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You Can't Be Serious...? 12
Thanks Kayla and everyone who likes the story, L.O.V.E :) CAUTION! I know somethings offend certain people, my apologies. In no way is this meant to be disrespectful to MICHAEL JACKSON, I HAVE HIGH RESPECT FOR HIM BUT HE WAS SEXY AND TO ME HIS SEXINESS IS PART OF HIS LEGACY. ---------------------------------- "You better not have me get naked then leave me standing here alone in my birthday suite." "Trust me, I won't. I couldn't, I want you so bad right now." He licks his lips, then begins to undress. I put my hands behind my head and enjoy. He's way better than any male stripper, his body's moving to a rhythm and there isn't even any music on. AMAZING. He slowly strips down to his briefs. Mercy, that body of his is perfection. I can't wait to get my hands on him, once I do I know won't be able keep them off. "Your turn." "You're not naked yet." "You show me yours, I'll show you mine." "Oh so that's how it is?" "Yep." "Okay." I get up and he sits on the edge of the bed. The look he has on his face is driving me crazy. As I'm undressing, I catch Michael's hand brushing up against his hardness. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He was touching himself, the sexiest sight I've ever seen. I unhook my bra, slowly remove the straps from my shoulders and after it comes off it's on and poppin'. "This is torture, I can't take it no more. Come here." All of sudden his voice got deeper and sexier. I walk up to him and he gently pulls me onto his lap. I could feel his manhood poking me between thighs only getting me wetter and igniting the flames of my desire for him. My hands are all over his body and his soft lips are all over me. The heat is so hot between us and our passion's are about to explode. He picks me up, pulls back the covers and lays me on my back. He stands beside the bed watching as I take off my panties. I look up at him as he pulls his briefs down, my mouth drops at his length and size. It's bigger than what it felt like earlier and that felt BIG. "Like what you see?" He asks gripping himself in his hand. "Yes." "I like what I see too," he says before getting on top of me. "I didn't know you had it like that. Promise you'll be gentle with me." "I thought you were badder, don't tell me you're scared," he says smirking. "First of all, I'm the baddest and I'm not scared." Me and my ego, I'm lying. "Then be a big girl and take this big boy. You have nothing to worry about baby, I'm a gentle lover and I'm gonna make love to you nice and slow." He's such a smooth talker. He kisses me on my neck, then my lips before he enters me. "Wow baby, you're taking me for a swim tonight. I got you wetter than a slip n slide." We both laugh but when all jokes were aside he took me away into pure ecstasy, him making love to me was the sweetest thing. All that emotion, energy and thrusting he does on stage he brought to the bedroom. He wore me out and put my ass to sleep. The next morning I woke up to hearing him singing in the shower. I wasn't familiar with the lyrics but as usual he sounded good. I sit up in the bed and see that he had ordered breakfast from room service. Then I hear the water stop. He walks out of the bathroom and we catch eye contact. He smiles then says... "Good morning beautiful." "Good morning." "I got you some breakfast." "Thanks." "Your welcome," he says before kissing me."I have to meet with the director and do some editing on the film, I know I'll be gone most of the day." He's rushing as he puts on the clothes he had laying out on the bed. "Me and Syd will find something to do. It is New York." "I'm sure you will. There's plenty to do. Crap, I'm gonna be late fooling with this damn tie." "Let me help you with that." He comes over to my side of the bed and I tie his tie then give him a goodbye kiss. "Thanks baby, love you." "I love you too." After he leaves I'm thinking, I got to go back to my room and hear Sydney's, 'I told you so's.' Maybe I just won't tell her. 2 B Cont.
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