X-Meeting Dark

Meeting Dark

Part one:

Having always realized how sexually high strung she was and a libido
with a mind of it's own Dark was always seeking that sexual high she
never seemed to be able to find. Feeling somewhat freaky most of her
adult life because of always being told "that's not normal" she always
held back somewhat when it came to her sexual endeavors. Dark loved to
fuck that was simple so if that was the makings of a "freak" then she
was on the top rung of the ladder and still trying to climb. As she
aged her ideas about sex and what others thought of her changed to a
sincere "I don't give a shit what you think" attitude and she began to
seek answers to intense sexual frustration on a much more regular
basis.

"Beds are to sleep in" was her statement, making love or having sex
was for anywhere but the bed. It may have stemmed back to the clich?
"she goes to bed with anyone" tabletops couches, picnic tables,
bathtubs you name it anywhere except the bed. What was different about
Dark from the typical whores was she truly loved to have sex there was
no greater admirer of the body and its capabilities than she. Dark knew
every trick and trigger spot of the body most the normal guy never knew
he had. She knew she had power when it came to sex and what she could
do with it. She stopped worrying a long time ago as to why she did not
feel badly about herself and why she felt no shame it was decided there
was nothing to be ashamed of and she loved the experience so why feel
bad about herself after all she always made sure her partner was quite
amazed and exhausted as well, that's fair she thought.

Picky as she was it never seemed to keep her from hooking up with
someone when she felt the need. She did not have to be "in the mood"
and could be provoked in an instant. Some tall sexy guy and a little
wink or if he looked at her and that subconscious licking of the lips
was all it took suddenly she was in the mood. Dark smiles when she
thinks about her mother sending her to a shrink because she just knew
there was something wrong with her, Dark knew there was not a damn
thing wrong with her especially after the second visit and the Doc
introduced himself to her on the infamous analyzing couch, every inch
of himself.

Those strong tingling feelings you get deep down, the ones that let
you know you are horny as hell or return at the thought of great sex
the hours before everyone gets them. Just amplify them about 100 times
over and you have the body of Dark. Though difficult to satisfy she
threw the challenge out and someone always tried most times she ended
up taking care of herself she always told him it was nothing personal
of course she didn't mind them watching either or helping out by
filling some part of her with something while she did it. Then there
was that rare occasion when some guy could just send her climbing walls
and crawling across the floor as she exploded with the impact of a pipe
bomb. "Those guys are the freaks," she thought but always with a
smile.

Dark saw sex in most everything. Clothing was about sex food was about
sex toothpaste and shampoo were even about sex. Not a particularly
beautiful woman, Dark was magnetic most likely due to her attitude and
less than shy personality. She was simple no over exaggerated efforts
like with makeup or perfumes not a lot of fuss over little details.
Dark would run a brush through wild untamed dark hair slap on clear
lip-gloss a little rose on the cheeks and she was done. Green eyes and
a few freckles seemed to dress the rest. It was how she carried herself
that people saw. Then there was me, the one that always tried. I loved
Dark but she didn't love me back. Her aura her flighty personality
hooked me. Sex was a bit intimidating with Dark but she always seemed
to manage to make me forget I was ever hesitant. In some ways I guess
she was a little freaky but she was so sexed she would amaze you. I
watched her walk away a few months ago broke my heart I guess I just
wasn't enough to hold her but I sure had fun trying. The little ass in
a short dress and no shoes on her feet was the last vision I had while
she walked away, she turned her head looking back at one time gave me a
kick ass wink and a devious smile and said she would be back. "I'll be
back Steve" was the last thing she said.

Meeting Dark was about the most overwhelming predicament I have ever
been in. The ride 15 floors up in an old elevator, was bad enough the
thing stopped numerous times on the way up for some reason I could feel
tiny beads of sweat forming on my brow. A great big smile is what I saw
when I looked over at the woman in there with me. She walked over to me
and surprisingly wiped the sweat from my brow with one hand and grabbed
my dick with the other and flashed a huge smile asking me if that
wasn't better? What the hell do you say to that besides yes much better
raising the pitch of your voice an octave or two because about the time
you answer she squeezes pretty good and gives you a little tug. Then
when the door opened to the hallway of people she continued to hold my
dick never taking her eyes off of my face, she smiled big winked tugged
once more turned and got off the elevator saying hello to everyone just
standing there in silence. She turned her head looked back and told me
what a great ride she had I felt my face turn red and my jaw drop and I
watched her walk away. Wow was about all I could feel just how often
does something like that happen on the way to the office or anywhere
for that matter?

It was about a month later when I saw her again remembering her
instantly. I felt a little embarrassed and not too proud of my sudden
erection when I saw her. I did turn and start to walk away certain she
would not remember me, but I was wrong. She did. "Hey there how are
you," she asked? Seems all I could do was stare at her. "How is that
old elevator doing" well I guess she remembered? There was that smile
again such simple beauty and yet laced with the feeling of pure devil.
"You remember me" seemed to be all I could manage to say. "Of course I
do, I never forget a job unfinished." I didn't even want to ask what
she meant by that then that little giggle did me in I couldn't hide
that lump in my pants I felt like it had a spotlight on it I only hoped
she didn't see it of course I was wrong.

"Yes, now that is how I remember you" she said. She walked toward me
and I could not move. She stopped only after being pressed against me.
She kissed me without warning or saying a word, her mouth was magic for
sure and I didn't mind her arms around me and her hands squeezing both
cheeks of my ass either. Hell yes I responded I couldn't help it. After
a pretty hot kiss she stepped back a little and licked across my mouth
I was watching her face when I felt her hand on my zipper. I offered
the seclusion of my place and didn't know what to say when she told me
"I don't fuck in beds" I don't believe I had ever heard a woman speak
this way and her forwardness was both arousing and a bit frightening
but irresistible. She had my dick in her hand before I could even get
my thoughts together. Her hand was small and so warm she had a good
hold for sure. I remember her saying "It fits just right." It was then
I remembered where I was. We were in the parking garage 4th tier at the
same office building where I first saw her.

"I'm Dark," she said as she began moving her hand slowly but with a
firm grip up and down across my dick. What fascinated me the most about
her was she always watched my face looked at my eyes as if searching
for a reaction she got it? Dark walked me backward a few steps ending
up in a darkened corner between a Lincoln Towne Car and an old Chevy
Nova. She began stroking me just a little faster and I could hear her
breath a little harder and could see she was wanting more.

Meeting Dark
Part two

What the hell is a guy supposed to do in a situation like that? I mean
I had made no effort to curtail her actions to this point. I had never
been faced with anything like this before. I was no angel and liked my
adventures as much as anyone but never had a come across a woman like
this before. I found my self backed up against the rear quarter panel
of the old Chevy "just relax baby" she said still moving her hand back
and forth stopping to run a fingertip across the head of my dick true
to form she was looking straight at me like she was looking for
something. I was almost there you know, I was ready to cum even before
she got me worked up good that slow teasing pace never did it for me
but man I was ready to blow she knew it I guess because she stopped
turning my dick to face downward and she pressed her body against me
and just moved wiggled against me I could feel my dick rolling around
and she would press harder against it. I could barely keep my hands off
of her I wanted to fuck her that is for sure. I slid my hand up under
her skirt to find a bare ass I saw her smile big and bite down on her
bottom lip. "What are you going to do about this sexy?" she said at the
same time that she spread her legs a little wider lessening the
confines of my hand. She was wet now I mean wet. Dark backed up and
lifted herself onto the hood of the Lincoln put her hand to her crotch
got a finger inside pulled it out put it in my mouth and watched me as
I cleaned it off. There were a lot of "firsts" for me when it came to
Dark I think she thrived on it.

I know I stepped over to her and she got a hold of my dick again and
began stroking with a little more seriousness. I shot cum in her hand
before I knew it. She put it to her mouth and licked it up and it was
running between her fingers that is when she pulled my head down to
hers with the other hand and slipped a pretty good sip into my mouth at
first I nearly gagged at the thought I had never had cum near my mouth
before and sure had never tasted it. She then licked my mouth like she
wanted to take it all back. "There you go baby isn't that nice?" She
got down off the car adjusted her skirt and walked away. She turned
partially and looked over her shoulder there was that gorgeous smile
again and that wicked little wink. "What is your name anyway?" she
asked. "Steve" was all I managed. I was dumfounded stood there and she
kept walking. That is when I realized I was standing there with my dick
hanging out of my pants in a fucking parking lot in the middle of the
day. I got myself together after a few minutes thought about jacking
off because I was hard all over again but shit I just headed to my car
after I remembered where it was.

Getting this woman out of my head was near impossible. I thought I
would never see her again, I mean what are the odds? I ran into her
twice in the same vicinity, could there be a third time? Dark. That
surely was not her real name.
I thought of her less often over the next several months, but never too
long without her crossing my mind. I just figured that one was for the
memory books. I was seeing a woman by now and it was pretty hot things
were going along pretty good. Usually thought about Dark when walking
through the parking garage for the most part. I finally stopped
watching for her and things were beginning to feel a bit more normal. I
still thought about her and her quirky little traits like brushing her
teeth at least 10 times a day and refusing to use hairspray or do
anything with that damned hair of hers. She was obsessive about
flirting and seemed no man was exempt she loved the game. I learned she
did not let to many actually fuck her though. She would get them off
and go home and take care of her self always said it was a turn on for
her and "a hell of a lot safer." She told me about most encounters she
really thought it was a "grand way to be." Thinking about it now, I
think Dark just loved the shock factor so much, and the sex didn't hurt
anything either.

Sitting in a coffee shop one day at the counter next to a couple of
construction workers I listened as they talked about a woman that
showed up on a job site in a short skirt and no panties. One of them
said he just looked over to a pile o f scrap and saw her sitting there
watching them, remarked about her dark hair and freckles and devious
smile. The bigger guy of the two, probably the older was talking about
walking over to her to see what she was doing there and asked her if
she needed something he was telling his buddy the woman just reached
over ran her foot up the inside of his leg and said "Only you sweetie."
They two got up went to the register paid and were discussing the
details as they went through the door, I knew it was her had to be
Dark. It started all over again I could not shake the thought of that
elevator or that parking lot. I only imagined what she was up to
knowing what ever it was it had to be some bold mind -boggling event
somewhere public. "Just who in the hell is this woman?" I would ask my
self out loud many times.

One morning about 10:00 I guess it was the phone rang I was late
getting to the office that morning but the secretary was later than I
so the phone was up to me. I answered, "Myers and Crockett this is
Steve." A woman's voice responded saying "Hey Steve it's me Dark did
you miss me?" Shit I was on my feet with my mouth open and my dick hard
in seconds. "Hello Dark" was all I could manage. I heard that little
giggle followed by "I would like to see you if you are up to it?" For
the time being I gave my girlfriend no thought. "What did you have in
mind?" I asked. "I need fucked Steve and I want you to do it." I could
only respond with silence. She laughed a little and told me her address
I tried to get to a pen and paper but before I knew it she had hung up.
I jotted down the address and hoped I had it right. It was only a
couple of blocks away she lived right around the corner no wonder I had
met her twice. That was when I began to know Dark and begin to
understand the how's and why's. One the way to her apartment I wondered
how she knew where my office was I had not told her that, I was sure I
told her my name was Steve and that was it.

I knocked on the apartment door, when she answered the door I could
smell jasmine and could hear soft music I stepped inside. She was
standing there with some sort of white lacy teddy on that barely
covered her ass with nothing underneath you could see straight through
the damned thing. I was at a loss for words. Dark closed the door took
my hand and led me inside. It was dark in the apartment she had all her
windows covered you could barley tell it was daylight. She led me to
the couch and I sat down. She joined me but not next to me. She sat
straddling my legs directly on top of my dick, wrapped her arms around
my neck and licked across my face shit it drove me crazy when she did
that, it was like a "hello" greeting from Dark. She was pressed up
close her tits just in line with my face. "bite me," she said as she
lined one up to my mouth. I sort of kissed around it sucked a little
but that wasn't good enough "Bite down harder baby I want a little
pain." Whew, now that was quite an order. Hell, I bit. She moaned and
pushed harder against my mouth. She tasted good she smelled good and
this would be the first time I would make love to Dark, well, I would
make love she would just allow me to fuck her.

To be continued

Meeting Dark
Part three

I didn't know that once you loved Dark it was nearing the end. Would
that have stopped me from fucking her? I don't think so but at least I
would have known it was nearing the end of the road. Shit after that
hello lick across my face I was totally in her hands I would have let
her do anything to me at that point. She knew her moves there was no
doubt about that she had my pants off and on the floor without ever
leaving my lap I found myself buried deep within minutes and have never
been the same. Never have I seen such passion on a woman's face during
sex it was obvious she loved it. She wasn't selfish about it either she
knew when to stop or when to slow down promising the orgasm of a
lifetime if I could just hold off a bit because she was going to "cum
again." She was explosive she shot hot cum like it was out of a water
pistol I could feel it running down my own thighs she just kept pushing
like she could not get on my dick deep enough.
Between the demands to bite her and "make" her do this and that hell I
could not hold out forever. Next thing she had lifted her self up off
of me and I saw a little smile come across her face she said "are you
ready to cum baby" well hell yeah what could I say? She came back down
on me she screamed out and arched herself back a bit and I realized my
dick was buried in her little ass about as far as I could get. That
realization her screams and my shock made me shoot right then. Boom, it
was all over with. By now Dark had the heels of both feet against the
back of the couch sitting full force on me shit I was afraid to
move.
She just sort of slumped against my chest breathing hard and sweaty
she was about the most sexy yet detestable thing I had ever dealt with
I just knew I was going to want more of this. There was plenty more
over the next few months, took me almost a month to get a damned phone
number from her. She remained as illusive and obstinate as ever. I was
never na?ve enough to believe I was the only one, but I knew I had a
lot of her time, I never asked she never offered the info so things
just went along. It was illusion and mystery that hooked you on dark,
amazing sex didn't hurt. Never however did I get a chance to know her,
the woman. I wanted to but the more I tried she dug her heels in and I
would have to wait longer before I would see her the next time.
Dark told me once she would like to love me and that she "sort of did"
she also said that was the best she could do. The more I fell for her
the less I saw her. We had the most amazing sex imaginable I do believe
that is the only time I really saw her, she was so free and giving as
long as you didn't ask for the heart to go with it. Of course the
fianc? was long out of the picture and so was every thought of
traditional women I ever had. It had been months and I had never even
gotten her into a bedroom so of course nowhere near a bed. Floors sinks
couches tubs fields yards cars bathrooms in restaurants the bosses desk
lakes shit even a county bulldozer on the side of a road, but a bed.
Out of the question.
I kept making a mistake, I knew it the first time I said it, "I love
you" put a look in those beautiful eyes that seemed to just begin to
dull them and make them turn away I just could not help myself, I
thought I could love her enough to settle her. I knew I was going to
loose her soon that is if I ever had her. I showed up on the doorstep
one afternoon to find her in tears and coming through the door. It was
the way she looked at me or through me rather that told the story. The
tears stopped immediately when she saw me. She was wearing a short
sundress with spaghetti straps she had not fixed her hair she had no
shoes on of course stepping past me giving a healthy squeeze to my dick
which reacted in kind, taking a few steps she looked back at me turning
only partially around
Gave me a kick assed wink flashed a devious smile and told me she would
be back. "I'll be back Steve." That was months ago that was the last
time I saw her.
I still dream about her, hear her voice smell her hair and jack off
thinking about those little hands of hers. Fucking other women is just
that, fucking. I expect Dark is the same as always. Out there somewhere
just blowing some dudes socks off in an elevator or something. Shit how
does a guy forget someone like that?

The End.