Thursday, 9 April 2009

Chapter Eight

Jen walked out of the huge, luxury bathroom and stood, naked, in the doorway. She rubbed the water from her hair and discarded the towel onto the floor. She looked over at Richie. She still had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming and that she really was sharing a room with a very naked and very horny Richie Sambora. The slight soreness in her muscles told her that it wasn’t a dream and that she really had been having sex; long, hard sex with the sexiest guy she’d ever known.

She stood in the doorway watching as he softly stroked his huge erection, his eyes hooded and sensual, with a small, wry smile on his lips. His head was cocked to one side and he looked her up and down as she stood, brushing out her long, wet, dark brown hair.

His mahogany tanned skin glistened with a thin sheen of sweat that she just ached to lick off as she walked slowly, seductively towards him.

Richie looked at the sexual woman in front of him and slowly fisted his aching erection. She smiled at him, slowly licking her lips as she sashayed over to him.

“Want some help with that?” she motioned to his hard on as it bobbed against his abdomen, as she sat down on the bed next to him.

“Why? What you offering?” he replied, his voice husky with need.

Jen just smiled as she lowered her head to taste the pre cum as it glistened on the tip of him.

“Oh baby.” he whispered, as she took the whole of his erection into her warm, wet mouth.

Jen began to lick and nibble up the hard shaft, her hand pumping him lazily.

Richie reached down and fondled her breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers.

Jen moaned, deep in her throat, causing Richie’s penis to jump as the vibration hit his sensitive skin.

She looked up at him, keeping eye contact with him as she licked and sucked him.

He brushed the hair from out of her face and smiled at her, wrapping the long, silky strands around his fist.

He began to whimper, his eyes fully dilated as she went down on him faster and harder, felling the sensitive skin gliding back and forth over his rock hard penis.

Jen looked up at the man she had wanted for so long and felt her heart skip a beat as he lay back against the bedstead, his eyes closed and face flushed. Deep down in her mind she knew she mustn’t get too emotionally involved as it was highly unlikely she would ever see him again after the end of the week but her heart just wasn’t listening and she knew that she had fallen for him. He smiled and she knew she was going to end up getting hurt, one way or another but right now, she didn’t care as she straddled him and impaled herself on him in one swift motion.

Richie’s eyes shot open as he felt her warmth envelop him., he reached out for her hips to steady her as she moved up and down his shaft, her internal muscles fluttering around him as her orgasm neared.

Jen closed her eyes and let her head tip back, trailing her hair along his thighs as she felt her orgasm gathering speed. Sweat glistened over their bodies as she felt the heat pooling between her legs. She could feel her thigh muscles begin to tremble and gasped as Richie grabbed her and flipped her over onto her back before pounding into her hard and fast.

“Oh god.” she moaned as she felt the orgasm travelling up her legs to her spine.

“Oh…oh…yes! Richie! Oh my god!” she screamed as her orgasm exploded within her, the white heat spreading out in concentric circles from her womb. Her internal muscles clenched tightly around him and Richie gave one last grunt before he came, shooting up inside her.

He rolled over onto his side and breathed heavily. Jen smiled at him as she pushed her sweat soaked hair out of her face.

They snuggled into each other and drifted off to sleep.

1 comment:

  1. Oh god... and there're my details.... *whimper* if only....

    Very hot. Verrrry hot. Loved the image of that mahogany skin slicked with sweat....

    ~ Hath