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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.

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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.

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!

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