The Great Weekend

i was up on the sixty seventh floor, smoking in the balcony, relaxing and writing my journal while the tiny desk lamp illuminated my lap. it was around three in the morning and i really love the temperature. i was parralel to the building, i could see the whole side of the condominium complex, until a sim light a few floors down caught my attention.

it was close and bright enough for me to see a woman wearing nothing but a black mesh nightie and a pair of black thongs. I lingered and watched for awhile. I started to get aroused, but stopped myself from holding my dignity.

My imagination must've been playing on me, I saw her dancing as if she was dancing for me. I saw the change in her mood, and I melted as I felt her looked at me straight in my eyes for a few seconds, smiled and then turned off her lamp.

I just told myself, what a nice day, and continued writing in my journal.

I was startled by a knock on my front door. Laying my journal and my pen by my bed, i walked to the front door and opened it.

There she was in my front door. I was frozen, I don't know what to do, I was nervous, I was scared as I wondered, did I do something?

She looked up at me, smiled and without saying a word, kissed me. With my human instinct, I kissed back, not really knowing what to do. She slowly pushed me inside the room, and gently closed the door behind us.

She caressed my chest, never letting go of our lock. My mind ran wild as to what will happen next as she pushes me to my own bed, i fell down, giving us apt space for me to look at her mere perfect curves. She crawled on top of me, continued kissing me, sucking my tongue, as she grinds my crotch against hers.

I reached out and touched her hips and slowly move up to her chest and breasts. Her nipples were stiff as I caressed them. I can hear her moan and whimper through our kiss. I pulled away from our kiss as i slowly move my lips to her neck and through her shoulder bone.

She started to pull my pants down and let my shaft free as i suckled and lick her nipples. She held my shaft without completely removing my pants and underwear, while i moved on to her other breast.

I felt her warm and moist blossoming lips against the head of my hard shaft. She rubbed it against her wetness with her hand, at the same time holding my jaws with the other pulling my face away from her breast and kissed me. She slowly descended down letting me in inside her as we both moaned within the kiss.

She held me close while we continued kissing, as she moved and grinded on top of me. I was about to cum, when I felt her grip on my penis tightened, and her rythm was moving faster, i whispered I'm about to cum. She didn't stop moving, i felt her nails digging in my back, her muscles tensed up for a long time, she relaxed, continued kissing and grinding me. I filled her up with my own cum a few moments later, as i held her hips moving with her rythm.

We lied down side by side in my bed, as i wondered is this real? She whispered in my ear, aren't you going to write about this? I guessed she saw my journal by the lamp desk. She stood up, grabbed my pen and journal, handed them to me, and went to sleep holding my penis.

I wrote about what happened. After writing I looked at her sleeping and smiling peacefully by my side. I placed my journal on the side and went to sleep.

I woke up feeling contented at the scent of coffee brewing. She was on my couch reading the paper. I stood up, she looked at me and said "good morning." I smiled and replied back with a smile and told her "good morning to you too." I hurriedly went to the restroom and pissed, not even bothering to close the door.

I went out of the restroom and there she was, holding a cup of coffee, offering it to me. I accepted it with a kiss and asked her, what was her name.

She replied "that's not important," smiled at me, and left my room.

I went on with my Saturday, and came home early. The door was unlocked, I slowly went in and smelled food coming from my kitchen. It was her cooking. I looked at her, and saw her wearing a small blue tank top and a blue boy shorts. I must've stood there for awhile when she broke the silence by saying, "you left your room unlocked," and smiled at me.

She moved on by holding my hand and led me on to the dining table. Not uttering a word, she put the food on top of the table and served me some. I was staring at her for the longest time and I'm sure she noticed. She scratched her shoulder bone, giving me glance of her breast, she was teasing me as she pointed to my food. We ate in silence.

After eating, she cleaned the table and went to the restroom. I followed after her and did my business.

When I went out, she was in bed pretending to sleep. I lied next to her as I whispered "what's your name?" She replied only with a kiss. A kiss that started us to get going.

We were about to sleep, I touched her down there, and it was full of our cum. We made love the fourth time, before we fell asleep.

At around 3am, I was awakened by her giving me a blowjob. I pulled her up and kissed her. While we kissed, she slowly guided me into her, letting me have her again.

We fell asleep without even having me unplug from her. I woke up in the morning, looked at the side where she slept and found my journal on it. There was a note and an earring on top of it. the note says "thank you for the most wonderful weekend you gave. i know you collect earrings from women you slept with, put this one in your journal, along with the story of our weekend. love heather graham."