Initial Meeting

This story is part of the Guardians of the Crown Jewels gameplay experience.

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Initial Meeting
Dimmed lights underlined the earthy tones of the cabaret, whose interior perfectly reminisced the Art Deco style of the 1930s. The relaxed atmosphere of the half-empty club was well matched to Themba’s lonely mood; the man silently enjoyed his drink to the sound of Miles Davis’s trumpet. Lost in his thoughts on a cushy velvet chair, he hadn’t noticed that someone had just sat down beside him.

“Bad day?”

Themba kept his emotions in check as he turned his head. Still, he couldn’t help but remain speechless in front of the woman who just came upon him. Dark curly hair shined over her honey brown skin, underlining her classy yet sensual pearly evening dress. The robe hid – and revealed – so much of her feminine graces; she was inviting and intoxicating, much like a fine bottle of bourbon.

“Not particularly. I just like to keep to myself.”

The mysterious lady gave him a coy smile, as if she was gaging him.

“A soldier, aren’t you?”

The black-haired man frowned as he looked at her. “Why would you think that?”

A cloud of white smoke now twirled around the sorceress, who had begun to sip on her electronic cigarette. “A good magician never reveals her secrets. Still, not a very difficult guess, all in all.

The name’s Rashona, by the way.”

Temptation overwhelmed Themba, who munched on his lower lip as he finished his whisky, in one sip.

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Rashona’s long white gown silently fell on the floor with almost no sound, cushioned by the thick heavy rug of her suite. Now only dressed in laced underwear and a garter belt, the woman walked with confidence toward the bare-chested fellow who sat on her couch. Candle lights, muted jazz music and vanilla incense complemented the atmosphere – the perfect way to end an evening between two lonely souls.

“How’s your drink, Themba?”

The man scoffed. “A lady such as you knows about quality. It is excellent, as one might expect from a Blue Label.

Still, I think there’s something else I’d like to savor.”

Themba got up and started to rub his hands upon the bare generous curves of the curly-haired woman, holding her in his powerful arm as if to demonstrate the strength of his desire.

They soon began to kiss for long minutes, finally falling down together on a dark leather sofa. Rashona, now straddling her lover, moaned in unconscious fashion as the man had started to suck on her nipples. She gripped his well-defined triceps as he continued his relentless assault, melting away the remnants of her civility.

Animal spirits called to her; she rhythmically rubbed her warm moist vulva over his crotch, now only separated from her target by a few layers of clothes. She knew that the man, clearly erect and gifted, was not going to resist for long.

She was right.

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Rashona carefully began to lower herself on the rigid dark shaft, whose lavish girth was more than she required to sate her basic instincts. Thus, she groaned in satisfaction as her parting labia welcomed the glans of his penis; Rashona truly delighted in the initial steps of penetration, which always made her feel so… wanted.

Still, her burning passion quickly took over; she rhythmically began to ride the long warm cock which curved so well into her. Themba, now mostly passive in this cowgirl position, tenderly rubbed upon the soft thighs of his lover.

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It had now been more than ten minutes since Rashona had started her sensual dance over him, though Themba had so far been unable to get near the edge. The woman, skilled in the erotic arts, constantly shifted the speed and angle of her hips as she worked to reach the apex of her pleasure, which was now close at hand.

She finally let herself fall upon her partner, passionately kissing him on the mouth as she rubbed her inflamed clitoris on his pubis. Her vagina began to expertly tighten, freely milking the teased shaft of her lover.

“Now, fill me, soldier! Push it all into me!”

The loud deep groans of the man were muffled as she glued her lips upon his, twisting her tongue around as a powerful orgasm began to overwhelm her body. Her dark eyes rolled back; she could now feel the strong pulsing of his warm cock, which delivered long white ropes of semen deep into her womb.

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“So, what brings you here?”

Comfortably seated beside his lover, Themba knew he wasn’t supposed to reveal too much about his travels. Still, he attempted to remain diplomatic.

“Business with the air force; I’m expected to be part of an exercise at Nellis tomorrow.”

Rashona chuckled as she pulled on her electronic cigarette, letting out an aromatic puff.

“Good explanation, but you ain’t a great liar, dear.

Don’t worry, you have plenty of other qualities; I can testify to that.”

The woman’s tone revealed much to Themba. “So, I presume you realized who I was before we greeted, then.”

“Bingo. I’m actually supposed to come back with you to the castle; I just thought it would be better for us to get to know each other, first.”

Themba scoffed and closed the conversation with an ironic smile.

“Well, I guess our initial meeting could have gone a lot worse.”