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THE TEASING OF LAURA
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I always liked the feeling of "uncertainty" you get when you're
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just starting-out in a relationship.....especially the first couple
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of dates. `Though sometimes "maddening" in that you don't really
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have any idea whether you're going to "do it" or just "shake hands",
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never calling each-other again, there's something "magical" about the
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first dates with girl. Laura, my newly-found lady friend, was one
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of those you didn't know which way it would go, and it made the
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beginning that much more "intriguing", especially as she'd convinced
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me that, as she'd put it when we'd last met for lunch: "you're not
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going to FUCK me, damned you!!!" I hadn't made any `overt' moves in
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that direction, so I wasn't exactly sure where that came from, as
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she looked "intensely" into me....studying my face for a reaction.
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So, I'd "hid" my "confusion" with the best `poker-face' I could come
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up with in a pinch, and said "who the hell mentioned FUCKING??"
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She then seemed to get really "upset" with me, leaning closer to me
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in our booth, and said "I can tell by THAT look in your eyes, THAT'S
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what's on your mind..." Judging by the flaring of the nostrils, and
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the determined look on her face, she must've believed that I was
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looking at her as if I wanted to..... Hell, I didn't think so..
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She didn't call me for a `week' after that. Though I'd thought
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about her a lot, she really was quite the "knock-out", with a beauty
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that most women would "envy", I didn't feel too good about the "call
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her up and grovel" idea that I'd been hatching lately. When the
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phone rang one Sunday afternoon, she'd "apologized" to me, and said:
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"listen, why don't we go out for dinner, kinda make-up with each-
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other..." As "sorry" as she'd sounded for being so "accusatory"
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during our last outing, I thought this would be a good time to put
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her and I back onto the track again..
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When I got to her small apartment, she was "ready" for me. Her
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entire body smelled "terrific", and her eyes "sparkled", showing a
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genuine eagerness to be with me. I escorted her to my car, opened
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the door for her, and we were "off" for a nice dinner at a nearby
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Italian restaurant, my "favorite" food.
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While we ate, I felt her naked foot move up, and begin rubbing
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my shin, pushing my sock down around my shoe. As our table was in
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a secluded corner, it didn't seem, in such "dim" lighting, that we
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had to worry too-much about spectators, and she continued to move
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her foot "higher" till it was resting right in my `crotch', her
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nylon clad toes "massaging my balls" as I tried to eat my fettucine.
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During the entire meal, I didn't take my eyes off of hers, and the
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way she was looking at me "this time" was a definite "yes", not the
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aggravated and "pissed-off" look I'd seen in those eyes before..
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I thought to myself; "women....what ENIGMA'S they are!!!", as I
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continued to wonder just what I'd done to deserve all this "loving"
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and "nurturing" from Laura..
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When we'd gotten to her apartment, I'd made the assumption that
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her "anxiousness" was a "put-on", to "tease me", and I just thought
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that I'd "kiss her good-night", and be on my way home. As we stood
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out on the terrace, in front of her apartment, her hands were "all
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over me" as I gently and without intention, kissed her warm, open
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mouth... When her hands went down between us, down to my growing
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bulge in my trousers, I couldn't believe that she was the same girl
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who, just a few days earlier, had said "you're not going to FUCK ME!"
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....acting as if it were my intent all-along. I finally had to
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break our kiss, because the combination of her scent, her warm and
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supple body, and those fingers on my cock, was making me "dizzy" and
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unable to stand-up. She looked me right in the eye, and said: "hey,
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am I doing something wrong?" I said "NO", laughing out-loud at her
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as she seemed to be surprised at how "intoxicated" she could make me
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just by "kissing" her...
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She extended her hand to me, pulling me towards her door. I then
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said: "does this mean I get to come in for a night-cap?", and she'd
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replied "yep, something like that!!" The "impish" grin on her face,
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and the way her eyes smiled at me, I still thought "I'm going to get
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BURNED here....", as I followed her in. Once the door had been shut
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behind us, the chain lock quickly put up by her....she led me over
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to the sofa. She kicked-off her high-heels, and pulled me onto the
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couch next to her. I couldn't remember ever having been with a girl
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as "aggressive" as Laura, in quite a long time, and this behavior was
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still "blowing my mind", as I re-played her line from our lunch date.
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I was now "reeling" from her kisses now, and being a man who prides
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himself on "self-control", I apparently hadn't brought along much of
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that with me when I left home that evening. I found myself "hungrily
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and feverishly devouring her", our kissing actually on the verge of
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"violence" as we groped each-other's shaking bodies...
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As she began to pull me on-top of her, her magnificent tits now
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out in the open, her blouse completely removed, I just wanted to
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smother myself in them, bury my face in them, take in that absolutely
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"overpowering" female scent of hers, and just "lose it" with her.
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As I'd known her breasts were "nice", I'd never dreamt in a million
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years they'd be "this goddamned nice", as I closed my eyes, and sucked
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them, pulling the nipples "deep" into my hungry mouth.. It was about
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that time when I felt myself "slipping out of control", that I found
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myself "fighting" the rising "animal" desire within me, for this very
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well-built babe. God, how I wanted her...
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I managed to push myself "away" from Laura...her head "thrown-back"
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in "total, complete surrender", laying there on the couch before me.
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I think she thought that I was getting-up to undress, but when she
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opened her eyes, and realized I was standing in-front of her, "shaking"
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like a cold, wet `dog', she got a really confused look on her face,
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and "sat up" in front of me, covering her heaving, wet titties.
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"Just what do you want from me, damned you!!!"; she'd exclaimed. I
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sat next to her, and took her arms away from her breasts, and looked
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right into those beautiful brown eyes, and said: "listen Laura, I'm
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not used to this going quite so fast now....", adding: "when I was
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`young', I'd have been IN you by now, GOIN FOR IT, not really thinking
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much about the feelings....but that was a long time ago"... "Now,
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I'm not so sure I can do that anymore, just `screw', no `commitment'
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or genuine feelings of `caring'...do you understand what I'm saying??"
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Laura looked-up and her eyes "welled-up" with tears, and she just
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seemed to just begin "sobbing" like a little girl. I took her hands
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in mine, and just held them tight, feeling her fingers touching me,
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and I felt like I'd done something really "horrible", making her cry
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like this.. I pulled her to me, hugged her, and we just stayed like
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that for a long time. Quite a novelty for two people in their 30's,
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both of us "experienced" with many lovers..
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When she quit crying, I looked "deeply" into those eyes, searching
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for what I'd hoped would be understanding, of real "caring", not just
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the `lust' of biologic "need" we'd stirred in each-other. I "found
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it" there...and we both understood where we stood, what we wanted to
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do then. I stood up, pulled her to her feet, and led her to the bed-
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room. We undressed each-other, just marveling at each-other's bodies,
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and our hands explored each-other, not hurriedly, but "slowly" and
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very gently. When my hand finally went to feel the silkiness, her
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"wetness" streaming from her bare pussy lips, I "knelt" and gently
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licked her clitoris, explored her cleft, licked "up" the entire
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length of her juicy slit, taking-in her musky "honey", flowing from
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her, syrupy and "sweet" on my tongue..
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Once I'd pushed Laura back gently onto the bed, I continued to
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"eat her" like an epicure, tasting....savoring, tasting again, and
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rinsing my mouth with her secretions.. The sensation of incredible
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"smoothness" of the bald pussy lips, obviously not "shaven", but
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maybe made that way with electrolysis, was something which I'd not
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experienced before. Seeing photographs of "bald" pussies had tended
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to be a "turn-off" before, but now......I couldn't imagine a more
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wonderful, more "erotic" experience, as I ate Laura, scooping out
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her tasty cunt cream with my tongue, gently sucking and biting her
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tiny clitoris...
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When I'd pulled myself up to her, to kiss her sensuous, hungry
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mouth again, she seemed "excited" by the smell of her juices on my
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face, in my mustache, eyebrows, permeating my skin pores.. It made
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a "crazy" lady of her, her legs "spread" for me, her hand feverishly
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pulling my dick towards her hot, "tight" opening. "C'mon, baby....
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I WANT your beautiful cock inside me, `honey!!!", Laura "moaned"
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at me, eyes tightly shut. "Don't tease me anymore, baby...I WANT
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you!!!", she pleaded with me. "My pussy's ACHING for that nice,
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long, wonderful COCK thrusting into her..." "Don't make me BEG
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you, my beautiful man..."
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As I felt the outer lips against my bloated, throbbing cock-head,
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I could feel her pulse there, the heat stabbing at the opening of my
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dick like a tiny flame. I "pushed in" ever so slowly, wanting to
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savor the sensation, lock it away in my brain, get this woman into
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my very `soul', as I penetrated her. Her hands on my ass, pulling me
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urgently into her, were making this difficult, and as my dick still
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was barely past the outer labia, swollen and juicy, I still managed
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to keep from just shoving it in, right to her belly button. Laura
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couldn't wait, and she "orgasmed", with barely an inch of my cock
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inside her, her body trying to crawl onto me, fighting to get me to
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fill that "void" in her tummy. "AAAAHHHHH!!!!!..AAAHHHHHHH!!!!
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AAAAHHHHHHGGHHH!!!", she'd groaned..."fuck MEEEE!!!!..damn you!!!"
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Still, I ever so gently, almost imperceptibly, let the pink, clasping
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vagina, now "throbbing" in powerful contractions, to continue to
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"swallow-up" my hot, pulsating dick..
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The sensation of being "drawn into" such a wonderfully hot and
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perfectly fitting pussy, cannot be adequately described here. When
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I was completely inside Laura, her legs spread wide, her toes curled,
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her entire body "quaking" as I bounced my prick off her `cervix', in
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little "jabs", I felt like I had finally, after all of the women I'd
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been with, that I'd finally found THE "perfect" fit! The connection
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of our `souls' was made via our genitalia, my cock and her cunt now
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communicating in their own `language', the kind where there is no
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chance of being misunderstood. Our bodies understood each-other
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"absolutely", "positively", without a doubt... As we now began a
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rhythmic and intoxicating "dance" on her water bed, I looked deeply
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into those beautiful, sexy bedroom eyes of Laura's, and fell "head
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over heels" in-love with her. I saw it inside of her `soul', the
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reflections of this. We were "one"...
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When I finally came, it was with Laura holding her legs back,
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opened "completely" for me, her cunt "clamping down" on me like a
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"vise".. I could almost "smell" my cream as it raced from my now
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constricting balls, up the length of my "expanding", "exploding"
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dick, jetting in hot torrents into Laura's pussy. "YEAAAAHHHHH!!!!"
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.."That's it!!!!!"; I'd "groaned", as her hand found my balls and
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massaged the sperm from them. "OOOHHH BAAABBEEE!!!", she grunted,
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as my load blasted her womb....filling her, searing her..."AHHHHHHGH!!
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..AHHHH!!!...AHHHHHGHHH!!!", she cried as each pulse of semen flooded
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into her, her fingers pulling my balls into her... I didn't think
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that a human body could feel this good, as we "rocked" and thrust
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to our `climax' together. I felt so "out of shape", being on the
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"breathless" side, as we "collapsed", "fused-together"..
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After resting peacefully in each-other's arms, I moved between
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Laura's legs, spreading them, and began to "eat" her again, as I
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couldn't get enough of that "bald" pussy. I closely examined the
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bright pink inner-folds of her vagina, as I licked the juices we'd
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combined inside her. I kept my index finger gently on the hood of
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her clit, avoiding direct contact, massaging it with the same circular
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motion as my tongue was making within her juicy opening. I pushed my
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middle finger "upwards", onto her `G' spot, which was the "trigger"
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of another `orgasm' for my woman.. Holding the outer lips open with
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one hand, stabbing my tongue into her, and massaging both her `clit'
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and her `G' spot, was "too much", and in seconds, her gyrating pelvis
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pushed "hard" against my mouth, gluing her opening to me as her inner
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muscles pushed-out her cunt cream and sperm that I'd planted in there.
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Her next-door neighbors, obviously "upset" at the noise we'd been
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making, were now "pounding" on the wall, but I really didn't give a
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damn. They were jealous, that's all..
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Once again, I'd thought that I'd found another "keeper", in Laura,
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but as-usual, it would turn-out that she was still seeing her ex-
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husband, screwing him, `too. Though I thought that I could handle
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not being so possessive with her, the vision of him making it with
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her, of her "enjoying" another man's cock inside her, was "too much",
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and we "broke up" soon thereafter. How "strange" that here I was, a
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"man", wanting `fidelity' in a relationship....
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...not the end, just a break from the keyboard.
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