Six weeks after learning of the death of Michelle for the very first time in the obituary and entertainment section of the local newspaper. Whose well attended funeral her public relations staff hadn’t notified me of since our sexual relationship had been a well kept secret. At least from Michelle’ family, her public relations staff and the ever raging out of control media whose voracious minions gobbled up every juicy tidbit and rumor they came across like piranhas turned loose in a goldfish pond. But not, as I was soon to learn, from one of her more recent collaborators on a film that now wouldn’t make its way into the can without some major revisions.
Once again I was sitting in the popular and crowded café typing a short story into my ever present laptop while nursing a steaming hot cup of java. Which I absentmindedly sipped from time to time as I ignored both the people and their conversations flowing around me like flotsam on a meandering stream. When a curly haired strawberry blonde goddess whose curvaceous figure was encased in a modest pullover dress. Quite suddenly appeared, as if arriving from another dimension in the space time continuum after a single twitch of her nose, without any warning whatsoever sitting in the chair across the table from me.
“I hope you don’t mind if I sit here for a spell.” she said as my fingertips tapped the keys on my laptops keyboard at a furious pace.
Startled I looked up for a moment dazed and unable to break away from my story and focus on the gorgeous strawberry blonde who sat across the table grinning at me. Granting her permission to sit in the chair across from me that had been empty just a moment before with a slight nod of my head after which I returned to my story. Nor did I look up again until I’d finished writing the last line of my short story which me took nearly an hour to write. Only to discover that the cute curly haired strawberry blonde was still sitting across from me waiting patiently for me to finish writing.
This time I recognized the curly haired goddess, as my eyes swam back into focus, as one of my all time favorite actresses who I’d just about give anything to meet. But never expected to do so since at the time I was an unknown writer who was about to publish his first book of poetry. Once again the curly strawberry blonde haired goddess grinned at me as we sat there gazing into each others eyes for a long moment as I slowly regained my senses.
“Michelle told me so much about you that I just had to come see for myself now that she is gone while I’m in town on business for a few days.” the curly haired goddess said to break the impenetrable wall of icy silence that seemed to lay between us.
“I’m glad that you did.” I replied as I slowly came down from the high I always get whenever I’m writing and seeming ever so slowly regained my normal poise and demeanor.
Thus began another chapter of one of the greatest sexual adventures of my life as I soon learned. That not only had the curly haired strawberry blonde goddess taken some time out of her busy, hectic and frantic schedule in order to spend some time with me. But after reading a series of four poems that I had written entitled: “The Four Seasons of Love” that were about to be published for the first time in my book. A copy of which I’d given to Michelle and who’d in turn loaned it to her fellow actress and collaborator. The curly haired and strawberry blonde goddess had also sought me out because she and her partner, of the production company they owned, was interested in making a movie based on those four poems.
Of course I was excited and eagerly gave the curly haired goddess who sat grinning at me from across the table. The business card of my literary agent who’d stanchly warned not to make any deals on my own. Lest I unwittingly cheat myself out of the monetary rewards that my writing would otherwise have garnered for our bank accounts. Nodding her head in understanding as to how things were done in tinsel town the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess took the card that I proffered to her and made it disappear. After which our conversation quite naturally turned to more personal matters since the business at hand had been dwelt with and set aside.
For the next couple of hours all the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess and I did was too reminisce about our mutual friend, the dearly departed Michelle. Whose bond of friendship was all that we had in common yet had managed to bring us together at the very same spot where Michelle had introduced herself to me. So that by the time I was ready to leave the café in order to head back up the mountain to the privacy of my hidden retreat. I felt comfortable enough to invite the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess to accompany me to my secret hideaway. Holding out the state of the art holographic suite that I’d recently had installed like a carrot dangling in front of her nose.
Ever since the invention and mass distribution of the replicator which could now be found in each and every home throughout the Federation of Planets. Most people had absolutely no need to carry any personal luggage when they traveled since what they needed could so easily be obtained from a replicator. Which meant that the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess could drop everything as well as put all of the balls she was juggling on pause in order to spend a few days alone with me in the mountains. Without the need to return to her hotel room, retrieve her belongings and checkout of the over hyped pricy digs. All she had to do was tapp the com button on her watch that everybody wore in order to both inform her staff as to the change in plans as well as to instruct them just what to do about it. Before leaving the café with me as we walked arm in arm down the street to where hardtop convertible sat in its parking space patiently awaiting my return.
So it was that as the sun went down that the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess and I retired to the state of the art holographic suite. That I’d recently had installed in a back room of my Hobbit style house that I’d had built into the accessible spot on the grassy slope of a mountain side. With as good a view as possible out the front door just like the home of Bilbo Baggins in the Lord of the Rings trilogy that had been released in movie theaters at the beginning of the twenty-first century.
Only instead of looking out at the spectacular view just outside my front door. The strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess and I found ourselves walking hand in hand as well as barefoot along a beach as the tide ebbed to and fro. While overhead two distinct moons, which in reality actually orbited around another planet clear across the known galaxy, sailed across the star filled sky. As the sound of the ocean gently lapping against the shoreline helped us to relax as well as to shrug off the cares and worries of our individual lives. While the refreshing scent of the salty air invigorated the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess and I with a renewed sense of well being. That seemingly often escaped us when out and about in the real world as well as allowed my former lovers fellow actress and collaborator. To completely let go, at least for the moment, of the inhibitions that our society deems fit to impose on the so called little people.
Without fear of the media hounds who derive so much joy out of pestering and destroying the reputations, careers and lives of those in the entertainment business. The strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess at last let go of my hand and turned to face even as she took a couple of steps back away form me. Reaching down she crossed her arms as her fingers grasped the hem of the modest pullover dress that she was still wearing.
Where to my increasing delight and joy the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess pulled off her dress. Lifting the cottony fabric upwards and pulling it off where she lifted it high into the air and let go. So that the breeze blowing from off the ocean instantly seized her dress within it’s invisible talons and made off with it. So that at last my former lover’s fellow actress and collaborator, who had chosen not to wear any underwear when she’d gotten dressed that morning, stood before me in all the glory of the womanly beauty that mother nature had bestowed upon her daughter.
In another moment my clothes took flight as well, my arms opening wide in order to receive my former lover’s fellow actress and collaborator in an embrace filled with joy, love and passion. As the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess threw her arms about my neck as I drew her naked body up against mine. Our lips brushing against each other in a kiss that became increasingly intimate and passionate as we met each other halfway. An action on both of our parts that required me to bend down towards the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess even as she pulled herself upwards and stood up onto the tips of her toes.
Before long my former lover’s fellow actress and collaborator and I found ourselves lying on top of the wet and packed surface of the sand. With the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess lying on her back with all four of her limbs wrapped tightly about my neck and waist. Ignoring the water ebbing and flowing all around us and in some cases over our naked bodies as we thrashed about. Making love beneath the two moons lazily sailing overhead across the star filled sky and seemingly so close that all one had to do in order to feel their crater pocked surface was to reach out and touch it.
The sound of our sighs, moans and cries mingled together on the breeze shattering the silence framed by the increasing sound of the waves crashing against the shore. The intensity of her sexual arousal had made the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess far more wetter that I’d expected or had even anticipated. Allowing the entire length of my rock hard and throbbing manhood to slip easily inside the warmth of the velvety glove of her love canal. The pressure of my throbbing masculinity sliding up inside the flower of her womanhood. Caused the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess to throw back her head and her eyes rolled back up inside her head. As she gave expression to the sexual ecstasy she was experiencing when she felt herself spread open wider then she been in a long while. When the low moan escaping from between her lips suddenly became a long drawn out and piercing cry.
Again and again my rock hard and throbbing cock slid upwards into the welcoming body of my former lover’s fellow actress and collaborator. Who writhed beneath me in sexual ecstasy as my hips continued to rise and fall like the pistons in a high powered race car engine. Nor did I stop humping up and down between the clean shaven thighs of the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess. Or allowed myself to cum until at last I felt the pulsing within the depths of her loins as well as heard her screams of sexual ecstasy as together we came as one. The warmth of my seed setting off a series of multiple climaxes inside the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddesses loins as it flowed upwards freely and unimpeded into my former lover’s fellow actress and collaborator’s womb.
Afterwards we lay there on the wet sand in each others arms catching our breaths, the incoming tide flowing around our fevered bodies. Cooled us down but was quite unable to completely put out the fires of our still smoldering passions as we lay there gazing into the liquid depths of each others eyes. Until at last we jump up and raced each other into the ocean where we throughly rinsed off the grains of sand still clinging to our backsides.
“End program.” I spoke out loud as the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess and I walked out of the water holding hands. In a flash the wind, ocean, waves and even both moons disappeared to reveal the familiar yellow lines of the empty holographic suite. A warm current of air dried our bodies and hair as we made our way towards the double doors of the entrance to the start of the art holographic chamber.
Leaving the room in which all of my dreams could come true I led my former lover’s fellow actress and collaborator to my well appointed sleeping chamber and the king size bed that lay within. Upon which the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess and I wrestled and banged the living daylights out of each other. As we took turns mounting on top of each other beneath the clean and fresh satin sheets, until at last both of us fell into an exhausted but sated sleep in each others arms.
The rest of the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddesses visit was just as exciting as that first night. Sadly coming to an end as all good things must do sooner or later even though it is more often than not hoped to be later than sooner. As the strawberry blonde and curly haired goddess was forced to return at last to the hectic and frantic pace of her lifestyle as both an actress and producer in the entertainment business.
My former lover’s fellow actress and collaborator left me behind to dream of the ripe curves of her well endowed body and the sweetness of her kisses. Her promise to return ringing in my ears as I watched the shuttle lift off a short distance from my hidden retreat. The Hobbit hole that I’d had constructed within the grassy slope of the accessible mountainside. Where I stood just outside my front door waving at the departing shuttle as it receded into the distance until at last it disappeared from sight altogether.
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