Carnal Desires

Phil looked at his watch. It was nearly half past eight. Where was she? Stacy was never late.

He ordered another beer and checked his phone then nearly jumped out of his skin as he noticed the stunning beauty that had emerged next to him. Where the hell had she appeared from?
She was unbelievable. Long sleak clack hair, deep green eyes, full red lips and an amazing, slender, athletic frame. She was dressed in a simple tight fitting back lace dress, black stockings and heels.

The barman placed a glass in front of her and she lifted it to her lips without looking at him. Her eyes were on Phil and she smiled the sexiest smile he'd ever seen.
"She won't be here" she purred. her voice was low smooth and as sexy as everythingelse about her.
"Wha ...?" his reply cut short by a red painted fingernail placed to his lips.

She placed the glass on the bar and took his hand in hers leading him toward the door. He followed without question, feeling unable to resist. His feet moving involuntarily.
Her stunning figure moved with a grace he'd never witnessed and drew him along after her. They walked the half mile or so to his place in silence and the locked door opened quietly to her gentle touch.
She unbuttoned his shirt, running her long nails over his chest then her hot succulent lips followed making his skin burn with excitement. Her tongue slowly working up Phil's chest to his neck where her hot breath made his skin tingle.
She pulled away and walked up the stairs smiling over her shoulder. At the top of the stairs the dress fell from her shoulders and to the floor. She wore nothing underneath except the stockings and heels. As he stepped forward she was gone.
Racing up the stairs, he pushed the bedroom door open. She was lying on his bed looking the most incredible sight he'd ever been fortunate enough to see. He was out of the rest of his clothes and onto the bed kissing her full red lips passionately.
 

Long nails brushed his back as she drew him into a state of intoxication. His mouth working down her neck and to her small firm breasts. Her dark nipples were hard and proud as his mouth and tongue worked each one in turn. Her back arching and low moans of pleasure oozing from her lips. Her thighs parted and he felt himself drawn toward the small moud of soft black hair between them. The scent was blissful as his tongue parted her soft pussy lips. She tasted sweeter than any girl he'd ever known.
His tongue lapped up the beautiful taste then his lips fell on the hard knub at the top. He sucked gently on her button as a strong hand pushed his head harder onto her. Those bright red nails in his hair. She moaned louder and started to writhe under him. There was an animal quality to her moans. Something wild.
She bucked as he sucked on her then let out a scream as she gave in to waves of pleasure and Phil's face was covered in sweet tasting juices.

She panted hard as he moved to posistion himself on her. Phil found himself thrown onto his back with her astride him. Her face was full of lust. Her eyes burned as she lowered herself onto him. Her lips were open and her teeth clenched as her hot body sucked him into her.
She felt like she was on fire as his manhood was enveloped.
Her nails dug into his chest as she began to move herself up and down the full length of his hard meat. Her eyes were wild and her howls even wilder as she rode him hard.

Phil was lost in her grasp as she used his full length to pleasure herself. Her head was thrown back and her hands reahed behind her, long scarlet nails digging into his thighs. He could feel his passion building and she sensed it. Her eyes seemed to ba flaming as she looked down at him then threw herself forward onto him.
Her hot lips on his nack, greedily devouring him.

His body shook as he lost control of his orgasm and he felt a stabbing pain on his throat as he cried out releasing his seed deep into her. He gasped for breath as she fed and his eyes were horrified as she raised herself up with blood glistening on her lips and his hardnees still twitching inside her.
His sight was bluured and his senses misted as he sat up on the bed. There was no lithesome creature, no black dress on the floor.
His phone rang and he flipped it open and put it to his ear.

"Phil. Where the fuck are you? I've been waiting in Joe's for nearly an hour ..." He looked down at the scarlet trail down his chest.