FanFic
The Richard Dawson Experience
Last UpDated: 29 June 2001.
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She sat in the limo wearing her favorite dress. It was a light peach color with a sweetheart neckline and little buttons all the way down the front. It must be a dream but here she was riding in HIS limo on the way to HIS house. He, was Richard Dawson. It had been wonderful to be on Family Feud and meet him in person but she never expected he would invite her to have dinner at his house that evening. But the limo was pulling through the gates to his home right now.
The driver opened the door and she stepped out and walked up the three steps to the front door. Here goes nothing, she thought, and rang the bell. She was surprised when Richard himself answered the door.
“Good evening,” He said with a big smile “I’m glad you decided to come.”
Decided to come, was he crazy? Did he ever think she would not accept his invitation? “Thank you, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.
He led her trough the entryway and into a large dinning room. It was beautiful. Candles were the only lights and there were fresh flowers set round the room.
She ate everything she was served although she couldn’t have said weather it was good or not, or even what it was because she was lost in his sexy eyes the whole time.
“Would you like some desert?” he ask for a second time. He had noticed that she had been silent all through dinner and wondered what she was thinking about so hard.
“Oh, sorry. I’d love some.” She suddenly realized she had probably made a fool out of herself. She just couldn’t help it. He was the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes on.
A servant came in and set down a large bowl of strawberries and another bowl filled with dark melted chocolate. “That’s all we will need to night. You can go ahead and take the rest of the night off.” Richard told the man even though he was still looking directly at her.
For a long moment they just sat there looking at each other over the table. She just couldn’t stand it anymore; the urge was too great. It was as if he was pulling her to him. She slowly walked to the other side of the table running her fingers along the smooth surface. He had started to stand up but she stilled him with a small shake of her head. Straddling him she sat down on his lap.
“Here, let me.” Taking a strawberry and dipping the tip into the chocolate. Carefully she brought it to his lips.
He slid his tongue out and licked a drop of chocolate from the strawberry. A shock of heat streaked through her whole body and she felt him harden beneath her. As his tongue retreated into his mouth the strawberry followed.
After he had finished the bite she leaned forward and kissed his sweet mouth. She moved her tongue across his lips and he opened them for her. He tasted so wonderful she thought she would die. When the kiss ended she leaned back with a sultry smile and said “MMMM sweet.”
“Here, let me show you what I think is sweet.” He lifted her gently off his lap and set her on the table. Then he stood up and started kissing her deeply.
This was amazing she thought. I’ll never forget this dinner in my whole life. She couldn’t get enough of him and unbuttoned his shirt so she could feel his soft smooth skin and rock hard muscles with no barriers.
He laid her back on the table and it was then that she realized that he had undone her dress at the same time. Her breasts were perfect. They were large and full with dark tight nipples.
To her surprise he did not reach out to touch them but instead reached for strawberry. He dipped it down deep in the chocolate. As the chocolate drizzled off he moved it over her creamy white breasts. It was a sensation like none she had ever felt before.
He put the strawberry in her mouth and then bent down and slowly licked the chocolate from her breasts. Starting where the drizzles stopped he made his way up to the very peaks of her nipples. Suckling each one until she could not stand another minute. She was so hot and wet and longed to feel him inside her.
Barley able to speak she whispered “Richard, please.”
She didn’t have to tell him, please what. The fact that her knees had parted told him everything he needed to know.
Looking dazedly at him through passion filled eyes she could tell he understood her plea. He was magnificent. The muscles in his arms rippled under his tan skin as he took off his pants. When she saw his hard manhood jutting out she wanted him even more. She could only plead with her eyes for him to take her because at that moment all words fled her mind.
He slid his hands beneath her and moved her to the edge of the table. He leaned down and kissed her gently and entered her tight hot opening.
A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as he filled her completely. The rhythm started with long slow deep strokes that quickly turned to a faster pace. She tried to hold back until he was ready for release but it wasn’t long until her body felt like it would explode at any moment. Then he drove even deeper and she erupted in spasms of ecstasy.
Even though she had climaxed, she knew he had not. Wanting him to feel the same pleasure she had she matched him thrust for thrust.
He knew that she thought her pleasure was over and was waiting for his release but he wouldn’t let her get away with just pleasing him. He took one hand from beneath her and palmed her sex spot until she was once again moaning and scratching the table with her nails. Driving deep inside her one last time he finally let go and came.
His climax was so strong she could feel his hot cum pouring into her depths. That was all it took to send her over the brink for a second time.
Richard kissed her deeply once again and with a lazy smile whispered “That’s what I call sweet.”