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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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She felt happy, there was a swagger, a kick in her step and a joie de vivre.
Sitting on a deep shelf that doubled as a headboard, she admired her patent black high heels that dug into the mattress that she was about to lay herself out on.
Mr A bounded into the room with purpose and very quickly their eye's met and danced over each other. Fuck! How he excited her. He put his bag that was fit to burst with the plethora of curiosities he had accumulated over the year's down on the desk. She didn't know everything it contained, only what he had decided to show her and use when they met, which was different each time she submitted to him.
She couldn't contain her smile as he walked around the bed to her. "I like what you are wearing for me. I'm pleased." He knelt with one knee on the bed and moved in towards her and whispered with a smile "I've brought someone for you. I want you to make him cum with your mouth. You will like him." He had the softest Scottish accent that to her was a like a lullaby when he spoke. She couldn't help herself and kissed him full on the mouth, the intensity building up by the second. A knock stopped their mouths and Mr A remarked on how he'd smudged her red lipstick already. "I'll get the door then." And he let out the widest smile.
She didn't move an inch while this man she had never met before inched his way to the bed. He was very attractive and she knew from those first moments she wanted him. "Yes Mr A she is extremely sexy, such a pretty face too. " His voice was kind and he spoke with a french accent that was melodic. He reached out his hand to her, leaned in and kissed her cheek. How polite she had thought. Her nervousness rose but she trusted Mr A and knew nothing was going to happen that she didn't want. He was always by her side in everything they did together. He was protective of her.
"Why don't you come down from there and show Mr S how you keep me happy. Get down on all fours sweetie and let him see you." She happily obliged and going by the whispers and murmurs, they were enjoying the sight. "Feel free to taste her, she's very sweet." Mr S began to feel her, getting more intimate with where his fingers were touching her, till she heard this sigh from him as he buried his face into her. Manoeuvring himself Mr A was now in front of her, his head as low as hers. He was smiling and commenting on how turned on he was by the scene unfolding before him and how undeniably sexy she was. There was this knowing glare between them that made him feel comfotable that she was very happy to give herself this way. He began to undress and disappeared from her only to return with his thick cut cock ready to be serviced. She took him into her mouth and worked him as he had always liked it while Mr S worked his mouth and fingers into her from behind.
She wanted to be fucked, she was so ready for cock but she knew Mr S was only there to cum in her mouth. Mr A was only too happy to be the one to take her there, she was his and he was out to mark his territory.
Mr S lay down, his legs spread ready to be pleased by her. She began again with her mouth and he was very vocal in how she should proceed. She felt him grow stiff in her mouth, harder the deeper and faster she would take him, all the while Mr A made good use of her from behind. He said later that night when they talked everthing over how amazing she felt around his cock, how he could feel her muscles pulse and how wet she had become.
It was time... Mr S was going to release. She was gazing up with her green eyes, mouth filled with his meat when he told her to open her mouth and put out her tongue. The fucking abruptly stopped, Mr A wanted to see her feed, to see her savour and swallow every drop and she didn't disappoint. There was a sweetness to the taste of his cum and she was content taking every drop deep in her throat.
There was small talk, lot's of smiles, a merci followed by à bientôt as Mr S walked out the door a happy man.
She adored Mr A for many hours afterwards and in return he showed her more of the thing's he kept in that bag.
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I have to say I’m loving your creative side, the way you write with a mischievous honesty yet still managing to maintain a hint of the clandestine. You had me grow harder with each passing word, very enjoyable read |
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