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The Gentleman, Part Two  

RachaelJaime 64T
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10/31/2013 10:53 pm
The Gentleman, Part Two

A PERFECT FriendFinder-x Encounter,
the PERFECT MAN

The Gentleman

Part Two

by Rachael Jaime

Saturday evening. My girlfriend had left and I

was out of the shower. I was so nervous about

tomorrow, but very excited. In the short time my

new friend and I had been corresponding I had

really fallen for his charm, sight unseen. I didn't

care what he looked like. He had won me over with

his intellect and Spirit, with just a sprinkle of

sensuous sexuality. He seemed cultured and had

travel experience (I like that. I have been all over

the planet, pretty much). And he was articulate

enough I didn't have to "dumb down" my messages

to him (no offense meant to anyone). I didn't care

what he did for a living either. I just liked him. We

had been writing very often and now...tomorrow I

was to meet him. My first time in a tryst with

someone! In my last message to him Saturday night

I told him how agonizingly slow the sands were

trickling through the tiny neck of the hourglass and

his metaphor was asking " Is it Sunday yet "? Now

the time was nearing...two pm Sunday afternoon, "

Tomorrow will NEVER come" I thought to myself and

just as the 8 day clock announced the arrival of

Sunday. I swallowed the lump in my throat and went

to work on the house. My New friend was coming. I

could not even think about going to sleep yet. I had

gotten behind my schedule playing with my

girlfriend.



I was going in circles. I had laid out the

clothes I wanted to wear for him five times so far.

Morning broke with a startle when I realized the sun

was coming up. "Oh, hell...Rachael, Crap!!" I said

out loud to no one , then... "I better get done with

this, Rocky"! Rocky the Flying squirrel sat up on his

runway above me and threw a peanut down.

"No you little BRAT" I scolded. The squirrel ran off

and hid behind a picture frame. I sent a text to my

friend asking him to not get in a hurry if he ran late

and to drive careful. He lives a distance away from

me. Ten o'clock now! Where had the time gone? I

was in a tizzie and my nerves had me in butterflies.

My friend had sent two photos of himself and I sat

down to admire them. It was a bonus to discover he

had modestly downplayed how dashing he was.

Lucky me all that and handsome too. Now I was

worried he might not like me. He might turn and

leave shortly after his arrival. I was kinda unaware

that he was thinking and feeling as I was too.

I had boldly asked him what he planned on doing

when first we meet? His reply was romantic. He

would hold my hand and lock his gaze with mine

then slowly pull me to him in an embrace and kiss

me. God how I hoped he would! I encouraged him in

a message on Friday to follow his heart and

challenged him to live his fantasy (please, please,

please). Oh, yes, I was quite ready and willing to

surrender the "V" to him if he wanted me. I was

ready. I was confident. I was frightened.

As I got out of the shower my cell phone signaled

me he was only 30 minutes out. I was visibly

shaking now which was making it impossible to put

eyeliner on. I was not going to be ready! "Oh Shit" I

heard myself exclaim. The more I tried to hurry the

worse attempts at doing my eyes became. Eyeliner

wavy, mascara under my lashes and I forgot to use

loose powder there so it would clean up easy,

mascara smeared on the arch above my eye, lipstick

off the liner..."Crap"! I prayed he would be just a little bit late. Finally I

was finished the best I could do under duress. I had

managed to clean up all the goofs on my face but

was not happy with the artwork. No more time. I ran

to the bed where my clothes were laid out and

struggled into a waist cincher from hell, then garter

belt,<b> thigh highs </font></b>and panties. "God, hurry up Bitch"! I

cursed myself. I threw a nice sheer dress on and sat

on the bed to hook the hosiery to the garter. Finally

slipping on the bling and a last minute glance in the

mirror to straighten my hair. Then I heard him

pulling into my drive and I ran to the door to greet

my knew friend. My mouth went dry and I tried to

swallow, then stopped, stood up straight and fussed

my dress into the right place. I took a deep breath

and opened the door. There he was! In all his handsome splendor,

thoughtful bottles of wine in his arm. His eyes were

ablaze. "Hi, beautiful" he said to me. I invited him

inside and he went to the kitchen to set his burden

down. I was dizzy now and we made some small talk

about his trip then walked into the living room.

When I turned around he was standing some

distance away. We gazed into each other's eyes, his

were sparkling in the afternoon light. His smile was

captivating. "Its really good to see you" I said , then

added "you look great"! "So do you, Rachael" he

replied. Then a moment of silence. I said "Are you

going to kiss me"? "Yes" he stated and took three

steps toward me and swept me up in a big hug. He

was gentle and swayed me ever-so-slightly as our

lips found each other for the first time. We started

making out right there standing in the living room. I

was aware of erotic little moans of pleasure

involuntarily escaping my throat. His tongue seeking

mine, our bodies pressed tightly together. His

strong arms around me and firm hands exploring my

body teasing and sensuous. I thought I would pass

out. That he was a very well versed person in the art

of love making became evident. Finally we broke our

kiss and he asked if I would like a glass of wine to

help relax me. "Yes, that would be nice, thank you".

He went to open a bottle and I stayed back for a

second to regain some composure then I went to

join him. He poured me a glass of wine and then we

made a toast to our new friendship, that it would

endure. I looked at him over the rim of my glass as I

sipped the wine. He was doing the same. Then he

set his glass on the counter and said " You really

are beautiful, Rachael" I can't remember what I

started to say back to him as he reached for me and

pulled me tightly to his body and once more our lips

met. Still holding my wineglass I threw my arms

around his neck and kissed him back passionately.

His tongue met mine and I was lost in his love. Then

I distantly heard something spill and ,disoriented,

asked what it was that spilled. I was aware that my

friend was saying "Your glass!" "What"? I still was

coming back to earth and he said again "Your

wine!!" Then I realized it had still been in my hand

when I put them around his neck and during the

course of his kissing me it slipped and spilled down

the Gentleman's back soaking him. I suddenly

regained myself and was so embarrassed! He was

very even tempered about it but I could detected he

struggled for a second to suppress any ire.

He was quick though and he downplayed my goof

expertly as we went back to the living room. He took

a seat in a tall formal overstuffed chair and I on a

love seat by a window. He was so casual. I was

burning. We had conversation for a time then I

asked him why he was sitting "way over there"? He

immediately stood up and glass in hand slipped onto

the seat next to me. He looked at me smiling. My

pulse was up. My breathing was fast and deep. I

could feel my erect nipples strain against the

chiffon fabric of the sheer top I wore with each rise

and fall of my chest He deftly summed up the girl at

his side. Never breaking eye contact he set the wine

down on the glass table to his right and moved to

kiss me. As our lips met I heard myself let out some

more of the passionate little moans of ecstatic

pleasure. No more words were exchanged as we let

ourselves surrender to Aphrodite ( Greek Goddess of

Love). By now I had lost all reference to the space-

time reference point and didn't care. Music was

playing. My friend suggested we could lay on the

floor and more comfortably listen to music and

make out. I was all for that! I went to the bedroom

and returned with some sheets and blankets and

pillows. He helped me spread them and then laying

upon them patted a place by his side which I gladly

accepted and snuggled up hard against his body. I

was smiling, happy, and really worked up. He was so

cool and sophisticated but I could plainly feel his

passion had risen hard. He pulled me tighter to his

body and we began once again to make out. Oh, God

I was very enamored. I worked by body up against

his until his erection was pressing into me in the

"right" spot. I couldn't help as my own body began to

slowly and firmly respond in pleasure-driven

undulation against his manhood. He was still

methodically exploring my body, never missing a

single erogenous zone and noting the areas I had

responded to the most while kissing and he would

go there again then search for others until his

mental list was completed then he would start in

sequence from the top of his list to the bottom . I

was slightly aware the end point of his sequences

were my breasts and nipples where he would linger

a little longer each cycle. Then repeat his sequences

with variables so each pass was different and new,

like were time spent there, pressure, different kinds

of touch or massage and his kisses (OMG< THOSE

KISSES) and the finally was working my breast and

nipples more erotic and intense each time. Yes he

was keen to zero in on the most intense responses

my body had signaled were at the breast play. Now

he had them fully exposed and alternating his

attention from my lips to my nipples. I was nearly

ready to cum! I was moving in rhythm to the music,

lost in passion. To say my Desire for him was

overwhelming would be an UNDER statement. Ever

heard of "out-of-body experiences? I could hear

myself begging him to fuck me but at the same time

I was struggling to get back into my body so I

wouldn't miss anything. I was moaning softly and

breathing into his ear as I worked my hands down

between our bodies and started to feel him and

explore his mysteries. I wanted him SO GOOD!

(notice I avoided saying "so bad"- no curse out of MY

mouth) He kissed me even harder, more intense

than ever. I worked his big cock out of his clothes

and was totally involved in feeling him, hot, smooth,

pulsating...and growing! I couldn't wait. I looked him

in his eyes and said "I want to suck your dick" in

more of a demand than a request. Then I went down

and played and explored him in satisfying oral

delight. I played every trick I could think of and then

some. I wanted it to last and was careful to slow it

down when I felt orgasm response begin. Then work

him back up close again then off. This eventually

leads the man to very intense orgasm when he

finally releases. But don't take him to "the brink"

and deny release more than 5 times max or the

opposite effect will slap you in the face. Three is

safe, the last one you don't stop but slow down as

the final signal is given and the point of no return

has been breached. Then he realizes you are

receptive this time and, well, "Thar She Blows". I

slowed as the head expanded and felt his testicles

violently contract in my cupping hands and I softly

tickled them with my nails. I was letting his cock

slip back up into my mouth from my throat and

stopped there when I felt it coming and began

swirling my tongue around the head and reversing to

the other direction...three

circles..stop..reverse...three circles..stop ...reverse,

then tickling underneath it with butterfly kisses and

gentle sucking as he came. I swallowed each load

and then quickly repeated the same motions until

the next and next..and next...and next.......and...one

more, then slower to ...Oops another one! Ummmm.

I was so very easy and gentle now as I knew he

would be ultra sensitive after that much cum. I

gently kissed it and licked away any escapees I

could find. Then I took it out and looked him in his

eyes as he recovered. I was so happy! I kept kissing

his cock with soft, open kisses and squeezed out a

little more cum, licking softly and kissing it away till

he was squeaky clean. I gave it one last kiss then

tucked it away in its safe place and crawled up to

lay my head on my man's chest. I could hear the

strong pounding of his heart and gave him a little

medical exam and healthy heart report (couldn't

help it I am in medicine). We lay there awhile

enjoying the flow of Chi before we got up and went

to get more wine. We chatted and played a bit

drinking our wine and having fun. Then he lit another

desire fire under me and I asked him if he wanted to

come to bed with me. So off we went.. I am not going to

tell anymore about the romantic

fun we had tonight. I will say that I am still a Virgin

though. But came VERY near with no actual

penetration...damn it...! Explanation? My man is

playing it slow to build anticipation and heighten

passion (and it is working, too. I couldn't believe I

was begging to be fucked, like, he was teasing me

with his hard cock pressed to my ass between my

cheeks! But he withheld the thrust that would have

ended my Virginity. And I made him cum for me

while teasing him back and masturbating and

sucking his cock. He asked me to stop blowing him

a bit and kiss him so I kissed his hard cock one

more time them moved my body astride his loins on

top. I bent down to meet his lips and we kissed long

and hard. I found his cock with my hand and pushed

it up to my ass as I sat down but I still had panties

on. I masturbated him while riding cowgirl. His cock

strained against the thin material of my panties. I

lay my head on his chest and sexily breathed out the

words "There is only less than a DAMNED

MILLIMETER between your cock and my Virginity"!! I

taunted him. I wanted to pull my panties aside and

let him enter me! I reached back with my other

hand, head still on his chest , other hand jacking

him and guiding him to me. I pulled at the fabric and

moved in little circles against the head of his

throbbing hard dick. I started to press down then

came up , realigned and sat against him again,

pressing down and gyrating. He pulled my face

toward him and kissed me so passionately! I felt

the first swelling indicator my Babe was about to

cum again... I held him with a firm grip and pounded my ass

down hard to meet and receive the explosion of

cum. The panties had slipped back in the way so I

couldn't get it in me in time. I rode it out as sexy as

I could for him to max his orgasm . I felt his hot cum

splashing between the tight space between us, It felt

good. He was cumming very hard and it really turned

me on.
As he slowed I slid down his body and took his cock

in my mouth as he finished. Then I sexily played as I

licked it all clean. I kissed Mr Cock and tucked him

back into the PJ's then wiggled back up to be held.

We stayed that way and fell asleep. I asked softly

into his ear if I could hold Mr. Cock until we fell

asleep. I was still holding his dick while we drifted

off to sleep. He snored and I purred.

... a purrrrfect guy.

a lttle aside...*my friend just text me as I am

writing this. OMG! He really knows his way to a

woman's heart. In just one paragraph he has my

heart pounding in my breast and the butterflies are

all stirred up in my tummy again

As I was writing this we have confirmed another

date. He is coming to see me on Saturday. I am

excited and can't wait. I have a very sexy surprise

ready for him I know will blow him away big smile

-Rachael Jaime

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