!
I grudgingly pull myself out of her tight pussy, throw her over my shoulders, smack her ass for good measure and march us into the bathroom…
“Oooooo let’s see if you can swim pretty fish.”
Time for round 2…
She feels so tight… so wet… the way her walls contract and clasp at my c.ock has my head spinning and my balls tingling with each thrust.
“Oooooo babbbby tilt your ass for me,” she does as she’s told allowing me to penetrate her even deeper – “OHMAGOD YANA…” I feel her walls close in on my squeezing the life out of my d!ck.
“Aaaaarggggggg M-MICAAAAELLLL,” she screams when I circle her swollen clit with my thumb, cajoling her to cum.
I’m so close I don’t think I can last much longer.
She shifts her body, leans forward and buries her face into the pillow, her blonde hair covering her blindfolded eyes, the sheets bunched inside her balled up fists.
“CUM…”
*pant*
“WITH…”
*pant*
“MEEEEEEE…..”
*pant*
I pound her again and again alternating between long deep strokes and short shallow thrusts… I think I wind her a few times because she gasps for air but her moaning lets me know she’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
I lean forwards to caress her perky breasts with my free hand, my other hand continuing its assault on her sweet spot.
“Uhhhhhhhh Michael you’re soooooooo deeeeeep,” she cries.
“Cum with me baby…. Cum with me…” I beg.
“Aaaaaarrrggggggggggggggggg,” and like a supernova being born from passion and lust she erupts, her warmth closing tightly around my length and that does it for me…
“Aaaaaarggggggg,” she cries again when I unintentionally sink my teeth into her shoulder as my c.ock shoots my seed deep inside her c.unt.
“Urgggg uhhhhhhhhh urrrgggggggg,” I grunt into her ear still thrusting deep as I ride my orgasm hard and fast.
I feel my knees buckle and I collapse on top of her - my oxygen starved lungs begging for air.
“Tha—that w-was…”
“AMAZING,” she breathlessly pants.
“Wow,” is my reply.
I turn her on her side spooning her, she pulls down the blindfold to look at me and we seem to stay like this forever, with my now flaccid c.ock still buried deep inside.
“Such a pretty fish,” I accidently say aloud.
“FISH?” she laughs causing Lil’ Mikey to stir from his slumber “Oooooo gurrrrlllll do that again,” I groan.
“You’re insatiable,” she purrs before ruthlessly clamping her walls tightly around my shaft!
I grudgingly pull myself out of her tight pussy, throw her over my shoulders, smack her ass for good measure and march us into the bathroom…
“Oooooo let’s see if you can swim pretty fish.”
Time for round 2…
1 comment:
Another erotic one Nicki! I love it!! Michael can't seem to get enough!!
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