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I lie here and stare into the darkness…watching the outline of your body rise and fall with every breath you take. I hold my self as still as possible to listen to you. You sound so sweet and innocent as you sleep. I slide my hand underneath the covers to touch you. I just can’t resist the feeling of your skin. I place my hand on your side and rub it gently with my thumb. You’re so soft and warm to the touch. I hear you sigh softly…I suddenly feel so safe, so content next to you. Yet I yearn to be deep inside of you once again.

I breathe with your breathing as I think about you taking advantage of me the other night in my sleep. I feel myself slowly growing, underneath the covers..poking through my boxer short legs. The darkness engulfs us…and the thought of you rocking back and forth on my cock while I slept consumes my mind. I slide up closer to you, touching the tip of my cock against your thigh. “Should I?” My mind races one hundred miles per hour. I slide my hand underneath and behind your panties to touch your ass…moving in slow circles. My groin aching now, not wanting to make you do something you didn’t ask for. “Should I?…Should I?…Should I?” runs through my head like a freight train…Slowly and methodically I slip your silky panties down, working them from side to side down to your knees. I think to myself, “what will I say if she wakes up and finds me pulling her panties off?” The thought slowly fades away into the blackness of the night.

I rub your thigh with my right hand and pull off my boxers with my left….I jostle the bed a bit and hear you stir in your sleep. I lie very quiet as you take a deep breath and turn to your back. I’m not sure if you are awake or half awake or not at all. I wait patiently a few moments before continuing. I pull my boxer shorts off all the way after what seems like an eternity. I creep in closer to you.

My eyes have adjusted to the light now, so I slide the covers off of us to look at you lying there almost completely naked. I run my hands down both of your sides softly and slip your panties off past your knees, down to your ankles and onto the floor. Feeling now very daring that I’ve illegal bahis made it this far without waking you, I get to my knees and start move your legs apart. I feel as though I’m about to pop so I give myself a few strokes to keep from fucking your brains out. I move in between your legs…

Looking down at you….lingering on your face to see your expression as you sleep. I lean over and give you a kiss on your cheek and play with your hair just a little. I kiss my way down to your neck and worship it my tongue and lips. I hungrily sample your breasts with my mouth, tugging at your nipples with my teeth. I feel myself getting tingly and warm inside as your nipples perk up and harden in my mouth. I suckle them for a few moments more, savoring every second of your beautiful breasts before I kiss my way down to your navel. I trace a circle around it with my tongue.

Feeling so confident now I bring my hand up and rest it on your mound stroking it softly. I raise my head to see the expression on your face. What was once a peaceful look upon your face, has turned into something of a soft smile. I focus on your kissable lips for a few moments and move my hand further south. Watching closely, the expression on your face I tease your pussy lips a little. I spread them apart to feel your warmth with my eager fingers. A deep sigh escapes your mouth as I slowly but surely slide my finger into you. I hold my breath and stop for a moment, sitting in the dark with my finger inside of you up to my second knuckle.

Mind racing again, this time I think I cant hold myself back much longer. My throbbing cock is on fire it seems, and I feel the only way to quench this flame is to bury it deep inside of your sex. I withdraw my finger and bring the nicely coated digit to my mouth. I suck on it for a moment like a child with a lollipop. You are so sweet to my taste buds. I think for a moment, “Why did I do that? Now I’m really in need of more..” I pump myself a few times to tame my thoughts to no avail. Your pussy looks so much more inviting than ever.

I sit back for a moment to try and calm myself down. I try to look away from you. My eyes wander back somehow. illegal bahis siteleri I glance at your eyes and think of how easily it is for me to get lost in them with one simple expression on your face. I see your delicious breasts again. I think about how I could spend hours just worshipping each of them..playing with them in my mouth….caressing them with my hands…squeezing them so firmly in my hands. I shiver. I look down further. Your pussy is glistening in the moonlight coming from the window. I squint further to make sure of what it is. You are dripping wet. “Is she awake? Have I gotten her excited in her sleep?” I mouth to myself.

I can’t keep my hands off myself. I slide closer to you in preparation of what I am about to do. I try to rationalize with myself not to do what I’m getting ready to do, but it seems I move closer. I lean down and give your inner thigh a kiss. Not only do I want to put my lips against your skin, but I need to whiff your familiar smell that you emulate, into my nostrils. You are so sexy I have to hold back from just burying my face into you right then and there. I slide my knees underneath me to get a better angle and spread your legs apart slowly.

I lean in and put my throbbing cock to your shimmering pussy lips, touching the head to it. Slowly, but surely I stimulate my head by rubbing it vertically against you. I coat the tip with your juices, hoping to squelch some of the fire building up in me. It only rises further, and I find myself pushing into you. I look down just in time enough to see me guide the slippery end penetrating your cunt. The ridge of the head becomes engulfed and slips into your opening.

I feel something suddenly. You are lifting your hips, stretching in your sleep. My heart skips a beat. I look down at your face and see your eyes blinking. I run through a multitude of things I might have to say to you as you look drearily up at me. I smile nervously, speechless. I’ve given into my innermost desires, and I’m not sure how you’ll react to my obvious weakness to your hypnotic body. You smile back at me with a sleepy smile and bring your hand to touch yourself. I breathe out deeply canlı bahis siteleri with relief, you are obviously enjoying this as much as I am. Still somewhat unaware of what is going on, you raise your hips more to meet your curious fingers. Your eyes open wide and your pussy jolts around the head of my cock. You are surprised, but pleased that you found me there inside of you.

Looking deeply into my eyes in the dark, licking your lips, you tell me that you want more without saying a word. I know that look on your face. I’ve seen it before, and it sends chills up my spine every time see it, since the very first time you gave it to me. I grin. I know exactly what you are thinking and you push yourself onto me. Wrapping that silken pussy around my cock makes my jaw drop. I shudder, you are so warm inside.

I lift your legs up around my waist and you lock your ankles. I push myself in deeper and you sigh loudly in content. You contract your pussy muscles around me the way you know I like it. I hold your hips firmly and pull you to me. You give in to me. I lean in and press my pelvis into your clit and gyrate my hips. You tell me “more” in a moaning, robust voice, and I push in harder…increasing my rhythm, grinding myself into your clit while my cock explores your pussy walls. I groan loudly and I move quicker, now separating myself from you to draw away and crash back into you. You purr and whimper at the same time as my engorged cock feeds hungrily inside of your dripping wet sex. Your body heating up, bringing mine up to temperature as we meet in the middle.

Both sweating and breathing heavily, we collide with each other. Round after round of skin slapping against itself. Your pussy convulses around my cock as it slides in and out of you, hard. Your body tenses and your back arches. You cry out into the night, sending me over the edge. I spurt my hot, cum into you. Your walls clench around my cock as you milk it for everything its worth. Feeling yourself fill up, you climax with the most amazing sound I’ve ever heard from your mouth. A warm river of our own mixture flows out of you.

You relax and I collapse on top of you. My head falls to your chests, softened by your breasts like a warm pillow. We pant together, catching each our breath. Our tense muscles, so loose now, we drift silently off to sleep, bodies pressed together with my cock deep inside your warm, safe haven.

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Laura stood in front of my bed with her legs crossed, and her pinky finger pressed against her lips. Her sapphire eyes sparkled in the candlelight as she turned her head, and her blonde locks flowed over the shoulders of her black blazer.

She bent over, allowing the tops of her luscious breasts to spill out of the front of her blouse, as she undid the straps of her heels, then stood back up, dragging her fingers over her long tan legs, and the front of her skirt.

She popped the lone button, letting the skirt fall to the ground, and then stepped out of it, kicking off her heels as she slipped off her blazer, and her hands raced to the buttons at the top of her blouse.

I had been so busy following her fingers as they travelled over her body, that it took me a moment to realize that her white lacy panties were crotchless, and her freshly shaven pussy lips were exposed for my viewing pleasure. She popped open the front of her shirt, took it off, and threw it on the floor.

Her soft pink areola and hard nipples were visible through the front of her bra. She pushed them forward, as she reached around the back, and undid the hook. Her hands came forward and cupped her breasts as they fell out in front of me.

She dropped one hand to her crotch, as the other continued to massage her breast, and her fingers twisted her nipple.

As she lifted her chin, her eyes rolled back in their sockets, and her face was alive with pleasure. Her hips began to sway, and her knees trembled, as her fingers twisted over her hood.

She let out a quiet, but very high pitched squeal as she lowered her head and lifted her breast. A shiver ran down her spine as her tongue circled her nipple, and her fingers clawed at her clit.

Moisture gathered around her fingers as she split her lips and then pushed them inside to the first knuckle. Her tits were firm enough, that even when she bent over, they stood out straight as if they were calling to me.

Laura turned around, sliding her panties over her hips. Her ass cheeks were full and round and they spread just far enough for me to see her lower lips open as she bent over again.

She flipped her panties toward me as she backed up and sat down on the illegal bahis bed. Her legs were spread wide, so I not only saw her pussy lips but felt like I was staring deep inside her being.

Her whole body had been exposed now, and I had a great full frontal view. She had told me quite often that she spent a lot of time at the gym, but I was still surprised at the muscles rippling through her arms, stomach and thighs.

There was a very noticeable bulge in my pants, and the only thing that was stopping me from lunging forward and ravishing her drop dead figure, were the ropes binding my wrists and ankles to the chair. I tried to get her attention as I choked on the gag she had forced into my mouth, but apparently she wasn’t finished torturing me with her pleasure.

She laid back, bending her knees and bringing one foot up onto the bed, so I could see every inch of her snatch as her fingertips slid up and down the folds between her legs, and brushed over her taint as they twirled around the tightness of her asshole. When her pussy was nice and wet again she plunged a finger inside, moving it in and out as she drove herself, twitching and screaming, to the edge of climax.

I gripped the arm of the chair with my fist, and dug my heels into the carpet as I prepared myself to watch an earth shattering orgasm take place right in front of me, on my bed. She stopped just shy, letting her hands climb to her nipples, and then she stood up.

She strutted toward me seductively, and when she was standing right in front of me, she reached into my pocket. I thought she was digging around for my dick, but instead she pulled out my pocket knife.

She flipped it open, and held the blade against my cheek as she sliced through the gag. Then she knelt down, her face just inches from my rock hard cock as she freed my arms and legs.

She stood up, and I tried to stand too, but she pushed me down firmly with a hand on top of my head. My knees hit the ground hard, but I felt like I was floating somewhere above the clouds.

She pulled me toward her, and the sweet smell surrounded me just moments before I tasted her. I kissed her passionately, letting my tongue explore her lips, and button, before letting illegal bahis siteleri it slip into the wetness.

She pushed her hips forward as I nibbled on the tender flesh of her thighs, and then sucked the skin of her pussy lips between my teeth. She moaned as I let my lips wander up the front of her crotch, and my hands reached around to her firm backside.

She grabbed my wrist, lifted me to my feet, ordered me to undress, and then led me to the bed. I wanted to push her forward, mount her from behind, and take her doggy style, but she had other plans.

She lay on her back again, and pulled me on top of her, as she slipped up to the head of the bed. My hands fell onto her breasts, and her mouth rose up to mine.

She stared deep into my eyes, as her fingers searched for my dick, and formed a fist around my shaft. She pulled me forward and guided me inside her.

As wet as she was, She was tighter then I had imagined. I felt her muscles contract, and she squeezed down on my tip as I pushed myself inside her.

She let out a deep moan, and her facial expression turned from casual, to a look of pleasure and discomfort as I rocked back and forth on top of her.

She appeared vulnerable, maybe even a bit scared, as my hips thrust faster and deeper. Her nails tore down my back, leaving a sting as they made their way to my eager butt cheeks.

I felt the first taste of pleasure splash over me as her smooth lining pulled at the soft, under skin of my dick head. I bucked, and a moan escaped from my lips as she clamped down on me again, enveloping my whole member this time.

She trembled below me, and her eyes flickered, as my legs cinched up and started to tire. I pushed through the pain, driving deeper, as she gripped the headboard and let out a scream.

She didn’t even have to tell me she was about to cum, because I could feel her tighten, involuntarily this time, as a rush of warm fluids gushed over my cock and sent a fury rushing through me.

Her expression changed, and each moan seemed to coincide with every thrust as I continued to pound into her. “Please…” She begged.

Her teeth bit into my shoulder, as her fingernails burrowed deeper into my ass cheeks, canlı bahis siteleri and her hips thrust upward to meet mine.

She had told me earlier, when we met for the first time at the sex shop just off of the freeway, that she had been with quite a few men over the years, and even a handful of women, but somehow they had only managed to give her one weak orgasm between the bunch of them.

“I’ve always wondered if it’s just me.” She said, as she picked up a giant black dildo. “I’ve been with guys of all shapes and sizes, girls that could do incredible things with their fingers and tongues, but my mind just never seems to be in the right place.”

We laughed together about the butt plugs and nipple clamps, and I led her over to the whips and paddles. “Been there and done that.” she said. “I’ve been tied up, gagged, beaten and bruised, had my hair pulled and choked, but there is always something missing.”

It wasn’t until later, when she spilled her guts to me over a cup of coffee that I realized what was missing.

She had always been the prettiest girl around, and guys had only been interested in her for what she could do for them. She had been a target, ultimately a prize that they could show off to their friends and family. Women, including her mother, had been jealous of her, and had been trying to capture her, in hopes of stealing some of her essence.

I wasn’t going to lie. When I had first laid eyes on her, my libido had soared, and I had been guilty of being ensnared by her charms, but fortunately I had seen something deeper. She had an intense desire to love, to bare her soul to someone, which had been buried by all the beautiful things she covered herself with.

It hit me that none of our phone conversations to this point had been about her selling herself to me. She had simply been exploring my inner being, trying to find out what made me who I was, and I could tell that even though her whole life had been built behind a mask, it didn’t bother her at all that I didn’t need to wear one.

Her back arched and a crazy primal sound started deep in her throat, and gurgled to the surface. I knew the end was near, so I finally let myself go.

My seed released inside her, and as we lay there trembling together, I knew we had some special.

It was illogical to believe that this was forever, or that I had found my soul mate. One thing was for certain though, what we had shared, was way more than skin deep.

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Ok folks, this is my first effort, maybe too much set up, maybe not, I truly don’t know. It’s a fantasy based on a real person. I’ve brought it to the point of no return & need to know if you think I should continue. Comments please!

“Hey Carrie, it’s Paul, you have a minute?”

“Sure, Paul, what can I do for you?”

“I have that employee policy manual you’d asked about when I was last in to see you. I was wondering if I could drop by with it Friday afternoon.”

“I don’t EVEN want to know how you managed that one but Friday’d be great Paul. You know Missy’s still making my life miserable with all her BS excuses to be anywhere but here. I just don’t know how I’m supposed to keep this place running. I still have no idea when she’s leaving or how long she expects this Maternity Leave to last. How’s 1:30 sound?”

“Works for me, are you sure the staff will be gone by then?”

“Why, you afraid to be seen coming into the office when we’re closing?”

“I don’t know if ‘afraid’ is the best word, but you know how stuff gets going around here. I don’t think either of us wants it on the street that I keep showing up at closing time, do we? Do you realize how hard I work finding excuses to visit you on Friday’s?”

“Funny you should say that ’cause I kinda thought there might be some of that going on. Do you realize how hard I have to work to finish all my charts after you leave?”

“Actually I do Carrie, which is why I want to be sure you’re OK with it.”

“Paul, you’ve been handling my Insurance for what, 5 or 6 months now? You’ve found 8…10… 12 “reasons” to spend Friday afternoons with me & haven’t realized that I’d have booted you out by now if I didn’t enjoy the time? Come on, who you trying kid?”

“In that case, how long can you give me Friday?”

“I don’t really think that’s the question, Paul. We both know who has somewhere to be at the end of the day. My house is empty no matter what time I get there so maybe I should be asking you that question.”

“Hmmm, could we be skating onto thin ice here?”

“You know I hate the cold so it’s not ice we need to be worrying about.”

“Carrie, if I don’t get going, I’ll be worthless the rest of the day.”

I could hear the smile on her face when she said: “Poor boy, have I distracted you? I hope you stay that way for the next two days. See ya Friday.”

“Count on it” was all I could come up with.

Thoughts of Carrie left me unable to leave my desk for most of the day Wednesday. Thursday wasn’t much better. I couldn’t clear my mind of visions of my 5’6″ 125 pound fantasy Doc.

I met her after receiving a frantic call early one Friday afternoon. She explained that she had purchased her practice, including her staff, from their former employer. I’d known her staff through that employer longer than she did and one illegal bahis of them had suggested I might be able to fix the mess created by a goofball “Consultant” she’d been working with. Who can resist an unsolicited call from a damsel in distress? I dropped what I was doing & showed up in her office 20 minutes later, to be greeted by what appeared to be an extremely conservative, stone cold professional. She wore flat shoes, loose slacks & a tailored earth tone sport jacket over a dark green lightweight knit top. Her face was firm but pleasant, her hair brunette, straight & shoulder length.

It took the better part of 10 hours of meetings spread over the next month to straighten out her mess… and for me to realize that a lovely, lonely woman was hidden under that professional veneer. Eventually, I found it challenging to keep my eyes on hers. I realized that I rarely missed a chance to steal a peek at the gentle rise & fall of her 38 D’s, especially once she started opening the jacket during our conversations. I know she caught me more than once as I swept my eyes up her long lean legs, across her board flat abs or up the curve of her ribs to the soft swells of her sweater

It was during one of those wandering eye moments that she reached across me for something on an adjacent table and gave me a clear look at her right breast, pressing her left onto my hand as it rested on the corner of her desk. Despite her 42 years, it looked firm, full & very much in need of a caress. Our “business” discussions had revealed much of her personal life. After 12 years in computers & a bitter divorce, she’d decided to become a Doc in her thirties & finished her residency at about 40. She often talked of how badly she wanted a “life outside of work” & how she always went home to an empty house just a few minutes from the office. A shopping trip Lancaster with a friend was big deal to her.

For the 48 hours leading up to 1:30 Friday, I couldn’t purge my mind of an endless stream of images, all of which started with a breast cupped gently in my hand. Since my wife of 20 years has been unable to fuck for the last 15 and I’ve been far better behaved than I should have been, my 50 year old prick just wouldn’t stop throbbing at the thoughts coursing through my brain.

I arrived at 1:30 to find the office locked tight. A knock on the private entrance door was answered before I could get the hand back in my pocket to hide my oh so obvious hard-on. Carrie stood there with no jacket (a first), a flowered mid-calf skirt (another first), and a pastel blue button down blouse with three open buttons (yet another first).

My expression must have been priceless, ’cause she gave the brightest smile I’d ever seen on her. “I take it you approve?” she asked, stepping back form the door, raising her arms to the sides & giving me a slow twirl.

“Well, illegal bahis siteleri I was starting to think maybe you slept in slacks & a jacket. It’s fair to say I’m stunned. What did the girls have to say when they saw you this morning?”

“Seems it’s good you showed up after they left ’cause they wanted to know who my date was today” she replied with a slightly embarrassed grin. “Emily even threatened to hang in the parking lot to see if you showed up!”

“Told you stuff starts & moves fast around here, didn’t I?” I asked with raised eyebrows & a slightly cocked head.

The big smile continued as she said: “They can talk all they want, you’re here to talk about that personnel manual you ‘found’, right?”

“Yea, yea, yea…let’s get down to business Madame… your office or the break room table?”

“Office is a little cozier, isn’t it?”

“I suppose… if it’s cozy you’re after rather than a discussion of the manual”.

As she led me to her office, I noticed a new bounce and sway to her walk. Seems those loose slacks were just as effective as her jackets at hiding her physical attributes. Her ass was every bit as spectacular as her tits. She’s perfectly proportioned, with a eye-popping curves from her hips to a 23 inch waist & an identical set of curves up into her ribs & back. I had everything I could do to refrain from wrapping my arms around that waist & pulling her tightly to me.

Her desk was surprisingly cleared and two bottles of water were already sitting there. “My chair”, the one with a broken caster & armrests that’s normally tucked into the corner beside her desk, was out in the hall. Instead, I found a cushioned but armless and narrower secretary’s chair, placed to the right of hers on the working side of the desk.

“I like your new office arrangement”, I smiled at her.

“I hoped you would”, she replied, “now let’s see how this thing helps me gain control of my Practice”.

We got right to work poring over the specific policies addressing trouble spots in the operation of her office. As she reached into her lower left desk drawer, her right leg brushed against mine & stayed there. When she came up, the leg stayed put & I responded with some gentle pressure of my own. Within 30 minutes, I found myself unable to resist a touch of her knee as I emphasized a particular provision of the manual. We were almost done when she put her hand on my shoulder and gave me warm squeeze in excitement over how much easier this policy manual would make it to improve the efficiency of her office. As she did, her tit pressed into my bicep, it’s softness taking my breath.

Forty minutes after we started, she was satisfied with the process of re-implementing the old policies, rose to place the manual on a shelf & turned back to me. We were both standing in the middle canlı bahis siteleri of her office.

“So Paul, you never did tell me how much of your time I can have today”, she said with a beautifully impish smile as she placed her hand on my chest & ran it down to the paunch where by abs used to be.

“Not enough for what I’d like to do with you” was my grinning reply, “but I guess it really depends on what you have in mind.” My hands went to her waist & gently slid down her hips to the sides of her upper thighs. She sighed and wrapped her arms around me, outside my arms, as I slid my hands back up to her waist, along the sides of her ribs and onto the middle of her back. I hugged her to me & placed my cheek to hers, whispering “Carrie, I want you to know that I’m out of mind attracted to you. I’d love to spend the next couple of hours kissing, caressing and nibbling on every inch of you from the tip of your nose to the tips of your toes. Does that sound like a way you’d like to spend your Friday afternoon?”

She spoke nothing but her soft moan and the slight pressure of her pelvis against me said all I needed to hear.

Her hands were moving softly all over my back as she moved her head just far enough away to turn her mouth to mine for a tender kiss. I sighed, brought my left hand up to the back of her neck & my right hand to the small of her back, where I pulled her lower body closer to mine. Carrie’s hands slid down to my ass, where she too pulled me tighter to herself.

Our kisses remained soft & gentle as we began exploring each other through our clothing. She broke our kiss and nibbled her way to my ear, a real hot spot for me, but something I haven’t felt in 20 years. “You can touch me anywhere you want” she whispered, ” but I won’t go down on you & won’t make love with you until I’m sure your clean. Are you ok with that?”

“I’m fine with that, in fact I expected it. I’m in no hurry, Carrie, but whether or not you want to admit it, we’re already making love. The touches we’re sharing & path we’re on can only be described a loving.”

Another moan, another smile and look in the eye followed by: “Are you telling me you’d be ok with getting naked, trading another 90 minutes of what we’ve been doing here and NOT fucking?”

“Carrie, I think we’ve both around long enough to know that hours of foreplay can bring the most toe curling, breath-taking, eyeball rolling orgasms possible…, right?” I smiled back at her.

With that, she pulled me closer, pushed me back onto the secretary’s chair I’d been using, hiked up her skirt & straddled me. She held my face in her hands and planted a series of tender kisses on me while lightly pressing her pussy onto my hard dick. When I cupped her right tit with my left hand and started opening her blouse with my right, she pulled away from me with wide eyes, a wider smile and hands firmly grasping my face. She looked at me for moment & said: “If that’s what you have in mind, let’s go to my house where we can get more comfortable, OK?”

What’s the verdict folks, should I give it up or keep it going?

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