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Alone
Romance
 Created on 7-30-07
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The house was quiet and I was alone. I had just put my daughter down for her afternoon nap when I decided to flip through the channels on my tv to see what was on. I paused briefly on the weather channel, hoping for a break in the rain, but saw none in sight. I finally decided on some show on a random woman's channel that I had been to before. My mind wasn't entirely on the program as it began to wander to an intriguing dream I had the night before.....
I couldn't quite remember random details of the dream, where I was exactly, but I was in a big city, seeing the sights. Not watching where I was going, I carelessly bumped into this woman. I helped her pick up the contents of her bag and as we both stood up to utter our apologies. The words died on my lips as before me was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I gasped involuntarily and she smiled warmly.
"I always get that sort of reaction," she said with a grin. Her amazing eyes twinkled with a mysterious fire and a smile tugged at my lips.
"I'm so sorry, I'm just in shock that I could be so careless," I confessed, trying to cover my growing interest in this woman. "I'm new to this city," I quickly added, feeling suddenly vulnerable.
She smiled and looked in her bag, seeing if we missed anything, giving me the perfect opportunity to take in her beauty. She was gorgeous, with brownish blonde hair that was almost shoulder-length. From her head to her feet, she was a goddess. Her face was incomparable and her skin was flawless and radiant. She wore no makeup, but didn't need it to show off her full lips and gorgeous eyes. I felt like a perverted old man checking her out but it had been too long since I was able to fully appreciate the beauty of a woman. When she finally looked back up, her eyes meeting mine, I blushed, feeling even dirtier than i did before.
Her smile was inviting and I couldn't bear to let her get away from me just yet. I cleared my throat nervously, trying my best not to sound like a woman with a schoolgirl crush.
"I was wondering," I started, taking a breath. "I was wondering, since I'm new to this city and all, if you wouldn't mind maybe telling me where a good place to eat is? I'm starved and not sure really where to go." Then I quickly added "And I was hoping you'd might like to join me, if you aren't too busy that is."
Good one, my mind thought. She smiled that mind-melting smile of hers once more and took my by the arm. She took me to this neat little deli that had a patio and tables with umbrellas and everything. It was semi-private and not too far from the park where we ran into each other, literally. The mere details of our conversation are something I can't really grasp to remember other than we made a date for that night for me to go to her apartment and watch movies.
When we parted, I clutched her address to my chest like it was the Holy Grail. I think I even sniffed it to see if it smelled like her, honeysuckle and jasmine. I went back to my hotel, showered briefly, thinking of tonight. Her name was exotic... Odessa. I think it's Greek or something like that. I towelled off and went to go choose an outfit. I chose a shirt which showed off my shoulders and a comfortable skirt. It was dressy but not to the point where I looked like an idiot. I put the only makeup I usually use on (kiwi-mango lipgloss), and I was all set after brushing my long brown hair out. I looked myself over in the mirror, liking what I saw and headed out the door, grabbing my hotel key and my purse.
I looked at the scrap of paper in my hand, at the address scribbled on it in Odessa's flowery handwriting, then looked up at the building.
"Well, this is it," I mumbled to myself, and I went up to her apartment and rang the bell. The door opened and she stood there, smiling at me. "I'm sorry I'm late, just sorta lost my way on the way here" I rambled nervously and she giggled, making me smile as well. We sat down on her couch and she popped in a movie. I don't recall the movie, but then again it wasn't important. As the movie rolled on, I noticed, every once in a while, Odessa would look at me and if I turned to look at her, she'd blush and continue watching the movie.
I didn't know quite what to say because I knew if I said what was on my mind, I'd look like an idiot. I wasn't even sure if Odessa liked girls or not, but a hunch told me she did. Before I could turn my attention on the movie, she grabbed me around the waist in a tight hug. I felt so tingly I was afraid to move in fear she would think I was rejecting her. I put my arms around her and we just sat there holding each other both afraid to move or make a sound. She smelled so wonderful, her hair, her perfume, her scent. I turned and kissed her on her cheek and she replied with a kiss on my lips, and I tasted her sweetness. We matched each other, kiss by kiss on cheeks and necks. I found her lips again and persuaded to kiss her more deeply. Never had I felt lips lock in perfect fit like that before. We fit so comfortably that neither one came up for air, we breathed in a rhythmic motion as our lips and tongues explored each other. It was absolute heaven.
She rolled over on top of me and sat up, unbuttoning her shirt. Then she leaned down and kissed me with her shirt open, revealing her beautiful body as her hair teased my face. Our hands were then all over each other, caressing, stroking, fondling, kneading... soon we were both naked, I reached out to stroke her face and she kissed my palm. I then ran my fingers through her hair and pulled her to me. Kissing her deeper, my hands pull her to me, caressing her ass, her hips, loving the feel of her skin. Our tongues intertwine, I hear her moan in my mouth. My fingers playfully explore, causing her to squirm beneath me as I push a finger inside her so very slowly and make her moan louder.
My lips move down her neck, nibbling, kissing, biting, tasting the sweetness of her soft skin. Slowly I let my tongue trace a path across her body... licking slowly, causing her to move under me, feeling her passion grow with every minute. My lips engulf her breast, already excited and erect, and my tongue flicks across it, making her whisper my name, and run her hands through my soft, long hair. My teeth gently bite her nipple as I press my finger deeper inside her and I begin a slow rhythm, her hips pressing against me. I am eager to taste her, but I want to make this last. I need to explore her body, to touch and kiss every part of her. As my lips and tongue discover each and every part of her, she presses her moist center against me, wanting my touch, needing me. My lips move down to her thighs... loving the feel of her strong, soft legs. Kissing and licking, I move towards her inner thighs... feeling her heat, smelling her excitement, almost able to taste her.
I shook myself out of my reverie, a familiar heat rising between my legs. I slowly start to touch my nipples, making circles with my fingertips, noticing how hardened and aroused they already were. I imagine wistfully that Odessa really was an actual person, not a figment of my overheated imagination and that she was here, rubbing them against her soft skin. I push down my shorts, and slide my panties off, feeling the cool air wash over body. I bite my lip as my hands reach my mound, pausing for only a second.
Feeling rather naughty for masturbating to a dream, my fingers find their way into my pussy, pushing inside to feel my wetness. Getting more aroused, I spread my thighs farther apart. Reaching down, I use one hand to spread my lips open, allowing the other hand to explore the center of my passion. Rubbing my clit faster, I imagine all the things I would do if I had Odessa here in my room, and I feel my juices pouring out of my pussy, making my sheets all wet. I wanted my fingers to be her fingers all over my pussy, pleasuring me. I wish she was here to lick me with her hot tongue, and lap up my sweet nectar.
I sit up briefly and reach over to my nightstand, picking up my vibrator. I turn it on and place the vibrating rod against my clit, rubbing it and spreading my wetness on it. In a burst of passion, I push the dildo deep into my pussy, and fuck myself with it, shoving it in and out. I am wild with lust, crying out, wanting her to be there to jab her fingers into my cunt and fuck me, make me come, make me spread my juices all over her hand and face. I squeeze my nipples hard, wanting it to be her mouth sucking and biting them. My fingers stroke my burning clit fast, faster, while I ram the vibrator in and out wildly. In one wild, crazy rush I am coming, calling out for her, moaning and bucking like a wild animal. Afterwards, lying in a heap of masturbational bliss, i flick off the TV and settle down to sleep, in hopes of another encounter with the woman of my dreams...
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