by Dee Dawning
I saw Sarah nod in the mirror. "Ah-huh."
"God, I never say that. Ooh, I feel so…risqué. I wonder what Julian would think?"
Sarah rolled her eyes, then whispered in my ear, "I'll bet he'd love it. Especially, if, in the heat of passion, you said, I love the way you fuck me, baby, ooh I love your big cock inside me, fuck me faster, harder, make it go deeper!"
Before she'd even finished whispering, my jaw dropped. "I couldn't say that."
"Yes, you could. People say things behind closed doors they'd never say otherwise. It's called pillow talk. I hate to remind you that we've shared the same man, but I can tell you from experience, he'd like it."
My eyes expanded. "Really, you said things like that and he liked it?"
"Not just he, but all men like it. It reinforces their macho ego."
"Hmmm. My sister mentioned pillow talk. Maybe I should try it."
"There you go. Sister tested."
I laughed.
When I got back in my car I called Tess.
"Hi sis, what'cha doing. Gee pretty soon I won't be able to call you Sister Sis."
"And I can't wait. How'd you know it was me?"
"Some new fangled invention called caller ID. What's up?"
"Oh, same old thing. I need advice from my personal sage, again."
She snickered. "Go ahead. Ask wise older sister anything."
"Okay, here goes…Julian is taking me to celebrate our engagement tonight by him taking me to dinner. I'm meeting him at the museum. He doesn't know it, but I have this urge—"
"To fuck his socks off at the museum?"
I frowned. "Spoilsport. How did you know?"
"Because it's not that unusual, Seth and I have made love in his office—on the examination table, on his desk, on a gurney."
"I guess not. My friend Sarah told me she did it on her boyfriend's desk too, but that wasn't my question. Tess do you say naughty things to Seth when you…"
Tess laughed. "Sure. Not always, but if the mood strikes, yes, I tell him how good it feels in terms that would make you blush. He tells me too."
It was my turn to laugh. "Maybe not Big Sis, I said fuck twice today."
I knew she smiled. "Ooh, you wicked person. Welcome to the real world."
I tittered. "Sarah said I should say some of those wicked things to Julian. She said he'd like it."
"He might. I'm sure he'd tell you if he didn't want his innocent little princess to say naughty things, but the point is you don't just say things for your partner. In the heat of passion, you say what you feel. It's like letting off steam."
"Really, that sounds like good advice. Do you have any more?"
"Maybe, what are you wearing?"
"I'm going to dress like I did on our first date."
"Okay, leave the panties and bra off."
"But they're so pretty and sexy."
"They are, but for the things you want to do they'll only get in the way."
"All right. Any more ideas?"
"Can't think of anything else. Besides I hear Stephen fussing and have to go. Have fun and give me a full report when you can."
"I will. Bye. I love you."
"I love you too."
I arrived at the museum at five thirty. An employee directed me to his office, but he wasn't there. Instead a pleasant looking middle aged lady walked up and greeted me. "You must be Laurel Adams. Julian just told me all about you. I'm Agnes Goodbody, the Director of Antiquities Acquisition."
While shaking her offered hand, she kissed my cheek. Backing away she said, "Look at you. You're gorgeous, though I'm not surprised. Julian is gorgeous himself. Is he not?"
I nodded and looked for him. "He is. Where is he?"
"He's in the basement, undergoing torture." She grasped my hands. "Just kidding. That's kind of a euphemism around here for tedious work. He's logging in a large shipment newly acquired items." She looked her over "Beautiful gown. Looks like you're planning on doing some celebrating tonight."
"Thank you. Yes. I guess you heard of our engagement."
"Yes, I did. It was so cute. Julian waltzed in this morning like he was in seventh heaven. Usually, when employees get called in they're grumpy, but not your boy. Not today at least. So I asked him what's wrong? He laughed and said, "Nothing is wrong. If you were to ask me what's right, I would tell you everything, because I just became engaged to an angel."
My bashful nature compelled me to change the subject. "Will he be long?"
"Auf, excuse my manners. Why don't you have a seat in Julian's office while I call him and tell him you're here?"
Five minutes later, Agnes stuck her head in the door. "He said he'll be up in ten minutes. Well, I'm going home. It was so nice meeting you. Have fun tonight."
"We will, thank you. I enjoyed meeting you, too."
A few minutes later, Julian sauntered in, his shirtsleeves rolled up. He held his sport coat draped over his shoulder. "Wow, look at you. You look just like you did that first night."
"You noticed. Are we alone now?"
Julian smiled. "Yes, except for the security guards who stay in the office until ten. Why?"
I didn't answer him. Instead I rose and strolled to my right. "I may look the same, but I'm a different woman." I turned and sashayed left. "Since that night, my world has changed." I turned and faced Julian. "I've fallen in love, lost my virginity, had my pussy waxed, became engaged, and turned into a nymph." I reached down, and lifted the hem of my dress. "Notice anything?"
A single brow lifted on Julian's wicked smiling face. "No panties."
He began to move things from his desk.
"What are you doing?"
I'm clearing my desk so you can lay on it?"
"But I wanted you to fuck me in the Hominid exhibition."
A single brow rose at my use of bawdy language and then he laughed. "We'll do that after. First, I want to lay you on my desk so I can ream your sweet pussy with my tongue."
Heat surged through me with his vivid description of oral sex.
"Take off your dress."
My brows dipped. "Why, I'm not wearing panties or bra?'
"Besides loving to see you naked, I want to touch and kiss every inch of your skin."
I blushed. Nevertheless, I undressed.
Standing naked, except for my Jimmy Choo heels, he ran a hand up the inside of my thigh to my clit. As his finger and thumb squeezed my passion pearl, my head lolled back and my eyes closed. A tiny warble of delight emerged from deep in my throat.
A heavy-handed swing of his arm cleared the remaining items from his desktop. Backing me against his desk as he kissed me, he grabbed my waist, and hoisted me onto his desk. He placed his open hand on my midriff, and urged me back. I reclined lengthwise on his desk with my legs open for business. I glanced at him and smiled. "It's your move."
Posing a mischievous grim, he rose above me and placed a hand on my breast. As his talented digits teased my hard nipple, I writhed and moaned with delight. I sighed, when he leaned down and kissed me, slipping his tongue past my teeth. My fingers combed through his scalp. When his tongue finished dancing with mine, his lips edged over my neck and peppered a trail of damp kisses across my chest to my nipples. I sucked in a deep breath as his wet tongue circled my swollen nubs, and alternated between them.
Straightening, he wrapped his arms around my thighs and pulled me toward him until my buttocks rested at the edge of the desk. Having no place to rest them, my legs dangled in the air. He grasped one of my legs, and kissed my ankle. "Pull your legs back over you and hold onto them so they don't get tired.
I pulled my legs back until my knees touched my breasts and wrapped my hands around my thighs.
"That's good. Mmm, I love looking at your sweet pussy." He splayed my folds, leaned down and licked slowly up my slit.
At first I giggled, but then I squirmed when I pictured his oral sex toy delving into my moist pussy.
Instead of continuing, he shoved what felt like ten naught
y fingers up my shameless channel. Strong, sensual currents cascaded through me when Julian's fingers slide along my distended love bud. "Now to get you ready."
As his fingers pounded my slick recess, his thumb strummed my swollen clit, and my mind drifted into surreal territory.
Clever fingers worked magic, pressing into my womanly haven from the inside, driving me to frenzy. Two or was it three of Julian's talented fingers slammed in out and around my slippery, overheated pussy. My kitty not only purred—it was on fire! He gets me excited so easy. Am I a slut? "Oh baby, I can't take anymore. Fuck me! Fuck me like only you can!" Yes, Julian's personal slut.
Jerking his fingers out, he smiled. "You're ready." Unzipping his fly, he pulled his hardness through the opening and set the tip of his manhood at the opening of my womanhood.
In a moment of lucidity, I shook my head. "Nuh-uh! I want you as naked as me. It doesn't seem as much like sex if you're wearing clothes."
He laughed, then undressed in record time. "How's that?"
Admiring his lightly furred, wiry muscular form, I smiled. "Much better."
Erotic feelings of pleasure shot through my clitoris and nipples when he rested his long, smooth shaft against my clit and slid it up and down.
Setting his cock in the hollow of my slit, he lined it up with my deep well and slowly pushed. Gliding his smooth, throbbing organ into my pussy like a conquering hero, my pussy walls constricted around him, welcoming him in a wet, warm embrace.
I moaned, from the tingly electro-like sensations that filtered through me.
Reacting to each of Julian's thrusts, my pussy returned a thrust of its own. "I love the way you fuck me, baby, ooh I love your big cock inside me, fuck me faster, harder, make it go deeper!"
"And your sweet cunt feels spectacular. I love it and I love you!" Her leaned over and kissed me. When he straightened, he stroked me even harder and faster.
Every manly stroke soothed the need, the sweet anguish that had built within my warm chamber, calling forth a subtle, cry of delight. As lovers, passion made the world go away. We existed in a bubble of time and space where our only purpose was fucking and more fucking.
His fingers pressed into my hips, pulling in with each thrust. Releasing my legs and reaching between them, my Jimmy Choo's went up and out as I grasped his forearms so I could respond to his plunges with a push of my own. Each wondrous thrust sent spasms of lustful heat rifling through my slender frame, which I answered with soft little mewls urging him on. I must have said, "Oh Yeah!" a hundred times from the splendid sensations which surged through me. This is heaven! The more Julian fucks me the hotter and more excited I become.
The sugary torture seemed unending; nevertheless, I'd reached the brink of heavenly oblivion. My body, charged with energy trembled and moved erratically. It needed release and release came in the form of a giant orgasm that came bursting forth in a blaze of red hot glory of a level of intensity I never knew existed. As if he couldn't tell I yelled, "Oh Baby, I'm coming." When he slowed, I begged, "Don't stop. Fuck me harder—faster. I love you, Julian!"
Frenzied, I moved erratically as a psychedelic rainbow played across my mind and an explosion of blissfulness careened through me. They say all good things come to end and quickly, too quickly, my magnificent orgasm faded into aftershocks and tickly tremors and then nothing—only a beloved memory.
Carrying our clothes, Julian led us, still naked, to the next leg of our sexy adventure—Hominid Hall—the location of 'Handy Man' where, on that first day, I received the first passionate kiss of my life.
I almost giggled. I'm sure making up for lost time!
I was happy beyond words. Holding hands, Julian led me to the 'Handy Man' exhibit. With no place to sit or comfortably lie, Julian laid our clothes over the guard rail. Ducking under the rail we edged up to the glass. Noticing Julian was soft after our trek from his office; I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth.
Julian sighed and his head lolled back against the glass. As his manhood hardened, he said, "Considering, you never did that before a few days ago, I can't believe how good you suck cock."
I almost bit his cock. I knew he meant it as a compliment, but as a Sister in Waiting, even a rogue one, I wasn't sure how to take his compliment. Saying and doing nothing different, I continued. I was his personal, little cocksucker. Approaching full hardness, he tunneled his fingers through my hair and began to moan.
How I loved having his sexy man-meat in my mouth. I felt powerful, making him hard, making him gasp and moan. I also loved the silky feel of his major member in my mouth. Of running my tongue around his ridge and across his soft sweet spot. If I gave up sex entirely, and became a sister, I would miss having Julian's silky sex in my mouth almost as much as in my vagina.
Being truly uninitiated, I had no idea how we could make love here. I just had to trust Mr. Experience knew what he was doing. "We better stop or I'll come in your mouth."
"That would be alright. I came and you didn't."
Julian pulled out of my mouth. "Never." His hands slipped between my arms and ribs and he lifted me up. "We're celebrating our engagement."
"Wha—" Before I could even start to object he swung me around so my back was to the display. His hands slipped between my thighs. "Wrap your arms around my neck." I did and before I knew it, my feet were off the ground and my pussy opening hovered above his now hard, throbbing manhood. In one sharp thrust, I exhaled every breath of air. Thank God, he pulled back and thrust again. I gasped. My feet crossed above his sexy derriere and I rested my head on his shoulder.
Unexpectedly, cold shocked my back as he pushed me against the cold glass of the exhibit. With each thrust, my skin was dragged up and down the glass panel. My mind giggled at the thought that 'Handy Man' was getting a great view of our coupling. I hope he enjoys the show.
As Julian's thrusts gradually increased, so did my libido. Once again, I was on the cusp of an orgasmic adventure. I knew my next climax would be as spectacular as the first. Then my sweetheart, said, "Oh baby. Your cunt feels so good!" I'll never know if I would've came anyway, but when he said that very naughty word, the first electrified sensation coursed through me. I came.
The blinding light, which appeared behind my eyes, morphed into a million tickly, floating feathers. Julian's hard cock pumped in and out of me, as the whirlwind of fulfilled sex swirled around me. I screamed my joy. I whimpered, then pleaded, "That's it, baby, keep it up, harder, faster!" But, he didn't do that. Instead, he ground himself deep into me, caressing my sensitive bundle of nerve endings and sending magical impulses crashing through me. "Oh, my God, baby! What a climax!" I raised my head back against the cool glass wall and thrashed it back and forth until the erotic sensations diminished.
I thought Julian might come too, but instead he pulled out. "Yeah, baby. I love your sweet pussy!" Taking my hand, Julian grabbed our clothes and led me away toward our next rendezvous location. As we walked, I snuck a look back, over my shoulder. "Sweetheart, did 'Handy Man' always have a smile on his face?"
"I don't remember. Why?"
I don't remember either, but he has a big one now!"
Upstairs, within recreated primeval forests of the Rain Forest, for the first time, Julian took me from behind. I got on my hands and knees on a pile of soft peat moss and we made love, doggie style. His shaft aroused new and exciting places within me and the way my breasts swung as he pounded me seemed sexy. Nevertheless, I missed the wondrous feelings that accompanied my clitoris being stimulated.
To my delight my sexy, experienced lover soon reached around my hip and massaged my clit. That was just what I needed. Not long after, I had a third wonderful orgasm. I decided I loved the new position, which in many ways felt different than the other positions I'd experienced and looked forward to doing it again.
After brushing the peat moss off my hands, feet, knees and elsewhere, with Julian's help, I asked, "When are you going to climax?"
He smiled and winked "Next time, I
promise." Once again, he picked up our clothes, took my hand and led me away.
"Where're we going?"
He snickered. "I thought we'd make love among the dinosaurs."
Dinosaurs! I rolled my eyes as we entered Dinosaur Hall. We stopped at a hard, backless, wood bench. I looked around and recognized the nearest reconstructed dinosaur skeletons to be Triceratops, Stegosaurus, and the dreaded Tyrannosaurus Rex, with a pair of flying dinosaurs, Pterodactyls, hanging from above.
I scrunched my nose. "This is it? This is where you want to make love?"
Julian tilted his head, a closed mouth grin on his face. "If you don't mind."
I sighed. I prepared to lie on the bench and spread my legs, but Julian stopped me. "No baby, I want you on top." He lay upon the bench, looked up at me and grinned. "I'm ready." He touched his flaccid penis. "As soon as you make me hard with your luscious mouth again.
I smiled and lowered to my knees. "With pleasure, you sexy man." For the third time that night I took my baby's impressive shaft in my mouth and made him hard so he could do me.
He must have liked the idea getting oral sex among a bevy of gigantic, horrendous, two hundred million year old creatures because he grew super hard in no time. "That's good. I'm hard enough, baby." He reached into his pants on the floor. "Here's a condom."
I waved it off and swung a leg over his body. Straddling him cowgirl style, I lowered my slit until his hardness burrowed itself between my nether lips. "Now, that I know you're safe and since we're going to be married, I'll chance it. I want to feel the real you, skin against skin."
Julian smiled. "You won't get an argument from me. I hate rubbers."
Leaning forward enough so Julian could knead my breasts and play with my nipples, I slid my juicy slit to and fro along his long, stiff shaft. We both moaned from the underside of his cock rubbing against the mouth of my recess and love bud. It felt amazing and caused imaginary butterflies seemed to take flight in my stomach from the anticipation of fucking my beloved fiancé, cowgirl style.