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Claude had already showered, dressed, and sat sipping coffee from his giant travel mug, when I woke. I stretched and smiled bashfully at him. Waking up with a man still present after he’d fucked me, was new for me. The few men I’d had sex with previously, had all left soon after cumming. I wasn’t sure how to act or what to do with him still there. Especially, since Claude and I would be working together. In the space of a few days, I had gone from barely knowing the man, and what a man he was, to meeting his family, to being his little fuck toy. Is there even a proper protocol one should follow in that situation?“Coffee’s made, better shake your cute little ass, we need to get going,” Claude interrupted my very confused thoughts.I couldn’t help, but smile at his mention of my cute little ass. I slid out of bed and walked to the bathroom, being sure to wiggle my cute little ass for Claude’s benefit as I did so. A quick glance over my shoulder, confirmed he was enjoying my little show, which, caused me to giggle.While showering, I fingered my tender hole, thinking of the wonderful pounding Claude had given me the night previous. It had always been my fantasy to be manhandled by a big burly bear, with a big burly cock, and it had been even better than I ever dreamed it could be.I made a show of pulling black stockings up my smooth legs and attaching them to my lace garter belt before slipping on a red satin thong. It made me horny, knowing Claude was watching my every move. I turned my back to him and bent extra low to retrieve my male outer clothes from my bag. When I straightened up, Claude was behind me. His big hands gripped my hips as he kissed my neck.“If we had time, I’d fuck you again right now, but we don’t. So hurry your cute little ass up,” he breathed in my ear and slapped me lightly on my cute little ass.Just being near Claude made me want to drop to my knees and worship his magnificent cock. As a result, I was a little stressed about working with him all day. There was no need however, as once we arrived at the job site, we were both so busy trying to get things straightened out, I hardly even spoke to him the whole day. Though, he was constantly on my mind.Returning to the hotel that evening, Claude went to the front desk and got us upgraded to a two-room suite for the inconvenience of the night before. The suite had a small kitchenette, a seating area with a sofa and recliner, two bedrooms, and a big jetted tub in the bathroom. We collected our stuff and moved it to the suite. While I unpacked, Claude ran to the store to get a few things. I let the large tub fill with hot water and bubbles while putting my clothes away.I settled into the fragrant bubbles and luxuriated in the warm water swirling around me and thought I should install a tub like this at home. I carefully shaved my body smooth before stepping out to dry off. I had no idea how long Claude would be gone and I quickly massaged moisturizer into my freshly shaven skin before carefully doing my makeup and hair. I wanted to look sexy for Claude. He had never seen me fully dressed with make-up and hair and all and I really hoped he would like what he saw when he returned. I chose my outfit carefully, red stockings, red and black lace garter belt, black silk g-string, black lace bra with red lace trim, under my low cut red body con mini dress that barely covered my cute little ass. I finished my look off with gold hoop earrings, pearl necklace, and black patent heels. I heard Claude return as I spritzed myself with perfume.“Damn, you do clean up good,” Claude smiled, when he saw me. “Care for a drink, sexy?” Claude filled a glass with ice and Jack Daniels for himself and pulled two bottles of wine from the bag on the counter. “Red or white?” he asked, holding the bottles up.“Red please, Sir,” I smiled, doing my sexiest strut as I closed the space between us. I was impressed that he’d thought to, not only, get wine for me, but both red and white. I’d have never expected Claude to be so sweet and thoughtful.Claude handed me a glass of wine and picked up his drink. “You’re all ready for a night on the town and I’m still all grubby from work, probably stink too,” he chuckled, letting his eyes roam from my perfectly styled hair down to my patent heels and back up.“No baby, you smell like a man,” I smiled, running my nails lightly down his tree trunk of an arm.“If I’m going to take my girl out to dinner, I should probably go get cleaned up,” he said, cupping my ass in his large hand and kissing my painted lips.“Or, we could have something delivered taksim escort and just stay in,” I said with a suggestive smile while cupping the magnificent bulge in his jeans.“Even better, you order something for us while I jump in the shower,” he said, with a squeeze of my ass.I flipped through the menus by the phone and decided to order Chinese. I turned off all lights in the room except a small lamp in the corner and settled on the couch to sip my wine while I waited for Claude to finish showering. Every cell in my body tingled with anticipation as I attempted several poses, trying to find the sexiest one for my man. I ended up with my back propped against the arm and my smooth stocking-clad legs stretched across the seat and crossed at the ankle. The noise of the shower stopped and my heart skipped a beat knowing my man would soon come for me.Claude returned, bare-chested and wearing faded jeans, with a cigar clamped between his teeth and poured himself another drink. “Sorry, I don’t clean up quite as well as you,” he smiled, “More wine?” he offered, picking up the bottle.I let my eyes roam over his broad hairy chest, noticing, for the first time, the jagged scar running from just below his right nipple down over his ribs almost to the waistband of his jeans as he approached with the wine.“Why thank you, sir,” I said, affecting a southern belle accent and batting my eyes as I lifted my glass for him to refill.Claude scanned my body with hungry eyes and lifted my legs to sit with them across his lap. His hand rested on my knee as he took a drink of his whiskey. “ So what’s for dinner sweets?”“I ordered Chinese for dinner, then something special for dessert,” I smiled seductively, rubbing my leg over his lap.Claude’s eyebrows raised, “Hmm, maybe we should start with dessert then,” he grinned, moving his hand to the top of my stocking and stroking the smooth flesh he found there.I never imagined a big powerful man like Claude could have such a light sensual touch and I leaned forward. Claude’s arm slid around my back as our lips met in a soft kiss. I placed my hand on his chest and slid my fingers through the soft dense nest of hair. Our kisses grew more passionate with our tongues flicking against one another. Claude’s hand slipped between my soft smooth thighs. The heat of his touch radiated from my thigh straight to my groin. I traced the jagged scar with my fingertips as they journeyed down to the bulge in his jeans.In the midst of our escalating make-out session, we were barely aware of the delivery man knocking at the door. We reluctantly disentangled our bodies and Claude went to get our food. I quickly pulled my short dress down over my thighs before the delivery boy could get a glimpse of my now-damp panties and the bulge therein.Claude set the various containers of food out on the coffee table and refilled both of our drinks before rejoining me on the sofa. I slid close, pressing my leg against his as I picked at the lo mien with chopsticks. Claude eschewed chopsticks for a fork and gently stroked my thigh with one hand every few bites. The hunger I felt at that time was for something other than food and I set aside the lo mien to reach for the fly of Claude’s jeans.“Hmm skipping dinner and going straight to dessert?” Claude said, leaning back to give me better access.“Dessert is my favorite,” I giggled, opening his fly and extracting my thick fleshy treat.“Well, in that case, my girl can have all she wants,” Claude kissed me.Every time he called me his girl, my body tingled. I laid down with my head in his lap and began licking his hard cock like a melting popsicle on a hot summer day. Claude lay back and ate while I dined on thick hard man meat.I licked, sucked, and bobbed on Claude’s stiff pole as he finished eating. When he was done, I felt him pull my dress up above my round ass. I wiggled my ass a little, swallowed his cock to the root, and held it in my throat. His big hand caressed and squeezed my firm cheeks. I was in heaven with his big cock buried in my throat and his finger sliding between my cheeks to tease my tight hole. His thick finger circling my needy hole caused me to moan around the thick cock in my mouth. I was so ready for him to fuck me, I just couldn’t wait any longer and came up, gasping for air.“Fuck me, Daddy, I need your big cock inside me,” I begged, rising up to kiss his hungry lips.“Yeah? You want my hard cock in your tight little pussy?” he teased, pulling my dress over my head.“Yes, please, Daddy, I need you now,” I pleaded.Claude pulled beşiktaş escort me onto his lap so my stiff little clitty pressed against his hard shaft through my damp panties. Our lips locked as I retrieved the bottle of lube I’d placed on the back of the couch earlier. Our tongues danced together as I drizzled lube over Claude’s thick throbbing shaft. I was desperate to feel him inside me and rose up to place his flared head at my hungry portal. Our lips never parted as I slowly lowered myself onto his thick hard pole. Once the exquisite agony of my tight hole being stretched passed, the feeling of being impaled on his monster cock became sublime. I ground my ass on his hips, luxuriating at the feeling of his stiff rod twisting within me. I panted with pleasure as I began to rise and fall on his thick phallus.“That’s my good little slut, ride that cock,” Claude growled, pinching my nipples through my lacy bra.“Oh Daddy, I love your big cock, fuck me, Daddy. Fuck your little slut,” I moaned, throwing my head back as I bounced faster.I’d only ever been with five men before Claude, none of them even half as manly as he, but I’d never been so aroused or acted like this before. Never anything more than a few quiet moans as they’d pumped their, disappointing by comparison, cocks in me. Claude had such an effect on me, I was out of control, bouncing on his wonderful cock and rambling the filthiest words I knew between loud moans and screams as he sent me to heights of pleasure I didn’t know were possible. I loved everything about him, his thick hairy chest, massive powerful arms, thick hard cock, even the taste of cigar in his kisses, I loved it all.“Baby, you asked for it, now you’re going to get it,” Claude grunted, picking me up and placing me on my back on the couch with my legs over his shoulders.Claude drove his cock in to the hilt with one powerful thrust, bringing a shriek from my open mouth. He gripped the back of my knees and began thrusting his powerful hips hard and fast. Every forceful thrust into my hungry hole rocked my entire body and brought a loud squeal from my mouth. I was pinned under him, completely at his mercy as he repeatedly slammed his massive pole into my now sloppy hole and, I was loving every second of it.“Ohhh fuck yes, daddy, fuck me, fuck your little whore!” I screamed as he pummeled me.I grunted and squealed as my stomach convulsed and my swollen little clit filled my panties with hot cum. I stared up at the predatory smile forming on Claude’s face as orgasm wracked my body. Watching me cum from the pounding he was giving, only spurred Claude to drive his cock into me even harder and faster. I lost all perception of time and space there was nothing left in the universe except this giant bear of a man pummeling my slutty hole with his big cock and me, moaning like a whore. Claude rammed deep into me and threw his head back with a great roar as his cock jerked and spewed thick hot cream into my bowels. He kept thrusting as his cock jerked inside me until the last drop of sperm was expelled into my sloppy cream-filled hole.“Oh fuck, baby, I love your tight hole,” Claude breathed, releasing my knees and falling back on the couch.I was hardly conscious and gasping for breath as I sprawled beside him. It felt like a river of cum was flowing from my used gaping hole. I slowly regained my senses and enough energy to make my way to the bathroom on wobbly legs. I cleaned myself up and exchanged my cum soaked panties for a clean pair. When I returned, Claude was sitting naked with his soft cock lying across his thigh and sipping whiskey. I refilled my wine glass and snuggled beside him.“Thanks for dessert,” I giggled.We sat quietly, sipping our drinks and recovering from our exertions. It was so nice snuggling into Claude’s big solid body, it felt so warm and safe beside him. A mere three days ago I had been terrified of this big rough man and now, I was snuggled beside him wearing only lingerie, certain that nothing could ever hurt me with him around. I’d never experienced this before, no man I’d ever been with had stuck around for any kind of intimacy after he was done fucking me. Everything about Claude seemed like a wonderful new experience for me. I ran my hand through the thick soft nest of hair covering his wide chest and traced his scar with my fingertip.“How did this happen?” I asked, leaning down to kiss his chest where the scar began.“Couple of gang-bangers tried to rob me one night in L.A.,” he shrugged.“Oh that must’ve been awful,” just the thought of that happening was terrifying to me. “Tried to rob you? Or they did rob you?”“No, they tried, I put both of them in the hospital,” Claude said matter of factly, sipping his whiskey.“Even after they did this to you?” I said, shocked.“No, they didn’t do this, six of their gang banger buddies came after me the next day. One of them did this before I got the knife away from him. Stupid fucking kids,” he muttered, shaking his head.“Oh my god! How did you get away?” I gasped, clapping a hand over my mouth.“I took the knife away and stuck it in his throat,” Claude shook his head again, “stupid fucking kid.”Claude downed the rest of his drink and stared at the ice in his glass, “Two eighteen-year-old kids died that night and three others went to the hospital. All because their dumbass friends thought they were going to rob me and I got this scar as a reminder,” Claude’s voice caught as he got up to refresh his drink.“Oh god, Claude I’m so sorry, but it wasn’t your fault. They might have killed you,” I said, almost crying at the thought of bringing up such a terrible memory for him.“Might have been better that way,” Claude grumbled, refilling his glass and taking a long drink straight from the bottle.“Oh no Claude, don’t say that. Just think, where would Sandy and Lacy be without you? You’re such a good man don’t ever say that about yourself,” I said, walking over to wrap my arms around him and softly kiss his shoulder.“Yeah, maybe. I’m going to bed,” he said, downing his whiskey in one gulp.Tears began to well as I watched the bedroom door close behind him. I felt so guilty for stirring such awful memories for Claude. I didn’t know what to do, if I should follow and try to provide comfort, or leave him to his thoughts. He was such a big tough man, it had been shocking to hear the pain in his voice. I never imagined anything could hurt Claude. I sat and finished my wine while debating my options. I really wanted to crawl into bed and snuggle beside his big warm body, but didn’t know if he wanted me there.Finally, I decided to crawl into bed beside Claude and let him rebuff me if that was his desire. I didn’t snuggle up close, as I wanted to, that way I would be there if he wanted me without forcing my presence on him if he didn’t. Claude was snoring quietly as I lay beside him wishing he’d wake and pull my body against his.I dozed at some point and when I woke, I felt the solid warmth of Claude’s body pressing against me and his wonderful semi-hard cock nestled nicely in the crack of my cute little ass. I wiggled my ass a little just for fun.“Horny little bitch,” Claude growled revealing that he was not asleep as I had thought.I moaned my agreement and pressed my ass harder against his quickly responding member. I felt Claude’s warm lips on my neck as his fingers slipped beneath my bra and began teasing my nipple. His expert touch sent a warm tingle through me and brought another moan from my lips. He kissed my neck and shoulder, lightly scraping my flesh with his teeth as he rolled my stiff nipple between his thumb and finger. I’d never been with such a passionate and attentive lover. I was finally experiencing everything that sex should be.Claude had me writhing with pleasure and I was overcome with the need to have him inside me again. Raising one leg, I reached back to pull my panties to the side and guide his wonderfully thick rod to my waiting entrance. A low growl rumbled deep in Claude’s chest as I slowly took him deep into my hungry boipussy. His fingers continued teasing my nipple as I ground on his hard cock. My own little cock was stiff and filling my panties with precum. Claude rolled on top of me, crushing me into the mattress beneath his bulk, continuing to nibble and kiss my neck and shoulders as he ground his stiff rod in my wanting ass.This time with Claude was very different from before, no hard powerful thrusts, no dirty talk, just long slow strokes in my pussy, soft kisses, gentle nibbles, and quiet growls. So different and wonderful, this was not fucking, this was lovemaking. This long slow fucking went on and on and I hoped it would go on even longer. I’d never experienced anything so wonderful before in my life. My body trembled in sissygasm twice before Claude pushed his hard cock deep in my bowels and filled me with his hot creamy essence.Claude lay motionless on top of me kissing my neck and softly stroking my hair. When he did withdraw and roll to the side, cool air rushed into my gaping hole and warm cum poured out. I felt so happy after the experience he had just given me, I slid down to show my appreciation by cleaning his spent cock with my mouth.“Mmmm that’s good baby, but we’re gonna be late for work if you don’t stop soon,” Claude murmured, stroking my hair.

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