COLLUSION

By

SexylexyUSA

Longing.

Entering this dormant den of desire, a male stranger wasclad in black leather trousers and vest with matching white cotton shirt.White, considered the colour of virtue, was something which constantly evadedhim.

Wavy, dark brown to almost black hair, looking almost likeolive oil soaked liquorice, would have given many a female miles of cavitiesfrom being in this lusty male's lair. Not muscle made, but body fit, thisjoltin' Joe was a satisfying package.

With him, the fairer sex could envision a rainbow if theywanted to, but most always saw dusk impending. And there, in her apartment, hestood springy and stilted all in one.

Honey blonde thatch, without sparkling sheen, hung aroundher shoulders. Contained in an average body, this female was a plain Jane, whoexuded nothing spectacular from her being. Scraping a bit beneath the surface,you'd be pleasantly pleased at the woman under the coy coating. Never beinglife's glittery diamond, her essence was forever gold, for she was solid andnot an ethereal mist.

This was a woman who was stable as a table and not a weedin the wind.

Fate forced their entanglement.

Drops of sweat began rolling down pale face, as this maleapproached. With right hand reaching into a back left pants pocket, he removeda singular object.

Flipping folded item into an open position, gave each aride on an emotionally heightened roller-coaster. For him, it was comfort inthe glow of cold steel. As to her, it was a knotty trepidation into the unknown.

Twirling blade in a circular motion in that still nightair, a smirking sneer came over this well experienced male. Looking at thissucculent slice of femininity before him, an erection was just a sneeze away.

"What do you want?" ,she chirped cautiously.

"I thought that was my question to you" ,histeeth snapped back.

Making a faulty attempt at avoiding him, she slowly backherself towards the kitchen. With metal equalizer in hand, he licked lips andsaid a four letter word that would change the course of this evening's events,"Stop".

Hearing this, her tense arms and body pressed firmlybackwards, against an almond hued, oak counter top. White knit cloth gingerlyclung to her slightly shaking thighs, as she tried to speak. Seeing tepid leafin luscious flesh, steel was placed solidly onto metal edge of this sink area.

Bending down slowly, his eyes locked in on hers andmuscular hands forcefully kept hips in place. As if the bane of this male'svirility rested in those pair of items, she was contained for the moment.

Unable to look directly at this outlander, those hazel eyesdarted downward and to the left of where he was situated. Pity for her, theonly item to gaze at was the cold wick of tempered taunting.

Not skipping a beat, he picked up on what she was lookingat and gave chuckle and sigh, "Hmm".

"Are you going to hurt me?" ,teeth chattering andlips quivering.

Some kind of Goddamned smarmy, sweaty, slickly sleazy charmcame from him, as for the first time since he'd entered her home, a teethglistening smile was exposed in response, "Only if you want me to"

"N, na, nah, no" ,taking tiny breaths of oxygenthrough wiggling lips.

Rising upward, his body paralleled hers. The backside of aleft hand rubbed against a corresponding thigh, when suddenly stopping at asoft pelvic region.

Looking down at his hand's position and back up at hereyes, tongue tip motioned against teeth, "Not there, not yet", givingsome delay in future actions.

Feeling this female's flesh vibrating, one hand held herright hip and the other worked it's way between breasts. While his hand plantedfirmly on chest, she began gasping for more air, while those luscious lungscontinued to swell.

Excited by this development, a simple whisper into rightear came from his lips, "And just for a moment think, I haven't evenentered you yet".

"O-oh" ,breathlessly murmuring.

For a brief second, debating this kitchen's kinkycontinuation came through, "Tell me, this is what you want, correct?"

Almost like a child giving nod of affirmation overadmitting the completion of chores, her head began to bobble.

He wanted more.

This is the reality that she knew would come forth, so awhisper arrived, "Yes".

He wanted more.

Clearing throat of any blockage of volume, crisp word wasrepeated, "Yes".

He wanted more.

Standing there, this woman was becoming a fidgety female ofimpending frigidity, "What do you want me to say?"

Planting hands on either side of this counter around herand taking a straddling stance, a steely voice pounced a response to thatquestion, "I want you to say yes. Yes, I want you with me. I want to besatisfied and you want to be fucked. And you want me to be taken care of thesame way as I am. Lady, that's what I want to hear, if this is what you reallydesire from me, as I from you".

Holding left hand to his chest height, she compressed against white cotton andmuscle, while using a flirtatious twist of a few exposed hairs amongst around acoral painted nail, "Yeah, I do, I-I do" ,nervously nibbling bottomlip, while exuding a whiff of embarrassment over responding to this yearningmale with a glint of girlish torment.

Games of that sort, were not in his bag of temptation'stricks, realizing it was up to this blooming blossom in just how far thisheated harvest would ascend, "Show me, baby. Show me" ,speaking toher as if he were an army drill instructor.

She wanted more.

Clasping his face in hands, she delivered a forcefullyplaced kiss of lip saturating craving to him.

Retaining suntanned face in hands, she delivered aforcefully placed kiss of lip saturating craving onto him.

Simultaneously exchanging air and saliva, as both facesparted slowly, slim stream of liquid extended in midair.

"I guess this kitchen is apt to bring out the best inyou, huh?" ,chuckling in reaction to passionate pout, he pressed his bodyagainst hers, leaving no doubt on how she was affecting him.

"Whoa" ,sensing a shift in this man's physiquebecause of that kiss, she pushed hair to one side and stated her intentions,"And I guess the best in you, too, huh?"

Nary a word came from his mouth, as toned hands groped herample assets. Feminine hand fumbled towards his legs, brushing area of manhood.Hidden beneath leather pants, her fingers gradually pulled zipper down.

As if they were jelly doughnuts exuding raspberry filling,each nipple burst forward, underneath white fabric. Rolling hem of thisoversized sweater upward, he exposed thigh, ice blue panties and breasts to theyellow glow of this small kitchen.

Muscular hands enjoyed kneading this purring kitten's doughof contentment. Teeth to red tip and fingers pinching the other, made him laughand her growl.

Kneeling before him, her mouth resembled a sugar happy kidwith a lollipop, for she was eager to explore the joys of polishing off an allday sucker.

Feverishly her mouth began gorging on a pair of plumpplums, leaving him no doubt on how carnally capable she was in their robustrumba.

Plopping soft flesh onto kitchen counter, his hands spreadher thighs wide, almost as if he were about to attach hat lantern. There shewas, open and ready for his grand performance.

His slender snake of seduction made it's journey againstvalley of moist folds. Darting digits worked magic on this droopy duo offantasy's feathers. Her tiger's eye was primed for piercing at this point, yethe continued to tease it with a tongue tip.

"Tell me what you want" ,he gazed up at this ladywith dangling legs on a kitchen counter.

"I want you in me" ,her voice suddenly rose to ahigher level, "Take me to that place. Bring me to a place of bliss".

"It's where you belong" ,slowly starting to standup.

Thighs pulled forward, he plunged himself inside of her andthey both let out a sigh of relief at finally becoming a single entity.Wrapping legs around his thrusting back, she got a thrill at watching himplough her fields.

Entangled together, he panted, "Yeah, baby, this iswhat you want, right?"

"More, I want it all. Give it to me, now!" ,astream of tears began rolling down her cheeks at this moment

"My God, why are you crying?" ,motioning slowerin and out of her, he asked with concern.

"It's fine" ,letting him understand her responseto this present situation, she sighed, "No, don't stop, I want you to fuckme. Fuck me with the fires of hell and make me come!"

Hearing those most desirable words uttered from her lips,the moderately gentle seduction of pleasure became a tear stained dash todesire's dark den.

"YE-SSSS!!" ,they screamed in unison, as hisrigid rod spewed forth life's essence against her soaked, throbbing lips.

Both crumbled onto the tiled kitchen floor, out of eroticexhaustion and a river of relief.

Under five moments, this male stood, zipped his pants,closed metal item from sink edge and placed it into a pants' picket. Bendingdown towards his pliable playmate, he gave her that smile once more,"Clears those cobwebs, huh?"

Reaching onto kitchen counter, she held knit sweater aroundherself, "Does the trick every time".

"Oh, no, baby" ,pulling cloth away, "Looksgood just as it is".

Reclaiming sweater from him, she became encased in anassertive membrane, "Thanks for the ego boost, but I can't see you out injust nothing but a gratified smile." ,covering her flesh quickly.

Lifting her up from kitchen floor with a firm left hand, heslyly licked lips, "Maybe, lady, you should" ,placing arm around softwaist and softly whispering, "'Cause, honey, if the people on the otherside of that door knew just how beautiful you truly are, they'd want to knowyou just like I do".

Facial distortion of discomfort came over this female, asshe began to lead him towards the apartment door, "That's not funny and Ithink your joke stinks".

"Hey" ,removing arm from waist, he stopped her intheir tracks and placed hands on both supple shoulders, "Does it look likeI'm laughing?"

"What are you doing, huh?" ,slowly beginning towiggle from his grip, "Let me go".

"Not until you listen to what I have to say to you,woman", biting bottom lip, he continued, "You have much more to giveto this world than being tapioca".

Giggling, she couldn't believe this male's statement,"So, after what just happened out there, you still think I'm bland?"

"Listen, don't laugh", sighing, his mood turnedsternly serious, "In describing you, bland should be ripped from yourlips, my dear", turning into a cool cloud of charm once more, complimentsflowed into her midst, "Cayenne, salsa, chilli peppers, and jerk chickenis what ya' are, babe", discharging hands from subject, he rubbedfingertips along those substantial thighs, "Pity, you don't want to showit to the world".

Shaking head in disbelief of these words he spouted, sheshrugged, "Oh, I couldn't do that, honey".

"Why? Hmm?" ,teeth glistened, "Scared?"

"Of course, I am" ,relaying a reality of selfdoubts and recurring shyness.

"You show them out there, that you're constantly afraid of your ownshadow" ,pointing towards that steel door, he squinted and changed coursein this speedy study, "When I know you are a woman who has the ability todo many things. Most importantly face challenges and chances".

"I can't possibly be that kind of person".

"What's stopping you, huh?"

"Look at me. Come on, I'm not what's consideredbeautiful, by anybody's standard" ,fingers began fidgeting, as she honedin on this male's reason for being there in the first place, "I got youhere, oh, I know why I got you here" ,gazing downward and speaking in alower tone of voice, barely audible, she said, "Pity".

"Pity?!" ,with razor of rage flying forth fromhis lips and hands on hips, he let out a chuckle of incredulity, "Youthink I'd waste my time, coming over here, on a Goddamned pity fuck?!"

"You wanna to know something-" ,starting to letout a sigh, she folded arms defensively and replying in an exasperated voice,"I, I, I just, I just don't know".

Rooster with ruffled feathers began to peck away at thishalf baked theory, "Well, since you don't know, I'll tell you!",raising eyebrows, he chirped at the sparrow, "I'm intrigued by you".

"Me?" ,she asked with right hand pulling hairbehind ear, while giving him a sheepish look.

"O-o-ooh, yeah" ,affirmatively snickering inresponse to this timid temptress, he winked at this radiant rose,"You".

"I just don't know what to say".

"So don't talk, just listen to me" ,slapping hishands together once, he flipped off several slick suggestions to her, "Youare an intelligent and shapely woman. One who has many gifts, which I was morethan honoured in partaking of".

"But maybe I don't want the world out there toknow" ,demurely speaking, she was taken aback by these flattering words.

Engulfing soft body in his arms, an unexpected statementwas made by him, "Then, it's their loss and my hopeful gain".

"Um, so does this mean there will be a nexttime?" ,looking up at him, a smile came.

"That depends on you, babe" ,hands journeyed downthe sexy swan's back, while his eyes followed a trail towards a pliable, peachpatch.

"And" ,reacting to that ass grabbing, her voicegently grumbled, "What could you possibly mean by that?"

Abiding squeeze of flesh, his light bulb of suggestionrenewed it's beam, "I think you know exactly what I mean" ,caressingher back, "You shouldn't hide the God given gifts you've got".

"But I'm not gonna look like I'm selling it on astreet corner" ,pressing body to his, she added, "Not even for you,honey".

"Lady, I'd be a fool to cheapen platinum down toReynold's Wrap", running hands up and down her sides slowly, his disarmingmagnetism consumed the living room, "And my mamma didn't raise nofools".

Audibly exhaling, this woman felt a sense of relief inrealizing he didn't want to change who she was, "You want me as is?"

"Well, there's always room for improvement, foreveryone" ,gazing this gentle specimen, letting out a light laugh,"Including yours truly".

"You've got great, natural blonde hair" ,twirlinga few golden strands around his fingers, "Maybe a few curls or waves, willfloat many a boat" ,adding, "And an extremely decent body",rubbing hands against those lovely hips, "I think placing these niceparts in an apt wrapping would make heads start to turn and imaginations startto race".

"Maybe I'm afraid?"

"Don't fear your own power, my dear" ,claspingher left hand in his, he smiled, "That's one of the things about you thatreally turns me on".

"Thanks".

"For what?"

"The tune-up".

"Well, ma'am, you're motor runs just fine".

"Thanks to you, lube dude" ,leading him towardsthe door, she slowly unlocked it and spoke, "When will we get togetheragain?"

"I'll ring your bell" ,pecking fascinating femmeon right cheek, pearls glistened, "Farewell, intriguing Iris".

As if he were the magic bullet penetrating her napping nestof naughty needs, this male's attention was exactly what she needed. With thatthought in her swirling mind, he walked down the hallway and disappeared intothe bank of elevators.

Turning lock closed, she rested invigorated body againstcold, steel door.

Fulfilment.