Night of Passion

I was on the passenger seat next to Sophie, she was driving my new Nissan SUV. I was relaxed with my feet over the dashboard.

Sophie have put some music on. Something classic, Vivaldi or someone like that, she loved classic music. I was more into Pop and Rock.

“Look at these suits!” She said, throwing a magazine to me. “You could try one of them for the photo sessions with Heinrich!”

It was a hardcore BDSM magazine. On the cover a breathtaking female model was wearing an impossible tight black latex outfit.

“You’re kidding! This things” I shook my head. “I would look like an idiot. Maybe when I want to do some scuba diving in high heels I’ll try it.”

Nope.

No way.

I wasn’t on the fetish attire thing. I always dress relaxed with cloths I love, like today I was wearing a simple plain pink tee shirt, faded blue leggings and my red converse Chucks.

I never ever wear heels. I have no idea how to walk with that kind of things. And no one was going to put some dammed plastic cloth over my Goddess body.

“What about you, why you don’t try one? You could be the latex pixie girl of the year!”

“How funny you are. Remember, you are The Dominatrix here.”

I tossed the magazine aside.

She stop the car in front of an open-air small Italian restaurant.  

“Danke!” I said. “Come for me in… about an hour, OK?”

She rolled her eyes.

“Lilith, I’m your assistant, not your personal slave, I have things to do, you know? Serious thing business people do, like returning back the rented BMW of Mister Baker. And filling some tax forms and getting in contact with our overseas bank.”

I looked at her with my hand on the door handle.

“I can take a cab if that’s the case!” I said with a hurt voice.

“Forget it. OK? I will be here on hour.”

“Bye” I said. “A kiss?”

“Just get out of the car for goodness sake!”

I got out and closed the door, shaking my open hand saying goodbye. I loved it making the little blonde girl mad.

I walked toward the restaurant. I found Javier seated at a table next to the fountain.

The Spaniard boy was so young and handsome. I had met him on my Art Classes, just a few weeks ago. He wanted to become a professional painter. I was impressed by all his cultural knowledge, which was very impressive giving his young age. I also like his sensibility at art.

He stood up when he saw me coming. I gave him a soft peck on the cheek and we took seat at the table.

There were some pen sketches over the board.

“Oh! How cute drawings!”

“This are pictures of you!” He said.

“Wow! You are so nice!”

I smiled. Javier was my first date ever, well he was my first attempt to have a straight relation with someone. I was amazed, it have worked very well so far.

During the lunch we talked about his lessons in classical painting and abstract art.

“How’s your work?” He asked.

I had told him that I was working as a model and actress in some small theater plays for private clients.

“I really want to see you in a play!”

Unless you want to see also a naked man on his fours, trailing behind me, being pulled from a chain fix at a leather collar on his neck, and then see me kicking his balls and hard slapping his face, all while the poor devil call me Goddess.

I faded out the thought.

“I’ve been doing very boring and repetitive things, believe me.”

“Oh! But you have the profile of a classical beauty!”

He glimpsed at his cellphone, briefly.

We have been there for about an hour, I guessed.

Hey, if you have an appointment you can go. My friend will be here for me soon.”

It have passed around one hour. We have already finished our lunch.

Javier had been so far a very patient guy. He hadn’t asked for sex, yet. 

“No problem.” He said. “I will wait till your friend comes for you.”

“Oh, you are nice. Thanks!”

We stayed there some minutes more, talking about music and movies.

“Hey! I really want to see your work!” Remarked Javier suddenly. “I want to know more about the things you do!”

Bad idea, I thought.

“It’s art, you know.” I shot apologizing. “It’s boring, and definitely not for everyone, well you know it’s like going to opera, it can be heaven for someone and a real torture for someone else.”

I was smiling.

“No matter, I want to know…”

A gorgeous red sport car halted in front of us. It was an Audi. I mean a R8 Spyder. The roadster convertible was everybody’s dream.

Heinrich was driving. He was dressed like usual on his James Bond style black tuxedo, and with his exorbitant pricey watch at his wrist. It’s so ridiculous expensive you could buy a small house with it, I told to him once.

“Looks like I have to go now.” I said to Javier.

He nodded, and got up at the same time I did it.

I got into the passenger car feeling like an East European girl on a classical spy movie.

“Greetings, Mister Schliemann!” Said Javier politely shaking hand with the handsome mature man of short blond gray hair and deep blue eyes who was behind the wheel.

“Nice to see you, Javier, how are you doing with the music?”

“No, sir. Actually I paint, I don’t play music.”

“Oh, yeah you are into painting, sorry for my mistake.”

“No problem.”

“Ok, see you later then, bye!”

“Good bye, sir. Bye Lilith!”

I shook my hand smiling as the car moved along.

“Hey, the boy still believe that I’m your father?”

I saw the small figure of Javier disappearing through the rear mirror.

“There’re things about me that I can´t tell to him, yet.” I shot.

“Well, you should be frank with him, a relationship is something based on thrust and openness.”

I rolled my eyes.

“His a nice guy, very into the religious thing, he’s the first man I met that didn’t ask me for sex, just five minutes after seeing me for the first time. “

“Javier is the first man you have dated. I always thought you were lesbian.”

“You are so special!” I put my feet over the shiny dashboard knowing he hated it. Nonetheless he said nothing.

Delain, are you done with me, was sounding on the car music player.

“Stop on one coffee shop on the run, I need one.”

I produced a red Marlboro packet.

“He knows you smoke?”

“I haven’t told him, yet!”

“Be forthright and honest, if the guy care for you he will understand.”

“Be forthright!” I shouted angry. “What the hell you want me to say to him. Hey you know I kept people chained and locked in my basement and I torture them for a living!”

He kept driving very calmly. I have always admired the confidence and control he have.

“It could give him a hard on” He chuckled.

We stop on the coffee shop. It was the, to go kind, where you order from your car.

“Double hot cappuccino for me” I said.

Heinrich ordered a non-caffeinated herbal tea for him.

“You should cut on the coffee and cigarettes, that’s not healthy.”

“C’mon! I’m young, I will cut at thirty I promise. Besides, you’re not my father, you said that before!”

He started driving again.

“Get relax! Ok? Put some smooth lotion on your skin when we get at home. I want you to look nice, we will do a shoot tonight.”

“A filming?”

“Yeah!”

I looked more than gorgeous. I was contemplating my naked body on the bedroom mirror. Wow! Those were curves to kill for, and so delicious creamy white skin, long red fire hair and striking green eyes.

Sophie was seated on the edge of the bed, stark naked also. The cute blonde was a delicious sight to see. So slim but with good breasts and hips. Her hair was cut above her shoulders and was platinum blond.

Heinrich was seated in a chair in front of us. The man was wearing his black tuxedo and had a digital HD video camera on his hand.

I got close and put my hands on Sophie’s shoulders. The precious girl smelled like honey. I put my mouth over her lips and kissed her softly. That was so sweet. It so beautiful to make it up with another girl. The smell is so sweet and the fair soft skin, oh, touching and kissing her skin was heaven.

We ate each other mouths, rubbing our tongues, getting drunk with the exchange of saliva.

I cupped Sophie’s breasts with my hands. She run her fingers through my hair and put her hands on my hips.

Our kissing had picked up rhythm. I felt deep pleasure with each meeting of our lips, and greeting of our tongues. Sophie's breathing became heavy, while soft, quiet moans began escaping from her mouth.

I began guiding her fingertips up and down my smooth back. I started kissing Sophie cute face, gliding my lips and tongue from her cheek to her chin and then to her collarbone. I kissed her neck with passion.

Sophie fell back over the bed, she spread her legs giving me a nice view of her perfect shaved little pussy.

"C'mon! I want to feel your tongue inside me!" Said the cute blonde.

I glided over her, kissing and nipping her nipples first, then moved my tongue smoothly going downwards, descending from her chest to her flat belly and getting finally to her wet pussy.  

Then I began to eat her pussy, sucking her clitoris, licking her delicious juices.

Sophie was moaning, eyes closed, on a state of ecstasy.

I was rubbing my face against her vagina. I was soaked with her nectars. I thrust my tongue inside of her, my hands were clutching her hips. She throw her head backwards moaning with desire.

I had forgotten that Heinrich was there, I gave a glimpse from the corner of my eye. The man was standing, recording each moment with his handy cam. He was excited.

I returned my attention to Sophie’s pussy. I made her climax again and again, I knew her body very well. I knew how to make her mad with pleasure.

Then I climbed over her and kissed her lips, she tasted her own juices from my mouth. We rubbed our bodies, one against the other and then hugged passionately.

I stayed there, holding her between my arms until the wave of passion was over.

“There something you want, girls?” Asked Heinrich, he had taken off his coat and tie, and had put the camera over a night table.

“I want a big cup of hot tea!” Said Sophie with a girly voice. The pixie girl was seated on the bead, she was wearing a white cotton robe. “And my hardcover copy of The Exile and the Sorcerer.

“And you, Lilith?”

I was sprawled over the bed, naked.

“Could I say coffee and smoke?”

He shook his head.

“Then I want nothing!” I said tossing a pillow at him.

Sophie kept reading for a while, with the dim light of the night table lamp. Heinrich was there with us working on his laptop, maybe editing the video he have just recorded.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep first.