Title of Story: A Night at the Opera


Jasmine reached out and took his hand and then stepped slowly from the
limousine and onto the sidewalk.  She was every mans dream woman, or at least
his.  She hand long beautiful legs that her dress showed off gloriously with
that slit up the side.  Her breasts, full yet perky, were encased in the
crushed black velvet of her dress. They peeked seductively above the neckline
teasing him.  
She placed her hand in the crook of his arm and they walked slowly up the
stairs of the theatre's grand entrance.  Her long wavey black hair brushed
against his arm as she turned to smile at the usher.  Shivers ran down his body
thinking of how it would feel against his naked skin.  He turned and gave her a
conspirital grin and almost lost himself in the depths of her gorgeous green
eyes.  He almost couldn't believe that she was his, but the rings on their
fingers all but proved that fact to him.  
They walked together into the theatre and sat down in the seats.  He glanced
her way a few times throughout the performance.  She was totally entranced with
the production.  How animated her smile became while they watched.  
He, himself was getting quite caught up in the performance.  Never had he seen
such acting.  He hummed along as the lead tenor sang a tune he had become quite
familiar with.  His tune was cut short by a gasp.  He turned to Jasmine and
shifted a bit in his seat.  Her hand, with her long slender fingers, was
sliding up his thigh.  She smiled at him and winked, then nodded her head
toward the stage, instructing him to keep watching.  
He held back a groan as he felt her slide her finger up and over his growing
erection.  She then rubbed her hand a bit roughly over him, making him want to
drop his pants and bend her over the chair right there.  He looked over to the
gentlemen on his left side and sighed with relief as he saw he was sound
asleep.  
He sat through the rest of the performance with a raging hard on.  She
continued to rub his cock.. bringing him ever closer to release, but stopping
before he could.  Thank God for that.  How would he cover the wet spot that
would surely be there when he left the theatre?  He was quite eager to get back
home and spend the night in bed with her.  What man wouldnt be?  Especially
after all her teasing this night.
He groaned in relief as he caught sight of their limousine sitting right in
front of the theatre at the end of the performance.  They walked quietly down
to the limousine.  
As she was bending down and stepping into the car she smiled up at him.  "Grand
performance, wasn't it?" she asked him sweetly.
"Uh... ya.  Quite grand" he replied.  The only performance that he was thinking
about at this time was the one that they were going to be putting on together
as soon as they got home.  He stepped quickly into the car behind her and shut
the door.
She surprised him a bit by sliding to the opposite seat when he sat beside her.
He had figured they would continue what she had started in the theatre, but
from the looks of it he was wrong.  Women.  One minute they were hot, the next
they were cold.  
She smiled at him and tapped on the window to the driver.  The opaque window
slowly slid down and she informed him that she would like to have him drive
around the city a bit.  She wasn't quite ready to head home.  He nodded and the
window slid back up.  
She looked back at him then.  She raised her brows a bit and then leaned back
and gathered her hair into her hands.  She brought it forward and started to
braid it.  She then tossed the long braid over her shoulder and smiled at him.
"Is there something you want from me, my dear husband?" she asked of him.  She
then spread her legs a bit and began inching her skirt up her legs.  He groaned
and leaned forward to help her slide the skirt up.  She leaned back and brought
her foot up.  She placed it in the middle of his chest and pushed him back into
his seat.
"Did I tell you you could touch me?" she asked with a bit of ice in her voice.
She smiled, though, and it took the edge off of it.  He leaned back in the seat
and ran a hand down over his face.  He knew he was in for a long night.  One
full of her torturous teasing and her aggressive lovemaking.  He couldn't wait.
He loved it when she got like this.  When she took control and expected him to
do as she said.
She brought the skirt up to her hips and spread her legs a bit further.  She
was wearing black stockings, with red garter belts.  He groaned when the skirt
came up far enough for him to notice that she was not wearing any underwear.
She had the most amazing pussy.  She was shaved smooth except for a small line
of hair at the top.  He could see from here that she was wet.  Her nether lips
glistened with her own moisture.  
She reached her hand down and slid her finger down and inside that beautiful
slit.  A sigh escaped him as he watched her rub her clit, her hips squirming on
the seat as she brought pleasure to herself.  She then lifted her finger and
stuck it in her mouth, licking off her own juices.  Damn, but he about came
right there seeing that.  He reached down and started rubbing his cock through
his pants.
"Did I tell you you could touch yourself?" she asked angrily as she raised her
leg and gave his a bit of a shove.  He groaned, from what he wasn't quite sure.
Was it the fact that he couldn't touch himself, or that when she raised her leg
like that he got the most amazing view of her wet pussy.  He could see deep
into her folds to the heart of her pleasure from his vantage point.  
She brought her leg up onto the seat beside her and took two of her fingers and
splayed her pussy lips apart.  She then slid one of them down, down over her
clit .. and then down.. down into her wet tight depths.  She moaned and tipped
back her head.  Her eyes closed as her finger slid in and out of her.  
"I do not have enough hands.  Come, come lick my pussy so I can play with my
tits"  she instructed him.  He groaned as he knelt down before her.  She pushed
her dress straps off her shoulders and pulled her dress down, exposing her
breasts.  She then started to rub her tits.  Kneading them, pinching her
nipples and groaning all the while.  He knelt there watching her in
fascination.
"Didn't I tell you to lick my pussy?  Why aren't you following my directions?"
and with a lift of her hips she nudged him with her pussy.  He smiled as he
bent his head down to her.  
She smelled so good.  The sweet scent of a woman who is horny as hell.  He then
placed his thumbs on her precious nether lips and spread them.  Mmm... he ran
his tongue from her lovely little hole up to her clit.  He then began nibbling,
sucking and licking at her clit.  She was moaning loudly.  Her hips were moving
up, pressing her pussy hard against his mouth.  Ahh.. he loved this.
She grabbed the back of his head and shoved his face deeper into her pussy.  He
continued to suck on her clit as his finger slid slowly into her dripping
pussy.  God she tasted good.  
Jasmine moaned loudly and felt her body start to tighten up. "Yes ... Yes ...
YES! " she screamed as she came, her juices running out onto his waiting
tongue.  Her inner muscles tighenting around his finger.  
He continued to lick her, making her body twitch from the sensitivity.  Mm...
she moaned and ran her fingers through his hair.  She took hold of his face and
pulled him up to her.  She kissed him hard, tasting herself on his lips.  Damn
she tasted good, she thought to herself.  
He smiled at her and reached his hand out to play with her breasts.  She pushed
his hand away and gave him a coarse look.
"Uh-uh... Now did I tell you you could touch me?  We really have to work on
your obeying me!"  she smiled at him and then pushed him back into his seat.
She knelt down in front of him and unzipped his pants.  She wrapped her hands
around his hard cock and pulled him out.  His cock stood up straight.  Hard and
fat.  
Her breasts started to ache when I saw a drop of pre-cum on the head of his
cock. She leaned over and ran her tongue over it, taking that drop of
love-juice into her mouth. Savoring the taste of it. She leaned further over
and slid his cock into her mouth. 
No.. she was not in the mood for slow loving. She wanted to fuck.. pure and
simple. The realization made her even hotter. She started to suck harder on
him.. taking him deep in her mouth. He always loved it when she deep throated
him.  Her head was bobbing up and down on his cock. She pulled her mouth up,
and cupped his balls in her hand as her other hand moved over his raging cock. 
"I need you NOW!  I'm so friggen hot!"  She yelled at him as her pussy
quivered.     
He grabbed her by her upper arms and turned her so that she was kneeling on the
seat, her back towards him.  Her pussy was at the perfect height for him. He
reached forward and started playing with her tits. He squeezed them and then
ran the heel of his hand roughly over her nipples. MMm.. she moaned. His
fingers played over her nipples, squeezing, twisting a bit.
And then he was pushing her skirt up once again.  He slid a finger into her wet
pussy.  She moaned and pushed back against his finger. 
"Oh ya.. I am gonna fuck you so hard!" he growled into her ear as he started
rubbing the head of his cock against her dripping hole. 
"Yes! YES!" She yelled back at him. Then he was slamming into her. His fat cock
filling Jasmine's tight pussy. His fingers dug into her hips as he grasped them
tightly and thrust his cock in her over and over. The force of his thrust was
moving her on the seat. Her tits were swaying to the rhythm. 
"Yes! Fuck me! " She yelled at him. He thrust even harder.. deeper. Deeper. He
reached forward and squeezed her tits as he contined to fuck her.  
Yes.. so close.. yes. And then her body started shaking. The muscles clenching
throughout Jasmine's sweat glistened body. Her pussy clenched tightly around
his throbbing cock. She threw my head back and called out his name. Her muscles
continued to spasm as she felt him thrust one, two three more times.. and then
his body tightened up and she could feel his cum hitting her in the back of her
cunt. Yes.. 
He knelt there for a moment.. his body shaking after cumming so hard. He leaned
over her and placed a soft kiss on the small of her back.. and then gently bit
the upper slope of her gently rounded ass. He leaned back and slowly pulled out
of her. His cock was still semi-hard even after cumming. He turned and fell on
the seat with a smile, then grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap. She
snuggled up into his arms with a contented sigh and a smile. "That my dear, was
exceptional" he whispered with a grin into her ear.  She gave a slight nod, too
worn out to move much at all.  Then she smiled up at him, "I wonder what the
limo driver is thinking now?"