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I awoke snuggled in Joe’s arms. I stretched, arching my back, and smiled at the feel of his hard cock against my ass. I wiggled into his crotch but a hand gripped my hip, suppressing my movement. I had thought Joe was still asleep but he growled into my neck. “Brie, unless you plan on being fucked, stop moving, damn it!” I smiled, recalling last evening’s four mind-blowing orgasms – one at the airport and three more in this hotel room. All that and we had not even been together for twenty four hours. Amazingly and frustratingly, I had yet to touch or stroke Joe’s cock let alone have him fuck me. I wanted that – now! “Joe?” “Yes Brie?” “May I please, just this once, make love to you? I want to show you how much I appreciate the four wonderful orgasms you have already given me. You are such a skilled, considerate, remarkable… “Brie?” “Yes Sir?” “Stop with the compliments, they won’t get you anywhere. However, if you would like to put your mouth to better use, I have a rather stiff problem thanks to all your jiggling about. You see what you can do about it and I will consider you taking the lead for a bit.” “Yes Joe… I mean, yes Sir.” I slowly turned over to face Joe, so excited that I was finally going to touch and taste him! Even while we slept, Joe had left his boxers on. Now I looked along his torso and then leaned over him, my bare breasts grazing his chest. His wisps of hair tickled my nipples şişli escort and they instantly puckered and hardened. Lightly, tenderly, I kissed his lips and then his chin, which was prickly after a night’s growth of stubble. I hitched into an upright position and swung a leg over to straddle him just below the knees. I reached for his waistband but Joe grabbed a wrist. I looked into his glaring eyes and knew what I should do. “May I?” I asked Joe nodded and released his hold. Surprisingly, he then raised his hips to assist me as I slowly peeled down his boxers. It was like unwrapping my only Christmas gift: despite the excitement, I wanted the anticipation to last for as long as possible. Joe cleared his throat, obviously wanting my attention. “Brie!” he barked. “Um, yes Joe… Sir?” “If you go any slower, I will seriously rethink,” I needed no second orders and quickly pulled off the boxers and tossed them across the room towards the pile of my discarded clothes. Pausing briefly, I gazed at Joe’s attributes and, most definitely, liked what he had! He was slightly longer and thicker than my cheating bastard of a husband was. I scrambled between Joe’s legs and again looked up, seeking his approval to actually, finally, touch his cock. “Joe?” I whispered, immediately realizing my mistake. “I mean, Sir…” “For fuck’s sake Brie… touch, lick, suck, do something… or I shall take over!” mecidiyeköy escort Instantly, I grasped his erect cock and was surprised that my fingers did not quite complete the circle. I lifted his thick shaft off his stomach and leaned forward, brushing my hair along his thighs. I licked my lips, ready to finally take Joe’s plump, purple dome into my mouth. Pre-cum was already leaking as I closed my lips over the head and greedily sucked. I think my fierce suction shook Joe. Whatever, his hips jerked, pushing his cock deeper into my hot mouth. Oh, yes! I welcomed this extra length and shifted into a better position above him, preparing to swallow even more of his rigid rod. I had not told Joe that I didn’t have gag reflex. He had another surprise coming his way as I relaxed my throat and fed him inch by inch into my mouth until his entire cock was absorbed. With my lips firmly clasped around his root and the bulbous head buried in my throat, I glanced up, wanting to see Joe’s reaction. His mouth gaped and his eyes were wide open. Oh yes, I had certainly stunned him. He was obviously enjoying it, too. My gaze locked on his eyes, and I slowly pulled back until only his tip remained between my lips. I stroked his fat shaft with one hand and lovingly swirled my tongue around the head. Flicking the sensitive area under his crown, I was thrilled that Joe couldn’t hold still or hide his excitement. Paybacks are a bitch named Brie, I thought, so pleased with myself. I carried on stroking and licking, enjoying every second of his pulsating penis, until, suddenly, the next thing I knew, I was on my back and Joe was wedged between my thighs. “Joe!” I shrieked. “Shut Up! You have made me so fucking crazy, now you are going to get exactly what you want. You want a real man to fuck you. Fuck you hard and fast and you’ve practically begged me for it.” As I listened to Joe, he completely sheathed himself within my tight heat in one swift, hard downward stroke. “Oh, God Joe, slow down… please.” “No Brie!” he barked. “Your cunt was made for my cock. It’s made for me to be buried deep inside.” Panting and shaking, I tried to relax. I realized Joe was right! How did he know what I needed, what I craved? That was my last coherent thought for a while because Joe put his hands on the backs of my thighs, pushed my legs up, and back. My knees pressed on my chest and he plunged his hard, hot shaft deep into me. It felt amazing! Sex had never been like this, so wild, uninhibited, almost out of control. I was aware only of his hard cock being driven relentlessly, the rhythm constant and furious when Joe suddenly thrust hard. It was the last time, his cock erupting and filling me with his hot, sticky fluid. Shit, shit, shit. I was on the cusp of my own orgasm but Joe slumped on top of me. My pussy tingled, burned but there was no release. Frustrated as I was, I knew that having enjoyed four amazing orgasms so far, I should not complain about Joe having one single climax.

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