Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  You honor my request with a groan and a quick tug of the towel. As it falls from me, you slap my ass and sprint from the bathroom. I just laugh at you and begin getting ready for our evening out. I slather my Blackberry Frost lotion all over my skin to make it sparkle, apply my makeup and get my hair done. It's longer now, so I have many more options than before. I slide into a pair of purple satin panties just for you and then my dress. And I emerge from the bathroom for your approval. My eyes sparkle when I see you, you are devastatingly handsome and now I am not so sure I want to go out anymore.

  As I walked into the room, you met me half way and pulled me into your arms for a deep knee-weakening kiss. Your hands started to roam my body as you whispered your approval of my choice of attire. I told you we should go to dinner and you told me you would like for me to be dinner.

  I giggled nervously, but got my way yet again when I heard your stomach growl. We left your hotel room hand in hand, not being able to stop touching each other even for a moment. Our earlier sexual encounters did not satisfy our need, it only intensified.

  It was a 15 minute drive to the restaurant and we were ushered in and shown to a secluded booth near the back corner. The lighting was dim and there was music and a small dance floor. My eyes sparkled with delight and you knew then that you wouldn't get out of there tonight without a few dances. And we both knew that could quite possibly be agony, our bodies pressed close, swaying to the music.

  Our booth was the shape of a half moon and we were able to sit close. You pulled me close for another mind-blowing kiss and it lasted until our waiter cleared his throat to announce his arrival. You ordered red wine for the both of us and your left hand began tracing imaginary lines up and down my thigh. As ticklish as I am, it was driving me wild. You whispered in my ear for me to open my legs for you and without hesitation I positioned my left leg over your right one under the table. At the same moment, my hand went to your crotch. Slowly, I unzipped your pants only to find that you had gone commando for the night. You sly devil. My hand slipped easily inside the zipper opening to caress your hardening cock just as our waiter reappeared with our wine.

  I am sure the look on your face gave us away, but he was kind enough not to do anything but wink as he poured our glasses for us. He asked if we were ready to order and we sheepishly admitted we hadn't even looked at the menu. He just nodded with a knowing smile and left us alone.

  Your hand was now inching along the slit in my dress reaching further toward my soaking wetness. Your sharp intake of breath reaffirmed your approval when your fingers met with the satin of my panties. My breath was quickening with every caress and my hand was stroking you harder and faster. You leaned in close to inform me that I had better slow it down if I wanted to keep some modicum of modesty in public. I knew you were serious and stopped what I was doing and told you I thought we should order. With one last caress, this time against the wetness of my panties, you leaned over, kissed me deeply and agreed to look at the menu.

  We ordered, and while waiting for our meal to come, we had more wine and I coerced you into dancing with me. You cradled me in your arms and held me so close while we danced. I could feel my nipples hardening and the hardness of your cock against my thigh. Every now and again, you would kiss my neck or kiss me deeply on the lips. And each time, I thought I would melt and wished I would have just told you to order room service at the hotel.

  Our waiter came over and informed us our meal was served and we returned to our table. And while the food was exquisite, our lust was overpowering and we couldn't wait to leave and get back to the hotel. You informed me as you had once before that I would suck your cock on the ride back to the hotel. Involuntarily, my mouth began to water. I begged you to ask for the check so we could leave.

  In a rush, we leave the restaurant and climb into the back of our chauffeured car. Before the car is put into gear and moving, I have your hard cock out of your pants and in my mouth. My tongue swirling around the tip of your engorged cock, your moans already music to my ears. I lick the excess of precum from your dick and savor it. Your fingers are entwined in my hair, the pressure of your hand lightly pressing me further into you. My head bobs up and down on your steely cock and you lay your head back against the seat and groan loudly. You tell me how fucking hot I am and how you love it when I suck your big cock. Your words spur me on and I suck you harder and faster. My lips grip you tightly and pull you further into my mouth. You tell me you're going to cum and ask me how badly I want it. My only response is a quick wink in your direction and my tongue applying more pressure to the underside of your cock. I don't have to wait long, a few more strokes with my lips and tongue and you are spurting heavy loads of cum in my mouth. I gulp greedily and then hold the last of it in my mouth as I slide up to kiss you and share your cum. About this time, the car comes to a complete stop and we know that we are back at the hotel.

  We can hardly contain ourselves as we step into the elevator...if it weren't for the other 3 men and 2 women, I am sure we would be stopping the elevator to fuck. But instead I feel your hand sliding down to my ass and I am pressing back toward you. Your tongue keeps sliding into my ear and I am squirming and suppressing the giggles. The others in the elevator glance knowingly at us and I blush profusely at the attention.

  We get off at your floor and practically race to the room. You fumble with the key card and I already have your shirt untucked as my hands roam your bare back. Once inside the room, you push me against the wall and kiss me fiercely and passionately. My hands fumble with your pants as I try to get them off you....but you pull away and tell me to stop. My mouth drops open, I never thought I would hear you utter those words. But you quickly put my mind at ease when you tell me that you don't just want another fuck, that it's time to take it slow and easy. Oh the butterflies that awakened in the pit of my stomach made me weak.

  You lead me to the bed and gently push me down and your hands grasp my ankles as you unbuckle and slide my heels off my feet. Your hands slide up my legs and you push my dress up as you go. Each inch you move, you kiss my exposed skin, lighting fires along the way. I can't hold still, you're driving me wild with lust and want, need and desire. And then, you stop. You have my dress pushed up around my waist, my purple satin panties exposed to you and I am sure you can already see the darkened patch from my wetness. You lean in close and inhale deeply, running your fingers over the soft material. My hips raise up to meet your touch and my breath catches in my throat. I am biting my bottom lip to keep from screaming out.

  Your finger slips around the material to gain access to my wet pussy and you look up at me and smile. I can see the wicked glint in your eyes as you slide your finger up and down my slit and then bring that finger to your lips. The things you do to turn me on...my goodness, I am in heaven. Your tongue darts out to the wet spot on my panties and you begin to suck them into your mouth. I can feel your lips and your teeth pressing against my covered clit and I am going wild. But you place your hands on my thighs to steady me and keep me on the bed.

  Your lips move to my hips where your teeth grasp the bikini string of my panties and you pull them down my hips with your teeth. Down my creamy thighs and over my knees...all the way to my ankles and off to the floor. I am shivering, quaking with desire and yet you still plan to go slow. You kiss the backs of my knees and that's a turn on like no other. With your tongue on the inside of my thigh, your hands migrate toward my soaking mound and your fingers probe my lips. I am so wet that you easily slide 2 fingers inside me and dabble a bit in my liquids. And then you push in 2 more and fill me up as I moan your name and beg you to fuck me. But you just tell me to have patience and so I concentrate on your fingers and the way you drive me wild.

  Your fingers are curling inside of me, slowly fucking me as my muscles clench around them and my body is racked with orgasmic waves of pleasure. And at the height of my most recent orgasm, your tongue finds my clit and you suck it in to your mouth with force. This time I can't
hold back the screams of pleasure as you drag your teeth over my engorged clit and suck in my puffy pussy lips, your fingers finally probing my ass...oh hell, this is the most amazing experience I have ever had.

  The Cruise

  The time had finally arrived, I had been waiting for what seemed to be years, but the day was finally here. I arrived at the airport early. I hadn't packed a lot, for me anyway. But I did like to come prepared. I had shopped for several new, hot, sexy swimsuits as well as some very sexy lingerie. I didn't forget the shoes! I had almost an entire bag just for them, stilettos, pumps, strappy sandals, every type of elegant, stylish shoe I could find. I think I have very nice looking feet and enjoy showing them off. I have had compliments on my feet and toes before and find that a lot of men are attracted to nice feet. Of course there were dresses and skirts as well as a few pair of very skimpy cutoffs. I had planned for every possible event, formal and casual.

  So there I was, getting ready to check in. I hoped I had arrived before Elliott. I always preferred to be there ahead of time so that I could become familiar with my surroundings and get comfortable. I decided to go with my hair down, long and flowing. I picked out a comfortable yet cute little dress to wear on the flight. It was a light, pastel pink. The dress was simple with the look of a man's undershirt, the wife beater style, with thinner straps. It had a more plunging neckline that showed just enough cleavage and the material was thick enough so that I didn't have to wear a bra and it not be too vulgar. The material fit tightly all the way down over my ass and down to about mid thigh. I had been tanning regularly and it really highlighted my glowing skin. I wore a pair of white platform sandals, open toed with a strap that wrapped twice around my ankle. The sandals showed off my French pedicure nicely. I had decided to go with a lace white thong underneath.

  I went over to check in and checked my bags, two of them as well as my carry on. The woman at the check in counter was very friendly and told me that I was a bit early but she would get my bags taken care of and I could have a seat over by the windows. I couldn't sit and wait so I decided to wander around a bit. I was beginning to become a little nervous and excited. I hadn't spoken to Elliot since our first meeting. I wondered if he had forgotten, or changed his mind. I hoped not. But the ticket was paid for and I was going anyway, with or without him.

  I made my way over to the airport lounge. I approached the bar and ordered my favorite beverage, Amaretto on the rocks, 2 cherries. I stood next to the bar, too nervous to sit. I sipped my drink and looked around at the people, in the bar and passing through. I tried to see if I could spot Elliot. Would I be able to pick him out, would he even remember what I looked like? I started to think about our night together, how it was like a dream, now. I felt myself begin to become aroused. I felt a hand touch my elbow and I flinched.

  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," he said. "I was wondering if you were waiting for someone, could I buy you another drink?" It was just some guy, a stranger. He looked as if he had been traveling for business, shirt and tie, tie loosened around his neck, carrying his jacket over his arm. He was handsome, a little young I think, maybe early 20's. "Well, I am waiting for someone, sort of," I told him. "Thanks for the offer, but I think I will probably stop at one."

  "That's too bad," he said, smiling. "I sure could use a little company. If you change your mind, I will be sitting right over there." He nodded towards the bar and then squeezed my arm as he walked away.

  I felt a little flushed and a bit tingly. I realized I was staring at him as he walked away. I blushed and quickly turned away. Usually I would be more flirty and open to his advances, but I was anticipating the arrival of my traveling companion and had been thinking about that moment for some time.

  I finished my drink and sat the glass on one of the tables as I slipped out of the bar. As I approached the waiting area for my flight I saw him. I thought it was him, standing by the check in counter. I knew it had to be him! Of course I could only see him from behind but I was quite sure it was him. I walked over to the other side of the chairs and turned my back to him, pretending to look out at the planes. I could see his reflection in the glass as he turned around and put his ticket information into his pocket. As he looked up, I knew it was him, I could feel the goose bumps crawl up my arm and up to the back of my neck. Then he noticed me and stopped. I saw him smile and kind of cock his head as he began to walk my way.

  I just stood there, watching him come closer and closer as my heart raced. Then I could feel him right behind me. He wrapped one arm around my waist quickly and pulled me back into him. He used his other hand to move my hair over and kiss me on the neck. I thought I would cum right then and there. I melted. He started to run his hands over my belly and up to my breasts, causing my nipples to pop out at his touch. I closed my eyes and turned my head towards him so he could kiss my mouth. As he shoved his tongue into my mouth I turned to face him and he instantly placed his hands on my ass and squeezed me tightly.

  I wrapped my arms around him and ran my fingers through his hair as we stood there kissing passionately. My pussy was so wet as I ground myself into his crotch. I could feel that he was just as excited to see me. I reached down and rubbed his hard cock through his pants and he groaned into my open mouth. I could have thrown myself down right there in the middle of the airport and let him fuck me. I was so happy to see him again.

  I pushed myself away and took a deep breath. "Easy sweetie," I said, "give me a chance to catch my breath!" He smiled at me and backed away a bit. He looked me up and down and shook his head. He grabbed my hands and rubbed my arms, raising them up as he kissed my hands.

  "It is soooo good to see you!" He said, out of breath, "I was worried that you were not going to be here, this is definitely a wonderful surprise. You look fantastic, better than I had even fantasized." He was almost panting. "I want you so badly, I can taste it." He moved back over towards me and pulled me close as he kissed me again. I knew exactly how he felt!

  "Ok, ok" he laughed, "I need to get a hold of myself, I can't even see straight!" "I could use a drink, how 'bout you, a little amaretto?" He winked, "I'm sure we have enough time for just one."

  "Sure" I said. "Why not?" He grabbed my hand and led me towards the bar. As we entered the doors, the guy who had spoken to me before was exiting. Elliot stepped behind me with his arm around me to allow the guy to pass. As he walked by he smiled and winked. He nudged Elliot's arm and commented, "Lucky guy."

  "Yes, yes I am." Elliot replied proudly. I just giggled and walked inside.

  "You know that guy?" Elliot asked.

  "Well, we had a moment." I teased.

  "Hmmmm, a moment huh? Well if he only knew just how lucky I am!" He grinned. We made our way to the bar and this time I did have a seat. My legs felt a little weak and I felt a little shaky. He ordered us drinks and we sat and sipped as we touched and flirted. I wanted to have my hands on him and touched him a lot. I rubbed his leg and squeezed his thigh. I touched his hands and couldn't resist sucking his fingers a bit. Causing him to stutter and forget what he was talking about.

  I sat back on my stool and placed his hand on my knee. I spread my legs and pulled my dress up just high enough to let him have a peek at my little lacy thong. He couldn't help but slide his hand up my leg and lift the hem of my dress to get a better look. He looked directly into my eyes and licked his lips. I reached down and slid my finger under the thin white triangle covering my smooth pussy. I slipped it into my wet pussy and moved it in and out a few times.

  I moved my hand up and was about to put it in my mouth when he suddenly grabbed my hand and stuck my finger in his mouth. He sucked my finger and licked my juices off as his eyes rolled back in his head. I laughed out loud and was fidgeting in my seat. He bit my finger and then kissed the palm of my hand as he pushed it away from me. "DAMN!" he moaned under his breath. "You are so damn bad. I can't even get up and walk now!" He was shaking his head and rubbing his crotch.

  "Me, wha
t did I do?" I asked innocently. "I just thought I might like a taste, you?"

  "Oh yeah, I wanted a taste, I want to eat it right here right now!" He was saying with his teeth clenched together. "I am about ready to just get a room, forget waiting for this plane ride!"

  "Well, no one said we had to wait for the flight. But it is getting a little close, I'm sure we can find something to keep us occupied during the plane ride." I teased him and winked. Off in the distance I heard them call for our flight. "We should go!" I said and jumped down from the stool. I drank down the rest of my drink and grabbed his hand. I was pulling him like a little girl ready to go for a ride on the Ferris wheel! I was so excited. I couldn't wait to get him alone, on the boat, in the water, in the sand...somewhere exotic and sexy.