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Temptation Chapter Three

Please read chapters one and two first as it wont make sense or I might post them all as one story ? Please leave comments as to my mistakes etc but remember this isn’t an English exam paper

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Predatrix: Prelude

This short story gives all the background necessary for the series. The sequels will have a LOT more steamy stuff.
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Five Days of Paradise (3)

—THE NEXT MORNING—
The two of us headed into the kitchen, groggy and with bedheads, where there were Mom, Dad, Adam, and Dana. It was 9, and we had to pack up to move into our other three rooms by 11. Aden and I didn’t have shirts on, but we had pajama pants on, and we settled on the porch, just the two of us alone, looking out upon the shorter sky scrapers, and the taller ones (which were far off, seeing as that’s where the urban city was), and the beach, the pool, the roads, the lazy river below us, just the beautiful sights in general… including Aden.
Dad came out just when Aden had took in breath to say something, and told us that last night at 12, a family checked into two of our rooms, so we wouldn’t be able to check in right away, we’d have to wait until 3.
Aden and went to the room and got on shirts and changed into shorts (exchanging several naughty glances) then the six of us went to Ihop, where Aden and I dug in to some chocolate-chip pancakes, then we went to Broadway at the Beach, where we entered a place called “Magi-Quest.” We walked in and there was a guy in Mythical-Medieval dress standing next to a box of wands.
“Hello, and welcome to Magi-Quest. Is this your first time?” He asked.
“Yes,” said Mom.
“Well here’s what you do: first, you buy a wand. Then, you buy the amount of time spent in the arena. Then, you will go into the room to my left, where the game will be explained. Lastly, you will enter the arena, and follow the quests, defeat the enemies, and conquer your fate. Interested?”
Aden seemed VERY interested, and I just thought, “What the hell,” and went on. Aden picked out a gold and silver wand and I got a gold and black one. We went into the room for introduction where the game was explained, then we went in and played.
It had puzzles which were solved by running around the arena (which could’ve been bigger) and it was very hot. It could also get very challenging at times, but nonetheless, it was worth it all, to see Aden running around joyfully, having fun. When we got out it was a few hours later, and we strolled around Broadway. Soon, Aden and I got bored by shops our parents were going in and so we broke off, walking around the area, stopping only at 5, on a bridge next to a fountain, watching the water as the sun set behind it.
“I enjoyed last night,” said Aden, eagerly.
We both wanted that to continue, but we were interrupted by my phone ringing. It was a text from Mom saying that we were going to eat at the Hard Rock Café for dinner. I replied, be there in a sec.
We slowly made our way over, talking about why it was in a pyramid vs. anything it SHOULD be in for Hard Rock (a guitar, drums, microphone—or, I don’t know, perhaps a building—etc.)
“No, Aden, how would they fit a restaurant inside a microphone? Or a guitar? How would they even build a giant guitar?”
“You’re lacking imagination, Anthony.”
After dinner, we went to the hotel where we checked into our new rooms. Mom and Dad’s room would be next to Adam and Dana’s, however, Aden and I’s room would be a floor underneath the other two. We went down and unpacked.
“I’m going to take a shower,” I said.
“Oh,” said Aden, “I was just about to brush my teeth.”
“You can brush your teeth as I’m in the shower,” I replied.
He seemed kind of shy at first, and I didn’t know why. It wasn’t anything naughty. Just the two of us wanted to get into the pool as quick as possible. I know I couldn’t wait. I mean, the pool was giant, on one side it went to 8 feet deep! There were four water slides, a lazy river, and a children’s area, too. Of course, it all turned out fine, and we didn’t notice each other in the shower/teeth-brushing session.
But we did get up to noticing each other in the pool. It was late (not that late, just around 7) and we were alone in the pool. After swimming and talking, we finished our conversation which we had never before had a ton of time to finish.
“So,” said Aden, swimming close to me, “I enjoyed last night.”
“I did too,” I truthfully replied.
“But…” he exaggerated the ‘U.’
Uh-oh.
“…But what?” I said.
“But I don’t know if you’re…”
“You don’t know if I’m what?”
“…as serious as me…”
There was silence for a few minutes, until I broke it, “What do you mean by that?”
“Well…This is awkward…”
“And you’re making it more awkward by not saying anything,” I said, matter-of-factly, “If you don’t think I’m not sure of what happened last night—“
“I’m not—are you sure?”
“No—Explain.”
“Well, I don’t really want to… if you don’t feel the same way.”
“Let’s put it this way: Nothing you can say will change the way I think of you.”
“You say that now.”
“And I will say it tomorrow, proudly.”
“Fine… in my eyes, it was more than a jack-off session that we did together.”
“How so?”
“Because… I love you.”
It struck me in the chest. Harder than a moving train, harder than a bullet, than an airborne plane, harder than any news I’d ever gotten; and it was Fabulous. I pulled him into an embrace and kissed the hell out of him. If someone walked in—even Mom or Dad—I wouldn’t care. I loved him, and I knew for sure he loved me too.
We stopped for a second so he could breathe: “So that means—“
“I love you, too,” I replied, chuckling.
We stared into each other’s eyes, then kissed some more.
—BACK IN THE ROOM—
There we sat, holding hands across our laps.
“So, am I your first boyfriend?” I asked.
“No,” he said, “You’re my first partner ever.”
I smiled as he said, “you?”
“No, I had a jerk who cheated on me, but it was no were near as real as this. I’d only say ‘I love you’ to a person who I really meant it. He never pushed the issue, and I never told that sleezeball ‘I love you,’ and I’d regret it if I did.” I was being very honest with this story. He cheated on me with an ugly motherfucker named Matt.
He laughed.
“Ah, Damn!” I said, going through my suitcase.
“What?” Aden asked.
“I didn’t bring any back up contacts and I left my contacts at the pool!”
“Did you bring your glasses?”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s see.”
I slipped on the glasses, and I figured Dylan must’ve been right, because he looked like he was going to orgasm because I put the glasses on. The hard, Oh-my-god-he’s-so-sexy face he had on turned me on, and I made sure of one thing: I was going to fuck Aden tonight. I don’t care if it was just oral, it was going to happen. Perhaps anal is too soon, anyway, but, you know, I was going to get in his pants more than a jack-off session.
—THAT NIGHT—
This might take a while.
I didn’t want to approach him as creepy; just loving and horny.
Which, of course, I was. I loved him to death and never wanted to let go. It was hard not blurting out “Let’s Fuck!! :D” when we took off our clothes and lied in bed in our boxers.
“Good night,” He said softly.
“Good night,” I returned, reluctant, and not quite finished, “do you want to have a quick jack-off before bed?”
“Umm…” He thought about it.
“Or, uh…”
“What?” He asked.
“Well, you know…”
“No I don’t, please elaborate.”
“…maybe… we could…”
“We could what?”
“Try a bit…more?”
“What do you mean? Do you want to…?”
“Give you a BJ?”
“Well, do you?”
“I just want to give you pleasure.”
“Aww, you’re sweet. Surly, you’re planning to let me return the favor?”
“If you would like.”
“…then maybe. I’ll think about it.”
“Do I have to wake you up?” I asked, tickling him. He squirmed around and laughed in the most adorable way. I chuckled too, and after a while I stopped and he looked at me, into my eyes. He kissed my lips, then pulled away, and said, “Nope.”
“Do I have to get you in the mood?” I asked, rubbing my hand on his body. My hand rubbed in circles a bit, making him moan, then I lowered my hand to his pelvis, where I slipped my hand into his underwear and messaged his penis. I pulled out, then ran my hand down his leg, rubbing as I went. He kissed me as I rubbed between his leg and covered ballsack, then said, “Do that a bit more.” I did, and he moaned, getting an erection, as I did, too.
“Ok, I’ve thought about it. It’s just that I’m nervous; I’ve never… done it… with a guy before. Or with anyone at that.”
“Me either,” I said, calmly, my lips inches from his. I kissed him, then reached down in to his underwear, taking his ass into my hands. I squeezed it, and rubbed it, and he moaned through our locked lips and tongues, then, I took of his boxers, and slid underneath the covers.
“Wait,” he stopped me, “What’ll it be like?”
“I don’t know,” I truthfully responded. “Let’s find out.”
I took his fully erect 5 inch penis in to my mouth and moved my head up and down, savoring the flavor and love passing through this. I swirled my tongue around the head, then rubbed the shaft. He moaned in pleasure as I sucked as if there was no tomorrow. I shoved the entire thing down my throat, basically kissing his pelvis, and I stuck my tongue out, licking his balls. They were just starting to grow hair and delicious.
Very soon, my cock was rock hard—the hardest it’d ever been, 7 inches! I began to massage my own penis as I messaged Aden’s—with my tongue. He moaned and thrusted it down my throat, and I was glad to see him in such pleasure. He started thrusting faster, closing his eyes, climax—then, there was Aden’s hot cum running down my throat. It tasted sweet and salty. It was amazing I swallowed it easily, then shoved his dick into the back of my throat, and swallowed, and he shuddered.
I slowly took my mouth off of his penis, and he began rubbing my ass. Slowly, he took off my boxers, seeing my giant 7-inch rock hard cock.
“I don’t know if I can—“ Aden began, but I interrupted him.
“Then don’t,” I said.
He thought of this, for some reason, as: ‘You’d better do it, you stupid bitch,’ and he shoved himself, forcefully, onto my cock. As soon as it was in his mouth, he seemed reassured, he loved it, grabbing the base and shoving it down his throat, massaging the balls. He was like a pro.
I moaned, and, totally sex-greedy, stuck my hand on the back of his head and pushed my penis in. I knew I wouldn’t last long. Just the look of Aden, naked, was enough to make me blow my load. I pumped it in and out, ruffling his short blond hair, and he circled the shaft with his tongue. I was right; I wouldn’t last long. I felt a sensation like never before as he sucked me, I felt as if I’d died and gone to heaven; and this was a reward for a great deed.
But no, it was Aden, and I was having the time of my life. As I felt the oncoming climax, feeling like the most powerful ever, I braced myself, and shoved my entire cock down his throat as my creamy boy juice was spat all over my pelvis. Slowly, Aden licked it off, occasionally, licking my cock, then he put his mouth to mine, and transferred my cum into my mouth. Mine was saltier and less sweet than his, and I nearly swallowed his tongue swallowing it. He laughed, and I told him I liked his better.
I fit my dick in-between his ass cheeks and he pressed his dick on my stomach, laying on me. His head was on my chest, breathing hard.
“I love you,” He breathed.
“I love you, too,” I said, kissing the top of his blond head.
That was perhaps the best night ever. Until tomorrow night>=)

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Now here’s the plan…Ch 2

This is the second part to this series. I can’t control how you read it, but if you get confused please go back and read part one. I’m still trying to get a hang of this so please cut me some slack.

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You CAN’T Fuck a Teacher

You CAN’T Fuck a Teacher
…I’m Jason. I was only half listing to my girlfriend Trina talk about her big crush on the schools male drama teacher, Mr. Miller. I was more interested in feeling her nice tits as I had my hand under her T-shirt and feeling them. I was getting her hot and the hotter she got, the more she talked about her big crush.
I decided to mess with her.
…..“Have you ever thought about what his cock feels like?…what it would be like if he made a move on you?…kissing you and feeling you up?” She giggled all embarrassed and said: “Well…I guess I have…. a little. “ I said: “You CAN’T fuck a teacher! You can fantasize all you want, so dream on Trina.” She giggled and we began laying down on her bed. After getting her pants down, we started in fucking. I said: “Just imagine I’m Mr. Miller and I’m madly in love with you and have to have sex with you…” She closed her eyes and moaned softly…. “Ok…take me Mr. Miller…I know how bad you want me…fuck me now..”
….. She had a big climax as we peaked our fucking. Later I said: “You naughty girl, you were fantasizing that I was Mr. Miller and he was having hot sex with you, you can’t fuck a teacher!” We both laughed, but I kept laughing for a long time because she knew nothing about what was happening to me…..at this very point in time.
(Trina thought…) We’ll see about that ‘Can’t fuck a teacher’ stuff. Next year I’ll be out of high school and he won’t be a teacher to me anymore. No rules say he can’t have sex with an ‘ex’ student. Right now nobody knows it but we’ve already kissed and he felt me up real good after class one time. I want to have sex with him. He’s the most handsome sexy man I’ve ever met. I’m going to fuck an ‘ex’ teacher of mine, you just wait….
(Jason…)
…..Mrs. Lamar, my Art teacher, hung the sign ‘Detention’ on her classroom outside door. She closed and ‘locked’ the door. Her nice full tits began to rise up and down as she began to get excited. I was in detention again with her. She turned around and gasp, as I stood there smiling right in front of her. I bent down and started running my hand up under her skirt, slowly up her leg and felt her slick silk panties. She didn’t move and closed her eyes. She began ‘as usual’ to whisper to me: (“…Jason, we can’t do this, I’ve told you before. Now please take your seat and study.”) I didn’t stop, ‘as usual‘.
…..I let my fingers trace her panties all around her legs and waist. She shivered, as usual. She started in, saying (as usual)…in a whisper: (“…you know the rules, you can’t touch a female teacher, you’ll get kicked out school and into big trouble. We’ve been over and over this. Please remove your hand from under my skirt and I will forget it ever happened. This will be the last time I do this for you. Please take your seat and ‘try’ not to do this again. I know you don’t want to get in trouble..”) I inched her panties down below her pussy. I felt her damp pubic hair. (“…please don’t do that Jason, ‘try’ real hard to control yourself. I know your parents wouldn’t want you to do this. You have to try harder not to feel my body like this….are you listening to me?”) I leaned in and rubbed my cheek on hers. She didn’t move, but just gasp for more air. (“…Jason…don’t do that please…I…a….I know how you…. feel and It just can’t be. Are you trying at all Jason?….we can’t….continue this…you have to ….control yourself…..(gasp)…oh don’t Jason…your just making it harder……please stop kissing my neck….I’m going to get mad Jason!….oh!….(gasp)….don’t put your finger in me please….your making it so hard to control yourself…..this will have to be the last time we do this…..ooooo…careful Jason….my vagina is very sensitive right now and your not helping…
…..5 minutes Jason..5 minutes is all…, and then we stop…ok? I‘m a married woman, and you can‘t do this….no more kissing today. I‘m getting all sweaty. Oh Jason…don‘t put my hand on your erection, it just makes it bigger. You don’t want to leave here with a big erection do you!…no more kissing I told you…I..mmmm oh Jason…stop please….you know I can’t take..mmmmm…I can’t breath Jason! We have to work on stopping this. I want you to go home and masturbate and think about some other woman, not me…ok?…we’ll try that and see how it works…ok..? Jason. .open your eyes and listen to me! Now take your finger out of me and go sit down!…stop rubbing me there…you know I can‘t take that. Oh…Jason…you know I orgasm easy with you, and this is the last time we do it….ooooo…you better hold me so I don‘t fall down Jason….damn you…ooooo…oh my god Jason…not again…oooooo…hold me tight Jason, you know my legs always get weak….Yes!…hold me tight like that.”
(I shot cum in my pants…lots of cum.)
“Ok, ok, that’s enough…now go sit down… ”)
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…..Finger fucking a teacher to orgasm was the most thrilling thing I had ever done. The risk, …and getting her to let me do it was the best.
….This was the same routine when Mrs. Lamar would put me in detention after class. All teachers were allowed to keep students after class to discipline them. She was ‘helping’ me with my ‘personal problem’ of getting sexually excited over her. She was a dedicated teacher, all business, and was sure she could ‘cure’ me…
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….I thought about how we got to this point in time. Mrs. Lamar was my art teacher. All the guys in school knew the hard rules of ’You make a move on a female teacher, and you get in big trouble.’ We saw others get kicked out and even the cops called on one guy, for molesting a female teacher.
…..Mrs. Lamar had a different approach from those rules. She wanted to try and ‘help me’ control my lust for her.
….It started slow as I eyeballed her killer hot body, day after day. She dressed down and covered her tits up as per school rules… but no way could she hide those nice full tits and hot legs…
….I saw her playing golf with her husband one Saturday. She had on white shorts, and a white blouse that let those tits stick out nice. Her long brown hair which was always tucked behind her head at school, was now in a long wavy pony tail, down to her waist…wow. Her husband was off talking somewhere and I approached her. “Hi Mrs. Lamar.” I said. She turned around looking puzzled, then smiled big, and walked close to me. I had on swimming trunks and no shirt.
…..Her smiling eyes were checking me out but good. “Hi Jason, do you work here?” I said yes, part time grounds and pool keeper is all. We talked a little about school stuff. She checked all around to see if anyone was looking. She held out her hand and said: “It was nice seeing you Jason.” I shook her hand as she held on to it. “You’re a natural artist Jason. I envy you. I wished I had your talent. I’ve thought about some ’special projects’ for you, we’ll have to talk after class about them…OK?” I tried not to look down her cleavage at those wonderful full tits. She caught me. She smiled and whispered: (“…Jason…are you listening to me?”) She fiddled with the top button of her blouse and smiled bigger.
…..I don’t know what made me say it, but I whispered: (“..I’m sorry Mrs. Lamar, your so beautiful I….it’s….hard to pay attention.”) She blinked and swallowed, not expecting my answer. She said quietly..(“…we have to talk about this Jason, you can’t be ….I mean you have a future in art…and …I …want …oh god, I don’t know what I mean. We have to have a talk after class about your problem.”)
…. I didn’t realize she had given me a semi-hard on. She looked right at it wide eyed and then slowly spun around and walked away with that cute little ass and those killer hot legs.
Jenny, (Mrs. Lamar) thought and talked to herself…
….. Jenny, you know better than to get sexually excited for a student! Nothing but trouble will come of it. No one knows you aren’t really married. Jerry Lamar is your brother and you just pose as a married couple. This school prefers ‘married’ women teachers, so it makes them happy to think…your married. They think this discourages young males from getting those ‘ideas’ in their heads. It’s ‘suppose’ to keep female teachers from getting involved with young male students since they have a man at home to keep the sexually happy. You’ve got to try harder not to think about this Jason as anything but a student. Damn, why did I have to see him today. He had his damn shirt off and looked so sexy…THEN…I see his big lump in his swimming trunks. I hate it when my pussy tingles like that when I don’t want it to. I just have to cool myself off and him too, and… THAT…will be the end of it……damn he has a good build and tan…oh stop it Jenny!…you keep thinking about him over and over. I wish I had never met him…kind of… Damn him, now I’m getting wet again. Go take a nap and forget him…
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…..Well…that didn’t work, I just had another dream about him….shit! How can I turn him ’off’ to me….but yet stay friendly and nice like he is…..let’s face it….you love to think about him….that first day in class…his beautiful blue eyes got me. Shit!…go watch T.V…or something!
…..damn he’s cute…
(Jason…)
…..I was in my room thinking about…who else…Mrs. Lamar. My mom came in and said: “I just got a call from a Mrs. Lamar.” I got a jolt in my dick. Oh shit…I’m in trouble now. “She’ll be coming over tonight to talk to dad and I about your art and your future.” she said.
“Oh cool, she thinks I’m a good artist and thinks I have a future in art.” I said.
…..I heard the doorbell and mom and Mrs. Lamar talking. I went in the living room and there she was. She was dressed all prim and proper like a teacher should. We all talked as I eyeballed her and felt the usual tingles in my dick. I always got them from looking at her. “Jason, show Mrs. Lamar the pictures you have done in your room.” mom said. Oh shit…her in my room will be a hard on maker if I don’t watch it. I had on a T-shirt and tight jeans. I stood up and led her to my room. I had a few pictures of hot babes, but mainly some pictures I had drawn, tacked on the walls.
…..Mrs. Lamar came in and studied the pictures. I noticed her breathing was kind of heavy. Mom said: “Jenny… I’ll let you two talk art while I get us something cool to drink.”….and left the room. Don’t get hard now dick…not now, I thought. Jenny stopped in front of a picture of a girl I just drew. The girl in the picture had on white shorts, a white blouse and golfing hat with a long wavy pony tail….she knew it was her.
….. “I like this one real well Jason, who is it?” She turned and smiled at me. I smiled back and said: “A beautiful woman I met.” I said.
….“I couldn’t get her out of my mind…so I just had to draw her….now I’m ’in love’ with the picture….”
…..She turned and looked at me with her beautiful smiling eyes. She stepped real close to my face. Her big tits rose up and down taking in more air. My dick had no choice but to bulge tight in my jeans. She whispered: (“…Jason dear…‘we’ have a problem. ‘We’ can’t let this happen. I will help you get over it. You can’t fall for me and you know it. I have the same problem, and together we can work it out so that….”) She stopped mid sentence. (“..Jason …don’t look at me that way please. I’m having a hard enough time keeping you off my mind… Jason, please don’t….”) I slowly leaned forward and our lips touched softly. She just stood there with her eyes closed. I took her hand and let her feel my hard on. She gasp and trembled hard…and then stopped and gave out a big sigh…..She took her hand away and quickly walked around me and out of the room. Jenny, mom and dad all talked as I waited for my rock hard on to go down. I finally came in the living room. She wouldn’t look at me, but just kept nervously jabbering about art. Soon she stood up to leave and I walked her to her car.
….. It was dark out and she smelled wonderful. I leaned in her window and she whispered: (“…Jason!…don’t even think about trying to kiss…”)… I kissed her again… only deeper and longer this time. She moaned and sucked a big breath…”I should slap your face Jason…but…I just can’t….” She returned my kiss and our tongues now met. She moaned a long moan and started the car and started backing out…separating our kiss. Her eyes smiled wide as she left…..
(Jenny thought on the way home…)…
…..that was a big mistake, letting him get you all hot like that. Now you won’t be able to sleep tonight. Brother Jerry has a girlfriend, so he doesn’t get frustrated like I do. I want my own man. Having sex with your brother all these years is great, but now he’s got a girlfriend and I want a boyfriend of my own. Why do I have to get hot over a student, I know better and it just can’t be. I’ve got to find a way to stop wanting him so bad…Damn!
…..Jason will graduate in June and be gone….then things will change…I…but I don’t want him gone, I want him to desire me like I desire him…shit! What’s it going to be…dump him or have sex with him….there has got to be a way…
(Jason…)
….There has got to be a way…little did I know then that she was thinking the same thing. Time passed. No detention. She announced in class that there was going to be a ‘field trip’ to our local museum. The class all met there and walked around looking at the art. She dismissed the class and everyone left…. but her and I. The museum closed at 4pm, and it was almost 4. The old lady who ran it came and told Mrs. Lamar to let her self out at the self-locking door, she said goodnight, and left. She closed the only door to the place, checked to make sure it locked, and walked away. “Jason, come with me please.” Jenny said. We walked around the corner to the big row of double no back seats. She sat me down and got in her purse. She handed me some legal looking papers.
…..They said the she was now going to run the museum, and teach a class for advance students in the back. It was an extension of the school system. “Jason, I have to hire security and grounds keeper, do you want the job?”. No more serious looks as she smiled at me. I of course grinned and reached for her. “Now Jason, I’ll be your boss and you’ll have to do as I say. We’ll have to keep working on your problem.” She was smiling and began to unbuttoning my shirt. “We can’t fool around, we’ll have to try real hard to control ourselves.” I started undressing her. I reached up and took the big clip holding her hair. I watched it fall down into my hands…all soft and so sexy.
… “I’m going to try real hard to control myself Jenny. We’ll have a job to do and it will be strictly business.” Off went her suit jacket and blouse. She undid my belt and pants. We traded little kisses and kept talking. “I’ll make sure your protected from any lust filled male students who would dare make a sexual move on you.” Off came her bra and my pants. I laid her down on the seats and lifted up her skirt, and pulled off her panties. I laid on top of her. Time seem to stop as for the first time we got to feel our bodies. We kissed more as she talked some….”Jason, I’ll still be a teacher…but you won’t be a student anymore. Can I trust you to not to try and lose control and try and make a sexual move on me?”
“No you cannot.” I said. “I have this ’problem’…will you help me with it?” Her legs wrapped around my back. “Jason!…control your self!…you know good and well you can’t have sex with a teacher.” She stroked my hard cock and slipped it in her warm wet pussy. She whispered: (“…Jason…your losing control again….oh god,…now you’ve made me loose control too…see what you’ve done….mmmmmm….oh oh oh oh help me Jason, your going to make me cum so good…”
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…..I watched a male student put his hand around the waist of Mrs. Lamar. I went in the door and took him by the arm and led him out into the hall. “You know the rules mister. You can’t touch a teacher or make a sexual move on her. That will get you a fast trip to jail, do I make myself clear?” “Yes sir” he said. He went back in the room looking all dejected and took a seat. Mrs. Lamar winked at me as I backed out of the room. I smiled, winked back, and left.
…..That night I sat with my new girlfriend in my new apartment. We talked about “Mrs. Lamar” having sex with her fake husband, who was really her brother. How my old girlfriend Trina wanted to have sex with the drama teacher, Mr. Miller. Trina told me later that they did have sex while she was a student….but almost got caught in the boys bathroom at school. She said it was so exciting and risky. They still fuck today all the time.
…..We were in our robes on the couch. Jenny snuggled up to me and said: “Jason sweetie…mmmm…tell me how you felt that first time we had sex.” I smiled and turned her to lay across my lap. I felt her wonderful full tits and played with her pussy…
…“Well Jenny, First of all …I was still a student and you were a Teacher….so it never happened. Second, you forced me to have sex with you!” “Jason!…you’ve got a real problem telling bullshit story’s. I’m going to have to keep you after class and we can work on ’your’ problem. Now come on, tell me how it was, I get tingles when I think about it…. We giggled and kissed.
….“Mrs. Lamar….I suffered.”
“Oh really Jason, tell me how you suffered so I can suffer with you.” she said.
…“I was so excited…I couldn’t cum. We must have fucked for a half hour and I couldn’t get enough of you. For the first time I got to feel your hot body and kiss you all over. My cock wouldn’t cum. To excited!….so I dropped down to finally lick your sweet pussy. I had dreamed of doing this so many times. You moaned so sweet as I licked you over and over. I loved the way you raised your pussy up to me and ran your fingers thru my hair. You kept squirming, jumping and moaning.”
“You made me orgasm over and over, no wonder!” she said.
….“I think I kissed every spot on your body at least 10 times that night. Smooth and sweet. I sucked your nipples until they were rock hard. You moaned more and twitched with pleasure. You pulled me up and started sucking and kissing on my cock. The sounds you made were awesome. I think my cock was getting ready to cum now…I started to get dizzy and I felt my balls start to react. You must have sensed it, because you started deep throating me and mouth jacking me real fast. I remember seeing bright lights go off in my head as a bolt of cum shot out of my cock, followed by mega shots that seem to never stop“…
“Ooooo I’ll never forget your hot cum filling my throat and mouth. I had dreamed of this day.” she said.
“I lost it…I’d never had anything like that in my life. I had to put my cock now in your sweet wet pussy. You didn’t want to let go of it, but finally you did. In it slid. You and I moaned as it felt like it was on fire with the heat. I’d never heard that kind of loud slapping noise from two bodies before.….we fuck so hard and fast….then… here came the second burst of cum shots….oooooo….we shook together and moaned as your pussy stroked my cock till it was numb.”
“That was the most excited I had been in my whole life Jason!” she said out of breath.
….“You remember we fucked all night, over and over. My cock and your pussy were sore, but we didn’t care and just kept fucking….
….I remember waking up still moving my cock back and forth in you and you squeezing it with your pussy…then I went out cold“….
———-
….Jenny lay there, all hot with her eyes closed. She smiled and took a deep breath….
….”Jason…. sweetie….”
“Yes, Jenny…..”
“You’ve got…. a problem”…
“What now, my love…”
“You have a big lump….. sticking me in my side, I think…. we’d better go in the bedroom, (pause for breath) and work on ‘your’…problem.”
…I looked at her, all turned on and out of breath…I said:
“Well…you have a problem too, my dear. Your panties are so wet, they are making a big spot on our new couch….”
….I picked her up and carried her into our bedroom. I kicked the door shut.
The neighbors heard:
….. “Now Jason… sweetie, I’ll get on top…ooooooo…oh.. there…so we can play…’Ride’m Cowgirl’…I just love our little game….now you…
Oh Jezzzz!!…Ja…aaa…son!…are… you…. Lis…ten…ing… to…. me?…..oh… oh… oh… ba..by…mm…mm…mm.”
…*we solved both our problems…

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Diary of Billy Bob Chapter 4 (Satisfying Our Guest)

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 4 (Satisfying Our Guest)
The next day was Sunday and after we got back home from church, Leah suggested that we try some new things that Rachel had told her about, but in the full light of day. Before I could say what I thought about it, they both quickly shed their clothes and then came to me to help me out of mine. Now I knew that Rachel was a good looking girl, but I had never seen her nude in full daylight and so had no idea as to what a stunner she really was. Her hair and eyebrows were a lustrous black, as was the luxurious triangle of hair around her privates. I would guess that her measurements were 32 – 22 – 34, very curvaceous. Her breasts did not need the help of a bra, they were perfectly shaped with small pink nipples standing out invitingly. And with all of the beauty of her body, her face was even more beautiful. The coloration of her skin was as though she had a healthy suntan. As they undressed me, and I enjoyed more fully the sight of Rachel au natural, my penis started coming to attention, much to my embarrassment. Leah laughed, touched my dick lightly, and said it looked like we were going to have some fun.
Leah said that Rachel was a virgin, but really wanted to change that before she had to join her parents. With no further explanation or discussion, Leah told me to watch her closely as she initiated foreplay with Rachel. They laid on the bed and Leah started kissing Rachel on the mouth and letting her tongue roam her lips and the inside of her mouth. At the same time she was caressing her breasts and circling her nipples with her fingers. Rachel was responding in a similar fashion but would gently bite on Leah’s lower lip and at the same time tweak her nipples with what to me appeared to be a rather hard pinch. As they both became aroused and their actions became more rapid, Rachel reached down to Leah’s genitals and started massaging her clitoris. Now Leah is very sensitive there, so she asked Rachel to use her tongue instead and twisted around so that they were in a 69 position with Leah on top.
By this time I was very hot too and asked them what I could do to help. Leah reluctantly straightened up so that her pussy was still in contact with Rachel’s mouth and tongue, and allowed me to put my head between Rachel’s legs. I first licked the inside of her thighs, working my way up to her crotch. She obligingly lifted her hips so that I could lick between her lips and her anus, but then let her hips down again, inviting me in. I parted her pubic hair and gently licked around the inside of her lips. She became somewhat stimulated by this (and also by her ministrations to Leah’s pussy); between my saliva and her lubricating fluid, she became quite wet.
Encouraged, I allowed my tongue to contact her clit and then embraced it with my lips and sucked on it, gathering some of the wetness in my mouth. I was holding her lips wide apart so that I could get my face in full contact with her pussy and my lips fully around her clitoris. Then I licked her clit with my rough tongue and circled my tongue around and across it. Now I had to hold on to her hips tightly to keep my face in her pussy, as she was beginning to gyrate her hips quite violently. She took her mouth away from Leah long enough to beg me to come on in, but I was on the verge of coming and I wanted her first time to be better than a slam-bam-thank-you-mam. So I asked Leah to bring me to a climax so that I could pleasure Rachel with some leisure, just as her ma had taught me. Leah got off of Rachel, slid down in the bed and took my penis in her mouth while I continued to please Rachel. She no longer moved her hips as violently, probably missing some of the joy of her contact with Leah, but seemed to just lay back and enjoy the experience, although with some mounting tension as she approached her climax.
Leah had not moved her lips up and down my shaft more than three or four times before I came in a huge spurt. She held it all in her mouth, extracting every last bit of it from me, and then moved up to share it with Rachel. That was the crowning event and Rachel reached her climax, filling my mouth with more of her fluids. Then I moved up to kiss her mouth and share her fluids with those of mine that were still in her mouth and gently slipped my prick into her waiting vagina. She was so hot and her muscles so relaxed that I slipped right in my full length, encountering no obstruction whatsoever. I asked her if we could just lie together like that as we cooled down and feel the intimacy of our closeness, and that after a while we could have intercourse and take our time doing it so as to savor the pleasure.
While we were cooling down a bit, Leah moved up to again kiss Rachel and to massage one of her breasts, first with her whole hand and then circling her nipples with two fingers and tweaking them gently. Seeing that Rachel was enjoying that attention, I began to tongue her other breast and suckle that nipple. It had only been 5 or 10 minutes (I wasn’t watching the clock) since both of us had orgasms, but I could feel Rachel’s vagina contracting spasmodically on my penis. It had softened a bit and had started retracting from her warm envelopment, but as she pulsed more strongly and often I began to harden and grow larger. Rachel sensed that I was aroused again and said that she was ready to loved.
Leah moved off of the bed so that she would not disturb our love-making and I started a slow and short stroke, only moving in and out a small distance with my prick buried fully in her love canal. I was also continuing to suckle her nipples one at a time while massaging the other breast. Looking to see how Leah was accepting my making love to another girl, she gave me a wide grin, gave me a thumbs up, and urged me to make it last for a long time. She was enjoying watching us and sharing our pleasures. She also had two fingers in her pussy and was doing it just as slowly as I was. With that encouragement, and with Rachel telling me that it felt wonderful and couldn’t I do it a little harder, I maintained my slow movement but began to come out farther with each stroke until I was almost withdrawing from her and then easing in to my full length again. The head of my penis was now very sensitive and I could feel little variations in the throat of her vagina, almost like it was slightly corrugated and had a few little pimples on its inside. I kept that up for quite a long time, surprising myself that I could hold out that long; in fact, I was quite relaxed and just enjoying the warm sensations of my movement and the warm feelings from both Leah and Rachel.
Rachel was whispering endearments to me, telling me how good it felt, how much she liked it, and thanking me for making it such a wonderful first-time experience. Her voice was a little husky and as time went on she began to breath hard and finally to pant in time with my caresses. Now I was unable to ignore the passion that I had generated in Rachel and began to speed up a little. As I quickened my pace my prick swelled to its fullest and I began to pull out clear to her lips and then slam in to my full depth. By now I was becoming as hot as Rachel and I began to wonder if I was going to come before she did. I was relieved when she had her first prolonged orgasm and I was able to continue fucking her with all my might for another several minutes as she hollered for more, until she had a second orgasm. When that happened I blew my load at the same time and collapsed on her with my mouth covering hers as we let our tongues wander and said loving things to each other.
Then Leah crawled onto the bed and put her arms around both of us, telling me that she appreciated what I had done for Rachel and kissing and loving Rachel and saying how glad she was for her. The three of us just laid there for a long time, enjoying the afterglow and being very comfortable as we hugged and kissed each other.
In the remaining two months before Rachel had to leave for Israel, we made love together three or four times a week as I gradually tried different positions and techniques that I’d learned from my aunts. As the weather warmed up, I particularly looked forward to Sunday when, after church, we would go into the back yard where we couldn’t be seen from the road and make love in the bright sunshine.
On the last Sunday afternoon as we were just lying nude on some blankets and looking forward to some fun love-making, Rachel and Leah had just gotten into a 69 position when Lon, the star athlete of the senior class, walked around the house and caught us. We were completely flustered; the girls tried to cover their pubic areas with one hand and put their arms over their breasts to hide themselves and I didn’t know what to do. He was initially just as taken aback as we were, but he recovered quickly and said that he had just come to ask Rachel to substitute for one of the cheerleaders at next weeks wrestling match, but had always wanted to be naked in the sun too. Action followed words as he quickly shed his clothes too. Now we surely didn’t know how to react. He then said that apparently he had interrupted a party but wanted us to continue and he would like to participate too and join in our fun. He was already getting an erection when Leah said that no way would she have sex with him, but would have me and he could watch if he wanted to. With that, Leah pulled me back down on top of her and asked me to fuck her good.
Rachel said that she had wondered what it would be like to be a cheerleader and be loved by the star football player. She then walked up to Lon, threw her arms around him, and planted a torrid kiss on him. Hugging her close, his prick slipped between her legs and I could see the head protruding at the back of her thighs. His dong must have been ten inches long and thick too; I’ve never seen one that big, before then or since. Rachel was feeling that mighty thing between her legs and appeared somewhat hesitant and turned to Leah for support. She said “you’ll never know unless you try it.” With that Lon laid her down and immediately buried his face in her cunt and put both of his large hands to work on her breasts. I couldn’t tell what his tongue was doing, but it appeared to satisfy Rachel as she started telling him when she liked it or where to put his tongue in a better place.
Now I was humping Leah lying right next to them, but I couldn’t really keep my mind on what I was doing so I asked Leah to come on top and screw me. She was only too willing to oblige me and soon was bouncing up and down on my rod while I watched Rachel and Lon. She was getting really hot and was begging Lon to “come on in.” This he soon did and set up a rapid thumping of her pussy with his balls slapping her ass. She told me later that his dick penetrated a lot farther into her than mine did (well duh!) and that it really turned her on. Anyway, as he picked up his rhythm Rachel was screaming “faster, faster” and “harder, harder” and then she had a whole series of orgasms. Lon finally came too and just rolled off her onto his back, panting heavily and apparently exhausted.
His penis was still standing at full attention, all ten inches of it. Leah was watching all of this and mentally comparing that ten inches with my six and since I wasn’t helping her at all she suddenly got off of me and plumped herself down on his big prick and continued bouncing up and down. She too found the deep penetration very exciting and it didn’t take her long before she had first one orgasm followed quickly by a second. As she stopped quivering she lifted herself off of him and laid on top of Rachel, holding her close and kissing deeply.
I then told Lon that it was time for him to go, that he was not welcome to come back here again, and that if he ever breathed a word of what we had done that I would catch him some night and shatter both his knees with a baseball bat. Without a word he put on his clothes, and then said “Ladies, it was most enjoyable. If you ever want it again, you’ll have to come to me” and started to leave. Rachel called after him that she’d be at the wrestling match and afterward they maybe could do a little wrestling of their own.

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Help! – Part 6

A heart warming tale of a young boy who finds himself in a lot of trouble and needs a hero to “cum” and save him!

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Growing up Polygamy 3!

I know its been a long wait to say the least, but hey I have a life too. I do appreciate everyone’s desire for my work, however. I hope this new installment is to your liking. Enjoy.

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Resort Weekend pt2

The next morning Reece woke up stiff, rolling his tongue around in his mouth. His mouth tasted funny.Oh yeah, its pussy. He thought with a smile.
But not Gia’s pussy!
Panic erupted in him, his heart pounding in his chest. He looked in the bed; Tasha was sleeping soundly beside him.FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!!
It wasn’t a dream. He actually had done it. He cheated on his wife.
Gaping anguish threatened to swallow him whole now as his stomach lurched. He felt sick.
He looked around the room trying to get his bearings.
This wasn’t his room. Where was he?
That’s right. He and Tasha had fucked for hours, finally making it to the company dinner last night some 45 minutes late. Each coming in a different door.
Then they had stayed out drinking with everyone, sneaking away when the party was breaking up; making out in a bathroom first then finally making it up to Tasha’s room. (Hers being on the 4th floor and Reece’s being on the 5th.) They fucked each other senseless until they passed out.
Reece angrily raked his hand through his hair, grabbing a handful and yanking it hard, before a loud bitter groan.
Playtime was over. He looked at his cell for the time; it was 9:44 am. He hadn’t slept in that long.
He checked to see if Gia had at least called him.
No calls from her but a few dozen calls and texts from Salvo.
Reece was just about to open a text when Tasha rose up beside him, wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his shoulder.
“Good morning, sexy.”
“Hey.” Reece replied somberly with a weak smile.
She began kissing him on the cheek and neck, but he pulled away and slid from the bed.
She gazed at his beautiful body; his cock was stiff and bobbing. She smiled reaching for it.
He stepped back out of her range.
“What?’ she asked frowning.
“I have to go.”
“Why?’
“You know why.” he said indignantly. “I love Gia, my wife.”
“That didn’t matter last night.” She said smugly, her eyebrow cocked.
Her words jabbed at his heart. He felt sick again.
“You had to know this was just a onetime thing.” he replied blankly, beginning to pace.
“We can make it a weekend thing.”
Reece hesitated.
Tasha smiled, she still had him.
“NO! No. I gotta get home.”
“C’mon.” Tasha said moving to her knees on the bed, the sheets falling away from her toned beautiful body.
Reece stared at her as if it was the first time. She was so fucking hot.
“She’s not here. She’ll have you for the rest of your life. Besides, you can’t tell me you didn’t like what we did. Hmm?”
She stepped from the bed and walked to him, moving her arms up around his neck.
“You know, I loved it.” Her full lips curled to a sexy smile as she talked.
He took her hands in his and kissed them.
He was wrestling again. His thoughts churning. He had already turned that corner, so what was a little further.
“I know,” Tasha chirped. “Let’s just take an early morning dip in the ocean, just you and me. We’ll walk down the beach where it’s secluded and then just play around in the water. Then I’ll be hands off from there on out. I promise. You can even go bring Gia back up.”
“I don’t know.”
“Please,” she pouted. “I want you to see my new bikini.”
Reluctantly, Reece agreed.
A half hour later, they hadn’t made it halfway down the beach before they found one of the many dozen huge plush canopied daybeds that were dotted all over the resort.
And now Tasha’s turquoise bikini top was untied, her amazing breasts exposed and wobbling. Her bikini bottoms, that were basically nonexistent on her luscious round ass, were down around her knees, as she lay bent over on the daybed.
Reece was on his knees at the side of the daybed, behind her, lapping at her swollen honey dripping pussy lips.
His long tongue licked the length of her slick cunt all the way up the dark puckered button of her ass.
If I’m going to hell in a hand basket, I may as well ride all the rides. Reece said to himself, standing quickly and coating his cock in her nectar that was mixed with his cum, which was still oozing from her pussy.
Tasha looked back startled as she felt Reece’s mushroom head at the entrance of her ass.
“Baby, tell me what you’re gonna do.” She moaned, her voice slightly muffled by the bedding.
“I’m gonna fuck you in the ass, girl.” He growled, stroking her round ass roughly.
“Do it, baby. Fuck that ass! Let me feel that fat cock in my tight ass!”
Reece, reeling with unbridled lust at how raw and wild this girl was, steadied himself and grabbed Tasha’s large round ass cheeks, squeezing them hard, his fingers digging deep into her supple brown flesh. He began squeezing, kneading and pulling her ass cheeks apart in random directions, watching the sensitive flesh of her anal ring move and stretch.
Then he pulled one of her arms back and placed her hand on her ass, and she brought the other back to hold her ass open for him.
His cock still glistening with their combined fluids, he pressed the head of his pulsing rod against her ass again and slowly began his assault.
In unison, they groaned in lewd delight as he entered her.
Tasha began panting immediately. As thick as he was in her pussy, now she felt like she would faint as shards of raw erotic delight pulsated through her.
Reece watched himself disappearing deeper and deeper into her, her ring around his cock was so tight it was almost uncomfortable. Be he kept going, sinking deeper and deeper. Letting himself go to the maddening pleasure of fucking this insanely hot girl.
Soon he was rooted deep inside her; he paused as they both tried to catch their breath.Once deep inside her, Tasha released her ass and began furiously rubbing her clit.
Then without warning, he began to stroke himself in and out her. Slow and steady, slow and steady. In and out, loving the hot gooey depths of her bowels on his cock.
Over and over languidly, he stroked in and out of her.
And again and again, she came hard and fast, like hitting a brick wall. While Reece kept stroking in and out, slowly picking up his pace.
Until he curled over her, breathing hot and heavy in her ear as she rubbed her clit and she felt his cock throbbing.
They kissed each her as best they could in the odd angle. Until Reece stood, his hands digging into her hips.
“FUCK TASHA BABY, YOUR FUCKING HOT ASS IS SO GOOD!” He shouted not really caring who heard him at this point and slamming into her as his cock erupted spewing coils of white hot cum into Tasha’s bowels.
She arched her back feeling the heated fluid filling her, sending another orgasm shooting through her whole body.
Reece slowly pulled himself from her as cum slid in clumps down her chocolate thigh.
Some ten minutes later Tasha and Reece came strolling up the beach; both having decided that Reece would stay the rest of the day and head home the next day. Then they’d leave this little tryst behind.
They were holding hands when they suddenly released each other seeing Salvo running frantically down the beach towards them.
“I wonder what he wants.” Reece said just remembering all the calls and text he had received.
“I’ll let you handle it. I’m going to change.” Tasha said stepping in front of Reece and grabbing his cock before she started jogging to the hotel.
“Hi, Salvo,” she said as they passed each other. “Hmm, bye Salvo.”
“Hey what’s up?” Reece said smiling as Salvo reached him.
Salvo returned the greeting by punching Reece in the stomach.
“What the fuck was that for?” Reece chocked out doubled over.
“Do you know how to use a damn cell phone?!”
“What?”
“I’ve been calling you for 6 hours!”
“Wh-“
“Did you fuck Tasha?”
Reece stood up with devious smirk spread across his face.
“You, idiot!” Salvo grumbled and punched him again.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!“
“Gia’s here.” Salvo snarled through gritted teeth.
“What?” Reece gulped, the color instantly draining from his face. His knees started to buckle, as he felt light headed.
Gia. Oh, shit.
“She got in late last night. I saw her wandering through the lobby after she checked in looking for you.”
“Did she see you?”
“Not until this morning when I was looking for you and calling you like crazy.”
“What did you say?”
“I told her we were out drinking last night and got wasted and that’s why you weren’t in your room. And that you left my room early to get some fresh air.”
Panicked desperation filled Reece, as he looked around for a way to escape.
“She’s been walking the grounds looking for you, while I’ve been calling you, you fucking stupid shit! How could you sleep with her? You had it made man.” Salvo continued to grumble.
Reece couldn’t gather himself in the whirlpool of his thoughts. He couldn’t focus, he couldn’t breathe! His heart was pounding frantically in his chest so hard he could feel it, hear it, as a cold sweat broke out on him.
“Oh hooray here she comes,” Salvo said out of the side of his mouth. “Hey Gia, I found him.”
His mouth tasted funny. No, it was pussy. And it wasn’t his wife’s. Reece turned his back to the approaching girl. Swirling his tongue around gathering up as much saliva as he could, then spitting it out. He did it another time before wiping his mouth desperately.
Then he got a whiff of his hands, they smelled like ass and sex.FUCK!
He began wiping his hands off on his shorts.
“Hey look Reece, it’s your wife. Hey Gia I found him.” Salvo said nervously.
Reece turned around and planted a smile on his face.
His panicking stopped for a moment as he looked at Gia. He gasped, his cock lurching to life all over again.
She had her dark hair pulled back and off her beautiful heart shaped face, large rimmed sunglasses atop her head.
She was wearing makeup, more than she normally did. Not too much, just enough to accentuate her large sparkling hazel eyes. She had glossy pale mauve lipstick on her full lips, and large dangly earrings in the shape of stars.
She was wearing a red flower print string bikini top that barely covered her large breasts, that were bobbing nicely as she walked. She also had on a short flowered red sarong that showcased her lean, toned thighs. She was radiate and incredibly sexy.
“You should have seen her last night,” Salvo whispered seeing Reece’s stunned reaction. “I guarantee you, you would not have been with Tasha. Just ask Jordan. He was chatting her up all night.”
Reece looked to the side of Gia, seeing Jordan talking to her as they both approached. He hadn’t even noticed him walking with her until just now.
“There you are.” Jordan said with a cocky smirk as they stopped a few feet in front of the panicked man.
Reece didn’t answer, just staring at his beautiful sensuous wife, who seemed to be scowling at him.
“Hey, baby.” Reece croaked stepping towards her before he stopped himself.
“So you were out with Salvo all night?” She said , cocking her eyebrow.
He hesitated a moment thinking whether or not to tell her the truth. Seeing Salvo then Jordan.NOT.
“Yeah, we just started talking and drinking next thing I know, I’m waking up on the floor in his room.”
Gia stared at him, when suddenly her body relaxed and her face brightened with a smile.
“As long as you had a good time, Barlow?”
“What? Yeah I did. You know me and Salvo always have a good time.”
“Yeah, I know.” she said brightly.
“You look great baby. I’m happy to see you.”
“I’m hungry,” she said without responding to his statement, and turned heading back to the hotel.
“What do you want for lunch?” Reece said coming up beside her, but not close enough to be smelled.
“What do you suggest?” she said to Jordan.
“There’s a place up here that has great burgers and stuff.”
“Cool.”
Reece looked back at Salvo wide eyed and confused. Salvo just shook his head and shrugged.
“Ah, while you guys get a table I’m gonna go upstairs and change.I’m all sweaty. I was running on the beach.”
“You were running?” Gia asked.
“Yeah, a little bit. Trying to clear my head.”
Reece was running now, up the stairs. His adrenaline was pumping so fast he couldn’t wait for the elevator, and he ran up to the fifth floor in and into his room in no time.
He ran into the room and directly to the bathroom, falling to his knees at the toilet. He opened the lid and threw up. Thinking about all lewd crazy things he had done over the last several hours, he threw up again until only dry heaves remained.
He brushed his teeth without looking at himself in the mirror. Then he ran back out into the room.
He looked around. It had already been cleaned by the maid, but worse, Gia had been in there since last evening. He wracked his brain trying to remember if he had gotten Tasha to take all her things with her before they parted company prior dinner.
He went over a mental checklist and was pretty sure he had.
He pulled off his clothes hastily and bundled them together and threw them in the trash. They reeked of sex. Then he jumped in the shower turning on the water as hot as he could take it, scrubbing himself from head to toe, rinsing. The doing it all over, then once more.
As he stepped from the shower catching glimpse of himself in the mirror, he quickly turned away, running from bathroom.
.
He was taking long deep breaths as he rode the elevator down, trying to calm himself, gathering his thoughts, making a plan of action if there was one. He could see himself in the reflection of the stainless steel walls of the elevator and he stared at the floor.
He barreled out of the elevator bumping into someone waiting there.
“Hey.” Tasha said grabbing his hand.
“My wife here.” Reece said urgently pulling his hand away.
“What?” She said looking around frantically.
“No, outside. She’s waiting for me.”
“Wh- when did she get here?”
“Last night, that’s what Salvo was calling me about.”
“Oh.”
Reece glanced at her apologetically once more before he headed outside.
“There he is.” Salvo said, hating being in the middle of a growing disaster.
“You must have been really dirty.” Jordan said, his deep gravelly voice almost mocking. “I hope you don’t mind, we already ordered.”
“No, I don’t mind.” Reece said sitting down next to Gia. He looked at the back of her chair where Jordan had his hand draped across it.
“Oh, sorry.” Jordan said moving his arm.
Reece glowered at him as he leaned in to kiss Gia.
“Here’s a menu, Barlow.” She said lifting it up to block his kiss.
“Oh, thanks.” He said gloomily, taking it, a lump forming in his throat. “Are you mad because I went out drinking last night?”
“Not at all.” She said smiling, but not looking at him.
“Cause we can do something tonight, anything you want. You look won-”
“Hi all.”
Reece almost came out of his skin seeing Tasha approach and sit down at the table next to him.
His eyes widened in panic as he looked back at Salvo.
“You know what? My stomach is not doing well from all that drinking. I’m gonna go lay down.” Salvo said, throwing his napkin in the table and quickly leaving.
I don’t blame him.Reece thought to himself.
Tasha sat back in her chair, lifting her sunglasses and looking at Gia. She was not all all happy with the changes the girl had made to her appearance. But that was neither here not their. Tasha wasn’t finished with Reece yet and she sure as hell wasn’t going to let his wife get in the way.
“Hey Gia, I see you made it.” Tasha said happily.
“Yeah I did, not it time though.”
“What?” Reece gasped looking at her, his pulse beginning to race.
“I mean to catch you before you and Salvo went drinking last night.”
“Oh, right.” He said smiling sheepishly.
“What is everyone having?” Tasha asked.
“Oh, Barlow hasn’t ordered yet.”
“I’m having a Big. Fat. Round. Juicy stake.” Jordan said slowly looking up at Tasha then cutting his eyes at Reece with a smirk.
Does he know? No. Salvo wouldn’t tell.
Reece’s mind began to race, thinking of where he and Tasha had been. Who could have seen them? As the night wore on they became more careless that’s why they headed to her room.
Reece was numb, his thoughts swirling. His life was unraveling right before his eyes.
“I love that bikini.” Tasha said referring to the red print bikini Gia was wearing.
“Yeah, red is Barlow’s favorite color. I thought he might like it.”
“I do, baby. I love it. I love you.”
Tasha squirmed in her seat hearing Reece fawn over his wife and under the table she grabbed his knee.
Reece froze and sat up, taking a drink of water, while glaring at her and moving closer to Gia.
He felt himself starting to sweat even though there was a nice cool breeze wafting through the veranda they were on.
Reece couldn’t stop his racing thoughts, regret circling at the forefront. Tasha was turning into more than a handful.
“She’s talking to you, Barlow.”
“Huh?”
“Tasha asked when our anniversary is. Oh, see, now I’m embarrassed.” Gia said with a slight smile. “Its next month, on the 6th.”
Reece’s stomach lurched. He thought he would throw up again. He had never screwed up this bad in his life.
“Congratulations.”
“Yeah.”
“Where’s your wedding ring?” Tasha asked.
Reece looked over at his wife’s hand.
“Oh, shit.” Gia said looking around and wringing her finger. “I must have lost it.”
“Were you swimming this morning?”
“Right, I must have lost it in the pool.”
Reece’s throat tightened as his hear sank.
She loved that ring. She loved it. Now she was acting as if it was nothing that it was lost. Maybe it was a sign. His life was over.
“I’ll get you another one, G.” He reassured her as put his hand on the back of her chair.
“Don’t worry about it, Barlow. It’ll show up.” She said with a warm smile.
On the outside, Gia was smiling but on the inside, she wanted to stab him in the throat with a fork.And that bitch. She said smiling brightly at Tasha.I oughta bust her face in.
Gia was small and quiet but she had a wicked evil temper when pushed. And it was being put to the test.“FUCK TASHA BABY, YOUR FUCKING HOT ASS IS SO GOOD!”
She took a bite of her food to try to mask her rage.
Gia had seen the whole thing, walking the grounds looking for her husband; she had seen the whole fucking thing.
She had seen him fuck her, lick her pussy then fuck her in the ass.I know this must be hard. Jordan had said. He had found her, as she stood paralyzed by what she was seeing.But I’m here for you… however, you want me.
Lizel’s words were ringing in her mind.Don’t get mad get even.
She looked over at Jordan as he ate now. She would definitely take him up on that.
After having seen the two, she didn’t allow herself to cry. And it was all she could do not to go on a rampage in the hotel room, but she told herself if Reece told her the truth or at least attempted to then all would be forgiven. If he didn’t, then Jordan would be getting lucky that night.
But Reece failed miserably. And now Gia would pretend everything was all right, be in Jordan’s bed before the night was over.
Inside, Jordan was laughing his ass off. Things couldn’t have worked out better if he had planned it all. Gia Barlow was already his. He smirked as he stroked her leg under the table.
She looked over at him, smiling nervously. He could tell was still anxious about the whole thing. Cheating that is, but with Reece having lied so poorly and Tasha actually showing up like nothing happened, Gia was pissed enough to do anything.
Reece couldn’t eat, he was just watching Gia. He did love her, very much. Even after all he had done that hadn’t changed at all. Fuck, it had never been about anything other than sex, which was incredible, wild and shallow. It was no where near the amazing depths he had with Gia when they had been having sex.
He’d have to distance himself from Tasha, but she wasn’t making that easy. Sure, she was still as hot as ever, but so was his wife and he loved her.
He’d have to tell Gia sometime too. He’d have to tell her sooner rather than later.
Gia could forgive most anything and she could put up with a lot but when she reached her boiling point, she had a horrible, horrible temper.
Reece shuddered. The longer he waited the worse it would be.But what if she leaves me?
NO! No, he wouldn’t allow that. He couldn’t take that; he could take her screaming, ranting, breaking things, even slapping him. But not leaving him.
He had told Tasha repeatedly that he loved his wife, and he meant it every single time.
He felt sick again.
Suddenly, he felt something on his leg. He looked over at Tasha; her foot was gliding up his calf and in-between his legs.
He stood up quickly.
“Let go snorkeling.”
“What?” Gia said mid-bite looking up at him.
“When I told you were we coming here, that’s what you said you wanted to do.”
“I thought you weren’t supposed to go swimming after you eat.” Tasha said.
He cut his eyes at her, then continued.
“Well we can go for a hike. You like hiking, baby. Then we can go snorkeling.”
“I want to go to the spa, and get a backrub or mud bath.” Gia said with a long sigh, stretching her arms over her head, both men stared at her breasts as she did.
Tasha scowled.
“Ah, they have couples things here, we can do that.” Reece said.
“The spa sounds nice,” Tasha chimed in.
“It does.” Jordan added. Unseen his left hand under the table squeezed Gia’s knee.
Reece’s jaw tightened. Everything was falling apart, and Tasha was not helping.
Reece lost the battle as they all went hiking, then snorkeling.
The women had gone through the mud baths and were heading to massage tables.
As they undressed for their massages, Tasha made it a point to stretch and turn so that Gia could get good a look at her exquisite body, not knowing the she already had.
Gia, being about 4 inches shorter than Tasha had just as lovely a body only in a smaller package.
Tasha noted the girl’s creamy caramel colored skin, her berry brown nipples standing erect on her large swollen breasts. Gia’s little pussy was clean shaven. For a moment, she looked like a teenaged girl staring up at her.
“What?” Gia asked.
“Nothing. You’re very beautiful.” She said trying to hide her bitter tone.
“Thank you.” She said lying down on the massage table.
I still don’t see what he sees in you. Both women said to themselves.
The women continued inspecting each other, under the guise of pleasant small talk. Trying to see what Reece saw in the other.
“May I ask you something?” Gia said to Tasha in the middle of the rub down.
“Sure.”
“Do you use birth control?”
“Ah,” Tasha sat up looking around the room.
The two masseuses continued working as if they heard nothing.
“Yes, I do. I have one of those control devices that you can leave in for a few years to prevent pregnancies. Why do you ask?”
“Just wondering. Jordan had mentioned you ‘date’ a lot. And I was just wondering how you ‘handled’ things” she said with a sweet smile.
“I wouldnt say I ‘date a lot.”
“Well he said you ‘dated’ him and several other people at your office, and even in the building.”
“Oh, did he.” Tasha replied indignantly.
“Its no big deal I was just asking.”
Tasha was huffing, thinking on whether or not she should continue this conversation as Gia settled back down on her massage table. She decided not to.
The tense atmosphere lingered, but it didn’t seem to bother Gia.
After pampering, they were dressing in their robes, getting up, ready to head up to their rooms and change for dinner.
“He won’t leave me, you know.” Gia said pulling on her robe.
“What?”
“You heard me. Reece won’t leave me. I don’t know what you’re planning or think you’ll accomplish. But he won’t leave me.”
“Ah, Gia I don’t know what you think is going on but-“
“That’s pathetic.”
“What?” Tasha snarled.
“To lie like that, it’s pathetic. You want my husband. You’ve made that crystal clear. But he doesn’t want you.” Gia said calmly, leaving the massage room, and leaving Tasha to brood.
Jordan had already gone sometime ago. Reece was hoping for good, as he waited for Gia.
Reece was nervous about the two women being stuck in a small room together, and was relieved to see Gia come out unscathed and looking refreshed.
“Did you have a good time?” He asked walking to her.
“Yep, I feel like I could do anything.” Gia said stretching and walking past him to the elevator.
Reece looked back seeing Tasha. He waved apologetically, but she ran to him took him by the hand and pulled him into a small nearby alcove.
“What are you doing?!”He snarled in a hushed anxious voice.
“I think she suspects something?”
“What? Why? What did she say?”
“She pretty much told me to stay away from you.”
“Well, considering everything, I think its best.”
“What? You promised me tonight.”
“That was before Gia showed up. Listen Tasha, I never lied about loving her. I never hid that from you. She’s here now and I want to spend my time with her.” Reece pulled away from Tasha almost violently and headed to the elevator, leaving her brooding again.
Gia hadn’t waited and was already in the shower when he got to the room. He undressed and headed to the bathroom to join her, but the door was locked. They had always showered together, prior to two months ago. She had seemed happier today, she was talking to him more he had hoped that the rest had gone back to normal to.
He sat beaten, on the bed, trying not to think. But what Tasha had mentioned kept playing in his head.
I have to tell her, soon.
Soon enough the water stopped and she emerged from the bathroom in a towel.
He just stared at her. She was so beautiful, as hot as Tasha was, she didn’t compare to his beautiful wife.
Then why had he fucked everything to hell.
He tried to stop Gia as she was rummaging through her things for something to wear, grabbing her hands and leaning into kiss her.
“Get your hands off me, Barlow.” She said pulling away roughly.
“What did I do?” The minute he said it he was sorry he did, he knew what he had done. He was just hoping she didn’t.
She didn’t answer him though.
“Besides,” he continued trying to stay off topic. ” I told you I don’t like when you call me Barlow. It’s embarrassing to do that in front of people, especially Jordan.”
“Don’t forget Tasha.” she replied mockingly.
Reece tensed.
“Anyway, it drives me crazy when you do that?”
“Who cares?” Gia said pulling on a pair of tiny panties under her towel.
“I care. Fuck, Gia cut it out.”
“You cut it out. You’re over reacting, Barlow,” Gia said trying to calm herself, as she pulled out the beautiful form fitting red dress she was going to wear and slipped it over her head, letting her towel hit the floor at the same time. Reece hadn’t seen her naked in two months and she wasn’t going to start now.
The dress was off the shoulder and showcased her firm large supple breasts.
“I’m not overreacting, Gia!” Reece said angrily grabbing his wife by her arm and turning her to face him. For the first time since she got there, he was touching her. And as angry (more so at himself) as he was it felt good; to look at her, touch her. He loved her so much.
He had to tell her, but how?
“Get your hands off me, Barlow.” She shouted pulling away and beginning to put on her make up.
“Damn it, Gia. I fucking swear if you say it once more I’ll fucking take you over my knee and spank your ass until its red and sore.”
Gia paused for a moment, her body flooding with unexpected, unwanted arousal. She looked over at him, his green eyes flashing. She could easily see why Tasha wanted him, that same reason she wanted him. The same reasons she had loved him.
He was gorgeous and now so alpha male. She felt her pussy swelling and warming with her honey.
But she couldn’t let him off that easy. She’d only hate herself later if she did.
“It’s your name isn’t it?” She snapped back at him, mussing her hair.
“It’s your name too, Gianella Barlow,” he spewed, articulating each syllable in her name. “And you’re my wife. Don’t forget that.”
“I haven’t!” She shouted, turning and glowering at him.
He took a step back, his muscles tense.
Tell her now. He thought. But the words didn’t come.
“Anyway, you should shower, Reece.” She over articulated his name for him. “I left you some hot water.”
She checked herself in the mirror and put on some strappy high heels.
“Where are you going?”
“Downstairs, to get a drink.”
“Can’t you wait 10minutes for me to get dressed?”
“I’d rather not,” she said striding through the living room. Then he heard the door open and click shut.
When Reece got downstairs, straightening the open collar on his white button down shirt and brushing off his black slacks that complemented his lean physique, Gia was talking to Jordan and Tasha.
Fuck. He thought. They were like parasites.
He couldn’t get away from the two.
Jordan was dressed like a club going douche. The black jeans, the black tight t-shirt with huge ornate designs on the front and back.
Tasha was wearing an extremely short and tight, satiny, dark violet strapless dress with a bustier top that pushed her huge breasts all the way to her neck. It was much too much for a so called relaxing dinner, which she wasn’t even invited to.
The dinner conversation was shallow and boring, but Gia smiled and seemed happy.
Reece wanted it all to end so he could be alone with his wife; hell, he wanted the whole weekend to end at this point.
Gia insisted on drinks for everyone afterward, and they headed to one of the many lounge bars on the resort.
Now, Reece was downing tequila shots like water as he watched his wife dancing very sensuously with random men and getting more heated by the minute.
Then there was Jordan. He had kept a safe distance but he couldn’t keep his eyes off Gia. And it was eating Reece up.
Reece downed another shot, and sat up in his chair as Jordan approached the table. Gia was still dancing.
“I’m out.” Jordan said taking a tequila shot. “Gonna take a leak then I’ll see you all sometime, tomorrow.”
“I hope not.” Reece snarled under his breath.
“Gotta a hot date?” Tasha asked sitting down beside Reece, who was glowering at Jordan.
“Yeah.” He said glancing at Reece. “You two enjoy your evening.” He continued before turning and heading to the men’s room.
Reece was fed up. That asshole had been cock blocking him with his wife all evening.
“Where are you going?” Tasha called after Reece as he headed towards the restrooms.
Just then Gia came to the table.
“Great music isn’t it?” Tasha asked.
Gia just picked up her purse, looked at her phone. Then turned and left.
“Bye.” Tasha said sitting back.
Jordan was washing his hands and looking at himself in the mirror smiling when the door swung open.
“Hey Reece.” Jordan said casually.
Reece took several angry steps toward Jordan and punched him in the jaw. The surprised man slammed against the wall in pain.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“STAY AWAY FROM MY WIFE!!”
“WHAT? HOW DID-“
“You’ve been watching her all night; now stay the fuck away from her!”
Jordan started laughing as he felt the warm blood fill his mouth.
Hphm.He doesn’t know anything.
“What’s so fucking funny?” Reece asked.
“You’ve got balls I’ll say that. You’re worried about me talking to your wife when, Tasha’s been practically sitting in your lap all night. She can’t keep her damn hands off you. How do you think that makes Gia feel.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about?”
“Sure you don’t.” Jordan said standing and brushing himself off.
“I mean it Jordan, stay away from her or we’re gonna have some real problems.” Reece growled.
“Whatever, asshole. You and Tasha have a good night.” Jordan replied smugly pushing past Reece and out the door.
“Where’s Gia?” Reece asked seeing her purse gone and looking around not seeing her dancing, as he came back from the restroom still fuming.
“I don’t know. She came and got her purse, then left.”
.
Gia was walking side by side with Jordan, down the side walk of the resort heading down away from the main hotel to another club.
Gia’s heart was pounding. She could hardly catch her breath, but she had to do this. She’d make Reece sorry and make herself feel better in the process.
As they entered the club, they were swallowed up by the swirling crowd, and thumping loud music.
“Do you want something to drink?” Jordan said in Gia’s ear as they inched forward.
“No!” Gia replied loudly over the music. She wanted to be cleared headed for the whole thing. She just wanted to let herself go and let herself go to desire, just as Reece had.
Gia moved back on to the dance floor. Dancing always loosened her up. Just feeling the music course through her, relaxed her and turned her on.
She had seen Reece watching her when they were at the previous club and she made sure her dance moves were deliberate and sensual. She wanted him to see how much all the other men on the dance floor wanted her.
She pulled Jordan to her, her back to him and began moving. Closing her eyes letting the music take her as his arm snaked around her waist.
Jordan wasted no time, as he began nuzzling Gia’s neck and grinding his hips into her, he had been waiting for this for far to long. He cupped his hands under her breasts and she stiffened for a moment.
“Are you okay?” he whispered in her ear.
“I’m fine.” She said taking a deep breath.
Jordan bent down behind her, pulling up the bottom of Gia’s dress and gliding his hand up her lean thighs to the apex of her legs, that was already warm and moist.
Gia moaned in his ear as his hand gently slid over her mound.
She grabbed his hand to stop him.
“Not here.”
“Nobody here cares.” He said looking around.
He was right, they were in the middle of the dance floor and the other bodies around them writhing and dancing were paying she and Jordan no mind.
Gia relaxed back into Jordan and his fingers drew slow circles on her mound. She sighed deeply as she arched her back. A lustful moaned escaped her lips as she felt her lascivious desire mounting.
Jordan continued with one hand to titillate her pussy and with the other grope and squeeze her breast.
She moved languidly to the slow pulse of the music while his hands slowly explored and teased her.
She felt his stiff manhood on her back straining against his designer jeans, as she put her hand behind her back and grabbed it, stroking it through the stiff denim.
Jordan moaned hot and heavy in her ear, his tongue flicking at her lobe when she did. Sending jolts of rippling pleasure through her whole body.
Jordan was finding it hard to contain his lust. The excitement of moment was almost too much to bear.
He curled his finger into the leg of her panties pulling them over the mound of her pussy.
The cool air hitting her bare skin made Gia take a sharp breath as Jordan let his long fingers trail across her puffy moist flesh.
Gia bite her lip in erotic delight as he spread her nether lips with his fingers and let them slide and circle across her slit.
He was practically holding her up now, her legs giving way to pleasure, as his fingers stroked her juicy hot pussy.
Gia turned her head to Jordan’s ear that was right at her shoulder and said something to him.
“Say it again,” he said grinning. ”Louder.”
“Will you lick my pussy?”
Jordan shuddered, she sounded so sweet and sincere when she asked. His cock jerked in his pants.
“Now tell me.” His gravelly voice sent shivers of pleasure through her, as he trailed kissed across her cheek and down her neck.
“Lick my pussy.” She hissed.
He watched her mouth with baited breath.
“Again, and say my name.”
“Lick my pussy, Jordan.”
Jordan took Gia by the hand and led her to a deserted corner of the club. He pushed her back against the wall, gently taking her face in his hands, gazing at her for several moments before he captured her lips, kissing her deeply and feverishly.
Gia was surprised by the eager affection she felt from Jordan, but she let herself succumb to the kiss as his hot skilled tongue probed her mouth.
He lingered at her lips several minutes, pressing his body into hers, feeling her melt into him.
Soon his kisses trailed from her lips to her chin, and neck.
He smiled as she moaned, stroking his head, while he traveled down her body.
He knelt in front of her, as he slid his hands up her legs, under her dress to her waist. He hooked her panties and pulled them down and had her step out of them.
Jordan balled up the wet fabric and put it in his pocket before lifting up her dress, He couldn’t get a good look at her with the dark lighting of the club, but that didn’t matter.
He could smell her arousal. She smelled light yet musky. He rubbed his face across her mound just taking in the smell of her. He could even feel the heat coming off of her.
He leaned in, flicking his tongue over her. He could hear her moaning even over the loud club music.
He buried his head between her legs, his tongue splitting the puffy folds of her engorged skin.
Gia looked out at the busy night club under heavy lids, as raw voluptuous desire built in her.
Jordan licked hungrily at Gia’s pussy slurping down her free flowing nectar. He put his left arm under her right leg and lifted her leg up so it was on his shoulder, while his other hand traveled up her body to her heaving breasts kneading and groping them.
He let his tongue wiggle around across her slit feeling her swollen hot clit. Her body jerked and shuddered as he hit the sensitive bundle of nerves again and again.
He took the small nub and sucked on it roughly. Gia’s eyes snapped open at the aching raw pleasure of what Jordan was doing to her
She grabbed at his hair but it was cut too short to get a hold of anything. Jagged jolts of pleasure crashed into her and she ground her pussy into his mouth roughly hoping to prolong the intense orgasm that was running through her.
She didn’t stop rolling her hips for several moments, as a blissful orgasmic haze took her and at the same time cleared her mind. Made her feel beautiful and loved again.
Jordan kissed her sensitive skin as her orgasm ebbed.
The he stood looking down at the panting satisfied woman lifting up his dark t-shirt and unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his cock.
Gia squinted. It was near to impossible to see anything where they were, but she reached out in front of her and felt the wand of meat. It was hot to the touch, and sticky with precum. It was long too, as long as her husbands but not as wide.
Gia let out a surprised yelp as Jordan easily lifted her, her thighs hanging over his forearms and positioned himself to enter her. Her could feel her tensing up, as she wiggled to get free, but pressed her against the wall and stabbed the thick head of his cock into her entrance.
She stiffened again, digging her nails into his shoulder.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” she said shaking her head. She had to do this, it felt too good to stop now anyway.
He lowered his arms and let her sink down onto his hot shaft. He moaned in her ear in satisfaction as he immediately started pumping into her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck looking over his shoulder into the dancing crowd as Jordan fucked her, a fast steady pace, rubbing and exciting the tight velvety flesh inside her pussy.
She was so tight and wet, Jordan had to concentrate as not lose it too soon. His hips rolling sensuously as he seemed to reach deeper and deeper inside Gia.
She held on tight to Jordan trying to block out the turmoil of thoughts swirling in her head, but she couldn’t get the sight of Reece and Tasha out of her mind.
Gia kissed Jordan deep, hard, urgently as she wiggled and undulated her hips to meet his thrust digging her nails into his shoulders as an angry powerful orgasm shook her from the pit of her stomach radiating through her in sumptuous shattering waves of guilty pleasure.
Gia cried out in raw excited bliss, though it was drowned out by the music and Jordan kept feverishly pumping.
“Oh… ohhh… fuckkk… I’m cumming..” he grunted in her ear.
Her head cleared enough to say. “Not inside me.”
He looked down at her as he continued to piston.
“Not inside me Jordan, please.”
She began to wiggle and squirm wildly in his arms until he put her down. She sunk down in front of him, just in time to feel his cock burst with cum.
She swallowed all he had to give, stroking and sucking his dick for several moments until his orgasm waned.
“Let’s go to your room.” She said standing and licking her lips. She took him by the hand after he had zipped back up his pants. Jordan smiled happily following her out.
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To be continued.

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