Jim / Melissa

[6:37:08 AM] Meli M: Meli: Rain. Rain rushed over my head and arms, pounding the street under me  infinitesemally. I walked inside the bar, and a few heads turned to see me enter, an all male crowd. They were sizing me up - from my brilliantly dyed bright red hair, to my hazel eyes, to my leather jacket and white shirt and dark skinny jeans. My combat boots clumped on the floor as I walked to the bar, taking a seat. I checked my reflection in my phone - the rain thankfully didn't wash off my red lipstick. I noticed the bartender uncomfortably staring at me, and I just cleared my throat. "Hey, can I get a Southern Comfort on the rocks, please? Thank you." My hazel eyes drifted to the flat screen TV above the bar, showing some stupid car commercial.

Jim: A huge Japanese company is looking for a company to replace their entire network system. And yesterday I meet their company's representative Mr. Urakami. A nice fellow, polite to a fault, however I could see that they had already set their minds to a competing company of ours. I knew whatever offer I made them, it wouldn't make a difference, so I decided to take another route. By chatting with Urakami, I realized he was sort of a timid guy...in his late twenties, had recently been dumped by his girlfriend. So I took it upon me to show him that London can be the best place to get over a breakup. I took him to the best fish restaurant in London yesterday, afterwards to a very very exclusive night club...the sort that Rihanna or Katy Perry frequent when they're in town. In the morning Urakami woke up to a smoking hot blonde and is telling me all about it today as I'm having a final drink with him before he has to fly home. He shakes my hand. "Thank you very much Mr. Ross. You have been...incredible." he says in a thick Japanese accent. "And don't worry...the contract with your company, is as good as done!" I smile and return to courtesy. Urakami leaves and since I am in a bit of a hurry, I decide not to wait for the waiter but go and pay by the bar. I am walking towards the bar at the same time when this young...red-haired beauty walks into the bar. My first thought is to look away, I mean I have a dinner reservation with Laurie in 20 minutes. I resisted the urge last night at the night club with Urakami, I can surely do it again here...in a bar, in the middle of the day...with this beauty. I walk up the bar, next to you and the bartender asks me, "Cash or Credit?" I look over at you for a moment, our eyes meeting. "Cash..." I say not even looking at the bartender. "...I'll use Credit to buy this lady dinner tonight." I say and smile.

Meli: I looked over at you, stunned as the bartender slid me a glass. "I...hey," I said, and I couldn't help but blush. The way you were looking at me was unlike anything I've ever felt before. He was handsome, incredibly handsome, with eyes that bore into my flesh and lips that were just full enough. Billions of images of this stranger kissing my throat with those lips crash in my brain like a bolt of lightning. Shit, snap out of it! I shook my head, blinking, bringing myself back into the present. The blush in my cheeks grew the longer you stared at me, and I couldn't help but let out a tiny, nervous giggle. Oh, man. Maybe this night could be turning around in my favour.

Jim: All my doubts, all my worries and thoughts about Loraine vanish as your lips melt into a smile. She is young, younger than me at least and youth warms the heart of a man like very few things. She bears an angelic face, gorgeous eyes, however, its her hair. The subtle style, it suits her wonderfully, but also the color...a bright red! It showed confidence, it showed passion and energy...things that a married 27 year old...which is quite young, but married nonetheless...things that he doesn't witness very often. It's not to say that my marriage with Loraine was unhealthy, on the contrary we were madly in love. I have always been a player, thinking that the a woman no matter how good she is...in bed or otherwise can never match the thrill of diversity, however Loraine had managed to snatch me up and at 25 I got married. We were still going strong, having sex like rabbits, I talk to her about everything and she does the same, she the closest person in my life...however it is precisely because of that...my attraction towards you seems to surpass my affection for Loraine. By the way you smile and your eyes wander down, I can see that the attraction is mutual, so I decide to seize the moment. I lean forward and...I am drunk...your heavenly scent enters my nostrils and it has me paralyzed. I look up at you with eyes filled with lust and...admiration as if you were masterpiece, Mona Lisa has got nothing on you! However I manage to recover quickly enough before the situation descends into awkwardness. "While I excuse myself to the Men's, why don't you put on your jacket and then we can get out of here?" I say smiling and swiftly turn around. I walk into the men's with a skip in my step, whistling as I walk in front of the mirror, fixing my slightly disheveled black hair, it rises a bit then falls to one side, my bright brown eyes sparking in the mirror, running my fingers down my chin and jaw, feeling the slight scratch of my stubble. I adjust my jacket over my round shoulders, fixing my dark blue tie as well, straightening the white silk shirt of my suit that runs over my toned torso and finally straightening out any wrinkles in my suit pants covering my bulky thighs and my long straight legs. I smile to myself in the mirror for a last time before I walk outside of the Men's and head towards the bar where you wait.

Meli: How bold of him! This man immediately dove for the kill, wasted absolutely no time. My lips parted, and the way you were watching my every move almost made me melt into my seat. He was older, much older, and that fact only made me more attracted to him. As I quickly surveyed the rest of his body, I noticed how large, rough, and veiny his hands were. They looked like they would give amazing back rubs, and that they would feel amazing over my bare, soft skin. I can't get the filthy thoughts out of my head of rolling about on a bed with you, moaning whatever your name was to the ceiling as I arch and curl underneath you. Never has one look and two sentences set me on fire like this, a blazing inferno licking at my veins and at my lower belly. Your black hair, which was slightly messy, was about the perfect length to pull. I wondered what that stubble would taste like under my tongue...maybe I'm just a sucker for men in suits? Hell, I wanted that suit he was wearing crumpled up on my bedroom floor. I nodded wordlessly, still practically in a trance, as you walk off to the men's room. Holy fucking hell. I held my head in my hands, breathing in and out very slowly. Calm down, easy Meli. It's just a guy. He's just taking you out to dinner, that's all. That's all. I sniffed at my hair, making sure I still smelled like strawberries and peeked in my phone's reflection once more. Makeup was still perfect. I was just putting my phone away as the sexy, intimidating stranger returned.
Jim: (How do you type so fast???)
Meli: (I took typing classes, haha. I'm also on my laptop.)
Jim: As I am walking out of the Men's, this waitress with auburn hair has her back turned towards me. That's when I stop and Loraine's face floats in front of me. The guilt that I had been feeling had accumulated in me and as soon as I saw auburn(Loraine's hair color) it all came out rushing. "But it's not red." I mutter softly under my breath, thankful that I haven't walked far enough for you to see me freeze in the middle of the restaurant. Okay, I have to make up my mind here. I can't go to her and have doubts..it will show and she will pick up on it. She nearly did at the bar...though she was sort of in heaven at that moment. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Everything about this young girl comes to my mind, her hair, her eyes, her face, her slender body, her pale skin...I can imagine her laid down and my head sinking between her thighs as she pulls at my hairs and her moans fills the room...droplets of sweat trickling down her milky breasts...her hair flying up and down as she writhes on my member. Well, it's just sex and Loraine won't know...it will make me happier and consequently our marriage happier. I shake my head as if to shake off any remaining thoughts of Loraine and with a confident step make towards the bar, where you have stood up and are waiting for me. I give you my arm and with you by my side we make towards the entrance. "Billy." I say to the young man at the door. He nods and runs off. As we wait for my car, the rain pouring down all around us, I turn to you, my head leaning to the side a bit as if to get a better look. "Mhmm...you're too classy for King's...and yet it's not Imperial either...LSE?"
Meli: I can't help but let out a few nervous giggles as you inspect me, carefully. My whole body was on edge, was ready for this man. I tucked my damp red hair behind my ear, the cold water not even snapping me back to reality. I couldn't stop watching the way your solid chest rose and fell under that suit... How, I wonder, how did his bare chest look under those clothes? How big was his - I quickly snapped my gaze from yours, hoping you didn't notice the growing, dirty thoughts showing themselves on my expression. I pulled my leather jacket tighter around myself, closing my eyes. Focus on the rain, focus on the rain. Don't think about this dazzingly sexy man standing next to you, carefully watching your every move. Fuck, why was he looking at me that way? "You can take me anywhere," I said, biting my red lipsticked lower lip. "Just as long as its got good food and even better music. I can only deal with so much Kid Rock." I gestured with a jerk of my head to the bar we were standing next to, referring to the horrible music selection. I hoped that he didn't notice just how nervous I actually was. Maybe if I made a few jokes, I wouldn't seem so terrified.
Meli: (Hey, you. Will be back in twenty. Got a desperate craving for chocolate milk. The store is right around the corner. Stay.)
Meli: (And you can reply as well! I won't be leaving anymore!)
Jim: (It's fine. Go.)
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Jim: I smirk a bit as my eyes inspect you, follow yours very very carefully. You seem incapable of keep your eyes on mine, instead yours dart downwards towards my chest, my arms, hands, hips, legs almost all the time and I notice a faint tint of red on your cheeks which suggests you aren't just admiring the cut of my Italian suit. It is not like I have not been staring...the elegance of your body comes in full view when you're standing up and despite your jacket covering you quite well...your legs are exposed...I imagine the knees buckling the legs giving in when I take you in my arms, imagine the slow, painfully-hard-to-watch trip that your panties will take as I peel them off of you and run them down your legs...the water dripping down them as we take a shower afterwards...however being more experienced I know to stare when you're not paying attention or otherwise intensely staring at me. Moments the kid Billy drives by, seated in the driver's seat of a SLR Mercedez McLaren. I reach for you hand, take it in mine and pull you towards me none-too-gently, your chest against me as I stare down at you. I lean down and once again your perfume sends me to Heaven. "The restaurant can wait...you can't." I whisper and before I pull back, I take your earlobe in my mouth for just a second...meanwhile Billy has come out of the car and is holding out the keys to me...watching all this, his jaw to the floor. I then let go of your earlobe not without biting it softly, take the keys from Billy, my hand on your lower back I walk up to the car, opening the passenger seat and helping you inside, watching intently as you lift your legs to step inside and then land them gracefully inside the car. After closing the door and smiling to myself I walk to my side of the car, opening the door stepping, seatbelt, keys in ignition and moments later the engine comes alive roaring.
Jim: (You can buy chocolate milk at 1:44 AM? London seems the place to be smile
Meli: (Haha, 24 hour corner stores are my life.)
Jim: (Can't blame you)
Meli: My whole body buckles, absolutely powerless to the sensation of your earlobe on my mouth. "Oh, my," I whimper under my breath, my eyelides fluttering. It was heavenly - your mouth was the perfect combination of hot, wet, and rough. Goosebumps sprinkled my skin endlessly, having nothing to do with the cold rain. Once I remember that the valet is still standing there, the blush in my cheeks becomes almost unbearable. I mumble a thank you softly, sliding into the car and pulling my seatbelt across myself. I'm grateful for the heat that rushes out as soon as the car starts, but my body internally is already way too warm. I gazed at you out of the corner of my eyes, watching you drive. Those sexy, masculine hands of yours gripped the wheel in a way that made me wish I was this car. Ugh, gosh, he's so beautiful. That kiss on my ear almost felt like a dream. "So, um," I said after a second, finding my breath. "Where are you taking me?"
Jim: I look over at you from the corner of my eyes as I put us on the road, the way your eyes close, the way you exhale, a hot gush of air exiting your nostrils as if a silent moan prompt a smile on my lips...certainly excited to see that that little gesture has got you melting already. I suck in a breath of air, my eyes ablaze as I speed through the streets...luckily enough the horrible London traffic seems lacking at this moment. If one would see the way that the car swerves around other cars, speeding to catch the green...one would think an emergency is underway and indeed it is. My eyes ablaze, my body's temperature rising slowly when I think of you surrendering yourself to me...caving to my touch. We stop in front of a red light, you ask me where I am taking you, I turn to you , a smirk on my face that says
Jim: (Got more)
Meli: (Okay.)
Jim: 'You don't worry, leave it to me.' God there she lies, inches away from, I could take her right here and there. The temptation to slide my fingers underneath your skirt...gauge how wet you are, maybe tease you a bit. However I grip the steering wheel so hard I nearly dig holes in the soft leather. I want to leave you unattended. No touching, no talking...I want the anticipation in you to build and build and build...until...the car stops abruptly in front of the May Fair Hotel. I get out, tossing the keys to the kid by the door, walking slowly, oh so slowly over to your side. Then as I arrive, I open the door, offering you my hand as I help you out.
Jim: here and now*
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Meli: "Thank you," I whispered. I can't help but blush even deeper once your hand touches mine. The feeling of this man's skin on mine was unlike anything I've ever felt before. Immediately, I thought of his hands running down the center of my spine, as he peppered my skin with warm, sensual kisses. I've never been this sexual of a person, my goodness, what was he doing to me? I just came out to have a drink, clear my head, and now I'm at this elaborate, expensive hotel. I stepped out of the car, turning to look at the big, intimidating building. This hotel was five-star, I've never stepped foot in there. I blinked, almost feeling dizzy. I walked beside you into the beautifully furnished lobby. The colour scheme was beautiful - reds, creams, and blacks. My hazel eyes lifted to the high ceiling. "Wait!" I said, as you lead me to the elevator. "I don't think I was able to introduce myself." Gosh, this seems so wrong. We're in this beautiful suite's lobby, and he doesn't even know my name. "W-would you like to know my name, Mister..." I trailed off, entering the elevator with a confused, nervous gaze.
Jim: As you stop us, telling me to wait, I turn looking at you with a somewhat confused look on my face. If anything I would expect you to run to the elevator, instead of stopping. However you are right, I don't even know your name. My hand on your lower back, pushes you forward, somewhat forcefully as you had stopped in place quite firmly. You turn around, you're inside the elevator and I am just stepping in. My eyes on yours, I can feel the fear, the excitement in them as I approach you, the doors of the elevator closing behind me as slowly as I walk towards you, my chest against yours but I keep walking until you're inches away from the wall of the elevator. My hands fly up to gently grab neck from both sides, pulling your face forward, my body pinning you against the wall, your hands instinctively rise up to my shoulders as if to push me away, but I grab both of them, so tiny, so soft...and as our lips crash together, my hands lift yours up, pinning them above your head as I continue kissing you...the sweetest lips I have tasted dancing softly with mine, my breathing quickening, as I pull back a bit tilting my head to the other side before my lips melt with yours once more. I part yours open, just enough for my tongue to slip...at that moment the doors of the elevator open and I pull back, the slightest hint of strawberry on the tip of my tongue. Only my head leans back, you're still pinned against the wall. "No. I would not." I whisper.
Meli: Holy fucking hell. I moan against your lips, pushing my lower half into you and grinding slightly. It was a new level of sexy when your large hands pin mine above my head - I've never felt anything like that before. I whimpered into your lips, kissing you back. How rough and warm and passionate those full lips were. I wanted to touch you so badly. Please let me touch you. Just as I taste the tongue I've been craving, the elevator's doors slide open and you pull away, all too soon. I notice some of my red lipstick has been smeared on the corner of your mouth, and I reached up to touch my lips. It felt like I had a brand new mouth on my face. "Okay," I breathed, smoothing down my hair and adjusting my hair. Holy fuck. I slowly followed you into the hotel hallway, nerves curling, white-hot, in my body.
Meli: (I didn't get your skype request!)
Jim: (Sent it again)
Meli: (Gotcha.)
Jim: I stop walking and reach backwards for your hand, taking it in mine and walking with you beside me down the hallway. Meanwhile I can feel your hand trembling only the slightest, I look over at you from the corner of my eyes smiling when I see the palpable effect that my touch has on you, even when it is just holding hands. I can't imagine what you will do moments from now. Finally we are here. The last door on the right. I slide the keycard inside and calmly open the door stepping inside with you following behind. I am surprised at myself at how calm and reserved I am being, normally your clothes would be off at this point...however today, today I want to savour you, like I would a fine wine. We step inside a large suite. I let go of your hand, leaving you in the middle of the living room of the suite. Myself I go to the minifridge at the corner, pull out a glass, the whiskey from the cabinet, two ice rocks on the glass, whiskey. I turn to you, with my glass in my hand, swirling the glass just the slightest as my eyes run up and down you as if I see you for the first time. "You're not a virgin are you?" I say as casually as if I was ordering at a restaurant. I then take off my jacket hurling it to the nearest couch, meanwhile I look at you. "Go to the bedroom...take off your clothes expect for your lingerie. I want you to lie on the bed and wait for me."
Meli: I coughed, stunned to the casual way you asked me about my very limited sex life. Flushing, I shook my head. "I've only had sex twice," I whispered, looking down at the floor. I can practically feel your eyes scanning over my body like I was a piece of meat. Once you make the comment about stripping down to my underwear, I stare at you, absolutely floored. I gave in, though, and walked into the bedroom of the massive suite. This is actually happening right now? Some brilliant, rich, seductive, older man swept me up from the bar and brought me to this suite. What if he killed me? I slowly removed my leather jacket from my shoulders, peeling my shirt over my head. I then removed my boots, and my skinny jeans. I gazed at myself in the floor length mirror - my skin was pale, my body was slim but curvy, and I was only wearing a black lacy bra and matching panties. I shook my head, giving up on making sense of the situation. I then walked out slowly to the bed, crawling onto the mattress and laying down. I bit down on my lip, waiting for my damp hair to dry out.
Jim: (Remember communication right...if you're not comfortable with something..tell me)
Meli: (Of course.)
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Jim: I plop down on one of the couches, the whiskey glass in my hand as I watch you walk towards the bedroom, vanishing as you step inside. I continue to sip peacefully when thoughts of Loraine start to surface, however I quickly silence them when I think of the young, eager beauty awaiting to be ravished in other room. I sip down some more on the whiskey until I finally can't take it anymore. I stand up and appear at the door, see you've already climbed on the bed, biting your lower lip as you look at me. You try and portray yourself as in control, the goddess that uses her unnatural beauty to toy with the minds of men...but instead to me you seem like a child, a child who is intimidated, excited, nervous, elated....eager, lustful! And then my eyes slide down, down your milky chest, your breasts neither small nor big, fitting for your body heave as I can sense your breath quickening. I loosen my tie and then toss it on the floor as I can feel my temperature rising some more. My eyes continue their journey downwards to your stomach, down to your black lace panties, hovering on the area between your legs...where the source of your femininity lies. I walk forward still wearing my suit pants and my shirt, slipping out of my shoes as I climb on the bed, leaning down, taking our foot in my hands, my lips planting small kisses from your toes up and up and up to the middle of your calf and then I look up at you. With a sudden move, yet smooth and gentle I grab both of your legs and push you down, bringing you down, myself hovering on top of you as I lean down, my hand on your cheek as I bury my lips in yours.

Meli: I immediately let out a steam of moans, leaking from my lips, throwing my head back as you began kissing my feet. No one has ever kissed there, but it sent bolts of electricity up my body. "Oh..." I felt your hands grip at my legs, and I slid limply down underneath you. I kissed you back, my hands sliding into your hair and my legs grazing your side. "Mm," I whimper into your mouth, starting to grind my half-naked body up into yours. My breathing is sharp, ragged, and rushed. Goosebumps peppered my skin, and I bit down softly on your lower lip, just to shock you the tiniest bit. "Please tell me your name," I moaned when you finally let me breathe. "Please, god, tell me."
Jim: (Any kinks and fetishes?)
Meli: (I like a bit of biting, a bit of power play, I like rougher guys, but with passion.)
Jim: (Gotcha...for me screaming and moaning does it and actually writing it out like 'aaaaah' or manipulating words like 'my pussyyyyyyyyy', I also do like talking during the act...so don't be shy to talk..dirty talk...anything)
Meli: (Okay.)
Jim: I wince a bit as I feel your lips digging into my lower lip ever so softly, glad to see this side of you. "My...name?" I let out in between kisses, as my attempt to push my body up, so I'm hovering on top of you, my hands now can access all of you. I pull myself up a bit, looking down on you as my hands cup your breasts from above the bra and squeeeeeze hard as I throw my head back in pleasure when I feel your tits soft and yet firm on my hands. There must be millions of Jim's in London, eh? However I'm not just going to tell you. I look down onto your eyes, the hunger and lust in you prompts my hands go grab the cups of your bra and with a sudden move I rip your bra in two, throwing the cups to the sides revealing your breasts, your nipples. I lean down, my face buried in your neck, where your perfume is the strongest, lips kissing softly at first, as my hands continue to rub up and down your tits, your nipples hardening as my fingers slide over them, finally my thumb and index finger grab your right nipple and as I pinch and pull it I can feel it harden like a pebble. Meanwhile my lips kiss their way up to your ear, engulfing your earlobe again, spitting it out and whisper "You want my name? You have to make me tell you." I say before biting your earlobe again.
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Meli: "Oh, my," I gasped, throwing my head back onto the pillows as you sucked and bit on my sensitive skin. "Aaah..." My favourite, now torn, bra was the least of my worries. I just wanted more, more. "Please..." I whimpered again, practically begging as I moved my slim hips, wanting to feel your warm body. "Nngh," I groaned. I was almost pushed over the edge, and my fingernails slid down your back. I repeated the process again, scratching you once more. "Please tell me, god..." My red hair fanned out on the pillows underneath me, and my body felt completely heated. I dug in your back, even harder than the first two times, clawing down above your behind.
Jim: "Ohhh..ahhh.." I let out multiple times...muffled moans...they couldn't be loud even if I wanted to, not with my face buried in your neck. I wanted to kiss you, I wanted to take your breasts...your firm nipples in my mouth, but your neck was driving me crazy. The flesh was so soft, so delicious, not to mention your dizzying perfume...I continue to suck this time none too gently, I am quite aware that I will leave a hickey...hickeys more like it. Finally I manage to lift my head, my fingers on your chin, lifting your head as I peruse my masterpiece, at least 4 dark purple spots peppered on your neck. Meanwhile I smile when see how much you yearn for my name...I lean down and almost immediately I part your lips, my tongue sliding inside..."Mmmmm!", my eyes closed as I savour your mouth, our tongues intertwining, dancing together, wrestling together, until I finally break the kiss, staring down onto you. The way your red hair spreads on the white pillow, the way your eyes look up at me pleadingly....I give in to your beauty. "Jim." I whisper as if telling you a secret. Meanwhile I start to unbutton my shirt, so hurriedly that whenever I get stuck I simply rip the button off...in seconds the shirt is open, I let if all behind me revealing my toned chest, leaning down, pressing my chest against yours, feeling your tits squeezed in between us, but more importantly our bodies exchanging heat as we come in contact.
Meli: I can't help but stare at your solid, toned chest. It was a masterpiece, a beautiful, muscled masterpiece that was practically meant for me. I wrapped my bare, soft, pale legs around your waist, kissing you even more fiercely now since you're shirtless, and I can feel your warmth. I lean into your ear, panting for several long seconds, before I whisper, "Melissa." I kiss your cheek, running my fingers through your hair and grinding into you. "My name is Melissa." This felt so wrong. So taboo. We were introducing ourselves while being half naked, in bed together. "Nice to meet you, Jim," I say with a small smile, flashing my dimples. Your name twinkled off my lips, churning heat to my very core. I could feel the throbbing on my neck, so I reached up with my fingers and poked the sensitive areas. Woah.
Jim: (What's the most recent message you have here on Chatzy? I disconnected and I only have from the point where I come out of the bathroom. Do you have the messages before that?)
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Meli: (I have all of them.)
Jim: My eyes widen in surprise as you tell me your name. I gasp for a bit, I sort of regretted it when I gave you my name, I was at a disadvantage you knew my name, but you were a mystery to me...until you so seductively whisper 'Melissa' in my ear. I bite my lower lip as I hear you say again 'My name is Melissa', smiling widely down to you. This red-haired goddess now has a name...she is Melissa. "Nice to meet you too...Melissa." I say and a smile involuntarily escapes my lips when I see her dimples appear. I grab your wrists, extending your arms to the sides as I lean down, kissing you softly, tenderly...until the kiss picks up...transforming into a wild, a hungry kiss...I pull back, not without taking your lower lip in between my teeth, nimbling on it and pull as I lean back until it escapes my teeth. I jump off the bed. You look at me somewhat shocked, but I look back at you with a reassuring smile. I am just taking off my pants, hurriedly removing my belt, unzipping my pants and they slide down my legs as I look at you, only the black lace panties on you...until I crawl over to you, my face sinking in between your breasts looking up at you. I kiss your cleavage then look up at you, kiss again and them move a down a bit, kissing my way across your stomach, hearing your sweet giggle when I kiss your belly button, finally my lips resting just above the hem of your panties. I lean down my teeth digging into your skin, but when I pull up I am holding the hem of your panties in between my teeth. "A tad overdressed...are we?" I mumble and begin to slowly move down, peeling the panties off of you, riding them down along your slim legs.
Jim: (Can you send the first 4 messages to Skype please? But not now...reply first smile
Meli: (Okay, I will later!)
Meli: The sound of you saying my name causes shivers to run up my spine. My name never sounded sweeter than when it rolled off your tongue, so perfectly. I giggled, arching my back as you kissed my stomach. Lord, your mouth was so warm and wet...I wanted it everywhere. "Ohhh, Jim," I moaned for the first time, leaning my head over as you lowered your head further on my small, curvy body. "Mmm..." I can't help but groan as you oh, so seductively slid my underwear off with my teeth. I watched you pull it down further, further...oh, my, my panties looked so good between your teeth, as you gazed up at me from under my lashes. "Jesus..." I arched my lower half into you, as my panties finally vanished off, revealing my shaved, tiny, pink pussy. I blushed madly, crossing my legs to cover it up. I haven't had a man look at my naked body in what felt like centuries. "I..." I bit my finger, looking away from you. The nerves crashed over me all of a sudden.
Jim: With the panties hanging off of my mouth, I see you crossing your legs, about to say something before you look away. The expression on your face completely transformed. My young red-haired angel was no longer in ecstasy, now rather in fear. I smile softly and push myself up, letting the panties drop from my mouth. "Melissa." I say almost in a whisper to grab your attention. I climb on top of you, my fingers on your chin pushing your face to the side until your gaze meets mine. I lean down, our noses touching, my eyes staring into yours. "Melissa...you are gorgeous." I say and quickly but smoothly I retreat down, your legs are still crossed. I place my hands on your knees and gently though somewhat forcedly I spread your legs apart, my eyes landing on the tiniest, shaved pink pussy. I remember you saying you had sex before, but if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a virgin. I then pull myself up, until my head is hovering above your pussy, looking up at you. "Melissa..." I say and I lean down my lips gently kissing your clit, then my arms wrap around your thighs, bringing your body down. I look up at you with a wicked grin. "May I?" I say eyeing down and then gently lower myself onto your pussy...my tongue, the flat bit licking it from the bottom all the way to the clit, hints of your juices almost send me into ecstasy. Then with my index finger and my thumb, I grab the outer lips of your pussy and as they close in gripping your pussy, I pull out, then let go, then grab and pull out again, meanwhile my fingers continue to press against the outer lips.
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Meli: "Oh, my," I groaned, my embarrassment fading away almost instantaneously. I arched my body up, closing my eyes, and I slowly began to run my finger over my red lower lip. "Oh, Jim...ahh..." One of my hands goes into your hair, the other hand grips at the sheets underneath me. "Oh my goodness...shit..." I clenched my thighs as your soft, warm tongue lapped at my most sensitive, private area. As the pleasure grows, I bit down on my finger harsher. "Mmm...! Fuck, right there, right there..." I began to writhe my hips more and more, panting like an exhausted dog. "Ah!" Your tongue slid all the way from the bottom to the top, and I threw my head back. "So good, so good..."
Jim: Your moans are fueling my hunger even more, my dick fully erect, close to ripping through my tight boxers. My arms go around your thighs as I grab hold of them, pulling you hips close to myself. I let a few seconds pass, you can only hot gushes of air my nose breaking against your clit. I then lean forward, firstly gently kissing your clit, then my tongue sticks out, the tip flicking at the sensitive tiny clit, I lean forward more, this time my lips engulfing your tiny clit, I look up at you and then start to suck...your hips start to tremble slightly...I stop sucking and from inside my mouth my tongue gently, very gently laps against it, the for a few seconds nothing happens, I just hold your clit in my mouth, my saliva dripping onto it...until suddenly my tongue laps again it. I then pull back a bit, this time my tongue, the tip runs against the inside of your delicious pink lips, my tongue flicking up and down, left and right to stimulate more and a wave of your juices comes out rushing...which is promptly sucked up by me. I throw my head back in pleasure "Mmm..mmm...you're so delicious!" I whisper and turning to the left I suddenly dig my teeth in the soft flesh of your inner thigh. One of my hands letting go of your other thigh and the next thing you feel is the tip of my index finger, playing around outside your entrance...until the tip, just the tip is pushed inside gently, meanwhile I with your inner thigh still in my mouth, look up at you eager to catch your reaction.
Meli: "Ah!" I cry out. The sudden feeling of your finger inside me is phenomenal. I gasped, trying to find air, as I lifted my arms above my head and gripped the hotel bed over me. "Oh, fuck!" I moaned, my sensitive body becoming even more on edge. I then began bucking my slim hips, rolling them, so I could get more of that sensation inside of me. "Yes, Jim, oh, my, yes..." Was all I could say. My eyes felt like they were rolling in the back of my head - oh, what an amazing feeling. My fingers curled on the bed sheets, and my nails scratched over your scalp. "Your. Cock. Inside. Me. Now," I hissed between heavy breaths, curling my lower half up in the air. The words were leaking out of my mouth, I couldn't stop them. I've never said something so filthy. "Oh, fuck me, please," I whimpered, scratching my fingernails deeper into your hair. "Oh, Jim, fuck me, I'm yours, goodness, I'm yours." And I meant it. I don't want this man to just be a one night stand...I want to go on dates with him. I want to hold his hand. I want to fall asleep with this mysterious, wealthy, handsome, overbearingly sexy hunk of a man. I want him. All of him.
Jim: All restraint is out of the window...I am assaulting your clit with my tongue as if there was no tomorrow! Love the feeling of our fingernails digging into m scalp, your fingers running through my hair, intertwining with it...it's not pain, it's pleasure...pure pleasure dripping from my tongue that teases your clit, cleans your inner lips and my finger which dares to push slightly further and from your moans I judge that you're going crazy...DEMANDING my dick inside you! I grab your arms and pull on them, pushing myself up, my mouth tainted by your juices, you can see them glistening on the sides of my mouth too as I lean in for a kiss, meanwhile my hand rushes down and yanks down my boxers, you can't see my dick, but you can definitely feel my thick shaft, the entirety of it running along your pussy. I watch you gasp and I can't take it anymore, my hand guides my tip to your entrance, the tip hovering on the outside. "You are mine...my redheaded angel!" I say and thrust my hips forward, the tip pushing inside, you're so wet that my cock slides inside easily...for the first centimeter or so, after that the muscles around it start to tighten, causing it to stuck, however I thrust again, fighting through the tightness, as I dig my teeth in your shoulder, myself moaning as I scream your name "Melissa!!!" I haven't gone full length, but I decide to pull out nonetheless, half the shaft of my cock coated with your juices. I look into your eyes, your big beautiful eyes "Ready?" and then thrust one more time, this time harder, my cock pushes forward, can feel your muscles flexing and loosening violently as I slide through, I can feel pre-cum exiting the tip when I'm deep inside you, when my eyes open widely. "Wait!" I pull out "Are you on the pill?" I say
Jim: (I understand if you have to go. I sort of have to go...unless you want to write another message smile
Meli: (Will you be around tomorrow morning, or?)
Jim: (I'll be around this afternoon. About 3-4-5 PM your time)
Meli: (Okay, if you need to go, love, you can. Just skype me when you're back!)
Jim: (Don't you sleep tongue )
Jim: ?
Meli: (I sleep when I'm tired, hehehe.)
Jim: (I will skype you when I'm back. I can't wait to see the look on Melissa's face when she understands this is just a one night stand for Jim...and the look on Jim's face when Melissa shows up as his new secretary!)
Jim: (Oh the messages..can you send them on Skype now please?)