And then it was, still...

Happy 2006 everyone!

I hope last night treated you well. The following is the next installment in the "And then it was" short story piece.
If you would like to review, I have posted the prequel to this here.

One of the changes to my blog this year is to be inherently closer to the honesty of the original piece of work I've written. Yes, normally when I write I dissect into two versions... One for here (which can be hugely generalized and vague) and one for print (which is succinct and blatent, catering more to the details of what inspired the thought or fantasy).
This piece has been modified, both the first part and this one; these new changes bring the story to exactly where it should be... I've held absolutely nothing back here (though descriptions of characters have been largely removed), and we'll keep it that way.

You may notice a change in past stories too as I return to the archives to add or update some minor details that bring those works closer to stating the obvious... And there will be a few.

Sure, I'd love to sit with you for awhile.
Are you sure you have the time?

Alright then, let's have a seat and we can reminisce on how I got you back to the hotel in once piece.

No sooner had we stumbled out of the barfront, that you said "head for the taxi."

"Taxi, I thought you needed me to help you walk back to the hotel."

"I do. Grab the taxi right there."

So we get in the taxi and you direct him to your hotel, which turned out to be about 5 miles from the bar we were at... Nice, walk you home. Right. I really didn't know what to think at that time, I mean I know you... And there's no chance you could be some freaky psychopath... Is there?
"Why am I here if you're not walking."

"Don't be an idiot." Your arm extended over the back of me, and you leaned in a bit "Let's do this... You ready?"

The look in your eye was a combination of lust, dare, and domination. Which complimented my enthusiasm at the evenings events... Earlier than anticipated, but pleasantly welcome.

"Oh absolutely." I could feel you moving in closer, and closer with every turn the cab made. The intent was there for us to get closer on this trip to the hotel, and it was obvious since we started with about 2 feet in between us, but now there is only a measly 8 inches at best... And we've still got 3 more miles to go "What took you so long?" A cocky smile swept over my face.

"Okay, you need to shut up..."

And then it was, that you laid the hottest kiss on me I had felt in a long time. Immediately my pussy began to throb, I could feel the blood rush to my clit. My chest heaved a bit; I maneuvered in to press my body against yours so you could experience how hot you had me.

Once your tongue dashed into my mouth, I was insane with passion. Your hand lifted to run through my hair as you continued kissing me, enticing me... Making me want to fuck you right there in the cab.

My hand played for your lap, and you didn't stop my advances at all. When I rubbed your hard cock through your jeans, your kisses came more aggressively... Full of the same lust and desire that I was feeling.

The soft semi-gentle kissing became rampant and enthralling; my head was spinning with feelings of total euphoria. Only from touching and kissing, but still; something about it was so erotic and unstoppable - I wanted more, I needed more.

Patterned waves of pleasure amplified as our full on make out session in the back seat warranted a memorable encounter between us... And it had been long enough that we waited for the chance to touch, feel, infect each other with the actions we'd proposed for so long, but had never taken action on.

Was it that we would be fornicating so heavily in the cab that we'd bypass getting to your room on time altogether? Perhaps you would stop your advances... Leaving me broken a bit and begging for more.

The taxi driver needed to take a break in between us and his next fare.

We made it through the lobby with a little help from each other. Though my confusion and disorientation lied not with my intoxication of alcohol; but my intoxication of you.
My pussy ached by now to have your fingers there, deep and slow. My mouth salivated imagining what your cock might taste like, look like, feel like. Wanting something so bad and needing to get through anything to achieve it was only making it worse... And damn, it seemed like forever to get out of that fucking lobby, didn't it?

"You get the free continental breakfast here?" I laughed, trying to divert my attention for the time being to one of humor instead of brazen nymphomania.

"Why, you planning on staying?"

"Uhhmmm."

The elevator, remember that?

Yeah, no sooner had those doors closed... You had me pinned to the elevator wall; kissing my neck, my face, my mouth. I felt completely out of control and it was amazing. I wanted only to reciprocate your passion, but was stifled at your size. I'm so much smaller than you... My hands could only caress and grip, but not tightly. Your position was one of total domination whether you intended it or not... But something told me you did.

My kisses grew to synch with yours, our tongues lashed in and out of each others mouths. I suck and bite your lower lip gently, and you accept my actions with zeal. One hand gripped my shoulder as the other explored my ass, taking in every curve and seam. I loved the way you pushed your body up against mine so I could feel how bad you wanted to fuck me.

Your fingers moved to unzip the fly on my jeans, your actions are strong... But I resisted a bit, "They have cameras in these elevators."

It didn't hamper your enthusiasm "I know it..." My fly busted wide open and your hand slid quick into my panties, grazing past my pubic hair and down to my swollen slit. "You're a giver..."

I gasped and arched a little, realizing that my legs would surely give out if you fingered me right then. And I knew that I was so sensitive to any touch at that point that it wouldn't take much for me to cum, barely a hint of contact and I'm done for.

I couldn't stop you though, my need was too great. If there were cameras on that elevator than I hope to shit those security guards enjoyed the show, because we weren't stopping.

As my eyes rolled back in my head, your hand dove deeper into my pants. I spread my legs a little to allow you better access to work me over. As your mouth drives hard against my collarbone, your finger skims down across my pussy. Gently flicking my engorged clit and driving me to lose control a little.

Through your heated lips which hovered only inches from my ear, you sighed "Holy shit your pussy is wet. You're gonna cum so easy I swear."

I was breathless, truly overcome by the moment and reeling in the anticipation of fucking you so much that all I could manage was "I.. I.." and I think an "Uhhh" was in there somewhere.

You just stifled my attempt at sensible communication and began again, but removing your hand from my panties and returning them to my waist, pushing again gently... Leaving me on the brink of a moment and turning a yearning into an obsession.

The elevator slowed, but we didn't. When the door opened to a rather shocked couple in their late fifties, you didn't flinch... You grabbed and lifted me, causing me to intertwine my legs around your mid-drift and explained that we were newlyweds as we proceeded out and down the hall, me hanging on tightly... Taking the opportunity to enjoy kissing your neck as we travel. You laughing and remarking I masked your raging hard on well, and how those folks might've been shocked at the sight of it.

"Dammit I can't get my card key" you propped me up against the wall next to your hotel door. My legs and arms still wrapped tight around you, I scoffed at your struggle to accomplish your treasure hunt for the tiny plastic card.

"Want me to get it?"

"No, I want you to keep doing what you're doing...." Your arm reached back to fumble in your jacket pocket as I kissed your neck and chin rampantly, meeting your lips for a moment and then back down.

My hand came out to pull away the menacing collar of your shirt, my hips tilt a little to give me better access to the nape of your neck as my lips itch to connect with the new found skin.

I planted that hot, gently sucking kiss on you... The one that made you shiver a bit.

"Holy shit.." you remarked as you successfully retrieved your key card "Not that... Not yet.... Let me get the door open."