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String of Pearls

“Ariana” I shouted wake up, I have my television interview at 6 am this morning and I don't want to be late, this is a big day for me, for us. “what time is it, and turn that damn stupid alarm clock off, shit is loud as hell” she said as she removed her customize white and black sleeping mask, with big open eyes and the words I’m watching you! written on the front. I swear I laugh every time she wakes up with that shit over her eyes. One morning I threw some cold water on her ass, she got up with the quickness screaming “kaj za vraga” which means “what the fuck” as she spits out water and stretches her arms outward reaching and looking around like a blind bat. She was yelling at the top of her lungs “Franklin, why you threw water on me?” My response was “did you see me throw water on you my love”, to which she replied “no” but we are the only two people in the here so I know it was you. At this point I pulled out my Johnny Cochran infamous defense and said “if you didn't see it you must acquit”, laughing, giggling and ducking as she threw a pillow at me laughing along saying “I’m going to get you Mr. Handsome”. My lady love Ariana is beautiful, gorgeous in every way imaginable, standing 5ft 7’ with flawless milky white skin with freckles, short reddish hair and emerald green eyes that when struck by the light, her iris opens and twirls revealing the different hues of colors, subtle yet intense like looking through a prism creating a pattern reminiscent of newly formed stars surrounded by hydrogen clouds being birthed in the Andromeda Galaxy.  Ariana is such a true beauty with high blush red cheek bones, a beautiful mouth which I love to taste and big amazing tits on a solid athletic frame with bow legs that are incredibly sexy, and walks on her toes, “goodness if I was ever born a woman I’d love to look like her”. But I love being a man, and I love being the man who gets to enjoy this intelligent, sensual, playful, energetic, vibrant, gorgeously built feisty woman who has me head over heels, doing cartwheels in love with her.          
         
 It’s three-thirty am I said, responding to her earlier question, remember my Photography Exhibition is at seven pm at The Bechtler Mint Museum with open bar cocktail hour starting at six pm and we have of full day of activities, I don’t want us to be late for anything. “Franklin” she said, looking sad as she coo’s me pouting her lips “can I go back to bed for thirty more minutes”, ok I said and in an instant she was conked out. Cuddling the down feather blanket straddled between her ballroom dancing legs with one half of her delicious derrière exposed, her teddy raised revealing no panties. I slid my tongue from the back between her closed lips that were caressed by the blanket and is now moist from a sweet kiss as she raises her ass a little higher making it easier for my head to rest on the bed underneath as I began to suck, pull, nibble and lick her perfectly crafted bright semi translucent hot pink lips. The contrast of milky white and hot pink is a thing of beauty, she drips like no other woman I've ever been with. My tongue delightfully slides back and forth in-between then entering her vagina as she grinds, placing the pillow in her mouth hoping to drown out the high pitch of her screams, grabbing my head in the process holding me steady until I am licking that precise spot on her clit where her sensations heightens and her journey towards climax begins. And when she orgasms it is one of the most intensely beautiful viewing experience I have ever had the pleasure of witnessing, it's as if she is having a spiritual experience. She loves being awaken with my tongue between her inner thighs, tasting her like a delicious moist piece of Ruth’s Chris Fillet Mignon. Savoring her scent and flavor sometimes for as long as an entire hour, she says wakeup head every morning is the best damn feeling ever, even better than a shot of espresso. Looking at the clock I jumped up thinking “damn” I better go into the kitchen to fix us some breakfast before this turn into a serious love session.          
         
Ariana loves my cooking especially my breakfast foods. Today is a big day for her, because she is the featured model in quite a bit of my photographs that will be on display. She is from Ljubljana, Slovenia and is a former championship Ballroom Dancer with National and International trophies. I made us a triple cheese omelette with turkey bacon, and crab meat, her favorite. The Aroma woke her and she came stumbling into the kitchen and sat at the island counter. I placed her omelette in front of her and a bowl of fresh fruits, I don't drink coffee, so English Tea is what I usually drink and have gotten her in the habit of drinking tea also. “What is this” asked Ariana, what is what I replied. “This package sitting next to me”, oh that, that’s nothing I said, “bullshit that’s nothing, the labelling on the package looks like the same labelling from our favorite online adult store, seriously Handsome what’s in the box”? It’s nothing baby, it’s just a string of Pearls, I responded. “You mean like my Pearl necklaces, bracelets and anklets”, yeah something like that, but slightly larger. At this point I was hoping she would have known what I was talking about because we have had this discussion in the past and Ariana is frightened when it comes to talking about anything that involves insertion into her backdoor. However, I did come close once and almost succeeded in inserting a butt plug in there while I was giving her head but she started getting tense and it began to feel uncomfortable so she asked me to remove it, which I did reluctantly. Anyway we ended the conversation and ate breakfast, then showered and got dressed all before 6 am.          
         
As we entered the elevator we saw Shannon our neighbor, we exchanged pleasantries then a few more people entered behind us. At this point the elevator was packed, Ariana whispered in my ear “hmmm Shannon looks amazing. If I wasn’t your woman I know she would be, I see the way you guys look at each other, I knows she’s your secret crush. It’s ok I know you've known her longer than me, as a matter of fact I'd let you hit it only if I can watch the two of you together.” Ariana had her hand on my cock and I was aroused and hard as piece of steel pipe, “just look at her, Foxy Brown meets Dolly Parton with an ass like Alenka Bikar. If I was into women I’d like her to be my first and only” she said. Sheesh! I felt like I was going to bust out of my freaking pants like the Invincible Hulk, but thank goodness the elevator stopped on our garage level where my other baby was waiting. The 2015 Lexus RC F Luxury Sport Coupe is one of those vehicles that I like to call a poor man's Ferrari with a price range starting at sixty three thousand, three hundred and twenty five dollars, and has a top speed of one hundred and seventy one miles per hour. This car goes from zero to sixty in four points three seconds (that’s exactly how long my orgasms last), this sexy, pretty little kitty cat is my concubine, and I love the purring noises she make. It's absolutely amazing and the shoes she's rocking are Christian Louboutin Multi-Color Crystal Pumps, which are specifically manufactured for women’s feet who can afford the six thousand, three hundred and ninety five dollars price tag.          
         
We arrived at 316 E. Morehead Street in the News 14 Carolina parking lot at 6:15 am. We were hurried into a dressing room where we went over some of the questions that the anchor person was going to ask me about the exhibition and some minor personal information all photography related. The interview lasted thirty minutes, we wrapped things up around eight: am and I must say that things went extremely well. As we were exiting the building Ari kept tugging on my hand while whispering “baby you have the sexiest walk, your bow legs and that strong ass stance has my panties soiled, can we stop somewhere for a quickie, my pussy is tinkling and I need some exposure to your massive cock right now.” Smiling devilishly I planted a wet kiss on her sweet lips as we hopped into the Silver blueish RC F Coupe and made our way back to the Loft for a change of outfits and some rest before our next event at Ruth’s Chris, where they are hosting a special luncheon to promote my Photography Exhibition entitled “BONE APPéTIT: America’s Secret Underground Society”.        
         
As we entered our suite Ari starts undressing, leaving a thinly laid trail of clothing leading into the kitchen while I slowly began to undress myself. She grabs the package from the kitchen and opened it excitedly unleashing triple anatomical precise sets of anal beads in three sizes. Ten pearl shaped aesthetically pleasing beads ranging from quarter inch, half inch, and one inch in diameter on a nylon string with a knot between each bead and made of stainless steel. Ari reels with excitement because she has always said she would try anal beads if I ever had a major photography exhibition that featured her. But first as she wraps her arms around me and leaped up into my arms, she began kissing me and I felt a great rush of love, passion and unadulterated lust which immediately made me hard. Standing at attention she reaches down between her slender muscular unmarked legs and grabbed my long thick ergonomic slightly curved meat tenderizer with wild excitement in her eyes. “Oh fuck baby” she said, “your cock is so fucking hard and big”, shivering as if a cold chill shot up and down her spine, “it feels sooo warm, put that big ass dick inside me.” I laid her on the center island and slowly entered her quivering hot cunt as she wrapped one leg around my waist, staring into my eyes and said “yes baby, give me that dick”, to which I responded, you mean this dick, this grown man cock that is killing your pretty lil kitty right now? “Yes Yes Yes” she screams, “fuck me harder baby” with one hand grabbing my waist, I withdrew halfway touching her G-spot, she screamed louder “oh shit right there baby, that’s my spot, oh shit baby you hitting my fucking spot, oh fuck I'm going to cum. Ari places both hands around my neck, then raising her right hand placing it on the back of my head as she lifted both knees high around my lower rib cage, all the while looking intensely at me, kissing me hard and passionately as her entire extremities shake like she was riding a mechanical bull. In a matter of seconds she pulled me snugged into her and as her head tilts backwards she lets out a loud frightening yet pleasurable scream, I immediately felt her tummy tighten, then I felt the warm gush of cum coating my head then all around me, my balls and thighs became soaked as she released a second wave of orgasmic flooding.        
         
“Damn baby, that took only four minutes,” yes it did I answered. I grabbed a cup, filled it with cold water and submerge the half inch medium string of metal pearl shaped beads inside and placed the cup in the freezer for about ten minutes as we hugged and kissed discussing what outfits we will wear to the Luncheon. I took the beads out the freezer and added a thin layer of lubricant on them, while she got on all fours. “Baby please take your time back there”, I will baby, I said in a soft yet commanding tone to let her know I was in complete control of this situation in order to help her relax. I inserted the first bead, she shivers and says “it cold but it feels good”, I waited for a few seconds for her to adjust to the sensation then I inserted the other beads one at a time. I turned her over so that she is now laying on her back once they were completely in with only the hoop left outside. With her legs spread open widely I Kissed her beautiful lips with my moist lips and mouth, “grrrrrrrrrrrrrr” as she shivers, her legs twitching, “damn Franklin baby you know how to eat my pussy,” “shit!” she screamed as her inner wrist is pressed against her lips giving herself a kiss of ecstasy, “daaaaaamn baby you really know to eat my pussy”, why yes I do, I proclaimed sounding like I am agent provocateur Bond, James Bond. As I licked slow and long, tasting the sweet sticky silky liquid licorice, she began wailing in hot passionate bliss. Placing my right thumb inside the hoop as my two middle fingers are inserted into her vagina gently massaging her G-spot.          
         
My main focus when I perform cunnilingus and want any woman to cum is the clit, sure licking her pussy lips, sucking and kissing her inner thighs, and tongue fucking her feels great, but that is just foreplay. That is just to build excitement sought of like an appetizer before the main course, which is the clitoris (or as some dude explained to me when I was growing up, the little man in the boat). This pink morsel has one purpose and that is pleasure, pleasure pleasure, it is the only part on a woman’s body which sole purpose is to serve as her pleasure center. Tiffany has a big clit which I absolutely love, she would never let other dudes go down on her because she thought her clit was abnormal and ugly and was situated way to close to her vagina opening. But after some reassurance and creative photography of her clitoris and vajayjay, and once I explained just how extremely fortunate she is to possess such a beautiful clit with such a great size that it would make her orgasms more intense, I was able to convince her into letting me perform cunnilingus on her. After the first time she was hooked, she was able to have upwards of five or more orgasms orally in a thirty minutes span, in fact I could make her cum anytime I wanted her to cum orally.          
         
The triple threat as I like to call it, anal beads, tongue on clit, and a finger G-spot massage, simultaneous action of pleasure that at times can seem maddening. Ariana holds the sides of my face with widened fingers as her clit dances the dutty whine on my tongue; how does the beads feel baby? “It feels wonderful baby, never felt anything like this”, responding while lovingly looking at me. I know this woman’s body so well that all I have to say is, do you want to cum? and with a yes answer my tongue moves rapidly and my fingers stroke her G-spot is a long slow curling motion feeling her rigid flesh. As she squeezes and whines her ass, she exhales sweet sexy sounds reminiscent of classic Jazz ballads performed by Lena Horne, Sarah Vaughan, Billie Holiday and Nina Simone. She raises her butt cheeks and I placed my left hand underneath holding her up like the Atlas Man with (the world) Ariana, my world on my shoulders, her legs sturdy and tensed. “Baby I'm gonna cum, oh shit, fuck, I'm cumming”, her womb fluttering as her heart raced and pelvic muscles weakened, awaiting the onslaught of water being ejected from three gorges dam, quickly I breached the contact between fingers and G-spot and slowly pulled on the string of pearls one at a time. Her body heaves like a patients receiving a therapeutic dose of electrical shocks to her vagina and anus, the string of pearls my defibrillation device causing her to double skeet. Epileptic aftershocks yields more orgasms as my baby lays on the center island barely able to keep her eyes open. All this in the span of one hour, having to lift her and carry her into the shower, showering her with love and affection, lathering her delicate skin with dove “man I love this woman.”        
         
The rest of the day went well, the luncheon was well attended, the BONE APPéTIT: America’s Secret Underground Society at Bechtler Mint Museum was packed beyond belief. It was hailed as one of the most dynamic displays of eroticism, sensuality and pleasure indulgence since the sexual revolution era of the sixties and made local and national headlines with features appearing in the The Charlotte Observer, The Wall Street Journal, USA Today and US News and major television and cable news stations.        
         
Arina was such a big hit at the exhibition that Playboy featured her as a centerfold a few months later.  And as for her first experience with the string of pearls, well lets just say she went from being a freshman Undergrad, eventually graduating from the half inch, moving on to Graduate school flaunting the one imch every time she gets in the mood, which I might add is quite frequent.
Written by thewatcher33
Published | Edited 19th Aug 2024
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