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They took the elevator from the lobby to the 21st floor, standing close together in the small space, their arms brushing. She looked up at him as he looked down at her and they both smiled somewhat shyly. When the doors opened they headed down the hallway, her small suitcase in his hand, and when they reached his room she waited while he slid the card into the lock. With a faint click the lock released and he turned the handle, standing back as he held the door open for her. She walked into the suite and looked around briefly before bending over by the closet to unlace her boots.

Standing in the doorway, he watched her for a few seconds before closing and locking the door. He stood still behind her, watching, as her movements caused her jeans to strain across her bottom. Setting her case on the floor he took a step toward her, his hand reaching out almost involuntarily to brush across her ass. She stilled her movements when he touched her but didn’t pull away, merely resumed unlacing her boots after a brief pause.

Finally she finished with the laces and reached for his arm to steady her as she pulled the boots off. Standing in her sock feet she was now several inches shorter than he, and he leaned down to brush his lips across her forehead. She smiled up at him.

“Do you want to go out to eat,” he asked, “or have something brought in?”

She looked longingly towards the Jacuzzi in the corner. “It’s been a long day,” she said, and he nodded.

“Why don’t you get your suit on, and I’ll order something up.”

“Okay,” she agreed, standing on tiptoe and brushing her soft lips across his cheek, before grabbing her bag and slipping into the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind her.

He stared for a moment at the closed door before shaking his head to clear it. Time later for lascivious thoughts, he thought. Best now to take things slowly. He knew that she could be very skittish, and he didn’t want to frighten her. He wouldn’t pressure her.

Picking up the phone on the desk, he called down to order them some food. Not knowing her preferences, he settled on several small dishes that they could share, as well as a bowl of strawberries and a bottle of white wine.

Since she hadn’t emerged from the bathroom when he hung up the phone, he closed the drapes and turned on a soft light near the hot tub. Then he stepped into the bedroom and closed the French doors loosely behind him. Removing his clothes quickly, he reached for the swimming trunks he hoped he wouldn’t need to wear after this time. Stepping into them, he heard the bathroom door open. Tying a loose knot in the shorts’ drawstring, he opened the French doors in time to see her standing at the edge of the Jacuzzi in a short black robe.

She was dipping her toes in the water, the skin of her legs glowing softly in the lamplight. He glanced at the red polish on her toenails and let his gaze roam slowly from there to her ankle, up her calf to her knee, and up to the hem of her robe. He looked up finally to her face and saw her watching him, a soft smile on her face. Looking down, he saw his erection straining against his trunks and shrugged. She already knew the effect she had on him.

Still smiling, she began to step down into the water, her fingers catching the hem of her robe just before it touched the water. Holding the satiny material up higher as she stepped deeper into the tub, she continued to lift it until she was standing waist-deep in the hot water. Finally she pulled the robe off over her head, dislodging a few curls from her hastily-twisted ponytail. The swimsuit that was revealed beneath was also black, all of a piece and plunged deeply between her large breasts. He groaned inaudibly as he saw the swell of her breasts peeking from behind the material.

She tossed the robe negligently away from the Jacuzzi and sank down into the water, sitting deep enough that her breasts floated gently within her bathing suit. Her eyes looked him up and down and he found himself sucking in his stomach muscles before realising it and forcing himself to relax. Her gaze, though curious, showed no judgment. Her eyes lingered on his swimming trunks and he felt himself twitch slightly under her watchful eye. She smiled.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door and he hastily pulled on a fluffy white robe from the closet before admitting the teenage waiter and his trolley. He nodded without listening when the boy spoke and pressed a $5 into his palm. “Thank you,” he said, “that will be all.”

Almost hurriedly he closed and locked the door, turning to face her. “Would you like a glass of wine?”

“Yes,” she replied, “I would love one, thank you.”

He returned her smile and poured them each a glass of wine, bringing both glasses to the edge of the Jacuzzi and leaving the trolley with its dome-covered dishes near the table. He handed her one of the glasses and set the other on the small table beside the tub. Shrugging off his robe, he eased into Pursaklar Escort the steamy, swirling water.

Her body drifted gently closer to his as he settled back against the edge of the Jacuzzi, picking up his wineglass in one hand and moving to put his other arm around her. She leaned willingly forward to allow his arm to slip behind her, her body curling naturally against his. He felt her breast brushing his side as he held up his glass to her in a toast.

“To a wonderful weekend,” he said softly, and she repeated the same. Smiling, he lifted his glass and sipped at the wine.

“Oh, that’s nice,” she said, pleased, taking another sip. “You’d better not let me drink too much of this.”

“No, I can’t – or else you’ll think I got you drunk to take advantage of you.”

She laughed, setting her half-empty glass on the nearby table. She touched his cheek briefly and he was startled at how cool her hand was, given the heat of the hot tub. “Don’t worry,” she said, “I know you’re more honourable than that.”

He smirked at her, and he too set his glass on the table. “Don’t be too sure,” he said, before suddenly grabbing her and pulling her into his lap.

She startled, as he knew she would, but she quickly relaxed against him. Sitting across his legs, she leant against his chest and rested her head on his shoulder. He felt the feather-light touch of her lips on his neck and sighed softly.

He ran his fingers slowly and gently up and down her arm, his other hand holding her against him so that the swirling water wouldn’t move her away. They were both quiet for several moments; the only sound the faint whir of the jets and the soft splashing of the water against the sides of the tub. Finally she stirred in his arms and her mouth on his neck became more insistent. He felt the gentle nip of her teeth on his skin and shivered even in the hot water.

She sat up suddenly and their eyes met. His hand slid up her arm to her shoulder and around behind her neck. The tips of his long fingers slipped into her hair as he cupped the back of her neck, drawing her closer to him. Her eyes drifted slowly closed and he watched her as if they had suddenly slipped into slow motion, noticing the way her lashes lay against her cheek, seeing her tongue slip between her lips and moisten them before disappearing back into her mouth, watching her lower lip tremble slightly as his mouth drew nearer to hers. Finally, his mouth a breath away from hers, he allowed his own eyes to close as he made the first, gentle contact of his lips to hers.

Both sighed softly as their lips met. He kissed her gently but firmly and she responded, her arms slowly coming up to curl around his neck, holding him close. He could almost feel her heart pounding in her breast as her chest pressed against his.

His lips moved softly but insistently against hers and she met his every movement with one of her own. Her lips parted to allow him entrance to her mouth and for a moment they shared the same breath. His tongue traced delicately along her upper lip, and she responded by gently sucking his lower lip into her mouth.

His cock throbbed between them and he held her tightly, the water swirling around them and their bodies absorbing its heat. He felt her squirm slightly against him, and finally pulled his lips from hers, as they both took a deep, ragged breath.

“Wow,” she said softly, “you were right.”

“Mm?”

“That kiss was worth waiting for.”

They both smiled, and she reached over and picked up her wineglass, though she made no effort to move from his lap. She took a sip of the cold wine and smiled. Suddenly she leaned forward and pressed her now-cold lips to his. Startled, he let her kiss him, his lips pliant beneath hers as she quite effectively fucked his mouth with hers. She sucked his tongue gently into her mouth and then swirled her own tongue around it before sucking on it again, and he felt his cock twitch against his stomach as she teased him. Then just as suddenly she pulled away and took another sip of wine, her face expressionless but her eyes full of suppressed mischief.

“So you want to be like that, do you,” he said, taking the wineglass from her and setting it aside. Quite easily he lifted her from his lap and turned her to face him, standing up and pulling her body tight against his. Her eyes widened as his cock pressed against her belly, and he pushed one knee between hers to part her legs. She didn’t resist him at all, but simply rested her hands trustingly on his shoulders. When he sat down again he easily pulled her down astride his lap, and he was pleased when she wriggled closer on her own, pressing against him until her pelvis pressed against his. Her breasts floated between them, straining to escape her swimsuit. Gently he traced one finger along the exposed swell of her breast and he both felt and saw her break out in goose bumps. This accomplished he Rus Escort stroked up and down her arms with his hands. She murmured something he didn’t quite catch before leaning towards him and pressing her face against his neck, her lips sucking and pecking softly at his skin as he continued to run his hands over her.

With each stroke he began moving higher up her shoulders, brushing her collarbone, his fingers sliding beneath the straps of her swimsuit. Finally he took the straps in his hands and slowly, giving her ample time to stop him, began to draw them from her shoulders.

Instead of stopping him, however, she merely sat up straighter in his lap, her arms held loosely at her sides and her hands on his waist, her eyes on his face as his gaze was riveted to her flesh, as he slowly exposed more of it to his view.

Her breasts floated easily free of the material as he drew the swimsuit down and he moaned as her hard nipples came into view. Abandoning the straps halfway down her arms he cupped her breasts in his hands, his big hands almost, but not quite, managing to contain her flesh. She purred her approval as his thumbs brushed her nipples, leaning back slightly and placing her hands behind her, on his knees, offering her breasts for his inspection.

He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples several times watching as her chest moved with each shuddering breath that she took. The air was thick with steam and with the anticipation that gripped each of them. He leaned down, his cupped hand bringing her breast to his mouth, and he sucked her hard nipple between his lips.

She gasped, her hands gripping his knees more tightly, her back arching as though to push more of her breast into his mouth but he resisted, keeping only the nipple in his mouth and sucking on it. Suddenly his teeth scraped across her nipple and she whimpered audibly, her hips jerking against his, causing her pelvis to press briefly against his cock. Wanting to make her do it again, he gently closed his teeth around her nipple.

Again her hips rocked against his but this time he didn’t stop, tugging at her nipple with his sharp teeth, and she began slowly to grind her pelvis against his cock. He could feel the soft flesh of her pussy through the material of her swimsuit, and he let go of her breasts and reached behind her back to hold her firmly before chewing gently on her nipple. She moaned, her hands releasing his knees and her body resting in his hands, trusting and pliant, as she brought one hand up to cup the back of his head, her other hand running over his chest, belly, sides, shoulders, every inch of his skin that she could reach.

His teeth moved her nipple between them as she squirmed in his lap, her pelvis rocking more purposefully now against his and her breathing coming in short gasps. Without pausing or letting up, still holding the middle of her back firmly with one hand, he tugged at her swimsuit with the other hand, pulling it down. Impatiently she tried to help him, her fingers almost ineffectual as he continued to chew at her nipple and she was grinding her pussy against his cock.

Finally he stopped, releasing her nipple and listening with pleasure as she whimpered in protest. She continued to grind against him for a few seconds before slowly growing still in his arms, her eyes finally opening and resting on his face. He leant toward her and pressed his lips to hers, and she responded hungrily. The mouths danced for several moments as he used both hands to tug her swimsuit down. “I need to see you,” he murmured against her mouth, “I need to feel you.”

She reluctantly pulled her lips from his and slowly slid backward along his thighs until she was standing somewhat unsteadily in the waist-deep water. Her breasts were right in front of his face and he couldn’t resist leaning forward and sucking her other nipple into his mouth and immediately scraping across it with his teeth.

She moaned and grabbed his shoulders for support as he took hold of her swimsuit and swiftly pulled it all the way down. Still holding onto him she stepped out of it and he tossed the swimsuit over the side of the tub.

Then he released her nipple from his mouth and stood up, drawing her naked body full against him and tangling his hand in her hair, pulling her head back gently and kissing her hard on the lips. She responded by letting her hands drift to his hips, and he allowed her to slip her hands inside the waistband of his trunks. As he had done she carefully tugged them down, ignoring his cock as it sprang free and pulling the trunks all the way off before throwing them out of the tub.

That done, however, her gaze settled on his cock and she stared at it for several seconds as it bobbed half above and half below the water. Unable to resist, she reached forward and let the pads of her fingers slide across the throbbing flesh. He groaned, his plans of careful seduction going rather quickly awry Sincan Escort as she touched him almost reverently. He looked at her face just as she was dragging her soft pink tongue across her lips and before he could stop himself the words were tumbling from his mouth, “Suck me…”

She glanced up at him, slightly startled, but she made no objection and sank immediately to her knees, the water now caressing her shoulders and neck, her tongue slipping from her mouth and touching the tip of his cock with all the effect of a jolt of electricity. He groaned as her mouth drew nearer, feeling her hot breath on his flesh, and he slipped his hands into her hair, pulling her closer, and she eagerly opened her mouth to take the head of his cock into it.

They both moaned as she sucked gently on him, her moan travelling along his cock with a delicious vibration, and she sucked him in deeper, taking more of him into her mouth until the water prevented her from going further. Then she moved back and her sucking intensified until he was forced to pull her away from his cock. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and he groaned again, her mouth still wrapped around his cock and her eyes full of smouldering desire. “I want to fuck your mouth,” he murmured, and without waiting for a response from her he held her head still and thrust gently forward. With the slightest tilt of her head she welcomed him deeper into her mouth, and he stood up on his toes trying to feed more of his cock into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked on him as he pulled out and thrust slowly in again, and he both heard and felt her soft moan. His answering groan shuddered through his chest and suddenly her mouth wasn’t enough, he needed to have her.

Releasing her head and pulling his cock completely from her mouth, he leaned down and slipped his hands under her arms, pulling her to her feet. “Bed,” he said thickly, and she nodded, quickly stepping out of the Jacuzzi and reaching for a towel. He stared at her naked body for a moment before ripping the towel from her hand and taking her by the wrist, pulling her firmly into the other room towards the bed.

Willingly she followed him, and when he sat her down on the edge of the bed she scooted backwards on her own, pulling him down on top of her. His cock nestled against her pussy as their wet bodies slid together, the blanket beneath them becoming soggy, though neither noticed. He kissed her hard, sucking at her lips and tongue and she responded, her mouth yielding but insistent. They kissed hungrily, her hips pushing up against his, before he abruptly pulled away and slid down her body, sucking a nipple into his mouth even as his fingers slid down her belly to her pussy. He spread her easily with two fingers, his middle finger immediately making contact with her swollen clit. He brushed over it again and again as she writhed beneath him, and he sucked harder on her nipple.

She gripped the blanket beneath her with both hands, her hips thrusting instinctively against his hand, and he lifted his mouth from her breast long enough to murmur, “I’m going to make you cum before I fuck you,” then closed his teeth around her nipple and bit it, hard. She shrieked in pain and pleasure and he released it, his voice louder now, “I’m going to make your pussy throb and fill with your juices, and then I’m going to fill you with my cock,” and he moved to her other breast and bit down on her nipple, her shriek louder now and more insistent as he let his left hand join his right between her legs, pushing two fingers into her pussy, surprised at how tight it was as it gripped him, her body arching up into his mouth as he chewed on her nipple, his finger rubbing insistently over her clit, feeling her orgasm clawing its way out of her body, and he suddenly released her nipple and leaned up so that his mouth was against her ear, at the same time pushing his fingers high up against the walls of her pussy and she shrieked again, her pussy throbbing and spasming around his fingers as he whispered against her ear, “Cum for me, baby, cum for me and then I’ll give you my cock.”

Her pussy clenched his fingers tightly as he flicked her clit hard with his fingernail and she screamed, a high, wordless cry of unrestrained pleasure, pushing down against his invading fingers, her hips bucking up against his hands.

Without waiting for her to come down he slipped up her body, the head of his cock pushing against her pussy and she let her legs fall further apart, her body straining towards his, her eyes opening and meeting his. “Do you want my cock, baby?”

“Yes, god yes,” she panted, her tongue moistening her parched lips, “please yes.”

Leaving the head of his cock just resting against her entrance he leaned over her and gathered her in his arms, his lips trailing along her jaw to her ear. “Such a good little slut,” he crooned, as he pushed his throbbing cock deeply into her pussy. Unprepared for the electric passion of her response he was caught off guard as her pussy immediately spasmed around him, squeezing him even more tightly. He felt her juices coating his cock as she trembled in his arms, and he kissed his way back along her jaw to her lips. She responded to his kiss in an abstracted, somewhat clumsy way as her body shuddered around his.

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My wife had told me her friend Sandy, from her women’s club she belonged to, would be stopping by our house to pick up some items. My wife said she would be late, so I was to help Sandy load some boxes into Sandy’s vehicle. Sandy soon arrived and I opened the door to our vestibule. Sandy had an average face with shoulder length blonde hair. Where she shined was in the chest department. Sandy’s tits were enormous and she like to show them off.

Sandy wasn’t wearing a bra this day and she had on a skin tight t-shirt. Her nipples nearly popped through the material. As we stood just inside the door, I had my eyes focused on her chest. Sandy noticed I hadn’t heard a word she had said. We walked up the steps to where the boxes were sitting. Once there I turned around and did something totally out of character for me. With Sandy right in front of me, I reached underneath her shirt. With both hands I found her breasts and started to squeeze them.

Sandy was totally shocked to say the least. Her eyes got big, but she didn’t pull away from me. Instead she pulled the t-shirt up and let those huge melons get free of the material.

“We don’t have much time,” I said.

I quickly pulled away from her tits and pulled her pants down to the floor. I unzipped my pants and let my cock swing free. I knew this had to be a quickie, so I turned Sandy towards the kitchen counter. She leaned over it and I was looking at her pussy lips from behind. They were all flared out as if she had been waiting for just this moment. I fitted my mushroom Mamak Escort head in between and in one motion I rammed my shaft into her.

Sandy screamed, but I just pushed my dick all the way in. There was no time for being subtle. I ploughed into that big pussy and slammed her for all it was worth. You could hear squishing sounds as I slid my cock in between her wet folds. I knew ten minutes had not gone by when I heard a car door slam shut. Christ, it had to be my wife! I don’t know how we did it, but Sandy and I pulled our clothes back on by the time my wife walked through the door.

I looked at Sandy and her face was flushed and her nipples were pushing against the t-shirt material even more than when she arrived. My wife didn’t notice a thing. She hugged Sandy and then told me to help her load up Sandy’s vehicle. Once the car was loaded I whispered to Sandy I would call her soon. A couple days passed and I phoned Sandy.

We decide to meet at a cheap motel a few miles from my house. It was the kind of place lovers met for a quick fuck. Today, however, was not going to be a quickie. Once we got into the room, Sandy stripped and sat on the edge of the bed. I removed my clothing as well. I took my cock in hand and walked towards the bed. Sandy knew what was coming. She opened her mouth and I slid my cock inside.

Sandy reached out and took hold of my sacs. She began to massage them as I fed my eight inches down her throat. Sandy was gagging a little as I pushed as deep as Masaj Yapan Escort I could into her mouth. She got me very hard and I pulled out. I pushed her onto her back and spread her thighs. I buried my face in between those giant pussy folds. I just went nuts lapping my tongue up and down. Sandy placed both hands on the back of my head and urged me on. She was moaning and begging me to make her cum this way.

I had a different plan instead. I eventually pulled away and stood up. I climbed in between and plunged my pecker into her sopping wet hole. I thought Sandy would go insane when I had my cock buried all the way. We just got into a fuck rhythm and she would meet each of my thrusts with her own. This wasn’t sweet lovemaking. It was gritty, hot fucking, pure and simple.

I told Sandy she was now my love whore. I was going to have her any way I wanted. Sandy nodded her head yes.

“Please Tony, fuck me hard, it’s been too long,” Sandy was pleading with me.

I later found out that Sandy’s husband was disabled. He fell from a rooftop and couldn’t walk anymore. It had been five years since Sandy had made love to a man. I planned on changing all that. We eventually changed positions. I was on my back when Sandy mounted me. She slipped her pussy above my erect member and then slid down on me. I reached up and cupped each of those enormous tits she possessed. I fondled them and pinched each one as I brought my ass up and drove my cock into her wanting pussy.

I Moldovyalı Escort made her nipples hard with my fingers and then I reached down for her ass cheeks. I pulled them with my hands as Sandy slammed down onto my pole. It went fast and furious. Sandy soon had some small orgasms that grew into bigger ones. We were both building up to that one moment. When it came I slammed into her and started unloading my manseed into her belly. Sandy had my cock in a death grip now. It was if she needed every drop of my loving inside her. We slowed down but I left my cock inside her pussy. Sandy’s body was shaking violently after we both came.

“I haven’t had a such an intense orgasm like that in years,” Sandy was nearly crying now.

I flipped her onto her back and surrounded each nipple with my lips. I could feel the chills going through Sandy as I took the tips of her nips and chewed on each one with my teeth. I think she had a few more orgasms as I would bite on those heavy tits. We fucked for the rest of the afternoon before we had to finish up and head back to our homes.

Sandy and I now try to meet a couple times each week for fucking sessions. I think my wife is suspicious. She doesn’t realize it is Sandy I am with, but she suspects I am with some other woman, as I am out of the house all the time. I can barely make up good excuses now, I have run out of good ones.

Sandy loves when I bury my cock in her and just hold it there. She then does all the work with her pussy muscles. She grips me and fucks me like no woman I have ever been with, including my wife. I think Sandy would like for us to be together full time but there is the problem with her husband. I know she would feel guilty leaving him on his own.

For now, we are both having to be content with me working on her large breasts and then giving her the fucking she needs and wants.

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WWOA: Wild World Of Alexis. This came out a bit longer than I had planned–due to background to make this a several part series. Also, in this Chapter, sex is only at the end. Thanks.

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Ever since Hurricane Katrina (dat beeeeeyoooootccch!), I’ve become a bit of a recluse. She stole a lot of dat joie de vivre from me that we folks from down in south Louisiana are known for.

So the following tale (or is it tail, hehehe) that I’m fixin’ to tell y’all about, was a surprise, even to me.

It was Valentine’s Day, and probably a year or so since the last time I went down to the bar up on the highway to have a few drinks with someone other than Charlie, da Sam’mich dawg. (Went in for a sam’mich, came out with a puppy. Geeesh, I’m still paying for dat day. Shoulda been my best warning about excess drinking. Now, he’s my partner in crime. Charlie is usually welcome everywhere I go—hell, I think folks like him more than they do me.) 😉

Anyways, like I said, it was Valentine’s Day, and a single guy can only take so many romantic comedies. (A billion fuckin’ satellite channels–and not a freakin’ action movie in sight. Like a woman is gonna let a guy off d’at easy on this day by staying home and watching FREE movies on TV???) Time for the sports bar and some manly man drinkin’ & sports.

Danny, the bartender greeted me as I found my old spot, up against the wall at the corner of the bar, and slid into the barstool like it was only yesterday since I’d been there. (Like Wild Bill Hickok learned, never let ANYONE get behind ya.) A shot of Black Seal Rum and an Abita TurboDawg showed up without me ordering them, and it felt like I’d never been gone.

“Hey Danny, another round… and get one for yourself.”

“Can’t.”

“Since when? You on da wagon?”

“Me? On da wagon? Nah, new manager’s rules, drinking on shift is a fireable offense.”

“Shit, Mike ain’t gonna let that happen.”

“Man, you have been away. Everything’s changed around here, including Mike.”

A couple of drinks later, the Hornets and CP3 & Co. were stinging da Lakers late in the 4th quarter and the bar was going nuts.

It was a great night–and I didn’t even mind the four morons crammed into the space of 3 barstools next to me. Or the cute lil blonde (If I had my druthers, she’d be a redhead. lol) at the other end of the bar that they kept jaw-jackin’ with. (Dang! I just realized there are a lot of women in here tonight.)

CP3 just alley-ooped one to Tyson, with a foul. High 5s and drinks all around–then the TVs all changed to some flowery screensaver-type thingy.

HEY!!! WHAT DA HELL’S GOING ON???

The shouts reverberated around the bar.

PUT DA FUCKIN’ GAME BACK ON!!!

I grabbed Danny, “What da hell’s going on? Put da Hornets back on so we can catch the end.”

He looked like someone had just shorted him a tip, as he nodded towards the bandstand across the bar, “The boss’s new girlfriend, she’ll tell ya. Here, on me. You’re gonna need it.” And set me up with a double. (Oh shit! This can’t be good.)

A cartoonish, overly made-up, big-tittied blonde was at the mic on the bandstand now. (Bet she needed triple spandex to keep from saggin’.) And gawd, she was dressed like she was proud of them big ole honkers. (Geeesh, double AND triple Ds on a sized 2, makes these girls look like they charge by the hour, or is that what they want?) “Hi y’all, I’m Bonnie. Welcome everybody to our Valentine’s Day Karaoke Night!”

From out of the crowd, “PUT THE FUCKIN’ GAME BACK ON!!!” (Like da license plates state: Louisiana: Da Sportsman’s State!)

She continued, “The game wasn’t supposed to be on at all tonight. Her eyes shot daggers at Danny. They play a thousand games a year–and I get Karaoke Night ONLY once a week, BESIDES, it’s Valentine’s Day.” (Fuck it, I guess I’ll just have to watch SportsCenter, later.)

The grumbling continued, amid a small bit of applause for Karaoke Night.

“Danny, they’re all out there, put the game on this TV, you don’t even have to put the sound on.”

“Wayne, she’s the new bar manager, and she told me that she should fire me for putting it on at all. If I turn it back on, she’s GONNA fire me.”

“Dat fuckin’ bitch!”

“Man you don’t know the half of it. She’s destroying this place. I just hope Mike sees it before she ruins his business totally.”

“Damn… Danny, I didn’t realize Mike was so pussy-whipped. Bitch must give some hellacious head, huh?”

We both laughed, then he looked around to make sure no one was listening, “I don’t think she gives head at all. At least to hear Mike complain about needing a BJ.”

I picked up my shot of rum, saluted Danny, and downed it, chased by a long pull on my TurboDawg, “Well, I guess I oughta hit da road then–this is even worse than being home alone for Valentine’s Day.”

“Sure you don’t wanna stay for da show?”

“Nah, I’ll pass, Charlie’s waiting for me…” and turned to leave.

Over the house speakers, “And our first songstress tonight, Alexis….” There was a smattering Turangüneş Escort of applause.

It was the cute lil blonde from the other end of the bar. I just realized the bar had been hiding the most awesome pair of legs I have ever seen in person. (They weren’t as long as Stacy Keibler’s–but dammmmm, whose are?) They merged into a gorgeous ass–all barely hidden by a short, tight dress that Tina Turner would have been shy about wearing on stage. It was white spandex, with lil pink and red hearts all over it. (I guess it was for her sweetheart on Valentine’s Day, but I’d call it a heartbreaker dress–because I know she just broke mine.)

“Ya know Danny, I guess it wouldn’t kill me to have another drink.”

He put another double Black Seal and TurboDawg down, “Compliments of da bitch.” We both laughed.

The 4 morons were seated in the front, and their leader boomed out, “With itty-bitty-titties like hers, shouldn’t she be called Alex?”

There was a quick cackle from Bonnie and a few of the cattier women, while the 4 morons guffawed like they were a real hoot.

Alexis ignored them and was leaning over the DJ’s stand getting her song straight–while straightening every guy in the place as her skirt crept higher and higher. It was at the bands of her white thigh-highs when she realized it and started tugging her dress back down. (Man, I’d love to get up close and personal to find out how she kept those seams so perfectly straight through it all.)

Danny elbowed me, “I bet you wished that you’d have talked to her earlier now, huh?”

“I didn’t come here to hit on anyone. Man, I just wanted to watch da goddamn game. Besides, I bet you had to have 3 forms of ID when you carded her.”

“Nah, just one… She’s over 21…”

“And I’m over twice her age…”

“So?”

“Soooooo, girls like that don’t give the time of day to 40 year old writers… Especially not old, out of shape writers without a lot of cash from a best seller.”

“Man, she kept trying to talk to you.”

“I was watchin’ the game.”

“I could see that, dumbass.” Danny grinned.

“And you know me when I’m into a game–stuff around me is like one of those Charlie Brown cartoons… Like when the teacher speaks, all you hear is WAK… WAK… WAK… SQUAWK… SQUAWK… SQUAWK… WAK… WAK… WAK…”

“Geesh man, no wonder you ain’t been laid in forever–ya gotta learn to pay attention to da signs.”

“Besides, she was with the 4 morons.”

“Nah, they were riding her about her tiny tits, and were trying to get her to show them…”

“Danny, since when do you let morons insult your customers like that?”

“Since they’re Bonnie da bitch’s friends.”

“Ouch!”

“Yeah, OUCH!”

“Sooooo… What do you know about Miss Alexis?”

“Not much, today’s the first time I ever saw her in here. But, sounds like ya want me to introduce ya to her?” He winked.

Before I could answer, he pointed to the stage, where Alexis was about to start. The morons continued their chant of “ITTY-BITTY TITTIES!!!” She fumbled with the mic as more of the catty single bitches started in, “ITTY-BITTY TITTIES!!! ITTY-BITTY TITTIES!!! ITTY-BITTY TITTIES!!!” You could see the embarrassment reddening her face.

Finally, the DJ interceded with the blarings of a Harley rumbling, a lil extra volume to shut down the morons. He backed it down as the opening chords wound down…

Alexis warbled weakly (and a beat late),

“Get your motor running…”

The moron leader shouts, “NOT WITH THOSE ITTY-BITTY TITTIES!!! MAYBE WE SHOULD CALL YOU ALEX WITH TITS LIKE THOSE.” His covey of cacklin’ hens roared, with Bonnie encouraging them on the side.

The more Alexis’ face reddened, the stronger her voice got.

“Head out on the highway…”

“You won’t make much out on that highway with them itty-bitty titties, babe, but I got $50 if you’ll whip ’em out in here.

Fighting back her tears, Alexis tried to sing over the moron.

“Lookin’ for adventure…”

That got Bonnie and the audience whipped into a real frenzy, “For a quick adventure, SHOW US YOUR ITTY-BITTY TITTIES!!! SHOW US YOUR ITTY-BITTY TITTIES!!! SHOW US YOUR ITTY-BITTY TITTIES!!!”

“And whatever…”

That was it, Alexis ran off the stage in tears. She ran right by me before I could say anything, and then sought refuge in the ladies room.

Bonnie strutted back to her MC role up on the stage, “I guess some girls just ain’t got the tits to perform.” She was groping her own silicone slut-bags the whole time she ravaged Alexis. “Next up, my friends, Paul, Cameron, Shaun, and their lead singer, Myron! Let’s give it up for my friends!” Bonnie led the applause.

The 4 morons got on-stage, gyratin’ and air guitarin’ (At least, I think that’s what ya call it. Though, I guess Slim Pickins said it best in Blazin’ Saddles, “Jumpin’ around like a bunch of Kansas City faggots…”) to Boy George’s Karma Chameleon.

All I could hear was, “WAK… WAK… WAK… SQUAWK… Türbanlı Escort SQUAWK… SQUAWK… WAK… WAK… WAK…”

“Danny, I thought Mike banned EVERYTHING Boy George from his place?”

“He did. This is gonna get good tonight, you might wanna stick around.”

A couple of the cacklers headed towards the ladies’ room, eyes gleaming and ready for the kill.

I cut them off, “It’s out of order.”

“But we just saw someone go in there.”

“I SAID that it’s out of order, besides, it’s for ladies only. The one for bitches is at the gas station across the street.”

“Hey, we don’t deserve that…”

“Like she did?”

Their faces reddened slightly (I think) under their ton of makeup–hard to tell, with so much warpaint on.

I continued, “Y’all need to take your skanky asses back to your friends, and leave that lil girl alone.”

“Danny, you hear what this old fuck said to us?”

“Yeah, I heard.”

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“Well, what are you going to do about it?”

“I’m gonna buy him a drink for saying what I wished I had–while y’all take y’all’s skanky asses back to y’all’s friends.”

“Bonnie’s gonna hear about this…”

I raised my arms above my head, stamped my foot, and went, “BOO!!!”

The two skanks ran back to their friends as fast as their skanky-assed legs could carry them.

Danny got us each a round.

“I thought you couldn’t drink while on shift?”

“Somehow, I got da feelin’ this is my last shift here.”

“Rum for my men, beer for da horses.” We clinked glasses and downed our shots.

The 4 morons finished up on their song, and Bonnie got up to introduce the next singer. This went on for the next half hour or so.

Finally Danny said, “Hey, I’ll be back.”

“Where ya goin’? You really gonna leave me here alone with all these assholes?”

“That lil girl still hasn’t come out of the ladies room, I need to go check up on her. Unlessssss…..”

“Unless what?”

“Unless you want to go give her a shoulder to cry on before you wipe away her tears.”

I threw a bar rag at him, “Yeah, just what I need, get arrested as a prevert for sneaking into the ladies room. Geeesh.”

Danny disappeared into the ladies room for about 10 minutes, before finally re-emerging with Alexis in tow. She took her old seat at the other end of the bar.

Her eyes were red and puffy, and she was still sniffling. I wanted so bad to just wrap her in my arms and take her away from these assholes that had hurt her so bad.

“Danny, whatever she wants, it’s on me.”

“No thanks.”

“You look like you could use a drink.”

Alexis glared at me. Her eyes were the hardest blue I have ever seen in my life. “Maybe, but the only thing I want from you, is for you to leave me the hell alone. So, just go back to your buddies and tell them that the President of the Itty-Bitty Titty Committee said that you guys don’t have enough money for me to show my lil bitty titties.”

Danny jumped in, “No Alexis, this is the guy I was telling you about. Your guard dog at the door. He was the one that sent those catty bitches running back where they came from.”

When she turned back to face me, her eyes were the most gorgeous twinkling sapphires–they absolutely glowed. (Gawd, I want so bad to see them in the dark.) “I’m sorry, that was so rude of me.”

“Don’t worry about it. With the night you’ve had, it’s understandable.” She smiled.

“You really went BOO, and they ran?”

“Yup, like they thought I was da Lupe Garou, and they had only seconds to live.” (I swear, her eyes twinkled even brighter.)

“Da Lupe Garou?”

“uhhhh… Just think Cajun werewolf.”

“Ahhh… ok… Thanks (another smile), I’d love a frozen margarita.”

“You got it.” I nodded at Danny.

“So, why’d ya put up with them?”

“I’ve put up with worse–I came down with a church group to rebuild New Orleans.”

(I shuddered, OMG a freakin’ church girl.)

She continued, “But they have a problem with us single gals fuckin’. (I almost broke my neck lookin’ back.) And a girl needs her dick. (Sorry guys, I admit, I blushed and looked down. I swear she giggled at me.)

About that time, the 4 morons were back on stage, this time doing something from A Flock Of Seagulls.

Alexis visibly shuddered. Danny brought her drink as well as a round for me and him. She took her first big sip and smiled.

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!!! First Boy George, and now A Flock Of fuckin’ Seagulls, Danny, you wanna bet da 4 morons ain’t fuckin’ closet blow-buddies?”

Alexis spit her mouthful of margarita on Danny laughing. Danny was more frozen than that margarita, until I started laughing, too. Then he had to laugh also.

When the laughing died down, he replied, “Not a prayer of me taking that bet. I figure they gotta use strap-ons on themselves.”

I replied, “Yeah, I doubt there’s a pair between the 4 of ’em, much less a Man-tool.”

Then Alexis popped off, “Besides, Ukraynalı Escort all 4 of them got bigger tits than me.”

This time, I spit my beer on Danny and we laughed for the cycle again.

I finally caught my breath, and started to reply, when Alexis started wiggling her chest at me.

I lost it again. Danny was doubled up in laughter.

Every time one of us would start to say anything, she’d just wiggle her tits at us and glow.

Finally, a lack of oxygen made me face the wall away from her, “Alexis, STOP THAT!!! How’d you like it if I came over there and started waggin’ my… my… my tallywhacker in your face? (Sorry, we were laughing more than the teachers in the principal’s office in Porky’s, during the tallywhacker scene, so I just had to use that word.)

“Depends. If I catch it, do I get to play with it?” (Gawd this girl was a trip.)

“So, if I come over there and grab your titties when you’re shaking them at me, I can play with them?”

“Only if you take me home with ya.” Then she realized I was watching her in the mirror, and she started shaking her tits again, even wilder this time.

“OK, you win. I’ll take you home with me. Just please stop shakin’ your titties at me so I can face ya.”

“You haven’t caught me yet. But turn around, I’ll stop.” Then she shook her chest one last time while I looked in the mirror.

I turned around, and of course, she shook them once again, “Hey… Cut that out…”

“Oh my gawd! Danny, you see how red he is?”

They both started laughing at my embarrassment, and all I could do was shake my head and try to ignore them.

“Wayne, if you’re gonna shake it, shake it like this…”

Choking back the laughter, I just laid my forehead on the bar. I didn’t even have to look to see Alexis shaking her tits–the image was burned into my rum-sotted brain.

“Danny, has he ever seen titties before? I swear, I think he’s getting a hard-on over my itty-bitty titties. Hold on, let me check.” Alexis bent over and looked around the corner of the bar, “Yup, I can see his lil chubby pitchin’ a tent in his jeans.”

My two bar buddies started laughing at my chubby on his lil camping trip, and all I could do was pound my head into the bar.

Bonnie came flitting over to see what all the laughing was about, and I finally had a chance to catch my breath. “I see that you’ve decided to rejoin us–I didn’t think you had the tits for it.” Before Alexis could say anything, she started on Danny, “What did I tell you about drinking on shift?”

I interrupted to keep the bloodshed to a minimum, “Excuse me, is it too late to do a song?”

Bonnie looked at Alexis’ face, then turned to look at me, “Yeah, we’re shutting it down for the night.”

I gave Alexis a quick wink out of the eye Bonnie couldn’t see, “Too bad, I thought I could close da show with David Allen Coe’s Itty-Bitty Titties.” I gave Bonnie a wink.

She thought about it for a second, peeked at Alexis, then looked back at me. (I swear I could see that evil glint of female bitchiness in her eyes.) “I think we can do that.” And she was off to the stage in a run.

No sooner than Bonnie turned, Alexis winked at me and shook her tits.

I started walking over to the stage before she gave me another laughing fit.

Danny leaned in close to Alexis, “What cha wanna bet he ain’t gonna sing that song?”

“You think because I’m blonde, and young that I’m THAT stupid? I’m not dumb enough to be a bottle blonde, and I’m not so young that I was born last night—you carded me, remember? Y’all two have probably been partners in crime since before I was born.”

Danny poured her a shot of his top-shelf Don Downem tequila, and put the bottle on the bar between them, “I gotta say, you’re smarter than the aaaaverrrrrage blonde, BooBoo.” He nodded at Bonnie, and then downed his shot.

“Touche.” And she downed hers.

Danny refilled both glasses, “This ought to be good,”

Bonnie was at the mic, meanness just dripped from her face like sweat off a cheap ‘ho’s moneymaker, “Ladies and gentlemen, to close out our Valentine’s Day Karaoke Night, doing a special dedication to our first singer, Alexis. Here’s Wayne and Itty-Bitty Titties. The crowd went nuts.

I had to quiet the crowd down, “Bonnie, I’m sorry, but I think you might have misunderstood what I said. I could see the hatred building her face, as I continued, “I have a dedication for the 4 morons up front from Alexis, THE President of the Itty-Bitty Titty Committee.”

I turned and bowed to Alexis and Danny. They saluted me with their tequilas and then downed them. And Alexis started shaking her tits at the crowd.

I turned to the DJ, “Don’t worry about the music, besides, they all look like they’re into that rap crap, so I’ll just do it in a cowboy rap, acapelly-style. Myron, this one’s for you. And you too, Bonnie.”

Were you born an asshole…

The crowd was shocked. SILENCE!

Or did you work at it your whole life…

MO’ SILENCE!

As I continued singing, half the place broke out in applause.

Yes, you’re an A-S-S-H-O-L-E…

Bonnie started yelling for the DJ to pull the plug. But he was too busy pissin’ in his pants laughin’…

You deserve all the credit…

Besides, Mike was guarding the power panel like da Dome Patrol used to guard da end zone from opposing teams.

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“Hi.”

Startled, I looked up from the computer. I wasn’t sure if I was more shocked at hearing his voice, or hearing anyone’s voice in the lonely office.

“Hey there. Coming into work on your day off… are you crazy or really dedicated?”

He smiled shyly. “Just forgot something at my desk.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. What are you up to?”

“Working on these damn TPS reports. Did you know they need cover sheets?” We both laughed, our voices echoing through the empty office. The emptiness of the office, plus the fact that my last orgasm seemed forever ago, made me think of a conversation we once had of sexual things we would like to try someday. We both admitted that having sex at work was risky, but an incredibly hot thought. I tried to decipher his movements, and wondered if this was the day that we were finally going to try it. As he went over to his desk, I looked back at the computer screen, biting my lip in thought. “Is that what he’s here for? Do I make the first move? Do I wait for him?”

The fact that I didn’t masturbate in quite a few days answered my question. I stood up, and saw him making his way back to the vicinity of my cubicle. “Get your ass here,” I growled as I put my arms around him, and stood on tiptoes to taste his mouth. I rubbed his ass through his pants, putting my hands in his pockets. It was the only thing that prevented me from going right to his cock. I nibbled at his neck, and made my way up to biting his ear. I pressed hard against his jeans. “I want to feel your cock in me… and I want to feel your cum, and I want to hear you ask for it.

He leaned down, lessening the strain on me. He reached down and barely brushed his hands against my pants, yet I thought my pussy was going to melt. “You slut… I may have to ask for it, but you’re going to need to beg for it.” He slapped my ass, then kissed along my jawbone, down to my neck.

He knew how I liked it as we made out, progressively getting a little rougher, a little dirtier. I put my hands up his shirt as I fucked his mouth with my tongue. He bit it ever so slightly, and dry humped me as he rubbed my chest. My fingernails went ever so slightly into his back, and then something snapped, like we couldn’t play these games anymore. Yes, we were at work, but we couldn’t hold back as he took off my shirt and left me to be a little slut in my bra.

I gently shoved him down on my desk. He leaned back against the filing cabinet as I unzipped his jeans. His dick popped up through the fly of his boxers. I felt like I was in a porno, I laughed to myself in my mind: Fucking in the office, the dirty secretary giving the boss a blow job, his throbbing cock with a drip of precum on the head. He must be feeling good, too. I rubbed his boxers for a few minutes as we continued to kiss. I grabbed the waistband of his jeans and Sıhhiye Escort he scooted his ass up so I could pull them down.

He knew what was coming up. I spent many nights watching porn and reading erotic stories to learn some interesting techniques. I worked his cock in my hand a little bit, jerking him while I licked and kissed his balls. I moved up, barely running my tongue up the shaft to the head. When I finally got to the top, I ran my tongue in a spiral all around the head. I looked up, and he was breathing heavily while resting against the filing cabinet.

I moved back down, and nibbled at the shaft for a little bit. Then without warning, I went completely down on him, deep-throating him. I heard a little gasp as I blew him, sucking him in my mouth, then popping out.

He must have moved a little on my desk, because the rustle of papers startled me into standing up instead of my leaning over position of the blowjob. He jerked his body as well in surprise, and I moved up to him and kissed him deeply, the scent of his cock and precum now on his mouth. I tried to decide what I enjoyed more: Giving him the taste of his cock on him, or receiving the taste of my pussy after he ate me out. As I was deep in thought, tonguing his mouth, he reached around for my bra and took it off with ease. He tossed it out of the way and massaged my boobs, then tweaked my nipples.

It felt good, but I wanted to get back to his cock. I got a little more intense as I sucked him a little harder and took him a little deeper in my mouth. My lips were firmly around him as I went down and inhaled his smell. I pulled my lips off of him, and moved up to squeeze my tits around his cock. He bucked his hips up to fuck them, and I squeezed harder as a preview of what he’d hopefully be feeling later. All of a sudden, I took him back in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down and swirling my tongue all over him. Once again, I popped him out of my mouth, making sure there was enough spit on his dick to give him a nice handjob. I gently bit his inner thighs as I worked him up and down. His cock felt perfect in my hand, and perhaps it was just the extra wetness on it, but it felt like it was getting warmer and harder.

I heard a moan, and “I’m going to cum.”

I let go of his cock.

“Do you want to cum?” I teased.

“Oh god, yes.”

I ran a finger from his balls, up the shaft and to the head. “Tell me how bad you want it.”

“Please, just give it to me… I want to unload in your little bitch mouth.”

I quickly put him back in my mouth, and I felt a twitch and the sudden squirt of hot jizz filling my mouth. I swallowed like I spent days in the desert without water as I played with his balls, gently squeezing them to get as much cum as possible. I felt another shots in Tandoğan Escort my mouth, but instead of swallowing I worked the cum around his head a little bit. It must have felt good to him, because I felt another twitch and squirt.

He looked spent as I cleaned him up, though there wasn’t too much to clean! I gave us a few moments to recuperate, and went up to kiss him, with the salty flavour of his cum still in my mouth. He ran his fingers up and down my sides, making me shiver as sat up to kiss my neck. He swung his feet over the side of the desk, and stood up. He eased himself onto the ground, and grabbed me by the hand as he led me down to him.

While I was blowing him, I occasionally would look up to make sure no one was around. Nobody was scheduled to be in the office that day; the only reason I was there was to catch up on some work I missed earlier in the week. But as I knew what was coming for me, I realized that there was a certain thrill in the still and silent office. My cubicle was located in such an area of the office that we could hear someone come in and they would not immediately see us. The problems with what we were doing were that we were so horny that neither one of us probably would have noticed if someone entered, and even if we did we were only half dressed. But that is what made this situation even more exciting.

Almost once I got down to the floor, He reached for my pants and took off my pants and underwear. No nonsense. I like that! He pushed me to the ground, using my pants as a pillow for me against the generic office carpeting. He straddled me, and leaned down to kiss me while he reached down and ran his finger up and down my lips. I was almost embarrassed with how wet I was. I could easily smell my pussy from my panties underneath my head. I moaned over his touch, then all of a sudden I felt his finger enter me. He finger fucked me at a steady pace, and the moment I caught his gaze as I looked down, he pushed his index finger way up and used a come-hither motion that made me shiver. His single finger already made my tight pussy feel full, but he pushed his middle finger in and once again used that steady pace to fuck my cunt. He added his thumb to my hard clit, and I pushed myself up to make it feel even deeper. When I started to do that, he pulled out and teased me by once again running his fingers gently up and down my slit. He knew I liked when he played with my pussy roughly, but he also knew that the teasing of build up and slow down really drives me over the edge.

He pushed my legs apart, and went down on me. Oh god! I jumped as soon as I felt his tongue separating my lips. His mouth felt amazing on me, and I knew how nicely he worked that tongue! He lapped up my pussy, his five o’clock shadow providing with just the right Tunalı Escort amount of roughness on my shaved pussy and legs. He tongued my clit like I tongued the head of his cock–slowly, spiraling, then working it to hell. He softly gnawed on my lips, and I could feel that familiar feeling building in me deep down. I moaned as he shoved his tongue up my pussy.

I let out something in between a gasp, a yell, and a moan as he fucked me with his mouth. He came up for air, and ran his fingers up and down my thighs.

“Now I get to ask you this question… do you want to cum?”

“Oh god yes,” I panted.

“You know, you’re such a little slut, I think you should ask for it,” he grinned.

I let out a heavy, frustrated sigh. “Can I please cum? I need to cum.”

“Is that all you have?”

“Please, can I cum? My pussy needs you… I’m such a whore who needs some help cumming. Please give it to me. Please?”

He didn’t say anything, but roughly shoved his two fingers back in me and fucked me deeply and roughly as he sucked on my clit, and gave it a firm bite. It sent me over the edge. “Oh god, fuck me, fuck your bitch!” He kept going as I felt my pussy contract around his fingers, my body convulsing with the electricity of the orgasm. He removed his fingers, pulled my lips, then rubbed my clit with his fingers, sending me into pleasure again. I am not sure when he stopped, because I felt like I was cumming for minutes. He eased his way up to me, circling my sensitive nipples with his fingertips, then offering his fingers to me… I sucked him with the energy and fervor with which I sucked his cock, and got a double dose of my pussy scent as he kissed me.

We both that that hazy, post-orgasm sleepiness to us, but it was better to get dressed than to risk being caught naked and sprawled across the floor. We slowly got up and I picked my clothes up from the floor. As I put on my pants, I noticed some bite marks on my inner thighs. How did that happen? I felt like I smelled like sex, but I’d fix that in the bathroom. He disappeared as quickly as he appeared, and I collapsed in my chair and stared into space.

I heard a door open, a female voice asking “Hello?”, knowing that someone was there, but not really why.

It was a coworker. Thank goodness I was dressed, even though I had that red-faced and mussed hair, freshly fucked look. “I’m back here, finishing up some reports.” I looked at the screen, and I was nowhere near finished. Oh well, fuck them.

“Hey there, just wanted to finish mine up too.” Her cube was near the front door, but she headed for the kitchenette for some coffee. Probably was going to steal my takeout from yesterday, too, that bitch.

I saw him come from the back, keys in his hand.

“Hey, uh, thanks,” I muttered. What else do you say after an incredible orgasm?

“No… thank you.”

I was curious, so I asked the pressing question on my mind. “So what did you come here for?”

He looked surprised, but easily quipped, “I came.. to cum.” He slapped my ass, and left me to work on my TPS reports with a stinging ass, a wet pussy, and a check mark on my sexual exploits checklist.

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My friend Brendan throws these random parties that I have long stopped attending. They’re always either all night dance fests or awkward dinner party setups. And you never know which until you show up. So when he insists I come to a ‘garden party’ at his inner city townhouse, I figure it has been long enough to make refusing quite rude.

There are around 80 people there when I arrive, some who I know by sight, but most who I don’t. As is my usual preference at such things, I look for a spot that isn’t too loud, too high traffic or too far from the alcohol, but not so antisocial that I’d be rude. The kitchen seems perfect.

There is ice in the sink, booze on the bench and a few people already hanging there who look like they’re doing the same as me. I drop my six-pack on ice, grab one and look around for a bottle opener. “This what you’re looking for?” asks a friendly voice and a friendly face. “Yes please.” I say with some relief, opening my beer and handing the opener back. “And don’t go too far, I’ll be needing it again soon.”

“Dominic. At your service.”

“Angela. In need of your service.” I don’t mean that to be as flirty as it comes out and I burst out laughing and so do you.

Within a few hours of meeting each other we establish we’re both single, I haven’t been out with anyone in a while and you’ve had a few weird experiences. I think we are both a bit surprised to find a little ‘normality’ in each other, although my friend Brendan will later exclaim he knew we would hit it off.

The good thing is that there’s no false effort, and no forced conversation. There isn’t really any intense spark either, but there are a few bright moments. I Kolej Escort like your height the minute we meet. As a tall and fairly broad woman, I love taller broader men who make me feel smaller. I think you say you played rugby. But I could be wrong.

Enough beer and enough bright moments later, we decide to go to my place.

Inside the door, we kiss deep and kind of fumble around. There’s giggles and a few silences and some obvious wariness. I can see that your cock is hard and huge in your jeans and my pussy is wet as anything. There’s no doubt we’re going to let them have it.

I pour us fresh drinks and lead us to the couch. I move next to sit next to you, but you take my wrist and pull me forward so I have to straddle your legs instead. I like this position, both dominant and vulnerable. I wind my fingers in your hair and kiss you deeply, pulling your mouth onto mine.

I love kissing and you are great at it. You show passion and tenderness and skill, and I get wetter. As I press into you for more, you grab my hair and pull me away. A smile and a tease. I smile back and try to kiss you again. You pull harder and I moan and grind my hips into you; wet through my skirt and underpants, and surely moistening your jeans.

As you finally allow me to kiss you again, I press onto you with renewed force and reach down to stroke your hard cock through your jeans. You lean back and tell me to unzip you. I watch your eyes close as my hand slowly, and with some revenge teasing in mind, eases your hard cock out where I can see it. I use a light touch to explore the shaft and roll your foreskin slowly back and forth Kuzey Ankara Escort over the head.

My hand moves slowly (frustratingly slow I hope) and you reach up and pull my mouth back to yours, kissing me hard and then very softly. I’m aching for more, so I take my top off and push my E-cups into your line of sight, arching by back and pushing my pussy against your hard cock.

You lean forward as you pull me toward you and bite through my bra and into my nipple. You grip it hard, not playfully, and I exclaim my pain and pull away. But your arms go around me and pull me back in. In your strong grip you bite my breasts and neck, and moan your desire into my flesh. I try to pull away but you won’t let me and I’m gushing even more wetness. I know you feel me twitch through my panties on your cock. I’m on top, I realize, but not at all in control.

I grip my legs tighter on your thighs as a reassertion of my own will, but you just grab my ass, lift us up and move me onto my back and onto the floor. It happens quickly and you are stronger than I realize. I cry out in surprise and lay there panting a moment. I’m not used to being ‘handled’ this easily.

The steady pressure of your weight makes me feel powerless, even as one of your large hands presses both of mine above my head in a strong grip. I realize I couldn’t fight you off, even if I wanted to. You smile as you watch me realize this. I buck my hips defiantly while you push and pinch my breasts without remorse, while your hips and legs pin me and your teeth and lips press hard into my neck. It feels amazing, and I’m moaning, but I feel powerless too. I Maltepe Escort have to fight you. Don’t I?

“Shhhhh…” You whisper softly in my ear. Deliberately angling your hot breath on my neck you snake two fingers into my mouth. Deep. I resist again, pushing angrily against you, but it only lasts a few seconds. All I can feel is your whole body wanting me and my body finally relaxing in response. I allow my thoughts to melt entirely toward your desire, before I bring them back. I feel a bit silly, like I overreacted. But then I start to realize something else just happened.

You whisper these quiet words into my ear, “Now, I’ve got you.” I sigh and relax beneath you. “It’s okay to struggle. I want you to. But you have to tell me clearly if you actually want to stop.” You let the words sink in, and wait to see what I will do. Your grip has slackened and you are half rolled off me, watching, your hand gently cupping my jaw. I think about what struggling means and it seems serious and intense. But then I let that thought go and just relive the sensation of feeling powerless.

I arch my back toward you and suck your fingers as my affirmative response. Drawing them deeper in my mouth. “Good girl,” you say, and on hearing these words I gasp and arch even more. You feel my body respond and you see my eyes change. You’ve made the realization already, but it will take me a bit longer: your dominant has found my submissive. You move your bodyweight against me again, gripping my wrists tighter.

When you say the words a second time, I respond by relaxing and opening wider. My legs, my arms, my mouth. “Yes. That’s a good girl.” You stroke my hair. I don’t fully realize it but these words have just unlocked my liberation, they are my cue to surrender and obey. And without even thinking I sigh aloud, “Sir…”

I break with those words, and I reform again. I will do this several times that night and in many nights to come; surrendering to everything and volunteering a whole lot more.

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Justin peered out his bedroom window, staring at the heavy cascade of mid winter rain beating down on the thick drenched grasses, and pooling in every divot in his yard. He stood there grinning, daydreaming about the summer past, wishing it had not ended so quickly. He sighed deeply, mindlessly crossing his arms, and turned to his girlfriend who was curled up on her corner of the bed, reading yet another old, weathered book, thumbed through so many times that the pages were creased and yellowing. He cleared his throat, hoping to get her attention but when she did not look up, he slumped onto the bed beside her and snatched the book away. Natalie looked up, mouth agape at his sudden brazenness.

“Lets go for a drive,” he said before she could complain. This was nothing unusual. He loved driving through the rain, and chasing thunder and lightning. It was exciting and secretly, she loved it too. In truth, however, she was warm, content, and heavily mesmerized in her book, despite the fact that she had read it a dozen times before. The rain sometimes kept her spellbound, no matter the activity and she was not really in the mood for driving through it.

“It’s pouring!,” she said exasperated but seeing the pleading look in his eyes, she sighed and quickly agreed, not wanting to disappoint the man. He flashed her a wide smile, obviously failing to hide his elation. He had quite a bit more planned than the usual rainy day drive.

Natalie slipped on her shoes and Justin helped her into her coat. He snatched his keys and strutted down the stairs, turning only once to shoot Natalie a dirty grin. She exchanged a smile, thinking only that he was excited to be going out. Perhaps a bit more excited than usual but it had been a while since it rained like this…

Justin slid his key into the ignition without breaking his gaze on Natalie. She shifted in her seat, thinking that he was staring at an imperfection or clothing malfunction. She smoothed out her coat under the seat belt and ran her fingers through her hair Kazan Escort to tame any stragglers. She glanced up at Justin, who was still glaring. “If you take a picture,”she said “it’ll last longer!.” Justin grinned, shaking his head.

“I would if you ever let me!.” Natalie pretended not to hear and rendered her focus to the rain now pounding even harder on the pane. Surely, it would hail soon. No doubt Justin was aware of this. She was sure this was why he chose now, of all times, to drive aimlessly through the rapidly worsening weather. The young man pulled out of the drive and set course for the foothills above their city home.

Natalie realized what was happening when Justin turned on to the familiar mountain road. Often times, when their relationship was new, Justin would drive up the dirt path and follow it all the way to the top, parking on a shady ledge that overlooked the their highly populated city. There they would spend hours in the large, accommodating back seat of his Toyota Tundra, worshiping and pleasuring each other into wild, frantic frenzies, and making love until either were too tired to function.

Justin sensed that that Natalie was now aware of his plan. The trace of a knowing grin was rapidly spreading itself over her face. He parked his truck on the remote ledge just in time for a grand flash of lightning that lit the entire darkened sky. Thunderous booms shook the city. Natalie sat in her seat, overcome with bubbling excitement.

As if the lightning was his cue, Justin pushed open his door, struggling a little with the gaining wind, and exited. A moment later, he opened the rear door and plopped himself into the backseat, shaking off what rain he could. He slammed the door and peered up at Natalie. That dirty grin he had on his face all afternoon had finally morphed itself into full toothy smile and his eyes were wide with anticipation.

“Why don’t you come sit back here with me?,” he said charmingly, waving her into the backseat, Keçiören Escort coaxing her closer. Another loud clap sounded overhead and the nearby trees whipped around wildly, threatening to detach and strike the truck. Electrified and unafraid, Natalie shrugged off her coat and gracefully swung her legs over the consul and into the backseat, forgoing the rain entirely. And, anticipating Justin’s notion, climbed into his lap,wrapping her arms and legs around the pleasantly surprised young man. She grinded her ass into his crotch, pressing his hastily hardening manhood against herself. Justin inhaled sharply, not expecting her to take the lead. He excitedly attempted to unbutton her blouse, fumbling a little and quickly resorted to ripping it off entirely instead. Not knowing what came over him, he tore off her bra as well, and smothered his face in her hot heaving breasts. Natalie squealed, running her fingers through his damp hair. Despite the terrible cold outside, they were both sweating profusely.

Natalie pressed her lips onto his and parted them with her tongue, probing deeply into his mouth for what seemed like hours, nearly forgetting to breath. She stopped gyrating in his lap and slid herself off of him. He was almost disappointed before he realized what she was about to do. She slowly unzipped his pants, giggling a little as his dick flopped out. She rubbed her fingers up and down his thickened shaft, reveling at it’s silky smoothness. The young woman lowered her face to his groin and took him into her mouth, still rubbing the base of his cock with her finger tips. A heavy moan escaped his lips as he flung his head back. The warm, silky wetness of her mouth enclosing around his plump penis caused him to shudder. It felt so good. He let her suck him until he couldn’t stand it any longer. Desperately wanting to hump her senseless, he pulled away and flipped her over onto the seat.

Justin pulled her pants down and grinned. “No panties today?,” he asked, Kızılay Escort lifting her legs over his shoulder to slap her little ass. She giggled, relishing in the sudden and powerful sting on her butt cheek. He slapped the other one for good measure.

The rain had now come to a climax, hail began clobbering the roof of the truck, and the wind moaned it’s very loudest on the shoulder of the mountain road. As if it were edging the couple on, the thunder crashed and sent deep cosmic vibrations onto the thoroughly dampened earth. Now throbbing hard, Justin parted his girlfriend’s legs, only taking time to admire her velvety, ample vagina, now slickened with oozing wetness, and thrust his hugely thickened rod into the young woman.

Gasping, and feeling as though the man was going to split her in half, she relaxed into the rocking groove and moaned with intense pleasure. He pumped away into her, feeling as though all the blood in his body was plummeting it’s way to his dick. He could feel Natalie quiver beneath him and every time the walls of her womanhood clenched around him, he came closer and closer to blissful orgasm. Justin plowed into the deep, welcoming, and all encompassing crevasse, nearly humming in titillation. He crashed into her like a huge, hungry wave on a pristine beach.

“I’m coming!,” Natalie cried, feeling her body accept the thick rush of a beautiful and heavy crescendo, descending itself upon her. Hearing this, Justin could hardly contain his own rapidly building flux. He let himself go, pumping his liquidy warm seamen further and further into her canal.

His love left Natalie in ruins, like a small city after a hurricane. Demolished, she grinned the smug smile of contentment. Now exhausted, Justin relaxed his body into Natalie’s, resting his heavy head on her chest, listening to her heart beat gradually returning to a settled pace, matching his steadying breath to hers. He sleepily rubbed her still hardened nipples, caressing her soft, supple breasts. Natalie felt his penis soften and shrink itself out of her vagina. A slow and slippery retreat.

The couple remained there for what seemed like hours, allowing their love for each other to envelop them whole. They listened to the storming weather outside the truck, keeping each other warm and cozy, not really saying much, not really needing to.

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I knocked lightly on the door to the conference room and I waited for a reply from inside. There was no sound. I knocked the door yet again and waited anxiously for any sound or movement from inside the room. I began to feel nervous and I could feel my heart beating faster and faster with the passing minute. I licked my lips anxiously and looked at my wristwatch and it showed 1 o’clock in the morning just as he had instructed me to. The door to the conference room suddenly opened automatically from the inside and I entered the huge room. I waited at the opening of the door as my eyes adjusted to the dim light inside the room and I could see him there. My heart skipped a beat and my body trembled with the prospect of things to come. He simply sat there motionless, and I could only hear my uneven breathing. I waited for quite sometime and until I could not stand it anymore.

“William? Do you want me?” I asked him and my voice was quivering with lust.

He did not utter a single word but the air in the conference room was laden with the lust that was building between the man sitting at the head of the huge black table and me. My dark brown eyes penetrated into William’s hazel ones and we both realized how we really wanted each other. William’s breathing had become more labored and yet he stayed immobile simply staring at me as I was standing in front of him. At 5 feet 4 inches, I was too small in comparison to his 6 feet 5 inch stature. My small waist was enhanced by a black belt while my ample tits made my tiny waist looked much much tiny than it really was. I wore the clothes and shoes that he had instructed me to wear and I hoped that William would be pleased. Red short miniskirt, red 5-inch stilettos and a black satin blouse that was wrapping my body like a second skin. My raven-black hair was tied in a ponytail and it was dangling behind my back.

William continued twiddling the pen in his hands moving it incessantly with his long fingers. Still, I stood waiting in the conference room with the door now closed behind my back. I swallowed a lump that was forming in my throat, as I did not know what William wanted me to do. I exhaled my breath too loudly and it seemed to echo in the conference room. William unexpectedly raised himself from his chair and walked unhurriedly towards me and I could hear my heart beating faster and faster. He stopped looking down at me and held my small shoulders. His big strong hands enveloped my shoulders and he began massaging them. I was becoming slightly flustered yet I felt very relaxed as he massaged me.

He stopped and moved behind me and I could feel the warmth from his body radiating from him on my back. He softly pulled my small body backwards and I sucked my breath when my back rested on his body. He wrapped my body with his big warm hands and I felt extremely small and fragile in his embrace. He had to hunch forward to embrace me, as he was towering me. His head was on my right neck nuzzling me and I bent my head to the left to give his access of my neck. I whimpered the moment William licked and nibbled on it. I then realized that one of his hands had moved to my hair and it was untying the ponytail and when it came undone; my black tresses fell on my body.

“You know that I don’t like your hair like that!”

He brought a handful of my hair to his face and inhaled the scent of me and William then continued trailing his kisses on my neck and I felt him unbuttoning my blouse and I moaned when one of his hand squeezed my tit in my push up bra. My nipple instantaneously puckered with his administration. He kneaded and tweaked my tits and my nipples while I could feel my pussy starting to drip my juices while my knees buckled with the pleasure that he created on my tits.

“I want you…forever,” he said hoarsely as he resumed massaging my tits and nuzzling my neck.

His hand on my waist went lower and I gasped when I could feel his warm large hand on my left inner thigh lifting the red miniskirt that I was wearing. His hand went upward while rubbing and molding my thigh nearing my already sopping pussy. William hands were on my tits and on my mound; and when he intensified his treatment on them, I trashed in his embrace. He then abruptly let me go and turned my body around, lifted my small body on the huge table while pushing my miniskirt up baring my groin and legs to him. His hands quickly pulled down my red lacy panties and it lay rested on the carpeted floor on the conference room. William then used his hands to push me backwards and I lay on the table with my legs dangling with my red stilettos.

William then moved between my legs, undid his belt and unzipped his pants. As I lay on the table, I was eyeing his thick pulsating cock that he was holding just inches from the wet opening of my pussy. He rubbed my mound with his right hand and I moved my hip, relishing the pleasure he created. He inserted his finger into my depth and I raised my hip involuntarily. He unhurriedly withdrew Haymana Escort his finger and yet again thrust it again into my pussy. I exhaled and inhaled my breath aloud with every delight created by William’s long finger in my tight canal. While he moved his finger on me, his hand on his cock jerked and tugged on his swollen member. My eyes were glued on his cock even though his finger gave me much bliss, because I knew how much I wanted his cock; and I too knew how his cock would bring me much contentment.

“Please William…fill me with your…cock.” I begged on the table in the conference room, as I could not bear the torment created by him.

William gave me the sweetest smile and withdrew his finger from my soaking depth; he then leisurely licked and sucked the finger that was covered with my juices. I whimpered and heaved a sigh of protest. I needed William to fuck my pussy and I knew that he was teasing me. He took his finger from his mouth and put it in my mouth and I suck his fingers greedily. I used both hands to pull his fingers into my mouth and sucked them hard. I reluctantly let his hand go when it went to my hip. He stopped all movements. My breathing was erratic; I looked into his hazy eyes that were staring into mine. After that, his hands held and gripped my hip tightly while I raised my hip waiting for his cock to fill my pussy, waiting, waiting with my legs spread for William to fill me with his cock. To my delight, he fucked deep into my sopping pussy in the end.

William’s thick pulsating cock filled my pussy as he shoved and rammed into my dripping core again and again. Our ragged breathing filled up the dim conference room and I moaned with every thrust and every movement that he was making in me. I raised my hip and he shoved his cock; and I felt deliriously wonderful each time his cock stretched my pussy. He had moved his upper body lower and lower until I could feel his warm sweaty face on my damp neck. I turned my face towards him and opened my lips to kiss his opened mouth. He tasted delicious and I opened my mouth more devouring William’s sweet lips and offering more of myself as well.

His hands that were gripping my hip had moved higher and now William’s big strong arms were encircling my small delicate body bringing me tighter into his embrace while he incessantly slamming his cock into my pussy. The force of his movement escalated more and more as his grip on my young body too intensified. I frantically held his body as he fucked my pussy again and again. Under his warm damp body, I begged and moan for him as I felt my vaginal wall began to spasm with the prospect of my coming. William nuzzled my neck and licked it making me squirmed with delight. His hip moved violently as he too was nearing his climax. I thrashed and buckled on the big table while William continued to fill me with his engorged cock. We came together and I screamed his name while William groaned and grunted with his release. I gripped my legs tighter around him and I smiled feeling him as he spurted and shot his creamy cum inside my quivering vagina. I too held his head and brought his damp face to mine while raining him with light wet kisses. I kissed his cheeks, his chin, his eyebrows, his closed eyes and his warm lips. When I licked my lips, I could taste the salty taste of William.

“Oh…baby…I miss you…so much.” I said to him.

“Me…to…me to….” He said through his uneven breath.

Much later, William lifted me off the table, held my ass tight while I encircled my arms around his neck. He carried me to his chair at the head of the conference table and he sat on his chair with me straddling him now and his flaccid cock in my pussy still. I loved the feeling of his warm embrace, I pushed my body deeper, and his hands too were massaging my back softly and deliciously. I wanted more, I pushed my body slightly way from his body, and I started unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his magnificent hairy chest to me. I relished the feeling of his hairy on my damp face and I inhaled his scent ravenously while teasing his nipples with my naughty tongue.

“Oh…William! I can’t get enough of you!” I whispered on his chest.

I could feel his hands on my back moved to my bare ass and he set out in massaging my ass instead.

“I can’t get enough of this…this…this…this…and of course THIS.” As William uttered his words, he squeezed my ass hard, and kissed my lips, slithered his hand tweaked my nipple, nuzzled my neck and finally he moved his hip and slammed his semi-hard cock into my pussy.

William’s body buckled when I mischievously bit his nipple a little too hard and his deep lustful eyes gave me a warning. Still, I left his right nipple, licked his left nipple instead, and bit it hard too. He sucked his breath and looked at me with his eyes. I raised my body from him and exhaled a ragged breath as his now rock-hard cock from my pussy. He tried to stop me but İranlı Escort he relented as I pouted lips and begged him. When my stilettos touched the floor, I turned my body and gave him my back and my ass. I took off my blouse and my bra. I was gloriously naked in front of William and my damp body glistened under the dim light. I sucked my breath as I felt his big hands on my ass, kneading and squeezing my globes. I bent my body forward on the table and spread my legs slightly. As my tits touched the cold surface of the table that morning in the conference room, I sighed when my nipples instantly puckered on the hard surface.

“I’m a very…very…bad girl William. Punish me.” I said through my ragged breathing.

He raised himself from the chair and stood behind me, my pussy pumped its juices violently, and I could feel it dripped from my vulva to my pussy lips. His hands on my ass squeezed them roughly and then he spanked my ass hard. I cringed with the slight pain but my pussy leaked more and more juices. He spanked my ass the second time and the sound reverberated in the room while I hissed with the pleasure and pain caused by it. William then pulled my body from the table slightly making my tits now dangling and I used my small arms to hold the table. He slapped my ass the third time and I moaned while arching my body with the pain it caused me.

“Fuck…me…please.” I begged William.

I could feel his hands touching my ass and then rubbing my wet pussy. His fingers were grazing on my drenched pussy lips and a loud moan escaped from me as I pushed my pussy onto his fingers. His big strong fingers continued to unfold my pussy and I whimpered and moaned with the intense delight he brought upon me. William then grabbed my hip and rammed his cock in my sopping cunt. I held the table tightly with my hands, and every time William shoved his cock into my dripping sheath, he engulfed me with such tremendous pleasure. I could feel his right hand went lower and lower to where his cock was meeting my pussy and he massaged it and rubbed it. I moaned even louder with his ministration on my stretched clit. His left hand had moved higher and higher grasping my sweaty tits, squeezing and kneading them with such ferocity.

I suddenly felt my feet were no longer touching the carpeted floor of the conference room. William had lifted my lithe small body to meet each of his thrust and he slammed again and again into my pussy. I could feel my vaginal wall contracting more and more creating and spreading the forceful promise of my release.

“Yess…baby…oh…yess.” I moaned whenever William filled me harder and deeper with his meat into my sopping canal.

William too groaned and grunted each time he thrust his cock into my small delicate body. I too noticed he increased his movement knowing that our coming was near. As he slammed my sweaty body yet again, our bodies moved forward making my body now sprawled on the table and my ass at the edge of the table now. He rammed his cock repeatedly into my pussy and I cringed as I felt the edge of the table biting into my soft skin. However, William’s incessant thrusting distracted me from the pain. It was near, I moaned and moaned, and in the end, I screamed his name aloud in his conference room with him still thrusting relentless into my quivering soaking depth. He suddenly arched his back and spurted his creamy cum into my pussy filling up every inch of my vaginal wall with it. His damp arms encircled my sweaty abdomen and pumped more and more of his seeds into me.

After a few moments, William took out his limp cock from my pussy and kissed my back and neck. I could also feel his warm tongue on my neck licking the salty taste from my body. He then pulled me off the table and suddenly I found myself sitting between his spread legs on his chair. I put my head on his still heaving chest and with his strong arms around my waist. I too was still gasping slightly from our climax and I loved it when I could hear his heartbeat from his warm hairy chest. I giggled when his long fingers tickled the side of my body and he too laughed when my hands tickled his upper thigh.

“William? Is your girlfriend around this weekend?”

“No.”

“Your son?”

“He’s at his mother’s place.”

“Can…can I come by your place? That if you…if you…want me to…or course.”

“What do you think girl?”

* * *

I was taking a shower at William’s house that weekend and it was Saturday afternoon. William and I fucked three times that morning alone. Once, before we had breakfast with me straddling his big warm body on the bedroom floor. We had two more after breakfast. William fucked me on the kitchen counter; and another time with me on all four in the living room, while both of us were watching the news channel as he fucked me from behind.

I sighed as the warm water trickled down my glistening body and I smiled when I stared at my dark brown Karapürçek Escort nipples that puckered under the intensity of the water spurting from the showerhead. I tweaked them with my fingers and moaned as the pleasure surged through my body and made my pussy quivered. I turned my head as he opened the glass shower door and his eyes were raking my wet body greedily. He was already gloriously naked for my feasting eyes, and when he came under the shower, my hands were open welcoming him in my embrace. I simply hugged my William while resting my turned face just below his nipple enjoying the feeling of this big man’s arms around me. He made me feel safe.

I felt his arm moved and I could see that he was holding a soapy sponge in his hand. He began to massage my back with the sponge and I sighed as I felt the strain on my back slowly dissolving. He massaged my sopping ass and again I moaned, but this time it was because of the pleasure that was forming deep in my core. He let the sponge fall from his hand and he was massaging my ass with his bare hands. He was carefully spreading my ass cheeks and I instinctively raised my left leg as his fingers rubbed and massaged my wet pussy from behind. He used his long arm and fingers to rub my pussy from behind and I moaned aloud when he inserted one finger into my vulva.

I felt my vaginal wall clasping on his finger and he quickly withdrew his finger to my disappointment. He raised his body and stared at my face while he pushed all the wet hair covering parts of my face. I wickedly gripped one of his fingers with my teeth, sucking and nibbling on his long finger until he laughed and pried my lips open to set his finger free. He then pinched my nose and his hands dropped my shoulder as he unhurriedly pushed my body back to the wall. He then knelt on the floor as his hands rested on my tiny waist.

“Look shorty… I want your pussy for lunch but my mouth is here…in front of your tits.”

“Don’t call me shorty William! It is just that you’re far too tall!” I pouted my lips.

“You are 5 feet 4 inches! You are too short while I’m too tall!” his voice reverberated in the shower.

William gave me a naughty smile, and then he licked and sucked my right nipple; and I grabbed his head pulling him further onto my glistening tit. I arched my back and pushed my tit into his warm inviting mouth. I sighed and moaned as I felt his teeth grazing my right nipple and my vaginal wall began to pump my warm juices out from the opening of my pussy. I heaved a sigh as I felt his hand tweaking my clit and rubbing my wet pussy. He then moved his strong hands on my inner thighs and lifted my small body from the ground while spreading my lean petite legs wide. I was confused for a while but I smiled with satisfaction when William put my legs on either side of his head, on his muscular shoulders making my soaking pussy situated directly in front of his face.

“Is your back okay on that wall?” he asked.

“Yes…I think…so.” I answered deliriously from the anticipation of William eating my pussy not thinking at all about the wall behind me.

He grasped my ass tightly with his large hands and he began to suck and nibble on my pussy lips softly. I tried to grip his head with my thighs but he used his superior strength to overpower me as he held one of my thighs with his hands. He then sucked my juices from my sopping core, I trashed on the wall, and my moan and my whimper echoed in the shower room. He used his teeth to tease my clit and again I moaned with pleasure dripping more of my juices onto his mouth. He lapped the juices and drank them greedily while he continued to suck and nibble my cunt.

“Oh…William!” I whispered his name as his tongue probed into my quivering vulva.

I buckled on the wall and pressed my pussy more and more towards his warm tongue. Each time he sucked and lapped my pussy, and every time he moved his tongue in my sopping sheath, I arched my back and shuddered even more violent. The pressure that was building in my core was overwhelming and I knew that my climax was near. William persistently shoved his tongue inside my pussy and I vigorously moved my pussy following the rhythm that was created by him. He moved his tongue harder and harder while sucking the relentless dripping of my juices. I screamed and moaned so loud in the chamber of the shower room when I came. He kept on sucking and drinking on my juices as I gasped and panted with my labored breath. My vaginal wall shuddered for quite sometime before the force of my climax subsided.

William gradually lifted my limp legs from his shoulder and I staggered to steady myself. His arms quickly held my small body for support and I fell on his body the moment his arms encircled my waist. I was still breathing hard with my face on his wet hairy chest and I closed my eyes savoring the water that was cascading on my body. He rose to his feet with me in his embrace. I suddenly felt his cock nudging my stomach and I opened my eyes and looked down at William’s throbbing cock. It was thick and pulsating with William’s lust for me, I licked my lips and my breathing became slightly shallow and deep with the blossoming of new lust for him. I raised my head and looked up into William’s smoky hazel eyes and I tiptoed reaching for his head.

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I lay on the bed wearing nothing but a blindfold, the smooth sheets slippery under my feet. My legs twitched restlessly. My fingers playing with the sheets in anticipation. I did not know what to expect, or when to expect it. He had asked me to wear headphones, and all I could hear was a playlist he had curated specifically for this encounter. The slow music helped me to relax but as a new song with a faster beat came on I smiled in anticipation.

Deprived of sight and sound, I jumped slightly when I first felt his lips against the pad of my foot, moving up my calf to my sensitive inner thigh. He lingered there a moment before continuing across my stomach and then to my breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth and tugged gently before circling his tongue around it and sucking. My nipples swelling as his mouth danced back and forth between the two. He found my mouth and kissed me slowly, his tongue massaging Gaziosmanpaşa Escort mine before withdrawing and finding my other nipple. Running a warm hand down my ribcage and across my stomach I felt a wave of heat where he touched me. I also felt myself getting wetter and wetter.

I felt him pull away from me and was suddenly cold. I felt his cheek against my inner thigh. He spread me open and I felt his tongue moving in long lazy circles, sucking at my wetness. He was relentless. His tongue probing each side of my pussy, licking every inch of my bush. Every time I neared the edge he slowed down and drew back only to build me up again. It was only when he put a finger inside me, massaging as he sucked, that I started to lose control. He put a restraining hand on my hip but I couldn’t keep from arching my back and lifting my hips to get as close to him as possible. Trying to fuck his mouth so gently with my clit.

I startled when I realized he had shifted position, he was hovering over me, his hardness nudged my cheek. I knew what he wanted, Gölbaşı Escort and I took him into my mouth. I mimicked the long lazy strokes of his tongue, taking him deep into my mouth. I ran my tongue down his length as I sucked. I could feel him hardening even more and stopped when I could tell he was almost at his breaking point. The sweet salty taste of precum on my tongue.

I tugged his shoulders so he would know where I wanted him to go. I pulled him down to me and kissed him, tasting just a hint of my own wetness. Smelling the scent of my own arousal on his face. Feeling his weight above me, pinning me between his strong arms I moved closer. I could feel him hard against my thigh and I shifted my hips to give him access. I could feel my wetness sliding along his length and I parted my thighs in anticipation. He was inside of me with one hard, deep thrust. He stopped to collect himself, settling deeper inside of me, but then began to move. Slowly, rotating his hips, moving with me, he angled our bodies so that he was in control of the movement. Grup Escort He pulled out slightly and thrust back in hard and deep. Repeating rhythmically. I began to lose control again as he moved, and again he could tell when I was nearing the edge and slowed to bring me back down. Each time he did this, the feeling intensified. I wrapped my legs around his hips trying to bring him deeper, feeling his hard cock stroking my core. I tightened around him and felt him start to move more intently, focused now. I waited for him, wanting him, urging him to fuck me harder and deeper, not to be gentle. Wanting him to fuck me. He started to lose control and pounded himself into me. I came, and it seemed to last forever, with each pulse I felt him slamming into me, intensifying the feeling. I was still climaxing when I felt him harden and reach his own end. He slammed into me again and again, finding his release. I felt him explode inside me, almost making me come again. The hot warmth inside of me. Everywhere.

I held him there for a few moments, enjoying his weight and his warmth and the small aftershocks of him still inside me. His swollen cock slowly deflating inside of me. Our heavy breathing becoming normal again. When he withdrew, I felt him pouring out of me, drenching the sheets. I knew we would need to do the laundry after this. He kissed me on the shoulder and left the room. As I walked to the shower, he dripped down my legs.

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The neighbor’s dog started barking at 8 am waking me up. Yawning, I looked over at Mercedes lying peacefully on her side. With her cute round ass against me hugging a pillow, she looked sensually innocent asleep. A smile crossed my face while remembering how horny she was the night before. It was like a sex starved vixen just wanting me to ravish her booty all night long and I did.

Slowly I removed the covers and studied the beautiful curves of her nakedness. I gently turned her on her back and watched this lovely angel in serene slumber. With lustful eyes I slowly scanned up and down her body, stopping ever so often to gaze at her assets. Those nice D cup firm tits, flat stomach and newly shaved pink pussy had me again coveting her. I remembered how much fun I had pounding her wet wanting pussy. The new ink that I did saying “Horny Mercedes,” looked great arched over her pussy mound. As she turned on her side, she bent those nice long legs inciting my need to fuck her again. But I decided to get up and make some coffee instead of satisfying my urges. I figured she would need a pick me up from all of the booze she consumed the night before and probably wouldn’t want any sex.

As I went to make a pot of coffee, the annoyance of the dog continual howling was becoming unbearable. When I went outside to pick up the paper, I yelled out to shut that fucking mutt up. Finally my neighbor came out, gave me a dirty look and took the hound in. As I was closing the front door, I heard a shriek from Mercedes. Rushing back into the bedroom, she was sitting up looking down at her pussy.

She was sniffling with big tears in her eyes. “Oh my god Geno! How could you do this to me? What am I going to say to Tyler? What will he think of me?” The panic tone of her voice showed me how frightened she really was.

As tears ran down her lovely cheeks, I sat down next to her and tried to console her panic. Putting my arm around her shoulders and gently hugging her, I slowly replied, “But M, you said you wanted something to remind you of this weekend. So I suggested a tattoo and you agreed. This is what you wanted. I’m sorry if you don’t like it now.”

I know it was a big fib, but I wanted her to accept the tat as being her. The idea of always being horny would be seen be her daily. Every time she would pull down her panty it would be staring up at her. It would be like a never ending message for sex and that’s exactly what I wanted her to constantly think about. The thoughts of sex being stuck in her brain would induce more cravings to be fucked. It would become an overpowering desire to act on those urges. At least that was my idea when I inked it on her.

Whimpering she asked, “So it was all my idea?”

“Oh yes it was M,” I bellowed. “I thought it came out great. Too bad you passed out before I was done. You didn’t get to see the finished product. Don’t you remember last night at all?”

Remembering how gullible she used to be, I was hoping that she would believe me. She turned to me and smiled.

Her eyes were no longer tearing as she said, “I remember most of last night especially the loving you gave me. I really enjoyed feeling you in me again and giving me so many wonderful orgasms. But after the last time you came, I thought we just went Etimesgut Escort to sleep.”

Pausing to catch her breath, she hugged me. I hugged her back. When we broke and I was about to answer her, she grabbed my arm like her brain just awoke with some truth.

“Oh wait a minute,” she exclaimed! “I do remember telling you to do something before I fell asleep. Oh my god! It was all my idea! I’m so sorry accusing you. Can you forgive me?”

Then she put her head on my shoulder and sighed. “But what will I tell Tyler and anyone else who sees it? I’ll feel so ashamed if anyone sees it.”

I tried to sound concerned but there was a slight chuckle in my voice when I answered. “Tell Tyler it’s an old tattoo. He hasn’t had sex with you yet or even seen you naked. He won’t know the difference. As for the other guys you may be fucking later, they’ll love seeing it. You won’t have to tell them anything. Once they get a glimpse of it on your wet pussy, they’ll know you’re going to be a great fuck. And Mercedes that will be exactly what you want them to think, you being a great fuck!”

Although she gave me a sarcastic sneer, it seemed to calm her. Afterwards I asked if she wanted a cup of coffee. She smiled, nodded yes and told me she had to go pee. So I moved to the side as she attempted to get up. Sitting at the edge of the bed, she moaned in agony, “Geno, I don’t feel too good.”

Moving next to her I asked what was wrong. She told me her head was hurting and she felt sick. Helping her up, I slowly walked her over to the bathroom. Closing the door behind her, she went in alone. I could hear her moaning in agony as I rushed to the kitchen.

I took a glass and poured some tomato juice in it. Then I open a cabinet took a jar of this brown powder. A chemist friend gave me it as a hangover remedy. Taking a scoop, I quickly mixed it in the juice and ran back to the bathroom. I asked if she was all right as I opened the door. Mercedes was sitting on the toilet, hands over her head, and groaning in anguish. When I handed her the remedy, I told her to drink it all up. Looking up at me with sad eyes, she took the mixture.

As she started to sip it, I said, “No M, just guzzle it to get it all down.”

It was about fifteen minutes later, when she finally emerged from the lavatory. She looked better and gingerly walked back to the bedroom. Laying down she asked, “What was in that drink Geno? I feel so much better, but maybe I should rest a few minutes.”

She lay on her stomach as I began to gently massage her naked body. Shoulders first and slowly down her back to her ass, then finishing at her feet. As I started back up her gorgeous smooth legs, I could feel myself becoming horny. Gently I spread her legs apart and massaged her inner thighs working up to her vulva. I gently brushed up against it. When she sighed in pleasure, I knew she was feeling better for a fuck. She kept softly moaning as I spread her pussy lips apart, but then I suddenly stopped.

She turned back and asked why I quit and I said, “M, I didn’t want to keep going if you are still not feeling good. Maybe a nice shower will make you feel better?”

Turning on her back and sitting up, she dangled her legs over the edge Etlik Escort of the bed and began to rise. Looking at me with her eyes now twinkling she muttered, “Darling, I’m feeling much better now, but maybe a nice shower will feel really good. Will you take one with me?”

“Of course”, I happily answered back.

We hugged and I then pulled her up. I followed close behind, watching her cute bare ass swaying toward the bathroom. Stopping at a cabinet, I grabbed a bottle of her special shampoo that she had left there years before. Once Mercedes got in, I turned on the overhead large shower sprocket and a gentle warm spray began flowing over her. I quickly took off my robe and stood behind her. She tilted her head back and enjoyed the water flowing over her face. As the water continued running over her gorgeous body, she took her hands and washed her tits while softly moaning in pleasure. Taking some soap, I began washing her shoulders and back. Then I poured some shampoo and began washing her bright red hair. She sighed telling me how good it felt. Reaching around, I washed her breast, stopping at her nips to gently pinch them. She bent forward leaning her hands against the wall. As I soaped up her ass, I ran my hand in between her firm cheeks. I even pushed a soapy finger in her lovely ass entrance. She pushed back so I could go farther in. Soon I had two fingers inside her anal cavity making it wider to except my thick cock.

She began to purr saying “That feels so good. I love what you are doing to me. I want you Geno!”

Pulling my fingers out, I washed the rest of her ass. She spread her legs apart and sensually said, “Oh don’t stop Geno. I’m so horny. Fuck me Geno. Fuck me now!”

She turned around and bent down to grab my enlarging cock. Rubbing it to a hardened state, she took me over to the tiled seat. Telling me to sit here, she turned to face away. Straddling over me, she slowly sat down on my hard rod and guided it into her ass. It was tighter than her pussy was the night before. Once I was all the way in her anal cavity, she started to grind in a back and forth over me.

Leaning back against me, she put her hands over her head and sensually said, “Oh yes! It’s been so long since I felt a cock up my ass. You feel so good in me, darling. I forgot how much I love this. Do I feel good to you too?”

I lifted her up and down on my raging hard on, widening her anal hole and answered, “Oh yes baby. You feel so tight. I’ve always loved fucking your ass. I missed you so much baby.”

She sighed and giggled, as I pushed my shaft up to my balls into her soaped hole. Loudly she moaned in pleasure, as I continued lifting her up and down on my raging hard cock. Then she leaned up a little, placed her hands on the tile seat between my legs and began pushing down on my cock. As she sped up her movement, I fell out a few times, which she quickly grabbed my rod and pushed it back into her ass.

She felt like she was in euphoria while moaning, “Oh god Geno. You feel so good fucking my ass. Oh god! That’s it go deeper! Yes! Yes! I want to be really nasty. Oh yes harder darling! I missed doing this too!”

Instead of going faster, I held her around the waist and lifted her off me. Then Eve Gelen Escort I put her down on all fours and went back into her anal hole. As I stood over her ass speedily pumping in and out, she moaned in heavenly bliss. I had forgotten how much she liked being fucked in her ass. As the water ran over us, I enjoyed hearing this nympho cries of pleasure. As I kept up the pace, my mind wandered. I thought of how much fun it would be to get her gang banged or whore out again like in the old days. I kept imagining guy after guy ramming their cocks into all of her holes. Those thoughts drove me to finally exploding a huge blast of cum deep inside her ass.

When she felt me spewing, she turned back to me and sensually said, “You feel so good cuming in me. Ah darling, that’s it. Keep cuming. Oh yes! I want it all in me.”

When I finally finished my squirting, I pulled out and stood up. Turning on the side faucet, I grabbed the faucet head and pulled it down to my cock. After washing myself off, I turned it to her open ass hole and pushed it in. She squirmed and turned back looking at me with a huge grin. As the water washed her anal cavity, my cum flowed out running down her legs like a water fall full of spunk. When I finished, she stood up.

Her knees were reddened from the hard service. As she put her arms around my neck, she said, “I’m so happy right now. You have always known what makes me content. I think I love you.”

Then she gave me a huge passionate French kiss. Her lips were like soft pillows pressed against mine. When our tongues met, they danced in adoring pleasure, inciting sexual hunger. It was as if her sexual flame was still hot for passion. But after last night hours of shooting load after load in or on her, I finally needed time to recharge.

When she pulled back to look into my eyes, I answered, “I want you so much and missed you too. I missed your smile and kisses. I missed your warm body so willing to please. I missed seeing your eyes glistening in happiness after you had sex for hours. I missed guys telling me that you were greatest fuck ever. You make me the happiest guy in the world and I love you too. But gorgeous what about Tyler and getting married?”

She removed her arms from round my neck, sighed and had a sad look. After a few minutes, she looked deep into my eyes. Giggling she sensually answered, “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. I just realized that I still love and want sex. I don’t think I could give it all up again. I want you to continually make love to me, but Geno I also need to stay with Tyler. Can’t I do both?”

My thoughts were churning into how I could get this horny slut back into my clutches. I needed some time to think of a plan. Quickly I answered, “Sure you can. Let me think of a way so he wouldn’t ever find out.”

Happily, she kissed me again. As we smooched, I knew she would become a nympho whore again. But I wanted to make sure she was back for fucking and not just giving me lip service. I had to make sure she would anything I wanted or was that fuck anyone I wanted her too.

After we dried off, I went and got her the white silk robe she used to wear for me. I keep it for girls to wear when they stay over. It was short barely covering her ass. I used to love sitting next to her and seeing her pink cunt exposed for play around the apartment. One of my past favorite things was to play with her cunt all day, keeping her nice and juicy ready for fucking. When I did that, she never disappointed me when asked to fuck a complete stranger.

What comes next even shocked me. Stay tuned for part 4.

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The cold air blew against her skin, goose bumps ran down her exposed thigh. She had thought about this moment countlessly. His warm hands ran down her thigh, sending waves of nerve impulses to her engorged clit. She gasped…

He was her boss, Bayo. She’d wanted him since the first day she saw him, her sex starved cunt always got wet when she was around him; from his deep brown eyes and brown skin, to the tone of his voice. She was smitten. She almost always fantasized about being with him, his strong arms around her, his heavenly voice whispering sweet nothings in her ears.

She always had a reason to masturbate, this was getting out of hand, she wanted him badly, she was going to shoot her shot.

**************

The phone rang in Alex’s apartment, she picked. “Hello,” said a familiar voice.

She didn’t have to guess who it was, but she asked anyway, “Hello, who is this?”

“Its Bayo, how are you?”

“I’m okay, and you?” she said, happy to hear his voice but wondering why he called on a Saturday.

“I’m fine. I’m sorry for calling today, I know its your day off but I really need a favor, please say yes.” he sounded desperate.

“Of course yes,” she said in her mind. “What is this favor?” she asked.

“Remember that project I was working on? I got stuck and I know its your area of expertise. I was thinking if you could come over and help me finish. I’m almost done, you wouldn’t have to do much. Will you help me?”

“I don’t know, I’m a little overwhelmed here,” she lied.

“Please Alex, I really need you.” He pleaded.

There was a long pause, then she said, “Okay, I’ll come by later this evening. Send me your address.”

“Thanks, See you later.” He said before ending the call.

Alex bit her lip and played with her hair, her mind was going wild; did he just want her help? Or did he want more? Either way, she would help him make up his mind if it wasn’t already.

She dropped her phone and hurried to her wardrobe. She rummaged through the clothes and finally Ulus Escort found what she wanted, she smiled lewdly as she took the outfit from the wardrobe.

“He won’t know what hit him,” she said out loud.

*************

Some hours later, after Alex and Bayo were done with the project, Bayo opened up the bottle of wine which Alex had brought with her.

They sat on the couch as they drank, Bayo complimented her taste in wine, and they continued to drink in silence for a while.

“You really came through for me Alex, I owe you big time,” Bayo said as he laid down his glass.

“Yes you do,” Alex said and then took a sip from her glass. The alcohol has started to kick in, she probably wouldn’t have said that sober, she thought.

“Do you… Have a boyfriend?” Bayo asked tentatively.

Her heart skipped a beat, she nearly choked on the wine still in her mouth, her eyes widened.

She swallowed and crooked her eyebrow as she lifted her head to look at Bayo. “No, I don’t,” she said conspicuously eyeing his body from his crotch to his face, then she licked her lips.

Words were unnecessary at this point, Bayo drew closer to her, placed his hands on her cheek. They felt so warm, his face inched closer.

Alex unintentionally held her breath, as she closed her eyes waiting for what seemed to be an eternity. She slowly moved closer to close the gap, her mind went blank.

Then, his lips met hers. both lips melted against each other, the warm touch of his saliva coated lips caused a buildup of nervous energy. She finally filled her lungs with air. Her insides heated up like a furnace and her clit tingled.

She moaned deeply as she hungrily devoured his lips, Bayo was a little surprised.

Bayo tried to get her to lay on the chair, but she refused. She broke this kiss and pushed him.

Bayo’s back fell to the chair, she lay on him trying to grind her crotch on his, as they continued to kiss. His dick stiffened and pressed against her clit.

Their lips still Üniversiteli Escort locked in a hot passionate dance. He grabbed her ass, his fingers sunk into soft folds as he pressed hard on her tush.

She bit his lip as she moaned, “Hmmm.”

Shivers ran down her spine, and turned to waves of pleasure as they reached her crotch.

The feeling of his hard chest against her hard nipples sent her into a frenzy. She broke from the kiss again, this time she went for his belt, she undid it and pulled his trousers.

As she went for his boxers, she noticed the size of the bulge, she smiled as she freed the prisoner from its cage. It sprang forth, thick and sexy, this engorged cock was going to be in her pretty soon, she smiled at the thought.

She took off his shirt, her lips arched into a smile as she saw his chiseled abs. She ran her hands up his chest and caressed his nipples with her fingers, then she kissed them, kissing her way up his neck to his lips. He took the opportunity to pull her gown up, she didn’t wear anything underneath except a light bra, his hands ran circles round her succulent ass. His dick twitched with excitement, as she held him and removed her clothes completely.

Bayo was in awe, she look so sexy, much better than he had imagined. Her perky tits stood firm with her erect nipples .5cm away from her areola. He ran his hands from her ass to them. She moaned.

His bare cock was now pressing against her naked vulva, it felt so warm being enveloped in between those wet lips.

“Put your back up on the chair,” she said sitting up, she arched her back as she stared down at him. He understood her and raised himself up, then sat at a 90° angle, resting his back on the chair, with her still straddling him.

She grabbed his engorged cock and slid it into her wet pussy.

She put it in slowly, “Yesss,” she gasped as the intruding rod went deeper inside her. She bit her lip until the warm rod in her pussy could go no further. Her lips pressed against the Yenimahalle Escort end of his shaft. She paused for a second to look at him.

“Fuck me baby,” Bayo said, almost whispering. She smiled.

She started moving up and down the shaft of his dick. It felt tight, she hadn’t had sex in nearly a year and his dick was just big enough to fill her creamy insides.

“Oh yes,” she said as she rode him. He put his hands on her waist as she massaged his cock with her pussy’s vice grips.

“Yes. That’s it baby.” Bayo was in heaven.

“You like that? You like my pussy?” She said picking up the pace.

He spanked her hard. “Fuck yeah!”

She placed her hands round his neck as she rode his cock, her juices spewing onto his balls with every movement.

She put her hands round his neck and on the chair, moved in a circular motion around his dick.

“Oh fuck,” he grabbed her ass as she stopped and started helping her. Pushing his waist up as she came down.

“Yes Bayo, fuck my pussy. More. Yes”

His balls began slapping her ass, the smell of sex filled the air. Her juices continued to drip fron her horny pussy down to his aching ball sac.

His cock began to hit her g-spot. He was so deep. She closed her eyes, “Right there. Right there! Yes right there.” He spanked her hard.

“Ahhhh,” she yelped on his cock. Her pussy flooded his cock with creamy liquid. “Yess, fuck me. God yes,” she said in reckless abandon, bouncing on his thick cock.

He moved his hips faster and rammed his dick harder and deeper into her.

“Yes, right there, don’t stop. Yes!” She screamed as she picked up the pace. He held her nipples as she bounced atop his cock.

“Come for me Alex,” he said, she loved the sound of her name on his lips, it pushed her past the tipping point. She arched her back ready to squirt loads on his juicy cock, she closed her eyes.

“Alex, Alex! Wake up!” a familiar voice beckon.

She opened her eyes, it was Bayo, already dressed. They had left his house. She looked around, they were in the office.

A frustrated smile draped across her face. “Another day dream,” she thought to herself. She could feel her soaked panties.

“Its lunch time, wanna grab a bite?” Bayo asked.

“Sure, anything you want,” she smiled.

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