Pt 1 - Lead in

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Pt 3 - Completion

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I pull over right in front of her. She looks very briefly at me and gets that annoyed “of all the curb space, you have to pull directly in front of me making me move to flag down my ride” look. I know this well as I’ve had that same look a hundred times.

I roll down my window and ask, “Hey do you know the way to the airport?”

She looks at me quizzically and then recognizes me and starts laughing that snorty bark of hers. “You’ve got to be kidding me. What the hell??”

“I don’t believe it myself but here we are. Seriously though, can I give you a ride?” I say.

“Well Dirk, where are you headed?” she asks me.

I thought ‘I never told her my name. She must have looked me up on the passenger manifest’ and my smile grew more. “So, you did end up stalking me. I’m headed to the only hotel in this vast metropolis of anytown, usa. How about you?”

“Well, since the shuttle won’t be here for a while, why not?” she replies as she puts her bags in the back next to mine when I opened the trunk with the button. “So yes, you caught me. I did check you out. I was actually getting a bit freaked but since I saw you’ve made this run multiple times in multiple years, todays’ meetings were all coincidence”

“Wow, you really did some digging.” I said, adding “would you mind if we stop at a store on the way? I have to pick up a couple things quick. If you do, I can drop you first, no worries”

“Actually, I’ll go in with you. I need a few things myself.” She said.

We stop, get what we need, and go back to the car. I have my supplies for the time I’m here. She got two bottles of a nice red wine I knew of. “I like your kind of shopping” I said.

We get to the hotel and as we are retrieving our bags I ask “Since we’ve been destined to see each other all day, how about you let me buy you dinner tonight? I’d much rather have company than eat alone. There’s s teak place within walking distance of the hotel that I really like. Especially since it’s the only one in town.”

“Sure, meet you in the lobby at 6?”

“Sounds like a plan”

She checks in first and gets her card key and heads toward the elevator. I do the same. I wait for her to enter the elevator first and hit her floor. I laugh.

“Let me guess, same floor.”

“Of course” I respond

We arrive and she steps out and turns left. “This must be where the coincidences stop, I’m down this way and head to the right.” I say.

“Oops no, I’m that way as well.”

I walk down the hallway and get to my room. Open the door and she continues walking. “See you downstairs at 6” I say.

“Or sooner” she responds as I step into my room and begin my check in routine.

As I am unpacking, putting my toiletries in the bathroom and whatnot, I hear a scratching at the door adjoining my room to the one next door. Then it turns to a light tapping.

I go to the door and listen. Yes, its definitely a knock. I tap twice on the door. Then two responding taps.

I open the adjoining door and there she stands pants off, shirt unbuttoned and still on revealing a matching bra and panty set of white lace. She steps forward and throws her arms around my neck and props up on her tip toes. She can’t reach my lips and she pulls me down to meet hers.

I’m taken a little off guard. I gather my wits quickly though and my arms surrounded her waist. Our lips met. It was amazing. The complete uniqueness of this situation, the newness of the feeling, the initial contact made me orgasm a little. I’m not joking. I felt that sensation, and inside I felt what had all the trappings of an orgasm.

I pulled her into my mess of a room. Luggage open and bits and pieces strewn about as I was just starting my settling in routine. We walked backwards still kissing and the back of my legs hit the bed. My balance was knocked off, and I started falling back.

I let her waist go as I didn’t want to yank her down on top of me hurting her, however she held on for the ride. We tumbled down, she atop me, and she bonked her head into my chest.

Giggling like high school kids, she climbed up more and now we are face to face. Her long black hair tumbling down around my face. She kisses me again. I flip us so she is now looking up, her hair covering her face. I move some aside and kiss her again. Our tongues meet and that sensation returns. That ‘First Time’ sensation that is sometimes irretrievable.

Her shirt is fully open on one side and fully covering the other. I kiss down her face, her neck, her upper chest, the top of her breast not covered by the bra. My hands slide down and open her shirt fully. Thankfully, she has a front clasp bra, and it easily opens for me.

There lies my beautiful pilot. Hair splayed about, framing her face. A dark contrast to the white bedding. Her shirt wide open, her breasts exposed. Beautiful, enticing, erotic, incredible. Visions of the cover of the movie American Beauty are evoked.

Instead of the bed of roses, the white bedding. In lieu of the petals covering a young Mira Sorvino’s nipples, Bella’s (I came to find her name was later) were perfectly on display for me to thoroughly enjoy. Her legs together and slightly bent at the knees, skewed to the side slightly, hiding from view an amazing pussy that I had to see, touch, feel, taste.

I climbed atop her, kissing her lips once again. The taste is fruity. Our tongues find one another and tango between our mouths. Her arms wrap around my body, I feel her hands slide down to my belt line. Then they slip along my skin down into my pants. She grabs a handful of butt cheek in each and squeezes.

This causes me to grind into her and press my hard cock still encased within clothing against her upper thighs. “You need to loose some clothes there” she admonishes me.

I slide myself back to a standing position, kissing my way down her body as I go. When I get to her thigs, she lays flat on her back and they separate slightly. I stand, drop my trousers and boxers, revealing myself to her. She smiles.

My hands slide up along her legs to her panties. Grasping the sides, I slide them down while she raises her hips off the be to assist. The unveiling of a beautiful recently found, long lost marble statue by Michelangelo pales in comparison to the beauty of what I now see. Every fold, every crease, the neatly trimmed bush in the shape of a nose with handlebar mustache rings cut perfectly into shape makes me pause for a moment.

The artful curves that slope down from the top towards each thigh and the “curls” of the mustache cut into where her hair normally grows shows a lot of effort went into creating something with such detail.

“That is amazing!” I tell her “I love it!”

She smiles more “I figured you might, some don’t appreciate the styling I like to do”

“Have you ever trimmed any other shapes into your bush?” I ask

“I cut the silhouette of a cat with a crescent moon once.” She said.

“So, your pussy could have a pussy, That’s great!” I said laughing “Was that for Halloween?”

“Of course,” she replied “my girlfriend was carving a pumpkin and i loved the design, so I mimicked it on myself”

“You are an artist” I said “let me see if I can show your art some appreciation” as I began kissing my way up her legs. Kissing first her toes, then the tops of her feet, ankles, shins alternating from left to right and back again. Taking my time, kissing as much of her legs as I can whilst moving upward.

When I got to her knees, she began moaning lightly in anticipation. Her legs began to part slowly as if I was working my way to a magic chamber of secrets and having to pass one challenge after the next to attain the prize.

Kissing up her thighs was working to reveal the treasure and the way towards my goal was continuing to open as the moans became slightly more intense. I must ensure to keep proper pace, so I don’t trip any surprise traps along the way.

My kisses turn to licks as my tongue begins to trace designs upon her thighs. Swirls and lines, curves and letters, the moans continue, and I see the gates of the chamber I seek begin to part of their own volition. A fluid begins to flow lightly from this chamber.

As my tongue continues to create sigils for my spell upon her thighs and I approach my goal, her hands descend upon my head from above and I hear a voice “Just start eating already dammit! I need that tongue!”

I’m broken out of my fantastical musing and comply with enthusiasm. My tongue licks circles around her mound, defining creases and folds, circumnavigating the area with concentric spirals, getting closer and closer towards center.

Her lips part further as she adjusts her legs and one hand splays apart her pussy for me to examine and select the area of concentration for my next actions. My tongue circles closer and closer to her clitoris while attending to the areas all around. I delve deep into her as I pass her entrance to elicit some of her juice and the taste is divine.

Spreading it around with my tongue I skim her clit with my tongue and her hips buck. Her hands pull my head into her, and her moans achieve a new level of intonation. A few more light brushes and more bucking. I plant a kiss directly on the hood of her clit and the sounds changed to a more primal sound.

I suck her clit into my mouth and a growl of animal passion erupts from her. I lick, suck, kiss and lavish other such attention to her pussy and she begins to turn into a feral beast, bucking and grabbing my head. One hand must wrap around her leg to help keep me in a position to continue while the other finds her opening and a finger delves in.

That triggered a further level of excitedness, and her reactions told me to continue. It was a given her words could not form. Another finger entered while my tongue continued spirals,