The female spies that Raquel recently dispersed have located the target. She scans the on-board screen for incoming information. It’s reported to be sitting alone in an empty banquet room. It is most likely frightened, anxious, and ohh soo vulnerable. Raquel is smiling lasciviously and massaging the tingle between her legs as She maneuvers her blood-red Lamborghini to the curb of “Happy Together.”
Inside the lavish wedding venue, Rob, the handsome twenty-one-year-old groom is lost in his thoughts. Marriage is such a watershed moment in anyone’s life, yet Rob’s resolve is unshaken even though he’s scared ‘shitless’ about the future. Living with the lovely and loving Marci will be wonderful. He’s inherited a fortune from a great uncle, so he’s financially set for life. Still? He swallows the lump in his throat and cautiously checks his watch. Less than two hours of singleness remaining. He closes his eyes and feels the quickening pulse in his temples. Just then, another rhythmic sound begins to fill his ears. The unmistakable clicking of feminine high heels gets louder.
Ms. Raquel Raper is arriving.
Rob opens his eyes to the ravishing vision approaching. The sunlight streaming into the room reflects off shimmering gold. The sight and aroma of fur and animal skin shocks his senses. She is exquisite, a towering Amazon beauty. Every curvaceous surface of her spectacular hourglass torso undulates in sensuous waves. Her extremities sway and swing in perfect harmony, beckoning any and all cocks to arise in her presence. Rob’s does, swiftly, uncontainably.
As Raquel nears, her gaze takes in the instantly swelling bulge in his tuxedo slacks. ‘Umm, that will do nicely,’ She tells herself vainly.
Of course, his response is typical male arousal. Something She expects, something She prides herself in creating. When Ms. Raper parades through a chic club, prowling for worthy prey, male members routinely stand at full attention as She passes. When useful prey is found, Her grinding them into submission always fills the boys' pants with cum, both victim and observers.
She slows, saunters around the table at which he’s seated. Gliding along its edge She stops directly at the side of her prey. He’s a huge hunk of meat, a former college linebacker. It’s a lot of territory to explore and claim. Raquel knows She will soon reign over all his flesh.
Silently, She poses, allowing his already pitifully hungry gaze to feast on her magnificence. After a few moments, Raquel shrugs her shoulders and fur falls away, only to reappear in Her hands. In an elegant motion, the cape swirls around Rob’s neck and settles on his back and down his arms. She adjusts its position slightly, pulling it closer to his neck in an overtly possessive movement. She’s laying Her claim to this one.
Raquel’s scintillatingly seductive gaze focuses on Rob’s willing lips. His captivated stare is into Her dark, mysterious, come-hither eyes. Her soft hands and long, supple fingers wander over a shirt collar and up creamy skin to cradle his head. Moving it gently, but firmly, into an upturned position She leans forward. Polished lips, lush pillows of temptation hover an inch above Rob’s.
“This is The Kiss of Growing Lust,” She faintly proclaims before dipping down in for a short, but torrid embrace. Rob sighs softly into her open mouth. Raquel disengages, allowing Rob to take in a gasp of air.
With his attention entirely captured, She discerns that her erotic aura has already overwhelmed his senses. She accelerates the assault by sliding a right leg along his muscular thigh causing his clenched hands to contact a smooth, skin-fit, metallic legging. Instinctively, Rob moves his hands forward and tenderly touches her intoxicatingly fragrant crotch.
“Ummm,” Raquel purrs like a gratified kitten. This is seduction of the highest order. She knows of no man, no boy, no girl who has ever denied Her once they’ve touched the fantasy goddess she is. Also, she becomes certain that Rob will be a swift, precision score. Again, she attacks.
Raquel pulls the boy’s lips upward until they just barely touch hers. Her tongue slips out to tap the space between the upper and lower surfaces of his portal. Compliantly, he opens up and She trusts inward. Meandering about, She feels him shudder ever so slightly, so she withdraws to whisper, “This is The Kiss of Undeniable Desire.”
Rob’s head is swiveled around smartly as Raquel furiously frenches him. He initially stiffens to resist Her but in seconds he surrenders and is taken by the flow of passion she exudes. Her right leg pushes to separate his meaty thighs and it continues inward till the knee contacts a trouser seam. It slides up and onto his zipper then proceeds over the curve of his boner and comes to rest at the very pinnacle of his cock.
Raquel ends the caress abruptly and turns his face sideways just enough to glide along his cheek to the lob of his ear. A moist probe does a slow, teasing circle around the channel before retreating.
“Yes, darling,” She coos with a voice dripping in sexual heat, “I want it. All of it, and I want it, nowww!”
Rob’s mind explodes with instant confusion. ‘Marci,’ he struggles to form a mental picture of her when all he sees is ravishing Raquel. “Ohh,” he groans, noo-ah-ah.” Nimble fingers are rapidly unfastening the snap and tearing apart the zipper of his trousers. He struggles to free his hands from between her tightly, powerfully clutched legs. When they do break out, he frantically raises them to push Raquel away.
What he presses against are enormous twin masses of gloriously firm mounds, coated in slick golden latex. ‘Ohh,’ his mind rages, ‘Her tits.’ He instantly bends his wrists back to end the contact, but Raquel arches her back and lunges forward. Now his helpless hands are completely filled with pliant flesh and at the center reside big, hard nipples that indent his palms. Tipping his head down, all he sees is the deep cleavage between bodacious, mouthwatering breasts. He freezes, unable to release his grip on the world-class pair.
Moments of agonizing uncertainty pass through him, while down below Raquel has exhumed his enormous member. Its entire height is glistening with pre-cum and She encircles its girth with sinewy fingers and give it a long, tantalizing up and down stroke. That certainly shocks Rob out of his stupor, but before he can gather his wits, Raquel bends downward.
Of course, the bulbous head of his erection enters her mouth first. The tip of a hot, wet tongue cruises around his hood, darting along the most sensitive underside of his glans. “Ahhh,” is all that Rob can possibly manage, as inch by inch his steel-hard shaft is being consumed. A tongue swirls around its circumference followed by teeth gently raking its surface features. Fingernails dig into the base of his member and fingertips press firmly against his swollen balls. The head of his monster cock touches the very back of Raquel’s deep orifice. Her lips close against his hardness and forceful sucking begins.
Rob’s brain is shot skyward by the heavenly sensation. Never, ever has he sensed such a consuming, carnal desire before. All caution is discarded. Deep, animal lust takes its place.
Rob runs his fingers along the silky surface of her platinum blonde mane marveling at its luxurious thickness and amazing length. He follows the bobbing motion of her head as his cock throbs savagely. He needs to cum. He craves this goddess. He wants to fuck her forever.
Raquel senses the closeness of his release and parts her lips and in one swift motion extracts his cock from her hot mouth. The upward movement continues as her white-hot tresses whirl about, and she raises her face toward the ceiling as would a wild wolf. A deep, dangerous growling sound ensues and echoes in the empty room.
Looking back down at Rob, he sees a burning crimson tint in her eyes and a venomous smirk on her drop-dead gorgeous face. With lightning quickness, Raquel grabs his cheeks and plants a vicious kiss on his lips. She bites his lower lip forcing an avenue into his opening which she instantly fills with a lancing tongue. He tastes the sticky substance she is spreading around his cavity and realizes it’s his pre-cum. He reacts with a full-body shudder and a pathetic whining sound which is muffled by their coupled mouths.
Raquel abruptly shoves Rob away and snarls, “That was The Kiss of Divine Dominance.” She shoves him again harder, and then again even harder which causes his chair to recline awkwardly back against the wall. Rob is left at a precarious angle, his arms and legs dangling on either side of the chair and his groin projected upward. His hard, glistening cock stands at the top of his arched torso. Before he can right himself, a thigh-high boot flashes through his field of vision.