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My flight was on time. Within fifteen minutes of landing, I was signaling a cab outside the baggage claim. I had the cab bring me to the hotel where he was staying. I collected a keycard from the reception desk and went up to his penthouse suite. I saw the VIP pass he’d left for me beside the pink roses.

Nine and a half weeks. That’s how long it’s been since we last met up. I had to grin, thinking of the book with just that title.

One of these jaunts would have us somewhere tropical and half naked soon enough. I showered the travel grime from my body and soul, dressed and headed out to the arena to catch the last hour of his show.

I could hear the arena rocking from the furthest edge of the parking lot. I directed the uber driver to the back area and paid the man. Both of the security guys were locals out here, so I waited patiently while they made the calls. Timmy, Kian’s head of security was outside in what seemed like seconds.

“Dari, hi, how are you doin tonight? Did you have an easy flight?”

“Doin pretty good so far, Tim. The flight was smooth as silk. How’s the family?” I chatted, as he scanned my pass, nodded to the two local boys and led me inside.

I was already wishing I’d worn my flats, instead of these ridiculously high stilettos, but he loves the way they make my legs look, tanned and svelte. Ah, the crazy shit we do for lust and mind blowing sex. With only three minor delays, he got me backstage in the wings.

Every time I lay my eyes on him, my brain shuts off, my heart does a stuttering two step and falls flat at his feet. I know I’m so totally lost to him, but that has to wait, for him. To see him, bathed in a pale gold spot, highlighting him in a glowing aura, is pure magic.

Where the light touched, his broad shoulders, his long, toned thighs, revealed not only his powerful manliness but also his raw sexuality. Listening to him sing, his voice a husky, honeyed whiskey that could bring tears to your eyes, or send those chills racing over your body, like it was doing to mine right now.

I watched him stroke the neck of his guitar, with those huge but, oh so gentle hands, and shivered, remembering how those same hands had traveled over my skin. I knew the second he saw me, felt his eyes swiftly taking in the mile of naked legs, the mini skirt, the snug sweater, my grin. He actually paused for a second or two. I think I might have caught him drooling and that made something else in me go haywire and goofy.

“Well, well, well …wow…” I watched him swallow his tongue, regain his wits, grinned that sweet grin that sold him to millions, that one that told me, he’s got news to share, good news, and he’s got something else up his sleeve.

Okay, I’ve gotta explain, we’ve been seeing each other for almost two years, as often as we could make it with our crazy careers and schedules. He’s been going through a fairly nasty divorce, for the last three.

Celebrity does have high prices, and not only monetarily. I know that myself. I watched him straighten up, shift his guitar, stroke its neck.

“I have something good I’d like to share tonight.” He began softly, capturing every ear in the seventy five thousand seat arena. “Since everybody already knows what’s been goin on in my life these last few years, I may as well, just make the official announcement tonight, here. My battle is over, completely final, forever and ever, amen.”

The crowd erupted, howling, hooting, whistling and screaming with joy. He gave them a moment, enjoying the sharing of this joy. No doubt, giving so many fans time to tweet, share, and post the news to any and all viral streams.

He motioned to one of the handlers to take his guitar, as he stood. Ka-thud, my heart hit the floor. You heard that right. From the crown of his hat, to the well-worn boots, total package, yum, made me drool.

He motioned to the crowd, his voice a soft shh, a whispered, “I’ve got more.”, until they quieted again. He grinned at them. “Ready? I want y’all to meet someone.” He strolled into the wings for me, taking my hand and leading me onstage.

“This is Dari.” I couldn’t focus on anything but him as I stood, shaking like a leaf, beside him. “This is Dari. She’s the woman in my life.” kestel escort His voice caressed while his hand, at my back gave strength. “The only one, what else can I tell you but she gives me joy.”

I looked up, finally, at this murmured sentence, meeting those warm, deep pools of amber caramel brown, seeing everything, seeing him lay bared, for me, in front of thousands. I took a deep breath, smiled, sighed and kissed him.

In his arms, everything fell away, just us. His hands slid from my shoulder to my ass, pulling me tight against him. I was dazed and seeing stars when our lips parted.

“I wrote this for you. Sit right here, you’re lookin’ a little pale and starry eyed.” He sat me on his stool, as another handler brought another. “I was feelin’ kind of blue, one day not so long ago. I know I was missing you, because it came out in this song. And something else came out in it too, listen.” A stagehand brought out his guitar and he started strumming.

I listened to every word, every note, feeling his ache from missing me, feeling his hope for when we would be together, my own heart thumping and throbbing until his last line. “Because, girl, I’ve lost my heart to you. I love you.”

Tears filled my eyes, tears of joy, I guess. He repeated the very last line again, making those joyful tears spill over.

He leaned over, kissed me gently, making the crowd sigh. Another handler came out onstage, this time with a box of tissues, making us both laugh. I wiped my tears away, letting this fizzy feeling fill me from the tips of my toes to my head.

Again he kissed me, murmuring against my lips to meet him in his dressing room backstage. I think I nodded, letting the tissue handler lead me off and back to his room.

In his dressing room, wandering dazedly among his stuff, clothes, guitars, I tried to find my brain and make it work again. No such luck, as it was still zooming on his declaration of love.

The besotted thing, formerly known as my brain, was plotting scenarios, envisioning dreams of golden lights, passionate sex and gossamer hopes. I grabbed two fistfuls of hair, right by my temples and gave myself a good shaking. It had taken him almost three years to say the words.

Almost an hour later, he came in, alone for a change. He stood just inside the door, leaning against it, watching me.

“I love you.”

“I know, have known for some time actually.” I answered softly, raising my eyes to meet his. “And I’m terrified, to be honest.” I took a deep breath, let it out. “And I’m very much in love with you.”

His arms opened wide and I walked shakily into them, resting my cheek on his chest with my arms circling his waist and his around my shoulders, feeling like I’ve finally found home. “What do we do now?”

“Same as we have been, just publicly, without reservations. I’ve missed you, something fierce.” He said, raising my chin, making me meet his gaze. I saw his heart clearly in his eyes, felt my own jerk and thump crazily.

“I want to be able to enjoy a meal in a restaurant, holding your hand, kissing you until your brain is a puddle. To walk with you down a sidewalk, dance with you in the rain, without worrying about pictures popping up, or crazy photographers jumping out of the bushes. Live our life together.”

“Well…I can’t start any journey if I stand still, right?” I asked gazing into those amber eyes I’ve known my whole life.

“Right. Be with me. Be mine, for the rest of our days.”

“Key, yes. We’ve got this.” I smiled up at him, feeling so much love for this man.

“Good. Now let me feed you and ravage you like I’ve been dreaming about for the last month and a half.”

“Mmmm, sounds like a plan.”

We moved together through the umpteen corridors and alleyways until we found ourselves outside, backstage. I’d managed to call the same uber driver who’d brought me to the arena and he was nearby and would be delighted to return me and Kian to the hotel. He pulled up a few minutes later and we climbed in.

“Hey, thanks for calling me again! I’m glad I was still in the area.”

“I am too! How long until we’re back at the hotel?” I asked, feeling Kian’s fingers sliding under the skirt kırıkhan escort wore.

“Oh, just a few minutes.” Our driver answered. I kept his fingers from delving too deeply into my overheated puss, earning me a scowl. He has an incurable case of Roman hands and Russian fingers whenever he’s within three feet of me. Gently, I pressed my lips to his.

“Please. Just a few minutes, my love.” I whispered against his lips. His grumpy sigh was his patient acceptance. His fingers curled around me and snuggled me close to his side. I sank pliantly at his side, letting his warmth flow over me. Seven minutes later we pulled up to the hotel.

After paying our driver, I let him lead me through the lobby to the elevators, feeling his hand slide from my hip to my ass and back. I could feel him almost vibrating with pent up need as we entered the elevator. As the doors closed he turned to me, his hands yanking me to him, his mouth attacking me, setting my own need ablaze.

I vaguely remember the doors opening, his door opening. His fingertips trailing lightly as he slid my clothes to the floor, as he moved me through his suite and into his bedroom.

“I’ve waited long enough.” He growled, pinning me to the bed with his mouth and hands. I writhed beneath him, shimmying skin to skin, squirming restlessly under his assault. “You’re just as needy as I am, aren’t you?”

I couldn’t even answer, couldn’t make the words, nodded. A groan rose from me as my hips ground against his cock, sliding his head into the opening of my cunt. In a blink, our eyes met and he sank bone deep into me. That soft groan grew teeth and snarled with primal power.

My legs wrapped around his, entangling to gain leverage to move with him, to ride him. Sliding, shoving my hips under him, humping up to slap against him, to fill myself on his cock, keening with wave after wave of pleasure. My teeth dragged against the skin of his shoulder as I shivered under his adept fingers.

Kneading, guiding, massaging, clutching tight and driving me wild beyond wild. I held onto him, one hand gripping his flexing hip the other clawing his back, as his eyes blazed down at me, fierce and conquering. Warrior eyes.

His thrusts grew faster, harder. I held his gaze as long as I could, watching him watching me cum hard on his cock. The tsunami wave took me with it, trembling like a leaf, shuddering, bucking with and against him. Dimly, I heard his snarling howl of release, felt his big body jerking and shuddering around me, in me.

I could feel his heart hammering against me, his chest rising and falling with each heavy pant, his legs still twitching. I felt him shift, rising onto his elbows, leaning over me. I opened my eyes, finding him gazing down at me, his face vulnerable and open.

“I think that’s been the quickest.” He panted softly.

“Maybe.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever felt a hunger like that.”

“Really?”

“Really. I haven’t. Nothing that demanding, that powerful. Like an animal.”

“Primal.”

“Yes. Primal.”

“I liked it. You made me feel needed, wanted.”

“Round two, I’ll take my time and savor you completely.”

“Round two?”

“Oh yes, my love. My first round took the blinding edge off. Round two will satisfy us both. Tell me you’re not still hungry. Tell me you don’t want more.” He smiled, that hunger still lingering in his eyes.

“I can’t. I’m always hungry for you and I always want more.”

“One of these days you’ll marry me.”

“I’ve told you the ring I’d like. Get that and I will.”

“No diamonds. An emerald from the Atocha. Right?” He chanted softly with a smile, watching me smile and nod. “That’s a promise?” Again I nodded. “I’ll see what I can do.” He grinned, leaning down to kiss me softly. I slid my fingertips through his hair, down over his shoulders, over his back, pulling him to me as I sank brainless into his kiss.

His warm body still entwined with mine, his hips slowly pulling back, letting me feel our combined sogginess. A soft groan escaped me feeling him that fullness of him leaving me, realizing that he’s growing harder by the second, let a throaty purr out.

I felt his smile against my lips, kızılay escort as he continued nipping and nibbling at my mouth. I felt the very tip of his cock resting wetly against my cunt entry, huge and firm, closed my lips over his tongue and gently sucked.

With a groan and a jerk, he surged his cock deep into me. I let my tongue and mouth suck his tongue as I would his cock, feeling his hips match my slow motions. His groan became a constant purr, mingling with my own.

He moved at my speed, riding me slow and steady. Filling my hole completely, pulling out and sliding his dick tip over my throbbing clit, between my soggy lips, in time with my tongue swirling over his. Sliding, stroking in with every time I sucked.

Every time his head plumbed the depth of my hole, I could feel that deep button mooching hungrily at it, sending wild ripples of pleasure through my quim. Gently, he pulled back, pulled his tongue free.

“Ready?” he asked, bumping his hips, nudging that button into overdrive, ripples grew to wavelets, to waves as he stroked out quicker, stroked in faster.

I raised my eyes to his face, seeing him smiling as he continued fucking me.

“Do you feel how hard you’ve gotten me?” I could see the animal shimmering in his eyes, his smile.

“Oh yes, I do.” I answered purring, moving my hips to grind his head and my button together, watching his eyes cross and cross again, clear.

“And you want it?”

“Oh you have no idea how bad…” he surged deep again, I squirmed on his head, gasping harshly. “…I want it… and you.”

“Show me.”

I moved with him, against him, swiveling, grinding my hips, my button on him. I watched him with every stroke, every movement, watching his animal grow strong, stronger. I let my hands grip and dig in, gaining that micro bit of leverage, humping, grinding and slapping hips together.

His low growl gained teeth, became a snarl as his inner animal took over, roughly. Humping hard into me, his full ball sac bouncing against my ass faster and faster, his manscape rubbing roughly on my hard aching clit.

I grabbed a fistful of his hair, clearing his eyes for a moment, before dragging his mouth to mine to be devoured. Hungrily. Urgently.

“Cum for me.” He growled between biting kisses.

“Oh, I’m gonna.” I growled back, pushing gently at his chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist and rolled onto his back. I shifted my legs from under him, rising from his steely cock, hearing our juices squishing when I slid back down. “And I hope you will too.”

“Ride me. Just like I taught you.” He crooned gazing up at me, his hands sliding up my thighs to my hips. I slid back and forth, feeling him pulsating with every quake through me, friction electrifying my clit. His thumb dipping from my waist to rub circles over it.

Faster I rode, harder. My fingernails digging crescents into his chest as the waves of evergasms began crashing through me. Mindlessly I rode him, wildly, barely hearing him egging me faster, rougher.

His hands slid up my back, pulling me down, his chest meeting mine as he wrapped himself around me as I came. And came. And came.

“Atta girl,” he growled softly in my ear, “…mmm, you’re so very tight right now. I feel you, clenching around my cock, soaking me with your cum. Mmmm, yeah,” he bucked up into me, “…I feel even the afterquakes.”

“Af…after…gasms…” I groaned, humping over him, holding onto him tightly.

“Mmmm, I like that better. Lemme feel some more.” He groaned, rolling us over again. “Because you know how much I love feeling you like this.”

Rougher, faster he thrust into me, ratcheting the waves higher. I held on limply, overwhelmed, letting him ride me as deliciously rough as he wanted. It was decadent, hedonistic, feeling this pleasure crashing through me as I flopped bonelessly beneath him, his hot body jerking and shuddering over me, collapsing on top of me.

I woke when he climbed from the bed, taking his heat with him. I watched him sleepily, wishing he didn’t have to leave so soon, as he drove his fingers through his hair and turned back, smiling when he noticed my eyes open.

“I don’t want to leave.” He whispered.

“I don’t want you to leave.” We knew he had to. Three more months until this tour was over. Summer.

“Soon enough, we’ll have more time.”

“I know.”

“Come shower with me.” He smiled, trailing his fingertip down my neck. Still sleepy, I smiled back and threw back the covers.

“Absolutely.”

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Weeks had passed, and G had been a regular visitor to our home. More often than not, she and my wife would enjoy each other’s company while I was at work or busy watching the kids. I never had a problem with my wife taking G as a lover. To be honest, her extramarital activities increased her sexual drive, and my fantasy life, so much that when we were together the encounters became infused with a newness and excitement that we hadn’t seen or felt for years in our bedroom, or living room, or kitchen, or even the laundry room once. And all of this was due in large part to G’s increased presence. She would be over not just to spend time with my wife, but also to help with the housework, the kid sitting, and so many other things that we just couldn’t seem to find the time to get done. And she would always seem to look great no matter what she was doing. She came over sometimes straight from the gym, and sometimes so early in the morning she had to use our shower to get ready—an activity to which I never objected. Fact is, I think G used my wife being pregnant as an excuse to get out of her own house. Her relationship with her husband hadn’t been going well for over a year, and I was beginning to think my family consisted of my wife, my daughter, and G and her girls.

The situation was far from objectionable, but as we entered the final weeks of my wife’s pregnancy, sex was more often than not, not on her mind. Even my daughter commented on how much time at night I was spending in the office alone, on the computer, with the door locked. I don’t know when exactly my wife hatched her plan, but she was either more grateful for my acceptance of her lover than I knew, or she simply loved me more than I had imagined; last night she showed me just how much. Or to be more accurate, she let her lover show me.

I had just finished my daughter’s bath and as we both wandered into the kitchen we could hear G and my wife talking.

“It’s still early enough,” my wife said.

“Well, at least let me go and get it,” G replied.

“No,” my wife insisted as she spotted us. “You’ve done enough today.” She walked to us and lifted our daughter into her arms. “You need to get home to your kids,” she added.

“Fine, but I’m going to at least finish up these dishes,” G insisted.

My wife looked at me for some help. “I’m not gonna try to stop her,” I said.

My wife smiled and headed off to the bedroom. “Come on sweetie, you and Mommy are going to the grocery store.”

It wasn’t long before my wife and daughter were out the door and I was on the computer. I checked my email to see if I had any feedback from the stories I had submitted to the erotica web site, but there were none. As I scanned the titles of the new uploaded stories searching for a good fantasy, I realized I was just too uncomfortable having G in the next room and knowing my wife was not home. I resigned myself to another late night masturbation session, turned off the computer and headed into the kitchen.

There stood G with her back to me. I let my eyes drift over her body for a moment and take in the sight of her silky hair, thin waist and long legs; her half shirt and shorts offering me a sample of her beautifully dark and smooth skin. I lost myself in the moment and in the sight of her. The story titles from the web site rushed back to me: Taken… Obedient Lover… Virgin Slut… Okay, so I have my moods like everyone else.

“So how have things been around here the past few days?” G asked, startling me and returning me to the present. She had turned and was wiping her soapy hands on the dishtowel.

“Oh, fine,” I stuttered, shifting my eyes to her smiling face. “We’re all quite excited about the birth.”

“Yes, I remember when my second was due. I also remember how little time my husband and I had together.”

“Sure, time is a valuable commodity in a family.”

“So how are you two?” G asked as she approached me by the refrigerator.

“We’re getting through it.”

“No,” she continued as she opened the refrigerator and grabbed some water. “How are you two doing?”

“What do you…?” My confusion vanished as the cold air against my skin and the suggestive look in her eyes snapped me out of my dumfounded state. “Oh! That. Well, it isn’t like it used to be, but that’s what you expect in the final few weeks, right?”

“Yes, but it doesn’t have to be quite that bad.” She replied.

“Well I know we can’t do too much when she’s this close. Plus, she hasn’t exactly felt in the mood lately anyway.” I continued, “You remember that too, right?” I snapped back trying to regain my control.

“Oh yes, I remember.” She said as she pushed the refrigerator door closed. “I also remember how much my poor husband suffered; not getting to feel me beneath him for all that time.”

I swallowed hard. “Yes, I can well imagine how frustrating that was for him.”

“Are you suffering?”

“Now?” I asked shakily.

“Right now.” She stated.

“Yea, you could say that.” I managed to reply.

G slowly let her hand slide down my arm and take hold of my hand. She raised it slowly to karşıyaka escort her waist and placed my hand against her skin. “Let me help.”

“G, I don’t think that…”

She stepped even closer and gazed up at me. “I’ll do anything you want me to. Anything you need.”

I nearly wavered; but I simply couldn’t do it. My wife had never intended me to be with another woman without her.

“G,” I said firmly removing my hand from her waist. “When my wife gets home we can discuss anything the two of you would like to do, but I won’t do anything without her permission.”

She nearly laughed out loud. I was taken aback and confused to say the least. “What is so funny,” I demanded.

Shaking her head she took a drink, “See, this is why she loves you so much.”

It was an odd moment to feel proud of myself, but there is no other way to describe it.

“That is what she said you would say,” G continued as she walked into the den and set down the glass.

“What?” I questioned as I followed.

“Well, not those exact words, but she was sure I wouldn’t be able to seduce you by myself.”

“Pardon my confusion, but you discussed this?” I asked sternly.

“Well, of course,” She quipped. “We are best friends.”

“Sure, but,” I stumbled on how to take this new bit of information. “Still, I think you…”

G held out her hand and in it was a piece of paper. “Read.”

I took the paper as G walked over to the sofa and got comfortable.

“What is it?” I questioned.

“Don’t be worried, just read it.”

I opened the paper and recognized my wife’s handwriting immediately. As I read, my jaw began to drop.

I know how much you enjoy her and I know how sexually frustrated you are right now. So, with that in mind, and remembering that it is ONLY SEX! I want you to do whatever you want with her. Consider it a gift for all the extra help you’ve given me during the pregnancy. Don’t worry; if you think it’s not a fair trade, you can always make it up to me later.

All My Love,

“I told you she loved you,” G said in a near whisper.

All I could do was look over at her sitting on the sofa. I wasn’t sure if this was something I could do. I couldn’t jump from a love letter to raw sex that quickly.

G saw it in my eyes. I know this because in her eyes I saw sympathy for me; an understanding of the conflicting thoughts running through my mind. She rose slowly and made her way back over to where I stood, motionless.

“Yes, she’s wonderful.” G whispered. “I love her too.” She paused. “Now do as she tells you, and fuck me.”

Still, I couldn’t move; as stunned by G’s words as by the blood racing to my awakened cock.

“Aww now, don’t make me beg you,” she said.

I couldn’t speak, or maybe I simply hesitated to see what she would say next.

“Okay then, have it your way,” she added as she lowered herself to her knees. Licking her lips and looking up at me she continued, “Please fuck me.”

It only took me a moment to smile, then wipe the smile off my face and assume my role for the evening. “I don’t think so,” I stated matter-of-factly.

“Please? Please let me feel your cock inside me.”

“I don’t think you want me badly enough.”

Her eyes widened with an unexpected sincerity. “No, you’re wrong. I need you so bad it hurts. I’m so wet just thinking about touching you.”

“Then for that, you’ll have to wait.”

“Aw, that’s not fair.”

“Fair? No one said this would be fair.” My voice had grown harsh and G knew exactly the kind of mood I was in when I grabbed her hair tightly. A breath escaped her lips.

“You aren’t going to hurt me, are you?” she pleaded.

I tightened my grip as my fingers intertwined with her soft hair. “I’ll do whatever I want.” Pulling down slightly, I tilted her head back even more, exposing her dark, fragile neck. “Now tell me how much you want to fuck me.”

My words were callous and my tone was severe, and the beauty now at my mercy played along perfectly. “I’ll do what you ask, just please don’t hurt me.” She begged as I forced her to her feet and walked her back to the sofa.

“Tell me.” I commanded.

“You know I want to. I always want to. Since the first night we met I’ve wanted to feel you inside me. Being around you, just knowing you’re near always gets me wet.”

“Prove it.” I spun her around to face the wall as I let go of her hair and slowly ran my hands down he body; across her tiny waist to her hips. I grabbed and pulled her against me and she gasped when she felt my restrained cock press against her through our clothing. My thumbs hooked onto her shorts and I gave them a slight tug. “Take them off!” I commanded.

She complied, reaching down and unbuttoning, then unzipping her pants. She began to slowly slide them off but my patience quickly ran out. I shoved her toward the sofa until she was bending over, her ass facing me. I yanked the shorts down her thin legs; she stepped out of them willingly. From my kneeling position, my face was only inches from her thighs. Slowly, and kartepe escort softly I slid my hands up her legs. As they reached her panties, the silence in the room again became evident to me. I reached back and then brought my hand down hard against her ass. The loud slapping sound was followed by a whimper.

“Keep talking!”

As I reached up to lower her panties, G spoke softly. “I think about you all the time now. I think about what you want to do to me. I wonder if you are thinking about me. I wonder if you touch yourself at night and think about me touching you.”

Her underwear was sliding down her thighs and I could see that she did not exaggerate when she said I made her wet.

“At home,” she continued. “When my husband touches me, I think about you sometimes. I want it to be you touching me. I want it so badly.”

When I removed her panties completely, I lifted them to my face and caressed my skin with the soft fabric. I could smell her lust and desire for me.

“I come so hard when I’m thinking of you,” she continued.

At that admission, I spun her around until her neatly trimmed pubic hair was inches from my face. As I squeezed her ass with one hand, I dragged the other up her inner thigh and in a single motion slid two fingers into her waiting pussy. A soft moan left her mouth. As her wetness dripped slowly down and coated my hand I looked up at her. Her eyes were closed and so to capture her attention I squeezed her ass again–harder. She opened her eyes and looked down at me.

“Tonight,” I whispered. “You will come hard for sure.”

I don’t know if she reacted to my promise of her pleasure, or to the fact that at that moment I began sliding my fingers in and out of her warm body, but she definitely liked what was happening to her. As her eyes widened and she drew a breath deep into her, I let my fingers squirm inside her as they repeatedly pushed in and out of her flesh. At this she rolled her eyes back into her head and tilted her head back. Once again seeing her helpless neck exposed to me sent a new rush of blood to my growing cock. In a single motion I stood and with my free hand grabbed her throat firmly–never letting my manipulation of her pussy stop. G fell back onto the sofa and I help her against it with my hold on her neck. Turning my attention back to her pleasure, I focused on driving my fingers into her faster and with just a bit more force. Finding a rhythm, I pushed into the folds of her open pussy, twisted my fingers in a kind of pleasure dance, and every so often flicked my thumb against her clit for good measure. Since she had not even tried to open her eyes again, I opted for some aural stimulation to accompany my efforts. “Mmmmm, you are so fucking hot,” I whispered.

My words were met with an approving moan.

“Come for me baby.” I insisted. “Come for me real hard.”

“Ahhhh” was her only answer.

I kept up my efforts to satisfy her, but I slowed every time G seemed to get closer to cumming. After a few times, she noticed my pattern and finally broke out in a mixture of laughing and massive frustration. “What the hell are you doing to me?”

“Making you feel good.” I stated innocently as I gave her clit a little extra attention.

“Mmm, that’s the truth.” She moaned.

“Don’t worry, I told you that you would come, and you’ll come,” I added. “Just not until I get a lot more of you.” Finally I released my grip on her neck and lowered myself to the floor so that I could allow my tongue to take over for my fingers. First, I replaced my thumb and licked her every so often as I continued the slide my other fingers in and out of her.

“So sweet,” I whispered. Licking her repeatedly I continued the barrage of compliments. “So warm and soft, and you are so fucking wet.”

I think I heard her grin as I allowed my tongue to slide down between the folds of her dark skin and taste more of her pussy. “Mmmm,” I moaned into her. “You taste so good.”

“Ahhh, you probably say that to all the girls you’re about to fuck,” she joked.

“Oh yeah?”

I sped up my assault as I licked faster, sucked harder and fucked her with two, then three fingers at the same time. “You think I’m gonna fuck you?” I asked. “You think I’m gonna give you the pleasure of feeling my big, hard cock inside this tight pussy of yours?”

I pounded even harder and faster as I spoke to her. “You want that?” I demanded. “You want me to fuck this tight, wet pussy of yours don’t you?”

“Oh fuck yes!” she called out. “Oh please do it!”

“I will,” I promised. “I’ll fuck you good and long you little slut.” The language changed her reaction slightly, but I picked up on the increase in her pleasure.

“Oh, you like that you little slut?” I asked. “You like the fact I know what a slut you really are?” Her body was rocking with my fingers as I punctuated my words with more licking and sucking.

“You fucking slut,” I added. “Come for me now!”

As I blurted out my final order, I pressed my mouth against her dripping pussy and shot my tongue into her. Pushing hard with kaş escort my lip against her clit and my tongue sliding deep into her over and over again. Her body rose to meet my advances and I felt her hands grab my hair and squeeze hard. Pressing myself against her, I slid my hands under her ass for support and let her buck her hips; rubbing her whole pussy against my lips and tongue. As she spread her wetness across my lips and chin I grabbed her ass hard, pressing my fingers into her flesh. Again, I moaned loudly into her, letting my voice vibrate against her. She returned my moans with screams as she arched her body into the air.

As her orgasm peeked, she tried to push my head away from her massively sensitive pussy, but I would have none of that. I gave her a few extra licks for full effect, then held my face as still as possible against her flesh. Trusting me to not move, she ceased her efforts to push me away and let me linger and feel her orgasm as it subsided.

Slowly, my face covered in her juices, I lowered her back down to the sofa never breaking our intimate contact. I moaned again, more softly, and she shivered at the sensation against her skin. I knew she could feel me grin as she reacted with a pleasurable laugh of her own.

“Damn,” she said. “That was so fucking good.”

Slowly lifting my face for the first time, I looked up at her strewn against the back of the sofa. As the cold air hit my cheeks and chin I smiled again. Looking at me with wonder and just a little bit of gratitude, she recognized that my lust was far from satisfied.

“This was supposed to relieve your frustration, not mine,” she said in a newly relaxed voice.

“It will,” I replied. “It definitely will.”

I pushed myself up from the floor and watched her reaction as she noticed, and was impressed by the fact, that I had managed to remove my pants sometime during the encounter. Once over that shock, her eyes drifted slowly over my body. A new look of lust came upon her as she allowed her gaze to rest on my semi-rigid cock now before her.

“Oh fuck,” she quipped as she shifted her position on the couch. “I know we can make you harder than that.”

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” I said mockingly.

She slid to the edge of the sofa, inches from me. “You’ll do more than see it,” she added.

I could already feel her warm breath on my skin. Slowly she drew her lips closer to the head of my cock, lingering for several moments. Licking her lips, she looked like a hungry animal about to pounce. I felt my own breathing quicken in anticipation as she pinned her hair behind her ear.

“Do you know why I think I’m going to enjoy this even more this time?” she asked.

“No, why?” I whispered.

“Because.” she smiled slowly. “This time, it isn’t just to suck you off and make you cum in my mouth or on my lips and face.”

G slowly reached her hands up, and lightly gripped my hardening cock. “This time I’m going to get you just hard enough to put this big beautiful cock inside me.”

G was right; she could get me harder. And those words were the perfect start. The perfect follow-up was, of course, wrapping her exotic, sensual lips around the head of my cock. And as she did so, she squeezed lightly at its base. Cupping and massaging my balls with one hand, she moaned into me and began to slide her other hand up and down the length of my shaft. Allowing her mouth to slide down onto my cock, getting me wet, she picked up her pace as her tongue rubbed the under side of my cock’s head. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes and moan in pleasure. It may have actually been more like a whimper, but it was definitely in pleasure.

“Fuck.” I managed to say.

“Soon.” She replied in a brief moment when she allowed my cock to pop free from her mouth.

Faster and faster she worked my dick like there was nothing more important to her: licking and sucking as if she had tasted nothing so sweet in her life. As she stroked, her grip would tighten and loosen in a rhythm that matched her hand’s twisting motion. She was, for at least several minutes, relentless in her efforts to get me as hard as possible. Occasionally G would break her pattern to speak, but she only sped up her stroking to make up for the absence of her lips.

“Come on baby,” she demanded. “Get nice and hard for me.”

I was doing my best as I watched her work. Biting my lip as she shoved her hand up and down my rod. Still rubbing my balls and licking and sucking to keep me wet. It was beautiful to watch her as she opened her mouth to take me in: my light flesh disappearing into her dark, hungry mouth.

“Squeeze harder,” I begged.

“Damn,” she answered. “You’re like a fucking rock.”

She squeezed as hard as she could and it felt perfect. The force of her grip on my shaft combined with the soft wetness of her lips and tongue on the head of my cock pushed me to my limit. Now was the time. Finally, I would get to fuck this beautiful little slut.

My eyes shot open and I gazed down at her with a look full of lust and need. Without thought, one hand reached out and gripped her hair and pulled her face off of my cock. Tilting her head back, my other hand once again grabbed her neck and forced her to her feet. She was almost panting with anticipation. As she rose to her feet she wiped her lips and chin dry. I drew her face to mine and stared into her glazed eyes.

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Do you know the first time I saw you? It was in my check-out lane at Food World.

“Lane 6 is open with no one in line,” I had just finished broadcasting over the speaker system, when you came forward and laid your items on the conveyor. Man, you were so beautiful and sexy, with your long wavy red hair that framed your lightly tanned face. Your tank-top and mini-shorts revealed your toned arms and long slender legs. Your thick-lashed eyelids were drooped and your full red lips were parted, as you dug into your purse for your bill-fold. Did you notice me staring at you with my mouth hanging open?

“I’m kind of in a hurry,” you said with a soft sleepy voice. “Could you ring these up for me, please?”

Oh, your wish was my command, my goddess. I quickly dragged your carefully chosen items over the scanner: a six-pack of beer, a liter of diet soda, a package of hot dogs and a magazine. The glossy cover of the magazine had caught my eyes like fly-paper. It displayed some fashion model wearing nothing but a large men’s dress shirt with a tie draped over her shoulders; the shirt was half unbuttoned, revealing her naked cleavage, while her thick parted lips and doe-like eyes gave that seductive “come hither” look. I tried acting like I hadn’t seen it, especially with you standing there watching my every move. Did you notice the embarrassed look on my face? Could you see the hard-on forming in my pants?

“$16.25,” I tried to say. Then I cleared my throat and repeated the total.

“Oh, I’m out of cash,” you said. “Would you take a check?”

I’d take anything from you, my mistress. I wanted to say that, but all my sex-addled brain would allow was, “O.K.”

As you leaned over the counter and filled in the blanks of the check, my blank stare was filled with the wonders contained within of your tank-top: the deepness of your cleavage, the fullness of your breasts and the sharpness of your nipples protruding through the stretchy fabric. Your nipples? Oh, wow! They were poking so many holes in my brain, that I almost didn’t see your hand holding out the check to me. You were grinning at me, as my nervous hand took the check. Did you know how much agony you were causing me with your nipples? Was that why you were grinning at me?

Somehow, I managed to correctly swipe the check through the reader and accurately punch in your license number. Meanwhile, my eyes scavenged as much information from it as my riddled brain could take. But after closing the check in the cash drawer, all that was retained was your first name, Anna, and your street address, karaköprü escort 1735 Robinson Drive. I repeated these over and over in my head, as I waited for the receipt to print out.

“Here you go,” I said, my trembling hand extending the curled strip of paper to you. “Thank you for shopping at Food World,” I droned the line that they made us remember to say.

“Thank you,” you said with a smile, stuffing the receipt into your purse. Couldn’t you have just stuffed it down my pants, instead? I held out your bags, hoping to feel your hands brush mine as you took them. But you just scooped them up with your arms and quickly walked away. I watched as you headed for the automatic doors, your hot muffins jiggling and twitching from side to side as you went. The tightness of your shorts was pulling the thin material up into the crack between your cheeks. For a few seconds, I imagined my fingers chuffing the material deeper into that crevice.

“Hey, kid! You gonna check me out, or what?” some old guy’s voice spoke to me from across the counter, snapping me back to reality.

Later, after work, I was driving my usual route toward home. I hope your don’t think I’m a wimp for staying with my parents during summer break from college. I can’t afford an apartment yet. But I fantasized about having one then, just so I could imagine myself asking you over. We could put that diet soda in my fridge and share a couple of those beers, until we were both feeling the buzz. I’d be frying up those weeners, while you took a cold one from the package and placed it into your mouth. You’d lean against the fridge, sliding the weener in and out between your red lips, all the while peering at me through those drooping eye-lids. Then you’d say, “Mm, that was tasty, but I’d much prefer something a little longer and thicker.” Then, you’d squat down and unzip my pants, reach in and pull out my warm and stiff weener, and run it between your fiery lips, until it plumped up and oozed its sizzling juices. Those juices would trickle down your chin and drip into the bottomless well between your breasts.

My heart was pounding at the thoughts that were swirling in my head, and I squirmed to adjust my swollen cock to a more comfortable position within my pants. I came to the intersection that I usually cross over. But after the light changed to green, I had a sudden impulse to turn right. It was as though some other force was controlling the car, and I was succumbing to its will. It was leading me down one street, then another, until I came karatay escort to the intersection of 4th and Robinson. I looked for the house numbers to tell which way to turn. Then I counted them one by one, as I drove slowly down your street: 1725, 1727, 1729. Then the next block: 1731, 1733, . . . and there it was. A sporty SUV was parked in its garage; that must be what you were driving. Then, I saw a man in T-shirt and shorts come out of the back door and climb into the SUV.

You mean, you’re married to him? The guy looks like a football coach. What do you see in him? As I passed and looked in the mirror, I saw him pull out of the driveway and head in the opposite direction. Oh right! Now you were alone. I circled the block and came back by, but even more slowly this time. You were walking out of the garage and headed for the curb with a small bag of garbage in your hand. Did you see me wave? First, you slowly waved back with a puzzled look on your face, then suddenly you grinned and waved faster. Did you recognize me? You dropped the bag into the garbage can and headed back to the house. I almost ran into somebody’s mailbox, trying to steal one last look at your tight pink shorts.

Man, if only I had had the courage to stop and say something like, “hello, remember me?” or “hi, Anna, how’re you doing?” Then, you’d invite me in for a beer, saying your husband wouldn’t be back until late. I held that thought, until later that night.

Did you know that I was lying in my bed that night with the covers off and my shorts pulled down, thinking about you as I stroked my hard 6-inch dick? I ran my fingers over its head, imagining your lips sucking on it and your tongue flicking back and forth over and around it. Then, I bent my knees and played with my balls, imagining you licking and sucking them, too. Next, you climbed on top of me and laid your shapely, silky smooth body against mine. You wrapped your arms around my neck and played with my hair, as your lips and tongue danced over my mouth. I imagined running my hands over your plump rubbery ass, then spreading its cheeks apart and fingering your asshole. You were moaning and arching you head back.

“Oh, Allen,” you sighed, “you are so good. I’ve got to have you inside of me.”

You raised yourself up and reached under your belly to position my dick against your wet pussy. My hand closed around my cock and slowly slid down, then up, then down, making like your slippery hole. You supported yourself on my chest as you worked your hips up and down. I felt the karesi escort squeezing of your insides, as my hand gripped tighter. My other hand rubbed the sides of my neck, like you were kissing it with your thick red lips, then working your way down to my chest, sucking and nibbling on my hardened nipples. The hand wrapped around my cock pumped faster, as you raised yourself up and started riding it harder. My other hand reached up into the air, and pretended to squeeze and stroke one of your firm and springy breasts, my fingers playing with your gumdrop-sized nipple.

I sat up, feeling my dick grow stiffer and become more sensitive to my touch. I twirled my tongue in the air, seeing your sweet candied nipple within its reach. I placed my other hand on my head, feeling you running your fingers through its hair and pulling my face deeper into your chest. I shook my dick faster, as you bounced and shook your body more vigorously. When I came, you came with me. I felt your juices flowing over my cock, mixing with mine.

“Oh, yes, oh Allen,” you said with a quivering voice, “you really know how to fuck a woman. You were so much better than my husband.”

I fell back onto the bed, exhausted from our lovemaking. You collapsed on top of me, and finished me off with passionate kisses. We lay there for several minutes, allowing our bodies to recuperate. Oh, my love goddess, you were so awesome.

The next day, I was looking all around the store for you, as I opened up my check-out lane. I picked up the phone to announce its readiness to receive you; but before I could speak, someone else’s voice came over the speaker system.

“Lane 5 open with no one in line,” said Leslie from the other check-out. Leslie had been in one of my classes at college. She’s cute and pretty and has a nice ass, but she’s just a child compared with you.

Then I saw you emerge from one of the aisles and head straight for Leslie’s counter. You chatted with her, as she checked your items, both of you laughing the whole time. Do you know each other? I watched, as you both seemed to be getting along like old friends. So, Anna, what would you think about a threesome? Or maybe you’d let me watch, as you and Leslie explored each other’s naked bodies. Leslie handed you your receipt, and you exchanged partings with her before walking toward the automatic doors, swaying your beautiful ass from side to side all the way out.

“Man,” I said out loud, “what I wouldn’t give to see you naked.”

Then, I heard something plopped onto the counter: a six-pack of beer in the hand of the same old guy who had interrupted yesterday’s fantasy. His fingers were moving in and out of the holes in the plastic holder, as his eyes followed you across the hot pavement. Then, he heaved a big sighed and smacked his lips.

“Get in line, kid,” the old guy murmured. “Just get in line.”

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Sahil had really been looking forward to this day! Their schedules had just not managed to synchronize for over a month now, but finally, they were going to get a chance to be alone this evening!

Sahil had met Ekta a couple of months ago at a seminar. He worked as the Business Head of jewelry manufacturing Company, and Ekta happened to be a contracted designer with the same firm, who had been called upon to accompany Sahil and 4 of his male colleagues to the seminar. Sahil had hit it off with her the very 1st time that they interacted and she too had been totally at ease with him, much to the chagrin of Sahil’s male colleagues, all of whom probably harboured some hope of action with this bright young designer.

Unfortunately for Sahil, even though the seminar was a weekend affair, all of them being locals of Mumbai city meant that the Company had made no Hotel reservations, and instructed that all the delegates go home every evening instead. Sahil, though, had a couple of official lunches with Ekta at the seminar, and by the time the 3 days were over, he had developed quite a crush on her. She was 5 feet 4 inches, had long dark hair usually tied in a loose bun, and her typically traditionally Indian sense of dressing made her appear a little older than her 26 years. She was nicely curvy, had a pert but nicely proportionate 32B size bust-line, and her fitted salwar-kurtas highlighted her curvy body beautifully.

Sahil had felt a twitch in his crotch from the moment he laid eyes on Ekta, but her almost nonchalant attitude and her conservative style of dressing led him to believe that she was unlikely to frolic with a 32 yr old married father of one!

He was always on the lookout for willing sexy women, but he never liked to force the issue, and found as much pleasure in the chase as in the kill. He liked to flirt his way into a woman’s good books, and then take it easy until he made up his mind that the woman was worth cheating on his wife for. In the three days that he spent with a well above averagely intelligent Ekta, Sahil realized that he had never been with anyone like her before, for a number of reasons:

Having started work 4 years ago, she worked hard to find her way out of her lower middle-class home in Ranchi (a small town in Central India) and come to Mumbai to land this job. He had always gone for the urban types before. Secondly, she dressed very traditionally, without ever revealing much skin at all. Again, not a quality he typically cared to go for. Like most red-blooded males, he was typically attracted towards women in figure hugging or revealing western clothes.

Their time at the seminar had resulted in some flirting, which raised, among other things, Sahil’s hopes of some action. But the hectic schedule of the Seminar and the fact that there was no Hotel accommodation resulted in no action whatsoever!

For about 6 weeks now, they had been exchanging emails and text messages which had bordered on suggestive. They had even met twice for coffee in-between meetings, but, obviously, the chance of something intimate happening in such a public place was bound to be low.

Today was a different story, however. Sahil had invited Ekta after work to his office for a cup of coffee, and to supposedly discuss some designs. “I hope that the ‘designs’ you are mentioning, Sahil, are not the ones that you have on ME.” Ekta had said flirtatiously on the phone when they fixed up for today.

“You’re the designer, Ekta. I’ll leave the designing to YOU”, he laughed. “My forte is manufacturing, remember? Let me see what I can come up with during our time in my cabin!”

The pun was not lost on Ekta, who smiled inwardly as she hung up the phone – all the time wondering what exactly was in this married man’s naughty mind! She had never even dreamt that she would be attracted to a married man, but this charming and witty business-head had used his physical and intellectual attributes to such effect, that Ekta actually caught herself imagining him while she lay awake in bed, almost every night since that seminar! His 6 foot lean frame often ended up next to or on top of her in her thoughts, and she wondered what it would feel like to replace fantasy with reality! She had only ever been with one man in her life before, once. The rest of the stuff had been just kissing and some light petting. Almost all of Ekta’s sex had happened here in her bed at night, with the thoughts between her ears, and her hand between her legs.

For their meeting, as usual, Ekta had dressed traditionally. She had chosen to wear a white sleeveless salwaar-kameez, and had left her hair open. The darkness of her dark wavy hair was contrasting well with the fair skin of her arms. This was more that she typically showed, and gave Sahil hope that maybe she was trying to look good for him. And look good she did! Her nails were well manicured and her sparse make up was just adequate to bring that glow to her face; she had kadirli escort obviously given good thought to how she was going to look for him this evening.

“Great to see you again, Ekta!” exclaimed Sahil as he got up to greet her and peck her on the cheek soon after she was shown into his cabin by his PA. “Finally, we get some peace and privacy; those last couple of meetings had been so noisy! I barely got to speak with you properly”

She smiled back into his eyes and said, “Yep! Finally, I get to talk to Sahil Mehra one-on-one, in his own workspace! So tell me Sahil, what do I owe the pleasure of this meeting to?”

Straight down to business, he thought. Obviously, it didn’t augur well for his plans. “Let’s start with some coffee,” he said with a smile. “Work can always follow, can’t it?”

They indulged in some chit-chat while waiting for the coffee to arrive. Soon the talk drifted to more personal matters, and once again Sahil found himself opening up to this wonderful, bright woman more easily than he could have ever imagined. They spoke all about Sahil’s marriage and his kid, about how he got into the jewelry business, and about his friends and passions, and before they knew it, the coffee cups were empty and an hour had passed. As the time neared 7.00 pm, Sahil soon realized that all staff on his floor had left, including his PA, and they hadn’t even started to discuss business yet!

“So do you also have a lot of women coming to your office in the late and lonely hours of the evening, Mr. Mehra?” she said as she gave him a quick wink.

“No way! Not a lot – only those who are terribly interesting, and hot, to boot!”

“So, should I be taking that as a compliment, or should I be offended at the shameless insinuations of a married man?” she asked with a coy smile.

“The very fact that you are asking me this question means that you haven’t taken offence!” he grinned! “Actually, one of the reasons for wanting you here was to discuss your latest design for the necklace for the Italian buyers. I seem to be having some trouble with the production”, he said, quickly changing the topic and pulling open his desk drawer to find the chain.

“As you can see, Ekta, the design you have submitted has the clasp at the back slightly lower than the rest of the design. And, when we tried the necklace on our model, the clasp was protruding out by about 2 millimeters, making it uncomfortable for the wearer. Here, take a look at this”, he said, handing the necklace to her.

She was mildly disappointed that the topic had switched back to business. Somewhere inside her, she probably wanted Sahil to get closer to her, even if just in conversation. Maybe something more would follow. She couldn’t get enough of this tall, bearded man, and shamelessly imagined him doing stuff to her every-time she lay down on her bed. But for now she took the necklace reluctantly, and smiled slightly as an idea occurred to her. She wanted desperately to know if Sahil thought about her the way she did about him, and she had the perfect plan to find out.

“Hmmmm.” she said, pretending to scrutinize the fastening clasp with a great degree of concern. She flicked back he hair and started putting on the necklace. “Let me see if the sampling guys have messed up my design specs! You seem to be right, this does look uncomfortable. Let me put it on and see”, she said, as she fumbled with the fastener behind her neck.

“Ufffff”, she said, in mock irritation.

“Here, let me help you with that”, said Sahil as he rose and walked around the table up behind her.

Her plan worked. Sahil was pretty pleased too. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to get close to her. He bunched up and pushed aside her soft wavy open hair. The fragrance of her perfume rose up to his nostrils and he smiled as he said “Here, I’ll get that for you!”

She felt a small shudder up her spine as his fingers touched her bare neck. She was sure he must have noticed it too. He purposely let his fingers linger on for a moment at the nape of her neck, enjoying the fragrance and the proximity as he bent over to fix the clasp.

“What’s the other reason, Sahil?” she asked, her tone now changed from the carefree one that she used a few minutes ago.

“Huh?” he asked, wondering what she meant.

“You said ‘one of the reasons’ that you wanted me here was to discuss my design, Sahil. What’s the other reason? Is there any other reason?”

She was right! He HAD said that. He laughed as he realized how his sub-conscious mind had wanted this to happen. He now understood that she wanted it too. And he kissed her on the back of her neck and said “This! This was the other reason why I wanted you here. To myself. I hope. . . . . you didn’t mind me doing that?”

She felt a tingle between her legs the second she felt his lips on her neck. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening! Not wanting anything kapaklı escort to go wrong with this moment, she swiveled around in her chair and let her lips lock with his. The shudder went all the way down her spine and to her toes, as his tongue parted her lips and entered her mouth authoritatively! This man had her horny in a matter of seconds, and she knew that this could only go one way from here!

Sahil’s heart was pumping blood furiously into his bloodstream, a lot of it being diverted into his now slowly engorging dick, as Ekta opened up her mouth for his tongue and quickly got up from her chair to wrap her arms round his neck, still lip-locked and breathing hard. He wrapped his arms around her slender frame, and pressed his crotch against her body as his manhood formed a big bulge in his trousers. Her urgency only made him hornier and he started running his palms seductively over her back as they continued kissing.

“Ohhh, Sahil”, she said, unlocking her lips from his. “I can’t believe this is happening. I was so attracted to you during that seminar, but I never thought you would actually … you know..being married and all…?”

“Shhhhhh Ekta!. Don’t talk. I want to touch you more. Feel you more. Kiss me, now!” He commanded.

His tone turned on Ekta even more. She fell closer into his arms and kissed him deeply, while he pulled down the zipper of her kurta from behind. She hesitated for a second, once again, having mild doubts about screwing around with a married man, but succumbed in a few seconds when she felt the heat of his palm on her bare back. His other hand cupped her breast over her kurta, and she was surprised at how quickly he had gone to her boobs. He was being forceful in his touch. And she was scared, but yet excited at the same time. She wanted this, but yet, not. The time for thinking, though, was gone. He was already squeezing her breast, and the sensations were sending tingles into her pussy! She could now feel the wetness between her legs. The fact that his hard penis was pressing through the multiple layers of fabric wasn’t helping. She needed more. And she felt shameless that she did.

Sahil was now pressing his crotch even closer into her, kneading her soft breast, and exploring her naked back at the same time. He needed to touch her more – more of her bare body! He pulled out his hand from inside her kurta and reached under the hemline to pull it over her head. She was too shell-shocked and horny to object, and she stared into his eyes as he sized her up, the hunger clearly writ on his face as she stood in her salwaar and bra. He stepped in closer to her… his hot breath millimeters away from her forehead, as he reached behind and unhooked her bra and helped her off with it.

He stepped back and stared at her bare breasts with her large areole. She was embarrassed to be half naked in front of a married man, but she was so turned on by the sheer audacity of this guy, that she stood there and stared back at him. She was getting so horny now that her juices had dripped through her panties and were staring to form a small patch on her salwaar!

“Touch yourself!” Sahil all but commanded, nodding his head towards her breasts. No one had ever spoken to her that way before. Her jaw almost dropped open at his tone, but her curiosity made her want to see where this would go. It excited her no end. She reached up with her right palm and gently cupped her breast.

“Feel yourself! Not lightly. Caress your breasts. Tweak your nipples! I want to see them hard!” said Sahil as he started unbuttoning his shirt.

She brought up her 2nd hand to her left breast, started caressing herself with both palms, and a soft moan escaped her mouth “Umhhh”, as she simultaneously pinched both her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers!

Her moan made him smile, as he pulled his shirt out of his trousers and threw it across on his desk. The tent that his erect cock was making was now very visible through his trousers. And this excited Ekta even more. As he felt a trickle down her thighs, she wondered how wet she could possibly get! She continued to pinch her nipples, and spread her legs slightly to get her balance as she started feeling weak in the knees.

He continued to disrobe – his belt followed by his shoes, and his trousers next. Within seconds, his socks and boxers were in a heap around his legs, and he stood there stark naked, in his office, his cock exactly 90 degrees from his body, thick, purple, the veins popping up proudly through the thin skin of his cock, set against the dark backdrop of his pubes.

Ekta had only ever been with one man before, in the dark of a seedy motel room 2 years ago, and had never seen a cock up close and so damn personal, in such bright light! The sheer girth of his manhood took her breath away, and she wondered how she would feel if he were to stuff his 7 inch dick right down her throat. She was being karacabey escort commanded to be a slut by this gorgeous stud, and she wanted to do his bidding badly!

Sahil touched the tip of his cock and got some pre-cum on his forefinger. He then brought it up to his mouth and stuck his tongue out and licked it as he stared into Ekta’s eyes. Untie your “salwaar” and drop it!” he ordered Ekta.

She was now too horny not to comply. Even if he told her to shove three fingers up her pussy, she’d only be too glad to do it. She dropped her salwaar to her feet and stepped out of them. The wet patch on her baby pink cotton panties was plain to see! She saw Sahil looking hungrily at her crotch, and that only caused her to leak some more!!

“You’re a horny li’l one, aren’t you?” asked Sahil rhetorically as he slowly stroked his hard cock. “Get those panties off! I want to see just how wet your pussy hair is!”

His dirty-talk was driving her insane. She almost ripped her panties off and spread her legs to offer him a better view of her now drenched cunt!

“Plant your naked ass on the table, Ekta. And then spread your legs. This standing position- I can’t see anything like this.”

She walked upto his desk and propped her ass on it. She wanted to please this man. She wanted to do anything for him. She lay back on the desk, brought her feet up on to the edge of the desk, and slowly spread her legs apart. Her eyes were now shut in pleasure, and her breath was rapid in anticipation of what was about to happen. She couldn’t help herself as her right hand went between her parted legs and she started to feel the wetness of her pussy which had now spread all over her pubic hair.

“Nice!” he said. “I like nothing better than a wet horny pussy. I bet you like to play with your pussy a lot. With a body like yours, I’m sure you have a lot of men lusting after you. Do you think of those men when you play with yourself Ekta?”

“Umhh”, moaned Ekta in response to his question.

“Answer me!”

“Yes. Yes I do. Some….some men. Unh…sometimes,” She hesitated, “most times, I – er – I… think of you”

She had barely completed that statement when she realized that Sahil had quietly walked up close to her and brought his dick right up between her legs. She gasped in surprise and opened her eyes to see him standing between her legs, staring down at her wet, hairy pussy.

He had thought about this woman’s body for weeks now, and finally he was going to find a way into her warm wet hole. Sahil’ cock was throbbing as he guided the bulbous head of his engorged shaft towards her cunt. He made her moan as he first rubbed the tip of his dick against her wet pubic hair and her fingers. He then brought her fingers downward toward her pussy, until she was touching her clit.

“I like that erect clit! Rub it for me, babe!” he said. “Go on.”

And she complied. A long cry of pleasure escaped her lips as she slowly started building up a rhythm while rubbing her clit. He was desperate to fuck this hot naked woman lying open in front of him. He kept stroking his leaking cock while he watched this spectacle, her hips now bucking up and down in anticipation of a thrashing orgasm.

Suddenly, he caught her hand and stopped her from rubbing any further!

“No! Please. Pleeeeaaase…,” she cried

But he had her hand trapped -her forefinger on her clit.

“Keep it there. Don’t move.” He said.

He took away his hand, and guided his thick purple dick-head towards the folds of her moist vulva. She moaned in pleasure at first contact, and lifted her ass of the desk to help him gain better access. He slowly pushed his turgid cock into her pussy, and her warm juices flowed and flooded his cock as he entered her.

“Umhhhhhhh” he moaned as he tried to get some control over himself. He had to be careful, for he wanted to fuck this sexy bitch in front of him good and proper before he blew his load!

The wetness of her pussy made it easy for him to slide in. Her mouth and eyes opened wider with each inch he penetrated, and her breath almost stopped in anticipation of the fucking that she was about to receive.

When he was all the way in, she closed her eyes and took a breath and laid her head back on the table.

“Now, start rubbing that erect clit of yours and with the other hand cup my balls and stroke them,” he said.

She was like an eager beaver, pun intended, and complied with every instruction to the “T”!

She started moving her finger across her clit and cupped his balls with her left hand.

In the meanwhile, he started pumping her with slow, long, deliberate strokes. He could feel the hot and sticky juices lining his cock all the way to the base. And the feel of her hot palm caressing his balls was driving him wild.

He upped the rhythm of his fucking, as his strokes stayed long, but increased in speed. She was now letting out almost a continuous high pitched moan, stopping only to catch her breath enough to go at it again. She was rubbing her clit furiously now and her small little titties were bouncing in perfect circles across her chest as he established a good fuck-rhythm, and Sahil knew she was getting pretty close to that point of no return.

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After so many encounters at work in such a short period of time, Jodi and Bryan’s affair was heating up. Jodi was to the point that just seeing Bryan or being around him for any amount of time made her very wet. A look or a glance would lead to thoughts of their hot times together and led both of them to want more. This time, it was Bryan who contrived a way for them to get together in the store.

The store was having regional company soon, and there was some extra work that needed to be done around the store. Bryan was going to come in to work about an hour earlier than usual for the opening manager, and he shared this information with Jodi.

“We would have the whole store to ourselves for at least an hour, if not more. I can make sure the cameras are not recording and we can be free to do whatever we want, when we want.” Bryan whispered this in her ear the day before he planned to be there early. They were standing in an aisle, both of them pretending to work while thinking of the possibilities.

“I’m so wet right now. I wish I could feel your cock inside me. I don’t think I can wait til tomorrow morning.”

“You’re going to have to, but trust me, it will be worth the wait.” He squeezed her ass as he walked away. Jodi’s knees nearly buckled with the thought of a good hour’s worth of fucking Bryan with no interruptions or chances of being caught.

When Jodi got home from work that day, she went straight for her bedroom and opened the dresser drawer. She pulled out her vibrator and hopped onto the bed. She peeled off her soaked panties and immediately began fucking herself with the vibrator. It didn’t take long for the sexual tension built up from her thoughts of Bryan to explode into a hard orgasm.

“Oh fuck, Bryan!” She screamed as her vibrator brought her to her climax. She couldn’t wait to inegöl escort have the real thing. But she knew that she wouldn’t sleep much thinking about how her morning would be starting.

Jodi awoke way before her alarm went off. She had been having a nice dream about Bryan and just decided to get up. Maybe if she got to the store earlier than the agreed upon time, they might have more time to enjoy each other’s company. She almost jumped in to her clothes, skipping underwear and bra, and ran to her car.

When Jodi arrived at the store, a good thirty minutes before Bryan had said to be there, she found him already there, waiting for her.

“Looks like I’m not the only one who’s eager this morning,” she said as she went over to his car.

He got out of his car and pulled her close.

“Someone’s not wearing underwear,” he said, grabbing her ass and pulling her close. “Very nice.”

They walked up to the store and entered. After turning off the alarms and locking the doors once again, he led her down the main aisle to the furniture department.

“Wait here. I’m going to make sure the cameras aren’t recording.”

Bryan went off to the security office and left Jodi sitting on the display futon. She had already lost what little inhibitions she had left, and stripped down, ready for Bryan when he returned. Who cares if the cameras were recording. The security guy was kind of cute anyway.

Bryan came back over to the futon. Jodi had opened it up and was laying on it, just waiting for him. He quickly stripped off his clothes and joined her on the futon. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply. She kissed him back, their tongues twisting together, her breasts smashing against his chest. Their legs entwined as they continued with their kiss, rolling over til ipekyolu escort Jodi was beneath him. He broke the kiss and moved to kiss and nibble on her neck. Jodi sighed and shivered when he hit the spot on her neck. Goose bumps raised on her skin and her pussy got even wetter as he continued to nuzzle her neck.

Slowly, Bryan left a trail of kisses down her neck and onto her breasts. He took her right nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. She moaned, loving the feel of his mouth on her skin. He sucked the nipple into his mouth even further, flicking his tongue over the now hardened nub. His other hand was massaging and pulling at her other breast, tweaking the nipple. Jodi arched her back and moaned deeply, entwining her hands in his hair, pushing her breast into his mouth even more. Bryan switched to her other breast, giving that nipple the same treatment. Jodi writhed beneath him, grinding her pelvis into him, trapping his hard cock between their bodies.

She reached down and began massaging his cock, slowly jacking him with her hand while he continued sucking on her nipples. He lifted off her chest and moved back to kiss her deeply again. She let go of his cock and wrapped her arms around him, sucking on his tongue like a tiny cock, feeling his cock harden even more as she teased him this way. She grabbed his cock and guided it toward her wet opening. He slid in with ease, feeling right at home after so many times with her.

Bryan began to slowly fuck his cock in and out of Jodi’s pussy, still keeping her locked in the kiss. He broke the kiss and leaned back, spreading her legs wide so he could watch his cock go in and out of her pussy. He placed his thumb on her clit and began tapping it in time with his thrusts. Jodi’s hips were moving up to meet each of iskenderun escort his thrusts and when he began teasing her clit she started to cry out, almost involuntarily. Bryan picked up his pace, wanting to give her more orgasms than he had before. He fucked her hard now, his thumb rubbing her clit furiously now. Jodi was moaning constantly now and Bryan could tell she was close.

“Cum for me. Scream my name.”

“Oh, God, yes. Fuck me Bryan. I’m going to cum!” And with that, she screamed his name over and over and writhed beneath her, in one of her hardest orgasms yet. Bryan slowed down his pace, afraid the feeling of her pussy squeezing his cock might make him cum too soon. Jodi came down from her orgasm and Bryan stopped almost all movement.

“Let’s move around a bit.”

He pulled out of her and flipped her over on all fours. They both moaned at the feeling of the new angle as he entered her. He grabbed her hips and began pounding her pussy. She buried her face in the cushion and screamed out once more, having one small orgasm after another.

“Oh, God, Jodi, your pussy feels so good. You’re going to make me cum!”

Jodi leaned up from the cushion and began meeting his thrusts.

“Cum for me, but I want to taste it this time.”

That was all Bryan needed to hear. The thought of cumming in her hot mouth was too much. He pulled out and she flipped around, placing her mouth on his cock. He moaned loudly as he came, and she swallowed every drop of his cum. When his orgasm subsided, she licked her lips and looked up at him.

“Now that was definitely a nice breakfast.”

They both smiled and lay there for a while, catching their breath. The sound of the front doorbell roused them both. They quickly got dressed and Jodi headed over to her department to pretend like she had been working, while Bryan went to answer the door.

And from behind one of the other counters, someone else went back to work after seeing one hell of a show.

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The real Bryan suggested bringing a third party in…..any thoughts on who that should be?

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We got into the car, & arrived back at my hotel. Anne clothes were in my room so she asked to bring them down. I gathered courage & asked Anne to join me for a cup of coffee & pick her clothes also. She thought for a while & agreed. We moved to my room & as she was picking her clothes I took all the courage and went closer to her and kept my hands on her shoulder. She turned and gave me a cold stare first and then slowly blushed, and then asked me “will you make love to me?. I want to make a real break with my past.” And she came toward me.

We looked at each other for a moment and then she came into my arms. For a moment we were out of control, passionately kissing each other all over. I finally calmed enough to take her face in my hands and kiss her beautiful lips. Her breath was hot and we kissed long and passionately. I took off her jacket & led her over to bed. I bent over and kissed Anne firmly on her sweet lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her level and kissed me back. I moved my hands from her back and through her top I took her fair sized breast in my hand and started running my fingers round. She inhaled a deep breath and pressed her breast into my hand.

I unbuttoned her top and helped her out of it and the bra was next and I unhooked it. I cupped one of her breasts, releasing it from her bra. She shivered; the heat was growing inside her. I gently took her nipple and rolled it in my fingers. It hardened to my touch. I then took it into my mouth & held it between my teeth. She moaned and scratched my back with her nails. I took her bra off her shoulders and leaned over her taking her right nipple into my mouth. I sucked hard keeping her nipple in my mouth. I could feel it stretch and I bit down gently with my teeth and continued to pull.

Anne reached behind her and unzipped her skirt. She pushed it over her incredible hips and let it slide down. My cock started to throb at that sight, as well as the vision of her black panties.

I slid my fingers under the waistband and pulled them down. My dick was fully hard now in anticipation.

I moved & slipping off my jacket and tugging at my tie. Anne went to work on gürsu escort my pants as I wrestled with the buttons on my shirt. She unhooked my belt, then released the catch. I felt her fingers slide over my erection as she unzipped my trousers.

Kicking off my shoes and sliding my shirt off at the same time, I pulled the Pants & undies tossing them onto the chair. Anne reached her hand around my neck, her lips came up to mine and she kissed me passionately. Her tongue slid between my lips and teeth and teased at mine. Her glorious breasts were pushed into my chest, and her breathing was becoming quicker.

I kissed her, as we fell back on the bed, running my hands over her belly. Her beautiful large breasts pressing up against my chest, I started to gently massage them. We were completely naked, rolling around the bed, feeling each others heat building up.

She kissed my on both eyes and then down my throat. I raised my chin to allow her mouth to go where it wanted. Anne kissed her way down to my chest and lightly nipped both of my nipples with her teeth, then licked them with her healing tongue, and continued to kiss and lick her way down until her tongue was coiled in my navel.

She squeezed her breasts together and began to massage me with her nipples in the same places where she had been kissing me. This time, when she reached my down she took my cock gently in her hand, kissed the tip and licked the hole at the end. I sighed with pleasure.

Anne held the base with her thumb and forefinger and started licking the shaft, the head and under the ridge, after a while she backed off & knelt between my legs and started licking my crotch and balls. I was moaning with pleasure.

Anne moved up & ran her tongue all the way to the tip. She surrounded the head of my cock with her lips, and then slowly moved her head down, engulfing me in her mouth. She continued to take me into her mouth until her lips were pressed against my pubic hair. I lay back moaning in pleasure while I watched Anne’s head bobbing up and down on my shaft. After couple of minutes at the end of one stroke she stopped, took my cock out of her mouth and said hendek escort “I really like sucking you off. I hope you can hold off cumming for a while.” I was in no position to reply as I was riding high & she too without bothering to hear me resumed taking my rod all the way into her mouth and out again.

I felt my climax building and as it got close, I told Anne, “I’m going to cum”. She nodded her head briefly and stopped and squeezed the middle of my cock with her fingers so I could hold. I used all my mental energies to hold back my ejaculating.

She moved up beside me & said “I don’t want to waste your energies & want to feel you in me.

As I hugged her and kissed her, I ran my hands along her shapely waist, hips and ass. I moved my mouth to kiss her eyes and ears and then down her throat, and I cupped one of her gorgeous breast in my hand and licked on the nipple. It seemed Anne’s nipples were highly sensitive and just the touch of my tongue on the nipple caused her to start breathing hard. I gently fondled both the gorgeous twins and alternated licking the large, erect nipples. Anne leaned back with her head on one of the pillows & smiled.

I started to kiss her neck and shoulders, slowly going lower, running the tip of my tongue over her soft body. Massaging one of her breasts, I start to kiss the other, taking in her nipple and sucking on it gently, nibbling at it ever so softly. Making her moan. I alternated from nipple to nipple for several minutes. Holding her breast with my hand I licked the channel between them and licked and kissed my way down her delightful belly.

Anne moved her legs over my shoulders and I wrapped my arms around the beautiful thighs, burring my face in her lovely pussy. I kissed her inner thighs, running my fingers just outside her hot and dripping wet pussy and started massaging her there with my tongue and lips.

The smell of Anne Pussy made me mad & taste of her juices even more. After feasting on them, I licked slowly between Anne’s pussy lips while she was moaning and whimpering and fucking her pussy into my face.

Anne was humping her pussy into my face and her moaning ilkadım escort were becoming louder and increasingly ragged. She was really enjoying what I was doing. I slipped two fingers inside her and stroking her g-spot brought her to her long awaited climax. She screamed in delight as she clamped her thighs around my head and bucked hard against my face. My face was covered in her juices when she finally released her grip on me. “Oh Naveen, it’s been great I never felt like this.

“Well that’s just the trailer” I told her.

I went to the bathroom and washed my face.

When I returned, Anne was still lying on her back, a smile of blissful contentment on her face.

I lay on my back, with a pillow under my head as Anne moved down & took my cock in her mouth and sucked it for a few strokes. It was hard in no time . Anne moved & put her hands on my chest and prepared to mount me. Anne raised herself up and over my cock and then slowly lowered herself. I held my cock in my hand until the tip was even with her pussy, then rubbed it against her clit. She smiled in pleasurable anticipation then lowered herself, and I guided my cock into her pussy. Once the tip was in, Anne lowered herself even more slowly and my cock slipped into her wet pussy until it was all the way in, with my pubic hair tickling her smooth, sensitive pussy lips. She sat on me for a minute& then we began slowly fucking.

I squeezed her large breast with my hand & licked first one nipple, then the other. They were as big and as firm and as delectable to lick as I had ever known them to be, and I continued to lick on them. Anne changed her motion so she was rising up and slightly forward then back down. This produced greater penetration into her pussy. Our strokes were slow because we were enjoying ourselves so much and we wanted it to last. We continued fucking and kissing and giggling and pleasuring ourselves immensely, and then I whispered, “I’m going to cum.”

Anne shifted her position. Her strokes became longer and deeper as well as faster. Her purring changed to grunting and I could tell she was also ready to cum too. I put my hands on her hips to steady her. Faster and faster she pumped her pussy around my cock. I moaned and pulled her down tightly on my cock as I pumped my semen into her hot pussy.

Anne continued her motion as she milked the last juices out of my cock. Then she sprawled on top of me& my limp cock slipped out .

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It’s funny, that awkwardness always present when first getting acquainted; it’s one part fear, and one part thrill. But tonight that one part thrill is growing and growing. You’ve been on my mind for so long now, each time I read your thoughts it’s like a lifelong conversation. So finally spending time with you is amazing.

Sure, it’s summertime, but who’d have thought it could get so cold at night? Shivering, you suggest a fire, the wood’s right here, why let it go to waste. We’ll snuggle together under a blanket until the flames grow bright.

Damn, that sounds fine! What a great way to get to know one another. There is something about a fire that makes one reach back into memories, find those silly stories of the past. I guess it’s the combination of the crackly fire, the smell of the smoke, and of course your warm body next to mine that would just loosen my lips and make me talk.

How long do you think the shyness would last? I’m betting not long at all. When I see your written words, I swear I can read your smile in them, and actually seeing it would send a jolt through my system. It’s funny, the desire to impress you and say just the right thing go hand in hand, but of course, spoken words sometimes can be so awkward as they make their way out of my mouth. Good thing I can laugh at myself, not really afraid of being a fool. So I’ll just say what I say and if you like what you hear it’s because of the person I am.

Anyway…back to that fire.

Windows open, letting in the cold air, making it so much more inviting under that blanket (yeah, right, as if the simple fact that you were there wasn’t enough of an invitation!!). I can only imagine how soothing your soft body will feel in my arms, able to enclose you in my hug. Skin so soft to the touch, my chest hair lightly scratching your back as you lean back into me. Our voices stay quiet as we watch those flames boogie, shadows cavorting on the walls. My hands will be dancing too, gliding up and down under that blanket.

I put my face right into your hair and inhale, oh, it smells so good, then I move down to your girne escort neck. My lips just barely blow on those fine hairs there, sending shivers shooting down your spine. My fingers stay busy flicking your nipples, feeling them stiffen under such attention as my lips continue caressing your back. I’m enjoying the way you feel, and I smile as I ask you questions then try to distract you, and instead of an answer you let loose with a moan or a sigh. Cupping your breasts, I can feel your heat beating fast, not just in my hands but against my chest resting on your back as well. Such a strong heart, I hope I’m finding my way inside it, it’s the spot in which I most want to be.

Spooning like this feels so damn good, no matter where we touch we feel skin, flesh on flesh. You turn your head towards me as my thumb drags down that line in between your breasts, all the way down to your tummy, catching itself in your belly button, resting there, fingers drawing small circles on your skin. My lips are at your ear now, I’d love to whisper your name, oh baby you feel so good. My breath is warm in your ear, and my tongue sneaks out for a quick lick, making you jump. But my hold on you is strong, so you stay right next to me, and my lips spread small kisses down your cheek to your chin.

Two logs collapse in the fire just as our lips meet, sparks flying in the air as well as our minds. Kissing you…most fun of all, I think it will be. Starting out slowly, nice gentle touches of lips to lips, but there will be no stopping that hunger, that craving for passion which fills us both. Our tongues will quickly be sparring, jousting and teasing. And at that moment, the room melts away, it’s as though the fire, the blanket, the music playing in the background have all disappeared, leaving us joined at the mouth. Our other senses quickly sharpen though, and just as I feel your ass slowly moving against me, you must also be feeling my rising desire. My hand decides to move from it’s perch on your belly, easing it’s way down, closer to the heat from your own fire. I feel, rather than gölcük escort hear, a moan in your mouth; and I’m not quite sure whether it’s from you or me.

Like starving beasts devouring a feast, our kiss has consumed us, tongues deep inside each other, teeth nipping and crashing together. We don’t even stop to breath, instead just sharing the same air, passing it back and forth. My fingers are alive now, sliding in your slippery slope, gliding along the split of your lips. So fucking soft, so fucking hot and wet, I’m just using the slightest of touches to trace each line. Your fingers join mine, leading me, dancing with complicated moves. All I can do is follow you, delighting in this wonderous touch. I just love the way my fingers and yours seem now to be connected directly to your nerves, and the way your back arches in response. And always, that sweet ass grinds up against me, driving me mad, teasing me, making me swell even more. Feel my excitement leaking all over your ass, adding to the wetness from you? We’re becoming a slippery mess, but oh how we’re happy. Then as your fingers spread yourself open, mine enter you…mmmm…just like a glove and my thumb finds your button and begins a persistent strum.

Our mouths move apart, finally, we both gasp for breath and moan in tandem; those noises and the sloppy sounds that are causing each gasp mix together in some erotic symphony, with both of us acting as conductor, our fingers waving like batons that weave magic. You reach back between us, grab ahold of me and guide me inside you, ooohhh, time stops once again. Our passion is frozen, right there on the edge, teetering, just barely in balance. Words fall so far short of describing that feeling, that wonderful feeling of being not only inside you, but almost becoming a part of you. Filling you up, feeling you grasp me tightly, I don’t want to breathe, content to just lay there. My thumb is still strumming, but such a slow tune, and a constant moan wails from your throat.

It’s getting warm under that blanket, the heat from inside quickly spreads. göztepe escort Shucking it off, I move you to your stomach, and you scooch up on your knees facing the fire. God that feels so good inside your hot wetness, my hands start to rub on your back, sliding upwards, towards your neck and shoulders. Moving faster now, I’m thrusting in and out, meeting each push of your hips and ass, marked with a slap of flesh on flesh. A fine sheen of sweat covers your skin, your muscles so beautiful as the sinewy lines flex and tighten in the light of the fire.

Moans growing louder now, my name and your name shouted from our lips as my hands grab ahold of your hips. Pulling you roughly into me, I want to fill you completely. It feels so good as I grind up against you, my head lowers to yours. Grabbing your hair, pulling it off of your neck, pulling your head close to mine, my lips find your neck and my teeth gently nip. But I want to taste a kiss, and I pull your hair harder, turning your head to face me. Our lips collide just like a wreck, our tongues tangled together. You reach down and rub yourself, your fingers taking the place of my own. Your rubbing and my thrusting are taking their toll, you’re right there….walking that wire. Oh babe I feel you tighten around me, I feel your teeth sink into my tongue, and I feel every fiber in your body quiver with delight.

Feeling you shake, feeling you tighten….that’s all it takes for me and I’m right there with you. But our kiss is too fragile like this, I pull out and turn you around. Your legs open wide and wrap around me, now it’s you that’s bucking like an animal, your ass bouncing off the ground with each thrust. My pelvis grinding into yours, rubbing that little nub of flesh, the one sending shocks straight to your brain. Your nails rake my back and our lips meet again, I’m screaming your name down your throat….oh god here it is….shaking and quivering myself as I empty inside you. Our juices combine in a slippery stew, easing out and spreading all over us. I love the way you feel and taste and smell and sound, and in just that instant I collapse on top of you. Your legs and arms locked around me, unable to move even if I wanted to, I just lay there, heart racing. Lovers finally, better than any words could describe, better than any dreams made it seem. Together at last, knowing it is right, there’s no better feeling than this.

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I had walked through the mall just like any other hot day with nothing to do; when out in the corner of my eye was a contest. It was an all expense paid trip for two to Australia for 6 days and 7 nights. I figured that these were more things to just get advertisements sent to your house, but then I thought of her.

The 5’7″ with a short cut Ruby Red hair and mesmerizing green eyes. A girl I have known for a few years, but never really tried anything with, except for the occasional flirting online. A time last month, I said I would promise to her if I was able to go to Australia, and had to take someone with, I would take her. She laughed over the phone and said you better, since you know that’s been one of my dream places to visit.

Image fading, I turned back to the little white slip of paper. Jotting down my name I slipped it inside this huge container filled with thousands of others. My head lowered, thinking to myself that this is just like trying to win the lottery. I slowly walk away, thinking to myself “What if?”

So I drive back home and do my usual routine of sitting at the computer on a video game. Jadey then pops onto the game and I go, “Guess what?” How would you feel if I actually won a trip to Australia? The only reply I got from her was, “LoL… Well remember your promise.”

We chatted for a few hours, joking about how I had been desperate to meet her and how I would go to any lengths to try and see where things would end up. I then get offline to call her, since she had said call me anytime you feel like it.

She answered moaning a bit sighing, “Hello there.”

I laughed, “Did I catch you at a bad time?”

“No, I was just in the middle of getting comfortable propped up here on my bed while you called.”

I jokingly said, “You were playing with your toy again weren’t you?” I giggled a bit.

“JOHN! I can’t believe you. You’re so bad.”

“What? I can’t help it if you were sounding like you were just having a little bit of fun. Though I know I can do a better job than just a toy.”

“Oh yeah? Prove it. If you get me to cum on the phone with you right now, then I will give you the time of your life as soon as we get on that plane heading towards Australia…. Mmmmm Australia. You just got to win that John.” “What? You mean all I have to do is that?” I can hear her just very faintly over the phone sighing. I knew it, I thought to myself. She was getting into the mood again. This should be very easy for me. Or wait. gaziemir escort Is this what she has planned?

“Uh huh. That’s it. But you have to woo me, and it better be good too. If it’s not, I won’t let you get what you want while we’re there.” She giggled; the little sly giggle to tell me she’s all reared up and ready to go. “Well you can start off by telling me what you plan on doing to me, as soon as we get off the plane.”

“Who says I’ll start then? Baby, I plan on doing something well before then. I was thinking as we go up into the air I could start there. Before we take off, I could ask the stewardess for a blanket to cover you up because you’d be so cold from wearing just a short skirt and nothing underneath.” I reached down as he was on his earbuds now, so he could have his hands free for doing other things.

Jadey let out a small sigh, just thinking about that time. She ran her G-spot vibrator down between her breasts, turning it on to the lowest setting it could go, and then slowly run it around her hardening nipples, barely touching the tip. She let out a stifled moan, her other hand had to hold onto the receiver, though she could just hold it between her shoulder and ear. “Mmmm. Go on.”

I could sense that she was already enjoying this immensely. His own cock started to harden a bit. He was wearing nothing at all, so his balls can wave freely in the wind at any time. He knew that Jadey walked around naked all the time through the house.

He continued. “With the meager blanket covering you, I would then proceed to pull up the armrest, allowing me to take my hand and slowly snake it under it. I would then start to rub your thighs, moving closer with my head to your neck to where you can feel my hot breath upon it. I would massage your inner thigh, teasingly going near the entrance of your pussy, but then back down your leg again.”

Jadey’s vibrator was now moving down to try and mimic the actions that I was saying to her over the phone. She was already soaking wet, but she wanted it to be his cock in her really, not just some toy. So she played around even more. “Well that sounds… niice. Continue.”

“Maybe I should tease you and stop right there.” I had chuckled by this.

“Oh no you don’t. Not when you have me all hot and bothered already. You better finish what you started here.” Jadey cringed a bit, a shock racing through her spin as the vibrator just touched her slippery lips. “Oh gelibolu escort god, John. Please do this for me. I haven’t cum hard in a while. And I know I want you to be the one that sets me off screaming.”

I snickered underneath my breath. He shifted a little, his right hand’s fingers just playing with the head of his own cock playfully; he was enjoying this just as much as she was. “My index finger and ring finger would spread your already wet lips apart, as my middle finger then circles the entrance to get inside of you. Slowly applying pressure, then stopping before my finger enters you. Then I would circle once again, teasing you so badly, all you can do is put a hand to your face before you let out a huge moan. I would do this again until, without warning, my finger slips deep inside you, causing you to yelp a bit, that the other passengers look our way for just a second. You look at them and say, ‘Sorry hic… Cups’. I’d then wiggle my finger around inside of you, until you can’t take it anymore; tightening the muscles inside of you like a vice around my finger.”

She was moaning by now, the vibrator deep inside her tight wet pussy, leaving it still for a moment, relaxing her muscles, and then clenching them again. She was in heaven. “Uh huh,” was all she could manage. She was gasping a bit, her hips starting to work on her toy. Her body was responding on its own, getting more and more turned on by not only the vibrator buzzing inside of her, but the soft words of my voice, and what I plan on doing to her.

My hand started to grasp around my cock, starting to pump it very slowly, savoring my story, and wanting to cum the same time that she did. “My other two fingers, having served their purpose join my middle finger inside you, as I start to move ever so slowly in and out of you, each time wiggling my fingers just a bit. You want to get up now and run to the bathroom with me joining you, but I hold you in place, the sweet torture of my plan being to where you’ll cum right in your seat, with everyone around you. You then start to slide back and forth in the seat, just so you can match the rhythm of my fingers. I start to go faster with them, now brushing the bottom of my hand, so as it just grazes your clit. You’d then have to cover your mouth with both hands.” I was getting evil and more turned on by this, pumping my hard cock even faster.

Jadey was going for broke now, turning the vibrator on full power, and sliding gemlik escort it in and out of her faster and faster, her other hand stopped carrying the phone now, as it now resting between her shoulder and ear. She then took her free hand and started to pinch and twist her nipples, a pleasurable pain, switching from one nipple to the other. “Oh John, I want your cock buried inside me so bad right now. Oh Mmmmm…. I can imagine you are doing all this to me right now.”

“I can too baby. I can imagine my cock slamming into you right now like you’re doing with your toy. But let me continue with my picturing. Mmmm. I would then go harder and deeper before, you trying not to buck a bit on my fingers, but you almost can’t help yourself right now, since you want to cum so badly, it’s in the air. You start to arch your back up some, allowing my fingers to go in and out of you even deeper and harder than before. You can feel the grazing on your clit having more pressure on it with each thrust of my fingers. Oh god, baby you don’t know how much this is getting to me right now. I’m almost getting ready to cum. You are too aren’t you? You know you want to scream for me, don’t you, hun? As you imagine my cock buried deep inside you?” I was getting almost to the point of no return.

I could tell by the way she was gasping she was too, “Oh god John, make me cum hard… I want you to cum inside me. I want us cumming at the same time. Mmmm. Please baby cum with me, I’m so close.” Jadey was shuddering now, her orgasm just on the edge of bursting. The next thing I said would be all over for us both.

“Oh fuck the imagining, I about to cum, and I want you to cum with me to, Jadey. Oh god Jadey, I’m going to cum.” My balls tightened. I could hear her moaning out loudly, screaming. “Oh god Jadey, I’m cumming. Come with me baby. I want to hear you SCREAM.”

This was all she needed, with one last thrust of her vibrator, and twist inside her, he muscles were like a vice around it. “Oh my… Oh John… I’m fucking cumming… Mmmm. Yes oh yes, cum with me. Yes, cum inside me, oh YES.” Her screaming was out of control.

We must have came for a good minute, both of us breathing heavily into the phone before either of us were saying a word. I broke the silence.

“Well I don’t think I need to go on with the story anymore, now do I?” I chuckled a bit, hearing her give a heaving little laugh.

“Mmmm. No I don’t think you do. I have a feeling this is going to be one hell of a trip, especially after I get done with you.” I could sense her devilish smile from the way she was talking.

“Ooo… you promise?” Oh boy… What am I in for this trip? With that, we said our good byes, and fell asleep. I imagine both of our dreams were about what would happen if we won the trip.

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“James and his new girlfriend have cancelled on us,” Amy called from the kitchen. “They don’t want to drive through the storm at night.”

I looked out at the lake from the living room and saw the water looking grey and foreboding. Waves were washing over the dock and rain was coming down hard and heavy. It was understandable, a long drive from the city through that mess looked pretty unappealing to me, too.

“Well, the kids are gone for the weekend and no-one is coming around,” I said, pretending to be musing over our options. “Whatever shall we do to fill the evening?”

I heard a noise and turned to see Amy in the doorway. “I need a backrub,” she said. “My shoulders are killing me.”

I just smiled, an idea coming to me. “Why don’t you grab a glass of wine and that plate of cheese?” I asked her. “I’ll get a blanket for you.” I went to the linen closet, the evening already forming in my mind.

Amy’s my wife of 5 years; she’s blonde with startling blue eyes. She has the figure of a 19-year old, something that never fails to turn me on. I just love to look at her tummy, watching her taut muscles.

She has been on the threshold of a big experience for her sexually. Since we have been together, she’s discovered her g-spot and has had some incredible orgasms there. I have been wanting to see if she could squirt come from one of those huge orgasms, see if she can be comfortable enough to totally let go when she comes, squirting all over the bed, all over me. The idea had me getting hard, wanting to make it happen.

I knew that it was really just a question of her being comfortable and open to it. If she was in a place where she could be totally relaxed, totally letting herself go, then… well, I wanted to see.

With that in mind, I thought to grab some lotion and pulled out a soft blanket and laid it out in front of the fireplace. She came in and I took the glass and plate from her, motioning to lay down. She did, and I put the wine and cheese where she could easily get them. She was face down, her face partially covered by her long hair.

“You are beautiful, laying there like that,” I told her. It was true, she looked like a picture of sensual comfort before the fire.

I put the stereo to some soft music and pulled a couple of pillows from the couch, placing them under her head and feet. The head to make her comfortable, the feet to take the pressure off of her lower back. I removed my sweater and shoes, kneeling on the blanket by her hips.

Pulling her shoes off first, leaving her socks on for now. I didn’t pay any attention to her feet yet, wanting her to feel some want before giving her satisfaction.

I’m no Don Juan, but over the years there have been some things that have really meant something to the women I have been with. One is that women need to know the feeling of want. They are often used to guys who take what they want from them and then go to sleep; if you can get into the habit of making your woman efeler escort feel want, knowing satisfaction is coming later… well, it works for Amy.

So down her feet went, neglected for now. Next came her sweater, pulled gently over her shoulders and away. Her hair was messy, and she moved to straighten it when I stopped her arm; I wanted the picture of sensual desire. She complied, wanting me to take charge, to take care of her.

Underneath was a red satin bra, pulling slightly into the skin on her back. Again, the temptation to take it off was high but I fought it. Opening the lotion, a warmed a dollop in my hands before smoothing it across her lower back.

I love her lower back, love the firm muscles, love the feeling of them. My fingers went lightly over them, then deeper into the muscles. Gently, but reaching deeper, my hands began loosening the tensions there.

At that moment the power went. The lights flickered and died. The room was bathed in the firelight, bringing that tone to everything, her hair, her skin. Her eyes barely opened.

As my hands worked their way up her back, she reached around to remove her bra. I pushed her hands away. She gave a frustrated groan.

“I want to be comfortable,” She said.

“You will be,” I promised.

My hands went to her shoulders, kneading, seeking the muscles that were giving her problems. I drew my fingers across her back, deliberately hitting the straps of her bra. Making taking that bra off all she wanted in the world.

Without warning, I grabbed one hip and pulled her onto her side. She made a slight sound, but didn’t fight me. Reaching around, I undid her pants and opened them up slightly, then lay her back on her stomach.

She made a soft, frustrated groaning sound again. Her clothes were not coming off fast enough. I moved down to her feet and pulled on her pants. She lifted her hips slightly so they would slide off. Now her socks came off too, and I held her foot in my hand for a moment.

I wanted her mind completely, totally on her body. I held her foot, warming it, bringing it close to my mouth. She could feel the warm breath, and ever so slightly brushed my lips along her sole. I pulled her big toe into my mouth, sucking, running my tongue around it. She reacted instantly, her legs tensing, a little moan escaping her.

I worked on her feet and calves for a while, paying close attention to her breathing. She needed to be relaxed, but not drowsy. When she started slowing her breathing, I would gently bite her or run my hands close to something sensitive, bringing her back to now, to her body.

Wanting to be more in tune with what she felt, I took off my shirt and slacks. Now only in my boxers, the fire giving the only light in the room, it was time to start her towards something big.

She was only in her red satin panties and bra. My hands slid freely across both, up and down her torso. She worked her hips back elbistan escort and forth, wanting more contact. I sat across her hips and started kissing my way down her back. Biting above and below her bra, moving down. Her hands came around again to unstrap the bra and I firmly placed them over her head.

My hands ran along her sides, moving towards her hips. I moved down, kissing the small of her back. My fingers wrapped around the panties at her hips and slowly started pulling them down, kissing every inch as it appeared.

She moved her hips, one side then the other, letting the panties slide off. In one quick motion they were gone. I pushed against the inside of her thighs and she complied, opening up before me.

Now was time to get her crazy. I started kissing, biting and licking her ass, getting closer to her pussy. I grabbed each side of her ass and licked up her thighs towards her center, not yet going there. She was making little mewing sounds now, hips moving. She wanted my tongue on her pussy.

I slid my mouth upwards, my tongue ever so gently touching the soft folds of her pussy lips. Not enough to please, only enough to tease. I held her legs down with my weight while my tongue roamed up towards her ass, and I explored there, circling, darting in and out.

She was making louder sounds now, moaning every time my tongue entered her. I spent some time on the cheeks of her ass, then shot forward, holding her tight, and kissed her hard. Her mouth was pure hunger, wanting my mouth. I reached around and held her breasts tightly, grinding my hard cock against her now wet pussy. She bucked her hips and spread her legs, wanting me inside.

While kissing her, I roughly massaged her breasts. She was starting to get a little crazy. I held her hair tightly, then reached down with my other hand and undid her bra. Her whole body reacted with the release she had needed for so long. I pulled it off and threw it aside.

Now to start her waves. I rolled her over, a combination of strong and gentle. I moved down and suckled on her breasts, holding her arms to her sides. Kissing along her stomach, down towards her wetness.

I settled myself between her legs, my mouth before her pussy. Still holding her hands at her sides, making her feel taken. I started to lick the lips, exploring each fold. She was wet, her little clit peeking out, wanting attention. I avoided it completely, making sure everything was good and wet.

She wanted to come. She was moving her hips, trying to get my tongue onto her clit. I started sucking her lips into my mouth, caressing each there. It wasn’t enough and she tried to rub herself against me. I stopped everything and looked up at her.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“Uungh. I want to come!” she said desperately.

I held her eyes with mine. “Do you want to come hard, baby?” I asked.

“Yes,” She said. “God, yes!”

“Then let me take you there,” I erciş escort told her.

I started running my tongue around her clit, causing her hips to jump off the floor. I sucked her clit into my mouth and started making circles around it with my tongue. She loves this, it never fails to make her come. She started to tense up and I backed off, going back to spreading her wet all over. Then again, back to her clit. After the second time, she was getting frantic.

“Please!” she cried. “Please, make me come. I need it!”

I slid two fingers into her and started massaging her inside. Her eyes closed again as she let the new feeling come on. Then I turned my hand and started a ‘come here’ motion inside her, seeking that spot she has come to know so well. I knew we found it when her eyes started rolling back into her head and her body was completely on the edge.

But tonight, I wanted to bring her further. I moved up and put my arm around her shoulder, holding her tight. My fingers were still inside her, moving in a rhythm. I kissed her, then started to whisper in her ear what was going to happen next.

“Baby… I love you. You are going to come so hard…” My voice was soft, loving, comforting. “It’s going to feel like you are going to go all over. It’s OK, let it happen… let it all go out.”

With that, I started massaging her g-spot while my thumb stroked her clit. Her head fell back and she was panting, crying out with each breath. I kept kissing, whispering, helping, encouraging: “I want you to, please baby, you are so hot now… come all over for me… let it go, let it all out…”

Her body started to leave her control, her hips and tummy contracting by themselves. Her pussy was as wet as it has ever been and my hand started working her well. Her hands were grabbing me, holding on for all she was worth.

She cried out, “I’m coming! Oh God, I’m coming!”

“Let it go, let it go, let it all go,” I told her, keeping the pressure up on her pussy.

With that, her pussy started to squirt into my hand, a few short squirts, and then she started coming for real. Her whole body convulsed, her hips bucking out of control, and her pussy squirted all over, covering my hand, her legs, all over. She tucked her head in her arm and cried out again and again as squirt after squirt left her, covering me, covering her. Her legs were vibrating they were so tight, her hips off the floor, everything concentrated towards her pussy squirting it’s fluids with her orgasm.

“Oh god baby, that’s so hot, that’s so hot,” I told her. “Come for me, come all over.”

She kept coming, then it slowed as she started coming back to earth. “That was wonderful.” I said, stroking her folds, then her tummy. She put her head into my chest and was still whimpering slightly as the waves kept coming, ever decreasing. Her hips came back to earth, her legs wrapped around me and she held on to me as she slowly returned.

I stroked her skin and let her rest, not at all surprised when her breathing started getting longer and longer – she was falling asleep on me after that huge orgasm. I held her, wrapping her up with the blanket. Let her rest for a while… then, I’ll bring her to bed and have my turn with her. After that, I thought, we’ll sleep…

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He escorted her into the motel room. All evening he had been breathlessly anticipating this moment … now it was here. The hot passion of the kisses they’d shared between the car and the door of their unit only fuelled the passionate fire already burning in his body. He glanced into her eyes, the flames of his desire leaping across the chasm and into her own.

This would be their first time as lovers, and he wanted everything to be perfect for her. Slowly he released his hold of her and stepped back. Sensually, seductively he began to strip each item of clothing she wore. His heart leapt as his eyes met the permission in hers, his face smiling reassuringly yet lovingly to her.

Naked now, there was a brief instant of hesitation. Each of them looked at her human glory unfolded before them and quickly glanced shyly away. Eventually he broke the hesitation, stepping towards her with soothing, gentle movements, nervous of startling her in case she fled like a timid gazelle. Gently his arms slid round her and he bore her to the bed behind.

The slight upturn of the pink nipple nestled on its bed of tawny smooth flesh was so alluring. His lips trembled as the anticipation of the first contact with the liquid silk of those sweet buds made him flinch. Would she be content with his ministrations to the pleasure tips of her rounded fun parcels? Staring, moving closer, his heart beat faster in his chest, deafening him, as the moist edges of his lips closed over the now growing tips he so longed to suckle.

Hoping his hand would not be moved, he tenderly probed down the curve of her flesh to stop gingerly as curly, fine hair brushed his tentative movements. His erdemli escort fingers edged through the hairs like a tiger prowling through the grass, as the prey they stalked became ever so close. The cat like movements of his fingers were circling now as if around a singled out beast. He sent them slithering, snakelike, into her valley, out of sight, behind the ridge … the warmth and scent of his prey strong and driving him on. Her reaction to the ministrations of his tongue gave rise to her permission to seek the prey he stalked. The “grasses” parted more, affording his fingers the first sight of their objective, the folds protecting it swollen and erect as if on guard duty.

Pounce! Objective seized .. but in a gentle nurturing way. The peak in his mouth was now hard as his tongue investigated it in its entirety. The bud, the object of his desire, now gently rolled between finger and thumb as the protective canopy was deftly moved back for his pleasure

She moved into his fingers, wanting him to press harder down the sides of his prize, her nipples wishing she had milk for him to enjoy, knowing he would stay connected to her breast till she was dry if she only could.

She moved, the movement of her pelvis forced against his finger driving it down the centre of her moistened valley to yet a greater prize. It balanced on the rim of her secret trove like the edge of a precipice … one little slip, and he should be in paradise

He eased back, not knowing if his heart would stand the strain of entrance to this the most sacred of all shrines. Turning, he took the opportunity to taste his finger as he walked around fatsa escort the bed to pull up the rugs, covering her to the chest. Hiding the mounds he wished he could possess. Flicking the main light off, he threw a scarf over the bed side lamp to filter the light into a soft hue.

His silhouette was lit by this, the faintest of lights, as he peeled the shirt from his back and slid his manhood out of the confines of his pants Pausing an instant, he stood rippling in the faint light then moved stealthily to her side, snake like winding his body under the rugs beside her. His embarrassment clouded over him as he bumped her with his rampant member, freezing in the moment, not knowing whether or not she had felt him.

The ache rose from within as he tried to settle beside her, not wanting to give away his need to take her body and show her the other side of the moon. Slowly, his hand preceeding, his hip rolled gently onto her side of the bed. Not bearing any weight down, he remained conscious of her every move, not wishing to startle her into flight.

His flaring nostrils made him very aware that she was also playing him, as she waited to see his next movements. Staying perfectly motionless, not wishing to give away her readiness, she anticipated his loving.

The rustle of silk on silk was heard as her legs parted slowly. His hand ventured onto the round of her mound, the fine hair soothing its passage. The strong muscles of his legs glided up onto hers, the warmth of her body heating him as his hand followed down the velvet of the ramparts guarding her treasure.

The bulk of his weight transferred to the top of her leg. finike escort Finding no resistance to his advances, his fingers investigated the edges of the petals to the hallowed portal held in trust between them. The sheet slid across the small of his back, caressing the round of his bottom as her levered himself to between her legs, holding his weight from her on his arms.

The rampant angle of his appendage was set at the ready as his hips rested on her thighs. As her nails were dug into his back, he lurched forward, his member seeking and finding the secret valley of his desire. The nails in his back drew him up her body and, in doing so, sank his manhood far inside the cavern of sweet desire, his seed sacks being forced against her now spread apex

He lay breathlessly still, awaiting the movement of her body giving him permission to take his pleasure with her. The authority was given by her as she suddenly reached under his cheeks with her cupped hands and pulled him into her even further, her legs locked up over his body making it impossible to do other than to drive into her. Pressing and pushing softly, he felt his loved one relax a little before easing the tip of his rigidity as deeply into her dripping sea cave as she can draw it. Feeling her tighten with her orgasm he reached his hand between them to softly roll her nipples in his fingers.

The soft friction of his manhood inside her, and the tingle of the arousing squeeze of her nipple, catapulted her over the brink into oblivion, dragging him with her as he took her to the stars and she showered him with fireworks. Later, in the first light of early dawn, they lay there intertwined, with the scarlet and purple colours casting long shadows up the length of their bed, the crescendo of dawn birds screeching, as if to emulate the heady heights they had achieved together. Then each stirred … and became aware that they were doomed to do it all over again … and again … and again.

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