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<<<<<Orphan Annie's 1st Adventure>>>>>
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This last weekend was a surprise for me, the first time I'd
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"done" a married man (though god knows I've looked at 'em in the
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past!). When it was all through, though, he could say he'd still
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been (mostly) faithful.
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I threw this small party for a dozen or so friends Friday
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night, sort of a kickoff for the July 4 weekend. John came up
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from The City, on his way to the Sierras for a weekend's
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backpacking, something his wife never really liked. I think she
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went home to mother, or somesuch. Anyhow, the party went late,
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and when it was breaking up, John asked if he could stay on the
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sleeper in the living room, rather than try to drive on at night
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to a dark campground. I said sure.
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John and I made up the sleeper and then I went to take a
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shower. When I came out, in my robe, he was in the bed and
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reading. I said goodnight and turned to head for my bedroom when
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he made some funny comment about what he'd just read. I laughed
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too, and went over to see more. When he showed me the article, I
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recognized it and we started talking. I was soon sitting on the
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side of his bed, listening and watching. As I looked I realized
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what a real cutie he really was--all that dark hair, the strong
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shoulders (all I could see of his body), and those great teeth
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that showed when he smiled. I got to thinking what a great find
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his wife had. Then, somehow, he made some gesture and his hand
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ended up on my leg--and I really don't know how to explain this,
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but my hand suddenly went there on top of his. He looked at me
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funny and gave me a gentle squeeze as he tried to pull away,
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which I returned. He smiled and said, "Ann, I can't. Really."
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You know, The Speech.
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I just murmured and bent down to kiss him. Of course, the
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robe fell open and of course his hand went inside it and about
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halfway through the kiss I knew we were in trouble. We sort of
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stayed that way for a while and then I moved my legs up onto the
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bed. His hand went from my side to my back, and his other hand
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went to my butt, stroking it gently. I pulled the covers from
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under me and ran my hand down his chest and across his stomach.
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He was so strong, too! I nibbled on his ear and he just moaned.
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Well, this was fun and all that, but he was right, he WAS (I
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mean, "is") married, after all. His hand was now on my breast
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and I was going to have to decide something, soon. I made a
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decision, sat up, and then swung my leg over to straddle him. He
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looked disappointed as I sat up, and then delighted as I moved my
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leg across his body. He was on his back and I was sitting across
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his thighs.
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Now he could put both hands on my breasts. He was so
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strong, and yet so gentle! His hands just sort of came up my rib
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cage and stroked my breasts from underneath to the nipple. I
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found I could sort of sag into his palms. I grabbed his cock and
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began to stroke it, and then every once in a while, needing a
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little oral contact, I bent down and kissed him or let him suck
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my tits. I was warm all over and every part of him I touched was
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warm, too.
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Then his hand went around and began to play with my butt
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again. I lifted myself up and moved up until I was directly
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above his cock. I was really wet by now and could feel my cum
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running out. I set my pussy on his balls and just stroked it up
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his shaft. Up, lift, back, down, again and again. His cock was
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really getting wet! He just moaned, and then moved his hand to
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grab both my cheeks. He tried to move me just that bit farther
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up to where he could slide in, and I really wanted to, but I knew
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things would be different tomorrow and next week. "No," I said,
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"but wait." He was getting even longer and really throbbing!
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His hand began alternating from my breasts to my butt. His
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legs went up and then down, and I could feel his pelvis thrusting
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in time to my stroking. His eyes were squeezed shut and that
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great smile of his was all across his face!
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I could feel myself throbbing, too. I was working up a
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sweat (I almost laughed out loud when I realized I'd now need
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ANOTHER shower!) but he felt so good beneath me I couldn't stop.
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My clit was bumping the top of his cock every time I slid up
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there and I was just about out of control until--THERE!--and
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there again!--and again!--I was coming and the contractions just
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wouldn't stop. I collapsed onto him, with my legs wrapped around
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his thighs and my feet tucked between his calves, my breasts
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crushed against his chest, and his hands stroking my butt and my
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back. I really don't think he came, but he was looking really
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good! Besides, it was too wet down there to really tell in the
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half light.
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I would have loved to stay all night. But, like I said, he
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was married and it just wouldn't do to have SLEPT with him.
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After a few moments I tore myself away and staggered back to my
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bed, firmly and quietly shutting the door behind me (no ideas,
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John!).
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I was asleep almost before I was in my own bed (cold
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sheets!). When I awoke, it was late Sunday morning and John was
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gone. He'd stripped the bed and left a pile of musky smelling
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sheets. I'm sure he had to hike a few extra miles to get me out
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of his system!
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