A Chance Meeting: First Perspective
Misty moved in unison with the beat of the clubs music. Why is it that guys just can't take their eyes off two girls dancing with each other? Then again she noted that her dance partner, Jex, was drawing most of the stares. She couldn't help but be a little jealous of the skunk girl's body. Those big round tits of hers really turned heads as apposed to what Misty had to work with. Guys just didn't go for small breasts for the most part. Ah well, she thought to herself as she started to grind against Jex thigh, I do have the cuter ass.
Jex met her eyes and glanced over to the right "There's a foxy guy checking you out." she whispered in her ear as she leaned in faking a kiss on her cheek. As they danced they turned on the floor so that Misty could see in the direction that Jex had pointed her in. Then she saw him.
Misty was surprised to see a familiar face. Sly was standing at the bar with a glass in hand. His eyes were moving up over her body and settled on her eyes. He winked at her and nodded to the empty stool next to him. She suddenly got excited and forgot all about dancing. She ran over to him and nearly knocked him off the stool he was sitting on. "I haven't seen you in ages!" She called out to him while wrapping him up in a hug.
"Woah, easy there." Sly said as he started to laugh. "Yeah, I thought that was you out there." As she eased her embrace he looked her in the face and gave her a smile. "How about I buy you a drink and we can catch up?"
She was feeling like an ass for not calling him in the past few months but she'd lost his number after the housewarming party that Jex had thrown her and was too headstrong to ask for it from anyone else. She got shivers thinking about the after party celebration they had shared with a couple other people. She'd often fantasized about that night when she was alone and feeling a little horny. Sometimes it was memory sometimes she imagined little differences like having the guys all to herself or them not being there at all but Sly was the one she most often thought of. There was just something about his presence that she couldn't put her finger on that night or since. "Sure, I'd love a drink." She sat on the stool next to him and looked to the bartender. She ordered a light beer and turned to Sly who had ordered a top up on his drink, a mineral water.
"Wow, I figured you for a tequila guy."
"Nah. I don't drink and besides," he dangled a set of car keys "this doesn't make for a good drink mixer."
"I guess not." She looked out at the dance floor where Jex was still dancing but had picked up another couple dance partners. Looks like she met another old friend herself. Seeing how she wasn't being missed she took her time with the drink and talked with Sly. They caught up and she learned that he was in town for a workshop and had gotten bored in his hotel room. He learned about her recent work developments as well and both picked at the question of if either was involved in anything serious.
As the night went on she saw Jex waive to her as she left with the wolf girls she had been dancing with. Judging by the looks on all their faces They were headed straight back to Jex apartment and straight to her toy closet.
"Looks like Jex has her night planned out."
"Yeah, somehow I'm not exactly floored. But how about if we take off too?"
Sly smiled over his glass. "Thought you'd never ask."
* * *
Out on the street Misty started to regret her choice of a thin skimpy silk top and short leather skirt. The wind had changed direction since they had been out last and had gotten a lot cooler. As they were making their way to the parking lot where Sly had left his car he took his coat and wrapped it around her shoulders. She looked up at him and smiled "Why is it that women are always cold?" he said with a laugh and an exaggerated wink.
"Well it goes like this, we act cold so guys will give us their jackets. Then when they're not looking we check their wallets."
"Ah, now I'm wise to you. But what if we keep our wallets in our pants?"
Her response was to look him up and down from feet to waist and let out a long and obvious "Hmmmmm."
They didn't hurry back to the lot. Instead they stopped to watch some buskers juggle a set of knives they had heated up in a bucket of coals. At the end of their set when they put their blades back in the buckets to heat up to an awe and terror inspiring white hot again the crowd that had gathered let out a collective breath and applauded loudly. Both Sly and Misty put a few bills in their tip case before moving on.
Their next stop was at a hot dog vendor where Sly took out his phone and took a picture of Misty eating a sausage dog, jokingly breathing heavily the whole time. She laughed so hard she couldn't finish the thing. To make matters worse just as she calmed down he finished his, looked her straight in the eye and said "I feel so gay." making her erupt into laughter all over again. By the time they made it back to the parking lot she had finally gotten control over herself again and was wiping the tears away from her eyes.
* * *
When they arrived at Sly's hotel room Misty was surprised at how much space there was. It was a full suite with a fireplace and a small balcony. He volunteered the answer before she asked. "The workshop booked regular rooms but they overbooked and when I got here this was all they had left. They had to put me up in here. It isn't home but I'm not complaining."
"No? I wouldn't either." She hung the jacket in the closet and made her way into the living room. When she went over to the window to look out at the view the lights dimmed and the fireplace started up. Sly set the remote down and pointed to the minibar with a questioning look on his face. "Only if you are."
When he went into the washroom to rinse out the paper wrapped glasses that were on the bar Misty decided to give into the urge she'd been having all night. She pulled the nearly paper thin top off and lay in front of the fireplace on her back. She felt the plush rug under her bare back and looked up at the ceiling. When she heard him head back toward the living room and slow down she rolled onto her side, facing him. She cradled her head under one arm and used the other to gesture Sly over to her.
He looked so surprised to find her like this. He made his way over with a pair of glasses in one hand and a bottle of white wine in the other. When he reached her she took the glasses and laid them next to the fireplace, then lay down again and poured a little wine over her breasts. "Guess this drink's on me."
Slowly he let his tongue trace from under her breasts, up over them and onto her nipples. His hot breath on the cold wine made her shiver with pleasure. She felt his arm slide under her back, cradling her while he lifted her up and continued to lick at her body. She lowered her head and started kissing him as he moved up over her body. Her hands moved down to the front of his shirt and started to fumble with the buttons but she was trembling just a little too much. What's wrong with me she wondered, I'm no virgin why am I so jittery? What happened next didn't help her nerves.
Sly knelt up and pulled the shirt open, tearing the buttons off. She immediately set on him, covering his chest with kisses that led to his mouth. As she pressed her body against his she pleaded in his ear "Please, dominate me tonight." She stumbled back into a line that Jex had her trained to use "Make me your fuck toy."
A low and lusty growl of a voice escaped his lips. "Are you sure you want me to take you like that? You're being a naughty little bunny and I'll have to discipline you."
"What if I behave worse? Like this." She leaned down and started to open his pants, sliding her hand inside and pulling him out. She gave him a sexy look as she licked up over it's length and then took the whole thing in her mouth. She moaned around him as her tongue traced along the underside of his erection inside her mouth. Sucking as hard as she could she backed off until he popped out of her mouth with a loud smacking noise. Then with a wink she was up and running toward the bedroom, giggling all the way.
Once there she ditched the skirt and lay on her stomach stretched out across the bed. She felt so sexy in her thong panties and she fought to control her breathing so she didn't look too excited when Sly caught up with her. When he did he stood in the door looking down on her. Completely naked, not even his trademark hat and notebook. A look of lust blazed in his dark eyes.
"You're definitely in a lot of trouble tonight." He strode forward, his erect cock almost touched her face when he stopped walking. "Now get up on your hands and knees." As she did so he raised his right hand and brought it down on her ass, jolting a yelp of pain and pleasure from her. This was repeated again and again and a fourth time before he took hold of her arm and flipped her onto her back and dragging her head over the side of the bed. Without a word he crammed his cock into her mouth and grabbed her breasts in both hands. Soon he was thrusting up to his balls into her mouth. She was not unaccustomed to deep throating thanks once again to the long sessions of strap on sex with Jex. Her gag reflex was all but gone. Just as she was starting to get a little short on air he pulled out and allowed her to take a deep breath. Then he was pushing between her tits and pulling her panties off.
Closing her eyes she savoured the feeling of him fucking her tits then he was back at her mouth again. But then she got a familiar taste. Just a hint of pre cum on her tongue as Sly pushed in and out of her mouth. Oh God, please don't let him cum in my mouth. If there's one thing that I hate it's swallowing.
Almost like he heard her thoughts Sly pulled out and crawled up onto the bed with her. He'd started to lick at her clit, dragging waives of pleasure through her body. As he moved farther down he started to spank her pussy with his cock. Each impact made her whimper a little but she raised her legs and took hold of them to allow him better access to her. She knew she was looking up at him pleadingly, she couldn't help it. Then he spoke again.
"Do you want me inside you?"
"Yes master." she said in a small voice.
"Beg me and I may just do what you want."
Misty swallowed her excitement down to steady her voice enough to answer. "Please master, please fuck your little slut bunny. Use me any way you want. Just let me feel you inside me." She was shaking with sexual frustration as she felt him tease her slit with his cock head. "Please fuck me." She pleaded loudly.
"Where?" Sly asked in a clam, controlled manner. His grip on the situation was making her all the more turned on. She couldn't take any more of this teasing.
"Anywhere! My pussy, my ass, my tits just please please please let me feel you."
As the last word left her mouth she felt him push inside her pussy. She gasped as her walls stretched around him. Then as suddenly as he was in he pulled back out again, slapping her clit with his erection again. Sly looked into her eyes and seemed to be measuring something in his mind. As she gasped in excruciating pleasure he lined up with her sex again. One hard thrust put him balls deep in her.
She screamed out in carnal joy as he scooped her up in his arms. She felt his chest against her as he started to pump inside of her as hard as he could. Each thrust pulled another whine from her. She was fast approaching her orgasm and he hadn't even started.
Misty wrapped her arms and legs around him as she cried out, her pussy tightened around him. She came hard, burying her face in his shoulder and continued to climax. It continued till she was nearly ready to pass out then she was dumped onto her back as Sly pulled out of her. He was crawling up over her again and placing his cock between her tits yet again. She pushed them together around him and shook with delight with each and every stroke of his member.
Then without warning his orgasm exploded onto her face and chest. Spurt after spurt of hot thick cum coated her face. She was loving every second of this. Then when he was down to just a little dribble running down the underside of his head he was moving up again. I can take the taste for at least this much. Her tongue did a little circle around his cock taking what was left of his cum off of him.
They both lay in the bed feeling the last of their orgasms. Sly enjoying the throbbing sensation in his dwindling erection and Misty rubbing his climax over her breasts and on her nipples. It was only then that she realized that the sun had come up. They looked at each other with lust still burning behind their eyes, she could tell this was going to be another night to remember.
* * *
That morning as Sly lay sleeping Misty got up and made her way to the living room. She took the notepad from his hat and flicked it open. Not one thing was written in it, probably for the best, she didn't want to nose through his personal business. Taking one of the pens from the desk in the room she wrote down her phone number and e-mail address. This time she didn't want to loose touch.