Twenty minutes had passed and Cortez heard a knock at his door. He peeped through the hole and saw Samantha with a large Stetson hat pulled down over her face and a long oversized night shirt on. He opened the door and saw she still had on her heels from earlier.
Hey! I hope I didnt keep you waiting long, she said as she made her way into the apartment past Cortez.
Nah, I havent been waiting long at all. You must live close by.
Samantha agreed nonchalantly. Yeah, not too far, as her voice tapered off into the back room.
After locking the door Cortez turned around to see Samanthas t-shirt tossed on the floor and her hat at the entrance to his bedroom. He was shocked but at the same time intrigued.
I see she wasnt bull shitting when she said she acts on impulse, he spoke to himself. As he headed toward the bedroom, he could hear his mattress springs squeak as he assumed Samantha was making herself comfortable on his bed.
She yelled out, Are you testing my patience?
No, he replied as he entered the bedroom. Im coming, no pun intended, he said with a smirk.
His eyes bulged as he saw Samantha stretched out on the center of his bed spread eagle with the only article of clothing that remained on her body were her heels shed walked in on.
Cortez gasped slightly, Okay, so I guess now we better get acquainted.
Cortez, I didnt come over here to talk. We could have done that on the phone. Were both adults but if this makes you uncomfortable?
No, Im far from uncomfortable but you dont sound like the same person from our earlier conversation with the male bashing and all, he stated while at the same time removing his shirt.
Yeah, well we can address a lot of things we both said later but for now save your energy because youre going to need it.
Cortez blushed at Samanthas declaration. Is it that serious? he asked.
You dont have a clue how serious it is, she replied.
Cortez removed his clothes, turned on the radio to the quiet storm and turned off the lights.
Aught-Auhn baby, Keep the lights on. I dont want you to miss anything, ordered Samantha slyly.
He turned them back on and opened one of his night stand drawers to get a condom. Samantha placed her hand on his wrist stopping him.
You must didnt hear me. I said I dont want you to miss anything. Not one drop!
Cortez paused and then looked over to Samantha. Well, thats cool but what about pregnancy and all that?
Oh, dont worry. Im on pills, she said and then pulled Cortez over to the bed and on top of her. Before Cortez could make any further objections or statements, Samantha had inserted her tongue into his mouth and inserted him into her. Their first session lasted for about fifteen minutes with Samantha serving as the submissive and Cortez as the dominant. After his first climax he rolled over so he was laying alongside Samantha and staring at the ceiling. She leaned over and began sucking on his earlobe.
How long do you need?
Cortez was lost. How long do I need for what?
Until youre ready again. I hope you didnt think we were done, baby.
Cortez was still trying to catch his breath from the first session. Its not like I can really give you an exact time of when Ill be ready but I think youll be able to tell.
Well, maybe all he needs is a little encouragement. You think thatll help? Samantha asked.
I dont think it could hurt, Cortez responded.
Samantha rolled on top of Cortez and began sucking gently on his neck. She then used the underside and tip of her tongue to make a moist trail between Cortezs chest down to his navel. She gave him small pecks on his stomach, then his lower abdomen and then allowed her tongue to slide up and down his thighs. The blood ran directly to Cortezs sensitive region and in no time it was clearly evident that the time was now and he was definitely ready.
Samantha took him in the palm of her hand and brought her face to within kissing distance of Cortezs eagerness.
Cortez thought, Oh yeah? She going all out like this on our first night together?
Samantha opened her mouth and exhaled gently allowing a warm breeze of air to pass from her mouth over the tip of Cortezs manhood. She could feel him throb in the palm of her hands. She did it again and heard Cortez wince.
Youre ready for me but youre not ready for that. Be patient, Cortez. Im going to take good care of you.
Cortez thought back to something Samantha had mentioned earlier.
In this situation, who would you consider having the upper hand? Me or you? he asked.
Hmmm. I would probably say youre getting the better hand but I definitely have the upper hand, she grinned. Now stop talking me to death, lay back and enjoy the ride.
With that she mounted Cortez like a cowgirl on a mechanical bull. She grabbed two fistfuls of his hair and began grinding and gyrating until they could hear and smell the signs of their lovemaking.
Can you hear us, Cortez? Can you hear our lovemaking? Can you smell us? I smell us. We smell so sweet, so passionate, so intense; such an incredible feeling. Its so beautiful. Look at us, Cortez. Look at us.
Samantha pulled his hair slightly raising Cortezs head. Can you see us? I want you to remember us. This night, what were doing. I can hear you inside of me. I can feel you enjoying me.
Cortez was on the verge of exploding. The movement of Samanthas body under the dim bedroom lighting along with her sultry silk voice had Cortez at his peak and they were only minutes into what they had started.
Samantha released Cortezs hair and grabbed his hands then placed them on her breast. Feel me Cortez, all of me. She guided his hands down to her waist, move me where you want me, feel all of it down there, baby.
Cortez was physically responsive but allowed Samantha to provide the dialogue. After a few more minutes of hard work on both of their parts, Samantha could feel Cortez trying to lift her weight off of him.
Im almost there, Samantha, he said with urgency.
She could see the muscles tighten in his stomach.
Let me feel your satisfaction. Let me know I was good to you, she said.
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