Sacred Thoughts - The Collection

by Alana Chappell

  “I love the way you taste,” she says as she lies across her. Passionately kissing, they exchange words of love.

  “We should get up and get back to the hotel,” Jasmine says as they reach for their clothes.

  “You’re right,” she replies.

  “Thanks for helping me make my beach fantasy come true,” Jasmine replies.

  “Well, it was easy when you are my fantasy,” Alexandra adds with a smile.

  Going the Distance

  10:00 P.M. on a Saturday night, the air is crisp and new as Sebastian and Leslie drive down the street with the windows down. They are on their way to meet a new couple that they have been engaging with on the internet for months. Having high expectations, they have chosen a specific club to meet at. They finally arrive at their final destination and are dressed to impress. Sebastian finds a parking spot near the club and they casually get out of the car. He grabs Leslie’s hand and tells her, “You look beautiful tonight. I am proud to be with you.”

  “Thanks.” she replies. “You look pretty hot yourself. Let’s go see what we are in for tonight,” Leslie says as she giggles.

  After standing in line for 15 minutes they finally make their way into the club, ready for some action. “Look,” says Leslie, “drink specials tonight till 11:00, and they are only a dollar for the next 45 minutes.”

  “Great,” says Sebastian as he clears a way for them to get to the bar. “What are you going to drink?” he asks his wife.

  “Long Island,” she replies, “might as well make it a good night,” she whispers to him as they stand there waiting for the drinks to be poured. “What did you order, babe?”

  “Same thing,” he replies. “It looks like we are both in for a good night.” They laugh as they toast to the beginning of what they hope to be an invigorating night.

  Scoping the crowd as they look for a seat, they are hope they can catch a sneak peak of this sexy couple they had both anticipated. After a few moments of watching people dance Sebastian receives a phone call. The other couple have arrived at the club and want to know where they should meet, considering this club is so packed.

  Their anxiety builds up as they anxiously walk toward the front of the club where they are to meet. Finally, a glimpse of what they were looking to find turns out to be a pleasant surprise. He stands about 6’2”, tall, dark and handsome; she has curly shoulder-length hair with a killer hourglass figure.

  Sebastian reaches out to shake Anthony’s hand. “Nice to finally meet you,” he says as he places his hand on Leslie’s lower back and introduces her to Anthony.

  “Great to meet you,” Anthony says with a devilish grin. “This is my wife Monica.”

  Leslie goes in for a hug. As she is immersed in Monica’s sexy smell, she says, “It’s nice to meet you.”

  “Likewise,” says Monica. “This must be Sebastian.” She shakes his hand.

  “Yes,” he replies. “Let’s go find a place to sit down so we can chat a little bit.”

  As they find a little round table on the edge of the dance floor, they try to make themselves as comfortable as they can. With the chemistry in place there seems to be a sexual tension in the air that is overtaking each one of them. As they chat for a while Leslie can’t help completely undressing the two of them with her eyes. She could feel herself throbbing with anticipation down below. She looks over at her husband from across the table and can tell he is also pleased with Monica’s beauty.

  A few moments pass and Anthony grabs Leslie’s hand to go dance. “Oh,” says Leslie, “I am definitely ready to go. I love this song.”

  Looking over at her husband, he has already made his way to the dance floor with Monica. As Anthony grabs Leslie around the waist, he pulls her in closer and asks her, “Are you pleased with what you see?”

  “Of course I am, pleasantly,” she replies.

  “Good,” he says, “Because I am definitely attracted to you.”

  As they grind closer to each other, she leans her head upon his chest and he places his hands around her waist and pulls her in even tighter. She can feel his enormous bulge through his pants. Keeping in mind that they are in a club she tries to contain herself. All she can think about is riding that huge bulge in his pants.

  Sebastian is enjoying himself as he is grinding up against Monica’s sexy body. Leslie tries to catch a sneak peek but her husband and Monica are imbedded in the crowd and barely visible. The dance floor feels as though it has become a little darker, creating a very sexy mood. Within moments she and Anthony find themselves backed into a corner of the dance floor. The place is packed and everyone around them is having a really good time. The mood is heightened and the sexual tension is overwhelming.

  Anthony whispers in Leslie’s ear. “I want to touch you so badly, can I?”

  “Yes, you can,” she says anxiously as she feels like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment. Already wet with anticipation, Anthony slides his fingers down the front of her pants and reaches inside her panties. He begins to pulsate his fingers back and forth inside of her. She can hardly stand and her knees are becoming weak.

  “Does that feel good?” he whispers as he rapidly stimulates her pussy.

  “Ugh” is the only sound she can make as she grabs a hold of his bicep and buries her face in his chest. “I am going to cum,” she says.

  “Please do,” he whispers back.

  “Ahh, Uhh,” she mutters as she reaches full climax all over his hand. She looks around and asks, “Do you think anyone saw us?”

  “No, I don’t,” he says, then laughs. “I should probably go and wash my hand.”

  “Good idea,” Leslie says. “I am going to sit back at the table. I feel weak,” she says with a childlike giggle. To her surprise, Sebastian is sitting back at the table with Monica and they had watched the two of them dancing together. Little did they know what was truly going on?

  Leslie says, “Anthony will be right back. He needs to wash his hands,” with a devilish smile. She reaches over to whisper in her husband’s ear. “He finger-fucked me on the dance floor.”

  “Oh,” says Sebastian. “Tell me more,” he says inquisitively. ”Did you enjoy it?”

  “Yes, I did,” she responds.

  “Are you ready to go back to the hotel?” Sebastian says.

  “Yes, I am,” she says and reaches over and passionately kisses her husband. Gently, they grab each other’s hand and make their way out of the club with Anthony and Monica right behind them.

  “Follow us,” Anthony says as they get in their car.

  “Babe, are you excited about Monica?”

  “Yes, I am, but I’m also excited about you,” Sebastian says. They pull up to the hotel where they know it is going to be a good night. Sebastian is rock hard and Leslie is soaking wet. As they enter the room, Monica is lying on her back and she slides her pants off onto the floor. Leslie takes her pants off and straddles Monica.

  They immediately begin to passionately tongue kiss each other as they grind back and forth. The smell in the air is sweet as the two of them continually grind on each other. Leslie makes her way down on Monica, gently biting her nipples along the way. She slowly licks her stomach and kisses her sides. With Monica’s legs spread, she gently licks the inside of her thighs and rolls her tongue all around the walls of her pussy. Monica trembles as she knows what is about to happen. Leslie says, “Mmm, you smell so good. I bet you taste even better.” She ever so gently opens up her pussy lips and begins to lick her from top to bottom.

  Monica moans louder, screaming, “That feels so good, please don’t stop!”

  Leslie takes her tongue and begins to tongue fuck Monica, going in and out of her deep, moist hole. The guys stand there as they watch their fantasy appear right before them. Monica lets out a moan that lasts a while, screaming that she is cumming.
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br />   After climax she lies there and reaches for Leslie so she can thank her with a long, juicy kiss. Leslie can feel a hand from behind her as she is engaging with Monica. Little kisses are done up and down her back as her husband says to her, “That was awesome, I love you so much, I am so turned on.” He gently pulls her around as he passionately gazes in her eyes and begins to make out with her.

  “You taste like pussy,” he says with a smirk.

  “I am sure I do.” She laughs as she sticks her tongue inside her husband’s mouth. Leslie reaches down and whispers in his ear, “I want to feel your hard cock. Why is it being covered up by your jeans? Why don’t you get rid of these?” she says as she unzips them. His jeans fall to the ground, leaving him standing in just his boxers. She drops to her knees on the floor and places his large cock inside her mouth. Bobbing her head back and forth, she can feel a woman’s hand reach around her and grab her breasts. With stimulated nipples poking her in the back, she finds herself incredibly turned on. She places her hand on the shaft of her husband’s dick as the slobber encases his entire penis.

  Looking down on the two women, Sebastian becomes increasingly aroused. Leslie moves out of the way so she can share her husband’s huge cock. “He is all yours,” she giggles as she makes her way over to Anthony. He throws her on the bed and grabs a hold of her legs, bringing her in closer to edge of the bed. “Wow,” Leslie screams. He spreads her legs wide open, places a condom on and slides his huge cock inside of Leslie. “Oh, fuck!” she screams as she clinches herself back and arches her back. “Fuck, I wasn’t expecting you to be so big!” she screams as she moans out loud.

  He grabs her closer and pulls her ass into his large cock. “Do you like it?” he says with authority.

  “Yes,” she moans out loud. This catches the attention of Sebastian and Monica as he leans her over doggy-style, facing the direction of her husband. He places a condom on and begins to pound the shit out of her. She yells, “Ahh!” as she reaches around to grab a hold of the bed sheets. You can hear the sounds of wet pussy clapping in air. The girls are head to head as they stretch out to reach each other. Moaning fills the air as everyone in the room is getting fucked.

  Sebastian is watching his wife get stuck and it is continually turning him on. He begins to pound harder at the idea of fucking his own wife.

  Anthony is looking down at Leslie as her big titties are bouncing all over the place. He turns Leslie over so that she is facing Monica in a doggy-style position. They attempt to tongue kiss each other while the guys are pounding them from behind. The guys glance over at each other, almost as if they are in a contest to see who can fuck the longest. Anthony looks down at Leslie’s big, round ass and finds himself sexually heightened with the sensations as he slides in and out of her tight little pussy. Overcome with each stroke, he grabs her ass with intensity as he strokes harder and faster. You can hear Leslie screaming from utter pleasure.

  “Oh my God!” Anthony screams as he lets his load out in his condom. “Fuck,” he says, “that was really good.” He collapses to the bed as Leslie makes her way around to her husband. She begins kissing him on his strong muscular arms.

  He reaches around and places his fingers inside of her wet pussy as he is stroking Monica back and forth. Monica moans out loud as she is getting ready to cum. “Ah shit!” she screams as she cums all over. Not able to control himself any longer, Sebastian starts cumming with his fingers still deep inside his wife. She is overwhelmed at all of the senses she is experiencing and cums all over his hand, leaving it soaking wet.

  “Wow,” she says as she can barely stand up anymore. Falling down to the bed, Monica leans over to kiss Leslie.

  “Did you have a good time?” she whispers to her.

  “I did,” she replies as they engage in a passionate kiss. “Was it worth the drive?”

  She says, “OH hell yea, it was well worth the drive. I would do it all over again.”

  Sexual Chocolate

  The sun sets on a beautiful day in Jamaica. As the breeze gently blows it captures Veronica’s hair, causing her to change direction. She looks out onto the beach and watches the lovers as they embrace in each other’s arms. “Mmm,” she says to herself as the bright, sunny day comes to an end. Looking down into her glass, she realizes that she is in need of another margarita. As her feet are warmed by the beautiful white sand on the beach, she makes her way over to the nearest bar. The bar does not appear to be that busy as she approaches.

  “How can I help you?” a gorgeous Jamaican man asks her in his native accent. His arms are massive in size and he has a smile that would make any lady wet.

  She gulps and says, “Yes, I was looking for another margarita.”

  “No problem,” he says as he gathers the ice, blender and alcohol. “How’s your stay here?” he asks.

  “It has been so exciting,” Veronica responds with enthusiasm.

  “Good,” he replies as he places the drink on the bar in front of her.

  “Thanks,” she says as she takes a sip from her straw.

  “Is it okay?” he asks.

  “Yes, it’s perfect,” she replies as she accidentally gets stuck staring at him. Feeling so incredibly caught off-guard, she sits for a moment at the bar, sipping her perfect margarita. “What’s your name?” Veronica asks as she sips her drink.

  “Demetrius,” he responds.

  “Mmm,” she says as she continues to watch him clean the bar.

  “What’s your name?” he asks.

  “I am Veronica,” she replies.

  “It’s very nice to meet you,” he says as he glances down at her breasts which are pouring out of her triangular bikini top.

  “Do you work every night?” she asks.

  “I do,” he replies, “with the exception of Monday nights.”

  “How late do you work tonight?” she asks.

  “I am off by 11:00 p.m. Why?” he asks.

  “I was wondering if I could see you tonight,” she says.

  “Wow,” he replies, “a very forward woman.”

  “Yes, I am,” she says as he stands staring at her.

  “Well, I think that would be a lot of fun,” he replies. “Yes, I will meet you here, okay?”

  “That sounds good to me; I am going back to my room.”

  “Okay, Veronica,” he replies. “I will see you here at 11:00.”

  “Goodbye,” she says as she carefully stumbles through the white sands.

  Veronica makes her way to the lobby of her hotel and fumbles around for her key card. “Here it is,” she says as she collects her items. “Finally, whew. I made it back to my room.” She places all her belongings in a nearby chair and accidentally falls asleep on her bed.

  Several hours later she awakes in a panic, remembering she had made arrangements to meet Demetrius. Reaching for her cell phone, she sees that the time is 9:30 p.m. “Thank God,” she says as she rolls from her stomach to her back. “I can’t believe I feel asleep for so long. Probably that margarita,” she says to herself as she reaches for a bottle of Tylenol out of her purse. Slowly she stands up and looks out of her ocean view window down at all of the people who are enjoying themselves. Music from the streets can be heard in her room.

  Feeling excited, she starts the shower and looks through her closet. “Perfect,” she says aloud as she reaches for a little yellow tube dress. “I have wanted a good reason to wear this dress.” Frantically she searches for her sexy wedges to match. “Ah, here they are in my suitcase,” she says. She anticipates her meeting tonight and jumps into the warm shower. As she lathers up, she imagines what it would feel like gripping Demetrius’s huge arms. His dark skin and beautiful smile make her wet just thinking about him. His Jamaican accent makes her tingle every time he speaks. She continues to rinse off.

  Carefully she gets out of the shower and
dries off her soaking wet body. She continues to fantasize about what it would be like to touch Demetrius. Hoping that he feels the same way, she lotions up her body with a thick cream. Smelling beautiful, she looks for her sexy, little lacy thong that matches her dress. I am so glad to get use out of this outfit, she thinks to herself. Braless, she slides her tight tube dress up and over her curvaceous hips and ass. Her breasts are a perky C-cup, and her nipples poke through her dress. She stands in front of the mirror glancing at herself. Damn, I am sexy, she thinks to herself as she stands to the side noticing her DD ass protruding from her dress. Her hair is wavy and thick, falling down her back and smelling of sweet peaches. She sprays a light mist of perfume all over her body.

  Leaving her room, she reaches for her tiny purse. She places some condoms in her purse; she doesn’t want to take any chances. “Just in case,” she says with a huge smile on her face. She takes one last glance at herself in the mirror. “Okay, let’s go,” she says as she looks down at her phone for the time. “Twenty minutes to get there,” she says as she takes one last glance out of her window. She can see the bar that Demetrius works at. “Mmm,” she says as she walks towards her hotel room door. Feeling excited, she can’t help but think about how the night will go. Closing her hotel door behind her, she makes sure everything locked.

  With pure excitement she gracefully walks across the lobby with her sexy wedges leading the way. Leaving the pure smell of intoxication behind, she has the attention of the doorman as she leaves the lobby. Forgetting that the sand would be challenging to walk through she bends over to take her wedges off and carries them in her hands. As she bends over, she gathers the attention of the men in the area. Her curves are intoxicating as her round ass gently leaks out from underneath her dress. As she stands back up, she notices that she has caused quite a scene.

  Feeling quite confident, she continues on her journey across the sand. The night Jamaican breeze blows the waves on the sea. They can be heard crashing for miles around. Veronica catches a glimpse of Demetrius from the back. His triceps are bulging from behind to match his nice round ass. The lights from the cabana light up the bar as she stands behind the bar watching Demetrius make a drink. After a few moments of watching, she makes her way around to the front of the bar.