Behind the Masks: Luc and Sanaii
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,860
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Dance Continues
Still on the floor Sanaii turned to rest her back against the wall, after he moved away. She felt shaky to her core.
“Zorro” had his eye on her as he slipped off the condom and tossed it in the toilet.She was a pretty girl- warm dark skin and shiny soft twisty looking hair, big almond eyes still half closed. He could see her dark nipples exposed by her twisted halter top.
This was the part when he said something flip and thanked the girl for the fuck and went on his way. Another part of him wanted to pick her up in his arms, take her home, bathe her gently. Then keep her chained to the bed as his own private joy toy.
She opened her eyes fully when she felt his hand move over one of her twists.His already hard cock arched against her face. It was damp and sticky from the condom, and he rubbed the tip against her cheek.
She blinked rapidly, but didn’t pull away. She was docile and curious.She’d never even really seen one from this angle.
“Kiss it goodnight, kitty cat. “ he said softly stroking her hair. He liked the cottony soft texture of it.
“I don’t know how to do that,” she said honestly, eyeing the slit that wept pearls. Tentatively she reached out to touch the shaft. The pink skin felt so soft- such a contrast to what it had felt like inside her
He smiled, “Just open your mouth.”
He held the back of her head and guided her full pretty lips over his cock head.
He didn’t try to deep throat her. Heaving was such a turn-off to him. Instead, he guided her hand on his shaft until she was jerking him like he liked as she tongued his tip.
“Yes...like that.”
When he was satisfied she had the rhythm, he moved his hands to play with her pert tits- perfect handfuls of chocolaty goodness. He loved the contrast of his pale hands on her dark skin.
With impeccable timing his cell phone rang.
“Fuck, “ he muttered reaching into his back pocket,”don’t stop,” he whispered to her, wrapping his hand in her hair with one hand even as he flipped his phone open with the other.
His eyes were closed and his head thrown back as he talked on the phone.
“ Dude, your timing sucks ass...’course I’m sober,I’m the designated driver...I’m, I’m... h-hold on... ” he said breathless.
“That felt so good- that thing you did with your tongue...yeah, that,keep doing it. Mmmmm...do it to me, kitty cat...,” he turned back to his phone, “I’m indisposed...exactly...I know we have a practice in the morning, dick face. You’re the one that had to chase Lynn Swanson around the club all night...5 minutes...cool.”
She barely registered the conversation as she tongued the soft spongy tip swiping up the cream that dripped continuously from the tiny eye. She liked sucking him. Having him in her mouth and hand gave her an erotic feeling of both vulnerability and power over the stranger.
After he flipped the phone close he sighed.
He didn’t want it to end so soon. This girl really had him going. He felt like she could have kept him hard all night.
“Suck harder now.”
He moved her hand over his and started the vigorous pull that would get him there quick as he palmed her breast with the other hand. In a moment he was spurting against her tongue. He saw her eyes widen uncertainly at first, then she relaxed and swallowed.
“That was too sweet.”
His hands were shaky as he stuffed his still half hard cock back in his pants.
Even with a spot of his cum on her full bottom lip, she managed to look innocent with her big brown eyes. He held out his hand to help her up and with a wrinkle in her brow as if she hadn’t expected that courtesy, she took it.
“ Gotta go, kitty cat. You rocked my world. “ He patted her on the butt congenially and left the lavatory with a wink and a smile.
Sanaii slipped out of the club after cleaning up as best she could, the mask firmly back in place.
She lay in her bed after taking a long hot shower to try to soothe her sore pussy and spinning mind, and turned the mask over and over in her hands as the events of the evening replayed in her mind.
Was that her tonight ... or was it the mask?
“Zorro” had his eye on her as he slipped off the condom and tossed it in the toilet.She was a pretty girl- warm dark skin and shiny soft twisty looking hair, big almond eyes still half closed. He could see her dark nipples exposed by her twisted halter top.
This was the part when he said something flip and thanked the girl for the fuck and went on his way. Another part of him wanted to pick her up in his arms, take her home, bathe her gently. Then keep her chained to the bed as his own private joy toy.
She opened her eyes fully when she felt his hand move over one of her twists.His already hard cock arched against her face. It was damp and sticky from the condom, and he rubbed the tip against her cheek.
She blinked rapidly, but didn’t pull away. She was docile and curious.She’d never even really seen one from this angle.
“Kiss it goodnight, kitty cat. “ he said softly stroking her hair. He liked the cottony soft texture of it.
“I don’t know how to do that,” she said honestly, eyeing the slit that wept pearls. Tentatively she reached out to touch the shaft. The pink skin felt so soft- such a contrast to what it had felt like inside her
He smiled, “Just open your mouth.”
He held the back of her head and guided her full pretty lips over his cock head.
He didn’t try to deep throat her. Heaving was such a turn-off to him. Instead, he guided her hand on his shaft until she was jerking him like he liked as she tongued his tip.
“Yes...like that.”
When he was satisfied she had the rhythm, he moved his hands to play with her pert tits- perfect handfuls of chocolaty goodness. He loved the contrast of his pale hands on her dark skin.
With impeccable timing his cell phone rang.
“Fuck, “ he muttered reaching into his back pocket,”don’t stop,” he whispered to her, wrapping his hand in her hair with one hand even as he flipped his phone open with the other.
His eyes were closed and his head thrown back as he talked on the phone.
“ Dude, your timing sucks ass...’course I’m sober,I’m the designated driver...I’m, I’m... h-hold on... ” he said breathless.
“That felt so good- that thing you did with your tongue...yeah, that,keep doing it. Mmmmm...do it to me, kitty cat...,” he turned back to his phone, “I’m indisposed...exactly...I know we have a practice in the morning, dick face. You’re the one that had to chase Lynn Swanson around the club all night...5 minutes...cool.”
She barely registered the conversation as she tongued the soft spongy tip swiping up the cream that dripped continuously from the tiny eye. She liked sucking him. Having him in her mouth and hand gave her an erotic feeling of both vulnerability and power over the stranger.
After he flipped the phone close he sighed.
He didn’t want it to end so soon. This girl really had him going. He felt like she could have kept him hard all night.
“Suck harder now.”
He moved her hand over his and started the vigorous pull that would get him there quick as he palmed her breast with the other hand. In a moment he was spurting against her tongue. He saw her eyes widen uncertainly at first, then she relaxed and swallowed.
“That was too sweet.”
His hands were shaky as he stuffed his still half hard cock back in his pants.
Even with a spot of his cum on her full bottom lip, she managed to look innocent with her big brown eyes. He held out his hand to help her up and with a wrinkle in her brow as if she hadn’t expected that courtesy, she took it.
“ Gotta go, kitty cat. You rocked my world. “ He patted her on the butt congenially and left the lavatory with a wink and a smile.
Sanaii slipped out of the club after cleaning up as best she could, the mask firmly back in place.
She lay in her bed after taking a long hot shower to try to soothe her sore pussy and spinning mind, and turned the mask over and over in her hands as the events of the evening replayed in her mind.
Was that her tonight ... or was it the mask?