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Deep in the recesses of her mind, Megan was vaguely aware of the sound of a door opening and closing, but the warmth of sleep lulled her back into a semi state of unconsciousness. With a feline stretch, she moved her legs and arms; attempting to roll over when suddenly she felt herself pounced on. Strong legs straddled the small of her back; Megan felt the crisp roughness of jeans against her nakedness. Despite the heavy material, she felt the stirrings of an erection.

Panic beginning to set in, she opens her mouth to scream, when a soft male voice whispers in her ear. "Relax, it's just me, but let's pretend."

Thank God, it was just Bill, her lover. Ever game, Megan quickly took up the role. "Stop you basta"..... but her words were cut off by a deep kiss. God, how she loved the way he moved her.

Relaxing, she allowed herself to just go with his plan and turned her thoughts to nothing more than just feeling the sensations. Closing her eyes, she became aware of the sound of a zipper opening.....and then clothing being tossed across the room. In her mind Megan saw the body that she yearned for. Well, defined and muscular; the body of a man that worked. Bill's broad chest tapered down to a slightly rounded belly, just right for laying one's head on. Thinking of that position, she smiled just a bit. Strong hands that not only knew how to work, but knew how to work magic on and from her. As her mind traveled lower down his body her smiled widened, for here was the object of her passion. God, what a beautiful cock he had. Thick, compact, with a wide head that reach all the right spots. Just thinking of it made her damp with anticipation.

Bill's mind was silently racing as well. Below him, trapped between his thighs, was a woman whose passion and lust matched his. Lucky devil he thought. Megan's skin beneath his hands was like silk, fair and unblemished. A cherub face surrounded by golden hair that he loved to entangle his hands in while she laid her face on his belly while she toyed and pleased him. Ah, the thought of her hands and mouth playing with his cock and balls caused a soft moan to escape his lips. Straddling her like this he could see one breast peeking out from under her, nipple hard as a diamond. Under him, her ass was undulating, giving him an indication of her arousal. Breathing deeply, he could detect Megan's own delectable scent. Accusingly, his cock strained against her ass cheeks, thinking not only of her scent, but of her taste.

Lying out on top of her, he felt the fire igniting between their bodies. Reaching his hands under her, he took her breasts in his hands, cupping, kneading them. Firmly his fingers probed her skin, drawing her breasts tighter into his hands. Megan responded by beginning to push back against him, giving him greater access to them. His index fingers and thumbs came together, taking the nipples between them, rolling them back and forth, lightly pinching them. Her body reacts by rocking in rhythm with the movement of his hands. Arching her back, pushing out her chest, she trusts her head back into Bill. He responds by lowering his face to her neck, kissing, sucking and tasting her.

Backing up on her hands, she rises to an all fours; position with Bill still over her, as if ready to mount her. She is very aware of his rock hard cock rubbing against her, droplets of pre-cum trailing down the crevice of her cheeks. Equally aware is Bill of her hot moisture beneath him, rising to envelop his sac. Wondering just how moist she is, he drops one hand to her. His eyes widen as he feels the slick wetness that had begun to seep from her.

Dipping his fingers through her hair, he took a lip between the fingers that just toyed with her nipple. Downy soft on one side, slick, wet and pink on the other; the contrast made him gasp with pleasure, or was that her?

Kneeling down behind her, Bill reveals in the view before him. His first glimpse is a quick overall picture of Megan. Soft ample thighs building up to her abundant ass, a vision of opulence. There, pouty lips glisten with her juice, as if begging to either be licked or used. Leaning forward, he draws his face closer just as a droplet oozes from her. Unable to resist, he gently traces its path with his finger as a shudder overwhelms her. Megan unconsciously responds by hanging her head low and leaning back towards him.

As if on cue, her inner lips swell with anticipation, opening in invitation to him. As they blush to the color of a deep rose, the room is suddenly filled with the scent of sex, lust and passion. Immediately his cock responds by growing harder still. In awe of what is occurring just inches from his face, he becomes bolder yet but beginning to stroke the lips increasing the wetness. Her response is to slide her legs a bit further apart giving him great access to her and to thrust her ass higher in the air, pushing her face down against a pillow, exposing herself entirely to him.

Glancing up at her face, equally as flushed as her pussy, he knows the extent of her arousal. Megan's eyes are closed in trance as she concentrates on the feelings between her legs. Rocking her body back and forth, she silently communicates to him her need, her desire, her craving for release. Just a bit more firmly he parts the inner lips and glides his fingers forward until they bump into her clit.

God, how hard it is, sticking straight up, proud and tall. Aware of the soft moans coming from Megan, Bill begins to dance his fingers about it. Encircling it, then directly applying pressure, then once again, teasing just the sides, he drives her passion upward. Bringing now the other hand into play, he slides two fingers deep within her. Deftly he with draws them, noting the slick wetness covering them, then plunges them back inside.

Meanwhile, Megan is near delirious with all that is occurring, never has she been so exposed to a man, and yet, that is what is fueling her passion. Knowing that he is seeing her, all of her, and loving every minute of it. She begins to rock back and forth harder and harder on his invading fingers. As his fingers play with her clit, she hisses and arches, then falls forward impaling herself on his hand. This is sex in all its glory; tender, sweet, raw and lusty.

Softly she begins, so soft that at first Bill is unable to distinguish if she is moaning or speaking. As the level of intensity rises, so does her voice. "Fuck me, please, oh please, fuck me Bill."

He smiles and ignores her and on the next thrust, slides in a third finger. Louder she begs. " Now, I need to feel your cock in me, please...oh God, please give me your cock." He rises to his knees behind her, his one hand leaving her wet, swollen lips while the other deftly strokes and teases her clitoris. Taking his cock in his head, he parts the lips and drags it threw the wetness.

Looking down at the wide head, he sees the glistening of her on him. Smiling a slightly evil smile, he slides the head up and down, just out of reach of her need. "So you want my cock? Just how badly do you need it? Just how badly do you want it?" Nearly crying with desire she whispers, "I need to feel you in me, filling me up, stretching me, taking me and making me yours."

Slightly deeper he pushes his cock through the slit, stopping to quickly slap her ass cheek when she tries to push onto him. "Well, my little one, you do seem to need me. Are you sure that this is what you want?"

"Yes, please.......give me your cock!"

With those words, Bill simultaneously plunged deeply into her, while leaning forward and grabbing her hair as a mane. Rearing her head back, arching her back, she leans onto him, thrusting him deeper inside than either thought possible. As a small revenge on her part, Megan begins to milk his cock, clamping down on the shaft as he withdrew, dragging out the process only to loosen a bit as he slammed home.

She never missed his fingers leaving her clit since now his balls where slapping wildly at it, the sac rubbing and teasing it as expertly as his fingers once did. Sensing that he was close, she tightened her vaginal muscles on his shaft one more time. Just then he hissed out at her, "Ready? Her body answered him by holding still for one brief moment; he knew the time was now.

Leaning forward over her body once again, he pulls her head back to kiss her as she explodes on his cock. The pulsating of her pussy, clenching and churning drives his orgasm. He thrust forward one more time as he begins to pump his cum deep within her. For what seems to be an eternity, they are locked like this, each deeply aware of the other. Then, collapse.

Bill rolls from her back and gently takes her into his arms. Megan lays her head on his chest. Shyness over comes her momentarily as she realizes what has occurred. Attuned to this, he caresses her and holds her close knowing how willingly she opened herself to him, not only sexual but spiritually. Contentedly she wraps her leg about his thigh, skin to skin. During this peaceful time, he becomes aware of feeling his cum oozing from her. As the smile begins, so do the thoughts begin again.