Excerpt From The Novel Rendevous (ADULT SCENE)

Chapter 11 Jorge and Veena get together before leaving for India (Caution Love Scene)

Veena dropped by to deliver the package Obrien had shipped to her address. One of my roomies had let her in and she's standing at my bedroom door when I looked up from the Grisham novel I was immersed in.

She was her usual caramel colored voluptuous, sexy self. She stood neck high in front of me, dressed in a brown and yellow print sundress that put her tanned back on display and barely contained her medium natural perky breasts. The dress draped her ethnic blessed shaped hips and stopped just short of her smooth knees, exposing her smooth muscular calves, well shaped by her strict daily regimen in the gym. Her coal black hair was parted in the center and sprouted straight down to her neckline.
Her petite smooth feet were wrapped in brown strapped sandals with a moderate heel She had even gone to trouble of getting a personalized pedicure. Her right toes spelled out Jorge in small subdued white letters airbrushed on red polished nails.

She had really loaded up for this visit.
She walked into my rented bedroom looked around then commented

"You've downgraded baby"

"No choice, but I still have my above standard requirement for the finest woman in DC" I said spinning her around and wrapping my arms around her kissing her full on her voluptuous crimson lips, making sure my rapidly enlarging manhood was resting against her stomach.

"Woooooooooo, you missed me" she purred.  She dropped the package in her hand on the floor and reached down and grabbed my God given man card.

"You damned right I missed you baby" before I could finish she had stood on her tip toes and silenced me by pressing her opened lips against mine, sliding her tongue into my mouth. My hands slid down the smooth flesh of her exposed back and were resting on her grinding taunt hips, gripping them as they gyrated and giggled. Her perfume was erotically intoxicating, coupled with the cherry taste of her lip gloss and her minty scented breath.

Although Venna made her living in the streets, she was not of the streets. She had her own home, paid for by high end off the streets heists. She was terrified of drugs and loose sex as well as jail. She shopped in all the high end stores, and had a college degree in economics.  She drove a late model Benz and was good at what she did, which simply was stealing.
She was a lady first, and a completly classy one that anyone can see at home brushing arms with  French Poodle socialites, but can be a stone cold freak during the right occasion.  

I pulled and massaged her tongue and lips with my mouth as she held my throbbing token of attraction with one hand and dug deeply through the back of my shirt.  She released the grip on the manhood long enough to run her hand down the front of my button down shirt.  The buttons sounded like popcorn popping as they fell on the wooden floor from Venna frantically ripping my shirt open.  My heart rate and breathing increased as my left hand pulled the loose string of the knot holding her dress together.  It fell open to reveal her caramel colored medium bouncing breasts with hardened nipples. Her soft stomach and a triangle of red silk connected on the left and right by two thin strings covering her lower mid section.

My lips found their way to the side of her neck as she as she arched her back to wiggle the dress off her shoulders letting it drop to her slim waist where my arms  held it in place. I promptly loosened my grip and the dress dropped to her sandaled feet as the force of my grinds and thrust caused her to tumble backward unto the sofa.

She reached between the hot sweaty sandwich of our stomachs, groping for the snap on my jeans, and popped it open.

"Baby you have to come out of the clothes "she whispered into my ear and ran her hand down my boxers at the same time.

I pushed myself up and she grabbed the open waist of my jeans along with waist of my boxers and in one downward swoop, they were at my ankles. I popped my Nike's off got out of the jumbled jeans and underwear as she reached up from her reclining position with a well manicured right hand and began stroking and massaging my back causing flashes to reverberate throughout my body.  She didn't want a premature episode so she politely laid back and slowed the pace. It was all I could do to refrain from spraying her with my God given lubricant as she lay on her back in the red silk g-string framing those plump dark thighs.  

As I reached down and lightly massaged her trimmed nest beneath the small red triangular silk patch, she reached up with her right hand and ripped the opened buttonless shirt off of my torso, and flung it across the room. By now she had a firm grip on my steel hard erection and was twisting, pushing and pulling the outer skin causing my mind to take off in orbit. Her breasts were heaving up and down as her temperature rose rapidly evident by the moisture on my massaging fingers.

I bent over and with one free hand began massaging; sucking and licking her protruding nipples while the other one alternately stroked the sides of both breasts from the nipples back to her armpits and back again.

She was whimpering with pleasure as she hooked the thumb of her free hand around the skimpy left side string of her panties at the same time lifting her hips from the sofa and sliding them off her hips down her legs and off of her feet one at a time.

The sight of her perfectly trimmed pleasure nest raised my level of desire a few hundred notches and before I realized it I was drawn to showing my appreciation by kissing the perimeters and center point of focus, successfully extracting moans from Veena.
She had repositioned her head so that it was off the sofa and strategically between my opened legs as I stood bent over to reach her love nest.

I slowly swirled my index and middle finger in and around her moist soft fleshy tunnel while softly yet with a firm tongue licked her hard throbbing clitoris. The taste of her heightened my arousal even further on the Richter scale and judging from her kicking legs, whimpers, and moans; she was climbing that scale too.

I felt her hair brushing against my thighs as she lifted her head to sliding my stiff diamond hard token slowly through her fleshy lips past her slick tongue saturated with thick saliva.  She softly created a mind bending cocoon by wrapping her entire mouth and lips around me.  She slid my rock solid flesh back and forth in a rhythmic pace as my grunts and inhales increased.  I had to reposition my stance by placing one knee on the arm of the sofa above her head and standing with the right leg so I would be an angle to easily slide right into her mouth.  What we had was a creative 69 that was working overtime.

I reached down and grabbed her ankles, spreading them, and at the same time pulled them toward her head, I dove down letting my tongue ignite hotter fires in an already flaming wet mid section.

"Jorge, ohhhh Jorge, you big bad dude, ohhhhhhhhhhh shit!!!!!! Damymmmmm baby!" She managed to say. She was squirming with the force of a bodybuilder.

"Veena, baby, take it all, it's all yours you got it up now get it down baby."
 
Her thighs pressed against my shoulders and her stomach was violently gyrating against my chest as my mouth and tongue worked feverishly.

Before she got me to load, I reluctantly withdrew from the eye rolling toe curling cocoon and walked around to position myself to mount her. Her wide stretched legs beckoned me with urgency as she lay flat on her back with her eyes closed.
I lowered myself between her legs and slid slowly and deeply into her as I kissed her full and deep on her lips.

Her gyrating grinding hips immediately went into a rapid almost violent rhythm. I uncontrollably responded with each of her up thrusts with a down thrust forceful enough to drive her deep into the sofa causing the frame to creak loudly in protest. The feel of her nails digging deep into my back only heightened my passion further. She locked her legs around my waist and locked her mouth with mine kissing me hard and long between outbursts of passion. The sofa was moving over the floor from the passionate thrusts.
After fifteen minutes of missionary, I withdrew from her. As good as she looked face up she had a back side treat that was too good not to see.  She stood and walked to the arm of the sofa furthest away from the door.  With her hips jiggling, she climbed up on the sofa arm with her knees and supported herself by extending her hands straight down into the sofa cushions. This elevated her back end to the perfect height right at my waistline.
 "Slam the back door on me baby, hard" she muttered

I walked behind her elevated plump juicy hips, parted them and entered her now well worked tunnel of joy slowly, savoring every move within.  I grasped her upper thighs pulling her hips against my stomach.  She immediately began moving her hips in swift circular and up and down motions. I went deep, causing her to scream coupled by the sound of her fat hips slapping against my pelvic section. For the next thirty minutes we held the position and the urgency, alternating between my grapping her shoulders and hair for leverage.

"Oh baby hit it hard, keep hitting it heart, damn you're the best" she managed to get out.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! The rhythmic sounds of her hips slapping my stomach cracked the few seconds of silence during the ordeal.

I  was really plowing into her  now, reaching up and around her bent torso to fondle and squeeze her breasts as I kept up the rhythm, deep long and hard.

"Please baby, slow down, Ow! Oh shit! Dim,  babee dis is toooo dammmm goood.." She was getting incoherent with passion. "My godd!!!!!!!  Geezusss you're hitting every spot man!"

I held her by the shoulders and her face was plowing down into the sofa cushions muffling her screams of pleasure.
The unmistakable twitching and jerking of her body and the stretching of her legs along with her clawing her nails into the sofa  cushions confined she was entering into orgasmic europium. She was violently trembling and shaking her head from side to side. And she was taking me with her as my eyes felt like they were twirling in their sockets. I felt tiny pin pricks all over my body and my mind being swooshed away as began that rapid dreamlike orgasmic rollercoaster drop. My breathing became uncontrollable as the inhales pumped pure exhilarating oxygen to my brain.  Each breath inhaled was a refreshing mind bending high. She was beating her fist on the sofa and kicking her legs up and down rapidly.

"Oh Veena, Veena baby, damn baby I'm coming and flying, Veena awww shi...." She had me calling her name over and over as I withdrew from her and sprayed her jiggling hips with a stream of hot wet thick gel.

"Jorje, come on baby, bring it home to mama baby, let mami have it pa pi!!" That's my man that's it!!!!

She flipped over and sat up to clean the remnants of the hot ejection with her lips and tongue. My knees grew weak as I reached between her opened wet thighs with my left hand and massaged her hot wet oozing flesh. There is no way in hell any crack high can be better than Veena.  I don't care what the crack heads say, I thought as I never lost my erection because it felt as if it was sliding in and out of a warm glob of petroleum jelly.

"Gimme the money shot  baby" she said between pulling and pushing with her mouth.
"Ahh Veena  baby man oh man baby I could get hooked" I had a handful of her hair with my free hand pushing and pulling her head back and forth.

She tightly crossed her legs, trapping my massaging fingers.

"What's the matter baby too much?" I joked

"Fuck you, I got this motherfucker, just hold on to the hair and enjoy the roller coaster ride"

At that point she picked up the rhythm, increased the depth, and used her hands to stroke my scrotum and within thirty seconds I lost it. I lost it big time, all over her lips, neck, breasts and crossed thighs. I thought it would never stop coming.

Before I could come down she got up grabbed my shoulders turned my back to sofa and shoved be back unto it my head hitting the cushion hard.

She straddled my head and began a ride that rivaled that of any pro horse jockey. I was smothered in the sweet smell of her and almost drowned by the thick moisture as her short curly hairs tickled my nose as my tongue was forced to lick, suck, and nibble her hardened clit as well as slide my tongue in and out of her soft hot slick tunnel.
She moaned and groaned and grinded all the while stroking my scalp with both hands. She was going for climax # two and she was getting there fast.

Her back was arched and her head was thrown back as she whimpered loudly and for the second time within sixty minutes started to tremble and shake violently and call me incoherent names.

She screamed and fell backwards unto my legs and thighs, we both spent and drained.

"Baby, you're just too damned good. A girl could get hooked behind your lovin" she said with her head resting on my legs.
"Look who's talking. A whole lot of men would not hesitate to kill for pussy like yours. Some just straight lose their mind." I was stroking her thigh.

"You won't have to do that, just keep laying the pipe like you do. You and only you can get this any time of day or night you want to. Damn, you leave girl with something to think about. Make a woman wanna buy you something."

She got up and went to the table and picked up the cigarettes. Her nakedness was starting to light another fire, so I got up and pulled the sofa out into a bed as she lit two cigarettes and waited until I had the sheets on and pillows in place before handing me one.

She picked up the ash tray from the table and lay across the converted bed on her stomach placing the ashtray on the floor beside the bed. I inhaled deeply from the cigarette she handed me. There's something to be said about that after sex cigarette. Might not be good for you but it sure as hell was good.

"What are we drinking mandingo?" she asked turning on her side to face me as I stood.

"I've got a Jack stash up here, coke water and ice is downstairs."

"Hook me up with a straight Jack."

As I got two glasses and a pint of Jack out of the closet she enjoyed her cigarette and inquired as to how I wound up moving in this house.

"Accident" was my reply as she sat up in the bed and took the half full tumbler of Jack Daniels from me.

I sat on the edge of the bed in front of her, stuffed out what was left of my cigarette, and picked up the yellow envelope she dropped when she came in. I took a large swig of my drink the warm liquid heightening my warm fuzzy feeling as it went down
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"Came in the mail" she said wrapping her legs around my waist with her manicured feet resting in my groin area. She strained to reach over the edge of the bed to drop her finished cigarette in the ashtray.
"So far Obrien has been right on point"

I ripped the top of the envelope off and dumped the contents on the bed beside me.

Inside were two American Express gold cards for Venna and myself, confirmed hotel reservations for the  Inter Continental New Delhi Nehru Place hotel, airline tickets for two from Reagan National Airport to India Gandhi International Airport. There were also customized local maps of Nehru Place, flight credentials for obtaining a chopper and English to Indian language translation dictionary.
"Looks like your boy came through" Veena said peering over my shoulder and lightly kissing it at the same time.

I handed her the credit cards "Grab the phone and activate these"

She held onto my abdomen with her entwined legs around my waist as she reached over and retrieved the phone from the rickety scarred end table and started dialing.

I used my cell to contact Obrien and confirm I had received the package. It was a short conversation and ended quickly.

I studied the map and massaged Veena's toes as she finished up activating the cards.
After about fifteen minutes of pushing buttons and yeses she reached back over to the end table and replaced the phone in its stand.

"Baby you are in bed with some big paper" Both cards have a $500,000 limit with overdraft approval up to $10,000. Both good to go from this point on." She kissed the small of my back and lay back on the bed. "Let's get some sleep baby and iron out the details in the morning."

"Sounds like a plan to me." I said gathering the contents off of the bed and putting it into the envelope and putting the envelope on the chest of drawers.

The last thing I remembered was the soft feel of her breast against my cheek as I drifted off into a deep wonderful sleep.