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<<<<<Orphan Annie's 5th Adventure>>>>>
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Even though we'd stopped going out a year ago, I was still
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curious about Norman. He'd always been intriguing, he'd always made me
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laugh and smile, and I remember his being dynamite in bed. But he'd
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gotten serious about another girl (god, don't you hate to compete with
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18-year olds? and I'm not sure she was even 18) and without much ado
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I'd just made myself scarce. No big scene a year ago, but I wasn't
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going to be merely an irregular Thursday-night diversion for him! But
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then just last week someone had mentioned him in passing,
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in the single mode. It wasn't "Norman and Chris," but merely
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"Norman." So I called, and knew as soon as he answered I'd got myself
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wrapped up again. I loved just hearing his voice. He was delighted,
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even over the phone he made me smile, and we eagerly set a date for a
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movie Friday evening. I would come over to his place, and I knew
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there was already a good chance I wouldn't leave until Saturday or
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even Sunday. When I arrived I presented him with a bottle of wine and a
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very sensual kiss. I'd dressed in tight jeans and a thin crepe
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blouse, and I could feel his hands warmly embrace me right through
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the fabric. We decided to start the wine--so it could breathe for
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later, of course--before leaving for the theater. I stood right next to
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him as he maneuvered the cork out, so he'd catch the perfume I'd worn
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for him; I know I was close enough to feel the warmth of his
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body without even touching him. We toasted our good fortune and
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then left hand-in-hand; during the drive over I kept my hand on his
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leg and he was most terribly distracted. You give men just the hint
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of sex and they go to pieces on you! In the theater I pulled his hand
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over to my leg as soon as the lights dimmed. I held it down firmly
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as he massaged my thigh and then slid up to cup my mound. He gently
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rubbed me so that I could tell he hadn't forgotten a thing. My legs
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were spread wide apart and I held his wrist in close to me. Pretty
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soon my breath was getting shorter and shorter and I had to make him
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stop. My sigh of relief was almost audible, for I was about to come
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right there! Then it was my turn. I reached down between his legs
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and grabbed his balls. I could slide my hand up his shaft and back
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down again, and even through the heavy fabric of his jeans could feel
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him thick and throbbing. I kept that up for a half hour or so, and
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had to quit when my arm was so tired from the contorted position that
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my only other choice would have been to drop down on my knees between
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his legs; it was a hard (!) choice, but the theater was too crowded to do
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something obvious like that. So I squeezed his thigh, let go, and sat
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back in the chair, resting while trying to catch up on the plot
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I'd been ignoring. He put his arm around my shoulder just as the
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movie began to shift to the romantic part of the adventure.
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Inspiration to Norman! He let his hand drop down my front and
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squeezed my breast. I had only a slender, thin bra on beneath the
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crepe so that I could feel every one of his fingers caress me, and
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in a very few moments my nipples were quite erect. He reached over
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and undid a button on my blouse and slipped his hand inside. I was
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so hot I was surprised there wasn't steam coming out, and the warmth
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of his hand just reflected right back onto my chest. Audacious
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as ever, Norman then proceeded not merely to cup my breast, but
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there in the theater to slide his hand beneath the bra cup and
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directly stimulate my nipple. I was about to come right there, once
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again! The sexual tension was so high I had to grab the armrests to
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keep from jumping him there in the seat! Thankfully, the movie soon
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ended and we emerged into some surprisingly cold night air.
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Well, the whole world was cold compared to us! We went to get a
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bite to eat, where he and I played a marvelous game of
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footsie. The wine didn't at all measure up, though, so we rushed
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home to where we had something worth our attention(!). Norman lit a
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fire while I freshened up (and put in a diaphragm!). When
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I returned to the living room he had two glasses, the wine and
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some pillows all arranged in front of the fireplace. I bent over
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and kissed him as he handed me a glass, and rubbed his chest. He
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grabbed my calf in reply while I sipped the wine. What a smooth,
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sensual bouquet! A good beginning to this part of the evening, for
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sure! Then we stretched out before the fire and kissed. Gently at
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first, our lips just sort of nibbling on each other. Then we drew
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each other closer and really explored mouths. He put his glass down
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and began again on my blouse's buttons, and I likewise started in on
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his shirt. I soon was rubbing my hands all over his hairy chest,
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kissing his neck and tongueing his ears, and he was fumbling with the
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front closure of my bra. Once he had it open I rolled him onto his
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back, pushed his hands away from my tits and rubbed my chest directly
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over his. I was so horny now! With his arms pinned to the floor I
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wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed there, then ground my
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pelvis against his. He closed his eyes and just took it like a man! When
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I let his hands go they went for my butt and began to massage
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it firmly, exploring all of it from my waist to the tops of my thighs,
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and as he held me down I could feel him growing and throbbing beneath
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his zipper. I lifted up and began to pull his zipper down, soon
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exposing his shorts and then opening his pants all the way so I could
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reach inside. What a find! He was moist, and warm, and full of fun
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there! I soon moved my mouth's attentions there and took him fully
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between my lips. He was tasty, too. I started sucking, kissing, and
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squeezing him, all the while my hand cupping and massaging his balls.
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In a very short while his hips were moving up and down in rhythm with my
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mouth and I knew he wouldn't be long in coming. When the
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spurts came I was swallowing it all and kept sucking even after he
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had collapsed. After a brief recovery, he pulled me up to face him.
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I first maneuvered his pants the rest of the way off, and then he
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began to work on my belt. He had this great smile on his face that
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made me let him do to me whatever he wanted! Soon, my jeans joined his
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in a pile and his face was down between my legs, his hands on my
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breasts. His tongue explored all the crevices and folds of my labia and
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soon I was rubbing my mound up and down his face, getting him thoroughly
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wet. In a last spasm I collapsed in a series of yells and was
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twitching on the floor, like an epileptic, until I just fell asleep. I
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think he did too, because the next thing I remember is his
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gently shaking me, murmuring with half-closed eyes. Whatever he said, it
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had something to do with going to bed and I was all too ready.
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Somehow, with unsteady legs, I managed to stand up and we both sort of
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wobbled down the hallway, leaning on each other. We didn't get out of
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bed for thirty-six hours, though we must have slept no more than
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five. For that night and the next full day the only sunlight we saw
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was what came in through the curtains blowing at the open windows.
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Well, Norman did get up to get the champagne and bagels we had for
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breakfast, and I did have to pay attention to the contraceptive
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supply. We would doze and awake only to make love. Then we'd
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decide we were too musky (an oxymoron?) and go take a shower, where
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I'd climb up on him in the hot stream and we'd screw away, my legs
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around his waist and my arms around his neck as as I pumped away and he
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swayed in the hot water. Then we'd towel each other off and climb back
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into bed where he'd eat me again. I wholly lost track of how many
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times I came, well over a hundred. I was at once
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exhausted and exhilerated. After I went home, Sunday was shot, of
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course, but I was exhausted for good causes: I think I'm now
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bowlegged for life, and I think Norman has sworn off inexperienced
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girls!
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From the collection of -=*<Rough Rider>*=-
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