Cole And The Demon
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A woman of stunning beauty danced in the middle of the crowded club. Her pale silky smooth skin shimmered in the lights of the dance floor while long black-as-night hair swayed with her every movement. Her sensational red cocktail dress barely covered her upper thighs, and also managed to show off the magnificent curves of her hips. The front of the dress was deeply V-necked to display her well-endowed b—–s in all their glory. Her legs, long and toned, descended to a pair of unapologetic black open-toed f–k-me stilettos. How she was able to dance in those stratospheric heels was a mystery to Cole, but she did so with both grace and elegance.
She was beauty personified.
Cole found it strange she was alone. She appeared to have no one accompanying her on the dance floor. Odder still, no one seemed to be paying any attention to her at all. It was as if she was on that dance floor all by herself, dancing inside an invisible bubble to the catchy beat of music pounding into everyone’s ears.
For a brief moment, while lost in awe of this woman, her eyes made contact with Cole’s. He was mesmerized by her luscious red lips and sexy smile. However, he swore he saw the dark pupils of her eyes turn bright ruby red and then back to a lovely shade of brown. Just an illusion or refection of the lights, he thought.
In a feeble attempt to hide his obvious staring, he looked away, up toward Travis, who must have noticed the woman in the sexy red dress as well. Travis motioned for one of his security guards and told him something while pointing in the girl’s direction. Cole watched as the bouncer made his way down the stairs and through the crowd to her. She accompanied him back through the crowd and up the stairs to the owner’s niche. Travis greeted her with a kiss on the hand as they disappeared from Cole’s view.
This was it. This was his chance. He would wait for her to come back down from the balcony, and if she didn’t, he would rush up the stairs to find her. Probable cause.
“I better be right about this.”
The door shut behind him as Travis led the girl in the sexy red dress into a tastily elegant private room above the night club. A luxurious-looking couch faced a huge television screen mounted on the wall opposite the door. Another wall backstopped a fully stocked bar and a tall bistro table with two bar stools. The back wall, if you can call it a wall, was a single giant Plexiglas pane giving a sweeping view of Chicago’s downtown. The Loop pulsed like a living creature outside the window.
Travis turned his back to the woman and approached the bar. “Can I offer you a drink?” he called over his shoulder. He eased a bottle of one of his finest Napa wines from the rack and splashed its fruity contents into two small champagne flutes. One glass already contained an inconspicuous pill, colorless and odorless, that quickly dissolved, leaving no trace.
When Travis turned around his eyes widened. Both wine glasses escaped his grasp, shattering on the marble floor at his feet. The woman stared at him with a seductive smile. Her red dress was merely a pile of fabric puddled on the floor around her spiky heels.
Travis beheld the naked body of a classical goddess: proud plump round b—–s with small light brown areolas surrounding perfect erect n—–s; a flat flawless stomach and shallow navel above pristine trimmed pubic hair with just a thin landing-strip; and a wickedly sexy smile that could sway the minds of kings and courtesans.
“This one will fetch the highest dollar yet,” he thought. No reason he couldn’t have a little fun beforehand, though.
“I think we’ll skip the drinks for now,” Travis said, stepping over the mess of glass on the floor. He couldn’t care less about cleaning up. The charwomen could tend to that in the morning.
He approached her slowly. She stepped away from her dress and walked to the couch, clicking in her stilettos. He caught up to her, his hands wrapping around her waist, pulling her toward him.
She aimed her mouth toward his. Their eyes locked onto one another as they leaned forward. Travis’ mind was blown by the sensations of this woman’s explosive kiss. Never had he felt this much energy, this much arousal, from just a kiss! Then her perfume’s scent hit his nose like a late spring breeze, ever so sweet and delicious. He was completely lost in her embrace, her hands on each of his cheeks, exploring his mouth with her agile tongue. He felt a twinge in his g—n. His c–k strained outward against the fabric of his trousers.
“You’re too dressed for this occasion, s–d”.
Hearing her words for the first time was like listening to the songs of angels. Travis removed his hands from her waist, almost involuntarily, to unwrap his tie and unbutton his shirt. For a wealthy business man, he had quite the well-kept body. His chest was slightly hairy but quite muscular, his beefy pecs matched with impressive toned abs. He made quick work of his garments. He finally undid his belt. His trousers fell easily to his ankles.
“Still too dressed.”
Travis slid down his black boxer briefs, stepping out of them along with the wadded puddle of his trousers. Only thin dark socks remained on his body.
She wrapped a hand around the back of his neck, pulling him to her mouth once more. Her other hand found his fully erect c–k pointing directly at her. Travis felt her hand glide up and down his s—t like silk sheets blowing in the wind while her tongue danced an inviting ballet in his mouth.
His senses were completely overwhelmed. Her beauty: flawless. Her voice: mesmerizing. Her smell: intoxicating. Her taste: delicious. Her touch: absolutely orgasmic.
Travis’ knees began to buckle from the pleasure of this woman’s skillful pumping of his c–k. She pushed him down on the couch before he had the chance to fall over.
The woman gracefully squatted to the floor. She perched before him and admired his stiff c–k sticking straight up in the air. Grabbing the base of his s—t in one hand, she pointed him towards her lips. The nerve endings in the head of Travis’ penis responded like electric shocks as she kissed and licked from tip to s—t to base. Then with a sexy grin, she took him into her mouth.
All of him.
Mesmerized by her ability to take his full length into her mouth, Travis let out a sigh of complete contentment. His balls began to swell as she worked her mouth up and down his c–k with rapid yet smooth momentum. She suddenly stopped, his c–k wedged down the back of her throat, and licked the underside of his balls.
How did she know he liked that so much?
Oh God! Too much!
Travis’ o—-m came rushing through his entire body. Moaning aloud, he shot stream after stream of hot sticky c-m deep into the sexy goddess’ mouth. She didn’t even flinch as his seed trickled down her thirsty throat.”
She stood and stared down at him.
“I hope you have more for me.”
Travis gasped heavily, like he had just run a marathon. He looked down at his penis. It was still rock hard, even after the best b—–b he had ever received. No way was he missing this opportunity.
“There’s plenty more where that came from,” Travis said, his ego running rampant.