OVERLOOKING CENTRAL PARK
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We had known each other for over a year, and at a business meeting last week, we decided to meet.
"Hi, Jo" I said, "It's nice to see you."
"Fine, thank you," she said batting her eyelashes and smiling up at me.
I always thought Jo was beautiful. She was five-foot-five, with fiery red hair, an Afro and deep brown eyes. Best of all, she always smiled.
A few years ago, she was working as a chorus girl in a New York City nightclub captivating audiences. Now standing before me--I could tell she hadn't lost her touch--with only a smile, she still captivated me, worked wonders as evidenced by the ache in my groin.
She was tantalizing in her mini chocolate brown skirt and ivory silk camisole that made her grape size nipples visible.
Jo had a longtime crush on me, and I knew it. She always said she liked my shiny black hair and full mustache.
At thirty-two, I was a year older, and even though Jo had always thought she and I would make a perfect couple, until now, I was not ready for a serious relationship.
The waitress arrived. She wrote down our orders. A few minutes later, she returned with coffee and desserts.
Forty-five minutes later, we paid the bill. Our date was "dutch," not because I was cheap, but because she insisted.
I asked her if I could walk her home. She was delighted. After arriving, we went up the three flights to her condo. Without hesitation she invited me in.
I had never been in a 5th Avenue condo. It was on the 13th floor overlooking Central Park. The living room was large, very large, with two brown leather couches facing matching arm chairs and forming a square with a big glass coffee table in the middle. A rich oriental rug in a red and brown and white paisley print lay under the entire seating group.
All this together with the view over Central Park was breathtaking.
She took my hand and led me though the condo. First the kitchen, then a guest room with two beds, and a large bedroom with a king size bed, dresser, two easy chairs and a mirror half the size of one of the walls. A gas fireplace was warming the bedroom. It looked very cozy and inviting.
"Do you like my place?" asked Jo.
"Yes, very much," I answered quickly. I was astonished at the luxury of the condo, and let the warmth of the comfortable layout sink in as I stood there taking it all in.
"Have a drink?" asked Jo.
"Yes, thanks."
Jo went to her wet bar. "Wine? Scotch? Bourbon? Vodka? Irish whiskey?"
"Irish whiskey, please, with just two cubes."
She poured a neat Bushmills and straight Vodka for herself, no ice.
She handed the glass to me, took off her shoes, and with her Vodka in hand held my hand, and led me to one of the couches.
Sitting down I placed my glass on the coffee table, while Jo sat next to me, sitting on her bent left leg. Her skirt had crept up to her thighs and it was hard not to notice.
"Welcome to my home," said Jo. "Cheers." She raised her glass, touched mine and we swallowed a sip of our drinks.
"I've always had a crush on you, you know," said Jo. Her left arm extended and her hand stroked the back of my neck.
"Hmmm," I said, "that's nice to know." My right hand was now on her knee. She made no attempt to remove it.
"You are very attractive," I told her, "As a matter of fact, you are a very beautiful woman."
"Thank you, drink down and I'll get us another round," she said with a big smile.
Jo stood up, went to the bar and filled our glasses. I remained on the sofa. I was feeling good and getting an erection.
When she returned she took my glass, placed her glass on the coffee table, lifted her skirt up high on her thighs, and sat down next to me, close, very close.
Leaning and touching her slightly I put my arm around her shoulder. We each took another sip of our drink as she drew her head close to me and looked into my eyes.
Putting her hand over mine I pulled my hand towards her mouth, took my thumb and placed it into her mouth.
With her wet lips surrounding my thumb, she moved her mouth up and down and kept sucking my thumb.
"Kiss me," she said. I did. Our lips met, my lips touched hers very lightly. I backed off. I kissed her again. Jo separated her lips and squeezed them over mine.
My lips were wet from Jo's and I now did to her, what she did to me. By this time, I had a full erection.
Her tongue licked my lips while her hand behind my head pulled me to her--I pushed and pulled it in and out of my mouth--my hand dropped to her left boob accelerating her tongue movements.
It didn't take long before she dropped her hand to the top of my crotch to feel my erection--hold on to it and rub.
"Leaning forward so I could get to the back of her blouse she said, Oh baby, unbutton me." Without hesitation, I obeyed.
The unbuttoned blouse allowed me to reach her bra, which I quickly undid. With open space towards her boobs, I reached inside until I held one in my hand. I felt for her nipple, found it erect, and began touching it, pulling on it, massaging it.
I was sure by now that her nipples were the largest I had ever seen or felt. I couldn't wait to suck on them.
Hearing her gratification, I put two fingers on her nipple as I felt her leg come up to my lap.
Her skirt was now half way to her waist. Moving my hand towards her crotch I touched her sensitive part; she spread her legs, wide, allowing me to rub her harder.
"Wait," she said, suddenly stopping and pulling off her panties and hose. Just as quickly, she resumed her previous position. Pulling her skirt above her bellybutton, she spread her legs apart, and smiled.
"What are you waiting for?" she asked.
I dropped to my knees on the floor and starred at the opening of her pussy--watched the juices flowing and the red flesh staring back at me from her vaginal lips framed by her flaming red bush--the beauty of her pubic hair drove my excitement even higher. No doubt about it, she was a genuine redhead.
With my head one inch from Jo's treasure spot I kissed her pussy, without biting or licking or sucking. I just kissed it. That was enough for her to let out a silent scream.
"Oh, my God, "she screamed. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. Yes, please, please, do it, do it. . . ."
I kept my composure. I kissed it again--but this time my tongue penetrated her. I withdrew slowly, and then pushed in again, all in slow motion while she became ecstatic. Her entire body began shaking; it was if she were having a convulsion.
Her body motion was out of control; her head was moving back and forth and from side to side.
I began sucking on her clit. I kept pulling it with my lips and releasing it, and pulling it and releasing it. Her lower body was now totally out of control. The more I sucked on her womanhood--licked her clit -- the more she became out of control and cried to me.
"Yes, Yes. Oh, my God! Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Yes, Oh, Yes, Oh, yes, Oh, yes..."
Slowing my mouth movements, I stopped licking and sucking and, as at the beginning, kissed her pussy very lightly and then got off my knees.
"I remember seeing a fantastic bed in your bedroom," I said standing up slowly.
Holding her right arm, tenderly I pulled her into a standing position.
"Lead me to your bedroom," I whispered in her ear, licking and blowing her inner ear as I kissed her.
She didn't answer, but did exactly what I suggested. Straightening her skirt so she wouldn't trip on it, she led me through the condo. "Do you want another drink?" she asked.
"No thanks," I answered, following her through the condo and into her bedroom.
I took in the size of the king size bed. It was covered with an off-white silk down comforter spread that for reasons I did not understand, but found it very appealing.
Turning to me, she started to unbutton my shirt, unbuckle my belt, unzip my pants.
Her bra and panty-hose were in the living room--but her skirt was still tight around her waist. With one hand she lowered it and dropped it to the floor, with the other she pushed my pants down to my ankles.
She was now naked and pushed me onto the bed, made me lie on my back while she removed my socks and jockey shorts.
Pulling her on to the bed with me, we embraced and lie naked, perpendicular to the headboard. It didn't matter to us where we faced, with the king bed being almost square, so we positioned ourselves to look out over Central Park.
I got on to my knees, staring at her naked body and started at the top loving her red hair--continued to her magnificent nipples. They were fully erect as I put my mouth on one and played with it with my tongue.
Kissing her tummy, I licked it, and placed my tongue into her belly button.
Tickling her with my fingers, I kissed her red bush and lay my cheek upon it, as if it were a cushion, a place of retreat from my busy world.
Rested and refreshed, I moved to her thighs and knees. Finally at her feet I began sucking on her right big toe, then moved to the left one--through it all, she kept moving her body from side to side in restrained fantasy.
Grabbing my head, she pulled me up to her, on top of her and put her arms around me, pulling her body onto mine. With no air left between our bodies our lips met and our lips and tongues licked and pushed and pulled.
I felt her body tremble again as she grabbed my cock. It was as hard as a steel pipe. No longer shaking, she got on her knees, her head going down surrounding my cock with her mouth.
She started slowly sucking, biting and licking while I groaned in sweet agony. I then placed her finger nails under my balls and softly tickled them driving me crazy.
"Baby" I screamed, "Baby, you're terrific. Oh, God, you are terrific. I love it, I love it."
The more she heard me, the more aroused she got and, though it is hard to imagine either one of us getting any more aroused than we were. But we did.
She was soaking wet and throbbing. I could feel her pussy contracting. It was enough to convince me that she no doubt had the ability to flex them around my cock--the thought increased my urgency. It was obvious now--the time had come--she was ready to be fucked.
Patting her on her ass, I motioned to her to change position.
"Turn over, baby," I whispered, "Turn over."
Turning over, she looked into my face and held it in her hands. Lying on her back she spread her legs.
Pulling my head towards her, she kissed me. My erection found its way into her pussy. I penetrated slowly. Her hot flesh and natural lubrication allowed me to push in easily.
It felt like heaven on earth. I did not hold back my feelings, my groans and moans, as I cried out, "Oh, baby, you feel so good to me."
Eating pussy, kissing on the mouth, getting a blow job--they are all wonderful--but nothing compares to good old fashioned fucking.
We went at it until I felt a squeeze on my cock. For a split second I paid no attention to it, then I realized that it was her muscles around my cock that were doing the squeezing. The sensation was beyond my wildest dreams.
As she kept squeezing and squeezing, I found I couldn't take it any longer.
"Baby" I yelled. "Baby . . . Oh, BABY . . . it's . . . it . . . yeahhhhhhhhh . . . oh yeah."
"My MAN," she yelled. "I . . . oh it's . . . oh yes . . . yeahhhhhhhh. . . ."
Happy and exhausted, we fell asleep smiling in each other's arms with my free arm holding her beautiful round tit and my cock pushing up against her ass.
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