Steve called me one early morning to let me know that you were taking the first flight down to Las Vegas. Wait... who are we talking about? Steve or you? I couldn't wait to see you and wrap my arms around him, and giving him the sweetest kiss. OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Everyone, read that sentence again. How many subjects are there, here? HOW MANY VERB TENSES? Just hearing Steve's voice on the phone was more than I could handle. Then I realized how sexy his voice really was. Well, took you long enough, being his fuck-friend and all...
As he was in flight, I was getting cleaned up. I showered and made sure my legs were shaved. I put on a mini skirt and a very revealing tank top, I was dressed to kill. Well, it is Vegas.
I was finally ready and started heading for the airport. I had parked and made my way inside and found the gate he was to arrive at. I had an hour to spare so I decided to find a seat and waited. The hour passed quickly. I impatiently watched to see Steve walk off the plane. Look, not to nitpick, but when you're impatient, an hour does not go by quickly. As soon as my eyes connected his, I felt myself get wet and aroused. Aw, be gentle with Stevie. That pussy. He gets hurt by a hug.
As I wrapped my arms around him, he brushed up against my breast. I had no bra on and Steve could see that my nipples were erect. By now, I was feeling hotter than ever for him and how I wanted to make love to him right there at the terminal. Please, for the love of God, spare the public. No one needs to see that, even if it *is* Steve Perry. We decided to wait until we got into a hotel room. Good choice. She makes it sound like they discussed it or something. "Shall we shag now or shag later?" "Let's go to the hotel first."
We finished getting his luggage and loaded it into my car. We found a high class hotel not far from where I lived. We walked inside and up to the front desk and asked for a room. WAIT A TICK. She lives in Vegas, yet they have to go find a hotel when he comes into town? And they didn't already have reservations for this high-end hotel, either? Why not, I ask? WHY???????
As Steve was filling out the papers for the room, I was groping his manhood. Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!! Dear God! Shield your children's eyes! Arrest them, Officer! GET A ROOM ALREADY! I noticed another woman looking at Steve and I decided to slip my hand into his pants and showed his manhood bulge to her and I smiled.W.T.F. WTF. WTFing F. I hope this woman looking at Steve and this chick with a look of utter disgust at the PDA, not with jealousy or something. This is just gross. I'd be so grossed out if I saw this couple.
As we got the keys and was headed for the elevator to our room. By the time we both got off of the elevator, we were both so full of desire and passion we had damn near all our clothes off by the time we got to the room. Yay for public nudity! We were stumbling over each other while we were hugging and groping each other. We managed to make it to the room and got settled in. FINALLY. *relaxes* Wait, no, it gets worse. *un-relaxes*
What an exquisite room. It had a heart-shaped waterbed with a Jacuzzi in the bathroom And two french doors that opened to a balcony. We has a beautiful view over the city. A *heart-shaped waterbed*. They went into this hotel, asked for a room, and got one with a heart-shaped waterbed. This is gold. Just gold.I asked Steve call for room service for a bottle of Champagne with strawberries and creme. As he was calling, I couldn't help myself from distracting him by pulling his beautiful manhood out of his pants and slowly inserted him into my mouth. Letting it softly glide over my tongue. I wanted so much more of Steve that I couldn't take much more.
Dear lord, where do I start.
Champagne is capitalized.
She couldn't help but blow him while he's on the phone. HAVE SOME SELF CONTROL! Jesus Christ! Wait until he was done calling! Or something!
She is pulling his cock out and inserted it into her mouth. Pulling does not equal inserted.
"Letting it softly glide over my tongue." Wha? Who? Huh? Sentence...? I'm waiting...
After Steve hung up the phone, he decided to remove all of his clothes. I thought they were already off, seeing as how the elevator incident removed most of them and she just pulled his pants down. Is it winter? Does he have 6 layers? Steve forcefully pushed me onto the bed, pinning me down as he softly biting my nipples. As. He. Softly. Biting. As he softly biting. Got it?He slowly worked his way down my chest, to my stomach and moved further down to my inner thighs. Steve spread my legs apart to see what I had between my legs that he has been waiting for. Surprise! As Steve was kissing the inside of my thighs, I moaned out his name. "Oh Steve, I need you inside of me!!" Steve hearing those words, just made his manhood hard. It just did, dammit.
Steve says to me, " I need you so bad, make love to me now". So then I says back, " Domo origato, Mr. Roboto"...
It made me ache so bad that I had to have him inside of me. Steve climbed on top of me and teased me with the head of his manhood I couldn't take it anymore. Stop saying MANHOOD. And where's the punctuation? Where did it go? Look, Ma, no period! I begged and begged Steve to put himself inside of me. He slowly inserted himself inside of me and all of a sudden, he rammed it inside. "Oh God", I screamed out. "Oh Steve, it feels so good!". Oh, God, Steve, the pain is my pleasure! RAM IT! As I said that, Steve really started to slam his is manhood deep inside of me. Slamming is not a turn-on.
In the heat of passion, there was a knock at the door, it was room service. In the park district office, there was an explosion, it was my Bad Grammar Radar. As Steve was still pounding away at me, Steve yelled out to them to come on inside and to leave the cart by the table. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! Poor room service man! When the waiter walked in and set the cart over by the table, he couldn't help not to look at you pounding the hell out of me. Wait, I thought Steve was pounding the hell out of me. Now it's *you*? Get off me! He stood there, caressing himself through his pants. Hah! Voyeurism, anyone?
I noticed that he was watching me and Steve make love. It turned me on beyond belief. I whispered into Steve's ear that he was watching us. Steve, get that perv outta here. Although he could probably beat your ass, since you get hurt by your girl hugging you. And you're not making love! WTF! You're making kabobs! Steve got up off of me and asked the Bellboy, "Do you like to join us"?. Do you like to join us. Do you like to make me go crazy with two different kinds of punctuation at the end of a sentence? 'Cause you are. Everyone note that 'Bellboy', capitalized, must be his name. The Bellboy responded to his question. He said, "Yes". Good boy! Now let's move onto the response, "Somebody kill me please." Steve picked me up and bent me over into a doggie style position and offered me to the bellboy. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! YOU DON'T DO THAT! YOU JUST DON'T! Is she his girfriend? Is she just some escort he called in to pick him up from the airport and show him a good time? You don't pick up your chick's ass and *offer* her vagina to a stranger. YOU DO NOT DO THAT. If Steve ever pulled this on me, he'd end up singing falsetto for the rest of his days, if you know what I mean.
The Bellboy rushed as he took off his clothes and didn't hesitate to put himself inside of me. Bad porn! Bad! Go to your room! Steve watched as he was stroking himself as I watched him. Oh, how it turned me on. Despite the fact that a random room service person is currently jamming up her hoo-ha, she somehow pays attention to Steve's actions instead. Huh. I started moaning, and I knew the people next door could hear us. And the thought of that just aroused me even more. HOW COULD SHE KNOW THAT? Maybe they weren't even there! Isn't it the middle of the day, or did his flight come in at night? No one told me!
Steve walked over and stood in front of me and offered his groin to my taking. And I accepted with a smile.
Enough with the offering. There's too much offering of the genitalia around here.
I slide his manhood slowly and softly into my mouth. I was rocking back and forth on his manhood while the bellboy was getting his fill of me.
Again with the verb tenses. Again with the manhood. This is really, really, cheaply bad.
This was more than I could handle, but I was loving every minute of it that I had with these two Gentlemen. GENTLEMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gentlemen? And *CAPITALIZED*?!?
...Gentlemen...
This was putting everyone on the edge of an orgasm. As we felt the electricity flow through our bodies, I quivered in pure lust. As both of these guys stood up and spewed on my face.
OMFGDTERROMFGOMFGOMFGTZFRSRRE^@#%#^FGTKJLHJKLYUI*$%OMFGOMFG.
No spewing. NO SPEWING. And to top it all off, they *both* came on her face! Talk about degradation! This is seriously wrong! Something is SERIOUSLY WRONG here.
As I finished wiping the juices from my face, my sweet juices were in flight.
That's it.
It's over.
She leaves me with a really disgusting image. GREAT. At least it's over.