His dark good looks and muscular build immediately made her breasts swell and become heavy. Alice had been in the hospital too long. She'd not had a good hard fuck for several months. He had short black hair and brooding dark eyes with lashes that would make any woman weep for longing. His lips were full and very kissable on a face that was all angles and hard planes. She could make out, through his tight black shirt, the ridges and muscles in his upper arms and stomach. From her position across the room she saw that he had a nice ass encased in a pair of snug black jeans. And from the looks of the bulge in the front he wasn't lacking in very many areas. He was definitely a sight for her man-hungry eyes. As she took in all of his manliness, he scanned the room, in a very nonchalant way. She waited till their eyes locked.

"Hello Sexy." She sent the thought flying across the room to his mind. His eyes widened just a bit in shock. "I've been watching you for awhile. How would you feel about..." and she sent him a mental image of her riding his body to ecstasy. Through half closed eyes she saw the package in the front of his pants move slowly down one thigh. "I guess that means you'd enjoy a little tryst." Her laughter rang through his head. She could read his mind and he was asking how she could do such a thing, but there was a huskiness that she craved. "I have a gift for these kinds of things."

His manner of speech was foreign. She couldn't quite place the accent but it was enough for her to wet her black thong. "Come to me and let us explore some other things beside how I can read your thoughts." She projected another image in his mind of her on all fours on a bed spread to receive his throbbing dick. She saw him pay for his drink and walk towards her. While walking, he tried, and succeeded, in sending his own image of him fucking her mouth and then groaning his release into her throat. "My goodness that would be just... well, yummy." She replied as he came upon her seat.

Carlos had noticed her earlier that evening, but she'd looked almost off limits. She had shoulder length brown hair, nothing really extravagant about it but it was full and healthy. She had the lightest blue eyes he'd ever seen, rivaling some of the clearest oceans in their color. She had a beautiful cream complexion, almost like she'd not been outside in awhile, which contrasted nicely with her dark hair. As his gaze traveled lower, he noticed the skin tight purple tank that ended just below her breasts. He could tell there was no bra holding her firm tits up. They were perky and full, nearly the size of cantaloupes. He skimmed past her trim waist to the tight black skirt that was modest in length, but had a slit on either side that exposed most of her white thighs.

His gaze traveled back up her body and found her eyes once more; they had a sparkle to them and she'd raised one eyebrow. "Do you find everything to your satisfaction? If you have I've secured a private room upstairs." She grabbed his hand and led him to the stairs. As she began to climb them she let go of his hand trusting that he would follow.

As he followed her, he watched her butt move sexily under her skirt. He wondered if her skin would feel as soft and silky as it looked. Before he could stop himself he found that his hand was running up her leg while they were still going up the stairs. It was smooth and inviting to his touch. He continued his travel northward until she stopped and turned to him. They were about three quarters of the way up and completely out of sight of the crowd below. She grabbed his hair, brought him up to her step and began to ravage his mouth. As they mated their tongues, Carlos reached down and grabbed her luscious ass and pulled her up off her feet, so that they were crotch to crotch. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her moistened puss to his rock hard dick. He turned to brace her back up against the wall while his hands came off her ass to fondle her tits.

Carlos thumbed her nipples, while she projected another image into her mind of him slamming his raging hard-on into her glistening wet pussy while she screamed her release. Understanding what she wanted, Carlos slid his hand down her body to find her moist center. As he went in to pinch her clit, he found her naked to his touch. He quickly followed his pinch with a gentle rub and then slid his index finger into her wet hole. Her muscles were grabbing at his finger encouraging him deeper till he'd sunk his finger down to his last knuckle. He slowly pulled the finger out of her and then slammed it back in. The next time he repeated this he added another finger so that she was roughly stretched open. She began to moan softly. He went faster and faster till her breathing was uneven and her moans were getting louder. Then on a quick down stroke he slammed his thumb against her swollen clit. She came with a gush and a loud cry.

Alice lowered her legs to the floor, straightened her skirt, and grabbed Carlos' hand. She brought his fingers to her mouth and licked her juices off of them. "Woman, you are going to make me cum right here if you don't stop," Carlos muttered at her. Alice smiled up at him flicked her tongue once more over his fingers and dropped his hand. She turned and started up the stairs again while he ran to catch up to her. As he hit the top of the stairs he "received" a mental movie of Alice removing her top in front of a mirror. He saw her breasts swing free and her nipples hardened. He came around the door jam in time to see her thumbs hook in the waist of her skirt and yank it down; her eyes still on the mirror in the room.