Cinderella Returns – Midnight
I was over on SoulBounce.com, they have one of Q-Tip’s new songs over there called Midnight. Now this is the perfect time for me to bring back the Cinderella series. Enjoy
Now I must warn you this is going to be a bit graphic. She was my best friend, we were super cool. She would come with me to go shopping for sneakers, (my fetish before having kids) and I would go with her to dance auditions. We had just spent the day before in New York running around trying to find the building for an audition she had for a major artist tour.
Things were perfect we could talk about anything and that’s what we did, converse and laugh at many topics. If she needed anything I was there for her, and she the same for me. Yet it all changed one late night around Halloween. She was coming from a custom party and needed a place to stay. She informed me that she didn’t want to go into her mother’s house after midnight. So I said she could come over my house and go home in the morning.
She walked through the door in her custom, a sexy French maid outfit, some thigh high boots equipped with 4 inch heels and some black fishnet stockings. I gave her a hug as we always greeted and for some reason I still remember her scent. She wore a soft floral fragrance which set a chill up my spine. She didn’t have an overnight bag so I handed her one of my T-shirts and we climbed in bed.
We talked about the party, and decided to call it a night. About 5 minutes into our supposed slumber she placed her arm around me and started caressing my head. She looked at me in the dark, her glance so piercing that i could feel her stare gazing directly into my eyes. Before I knew it one of us leaned in and kissed the other. It was on; she reached and took out my shirt, kissed my neck and went down on me. Her mouth so warm and gentle there was a hint of love in each stride of her tongue. I was hard as a rock.
I pulled her up, lifted her shirt and began to show her chest some attention. I placed them in my mouth and explored her mounds focusing on her nipples, slowly moving my way down to her navel and below. Her moans of anticipation echoed off my walls. Thoughts of maybe we shouldn’t be doing this never crossed my mind, but maybe they should have. I reached into my dresser drawer and pull out a single condom. I rolled it on to my shaft, rubbed it up and down her love hole and inserted myself gently. I poked through the tension in the air and reached the bottom of her slit.
She reached up and embraced my back and it dug in and out of her body. I kissed her neck, ran my fingers through her hair as her hips showed me why she was the best dancer I’ve ever seen. Thought that this could be the love of my life filled my head. She was so perfect and we had brought it to the point where it could be more than friendship. I turned her over and hit it from the back. She rolled my over and got on top and rode me like cowgirl. I felt her love muscle tighten around the manxilla. It was time for me to get on top and finish the deal.
Starting slow, I switched it up and went in hard, pounding away, her moans told me she like it. She whispered just like that, oo0o0o’s and Ahhhhh’s in my ear. She told me to come for her. So I listened. I came, and i came hard. I pulled out only to see a ring of latex around my being. The look on her face was shock. I tried to comfort her; I tried to calm her down. She lay down w/ me, she didn’t say anything. Just silence. I tried to talk until i felt she was calm and ended up talking myself to sleep. It’s hard to stay up after a good late night nut. I woke up in the morning and she was gone. Just a note. I never saw her again. So my quest for Cinderella continues.
