The
illustrator and Me
It is time to go and meet the illustrator of my first
book, I am going to his residence. I know it is unusual to do
this, but I have decided to go to him to see them. I want to
meet him and I want to see everything he has done, so I can
make choices. Okay, okay….I want to meet him because I
have seen some of his submissions and I am intrigued. I dress
in a knee length black skirt with slits up both sides, a tight,
dark pink blouse, a black bra and thong underneath, and a pair
of black heeled sandals with bare legs. I know he is expecting
me, I park and walk up to the door. I knock and the door is
promptly opened. I reach my hand out as I say "Hello Andrew,
so nice to finally meet you." You take my hand and shake
it saying " Hello Dee, it's nice to meet you too, come
on in" I step into the room and you close the door. You
walk over to your table and step aside, motioning me to come
and see. I step close and look down, and say " Oh, I am
impressed, Andrew….very nice…oh this one" as
I tap a fingernail on the edge of one with a woman on her belly,
with, what looks like a demon, on her back. "
These scratches on her shoulder and back…very nice touch,
this will be perfect for the beast or demon story….she
has an interesting look here…hmm…you have made her
pleasure and pain visible…." I run my finger tip around
the outer edge f the illustration, not wanting to mess with
it…but…I have to touch. I feel you close beside and
slightly behind me. I lean forward to look closely at the illustrations
and I feel my ass brush your thigh and, I believe….. something
else. I touch the edge of another illustration and speaking
softly " Oh this is wonderful. The way he is looking at
her as he fucks her." I slowly stand up straight and turn
toward you, we are standing so close that you can feel my breasts
brush your chest. "Andrew, you seem to have a feel for
just what I want and need" I quietly say. You say in a
low and equally quiet tone "I do try to please, Dee, and
these are what I felt when I read what you sent me." "You
are a talented man, Andrew. You seem to read me well enough…
do I need to ask?" You bend your head and I lean up to
meet you…my hands going right to your hair, my fingers
running through and tightening against your scalp, as our lips
meet…. I pull back a bit and whisper " Andrew, you're
going to need to clear this table" You turn and quickly
do just that. Turning back to me you reach for me again and
we resume the same position. My hands in your hair…your
hands roaming down my back to my ass, down my thighs, lifting
my skirt, hands sliding up to grip both cheeks in your hands.
I moan… You back me up to the edge of the table and before
I know it, you lift me up to the table's edge. Our lips never
stop touching, our tongues explore. In a harsh breathless whisper
I say "Andrew, don't make me wait…I want to feel you
inside me….now" You
groan and quickly unbutton and unzip. With one hand still in
your hair I reach down and right inside the opening of your
pants and find you there…hard and ready, I pull you free
as you push your pants off your hips. Then you are pulling my
skirt up to my waist and stroking between my open thighs. Your
fingers pull aside my thong and you press two of them deep into
me. "Oh yes, Andrew, yes…." I am gripping you
hair and nipping your ear as I guide your cock to my pussy.
"Now Andrew, fuck me now." You
pull back a little and grab my legs, lifting one and then the
other over your shoulders. I moan low in my throat. "Look
at me Andrew" You look me in the eyes and have to smile
at the fire there….gripping your cock in your own hand
you press and enter all the way to my womb. I moan again. "Ohh
yes…that's what I need…so good…." You grip
my ass in both hands and you plunge deep…backing up and
plunging in again. " I loved drawing for you, Dee, I imagined
fucking you, over and over again….so glad you came by…"
I laugh out loud as I reach down and stroke my clit " I'm
glad I came by too….now fuck me harder …..deeper….you
feel soooo good!" You laugh and say" Always willing
to please a lady, Miss Dee" and you ram your cock deep
and hard….harder… but no faster… driving us both
to the edge….then when I say " Oh…I'm gonna cum…
so… close…" You fuck me faster….and …faster…
until I scream……shuddering….and screaming again….and
then you moan…and shudder…and cum….
We stay locked together for another minute or
two, catching our breath. Then you help me up off the table
and we straighten our clothes. I reach for you and say "One
more kiss, Andrew… and it is sooo nice to meet you, then
maybe we should look at those illustrations again?" You
chuckle and kiss me nice and deep, then turn and collect the
illustrations and we get to work……
|
|
 |
Join
Free today
Have sex tonight |
|
