a deal struck----part-1-of-1

A Deal Struck

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She vaguely remembered hearing their boots coming down the steps as the ship swayed back and forth in the water. As the door opened, her eyes suddenly stung from the bright sun light now burning across her face. She remembers a silhouette then blackness as suddenly as the light that stung. The man that now cast the shadow across her limp body, hanging from leather strapped wrists quickly barked, “Cut her down.” He had, upon seeing her eyes known that it was her and no price would be too much to reunite him with his soul mate.

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The man, then tossed a heavy leather pouch of the finest Spanish gold to the rogue Captain, as he said, “She's mine”. As one of the ships crew cut her down, the grungy red head slide to the deck, dirty and smudged with dirt and filth from weeks of confinement.

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When her new owner picked her up in his arms, arms that looked like tree limbs, she only made the slightest whimper. Burning up with fever, she wilted into his arms. angry, now that he realized how she had been neglected, he stormed out of the cabin with her. Quickly his longboat had rowed him and her back to his ship anchored in the port's harbor nearby.

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Once aboard, he carried her to his quarters. She smelled as horrid as any of his own crew. Laying her on his bunk, he ordered one of his crew to bring some hot water and soap.She was dressed only in white cotton pantaloons and what was left of a white cotton chemise. Roughly he cut these from her body, throwing them in a pile to be burned. Out of his jacket now and rolling his sleeves up, he prepared to clean her up. Aware that his men were still there gawking, he ordered them to leave, cursing them for still being in his quarters. Still hot with a fever and poor from very little food, she simply laid there, unconscious and still.

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Though dirty, he couldn't help but look at her naked beauty as she lay before him. He didn't know quite where to begin, it was not like he had ever done this before. He trembled as he took the cloth and started to wash the filth away. Her tiny foot fit completely in the palm of his hand. He quickly bathed her as though she was some way-ward half grown dog; she was clean, but still feverish and unconscious. The man covered her with blankets, gathered the items and left, locking the door behind him as he left.

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Returning to his cabin after supper the man quietly peeped in, then walked in. No, she wasn't awake yet. By the light of his lamp, he muddled around a bit, then undressed and carefully slipped into his bunk with her. That night many things were taken and many things happened. As such things often are, they will remain unwritten and therefore unspoken, but they did happen none the less.

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Yet to wake still, the man leaves her at sunrise to take care of the ships business. By lunch he's back, with proper lady's cloths for her. Several dresses, one, a beautiful emerald green dress, new under things, stockings, and shoes. The man carefully lays the clothes down, leaves some food and wine, then departs again for his afternoon appointments in port.

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Barely able to open her eyes, they seem heavy, under some power other than her own. Gradually, she manages to fully open them and sit up. Where the hell was she? She remembers naught, just the shadow between her and the sun before she collapsed. Pulling the covers up to her breast, she surveys her new surroundings. Sitting on a huge bunk, she realizes she's in the cabin of a ship. It's dark, musky with the smell of a slight sweetness in the air. Confused and frightened she gets up. Hesitate at first, she spys the food and without further thought to the other circumstances, she greedily devours all the food and 2 glasses of wine. Slightly nauseous now, from having eaten so much, so fast, her thoughts race. She was naked, but she found the cloths he’d left and hurried to dress herself.

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Feeling less vulnerable with clothes on, she explored the cabin, finding the belongings of a man. His clothes with the smell of him still lingering, his liquor, his tools of trade and other various trinkets. Who is this creature, this man, that has brought her here, brought her clothes and food?

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A rush of heat moves through her, burning her from the inside out. She was more than angry, she was as mad as hell, at the same time saddened. Memories of her departure from France, leaving boarding school, being chaperoned back to her fathers plantation in the islands by her brother, all that comes whirling back to her mind. Tears well in her eyes, her brother, now dead because of the pirates that boarded, looted and murdered as they went. Only the women were spared, held as captives, then taken away at random, or so it seemed. She wasn't sure, sure of anything, except the cold burn she felt lodged in her chest as madness and grief. She screamed and screamed and screamed. She began to throw whatever she touched, the dishes from lunch, the contents of a table and a shelf, simply whatever was in her reach was hurled at a wall or window. Having gotten the attention or every man and creature in ear shot, she stoppedwhen she saw the door crack open.

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In a moment that lasts for what seems like hours, their eyes meet, she can now see the man that has her here on this boat and locked in this room. His figure over fills the door, his eyes attempt a smile, but are more riddled with more fear than he would ever admit. Mesmerized at the depth and sad emptiness, she feels as though she already knows this man. Confused with herself, she grabs the first thing she can, a dinner knife and brazenly holds it out in front of this giant of a man now before her. Cursing him first in French, then English, and then back to French, her eyes wide open, her nostrils flared, her pouty lips pursed tight, her flaming auburn red hair loose down her back, her chest heaving in anger, she lunges at him. Startled by her quick boldness and amused in the same moment, he steps back toward the door as he begins to speak very low and quietly to her. He latches the door, just as she lunges at him again. This time her grabs her wrist. careful to avoid the sharpness of the knife, he pulls her to him, wrapping his huge arms completely around her.

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She screams, tries to bite, to spit, to kick, anything that she can, but to no avail. He has her wrapped in his powerful arms and she’s unable to break free. He doesn’t squeez her though, he just holds on to her as she tires of struggling, he whispers to her, “It's alright, it's alright, I won't hurt you” over and over until her curses have turned to tears and whimpers. He holds her cheek now, gently looking into her soul, tears fill his eyes. “Doesn't she know who I am?” he thought, as his gaze met by her and she slowly relaxed.

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Moments turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours, hours into days, days into weeks and she was eventually gentled to his touch or perhaps him to her, at any rate, she stayed with him. Although, in the early days she did attempt to run, more than once. She realized eventually that trying to escape only got her months of being tethered to him at night and under lock and key during the day. Gradually, she surrendered herself to him. later he took her into port with him and allowed her most of her freedom. She grew to love him, remembered their connection and never questioned it. Almost never, only once did she ever waiver.

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While in port for the evening to feast with his friends, a very good friend, a young sailor that knew her master very well, met her eyes and held the glance too long to be proper. She turned away, but inside her heart, he stirred something that made her tremble. Perhaps it was, the way he looked at her, what his eyes said that his voice never could, but she knew it and understood it. She never told the young man of the feelings that moved inside her heart that night. She wished she had told him. Given the chance to tell him, she would have make sure that he knew she loved him. Just for him to know that he was loved would have been enough. The young man, well, he saw something in her eyes, something he had never seen before. Something that was given to him freely, just for the sake of sharing. What he saw was love, innocent and real. He went so far as to secure a lock of her hair from the woman that trimmed it. It was a little bit of her, he reasoned and what was wrong with that. He carried it with him always, in an embroidered handkerchief that was hers, one he had borrowed one evening, to cover a cut that seemed mysteriously to have appeared.

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The pirate and the lady left port shortly thereafter, never to return again. Their ship was boarded by rogue pirates. Her lover, there was a big battle and her protector was killed right in front of her eyes. As the rogues came towards her, she felt her soul leave her body as her love bled out before her. She would never let another man take her flesh nor tarnish her for the man she loved with all her heart and soul. In her emerald green dress, with her long auburn red hair blowing in the breeze, she smiled and she jumped. Jumped into the sea, jumped to her death.

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Several months pasted before the young man heard of his friends and the lady's fate. He was angry, he’d begged his friend not to take her this time. He’d told him that their planned route was dangerous now, rife with cut throats and rogues. Perhaps if he had attempted to tell her of his love, who knows, but he couldn't have done that to his friend or put her in such a compromising position. It didn't matter, she was dead now.

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Because he gave up and blamed himself, the young sailor numbed himself with rum and women. He knew there was nothing that he could have done to save her, she knew the dangers and was just following her fate.

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To this day the sailors say that she’d became a mermaid and now is spending eternity looking after sailors who have lost their way. Loving them, comforting them, she offers them hope. No one knows for sure, perhaps that love she carried for these men inside her soul still exists. I believe love does not die, with the changing of our outer garments, but lives on in the memories of our heart, nestled quietly in the depths of our soul.

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The End…

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weather day----part-1-of-1

Weather Day

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I suppose that I’m your typical hazel-eyed person, because I’m promiscuous and I definite like to please, especially in bed. To me sex is something that should be enjoyable. No one should place an arbitrary limit on sexual partners; after all we each have our own unique needs and desires. But, we each have a duty to take care of ourselves, keep ourselves clean, respect ourselves and have all the sex we want in any manner that we want it. I'm not making any excuse or justification for it. I also do not feel guilt or regret. Okay, so I’m a slut. Sue me, but I can’t get enough sex. I can’t help it being so horny I was born this way. And as for not having any morals, well okay you got me there. But how can I fulfill my needs and stick to a strict code that doesn’t allow for the fulfillment of my needs? Huh? Can you answer me that? Didn’t think so.

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Let’s take the snow day we had last week for example. It wasn’t my fault that Andy left his door open. And was it my fault that I saw him pulling his little peter? No, definitely not. But I’m getting ahead of myself, aren’t I? Well, I’ll start at the beginning.

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It had snowed all night so they had called off school before most of us had even gotten out of bed. So Andy and I were all set for a nice Wednesday off. Mom was so jealous because they never call off work around here, not even for a blizzard. So she and Dad were stuck going back to the grindstone while Andy and I got to sleep in. I got up about quarter of ten and stuffed some shit in my face.

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When I saw Andy, I know I shouldn’t have said, “So, is she good or what?” You should have seen his face. He was so stone cold busted. His eyes were round and big and his mouth wouldn’t close. I should have stopped, but I was still hot from the shower and I felt like playing. I noticed his pole was beginning to deflate, so I said, “What’s the matter? Can’t keep it up? Maybe this will help.” I turned around and hoisted my towel up over my ass and wiggled it at him. Now what possible harm could that do? I hadn’t shown him anything important, and he could go on about his little jerk off. I didn’t think anymore about it, and went to my room to get dressed.

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Now it’s not my fault that he followed me, is it, I mean I’d just been trying to be helpful. I let him get his little cock back up so he could keep pulling on it. My part was done, right? Well, apparently not. Andy started banging on my locked door almost as soon as I closed it. He kept shouting about staying out of his room and leaving him alone. I yelled back that he should close his door if he wants to fuck himself. That’s when he crossed the line. He said I had a fat ass.

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He kept making so much noise that I decided that I was going to fix his little red dickhead, but good. I slipped into the ribbed tank top shirt that I cut down to half size, the one I don't let Daddy know I have and wear only when I really need to get laid. Anyway, I also fished out a pair of cutoffs that are so short and so tight that they could double as panties. Seeing that I was trapped in the house, I didn’t bother with underwear, not that I wear panties very often anyway. You should have seen Bonehead’s eyes when I opened the door, dressed in almost nothing. But all he had on were boxers, and no one would call him a slut, would they? So just how are things fair at all, again? Can you tell me that one, huh?

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I pushed past him making sure that he had a good look at the goodies and went downstairs to turn on the TV. There wasn’t much of anything good on. I tried everything, even those stupid talk shows, but I wasn’t interested in any of it. Finally I turned to the most likely other choice, naturally, the porno channel. There was this really hot redhead getting her ass spanked by a blonde chick. Personally I love getting spanked. The mix of pain and pleasure is really hot. Speaking of hot, I was starting to wish I had that showerhead in my hand.

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Then my boneheaded brother, Andy came downstairs.

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The slob didn’t even look up. At least I don’t think he did. But I know the pig went into the kitchen and got a bowl of cereal. I know this because he plunked down on the couch next to me and spilled it on my leg. I smacked him on the back of the head and got splashed again.

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“Lick it up, pig,” I sneered at him.

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He mumbled a ‘Fuck off’ in my direction and kept stuffing his face, and staring at the movie. Now the redhead was eating the blonde’s pussy. That’s my second favorite. I was starting to get hot again, like in the shower, but Asshole was sitting right there so I couldn’t play with myself. I tried to pay more attention to the movie. Big mistake, now two hot guys came in and started fucking the girls as they continued munching on each other.

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By now my damn nipples were all crinkled and stiff. I know Bonehead could see it because my half shirt is like a sports bra, but not as thick and my breasts sort of stick out the bottom. I wished to God he would go shower his scummy self. All I needed was a few minutes alone and things would be okay. As it was, all he was doing was sit there beside me stuffing his face and watching the tube. I did, though, catch him sneaking peeks when he thought I wasn’t looking, so I know I was getting to him. Sure I was trying to make him hot, and then not do anything about it. He deserved it, after all. He had said I had a fat ass. Served him right.

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I was getting ants in my pants. Right then I wanted nothing more than to slip my hand into my pants and finger my swollen clit to an orgasm. Then I happened to glance at Andy and the tent that was pitched in his lap. His virginal little fourteen-year-old cock must have been hard enough to cut diamonds. How he sat there paying no attention to it, I’ll never know. ‘Wouldn’t some of that be nice, something deep in my depravity mind asked? My gut reaction was a quick and a definite no, but my swelling clit spoke up louder. Without waiting to see if I really wanted to do it, I unbuttoned and unzipped my cut offs. I swear to God, I saw steam rise up out of my bush. All I know is, when my fingers trailed through my pussy hair, all I could think about was getting off.

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It was about then that a little bell went off in my head. Why use my fingers when there was a perfectly good, and stiff I might add, cock within reach? This time I didn’t say no. I simply reached for it. As Bonehead stared in open-mouthed shock, I slid my hand up his thigh and seized his beautiful little pole in one quick motion.

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Don’t you understand? I needed that stiff rod. I simply had to have it. I looked into my little brother’s eyes and pleaded for the fucking I so desperately had to have. He looked very scared, so I kissed him. I know he was horny. I could feel the pulse of his cock throbbing in my hand, but he still needed convincing. When with my other hand, I took his brutish paw and placed it on my left breast. I think he giggled, but we were still kissing, so who knows? What it did, though, was get his ass in gear. He ripped my top off and started sucking on my nipple like a wild man. God, did his lips felt so good.

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I stopped jerking on him. I mean, what good would it all have been if I didn’t get him inside me, where he definitely belonged? He didn’t like that much, until I pulled off his boxers and lay back on the couch. The couple on the screen were banging up a storm, and making me frantic for some hard cock. I took his little cock and used its swollen head to trace the lips of my kitty. That was all he needed. Hunching forward, he stabbed me in the puss with his virgin pole. The whimpering sound he made wasn’t anything I’ve ever heard a human make, but he’s an animal anyway, so that’s okay. My kitty was happy, that was all that really mattered. Well, almost.

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I cummed pretty quickly, but I needed to be quicker. It occurred to me that he was going to cum in me if I didn’t do something and fast. That would definitely make the ‘All Time Bad Things’ list. How the fuck would I explain that Andy knocked me up? So I pushed his little ass off me. It wasn’t as easy as it used to be. I guess the big-lung was finally growing up. I have to admit, I was mighty impressed with his growth lately. Even though he was pissed at me, I didn’t even bother to explain. I just popped his cum coated cock in my mouth and finished him off. I loved the way he almost screamed when his teenage balls exploded and flooded my mouth with cum.

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After swallowing and then licking him clean, I said, “You need to learn to be more careful, Shit-head,”

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He just smiled and walked naked over to his jean jacket hanging on the wall. I didn’t know what he was doing, and I didn’t care. I was starting to get hungry and a cigarette sounded like an idea. Then my bonehead little brother came back, with a joint and a pack of rubber no less.

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“Gee, he said. “Guess I will get to use this after all, huh?”

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I smacked him in the head, took the joint from him and ran naked as a wood nymph up the stairs to my room. With a laugh, Andy gathered up all our clothes and eagerly followed me up the stairs. I didn’t bother to shut the door as I slid into bed.

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As Andy crawled into right behind me, I grabbed his hair and guided his face to my crotch. I couldn’t believe how good someone so young ate my hot fuzzy little pussy. Two orgasms later, still guiding him with my fingers twisted in his hair, Andy kissed his way from my damp crotch back up to my breasts. I loved the Bonehead’s soft lips, as soon as he had them wrapped around my hard nipple, I cummed so hard I almost peed myself. Then he moved up and started nibbling my neck.

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As my excitement mounted, I couldn’t stand it; I reached between our bodies and grabbed his stiff cock. Kneeling between my parted legs, Andy watched as I guided his hard cock towards my pussy. Placing its swollen head against my slit, I moaned as I worked its engorged head between my puff lips and into my sizzling pussy. Rocking forward, Andy eagerly drove his hard, un-cut, 7 ½-inch cock into my pussy all the way to the hilt. As I felt Andy penetrating me, I hunched up and met him. When he started pumping in and out and I felt his balls slapping against my ass, I pulled my knees up against my chest, then placed them on his shoulder. Suddenly Andy was bottoming out and I was going off like a machine gun. With a roar, Andy pounded my hot pussy until I was screaming out in pleasure.

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As we lay there catching our breath, I leaned over and started kissing his chest. Then with a wicked grin, I moved my mouth slowly down his torso, licking his nipples and kissing his stomach. When I reached his hairy crotch, I started flicking my tongue around the head and started to lick our combined juices off it’s the length of his shaft. Then I parted my lovely red lips and engulfed his now throbbing cock. I fondled his 'cum' swollen balls, as I slid my eager mouth ever so slowly up and down its rigid length. By the time I took his limp cock out of my mouth, his balls were no longer cum filled. I’d sucked them dry. .

So, he’s my brother? What the fuck? I’m a slut.

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The end…

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restroom----part-1-thru-3-of-3

The Restroom

Part-1-of-3

The Encounter

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I just have to share this experience. It was a sweltering day in Sarasota when I entered the hotel. Needless to say, I was bored out of my mind. As I walked across the huge lobby, I spied the lounge and thought, “boy a cold drink sounds really good along about now.” I figured going to the bar by myself would be better then staying in my room doing nothing.

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As I entered cool dimness of the lounge, I noticed a couple that appeared to be in their 30's, her anyway, he could possibly be older as he had an almost white beard. Sitting down at a table across from them I couldn't help but notice that they were both smiling me. I’m not surprised that they’re looking because I’m 5-foot 6, 130 lbs, with nice medium sized breasts, a great ass, and nice long shapely legs. I was wearing a short skirt, tight top, and nice heels. As my eyes met theirs I courteously offered them a slight smile in return.

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I tried not to stare as I glanced at them, but the lady had such a warm smile and her eyes were on locked on me as they talked. It was obvious that she was not thinking of the conversation they were having as her eyes appraised me. I felt like I was being undress as her glance fell first to my breasts and then clearly moved beneath my table to my legs. As I watched her crossed thighs began to pump slowly and then her skirt began to slowly rise, exposing much of her thigh to my view. As I continue to glance at her, I wondered if she was thinking of me sexually. My cheeks reddened as I realized how short my skirt was and that her gaze was dwelling upon my own creamy thighs.

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I her continued scrutiny was beginning to make me feel uncomfortable so I kept shifting in my seat. As she openly admired me, a part of me was so intrigued that my eyes began to idly wander over her body. When I gazed up from the menu I was startled to see that the waitress appeared.

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After ordering, I removed some work papers from my bag and as I perused them I couldn't help but notice the way that each time her gaze fell beneath my table she would unconsciously run her tongue across her lips, wetting them. Realizing that she was indeed thinking sexual thoughts I felt a familiar throbbing sensation begin in my loins and my crossed thighs began to pump in unison with hers. When my body suddenly felt warm I quickly downed my drink and motioned for another.

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The table that the couple was sitting at was hidden from the bar by a small outcropping of a waist high room divider so I was the only person that had a clear view of them. This coy sexual toying with each other went on for a while as I consumed a couple of more drinks. I normally don't drink very much so it was soon obvious the effect they were having on me. Emboldened by the alcohol, I raised my eyes and stared directly into her eyes. The passion that I saw there, the desire, the unbridled animal lust, caused me to squeeze my thighs tightly together, pressuring the yearning throb that was increasing each second that our gazes were locked. When she did finally break the eye contact her gaze lowered to my thighs and her tongue began to start boldly making small licking motions on her lips. When your gaze fell to her thighs, she daringly spread her legs slightly, affording me a better view. I could tell by the quick rise and fall of her chest rising that my gaze excited her. Her thighs wavered opened and closed as she talked to the man, her eyes glancing in my direction almost continuously.

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At this point, I’ve had more than I normal to drink so I’m feeling pretty good, somewhere between buzzed and drunk. I look over to see this she is in the same apparent state of inebriation as myself. In my mind I was thinking of how it would feel to place my hand on her thighs, to kiss the soft skin between them. I could feel myself getting wet and as my breathing got faster, I found myself licking my lips. When she saw my tongue gliding over my lips as I gazed beneath her table, she finally gained the courage to do what I’d been wishing she’d do, her thighs parted widely revealing her nudeness beneath her skirt.

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This noticeable gesture of presenting herself to me had my mind reeling, as I became both frustrated and excited by her actions. A part of me wished I had the courage to walk over there and kneel between her outstretched legs and lick her pussy right there in front of everyone. But of course I wasn’t brave enough to do anything like that. It was plain to see that this unspoken exchange had her in as an excited state as I was in. as I watched; her hand was soon in the gentleman’s lap discretely rubbing his cock.

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I pretended to be studying my papers as I covertly watched her actions, watched as she unzipped her gentleman’s fly and pulled his cock out of his trousers. Even from across the room, I could see how large it was. And then after giving me a mischievous smile, she lowered her mouth to engulf him. I could feel his eyes boring into me, as her head bobbed up and down in his lap. His eyes turned almost demonic as he placed his hand on top of her head. While gazing straight into my eyes, he twisted his fingers cruelly in her hair and started pushing her head up and down his shaft. It was as if the two of us were carrying on a silent conversation. Even though it was her sucking and licking him, I knew that he was thinking of my mouth on his cock. He knew as well as I did that I wanted to be between her thighs sucking and licking her as she worked him to a fever pitch. Soon his hips lifted and his hand held her tight on his cock and I knew he was cumming in her tight sucking mouth.

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I couldn’t believe how aroused their little exhibition had left me. Their including me in their sex act even if only by proxy had their desired affect. My clit was throbbing and my mind and entire being was screaming for sexual release. Putting his cock back into his clothing and then straightening him, she smiled enticingly at me. As I continued to watch, her hand slid between her thighs and she rolled her clit while nodding her head towards the lady's room. It was an open invitation that I couldn't mistake. Suddenly I was in a quandary. My mind was hesitant, but my body was crying out for me to join her as she rose and headed towards the restroom without even a glance your way. One of them shoots me a smile and "the eye." I like to think of the "the eye" as the look a woman gives that says, "hey big boy, if you play your cards right, you are going to get to hit this pussy all night long." The eye is only given occasionally and should be taken with a good amount of serious consideration.

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My throbbing clit and the alcohol soon had me clumsily rising and walking on weak legs towards what I knew would be an exciting encounter. I don't want to seem desperate, so as I entered the restroom, I played it cool. Looking around and didn't see anyone so I walked nervously towards the first stall and push the door open. And there she stood, totally naked, her clothes hanging on a hook on the back of the door. Oh god, she was f rigging awesome. She had the body of a yoga instructor, just with bigger breasts. I would say she was in her late 30s but she had a body that would make a 20-year old jealous. Instead of speaking, she placed her on the back of my head and kissed me. Her kiss was feverish and imparts all the heat of her need to me. Like a blowtorch I felt the flames ignite within my loins as my body melted against her. Our tongues enmesh and twirl, as we tasted each other for long seconds.

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We break the kiss, and as I try to protest, her hands begin removing my clothes. My mind is filled with the fear of being caught but her soft skin beneath my hands soon has my inhibitions melting like an iceberg. Belatedly I start helping her remove my clothing and the two of us are both naked. Our hands roaming over each other’s bodies as my lips find the others most intimate places. Soon both of our minds and bodies are so inflamed that caution is thrown to the winds and the cramped space of the stall is deserted for the counter in front of the mirror.

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As she places her shapely ass on the edge of the counter and sensuously spreads her thighs, I obediently step between them, my lips finding the salty skin of her shoulders, my tongue laving each pore as I traverse her breasts, and her stomach. The softness of her skin is like an aphrodisiac to me. The aroma of her arousal as my face nears her mound inflames my mind and makes me want to taste her. Submissively lowering myself down to my knees, I gaze up into her eyes as my tongue finds her clit and gently strokes it. Her soft moans as I gently lick and suck at the soft pink flesh of her mound compels me to please her. My tongue eagerly gathers her moisture and smears it over her the outer lips of her delectable pussy, the slickness coating her clit as I roll it swiftly around with the tip of my tongue. The feel of her fingers twisted in my hair tells me of her need for me and of her desire for me to fulfill her. Her thighs spread wider as her hips hunch quickly against my face, her hands still grip my hair as she pushes her pussy tighter onto my tongue. As she helpless hunches my face, I lick around the velvety inter walls of her pussy, fucking her with my tongue. Before again sucking hard on her clit as the first tensing of her muscles begin. The realization that you're making her cum infuriates your tonguing of her, and your finger probes gently within her asshole as her thighs tighten hard against your head and her groans of pleasure echo off the walls as she sporadically hunches and releases, her body unabashedly trembling as each spasm roils her being until finally she opens her thighs and places her hands on your head and holds you as she places her lips on yours and kisses you warmly.

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She then slides off the counter and places her hands on your hips and motions for you to take her place as she kneels and spreads your thighs. Her mouth gently bites along your thighs, her teeth leaving slight red marks on your skin as she slowly works towards your pounding pussy. She reaches out and inserts one finger into your wet hole, holding it motionless as she licks all around your mound. Her tongue grazes your labia as it gently travels around your groin, over your covering skin where she sucks softly pulling it up and then letting it fall back to touch your clit before sucking hard at the skin above it, her tongue laving your skin as she sucks.

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She sucks hard all around your pussy but never touches it as your mind cries out for some small measure of release. You need to cum so badly!! Your hips move as if they have a mind of their own, rolling in small circles as you try desperately to capture a touch, a small pressure upon your throbbing clit. Finally your hand moves to touch yourself but she commands "NO!" and grabs your wrists and holds them as her tongue tip slides between your lips and laves each of them softly, gently moving up them towards your clit but stopping just short of it. Her warm breath seems cool to your inflamed body and as it laves over your swollen exposed clit it provokes a loud moaning sound from your lungs as you fill with a yearning, throbbing need to be filled, touched. You hunch into her finger but she holds it still within you, pressing into your wall at the bottom of your opening, teasing you by it's presence but not moving, creating a need within your mind and body for something to spread you, push deeply into your flowing wetness and make you cum. You place your hands on her head and the knowledge that it is a woman between your thighs making you want her, multiplies the effect she is having on your senses. You hear your voice begging her as if it's another’s voice, "Please make me cum, touch me, god touch me harder!"

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As if she had been waiting for you to beg her, her tongue finds your clit and gently touches it, causing your whole body to jerk away at the extreme pleasure before pressing quickly back into her touch, lifting your ass upwards to increase her pressure. Her tongue rolls swiftly in small circles around your pulsing clit, teasing it while provoking such pleasurable cravings within you that you have to bite your hand to keep from screaming your delight loudly.

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Watching this woman that you don't even know her name lick at your clit and feel her fingers inside you rubbing your walls while you stare terrified at the restroom door wondering who will catch you two, soon has your mind numb with the sensuousness of your actions and your hips lift with the first tremors of orgasm. Her tongue seems to elicit, by its teasing strokes, your body to rise into it as your hips turn outwards and your thighs straighten and tense until with a fury like none you've ever felt before it seems your entire essence is flowing to your pussy, taken from you by the wonderful sensations that seem to draw each cell of your body to explode in ecstasy. Each individual cell seems to tighten and flow from your body through the tantalizing instrument of your pleasure. Her fingers press deep within you, rubbing your G-spot as your lungs lock, muscles so tightly clasped that you think you might die from the intensity of your heavenly orgasm but you don't care, you're unwilling to part with each new spasm until it is replaced by a newer more powerful one as you buck and moan, gasping for breath, body shaking furiously, your ass slips from the counter till your feet touch the floor but still she sucks hard on your clit as your knees bend and you hunch into her sucking and the probing of her fingers until you collapse beside her. WOW, did this woman blow my mind. She kept me soaking wet the whole time. Before she stopped, I think I must have cummed about 6-times.

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She is smiling hugely as she again kisses you warmly, intimately before hurriedly rising and enters the stall. She emerges a few seconds later straightening her clothes and smiling at you as you still lean against the wall wondering if this was a dream, albeit a wonderful one, but still a dream that you'll awaken from soon, she says, "we're in room 213 if you'd care to come by later tonight, I'm sure Jack would love to fuck you while I kiss and lick a few wonderful places".

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With that she left and I arose and dressed as I thanked the lord that I hadn't been caught.

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When I emerged they were at the bar paying their bill and as I sat back down at my table they walked by and never glanced my way. I wasn't sure if I should be insulted at being ignored by them or thankful for their discretion, so I choose the latter.

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What did she say, 213? I tell myself that I won't go but deep inside I know that I’ll be knocking on that door later tonight after I've called my husband and told him of my boring day and how I wish he were here and how badly I miss him and assure him that I will be turning in so he won't call until tomorrow...
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To be continued…

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The Restroom

Part-2-of-3

Their Room

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Even after our little bathroom incident, I was still a little nervous about going to a strange hotel room, so after I talked to my husband, I called room 213. “Hello, Dawn speaking,” came the voice over the phone.

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“Hi,” I stammered, we met down stairs in the bar and you invited to your room?”

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“Of course dear, come on up,” she beamed

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“Actually, its not up, I’m only a few doors down from you.”

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“Great, come on.”

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“I’ll have to get dressed first, I just stepped out of the shower and I’m naked.”

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“That’s even better. Don’t bother to get dressed. I’ll open our door and you can scooted up the hall and in our door,” she said. Then after a short pause, she added, “And a towel won’t be necessary. We have plenty here.” Then before I could reply she hung up.

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Nervously I opened the door and peeked out. The hallway was empty except for the lady from down stairs standing naked in her doorway.

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“Damn,” thought Dawn, “Everything was going just as he had hoped, maybe even better.” Then she watched, the girl from the bar, screwed up her courage, and stepped out her door and came scooting towards my open door.

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“Damn,” I thought as I ran, “I left my key in my room.” I was about 5-feet from the door when two things happened simultaneously, I heard the bell as the elevator door opened and Dawn closed her door. Frantically I grabbed the knob, hoping she’d just closed it but not locked it. When the door didn’t open, I immediately started lightly knocking. I knew someone had gotten off the elevator but I was afraid to turn and look.

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As I continued to tap on Dawn’s door, my heart nearly stopped when I heard someone laugh. I could have sunk into the floor, when I embarrassingly cover my breasts with my arms, and looked over my shoulder and saw two half-drunk conventioneers, one with his cell-phone out snapping pictures. As I cringed in a combination of fear and embarrassment, when suddenly the door cracked and a hand shoot out and jerked me inside. Before I could get my bearings, a giggling Dawn took me in her arms and kissed me, my nipples immediately became hard and stood tautly against smooth warm flesh.

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“Nice breasts,” said Dawn as she broke the kiss. I looked up and she was looking admiringly down my taunt nipples. I let my right breast graze her hand and winked at her as I stood there. She just laughed and smacked me possessively on my naked butt. Then she hugged me again, saying that she just had to touch it and before I realized what she was doing, she placed her hand over my cunt and ran a finger up its slick lips. After carefully stroking it back and forth for a few seconds, she pierced the pink wet folds and inserted her finger into me.
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Dropping to her knees, Dawn began licking my inner thighs as she continued sliding her finger in and out of me. Placing her thumb right on my clit, she started circling it, then placed her mouth over my cunt and started sucking the juices right out of it.
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My legs began to buckle and I grabbed Dawn's head and pressed her tight against me crotch as she used her tongue to make me climax. I could feel myself releasing a river of juice from between my legs that Dawn was hungrily lapping up as it flowed over her face.
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My climax was so strong that my knees gave way, and I almost fell down on the floor right where I was standing. Steadying me so I wouldn’t fall, Dawn licked her way back up to my breasts where greedily she sucked and chewed on my swollen nipples.

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When Dawn came up for air, she led me into where Clint was looking through their porn collection. When the porno started we all started watching the scene. I looked over at Clint and from across the room I could tell his cock was getting hard and starting to bulge against his jeans. What with the combination of the movie, the booze and two naked women with fabulous breasts in plain sight were really starting to make him horny. Lying back on the couch, I placed one smooth leg across Dawn’s lap. As she watched, I spread my legs and started rubbing my clit. Abruptly, Dawn moved my leg and moved up her body until we were face to face. Then with a little smile, she bent down and kissed me. Shyly I kissed her back and then what started as a tease for Clint quickly turned into an all out tonguing match.

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Clint came quickly to our side to get a closer look at the action. Dawn and I could tell just by looking at his jeans that they wouldn’t be able to hold his cock back much longer. Then Dawn raised her naked self up to him and kissed him hard on the lips as she rubbed it through his jeans. Then she looked up at him and said, “ you asked for it.” Before he could ask her what she was talking about, she went back to kissing me as her hands ran all over my body. Caught up in frenzy, she grabbed my breasts and my ass and with a low moan she lowered her face into my copious cleavage. Then she eagerly started kissing and sucking all over both of my breasts and then flicked my nipples with her tongue.

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At last I returned the favor and took her stiff nipples into my mouth one at the time and sucked on each one of them softly at first and then with more passion. With a sighed and quick gasp, her hands were all in my long tangled hair. When she twisted my head around I saw that Clint had released his cock from the torment in his jeans, and was stroking it gently. This time I was the one with the naughty grin as I slipped down even further between Dawn’s legs and began to kiss her thighs. As my tongue softly danced up her thigh, all she could do was sighed and moaned. Then without even thinking, I went straight into her clit and started tasting her with my tongue. I could smell her juices as they were starting to wet her pussy and that made me even hornier. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and buried my head deeper into her cunt.

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Dawn was moaning and thrashing, but I remained calm as I placed my fingers inside her. First, I placed just one finger inside her, then two and finally three fingers. She turned and twisted as much as I would allow her to. I was licking her clit furiously by now I wanted to make her cum.

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All of the sudden her thrashing stopped and I stopped fingering her long enough to look up to see why she stopped. When I raised my head I saw that she’d turned her head so that she was facing Clint. As I watched, he twisted one hand into her hair, and eased the head of his cock between her lips and eased almost all of his hard 9-inches in her mouth. Even though I was shocked and I surprised myself by how hot it made me to see her taking his cock. Eagerly I went back to the business at hand, but this time though I was licking even harder and faster as continued thrusting my fingers in her soaked pussy to the same rhythmic pace.

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I could hear Clint groaning and sighing to my left and then suddenly I felt his hand crack against my naked butt. I was the one gasping this time as he grabbed me by the hair and threw me roughly by the floor. I could hear Dawn laugh a little as she moved over and sat down on my face. But she didn’t laugh for very long. I quickly flicked my tongue out and went back to working on her clit. Suddenly she stared to shake, as she yelled, “Ooooh god, I’M CUMMING.” As her juices flooded my mouth and face, I smiled to myself. Proud of the job I had just done, I kept on licking up and down her damp slit. I slowed a little and then a little more until Dawn had finally finished.

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I looked up at her as she leaned forward and started licked and kissed my breasts and super erect nipples again. Then she pulled my head up so that I could kiss her with her sex juices still wet on my lips and tongue.

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“It’s your turn,” Dawn said as she smiled at me.

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“Let’s go somewhere more comfortable.” Clint suggested and then led the way down the hallway to their bedroom. He turned on the bedside lamp, but it had an amber bulb so the room was only dimly lit. Then Dawn positioned me on the bed and put herself regally between my legs. Clint lay down on his side facing us so as to not miss a second of his fantasy as we played it out before his eyes. He leaned up and kissed me and then moved back to my side and started rubbing my thigh.

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Dawn leaned forward and kissed. Her lips were soft and tender at first and then got harder and harder, she even bit my lip several times. It surprised me, but I just figured it turned her on more. She then moved down to my breasts to suck, nip, and even toy with them with her tongue. But a couple of times she didn’t just nip them, she bit them hard enough to almost draw blood. When the sudden pain caused her to try to sit up, Clint’s hand, firmly on her shoulder keep her down.

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Reaching out and cupping one of her breasts, Clint smiled at Dawn and said, “great breasts aren’t they?” Surprisingly her agreement seemed to turn me on even more. As I wiggled my bottom, in expectations of things to come, I realized that Clint was one of those smooth guys that always knew exactly what to say. He instinctively knew how much more women enjoyed themselves when they knew the person they were with appreciated their body. Moving his hand between Dawn and I, his fingers were now gently rubbing my clit as he occasionally he slipped a finger or two in to my pussy.

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Ignoring Clint’s hand, Dawn leaned forward and continued her journeyed even further down my body, licking and kissing the whole way. When she finally put her head between my legs I thought I was going to explode. With an evil chuckle, she ran her rough tongue up and down my clit before slipping it into my pussy and fucked me it. She only moved her tongue in and out for a moment before she was back to my clit, licking and kissing and then biting my clit as she worked me into frenzy.

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Wanting him to share my energy, I franticly reached for Clint’s swollen cock. As soon as I got my hands on it, I …

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The Rest room

Part-3-of-3

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Wanting him to share my energy, I franticly reached for Clint’s swollen cock. As soon as I got my hands on it I put it in my mouth and sucked on it as hard as I could. His pre-cum was starting to ooze, so I backed off and I licked up every drop. Between the three of us, moans and groans and sighs filled the room.

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Dawn took a break long enough to tell me how good I tasted and smelled and that it made her horny to watch me suck Clint’s cock while she was eating me out. Then she merrily went back to her job of overwhelming me with her talented tongue and fantastic technique. I asked her if she wanted me to tell her when I was cumming and without taking her tongue off my clit, she nodded her head. Then it seemed like only a seconds that I was yelling, “Ooooooh, I’m cumming, oh god, I’m cumming.” As I pitched and bucked on the bed, Dawn kept her head between my legs and her tongue dancing over my pussy as she skillfully caught every last bit from my sweet nectar.

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Dawn sat up on her knees and asked Todd if he wanted to taste. Todd said yes and started to move to go down on me. When I caught him and tongued him hard. “Oops,” Dawn said sensing Todd’s surprise.

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“You don’t mind do you dear?” she asked me.

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“Not at all I said with a smile, as she kissed him again and he licked her lips to get all of my cum into his mouth.

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Breaking their kiss, Dawn asked, “What do you think of Clint’s cock?”

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I smiled, “It beats the hell out of my husband’s. I love him, but he’s not very big, and to be honest sex with him is kind of boring at times. I have been so horny lately for a good pussy licking. But there is one big problem, my husband, bless his heart, licks pussy like a turtle. He barely pokes his tongue out and tiny little slow strokes of his tongue on my pussy. As you can see, I am clean; I shave and have a great pussy. And even you have complimented me and think it tastes pretty good. I have tried to teach him but it just doesn't sink in.” Dawn was stunned that I would talk about my husband like that but Clint seemed pleased with himself.

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”You want to help me suck him off?” Dawn asked. My eyes lit up with lust and we both shameless went after Clint’s rock hard cock. Excitedly we started taking turns licking and sucking his cock and his hairy man balls. To tease him, every time we thought he was close to cumming, we’d back off. We both wanted to get fucked that night, so we weren’t about to let him get out of his end of the bargain.

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After about 20-minutes Clint said he was ready to fuck, when I hesitated, he quickly pushed me down on the bed. Then while Dawn held my wrists, Clint pulled my legs apart. With my ankles on his shoulders, he lowered himself down, laid the head of his cock against my lips, and then slowly slid all 9-inches into my wet throbbing slit. “Ooooh, you feel so good I whispered.” And he did. I loved the way his thick cock filled my pussy. Nothing feels any better than a cock thick enough that it pains you as it enters. I have a tight pussy, so most are painful for me but the bigger, more aggressive, the better. And I loved it; Clint was soon fucking me so hard that he took my breath away. Then to tease me, he backed off and started sliding it in and out slow and easy, making me wanting more.

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As I tossed my head from side to side in sexual frenzy, I saw that Dawn was leaning forward staring as her hand covered her crotch and her fingers were dancing in her pussy.

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“Do you like to watch?” I gasp. Looking at me through lust filled eyes, all she could do was nod.

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During a pause in Clint’s action, my hand slid over and touched her thigh, as I asked, “Do you want me to eat your pussy again?”

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“Maybe in a minute,” Dawn panted, “Right now I want to watch Clint fuck your brains out.” I laughed, but Clint took it as a direct order and started pumping himself in and out of me with a renewed vigor, getting harder and harder with each penetration. At first I was able to rock back and forth in rhythm with him as he rammed his cock into my dripping pussy. Eventually he got so fast and hard that I just grabbed the cheeks of his ass, pulling him in further, and finally I just wrapped my legs around his waist and hung on as he did his best, to fuck me into submission.

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When I looked over at Dawn, she was still fingering herself. When she saw that I was about to cum, she fell toward me and took my breast in her mouth. Reaching out, I ran my fingers through the little turf of curly black pubic hair, then screamed, as I cummed all over Clint’s ramming cock. When he finished cumming he pulled out. And then without a second thought Dawn took his glistening cock into her mouth and licked all my cum of his cock. To my surprise, he was still as hard as a rock. With a giggle, Dawn licked all up and down his shaft and then deep throated him a couple of times. As her nose nestled into Clint’s pubic hair, he got a look of ecstasy on his face. Dawn couldn’t help but to smile, glad he was getting to live out this fantasy. I could tell that she was really enjoying herself too.

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When Dawn was through cleaning him up, she leaned over and kissed me with her cum coated lips. As our tongues danced in each other’s mouths, Clint stroked her pussy and asked, “Are you ready for some more cock?” I was enjoying kissing Dawn so I looked at him and shook my head, “No.” Not one to take no for an answer, Clint casually grabbed my hair and shoved me down on my back and held me down while Dawn jumped off the bed. When she returned, she grabbed my wrists and bound my wrists to the bedstead. Once Dawn was finished, Clint possessively grabbed my ankles, spread my legs and forcefully lunged forward driving his stiff cock between my lips and into my wet pussy. I fought him at first, but then I felt it as Clint rammed his whole cock in me. I gasped and then moaned like a banshee, as I threw my legs around him. Next thing I know my hips are going 90 MPH and I’m meeting him half way and matching him stroke for stroke. As I rode him as hard as he rode me, Dawn watched. And then she attacked my breasts with her hands and mouth.

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When my head turned in her direction, she laughingly asked, “Feels good doesn’t it?”

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I was so caught up in the lust, that, “Uuuuum” was all I could utter. Then as Dawn went back to working my breasts, Clint gradually fucked me faster and faster, and soon I was groaning and sometimes even screaming in ecstasy.

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“Are you going to cum on his cock,” purred Dawn in a husky whisper, and as she licked my ear and her hands continued to massage my breasts and pinch my nipples.

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“Yes!!!” I yelled. By the time Clint exploded into my well-fucked pussy, I climaxed so hard that I almost passed out.

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When he pulled out, Clint amazingly was still hard. Before I had a chance to take advantage of it, Dawn sat up and took his big cock into her mouth again. As I watched her deep throat Clint’s big nine-inch cock, I thought, god, she must have no gag reflex at all. It amazed me to watch her take his 9-inch cock down her throat so deep that his pubic hair tickled her nose.

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After she moved her mouth up and down his shaft a few times, Clint looked over at me and said, told her to, “Turn over, bitch.” When I was a little slow about moving, he grabbed my arm, swatted me on the naked butt 2 or 3-times and flipped me over. As he got behind me, he grabbed my hair, quickly inserted his cock and started fucking me doggy style. After a few strokes, he looked at Dawn and snapped, “get over her, I want her to eat you out.”

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Scampering across the bed, Dawn happily laid down in front of me with her legs spread wide so I could start licking her clit. As Dawn pushed my face tighter into her pussy, Clint forced his big throbbing cock back into my pussy. I shuttered, but damn did he feel good going in. As I licked and sucked on Dawn’s now swollen clit, she raised her legs into the air so I could get my tongue in at a better angle. With a little groan, I stuck my tongue deep into her pussy, tasting her sweetness as it dripped onto my tongue.

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Clint’s cock ramming in and out of my stretched pussy, he moved my face in a nice rhythm, causing Dawn to start moaning again. Raising a couple of inches, I moved back up to her clit but didn’t stay there long because almost out of nowhere I suddenly felt my pussy contracting around Clint’s big cock. I was cumming again. As my body started trembling, Dawn wiggled herself up under me so that she could suck on my erect nipples as my bouncing breasts smacked her in the face.

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Clint usually eases up when he knows a girl is cumming, but this time he just went in harder and harder. I was screaming in pure pleasure as orgasm after orgasm, vibrated through my body.

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As I was catching my breath, Dawn pushed me out of the way so that she could take my place. Grabbing her hips so tight that he left bruises on her hips, Clint entered her roughly from behind. When his crotch bumped her firm butt, hunched forward and started fucking her from behind as hard as he could. She tried her best to go down on me, but he was ramming into her so hard it was all she could do to stay on her knees, much less put and keep her tongue in my pussy.

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I moved to her side and reached between them so I could rub and pinch her nipples. Reaching down with the other hand, I let my fingers glide gently over his balls. Gently cupping them, I nipped his ear, and started telling him to fuck her over and over again until I was finally yelling, “Fuck her Clint! Fuck the bitch harder! Fuck her deeper and fuck that pussy harder baby!”

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Dawn let out a yell, orgasmed so hard that she collapsed on the bed. Hot and sweaty as I was, I knew if I was tired with me being used to Clint, that Dawn must be exhausted.

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Seeing that Clint was still hard and hurting, I turned to Dawn, and, “We gotta help him cum.” Glancing at his erection, she eagerly shook her head in agreement. For the second time that night, Dawn and I joined forces and both took his cock into our mouths. Taking turns sucking him and licking his balls and helping to jack him off. We worked him over for several minutes until finally Clint stared to groan, softly at first and then louder and louder. Ignoring his pleas, we continued to lick and suck until finally Clint almost screamed that he was cumming. We both were on our knees so we just sat back waiting for the explosion to rain down on us.

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As we watched, Clint was jacking his cock so fast that his hand was a blur. Within seconds his balls exploded, showering Dawn and my breasts with gobs of cum. When his balls were empty and Clint was finished cumming, he fell down to the pillows. I thought everything was through, that is until Dawn and I looked at each other. And then we fell up on each other and started licking each other’s breasts clean of his hot sticky cum. As Clint watched his eyes grew wide with pleasure and surprise.

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When Dawn and I felt like we’d swallowed every bit of Clint’s cum that we’d be able to coax out of his balls, we collapsed exhaustedly on either side of him. Putting his arms around us, he kissed first one then the other. With a low sigh, Dawn reached over and turned out the light. Then the three of us laid there in one big sweaty cum-soaked pile with arms and legs wrapped around one another, all of us exhausted, but all of us wondering what the morning held in store for us.

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