Date: Wed, 7 Jun 2000 03:10:16 +0100 (GMT+01:00)
From: showgirl@singingintherain.co.uk
Subject: Maria

  I met this girl where I worked, and usually, work and fun don't mix..she
was a temp, married, small, I like that, about 5' or so, 34C breasts... mmm
mmm good!she has an accent that makes my knees week......she always wore
these black patent leather heels with a dress or jeans, skin of dark, dark
cinnamon tone, dark brown eyes, she was Spanish dynamite and her name was
Maria.

 She had completely captivated me...I was her boss. I tried my damndest to
not show my feelings, be professional but I guess not well enough..

 After about 4 weeks of close quarters teaching, she asked me if I wanted
to go clubbing with her...I should have said no.  I met Maria at some Latin
bar...I don't speak a word of the language, but the music was great, before
long, we were havin' a blast-I bought drinks, she bought drinks, we danced,
it wasn't a gay spot, but nobody looked at the girl couples...she said she
wanted to get out of there so we went to her place. I found out she was
divorcing and was on her own..her husband cheated on her.

 She dropped her keys and purse on the table, kicked off those hot heels
and asked if I'd like anything.. At that point, I was pretty well drunk and
said, "whatever ya got".

Maria pulls out a joint from a cute little wooden box & asks if this was
good...I said, "hell yeah!"  so she lights up and we settle on the couch.

 I'm wondering what I've gotten myself into and Maria starts with something
like,

 "I know you want me, and I want you, but I've never done this, I'm scared
as hell and I don't know what to do."

I tell her she doesn't have to do a damn thing, just relax..

Even now, I hear her accent, those words.. I put the joint out in an
ashtray, turn to her and wonder where to start.

I'm drunk, stoned and alone with the woman I was in complete lust with.  I
look in her eyes and don't say anything. My hand touches her cheek & it
makes it's way to the back of her neck, pulling her closer. Our faces are
about 3 inches apart, we search each other's eyes for a couple seconds,
then they lower and I pull her to me. I kiss her, gently, tentatively and
stop, pull back and look in her eyes again for any pain or doubt. There was
none. Only lust. My hands start a journey of their own, unbuttoning her
top, letting it fall open.

 This time Maria breaks the kiss, pulling my shirt over my head. I take off
hers. Both in bras, appraising the other.

 I reach around to do her bra, mine is a sport type which she pulls off of
me. " You're beautiful, Maria."  I'm rewarded with a smile and a,

 " You're not so bad yourself."

 I lay her back on the couch, I'm on top, resuming our kissing. My hands
are playing with her breasts, cupping them, gently squeezing her
nipples. She arches her back and a moan escapes. I feel a lightning bolt
pass through my cunt and squeeze harder.  She gasps and I ease off.

  I start a kiss trail down her neck, her collar bone, shoulders, paying
homage to her breasts, licking those luscious nipples, tasting..

 I'm lying between her legs and I want inside. I sit up, pull off the rest
of her clothes and take mine off. I sit back for a moment and gaze at her
dark skin. My olive is a contrast.

 My hands massage her legs, thighs, belly...

 Maria's hands are on top of mine, moving on her body, eyes closed.  I
position myself lower down her body with her knees up, I smell her scent
and it drives me crazy. Most of my upper body is on top of her, but she
isn't complaining. She's moving underneath me, grinding her cunt into me,
writhing...

 I'm kissing down her body, I want her pussy. I need it.

 I start kissing the inside of her thighs, hands playing with rock hard,
standing at attention dark brown nipples.

 My fingertips grazing, squeezing and rolling, her head thrown back, back
arched and pushing her cunt in my face. Her hands in my hair, rubbing my
shoulders and upper arms. More Spanish is being quietly spoken, I had no
clue what was said...

 I tease for awhile, tonguing, her legs clamped against my head, I manage
to get loose & tell her, " Maria, I need to move around, babe." So she
reluctantly loosens the grip.

 "Cassie? "

 " Yes?"

 " I'm scared."

 "I won't hurt you, I promise."

 No more words came forth.

I resumed my attentions...

She's allowed herself moans and grunts, which I love to hear!

 I get my tongue to her pussy lips, running up and down, taking a quick
lick inside, Maria jumps, I hang on. I still have my hands near her
breasts, playing, but sometimes I hold her waist, thighs, arms..I look up
occasionally to see her face, she doesn't look like there's any
indecision...

 I tease her pussy, my own dripping wet, I'm horny as hell, but I want to
make her cum, that's my ambition, my goal.

 We lay like that for awhile, I stop and slowly remove my face and ask her
to get up.  She's incredulous! "WHAT?"

" Please? " So she gets off the couch, I lay on my back and ask her to get
on my face.  "Excuse me? "

 "Sit on my face, Maria."

She climbs on top, and seriously doesn't know what to do! I guide her up,
position her knees & she tells me, 20 years of marriage, he never did this!
I start again with her pussy, lapping up her juice, and she's moaning in
Spanish, no clue what's being said, but I think it wasn't bitching!  She
starts rocking, my hands hold her hips, breasts and wrists. She must have
dropped all her weight, because I couldn't manoeuver much, my tongue was
having a hard time licking..finally I think she realized it and sat up
abit.

 The grinding on my face was heaven, she was sweet as honey and smooth like
silk.

  We were at it for awhile, she came and came, I lost track..I was happy..