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I feel his pubic hair against mine and then I feel the hard bone grind into my
clitoris. This and him in me send me right over the edge. I can’t stop moving
up and down. I jump. My head from side to side, hair flying everywhere. I must
scream my head off. And it goes on and on. Every time he moves another spasm
shoots through me. Every time I move I get an electric shock. I can’t think. I
can’t see. He doesn’t seem to notice. His gasps are coming loud and fast. He
thrusts up, bouncing me high, and holds. The edge. I grind down hard, and
squeeze. I want this to be one of his better ones. He lets a full throated
moan. From deep in that hairy chest, it rumbles forth, vibrating me, like those
trucks outside. I shiver as my own pleasure over cums me again. My head snaps
back and we collapse on the floor.

And the jerk stops! I wait, hopping it is a cruel joke. A tease, maybe. But
no. I open my eyes. He is standing. His erect penis at eye level. It is
tempting, but right now, I need to be satisfied. Maybe later.

I rise, and he grabs my but, lifting me up. What is he doing. As he lifts me, I
feel his penis slide past my stomach, over my pubic hair. I want him in me. His
penis springs free and hits my clitoris. He starts to lower me. I reach down to
guide him into me. My weight gently settles on him. And spring! He fills me.
Ohhh! I want to swallow him whole. I want him all the way in, I want to grab
his organ with all my might so that it can never leave. I squeeze with all my
might. He groans and his eyes roll back. He breaths in shakily, as he lets me
all the way down.

It has gotten to the point where I can’t really see properly. My eyes close and
I can still see him. No, not him, just his mouth. It is still making those long
strokes. Faster. My hips are moving in time. Perfect. Moving up to meet his
tongue, and pressing forward to get more pressure as he passes by my clitoris.
I’m moaning. My breathing is even in time. In, gasp, “oooo”, in, gasp, “oooo”.
My head flopping from side to side and I a bit of dribble down the side of my
mouth: I have forgotten to swallow!

I’m right at the edge. I can feel that feeling building again. Those sun-bombs.
That crystallization forming. Just at the peak. Arrrr — two three more thrusts
from his tongue and I’ll be there. I must be screaming.

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Instead, the kiss moves back towards my sex. This time, it stops, and spends
time right next to my lips. I can feel it against the outer lips, moving up and
down. I can feel the hot, wet tongue. I know he must be getting intoxicated by
the smell. Good. Closer he moves.

He must touch me. I try and move my hips closer to me. I moves back. He seems
lost in his own world, the kiss the focus of it. The kiss stops. His mouth,
with his tongue sticking out, is directly in front of my sex lips. I have my
head bent over, watching ever move. I will that tongue closer, into me. But it
doesn’t work. I can feel the moisture collecting on the edge of my lips. I’m so
hot.

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His hand slides up from my thigh. Over my shoulders. One goes around my left
breast — squeezing. Pinching. A combination of pain and pleasure. He squeezes
the nipple and pushes it out. He breaths his hot breath across. My nipples are
so hard it is almost painful. They hunger for his mouth for his teeth. But is
not to be. His hands go up to my shoulders and move down again. Slowly. Across
the top of my breasts. I push my chest out forcing him to rub my nipples, to
pinch them, to pull them. He is to quick. Sex shouldn’t be a fight!

Yet, my hands stay at my sides. Strange rules we play by. I could reach up and
touch myself, or force him to touch me. His hot mouth is hovering over my
breast again. I can feel the heat as he breaths out, the cool air as he breaths
in. My nipples ache. He opens his mouth and slowly surrounds my nipple. I can
see everything. His eyes are watching my face as he does this. I can feel the
hot circle of his mouth around my nipple — but, dammit!, he still isn’t
touching it. The tension … He pushes, squishing my breast against my rib
cage, carefully avoiding my releasing me and touching my nipple. Suddenly, I
can feel his hot tongue. It is tracing around the edge, spirals getting closer
to the center. I can’t see the tongue, but it is burning a path of white heat.

Ahh. Something very cold has entered me. oh. My orgasm has passed. But, I
still can’t stop my hips moving. My breath is still short and fast. He must be
putting something inside me. Not him. Too cold. Its temp. difference is so much
that I can feel it move inside. Right at the entrance. He is moving it back and
forth just a little. But very fast. I can feel my hips thrusting to get it in
faster.

I can feel the urgency building between my legs. The guy as walked out of the
room now. I really don’t care, I am very involved in myself. I rub a little
faster, and that old familiar feeling starts to build. My hips start to move
out of my control. My breath is pounding.

My sex has a life of its own. It thrusts upwards, as if it wished to be filled.
Drops back unattended to. My fingers rub faster, what little can go in, does.
It thrusts for ward again, pushing hard against my hand. I can feel it
crystalizing. This is going to be an intense one. I can’t remember my name, but
I do notice that I’m moaning. The moans are rapidly becoming low pitched
squeals. Here it is, its ohhh. Ican’t seethink. My whole brain is vibrating. I
can’t move my hand to keep it going! It’s going to crash, no! Don’t leave!

I hear him moving but I don’t open my eyes. I move my hands across the top of
my breasts and down again, being sure to squeeze my nipple on the way down.
Across my stomach where that hot drink has made me feel so languid. Down across
my hips sliding the skirt and panties around my ankles. I grab what is left of
my drink and pour it on my stomach.

It trickles down the insides of my legs onto his bean bag. I can feel it
dripping across my lips. They must be touched. I move my hands down across my
thighs, and up towards my sex. I just touch the lips gently, a tease. With the
left hand I play with my right breast. A gentle pinch. A push. A trace. Or a
squeeze. With my other hand I use a finger to trace my inner thigh to my sex. I
spread my legs wide, and rub my finger up and down, gently across the opening.

No, don’t say anything. How can I make him shut up! I spill my drink all over
my sweater. Ruined. He jumps up. I feel the liquid seep through the cotton. It
is cool against my hot sweaty skin. It trickles down to my left nipple. I can
feel it around the nipple. There is more there. It seems to be collecting, a
weights, tugging. And it feels good. I close my eyes, in my own world. Finally,
it drips off my nipple onto my stomach.

My nipples are rock hard. Every breath is one of pleasure. I don’t want to even
take my top off as they won’t have anything to rub against. Tough. I slide it
over. I rub my hands across my chest, the sticky drink spreading. I move across
my stomach, both hands up and cup my breasts. I gently draw circles around the
nipples, stretch them a little. My body is humming. I push inwards on my
nipples, and they slip sideways because of the drink. The sunrise of the slip
sends a shock through my body. Shiver.

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It’s a thick, sticky liquid. Red. Tastes vaguely of cherry or strawberry. It
coats the back of my throat, and slides the rest of the way to my stomach were
it becomes a hot little ball. The ball slowly expands, relaxing me. I feel like
I could just sit down and let this guy do what ever he wants to me. There’s a
bean bag chair. Pow. It’s warm.

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He’s looking at my face again. I can feel it. That desire thing. He need only
communicate it with me. I can feel the music beating. No way to talk. The bass
drum is in my lungs. It makes my sweater vibrate. It even makes my box humm.
box!? I would never say that.

He’s got a bulge in his pants. Looks bit bigger than average. It’s like a
snake, slowly uncoiling. With each gyration, it moves up a bit more. mmm i
would like to hold that… To gently cress it. Blow my hot breath across it.
Run my hands back past his balls, grab his but and pull it towards my face.
Grrrr! I want this guy, who ever he is. I don’t care. I don’t care about Rip,
I don’t care about Jamie getting a ride home, and I don’t care about AIDS.

His home is bare. He must go to the club often as he lives only two blocks
away. The idea of the many others pleasured by him excites me. His experienced
fingers, mouth, the way he will rub against my body. Wait, here he comes …
with a drink.

I can imagine them grabbing me. They are large meaty ones. That of a
construction worker, perhaps. On my breasts, grabbing, pulling, gently
twisting. A caressing hand down from my neck across one of my breasts and down
a leg. Back up the inside of a leg and gently across the hair covering my sex.
Just a tease. I [...]

Yikes! Eye contact. I’m locked. I can feel a flood of heat into my face. Good
thing the strobe lights, etc. don’t show anything. He looks around at the dance
floor. At Jamie. Why did he do that? Back at me. Oh my! He’s coming over.
He’s asking me to dance!

It’s one of Madona’s songs: Vogue. My god, look at that body move. I can
already see it undressed. To wrap his legs around me, to feel him inside me.
Geez! I haven’t though of anything like this since college! What would Rip
say? Furious. I can imagine the yelling match. Tough. If he’s off on a
business trip, well, I’m going to have some fun. And his hands.

When we arrived home we had a quick drink and headed for the showers to
get cleaned up. While we were showering off the evenings lust Ruth
asked me if I was up to another night of hot sex. I told her I would do
my best and asked her what she had in mind. Ruth told me it had been a
long time since she hosted a house party and with my hard dick around
she would like to see if we could get it on with some of her friends. I
told her that I would love it and grabbed her tits and started to play
with her nipples. Ruth reached down and stroked my slowly stiffening
cock urging me to one more round with her. I responded and began to
finger her cunt and asshole slipping a finger into each of her hot
holes. We quickly dried off and retired to Ruth’s bed. I pushed her on
her back and ate her sweet pussy until Ruth had a nice lingering orgasm
then got her up in a doggy style position and forced my prick up her
cunt stroking her pussy with deep slow strokes. Ruth began to moan and
I increased the frequency of my strokes as I massaged her nipples and
frigged her clit. Soon Ruth was convulsing in orgasm and she fell
forward on the bed soon after her climax. Since I had been fucking all
night I had not gotten off yet and Ruth sensed my predicament. Reaching
back Ruth spread her ass cheeks and rubbed her anus inviting me to fuck
her asshole. I licked her puckered anal ring and slowly pressed my
stiff meat up her waiting hot asshole. Ruth grunted as I pressed my
stiff prick up her hot wet anus forcing my dick deep into her hot
throbbing asshole. Ruth pressed her ass up to meet my strokes forcing
my prick balls deep in her tight rectum on each plunge. I was getting
near to filling her tight ass with my sperm as Ruth began to urge me on
calling out to me to fill her hot butt with my sperm. Finally my
pleasure peaked and I shot my load deep into Ruth’s asshole filling her
butt with my sperm. Exhausted we rolled on our sides my cock still
imbedded in Ruth’s asshole and fell into a deep and satisfied sleep.