"Are you sure about this?" I said as she grabbed my hard cock with her hand.
"Oh god, yes," she replied as she lined me up to her opening and began to lower herself onto me, "I have been wanting to do this for a very long time." She was extremely tight, she almost felt like a virgin, the amount of heat within her being was scolding. When she finally rested herself on me, a small smile covered her face, "it fits."
"Yeah," I said as she began to rise herself and dropped herself, drawing a long sigh from my inner being, the rhythmic pace she was taking was joined together with the chorus of moans and groans along with flesh on flesh slapping.
"Fuck," she said as her first orgasm began to grow, "oh fuck," she was beginning to lose the battle of wills between her lust and her body, I grabbed her hips and stood up while carrying her, using gravity to drive her into my cock even more. "Come inside me," she said before her mind was lost to the lust, her screaming inundated the apartment, her nails dug into my flesh drawing blood.
"Here it comes," I managed to say as I began to convulse, coating her insides with my cum. Her eyes rolled to the back of her, her orgasm fed by the seed I was depositing inside her. Her vagina gripped me tightly, trying to pull me into her, she wrapped her legs around me and with her tights crushed my ribs. After her orgasm subsided, she unwrapped herself, and without a word began to get dressed, she kissed me softly before leaving.
"I hope I will see you again, D," the sadness in her voice spoke volumes, "this short time was the best that I have ever had with anyone. Thank you."
I would be leaving the following day to once again clean up my brother's mess, I was happy wit Christina, but my family called and I could not refuse. I would never see Christina again, I did learn that she had met a man and got married, he was active duty and they moved around all over the world. I loaded my belongings into the Jeep, made arraignments for the rest of my stuff to be put into storage, and I made the long drive back to my hometown, to the death and violence that I had tried to escape from.
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NO MATTER WHAT, WHEN OR WHERE
new locations always brings more diseases to ward off. TK U MLJ LV NV
That's what
makes it such a great story Bruce. You gotta think to keep up with it.
A very interesting and complex story
It really difficult to see where this going.
History
there is a history to how a person makes a story go. sometimes it brings back memories that after 40 years u still wake up at nights wishing it go away. thhis story line seems to have brought them back.more...
Each new installment brings us one stitch closer to the inevitable....
....but I'm damned if the ride isn't one of the best I've ridden.
Try to put more into your proofing and cleaning up spelling and grammar as best you can...failing that, I'd suggest editorial help.
Arraignment isn't arrangement. That and its companion in the final paragraph stopped me cold. I had to reread it four times to make sure I understood what you were trying to say. Normally, I wouldn't squawk, but if not repaired, this could become pretty annoying.
You never want to have mistakes or "features" of your writings become a memorable part of the experience for your audience. It reflects badly on the story and its originator....and we would prefer that didn't happen.
Great, great story...please continue at flank speed....or as quickly as life allows.more...
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