The Girl with Phantom Eyes
Posted Sun Jul 28, 2013 04:24 AM
The Girl with Phantom Eyes
There was something about her, the way she moved, possessed of such elegance and grace she defied all sense of reason. It was like the world knew when she was being watched and shifted into slow motion, it seemed that even the world knew her beauty was to be savoured.
It may have been simple happenstance, a moment of happy serendipity but fate aligned and allowed me to experience her glory that day. That was all that mattered to me. She had drifted into the hotel foyer as I was completing my check in. Even the gorgeous receptionist stopped and stared when she arrived. The hiss of sliding doors heralded her entrance.
So it was in that time locked moment that I met her eyes for the first time. Such a deep green I was lost in her jade gaze without a care in the world. My shyness was being torn down, overcome by her meaningful stare. I couldn’t look away and I no longer knew why I would ever want to. She peered into my very soul and took the measure of me, for once I was not found wanting. Her eyes lit up, resplendent shining emeralds that took the light and claimed it for her use. Those shining eyes hit me like a hammer. Shoulder length dark hair danced to her movements. Her vibrant green dress flowed and rippled over her body. She was a moment of quiet perfection and I was instantly hooked on her abundant charm.
Her American accent had the softest lilt that put it far beyond my ability to place. Her smile was warm and friendly. I had to move. I had no reason to stand there. None in the world and still I found myself rooted to the spot.
She slipped into place beside me. She was so close I could feel her body next to me. Soft and gentle, she simply reached for the counter and began to speak as though nothing could have seemed more normal.
I had to tear myself from her side as I became painfully aware of my own presence. I walked to the elevator shaken into a happy reverie. The doors slid apart and I stepped into the mirrored chamber. There was another moment when I turned back and pressed the button to my floor when I could have sworn she looked right at me and smiled but I convinced myself that it was just a hopeful fantasy.
I arrived at my room, broken from long hours on the road. I could feel the muscles in my back stiffen with each step. I left my case at the door, threw my laptop bag to one side and cringed as I heard the heavy impact. I made it just far enough and fell forward, collapsing in a heap on the bed. Face down I almost drifted into slumber there and then. I could feel my eyes rolling around in my head; I reached that point where sleep seemed inevitable. But something roused me again, a distant sound at just the right pitch pierced into me and all too soon I was wide awake again.
I managed to drag myself up. The room was drab and lifeless like so many hotel bedrooms are. It was functional, a large comfortable double bed, a single chair, dressing table with a rail for clothing beside it and precious little else. I started to loosen my shirt, popping the small buttons at the cuff. I loosened my tie and strolled over to the dressing table. I spied a room service menu and glanced over its contents. My growling stomach confirmed that I needed to eat and I had no wish to face the world again just yet. I made the call, the young woman answering was entirely too perky but in a short while my hunger would be sated so it was hard to maintain my grumpy mood.
By the time I heard the knock at the door I had managed to move my things out of the way, though I hadn't bothered to unpack. I was lazing on the bed flipping through television channels finding nothing to pique my interest.
I shrugged myself off the surprisingly comfortable bed and made for the door. I emerged into the hallway to find a sullen looking teenager waiting patiently with a trolley. A pair of large trays with rounded silver covers had been perched on top.
I tried my best smile. She seemed frightened. She gestured for me to reach for the nearest tray just as the door opposite opened.
I could feel a warm breeze with the most subtle of fragrances drift into me. The woman that had enchanted me earlier skipped out into the hallway. The lower buttons of her dress were undone. Her silky legs sliced through the material. Lithe and perfect to my eyes she directed her attention to the young girl who simply nodded to the remaining tray.
The effervescent smile that followed from the jade eyed beauty even brought a reaction from the sulky one. Watching a grumpy teen light up in this woman’s presence was something I would not soon forget. It was becoming almost embarrassing, the way people just lost themselves in this woman, she was impossible to resist.
I tried to back toward my room, I wanted to spend every last second with her fixed in my view. She looked straight at me. My eyes locked with hers, I felt myself floating away in a state of bliss. Her eyes seemed to swim with colour now, like they were changing all the time. Red flares blazed outward over each iris from the deep darkness of her pupils, the green shifted, I was so sure. There was magic at work in those eyes.
I don’t remember the door closing, it all happened in a blur; I just knew I was staring at it and not her. I rushed to put the tray down and sped back to the door so I could look through the peephole. I just wanted another glimpse. She was still there; I felt my heart pound in my chest. She was looking at my door. It was like she knew I was watching, I saw her door close slowly and I would swear I saw the start of a smile snake across her pouting lips.
The evening wore on; I felt more at ease as the minutes ticked by. I finished my meal and headed back to the door to leave my empty tray in the hallway for later collection. .
The door clicked shut behind me. I gathered my thoughts for a moment, deciding it was time to shower and flipped on the bathroom light from the switch beside me. As I started to move back into the room I popped the remaining buttons on my rumpled shirt and let it drop from my shoulders to the ground. I looked at my reflection. It was the first time I had seen myself in a while. I looked at myself with customary revulsion, I had been working hard to lose weight and get in shape. At best the results were average, my stomach had flattened and there were signs of muscle tone beginning to develop. I still disliked the sight of myself. It was one of the many things that made me remember why I was so lonely. I asked myself who could fall for such a tattered carcass.
As I studied my reflection I heard a rapping at the door. The knock was quirky, distinctive even, it took me by surprise. I grabbed my discarded shirt and hastily threw it back on.
My body was barely covered as I approached the door once more. Without thinking I turned the handle, it moved without so much as a sound.
“Hi,” said the green eyed beauty before me, “can I come in?”
All I could muster was the grunt that she took as my sign of agreement. She brushed past me, I could feel the warmth surrounding her. She had an aura, a spirit that radiated from deep within. She possessed a gravitational pull all her own and I followed her into my room like an eager puppy.
She took a seat, perched upon the edge of the bed. Her long green dress split down the centre and my heart nearly stopped beating. Long flowing legs stretched out before me, so smooth and inviting. I was dumbfounded in her presence and conversation had never been my strong suit. My shirt almost fell open as I approached her; I was struggling to muster any words, let alone form a valid question. So many things raced through my mind and all I could see was her, a beautiful woman had stepped into my room and the only thing that came to the centre of my mind was the most simple of questions, why?
“I’m Ellie, by the way,” she said beaming a smile my way that caused an instant stirring in my body, “Can I ask you something?”
“Uh, yeah of course,” I stammered in response. It was the best I could manage at short notice.
“Are you lonely?”
Her question cut to the heart of me. It was like she could see right into my soul and knew that there was nothing else but an empty vessel before her.
She tilted her head to one side, I caught her eyes. It was like looking at a different woman, the deep lush green of earlier seemed to have faded into a smoky blue but her fine features and flawless skin were unmistakable. Her image was already sculpted into my memory but those eyes seemed to shift and swirl.
I managed to nod in response, but the look of shame on my face must have been unmistakable.
“Me too,” she sighed, “You just seemed like someone who would understand that.”
I took a seat in the free chair; I pulled my shirt back in place and fumbled with a few buttons until I was a little more presentable. All the while Ellie watched me and her smoky eyes seemed to brighten like clouds were clearing from the sky.
I took a deep breath, composed myself and as I did I felt a wave of peaceful energy flow through me.
“I guess I do,” I replied, “I suppose loneliness can sense loneliness. Why are you feeling that way?”
“I don’t know really, I think I just wanted to talk to someone and you looked like someone who needed that too.”
I wasn’t sure how to take the situation I found myself in. Ellie seemed perfectly nice but I found kindness hard to understand let alone accept. I wanted so much to question it and her and yet I found some strange measure of peace in her company. The silence never felt awkward and so I waited for her to pick up again.
“I guess I don’t like to see sadness in people, I want to reach out when I see it.”
She looked over to me, I felt like a project, a point of focus but I never felt like I was being pitied, she was genuine and that made all the difference. Those wondrous eyes shifted as she blinked, from a deep blue to a lush forest green, she seemed to relax and shuffled a little closer to me. Her dress parted a little further, I could see so very much I had to suppress my urge to gasp. I could feel my breathing deepening, growing heavy as she closed the gap between us.
“How long has it been?” she asked, “since you touched a woman?”
My throat dried up, she could see me, the real me. She just seemed to know and it was painfully clear that no answer was needed.
“A long time,” I lamented.
“That’s too bad,” her voice dropped to a whisper as she continued her approach.
She was facing me once more, those perfect milky thighs stretched out in front of me and I was desperate to touch. She leaned forward and the swell of her chest filled my gaze. I could see the hint of sumptuous cleavage and I twitched. It was far too obvious to go unnoticed. Her eyes flared red, like crimson lightning bolts striking outwards. The green tint lightened again, becoming almost yellow in hue. She bit her lower lip, it was such a cute affectation but it drew me to her luscious pouting lips. She was leaning forward, her beautiful eyes shone like golden beacons and her eyes closed as she drifted into me.
Before I could utter a word her lips brushed mine. Her kiss was soft as she adjusted her position to sit upon my knee. But once she found herself comfortable, her passion flared. I felt her tongue push against my lips and I was powerless to resist. My lips parted, my tongue moved to her and all I cared about was returning her affection. I felt a white hot surge as adrenaline and desire fused in my blood. I could feel my arousal growing, my manhood swelled and hardened.
Her tiny hand reached my cheek, she stroked my face as my own hands moved to her waist. I wanted her closer, needed her closer. My fingers came to rest on her hips. The flimsy fabric of her dress let me know her every contour. At once her lips broke away and for a moment I was lost. She pulled me closer encouraging me to revel in her fragrant perfume. My lips feathered kisses on her graceful neck. My tongue traced lines upon her that left her groaning. The rumbling tone reverberated into me as I kissed and licked.
I wanted this woman more than anyone I had ever know in my life. I yearned for her and she could feel my hunger. The deep longing rose again. I pulled her as close as I could possibly manage just to hold her there. I wanted that warm and wonderful energy of hers to be part of me. I could feel her hardening nipples on my chest, the throb of her beating heart.
Ellie wriggled in my clutches, when I refused to let go she looked into my eyes and I knew she wasn't trying to flee. I relented and let her twist in place. She sat on my lap, my pulsing manhood nestled between perfect round cheeks. She took my hands, guiding them across her body. She gasped as the wave of lust consumed me. My hands reached the soft full globes of her breasts. A gentle squeeze let me feel her thick aroused nipples. It was too much. I ripped her dress open with my hands, the remaining buttons cascaded to the ground making soft impacts upon the carpeted floor.
Ellie grabbed my hand returning it to her succulent breast. I could feel puffy domed areolae and pinched her long thick nipple between my thumb and fingers. Ellie moaned with delight.
Before I could blink she leapt to her feet and turned to me. The tatters of her dress dropped to the floor and her true glory was revealed to me. Her naked body was almost beyond words. Those radiant phantom eyes would haunt me the rest of my days, burning into me forever. Full lips, soft and tender, the curves of a real woman, she was my ideal of flawless beauty.
Her firm, ripe breasts were capped by the most exquisitely round areolae and perky hard nipples that begged to be teased.
"Stand," demanded Ellie as I tried to commit every inch of her body to memory.
I did as I was bid. Her hands tore into my shirt and cast it away. She drew to me, kissing my chest as her fingers groped for my belt. I could feel the soft tug as my buckle came loose.
I stopped her in that moment. She must have sensed my intent and smiled stepping back to the bed. She took a seat in a fluid and graceful movement, supple legs parted as I crept into place between her thighs. In a blur most of my remaining clothes were stripped away till I stood in just a simple pair of black boxer shorts. My arousal was painfully evident and I watched Ellie bite her lower lip as she reached for my waistband. I had to deny her this time. I fell to my knees, my hands coursed over the tops of her thighs. I caught her scent in the air and I longed to taste her. Fingers stroked through my short dark hair as she pulled me closer. I followed with such enthusiasm that she giggled. She lay back in the bed as I kissed her inner thighs. First one side, then the other. Her skin was smooth and so very soft. The teasing was promoting happy moans that made my heart flutter.
I kissed at her outer lips. I savoured my first taste of her sweet juices as I pressed my tongue to her sensitive skin. Her moans filled my soul with ever growing desire. My tongue coursed through her inner lips, her wetness flooded my mouth. I was addicted to her, her precious nectar was my drug and I craved all she could give. I parted her lips with my fingers, exposing her hot, wet pussy. The deep pink hue called my tongue once more. I suckled at her inner folds for just a moment and then let my tongue flutter up to roll across her clit. Ellie moaned and pulled my head closer. Her scent filled me and I wanted more.
"Oh, ooh fuck," hissed Ellie.
I felt the tension in her body grow. Her back arched and she pushed her hips forward. As I pressed down a little harder and massaged her throbbing clit with my tongue I could feel her beginning to grind against me. Her breathing came in staccato bursts. She started to cry out. I felt the tremor begin from her pussy. The spasms tore into her as she howled in ecstasy. Her legs trembled until she clamped hard around me. Her thighs squeezed hard as my tongue lashed and rolled across her clit. Her whole body shook as I continued to lick and tease.
I slowed my pace, tantalising her with gentle, languid licks and kisses. I could hear her sigh happily as a series of tiny aftershocks rumbled through her. I felt her fingers running through my hair again as she sat back up. She made me look into her phantom eyes once more and I knew she wanted more, just as I did.
Through subtle movements I found myself stood before her. My hardness tented my dark underwear. Ellie was not to be denied this time and ripped my remaining clothes away in a flash. I felt her caress upon my twitching manhood. She looked up at me, her expression was one of the pure lust and those magical eyes flared red with desire.
She held my gaze as her soft hands pulled my hard cock to her mouth. Her gentle kiss made me groan. It seemed to be all the encouragement she needed. A wicked smile crossed her lips in the moment before she licked my pulsing tip. She took me into her mouth, rolling her tongue around me before sinking down. I was lost in a state of utter bliss. It was close to impossible to maintain any sense of control. It had been so long since I had even been touched. I stared down as she toyed with me. I watched her bob up and down taking my full length and slicking my manhood with her mouth. Those pouting lips sealed around my shaft as she plunged down upon me.
As she drew away she let my cock fall from her mouth, a streamer of drool dribbled its way down her chin.
“Don’t hold back,” Ellie whispered, “This isn’t going to end any time soon, I’m not going anywhere”
Ellie licked at my cock again and left me whimpering. Her lips wrapped around me once more, she looked straight at me and I knew her words had set me free. I began to let go, to allow myself to feel the pleasures her willing mouth could bring.
I felt her delicate hand grip my shaft. She was driving me to the point of no return, pumping my thickened cock into her mouth as her tongue danced around me. My legs tensed and her fervour deepened. I could feel the intense pressure building to a crescendo. Every part of me twitched and writhed. I felt myself explode in her mouth. A hot jet of cum splashed upon her tongue as she opened her mouth wide. I could feel myself emptying into her and glanced down to see sticky drops dripping from her mouth. Her eyes sparkled in the light. With my oozing cum rolling upon her tongue she licked the tip of my cock, my body was so sensitive that I could only wince and moan.
Ellie let my cock fall from her mouth. She had the most devilish glint in those swirling yellow eyes, they were like the centre of the storm. Ellie took my hand and urged me to the bed; I took my place as she first curled into me and then rolled onto my naked body. She brushed her dark locks behind her ear and leaned into me. I felt her soft lips touch mine and the exquisite pleasure of her kiss. Our tongues clashed in a passionate melee laced with the residue of my climax.
I could feel myself begin to grow hard once more. Ellie adjusted herself and I could feel her hot wet pussy lips against my shaft. She groaned as her clit grazed along my manhood. I could see her chest heave and flush as her lust built. I watched her reach down, feeling her warm hands guiding my thick cock to her wet, waiting opening. I twitched as I felt my cock push between her lips but soon I could feel her tight pussy around me. I could feel her squeeze as my bulbous tip pressed inside. Ellie began to rock slowly back and forth. I was mesmerised as I felt her body grind into me and soon she settled into a happy rhythm bouncing up and down.
I watched her breasts bounce as she arched back, her moans filled the room. I began to thrust upwards, our movements became a blur. The sound of our bodies clashing together rippled about the room. I felt her pussy grip my cock, her body tensed again.
“Harder!” demanded Ellie, “Harder, fuck that’s it, yes!”
Ellie cried out as I began to hammer upwards. She slammed down upon me and I felt her grind against me. Her abundant juices soaked my skin; she was so very wet now. I felt the squeeze of her thighs as the building climax took hold, her moans became one long joyful cry of ecstasy. Ellie bucked and writhed as she rode me harder and harder. I could feel her pussy spasm and quiver. Her whole body began to shake and she fell forward on top of me. I felt her breasts on my chest as she continued to rise and fall.
Her scream became a happy, contented whimper. As she started to settle I rolled, pushing her on to her back. I moved into position between her thighs.
"More," groaned Ellie, "I want more, I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard."
I felt my tip at her soaking wet opening. I let my shaft cleave through her lips, coating me again in her sweet nectar, I rubbed the tip of my cock against her clit. I watched Ellie squeeze her perky breasts, kneading the soft flesh and tweaking her hardened nipples with her fingers.
Ellie drew her legs back and reached down to grasp my cock and direct me to her saturated entrance. It seemed she was done with being teased.
I felt my cock throb as I lanced into her. Ellie growled her approval as I felt myself thrust deep into her. I pulled back, my tip almost free and stretching her tight pussy lips. I held myself there for a moment, feeling her squirm. I felt the twitch of her hips as her body cried out for satisfaction. The thrilled squeal when I thrust hard into her made my desire burn hotter than ever. My hips became rampant pistons. Ellie pushed her hips up as I drove into her, letting me thrust deeper still. I could feel the soft squelch as her flowing juices became a flood. The harder I slammed into get the more she seemed to crave.
"Fuck me, fuck me," cried Ellie, "Make me cum."
My body hardened as I gave every last ounce of my strength. Ellie's fevered howls grew louder, the whole bed rattled and shook in the intensity of our moment. I stared into her eyes as the wave of pleasure built within me once more, I knew I was going to cum again and her body's jolting reactions told me she was close too. Ellie's hips bucked wildly, I felt the grip and release as her pussy began to contract and shudder.
My intense grunts became a roar that joined with hers. Our bodies became a quivering mass of involuntary, pleasurable convulsions. My cock erupted once more, splashing hot cum deep inside Ellie's trembling pussy. The throes of her own powerful orgasm took hold and I felt her body milk my cock for every last drop of my essence.
We collapsed together in an exhausted heap. I stroked her perfect skin as she dipped her fingers into herself. I watched her taste the mixed brew of our lovemaking, licking her fingers clean. When she performed the movement a second time she offered me her hand and I keenly revelled in the wonderful taste. I kissed her again with such tenderness she sighed into my mouth. We stayed that way for the longest time, exchanging kisses together in a warm embrace as we basked in the afterglow of our experience.
I knew in those moments I could not let her go again. Fortunately for me it seemed she could live with that. I watched her sleep in my arms, her face so peaceful and serene. Her beauty was beyond compare. When she finally opened her eyes they were the deepest blue I had ever known, she smiled and kissed me. Her luscious lips, so tender and perfect, I had had found my heaven in the last place I might have expected.
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