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Click hereWe got out and dried off. Amanda took out her bag of goodies and showed me the strap-on she was going to use on me. It was long and pink and she made me suck on it before she lubed it up and attached it to the ring. Then she put the harness around herself and adjusted the straps as I watched.
"You're going to love this," she said.
She made me lay on my stomach and she got on top of me and kissed and licked my back, trailing her tongue down until she reached my asshole and began to eat it, licking all around my crack and then sliding one finger in and fucking me. I moved my knees up and waited for it. She entered me slowly, rubbing the cock around my asshole and loosening me up and then going in, filling me up as begged her to fuck me. Soon she was inside and we moved together. I begged her to spank me as we fucked and it felt so good through the pain and I began to play with my pussy as she fucked me harder. Soon I was cumming and it felt like it was going to last forever and when I finished I practically passed out in her arms. We slept through the night.
The next morning, as I was driving her to the airport, I had a daydream that what Christine had really done was fix us up, that Amanda wasn't an escort at all. Or maybe that she was one, but thought that if we hit it off, we could start dating. I tried to work up the courage to tell her this as we parked and I walked with her to the ticket agent. But as we hugged and sneaked a kiss, I didn't want to ruin it. "Call me," she said.
"I will," I said.
"You'd better."
"I will."
But I so wanted them to become an item before the end, it upset me a little that they didn't
My clitoris got hard reading this. I masturbated and came hard. Hope to read more soon.
I've read many stories here. Some excellent. "Beautiful Thing" author is very good. But you had perfect balance. Just the right amount of intrigue and plot. The juiciest sex I've read here. I'd have loved it if you'd gone another two-three pages with 2/3 being the sex.
You made my heart pound. I got savagely wet. Never before reading these have I wanted to be "you" in the story as I did this time. I'll be back again and again. Please write more on this one.
I had to wash the chair pad I'm sitting, or after I got so aroused, was leaning against. Smells like pussy; probably always will too.
Let's just say I'm glad I couldn't mount the keyboard and computer...
THANK YOU!
This was a nice sweet and erotic one. I, like most men, love to read about two women getting together and making passionate love. This was just that. Although I did feel that the description of the sex scenes could have been a bit more longer. But this definitely has promise for a sequel. Maybe this time Anne can visit LA. :)