Des joined Natalie on the couch, setting her between him and Will. She rested her head against Des and he stroked her hair.
She realized that she was still the only one who was naked. Both men, now that Will had re-zipped his pants, were fully dressed. She felt Will take her hand, and gave a little sigh of contentment. This was exactly where she wanted to be.
Alice has been aboard the Tau Ceti station for a week. She’d started to acclimate to the intermittent gravity loss, but it still caused butterflies in her stomach when the gravity turned off.
She was looking forward to her down time. The engineering team invited her to all sorts of activities, but she just wanted to be alone. Well there was a certain Martian she’d been eyeing, and she’d heard plenty of interesting things about Martian anatomy at the academy. She was planning a fact finding mission during her six month posting; however, after a week of constant companionship, she was looking forward to having her quarters to herself. Her roommate, a Terran in communications, was on shift, so Alice would be alone.
It had been a couple of weeks since our last encounter. Tonight, she was coming over to my place.
I’d set out what felt like a million candles in the bedroom. I wondered if it was cheesy, predictable to want the soft, flickering candlelight. But I decided that I didn’t care. I liked it, and the candle light made me feel sexy.
The cards led Caroline to this hotel and this meeting. She hesitated outside of the bar, reminding herself that she could back out if she wanted. Peter, her psychic, had helped her arrange everything. She’d negotiated, via email, everything she wanted. Only now that she was here, she wasn’t sure if she could do it. But the cards hadn’t led her astray yet. So she squared her shoulders and took her first step toward the bar.
She took a seat at an empty table in the hotel bar. It was sparsely populated this early in the day, and only two lone men sitting at the other end of the bar.
The woman who entered wasn’t what she expected. Caroline certainly didn’t expect the woman to show up in a leather cat suit, but the petite brunette in the exquisitely tailored suit wasn’t it either.
Victoria turned to leave the chamber. She’d had her moment, but it was time to tell the professor she’d discovered the hidden room and what she was certain was Pharaoh Djet’s sarcophagus.
She heard stone scraping against stone, followed by something light and wispy brush against her arm. She grinned gritted hey teeth against a scream. She was still being mocked for screaming at a scorpion in her first week, so she wasn’t going to add spiders to the list.
I’d worn my hair in two braids to keep it out of the way. I knelt between Daddy’s thighs and started licking. I trailed my tongue over his cock, starting at his balls and working up. I lapped at the glans, loving watching him writhe.
After teasing him, I swallow his cock, taking as much as I can. I move slowly, getting accustomed to his length. I keep my lips wrapped tight around his girth, and twirl my tongue over the head of his cock. When I raise my head, my lips around the head of his cock, I flick my eyes up to catch his eye. He’s watching me. I keep eye contact as I move back down.
My teasing most have gone on too long for him. He grabs my braid. I know where this is going and what he wanted. I moved my other braid within his reach. Daddy wraps my hair and his hands and pulls.
My head is forced down, my lips resting around the base of his cock. Daddy had moved from letting me play, to using me. He paused a moment, asking if I was ok. I nodded, as much as a could. He preceded to fuck my mouth. He used my hair like handles, and thrust into my mouth. He yanked my hair, thrusting and moaning. He gave one last pull, shooting him cum into my throat, with a growl. He released my hair, and I lapped him clean.
He pulled me up, into his arms. He called me a good girl. He gently worked out to braids, and and stroked my hair. I snuggled next to him and was already thinking about our next date.