Janis Awakened
He’d talked to her an innumerable number of times on the telephone. As a matter of fact, they had been casually flirting over AT&T for nearly 6 months. Neither had seen one another so as they walked into the meeting room where they were supposed to have their week-long meeting, both were looking for the other. He knew her right away because she was the only woman in the room. Before the meeting began, he made a point of walking up and introducing himself. “Hi, I’m Peter Watkins,” he said. “I believe we’ve met, over the phone.” Her handshake was firm but there was no commitment there and her eyes only glimpsed his as they said their pleasantries.
It was a working meeting and she was in one group while he was in another. Only occasionally did they have to address one another. Toward the end of the meeting, he asked for some assistance from anyone in the room. As she looked at him, their eyes met, seriously, for the first time. He knew, she was his. Of course, in a meeting such as this, there was no time for exploring the relationship further. But tomorrow was another day.
Since she lived in the general area, she left with her car pool and he wandered back to the hotel following the meeting. The next morning, he was in the meeting room getting ready for the meeting when she came in with an arm full of papers to be distributed. He jumped up to help her and lifted the load from her arms. As he did, his arm brushed against her body. To anyone else, it would have looked innocent, but he knew there was electricity passed on that casual touch. So did she; they both knew it. During the day, he had several other opportunities to be close to her. His touch was returned, albeit only slightly, each time. He knew she was his. She knew she was attracted to this man.
That’s all there was to this first meeting. Although they did go to dinner at her home and met her husband, two children, dogs, cats and assorted other house guests. He knew, however, there would be many more meetings and the foundation had been laid. She knew too.
The next time was a working meeting in Phoenix, far from both their homes. As usual, the first day was casual, with the greetings and small talk that normally accompanied such meetings. Oh sure, they got their work done but the real meeting was to take place later.
They all went to dinner at a local restaurant. He made sure he sat next to her and they visited cordially all evening. His leg casually brushed up against hers several times and was met with little resistance. His touches were returned and the electricity between them began to build to a crescendo. As they returned back to the motel, in his rented car, he made sure she was the last person to be driven to her area of the motel. He pulled into a parking place and shut off the engine and lights. His arm reached out and playfully touched hers. She looked at him and they kissed. It was a long, deep kiss; each other’s tongue probing the other’s mouth. His hand sought out her breast and she pulled away from him abruptly.
“What’s the matter,” he asked. “Nothing,” she said; “I have to go to my room.” He walked her to her room and then returned to his. He was so sure that he had read her right, yet she had pulled away from him. “What the hell is going on,” he wondered. Just then the phone rang.
“Hello,” he said. “I’m sorry,” she said. “That’s OK,” he muttered. “What was the problem?” he asked. “I’m married – you are too,” she said. “I can’t do this,” she protested. “Besides, I’m in the middle of my period,” she stated matter-of-factly. “That’s OK,” he said, reassuringly, “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I just thought you wanted to …” I do… did,” she stammered. “This is so difficult – its my first time for any of this and I don’t know what to do. I want you so bad – but what about my husband, my children. What would they think?” “Hey, you’re a big girl,” he said, “You have to make up your mind what is right for you.”
“What does your wife think?”, she asked. “If I don’t tell her, she doesn’t think anything,” he said. They talked for two hours and finally hung up. He knew she was his; but it may take a while. She was extremely driven by sex but she had to work through this. They would have many more times together and they could wait.
“Do you want to make love to me,” he asked. “Oh yes,” she stammered. He could tell, just by her voice on the phone, she was blushing. “Will you do it next time we meet?”, he asked. “Yyyyyessss,” she whispered in the phone. Do you want me to lick your clit?” he asked. There was a pause on the phone, he heard a quick breath, “Don’t say that,” she said, “someone might be listening.” “You’re getting wet down there, aren’t you?”, he said. “Oohh God,” she whispered, “shut up.” The AT&T flirting was becoming more direct.
By the time they got to Phoenix, she was so hot that just the sight of him made the juices start flowing in her pussy. She spotted him in the lobby as he was registering for his room. This was one of the largest conferences that their company had ever had, with over 500 employees attending. Both of them knew a myriad of people and all were staying in this or the adjacent motel. She knew that she would have to be extremely careful because many of these people also knew her husband. Yet she was intrigued with this man. He was not the most handsome man in the world but what attracted her to him. His hands and the way he talked to her over the phone. His hands were big for the size of his body and they blended with the upper body of a man who had labored long and hard in the west as a cowboy, ranch hand, wildlife biologist and computer operator. He had a quick sense of wit, humor and knew just how to push the right buttons to make her body quiver at the sound of his voice. She’d never been with a real cowboy before and the thought of that made goosebumps appear all over her body. What the hell cowboys had to do with it was something that puzzled her.
She returned to her room and watched as he took the glass walled elevator to the 6th floor. She knew he didn’t suspect she was watching him and that excited her. She was actually getting wet watching this man ride up the elevator. “What’s the matter with me?,” she thought to herself. She waited a few more minutes after he left the elevator and began to wonder if she should call him. After about 15 minutes she walked over to the phone. Just as she grabbed the receiver, it rang. It scared her so she dropped it on the floor and she became embarrassed. “He – Hello,” she said as she picked up the receiver from the floor. “If I say you have a beautiful body, would you hold it against me,” she heard him say. A gush of fluid escaped from her pussy. Her body was trembling as she began apologizing for dropping the phone and stammering various things into the mouthpiece. “What am I saying,” she thought to herself.
“Sssooo, should I come down and we go to dinner or what?”, he asked. It was only 5pm as she glanced at her watch, a little early for dinner. “Uummm, don’t you…” she was interrupted by his saying he would be down and they could discuss it. Before she could answer, he hung up. She rushed to the bathroom to clean up. She knew her panties would be soaked from all the fluid that had escaped her pussy as they talked. “What in the hell is the matter with me?” she wondered to herself. Just as she was finishing the last button on her Levis, a soft knock was heard at the door.
She opened it and her knees started to buckle. He had on his western clothes, and she had not realized how wonderful she thought he looked. He was not the “marlboro man”, but she recognized a genuine cowboy when she saw how his clothes fit and the way he just stood there. The big belt buckle seemed to gleam like a neon sign. “Well, do I just stand here for the duration, or do I get invited in?”, he joked. She stepped back and he walked in past her as she closed the door. Her pussy was soaked and her knees could barely keep her legs from buckling beneath her.
He looked around her room and walked over to the shades and pulled them shut. “There’s no sense of advertising the fact that we are together in this room, for whatever reason”, he said. “There are plenty of people in this outfit that would be glad to rumor monger us to death,” he continued. “Come over here,” he commanded. She flew to him and their lips met.
She was helpless in his arms. Those big hands virtually covered her back as he placed them around her and his strength practically crushed the breath out of her. He was not a big man but obviously was strong and caring. The kiss lasted for, it seemed, an hour. He picked her up and carried her to the bed and laid her down before their lips separated. She was already breathing hard and her body was in flames. His lips began caressing the sides of her neck and reached to her ear lobes. His hands had found her breasts and were gently squeezing them. She wanted to say something but could not find the breath to do so. She was totally his to do with as he saw fit. She knew, somehow, that he would not be cruel to her nor ask her to do anything that she did not want to do. She trusted this man implicitly.
By now, her blouse was fully opened and his hands were exploring her stomach and had already caressed her legs. She felt him following her zipper down to her crotch and the juices in her pussy were drenching her panties. She wondered if they would soak through her Levis. As his hand applied just slight pressure to her pussy, she came for the first time. Her body arched against his touch and her breathing became erratic. Flames shot up the front of her body, piercing her breasts and bringing a blush to her face. She was sweating profusely and was totally out of control.
He began to take off his clothes as he caressed her body with his lips. He moved away from her to remove his pants and she sat up on the bed. “I hope you don’t like big breasts,” she said; “If you do, you’re going to be really disappointed by me.” He finished removing his pants and returned to making love to her. “Anything more than a mouthful is excess,” he whispered to reassure her that he would not be disappointed. He removed her bra and his lips met her nipples and began caressing them with gentleness, yet firmness she had never before experienced. His had again found her crotch and she came again. Not the full climax she would feel later but still, enough to take her breath away and cause her to feel the flames of desire shoot from her pussy to her breasts where her lover was working intently. Her nipples caused huge contractions in her pussy each time her lover sucked on them. Her hips gyrated with each sucking action, pushing her pussy into the hand that was gently massaging it through her Levis.
She felt the button to her jeans give way and the zipper practically unzipped itself. A hand crept under her panties and she felt a finger caress the tip of her clit. “Oh Christ, I’m cumming again,” she thought to herself as another wave of contractions, flames, muscle spasms and breathlessness overtook her. She was reveling in the hands of her lover. She raised herself slightly as he moved lower and began to remove the Levis and panties from her body. When they came off, she raised herself and removed her blouse and bra that were just hanging on her body. For the first time she saw his erect cock standing out from his body. She reached for it and began massaging it. She felt a finger at her clit and it began to rub up and down her slit. She knew she was ready for entry as the hand slid easily up and down her vaginal entry. Suddenly, the finger slipped inside her as her lover sucked her left breast into his mouth. She shuddered as she was almost overwhelmed into a fourth climax.
Her lover worked his lips and tongue down her stomach as he slowly arranged himself between her legs. She felt his tongue on her clit as he slowly licked it. Suddenly, her clit was sucked into his mouth, his tongue flicked it back and forth mercilessly as his fingers worked inside her vagina. “Oh God, Oh God, Oh God,” she thought as she came again. The waves of excitement came from deeper within this time. They sucked at her breath, her nipples became so tight they seemed to be caressed by just the air flowing over them. She bucked at the tongue which continued to flick her clit. Sweat was streaming down the sides of her head and beaded up on her stomach. She had never been with a man that could make her feel this way before.
The waves began to subside and her breath started to return to normal. She felt him lift himself from her clit and raise above her. As she opened her eyes, she felt his member enter her vagina. His lips met hers and his tongue began to reach towards the depths of her throat. She could taste her juices on his tongue as he rhythmically began fucking her. With each stroke, she could feel his pubic hair and pelvis rub on her clit. She knew she was in for one of the strongest climaxes she had ever experienced.
His tongue began tickling the sides of her neck and working toward her ear lobes. One of his hands had grasped her left nipple and was slowly squeezing it, driving waves of excitement from her breast toward her stomach. She could feel the fire beginning to build in her clit as he began to increase the strokes he used in fucking her. Her toes started to close, her knees began slowly to straighten, her stomach was beginning to tighten. She had never been here before.
Suddenly, her breath left. The fire from her clit met the waves leaving her breasts in the middle of her stomach. Her toes completely curled up. Her buttocks heaved in excitement and her legs wrapped around her lover as she pulled him harder and harder into her clit. Slowly soft moans began escaping her lips. They became louder until she was screaming. She bucked with her lover and her whole body spasmed against this climax. She had never had a feeling such as this. She thought she would pass out as she lost track of time, space and everything. She felt as if she couldn’t breath, yet she could hear screams of joy coming from her mouth. As he exploded inside her, she felt herself lift another notch up the climax ladder. “How far can this go,” she wondered as she screamed louder. She could not quit bucking and swaying against the force that was bringing her to this feeling. She wanted it to last forever, but it began to subside.
She could hear the screaming and moaning beginning to subside but the rhythm of fucking was still making her pussy and clit cause her to drag her lover deeper and deeper into her vagina. Harder and harder she pulled at him. Slowly, she regained some of her consciousness. She could see the sweat on his chest and she began to feel her breaths coming in somewhat of a regular fashion. Her lover began to slow his strokes and caress her forehead. Slowly his lips found hers and his tongue eased itself into her mouth. The spasms in her stomach muscles began to subside and the slow strokes in and out of her pussy began to feel like rhythmical interludes. Her toes uncurled and her legs slowly dropped to the bed.
“Looks to me like you enjoyed that,” he said as he lowered himself to the side of her. She tried to say something but her throat was so dry, not a sound came out. She felt as if her throat was sore as she cleared it trying to get some moisture to her vocal cords. Suddenly, he was up and returned with a glass of water for her. She drank a little and, as he lay down beside her, put her head in his arms. “That was wonderful,” she breathed. “I have never, ever, cum like that before. Where did you learn to do all those things?” she asked. “Oh, you were just all excited because this was the first time,” he said.
“What’s for supper?”, he asked. She looked at her watch. “My God,” she thought, “Its 6:30.” “Its already 6:30!” she exclaimed, “the last time I looked at my watch, it was only 5:00.” “Time flies when you’re havin’ fun”, he said. “Maybe we should just order in?” he said with a question in his voice. “Or we could just skip supper altogether,” she volunteered. “You mean you think you could handle some more of what we just did?” he asked. “Well, maybe not right now – but we could discuss it,” she giggled.
They passed the night, making love three more times. Each time, he managed to make her cum. She could not imagine cumming that many times in one night. It had never happened to her and she didn’t know what to make of this man who just walked into her life and practically took her over. She always knew that sex was very important to her, but this man had awakened things within her body that she didn’t know existed. Little did she know how much these feelings would have on her body as the weeks and years progressed.
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anonymous author
