Nikita: Take My Blues Away

[badboyeee]

As I wandered the gray dark city streets the occasional flicker of neon reminded me there was more to this world than a mix of black and white. The click of my shoes on the hard cold concrete echoed through the hollow night. Steam rose from the gutters making the urban jungle look like a misty bog. The howl of alley cats was the background music to my meanderings. Hands firmly stuffed in my jacket pockets like I had to hold it down; the collar up trying to protect me from the chill that whisked my skin; my head down as I trudged into the foreground seemingly with a purpose and destination. Truth was, I wasn't going anywhere, I had nothing to do, no one to see, no plans for the future. I was a lone ship, cut loose from its moorings, adrift in an endless sea.

The tide took me through a neighborhood I hadn't been before and suddenly, through the nothingness of urban din, I could hear faint soulful melodies. I stopped, looked up, and listened as the music carried through the cool air awakening my senses. The notes might as well have been voices of sirens calling me to the rocky shores of their island. I couldn't resist the draw and followed the stirring rhythm down several dreary blocks. I came to an alleyway that trumpeted the bass of the band into the blackness. Light from an open door cut through the dark inviting me to join the world within.

I went down squeaking stairs to another door that was postered with an announcement that Nikita would be performing there for two nights only. I could hear her sultry voice as it forced its way through the walls and into my mind. With unexplainable anticipation I turned the handle and slowly made my way into the room. The music enveloped me like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night. The room was dim and smokey and I made my way to the nearest table without noticing anything else around me. I was fixated on the one source of light, the stage where she stood.

There was Nikita, center stage with my eyes transfixed on her. She was singing the blues, but seeing her brought a light into my life. Her left hand cupped a grey steel microphone like a woman holding her lover's head. Her right hand was at her side against a flowing black gown that had a plunging neckline revealing a glimpse of a red bra that held an ample bosom . Long black hair drifted down the sides of an exotically beautiful face with piercing green eyes and full luscious lips.

I watched Nikita the remainder of the night, never leaving my seat, never breaking my stare. The night grew long and entered into morning as Nikita left the stage and the club emptied. For some reason I couldn't remove myself from this island I was drawn to. I sat alone when the beautiful sound of stilettos on wood broke the silence and the silhouette of an hour glass figure slipped into the room. Nikita came to me and looked me in the eye as though she knew my thoughts. It turns out she did.

She slowly turned around looking at me over her shoulder revealing her backless gown which exposed a tattoo that covered the entire area. I moved my hands to her body and quietly slipped the gown off her shoulders. It glided to the ground revealing her beautiful figure adorned by red and black bra and panties. Nikita turned and knowingly smiled at me and removed my clothing, took my hand and led me to the stage she graced earlier. We embraced as our hands began the introductions to one another. Nikita kissed my shoulders and chest and she slowly moved down my body allowing her breasts to carve paths of pleasure along the way. She removed her bra baring her beautiful pierced nipples and lowered them to where my desire was growing for her. Her lips and tongue pleasured me but never met mine as though she knew these moments of passion would be fleeting and couldn't be sealed with a kiss.

I raised myself above Nikita and turned her onto her stomach, straddling her buttocks with full access to her torso. My hands caressed her silky skin from the top of her neck to the arch of her back before I leaned forward and placed my lips against the base of her neck. My lips and tongue worked their way down her body momentarily taking in the delights of cheeks and thighs until reaching the tips of her toes. I repositioned Nikita on her back and reset the process with my lips at the tip of her ears and working my way down with ample exploration of her heaving breasts. I found my way to another pierced area and let my mouth and tongue fulfill their lustful appetite. Nikita turned the tables and made me the object of her oral passions.

No longer able to withstand the heat from our amorous toying we partook in each other fully. One hand grasped Nikita's hip and the other her shoulder as my vision filled with this enchanting woman in front of me. When my lungs could bear no more, Nikita took control and moved her hips to the rhythm while I enjoyed looking up at her beauty. After reversing in that position a couple of times I swung my arm behind her back and lifted her into the air with my hips until Nikita was lying prone with me on top of her. I gazed down at her as my body and mind shuttered with explosive ecstasy. We collapsed on the stage of intimacy knowing these wonderful moments of shared passion had come to an end.

As I exited the door a ray of sun streaked between the rooftops illuminating the alley. I stepped into the day and made my way down the street, my shoes tapping a tune along the melodic sidewalk. The city was vibrant and bright welcoming me to join a concert of life in progress. I would be a player in this collaboration until the day Nikita returned to that club and I would have to opportunity to join in harmony with her again.

 

[old cat lady]

That sounds like my kind of blus bar and great review of a woman that is an true gem. I'm looking forward to seeing her tomorrow even more now.