Nervous Anticipation

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I am in lust with a man I haven’t even met yet. I have talked to him online, and on the phone, but never in person. Today is going to change all that.

I stand here, outside the hotel, trying to peer into the lobby to see if I can see him in there. The blood is pounding in my ears, as I think of our talks. This man, who has made me cum time and again with his soft-spoken commands, is right inside those doors. My heart is telling me to move closer, to open that door, and meet the object of my desire. My head is telling me to turn, and run. “What if he’s disappointed when he sees you” my brain cries, and “What if he’s not in there, what if he regrets the idea of meeting, and didn’t come?”

I decide to chance the fates, and start toward the door. My legs wobbling, my heart races, my eyes search, and my hands shake uncontrollably, as I reach for the handle. I slowly move through the door, and I scan the people sitting in the lobby. My eyes search for those eyes, the ones that had become so familiar through pictures, and yet, I’m unable to connect with them. My mood begins to sink, as I don’t find him there waiting for me. My head drops in defeat and disappointment until I feel a faint warm breath on the back of my neck, and hear the words “I am pleased you decided against running away” being whispered in my ear. It was THAT voice, the one that always made me wet. He was here!! He did want me!!

Suddenly my legs could no longer hold me upright. I slouch back into him, and his arms came around my body, to steady me. He turns me to face him, his finger under my chin, raising my eyes to meet his. The first gaze of my eyes into his, sealed all the feelings I had inside since the first day I talked to him. He could see my disbelief that he was actually here, as he takes my hand, and brings it up to his face. I use my fingertips to trace the facial features that I had dreamt about so many times. His beautiful brown eyes, his nose, his neatly trimmed goatee, and finally his lips. He parts his lips, just a bit, and gently sucks one of my fingertips into his mouth. A wave of hunger surges through my body. I shiver, even though my blood is boiling with need. He takes my finger from his mouth, and his lips form a confident smirk, as he knows what he is doing to me.

He takes me by the hand, and leads me to the elevator. I’m sure everyone waiting for the elevator can smell my wetness, as I look down at the carpet in embarrassment. He squeezes my hand to reassure me, and I look around to find that no one seems to be aware of the turmoil that my body is in. We enter the elevator, and he places himself directly behind me, pressing against me, so I can feel the hardness forming in his pants. He shifts his position so that his cock is rubbing against my ass, and a heavy sigh escapes my lips. The gentleman next to me looks at me out of the corner of his eye, and a hot flush spreads across my cheeks. The elevator stops, and everyone departs but the two of us. The doors close, and he turns me around in his arms, pulling me tightly against his body. I can feel his cock seeking out my pussy, only the thin material of our clothes separating us. He reaches over and pushes the stop button, and the elevator stops between floors. He turns his attention back to me, and lowers his lips to mine, his tongue tracing my lips before pressing for entrance into my mouth. My knees are getting weak, and I can’t help but lean further into him. Our tongues meet in a furious dance, and I can’t comprehend anything around me, but he and I. He pulls back, and starts the elevator once again, leaving me there gasping, afraid that I may never be able to breathe again, without his lips pressed against mine.

The elevator stops, he puts his arm around my waist, more as a support than guide, and leads me to the door of the room that he has reserved for us. He opens the door, and allows me to go inside first. What I see is possibly the most beautiful, most romantic room I ever seen. There are red and white istanbul escort carnations everywhere, and I am touched that he has remembered they are my favorite. The light in the room flickers from the many candles that have been lit. In the middle of the room sits an oversized Jacuzzi, with champagne and glasses sitting next to it. He leads me over to the king sized bed, and gently lowers me onto it, before joining me.

His hands reach up, and his finger pushes a stray hair back from my face. His voice is soft, and raspy as he says to me “I am so glad to finally meet you, doll.” His use of that pet name has always sent a thrill through my body, as it did now. I start to shake, uncontrollably, and he leans over, takes me into his arms, his hands sliding up and down my back, reassuring me that nothing would be happening this night, that I have not wanted, needed, craved.

He rises from the bed, and moves to the chair across the room, and tells me huskily “It would please me for you to remove your clothes.” Another fiery blush rises to my cheeks, but I will do anything to please this wondrous man, so I stand and walk over in front of him, and slip my shirt up over my head. I’m glad that I wore my sexiest black lace bra today, as I can see the approval in his eyes as his gaze roams over my large breasts. My hands clumsily unhook my bra, and let it fall to the floor. He quietly whispers to me, “I would like to see your nipples hard, squeeze them for me.” My fingers move up to my nipples, and lightly graze over them, as I take each one between my fingers and pinch. “Pull them for me” he commands, and I follow his order. By this time, my pussy is soaking through my pants, and I see that he has noticed it also. The next words from his lips are “Put your hand between your thighs, and feel your wetness.” My hand slides down my body, to my thighs, then between. Mmmmm, my pussy needs attention so badly, and I start to gently rub.

“Now, put those fingers to your nose, and smell your excitement.” I raise my soaked fingers to my nose, and inhale my scent. It is a sweet aroma: that of pussy, and my perfume, which I always spray between my legs. “Now, taste.” My tongue reaches out, to slide lightly over my wet fingertips, and I suck each one into my mouth, relishing not only the taste of myself, but the look on his face, as he watches me. “Now, take your pants off, I wish to see the source of such sweet nectar.” My fingers wrap around the waistband of my pants, and pull them down to fall around my ankles, as my feet step out of them. I am standing before him, totally nude, totally vulnerable. “Turn around, slowly, and let me feast on the beautiful body you have unwrapped for me.” I start turning in a circle, slowly, and when I have my back to him, he says “Stop, bend over, I want to see the ass that I will be fucking later on.” My breath catches in my throat, as I slowly bend over, parting my legs to give him a better view.

“Absolutely beautiful” he whispers, as he rises from the chair. He quietly moves behind me, and runs his hands across my back, then lower, to my ass cheeks. “You have very soft skin, doll. I wonder if your pussy is just as soft.” He runs his hand between my ass cheeks, barely touching the puckered little hole hidden inside. His hand moves lower, to my pussy lips, which are leaking from my excitement. His fingers become drenched with my juices, and he drags the wetness back up to my hole, and rubs it around, slowly inserting his fingertip inside. I let out a small moan, wanting, needing more, but it is not to be. He withdraws his finger from me, and I hear him moving away. I stay bent over, as he has not told me to straighten, and he moves back to the chair.

“Crawl to me” I hear from behind me. I drop to my hands and knees, and turn around, and start toward him. I keep my eyes on the floor, and continue until I see his shoes come into view. I stop, and wait for his next instruction. “Undress avcılar escort me doll, I want to feel your hands on me.” I start with his shoes, unlacing them, pulling them off, then his socks. My hands wander a bit up his calves, before I move to his shirt. I wedge my body between his legs, and start unbuttoning his shirt, I gently pull his shirt from the waistline of his pants, and move my hands inside to his chest, pulling the shirt away from his body, off his shoulders then down his arms, to finally take it off. I gently fold the shirt, set it aside, turn back to him and move my lips up his stomach, to his nipples, taking each one in my mouth, and rolling it around my tongue. I then focus my attention on his belt. My fingers are shaking with anticipation as I pull the belt through the loops of his pants, and set it with his shirt. I have so far kept my attentions everywhere but his cock, but now, I see that it is hard, and waiting for me to expose it. I run my fingers softly over his cock still in his pants, and bend down to place a kiss where I know the tip to be. I undo the button of his pants, and slowly pull the zipper down, my eyes burning through the cloth that separates my fingers from his manhood. When his zipper is all the way down, I grab the waistband of his pants, as he leans up off the chair, and I pull them off, to fold them, and add them to the pile.

This time when I turn back to him, his cock is erect and pointing upward, and he whispers to me, “Touch me, I want to feel your hand stroking my cock.” I take his cock into my hand, and slowly move my fingers up and down his shaft. His cock is so hard and smooth in my hand, and all I want to do is take it into my mouth, and feel it slide in and out between my lips. “Taste me” are his next words to me, and I touch my tongue to the tip of his cock, swirling it around in circles, every so often coming to rest in the hole at the end, cleaning out the precum that is gathering there. His breathing is labored, as I continue my assault on his prick, moving my tongue down the shaft, to meet my fingers at the base. I run my tongue along the underside of his cock, which he had told me was very sensitive, and his cock jumps in my hand. He loosens my grip on his cock, and moves my mouth away, and I let out a disappointed sigh.

He stands, and motions for me to follow him, on my knees to the Jacuzzi, and he turns the water on, to start filling the huge tub up, adding bubble bath to it. He opens the champagne, and pours 2 glasses, handing me one, and keeping the other himself. He crouches down next to me, and brings his glass to my nipple, pouring just a few drops onto it, using his tongue to clean it off, then repeating with the other nipple. They are standing proud and hard under his gaze, wanting to feel his hot tongue on them once again. He must have known, because he looks at me and says, “There will be more of that, later; right now, I want us to wash each other, I want to touch every part of your body as I cleanse you.” We step into the tub, and he hands me a loofah sponge . I straddle his thighs, and soak the sponge in the water, before lathering it with soap. I drag the sponge across his shoulders, and down each arm. I lean further into him, so that I can scrub his back. While doing this, he reaches up, and runs his palms over my taut nipples, causing them to burn with want. “I see your nipples are greedy for my touch, doll.” All I can do is moan from the sensations his words and touch incite in me. “Is your clit as greedy, I wonder?” His hand slides down my stomach, to the V between my legs, and slides his finger across my hardened clit. “Oh yes, I think that your whole body is craving my touch” he responds as his face nears mine. His lips capture mine in a hard, wet kiss that is threatening to send me over the edge. My body is rocking back and forth across his fingers, my clit getting harder by the minute, as I push against him, causing his fingers to come in contact with my şirinevler escort pussy.

“So, you want to be fucked before our bath is done, do you?” he teases. “Oh my God, yes! I want to feel your cock pounding my pussy, please!!!” I moan. “Finish your task of washing me, and make sure that you clean my cock if you want in your cunt, or there will be no fucking for you” he tells me. I hurry to finish washing his chest, arms and legs so that I can get to his beautiful cock, which is standing at attention between our bodies. He is watching me with an amused look on his face, knowing why I am being so hasty in my cleaning. Instead of using the loofah to wash his cock, I rub the soap between my hands, sudsing them up, and place them around his erect prick. He leans back in the tub, and lets my hands wander up and down his shaft, I love stroking his cock, and my hands wander further below the water, to stroke his tight balls. They feel so full and hard beneath my fingers, and I can’t wait to feel them emptying into my cunt. “Ok, little one, that is enough, you are driving me wild with your fingers. I have to have your pussy NOW!!” He pulls me closer to him, to where my cunt is waiting right above his cock, and tells me “Impale yourself on me, and let me feel your tight pussy swallowing up my cock.” I lower myself onto him, right there in the tub… all the way. “Oh My God” I scream. He feels so good inside me, and my body takes over, pumping my pussy up and down on his rock hard cock, over and over again. My head is thrown back in ecstasy, and he brings his mouth down to my nipples to bite them, which sends me into a mind-blowing orgasm. My pussy is clutching fiercely at his cock, massaging his shaft as I cum.

He leans up and kisses me, then whispers “Move out of the tub, and we will dry off a bit, before I make that lovely ass mine.” I hurry out of the tub, with him following, and I dry him off, before myself. We move over to the bed, and he has me kneel on it. I hear a drawer being opened, and a cap being taken off… I smile, as I realize he is opening a tube of lube, and is now applying some to my asshole. My body starts twitching with anticipation, as he then applies some to his rock hard cock. He leans into me, and rubs his cock up and down my crack teasing me, making me beg him to put it inside me. “Do you want me to fill your ass with my cock?” he asks. “Oh my God, yes!! Please, please fuck me hard with your thick prick” I respond. I hear a groan, and feel the tip penetrating my sphincter. I want it so badly, and I push back onto him, forcing more of him inside. We both let out a satisfied sigh at the same time, and I can feel his hard balls resting against my swollen pussy. He waits for a moment, allowing me time to get used to the fullness. “Are you alright?” he asks me. “Mmmmm, yes… Please fuck me hard.”

That was all it took before he started slamming into my ass, hard and deep. I reach under me, and give my hard clit a few rubs, and I can feel myself nearing another orgasm. I reach further back and rub his nuts, so full with sperm, and he starts grunting with exertion. He’s trying to hold back from cumming, not wanting this glorious feeling to end. “Baby, I’m so close, I’m going to shoot my cum so far inside your ass.” “Give it to me, I want to feel you explode” I moan. I shove 3 fingers inside my cunt, and I can feel his cock through the thin wall separating my pussy from my ass. I feel so filled up, and I know that I am going to cum soon. “I want you to cum with me doll, I want to feel your asshole gripping my cock as I shoot inside you.” He starts pumping into me faster, as my fingers are fucking my cunt even harder. I scream, “I’m cuuuummmiiinnnnggg”, just as I hear a low animal groan escape his lips, and feel jet after jet of sperm filling my ass.

We fall onto the bed, him still on top of and inside me, his seed flowing out of my well-used asshole, his body trembling against mine. He brings his arms around me, and holds me tightly, as we come down from our blissful high. “You please me so much doll, I think I’m falling in love with you” he says to me. I reply in a shaky breath “I’ve already fallen in love with you.” We turn onto our sides, and fall into an exhausted sleep, each of us dreaming of what our next waking moments will bring…

To Be Continued…

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Perfect Fit

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I received a call from my old friend Terri. She told me she was engaged to be married to a man named Scott. She said, “Erin, you have to come over and meet Scott this weekend.” Terri and I had fell out of touch for a few years. She just called me out of the blue. I arrived at their apartment that Saturday evening. Terri greeted me at the door with a hug. She looked the same as I remembered her. Scott then came to the door. He was everything Terri said he was. Scott was tall and handsome, and he gave me a big hug also. We were all standing in the kitchen. Terri had her back to me preparing dinner. Scott came over and stood next to me. He placed his hand on my bottom and started rubbing it. I looked at him and pushed his hand away. What was going on here?

Terri said she needed to make a quick run to the grocery store. She had forgotten a few items for our dinner. She grabbed her keys and jokingly told us both to behave ourselves. Terri was barely out the door before Scott was taking me in his arms. I tried to push away, but I was melting. Scott pushed a hand up under my top and had loosened my bra. He then began to massaged my tits. It didn’t take long for Scott to maneuver me into the bedroom. He pulled my top off and then my pants and panties.

Scott then had me lie back and he buried his mouth between my legs. He started to lap at me like a wild animal. I was starting to lose control now. Scott pushed his tongue into my pussy and that did it. I was getting so wet. Scott didn’t waste any time. He stood up and got out of his clothes. I understood why Terri was so in love. Scott’s cock was standing straight out and pointed at me. He was probably nine inches long and thick pendik escort as my wrist. I hadn’t seen a cock like that ever in my life. He took hold of his member and guided it between my folds and pushed.

The air went out of my lungs. He felt enormous. Scott wasted no time in starting to stroke me. After a few minutes I understood what my girlfriends used to say about a perfect fit. My friends would say to look for a guy whose cock fit like a glove in their pussy. If you found such a guy, hold onto him. I hadn’t come across one until today. It felt like there was a snake crawling in my belly. My pussy was milking Scott for all it was worth. That was when Terri walked into the bedroom.

“What the fuck are you two doing?” Terri screamed. Unfortunately, Scott was so close, he arched his back and flooded me with his seed. I was so out of it, I screamed for Scott to fuck me. Terri must have lost it and she ran out of the apartment. I heard the door slam as Scott slammed his meat all the way into me and blew even more cum inside my tunnel. We eventually came back to earth. Scott realized what he did. I ran into the bathroom and quickly got cleaned up. I basically ran out of their apartment and into my car.

When I got home I realized how stupid I had been. Terri would probably never forgive me now. The other problem was I still had Scott’s cock on my mind. I hated to say it, but I wanted him to fuck me some more. I knew it was insane, but I was still horny. I let a few days pass and then tried calling Terri. She didn’t let me get a word in before she was yelling.

“You tried to steal Scott from me, you whore!”

She was painted me out kağıthane escort to be the bad girl, the golddigger. I listened a few minutes until I lost my temper. I told her that Scott said I was a better lover than her in bed. The phone clicked and that was that. Things were even worse now. A couple days passed when my doorbell rang. It was Scott. I told him this was a bad idea, that he should leave. He just barged in and said he had to explain himself. It never came to that. Scott took me in his arms and started to kiss my mouth. He told me he couldn’t get me out of his mind. He said he knew it had to be the same with me. I hated to admit it, but I was obsessing about seeing Scott again. I wanted him.

It only took a minute before we were in my bed. We got naked and then it began. I never met a guy who could stay hard like Scott could. I mounted him and rode his giant pole for a couple of hours. He kept flooding my pussy with his seed and he just never let up. We fucked in every position imaginable. I was sucking on his cock when his cellphone rang. He told me he needed to take this. It was Terri. She wanted to know where he was. There I was with his cock down my throat and he was arguing with Terri. He told her he was at his brother’s house and he would see her when she cooled down. He turned off his phone and we went back to it.

I didn’t care at that moment if he was with Terri or not. I was way beyond that point. I just needed Scott to fill me with his thick rod. We fucked the rest of the night and then we both passed out. When we woke up, Scott took me one more time and then he left. I was lying in maltepe escort bed with his sperm in me and all over me. My pussy was so raw and my pussylips were all puffy. That was the last time I heard from Scott for a long time.

I saw they got married in the newspaper. I got this sinking feeling when I saw it. I couldn’t believe he still had married Terri after what had happened. I was sick to my stomach for days. Then Scott showed up a few weeks after they got married. He looked terrible. He sat down on my couch and I thought he was close to crying. He poured his soul out to me. Terri was making his life a living hell now. She watched him like a hawk. She now suspected him of being with every woman possible. They were barely making love a few weeks after the altar. He wanted to divorce her but how could he divorce Terri after only a couple of weeks.

Scott said he knew he should have left Terri for me, but she had her hooks into him and the marriage was going on. He asked me what should he do. I was the wrong person to ask. I had spent all those weeks fantasizing about Scott fucking me every night. We ended up going to bed again. Scott fucked me like a madman. He had so much sexual energy stored inside. I let him fuck me anyway he wished. It was the first time Scott gave me anal sex. It hurt like hell that first time. I thought he had ripped me apart. Thankfully he went slow. He placed his hands on my hips and eased his thick monster into my bottom. I did scream and beg him to take it out. He just couldn’t bring himself to pull out of my tight ass. He fucked my ass over and over that night until I could take him easily. He stretched me like no man has ever done before.

It is now a few months down the road. Scott slips over to my place when he can. He says he wants to leave Terri, but it is so difficult to do. He keeps telling me we will be together soon. I don’t really believe him at this point. As long as we have sex and we make that perfect fit, I don’t really care anymore.

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Part 1

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Note: I wrote this for a good friend of mine. I am an 18-year-old virgin female. I have blonde wavy hair, I’m about 5′, 36D, average weight, and very fair-skinned, and this is my fantasy…

You are sitting in an armchair in a hotel room. It is just before 8:00 pm, and you are waiting for a knock on the door. Only the lamp is on, and it is on low. A bucket of ice, a pitcher of water, and two glasses sit on the table next to you. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door. You ready yourself, knowing who it is, and go to open the door. As you open the door, you see me in the hall. I am wearing a form-fitting black sweater set and a slinky black skirt that goes just below my knees. I am looking at my Mary-Jane shoes, but, when you open the door, I look up at you with a wide-eyed innocence. You smile, saying, “You made it.” and move to let me through the doorway.

I walk in slowly and meekly and stop a few feet inside the room, my hands clasped behind me. You shut the door and reach for my hand. As you do so, your hand brushes against my hip. I turn to you, blushing, and smile slightly. You sarıyer escort lead me to the middle of the room and ask me if I would like some water. I accept, and you pour me some with lots of ice. We sit on the side of the bed, and you ask me how the trip was to get there. I tell you it went just fine, and take a sip of water. Once I finish my drink, you take the glass from my hand and set it on the nightstand. As your hand returns across me, you tilt my head up and give me a passionate kiss on the lips. I return the kiss and put my hands on your shoulders. As my hands wander up to entwine in your hair, your hands wander down to my sides. You lay me down on the bed and pull my legs up as you reposition yourself over me.

Your hands wander from my sides to the buttons on my sweater. You unbutton my sweater, toss it on the floor, and begin to pull my shirt up over my head. Once I am wearing nothing but my black silk panties and bra, I begin to work on your pants. I giggle as I have trouble, and you assist me, only too esenyurt escort happy to quickly throw off all your clothes but your underwear. As you return to kissing me, my hands slip under the waist of your underwear and down the front of you. I reach your very hard member and begin to stroke it slightly.

You groan lightly into my mouth as you kiss me and begin to caress my breasts through my bra. I leave your instrument alone for a moment to slip your underwear over your ass and down to your knees as you remove my bra. At this point you kick your underwear off onto the floor with the rest of our clothes. I gasp at the sight of your huge member…keep in mind, I am a virgin. You hastily remove my panties as you lick my very hard, erect nipple. I moan a bit in pleasure, and you cover the sound with your mouth. As you kiss me, I spread my legs and wrap them around your waist, pulling you closer to me. I reach down and carefully grasp your rod, guiding you to my tiny slit. Once there, I return my hands to your shoulders.

You push lightly at first, avrupa yakası escort but then you increase force. I wince a bit as you push the head into me, but I am so wet I hardly feel much pain. What little pain I do feel only enhances my pleasure. You move your hips rhythmically, pushing further into me bit by bit. Once you are halfway in, I moan for more. You become unable to control yourself and push into me to the hilt. I gasp deeply and my eyes open wide. You begin to pulse in and out of me, our hips grinding together. My muscles clench around you, pulling you in.

Just when I think I can’t take any more of the powerful sensations, you push yourself into me and remain still as we climax. I feel you emptying yourself inside of me. I arch my back, pressing my chest against you as I try not to scream too loudly. You collapse on top of me and I lie under you, quivering, my arms out wide and my legs still around you, holding you in me. After a moment, you regain your composure, but stay inside me. You grab a piece of ice from my glass on the nightstand and let drops of water land on my chest between your breasts.

I inhale deeply at the cold, and the water trickles to my neck and over my shoulder onto the bed. You glide the ice cube down my stomach and let some of it pool in my navel. I giggle, as it tickles. Once the cube melts to nothing, you lean down and kiss me passionately for what seems like forever as we drift off to sleep.

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Our Secret Tryst…

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I am at my desk, waiting for the moment when you take a break, waiting to follow you down the hallway, watching your amazing body. I watch you walk past me, your sexy walk half-teasing, half-exhibitionism of your amazing body. I look up and our eyes meet, and I see you motion towards the water cooler in the hallway.

I let you walk ahead, giving you enough time to get ahead of me, and to allow you to fill your cup with water. I watch as drink, noticing you swallow. Twin rivulets of cool water flows down past your lips, down your graceful neck, meeting and running down your cleavage. My tongue is dry in my mouth and I imagine my lips dabbing up the drops.

“Tonight, same place” you say. “I will be there by 6pm. Leave the key in an envelope at the front desk”. And with a you walk back.

Ah the fantasies I imagine with you Sandra! You are always front and center in them. I play and replay all the moments when we intimately connected, and an intense longing – partly the anticipation of pleasure and partly desire, of wanting you, needing you fills my mind.

The interval between leaving work and getting to our planned meeting plans seems like eternity. I am a bit early.

My mind begins to wander as I am wait for you to come up to my room, and let yourself in with the key I left for you at the front desk. I think of our past moments together..

I hear the key in the lock, and there you are. I get up and embrace you, enfolding you in my arms, our bodies pressed against each other, my lips hungry for yours, our tongues exploring, caressing, and stoking the desire we feel for each other. With the tip of my tongue I trace the outlines of your lips, and I can feel the chills of delight running down your spine. I draw my tongue across your earlobe, while I whisper your name, my dear. I want you, I need you, I am glad you are here.

I sense and feel your body responding, your tenseness slipping, you melt in in my arms, your feet no longer able to support you as your knees give way, wanting to give into the pleasures you’re feeling… I hold you and gently lower you down onto the bed.

My hands cannot wait to explore every nook, every cranny, every inch of softness of your body. In my mind I have kissed your lips a thousand times, and undressed you countless times while I sat across you at dinner. We are still kissing, I can’t bakırköy escort get enough or your soft moans of utter pleasure, our lips are still locked and your lips taste of a mixture of honey, mint and countless other erogenous pleasure tastes and perfumes…I am lost in them.

I feel your tongue glide past mine, drawing me in, and you moan. I feel my body begin to tremble, this exquisite dance of love. Oh how you make me want you, desire fills every fiber of my being..wanting to make you feel like the only woman in this world, the center of my attention, and give you all that I can give you.

And as I have undressed you a thousand times in the past in my mind, I slowly take off your clothes, one seductive piece by seductive piece, dropping them on the sofa. You are raising our levels of awareness, ratcheting up the heat and the pace of our breathing. I have eyes only for you, and your gaze is locked in on mine, reading, sensing, feeling every expression of my face conveying a thousand words, yet none are spoken.

You have that look in your eyes, perhaps you have read mine, perhaps there may be more later, but at this time it is pure lust. Lust to be with you, and become one with you. I melt in those lovely liquid limpid pools..I love your eyes, they are so beautiful, so expressive, conveying so much without ever saying anything.

Now, it is nothing but lust and the intense need to satisfy our craving.. the craving that has built up over these weeks of chatting, emailing and finally culminating in our meeting each other.

My eyes drink in the essence of you, naked except for your lacy bra and hot pink panties. Voluptuous, the goddess I imagined you are, my dream personified, you are lying before me, ready to be one with me.

I kneel before you and breathe in you, your essence of feminity, placing my nose in the V formed by your panties, your crotch, and your legs. You smell so heavenly. I feel the desire to taste that essence of you, feel your wetness on my tongue, and taste your sweetness.

I gently peel your panties down the sides of your hips and past your thighs, and as I lay the now soaked panties on the floor, you sit up and peel off your lacy bra and lay back down.

Your Mons Veneris is covered in fine curly hair, reminding me of the color of your brow and the soft down beşiktaş escort at the nape of your neck. I am drawn to the mound by my desire, every fibre of my being responds to my craving, I feel you draw my face towards you, down there, my lips brush against your sex, your nether lips, now engorged with desire. I seek with my tongue, gliding in and my lips touch your wetness, and I know how badly I want to eat you and savor this nectar of your love.

As I move past and upwards, I feel you open wider and feel and hear you moan. You lie back on the bed, your knees bent, thighs apart, craving my tongue.

Wanting me…

Needing me…

Aching for my to fill you up with the pleasure you richly deserve.

Your pelvis arches up with every lick, pressing your labia on to me and you grind your folds into my lips and tongue, and I notice the swollen and engorged clit demanding my attention.

You draw me in, press my head down on you, and arch your hips towards me, demanding attention, every lick and every press of my tongue extracting deeper throatier moans.

My fingers part your lips, and the angry swollen clit beckons. I take it gently with my lips, and suck on it, and stroke the tip with my tongue, tracing a gentle circle around the rim. This drives you wild; you call my name, meaningless words escapes your lips. You rock your hips, as wave after wave of powerful shudders course your body.

Your sweet love juices flood drench my beard and moustache, and I know I will be smelling you on my breath well after tonight is over.

You rise from the bed as I stand. Your hands caress my chest and drop down to my crotch. I am wet, hard and full of unexplained needs that I cannot put into words.

Your eyes tell me how badly you want me. Your fingers unbutton my shirt, and I help you to take them off. You slip your finger below my undershirt, and kiss my nipples through the fabric, nibbling them and driving me wild with the need to have you. You bend down and trail kisses across my navel, open up my pants, and your hands reach in and feel my tumescent erection.

You look at me again, a smile on your lips, a visual acknowledgment of what you have done to me, knowing that I want you as much as you have wanted me.

I shed my pants, and step out in my total masculine self, erect, willing, beylikdüzü escort ready to sheath my sword of desire.

I sense that you are dying to taste me. You kneel before me and your lips encircle my prepuce and swollen glans, purplish and engorged. Your lips glide down my shaft, my wetness mingling in your mouth, sucking me, swallowing the juices from my dark cock.

Your lips are driving me wild, I moan from the exquisite sensations I feel. And I then I have to be in you…letting you have full control of whatever pleasure your body wants…

I look down as your puffy wet pink pussy lips open up for me, parting and engulfing my hard brown shaft as I lower myself into you, you shiver, and I feel the heat and wetness engulf my member, caressing, drawing me in with juices that are sensually squirting with desire to saturate me… Your pussy walls grip me, and slide under me, and over me, your hips undulate under me, each moment driving me deeper. Your eyes are closed, screwed up from the intense pleasure you feel, and I from this vantage point drink in all your beauty.

I start to pump you with a willful force of longing and desire pent-up from all our past actions. You counter and glide up, our bodies synchronized, once fine swiss watch beating to an internal rhythm that we alone know, yet as old as time itself..

Time stands still, sweet waves of pleasure course and ripple through our bodies, we moan, scream, sweat. As we rock, stride after long stride, beating to the eternal rhythm of the life, of Yoni and Linga, of Man and Woman, lost in each other, pleasuring each other, all creation stops to watch.

And as our rhythm beats faster, I clench my teeth and pound harder, my finger teasing your nipples and sucking them, your fingers trails deep rents across my back, as you clench and grip my back as another powerful orgasm courses your body, and then you are calling my name begging me to love you harder.

I leave a trail of marks as I suck the soft fold of your neck, and for some reason that drives you wild and tips you over the edge. It is as if you know that in the weeks to come, every time you look in the mirror you will see this marking of our meeting.

I feel you arch your back, your pussy as close as it can get, enveloping and sliding on my shaft. I hear you say you are ready, a signal for me of my desire to come together in an all encompassing explosive culmination of our loving. I can feel the trembling spurts as I shoot deep into you, pulsing, thrusting, your walls squeezing every drop. Then totally spent, sweaty, and panting we hold each other in our arms, and try to catch our breath.

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My left hand is stroking your hard cock. I love the way it looks and reacts to my every touch. I stroke it up and down, feeling the warmth exuding from it. In a steady grip I move my hand up and down the shaft, a moan leaves your lips making me smile. I stop right under the head, letting my thumb gently move around the edge of the head. Slowly I work my thumb along the edge and then around the whole head. Wetting you with a kiss, I keep massaging your sensitive head. You can feel every movement of my hand and tongue and the longer they go on, the more the sensational you feel.

Then you feel the fingers of my right hand grasp around the base of your shaft. As I tighten the grip on the base and start to pump up and down, the left hand continues to concentrate on the head. I can hear you moan the more I work on you. I love to hear you enjoying yourself.

As you start to get impatient you beg me to go down on you, motioning my head downwards. I stop the stroking and push you back against the wall. Once again I kiss you passionately, pulling back when your tongue seeks mine, but reciprocate with a vengeance. That shirt you’re wearing; too many buttons, you hear the sound of ripping fabric, but have no time to react before you feel my lips around your nipples, encircling them with the tip of my tongue.

While I kiss your chest and anadolu yakası escort occasionally nibble on your nipples, my left hand continues to work on making you as hard as possible. Your chest rises and falls faster as your breath gets heavier. With my tongue I trail down your torso before being faced with your beautiful cock. My lips embrace the head and in a swift motion I take you as deep as possible. I let your cock head tickle the back of my throat while my tongue dances around the shaft. Slowly I move up until just the head lies on my bottom lip. With the tip of my tongue I tickle it before taking you in again. This time I only push your head in, sucking it with a steady tempo. You feel my teeth on it and moan with excitement. I slide my hand up your inner thigh and rub your balls. Sucking your balls, makes you let out another moan. My other hand squeezes and moves up and down your shaft to get you closer to ecstasy.

As I feel your body tightening up I take all of you in, keeping up the tempo with my warm mouth, as well as using my left hand the right one continues to play with your balls. I know you’re getting closer, your balls are tightening and your body’s becoming more eager. You tense up and I can feel your cock twitching inside of my mouth as you cum. When you try to pull ataşehir escort out I won’t let you. I want to feel you in my mouth a bit longer. Before letting go I swirl my tongue around your spent cock, extracting a loud groan from your lips as you’re still very sensitive.

After you calm down a little, you call me over to you. You put your hand on my back and pull me close and whisper in my ear. “I want to make you happy, now.” Hearing you say this made me get hot. My thong gets wet, knowing you are about to fulfill my sexual desires.

You run your hands down my back and slide them into my skirt. As you get to the fold on the base of my bottom, you grab tightly, squeezing and pulling my hips into yours. You get on your knees and slide my skirt up. You run your hands up and down the backs of my legs and rear and I begin to long to feel your tongue on me, tasting me. I reach down to push my tights and skirt down and you grab my hands and stop me. Starting at the back, you run your fingers around the waste of my clothes and when you get to the front you pull them down.

My red thong calls out to you, and you lean forward and bite it, pulling it down with your teeth. While your teeth pull at my thong, I feel your hands lower my tights and skirt very slowly. You are teasing me so badly, I feel myself ümraniye escort swell and get even wetter. I grab your head and push it into my warmth. I feel your kisses on my bare skin, I hear you mumble the word soft as your tongue begins to explore. I lean against the wall, spread my legs and I feel your finger run up and down my slit. I can hear how wet I am from the smacking sound coming from your lips.

I look down and see you kissing me, going deeper and deeper with each move. My eyes roll and my back arches as your tongue sends me to heaven. I unbutton my blouse and quickly release my breasts by pulling my bra cups to the sides. This keeps them erect so I can easily grab myself. I cup my breasts and squeeze them with delight. Then you slip your finger deep into my heat, then two then three. My breath gets faster and chills run up my spine as you slide it in and out.

Putting my hands on your head I place your tongue where I want it and you begin to flick my sensitive spot. I use my hips to grind against your mouth and as your finger slides faster into wetness, I explode. My juices flow into your mouth and my pulsing causes me to yell out. I push myself harder against the wall and grab my breasts squeezing them with passion as you continue to lick me. As my body relaxes you begin to kiss me from my groin up to my tummy. You gently cup my hard nipples and suck the right one into your mouth. I grab your shoulders and pull you up to me. I gaze into your eyes and smile. I lean forward and gently rub my lips against yours, teasingly kissing you. Then I melt into your arms, breasts pushed against your chest and my pulsing groin still wet with desire.

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It started with me on my knees when you walked into the room. You opened your fly and I started sucking your cock. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and I rocked back and forth to feel some friction against my jeans. Your hands held my head in place and you slid back and forth out of my mouth as deep as you could go.

When I tried to circle your cock with my hands, you grabbed them with one of yours and held them against the back of my head. My mouth was wet and warm and I wanted to cum just from the feeling of you slamming into my mouth, my wet cunt pushing against itself and the aching feeling of my nipples. You couldn’t last any longer and you came, pushing yourself into my mouth as hard as you could and your body went stiff and I swallowed and swallowed.

I lay back against the edge of the bed. My legs spread wide, the damp seeping through my jeans. You dragged your fingers back and forth so lightly along the seam, pushing me closer to cumming. You pushed your finger into my wet and sticky mouth, your cum still anadolu yakası escort lingering.

I stood up and pulled off my jeans and my panties and lay back on the bed, hoping you would lower your mouth to my clit and suck on it. But instead you flipped me over onto my stomach, spread my legs wide and pressed my little benwa balls into my very wet cunt. The slight vibrations forced me to rub my clit along the bed, wanting contact.

You got me up and I put on a short dress, my thighs wet and my whole world centered on my clit, the sensation from the balls in my cunt and the memory of you fucking my mouth.

At that moment I would have done anything in the world for you and you wanted dinner.

I couldn’t eat. During dinner, each time I shifted my legs, I inched closer to orgasm and every time I smelled you, touched you, pictured you fucking me, it pushed me further down the path.

As we walked back to the room, you placed you hand on the top of my ass, your ataşehir escort fingers drifting down into the crack. I wanted to suck on your cock so badly that I would have knelt in the street if you hadn’t moved your hand back to the small of my back at that moment.

Back in the room, you pushed me face down onto the bed and spread my legs wide. With four fingers, you swept your hand from my clit to my ass, feeling the wet and how badly I wanted you. Reaching into my cunt, you gradually pulled the balls out, gently circling my clit at the same time. As the second ball came free, I came, liquid streaming and I pushed up from the bed against you. You pushed me back down and spread my legs again.

Your cock was hard again and I could feel it against my ass. I reached for the bottle of lube and you took it from me, squirting the cold gel against my slit. You took the butt plug and dipped it into my cunt, soaking it in the wet. With a slow push, you slid it into my ass until it could go no ümraniye escort further.

I reached back to touch your cock, my mouth opening with the desire to suck it again. Instead, with both hands, you grabbed my hips and shoved your cock into my cunt. It was tight from the butt plug in my ass and soaking wet from my cum and the lube. You held still as I tried to rock back against you but you realized that you couldn’t stop moving. You felt the pressure pushing down on you from the plug and the wet from my cunt, and you slid slowly back and forth, your hands tight on my back.

I reach down to find my clit, huge and aching and moved it back and forth with two fingers; my body consumed with the pressure in my ass, my cunt. I wanted it to last, this moment, where the whole of everything existed in a quiet room and your cock was pushing me closer and closer to cumming.

Finally, I came again and the spasms spread from my clit to my cunt to my ass. You felt me shaking as you buried your cock one last time into me. With a hard push back against my hips, you slid out and rolled me onto my back and pressed down on top of me, against my stomach. Rocking hard, you came against me, your cum pooling out and dripping down my sides.

Reaching down between my legs, your mouth gently touched my clit as I held your balls and cock in my hands and we slept.

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Oh, Danny Boy!

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She hesitated before knocking on the door. “What am I doing here?” she thought. “I must be crazy.” But she knocked once, twice, the door opened and he was standing there, smiling.

“I was hoping you’d come.” He opened the door wider, let her in. She could think of nothing to say, they both knew why she was there. A sudden flush of embarrassment brought hot blood to her cheeks as she remembered their conversation the night before.

It was at work, late, nearly time to knock off for the day, when he had plopped himself down in the chair next to her. He sat there a moment just looking at her, before he spoke. “So, did you think about what I asked you earlier?” She had, in fact, had been thinking of nothing else all afternoon.

Danny was remarkably easy to talk to about anything, anything at all. So it was perhaps inevitable that the conversation would turn to matters of a sexual nature. But it had still thrown her a bit when he asked her how often she and her boyfriend made love. She had managed to stammer an answer that she hoped sounded as casual as his question. “Uh, I don’t know, maybe once, twice a week.”

But then he asked her often she and her boyfriend fucked, and that threw her. “Well, it’s the same thing, isn’t it?” But the way he laughed softly told her that it probably wasn’t, in his mind anyway. “No,” he said “Not the same thing. But maybe that’s the trouble?”

Actually, the trouble was that things were not going well in that department, not at all. She had lied when she said once a week, it was more like once a month, at best, and sex had become routine. And boring. Mark wasn’t into trying anything new or different, and the few times she had tried to bring up the idea of experimenting, he had looked at her as if she had lost her mind. “What’s wrong with the way we make love?” he had asked, his expression told her that he was hurt by the idea that she found anything lacking.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, honey,” she had told him. “It’s just that I thought maybe we could, I don’t know, spice things up a bit. We’re getting like an old married couple.”

“Well, I was kinda hoping that maybe we would be someday, but if you’re not happy…” and with that she had decided to drop the subject. Then they made love in his preferred way, with him on top, her below with her legs wrapped around him, while he pounded away until he came with a shudder and a sigh. He always lay that way for a few minutes, on top of her, his weight pushing her down into the mattress, while she lay, his breath in her ear, feeling that she had missed something. Sometimes afterwards she would take a shower, and with soapy hands, bring herself to a hard bitter little orgasm. Other times she just waited until he rolled off of her, then turned to her side and fell asleep.

It was certainly not a “Cosmo girl” experience, but Mark was a great guy in all other respects, she really felt that she had no cause for complaint. Her friends told her he was a great catch, her mother loved him, and everyone they knew thought of them as a perfect couple. The fact that the sex was mundane and routine was not something she felt comfortable telling anyone. Until she met Danny.

Danny was widely thought of as gay, but he was actually bi, or so he said. He was not the least bit shy about it, and often joked that being bisexual doubled his chances of getting laid, which she thought was pretty funny. Some of the other men at work were a little uncomfortable around him, but those were generally the kind of guys halkalı escort that she thought of as jerks anyway. But mostly everyone liked Danny, it was hard not to, he was so easy-going and friendly. So when he started to seek her out during breaks to talk, she found herself opening up to him.

What she quickly learned was that Danny absolutely loved to talk about sex. At first it was in a friendly, joking sort of way, but as she warmed to the topic she found herself revealing a bit more than she intended. She told him that she loved Mark, but that something was missing sexually. He listened to her, let her talk without interrupting. It was like having a therapist, she could vent her feelings freely without hearing about how lucky she was to have a man like Mark. After a while, she began to look forward to break time, to their little talks. The days he wasn’t there dragged by, and she missed him. He gave her his cell phone number and told her to feel free to call him anytime, about anything.

The night he asked her the “fucking vs. making love” question she had been in a horrid mood. She was starting to wonder exactly how lucky she really was. Sure, Mark was a great guy, but she was growing ever more frustrated by their tepid sessions, tired of having to depend on her own fingers to do what she felt Mark ought to be doing, and wondering whether she could actually spend the rest of her life with him. She found herself fantasizing dreamily about something more wild, even drifting into rather kinky territory. With Mark, she dared not broach those topics, but with Danny she found a willing, even eager listener. They would sit together, and talk about how this one or that one would be in bed. Sometimes they would laugh so hard imagining scenarios her stomach would hurt, and she would have a hard time keeping a straight face when she spoke with the ‘stars’ of the little dramas they concocted.

“So, am I right? Is that the trouble with you two?” He looked at her directly, waiting for her answer. “You know, making love is fine, but sometimes what a person needs is a good, nasty fuck.” He brushed the hair away from her face. “When is the last time you were fucked? I mean really, truly, down and dirty fucked?” She laughed, a quick, bitter sound, then told him “Danny, I don’t think I have ever been fucked that way.” Then she added, “Maybe I should be bi too, it would double my chances, huh?”

He placed his hand on her thigh, squeezed, then said “I have an idea.” She was listening. “Why don’t you ditch Marky-Mark for the night, and come over to my place? There are some things I’d love to show you.” He added, “You trust me, right? You know I’d never do anything to hurt you.”

“Oh, I know. But what kind of things do you want to show me?” He just smiled and said, “Why don’t you let me surprise you?” Then he winked. And that is what did it, what made her decision, that wink. It was a playful wink, a conspiratorial wink. Just a small gesture, but one that set her mind racing with thoughts. She agreed.

So that is how she ended up standing on another man’s front porch, waiting for him to answer the door.

After he took her coat and tossed it on the kitchen chair, he took her by the hand and led her into the den. He made them each a drink, told her to make herself comfortable, then sat beside her on the sofa. “So,” she asked, “What kind of things do you want to show me?”

He chuckled softly. “My, my, so eager. What taksim escort kind of things would you like me to show you?” She took a gulp of her drink, then said, “Hey, this was your idea, remember?” He took the glass from her hand, set it on the table, and without a word, leaned over and kissed her.

It was a gentle kiss. She stiffened briefly, then relaxed as she felt his lips against hers. She sighed, and as her lips parted, he slid his tongue past them and kissed her deeply, slowly. She let herself relax, feeling his tongue explore her mouth. As her eyes closed, she felt his hand on her thigh, gently moving up until it was between her legs. She pulled back suddenly, and drew back to look at him.

“Ok?” It was a question, he was waiting for her answer. “Danny…I don’t…I mean…” She couldn’t think of what to say. She had a pretty good idea of what Danny had in mind, but now that she was actually here and the thing was happening, she was suddenly unsure of herself. She was in another man’s house, and he was kissing her, and she felt, well, nervous and aroused and unsure of what she really wanted to happen. She was aware of his hand, still between her legs, and of his fingers lightly stroking her, without thinking she opened them to allow him better access. He kissed her again, more forcefully this time, as his fingers moved over her. He slid his hand up and lightly cupped her breast, gave it a playful squeeze. “I love your little titties,” he murmured, “Little itty, bitty titties…” He slipped his hand under her shirt, under her bra, and began to tease her nipple.

She could feel herself responding to his touch, and despite any misgivings she may have had, she put her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He moved his lips down her neck, whispered into her ear, “Get that shirt off.” She began to undo the buttons, while thinking to herself, “What am I doing?”

As if he could hear her thoughts, he said softly, “I want you to just relax. You know I’d never hurt you, I just want to make you feel good. Trust me, I know what you need.” She looked into his eyes, and at that moment she decided to trust him, to let him do whatever he was going to do. He sensed her acquiescence and kissed her again, harder this time. He pulled her shirt up and off, unhooked her bra and tossed it. Pushing her back onto the sofa, he moved his lips to her nipples, sucking and licking them till they puckered and stiffened. She pushed her hands through his hair and drew him closer, moaning softly. Now that she had decided to let what would happen, happen, she began to get aroused. Very aroused. In her mind she screamed, “I’m letting another man touch me!” but strangely, felt no guilt. She wanted Danny to touch her everywhere, wanted to know how his hands felt on her tits, her pussy, anywhere he wanted to put them.

He slid his hand up her skirt, slipped his fingers under the waistband of her panties, stroked her moistening lips. She began to move against his hand, then he slid two fingers into her and kissed her again, tonguing her. His breath was hot in her ear. “You want me to fuck you? Cause that’s what I want to do, right now.” He drew back and looked at her lying beneath him. “I want to fuck you every way, all night. You want that, don’t you?” He pressed against her, she could feel the hardening length of him as he pushed against her. He took her hand, placed it against him so she could feel his size. He unzipped his pants, and let her stroke him. She moaned as she ran her şişli escort hand along the silken length of him, he pulled her panties down, then off, and released his cock. Sliding it along her wet slit, he lifted her hips a bit and teased her with it, rubbing the engorged head between her lips, entering her just a little bit, then pulling back to watch her face.

“You want me inside you?” he breathed. “You want my cock up inside you?” She gasped, “Oh yes! Please…” He pushed inside her, one stroke, then pulled free again. Her hips thrust up to meet him, but he drew back, “Then tell me what you want. Tell me, I want to hear you say it.” He waited for her answer.

“Fuck me Danny! I want you to fuck me!” He smiled, pushed himself back into her moist pussy, she wrapped her legs around him and held him there. He began to pump himself into her, slowly and deeply. He gave her a few minutes of this, then pulled his cock free again. Lifting himself off her, he sat back on the sofa, his hand stroking his moistened cock. He pushed his hand into her hair, pulled her towards him. “Suck it”, he demanded. She leaned forward and took him in her mouth, running her lips up and down his shaft, tasting herself on him. “Oh yeah, that’s it.” He pulled her face onto his cock, fucking her in the mouth. She gagged a bit, but this just turned him on more. “C’mon bitch, suck me. You know you want it.” And she did. She did want it. She wanted everything.

He let her suck him awhile, then without a word, pulled free and forced her over onto her stomach. He slid into her from behind, she felt him go deep, deeper than he had from the front. He reached around and stroked her clit as he thrust into her. She was lost in the feeling of his cock in her so deep, Mark only fucked her from behind once, said he didn’t like it cause he couldn’t see her face. Then Danny did something Mark had never even attempted.

He pulled from her cunt, then stroked his wet cock up along her backside, moistening her ass with her own juices. When he had her good and wet, he gently pressed himself against her asshole, feeling the strong resistance. Mark had never fucked her that way, in fact, she had only ever tried it once before, years ago, with a weird boyfriend. It was an unsuccessful attempt, as it hurt too much and the mission had to be aborted before it was accomplished.

But Danny was gentle, and patient. He eased his thoroughly moistened cock carefully into her, slowly, letting her adjust. Since he had been fucked in the ass before he knew how it was, especially the first few times. Once he had penetrated her completely, he began to move slowly in and out. He was careful to stroke her in front, rolling her clit around under his fingers like an oiled marble. She was tight, and he knew he was going to come soon.

She, in the meantime, was almost gone with what he was doing to her. Although it had hurt at first, once he was in and moving slickly in and out she started to feel him in her belly. The hot, liquid feel of him pushing into her that way aroused her as nothing she had ever felt before. And with his fingers moving over her in front, she knew she was close to coming. And she did, with a sharp cry, her breath hard and ragged. A few more minutes of gentle thrusting and heavy breathing and he came, finally, in her ass. She lay panting beneath him, thinking to herself, “There really is a difference between making love and fucking.” Making love was nice, but fucking was wonderful!

They remained together until morning and he had her again and again, in all the ways he promised, until she was limp and exhausted. And happy, happier than she had been in a long time. When the night was over and she finally left, he reminded her, “See? See how it can be? Remember that.”

She did, and when she saw Mark again she told him, “We have to talk…”

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I came through the door you greeted me with a drink in your hand you gave me little kiss.

You grabbed me and gave me a long wet deep kiss. Mmmmm you make me so horny.

You pull me closer to you and I try to pull back, you pull my head back by my hair you start kissing my neck. You release me and I move a step back away from you to catch my breath. You tell me, You look hot. You walk over to me. I am wearing a dress my nipples are pushing at the material.

You rip the dress open my breasts are free as I have no bra you grab my head and pull me to you for a deep kiss and then you move down to my nipples taking them into your waiting mouth. You suck them and say, god they taste ooh sooo good, they are hard like steel I beg for more as you stop sucking them. you tear my dress off. I am halkalı escort naked totally, you see my pussy it is glistening in the light. You push me to my knees and order me to pull your shorts down as I hesitate you pull my head back and kiss me hard, you will obey me you say.

I pull your shorts down. I put my hands on your cock and slowly start to lick it. I am running my lips around the head it is getting so hard you stroke it as I lick it my tongue running up and down the shaft.. you say to me it feels so good babe. You like when I tease you with my lips, it is so hard, you tell me now.. I want you to take me in your mouth so I can fuck you with it.

I’m afraid and hesitate you don’t like me not obeying so you taksim escort grab the back of my head and force your hard wet cock in my mouth and move it in farther and farther you say to me you want it all in my mouth I start to choke, you stop for a second while my muscles relax. then you force my throat to take your cock all the way in, it feels soo good you say and start to fuck my mouth. I’m moving my head back and forth on your hard cock you tell me you are a very good girl. I take my tongue and run it over the slit and it makes you weak at the knees.

You say to me ohh baby suck me fuck with your mouth my mouth is all over your cock now I take your hard cock and move it up and down on my tits and between them I take you back into my mouth and suck you harder şişli escort and harder, you tell me you want to fill my mouth with your cum.

You order me to start fingering my pussy, when I don’t you jerk my hair to get me to listen I move my hand down to my wet throbbing pussy. You tell me you have been waiting for hours to feel my lips on your hard cock and say it feels so good to have me suck you hard. oohhhhhhhh it is so good your lips are like wet velvet on my cock fuck me with your lips…

You say to me I can feel the tension rising in your body, your balls are banging against me as you are moving so fast in and out you say you are getting close, and order me to squeeze your balls. So I reach up and grab your balls and start squeezing them you tell me you are cummming as you explode in my mouth you tell me to keep squeezing them ohh it feels great your cum is squirting down the back of my throat and I am sucking you dry ohhh god I just luv that you say.

I lick you clean and as this is happening your cock is getting hard again. You tell me your pussy is going to get a hard pounding now after I suck it dry.

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Nobody suspected anything. But you caught my eye as my wife and I meandered through the lush paths of the hilltop botanic garden. It was the peak of summer and pockets of dappled shade provided relief from the blazing seaside sun.

That’s where I noticed you, in that dappled shade. You were with your husband and kids wearing an open weave coverup over your bikini from swimming or some other seaside activity earlier in the day. Just like my wife and I you decided to enjoy the sea breeze and perfumed air in that park at midday.

My eyes were drawn to you and stopped me mid-sentence reading the plaque on an exotic tree. Your tanned skin and curves tantalizing me through your coverup. You must have been a knockout when you were younger. Time and children were not unkind and my primal instincts attested to that.

I felt my heart beating a little faster and I felt blood flow in my cock. My body was responding to your presence and telling me it needed you. I enjoyed the instinctive hot blooded wave that came over me.

My wife grabbed my hand for us to continue along the trail. You were ahead of us and started along too but this time we were closer behind.

In the distance through breaks in the trees was blue ocean and the distant sound of surf breaking. The sound of my wife pointing out a bird overhead or an interesting leaf rolled over me as I caught glimpses of your amazing ass rolling from side to side.

I imagined how you might have been on the beach earlier in that bikini. I imagined being on that same beach watching you in the bright sun as you walked out into the water, esenyurt escort bending forward to test the temperature with your hands. The fabric of that bikini spreading and pulling on your beautiful ass… catching a tiny glimpse of your tan line.

You and your family had stopped and we walked past. I glanced over at you and marveled at your chest. “Wow” I breathed… then pretended to have noticed an interesting flower.

We continued on our way and I felt a little disappointed that I couldn’t admire this beautiful creature from afar anymore.

Was I in for a surprise.

About 20 minutes later my wife and I found a nice shady bench with a view. I was sent to get waters for us. I checked the park map and located the nearest concession stand. It was halfway across the park. So I assured my wife I would be back soon and headed off.

On the way I was walking through a narrow passage of lush foliage and who might I notice knelt down ahead of me?! I froze for a half second as my heart instantly started to beat hard. My body had not forgotten its desire and purpose. I approached you from behind with your tussled sandy brown hair… tan skin and a coverup over a bikini.

You were separated from your family and I was separated from my wife.

I quietly knelt down behind you and said “Beautiful stranger, meet me through the opening on your left in 2 minutes and see what happens.”

I disappeared through the foliage.

You weren’t sure what to do. You weren’t sure who I was. You caught a glimpse of me from behind and remembered avrupa yakası escort me from earlier when we crossed paths on the trail. You remember how we locked eyes for a moment as I passed and you remember how you felt electricity and something stir in you.

You felt my desire and you felt how I saw you as a woman and an object of desire. It reminded you of days gone by.

So you slowly stood… looked around… and then reluctantly entered the foliage where I had disappeared.

This part of the park was planted densely and not intended for visitors. I waited where you would see me then took your hand and silently led you to a small secluded clearing I noticed.

“I’m flattered” you said, “but I am here with my husband and kids. They found a playground and expect me back.”

I smiled at you. It was the first time I saw you in full sun. Your skin glistened and your bikini was lime green. I reached to lift your coverup.

You let me saying “I’m married, I don’t feel right.”

I assured you that you weren’t going to cheat. I was going to let you feel my desire. I was going to let you feel the power you have.

With the coverup off I turned you around to admire your wide hips and round plump ass. I felt my pulse surge in my neck… I felt I was a slave to your feminine beauty.

You looked over your shoulder to see the fire in my eyes and you felt your pussy throb a little.

I assured you “I am married too, I don’t want to cheat. I want to feel this power and anadolu yakası escort fire and I want you to feel how you make it in me.”

I stood back and admired you. My eyes traced your curves and I took in every detail of you. I told you to turn to face me and caress your body with your hands.

“Move your hands slowly” I chided you. You slowed down and slowly let yourself slip into the moment… letting down your guard and enjoying the animal-ness of it all.

“Sway your tits….” I felt my cock begin to rage as I watched transfixed. A breeze caught your hair and the sun warmed us both.

Time had passed and I understood our spouses would begin to wonder. I said to you “I know you appreciate what I am doing… so to return the favor lay on your back and squeeze your tits together for me. I want to quench the fire you made.”

Lost in the moment and without a word you did as I said.

I slipped my shorts off and straddled your body… natural sweat and sun oil lubricated your tits. They were shining and glorious under your painted nails.

You felt the heat and heaviness of my body on your midsection as I slid my cock between and under your soft melons. I took one big stroke and buried my cock under your soft skin. I let out a moaning sigh as if the torment and fire you inspired was slowly being released.

I began to stroke in and out of your tits as you wrestled them around my cock. I didn’t need much stimulation to cum I was turned on from the moment I first saw you. I pulled my cock back inside of your jugs and exploded.

You felt the throbbing heat radiating from the center of your chest. The feeling of my cum on your chest sintered your blood. You felt so desired and primal and you began to fantasize about how you would make love with your husband that night. Your pussy was so wet enjoying the power nature gave you to move a man.

We cleaned up as best we could and dressed… then returned to the path without a word.

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New Year’s Celebration Ch. 04

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I should have been tired, and completely spent standing at Tina’s door. The day started off before dawn and now a couple hours into the New Year, I should be sound asleep. But I found myself wide awake and invigorated, and lustfully anticipating the next few moments. The light shining from underneath the door suddenly went dark, and there was nothing but silence. I wondered if Tina was planning something, or if she was already feeling some depression over being alone tonight. I didn’t have to wait long to get my answer.

The handle jiggled and the door slowly opened. My jaw dropped at what I found standing in front of me. Tina had turned the lights the lights down low, not off. She was softly illuminated from the torch light behind her; her auburn hair was pulled up off her neck, tied in tight on the back of her head exposing her soft neck. She was smiling as my eyes traced over the spaghetti straps of her a white skin tight silk camisole that reached just past the bottom of her perky 34B breasts, swelling with anticipation as I gazed upon her.

Those weren’t the only things swelling, underneath my robe my tool thickened and pulsed. Her tight stomach exposed with the slight hint of abs underneath her skin as her flat belly led to an impossibly small white silky g string. The tiny swath of fabric stretched to its maximum still barely covered her lips, tucking in between her sex and the soft flesh of her uppermost thighs. Her long legs looked toned as usual, and my eyes slowly memorized every inch of her body until I gazed back into her eyes.

From her facial expression, she seemed a little surprised. I don’t think she had planned this. Her outfit was something she could have worn to sleep I suppose. Maybe the delay in opening the door was just pulling her hair up and dimming the lights. She looked amazing; she smiled at me and opened the door wider, inviting me into her bedroom.

I moved to her quickly and gently closed the door behind me. I softly wrapped my arms around her waist, as she did the same to me, and our lips met in a passionate embrace. It was like the first time we’d kissed. Electrical signals bolted from her soft lips throughout her body, as mine reacted the same way. My cock throbbed hard against the soft robe as our tongues intertwined for what seemed like an hour. I completely lost track of time and space locked in her soft embrace.

She pulled her chest in closer against me, and a gentle moan escaped her lips into my mouth. “I was hoping you’d want to see me tonight, I didn’t want to spend New Year’s Eve alone,” she whispered.

“How could I resist you?” I whispered back between our parted lips. “With me around,” I continued between kisses, “you’ll never have to be alone.”

This seemed to draw her closer to me; she pressed her lips a little harder into mine. She was kissing me more urgently, as if she feared if she let go, I would suddenly vanish and she would awaken alone again, having only dreamt this.

But this was very real, and the reaction my body was having to her was becoming more obvious as my cock engorged and throbbed against her belly, stiffening a little more every moment we kissed.

I reached behind her, grasping her thighs just below her tight little ass and picked her up, pulling her to me as she wrapped her legs around my waist. She pulled the front of my robe open, exposing my chest, and pressed her scantily clad breasts against my skin. The silk between us was unperceivable as her nipples hardened. She gripped me tight with her thighs, and I no longer needed to support her, my hands caressed the backs of her thighs and her tight ass. I slid my hands all over her round cheeks, taking pleasure in their complete bareness, separated only by a thin string of material, erotically slipping between them.

Our mouths hungrily fought for control now as I carried her to her bed and gently laid her down on her back. She held me in her grasp pulling her with me on top of her. Our bodies now pressed together, and gently ground my body against hers, as she pulled my robe down over my shoulders. Her lips left mine to kiss down my neck and across my collarbone as she kissed every inch of skin as she exposed it.

I pulled her into a sitting position as I kneeled in front of her, allowing her better access as she undressed me. Her hands deftly maneuvered to untie the belt, opening my robe fully, causing it to fall behind me and exposing my rigid flesh. She looked down at my member just as the first drop of precum oozed itself from the tip. She lowered her head gently opening her mouth, and slowly licked that drop with her soft tongue. My cock throbbed against her touch, aching to be stimulated further.

She lifted her tongue off my stiff member again as I turned my attention to her. I pushed her back until she was resting her hands on the bed behind her, leaning back and giving me better access to her aching body. I kissed her passionately again, her lips were soft, swollen slightly and moist.

My hand reached up and caressed her breasts through the thin fabric halkalı escort of her silk top, gently cupping them rubbing my fingers over her hard nipples. She was aching for me to remove her top, but I left them covered, leaving something for later. Instead my head lowered to her taught tummy. Trailing kisses from the bottom of her breastbone down toward her navel. I stopped there a moment, pausing to gently lick and flick my tongue at her tiny little crevasse as if it was her pussy.

“Oohhh,” she moaned softly, breaking the silence, uttering her first words in what already seemed like an hour.

My head lowered over her hip bones and down her leg all the way to her tiny little feet. Gently placing kisses on the tops of each of her feet, I started back up her legs again. I alternated kisses on each leg, gently spreading her wide to eventually have access to her thighs. I turned my head so I could kiss and nibble on the sensitive backside of her knees. She trembled gently as a forced breath slowly escaped her lips, I felt her body begin to relax in my grasp, and she laid back flat on the bed.

Rolling back over I kissed my way along her inner thighs, stopping just short of her panty covered crotch. My tongue gently traced the outside edge of the tiny material separating her most sensitive areas from my warm mouth. Holding her legs in my hands, keeping her knees wide apart I continued my playful lapping all around her pelvis, licking her from her hip bones all the way through her pelvic crease and down to the tiny creases where her legs met her ass. Gently coaxing her body to send more blood to the sensitive pelvic area of her body; this increased her aroused state, and caused the skin under my tongue to electrify, sending shivers throughout her body.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned again and gently shuttered, as my warm tongue me with the edge of her tight little ass cheeks.

I raised my head again and brought my hands to her protected pussy. I gently caressed her lips through the thin fabric of her thong. She moaned as my fingers began to work their magic over her. Touching gently and caressing I could feel her pussy lips begin to engorge themselves under my touch. I grasped the thin fabric surrounding her pussy and manipulated it, gently pulling upwards with just enough pressure to press her pussy together and cause it to plump further as I continued caressing her with my other hand.

I lowered my head as I played again with her panties, my warm mouth hovering less than an inch over her sweet mound that was now soaking through the thin white fabric. I inhaled deeply, and exhaled warm, hot air, blowing it though the material on to her wet lips behind, begging to be directly touched.

I did the same thing again, causing her to moan with more urgency now, “Mmmm, please touch me!”

I did it one more time and watched her body shiver as pins and needles worked their way through her entire body. Her nipples were already hard, but when the sensations worked their way up her body, I think they became even more erect, straining against the paper thin fabric of her white shirt. Even in the dim light, I could see the slightly darker color of her pink nipples underneath her shirt.

I gently pulled the now soaking wet fabric off her crotch, exposing her smooth lips to the night air. Knowing completely that this produced a cooling sensation to the outside of her plump pussy, I allowed the open air to blow across her for a moment, content to just watch her bodies reaction to the subtle difference in sensations.

“Please!” she softly begged me, “Please!”

Part of me wanted to drag out this longing feeling she was experiencing, and the other part of me wanted to grab my throbbing cock, now pouring precum onto the bed, and impale her. But I wanted to take my time with her; I knew it had been a long time since she’d had full-on sex. From what she’d told me, she’d never had anyone treat her like I have, with respect, and care of her as a person, and I wanted to please her and make this an incredible experience.

I lowered my head to her moist lips, gently extending my tongue I ever so softly began to slide my tongue up and down her engorged lips.

“Mmmmmm,” she moaned immediately to my direct touch.

Gently I continued my lapping of her lips, noting how impossibly wet this girl was, it was almost like she’d already cum, I knew she hadn’t, but she was seriously turned on. It only served to encourage me more to bring this little sex pot to a boil!

Placing my fingers near my mouth, I gently spread her lips apart. Now exposing her hood-covered clit to the air, and opening her pink pussy. I slowly dipped my tongue gently inside her, tasting the source of her sweet juice. ‘Strawberries’ I thought, as my tongue savored the sweetness she was sharing with me. I slid my tongue very slowly through her slit, tasting every drop, flicking every crease, as I reached her clit, still hidden by the little fold of skin making her hood.

My tongue began slowly tracing the skin of her şişli escort hood, I made circular motions, and then simple up and down motions that I placed directly on top of, and on either side of her hardening clit.

“Oh yessss!” she moaned to me louder and with more urgency, finally receiving the direct contact she’d been begging for.

My tongue’s caresses became more consistent and gently flicked over her hood again and again, applying gentle pressure on her body’s most sensitive area as she began to writhe and moan beneath me. Her body responded to the control I had her under, gently causing every movement across her entire body with my tiny moist tongue. She began to get even wetter, and I felt my cock stiffen further, now pouring precum from the swollen head.

“Oh, yes baby!” she cooed, “Mmmmm!”

My tongue became more insistent looking for that first elusive orgasm to release from within her body. She began moaning more regularly now, gently thrusting her hips toward my mouth, encouraging me to continue. I reached up with my fingers and began to gently cup and knead her breasts, not quite touching her erect nipples just yet.

“Oh baby!” she was louder, and much more insistent, “Oh yes, I’m going to cum for you!”

I continued by gently lapping her hood, and caressing her breasts. Her breathing increased, and her body arched her back and stiffened, I cupped her breasts and pinched both nipples between my fingers now, as she began to cum.

She softly moaned, “Oooohhhhhhhhh!”

Her body gently shuddered against my touches, again and again. Softly she bucked her hips against my mouth as her pussy lips engorged and her body released a wave of tension. Her pussy released a small stream of sweet nectar for my efforts. I slowed the pace of my lapping down, and began licking her lips again slowly, preventing her clit from over-stimulating. But I wasn’t done yet, that wasn’t the orgasm I was looking for, and I told her so.

“I’m not done with you just yet!” I said coyly.

She only responded by moaning, “mmmmmmmmmm!”

I took that as a sign to continue and went back to my work on her engorged pussy. Her slick lips slipped past my own as I sucked her smooth cunt into my hot mouth. Sliding my tongue through her slit with urgency and beginning to flick her clit before releasing her lips and allowing my attention to solely focus on her tiny button again. She began writhing and bucking her hips against me again, obviously enjoying the attention she was getting. My cock swelled between my legs, throbbing and still pouring precum from the angry head, aching for attention. I knew I would get plenty, but Tina was first tonight.

My pressure and pace increased as my tongue worked over her clit again. Tina began pumping her hips into my face urgently. I could tell she had another orgasm trying to release itself from her body. I ravaged her clit now, faster and harder; reaching up to her chest, I caressed her breasts as I had before, over the silk fabric of her shirt, waiting for the right moment to pay attention to her hard little pink tips that were aching for my touch.

Suddenly she squirmed, “Oh, Scott!” and another louder, more urgent grunt escaped her lips, “Uunnggghhhhh!”

She bucked her hips toward my face, as I continued to ride her clit through her orgasm, her pussy got noticeably wetter this time, and as I pinched her nipples her body convulsed under the attention from my skillful touch. She was breathing heavy and fast as her body slowly subsided from the wave of pleasure that just passed over her.

I lifted my mouth completely off her, and watched her body react to what I was doing to her. Her perky breasts trembled atop her heaving chest, as her belly tensed and relaxed with her breathing. I looked at her pussy, gradually becoming more engorged, and more soaked with her own juices and my saliva, she looked spent already with her legs splayed out in each direction having just enjoyed orgasm number two for the evening.

She thought I was done, and she nearly jumped out of her skin when my mouth sucked in her puffy lips again. Sucking her taste into my mouth and slipping my tongue through her well lubricated slit.

“No please!” she pleaded, “I can’t take anymore right now!”

I just grinned with a mouthful of pussy and kept sucking, careful not to touch her clit with my tongue, which may have been painful at the moment. I waited for her clit to desensitize a little. When I noticed her relax, I dove right back in her.

My tongue ravaged her hard clit, as I pulled her hood back with two of my fingers. Now attacking it directly, she shrieked, as I continued my assault. Her pussy felt fiery again and I lapped and licked and flicked my tongue over her love button. She lowered her hands and help me spread her lips and pull back the head, fully exposing her clit to my oral attack.

With my hands now free, I reached up and slipped her top up over her magnificent tits, cupping and massaging her breasts, and sarıyer escort gently twisting her nipples them between my fingers.

She writhed in pleasure, “Oh yes, oh yes baby!”

My tongue flicked over her clit faster and harder, a slid one of my hands down, placing a finger at her entrance, her juices instantly lubricating it. My free hand did it’s best to satisfy the needs of both her nipples, as I caressed one, the other screamed for attention. My heavy cock was now pouring clear precum onto the bed in a solid stream.

I slipped a finger inside her and instantly found the spongy g spot I was looking for. I stimulated it gently by curling my finger slightly inside her driving her over the edge. She bucked wildly now against my finger and face as I assaulted three of her body’s most sensitive areas rocketing her toward ecstasy.

“Oh fuck!” she moaned, “Oh fuck yes Scott, I am going to cum again!” she grunted loudly this time. She was panting now, and I reveled in controlling her whole body, see her writhing on the bed, moaning my name was enough to make me cum for her without any external stimulation, but I still have plans for that and did my best to focus on her pleasure.

I felt her cunt engorge with blood around my fingers, tightening her around my digits. Next her outer lips filled the same way, plumping her pussy seconds before she reached her apex.

She screamed! “Oh fuck Scott, I’m cumming!”

As her last word was spoken, I pinched her nipple hard between my fingers, while I assaulted her g spot and clit, and she erupted. Violently bucking her hips off the bed, she pushed my finger out of her, and sending a gushing torrent of cum forward over my chin and neck. I moved just far enough away to give her a little room as she bucked again, grunting, sending a shower of cum into my mouth and over my face. She came again, gushing a stream of sweet juice onto my neck and chest. Again and again a seemingly unending flood of her pleasure shot out of her pussy, soaking me and the bed between her legs. Her last few were more like gushing spurts washing through her gash as her pussy throbbed with her orgasm in front of me.

“Oh my god!” she moaned as she shuddered with the final throes of her orgasm. “That was unbelievable! I’ve never cum like that in my entire life!”

“Thanks!” I said, grinning as I moved on top of her, planting a sensual kiss on her lips so she could taste her juice she just squirted all over me. “I was looking for that one, and finally got it!”

We laid there on top of each other kissing for a few moments, silently her hand slid between us and grabbed hold of my granite-like cock. It was slick from all the precum that had been spilling out, and she began to position the throbbing head at her soaking wet entrance. She stroked me against her by sliding my head through her soaking wet gash a few times, and placing the tip at the entrance her warm, soaking wet honey pot.

“I want you inside me.” She moaned.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Yes, just be careful with me, it’s been a while.” She quietly continued. “I’m like a ‘born-again-virgin’ down there, nothing more than a finger in over two years, and you’re kind of big, so take it slow okay?”

“You guide the way baby,” I said to her reassuringly, reaching down and placing each of her hands on my hips, allowing her to control the pace and depth. She immediately began pulling me inside her, as she gazed lovingly in my eyes.

My cock was so engorged that the head was huge and throbbing, it pressed against her tight entrance with a little difficulty, despite her soaked state. She gently pulled harder, increasing the pressure around the tip of my cock, trying to force me to invade her re-virginized body. We stared into each other’s eyes as she pulled harder still, forcing the head past her tight vaginal sphincter with a “pop”.

She yelped once as her eyes filled with tears, I tried to pull back, but she clutched me, drawing me more deeply into her ever so slowly.

“Should we stop?” I quietly asked her, “If it hurts too much we can stop.”

“No,” she replied, “I’ve never been so happy!”

She pulled me further, sliding more of my cock inside her warm, wet cavern. She was so tight, her outer muscle ring gripped me almost painfully as I slid deeper inside her. When she had about half my length inside, she reversed me and gently pushed me back, needing more lubrication for the rest of my length. When the rim of the head pressed against that sphincter again from the inside, she pulled me back in deeper now, each ultra-slow thrust allowed both of us to feel every ridge and vein eliciting a quivering response from her as we joined our bodies together for the first time. This time she kept pulling at my hips until her pussy lips rested against the base of my shaft, the head simultaneously bumping her cervix gently.

“Oh my God, you’re huge!” she moaned, momentarily flattering my ego, but I was still focused on being careful with her.

After gently taking me in and out a few times, we began to establish a slow rhythm, sensually enjoying even the tiniest sensation. Tina was becoming more comfortable now, and her pussy was expanding and beginning to accept my invading member with more ease. Each time I entered her, I could tell she was more comfortable, and was enjoying every sensation.

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