DISCLAIMER: This involves sex, if you're under 18 please walk away, etc. Written by me, not a true adventure, just something in my spare time. All comments, pictures, etc are more than welcom, please send to creaturesfromabove@hotmail.com
Stepping down from the bus into the hot, dry, Baltimore city air, your face flutters in front of the window. The apartment you have next to the bus stop is so very convenient, nobody to see me slip in or out of your home. As I walk up to the door, you fling it open, quickly stepping back so as not to be seen by the people walking up and down the street.
Quickly stepping inside so as not to let out the cool air of your apartment, I shut the door before slipping of my trench coat. Concealed beneath the black leather is the outfit you like most on me- a crotch rope pulled tightly so as every time I move, it moves. My breasts bound so the tits peak out, already my chest heaves heavily for I know that concealed in the shadows you are wearing the similar outfit, complete with the vibrator you bragged about upon our meeting.
"I'm glad you came, dahling" you say, as you step from the shadows and reach out a graceful arm to brush across my peaked nipple.
"How...how could I miss this?" I question, leading the way to the living room couch that I know all to well.
"No my dear, first we must eat..." you say, before slipping off my crotch rope and sliding a vibrator into my dripping pussy, with a small remote in your one hand.
"What, what are you doing? Where do you plan to take me?"
"Just put these clothes on, I'll do the same and we shall go."
Sliding into the tight, black mini skirt she had given me, as well as a tight top that did nothing to conceal the erect nipples I sported, nor did the mini skirt cover my naked, firm butt should I decide to bend over. You return to me, sporting a similar outfit, still with the remote in your left hand. Clutching my left hand in your right, we leave your apartment, and sit down at the bus stop, still leaving me wondering where we are going.
As I stand, holding on to the rail of the crowded bus, several eyes are watching me, all in admiration. Most are young men, but many are female as well, but no eyes matter as much as your own. As I stand there, I feel a pulse in my pussy, where the vibrator is. Shocked, I slide my hand down the mini skirt to feel if it is still in, or fallen out. As I am doing this, it begins to swirl in circles in me, hitting all the right spots, and making me cry out. The young man behind me sees what is in your hand, and guesses what is in me. Sliding his hands across my upper thighs, he whispers in my ear that he would love to have is dick inside of me, to feel me moving under him. Shaking my head no, I move to a recently vacated seat to sit with my legs slightly spread.
Again, you push the button that makes the toy in me swirl in circles- and now, I know the truth in it, that you have defiantly given me a toy. Close to an orgasm, you stop the toy, and pull me off the bus at the next stop. Completely under your will, we step into a dimly lit restaurant, where the menu differs from those you see in most restaurants. Most of the time you have a selection of Hamburgers, Hot Dogs or Pizza, but here... here the men ate the ladies pussies, or the ladies ate the men. Growing hot all over again, I wonder why you have broughten me here.
"Lovely little place isn't it? Gets you hot just looking around."
No sooner had you said this, than you pushed me down on the couch and slid my top of, freeing the breasts with the protruding nipples. Running your hands in circles over them, while alternately licking them, I slide my hands down your skirt to pull out the vibrator that I am shocked to find has been on all this time.
Pushing my hands away, you insist that this time, and this time only, it is my turn to feel the pleasure. Ripping my skirt away as well, and removing the vibrator toy, you lower your face to my dripping pussy and like the swollen lips, loving the way they taste. Using your fingers to part the lips, you slide your tongue up and down the slit, tasting my clit and then moving up... up to where you wind up hitting my sensitive spot and there you swirl your tongue around until I come with a powerful orgasm. Moving down to taste the juices that squirt from my wet opening, you stick your tongue in as far as it will go. I arch my back and cry out, but no sooner have I done this than two men come over and start fondling my tits. With you licking my pussy, and my tits being caressed, I come again, harder than the time before.
Knowing I have been fully satisfied, and shall be again (for the men now are sporting large erections) you fold a slip of paper into the shirt on the floor and walk out of the restaurant, leaving me to feel the pleasure of the two men that stand over me.
Later, alone, I read the paper and see your beautiful handwriting speak to me.
My dear, I shall meet you again tomorrow at this restaurant, same time. Don't be late, for it is your turn to eat. Love always little one.