I remember this one time I accidentally walked in on her getting out of the shower, which wasn’t' a big deal for her, but it was for me. The glistening water dripped from her perfectly sculptured body as she stood before my eyes. Her nipples became erect as the cool breeze from the air vent hit her chest, it was like the perfect scene in one of those sultry, erotic movies. As my brain came back to reality I could hear her asking for a towel. I slowly turned and handed it to her. I knew she knew I was staring at her, now if she knew that it was lust in my eyes she never said anything to me.
Well that was then and this is now and today in the mail I got an invite to a three day event thrown by my sorority in Las Vegas. "To go or not to go?" Was the question I pondered as I read the notice. The trip wasn’t for another 3 weeks so I had plenty of time to think it over, I dropped it on my mail table and went on with my day.
It was about two and a half weeks later, I was coming home from work a little early, still undecided on the trip, when I noticed a red Impala in my driveway. I didn't think anything of it until, as I walked through the front door, I heard the familiar sounds of love making, coming from my bedroom. As I ascended the staircase the sounds got louder and the knots in my stomach got bigger and bigger. I felt my palms sweating as I reached for the door and slowly opened it. My heart stopped and my skin instantly became hot with rage. There was Michelle, my girlfriend of 3 years, in my bed, making love to some dollar store hoe.
Before the situation completely registered in my brain, I flew across the room at Michelle, fists up and ready for a fight. As I was beating her ass, I made sure not to let the little slut she was with slip away. I called her everything but the child of God before turning my attentions to the whore and began to beat the breaks off her ass. Michelle pulled me off of her long enough for her to make her get away. I hate it when she holds me back while I’m angry, usually it calms me down, but this time it isn’t happening. When she let me go I turned to her and asked her why, and after about 5 seconds of waiting for an answer, I realized that I didn't give a shit why. Continuously cussing at her loudly, I walked over to my closet and pulled out the two duffle bags that she moved into my house with and started stuffing her shit in them. She tried to pull her shit out and stop me from packing it up and I screamed on her,
"I cant believe you would do some shit like this to me! And in my own fucking house!!"
"Baby I'm sorry. If you just let me explain! Let me talk to you!"
She reached out and grabbed my arm and in a split decision reaction I closed my fist and punched her square in the jaw. She let me go, held her cheek and looked at me with those puppy dog eyes like I had just ripped her heart out.
"I just want you to get your shit and get out. I told you in the beginning that this type of shit was a fucking deal breaker. Now get the fuck out of my house!" She couldn’t say anything, so she picked up her bags and walked out of the door. I slammed my door behind her and broke into tears. I fell to the floor in a heap of uncontrollable emotions and tears. I knew she was cheating but I never thought that she would do it in my house.
I picked myself up off the floor, wiped my tear stained face and headed to the kitchen for a much needed drink. While pouring myself a vodka sunrise I noticed my sorority invite and right then and there I decided to go. I called the R.S.V.P. number and confirmed my reservation, contacted my neighbor and asked her to watch my house and went upstairs to pack.
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The reunion didn’t start for another two days but that didn’t stop me from arriving in Vegas early and unwind. I checked into one of the Tower Suites at the Bellagio on a Wednesday night at about 7:30. I went straight to my room and jumped in the shower. Slipped into a sexy, little crimson number, strapless with Swarovski crystal beading and headed to Caramel, one of the hottest bars at the Bellagio. I sat at the bar and told the bartender to make me something cute and very strong.
Two drinks in a familiar scent invaded my nose. I brushed it off as ’wishful thinking’ because I had been hoping to cross paths with her on this trip, but then that sweet, melodically voice intruded upon my eardrum and sent a shivers up and down my spine. I maintained my composure, casually turned to my right and there she was, in all her magnificent glory, the goddess of my fantasies, Leena Jackson and my mouth wouldn’t or couldn’t open.
There I was, sitting next to the woman of my dreams and I had a total laps in brain capacity.
I turned my head back toward the bartender and motioned for her to bring me another round, as I threw back my current libation as if it were Kool-aid.
“Carrisa?” The harmonious notes rang out to me as if breaking me from a trance and snatching me back to reality.
“Oh my goodness!”, I said, trying to sound more surprised than shocked, as I stood up to give her a warm but ’sisterly’ hug . “Are you here for the reunion?”
“I am. I just checked in about 20 minutes ago.” She replied.
“What are the odds that we both would come into town early?” I asked to open the door for further conversation.
“It is weird, because I never come to these things. But I have a strong belief in fate, things always happen for a reason.” She said with a wink and a sexy smile. “We should keep each other company while we’re here.”
I tried so hard to keep the joy from bubbling out of me like hot, molten lava from a volcano as I nodded and replied “That would be fun. A little drinking, gambling and dancing.” I raised my glass, “Here’s to a weekend of drunken debotury.” and I giggled so hard I snorted. “Excuse me.”
“No,” her voice softened and a loving smile graced her face. “I think your laugh is beautiful. So real and honest. It’s very refreshing.
From that point on I was in heaven. We talked for about an hour and a half in the bar, catching up on old times and getting a little wasted. We hit the casino and won a shit load of money and we lost about half of it before we decided to go to Studio 54. It was amazing. The DJ was doing his thing and the drinks were flowing like the Amazon.
Leena was eyeing me hard while I was slow winding on the dance floor and I wouldn’t have known if some random chick didn’t saunter by and whisper “I think your girl is turned on enough to leave now.” My eyes connected with Leena’s and the look she gave me was a very familiar look. I never thought I would see that come hither stare in her eyes. She slowly walked onto the dance floor and took my hand and pulled me close, so close that I could feel her body heat through my tiny frock. She put her luscious lips close to my ear the way she used to in college and suggested that we head back to our hotel before kissing me on the neck and pressing her pussy on my ass. Anxiously I nodded my head in agreement and we headed to the limo.
As soon as the limo door shut behind me, she slid so close that you couldn’t tell where my thigh ended and hers began. She placed her warm hand just above my knee and slowly crept up my thigh and found my pot of gold all warm and wet.
She told me that she had always had a thing for me but because she was my ‘big sister’ that it wouldn’t have been appropriate to fuck around back then but now we were grown and free to explore whatever we desired and at that moment she desired me.
She leaned over and kissed my cheek with the sweetness of a butterfly. Then she look me in the eye and her lips connected with mine with more passion than I had ever felt in the 3 years I was with Michelle and I was ready for anything after that.
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I must have been in a daze because I don’t remember how we got from the car to my room but there we were on the floor of the living room kissing, touching and grabbing at each other like ravenous beasts. I couldn’t get out of my dress fast enough, I couldn’t wait to feel her buttermilk skin pressed against mine in the heat of passion.
We had finally gotten all of our clothes off when suddenly she stopped and stood up. She reached her hand out for mine and lead me to the bed. With her 44” hips swaying from side to side in front of me, she could’ve walked me right off a cliff. She set me down on the bed and ran her hands up the inside of each thigh simultaneously and snatched them apart with one quick motion. My legs began to shake uncontrollably as she kissed a trail slowly up my right thigh and down my left and then again in reverse with her thick, wet tongue.
She pushed my legs farther apart and lightly licked the outer lips of my treasure box, before delving into my moist cave of pleasure. She swirled her tongue inside me with the speed and force of a tornado. My body was sent into a whirlwind of emotions and jitters as her fingernails ran down my stomach to my hips, where her hands firmly rested to pin me down. Within moments I was ready to shower her face with my creamy goodness, but just as I was getting there she stopped, looked at me and said, “Not yet. I want you to cum with me.” I was puzzled but I followed her every move.
She pushed me further up on the king size bed toward the pillows, climbed on top of me and kissed me hard. She rubbed her juicy, wet pussy over my body on her way to mount my face like I was wearing a saddle on my head. As she lowered her delectable pie to my mouth, she dripped the most scrumptious juices right on my tongue. My head was spinning as I took her into my hot mouth and as I flicked my tongue over her clit, she let out the sexiest moan. I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, pushing my tongue deeper inside her as she gyrated on top of me with pleasure.
I could feel her body lose the rhythm that she had just before she jumped off me. She sat at the end of the bed facing me and slid up to me, legs spread wide and put her succulent, sopping wet love box on mine and began to grind with pure delight. I sat up a bit to see her face as her moans got louder than mine, I watched her bite her bottom lip and throw her head back in ecstasy. Our bodies moved together in a feverish frenzy as we each got closer to our goal. I through my head back as I began to slowly cum, but when she squirted her juices all over my throbbing pussy, I couldn’t hold anything back. I exploded in a wave of cum and emotions and we both fell back on the bed, legs still intertwined.
After about ten or fifteen minutes of catching our breath, I reached for her to pull her closer, and we embraced and kissed so fervently that a stranger would have thought we had been together for years instead of just fucking for the first time. She ran her fingers down my back in a soothing motion as I rested my head on her full breast. The sun was coming up and we hadn’t been to sleep, so we lay down and try to rest, but the smell of sex in the air and the heat from her pussy on my ass made me turn to her and start another 4 hour session.
Needless to say, we never made it to any of the reunion events that weekend. We only saw the four walls of my suite and it was un-fucking believable. So now after six months of the both of us flying back and forth every other weekend between Georgia and Virginia, she’s transferring to her companies affiliate out here in good ole VA so she can be near her new boo, ME! And just in case you’re wondering, the sex in still mind blowing.
