1 True Passion

BY: Destiny © 1999

John hadn't seen Melissa since his high school graduation, and at first he didn't recognize her. But now he could not mistake this beautiful woman....still a girl, really, she would have barely been twenty...whom he had secretly lusted after for years. She was taller and thinner, and her hair had grown, but that angelic face that had haunted him unmercifully in his sleeping and waking dreams was as unchanged as the feelings of desire that now coursed through his body.

There she was, no more than ten feet away. Her sun-lightened brown hair was streaked with gold and platinum and fell down her back in shining waves, and her halter top and tight shorts accentuated her full, round breasts, trim, tight waistline, and slender long legs. She was about 5'6 and her body was tight and toned;she had been a dancer for years. Her skin was a radiant golden tan color, and her blue-violet eyes shone deeper, more mysterious and even more incredibly seductive than John could remember.

Their eyes met again, and Melissa regarded him coolly. One of the main reasons she had moved to Florida was to forget John and the way his eyes burned into her and made her weak in the knees. He was even more handsome than she had remembered with his light blond hair and tan muscular build and those eyes...those deep, bright, impossibly turquoise eyes which had made him so ultimately attractive to her. But nothing had ever become of her feelings for him, and although she had an unspoken promise to herself to never let this man into her life again...she was losing her determination under the power of his gaze.

John went to her and caught her arm, and then it was as though a bolt of electricity had ripped through her very existence. He smiled down at her. "I knew it was you...how've you been?"

It was hard to act so casual toward her when all John wanted was to take her into his arms and have her then and there, over and over. But he calmed himself for the time being and willed himself not to let his desire overcome him.

"I'm alright...and you?"

They continued speaking awkwardly and making small talk for several minutes as old acquaintances often do. But soon neither could stand there any more trying to hide the lustful feeings overtaking them.

"Look, would you like to go out somewhere? I'd like to...catch up," Melissa said quickly.

John raised his eyebrows. "I have some things I need to speak to you about also...some old, unfinished business if you will." He flashed her the smile that Melissa had always thought to belong in a toothpaste ad.

Melissa's dark blue-violet eyes lit up. "Great!" she said. The two headed to a local coffee shop down the street to discuss what each now knew perfectly well did not need discussing.

They sat down and ordered, and after a short silence Melissa looked at John suggestively, lowering her eyes and looking up at him through her long thick black lashes, and said, "You look wonderful."

"Thank you...you look great, too...I've always thought you were beautiful."

"Really?" Melissa seemed surprised. "I used to have a little crush on you but I didn't think you knew who I was." What an understatement, she thought.

"Oh yes I did...all the guys did. They all wanted you...I'm surprised you didn't know."

"Well, I spent all my time concentrating on my dance classes, I didn't have much time for dating." Then she added quickly, "My life is much less hectic now," and smiled.

"Are you seeing anyone?" John tried to act casual even though he didn't know what he would do if she was.

"Actually I'm not...what about you, are you still with Julie?" John saw her eyes darken slightly and he laughed.

"Julie?? No way, I broke it off with her a long time ago." Because I wanted you the whole time, he added silently.

"I'm sorry about that...you two seemed so happy together," Melissa said, secretly gloating inside.

" 'Seemed' is right...I was only with her because I was waiting for someone better to come along."

"Did you ever find her?"

"I think I have..." he said, and winked at her. "Would you like to come see my new apartment sometime?"

Melissa was speechless for a moment, and then said, "I'd love to come to your apartment...when is a good time for you?"

"How about tonight?"

"I'll be there."

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Later that night, Melissa thought back on that afternoon and could hardly believe what had happened. It seemed different from any experience she had ever had with a man. She had met John in high school, and he had awakened feelings in her that she never had experienced before. She was then, for the first time at 16, not only physically and emotionally, but also sexually attracted to someone. It seemed as though he had always had girlfriends, and when she left for Florida after graduation he had been in a seemingly serious relationship with a girl by the name of Julie. Melissa had gone to college in faraway Miami because her feelings for John were growing stronger every day, and it hurt her to see him with another girl. He had been with Julie for a long time, ever since he'd graduated the year before Melissa. Maybe if she went far away she could forget about him. Melissa had been involved in several relationships....along with several one-night stands...since her move, and until today she had barely thought about John in over a year. Now he was living here and she was on her way to see him again, and he seemed to have an interest in her. Melissa hoped that things would work out this time. She stepped out of the shower and dried off. She dressed in a short red dress and 4-inch heels which accentuated her long, slender dancers legs. She left her long shining golden waves loose. Melissa smiled at herself in the full length mirror, knowing that she looked great in the revealing dress. She had been blessed with a slim but curvaceous figure with full breasts of 34-c or -d, a tiny waist measuring between 21 and 22 inches, and perfectly flared hips and a round ass of just the right size, neither too big or too small, which measured an even 32 inches around. And with a face like Melissa's, makeup wasn't necessary. Her eyes were naturally wide, her soft lips full, and her golden skin flawless, but she applied some anyway. She glanced once more into the mirror, hating to be so high-maintenance but wanting to look perfect for John. She then got into her car and began driving to his apartment.

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The sound of the doorbell echoed through John's apartment and he leaped from the couch where he had been trying to relax and calm himself. He had never been nervous about seeing a woman, at least not like this...he always came across as cool, calm, and collected, but now he felt like a wreck.

He waited at the door for just a second to catch his breath and then pulled it open.

John was speechless for the first time in his life. Standing before him was a vision, a goddess, an angel looking up at him.

Melissa stood there, seeming to have a glow all of her own. Her hair and skin were gold, her eyes were illuminated by shades of silver and violet and blue, and her lips were a soft red. She smiled at him and said hello, having the same reaction to him as he was to her but hiding it quite well. John stepped aside, still speechless, and held the door open for her to come in.

When John finally regained his speech, he showed her around his apartment and then invited her to sit on the couch and have a drink. Things were still a little awkward, but the wine loosened both of them up and soon they were talking about everything imaginable. They talked for several hours and soon the conversation began to get more and more personal.

"I've actually been with more guys than I like to admit," Melissa confessed, lowering her eyes a little. "It was never what I wanted it to be...I mean, I guess it was fun, but it was like there was no passion in it."

"I know what you mean," John agreed. "I've slept with plenty of women, and I never had any trouble with it. When I wanted sex I got it. But all it was was sex, and it was missing something somehow."

Melissa nodded in agreement.

John took a deep breath. "There was only one person who ever made me feel like if I could be with her it would be perfect. I wanted her in every way..." He inched closer to Melissa, who was looking right into his eyes. "And I still do."

Melissa moved a little bit closer to him, her gaze unable to break away from his. His eyes were so incredible...they were crystal blue, the color of a tropical ocean. Every word he said seduced her more and more until she was under his spell. "I feel the same way about...someone," she replied. They drew closer, as though a magnetic force was pulling them together, and when their lips just lightly brushed each other it was electricity. For both of them, more passion existed in that sheer suggestion of a kiss than in any sexual encounter either had experienced.

"Your lips are so soft," he whispered just before their mouths touched again. Melissa's lips explored John's softly, cautiously, succumbing more and more to him until she felt his hands in her hair and then she kissed him deeply, parting her lips and allowing his tongue to probe hers gently.

John had been fighting a hard-on all evening, but he lost all inhibitions as his tongue played inside her mouth, running along her even white teeth and her soft lips. He stroked her long, long hair and ran one hand down her side, feeling her warm, sighing body responding to his touch.

Their mouths finally broke apart and in that moment Melissa knew that he would have her tonight and that she had never wanted anything more desperately in her life. She exhaled slowly and touched her fingertips to his as his lips began to devour the nape of her neck, cautiously and ever so gently. He kissed her earlobe and whispered into her ear, "You're so beautiful...I want you all night."

"You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that to me," she replied softly, her voice hungry and her eyes glazed over with lust. Their mouths engulfed each other more heatedly and their tongues wrestled. John's hands moved to Melissa's shoulders and began sliding down the thin straps of her dress.

Melissa broke the kiss and stood up in front of John. She slid the straps all the way down and the dress hung loosely over her chest, barely concealing her firm, ample breasts. She slid it down just a bit lower, stripping for him tantalizingly slow. Then in one motion, she slid the top of the dress down over her braless chest, exposing her lovely firm tits to him for the first time. Her hard pink nipples were on the small side, and he ached to touch one. John licked his lips and reached for Melissa's left tit, but she stepped away. "Not yet....I'm not done," she said teasingly. With that, she continued to slide the dress down, running her hands down her sides, moving her body to a silent rhythm. John's eyes drank in every curve, every inch of her lean supple body. Her muscles were quite well defined but still retained a quiet feminine grace that was exposed more and more as she slid down the dress.

Melissa finally let it fall to the ground around her ankles, and John almost gasped at the sight of her. She stood before him wearing nothing but a pair of tiny, sheer, black, g-string panties and heels. The g-string left almost nothing to the inagination, but that was ok with John; he had been imagining her naked body for years.

Melissa kicked the rumpled dress to the side and slowly, sexily walked to where John was sitting on the couch. He gazed at her body, up and down, then up at her face. "I knew you were gorgeous Melissa, but damn!"

She put one manicured finger to his lips to silence him, then lowered herself so she was kneeling with one knee on either side of his lap. The dim light of the room played off her body and it looked as though her skin had a glow of its own. Melissa lowered her face to his and traced the outline of his lips with the tip of her tongue. John raised his hands to her tits and cupped each one gently. They filled his large hands completely. John began stroking her hard nipples with his thumbs. Her tits were so firm and her skin was so soft; he had never felt anything quite like them.

Melissa stroked John's face and neck with her soft lips and warm tongue, gradually going lower until she reached the collar of his shirt. John had been undoing the buttons of his shirt while she was taking off her dress, and she quickly unbuttoned the rest and slid the shirt off. She began caressing his built chest and washboard abs with her lips and fingers. Her tits were still in his hands, and he started pinching and twisting her nipples. She let out a small gasp of surprise and pleasure, then continued working her way down his body, then up again, then just a little lower, so as to tease him.

John knew what Melissa had in mind, and he reached down to unzip his pants. Melissa's hands left his body and began ferociously pinching her nipples as he had been doing a moment ago. John's pants were bulging at the crotch, his erection straining to break free. He slid down his pants along with his boxers, and his rock-hard cock nearly hit the side of his lover's face. Melissa looked up at him with lust-filled eyes as the tip of her tongue found his cock and slid ever so lightly along the thick head. She licked up and down the underside of his cock several times, finding the most sensitive parts and moving her tongue in a circular motion. John tensed as Melissa trailed her tongue up the the very tip of his cock and slowly closed her lips around him.

His cock was thick and long, and Melissa had to work it into her mouth. He was only about halfway in when she felt his cock pressing the back of her throat. She opened her throat wide and let him slide the rest of the way in, nearly five inches of his nine and a half penetrating her throat. She moved her head in swift up and down strokes, her warm mouth moving over his cock as it entered her throat again and again. She stroked his balls lightly and lovingly with her fingertips, feeling them tighten as she sucked him off. Melissa massaged his cock with her tongue, pressing it between her lips, then pulled it all the way out just as a drop of pre-cum began to glisten on the tip. She rubbed the head of his cock against her full lips, licking the bead of liquid off of his cock slowly, savoring the taste. John's fingers were entangled in her hair, his eyes were closed and he was leaning back, enjoying every sensation coursing through his body. Melissa kept licking up and down his cock and balls, taking him in every so often, and then began impaling her face on his cock over and over until John felt himself swell and get ready to explode. She would then slow down again and let him recover from his near-orgasm, and speed up again, prolonging the pleasure.

Finally Melissa stood up and licked her lips and moved back from him just a little. John gazed at her with half-closed eyes, crazed with lust. "You....are so hot..." he breathed as she winked at him, her now swollen lips adding to her seductiveness. Melissa reached down and slid down her soaked panties, stepping carefully out of them. She put one stiletto-clad foot up on the couch beside him and used two fingers to spread her glistening pussy lips, exposing her slit to him for the first time. John couldn't believe how physically perfect Melissa was. The sight of her sweet little pussy only confirmed these thoughts more. It was small and pink and dripping wet. John cautiously ran one finger over her pubic area, right above where her slit started. She was shaved smooth, and he loved how his touch made her gasp as more moisture gushed from between her smooth lips.

John ran the tip of his finger over her dripping slit, then held his finger to her lips. She licked her own moisture from his hand and offered him a lustful smile. "Mmmmmm....baby you want a taste?"

John didn't need any more encouragement than that. He sat his lover on the arm of the couch and placed one hand on each of her shapely spread thighs. He began tickling her clit with his tongue, running it up and down the outsides of her pink pussy lips. Keeping his large hands on her thighs, he began to massage her outer pussy with his thumbs. Melissa sighed and began to breathe heavier. She tried to raise her hips up for her pussy to be covered by his mouth, but his hands held her firmly down as he continued to tease her with his tongue. At times it barely skimmed the inside of her, but when it did she shuddered and the muscles in her pussy contracted. Finally he spread her lips wide with his thumbs and he plunged his tongue deep into her hot, aching pussy. He let go of her thighs and rubbed her lower back with one, attacking her hard little clit with the other. John's mouth was all over Melissa's pussy, he was fucking her fast and furiously with his tongue. He glanced up at her and saw her watching him eat her out, her hips grinding up against him, involuntarily, with the rhythm of his thrusting tounge. Her fingers brutally pinched her hard, puckered nipples. Melissa's body was tensing up more and more when suddenly her whole body went limp, then tensed again, and John tasted the first sweet drops of her cum flowing into his mouth. Her hot cunt pulsated as he drank her sweet nectar, and she lay back, letting the sensation of the hottest orgasm of her life wash over her. When it finally subsided, John released her hot box from between his lips, rose up, and pulled her body to his, his mouth meshing with hers, letting her taste her own cum. Melissa was almost breathless with need for him; she had never had her pussy eaten like that in her life.

John stood up and pulled her up with him, not letting his mouth part from hers. His hands found her ass and began roughly fondling her luscious curves. His cock was so stiff that it almost ached, then he felt her hand close around his hard prick, squeezing and jerking it. The sweet smell of her perfume mingled with the scent of her pussy, and it was driving him insane. He needed her now, and he whispered this to her just as she broke their kiss and beckoned for him to follow her to the bedroom.

He watched her walk toward his bedroom door, her shining hair cascading almost to her firm naked ass which swayed back and forth as she walked to his room. John hurriedly followed her into the room, shut the door, and stood behind her, pushing her silky hair out of the way and kissing her shoulder. His hard cock pressed against her ass for just a second, then she turned and lowered herself slowly onto his bed. He took in the sight of her body once again; her beauty shocked him every time he saw it from a different angle. Her legs were parted slightly, her breasts stood firm and round, and she gazed up at him, lustful whispers escaping her lips. She leaned back as he slid himself between her legs, his hard body pressing against her, the tip of his stiff, erect cock spreading apart the lips of her swollen pussy. She opened her legs wider and arched her back as he consumed her, filling her pussy with his dick. But she was so tight that John had to use a bit of force to work his cock into her despite her wetness and her relaxed state.

Melissa pushed up againt him and sighed as he penetrated her slow and deep, and suddenly he was all the way inside her, the thickness of his cock stretching her walls to their fullest extent. He pulled out a little bit and then pushed back in, and then again, each time he pulled out a little further, shoved it a little harder, letting her get the feel of him. Suddenly he felt Melissa raise her legs up and dig her heels hard into his ass. This was unexpected, he loved it. He immediately collapsed onto her, pounding his cock into her eager pussy as hard as he could, grunting with satisfaction as he slammed her over and over. His heavy balls smacked against her ass as he rammed her tight pussy with his cock. Now she was starting to breathe heavy again, and she breathlessly moaned with pleasure. "Mmmmmmm yes that's it baby..." John grinded his crotch hard against hers and her moans intensified and got louder, her words dirtier. "Ohhhhh yesssssssss...oh god...FUCK yea, slam it, that's it....ohhhhhhhhh sssshhhiiittttt fill me with your hot cum."

Melissa's filthy words turned John on even more, as he had never heard her curse. "Ohhh baby I love it when you talk dirty to me," he groaned.

"Fuck...me...faster....ohh....yea...harder." Her legs clamped around him hard, her hands squeezing his ass, pulling him deeper and deeper into her. He suddenly pulled all the way out of her, got up and lay on his back on the bed.

"I need you to ride me....i wanna cum with you on me" he said with some effort. Melissa scrambled up and sat down hard on his cock, it went deeper up her pussy than ever before. She was sitting on him, completely straddling him with her legs straight out, her back arched impossibly. John leaned back and groaned as she began to bounce on him. He watched her tits shake as she increased her speed, he kneaded her ass with his hands, pulling her down on him as he grinded up against her. Her clit rubbed hard against his shaft as his cock rammed in and out. Places inside Melissa that even with all her experience had never been touched were now being slammed over and over by John's rock-hard rod. The head of his cock banged repeatedly against her cervix. Her pussy was on fire, she was dangling on the edge of the biggest orgasm of her life. John could see the flush in her cheeks, the glassy look in her eyes as they fucked, knowing she was almost at her climax and that he was too. "Baby, I...oh SHIT yea...I want us to......cum together," he managed to say.

Melissa, who by now was beyond comprehensible words other than curses and exclamations and near-screams of pleasure, nodded in agreement and began fucking him faster, desperately trying to hold off her screaming, dripping, fast-approaching orgasm for him. Then his fingers dug hard into her firm ass and he let out a long, loud groan as Melissa felt his first fiery spurt of cum shoot deep into her awaiting pussy. This set her off too, and she squeezed her pussy muscles as hard as she could around his cock as her orgasm skyrocketed, much more intense than the first one. She screamed deafeningly as her entire being seemed to explode in flames of white-hot ecstasy. They were both locked in incredible, intense, long, steaming orgasms, her pussy dripping all over him, his cock shooting load after load deep inside her. Finally Melissa collapsed against him, exhausted, his now half-hard cock still inside her. John exhaled slowly, almost disbelieving the pleasure his body had just experienced.

His hands left her sore ass and he held her tenderly, stroking her hair gently. Her beautiful eyes gazed up into his, wild passion now replaced by a look of serenity. This angelic face was evoking feelings in John that he never knew existed. "God I love you," he whispered worshipfully.

Melissa was a little bit surprised, but at that moment she realized that she had loved John since the moment she had seen him several years ago. "I love you too," she said softly. She kissed him sweet and soft, then laid her head on his broad shoulder. They both fell asleep.

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John awoke awhile later. He looked down at his sleeping lover and brushed his lips against hers softly. She stirred and opened her eyes, and kissed him back. His cock, which had been resting limply against her pussy, began to stiffen again. Melissa moved away from him a little and took it into her hand, stroking it lightly and watching it harden. The sight made her horny again. John's hand caressed her inner thigh, and one finger skimmed her pussy. Melissa felt moisture between her legs and realized that she was again wet. John kissed her violently and groped at her pussy, without warning, and pleasure welled up within her deepest recesses. He moved his head to her chest and began sucking her nipples and biting them lightly. A moan escaped Melissa's lips, and her eyes closed in rapture. She led the tip of his cock to the entrance of her pussy, rubbing it against her clit. He thrusted into her once, but before he could continue his invasions of her body she arose and bade him follow her to the bathroom. There she turned on the shower and they both got in, getting warmer and warmer, not just because of the steamy water. Her body was now revealed to him in bright light, and John loved what he saw. They kissed deeply, and John began using soap to wash the dried cum from her pussy and inner thighs. Melissa poured soap into her hand and began pumping his cock with it, the slippery texture of the soap adding to his pleasure. He moaned, then turned her around to face away from him and bent her over at the waist, the hot water beating down on her back. His hard cock poked against her ass and then slid down to her pussy. He pushed himself into her and she moaned. Her reached down to fondle her breasts with one hand and stroked her clit with the other. He pushed farther, working it inside, and then began to fuck her hard from behind. He handled her tits roughly and slapped her ass as he thrusted in and out of her, and she gasped with mixed pain and pleasure. She loved rough sex. "Yesssss," she hissed, her voice muffled by the sound of running water.

"Ohhhh fuck, you're so tight," John growled, and it was true, it was as though he was fucking a virgin pussy. With that he pulled out of her and came all over her ass, replacing his cock with his fingers inside her, and she screamed as she came, her pussy muscles pulsating around his fingers.

They finished their shower and then went back to John's bedroom where they fucked again, this time he held her up against a wall and pounded her so hard that Melissa thought he would push her through the wall. This resulted in another earth-shattering orgasm for each of them. Quite satisfied, they went back to sleep.

John left his apartment the following week and moved in with Melissa. They continued to explore new sexual heights, but neither ever forgot their first night together where they discovered in each other the meaning of true passion.