Treality Stories Vol. 01

A modern love in the making - The second best pickup line used on me ...

All characters are well over 18 years old and include 'Rocket Man' and 'Sparkling Red' who first met online a few years ago as their alter egos 'Jardine Man' and 'Mimbabe'.

These are their stories mostly written by Rocket Man from both their perspectives - often of their same adventures in love. Some of the Stories, such as this one though, are written by Sparkling Red with her own perspective and very enthusiastic input. I love her stage setting and turns of phrase especially after she has had had one of her sensational Gin and Tonics or two ... She is just the most fabulous lover - as you are hopefully discovering!

Rocket Man and I were discussing the best pickup lines we'd used or had used on us as I loved his "If you're ever in Canberra ..." one the best. And it worked a treat on me. I asked if he wanted to hear of the best pickup line used on me until then back when I was known by many as 'Prudence'.

We meet in a bar in Melbourne somewhere in the city. He was sitting across the room, a beer in his hand. Your eyes travel up my body until they burn into mine. I'm sipping on a G&T with my friend 'Tracey' to let you know that I'm a real woman, because everyone knows gin drinking women are strong. I turn and chat with Tracey and tell her I've picked you and that I want you and I decide to give you The Look and you nod. Hmm, a player I'm thinking.

You strut towards me, taking your time so you can come up with whatever pickup line you feel like using on me. You make yourself at home on the stool next to Tracey and I, never letting your eyes leave mine. We flirt, and I squeeze your arm. Your hand rests on my thigh ever so lightly. It will be high enough to make me wonder, but low enough so as to make sure I'm not uncomfortable. Tracey knows where this is headed and leaves to go pickup her prey for the evening too.

You lean in close. Your breath tickles my neck, and I lean in closer, eager for that little flame to run through my body. You scoot your chair an inch or two closer to mine. Close enough that our legs will be zig-zagged and touching. Your hand continues to travel further and further towards my area the daylight never sees. You whisper something sweet about how beautiful I am in my ear and that every man's eyes are on me. I tell you how lucky you are to sit with me tonight and give you a small smile. We continue to flirt and you buy me another drink. You comment on how you like a girl that likes her drinks strong, like her men stronger and those that can dance especially.

Hmm, nothing new here!

I bite my lip hoping it will encourage you to kiss me as these lines aren't working. You watch me do it knowing full and well what I'm trying to do.

You pull me to the dance floor and place your hands on my lower back. I wrap my hands around your neck and you pull me so close that I feel your growing hardon through my dress. We rock back and forth to some sappy, slow song, and you never let an inch of our bodies not touch. You move my hips in the direction you need, and I run my fingers up your neck and through your hair. A set of faster songs start to get the blood going and I get the message that you can move very well. It's getting hot in here and beads of sweat are forming down my back and between my breasts with two rather obviously very erect nipples rising. This man is actually turning me on now which is new.

You nibble on my ear a little and finally ask me if I want to leave and go somewhere as you now say that I'm beautiful and you want to lick all the sweat off my naked body. Given your kisses and dancing, I softly smile and nod my head - yes please.

You take my hand and lead me towards the door. I trust you enough to get into a cab with you as you whistle one down in a matter of seconds. Fifteen minutes later we are standing in your doorway and you are staring at my lips. I am aching for you to kiss and lick me just as you promised and I take a step forward, letting you know it's OK. You take the bait immediately and push me up against the door, moulding your mouth to mine. Your hands travel down my body noting the sweat from our dancing and on to the hem of my dress. You break away from my lips just long enough to see in my eyes that I don't want the dress on anymore. You pull it over my head, releasing my mouth for a moment. You return your lips to sucking on my neck and licking the sweat off my back and upper chest and cleavage, careful not to leave a mark. You feel my blood racing through my veins under your lips. My hands shake with excitement, so you help me remove your shirt while I move to cup your also obvious hardon through your pants. You pause for a second, closing your eyes, and throw your head back in delight. You're savouring my touch.

As I remove your belt and tug your zipper down, I reach into your boxers and grab a full fistful of you. I move my hand up and down feeling you grow harder beneath me. I drop to my knees, forcing your pants down and you help me by kicking them off. I trail my hand down your chest slowly and stare up at you. I lick your sweat off too as I pleasure you long enough for you to be completely ready for me. You pull me back up onto my feet and push your lips onto mine. You reach around my back to unclasp my bra. It falls to the floor and you look down at me to get the full view. You grab a fistful of my hair and pull backwards, exposing my neck for you to lick like it's a treat. I moan in ecstasy and push my chest forward, eager for you to nibble and lick a little lower even. My hands rest on your hips; I'm too distracted now to do anything else. You wrap your hands under my butt and lift me up, forcing my legs to wrap around your waist. You carry me to the bedroom and lay me down, never breaking your mouth from mine. You rip off my panties and dip your hand into my lower regions, between the folds, to the tender spot that's throbbing for attention. I arch my back and you smile because you know you hit the right spot. I run my fingers up and down your back, lightly scratching while I lick your sweaty neck occasionally kissing to get a reaction. Your hand continues to circle me, and I grab two handfuls of your butt pulling you closer to me. You retrieve your hand, knowing immediately what I really want. You get to lick the sweat off my pussy too!

You reach into your nightstand to grab your protection and I help lower it on you. You position yourself directly above my entrance and slowly push in. I sigh and smile because I got what I wanted - your sweat on and in my pussy that you'll now have to lick off. As you pulse in and out of me, I moan occasionally and tangle my fingers through your hair. I pull you into a deep kiss and you wrap a hand around my neck and give it a small squeeze. A fire begins to burn between us, hot and heavy causing more sweat! You recognize it too and begin to move faster, harder, and deeper.

I release my mouth from yours as I can't hold the scream back any longer. You flip me over, careful not to leave my body. You have full access to my back and backside now, so you'll run your hand up my back to the nape of my neck. You again grab a handful of my hair, wrap it in your fist and pull hard, and begin thrusting into me wildly once again. I wince because it was way too hard, but my body liked it from the heat radiating from me. You're hitting deep inside me, blissfully painful, and you look like you're not stopping until we're both satiated. You keep pounding away and it's not doing it for me, so I reach down between my legs to help myself finish and you let out your own screams as you pull the protection off and finish coming over me. You collapse beside me, breathing heavily, and I stay on my front despite wanting to flip onto my back. You stroke the side of my cheek and give me a soft kiss as you do lick the sweat off my back which was very nice of you.

Thank you for telling me I'm beautiful and offering to lick the sweat off my naked body. You were so damn good at it but it wasn't enough to go back for seconds as Tracey used to say.

Well Rocket Man I finish, I hope you'll be equally good at doing that for me - do you want to get hot and sweaty with me as I feel My Rule 2 needs to be invoked.

Rule 2. Yes I'm very happy and I'm horney as f¥€k for you Rocket Man.

Sparkling Red and I hope you enjoy our Treality and we truly welcome any and all constructive comments you can offer us.