Chapter 2 No Words [MF] [Mystery] [Seduction]

Second part. May be more to come.
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The company I worked for had a booth in New Orleans near the Mardi Gras parades. They held a booth there every year in the Downtown Assembly Center. They kept a slew of rooms and apartments around town, some uptown, some in the French Quarter and some in the neighborhoods nearby. Those employees working the booth got first pick and the rest went up for auction. I was assigned to the booth on Fat Tuesday all day but would have the rest of the time off. It was a sweet deal and I took it. I chose one of the rooms they keep closer to Frenchmen St., one of my music haunts. I did not get out much but when I did it was to listen to live music in the best damn place to hear it on earth. The atmosphere there in the alleys, gutters, and neon, doors that have not closed in decades, is like nothing else. It’s elegance and decadence holding court in a dungeon of storefronts, and alleyways.

I checked in on Saturday morning and got some breakfast. It had been two days since the bus incident and I had heard nothing from mystery girl. While that weighed heavily on my mind, wandering around New Orleans during Mardi Gras is a distraction of huge proportions. The music everywhere, the smell of beignets in the air, the honk of a taxi horn, the low din of several tens of thousands of people all in a few block radius. Everywhere you look there is something to see, smell, taste, feel. Sensory overload and I always enjoyed being in the middle of it all alone. Something about being calm and centered in the middle of chaos just got me going. And the women! Everywhere your gaze takes you there are scantily clad and some half naked goddesses just having a good time to their own groove. And for a few dollars you can get beads that are worth a booby flash on the street. What a place!

I took in a few parades during the day, then went back to the apartment and slept. The plan was to catch Orpheus that night then hit Frenchmen to dig up some groove. I found myself a good perch and lit up a joint taking a deep heavy drag. Within a few minutes, I felt myself just melt into the stoop and the whole gumbo of sensory input just gelled into one raucous chorus. The parade started and beads started falling like rain. I grabbed a few near me but for the most part, I just took it all in, a fugue state with all the entertainment I needed. I could have sat on that stoop, in that state forever. Heaven could have been that stoop and I would have been happy. The colored floats, the blaring rock and roll mixed with the soft jazz coming from a nearby bar, the bright yellow and orange costumes, the fading sunlight, the sky ablaze, put me in a state of complete contentedness. A huge wave of beautiful women dressed like flaming peacocks flooded the street, the yellow, red and orange plumage lighting up with the fading dusk with vibrant strokes. As I looked into the explosion of hues and movement before me, I slowly became aware of a darkness approaching through the dancers which coalesced in my altered vision. It was her, little black dress, dark hair blowing in the hot wind. I don’t know how I knew but there it was. Dark eyes locked unto mine. An onyx goddess floating thru a glowing cloud as the dancers continued their March despite her slow steady advance.

I started sweating. I was transfixed, paralyzed by the vision approaching. I did not recognize her. She had a beautiful face with large eyes, a long neck exposed from her hair blowing over her bare shoulder. Her walk was a strut and she was flowing thru the dancers right towards me. I was a prisoner to those eyes. Her body filled out the dress perfectly, small firm breasts, a tiny waistline, and athletic legs contrasting against the black dress and heels, her calves taught and smooth. She walked right thru the parade as if orchestrated, a slow pace that parted the dancers with no effort. I rose just as she stepped off the street unto the curb. Here she was, mystery girl. I opened my mouth to spout some foolishness, having never been good at opening lines. She stood right in front of me, eyes locked unto mine. She put one finger on my lips and uttered the only words from her that I would hear that night. In a soft whisper close to my ear she breathed “No words” and took my hand. Her perfume found my nose, mixed with her scent and I came instantly alive. We turned and slowly began walking thru the crowd, her holding my hand and walking in front of me, mysteriously and easily parting the crowd. As she led me on I could not help being drawn to her tight little ass in that black dress.

Questions swirled but I was high enough to just stay in this bubble and see what played out. We walked towards Frenchmen. As we cut thru a few alleyways, she glances back at me with those damn eyes, huge, swallowing my soul each time. She guided me thru a few streets filled with revelers and we were in front of my apartment. She stopped and looked at me. I fumbled for my keys and opened the door. She retook my hand and led me inside.

The apartment was small with high ceilings and windows. The light a haze thru the dark curtains, the outside music wafted thru the air. We stood facing each other. I stood, still just taking her in for a moment. As bold as she had been on the street, she stood now in front of me almost shy but with a challenge in her eyes, as if to say the next steps belong to you.

I circled her slowly taking in her entire figure, watching her face as I moved behind her. There was a full length mirror in an elaborate gold frame on the wall opposite us. We locked eyes for a moment as my hand reached from around to gently touch her cheek. Her skin was soft and warm, electric on my fingers. My hand cupped the side of her face as I moved in closer to smell her neck. The fragrant mix of her perfume and her own scent filled my head like a field of wild flowers. My cock sprang to full attention so fast I imagined I could hear it harden. Her breath caught in her throat in a tiny gasp as my lips lightly brushed the length of her neck. She pushed her body back against me and I felt her warmth thru the dress as her ass nestled itself against my hardness. I moaned deep in my throat and my hands came alive. With a mind of their own they traveled her curves lightly, waking up each part of her. First sliding down to cup her ass cheeks, round and full, pulling them slightly apart. Opening her up and allowing my throbbing cock to grind fully against her. She breathed heavily as my hands moved slowly up her back, light tickling touches which combined with my lips dancing across her neck, a light nip hear and there, a pause to suck deeply the crook of her neck where her pheromones were the strongest. I quickly realized I would not last long like this as she was now writhing against me, a slow up and down slide as my cock throbbed and I felt the stirrings of orgasm approach. That would not do. My hands by this point had wrapped around her to both pull her against me and to cup her small breast, gently teasing her nipple through her dress, pinching it tightly, then slowly rubbing circles around the pert bumps. Her breath had quickened as well and before we both ignited into spontaneous combustion I could take it no longer. With one quick swipe I had that little black dressed unzipped. She raised her hips and with a whisper it fell to the floor. I grabbed her wrist and swung her around, pushing her against the wall. Her hands I pinned high above her head as I took a long look at the vision before me. A lacy black bra and black thong panties covered a body flush with lust. Her chest heaved as she watched my eyes devour her. Dark eyes boring into me. Daring me. With one hand still holding her arms above her head the other fell to her hot little cunt, the warmth flooding her panties with dampness as my fingers slid under the top and down to cup her pussy. She moaned and my mouth was on hers. My fingers spread her pussy open to find her wet and pulsing against my palm. Two of my fingers slid into her cunt like sliding into an exotic oil, allowing me to feel every inch of her tight chamber inside. Dipping my fingers in and out as my palm massaged her mons and my other fingers stroked her outer lips. She tried to pull her arms down at that point, but I held her fast, allowing no quarter. She whimpered into my mouth. Pouting sighs mixed with squeals as her excitement rose, Her own spring coiling now as my fingers probed deeper finding her slick little g spot, raised and begging for attention. I bent the tip of my fingers slightly to better hit the spot and her whimpers turned to cries, urging me with her body to pick up the pace. Smiling as my tongue kept probing hers, I kept the pace slow, deliberately teasing her, her breasts pushed again my chest, a defiant demand, but I slowed further. Her cries were begging at this point and I finally gave in, kissing her hard as my fingers began to speed up, dipping back out as a bit of punishment, then sliding in to circle her gspot. Suddenly my palm felt a warm gush as her back heaved against the wall, her arms tight in my grip, and she came on my hand hard, my rhythm matching hers as each pulse of pleasure coursed thru her my eyes locked onto hers as she cried aloud now, her body desperate for contact, her skin electric as her orgasm flooded her cunt. She closed her eyes then, her head thrown back as her climax subsided, both our breaths fast. There was a slight sheen of sweat on her as my hands finally relented and let go of her hands.

She tackled me back unto the bed. My cock popping up, ready and hard. While slipping out of her bra and panties she looked at my cock then slid herself up my body, soft breasts caressing my legs as she slid up and gave my dick a long lick, sliding it’s head into her hot wet mouth, my cock jumping as an electric shock ran down my spine. Then she took all of me in and my eyes rolled back as a deep moan burned it’s way thru me. Her head dipped a few times, pausing at the bottom to run her tongue along the base. My own moans turned into gasps and then she slid the rest of the way up me, kissing along the way, taking one nipple then the other, her tongue darting out to tease each one. My cock jumping each time. Then her mouth found mine and our breaths intertwined as we drifted along exploring each other’s mouths as she slid herself up and then down slowly on my cock, our moans melted together as warm flesh gave way to warm flesh, a flood of sensations as I filled her, her wetness drenching me instantly. She began her own slow teasing dance, deliberately bringing me back under control, a pulsing rhythm that sang us both into another dimension, one of hands flowing over and thru each other. Our fingers exploring, our bodies trying to meld into each other as my fingers found her nipples, pinching and caressing them as my own challenge to speed up, but she slapped my hands away, a giggle escaping her as she slowed for a second with a sparkle in her eyes.

She suddenly sat up, her hands finding my chest, her breasts thrust out and her head thrown back as she grinded into me slowly, a deliberate beat that slowed time, no thought just pure sensation. My hands found her hips and pushed her down onto me, matching her rhythm, not wanting time to start again. My hands slid over her body and again to her breasts, no resistance this time as I teased each nipple in time with our bodies. Her moans were near constant now and I watched her face in rapture as her climax built with each thrust. Her hands were fists now resting on my chest as my own reached around to grab her ass spreading her cheeks and grinding deeper still into her hot little snatch. Her breath sped up, then, with a gasp and quick breath, she was coming. Her cunt pulsed, grabbing my hard cock and squeezing with each wave of pleasure. She growled as she ground down hard, her muscles tight and smooth, the air full of sound now as lizard brains took over, bodies reacting to each other almost instantly, each thrust met with a thrust back. She slowed down, spent collapsing on my chest, my dick still inside her as time once again went away. For a moment we just lay there, connected, our breaths ragged. Then I began to move inside her, inperceptively at first. A giggle rose from her then a surprised ooh as I sped up coming back to full hardness. I pulled her down into a deep kiss, my hands massaging and teasing her back and ass as I slowly thrust up and into her. She just lay on top of me her face buried in my neck as we slowly felt our bodies come alive again. I pulled her off of me and pulled her unto all fours, my cock teasing her little pussy as my hands kneaded her ass, my eyes watching her wet cunt and pink little ass hole rub the length of my cock as I rested it between her cheeks. A few strokes in and she was so wet that I slipped in unintentionally, both our gasps fighting for air as my hands found her hips, pulling her back and sliding deeply into her. I slowly pulled out and reached around to tease her clit as my cock twitched with lust. She whimpered as I teased her and tried to reach around with one hand to put my cock back where it belonged. She fell on her face as she lost her balance and I brought one hand down to grab a handful of hair. She straight out growled at me as my cock entered her again, hard this time, pulling her hair back as I slammed myself into her. My cock pounding her, her pushing back with all she had. Our fucking grew more frantic as we both felt our orgasm coming together. First her going stiff, her voice just a solid ooooohhh, as she started coming, her cunt clamping down on my cock. That was all I could take. Come erupted from my cock, filling her as we slammed together again and again, seemingly endless times, each wave driving our guttural sounds as we came together, ensnared by passion, bested by pure instinct. Our juices dripped down my leg as my come mixed with hers. We collapsed unto the bed. Arms entangled, spent, done, exhausted but high on the feel of each other as we struggled for breath, both covered in sweat.

She looked up into my eyes, half lidded and lay her head on my chest. We threw the covers off and lay naked in the breeze thru the window with jazz and funk as a distant melody. No energy for words even if I had wanted to utter them, which I did not, lest I break the spell. We slept.

When I woke in the morning, alone in the apartment, I had to smile. I could still smell her on the bed. I rolled over into the side she had slept on with a smile and dozed off again, wondering what happened to her and just who the he’ll she was, but my thoughts quickly muddled and I dozed again, my brain filled with images of her body, her eyes, our sounds as i fell. I also heard the only two words I had heard her utter. “No words.”

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