The Ascendancy of Rose Parker

Rose stood by the full length mirror, looking resplendent in the attire of a sexy feme-fetale in a French film noir; embellished with a svelte corset which gleamed with the sheen of black satin. Her hair was the richest and deepest of browns, flowing in natural swirls and eddies beyond her shoulders and down her slender back. Her figure was delicate and lithe; an attribute showcased to great appeal as she stood in silhouette against the gentle pastels of the room. Her complexion was reminiscent of an antique porcelain doll; pristine as a mountain stream. Her presence was commanding... her sex appeal palpable.
Oh! She exclaimed with a coquettish grin.
You ruined my surprise! She said.
Dick's eagerness had gotten the better of him as he showered and towelled in an expedited effort to  return to Rose's company. When he left, Rose was in full attire; dressed in a simple black dress, gathered in to a tiny waist and tastefully cut at the knee line. He returned to find her in a breathtaking state of undress.
Dick was transfixed like fauna stunned by bright light. His body inert as he struggled to swallow the lump which had formed in his throat. She turned to face him, joining the last of the unclasped hooks of the corset. She approached him, her bare feet softly padding, felinesque, on the lush carpet beneath. Her posture and movements revealed a casual grace and elegance that was intensely sexy and quintessentially feminine.

A busy near-silence descended upon the room as they kissed. It was the kind of silence that took over at dinner parties when a sumptuous meal is served and being paid it's due attention.

Dick breathed her in deeply, soaking up her very presence as he held her in his arms. He soon became intoxicated with her; the softness of her lips, the delicate play of her tongue, the suppleness of her body, the sweet smell of her skin and the gentle silkiness of her hair.

The moments passed with interminable pleasure as the air became thick with the sounds of breath and passion. The tactile exploration was thorough; performed with affectionate hands, mouths and tongues.

Mmmm. Rose crooned. You're a good kisser.

Dick felt flush at the compliment. He lay Rose flat on the crisp linen of the bed and pushed aside some of the excess cushions. He lay a trail of kisses from her mouth down to her nether-region. He soon had Rose writhing with pleasure, with one arm stretched out above her head, grasping at at loose sheets whilst the other hand firmly held a handful of Dick's hair as she guided him upon her bucking pelvis. As she reached orgasm, Rose arched her back to tremendous degree and held Dick's mouth firmly to her pleasure zone.

Through heavy breaths she panted, That was... unexpected!

Dick's unassuming exterior and mild demeanor had left Rose unprepared and she clearly was not expecting to encounter such cunnilingual delights. The thought of bringing Rose to such a satisfying climax brought Dick a tremendous sense of pleasure as he rolled over and melted into the mattress besides her. Rose, however, had plans other than recuperation.

Come with me. She said as she slid off the bed, shooting Dick a lascivious smile.

Dick watched as she pulled a chair from the dresser and carefully positioned it before the full-length mirror adjacent to the door. With a saucy smirk, she patted the base of the chair, inviting him over to join her. Dick look askance at the chair and then at Rose. What debaucherous designs did she have in store for him? Was it going to hurt? Would he be able to walk straight afterwards? He looked for signs of a restraining apparatuses or implements of pain, but not a thread of rope nor leather whip was to be seen. There was only the promise of pleasures unknown and the luring intrigue of discovering them. With a cocktail of excitement and apprehension coursing through his veins, Dick acquiesced and seated himself in the chair.

Rose stood before him; she cut an impressive figure in the mirror with her long silky locks cascading over her shoulders and down her back.

I want you to enjoy the show. She said, and with that, she descended upon Dick's erect manhood.

The mirror reflected a visual feast of erotic delights. A beautiful nymph on her knees; her spine arched and hips flared; her rounded posterior cheeks like mountain peaks of porcelain.

Dick watched as Rose reached behind, her delicate feminine fingers tenderly probing her own labial fringes whilst she consumed Dick's swollen member with voracious intent. Her head bobbed and twisted lithely as she worked his manhood to a wet dewy glisten.

Between Rose's erotic display of digital self-stimulation and the mind-altering fellation she was now performing on him, Dick was very quickly becoming overwhelmed.

I just don't know where to look! Dick whispered.

With her mouth full, Rose stifled a giggle of amusement.

There was much passionate gasping and raising of eyes to the heavens.

Dick could hear the muffled conversations of passing strangers outside in the hallway. If Rose could hear them, she made no sign of care or interest as she continued her oral gymnastics and self-indulgent vaginal play. He felt a rush of perverse excitement at the thought of strange ears voyeuristically pressed against the hotel room door; straining to capture the odd sexual expletive or other erogenous utterances appurtenant to one who is on the brink of sexual euphoria. 

Dick gently grasped Rose's face and guided her off his strained manhood. He kissed her gently and whispered into her ear, I want to be inside you now.

They returned to the bed where Dick lay her flat and positioned himself above her. He raised her long and silky-skinned legs to allow for greater ingress before he entered her in a single deep thrust. She have a brief curtailed gasp at the sudden penetration. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him close; their bodies skin to skin.

Endorphins! So blissful and gratifying, flooded Dick's consciousness. He could not believe how much more he wanted her, even now when he was already deep inside her. He allowed his bodily desires to quench as he drank deeply from Rose's pool of sexuality. He thrust long and deep and savored the sounds of intimate felicity that escaped her lips until, finally, he could not contain himself. He came hard. With Rose's arms wrapped around him, he allowed himself to become lost in a long passionate kiss.