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delicious now. What a fine man! So much more muscular. Hmmm. She thought to herself.
Her daydreaming was interrupted by the cashier’s loud voice “Are you just gonna stare at him or pay for those things in your hands, miss?” which made her rush apologetically to the counter to pay.
“Sorry” she told the elderly black female cashier, “he was an old friend from school. It was just so good to see him.”
“Uh huh” said the cashier sarcastically. “I could tell by the way you were so flustered and giggly that this guy’s the one that got away. And I must say he’s one FINE specimen of a man.”
Fiona just smiled at the cashier and said sheepishly with a wink, “Oh, I don’t know about the ‘got away’ part coz I think I’m a have his fineness sooner that you think.” And she left the store and drove off to toward West South River Rd.
Marcus arrived at the research center and proceeded with his meetings. All the people there were so helpful and really knowledgeable. But the meetings were long and tiring.
It was now 7 p.m. in North Platte and Marcus was finally on his way back to his hotel when his phone rang.
“Hi Marcus. It’s Fiona. Where are you now?”
“Hi Fiona. I’m headed back to the hotel. My meeting took longer than I planned. They had so much information and they said maybe I should enroll for a two-week cattle-raising class with them. Classes start 2 days from now.”
“That’s great. Let’s talk about it over dinner, okay? Come to my room at 8 p.m. I made my mom’s pot roast with North Platte’s finest beef. There’s a bakery near the hotel, Marcus. Would you mind picking up a loaf of some crusty bread and some butter that we can eat with this pot roast?”
“Sure thing, Fiona. I’m famished and I’ll bet your mom’s pot roast will hit the spot tonight. I’ll get the bread and butter. Will grab a shower, first, before joining you for dinner.” Then he hung up.
Fiona was beside herself with excitement. “That’s not the only thing I want to hit the spot” she thought to herself. Back in the day, she was truly attracted to Marcus. He was the quarterback of the football team and very intelligent, too. Many of the UNL girls swooned when he passed them in the hallway. But he was always reserved and kept a sort of mystique about him. But with Fiona he was less reserved and more at home and they got along famously, albeit sometimes with quite a lot of awkward repressed sexual tension between them that remained unexplored.
They knew so much about each other because as friends because in the past they had talked and talked about their families, their lives, idiosyncrasies, and dreams. At times she had wanted to give herself to him so much but would hold back as she didn’t want to lose him as a friend. He, too, at times wanted to brazenly ask her to bed so he could make passionate love to her until she passed out from all the orgasms she would experience. But he didn’t on the basis of her trust and friendship. Something was definitely mutually unrequited between them.
Fiona finished setting the small dining table in her suite and took a quick shower to freshen up. And, of course, she brushed her teeth and washed her hairless vagina with a gentle feminine wash in case she got lucky, so to speak. She put on a white camisole, a silky light pink bikini-cut panty, and black velvet stretch pants, finishing with a good spray of an expensive French rose-scented eau de parfum. It was 7:50 p.m.
Then the door bell rang. “Ding-dong. Ding-dong”
Fiona looked at her table clock. Oh, my goodness, he’s early!! She ran nervously out of the bedroom room but caught herself and regained her composure with a couple of deep breaths and walked slowly and looked into the peep hole. It was Marcus. She took another deep breath and opened the door and her knees almost buckled when she saw a newly-showered Marcus standing there in a tight white t-shirt tucked into stove pipe jeans and brown ankle boots. His white t-shirt just accentuated his ripped body and muscled arms.
His heart skipped a beat, too, as he took in her entire sexiness and the smell of her perfume.
“Hey” she said with an almost whispered voice and a smile.
“Hey”, he replied, also with a smile. “Here’s the bread and butter you ordered, mam.”
“Thanks.” She got the bag of bread and butter from his hand and ushered him into the dining area. She turned to walk sexily to the kitchen area making sure he saw her plump derriere move enticingly.
“Make yourself at home, Marcus. I’ll just get this bread and butter into serving containers. Meanwhile, could you open that bottle of red wine and pour us generous glasses? I’m sure we both had a long day and need something to relax.”
In reality, she couldn’t relax. Her heart was pounding. He, too, couldn’t relax seeing her dressed in such a seductive outfit. He wanted to lick every part of her body. He wanted to fuck her doggy-style right there and there. But he kept cool and fumbled with the wine corkscrew until he finally opened the wine and poured 2 generous servings into the waiting wine glasses.
“Here’s your glass, madam.”
“Why thank you, sir.”
And they clinked glasses to toast, “To us meeting again and to a great dinner! Cheers!”
Their first gulps of Merlot went down well. It set the mood for the night. They sat on the table and Fiona opened the casserole pot and served Marcus a hefty portion of pot roast while saying, “Here’s your pot roast, growing boy.”
Marcus ate the first plate with gusto, to the delight of his sexy black hostess who was just staring at her guest’s handsome face as he ate.
“Dang Fiona. This is so good. The meat, the potatoes, the carrots, the flavor … oh my… please give me this everyday… forever!” he said approvingly.
“Thanks, Marcus. Mama’s pot roast never misses. It’s always a winner with anyone who tastes it. And I’m the only one who can make it as good as she can.”
They enjoyed the delicious meal together. He had seconds and thirds until he was so full. The wine flowed, too, as did the conversation which was spontaneous and just flowed and flowed. The catch-up stories just filled the gaps of the 10 odd years they lost touch after graduation. His jokes and his laughter punctuated the meal, so did her giggles when he teased her about those embarrassing moments she had in class when she was caught napping by the professor.
Then he told her how his day was and how this cattle-raising venture was turning out. He really wanted this to happen and was ready to enroll in the 2-week course to get all the knowledge he could about it. Fiona listened patiently but couldn’t help but stare at his beautiful face as he told his story.
And towards the later part of the evening, Fiona recounted how she went on to get her Master’s Degree in UNL all the while Marcus left and returned to work in his family business.
“I never got married, Marcus” she said with introspection and a bit of hesitation.
“Neither have I, Fiona” he said with a dimpled smile.
She intimated that she often thought of him right after graduation but over time her work and trips got in the way.
They lost touch, eventually. But today’s chance meeting and tonight’s dinner clearly showed they did not lose the affection and fondness they always had for one another.
It was 10:30 p.m. Food was consumed. The 2 bottles of Merlot were gone, too. And they just sat at the table looking at each other.
“Fiona, this evening has been great. I thoroughly, thoroughly had a great time. But I’ve got to go. You and I have long days tomorrow, and I don’t want to be the reason you’re late for your work.” He said as he stood from the table.
“It was such a pleasure Marcus.”
“Look,” she paused looking at him, “let’s go out for dinner again tomorrow. My treat. I don’t want to eat alone. I’ve been eating alone in this place for 3 weeks now. Having you here is heaven-sent.”
“Looks like a plan, Fiona. Okay. I’m in but it will be my treat. Let’s go to one of those steak houses they have here” he replied.
Marcus arranged his chair back to the table and took Fiona’s hand as he walked to the door. He turned to her, locked eyes with her, and slowly took her into his embrace. She said nothing. She did not resist. Her heart was pounding. She returned his embrace and felt his warm body. Then he pulled her closer until their faces were and inch from the other’s. Marcus’s heart was pounding, too. Fiona’s chest was heaving in anticipation.
Marcus closed his eyes, and planted his lips on Fiona’s waiting mouth and licked her lips with his tongue. Her big breasts were crushed on his chest as their embrace became more intense.
“I want you, Fiona Randal. I want you so badly.” And he began to French-kiss her deeply as she clung to his neck with both arms. She reciprocated in wild abandon.
She broke away for a few seconds to say with bated breath, “Stay with me tonight, Marcus. Do anything you want with me. I’ve been waiting for you to do this since college.”
She pulled him by the hand into the bedroom where a king-size bed awaited. He stood behind her just in front of the waiting bed and began caressing her neck and ears with his arduous kisses. His two hands naturally moved from holding her sexy upper arms to where her 36D breasts were. He massaged her big globes while continuing his licking of her neck and shoulders. She could do nothing except moan and reach backwards with both hands to pull his buttocks closer to hers. She gyrated her ass mounds onto his groin area. He was already dry-fucking her ass.
He stopped to remove her camisole from behind and he also removed his shirt. She had no bra and he spun her around and immediately put her left breast’s areola into his mouth to suck and play with. She closed her eyes and moaned. He played with the nipple with his teeth while his other hand pinched the right nipple. Fiona was moaning and whimpering from the sheer pleasure of his oral assault on her breasts. He kissed around her breasts, and licked the outer and inner parts. Then he told her to put her arms behind her head so he could see her smooth shaved armpits. Then, he began to sniff, lick, and kiss each armpit, savoring their plumpness, smell, and taste. Fiona wanted to faint because of the arousal she felt. She never thought of her pits as erogenous zones. He couldn’t get enough of her chocolate brown breasts, dark nipples, and inviting armpits.
“Oh Marcus, what are you doing to me, baby. I can’t explain how aroused you’ve made me.”
“I want you so much, Fiona. I want all of you.”
Then Marcus broke off for a moment. He stepped back and bent down to remove his shoes, socks, and pants. Tonight, he wore the white bikini underwear and so his growing erection suddenly jumped into view as he stood up straight. The sight of his big, thick penis excited Fiona even more.
“Gawd, Marcus. I didn’t know you had such a beautiful big cock hidden in your pants. It’s soooo big, baby.”
“I’ve always wondered how your luscious lips and sexy mouth would feel like on my cock. Suck me, Fiona. I’m not going to wait any longer. Come here and sit on the bed and take my dick in your mouth.”
Fiona peeled off her velvet pants and in her pink panties, she sat be the edge of the king-size bed with her legs spread. Marcus moved between her legs with his groin directly in front of her face. She took the now 10-inch cock in her hand and kissed its head.
“So beautiful” was all she could say as she began to fellate Marcus’s penis. Inch by inch, breath by breath she took it in and pulled it out. “Oh baby, it’s SOOO BIIIIGGG!! And it tastes SOOOO GOOOOD!!”
Marcus held her head as he face-fucked her. He would pull his dick out every so often and smack it on her face and lips and say, “Is this what you want, baby? Is this the cock you’ve wanted in your mouth all this time?” Then, he would stick it in her mouth again and face fuck her. She could hardly take all of it and would gag as it reached the back of her throat.
She felt so horny being conquered by Marcus. Then Marcus asked Fiona to lie on her back at the edge of the bed. He lifted her legs, parted them, and began to kiss her feet down to the inside of her thighs. It was a titillating sensation that she’d never experienced before. She was massaging her nipples as Marcus licked her legs. And finally, Marcus engulfed he whole vagina with his mouth and stuck his tongue in and out. She almost jumped in delight. Then he pursed his lip and started sucking on her clitoris. Fiona’s head was moving uncontrollably left and right from the deep arousal she was feeling. She was moaning Marcus’s name over and over. Marcus was relentless, and he would stop and stick his tongue and lick her asshole too. His tongue didn’t stop the assault on her clit which, at this point, was already engorged and peeping out the top of her luscious labia.
Her pussy began to cream with so much juice. Marcus loved the taste of her pussy. He put his middle finger in and started slowly fingering her. Her juices began dripping copiously into his palm. It wasn’t 30 seconds when Fiona cried, “I’m coming. I’m coming” and her whole body convulsed and shook like it was being electrocuted. Marcus kept firm and sucked her now dripping pussy while fingering it. This orgasm lasted for about 2 minutes and Marcus got on top of her and kissed her mouth deeply as it was happening. He kissed her passionately and lustily. She continued having small orgasms while Marcus’s big hairy body was on top of her and she held tightly on to him with her arms, hands and legs like a koala cub – his mouth locked on hers, both tongues jousting in arousal.
When the waves of orgasm quieted a bit, Fiona whispered in his ear, “Tell me what you want me to do to you in bed, Marcus. I am all yours to command, baby.”
Marcus stood up and said, “I want you to kiss and lick every inch of me, Fiona.” He sat at the edge of the bed and Fiona got up and stood between his legs. She pressed her breasts on his face and he eagerly rubbed his face on them enjoying their smoothness and firmness.
“Relax, baby” she said sexily “Fiona’s gonna taste all of you.” She began by planting little kisses on his forehead, his eyes, his nose, cheeks, lips, chin, ear lobes, ears, and neck. Then her tongue began exploring all the places she kissed. She took his both his hands and inserted each finger in her mouth – sucking them one by one. Then she took his left arm and licked it from the palm all the way down to the lower part of the bicep. She paused to admire Marcus’s hairy left armpit. She put her face near and gave it a sniff. It had a deep masculine smell and she licked it greedily and chowed-down on it with so much ardor.
“Hmmmm. Yours will be the first and last armpits I will ever devour. You are delicious, Marcus. I’ve never done this to anyone.”
She did the same with the other armpit and then she made him lie down on the center of the bed. Dang he’s so hairy and muscular, she thought. Then she started rubbing her hands on his hairy torso, slowly licking his nipples down to the center line leading to his navel. She assaulted his navel with her tongue and then moved down to his groin. She pushed his big dick to one side and licked his hairy groin area. The smell of Marcus’s groin drove her crazy. It was strong and masculine. She savored its taste with greedy licks. She did his hairy balls and put each on in her mouth. Marcus was groaning and his chest was heaving in passion. She kissed his inner thighs and then asked him to lift his legs so she could lick his hairy puckered anus. Fiona never licked any one’s anus before but because this was Marcus, she just attacked it with her tongue and sucked it with her lips without any care how it would smell or taste. But it was clean and very well washed.
Then she lay down beside Marcus and kissed him. “Marcus, my darling. Please fuck me.” Marcus responded by kissing her and fondling her beautiful breasts.
“Fuck me, Marcus. But be gentle, okay?” she said in his ear. Then she paused and whispered in an almost embarrassed tone, “I’ve been saving my virginity for Mr. Right.”
Marcus turned his head to her face. “You’ve never had a man inside that luscious pussy before?” She shook her head to say no.
“I’ve dated men before and we’d get through all the foreplay and oral sex but I always drew the line at letting someone fuck me. I always wanted it to be with the special man of my dreams.”
Then she paused and tears began to flow from her eyes, “I always wanted it to be you, Marcus Walker. Since the day I saw you in class when you walked in late with your plaid flannel shirt and jeans up to when we became term paper partners, and graduated from school, I wanted to give myself only to you – just you.”
“So here I am …. in your arms …. just a girl …. asking you, the man of my dreams, to take my virginity slowly and deeply, and satisfy my lifelong desire for you.”
Marcus could not speak. He turned his whole torso toward her and kissed her deeply while fingering her pussy. “Oh, my darling princess. You don’t know how many times I masturbated just thinking of you in college. You cannot image how much I wanted to tear your clothes off when we were alone studying or when I would walk you to your dorm. I wanted to fuck your brains out.”
“Do it now?” she whimpered. “Make love to me, Marcus Walker.”
She spread her legs and he positioned himself kneeling between her legs. He put the head of his penis just between her wet labia and kept it there for a moment. Then he slowly pushed it little by little.
Fiona gripped the sheets and panted with pursed lips as the bulbous head entered her dripping wet womanhood. She began to gasp Marcus inserted his engorged penis deeper. About about 1 inch inside, he felt Fiona’s hymen. He pulled his penis out and suddenly thrust it in. The pain of rupturing the hymen made Fiona bite her lip. It hurt a bit. But now her lover was slowly thrusting his penis deeper and deeper into her womanhood. In just a few moments, the pain was already being overtaken by pleasure.
He lifted her legs on his arms so he could push his beast deep into her.
“Oh Marcus!! Fuck me my darling. Fuck me deep.” He rode her like an expert horseman, impaling her as deep as his 10-inch penis could go. She lay on her back gripping the sheets in ecstacy while her handsome lover heaved and hoed his engorged manhood into her slopping tunnel.
Then he pulled out and told her he wanted her from behind. She knelt down on the side of the bed with her face on a pillow. Marcus proceeded to doggy-style her while standing on the side of the bed. The slopping sound of his big penis inside her wet vagina and of his balls slapping against her big butt competed with Fiona’s moans and screams of pleasure and Marcus’s guttural grunts that accompanied every thrust he made into her.
Fiona’s virgin vagina was being stretched by possibly the biggest penis she’s ever seen, or touched, or kissed, or sucked. It was really big. It reached deep inside her to places she didn’t know existed. All she felt was a fullness all the way to her inside navel whenever he thrust it deep into her.
“Your pussy is so tight, Fiona. I can keep my dick in your forever.” He said between thrusts.
“Don’t stop Marcus, I’m coming soon. I can feel something building inside that I can’t explain. Just don’t stop. Fuck me. Oh just fuck me.” She begged.
Marcus was savoring this moment. Every thrust became slower and more deliberate as if wanting to ensure Fiona would reach her climax. Fiona began to shake. “I’m coming. I’m coming. Oh Marcus…… “ and then like a jolt of electricity her orgasm hit her. Suddenly undulating waves and wave pulsed from inside her everywhere. Her pussy felt like it would explode in sheer pleasure and when the orgasm finally peaked, the intensity was indescribable and made her whole body shake. Marcus continued to his thrusts until he too felt the boiling point of his balls and the tip of his penis was signaling to his brain its impending ejaculation into Fiona’s womb.
“I’m coming, too, Fiona. I’m coming!!” And with a deep thrust, strings and strings of his semen volleyed into Fiona’s womb. He must have deposited 1/3 cup of semen into her.
They were both groaning and moaning as their respective climaxes consumed them. He held her buttocks and pulled her to him while his dick was still inside her. It took several minutes before the waves of pleasure subsided.
He pulled out and collapsed beside her. “Marcus, that was incredible” was all she could say.
They faced each other and kissed like there was not tomorrow. Marcus smiled and kissed her eyes. “I hope that first fuck was worth the wait, baby girl. I have wanted to do that for a long time.”
“Oh Marcus. I have no words to say. Thank you for taking my virginity in such a special and pleasurable way. I’ve always imagined it with you but I never ever thought it would be this wonderful.”
He looked at her and lovingly said, “Oh don’t think I’m through with you yet, Fiona Randal. This night is very young and my dick has a lot of years to make up to that lovely pussy of yours.”
They both laughed and then kissed. “I wouldn’t miss your dick’s making up to my pussy for the world. It better get going. My pussy can be unforgiving you know…” she joked.
Then she got a bit serious as she caressed his face lovingly with her hand, “Stay the night, Marcus Walker. I’m all yours. In fact, if you decide to stay for 2 weeks to attend your classes at the research center, I suggest you give up your room in this hotel and move in here with me in mine.”
“I have no intention of leaving, princess” he said before kissing her lips and fingering her pussy again.
As the evening darkness set in North Platte, the walls of room 370 at the Hilton Express could only be silent witness to the uber passionate love-making between these two beautiful bodies that were consumed by their desire for each other. Every conceivable sex position was explored. Every part in each partner’s bodies was licked, sucked, and tasted by the other. Their moaning and groaning resonated almost non-stop as the room filled with the smell of semen, vaginal juice and the sweaty, musky scent of their bodies.
It was only sometime a little past midnight that the moans and groans finally quieted down. Marcus and Fiona lay in each other’s arms panting and exhausted by the beautiful love making that happened between them. Together they drifted into deep sleep in a tight embrace -- the joy of beautiful coitus clearly seen on their faces as they slept. Tonight marked the first of many memorable evenings dedicated to the slow, rhythmic discovery of each other’s hearts and bodies.
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