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It was another long night at work.
Apparently there was some event going on, a charity thing. Word had it that there would be a lot of cigar smokers there. A lot of grumpy old men throwing their money at Nicaraguan orphans. Not that I have anything against the orphans. It just means I am going to have my work cut out for me. I had drink detail. Even more fun for me. I had been there for about an hour, walking around refilling glasses of single malt scotch amongst the robust smell of cigars.
Dinner had been served and eaten and everyone was milling around on the porch waiting for the auctions to start. That is when I saw her. My regular, boring night was anything but regular and boring now. She was perfect in her strapless summer dress and brown stilettos. Her hair was perfect and straight and blowing in the wind. My angel wore very little makeup, Angel sex stories looked fantastic.
My cock went instantly hard when I saw Angel sex stories bring the cigar to her lips and light it. Again, perfectly, evenly and with the skill of someone who had been smoking for quite awhile. She then took several long puffs from her cigar, surrounding herself with clouds of smoke fitting for the angel in front of me.
I quickly shook myself back to reality and willed my hard on to go down. I could not help looking back to take another glance. She was not the only woman there, but she was by far the youngest, in her mid to early twenties, compared to the middle aged and wrinkled women that clung to their husbands sides.
She appeared to be unattached. I knew I had to get closer to her somehow. But Reluctantly I went back to work. After about another hour, there was a break in the auction for dessert. So I returned to the bar area to assist the guests as they needed drink refills. My cock hardened again at the sight of my angel sway up the bar with confidence.
She waited patiently for her turn to get another drink. I grabbed the bottle and moved to refill her glass. As I finished I looked up at her. At her graceful neck. At her full, sweet lips. At her round, smiling, green eyes. She was smiling at me so I gave her my best smile back with the slightest wink. If only she knew what she was doing to me. I was aching to put my hands on her body, to run them over her curves and squeeze her voluptuous ass. This woman was one of the few that should just walk around in nothing but stilettos all day.
As I watched her glide away, the auction started once more. I would have to go back to making my rounds. And I would have to do it with a throbbing hard on. Nothing was making it go down! Even thinking of these fat old men in their drawers! Each time I would even attempt to think of that, I would get a whiff of her perfume, something with roses, and I could only think of her.
Her body, her lips, her eyes, her voice. I want to hear her moan at my touch! Every once in awhile I would walk past her and offer her another smile. She would always place the cigar in her mouth and smile wickedly. She knew what she was doing! And she knew what she was doing to me!
She was a vixen, a succubus, waiting to take my seed and kill me as she did. My aching cock simply would not go down until I had her mouth around it. Or took care of it myself. But that might take coming several times.
I moved over to the door that lead inside the country club, to try to locate my manager. I needed to take a break to fantasize about my woman and masturbate. As I surveyed the crowd for the familiar bald head, the corner of my eye caught her.
And she was right next to me. I gazed at her once more and smiled stupidly as she brushed past me, putting her hand lightly on my chest as she went through the small space in the doorway that was Angel sex stories occupied by my body. She smiled back over her shoulder with a small wink as she entered the restrooms just across from us. Finally I found my manager and crossed the floor, letting him know I was taking a short break. He nodded and I entered the club, passed the restrooms and out the dining room door.
Outside that entrance, it was quiet and the side of the building was covered with trees and bushes to hide the dark deed I was about to commit. I leaned up against a tree, unzipped my pants and my cock sprang free.
It was fully hard and oozing, waiting to be touched. As I leaned back I began to stroke it slowly and get lost in my thoughts and fantasies. I was feeling too good. But a giggle interrupted my thoughts and I surveyed the dark for the source. After a moment, I saw the brown and cream dress of my very fantasy moving gracefully across the dirt. She was smiling devilishly and slowly lifting up her dress. She was now standing in front of me, tilting her head up to slightly graze my lips with hers. A moan escaped my lips once more, this is what I had been waiting for all night.
I parted my lips and was Angel sex stories to kiss her deeply, when she pulled away, paused, then moved in once more, teasing my tongue ever so slightly with hers. A giggle was her only response. A giggle and a wicked smile.
Turning around and lifting her dress up around her waist, she wiggled her round, perfect ass. I wanted to lean down and kiss it. It was too perfect. Before I could even get my hands on it, she started to slowly rub it against my exposed and throbbing cock. I raised my hands to her breasts and exposed the fullness of them by pulling the top of her dress down. My Angel moaned as I caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Her grinding became faster and Angel sex stories urgent as her ass rubbed against my cock.
I leaned in and kissed her neck. And she moaned for me again. One hand slid down her soft stomach to her pubis, perfectly shaved. My fingers parted her folds. My Angel moaned again, louder, as I began to rub her throbbing clit with my thumb and slid a finger into her hot pussy. Her movements were now focused on my hand and not rubbing her ass on my cock. She quickly realized her neglect and expertly gripped my cock with one hand to jerk me off while I worked her pussy to orgasm. I spun her around and she released me cock. I gave her a deep passionate kissed.
She mewed into my mouth, still turned on, still wanting release.
I kissed down her neck slowly then down further. As one hand found her left breast, my mouth found her right and I flicked my tongue over the hardened peak to more moans. I continued my trail of kisses on her stomach until I found her pussy with my puckered lips.Angel sex stories
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