TMI Tuesday: October 9, 2018

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1. If you had three wishes that would come true, what would they be?

In the lack of rules I would as for unlimited wishes, to know everything, and the ability to control time.

2. What are your favourite things to spend money on?

Ever the geek, I'd spend in on next tech, but I never have any money, so the next best thing is food and drink.

3. If you could write a song about your life, what type of music would you use?

As a KRS One fan, I'd go for Hip Hop.

4. If you could choose your partner again, would you choose the same person?

I would not choose my previous partner again.

5. When it comes to discussing your sex life, who do you confide in more than anyone else?

K, as I seem to with all things.

Bonus: What’s your definition of cheating? Is there really such a thing?

Think of it as a breach of contract including an NDA. There is such a thing. It's not a good thing, but it happens. Don't get involved.

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I want you!

Recognise and say it out loud please, using my name. and again but slower.

One more time, louder.

Are you mine? Show me! I claim you. I claim your body as my own. My toy, my play thing, for me to enjoy. Right now, you are not to move unless I permit it:

If you have headphones, use them and choose one of the following:

https://youtu.be/x70O8qC2CBg , https://youtu.be/PBXr8OI_o5U , or something similar.

Get naked!

The most you are allowed is a towel under you.

I say under you... I need you in a very specific position, you can sit or lie, but your knees must be parted as wide a comfortably possible... you will be here a while. If you can position yourself opposite a mirror, feel free to do so... this is one of the few choices I will give you.

Do you have a toy? DO NOT TOUCH it! It is not allowed. You can use only your fingers!

Think of a fortune cookie. This bares a small resemblance to the one area we are going to focus on, your clitoris. I assume you concur with the similarity. However, if you are unsure, this is where the mirror would come into play. use the forefingers of your non-playing hand to circle the area firmly and bring back your hood, under which you will see a tiny "fortune cookie" shaped button... This is the only area we are going to play with.

You ARE NOT to venture inside!

Now to begin: Lick your chosen finger to get it as wet as possible. Remember that phrase I made you repeat? Write in out in the tip of your clit with your wet finger. Slowly. Gently. More than once. Include circles for spaces and punctuation. Now you have two options. If you require more moisture, lick this finger again. Alternatively you may use your natural juices... take this same finger, run it down one slide of your wet entrance, and scoop up what you need on the fingers journey back. Your natural juices can only be used and the end of each statement or sentence.

Important!: You may adjust speed and pressure after two songs. But under no circumstances are you allowed to cum until the full playlist ends.

Your writing must be tight, small, affecting only the tip as far as you can manage.

Adjustment:

After the first track you may amend the phrase, but it must follow set rules in itself as it must be in three parts. A] Identify me ("You", "He" my name, etc). B] Recognise the verb (wants, desires, needs, loves, and so on). & C] Identify yourself (I, me, your name, etc).

Spell it out as many different ways as you like, and if the reverse applies, move into that.

Imagine my hands on you, over you, my fingers, my tongue, my breath, my voice.

I want to know when you do this, when you complete this, and if you "O".

Consequences: If you fail, if you "O" in under 45 minutes, or don't "O" after the playlist ends. You are not allow to touch yourself for 36 hours.

Do you accept?

If so, begin.

Extra credit:

When that "O" approaches, keep those legs open all through it.

If you manage that, I want to know about it.

TMI Tuesday: September 18, 2018

TMI Tuesday: September 18, 2018

Posted on September 17, 2018by TMI Tuesday blog

Welcome to sexy fun and playfulness at TMI Tuesday.

1. Which animal listed below represents your true sexual self?
a. Chipmunk – cute and cuddly
b. Monkey – all about being mischievousness
c. Tiger – I’ve earned my stripes

All of the above apply, but I will choose B.

2. Your partner is in the mood for sexy fun and you are tired – what do you do?
a. Start snoring. There is no way I’m giving it up tonight.
b. Trade. You give me a massage… and we will see…
c. That would never happen!

Again, B.

3. Which of these sexual descriptive labels closely matches you?
a. Dominant
b. Submissive
c. Top
d. Bottom
e. Switch
f. Kinkster

Slightly more A than F.

4. Would you rather have your enemy eaten by a shark or die in an earthquake getting swallowed up by earth?

Swallowed up by an earthquake I think.

5. For the next year, would you rather be dressed like a mime every day OR look normal but not be allowed to talk?

It would be nice to look normal for a change. and as I don't talk anyway, it would be good to have an excuse.

Bonus: What’s the most beautiful word in the world?

Mellifluous.

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TMI Tuesday: September 11, 2018 - Night Time is the Right Time.

Fill in the blank

1. When I can’t sleep I _____ .

Play.

2. My dream bedroom would be full of _____ .

... Mostly firm mattresses, a hammock, and another bed suspended form the ceiling.

3. If I could wake up anywhere tomorrow it would be _____ .

... In a log cabin in the middle of nowhere in a snowy winter next to a large lake.

4. I need to _____ at night.

... Relax by any mean necessary...

5. _____ would truly be a nightmare.

Lack of sleep. rest or relaxation...

6. Night time is the right time to _____ .

... Indulge in activities enhanced by darkness.

Bonus: Briefly tell us about your last dream–erotic or not.

My last dream was in three parts.

The first part.

The area I live in was on lockdown, it was night with a military enforce curfew. My sister and I were helping people escape at night, but my brother was sent by those in charge to investigate and stop the exodus. Upon finding me, he was under order to take me out. We fought at length, he had blades, I was unarmed and trying to protect the escapers from him. they got away, but that left him trying to kill me. My sister tried to help, but she got in the way, and I couldn't fight him while trying to protect her, so I told her to escape with the others and look after them. I lured my brother away from the escape route and out of the zone via another area. He was now out of his jurisdiction, but would be killed himself if he returned without results, so he decided to hunt me. During his hesitation, I managed to get some distance from him, he would never find me, but I kept running.

This lead to part two.

I past various similar areas on my travels. I managed to avoid them as they were walled and  / or guarded to avoid entry and escape. I still didn't know why. I had no plan, I just kept moving in one generally south direction until I ended up in an area where I knew a friend, Kirst, lived. I knocked on her door and felt silence overcome the vicinity. I felt eyes on me and looked back to find I petite redheaded figure flying at me through the air with blades in hands. Our eyes connected briefly enough for me to recognise this was my friend, and enough for her to disarm herself before landing on me. We had never met in person before, but once she saw my face she recognised me. She was still heightened and suspicious and asked what I was doing there. I told her what had happened and how I had to escape. She told me how things were bad for her too, but there was not border, just random patrols, and that I was lucky to get as far as I did. I lifted her off me and stood up to brush myself off. There was a moment of silence, then we realised we were in each others company for the first time, the biggest smile slid on to her face as she again jumped onto me, this time wrapping her arms and legs around me and kissing me full on the lips. "Hello to you too" I responded with a chuckle. She blushed and composed herself. We had waited to meet for a while, but didn't know when we were able. She had a young daughter, I enquired as to where she was. Her countenance dropped as she told me her daughter was taken, but that a friend, Lynne, told her she was safe and knew how to get her back. She came back to change and leave for Lynnes to get what she needed. I informed her I was coming with her. She paused, but then nodded and headed inside. I followed her in, looked around her house while she showered, grabbed a bag and filled it with supplies. And I entered her room I caught her undressed, she looked back and blushed but continued to dress and directed me to the shower. She packed a few this for her daughter while I washed and lay out some of her ex's clothes for me to wear. We left as soon as we were both ready. We had a full days journey on foot ahead. "Try and keep up" she told, then sprinted off. She was quick, nimble, and I struggled, but managed. She occasionally paused when she sensed trouble ahead. For the most part we managed to evade the enforcers, but occasionally we had to fight our way past those we could not avoid. We worked amazing together. Our energy was getting low and we need to rest, but Kirst wanted to keep going. It was not safe for her to proceed alone as she was, so I argued my point, but she became more stubborn ans wouldn't listen, increasing in speed. I had to chase her through the woods, and it took me ten minutes to catch her. She tried to fight me off, but I refused to left her go. After a violent struggle, I managed to keep her pinned down on the ground. As we breathed heavily I could see her anger and disappointment as she looked up at me, but she was also a little impressed I was ale to overcome her. I kept her there for five minutes, until she was calm then loosened my grip, she slipped herself out and glared at me, then pulled me on top of her as she heard footsteps pass us. they were close but moving fast and were soon some distance away. She looked at me, nodded, smiled, then kissed me. I smiled and kissed her back. She kissed me again, more passionately. We then made love on the spot, it was quick, passionate. and quiet. We then rested, falling asleep for half an hour.

Part three

I woke first, still on top of her, which in turn woke her up. I startled her, then she remembered where we were. We helped each other up, composed and checked ourselves, and continued on our journey. Having rested I was able to move a lot quicker, whereas Kirst seems more relaxed, but I still had to follow where was going. We made good time, moving faster than before as a unit. There were more enforcers around, but as there were in groups distracting each other, this made them easier to slip past. I was able to covertly take out the odd stray. the remainder of our travel was more fluid. We eventually made it to Lynnes front door. Kirst knocked while I stood watch. I heard the door open and some loud whispering take place, then Kirst called for me to enter. She introduced me to Lynne, a bigger, short-haired blonde, who hugged me upon greeting me. Kirst giggled. "What?" I asked, looking at them both. "Not three minutes ago she was ready to take you out!" Kirst replied. Lynne shrugged her shoulders "You can't be too careful" she retorted with a smile while stroking her huge dog. Kirst turned to Lynne and asked about her daughter. "She's fine" Lynne answered, "shes's safe and not far, we just can't go during daylight. Make yourselves comfortable, we have a couple of hours before we can go get her". Kirst paused, looked at me, then Lynne, then nodded and sighed. Lynne then offered food and drink, which we took gladly. She asked if we wanted to get cleaned up and rest, which we accepted. Lynne looked at me, then Kirst, and quietly asked "I assumed sharing won't be a problem?" Kirst and I looked at each other, Kirst blushed, Lynne smiled, then directed us upstairs. "Leave you clothes outside the door, I'll take care of them!" We followed her instruction and coyly undressed in front of each other, placed our clothes outside the door, and entered the shower. We lathered each other up, and cleansed each other. Then the inevitable happened. We were soon kissing we were starved, which lead to us making love in the shower, but with more time were were more sensual, and more passionate than. We eventually spilled from the shower to the bedroom, lost in each other forgetting time and everything around us, when we were startled by Lynne herself watching us from the doorway with clean and dry clothes. We had no idea how long she had been watching us. Kirst blushed as she froze. And Lynne simply smiled and asked "Is there room for one more?" Kirst and I looked at each other no knowing how to react, then looked at Lynne still smiling and awaiting an answer...

and that's when I woke up.

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Housemates - 3/3 Side B

It was a great couple of days, we had spent most if it in bed getting to know each other our bodies becoming entwined so often each curve and crease becoming a well known path my hands travelled. 

The time seemed to move extremely quickly and before we knew it the others were back, we started staying in our own rooms passing each other in the hall smiling the occasional small talk but not much more. 

More time passed and a long weekend rolled around.

 I wanted to initiate something, had made it as far as his bedroom door ready to knock or just walk in bit lost my courage before I got that far. 

S.J and Soloman both had plans that would keep them away from the house for the weekend my plans consisted of spending the weekend in bed and watching tv.

I lay there trying to get back to sleep and ignoring the bangs and crashes coming from them getting ready to leave, it was no use and after deciding coffee was the better option dragged myself out of bed and towards the kitchen running into SJ en-route "sooo" she grinned at me in that way before looking pointedly up the stairs to Jacks door smirking as she had done several times since we had spoken over a few drinks "Got any plans for the weekend?" The fact that while I was laying in bed I was thinking of Jack as my hand traveled across my body touching places he had touched makes me blush as I push past her  to the kitchen.

SJ tells me she has some left over food before making a point of going and knocking loudly on Jacks door ensuring him and probably the rest of the street are awake to tell him the same turning around and grinning like she has achieved something great and making her way out of the door. 

 I sat in the now quiet of of the house enjoying my coffee before heading to the bathroom, after standing in the shower until the water starts running cold building up the courage to go and knock on Jacks door and talking myself back out of it again I get dried and dressed walking past my own door down the hall i stand outside my hand half raised willing him to just open the door at this point once again my courage fails me as I head back to my room, pushing the door to I go to my drawers and find my favirote toy laying back on the bed I remove my shorts and underwear which are already slightly wet, my legs spread, i'm sure I hear the floorboards creek outside my door as I push the head of the toy into me the moan that escapes my lips as my back arches off the bed loud in the quiet room,  but I don't care now its to late to be worrying about that i've needed this since I woke up. I hear the bathroom door creek open and close it puts me off for a moment I walk to my door pushing it open and hear the taps running in the bathroom I know its Jack and i'm pretty sure he was watching me, fine I say to myself if you want a show... I leave the door open wider remove my t-shirt leaving it discarded on the floor with the rest of my clothes and lay back down on the bed this time I don't attempt to hold back squirming and moaning out loud as I bring myself closer to the edge I have been nearing all morning each movment pushing a little deeper I hear the door open and know he was watching me the thought of Jack hard inside me as I finally fall off the edge my orgasam soaking my thighs running down me to pool on the sheets. 

I lay there listening to Jack descending the stairs eventually moving off the bed pulling my clothes on to join him.

I find Jack standing in the kitchen unable to quite look me in the face as I ask if the coffee is for me, my eyes scan his body noticing the obvious bulge in his trousers I cant help but smirk he catches me and attempts to distract me asking if i want toast. "Sure, can you bring it up please?" I ask as I get to the door I turn and tell him im going for a bath dissapearing upstairs before I hear his reply. 

I lay back in my bath listening to Jack ascending the stairs the bathroom door wide open I call out asking him to bring my tea to the bathroom and grab my phone from my bed. 

 He comes in placing the tea down silently, his eyes traveling across my bubble covered body pausing momantarily on the bits of exposed skin, then he turns to leave. 

"You're leaving?" slightly suprised he hasn't taken the hint by now as he turns around to face me I look him in the eyes "I guess you're not interested in part two then?" 

He breaks out into a grin stepping towards the bath grabbing a handful of  my hair leans in for a kiss, as our lips meet my hand finds the parting in his robe and his already semi hard length waiting for me.

 His other hand reaching into the bath finding ots way between my legs as our mouths part and I pull him closer guiding his now hard length that gravelley moan as he first enters his hands now both finding their way to my hair holding on but letting me build my own pace at first adjusting to him in my mouth and then taking control building my rhythm for me, he doesnt resit as I pull back away standing in the bath pulling his robe off his shoulders, it lands on the floor and his boxers and tshirt soon follow, not a word is said between us as he joins me in the bath, when I kiss his lips my fingers trailing across his skin or as I turn around hands planted on the wall pushing my ass against his erection. 

 The slap on my wet soapy skin echoes loudly in the tiled room as my ass begins to sting his fingers find their way between my spread legs finding me wet and waiting as they tease along that sweet spot before his errection takes their place rubbing along me teasing me as he grabs my hips firmly fingers digging in to my skin, getting into the perfect position before his now wet length enters me, making us both moan in contentment as it does. 

Our movments slow and cautious aware that maybe a bath full of water was not the best choice but soon we build a rythem that has us both moaning and gasping in pleasure, the sound of water and wet  skin meeting echoing around the bathroom mixing with with our moans.

 His hands push into my back moving me to my knees adjusting his body with mine our pace picking up, with every movement water cascading down the side of the bath as i push back to meet each of his deep hard thrusts.

 His pace becoming more urgent each thrust making our bodies rock, each of us lost in the climax that is building between us pulling closer to the edge, holding us there just enough until I tip as his hands grip me tightly holding my waist holding me up, I lose control with a loud moan of pleasure my body tenses tightening around him as my stomach knots and each movement feels like tiny volts of electric  looking for release as my legs start to give way under me as I let go and I feel the heat and release, not lile earlier on the bed this is more primal  something deeper with Jack buried deep inside me,  this  seems to spur him on more, holding me up as he continues through my orgasam.

 Eventually I gather enough energy to push him away and straighten up as he steps out of the bath we survey the mess pretty much all of the water has escaped the bath and soaked the floor Jack grabs his already wet robe attempting to mop up the mess as I grab the towel and start to dry off, my eyes travel his naked body seeing him still hard and wanting  I drop my towel and lead him to my room, pushing him down onto the bed he sits half propped on his elbows looking down at me as I drop to my knees on the floor in front of him kissing his stomach, just a few times is enough to get him fully hard again, my tongue travels once the length of his errection hand wrapping gently around him as i guide him into my mouth, my tongue circling across the tip tasting myself on him my pleasure mixed with his before slowly and teasingly taking more and more of him into my waiting mouth, my fingers wrapped around the base of his straining cock,  moving slowly up to meet my mouth and then back down to make more room. 

His hand finding my head trying to take take control but I move out of his way pulling back and grinning at him, not this time we will do things at my pace and I want him to be on the edge I want him to enjoy this and to drive him mad, when he reaches that place I want to taste every last bit, his hand drops to his side, head tips back and a groan of pleasure leaves him as my mouth wraps around him again at the same time the sound of a cough makes us turn look at the open door to see SJ standing in there watching us both...

Housemates - 2/3 Side B

His hands ease off my hips but the skin still tingles where his fingers were dug into me holding me in place, I lay there for a moment eyes closed, breathing heavy I can feel Jack moving at the end of the bed. 

I catch my breath, when the spasams stop running through my body sit up and release my arms from the post.

I turn and face him his mouth wet covered in me, he leans in kissing me deeply letting me taste myself on him.

He pulls away looking at me for a moment before he  unties my hands, his movments urgent now pulling off my blouse and bra disgarding them on the floor, his pants follow not far behind. 

I look up at him as the feeling comes back to my wrists; he stands over the bed  looking down on me, as I stand he turns me around I feel the tie from his robe back on my wrists binding tightly, his body pressed against mine before he takes a step back pulling me with him. 

I feel him moving around behind me,  his eyes feel like they are burning into my skin and he starts circling me keeping just out of my reach, occasionally adjusting me a light slap making me stand straighter, tilting my head, his foot between my legs knocking them apart. 

He steps in a little closer but still just out of reach. 

The back of his hand runs gently down my face as I stand there waiting breathing shallow,body tense. 

His hand travels down my neck over my chest brushing over my nipple sending a jolt through me, imediatly stiffening under his touch, running down to my stomach, holding there before flipping over palm down feeling warm against me before finishing its journey downward  dipping between my parted legs making me gasp, my body instinctivly wanting to step away where I am still so sensetive, his fingers running along me making my legs weak, before entering me.

 His other hand travels up my body, squeezing at my behind before continuing to trail upwards to the back of my neck where he stops hand held lightly there whilst his fingers continue to play and tease me  he goes to kiss my neck bringing me back around as I instinctivly try to move away, bringing me back around making me aware of him watching me, enjoying seeing me squorm under his hands.  

After what seems like an age he moves his hand still on the back of my neck but his fingers from between my legs I gasp and whimper out of frustration look around watching him, waiting I need to feel him in me so much, he moves in right behind me I can feel him hard pressed against my back my hands still tied trying to reach and touch him, leaning back slightly my hips move a slow circle rubbing against him. 

He points at the bed, his mouth clise to my ear "on your knees"  he growls. 

 I don't hesitate lowering myself down onto the bed head down turned to the side a perfect view in the mirror, my back arched high arms still tied behind me I wait,watching him as he moves behind me, pressed against me his hands again finding there way to my hips, fingers digging in before he slowly enters me making us both gasp, he holds for a moment and I can't help but admire him in the mirrors reflection, my pale skin against him, his body perfect pressed against mine as he kneels burried deep in me. 

He starts moving then slowly and teasingly at first each stroke driving me mad seemingly taking forever, his hands start to travel up my body which responds in all the right ways, his touch feels lile a thousand tiny pin pricks across my skin and is far from unpleasent. 

I watch as he stops moving, still inside me his hand stops its exploration moving back and raising, I extinctivly know whats about to happen and my body tenses waiting  as his hand comes down on my ass but the pre warning does not stop the gasp escaping my lips, or the perfect glowing red hand print appearing on my skin. 

I see a cheeky smirk appear on his face as he watches my reaction in the mirror and can't help failing at hiding the smile that appears on my own. 

The next slap is loud in the room as skin meets skin and harder than the last, the strength of it making the other cheek burn knowing it will hurt later, making me cry out and my body try to move away, it is only forgotten as he thrusts deep in me making me moan in pleasure. 

He quickly seems to establish a pattern alternating between strikes and thrusts and it feels amazing each thrust like a balm fir the previous strike making me firget about the stinging on my niw very red behind, but I cannot help but giggle too, and as it escapes my lips I see his eyebrows raise.

He stops for a second hand reachi g instead for the ties that are binding my wrists, pulling me up and backwards making me grit my teeth and cry out cursing under my breath.

Not at all put off holding me there, with one hand he begins to quicken hos pace, pushing deeper and harder into me, I can see tbe look on his face the determination in his eyes his hand occasionally coming down on my all ready stinging ass, no time now to play games as my body jolts.under his hand, each thrust feeling deeper and harder than the last, I feel every inch of him as he drills into me the sound of heavy breathing, mixed with skin meeting skin seems to spur him on faster and harder and I feel myself tensing around him. 

I don't want him to stop I want to feel him in me in everyway.

He slows a little after a while, easing his grip on the ties but there is no way that is going to happen, I pull my hands away from him and begin to meet each of his movements pushing back into him, a rocking motion that soon builds into a pattern and I don't ease up he is practically doubled over me his body pressed against mine I can feel the heat from his skin hear every breath lous in my ear as I continue to grind myself onto him, meeting each movment of his so he pushes all the way in, he feels so good inside of me I need this to continue now I want him like this and I know he wants it too. 

 After a moment he seems to regain himself, once again taking control, holding onto my arms he pushes into me harder than before making me cry out, the next thrust just as hard as the last again building up a pattern this time he doesn't ease, the noise in the room reaching a pitch of moans and heavy breathing seem to make him go harder still. 

Not much more than a yes escapes my lips though i want to beg him not to stop i can't get it out I feel his pace quicken, become more urgent he seems to loose himself letting go of my arms and instead pushing me down on the bed holding me there I feel him grow harder inside me moments before he tips over the edge hardly slowing i tighten around him as he starts the final run and releases in me filling me with wave after wave of his hot cum fingers digging into me seem to be the only thing holding him up, until his final release a gutteral groan escaping his lips before he finally stops moving and he colapses, still inside me breathing heavy loud in my ear,  body pressed against mine. 

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Housemates - 1/3 Side B

I get through the door just about stupid lock is always playing up, hear Jack call my name from the sitting room as I struggle to get my boots off, stupid weather I'm soaked through and tired I was'nt expecting anyone to be home it's a long weekend shouldn't he be out with friends or something?
I walk through trailing a puddle of rain water with me to find him laying there in nothing but a bathrobe damn him, I feel the blush creeping up my face.
 'What Jack?' I ask sounding way more abrupt than I mean to.
"Is it raining?" He asks i'm not sure if he thinks his funny as I stand there soaking wet or if he is genuinely trying to make conversation but either way I am cold and in no mood for dumb games and the look on my faces portrays it as I turn without answering and walk off.
 I make it to my room leaving a pile of soggy clothes at the door and pulling on a blouse thats to hand and a pair of leggings wondering what his issue is.
The best part of 2 years we have been living together all he ever talks about is house related business and now his a comedian?!

I go to the kitchen looking for something to eat "Are you ok?" he shouts still in the sitting room.
I stop about to answer I should probably apolagise prehaps explain that it was just a bad day in the office, before catching myself he doesn't care if my colleagues are the most annoying people in the world or the fact my boss is an idiot, I get lost in thoughts of my day for a moment before closing the cupboard door i've no appetite right now.
  I walk through to the living room with the intention of apolagising but he doesn't even look around - fine if thats how you want to be keep your attitude!
 I wait a second longer before turning and heading back to my room.
 Jack is usually pretty nice but today clearly not, I find myself lost in thought again this time of him his just over 6ft I always feel tiny when standing near him, his pretty hot not that I would ever tell him that, I caught him once coming out of the bathroom in not a lot and couldn't help but stare... jeez what is wrong with me?!
I sit down on my bed book in hand but my mind starts back again to thoughts of him on the sofa in just his robe my book disguarded as my fingers gently slip down my stomach passed my top, my trousers disgarded on the floor...
Then the door knocks bringing me around, I pull my clothes straight giving myself a minute to get composed pulling my top down to cover me I open the door slightly Jack is standing there with a plate of toast and a coffee I imediatley become concious of how long he may have been standing there before knocking and just want him to go.
 "What?!" I ask again feeling defensive and mentally kicking myself for my attitude
 "I brought you these." he replies handing me the plate and cup i manage a "thanks", before closing the door.
 I hear him sigh from the other side of the door "Do you want to talk about it?"  he asks, I open the door again just wanting him to go away hasn't he got better things to be doing?
The conversation quickly descends as I tell him in no uncertain terms I don't have the energy for his games and find him arguing back getting more wound up as it continues, i'm just about to tell him to go away when i catch him staring at my legs the cheek I slam the door on him leaving him standing there, what an idiot I fume but my mind wonders was he really checking me out?
I'm just about to sit down and he walks right in
 "What are you doing?!" I ask  pointing at the door. "I just wanted to apologise," he says standing in the doorway. "What gives you the right to come into my  room?" I ask as I start to push him back out at first he moves back a step but then roots himself to the floor
"Look! You're not the only person to have the occasional bad day, I wanted to do was check on you and make sure you ok!  Excuse me for trying to do something nice!". He says.
 "Yeah, well, there's no need, I can take care of myself!".
"I was just...!" I he struggles to find his words.
My face is inches away from his now I can feel the heat from his body, smell his aftershave my hands are pressed against his chest ready to push him out again when he leans in and kisses me I am so shocked I slap him my hand catching his cheek, he takes a step back looks at me and turns to leave as I stand there rooted to the spot white noise buzzing in my ears staring at his back wondering what the hell just happened?
He turns around as he reaches the door, his face calm I can almost see a decision being made in his expression his eyes fixed on me as he walks back towards me, I try to take a step backwards but my back is to the wall, I don't want another fight and I can feel my stomach knotting,  but this time he grabs my arms I can feel his fingers squeezing me, I struggle against his grip about to protest when he kisses me again his body pushed against mine, my back to the wall, his hands still with a grip on my arms, I struggle at first confused, but my body is responding to him and I want him now I like the feel of his hands on me, his mouth on mine, he stops his grip loosens my mouth stings in the cool of the room from where his lips were moments ago, I look up at him his eyes fixed on me daring me to say something, this time my slap is not half as hard as before but the fire lights in his eyes and an expression sets on his face a determination and hunger that shocks and slightly scares me, his hand this time on my throat squeezing just enough making my pulse race as he kisses me again, my mind racing also.
 I feel so small with him pushed against me he is a big guy, I know I could end this if I want though when he steps away I slap him again a smirk on my face he lets go of my throat but pushes me onto the bed standing over me, his eyes running across my body exposed from where I have landed on the bed top bunched ip exposing my underwear what I can only describe as a hunger in his eyes which boths scares and excites me, at first we struggle I push against him try to sit up but his hands are on me and I make no real attempt to move away.
He stands over the bed his frame seemingly engulfing everything around him so my eyes are fixed soley on him as I lay there slightly breathless from the struggle, he pulls me then towards him, grabbing my legs, his hands run along them until he reaches my panties, lingering a moment before pulling them off in one motion, my legs snapping shut hiding the wetness growing between my legs.
He climbs on the bed pulling me closer ignoring my struggles as though they are nothing before bending me over his knees, pinning me down with his arm across my back he raises my blouse exposing me, before his hand comes down striking my ass the sound loud in the room as skin meets skin, my gasp drowned by the next strike making me jolt and squirm on him, his hands squeezing each cheek almost feels soothing making me moan in pleasure, but it only lasts a moment before his hand raises striking me again and again the heat growing with each strike,  i feel the skin begining to sting and burn, he doesn't let up each strike making me gasp, legs kick and body tense until I know my behind is glowing red my eyes watering from the sting but the heat growing between my legs. After what seems like an age he lifts his arm that is holding me in place I move from over his legs standing, not saying a word rubbing my now sore behind watching him as he looks me up and down. He stands, walking toward me he stops.
Standing there in front of him his gaze fixed on me, making me look down to hide the blush spreading on my face, I can feel my heart beating hard as he undoes his robe allowing it to fall to the floor the belt still in hand.
 He takes my left wrist as I offer my right and begins tying the belt of his robe around them, wrapping it around tightly twice, before pulling on the end making me wince as the material cuts slightly into my skin. His fingers tracing gently up my arm before pointing at the head of the bed, I slip my tied  hands over the post arms stretched upwards i lay there on my back watching his eyes travel my body a hunger and fire in them that is as frightening as it it is a turn on to see, knowing that now whatever happens I will have little control over and my body is his to do as he pleases.
His hands on my legs he pulls me towards him, my arms still hooked on the post, pulling my legs apart and kneeling between them so I cannot close them I know hecan see my wetness betraying me showing him how much I am wanting more, he pulls my blouse open as it falls limply at my sides revealing my bra, his eyes travel down my body again lingering a moment between my legs  before traveling back up fixing onto my own eyes,  instinctivley I want to cover myself I feel so exposed but I have no way of moving and feel the heat again spreading up across my face bit his gaze does not break.  Instead his hand comes down firmly on my hip holding me down, as I look back at him I feel his fingers run along my wetness rubbing, teasing making my body tense and pull against the tie, a whimper lost in my throat as they move up to my clit his eyes still fixed on my face, the first touch feels like a bolt of electric running through me making me gasp out loud and squirm under his other  hand which holds me in place, a smirk appearing on his lips as he continues small, gentle, teasing movments making me whimper in pleasure my eyes closing chest rising and falling exposed from my torn blouse, biting down on my lip.
His lips on my stomach now both hands holding me down as his mouth travels on a journey down my body around to my hips to my still spread legs kissing each thigh so close I am sure he can feel the heat from me, making me struggle against him a moan escaping my lips again as his tongue touches me tasting me, his mouth on me circling my now throbbing button, teasing me, mking me gasp, before moving downwards, holding there before tasting me making me squirm under him, his grip tightening as his tongue explores me.
His hands moving down to my legs holding them in place head not moving as he pushes in to me,  my body writhing under his grip and the tie on my wrists his mouth teases and explores the space between my legs, bringing me close to the edge before stopping just long enough to bring me back down then starting again, the only sounds in the room are my moans of pleasure and frustration, they sound so loud, and seem to only encourage him more, like he is enjoying teasing me...
 My body tensing again under him so close to the edge once again this time though he does not slow his mouth continues to work me hands so strong still holding me down, tongue moving back up circling my clit making me writhe under him I want to beg him not to stop I need this now but all that escapes my lips is a series of moans and gasps my back arching off the bed seems to spur him on more as I feel myself pushing over the edge loosing control what feels like a million small jolts.of electric running across my skin, my body tensing all over as his tounge runs across me, the feeling of butterflys working its way through me, my hands desprate to be freed tugging on the rope that cuts into my wrist, nothing but deep moans escaping my lips with incoherant words the whote noise loud in my ears he speeds up his mouth working hard and almost frantically my eyes close as I finally loose control tipping over the edge, I feel some of my juices escaping running down me but his mouth is there and shows no sign of stopping or slowing  but continues through my orgasam a small mmm of satisfaction escaping his mouth, not allowing me time to come down just building off of it bringing me straight back up my legs trembling as he starts again.

The Stranger

A shrill scream awakened him from his already tenuous sleep, piercing the winter night’s silence, destroying it, like a bullet straight to the heart. That precious silence of darkness had been fatally wounded never to return, at least not in his lifetime. Jason sat bolt upright filled with terror, excitement and an overwhelming urge to protect those he loves. In an instant, dreaming had become nothing more than a distant memory. The time had come, he could feel it, and he just knew the stranger was almost here. He has known for some time now that he would arrive and change everything, the question is: was he ready? Will he ever be ready?
It was yet another vibrant morning in the big city. Spring was in the air as well as in Jason’s every step, blissfully unaware of what the rest of the year would hold, for he was living the dream. He would never admit it but as he walked down the street there was not an eye that would pass him by without an admiring thought, every man aspired to have what he did and every woman wanted to be held in his strong well dressed arms. However this morning, as with any other there was no room in his heart for vanity. No room to notice the beautiful women falling at his feet, he simply stepped over them as if avoiding snakes in long grass. His heart was overflowing with love for one woman. He sat at his desk treasuring his lot in life, playing with the ring that newly adorned his finger, smiling at the prospect of going home to his wife in their new apartment.
The time passed by as it tends to do, Jason's anxiety grew, it was almost time. He had been away from his love for too long. The band on his finger seemed to glow brighter as if preparing to guide him home. Not that he needed the guidance, he longed to be home, to be unchained from his desk and fly towards the freedom that home offered so abundantly. Then, as if the universe read his mind, the clock made that graceful movement that is almost enough to move a man to tears. The minute hand had seemed to caress the hour of four so passionately that when the clock finally struck five it was truly electrifying.
He glided through the crowded streets of the city spurred on by the thought of her welcoming touch. Even as he was crammed onto the bus wedged between the armpit of someone who had clearly embraced the aroma of the scorching day and the terrifying squeal of a new-born ready for a feed, he was still a picture of serenity. The vision of his wife, in fact the fact that she was actually his wife gave him a continuous internal giggle well suited to a school boy half his age. Suddenly there it was the gates to heaven itself, he stumbled off the bus almost losing his briefcase and nodded to the gate keeper as he opened the door to the apartment building “good evening sir” the faceless man uttered but Jason had only one aim and that was to board his carriage to the top floor to his angel. Impatiently he waited as the lift rose, loosening his tie wanting to escape every bond work had thrust upon him to fully indulge in the delights to come... two more floors to go. His heart races his breath shortened and every second lasted a lifetime... one more floor to go. A deep breath as he hears the magic chime that means he has reached his destination, six more steps would take him within touching distance, so he stands up straight as if to present himself and takes the first step.
Finally he was home his feet barely touching the floor as he reaches for the handle and opens the door, “my love” his deep commanding voice fills the modern apartment. Then he sees what he has been waiting so long for, a figure appears from behind the wall, tall and majestic his breath was stolen away by the sight, his eyes devoured the vision before him, wondering how her little white satin dress could be so brave as to conceal the body of his love from him, only to tease him with the view of her endless caramel legs, to hang off her curves so perfectly so invitingly. And then the magic, she smiled, she could have stood there in all of nature's glory and still her smile would have stolen his attention. The Sun itself must be jealous of the radiance of her face when adorned with such wonder, and yet she chose to utter those words, those words that mean everything that show she wants to be with him “hello husband”.
That was it, he had to have her, he had to be closer he had to feel her long curly hair between his fingers. It was seamless, one moment they were on opposite sides of the room, the next he had his angel in his arms. They were entwined, more than lovers, more than soul mates, they were the air each other breathed, they were each other's alpha and omega. He whispered in her ear “Catalina my angel, my world, how I have missed you” she smiled and playfully pushed him away, with the swivel of her hips, she turned and walked away. Jason loved her playful side, for as much as she drove him wild she knew what she wanted and how to get it, he admired this in her and was impelled to play along,
“So my darling wife”,
She turned with a memorising grin and in a soothing somewhat raspy voice, enhancing the slight Spanish accent that had any one hanging on her every word, “si” she paused “husband”.
“What’s for dinner?”
She picked up the nearest thing to her which luckily was a cushion and threw it at him. He laughed as he knew she too had been at work all day, if he had wanted a dinner on the table woman he married the wrong woman. Although she would give him the world he never expected it and for this she loved him and blessed him a hundred fold in so many ways. His laugh was the key to her heart, it always had been and with that she ran into his arms once more, wrapping her legs around him supported in his strong arms this is where she felt safe this was the meaning of happiness.
Catalina looked across to the alarm clock; she was surprised to find it was already 9pm. She turned to see her husband laying there dreaming peacefully as he always seemed to do. She was always envious of how at peace he was when he slept, how the stresses of the world seemed to be repelled by his eye lids as he slept. She rose from the bed and giggled as she caught sight of her tousled hair in the mirror. With one last look at her beloved she tiptoed out of the room and through the house picking up evidence of the evenings event as she went, “If walls could talk” she muttered to herself “you’d have a story or two” as she shook her head in amazement she picked up her last piece of underwear from on top of the lamp. Dinner was of course ruined, the potatoes cold and hard and the succulent chicken no longer moist but dried out in the warm air. There were worse thing in life of course. Jason stumbled down the stairs as if trying to regain strength in his legs, smiled at Catalina throwing away the dinner and simply said “I am sorry, I will call for takeout” “never apologise for that” she replied and kissed him passionately.
That night drifted into the past although never straying from either memory. The weeks went by and life continued. Each day the journey to work for Jason got longer and as the now blazing summer sun beat down on him he begrudged being at work. Yet one thing never changed, his uncompromising love for his wife gave him the urge to get through life and to live it spectacularly. Today however his mind was wrought with worry. Catalina had not been herself at all, and although she looked more radiant then he had ever seen, she had been unwell. He could time her sickness with amazing accuracy and it was this pattern that was worrying him.
That night he danced into their home filled with the hope and joy of seeing his angel, but he danced into silence, the only beat was that of his heart. Something was wrong, something was about to change. He cautiously walked round the house, and saw a glimmer of light coming from beneath the bathroom door; “Catalina” and he did not recognise the familiar voice that came back. “Please” she snapped “please leave me”. Taken aback he refused to do as she asked , he pushed open the door and saw her sitting on the floor, without a word he knew their world was going to change.
The spring soon turned into summer and Jason was feeling the heat from all sides of his life. That passionate spring night became a distant memory in fact he was sure he could count the times he had been entwined with his love over the past few months on one hand. That passion Catalina once channelled into seducing her husband was more alive than ever; however it was no longer directed to her hips or her touch but burnt in her eyes. He could feel the scorch from across the room and he knew there was no escape, he would navigate the obstacle course of boxes and new items that filled there once minimalist haven in order to pamper to her ever growing needs. He was happy to do this for the woman he held so dear. Every so often she would allow him to see how grateful she was for his help, she would treat him to a mouth-watering dinner and they would sit for hours dwelling on the future, over the new hopes and dreams. The nights became long and sticky but he never complained he just tried to prepare, mentally, physically, emotionally. This will change his life, he and his wife will change, will they continue to be a beautiful queen and her handsome king, heart filled with devotion for each other? How long can this continue? Will he get his sexy senorita back?
The answers to those questions terrified him. They haunted his once so peaceful sleep bringing about many sleepless nights. The questions had been building the fear in him over the seasons; he had been ever tempted to run off into the autumn leaves never to return, yet every time he pondered that he would see the glowing sight of his angel. He knew together they could adapt they would remain strong, and when they faltered they would be there to bring each other right back.
The nights drew colder yet his little piece of heaven remained at scorching temperatures, it was almost time he could feel it. Was his heaven about to tumble to earthly realms, or as he feared keep going in order to bring everlasting torment to these four walls? This is what plagued him that fateful night; this is what brought about this tenuous sleep. However there was no time to ponder his woeful thoughts that scream, that bullet into the peace of the night awoke Jason and yes he sat bolt upright filed with terror, excitement and an overwhelming urge to protect those he loves. He put on his coat of armour and prepared for battle as his beloved sat in extreme pain. He rushed to her rescue as if executing a perfected plan; he knew where he needed to be but never knew it would be like this.
How could he have done this to a woman he help so dear, how could he be so helpless when she needed him most. He could do nothing but wait as the stranger approached, he held her tight determined not to let her slip away. Then, after a seemingly endless night, the screaming stopped. He was here, Jason’s heart pounded and his breath escaped him as the doctor walked towards him. Then it happened. The doctor handed him a bundle of perfection, this was no stranger, and this was his son. A perfect reflection of his angel, his own strength and her beauty already apparent in him. The fear drained from Jason’s eyes to be replaced by a single tear the moment Catalina reached out and Joy itself was jealous of the completeness that filled his heart. They had become a family

What Mz Sheri Did.

She anxiously awaits for the plane to come to a stop. She's been looking forward to this for months. She's made 100 lists and checked them each more than a few times. Did she remember everything? Does it matter? Will he find her irresistible? Will she be able to control herself in his arms, at the airport? So many questions and so much anxiety inside her. As the plane slows, her excitement grows.

Finally! She made it. She gathers her things and makes her way down the long hall to the lobby. Immediately she catches his smile. Oh my, he is every bit as attractive as his pictures. And even bigger than she thought. Everyone is taller than her anyway. But something about the way he is standing there, that sly smile, those dark eyes, that body that just begs to be touched!

She reaches him quickly, looking down occasionally, still anxious and unsure. He reaches out to hug her and the smell of this strong, sexy man is nearly too much for her. Her eyes close as she relaxes in his arms. She wonders if he is disappointed. Is she enough for this man? He leans in and kisses her neck and immediately she is excited. He whispers, 'you're beautiful'. And she gasps. The sound of his voice! Something she hasn't really heard, is so sexy! He releases her and begins to walk toward baggage.

She can barely walk straight. All the nervousness has gone and been replaced with excitement. She wants him, here and now. How long can she wait?
There's a VIP lounge ahead. But too many people. There's restaurants, but children. Oh, but there, an old telephone area. A few booths that still house some courtesy phones. Off to the side, slightly hidden with a partial wall. Would he be game?

She pulls him a little in that direction. He seems a little confused. She mumbles something to get him to follow. She sets her bag down under the phone counter and pulls him in for a kiss. He has figured it out, responding with his tongue in her mouth. His hands on her hip and in her hair. He leans his weight onto her. Pushing her back into the wall. She loves that pressure. She loves that reaction. She feels his cock hardening and bulging and pushing on her stomach even through the clothes. She bites his lip. This only ignites his passion even more. He is now the aggressor.

He takes her arms and pins them above her head with one hand. His other hand is cupping a breast while he bites on her neck. She can't control her gasping. She wants this so badly. He legs have parted hers. She is so happy she worry a skirt!!! He lets go of her breast and slides his hand down between her legs. Pulling her panties down enough to rip them off!!! She gasps again. He responds by replacing his tongue in her mouth. Oh my, he can kiss. Aggressive and passionate and heady and she is soaked with wetness and desire. His fingers are touching her pussy, playing, exploring. He puts his hand to her lips so they can both taste her desire. He lets her hands go. They immediately go for his zipper. She quickly releases his cock. So hard! She slides down to her knees to taste. Oh my he fills her mouth nicely. He can't help but thrust into her mouth. She can hear his moans and they are feeding her drive. She is getting more aggressive.

Neither of them care any more about the people walking past. They don't see the looks and snickers. All that can be seen is too people making out like teenagers.

He pulls her to her feet and turns her to face the wall. She knows what's coming and she is ready. She spreads her legs and stands on her tip toes. He lifts her up a little and then his cock is in inside her. She gasps again, he wraps his hand around her neck. He leans in and tells her how good she feels and how this is just a taste of what waits for her at his place. He thrusts again, she can feel his hand at her throat, his other around her waist and his breathe in her ear. His cock is pulsing inside her. Is he cumming already?! How?? And another thrust. Following by the sexiest gasp she has ever heard. She feels wetness on her leg. Oh my! He reaches around and wiped the cum from her leg up to her pussy and brushes her clit with his palm. Instantly she quivers! Did that really just happen?! Quickly he adjusts himself and picks up her panties. What's left of them and sticks in his pocket. Takes a handkerchief from his other pocket and offers it to her. She is still quivering in awe. Slowly she wiped enough off her to not be dripping as she walks.

She looks up at him and he smiles. Sweetly leaning down to kiss her again, he whispers, 'next time, you won't be able to walk.'
With that she smiles and kisses him. Grabs his hand and slowly walks toward baggage. This will be a fun visit.

When Jack met Jane.

Friday the 22nd of June 2018... And I'm glad it's over.
It's been a long week at work, and I can't wait to unwind. A drink with a few work mates is in order at our local, and then home to chill for the weekend. I had plans, but I no long feel up to them.
As I'm not a big drinker, I leave my workmates early and decide to walk home instead of taking the bus like I normally would.
I reach the canal and decide to walk along side it, as it takes me through a quiet park on my way home. Just as I step on to the canal path, I notice a girl walking a short distance in front of me wearing a tight fitting mini dress, struggling to walk at a pace in her high heels on the rough terrain. I chuckle to myself at first, but as I slowly catch up with her, I am captivated by her figure and movement, the sporadic swing of her hips, and her amazing ass.
I eventually get close enough for her to notice there may be someone behind her, so she turns to quickly check, yet still the sight of me startles her a little. I smile at her, catching her eye before she turns back, but she quickly turns to flash a smile of acknowledgement and continues on her way.
Being a large black male, I am well practised at distancing myself from young white females in an empty street or secluded area, so as not to scare or intimidate them, so I slow my pace being sure to keep the distance between us, but she also seems to slow down a little. She eventually comes to one of the locks of the canal, and uses it to lean on as she removes one of her shoes to tip out the the pebble that has made its way in. Upon doing so she drops her handbag, and so bends over to pick it up. This presents me with a view to brighten me whole week. Her dress rides up a very short distance, but enough to enable me to see she is not wearing any underwear. This sight caused me to almost trip as I was not looking at where I was stepping. As I looked back up, I see this girl smiling slyly as she no doubt caught my reaction.
As she steps back into her shoes and adjusts her clothes, I say Hi as I slowly walk past. "Hey", she responds with a smile. "Are you ok?" I ask. She blushes, "I'm fine thank you", she replies. I continue walking for a short while before turning back to find her standing, leaning, and still smiling at me as she looks around. It's warm, but her dress tells me she's cold. I step back towards her. "Are you waiting for someone?" I enquire. She continues looking around somewhat nervously, and then looks me up and down, and brushes her hair back revealing more of her still blushed face, and somewhat cheekily answers "Not any more". I look at her, a little puzzled at first, but as she allows me to get closer, my smile turns into a grin. I get closer than arms length and ask if she's cold as I look at how her nipples poke through her dress. She smiles a little more and looks up at me, and stepping towards me, tell me that I look warm.
We converse for a while, I learn her name is Jane, she's 30, and she has no immediate plans. So we walk together for a while along the canal and around the park. "Do you live far from here?" She asks. I point to a block of high rise flats, "Not really," I answer, how about you?" "Not too far" she responds. "Quite the gentleman aren't you?" She states, staring up at me. I look back, a little puzzled. "Why would you think that?" I enquire. She went on to make a number of observations about me from our short time together, most notably that I haven't made a physical move on her or tried to take advantage. "You sound's almost disappointed," I joke. She giggles shyly and bites her lip lightly. I notice she genuinely seems disappointed. I joke again "I could always change that." Her face seems to brighten in response as she looks up at me, again laughing nervously.
I step in closer to her, and test her lips, her response is somewhat favourable. So I continue to kiss her more deeply, she then pulls away and smiles. She notices my erection, grins, then looks at me awaiting my next move. We look around and trees and benches, but a path between the trees catches my eye. I have been there before, so I take her by the hand and proceed to lead her in that direction. She pulls away from me, snatch her hand away and stand crossing her arms, still smiling at me. I reach back and grab her by the wrist, almost dragging her with me. She offers resistance, but very little. As I pull her into the bushes, I find a suitable tree and push her against it, kissing her like like she my only source of oxygen. As I place my left hand firmly around her neck, I slide my right hand between her legs and start to stroke her. She was instantly wet. I play with her button, which quickly drives her crazy. Wanting to taste her, I lift her up and throw her legs over my shoulders and start to lick and slurp my way to her centre. She finds a branch to hold on to as I tease her, brining her closer and closer to orgasm before finally letting her cum with a gentle roar. She is delicious. She taps me on the head, indicating she wants me to let her down, to which I oblige, but I have not finished with her yet.
I push her to her downwards, and seemingly instinctively she obeyed my unspoken train of thought. She expertly unbuckles my belt, and wrangles my erection from my jeans, looks up at me with a smile in her eyes, gives me a few strokes, and almost in one motion her eager mouth fully engulfs me. She was amazing, and it seems she felt at home trapped between me and the tree, especially when I had a firm grip of her hair, controlling and guiding her movements.
I wasn't ready to come yet. I pulled out, picked her up, turned her around, and arched her back. I took a moment to admire her perfect ass, big and round for a white girl, I lift her dress and hand her in place while I spank her a few times, getting harder each time until she cries out. When her cheeks now red, I step in close behind her, part her legs a little more, and tease her a little with my length before slowly pushing it inside her. She gives a satisfying breathy moan, which only serves to arouse me more and make me harder. I fuck her slow and deep for what feels like an age, making her cum over and over. Then I pound her hard and fast until she finally squirts all over me.
Now it's my turn. I pull out of her, causing her to gasp while she is still spasming, and I again turn her around, to which she instantly follows my train of thought. She lowers herself and frantically strokes my throbbing cock, aiming it towards her eager, wide open mouth, occasionally licking my head to further encourage the inevitable. Then, perfectly timed by her, with a roar I shoot my hot sticking load into her mouth, occasionally overshooting at first, but she quickly engulfs me so as not to loose another drop. Again, her tongue encourages me to fully complete the task of filling her by emptying myself. even as I finish, and she pulls me out, she is sure to get every drop from me and any that escaped their target. She then looks up at me to grab my attention, show's me the contents of her mouth, and closing her mouth and swallowing, she makes it all disappear.
She smiles up at me with a somewhat cheeky grin, and breathlessly, I smile back. But suddenly, we are startled by the cheer of a small group of observers...