"Hi," Jon said, walking towards her. "Hi," she managed to say, her voice barely a whisper. Her heart was pounding so loud, she was sure he could hear it. "What's your name, honey?" Jon asked her, taking her hand, placing it on his chest, and brushing his other hand down her cheek. She could feel electricity between them, the heat from his touch scorched her flesh. "Penny," she answered, her voice trembling. "That's a beautiful name. A beautiful name for a beautiful lady." He touched her hair, bringing his face closer so he could take in her scent. He ran his finger over the fullness of her lips, remembering the sweet taste from earlier. The thought caused his cock to stir in his jeans. She looked up at him, his eyes were full of passion and want.
Penny brought her hands up around his neck and he bent to kiss her, slowly and gently at first, running her fingers through his hair. He parted her lips with his tongue and searched her mouth, tasting her. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs. She pulled back slightly, smiling up at him. He grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her to him once more. She could feel how hard he was becoming, and smiled to herself.
She pulled back again. "So Mr B." she said. "How often do you do this kind of thing?" "Actually, I haven't done this kind of thing for a long time," he answered, running his tongue along her collar bone and up the side of her neck, making her shudder. He smiled, "so this is her weak spot? I'll have to remember that," he thought. "So why me?" she asked him, running her nails down his back, making moan in her ear. "There were thousands of women out there, what is so special about me?" "Well, if you must know, even from up on the bridge, I took one look in your big brown eyes and just knew I wanted to get lost in them. I'm a sucker for beautiful eyes."
He lifted the hem of her t-shirt up, just a little, to find the flesh underneath. He ran his fingers up and down her spine, making her moan deep in her throat. She threw her head back, exposing her throat. He took full advantage of this, placing little butterfly kisses on her neck, making her wetter. He moved her back, against the wall and pulled her t-shirt off, exposing her lace clad breasts. Her nipples were hard and he gently sucked them, one at a time, through the thin lace, making her gasp. His cock was straining within the confides of his jeans. He pulled off his own t-shirt, exposing his perfectly toned chest.
He continued his assault on her nipples, making her wetter still. She slid her hands down his chest and undid the buttons on his jeans, finding him naked underneath. Naked and hard. She rubbed her hand up and down its length, making him moan with pleasure. "Baby, what are you trying to do to me?" he asked, his breath ragged with passion. "I'm trying to do what I have dreamed of doing to you for a long time," she said, sucking gently on his neck. "I feel like I've died and gone to heaven," he said, slowly pulling the zip down on her jeans. He brushed his fingers over the lace of her panties, and dipped his fingers in to her, feeling how wet she was. She moaned in his ear as his fingers worked their magic inside her, bringing her close to the edge, moving faster and harder inside her, kissing her neck. He could feel she was about to come and he moved his hand away, making her gasp. "No, please!" she begged. "Not yet, baby," he said, "I want to taste you."
He moved her over to the chair, slipping his jeans off and discarding them on the floor. He told her to sit down and knelt down between her thighs. He slid her cowboy boots off, and pulled her jeans off. He un-hooked her bra and exposed her breasts fully. Taking a nipple in to his mouth, gently sucking on it, until she felt like she was going to come again. Slowly making his way down her body, tracing his tongue down over her ribs and then her stomach, he found the lacey edge of her panties. He ran his tongue over the lace, moving closer to her core, making her moan with pleasure. He licked her through the material, just tasting her.
She grabbed the back of his head, lifting herself up to meet his tongue. He pulled back, teasing her. "Please, don't stop," she begged, "make me come." "I will baby, I promise. I want to drive you as crazy as you're drivin' me right now." He pulled her panties down, over her thighs and down her calves, lightly kissing her where the flimsy material had been. Working his way back up her long, sexy legs, he teased her until she thought she couldn't take any more. He pushed a finger in to her and teased her clitoris with his tongue, working her up again, higher and higher. She laced her fingers in to his hair, pulling him closer to her.
He replaced his fingers with his tongue, tasting her sweetness, making his cock even harder. She gripped the arms of the chair, biting her bottom lip, trying hard not to scream as he ran his tongue along her slickness. Sucking on her clit, he put his fingers inside her once more. He could feel her tighten around his fingers as she rose closer to climax. He sucked harder on her button, and worked his fingers harder until she couldn't take any more and finally came. Her juices ran down his fingers and he licked them clean, enjoying her sweet nectar.
Panting, she sat up and pulled him closer to kiss him, tasting herself on his tongue, turning her on more. She ran her nails down his chest and his stomach, following the line of fine hairs just under his belly button. She grazed the tip of his cock with her knuckles, making him jerk with the sensation. Clasping her hand round his thick length, she moved her hand up and down slowly, licking and kissing his neck, feeling his breath quicken on her skin. She told him to stand up, then lowered her self on to her knees in front of him. Looking up at him, she teased the end of his cock with her tongue, running her nails up and down his spine, she gently sucked his balls, then took him in to her mouth. She sucked him, while expertly using her tongue on the underside of him. He held the back of her head while he fucked her mouth.
Sensing he was about to come, she released him from her grasp, making him groan. She licked her way up his body, slowly until she was stood facing him. "God baby, I wanna fuck you so bad," he said, kissing her neck. "Do you have anything?" she asked. "No, I don't. I wasn't expecting anything like this to happen, so I wasn't prepared. I have too much respect for you to carry on without protection, unless you want to? I want to feel myself inside you so much, but I understand if you don't want to go any further." he replied. She ran her finger over his lips, smiled up at him and said, "Well I am on the pill, so I think we'll be ok." With that, he pulled her closer to him, parting her lips with his tongue, moaning deep in the back of his throat. "I want to feel you come, babe," he breathed in her ear.
He gently sat her down on the chair behind her and knelt between her thighs once again. Taking one of her nipples in his mouth, he rubbed her clit, making her breath quicken. Pulling away from her breast, he looked deep in her eyes and plunged into her. She came right there and then, gripping his shoulders, her muscles tightened around his throbbing cock. He moved in and out of her, faster and harder, building up to his own orgasm, until he couldn't stand to hold on any longer. Throwing his head back, he moaned loudly, emptying himself in to her, making her come again.
Exhausted, he lay his head on her shoulder as their breathing slowed. "Wow," he whispered in her ear, nibbling on her lobe. "I couldn't have put it better myself," she replied, brushing a stray lock of hair from his eyes. "Well, I'm really sorry to do this, but I've got to move, honey. My poor knees are killin' me," he said, gently pulling out of her, making her gasp. She could feel his come dripping down her legs. "I'll be right back, I'll just grab a towel." "Oh my God," she thought, "have I really just had the most amazing sex of my life with Jon Bon Jovi?" she just couldn't believe it. Her thoughts were interrupted by Jon re-entering the room. Handing her a towel, he reached for his jeans, while she cleaned herself up.
Pulling on her panties and t-shirt, she walked over to the table and handed him the glass of wine she poured for him earlier. "Thank you, baby," he said, swallowing it down on one gulp. "Man, I needed that." He poured another for the both of them and handed her a glass. She stood there, feeling awkward. He sensed the tension from her. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked, with concern in his eyes. "What happens now?" she asked. "Well, if it's ok with you, I'd like to find out more about this beautiful, mysterious woman stood in front of me, half naked, who has just awoken something in me I thought had been dead for a long time. Baby, you have done something to me and I want more of it, what ever it is, I want more, a lot more." he looked at her, searching her eyes, trying to figure out what she was thinking. She took a sip of her wine, letting it linger on her tongue, thinking about what he had just said.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she looked up at him and smiled, "Baby, there is nothing I'd like more." He walked towards her, taking her glass from her hand, and kissed her, deeply. "Come on, let's get out of here," he said to her cupping her face in his hands. "Will you come with me?" he asked. "I thought I just did," she said with a cheeky smile. He smiled back, the laughter lines around his eyes making him look even sexier. "No, I mean come back to the hotel with me, I want to explore you all over again. I want to feel you come for me again. Will you?" he asked, his voice almost pleading. "I don't have anything with me, no clothes or anything" she said, pulling her jeans and boots on. "I'll take care of everything, I just want you all to myself. All you have to do is relax and enjoy yourself." "Well, that sounds like an offer too good to turn down," she answered, flashing a sexy smile. "Give me ten minutes and I'll be right back. Just help youself to more wine while I get a few things sorted and then you're mine, baby." And with that, he was gone.
Penny brought her hands up around his neck and he bent to kiss her, slowly and gently at first, running her fingers through his hair. He parted her lips with his tongue and searched her mouth, tasting her. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs. She pulled back slightly, smiling up at him. He grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her to him once more. She could feel how hard he was becoming, and smiled to herself.
She pulled back again. "So Mr B." she said. "How often do you do this kind of thing?" "Actually, I haven't done this kind of thing for a long time," he answered, running his tongue along her collar bone and up the side of her neck, making her shudder. He smiled, "so this is her weak spot? I'll have to remember that," he thought. "So why me?" she asked him, running her nails down his back, making moan in her ear. "There were thousands of women out there, what is so special about me?" "Well, if you must know, even from up on the bridge, I took one look in your big brown eyes and just knew I wanted to get lost in them. I'm a sucker for beautiful eyes."
He lifted the hem of her t-shirt up, just a little, to find the flesh underneath. He ran his fingers up and down her spine, making her moan deep in her throat. She threw her head back, exposing her throat. He took full advantage of this, placing little butterfly kisses on her neck, making her wetter. He moved her back, against the wall and pulled her t-shirt off, exposing her lace clad breasts. Her nipples were hard and he gently sucked them, one at a time, through the thin lace, making her gasp. His cock was straining within the confides of his jeans. He pulled off his own t-shirt, exposing his perfectly toned chest.
He continued his assault on her nipples, making her wetter still. She slid her hands down his chest and undid the buttons on his jeans, finding him naked underneath. Naked and hard. She rubbed her hand up and down its length, making him moan with pleasure. "Baby, what are you trying to do to me?" he asked, his breath ragged with passion. "I'm trying to do what I have dreamed of doing to you for a long time," she said, sucking gently on his neck. "I feel like I've died and gone to heaven," he said, slowly pulling the zip down on her jeans. He brushed his fingers over the lace of her panties, and dipped his fingers in to her, feeling how wet she was. She moaned in his ear as his fingers worked their magic inside her, bringing her close to the edge, moving faster and harder inside her, kissing her neck. He could feel she was about to come and he moved his hand away, making her gasp. "No, please!" she begged. "Not yet, baby," he said, "I want to taste you."
He moved her over to the chair, slipping his jeans off and discarding them on the floor. He told her to sit down and knelt down between her thighs. He slid her cowboy boots off, and pulled her jeans off. He un-hooked her bra and exposed her breasts fully. Taking a nipple in to his mouth, gently sucking on it, until she felt like she was going to come again. Slowly making his way down her body, tracing his tongue down over her ribs and then her stomach, he found the lacey edge of her panties. He ran his tongue over the lace, moving closer to her core, making her moan with pleasure. He licked her through the material, just tasting her.
She grabbed the back of his head, lifting herself up to meet his tongue. He pulled back, teasing her. "Please, don't stop," she begged, "make me come." "I will baby, I promise. I want to drive you as crazy as you're drivin' me right now." He pulled her panties down, over her thighs and down her calves, lightly kissing her where the flimsy material had been. Working his way back up her long, sexy legs, he teased her until she thought she couldn't take any more. He pushed a finger in to her and teased her clitoris with his tongue, working her up again, higher and higher. She laced her fingers in to his hair, pulling him closer to her.
He replaced his fingers with his tongue, tasting her sweetness, making his cock even harder. She gripped the arms of the chair, biting her bottom lip, trying hard not to scream as he ran his tongue along her slickness. Sucking on her clit, he put his fingers inside her once more. He could feel her tighten around his fingers as she rose closer to climax. He sucked harder on her button, and worked his fingers harder until she couldn't take any more and finally came. Her juices ran down his fingers and he licked them clean, enjoying her sweet nectar.
Panting, she sat up and pulled him closer to kiss him, tasting herself on his tongue, turning her on more. She ran her nails down his chest and his stomach, following the line of fine hairs just under his belly button. She grazed the tip of his cock with her knuckles, making him jerk with the sensation. Clasping her hand round his thick length, she moved her hand up and down slowly, licking and kissing his neck, feeling his breath quicken on her skin. She told him to stand up, then lowered her self on to her knees in front of him. Looking up at him, she teased the end of his cock with her tongue, running her nails up and down his spine, she gently sucked his balls, then took him in to her mouth. She sucked him, while expertly using her tongue on the underside of him. He held the back of her head while he fucked her mouth.
Sensing he was about to come, she released him from her grasp, making him groan. She licked her way up his body, slowly until she was stood facing him. "God baby, I wanna fuck you so bad," he said, kissing her neck. "Do you have anything?" she asked. "No, I don't. I wasn't expecting anything like this to happen, so I wasn't prepared. I have too much respect for you to carry on without protection, unless you want to? I want to feel myself inside you so much, but I understand if you don't want to go any further." he replied. She ran her finger over his lips, smiled up at him and said, "Well I am on the pill, so I think we'll be ok." With that, he pulled her closer to him, parting her lips with his tongue, moaning deep in the back of his throat. "I want to feel you come, babe," he breathed in her ear.
He gently sat her down on the chair behind her and knelt between her thighs once again. Taking one of her nipples in his mouth, he rubbed her clit, making her breath quicken. Pulling away from her breast, he looked deep in her eyes and plunged into her. She came right there and then, gripping his shoulders, her muscles tightened around his throbbing cock. He moved in and out of her, faster and harder, building up to his own orgasm, until he couldn't stand to hold on any longer. Throwing his head back, he moaned loudly, emptying himself in to her, making her come again.
Exhausted, he lay his head on her shoulder as their breathing slowed. "Wow," he whispered in her ear, nibbling on her lobe. "I couldn't have put it better myself," she replied, brushing a stray lock of hair from his eyes. "Well, I'm really sorry to do this, but I've got to move, honey. My poor knees are killin' me," he said, gently pulling out of her, making her gasp. She could feel his come dripping down her legs. "I'll be right back, I'll just grab a towel." "Oh my God," she thought, "have I really just had the most amazing sex of my life with Jon Bon Jovi?" she just couldn't believe it. Her thoughts were interrupted by Jon re-entering the room. Handing her a towel, he reached for his jeans, while she cleaned herself up.
Pulling on her panties and t-shirt, she walked over to the table and handed him the glass of wine she poured for him earlier. "Thank you, baby," he said, swallowing it down on one gulp. "Man, I needed that." He poured another for the both of them and handed her a glass. She stood there, feeling awkward. He sensed the tension from her. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked, with concern in his eyes. "What happens now?" she asked. "Well, if it's ok with you, I'd like to find out more about this beautiful, mysterious woman stood in front of me, half naked, who has just awoken something in me I thought had been dead for a long time. Baby, you have done something to me and I want more of it, what ever it is, I want more, a lot more." he looked at her, searching her eyes, trying to figure out what she was thinking. She took a sip of her wine, letting it linger on her tongue, thinking about what he had just said.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she looked up at him and smiled, "Baby, there is nothing I'd like more." He walked towards her, taking her glass from her hand, and kissed her, deeply. "Come on, let's get out of here," he said to her cupping her face in his hands. "Will you come with me?" he asked. "I thought I just did," she said with a cheeky smile. He smiled back, the laughter lines around his eyes making him look even sexier. "No, I mean come back to the hotel with me, I want to explore you all over again. I want to feel you come for me again. Will you?" he asked, his voice almost pleading. "I don't have anything with me, no clothes or anything" she said, pulling her jeans and boots on. "I'll take care of everything, I just want you all to myself. All you have to do is relax and enjoy yourself." "Well, that sounds like an offer too good to turn down," she answered, flashing a sexy smile. "Give me ten minutes and I'll be right back. Just help youself to more wine while I get a few things sorted and then you're mine, baby." And with that, he was gone.