To help relieve the tension that comes with two sexless weeks of planes, trains and automobiles, I needed a "pick me up" that only a woman can provide.
Called Mila to find out who was on the schedule for the week, and while there were many, many fine choices, it was an easy choice, as I decided to go with where it all started, the experience that had made me a MIR4U2 addict, Mila.
Mila was great about accomodating my schedule and was sweet about re-scheduling when I had to switch day and time because of last minute BS at work. When I finally arrived, she was ready and waiting, on time. Even though I've been to MIR4U2 many times, the heart rate always rises when I walk though the door anticipating what's waiting for me on the other side.
Mila looked great - black fishnet mini-dress over mathcing bra and panties, high heels, perfectly manicured nails, shoulder length dirty blond hair, and that exotic Eur-Asian face that's been written about many times. What really puts me over the top with Mila is the soft sexy voice, the way she knows how to caress and tickle even the lamest of instruments (me) in all the right spots to make fine music. In a nutshell, she knows how to seduce a man; make your heart melt and your cock rock hard, all at the same time.
Greeted me with a hug, peck on the cheek and a squeeze of the arse. I embraced her, nibbled her neck and stroked her arse, while looking staight into the mirror to get a full view her fine rear. Before things got totally out of control, I called a time out, undressed and jumped in the shower.
Back to the room, hugged Mila from behind, kissed her nick, worked my way down to her arse, kissing and tonguiing the whole way down. Sucked and licked around her arse crack and then lifted the fishnet mini-dress off and unhooked her bra. I was rock hard. Wrapped my arms around her from behind, cupped her breasts with my hands and grinded my Rooster into her arse (panties still on). The Rooster found his way between Mila's thighs, then right up to Kitty Kat (panties still on). Mila reached down and massaged the tip of the Rooster, while he was firmly nestled between her thighs and pressed up against Kitty Kat. Heaven, and yes, the Rooster was starting to dribble.
Was going out of my mind . . . pulled her panties off and asked Mila to lie down on the table. Kissed and suck her inner thighs, plenty of soft moaning and groaning, postioned the dental dam and gently licked and flicked the clitty clitty in circles, left to right, up and down, until Mila pleaded with me to penetrate.
Swapped positions on the table, put on the rain coat and sucked me hard again. Mila clmbed on top and rode me, changing up speed and angle perfectly. I wanted to last much, much longer, but body and mind just weren't cooperating with each other that day. I pulled Mila down close to me, thrusted upwards to meet every stroke and unleashed a load of pearls.
Cleaned up, showered, got dressed and we chatted for a while. Great conversation - Mila is funny, intelligent and says all the right things (to make a man feel like a king, a loser feel like a winner, even if only for an hour). Really didn't want to leave, but back to salt mines so I can visit again, sooner, rather than later.