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Azhar & Dreamboy landed in Cancun, without further incident...
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Azhar & Dreamboy landed in Cancun, without further incident... Azhar & Dreamboy landed in Cancun, without further incident... However, Azhar had more tricks up her sleeve... Awzam! Most of the passengers deplane and take buses to their destinations in Cancun... But, Azhar and Dreamboy and the other four couples get into this H2 super-stretch limo... and, off they go into the sunset, a few miles away where paradise awaits... and, they are talking a paradise with no boundaries... or would there be? His little heart is pounding... He just joined the mile high club less than an hour ago, and now who knows what lies ahead... He begins to fear that some really crazy exotic, erotic sexual activity could befall his bellydancer and him... be still my beating heart... This place... 'Secrets Silversands' Riviera Cancun resorts & spas had 8 swimming pools... and, it is located on the beach... on the atlantic side of Mexico...with crystal clear blue water and white sand, and beautiful women all in bikinis... Dreamboy doesn't focus on the men, so please don't ask... you know that some of you are going to ask from a feminine point of view, and it is not going to happen... yes, you can go to other blogs and get that... but, not here... not on Dreamboy's watch... boom! Azhar has been very secretive about the agenda the next couple of nights... and, as they enter the hotel he discovers why... her beautiful picture in one of her saris cut down to sway with her abilities and mesmerize mere mortals is flashed on a placard near the steps to the entrance of this dreamy place... She is going to perform for the group at 8:00 pm tonight... OMG... are you kidding... no wonder she brought a ton of clothes in two suitcases... nobody packs that much clothing for two nights... Dreamboy begins to say something to her and she immediately places her hand over his mouth and blinks those big brown eyes and says: 'Dream boy... is ok... awzam... Cancun fun!'... what can one do. you think you might be in a 'twilight zone' episode or maybe an 'outer limits' one only, this one is in color and he is with a sensual, majestic Aphrodite-like goddess 'who only has eyes for him'... well, she seems to have only eyes for him so far... but, he's going to stay in the moment... you all know Dreamboy, he's usually just minding his own business when these strange events happen... there he is... walking down the hallway at work one minute and the next minute two women are having their way with him in an apartment complex minutes from the salt mines... or he goes to lunch and a belly dancer falls into his lap, literally and figuratively... what are the odds of that... (yes, some of you have shown quite a bit of concern for him as these events are unraveling themselves, and he appreciates it)... They make it to their hotel room and every window seems to have a view of the ocean or one of the pools (Smooth Operator is playing thru the overhead speakers in the room with these huge ceiling fans (reminds one of Azhar's tits) slowly turning above them)... Azhar slips out of her traveling outfit and beckons him to her as she strolls to the bathroom... Dream boy, please order us some dos xs... she likes this new Mexican beer... He does as she asks, and within minutes they have an ice box of 'dos equis' beer trucked to the room with chilled glasses inside... What service... He goes to tip the waiter and he says... please, this is on the house, and after all, Azhar is going to perform for the hotel tonight... your tip no good here!!! wow... As he pours the beer, Azhar comes out of the bathroom looking like a million bucks... He may have to start wearing a different kind of underwear, because the instant hard-ons are killing him... and, not in a "softly" manner... just sayin'... this woman must be able to read him like a book, because she is dressed to kill, He's a puppet in her arms, in her presence, on top of her, underneath her... anywhere with her... her hair is weaved with blue tassels and she's sprayed some sparkly stuff on them... her face is smooth as silk... He's thinking... He must be dreaming... but, he's not, he pinched myself and felt it... she's wearing a silver necklace with turquoise gems accenting her breasts which bounce in unison as she strolls towards him... He doesn't notice her shapely legs, but, he knows she is not a mermaid, because she wasn't one before... and, yet, she is coming towards him... she reaches her destination... Dreamboy's lips and plants one on him... she runs her fingers thru his hair and says: 'dreamboy... you change... we eat...' Ok... He only has two pairs of shorts, one that he is wearing and his blue jeans... three t-shirts, one collared shirt and that is it... oh, he has 11 condoms left, after using one on the plane... He put on his blue jeans and the collared shirt... Awzam!!! What an entrance Azhar makes... all eyes are upon her... well, maybe not all eyes... for some strange reason, a pair of eyes (blue) that he recognizes from the airplane (yes, the flight attendant) is not looking at her... she is staring at him... craving him... it's like he's listening to 'Flight Facilities' 'Crave you'... and it can't be because some latin music is blaring in the restaurant... and, yet, this woman, she looks different in beach wear... low cut, loose-fitting (looks like two handkerchiefs) holding up her breasts... No, they are not melons of desire like Azhar's but, they will do in a pinch... He bites his tongue and focuses on his date... He has the most desirable woman in the room... she rocks, she's sexy, she's a great kisser, and, she sends him thru the roof, just being with her... they sit down and eat a delicious appetizer... Azhar sits across from him and is sucking on her shrimp in a way that gets him hard yet again... He doesn't know what it is, but, this woman is so sensual... there are table cloths on all of the tables that cover any activity going on underneath... Azhar is playing with his dick under the table with her feet.. she takes a bite of shrimp and rubs his balls, then she puts a piece of fish on her fork and squirts lemon juice on it as she strokes his dick... He's about to explode when he hears a sharp ... the waiter has a cloth napkin ready to place on his lap... 'oh please don't notice his hard-on or Azhar's foot massaging him'... if he did notice, he doesn't let anyone know and he makes sure that all diners at the table have napkins in their laps... the next course is served... a mixed salad with mangos, watermelon, strawberries and grapes erupting out of a bed of lettuce and tomatoes, coated with a Herbal Balsamic strawberry Vinaigrette dressing that Azhar feeds him... she's moved closer to him as there is room and this is her zone... she places grapes in his mouth one at a time, and then pours dos xs down his throat, never taking her eyes off of him... He goes to reciprocate and her tongue goes to meet every morsel of food that he places in front of her mouth... He notices another patron sitting at a table next to them, and he can't keep his eyes off of her... his date, wife, significant other is furious... He doesn't blame him... Dreamboy is in heaven... and he knows it... the entrée is a concoction of fresh red snapper, tuna and assorted steamed vegetable served over a bed of rice... He could die tonight (well, maybe after Azhar and they conduct a sexual experience that rivals anything he may have ever experienced... but, that seems impossible... unless... blue eyes joins us later on... stop it... focus, you are in heaven, you don't anything else... you have all you and, then some...). Ok... but, he had to put it out there just the same... some of the blogger readers don't like it when I speak to them while telling a story... too bad, say, it is my story... and i'll cry if I want to... or die trying... the dessert is a sumptuous affair of forbidden-like fruit with ice cream and chocolate still warm to the tender touch of his tongue... and, just like that Azhar whispers in his ear... 'I go change... I dance soon'... it was almost 7:30 pm and she was going to be performing... in the auditorium next door... she said: 'I be back, u go theater'... She kissed me... one of those long, slow kisses that some of you write about, some of you want to experience... yes, that kiss... the one that has toppled kingdoms... the one that gets his dick hard... once again.. and then she nibbles on his ear as her hand strokes his arm... He watches her as she leave the room... it is like watching people at a tennis match, only with this match the heads stay in unison and he can feel the men's eyes and heads looking like bobble head dolls as they are in motion with her breasts bouncing up and down with every step she takes... Oh, what a lucky man he is... everyone heads to the auditorium... He can't drink anymore... He was wasted an hour ago, and yet... a glass of Courvoisier is placed in his hand as he is seated near the front of the auditorium... blue eyes joins him... apparently, she is alone and somehow is staying nearby or at this resort... her name is Kristi, and she's been a flight attendant for 10 ... a bit young for Dreamboy, as he likes women in their forties, fifties and beyond... He guesses it's because when he asks his if she can call any of his sliding top 30 women mommy... she says that he is disgusting because some of them are barely older than her... He told her to accept the possibility... He doesn't make the rules... true love is blind... she roles her eyes reminding him of Mary Joe Lisa, except that his has short hair... He doesn't know why Kristi is here... but, it is a free country and she is welcome to sit anywhere... the lights go down and the curtain pulls apart and, there she is... Azhar is clad in her belly dancer outfit with a matching veil, and she has her silver belly button ring on that dazzles the audience as the light shines on her... she has the tiny cymbals on her fingers and a sexy middle eastern belly dancer song is playing... his eyes, as do the audience's entire eyes focus on the goddess of love entrancing everyone in her spell... time has stopped... He doesn't even hear Kristi talking... it is not important... what is important is this display of erotic dancing before him... she moves in mysterious ways, her eyes penetrate as if removing every stitch of clothing... He blushes... wait a minute... He's been with her... she has tasted him... they have tasted each other... and, yet... her power over him renders this gentle soul in a trance of lust... He want to scream 'Mommy' (he often has around her)... but, he can't, that would be stupid and childish here in the open... but, he had to say it... for the next hour he is totally consumed by the beauty of her dance... He must have her... He may have her... will she have him? what is happening... His feelings are getting so out of whack... He's the man... He's the pursuer... He's the aggressor... no... He is ... He is so turned on that he could explode at any minute... if you will recall, earlier in the day Kristi had ruined their moment seconds after Azhar peaked... seconds before he was about to peak... but, all is forgiven... He sighs deep sighs, not realizing that Kristi is not watching Azhar, she is watching him... and, then, he feels Kristi's eyes... you know, it's like women are always watching... always judging... and, still we are too weak to deny them... Kristi tells him that she will be in the main spa room at midnight... why did she say that to him... does she not know that he is with a goddess? do all women want what they can't have? Kristi is no dog... she is an attractive woman... about 5' 2' tall... maybe 120 lbs, give or take, and she smells good, looks good, has soft skin... but, he's with Azhar... he's with Azhar... He's with Azhar... still... Azhar finishes her performance to a standing (his dick is still hard) ovation... she is drenched in sweat... and he brings her a cold glass of water which she downs in three seconds... she has him get her a towel so she can wipe off... her skin glistens as the sweat comes out of her pores... what a lovely woman... she tells him... 'I tired Dream boy... we sleep'... He agrees and walks her to their room... He goes to the bathroom and gets a bath started for her... He lights the candles in the bath room, and he had rose petals delivered to the room prior to their arrival from the show... they are fresh and smell wonderful... Azhar starts getting undressed in the bedroom... and he adorns the bathroom floor with the rose petals... she's so tired... they've had a long day... and when she reaches the bathroom her eyes light up... 'dream boy...' awzam...' she goes to the bath tub which is filling up with water and he pours in the hotel bubble bath soap along with 'Mr. Bubble' foam soap... the only other thing he has brought besides the condoms to add to the moment... should it be needed... She is so tired... so he begins to rub her down, massage her neck, her forehead, her shoulders, down to her finger tips... she is relaxing now... as he's massaging her she says... Kristi... spa... midnight... what? did he hear her right... to be continued!!! please let me know your thoughts... 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just when you thought it was over... like a jaws movie... dun, dun, dun, dun... Azhar is back... hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Very nice ty for sharing and do continue hugs V Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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12/14/2018 1:21 pm |
Yeah baby
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Very nice ty for sharing and do continue hugs V thanks for visiting and commenting on my blog post today... I'm so glad that you liked it... I'll put another one out soon... have a great Friday!!! Hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Joy. thanks for stopping by to read and comment on this adventure... isn't that funny how he happens to be right where he needs to be... hmm... a lucky man... glad that you enJOYed it... enJOY your weekend... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Yeah baby thanks for reading and commenting on this post today... I'm glad that you liked it... Have a nice day... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Another nicely written part to your story, thanks for sharing with us.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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Another nicely written part to your story, thanks for sharing with us.. thanks again for the kind words... Azhar and Dreamboy are a perfect outlet for these stories to keep flowing... I'm glad that you like them... have a great Saturday!!! Hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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