Miz was one of those women that could walk into a room and everyone noticed .Some were appreciative for beauty and allure. Some admired her confident yet non threatening aura. There were those that hated just because she seemed to have what they wished for.
Me, I’d been spellbound by the peek of bare belly her top had failed to cover. Nestled on her belly was the most flawless bellybutton deep set in the creamy cocoa brown skin that screamed to be brushed against my lips. Mizzy was a beautiful, sexy woman that men and women admired. The only thing I could find wrong with her is that she wasn’t born twins!
I’m one that knows my limitations .Mizzy wasn’t within my reach. A glance of her hand revealed a wedding ring and overheard conversation revealed a woman very much in love. None of that prevented me from making love to her, in my mind.

In person, I’d only seen her face to face twice. Quite by accident, we’d met online in a chat room. I didn’t reveal I knew her or had ever seen her I the flesh. We’d done some innocent flirting on line. I figured as long as she had no idea that we’d ever meet, it was cool.

Mizzy was jovial and sincere which made conversing easy. She was an open, no nonsense type of person, Talking with her was such a delight. Little did she know that many were the time that I was hard as a brick while listening to her harmless innuendos. There was the one time I even came in my pants while listening to her giggle.
She was quite the dish that I’m sure many longed to hold. Everything about her seemed to indicate that she was very much in love with her husband. You could hear happy in her voice and feel the compassion she shared with her mate.

The first time she shared intimate details about her and her husband, I’m not sure if I felt jealousy or envy. She’d merely commented about a recent vacation she and hubby took.
Miz had posted some pics of herself on her MSpace Page and she invited me to have a look.
I looked indeed and almost wish I hadn’t. The moment I saw her pics, I was incensed. Her beauty and sexiness was more than I could bear. I returned to her page many times and many times ended up stroking my hard dick while imagining making love to her. I felt ashamed after jacking off to her image but hell I’m grown and it wasn’t like she’d ever know. I’d bet money that any healthy person man or woman, that looked at Miz’s pics in private would feel compelled to engage in a sexual fantasy.

It was Miz that convinced me to use IM’s and we often did so when we found each other on line. She asked personal questions of me through IM’s. I was hesitant to reveal personal aspects of my life but her soothing manner soon had me relaxed and sharing certain parts of myself.

I remember Miz talking about her home life. She was so full of joy as she related the most innocent of things. There was always supposition to her described happiness.

One night in particular Miz wasn’t herself. I couldn’t quite figure out what was going on with her but she eventually revealed that she’d planned a special night with her husband but he’d elected to go out with friends. I stirred the conversation to other things. Miz admitted to feeling alone. She asked me several questions concerning attitudes of men.
I wasn’t trying to be coy but explained that I didn’t feel comfortable talking to her about matters that may well have an effect on her relationship.

We IM’ed into the early morning hours and only stopped when I assume her spouse returned home.
I was still online several hours later and got an IM from Miz. She wanted to talk. I let her talk but nothing was mentioned about her spouse or whatever reason she was feeling lonely.

Oh! We talked about childhood, sports, relationships and just about any thing under the sun. You’d have thought we were long lost friends.

We didn’t IM for a while but saw and wrote to each other whenever we saw each other in a chat room or on a discussion board. Then came another afternoon, that we must have conversed for 4 hours straight. This was such a session that Miz made several suggestive references and even sent me a pic of her nearly nude. The pic was tasteful and very seductive. I detected a naughty tone in her words as she inquired if I liked the pic.

I guess she could detect the syrup in my words as I attempted to relate how much I enjoyed the pics and her poses. She was describing how the mood had been set that caused her to pose the pics when she grew silent.
I attempted to hail her several times and had even sent an IM. Just when I was about to give up, she sent an instant message. She wanted to know what I was doing and wearing. She told me she had changed into a similar outfit that resembled the one in the pic.

I guess the proper term is cyber sex. We ended up having cyber sex. One thing about cyber sex is being graphic enough to invoke desire through words. She did and when all was said and done we’d both brought each other to orgasm.

It was amazing how at more than one time we’d typed exactly what the other typed. Our minds seemed to be on the same wave as we described certain acts of stimulation.
Miz seemed to get turned on when after a pause, I typed that I’d left to clean up from having cum so hard. She then disappeared to return shortly saying she too had a big orgasm.

The girl was the bomb as she wrote how her juices smelled and how her fingers were silky slippery from being in her.
I could just imagine her taut nipples on her heaving breast. I could visualize the tremble of her thighs as she held open her legs. I could imagine her fingers grasping my dick and stroking it.
She employed me to describe my excited dick. I began to write how hard and swollen I was at the time. She interrupted telling me to be gentle, allow her time to adjust. Her next message begged to let her kiss my dick and get it wet before spreading her pussy.

Needless to say I was having difficulty typing and seeing. It was then the screen showed the words “call me, phone me now?and there was a number.
I picked up the phone and keyed in the digits. Almost immediately a voice answered. The voice was as seductive as I had imagined it would be too.

Her first words heard by me were “We shouldn’t but I want you so bad?
She didn’t wait for an answer before saying “put it in,
fuck me please?

All I could do was moan while beating my hard dribbling dick. I was so hard & thick that my dick was making slapping sounds as I beat it.
Her voice was raspy and broken as she moaned and bade me to “take her pussy? She was all into this play as she directed just how she wanted my dick to fill her pussy. I was sure I heard her fingers slurping in her juices. Her sentences were broken and her voice was escalating as she described how she was wrapping her legs around me. She pleaded that I grab her ass and fuck her deep. She moaned and then pleaded “No, No Don’t?
I was confused just briefly before hearing her say “my as is too tight, don’t push your finger in there?
“OoooooooAw Shit baby you’re fucking me too good,I’ll pop!!!?
I was telling her how I was stroking my dick in her wet pussy and pumping deep in her.
Now I could hear her voice without holding the receiver to my ear. She was that loud! I could hear her voice shuddering as she proclaimed to be?cumming on my bigass dick!?
“Shit Gimmee it all, fuck your pussy?she screamed.
For several moments, al I could discern was heavy breathing and slight moaning from her. This was okay as I had shot a big load all over my chest and the damn keyboard.

I was cleaning cum from my chest and hand and heard her giggling. I picked up the phone to hear her saying that that was what she needed but she was feeling so guilty.I didn’t have the chance to reply before she told she’d meet online and hung up.

I cleaned up best I could. A alert sounded notifying of an incoming file. I opened it and was greeted to a sexy pic of her pussy .
Back on IM she said while she enjoyed it, we couldn’t do this again. She apologized and said she needed to go shower. I didn’t see her anymore but a few days later did get some sexy pics.

Months went by and neither of us mentioned out day of fun. We spoke frequently by acknowledging each other when on the board together.
Over time we’d revealed our true names to each other and would share our plans with each other.
I’d mentioned I had a trip planned for business and planned to spend an extra day so I could visit my brother as he lived in the city I was visiting. Our the next few times we talked she’d ask where I planned to stay and when I planned the trip. She evidentially got around to asking if she may send me something when I arrived at my meeting. I revealed where I’d be staying and when I planned to arrive. I figure she was sending me more photos of herself. I’d confessed that she had the sexiest tummy I’d ever seen. I was sure that she was planning to send me photos showing off her belly.

Time passed and I’d forgotten about our conversation. I arrived for my meeting and had just settled into my room when the front desk called and said I had a visitor at the desk. Thinking it was my brother coming by to surprise me and take me out to dinner, I went down to the desk.

I walked out the elevator and could see the back of a woman standing near the desk. I didn’t see my brother nor anyone I knew but as I approached the desk, the features of the woman reminded me so of Mizzy.

The closer I got the more certain that this was my guest. My mind was a blur as I thought how it could be.
She heard my footsteps and turned. It was indeed Mizzy and she’d worn a midriff top that exposed her belly to my gaze. I could see the fine hair on her tummy. I detected little goose pimples dotting her tummy and the finest trace of hair trailing down into her waistband.

Miz delighted in her surprise as I delighted in seeing her in the flesh. It was funny how we so readily recognized each other. We exchanged pleasantries and I eventually had the frame of mind t ask her to dinner.
We elected on the hotel bar and found a cozy booth that we occupied for the next 3 hours. The whole setting was that of two friends getting together. There was no mention of anything other than two friends having dinner. At one point she did look at her watch and comment that she needed to be home by 12. It was 8:30pm then.

We finished our meal and she ordered a drink, I had coffee. Done and after more conversation we made out way to the lobby. My intention was walking her to her car but as we passed the elevators she pressed the button. I must have been acting like Gomer Pyle as I was explaining that I’d walk her out when the doors opened and she gave me a little shove into the elevator.

I looked at her and our eyes locked together. There was something about her look. I pushed a button for my floor. As soon as the doors closed we kissed. I slipped to my knees in front of her and planted my lips over her belly button. I tickled her button with my tongue. She’d leaned against the wall and hand her hands holding my head. The elevator stopped, I stood and we stepped out. She hugged me and slipped her hand in my pocket and pulled out the room card. She giggled as we made our way to the room.
She inserted the card and stepped inside. I had the presence of mind to ask “what about…”
That was all I got out before she kissed me again and whispered “don’t go there?
The door closed and we embraced and kissed.

My hands rested on the bare flesh of her back. She broke the kiss and backed away making her way to the bathroom.

It was lame of me but I stood there waiting until the door opened and she exited dressed only in bra and panties.
She placed her skirt and top on the valet and set on the bed. Her cute pert tits were swollen and her nipples erect. She covered her belly button with her hands as if playing peek-a-boo as she laid back on the bed. Miz tastefully held her legs together as she waved her feet in mid air has she kept her hands covering her belly button.

I stripped approaching the bed while keeping my gaze on her hands. I reached the bed nude except for my shirt which was now unbuttoned and open. I knelt next to the bed and planted a kiss on her hands. She giggled as my tongue pried between her fingers and darted in her belly button.

She grabbed me about the neck and pushed my shirt off my shoulders. I was kissing and licking out her belly button. Her feet were now flat on the bed as she pushed her hips up to my mouth causing me to suck deep in her bellybutton. My tongue flickered and she moaned, holding my head tighter.

I’m not sure what fragrance she was wearing but it was simply intoxicating and when her thighs opened slightly her soft heavenly scent filled my nose my dick sprung so hard that the precum dribble was immediate.

I laid beside her and planted kisses on her neck and earlobes. I kissed her neck and traced kissed to her breast. I sucked her nipples while letting my fingers graze her mound. Her breaths turned to pants as I kissed down her body.

I showered her tummy with kisses while lifting a leg onto my shoulder. My mouth covered her whole pussy. My tongue fluttered over her pussy and pussy lips. I let my fingers trace over her slit drawing wetness and from her pussy and a moan from her mouth.

She reached a hand toward my thigh. I purposely held my dick out of her reach.
My tongue worked the crease of her pussy before the tip nudged open her pussy. I slipped my tongue inside and she jerked. I honestly began to tongue fuck her pussy. I nudged her clit from it’s hood and sucked it into my mouth.
I pressed a finger on her slit and pushed ever so slightly inside her.
She reached under my arms and urged me on top of her.

I got between her smooth caramel thighs and let the head of my dick rub up and down her crease. You could hear her wetness slurping as my dick was coated in her juices.
At first the head of my dick, found her opening and pressed inward. She froze before tossing her pussy on the head of my dick. I entered her and once she adjusted to my hard dick, I eased inch by inch inside her hot wet pussy.

We must have held the pose for 20 minutes before either of us moved. It felt so hot silky and wet. I could feel her pussy contracting around my dick. I’d moved just so slightly as to inch deeper and spread her open. Her pussy was such that the slightest withdrawal turned her pussy lips inside out.

I stroked into her pussy as if I were stroking a violin. I delivered a couple of dozens of these long strokes as she moaned progressively louder and longer on each stroke. I could feel her legs clutching around me as our tempo gradually increased. I rose on my knees and pulled her with me as I began to earnestly hammer her sweet pussy. I used a stutter stroke, going deep and then withdrawing while circling inside her hot ready pussy.

I felt her fingers dig into my sides as her wetness gushed around my dick. I’d bury so deep in her pussy her voice was an almost soundless shrill. It was getting too good. My eyes were blurred as I continued to try and please her every crevice. I recalled the phone bone when she’d pleaded not to take her ass. I grabbed her cheeks and while pulling her tighter against my assaulting dick, I coated my finger in the juices seeping between her bus. I pushed my dick deep into her cervix and slipped a finger in her ass.
A few strokes later she was screaming and begging me to take all of her as I growled and came deep in her pussy. Her pussy fluttered around my hard hot dick and after clutching and contracting around me she released a flood of hott hott pussy juice.

We came so hard together, we felt molded to each others body. We both were gasping for breath as we fell to the bed. All either of us could do was moan and sigh. As we relaxed and my dick slipped out of her, she screamed and came once more.

We fell asleep wrapped in each other’s body and luckily we awaken at 11:20 giving her time to dress and be in place at her appointed time.

I bet my dick tingled for the next two days every time I thought of our time together.

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