Happenstance | By : DieselsKitty Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 3559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Happenstance
Author: Diesel's Kitty
Rated: NC-17 (explicit language and strong sexual content)
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Tom opened her eyes and stared directly into the morning sun. Closing them quickly she rolled over and moaned. She opened them again and looked around the room. It had been a long night and her bed was still wet from the festivities. An empty tequila bottle lay tipped on the floor and the fireplace held the ash of the wood they’d burned the night before. She wasn’t surprised to be in bed alone, he’d always left her in bed reeling from a hangover and longing for more him.
She remembered the first night she stumbled across him, in that dark corner of the bar on Kion 7. He smelled of alcohol and something Tom couldn’t identify. He walked over to her with self-assurance in his stride or was it cockiness. When he placed his hand on the bend of her bacooseoose bumps covered her skin. His deep gravely voice tickled her eardrum as he propositioned her. Tom sighed as she began to think about what happened next. Their meeting in the alley, the quiet but arousing way he sneaked up on her from behind. His hands dancing across her smooth skin as he fondled her on the trip back to her domicile. She exhaled slowly as she felt her hands traveling the path her lover’s once traveled. They took the elevator and used every moment behind the closed doors to tease and taunt each other. The heavy panting going on as he nibbled at her nipples through her shirt, she could still hear. When the elevator opened up to her domicile they stumbled across the threshold.
Tom bit her lip as she thought about what happened next. Her nipples were firm and her hand was now just above her most private place. That night she’d done things with this stranger that she’d never done before. She remembered, straddling his lap, taking his hand and making him touch her. Running his fingers down her neck, over her breast, past her belly button and around her thighs. Tom parted her legs and began to touch herself. She remembered how he’d taken two fingers and plunged them deep into harm arm abyss. She now felt the warmth, he felt that night, surrounding her own fingers. She recalled the moment he removed his fingers and placed them inside of her mouth. Tom had never tasted herself before. She would have never imagined it would be something she’d enjoy and come to expect. The taste of her own essence was as enticing as his naked body so she only saw it fit to partake of herself at this moment. Tom moaned quietly as she still tasted just as sweet.
Removing his fingers from her mouth, he tore off her shirt and lavished her bare breasts with kisses, showing each nipple proper attention. Tom unbuttoned his pants. She took his hand and led him to touch himself, like she’d led him to touch her. Then she watched as his hand grasped his erection, traveling over it's sensitive head, down the length of his shaft and back up again. Hearing him gasp in pleasure Tom lifted his mouth from her breast, moved in closer and kissed him deeply. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his hand now brushing up against her throbbing nub. Tom lay there her mouth gapping open with pleasure. This trip down memory lane was taking her to the same place of divine pleasure. Arching her back Tom began to rock her hips with the motion of her long, slender fingers. She moaned louder as she felt herself nearing her peak. She recalled giving into the need to feel him inside her and sliding down slowly onto him. Her body became wetter and her thighgan gan to tremble as she recollected the feel of him filling the whole of her. She moaned louder as orgasm washed over her.
Tom clenched her eyes tight and reveled in that moment of pure ecstasy. She took a few deep breaths. It was clear that, meeting him in that bar was the best case of happenstance she’d ever encountered. Also, that she would never escape the need to feel, touch or taste him. Rolling to the side, she sat up a little and rested her head on her hand.
"I just love the things you do to me.” She moaned softly. "You like to watch me?"
"Not as much as I like touching you." Riddick said smiling coolly. His erect manhood standing at attention.
"Come," Tom commanded. "Touch me."
Riddick drew the curtains, slipped into bed and the memory making started over again.
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