1. Pit-of-desire


    Date: 10/6/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Taboo, Author: hack63k, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    my throat. "Yes, sort of," I said, my voice catching a little. "You'd like to see more, wouldn't you?" I nodded and raised my eyebrows, and I felt my lips spreading into a grin as I stared at her, wondering what she'd do next. "What time will you be going to Macy's? About this time? I get off at five, and maybe I could meet you?" "There's a food court in the mall," she said. "I could meet you there at say, five-thirty tomorrow." I quickly agreed and wrote my cell phone number on a slip of paper and handed it to her. "In case there's a problem," I said. She picked up another slip of paper and jotted her number on it. "Ditto," she said, and as she got up I saw another flash of her panties and watched her tight ass as she strolled out the door, not glancing back. She knew I was staring at her, but it was clear she enjoyed the attention. The next day was a Friday, so I had the weekend ahead and no plans for that night. I went to the food court directly from work, leaving my tie in the car. It was just cool enough that my suit jacket felt right, so I left it on. The food court was nearly empty, and I looked around at the choices, and scanned the tables, but Michelle wasn't there. I got a diet soda and sat down near the entrance. I was nervous about meeting her because of how sexy she looked. It felt like a date, but yet it wasn't precisely a formal date. The meeting, for me at least, held the possibility of sex happening, but at the very least it would mean more time spent close ...
    to a beautiful, sexy woman in a public place. I was glancing around at the various food places and the s**ttering of people at the tables when Michelle came into my line of sight. Her long black hair fell over her shoulders and nearly to her small breasts. It was thick and luxurious and she walked like she knew men loved to look at her and she loved the attention. She had on all black this time: a silky button-up top that was tucked into the waistband of pants that fit her like pantyhose, clinging to every curve of her luscious long legs. The pants shimmered as she walked and her slender hips swayed as she placed one foot in front of the other slowly, her feet encased in strappy heels. I stood up so she'd see me and she walked slowly toward me, pulled out a chair and sat down. She smelled sweet and her pale face was accented by her dark hair and brilliant red lipstick. Her cheeks had a rose blush to them and her eyelids sported a blue that was just a shade or two darker than her deep blue eyes. Her teeth shone whitely as she looked into my eyes, scanning me for my reaction. "You look great," I said, fumbling for words. "You always do, I suspect, but today especially." She lowered her eyelids and then raised them, and my passion was burning in me as I wanted to get into her. "I want to look at underwear," she said. "Black?" I asked. "Today I have on black," she said, "all black. But we'll look at other colors too. What's your favorite?" "Whatever you have on," I said grinning. ...