taming michelle’s ass

“Oh Danny I’ve waited so long for this moment – finally you’re here – I can’t believe that you’re here – tonight – I want to give myself to you. I want you to take me and make me yours all yours – kiss me and let me know that this is real.”

Looking deep in to her eyes I said, “You have been locked in my dreams for so many months now – I’ve waited so long for this moment too – to finally be able to hold, gaze into your eyes, kiss you and make love to you – Michelle I want to make you mine and only mine!!!.”

“Kiss me I want to taste your lips on mine” I leaned in and kissed her thin lips as my hands went to her face and began to caress her. Michelle wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me closer to her and then she slipped down onto the couch so that I was now on top of her kissing her. My cock sprang up without any encouragement anticipating as to what was to come later.

Michelle reached down between our writhing bodies and slipped her hand down my pants and wrapped her warm loving hands around the shaft and began to gently move her hand up and down on me. Wanting to reciprocate I moved my hands down away from her face to her small but very perky breast. With my hand gently squeezing her breast over her shirt I began to kiss her ear and I whispered ever so softly. “I want to take you right here – I want to make you mine – I want to fill every inch of you – I want to make slow passionate love to you” –

Michelle whispered back in my ear with a sweet sex voice, “Yes, yes Danny I’m all yours take me – take me now –

“Excuse me sir – excuse me sir – come on you have to wake up now! Please put your seat in its full upright position and stow away your tray table for me. Thank you.”

“How much longer until we land Miss?”

“About fifteen minutes or so.”

Isn’t it always the way – every time you are about to get some pussy in your dreams either your alarm clock goes off or a car alarm or even the dreaded one when you were a teenager and one of your parents woke you up for school. Sitting in my window seat making my way to Raleigh a sudden rush of nervousness came over me. I hadn’t been this nervous about meeting any woman before.

Let me explain how this came about and answer some questions for some of the people out there who have asked for some answers.

It was just a little over a year ago I was having a splendid threesome with a perky young piece of ass that happened to be my boss’ daughter. My cock was pumping her deep inside of her tight asshole when her stepmother walked in on us. She had been after me for three years or so and two then became three. While I was taking turns fucking each of their pussies and assholes I was struck in the back of the head with a bat and slipped into a coma. I slipped in and out of a comatose state for three weeks.

My girlfriend Faith stuck with me during my recovery and my rehab as I struggled a little with my balance right after leaving the hospital. Seeing how Faith stuck with me I wanted her to be with me forever, so, I took the plunge bought a ring and asked her to marry me. Well, my proposal didn’t go as well as expected when she said no. She went on to tell me that, “Having an affair is one thing (we had a very open relationship) but having an affair with Cindy your boss’ wife and mortal enemy of mine was too much. Not to mention you were fucking their daughter – not separately but together that is just fucking sick.” With that Faith packed her things the next day and left.

Since everyone I knew in California was separating themselves from me I just let it happen and decided to start over. My cousin back east called and offered me a job that kept me traveling around the western part of America and this is where the strangest relationship of my life began. Michelle was the company’s receptionist and lived in Raleigh, NC while I was in San Diego. I had to call in every morning and get updates to my schedule and I would have to speak with her every day.

After a few months of hard work had passed; I was having a bad day and I guess Michelle picked up on it and we began talking every night on the phone. No matter where I was Michelle would call and we would talk for about 20 minutes or so. Eventually we became very close on the phone and we began to share very intimate details of our lives with each other. This also led to a lot and I mean a lot of phone sex, since we were both single and lonely. I guess it was very easy to open up and act like a freak on the phone when you know that you will probably never meet the other person on the other end.

Well, that all ended one day when a company wide memo came out announcing a meeting that would bring all of the outside reps back in house for a week-long-meeting. This of course put both of us in a panic – I mean you were going to meet someone that you shared your most deepest darkest secrets with and now you were finally going to have to see them face-to-face. With several weeks before I was to arrive at the home office the both of us, to my surprise, handled things fairly well. Michelle offered me to stay at her apartment during the week of the meeting. After finding out where our company was putting us up and where Michelle lived I would be on the road for most of the time.

We both agreed that it would be easiest if we were to meet at the luggage carrousel. When my plane finally landed at Raleigh, my palms were sweaty – my forehead was beaded up with sweat – this was a whole new level of being nervous for me. When I made my way out of the jet walk I really wasn’t looking for Michelle just yet but once in the terminal I heard, “Danny!!!! Over here – Over here.” Then out of the corner of my eye was this vision that made my heart move up to my throat. There she was after talking on the phone for more than a year my fantasy was about to come true.


Michelle was wearing a skintight half shirt with no bra. Her breasts were very perky standing at attention, nipples bursting out and creating an eye full for anyone looking. When she began to run towards me my eyes followed the bouncing breasts and nipples up and down. Her shorts were cut as to accentuate her special attributes. When she jumped up into my arms her shorts crept up the crack of her ass. I couldn’t help myself as my sweaty palms went to her bare ass cheeks. I figured what the hell if she is going to dress like this to meet me at the airport then she would mind a slight smack on her ass. A small grin then a smile crossed her face at me with “OH YEAH.” Her arms and legs wrapped around me and she showered me with kisses.

Now you know how some people are just better looking in person than in their photos? Well, Michelle was a lot younger and thinner in person than in her pictures and in my fantasies. After her barrage of kisses ended I began giggling and laughing and in a joking tone, I said, “Hi, I’m Dan nice to finally meet you. Why don’t we go get my bags and get back to your place and we can pick up where you left off.”

We got back to her place and Michelle poured us a couple glasses of wine and we sat on the couch together with the TV playing in the background as we made out with each other. It seemed that the dream that I was having on the plane was a prelude to what was happening. The unbridled anticipation of both of us wanting to be with each other began to take over between us.

All those many hours on the telephone telling each other what we would do to each other if we were ever together – and no matter how intense it got on the phone paled in comparison to what was actually was happening right then. Then came a lot and I mean a lot of petting when I realized what time it was, I finally made the suggestion to take a shower, I smelled horrible I don’t know how she put up with it. Then I finally said, “Michelle, I am kinda tired and want to take a shower and freshen up a bit, okay?”

“Sure no problem, besides I want to put on some clean sheets for us.” Michelle showed me to the bedroom and then to the bathroom. While in the shower I realized that I had forgotten my razor and for some instinctive reason I just blurted out, “Hey, baby, can you bring me my razor its in my carry on bag.”

With soap covering my face I heard the shower curtain slide back and then a sharp sting on my ass as she smacked it. I guess I deserved that after smacking her ass in the airport and she said, “Here you go and that’s for the airport.” Then she reached around and very gently wrapped her fingers around the shaft of my cock. “Niiice package, hope you’re not too tired to make a delivery tonight.” She began to giggle and released my cock and put her hand to her mouth and pushed the soap away from my eyes and as I opened them we kissed each other again. “Hurry up, I want to freshen up too.” My dream on the plane seemed to be coming true.

I finished with my shower and as I was toweling off I heard Michelle talking to someone in the bedroom.