Let The Games Begin
The elevator doors opened; he stood across the room his back towards me looking sexy as ever. I walked up behind him, the train of my Marchesa gown trailing me and placed my hand on his perfect looking ass. He grabbed my wrist hard as he turned to face me.
The thrill of getting caught raced through my veins like a shot of adrenaline as I approached the lobby to meet Ralph Lauren Guy. The elevator doors opened; he stood across the room his back towards me looking sexy as ever. I walked up behind him, the train of my Marchesa gown trailing me and placed my hand on his perfect looking ass. He grabbed my wrist hard as he turned to face me.
He devoured me with his eyes and asked if I wanted to have a little fun. I could not wait to rip into him. We walked up the stairs; he kept trying to slide his fingers inside me, barley able to contain his excitement. By the time we made it to the second floor I could hardly contain mine. I was so wet with anticipation it took every ounce of willpower not to throw him on the ground and have my way right then.
There was an empty room at the end of the hall with nothing but a table and chairs and when the door closed behind us, the sound of the lock clicking in, I knew I was in for a treat.
He kissed me, hard, deep and urgently; his tongue tickling mine. His lips moved from my neck, to my shoulder, then chest, while his hands fought the fabric of my dress desperately trying to feel me. I grabbed his hair as I kissed him back, sliding one leg up around his waist so I could feel how big and hard he was getting. I stuck my tongue deep in his ear and gently dragged my teeth downward. He moaned and pushed me down on the ground. Grabbing my ankles and pulling me towards him; he was on his knees and pushed my panties to the side.
Flicking my clit with his tongue he was exploring every curve of me and just as I was about to lose my mind he stopped and unzipped his pants. He was so hard and I could tell just aching to feel my lips around his head.
I sat him on the chair placing one leg on either side of him. When I finally lowered my hips down onto him we both gasped with pleasure. I moved slowly at first, his hands squeezing my perfect ass pulling me down hard onto him. His head tilted back in ecstasy and I ran my tongue up his neck, pulling at his skin with my teeth. My nails dug hard into his shoulders as he stood up, still inside me and pressed me up against the wall. Taking me hard and deep, he had me at his mercy.
Laying me down across the table, I lifted my legs up around his neck and he took me hard. He felt amazing and I reached down and touched myself as he lost his mind inside me. Still on the table he pushed my legs apart and began to devour me with his tongue. Sliding his fingers inside me he made me cum.
We lay on the floor out of breath, unable to speak while his girlfriend lay upstairs in their bed. I couldn’t help but think, could have been more fun if she was there too.
All Is Fair In Sex & War
I am not attracted to men that try to pick me up. I tend to find their efforts sad, pathetic and most often unwelcome. Trust me if I want you, you’ll know.
I am not attracted to men that try to pick me up. I tend to find their efforts sad, pathetic and most often unwelcome. Trust me if I want you, you’ll know.
Half the fun of conquering someone is the challenge. It is quite a satisfying feeling to know you have the power to acquire whomever you desire. Some of you might be thinking, “cocky much?” But really, those of you who know me, there are a few of you out there, YOU know exactly what I am talking about.
I am the girl that you should fear. I always get who I want and for exactly as long as I want them. This is true no matter the circumstance. In fact if they are unavailable I take even more pleasure in making them succumb to my every move.
I attended the wedding of a close family member this past September. I personally don’t know how I feel about the concept of weddings but I must say they are the perfect place for random acts of naughtiness.
I first saw him at the Saturday evening cocktail reception. He looked like he’d stepped of out of a Ralph Lauren advert and the second I laid eyes on him I knew I had to have him. Let’s call him, Ralph Lauren Guy.
Ralph Lauren Guy was there with his girlfriend of 5 years; it must be said, she was incredibly beautiful and smart; a lawyer by trade. She had amazing blonde hair and the most ridiculously perfect breasts. I may have wanted her also.
Ralph Lauren Guy went into the house and I followed. While in line for the bar I could feel his eyes on me. I pretended not to notice. We exchanged a quiet glance before I turned and left knowing all too well his gaze was locked firmly on my legs as I walked past him and back out to the party.
The next day, post marital festivities, I finally introduced myself. I could tell he was hot for me even before he said his name and it wasn’t before long that he followed me out the door and down the hall. Before we were out of sight he threw me up against the wall and kissed me hard with one hand around my neck pulling me in, the other gripping my ass. His kiss was urgent and I could feel how excited he was by the bulge in his pants.
It was a complete turn-on knowing that at any second his beautiful girlfriend could round the corner and catch us in the act and I could tell he thought so too. We returned back to the party and just as things were coming to an end and people were calling it a night I felt a hand on my shoulder. The feeling of his hot breath against my neck as he asked me to join him in the lobby in 20 minutes, sent shivers down my spine and made my nipples so hard. I couldn't wait to find out what he had in mind.