weekend encounter-part 1

weekend encounter-part 1

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

she thought this weekend would be nothing more than her relaxing, away from everything which stressed her out. little did she know the pleasure which one stranger could bring.

Summary

she thought this weekend would be nothing more than her relaxing, away from everything which stressed her out. little did she know the pleasure which one stranger could bring.

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Submitted: June 09, 2016

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Submitted: June 09, 2016

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"If we are going to do this, we both have to commit to it. There's no turning back." he said as his eyes gazed into hers. 
Sara had no idea what it could be that he meant by that, yet there was part of her which really didn't care. For when she looked into his eyes, she could feel her body melting. A reaction which she had never felt for any other man before. His light brown hair, hazel eyes, and the way he smiled so tenderly at her, brought about a sensation which she never felt before. Mitchel was the type of man who she always dreamed about, but never found...until now. No matter where she would find herself when she would agree with him. For so long she had lived her life so cautiously, never really letting herself do anything that she really desired.  That was the problem with being a good girl, afraid of things which she never experienced before in her life.   That was why she wore once again the short, tight black mini skirt and red blouse, which she had kept for the longest time. So she could bring back a time in her life, when she didn't have anything to worry about and felt so wonderful, inside and out. She could feel her heart pounding faster with excitement, over what it could be that he had planned for her. And because of it, her body became so aroused, to the point where she couldn't ignore it. Such intensity that she never thought she could feel with any man. 
"Yes....Yes, I want to do this." she found herself saying without giving it a second thought. 
Mitchel moved closer to her, his arms wrapped around her body as his body pressed against hers. She smiled with a slightly nervous expression on her face, yet she didn't try to stop him from his advance. Even though she wasn't sure about what they were about to do, she knew there was no way she could change her mind right now. And anyway, there was something about Mitchel which she couldn't resist. 
Sara didn't think something like this would happen when she came here to this hotel party. Even though her friend's parties were known to have people engaging in things like this, she had only come to be with her friend. And also, to forget about her divorce which had finally was over. Just to get away from everything that reminded Sara of her ex-husband and think about what she was going to do with her life now. But, now here she was with Mitchel, a mysterious and handsome man, who enchanted her, just from the way he would look at her. And she figured meeting someone new couldn't hurt, no matter what they would end up doing. 
His lips hovered centimeters from hers, feeling his hot breath caressing the skin of her face. Her breasts crushed against his chest as he held her so close and tight, as she felt his fingers moving slowly up and down her back. As their eyes remained locked upon one another. She wanted to say something, anything....but knew that words no longer had any meaning between them. Even if she did, Mitchel wouldn't probably listen anyway. And how could she blame him anyway, for she would have done the same.  But Sara had no idea what she was suppose to do right now, for it had been so long that she had been with another man. Especially, someone that she had just met and now was going to do something so intimate as Mitchel was making it obvious. Still, she didn't push her away, even though her fear wanted her to. For, there was something about him, which she could feel was to strong for her to ignore. 
"I want to be your fantasy. All that you ever dreamed about...and yearned to experience with a man. Let me into your heart and soul, and I will never disappoint you. That I vow to you Sara.....with every ounce of my being." he whispered, as his hot breath caressed the skin of her face again.
Sara kept her attention drawn to his eyes, knowing there was something there which enchanted her, but she couldn't figure out what it could be. It was the same thing which she had felt when she first had met him, at the bar, when he had approached her and started to talk to her. Even though Sara knew he probably wanted nothing more than a moment....a night with her, there was something else which she couldn't comprehend....that drew her to him. Something which she wanted to find out...and soon. 
"Oh yes, Mitchel. Please, let me feel your passion...let me be absorbed by your passion." she said, even though she wasn't thinking of what she said.
"Oh....I will, my Lady. But not all at once. Within this weekend you will know what true passion really is. Know what it is like to have a man desire you...want you...and make love to you with all they are." He whispered.
Sara could feel her body trembling from what he said, knowing that it was the truth. What he would reveal....do to her, was something which she really couldn't imagine. But deep inside her soul, she yearned to discover what that really could be. It had been so long since she had a man touch her, kiss her, and make love to her so tenderly.....since her divorce became final. And even before that as well, since she had left her ex-husband. Kicking him out to go to his lover, not wanting anything to do with him and living within the shadows of her own misery. 
"What do you mean by that?" she whispered, trying to catch her breath.
"Trust me, my Lady. And I vow that I will not disappoint you. Not just sexually, but emotionally as well. I have watched you for so long in the shadows, loving you secretly, and now I want to share with you all that I am." he whispered and then hesitated for a moment. "That is if you are willing to let me." 
Never before had she had a man tell her something like that and really mean it. Even though Sara knew it could be nothing more than a line, when she looked into his eyes, she could tell Mitchel was telling the truth. And because of it, for the first time, Sara really didn't know what to say. Even though she had intimate moments once in a while with a man, it always ended up disappointing. Either they were with someone, married, or that they couldn't please her physically. Not fulfilling the fantasy which she had, that she wanted to make come true. With Mitchel, she hoped that this time would be something which she wouldn't regret. For it wasn't just that he aroused her, but was starting to awaken something within her heart, which scared her in a way. For she had sworn that she wasn't going to get close to another man for a while, since her divorce became final. 
"How do I know you aren't going to hurt me? Like so many other men have in the past." she whispered, fighting back the tears of such sorrow.
"My kiss is my vow to you. I would never hurt you. I have loved you since my eyes have first gazed you. But, it's up to you, my Lady to decide if you can truly trust me." he whispered.
Sara couldn't think of what to really respond, for her mind was swimming within the passion which the words he spoke brought about. Even before this moment, when they talked in....what Gloria called...the common room, Sara had been intrigued by the way he spoke to her. That and the way he looked, made her want to know him even more and see where this would lead. There was a sense of innocence, sophistication with him, that she had never found with any other man before. And because of it, she found herself starting to want him more than she had ever wanted any other man before. Sara wasn't sure if she could really trust her feelings, but when she looked at him....there was an overwhelming sensation that she could. She knew there was only one way which she could prove that what she was feeling was true....which was to indulge into her passion, which he was bringing to her. 
"Kiss me....let it be the final judgment. Let me feel what it's like to truly be desired and loved." she said and then hesitated for a moment. "That is if your words are true, or nothing more than false, just to touch my heart in order to get your way with me."
"My Lady, my words are are true as the night is to the day....and as vital as the air is to breath." he said and then hesitated as his hand gently reached up and touched the side of her face. "But, let not words reveal the truth of what we feel....what we are desired to embrace. For lips like ours are meant for more than just to speak."
Before Sara could think of anything to respond, she could feel his lips touching hers. It wasn't in a heated passion kiss....no, it was small pecks that enticed her even more. His lips caressing her upper lip sou gently.....then bottom lip....then both with their mouths slightly opened, tongues touching so affectionately. When she felt this, her body became weak, willing to let herself be absorbed within the passion which Mitchel had in store for her. She could feel her body withering, aching for his touch, as his kiss became deeper...so much more passionate. Mitchel pulled her closer her him, holding her body so close to him, that she thought she was going to lose her breath. Yet, it was something which she was not going to let stop her from excepting his passion...his desire. Even though she had no idea why that could be. 
She could feel his fingers exploring down her back, down to her buttock and then pinching it so gently. Just from feeling it, made her moan slightly, as her body pressed even tighter against him. Then his lips caressed the side of her neck, sucking gently upon it, as he lowered her carefully onto the bed behind her. At that moment, Sara found herself unable to resist him. All her fears and inhibitions melted away, and she became lost within the passion which he was making her feel. Ready for whatever it could be that he wanted to share with her. The thoughts of her past and even of Gloria and this party she was at, faded away from her mind for a moment. All that she could think about was Mitchel and what they were going to share. 
His body lay gently upon hers, as their lips continued to caress so lovingly, the way which he had started. And each caress, she found herself being driven deeper and deeper into a passion which she knew that she couldn't turn back from. Feeling his fingers fondling her breasts, lightly pinching and pulling her nipples, which drove her into a desire which she had never thought she could feel before. Mainly because, no other man had ever touched her the way that Mitchel was touching her right now. And because of it, she found herself wanting more. To be absorbed within the passion which he was giving her totally. Every time that his fingers pinched and pulled and her now hardened nipples, she could feel the pleasure flowing through her veins...growing with such intensity. His lips continued to caress her lips and then caress, suck and lightly bite the side of her neck. There was no way she could ignore the pleasure which he was giving her, as her legs spread slightly and continued to moan....growing deeper and more passionate. Till finally, she moaned so loud, her fingernails digging into her back, through the fabric of his shirt. 
"Oh my God!!! I'm coming!!!! I'm coming!!!!" she screamed.
Right when she said that she could feel the climax flooding through her, stiffening her body and then making it collapse it sweet bliss. Never before had she had any man make her feel something like that. For most men wouldn't be so focused on pleasing her, but mainly on feeling the pleasure of her pleasing them. Sara knew that this moment wasn't over, just from the eager, lustful glare within his eyes. And she could feel something which wanted to embrace that which he would want to share with her. She looked up at him, her breath rapid and eyes burning with such a desire and wantonness that awoke within her. Her body growing slightly weak as the strength flowed out of her as well as her orgasm. How she wished that she had wore panties, but because of the fact she didn't, she could feel the orgasm squirt out of her....as she moaned so load in such 
pleasure. 
"Oh my God....I never felt anything like that before. Never even had my body react like that before." she said panting.
"Well, that is just a taste of what is to come. And now, I will entice you more, my Lady." he whispered, as he gazed into her eyes. 
Sara couldn't think of anything to say in response, her breath rapid and eyes wide and burning with such passion. Her hand reached up and gently touched the side of his face, and he could see the shimmering glow of desire within them. Her sensitive lips formed a smile, as she tried to find the words to say. Never before had she had a man make her feel something so intense, just from something with such an innocent passion which Mitchel was bringing to her. How she wanted to know what else he had in store for her. But she knew too well, that he wouldn't reveal it to her, no matter what. 
"If that is just a taste....then let me indulge within it so much more. Give to me all that you wish. I yearn to feel to true passions of a man." she said while gasping for breath.
"As you wish my lady." he said, as she felt his hands slowly moving the hem of her skirt up to her waist. 
She could feel her body shivering in anticipation of what he was going to do to her. Her sex burned for the satisfaction which only he could give her. Knowing that Mitchel wouldn't let her  be left there so unsatisfied, when he lifted her up to such a desire that burned like white fire in her soul. Oh how he was driving him so crazy, beyond that which any other man ever has. All that she wanted was for him to please her.....to relieve her of this anguish....this hunger, which he had brought out within her soul. She spread her legs, welcoming her into the her womanhood, believing she knew what her was going to do, Instead, he lifted her blouse off of her, revealing her firm supple breasts and hard nipples....showing that she was not wearing any kind of bra. Her breath was deep and rapid, making her chest move up and down, as his lips caressed her breasts....her nipples...making her moan in such sweet bliss. As his mouth started to suck even harder of her  breast, she moaned as her hands rested on the back of his head. Sara could feel the desire within her burning even greater within her soul, like a spark that was becoming an inferno. She could feel his fingers, slowly tracing the curves of her body, enticing so sweetly. His lips caressing her breasts...suckling upon them.....his tongue running over its nipple, sending a wave of passion which consumed her soul, that she never felt before. Then his lips started to move down her body, caressing  the sides of he ribs, her stomach, his tongue running over her belly button...making her giggle. 
Then his head moving down in between her spread legs, his tongue running over the lips of her womanhood, feeling her shiver under each caress which he did to her. The taste of her sex intoxicating him, driving his passion even forward, to the point where he knew that he couldn't stop. She could feel his fingers gently separating the sensitive lips of her sex and then running his tongue up and down the inside of it. Bringing about a new sensation of pleasure coursing through her veins. Making her gasp deeper and louder, as her hands gripped the silken sheets under her. His mouth sucking upon her clit, as she felt herself becoming lost within the passion which he was giving her. Sara had no idea how much more she could take, as her body shivered within the ecstasy of the moment which they shared. 
His tongue continued to attack her sex, licking and sucking as hard as he could, even making her feel it slide inside her. Flickering about, touching every side of her sex. His head moving back and forth, in slow and easy motions....which was more than Sara found herself able to handle. Her back arched slightly as she closed her eyes, letting her body become absorbed within the intense pleasure which came over her. She placed her hands on the back of his head, pushing him against her sex, making it obvious she didn't want him to stop. And it seemed Mitchell wasn't going to stop, until he was completely satisfied. 
Hie hands reached up and fondled her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples, bringing to her even more pleasure to her soul. 
"I can't take this much more." she whispered under her breath.
But Sara knew too well, if he were to stop, she would have sighed in disappointment. Never before had she wanted to be enveloped within the passion which Mitchell was giving to her. She could feel the orgasm flooding through her, stiffening her body and then draining her strength. But even though her climax flooded through her, Mitchell didn't stop. As if the hunger he had for her passion, increased with each taste that he embraced. Over and over the orgasms came to her, growing more and more intense each time, as he continued attacking her sex. She could feel herself becoming so weak that she wouldn't be able to handle much more. When the last orgasm flooded through her, she could feel herself starting to pass out. The last thing which she had noticed was the small digital clock on the nightstand. Seeing that an hour had went by since Mitchell had started pleasing her that way. Before she could even think about it, she passed out within the sweet bliss which he gave her.


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