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I wasn't sure how much of the discussion on Chelsea Lately about Sarah Colonna's bad luck with guys was purely comedy and how much was an accurate representation. Obviously the clip about Sarah's bad date was played up for comedy but it seemed to be based on fact. It got me wondering how somebody so beautiful and funny with a great figure like hers could continue striking out. I figured it wouldn't hurt to take a shot myself to see if I could prove that there were decent guys out in the world who were interested in her, so I went to her website. There was a page on her website to ask "What would Sarah Colonna do?" so I submitted a question to find out what she would do if a fan invited her to a baseball game while she was in his town to perform in an attempt to make up for her bad date, which also happened to be to a baseball game.
I was surprised when, not only did I receive a response via email, but the response came directly from Sarah Colonna herself. She indicated that she would be interested in attending a Rockies game with me when she was in Denver, but that it would have to be an afternoon game since she would be performing two shows each night. I immediately looked up the schedule and replied with some information relative to the dates she was going to be in town. She got back to me with a thumbs up, so I immediately purchased a pair of tickets in a section that would be shaded for the duration of the game. I think I honestly was expecting that, once the actual date approached, she'd beg off so I wasn't getting my hopes up too high that I'd actually get to hang out with her for an afternoon.
Again, I was surprised when the week of her Denver visit arrived and she confirmed that we were still on for the game. We exchanged phone numbers and agreed on when I'd pick her up at her hotel. I'd also suggested that we take the light rail downtown from where she was staying in the south suburbs near the comedy club so that she could get that unique perspective and I wouldn't have to worry about finding parking near the stadium. She was waiting just inside the lobby when I pulled up and I quickly introduced myself before opening the car door for her. I'd had butterflies in my stomach for days and was giddy as I realized that she was even more beautiful in person than she was on TV. Somehow I held it together, though, and, by the time we were on the light rail train, I had relaxed significantly.
We had fun on the ride downtown and conversation came easily. I wasn't expecting her to fall for me; I just wanted her to have a good time. She seemed pleased not only that our seats were in the shade, but also that I bought a beer for each of us, rather than drinking a beer in front of her like that douche she'd described on her bad date. It was a perfect day for sitting in the shade, drinking beer and watching a baseball game so we had an incredible time and, by the time we were heading back on the light rail, I was bumming a little that the day was almost over. What I didn't realize at the time was that Sarah wasn't ready for the day to be over yet, either.
"Why don't you park and come upstairs for a bit," she suggested as we arrived back at her hotel.
I didn't want to make too much of it but I had a feeling that it was a good sign. The signs got even better once we were in the elevator and we both apparently had the same idea to go in for a kiss. By the time we stopped on her floor, we were in each other's arms and, though we weren't making out passionately, there was some tongue involved. I was pitching a tent in my cargo shorts as we headed down the hall to her room. I followed her into the room and, at the foot of the bed, we started to make out again. My hands went down to her ass and I pulled her against my throbbing tool as I caressed it. With my goal still to show her the best time possible, I ended up dropping to my knees and unbuttoning her capris.
She seemed okay with me taking her capris down and planting kisses on her hips and abdomen as I massaged her ass through her panties. I slowly started to slide her panties down, as well, and was not disappointed to find that she was waxed completely smooth. I had her sit on the end of the bed and removed her capris and panties along with her shoes. I kissed my way up along her smooth inner thighs from her knees as she lay back, propped up on her elbows watching me. When I reached her pussy, I kissed the smooth skin around it before running my tongue up her slit and tasting the juices that were collecting there. She let her head drop back and moaned loudly as I licked her juicy pussy.
I was incredulous that I was actually licking Sarah Colonna's smooth pussy and I couldn't imagine that I'd ever want to stop. I slurped up her pungent nectar as she moaned loudly and rocked her hips, eventually slipping one of my fingers into her slippery pussy and licking her clit. She moaned even louder as I pumped my finger in and out of her while licking and sucking her clit, then flopped onto her back and grabbed my head. Glancing up, I could see her tits squeezed together and her hard nipples pushing against her shirt and bra. I couldn't wait to get my hands and lips on them even though I had no desire to stop eating her pussy. It was a conundrum.
I was pleasantly surprised when Sarah gasped and started to shake as she came but I kept up what I was doing through her orgasm and, since she didn't stop me when she'd finished cumming, I continued to eat her. Her pussy had been flooded with even more lubrication when she'd cum, so my finger was coated with her juices as I pumped it in and out and I knew that slipping my cock into her was going to be pure bliss. With this extra lubrication, I was able to slip a second finger in along with the first, causing her to start moaning loudly again. She was forcing her pussy up against my face as she held my head so I suspected another orgasm was imminent. Even though I wanted to make her cum again, I was also savoring the opportunity to be exactly where I was, so it wasn't all about her.
It didn't take long before she was tensing up, apparently on the verge of cumming again. While I was definitely still enjoying myself, my tongue was starting to tire out by this point and I was ready to receive a little pleasure myself as well. When she went limp and her body shook as she came again, I continued to stimulate her until she'd ridden out another long, intense orgasm and had gone still. I raised my head as she caught her breath, slipping my fingers from her juicy pussy into my mouth. As I watched her chest heaving, I couldn't help but reach out and caress her tits, feeling her hard nipples and gently pulling on them. She opened her eyes and looked down along herself at me and smiled, still appearing a bit dazed, then sat up. I immediately started to raise her shirt and she allowed me to remove it. After tossing it aside, I caressed her tits through her bra, again gently pulling her hard nipples, then reached behind her to unfasten it.
