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More than you can take down,” he answered as he stretched out to get a glass. Natasha grabbed the bottle from his hands and waved her index finger in his face.


No glasses,” she said pulling the cork out with ease. Mitchell looked at her and smiled.


I have to admit, I am loving this new you,” he said with a smile looking at her as she drank straight from the bottle. “Where have you been all my life?” he asked when she finally put the bottle down. She smiled back at him as she felt his hand on her cheek. She was feeling a bit buzzed but she knew exactly what she was doing and what she wanted….or who, for that matter. She put an arm around his neck and kissed him deeply. “Was that you or the champagne,” he asked when she pulled away. She smiled and put the bottle back in the bar.


This is all me, Mitchell,“ she said as she kissed him again. “All me,” she echoed as she secured both arms around him. She felt his hand slowly running up and down her leg as their tongues softly made contact. The limo came to a halt just as things were heating up. Natasha sighed against Mitchell’s hot lips as she felt him wildly running his hands on her back.


Damn,” he said with a laugh.


Damn is so right,” she said as she smoothed her dress and puffed her hair up. “Where are we?” she asked as the driver opened her door. She suddenly gasped when she saw the whole of Los Angeles at her feet. She marveled at the array of lights and well manicured lawns beneath her feet. “Oh my God,” she whispered as she made her way out of the car. “The Griffith Observatory?” she asked in surprise. She looked at Mitchell who stood smiling as if he had just done the most normal thing in the world.

He nodded as he made his way around the car to where she was. He took her hand and together, took a few steps before he finally stopped, standing behind her. She felt her emotions take the better of her as a tear slowly rolled down her cheek. “I can’t believe that I’m really here,” she said in a low voice. She suddenly turned to look at him. “Wait, its Monday right?” she asked him. Mitchell nodded.

“Yeah it is, why?” he asked looking at her.


The observatory is usually closed on Mondays,” she said. “Oh my God, Mitchell, are we here illegally,” she asked looking around for any sign of security guards coming their way.


I am sure they would have noticed a black stretch limo on their cameras,” he said holding her waist. She smiled up at him and felt her cheeks flush a little despite the cool evening air.

You did
this
?”She asked as he brushed off the tear using his finger.


In your application, you mentioned that one of the things you would do for you was visit the Griffith Observatory alone,” he said. “Well, you’re not really alone right now, but I guess I wanted to share in the magical moment,” he added planting a kiss on her forehead. Natasha felt her stomach turn. She could not believe he listened to her this much. He had even gone the extra mile to make private arrangements just for her. Her panties suddenly felt wet. She wanted to give herself to this man more than anything.


No one has ever made me feel so special,” she said looking up at him. He smiled and spun her around.


Then enjoy this,” he said making her face Los Angeles. He then took his jacket and draped it over her shoulders to shield her from the cold air. As they stood there, watching Los Angeles in the glory of the evening light, the driver was busy clicking away on a camera that he had obviously carried at Mitchell’s request. When she finally realized what was going on, she resorted to posing, something she would normally not do.

After taking enough snap shots, the two went back inside the limo and Natasha just wanted to be in his arms again. She hated that she was already feeling this strongly for Mitchell after such a short time. She was not sure whether that would be a good or bad thing. All she knew was that she wanted to live in the moment and for now, that moment right there with Mitchell in the limo, was the highlight of her day, actually her week.

“Tell me one thing,” Natasha started as she looked at Mitchell. “Why me?” she asked. Mitchell took a long deep breath.
“Maybe he’s been asked this before,”
Natasha thought as she looked at him.


You are not fussy,” he said without blinking. Natasha looked at him questionably.


Fussy.” she said. “I don’t know what that means,” she finally said shrugging. Mitchell laughed before running his fingers through his thick waves.


My surname is my biggest cross,” he started as he took a grape from a dish in the mini bar. “Every woman I’ve been with was with me for the alimony checks and the flashy lifestyle,” he added as he popped the grape in his mouth.


That really happens?” Natasha asked. “I thought it was just something people did to popularize films,” she added.


Oh it happens,” Mitchell said. “Remember when I told you that I had a complicated love life?” he asked her. Natasha nodded. “Well, I was going through the final phase of my divorce then and the woman, well, let’s just say that her drama should have its own reality show,” he finally said. Natasha smiled before finally laughing. Mitchell could be funny when he wanted to be.


So, I’m not fussy?” she asked with a smile. Mitchell shook his head slowly as looked at her then slowly ran his hand up and down her arm.


You are maybe my best decision yet,” he said. “I really want to see where this goes,” he added looking into her eyes.

As soon as he said this, Natasha looked at him and knew exactly what she wanted to do. She slowly let his jacket slip off her shoulders onto the limo floor as he looked at her. She was a bit nervous being the first person to make the move but thanks to the wine at dinner and the champagne she had earlier taken, she felt more confident than ever.

She shifted her weight a little so that she could get closer to him. Mitchell leaned forward and claimed her lips in a long sensual kiss that almost left her breathless. She slowly put her small hands on his broad chest and began working his buttons with her trembling fingers. Feeling her nervousness, Mitchell held her closer as he felt his cock twitch.

She felt him work his tongue inside her mouth as she got the last button of his shirt open. She gasped as she laid eyes on his carefully crafted abs. slowly, she ran her fingertips along the length of his torso before leaning to kiss him down to waist.

Mitchell’s breath was soon turned to short sighs and gasps of pleasure as Natasha’s hot mouth pleasured his body. She ran her tongue down his torso before trailing short, soft kisses on him. He felt small pimples forming on his skin as he closed his eyes in pleasure. Natasha then took one of his pecks in her mouth and let her tongue swirl around his tip making his cock twitch again. She then withdrew from him and smiled.

Mitchell opened his eyes to look at her as she undid the knot of her dress behind her neck. He gasped as the smooth purple fabric gave way to her two glorious breasts held in place in the black strapless bra she wore. The bra was carefully crafted so that her cleavage was well showed off. He breathed a long, low wow as his hand slowly moved up her thigh. She then began working his pants careful not to go too quick.

She would do anything to make this moment last forever. When he undid his zipper, he felt her throat tighten as her eyes landed on the biggest bulge she had ever seen. She pushed the scared thought at the back of her mind and pulled his pants off. He helped her with his boxer shorts releasing a long, thick cock from the constraints.

Natasha knew she was staring but she could not help it. Not only was this the first time she had ever seen a white man’s cock, it was also the one time she proved the stereotype that white men had small penises wrong. She felt her heart beat faster and faster, so fast that she did not even realize when he pulled her dress all the way down.

Natasha finally came to her senses when she felt the tightness of her bra relax as he undid the clasp of her bra. She trembled as he ran his palms on her hardened nipples. He pushed her on the seat and knelt in between her knees and then leaned forward to pull her panties off.
“Of course, you have to level the playing field,”
she thought. But instead of pulling her black panties off, Mitchell began kissing her navel as one hand slowly rubbed one breast.


Oh shit, he’s good. He is so…..what the fuck…”
Natasha’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted as he slowly pulled her panties down using his teeth. She now felt more turned on than ever as she looked at him looking back at her with her panties in between his front teeth. He threw the panties on the floor and then let his body slowly descend on her as he marveled at the feeling of their two naked bodies touching. Natasha closed her eyes and ran her hands on his back as he nibbled at her neck.

Her wetness was now rubbing against his large member making her breath faster as he involuntarily rubbed her pleasure point. He trailed his tongue from her tongue down to one breast whose nipple he took into his mouth, sucking long and hard enough to make her tremble under his weight. He let the nipple out of his mouth only to take the other one in.

She moaned and squirmed as she felt herself inside his hot mouth. His hard tongue twirled around her nipple wildly almost as if he was revenging for her earlier action of similar nature. His involuntary rubbing was gradually pushing her over the edge as he continued sucking on her. She suddenly raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist, shivering wildly under him. She knew there was no way she could hide the fact that she had just had her orgasm from him.

He finally pulled away from her, releasing her nipple in the process. He wriggled out of her grip as she weakly collapsed on the seat. “Now, you’re ready for me,” he said in a whisper as he took a condom from his pants pocket.

“You knew this would happen,” she whispered panting.


You did too,” he said as he eased the condom on his raging shaft. “I saw the condoms in your purse at the hotel,” he said as he repositioned himself. She blushed when he said this.


I did,” she whispered as he came down to kiss her again. Natasha did not know this by then, but one of the reasons why he chose to kiss her then, was to make sure she would not scream. She could feel his head on her well lubricated opening. He went on kissing her as he slowly nudged the head in. She appreciated the fact that he was slow and patient with her. She was not a virgin but she had not had someone as big as he was.


What is he? Like eight, nine inches?”
she thought as he slowly pushed himself inside her. As soon as his cock head slipped inside her wet pussy, she knew she was in trouble. She moaned against his lips as he worked the rest of his length inside her. “
Ten! Definitely a ten or eleven….”
She thought as he slowly withdrew from her only to push himself back in.

After the first few minutes, he pulled away from her mouth and looked at her face as he slowly worked his cock in and out of her. He could see her face grimacing in painful pleasure as her cunt struggled to get used to his shaft. Soon, enough, the wetness inside her allowed him to slowly move in and out of her with ease. However, she was still whimpering. He pulled himself out of her and saw her face twitch as he did so. He looked down at her pussy which was no longer small and tight lipped but wide open, gaped, waiting for him to sink himself inside her. She opened her eyes to see him re-entering her, this time pushing himself to her hilt.

She gasped loudly as he sunk himself inside her smooth, inviting hole. Her fingers held on to the car seat as he picked up his pace. She had officially graduated from pain to desirable pleasure. Her tits bounced up and down as he worked himself in and out of her. Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead as he worked himself into a piston like frenzy. By that time, Natasha was loudly gasping and moaning her pleasure as her own body fluids worked their way to the surface of her skin. Mitchell’s pace and closed eyes made Natasha know that he was very well near the point of no return.

He suddenly lay down on her and flipped her over so that he was lying on his back. “
I’m not sure I can do this,”
Natasha thought as she struggled to move herself on his hard length. As if he could read her mind, Mitchell put his hands under her ass cheeks and helped her work her way on and off his cock. Soon enough, Natasha was being drop fucked onto Mitchell’s long dick. She was surprised that by this time, he could bury himself inside her all the way to her hilt. She slowly began twisting her waist as she fucked him. Mitchell let out a loud groan and put his hands on her breasts as she did so. It was quite evident that she was doing a good job judging by the way he moaned and how the gentle grip on her breast soon turned to be sheer erotic pleasure as he tightened his grip, maybe trying to hold on to the wild woman on top of him.

Natasha struggled to fuck Mitchell and stay in check without exploding for as long as she possibly could before she felt herself burst against his shaft. She screamed and moaned as he kneaded her breasts, gently but deeply until she stopped shaking. Just when she thought she was done, she felt Mitchell pushing his cock through her now highly sensitized walls. She screamed out loud as his spasms got the best of him buried inside her. He brought her down to rest her head on his shoulder as he continued thrusting upwards. Natasha was confused. Normally, men collapsed after an orgasm but Mitchell was clearly cut from a different cloth. He fucked her longer and harder until she finally felt him spasm again, this time, harder and longer than the first time. She shook uncontrollably as she felt the effects of his orgasm in her pussy. It was almost a never-ending pleasure for Mitchell. He finally stopped thrusting and held her quietly. The only sound in the limo was their heavy breathing and occasional moans.

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