Perfect View – Chapter 3

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Copyright 2007 Savannah Chase

Chapter 3

Those were words every man dreamt of hearing, but very few ever got the chance to hear. A grunt escaped his lips from the excitement. He could hardly contain it.

Hope could still feel her heart pounding in her chest, but the nervousness had disappeared. Now it was adrenaline and everything else driving her on. She glanced towards him and saw a devilish smile spreading across his face.

“I want you to strip for me, and then I want you to take that chair for a ride. After that, when you’re good and ready, I want to f*ck you,” he replied.

Sawyer was holding back; he wanted to walk over to her right now and tear off her dress, then pound his cock into her until she screamed over and over until she came in his arms.

Hearing him command her like that made her pussy ache as she got wet with excitement. No man had ever spoken to her in that way.

Hope slowly untied her black dress and let it fall down before she started peeling it off her body. The fallen dress revealed her black laced bra and black panties to match. Her beautiful nipples were hard and poking through the soft lace material, crying for some undivided attention – for his attention.

As she unhooked the back of her bra, Sawyer slowly began peeling off his own clothing: first his shirt, then the pants. She could tell he was already impatient. Her being able to watch him only fired off her body even more. He was a fine sight to see, such beautiful skin, lightly tanned. The contours and planes of his sexy male body were enough to make her get even wetter.

Sawyer watched as the lace bra fell to the floor and her breasts were exposed, two perfect rosey hard nipples right in front of him, presented for his pleasure. He wanted to reach over and taste them, suck on them, play with each one with his tongue. Tightly clenching his jaw he held back a groan. Just a little longer and he could have her. His eyes glued to Hope, he watched as her fingers crept under the material of her panties before she slid them down her gorgeous long legs.

She is slowly torturing me.

His own body was yelling for her touch, his cock hard and erect. Oh how he couldn’t wait to be inside her. He knew that he wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer. There was only so much he could do.

Hope provocatively walked over to the pink chair. She bent over and wrapped her fingers around the pink dildo. Tormenting him, her hand began to rise and fall down the length of the cock. Watching her do that, he could almost feel her hand on his cock torturing him with her touch.

Then her hand abandoned the pink toy. She turned around to give him a full and perfect view of herself. He watched as her hands slowly glided up and down her body. They came to a stop on her breasts. Her fingers softly teased both hard nipples. He could hear soft moans escape her lips with every caress of the sensitive flesh. Then she turned around and bent over exposing her glistening pussy to him. Her way of telling him she was ready. After that she returned to the chair, and that’s when she slowly lowered her pussy on the waiting dildo. It impaled her body and she moaned as her pussy engulfed the pink cock. Repeatedly her body glided up and down. Every thrust bringing her closer to pleasure. He could see the dildo glistened from her juices.

“I want you to stop just when you feel your about to come,” he instructed her.

He knew it wasn’t going to be easy, but he only hoped that she would do as he’d asked. He wanted to be the one to finish the job. No way was he going to let a dildo make her come, not while he was there. Not when he had waited for this for so long.

Once more Hope gently let her pussy engulf the erect dildo, every thrust bringing her body closer to orgasm. What he had asked her to do was torture and it took all of her energy to abandon her new toy, every part of her body so sensitive and crying out in protest to what she had done.

Sawyer made his way off the bed towards her. His hand gently creeping between her thighs to her wet c*nt. She was close and he could feel it; she was extremely wet. Just the way he wanted her to be as his fingers gently brushed her pussy.

He guided her towards the bed and gently laid her down. He could see it in her eyes that she was holding off the impending orgasm that would explode inside her at any second.

“Sawyer, please. I need you now. I want your cock inside me!” she cried out.

He reached over towards his jeans that lay on the bed next to her and retrieved a condom. As soon as he was done putting it on, he spread her thighs a little wider and gently guided his cock into her wet pussy. Thrusting in and out slowly, he listened as her moans grew louder and louder. Oh yes, she was wet! Her warm juices covered his sheathed cock as he thrusted into her. Her pussy was tight at first, but with each entrance she relaxed. Increasing his pace, his cock drove into her with hurry and force. He wanted her to cry just like she had cried when he had watched her fingering herself a few days ago.

Her hands were now back on her breasts, tweaking and teasing her nipples – nipples he was going to enjoy all night long. This was just the beginning of the night. He was ready to spend the next few hours making up for the lost time. He was ready to make her scream over and over until she had no energy left.

With every thrust, Hope came closer and closer to letting go. His cock was what she wanted inside her for so long, and now she didn’t want to have him leave.

Letting go, Hope let the pleasure engulf every inch of her body. Moans escaped her lips like nothing ever before. Never had a man made her cry out the way she did now.

Sawyer drove his cock even harder as he felt his own orgasm claiming him. His body tensed and a grunt left his lips as savoury pleasure overwhelmed him.

When he regained his composure there was a hungry look in Hope’s eyes telling him she was ready to go all over again.

“I’m ready if you are,” he said to her.

All she did was nod yes and that was all he needed to see. This was going to be one night they would both remember forever. A night that started off with a cancelled date, which lead to a package with a pink blow-up chair. The pink sex toy that lead to two people taking a chance and going after what they both denied themselves and wanted: each other.

The End

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