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Good Afternoon
By: SilverSliph (truthshifter@hotmail.com)When he strode into the room, he was greeted by her naked form, which wasn’t so unusual, really. She had obviously just gotten out of the shower, as her hair was slicked back against her head, and she was reading a magazine. It appeared she had been on her way to get dressed when distracted by some article, and was now reading it with her head hanging slightly off the bed and the magazine suspended in the air above her face. She seemed not to notice him come in.
He moved to the foot of the bed to look down at her dangling face, which smiled warmly up at him.
Good afternoon, she said.
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Indeed, he said, taking the magazine out of her hands and tossing it away. Her hands remained momentarily suspended in the air as his eyes wandered searingly over her naked skin. She then folded her arms casually across her chest, looking up at him with an expression of mock annoyance. He paid her no heed and started undressing as he usually did at the end of a day, giving no immediate indication of his ulterior intentions for the evening.She watched him upside-down as her neck craned over the edge of the bed.
Once he was satisfactorily disrobed, she expected him to get into the shower himself, but instead he came to loom over her, his muscular form rising like a skyscraper from her strange vantage point. The height of the bed brought her face almost exactly in line with his crotch, which he seemed to find both amusing and irresistible. He reached down and stroked her white throat, and her eyes closed to his touch. She licked her lips to wet them, as his attention had made her mouth dry, and the subtle gesture was more than he could bear.
He cradled the back of her neck in his hands, and urged her mouth open with the persistent prodding of his cock. She opened her mouth, and immediately he slid into the waiting orifice, relishing for a moment in its dark wetness. He drew back out slowly, then back in, feeling the back of her throat jerk with a gag.
He retreated a little, not liking the image of a drooling, gagging girl like some men did. He began a steady rhythm, his fingers interlaced behind her head, holding it steady for his eager hips. She pleasured him with abandon, marveling at how this strange angle allowed him better access to her.
She groaned around him as he reached forward with one hand to caress and pinch a nipple, delighting in the way her back arched. He would have been content to finish in her mouth, as he knew her to be a willing victim, but instead he drew out of her with plop and directed her to turn around so that her other end was pointing his direction.
She lay on her back, with her feet barely reaching the foot of the bed, and he seized an ankle.
He dragged her giggling, aroused body forward by her leg until her ass rested on the edge of the bed, her legs dangling off and her abdomen stretched into a delicious position. He hooked his hands under the back of her knees and drew her heels up to rest on the bed, arranging her as if she was a doll, until he had her where he wanted her. He knelt on the floor between her legs and brought his face close to her sex, intoxicated by it, when the doorbell rang.
She sighed in exasperation and he threw her a wicked grin before throwing his legs into some pants and going to the door. It was somebody delivering a package, and she heard him opening it and looked at the ceiling. He walked by the room again and poked his head inside to tell her he’d been waiting on whatever-it-was for a couple of weeks and would be right back.
The quiet, dimly lit room soon made her drowsy, and she was nearly asleep before she felt his hot breath on the inside of her thighs.
She gasped and opened her eyes to look at his face between her legs, and flung her head back as the first touch of his tongue caressed her lips. He used his hands to press her thighs farther apart and immediately began a relentless assault on her clit, which produced for him her first orgasm of the evening. He studied her heaving stomach for a few moments, and removed his mouth from her long enough to replace it with his fingers. He knew just where to go, and had her squirming in no time, his thumb speedily stimulating her clit. She came again and started slapping his hands away, a little overstimulated.
He obliged her and removed his hands, only to touch her again with his mouth. She could almost feel him grinning, and her hands groped out to push his head away. He caught both her wrists in his hands and held them firmly to her abdomen as he assaulted her, aroused by the way she struggled to regain control of…anything.
He decided she had had enough when his tongue and jaw had gotten tired and he stood and released her hands. She closed her legs and rubbed feeling back into her hands, trying to ignore the look of displeasure creasing his face. He forced a knee between her thighs and jerked her legs apart again, lying on top of her to pin them open. He looked at her with eyes that demanded her obedience, and she silently showed she would oblige by spreading her thighs farther apart at her own will.
He smiled a triumphant smirk and kissed her playfully on the lips before reaching down between their naked bodies and positioning his manhood at the entrance to her pussy, teasing her.
She writhed as his lips and teeth found all the sensitive parts of her neck, and she moaned an encouraging noise and ran her fingers through his short hair. He groaned slightly through her breast, which he now had over his mouth, and inched himself a little further inside her. He stood up rather suddenly and slammed her body against his using one of her outstretched legs, and held it to his chest and shoulder as he fucked her in an almost business-like way. He eventually squeezed both her legs together, craving an impossibly tight passage for his raging lust, but her previous orgasms had made her more eager than he initially anticipated.
The sight of her jerking body and her small hands wringing the bedclothes awoke something animal in him.
He spun her around until her ass was presented to him, and he kicked her feet apart farther where they stood on the floor. He plunged into her again, his fingers digging cruelly into her ass cheeks. He slowed down a little, in spite of her protests, and looked indecisively at her rounded ass. She looked back at him and traced his line of sight, and tried to crawl further up onto the bed. He stopped her with a firm hand on the small of her back, and drew out of her pussy, his cock glistening with her arousal. She looked back again at him, pleadingly, and he stared back at her with a cold need, though it was not devoid of his familiar gentleness.
She turned again and gathered more of the sheets into her hands, her face burning. She felt his hands massaging her lower back gently as he positioned himself at the entrance to the only part of her body she had never let him have. He went slowly, even as she started to jerk slightly like an animal caught in a trap, and did not stop until he had conquered her entirely. She lay with her chest on the bed, breathing heavily, and he tickled the skin of her back to reassure her. He pressed himself forward until his chest rested on her back, and kissed her neck lovingly. The feeling of her was incredible, if only because it was new, but he restrained himself, not wanting to cause her more discomfort.
Finally her body began to respond to his expert mouth and probing hands, and she squirmed against him, arching her back like a cat to his touch. He stood up again and put his hands on her hips, before she could come back to her senses long enough to realize the game was on.
He drew out of her and slammed home again, listening with a quiet satisfaction to her yelp, and repeated the process. Soon he was fucking her in earnest, listening to the cacophony of fleshy sex sounds and her moans through gritted teeth. He heard someone screaming and realized it was him as he ground her body against the bed, her tortured clit sending shockwaves to the base of her spine.
Despite her former discomfort, the pressure on her pubic bone was too much, and her whole body flexed in an unexpected orgasm. He howled and bit her shoulder as he became trapped in her rigid body, and exploded into her with a sobbing gasp. anal free stories
He collapsed onto her as he slid from her, his brain a complete lost cause for the moment, and her legs shook horribly.
She would need another shower.
