Encounters - Side B To the Story

Encounters - Side B To the Story
By: Cynthia Papin
Copyright Dreaming DaVinci 2009-09-12


Hanging up the phone, I gathered my keys and gear in sheer anticipation of the evening. We had planned a photo shoot, one that I had looked forward to throughout the week. This was not your ordinary photo shoot, but one where we would allow ourselves to relax, unwind and let the camera capture the moment uninhibited.

Over the past few weeks, our discussions began to reveal more of our secret desires for one another. We'd send text messages to each other, each one more explicit than the last message about the things we'd like to experience with one another. I would spend my days daydreaming about his hands and mouth all over me, while I anxiously awaited his next text. Yeah, tonight is going to be an interesting night and I am ready.

Arriving, I hesitated a little before I went through the door, my knees were shaking slightly, causing slight friction on my clit, but I managed to stand poised as I called out to him upon entering the door. "I'm in the theater," he called out, and I responded with "I know," and gave a sheepish grin. This was the moment, and I couldn't wait. Gliding down the stairs, I found him and smiled at him. What an incredible sight, wearing a button down and signature jeans. His beautiful brown eyes softened as I stood before him. My knees once again began to take on a life of their own, as I tried to keep my composure. Oh those lips, how I wish to taste them!

Unbuttoning my trench (yes, I wore a trench coat with very little underneath, I had gotten the idea while listening to R. Kelly's "Strip," and just decided to go all out) I watched him watch me as I removed my coat, and it excited me even more. He led me to the shower where we'd begin our shoot, the jazz and the candles added even more to the allure. My thoughts were escaping me as the scented candles filled the room. Posing in the shower, each click of the shutter encouraged me to remove more of my clothing until I stood naked before him. His eyes moved over the entire length of my body, exploring. I motioned from him to move closer to me. He set the camera down and walked towards me. We stood face to face with each other. Oh how I hope the video camera is still rolling because I want to capture this moment!

He took my face in his hands and planted the sweetest kiss on my forehead, leaving short, sweet, tender kisses along my nose until he met my mouth. Our kisses became deeper and before I knew it, I was wrapped in his arms and he was wrapped in mine. He stopped kissing me as suddenly as he began and motioned for me to grab the jar of honey that was on the shelf. "I have an idea for this," he said as he placed a small amount on his finger and smeared it on my lips, licking the trail he traced. I looked deeply into his eyes and instantly knew what he was thinking. I also felt him brush up against me.

Taking the honey, I smeared it all over my body. The camera once again poised as he took pictures of me. My mind wandered as I imagined him taking me right there in the shower. So turned on by the thought, I began to masturbate, sticky fingers everywhere. As my hands glided across breasts, I imagined they were his hands rubbing my hard nipples between his thumb and forefingers. I imagined that one of his hands dropped down between my thighs as his fingers danced around on my clit. For that moment I had forgotten that I was in front of the camera and that he was still taking pictures. He watched me as the golden nectar dripped from my fingertips. My last thought sent me right over the edge as I imagined him sliding his dick in and out of my mouth, and his cum dripping from the sides of my mouth and down my breasts. I just couldn't keep my composure any longer, and I came in front of the camera, as he snapped the last picture.

He told me the video camera was still rolling but I noticed that his breaths were short, as he leaned forward to hand me the chocolate. I poured the chocolate over the honey, and we both watched as the chocolate rolled across my belly and between my thighs. I slid my nail along my body revealing flesh and I knew for that instant he like it because he told me so. He sat the camera down and walked towards me once again. Kneeling before me he looked up at me as the honey and chocolate mixture dripped on his face. Tasting the mixture from my belly button, he stood and kissed me once again, letting me savor the delights of this incredible mixture. I couldn't take it any more so I ripped his shirt off, watching the buttons fall to the floor.

Reaching down, I unbuckled his belt and savagely removed his jeans. There he stood naked, and completely erect. All I can say is he looked good. Damn good. We stood kissing and touching each other for what seemed like hours when it was really only a few minutes, and the touch of his hands sent shock waves throughout my body. We turned on the shower and let the water cascade over our bodies. Pressing myself into him, I felt his hand slide down between my thighs, one hand on my breast he began to finger my pussy. He turned me around and grabbed my full hips, pushing himself deep inside of me until we both rocked together to the same rhythm. Grabbing a handful of hair, he pulled my head back until his mouth was on my neck planting the softest kisses. I arched my back even more because I wanted to get every inch of him inside of me. He reached forward and began stroking my clit, thrusting himself harder in me, the water washed away the last remnants of the sticky concoction we created.

He made me cum several times before he exploded inside of me. We stood there completely spent, his dick pulsating inside of me. I didn't want him to move, I just wanted to feel his heart beating and listen to his breathing. Afterwards, We decided to go to the theater and watch our movie, but I am getting some ideas about other parts of the house. Namely...the kitchen...