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Curtis
Part-1-of-5
We meet
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I first met Curtis when I was 16 and was out with a friend at a club in Harker Heights called Cody's. It was a Country and western club, but also played a mixture of music. My friends were always older than me and thought I was cool so they usually took me out with them whenever I could go. This particular night it was just Donna and I. I had a fake ID and even though I was only 16, I was able to pass for 18 and get in.
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When I was out with Donna, she always made sure that I could drink. We would have a couple of drinks while we were getting ready at her house, so usually I already had a little buzz by the time we would arrive at the club. As soon as we’d get to the club, Donna would buy a drink and headed for the bathroom. I would be waiting for her in a stall to down whatever she brought me. We also would drink on our way out.
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Donna was 8-years older than me and divorced with 2 kids. We met because I used to baby-sit her nephews and then when she moved to town, her kids. We really hit it off and became fast friends. Since she was new in town and didn’t know anyone her own ago so we started doing things together. We always had fun together with or without her kids, so even though there was an age difference we kept socializing together.
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This particular night there was a guy at the bar that I had seen before but never talked to. He was about 6-feet tall, 180, blue eyes, blonde hair and had the best looking butt that I’ d ever seen in a pair of wranglers, not to mention his cowboy hat and mustache. One look and I decided that this was the night that I was going to approach him and ask him to dance.
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And, with alcohol feeding my bravery I did just that. When I walked up to him he was casually leaning against the bar by himself sipping his beer. Walking up to him I said, "Hey...you ‘wanna’ dance?" With a smiled, he placed his beer on the bar, grabbed my hand, and without saying a word led me towards the dance floor. When we stepped out onto the dance floor, it was like we had been dancing together for years. The whole time he said nothing and I'm thinking, “OK, he can dance but he needs help with his people skills.” Finally the song ended and he leaded me off the dance floor and back to his little spot at the bar. Then he tells me thanks and proceeds to pick up his beer and continue to drink.
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Feeling ignored, I walked off thinking, “Boy what an ass.” Returning to the opposite end of the bar where Donna was sitting, I tell her what a jerk he was. Donna just laughed, the laugh of someone who knew. You see she’d been in an abusive relationship so she trusted no one. She thought all guys were jerks, but just couldn't live without them.
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As we sat there talking she would let me know when he was looking at me from across the bar, or when he was dancing with someone else. But I was so angry that I never let myself look his direction. If he wanted to dance with me again then he would have to make the first move.
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And finally he did. It was around midnight when Donna informed me that the Jerk was on his way over. I made sure that we were talking about something when Curtis finally stopped beside me. He stood there for a few minutes, then smiled at Donna and introduced himself to her. When she held out her hand he bent over and kissed it. She had gotten more from him just sitting there than I did while dancing.
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He finally laughed and asked me if I was going to sulk all night or if I was going to dance again with him. I turned to give him a piece of my mind but when looked up into his eyes and couldn't resist, I decided to dance.
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For the rest of the night we danced and talked, completely ignoring Donna. But, thank goodness, she’d found someone to dance with, so she didn't mind.
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Curtis knew that I was young, but almost choked on his beer when I told him the truth that I was only 16. You see he was 34, and he just couldn't get over the fact that I was only 16. He referred to me as ‘jail-bait’ and said, “That settled things. We may be able to be friends but no more.” we could be friends and dance, but we could never see or do anything together outside the club.
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He also told me that he lived with someone and was usually faithful to her. He was there alone because they were just different. She didn't enjoy the bar scene but didn't mind if he went. She understood that he loved to dance and since she thought that was all he was doing, she had no problem with it. I was disappointed, but understood his position. Understood perhaps but didn’t accept. So began my quest to make him forget that we could be nothing more than friends.
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A month later, Donna and I drove to Curtis's place of employment and I left a rubber duck on his truck with a note that said, “I’m thinking of you.“ Well, what I didn't bargain on was Nan, his girlfriend being with him. Later he told me about her athletic fete of jumping across the hood to take the note from his windshield, before he could reach it. Curtis said that it really was a funny sight to see, a grown woman in heels and a formal dress jumping across his hood. He said that he tried not to laugh, so as not to excite her any more than I had already done.
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After that I became "Ducky", thanks to Nan.
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Curtis and I continued to play this game of cat and mouse for the next several months. When I was at the club we would always dance, and I was always trying to cop a feel, sometimes with success and sometimes not. During our many conversations I found out that he had a weakness for Red, as in panties, bras and lingerie. So to give me something new to fight with, I went out and bought a red lace camisole with matching panties.
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So the first weekend after I made my purchase I wore them to the club and was fully prepared to use it against him...literally.
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Donna and I laughed while we were getting ready to go out. She knew what I was trying to do and thought I was crazy to be so determined to get him. She agreed that he was good looking, but she thought I could have more success looking elsewhere. But despite what Donna said I wasn't giving up without a fight.
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At first when we got to the club I didn't spot him and was feeling disappointed because I wore my pretty new red lingerie for nothing. Then I felt someone walk up behind me and lean down to whisper something in my ear. And that is when he saw what I was wearing. Instead of saying whatever it was that he intended say, he uttered some curse, then turned abruptly and strode away with out saying a word.
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His actions were so confusing that at first I didn't know whether to follow or just wait for him to calm down. From his reaction I thought he was pissed. Finally, I thought what the Hell and walked up to the bar, straight to where he was sitting. The way that he was sitting on the stool with his legs slightly parted, was all the invitation that I needed. I walked right between his open legs and pressed myself against him.
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The first words out of his mouth were to ask, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” With a laugh, I told him that, “I was thinking of you when I bought it.” I had it on under a blue western shirt that I had unbuttoned halfway down. When I caught him sneaking another peek, I told him that, “I also have matching panties, but since I didn't wear panties under my jeans, they were still at home.” When Curtis groaned, I laughed. It was then that I knew that sooner or later Curtis would be mine.
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That night we danced only with each other and rubbed and felt each other all we could out on the dance floor. I even got a goodnight kiss.
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Time progress and Curtis and I have now known each other for 7-months. I have even met Nan and spent the night at their house. Which since I considered myself the other woman was really strange.
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Curtis was the technical director at a civic center and was responsible for lining up workers when productions came to town. One night he asked Donna and me if we wanted to earn some extra money, doing something totally different and fun. We both laughed and said, “Sure, why not?” Curtis told us that we would be working really hard and with a lot of other people. It would be a long day, but fun in the end.
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He said that because we would be working on Friday night before the Saturday night production and it would be late when we finished that we could stay at his house so we could get a little more sleep before we had to be there Saturday morning. I was excited but apprehensive until he said that Nan told him to ask us. During this whole time I would call him occasionally to see if he was going dancing and usually Nan would answer the phone. She knew how old I was, so thought because of my age she didn't have anything to worry about between us. She felt safe that Curtis and I were just friends.
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Curtis was right; we’d never worked as hard as we did those two days. But he was also right; it was a lot of fun. I’d never been to a live production like that, much less help set one up and then break it back down.
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The night at his house was uneventful. We all ate together and then took turns taking showers. While Nan was in their bathroom in their bedroom, I headed toward the guest bathroom in the hall. When I caught a glimpse of Curtis watching me from his bedroom, I just smiled sweetly as I stepped in and shut the door.
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Another couple of months passed and I was getting bolder and bolder. A couple of times I just came right out and told him that he might as well take me home because sooner or later it was going to happen. All I got in response was a laugh. We continued to dance and talk each time we were both at the club and I continued to call him.
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One day while we were on the phone he started laughing and I asked him what was going on. He said that Nan had just come out of the bathroom in her rob and flashed him. I too laughed because she was trying desperately to distract him from his conversation with me. Before we hung up I told him that I had a new red lace bra and that I would have it on later that night at the club. He groaned when I told him that if he were a good boy I would let him see it.
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That night at the club when he was sneaking peeks at my new bra, I felt things started to shift between us. I could see and feel his wall crumbling. And when it finally did come tumbling down I was going to be there ready to take full advantage of it. And it did just that a few months later.
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Curtis
Part-2-of-5
My birthday
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For my 17th birthday Donna was taking me out to celebrate. I told my parents that I was spending the weekend at her house. They knew that I babysat for her and they liked her they had no objections.
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That night I told Donna that this was the night; I was going to get Curtis to take me home with him. I had talked to him earlier in the week and knew that Nan was going to be out of town on business and wouldn't be back until sometime the next week. I also had set it up for him to be out there by telling him that a celebration wouldn't be the same without someone to dance with.
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I took extra time getting ready and made sure that I wore the red lace see thru camisole, a new purchase for myself, under my shirt, and that my shirt was unbuttoned far enough so that Curtis could catch a glimpse of it. I always got ready at Donna’s house. I would shower at my house and then take my clothes and makeup to her house to do my hair, makeup and get dressed. It was just we girls and we were comfortable enough with each other that I was usually only in bra and shorts. Donna was very small breasted and usually didn't wear a bra so for the most part she would get ready just wearing panties. I hated wearing panties under my jeans, so when I’d get dress I’d always pull my shorts off and pull my jeans on over my naked body We drank and laughed the whole time that we were getting ready about what I was going to do and she said that she would help all she could.
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When Donna and I got to the bar around 9:00, I already had a buzz going from all the drinking that we did getting ready and on our way to the bar. When we walked in, Curtis was at his usual spot at the bar and not surprising there was a girl standing next to him talking to him. That I did not like so I walked straight to him, boldly slid between his legs and kissed him. Then I looked at the girl and said, “Hi.” She looks me over, said, “hello.” Then turned and walked away. With a laugh Curtis asked, “What the hall was that for?”
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“Because, for tonight,” I answered, “You’re mine and no one is going to dance with you but me.’ He laughed as he took my hand and led me out onto the dance floor. We danced the next set without taking a break and worked up a pretty good sweat. Donna had requested a really slow song and dedicated it to me for my birthday, which everyone thought was my 19th, according to my fake ID.
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At the end of that song Curtis again took my hand and led me back to his bar stool and pulled me between his legs and kissed me. But this time a really kiss, and then said, "I'm in trouble, but I think you already knew that, didn't you"? I just smiled and unbuttoned my shirt one more button until I was sure that I had his full attention. When in frustration, he mumbled some curse under his breath, I laughed.
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As the night went on I asked him if he had any plans for the next day. He said, “ no, why are you asking?” I just smiled and again said nothing.
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At the end of the night as he was walking me out to Donna's car, which I made sure was parked next to his truck, I told him, “You might as well face it, you’re taking me home with him.” He tried to mount a good defense about why he couldn't but I told him, “Think of all the reasons that you want why you can’t take me home. It won’t do you any good, you’re taking me anyway.” He laughed and when we got to Donna's car instead of opening her door, he opened his truck door and told me to, “Get in.”
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When Donna quit laughing, Curtis told her that he would bring me back to her house later. I told her not to worry that it wouldn’t be until morning. As we drove out of the parking lot Curtis said, “This has to be the stupidest thing that I’ve ever done.” And then he made me show him my real drivers license. He just wanted to be sure that I still wasn’t lying about my age.
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As we drove from Harker Heights to Temple we talked about nothing and everything. He told me that he had been married before and that was enough, he would never marry again. He told me also that Nan understood that and gave him his freedom and that he loved her for that. He said that he had only been unfaithful to her once before. He must have been feeling guilty because he told me that since she wasn’t pressuring him to marry she deserved better and that he’d vowed that it would never happen again. As he was talking I was casually rubbing his leg and the inside of his thigh. As he pushed my hand away, he told me, “You’d better quit or we might not make it to my house.”
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When we pulled into his driveway Curtis asked me, “Are you sure? It’s not too late to change my mind>“ I let him know how sure I was and that this is what I wanted by kissing him. We got out of the pickup, walked up the steps, and he unlocked the door. He bolted the door behind us, and we walked into the kitchen. He nervously got himself a drink of water and then asked me if I needed anything.
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Here was my chance, I boldly looked him in the eye and said "Only you naked and in me.” I thought he was going to choke on his water. Once he got his breath, Curtis said that there was no need to hurry or rush, we had all night. And since this would be the only night, he was going to take his time and do it right. After putting his glass in the sink, Curtis walked over, took my hand and led me down the hall to the bedroom.
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Curtis led me straight to the bed and he began to slowly undress me. When he had my blouse off and my jeans down to my thighs, Curtis me back onto his bed and removed my boots. Even though I usually didn't like to wear them with jeans, that night I wore my new red panties. Once I was naked except for the red camisole and mew panties, Curtis lay down beside me on the bed beside me. He was so close that I almost lost it. Then his arms snaked around my neck and held his strong body against mine. Then he slowly kissed me. When he kissed me again it was on my eyelids instead of my lips. Then he sensuously worked his way down my body, to my breasts and took one of my nipples in his mouth. He ran his hands sensuously up my slim frame and cupped my breasts and gently squeezed them as he continued to suck my energized nipples.
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I pulled him closer and told him to suck harder. He was happy to comply and at the same time he placed his hand on my crotch and teased my clit with his finger.
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I finally broke free of his embrace I literally ripped his shirt off. After I got his boots 0ff, I tried to unbuckle his belt. He finally started laughing and began to help. I told him that if he didn't shut up and fuck me right now that I might go crazy. He said that he thought that I already was.
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After his underwear was off I noticed that he looked different. He told me that he wasn't circumcised. I’d never been with someone uncut before. He said that it just made him more sensitive to touch. Naturally I just had to find out for myself. I leaned down and flicked its little pee hole slit with my tongue. I guess his cock was a ‘grower’ instead of a ‘shower’, because it was rapidly growing in size. Then I pulled his foreskin back and ran my tongue around the base of its head where it joined the shaft. As I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, I noticed that it had huge rope like veins running up and down it’s length. When I moved up and put it into my mouth all he could do was groan.
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Pulling me away from his cock, he playfully takes off my red panties. Now my love mound is staring at him in all its naked glory. He fingers me a little bit. Then he stuck his tongue into my snatch to remind me how he got me soaking wet the last time. Now it was him that became impatient with me. The next thing I knew he flipped me over, I was on my back, legs parted, him between them. Grabbing me firmly by the hips, he rears back and drills her pussy. I’m so wet that almost immediately he’s hitting deep inside me. I feel him mount higher on my ass and really start to fuck me. As he’s roughly stroking in and out of me, he moans that he just couldn't wait any longer. Then there was no more talking just the in and out motion as I met him stroke for stroke. Then he grinds against my naked ass as he cums deep in my pussy.
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As soon as he stops cumming, he apologized for being so rough, and he promised that the next time we’d go slower. He seems harder than usual when he mounts me this time. He’s still going so fast that I guess this is another quickie. I hate ‘quickies,’ I’m always still horny afterwards. It didn't take long before we both cummed, quick and hard. Curtis said he felt like a kid, not being able to control himself and hold himself in check to make it longer. I told him not to worry that we had the rest of the night for him to prove how much of a man he was. Then we both laughed.
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I don’t let him finish up so fast this time. We fucked ourselves silly for about fifteen minutes, then we both cummed almost together. My orgasm was so intense that it hurt. God, I love fucking Curtis.
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We were so sated with sex that I slumped lifelessly against him. It was so nice the way he caressed his hand up my back and into my soft tangled hair. With a sigh I wrapped myself in his strong arms. I remember thinking as I drifted off sleep, how glad I was that I’d seduced Curtis and how wonderful our evening had been.
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Curtis
Part-3-of-5
Once again
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The next when we awakened, it was with bittersweet memories that we dressed and Curtis prepared to take me back to Donna's place. When he dropped me off, he said, “I’m older than you and I should have known better than to spend the night with you. Not only did I deserve better, but now I’ll also have to think of this every time we’re both at the bar and our eyes met.”
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Over the next several months Curtis and I continued to dance and talk. I knew that nothing could come of our time together, but I loved dancing with him. He was a really good dancer and something to look at. I dated other guys in between, but never took anyone with me when I knew that Curtis would be at the bar.
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Shortly after he and Nan bought a new house in Belton. One night at the bar I said that I wanted to see the new house. Nan was out of town again on business so he impulsively invited me over the next evening. We decided to skip the bar altogether and just stay in. This time I drove my truck over. Like before, I wore a new piece of Red lingerie under my jeans and shirt. And like before, I had my shirt unbuttoned down to my navel, a fact that wasn’t lost on Curtis while he was giving me the grand tour.
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When the tour ended in the bedroom, I did a cute little strip tease for Curtis. By the time I was down to my red lace panties and red camisole, we were both hot and ready. We had plenty of time so Curtis started slow and took his time. When Curtis grabbed me we tumbled onto the bed in each other’s arms. For a few minutes we wrestled around like a couple of teenagers. Then I pushed him over onto his back and prepared to mount him. As I straddled him, I guided his cock into my still wet pussy. As I lowered myself, his cock sunk all the way inside. When I started bouncing up and down, pumping his cock in and out of me, it felt so good that all I could do was whimper. When I cummed I wasn’t sure if I was going to cry, scream, faint, or all three. My juices covered his plunging member and drenched his balls.
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He grabbed my breasts and pinched my nipples he blasted his cum deep inside me. When my orgasm ebbed I went limp and slumped over his chest as he spewed his remanding gunk into me and I savored the final sensations. “Oh god, that was good,” I cooed, as I envisioned the last drops of cum trailing along the walls of my pussy as his cock shrank and slowly slipped out of my pussy. Once it was over, I kissed him on the neck and whispered, “You really know how to fuck.”
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Once we caught our breath, I started teasing Curtis so much that he chased me through the house naked and caught up with me in the living room. He grabbed my wrist and pulled to him for a kiss. Before he realized what I was doing, I pushed Curtis into an easy chair and climbed into his lap and planted my lips on his. His lips instinctively responded and he kissed me back. Our tongues soon met and our hands started roaming over each other’s bodies.
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After a few minutes of heavy petting our mood was hot and sexy. It wasn’t long until my hand slid down and found his throbbing cock. I amplified his lust by using my hands. When he returned the favor things started getting out of hand, my head spinning with desire. It was all so kinky considering the location. I kissed his neck and tickled his ear with my tongue. When he did the same to me, it drove me crazy.
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Our tongues were still fighting and our hands were dancing over each other’s intimate parts. My eyes squinted shut my body shivered as his fingers teased my naked thighs. Pushing his exploration further, his fingers met my puff lips and at the same time his mouth covered mine. I knew then how much that I wanted him, and the look in his eyes told me that he wanted me too. Looking down I slowly guided the tip of his dick into my moist pussy.
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He wanted to show me just how much of a tease he could also be so only the tip of his cock slid ever so slowly in and out of me. His hands were still playing with my nipples when I moved up his body for a kiss. This caused his cock to enter me completely. I moaned as I felt him pierce my depth. Our bodies were already sweaty but we could have cared less, we were giving in to our wildest desire. His lips were on my nipples, and his hands were on the cheeks of my ass, pushing himself deeper inside me with each thrust of her hips.
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When he began thrusting faster and harder, I could feel my muscles contracting around his cock. My contracting pussy took him over the edge and he started shooting his load deep inside me. A few more thrusts and I collapsed against his chest.
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Curtis
Part-4-of-5
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When we finished in the living room we headed for the kitchen to slake our thirst. Once our thirst was quenched we headed back to Curtis bedroom. As we were passing through the dining room, Curtis tried to put his arm around me. With a giggle I ducked under his arm and took off around their new dinning room table. As I scurried away Curtis popped me on my naked butt with the palm of his hand and gave chase. Amid laughs and giggles Curtis managed to smack me on the ass a couple of more times as we made two circuits around the table. When I felt his breath on the back of my neck, I pulled out one of the chairs to slowly him down. But pulling the chair in the aisle backfires on me. As I make my second lap, the chair slows me down enough that he’s able to grab my hair.
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Suddenly instead of running, Curtis and I are wrestling. As we thrash around his hand moves from my hair to my wrist. I can feel the dinning room table against my back as I continue to struggle, but Curtis is too strong. Almost effortlessly he pulls my arms behind my back and pins them there, then suddenly we’re kissing. Suddenly, Curtis reached behind me and raked everything, salt and peppershakers, sugar bowl, the works, off the table. Then his lips still pressed to mine Curtis pushes me back and I find myself with my naked butt on the edge of the table. Forcing my legs apart, Curtis placed the head of his cock against the luscious pink lips of my pussy. I couldn’t help moaning as he spread my insides open and slowly eased forward until the head of his cock was inside me.
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I was so excited that I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him forward, taking him all inside me. Bracing his legs, Curtis commenced pumping his cock in and out of my pussy. He was pumping so hard that my bare ass was smacking harder and harder against the tabletop with each thrust. Leaning back I felt my breasts seem to swell as delight as Curtis roughly caressing them. As he continued to pump in and out of her, he leaned forward and sent electric shocks through my body by biting my erect nipples.
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His cock exploded the same time as my own climax. My juices sprayed forth as I orgasmed with a greater intensity than I’d ever experienced before. Ropes of Curtis’s thick white cream were injected into me, mixing with my juices.
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As we were catching our breath Curtis said, “Nan would die if she knew what we’d just done on her new dining room table.” Then with a laugh he added, “Especially since we did it in her spot. “
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From there we continue on into the kitchen. Going to the refrigerator, Curtis got us both a bottle of daSani water. When I finished and moved over to set my empty on the kitchen counter, I sensed Curtis move up behind me. When I went to look over my shoulder, Curtis grabbed my hair and bent me face first over the counter. With one handed still wrapped in my hair, he gave me two or three hard swats on my naked ass with the other. My now red ass cheeks were burning as he pushed my legs apart as wide as my hips would allow. With no foreplay, I felt him ram his dick balls deep into my pussy. Soon I was almost screaming in pleasure as he rammed his cock faster and faster into my pussy. The harder he fuck the more turned on I was and the louder I screamed. It was a viscously long and merciless cycle and I loved it.
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By now we both felt like a shower so we headed for the bathroom in the master bedroom. Because I was company Curtis was nice enough to give me first crack at the shower. After I adjusted the water pressure and temperature I stepped under the spray and let the hot water work the kinks out of my sore muscles.
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Curtis
Part-5-of-5
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While I lathered up with shampoo that was running down over my closed eyelids, I heard the shower door slide open. Shyly, I continued running my fingers through my hair, as I stood there with my eyes shut. I was young and naïve with limited sexual experience, so despite the fact that we’d just had wild kinky sex I was still embarrassed when Curtis joined me in the shower. So embarrassed that rather that look him in the face I demurely cast my eyes down. This meant that when he moved near me I was staring at his crotch, or more specific at his uncut cock. Closing my eyes, I leaned my head back and let the needles of water wash the suds from my face. As I opened my eyes again they were still down cast towards his crotch. This whole uncircumcised thing was still so new to me and even semi-erect was so different than the cocks that I was use to that I timidly reached out and touched it. I giggled when it twitch with a life of its own when I touched it.
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Then I boldly took it in my hand so I could examine it better. I was mesmerized as I stood under the spray and holding Curtis’s uncut dick in my hand. I couldn’t believe how much fun it was to move his foreskin back and expose the big head of his dick. The head was so swollen with blood that it was almost purple. It looked like a plum perched on the end of his shaft. It was so damn cute that I just had to kiss it. From there it was just a matter of lowering myself to my knees and opening my lips to take it further into n my warm mouth.
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Smiling devilishly, I licked Curtis’s swollen knob as I massaged his big hairy balls. I languidly swirled my tongue around his cockhead. “Ah, shit that feels good!” groaned Curtis when his pre-cum came oozing out, and I massaged it into his throbbing shaft with my tongue. Pushing his prick back against his belly, I lowered my face and spit-shinned his balls. When I went back to mischievously sucking his eyes were closed. Grinning excitedly, I made a tight ring with my lips and began bobbing my head his shaft. As his cock moved in and out of my mouth, its head repeatedly bumping the back of my throat. As I felt his climax approaching I started sucking faster.
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My juices oozed down my thighs as I moaned around his cock as Curtis gripped my head and fucked my mouth. “I’m cumming,” he warned. At the last moment, I pulled back until only his knob was in my mouth. Then his cock quivered as his balls unloaded his load down my throat.
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I felt the steaming needles of water beating down on my back as Curtis still gasping for breath pulled me to my feet, and tipping my head back for a kiss. His tongue darted inside my mouth as he hugged me against his chest. Grabbing my ass, he pulled me closer until we were grinding against each other. Then he gently slid his hand between my legs and I felt his fingers caress my sensitive lips. He was so good with his hands that without thinking I stuck my crotch out to give better access.
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Pushing me back against the wall, Curtis continued to kiss me wildly. As Curtis braced his legs to take my weight, I wrapped my legs around his waist and rubbed my crotch wantonly against his body. He was already sporting a huge erection when he grabbed my breasts and squeezed them. When I started tickling his earlobe with my tongue, he placed the tip of his dick between my pussy lips rammed inside me. With a gasp I put my arms around his neck to keep from falling.
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I was pressed against the wall with my legs around Curtis’s waist and my arms around his neck and he was fiercely plunging in and out of me. Soon he was fucking me at an ever-increasing rate and was stabbing as deep as possible with each massive thrust. He continued to fuck me as I hung there in mid air, and I loved it. The angle was allowing him to hit my clit with each in ward stroke. He was fucking me senseless. As my body shivered in orgasm I was whispering in his ear not to stop. Altering his speed and the position of his legs to insure that his cock was reaching as deep as possible he continued to thrust. I was screaming out his name as he jammed his cock deeper and deeper.
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Curtis was so turned on that a few more strokes and he was shooting his load deep inside my hot wet pussy.
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I was still so damn horny that I don't argue when Curtis led me back to his bedroom. When we lay back down on the bed we were fresh and relaxed from our shower. We both knew that this would be our last time together without saying a word to each other. So the last time we did it we took it slow, memorizing each others bodies and making it last as long as possible.
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After a short rest, Curtis turned me over on my stomach and starting with my temples, massaged his way down my neck, to my shoulders, and down to my back. By the time he finished with my back rub I was so relaxed that I was dozing. Then as he told me what a nice firm shapely butt I have he caressed, kissed, and nibbled it until I can't hold still. All I could do was moan when he licked and kissed the crease where my butt and my legs join.
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When I was both limp as a dishrag and so aroused that I was about to bounce off the bed, he flipped me over and devote the same attention to my pussy that he’d shown my back and butt. He was very good with his hands. He almost drove crazy caressing my pretty pink pussy lips and a swollen clit. After he got me off with his fingers he moved down and used his mouth. He tongued my clit as I gyrated my hips my juices coating his face. Then I closed my eyes and shivered as a raging climax tore through my body.
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Rising to my knees, I started kissing my way down his Curtis’s chest, circling my tongue around his nipples. When my face was an inch from his rock hard cock, I started giving it little flicks of my tongue as I fondled his balls. Then looking him straight in the eye, I opened my mouth and took his erect dick into my mouth. Swallowing it whole, I felt the head press hard against the back of my throat. Pressing my lips tight around the base and I started bobbing my head up as down as I sucked. When he was on the verge of climaxing, I quickly wrapped my fingers around his cock. It only took a few strokes for him to explode all over my face. To his delight, I sucked and licked him clean.
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Curtis penetrated my hot juicy pussy from behind, and began to move in and out. All I could feel was his hands on my hips and my hot pussy squeezing around his hard-driving cock. He pulled out for a second to taunt me, and then he slipped it back into me with an easy plunge. Our bodies seemed to be a perfect fit. His cock was hitting my g-spot with almost every thrust as he plunged in and out of my pussy.
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My body trembled and I was almost howling as my orgasm hit. Hunching back I ground my crotch against the base of Curtis’s cock. Then I started working my hips, vigorously moving my pussy up and down his shaft. Soon I could feel Curtis’s cock spasm as his balls unloaded and he filled me to overflow with his juices. I could feel our combined juices oozing out and coating his cock. We were both sticky again. By the time we caught our breath Curtis and I were both so drenched in sweat and our combined juices that we headed back to the shower to rinse off. When we were both inside we lathered ourselves up. The silkiness all over us felt so good as we rubbed up against each other.
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As we toweled dry we moved back into Curtis’s bed and collapsed into each other’s arms and were almost instantly asleep.
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When I left the next morning Curtis and I kissed and said a melancholy goodbye. We knew that we would still see each other at the bar and that we’d still dance with each other, but nothing else.
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After that night whenever Curtis and I would see each other at the bar, even if I were with a date, we would always dance at least once and laugh about the things we had done to each other that one magical night.
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After I became engaged I introduced Curtis to my fiancé and he laughed. He couldn't believe that I was getting married. After his bad experience with his marriage, Curtis thought all marriages were a farce and no longer believed in the concept. He wished me nothing but the best, but he hated to see me make the same mistake that he did.
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The last time that I saw Curtis, him told me that if I ever needed anything, even if it was just someone to talk to, that he would always be there for me. He said that I knew where he lived.
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I laughed and said, “ yes...I know where you live.”
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The end
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