The Apartment...A place for Lovers.

The Apartment is not a story, it's...

Lakeshore Apartment available for weekend rentals.

A strikingly modern one bedroom apartment located on the 28th floor of
Marina Towers at 412 Lakeshore Drive that you will have to see to beleive!
Striking view of the Lake and the City skyline from the panoramic windows or the large rap around balcony.
Each room is individualy temperature controled. Kitchen fully equipped and stocked with the finest gourmet foods. The bar contains a selection of liquor, fine wines and beer both domestic and imported. In the living room you'll find soft black leather furniture and deep pile pearl grey carpeting. There is an entertainment center that includes a 37 inch television, DVD player, state of the art audio system and PC with free internet access.
The bedroom has a mirrored ceiling, King size bed, a second TV and a walk in closet, and built in mood music. The bath is sumptuously appointed with a jacuzzi big enough for four and a gold fixtured bidet.

This is the perfect place to take your Lover for a hideaway in total privacy!

Only $300.00 per weekend or part thereof.

Contact Ariosto for further details.

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Because of Ari's lucrative night club business he has purchased a tudor mansion in Wilmette and is opening up his downtown apartment to share with others for weekend adventures.

The Apartment is not a story thread. It's a place to bring your lover or lovers.
The rules are simple;

No solo rentals, two or more must be ready to move in when the key is picked up.

You do not need to contact anyone first, simply post as soon as you see that it's vacant.

From the time of your post you have up to 72 hours of REAL TIME, to enjoy the use of the apartment. If you finish before that no problem , but you cannot stay over. At the end of 72 hours it becomes available once again.

No consecutive rentals are allowed although you can certainly return after a new rental has been completed.

By making a post to the effect that you are returning the key you end your occupation.

Ariosto has many fond memories of his little 'pad' above the lake and he hopes you'll make some here of your own.

Enjoy!

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Example: To rent, post...

"SexBucket and I are renting the apartment this weekend. Here's three hundred bucks you highway robber. I'll take the key."

Then within 72 hours post...
"Wow A really terrific time! Well worth the money. Here's your key and an extra hundred to show our gratitude."

My darling ariosto,

Please find the enclosed check for the apartment's rental fee. I will be joined by my dear kitsuke. I'll tell you all the gory details. Thanks for the use of the place.

Luv,
Honey

Nerves!

My God, I'm a mess! It's just him, but it's been three months. Three long months since I've been been held by him, the man that can make my body sing. I am in heat for him.

I glance at my watch... any minute now.

I look in the mirror...

long auburn hair, sky blue eyes, tall figure enclosed in a dress, a shade darker than my eyes.

Underneath, I've worn his favorite...
black silk bra, tiny little garter belt, black stockings, no panties.

Turn to the side...
full breasts, nipped waist, softly curving hips, black heels on long legs.

I just have time to spritz my neck with Tuscany pour Donna before the doorbell rings.

Late!

'Oh shit... three months since I moved out to Chicago for that damn job and the first chance I get to see her I'm fuckin' late! Christ!' tipping the cabbie I grab all the packages and rush into the door. Yelling my thanks to the bemused doorman I rush up the elevator and hurriedly press the buttons.

Floor 28, in I go. Room 2807 here we are.

*knock knock*

He's here!

I throw open the door and see him standing there, sheepish grin on his face. I melt inside.

"Come in. Please, come in."

I step back and he does. The door closes and all formality ends. He drops the boxes he's holding and I grab a big handful of his shirt. I pull him into me and kiss him like three months didn't matter.

My breasts crush against his chest, nipples hardening upon contact. Our kiss is not a gentle exploration or the sweet caressing of two mouths. No, we devour each other, taking what we have been denied.

My mouth slips from his and I move to the sensitive skin of his neck, breathing in his scent like it's a life giving substance. I feel his hands move to the back of my dress, tugging and fumbling with the recalcitrant zipper. He is not to be faulted. I am doing things to his neck that would make concentration impossible. My tongue slides over his skin from chin to ear, leaving a wet trail. I can not get enough of the taste of him. I draw his earlobe into my mouth and suck on it with something approaching greed.

I slide my fingers over his chest and rip open his shirt. Buttons fly everywhere.

'Oh my god... I can't believe we've waited three months...', her hands are all over me, her mouth on my neck.. and this damn fastener on her dress!

*rip*

There goes my shirt.. oh well I have more. Take a page from her book.

*rip- tears the dress in half nearly, looks her up and down for just an instant*

God she's beautiful.. she wore the present I sent her a week ago. It makes her breasts stand even prouder than they normally do... and the garters are doing nothing to calm me down.

"That is so much better", I pick her up and almost throw her on the bed. Kicking my shoes off to the far side of the room my belt comes undone and my pants follow suit quickly. Ripping my briefs off as I fall into bed next to her is no easy feat.

Lunging at her, all thoughts of romance that I entertained all week gone as I spread her legs roughly and slide between. The near-glazed look of lust in her eyes makes it impossible to even think. Hooking one of her legs over my shoulder like I know she likes I guide my throbbing cock to her glistening slit.


oh god.. I'm in her...

We had been of one mind, knowing that our blinding need had to be satisfied above all else. Now, we were of one body. The sweet insanity that is lust swept over me as I felt him enter my body. It became impossible to think in anything but the most obscenely erotic terms.

"Oh God - Yesssss - Use Me - Pound ME!!" I cried out with carnality dripping from the words.

I wrapped my stocking-clad legs around him, bucking my hips in a desperate need to take him all in. With a grunt, he pushed himself all the way into me, thrusting firmly until his cock was fully seated. The friction dragged my labia and pulled on my clit, sending shivers coursing through every nerve.

"That's it," I repeated, my voice low and raw, "Fuck me."

He fucked me, pounding with short half strokes that refused to satisfy completely. My clit twitched endlessly as he fucked me with a need that matched my own. My body squirmed
hopelessly under him, pinned down, desperate for more.

My whimpers turned into moans, and then into gasping, almost screeching animal noises.

"Fuck me," I growled at him. "Fuck my cunt. Do it." He worked his prick into me, stretching the heated passage of my pussy in broad, twisting motions that felt as if he was tearing me deliciously apart.

"Fuck me!"

"Oh god I've missed your tight pussy!" I yell hoarsely back at her as we ram into each other. Driving my cock into her as hard as I can, both of us grunting with effort as we fuck. This is not lovemaking... this is base animal fucking, and both of us are still going mad with lust. "God your pussy feels so tight. I've been without it too long. Can you feel how you squeeze around me, baby?" Talking dirty always was able to get her going more when we were in the middle of it.

"Does it feel good? Do you like it?", I asked encouraged by how her eyes roll back in her head as I talk to her while pounding her cunt raw. "Did you miss this cock, huh?"

Leaning even further into her now I speed up the rhythm, our flesh meeting now harshly, no forgiveness in our using each other for pleasure. Fierce and wild I drive into her, growling at the back of my throat as her pussy tightens around me and begins to spasm. Letting loose almost a roar as she screams beneath me I bury myself inside her one last time.

My dick begins to burst inside her velvet sheath, pouring out seed by the seeming gallon and I bite her shoulder to keep from alarming the neighbors with my cries. Not that that stops hers...

The blazing passion almost makes me sob. I fuck back against him wildly, shuddering as the heavy sack of his balls slaps the rounded cheeks of my buttocks. I have never felt so overcome with lust. We thrash around like the hellish demons we've become, bent on consuming each other.

I feel the teeth of my man sink into my shoulder. The exhibition of his naked need pushes me over the edge just as I feel his pulsating cock begin to fill me with torrents of his seed.

The surging thunder surges through us like an avalanche. I grind my eyes shut, unable to bear the pleasure that ebbed and pulsed through my body. I cling to him with everything I have - my legs, my arms, my heart as I give myself over to the climatic moment.

Collapsing on top of her, kissing and licking almost without thought. Rolling side by side we hold each other, basking in the hot glow that our lust has left us in. Murmuring soft things that neither of us can hear we gaze into each others eyes, happy to be together once again. A final spasm rocks her and she shudders with tingling pleasure. I wait until she's finished.

"It's good to see you too, honey", I laugh as we kiss again. "Was your flight alright?"

OOC...due to extenuating circumstances, Honey-B and Kitsuke have asked for a 24 hour extension of their lease which Ariosto is happy to grant...

Hey wait this isn't $150 dollars!

"It could have been a passage through the fires of hell and I would have been happy because I knew I was seeing you." I ran my fingers through his hair, gently brushing the hair out of eyes.

"Now, I think this place has a fabulous jacuzzi, but first, I want my presents! You get them and I'll get us a bottle of wine."

I scooted out of bed, feeling more than a little rumpled. I slid off one high-heeled pump and then the other.

"What presents?"

SMACK

damn

"Hey!"

"Grrr! You weren't supposed to duck when I threw my shoe at you!"

I held up the other pump and pretended to take aim.

"Now, hold still why I throw the other one."

"Hold your fire! I'll get your gifts then I'm going to get you..."

Hold still for the shoe indeed. I smile to myself as I trot across the room, half the packages in the door, half still out from the way we slammed it shut. Stepping outside quickly I gatehr them up and almost manage to make it back inside before a sixty-something yer old woman walks out into the hall.

"Ma'am." I say inclining my head as she stares with a shocked expression. Turning beet red I turn and reenter the apartment as her shocked expression turns slowly into a... smile? Man, that could have been less embarrassing. Closing the door behind me I pick up the other packages and lay them all on the bed.

"One condition, love." I say as her eyes light up at the plethora of goodies before her. "Each one you open... you have to use. Deal?"

Seeing the mischief in her eyes now is all worth it. I wait eagerly for her first choice.

The gifts...

Three boxes... Which one to open first...

I selected the smallest. It was only about six inches long by two inches wide, the kind of box that might contain a bracelet or a watch. I ripped through the wrappings like a child. Embarrassing as it is, I have always done so. I simply can't hide my enthusiasm when someone has taken the time and effort to get me something special.

I opened the box expecting to see a piece of jewelry, but was instead rewarded by the subtle glitter of a knife. Oh, he knew me so well. I picked up the long thin blade, a Wusthof boning knife. It would complete my set.

I lunged for him, giving him a big hug as I said, "Oh thank you! I'll use this tonight if I have time to make dinner..."

"Hey, watch out!"

He grabbed my wrist and took the knife out of my hand before resuming the hug.

"Your welcome."

I smiled before moving on to the next present. A long narrow box, tied with silver and black ribbon.

"May I have my knife back if I promise to be careful?" I asked holding out my hand.

He slapped the knife into my palm as a surgical nurse hands over instruments.

I committed the sin of cutting through the ribbons with my new Wusthof. I just had to use the perfectly made knife. It cut through the ribbons without a hint of resistance.

Inside the box were three long-stemmed rose. One red, one white, and one yellow.

"Open the card," he insisted.

It read, "Three perfect roses... Three perfect feelings... My gift to you today and always. Love, respect, and passion. Red, white, yellow. They are yours."

I felt tears spring to my eyes as I said, "Beautiful, and so like you. Thank you." I wiped the moisture from my eyes and said, "Would you see if Ariosto has a vase somewhere in this place?"

While he was gone, I picked up my knife and began to cut the ends of the roses.

"This is all I could find." He had returned with a hideous orange and avocado monstrosity. It looked like a reject from a second rate flee market.

"Well, I suppose it will have to do..." I made a mental note to ask Ariosto where in the world he had gotten such a horror.

The last box was rectangular and flat, a basic shirt box. The elegance of the wrapping was destroyed in a instant. I lifted the cover and...

"oh"

"my"

"God!"

Inside the box, nestled into tissue paper, was what looked like a pair of black leather shorts. Indeed they could have been if not for the heavy metal ring and opening just above the crotch. Beneath the sexy, little harness, I found a six inch taped dildo.

I looked from the box to him, and then back to the box, excitement building from deep within.

"Does this mean..."

Silently he nodded.

He had known I had always wanted to fuck him up the ass, to penetrate him to, to be in control. The idea had always aroused me. I slid off the bed and grabbed the harness and dildo. I fitted them together and slid the silky leather right over my garters and stockings. The shorts felt like a second skin and I felt powerful as I looked down at the lifelike extension protruding from them.

At the same time, I grabbed him and the bottle of lubricant included in the box. I planted my hand on his back and pushed, bending him over the bed, relishing the role reversal. How many times had he done they same to me. He groaned.

"Feels vulnerable, doesn't it? With your defenseless ass in the air?" I asked as I opened the bottle and began to coat the surface of the dildo. The power was flowing through my veins, acting like an aphrodisiac. I felt exhilarated as I smeared lubricant onto his sensitive flesh of his exposed ass hole.

"Oh God, yes!"

I ran my hands over his narrow hips and then began to slide my fake cock into his ass, slowly. Not wanting to hurt him. I saw his hands grip handfuls of blanket, but he didn't protest. Only a soft groan escaped his lips, so I continued thrusting forward until I had buried the shaft in his bowels to the hilt.

The power was intoxicating but I deliberately kept my stokes small and controlled, easing my way into a rhythm. I reached around his body and took hold of his rapidly stiffening cock and caressed it with my still lubricated hand. He tensed and murmered something that I could not hear. I felt him rock his hips back against me as I increased my speed.

"That's it, lover, go with it. I want to hear you come. Be loud. Scream for me!" I encouraged him as my thrusts increased in strength.

I really don't know when I had first wanted her to do this to me... it certainly had been noone else but her. Sometime in between realizing I loved her and deciding a few other things I had decided I wanted to give myself to her completely, and this was one of the ways it could happen. We'd been watching a naughty video one night when a girl strapped on a big monstrousity and used it to plug some poor schmuck so full I swore his eyes were popping out. She had gotten so wet right then it seemed like she had begun leaking, her panties were soaked, my hand was soaked, my legs were soaked with her juices. I tell you, that had been a surprise.

Now as she's fucking me with the harness I got I feel pain, oh man do I feel pain.. but I also feel good somehow. It's like the pain has been shunted aside and now other things are making their way to the fore. Realizing how close she is to other centers of pleasure triggers a recognition of what's happening to me and before I know it I'm moaning out loud, pleading with her to fuck me faster...

"God baby... fuck me... ohh yeah... HARD!" I'm crying out as she moves it in me. Who the hell knew this side of a guy existed? Collateral thoughts are shoved aside as she begins to shudder on top of me. The harness has a special nub that rubs against her clit as she fucks me... it must be getting to her.

"Louder bitch!" she screams out as some force wracks her body with spasms and she reaches under me and touches my cock.

"AAAAAhhh God!!!" I yell as I explode at her touch, my come bursting out when she grabs me. She falls on top of me, the harness plowing deep into me and we both come for what seems like ages.

----------------------- Some time later. ------------------------

"Wow babe, that was really an eye-opening experience... tell you what, if I ever ask to do that to you without lube, just hit me. No warning, no apology, just hit me. I almost wasn't able to get past the pain as it was!" I say as we lay side by side on the bed. Looking over at the clock I realize we don't have that long left. Man long distance sucks. I was only able to get the one god damn day out of town, too. I hope soon this situation will be remedied...

All packed up we turn to leave, going out for dinner before we board our flights back home. Fingering the little jewel box in my pocket I feel a horrible nauseated sensation. Thinking about the diamond inside is useless. I'll feel this way until she gives me an answer. Locking up and dropping the keys and a few hundreds into a Fedex envelope to Ariosto we put a note in that says, "Damn great place Ariosto... sorry excuse for a vase!"

I really hope she says yes.... after all, her families packing up her stuff back at her place as we speak. Her dad insisted on it after I went to him about it. Yes I'm old-fashioned. Live with it.

Introductions

It seemed strange to Ariosto, knocking at his own door but the invitation was explicite and the check was on his desk.
When Marvel opened the door he felt slighty over dressed as his leggy Cigarette Girl was clad in a cut down t-shirt that said SKWEEEZETHEEES! a pair of black french cut panties and a great big smile.

"Er...Hi."
He said, never at a loss for words.

She didn't say anything just winked and started popping the buttons off his white dinner jacket.
Over her shoulder he saw two, two ball martini's and an assortment of cigars on the balck onyx table.

"Er...Hi."

A shiver of delight ran through Marvel at his words, spoken in that sexy southern drawl of his. It was one of the things that attracted her most to him when first they met. She had been standing in her garden while he peered at her from behind a potted plant. She had ignored him. He had been caught. But that's a story for another time and place...

Marvel helped Ari out of his jacket, giving his bowtie a quick tug to loosen it. She pressed against him, her hands moving up his chest and around his neck. "Mmmm... glad you could make it," she whispered breathily.

Ari lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply before moving down to the hollow at the base of her neck. He loved the scent of her. Fresh and lemony. Magnolias, Ari thought, burying his face in her chestnut curls.

He watched Marvel as she whirled away from him with a chuckle. He began to unfasten the buttons of his shirt, settling on the sofa and slipping off his shoes. "Here you go, Ari," Marvel said as she handed him one of the two ball martinis. "Just the way I like them. Shaken. It's my men that I like... stirred."

Ariosto took a long sip and grinned. "How well I know, Marvel. How well I know."

Tossing his shirt on the floor, ariosto sits down on the couch, sips his drink and beckons Marvel over to him.

She throws a leg over his and sits in his lap.
"How's this Boss."

"Remind me to give the Cigarette girl a raise."

"You already have." She says, and starts to rub the long bulge that has suddenly appeared in his trousers.

The proximity of her 'unmentionables' to his own has set him going and when Ari goes he rarely stops.

She moves up until he can feel the swell of her lace clad mons moving against the base of his fledgling erection.

"A big raise!"
She grins and he kisses her, pulling her forward until those wonderful jutting
breasts are pressed flat against his own.

Marvel's eyes closed as Ari pulled her...

mouth down to his. His tongue brushed against her lips as her own parted slightly, inviting him in.

She reached down between them, tracing her fingers over the thin material of his pants, caressing his swelling manhood. Ari's hands were moving slowly over her back and her hips. Marvel arched her back as they found their way up under her tee.

He splayed his fingers out, capturing the fullness of her breasts in his hands. His mouth moving down her neck, blazing a trail of kisses until at last he had captured one of her nipples between his lips. Marvel sighed deeply, grinding against him as he sucked and nibbled, biting gently. Pulling at her. His other fingers tweaking and circling. Squeezing. Kneading.

She ran her fingers through the hair at the base of his neck as she pressed against his face, fumbling with his belt buckle. Unbuttoning his pants. Searching and finding the object of her desire. Hard and throbbing, droplets of precum gathered on the tip. With a single fingertip, Marvel traced circles through the silky wetness, folding her hand around his cock.

A quiet moan escaped his lips as he moved his body down a little on the sofa. His own fingers rubbing against cleft of her mons through the thin lace of Marvel's panties. Her desire is evident in the way she moves against him and the hot moistness he feels there. She exhales a breathy sigh as she pushes his pants down his hips, Ariosto lifting to assist.

To be continued...

He watches himself waving like a cobra right between her legs. It is almost as though they have both grown his tall curving erection together.
Her fingers touch and caress the purpled head, opening the tiny opening and wiping the moist leakage of the loaded force building up within him.

Her T-shirt rides high over the curves of her breasts and her nipples have stiffened to hard coral buds springing from a disk of sensitive roughened skin. Leaning forward he draws her into his mouth once again, savoring the full warm flesh that fills his mouth and that gently resists the pressure of his tongue and lips.

Ari is fully aroused now...coming pulsingly alive in her hands.
Reaching down he firmly tears the narrow waist band of her panties, and pulls them away. He can feel the heat and moistness of her sex moving on the sensitive base of his staff and it makes him crazy!

"Get on me Miss Marvel!, Get on me, ride me like a bucking bronc..."

Flexing her toned up thighs she rises over him and settles teasingly just over the tip of his frantic, thrusting cock.

"Ready Freddy?"
She says and gives him a wink.

Marvel holds Ari's eyes with her own...

as she slowly impales herself on his rigid manhood. Their eyes glaze over slightly as he fills her completely, her muscles holding him tightly. "Mmmmuch better," she purrs in her smoky voice.

Ari nods, sliding his hands down to her hips to guide her as they begin to move. Slowly at first, savoring the sensations that are building. Marvel places her hands on his shoulders, leaning forward slightly. Ari buries his face in the space between her breasts as the two of them find their rhythm.

Hard and fast. Ravenous in their need for release, Marvel glides up and down the length of him. Her own juices dripping down into the curly nest at the base of his cock. Ari leans back slightly, watching his glistening rod slide in and out of her, her labia caressing him from the outside as rippling contractions massage from within.

His hands find their way to her breasts once again. The dark areolae puckered around the hardened nubs of her nipples. Taking them between his thumb and index finger, he twists and pulls, knowing that this simple movement will help to drive her over the edge.

Marvel's own hand slips downward, her fingers searching for the swollen bud of her clitoris. "Yessssss... " he hisses in a deep gravelly drawl as he watches her finger swirling, rubbing over her throbbing pearl. Her head is thrown back, her eyes are closed and her mouth opened slightly as she rides him.

Harder. Faster. He feels himself swelling, growing even harder as he slams up into her. He pauses. Only for a moment as the ripples of pleasure intensify.

Marvel opens her eyes. Knowing. Grinning, she increases her movements on him. Up and down the length of him. Holding him tightly inside her pussy, she felt him begin to pulse. Swelling. Throbbing. A deep gutteral groan escaped his lips as he began to cum, shooting pulsing streams of hot seed deep within her.

Marvel doesn't break their rhythm as she feels a welcome flush spread over her body as she begins to convulse around him. Ripples, then waves of sensations assault her as she erupts in spasms. Expanding. Contracting. Draining Ari completely before falling forward onto his chest.

They lay there for a moment, heaving. Revelling in their release. Ariosto pulls her mouth to his in a deep, passionate kiss that seems as though it will never end.

Reluctant to free him from within her fiery depths, Marvel squeezes her pussy tightly around him. "Again?" she asks in that naughty tone of voice he loves so well.

"OH yes! Yes INDEED!"

Marvel slides off and stands up raising her arms above her head she pirouettes before him.

"What's next Boss?"
She grins down at him.

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In the sumptuously apointed bathroom, after a quick refreshing shower, Ari stands behind his own Cigarette Girl in front of the huge mirror over the dressing table. The surrounding lights make it seem that they are on stage.
He reaches around her and grasps her succulent breasts, squeezing them until the flesh rises between his splayed fingers.
Feels so gooood!
He is rubbing his cock slowly up and down the valley between her buttocks.

"Ummmmm, I think I know what you want."
Her voice is low and sexy.
Smiling at herself and him in the mirror, she slowly bends over, spreading her hands out along the counter until the tips of her breasts nearly touch the marbled top.

Ari takes a moment to enjoy the sight of that perfect ass spread wide before him and kneeling down between Marvels legs he licks the insides of her thighs and buries his tongue in her pussy. She moans and pushes back on him, driving him deeper inside. How delicious she tastes he thinks as he grasps her hips
and devours her sex.

By now he has fully recovered and his straining member demands it's turn.
With a few last loving licks that cover the length of her femininity from clit to ass, he raises himself and slides the tip of his throbbing cock between the wet, eager petals of her nether lips. Pushing just the swollen head inside, he cups her breasts in his hands once again, thumbing her nipples roughly, and looks at her in the mirror grinning.
"Ready?" he says.

"Ummm Hmmmm....yessssssss."

She braces her hands and legs waiting for the hard deep, arching penetration of his magnificent cock.

"Ready?" he asks, knowing full well the answer.

Marvel watches Ariosto's face in the mirror as he looks down, guiding his tumescent rod into the dark forest between her legs. He eases into her slowly, her breath catching as she feels his swollen glans parting her labia, entering her depths.

He grins at her then, stopping just as his head fills her. Marvel tries to press backward as he gyrates at her opening, but he holds her hips, keeping her from taking him in fully. "More?" he whispers naughtily.

"Uh huh," she answers as he pulls out of her. "Hey! Get back here, you!"

Ari chuckles as he rubs his cock against her clit, spreading their combined juices. Marvel reaches between her legs, touching the purpled tip as he pulls it out of her reach, once more inserting just the tip into her soaking pussy. "Like this?" he asks. "Uh hmm... Like that," Marvel purrs as she waits for him to plunge into her.

"God, Maid. You're so wet," he rumbles, pulling out and stroking the length of her swollen nether lips with his cock once more. Marvel mewls, aching for him to fill her. On fire with desire for him.

Watching her in the mirror, he sees that her face is flushed and her nipples between his fingers are as hard as pebbles. He loved to tease her, heaven knew she teased him often enough. Well, maybe heaven didn't have anything to do with it... though being deep inside of her sure felt that way.

Marvel ground herself against him as he glided sensuously back and forth between her slit. Breathy whispers and soft moans escaped her as her tongue slipped out, moistening her parched lips. "Marvel..." he said. Her eyes opened and met his in the reflection of the mirror. "Yes?"

He pulled back then and plunged deeply into her, never averting his eyes from hers. She gasped aloud, her head jerking backward as he filled her with his enormous cock. A long low moan from her sweet lips sent him spiralling onward.

Her fingers were white, clutching the edge of the counter as he drove into her. Hard. Pounding. Demanding. She met his every thrust, gyrating against his body as his balls slapped against her ass. Like animals in rut, no time for tenderness... only a ravenous hunger. A need for release.

"Nowwwwww!" she cried out as her body began to ride the waves of a magnificent orgasm. Ari felt the spasms begin deep inside of her tunnel, rippling around his manhood as he felt his own climax begin. Thundrous roaring filled his ears as he lost himself in her. Pumping, throbbing, erupting... He filled her completely at that moment as their bodies convulsed in unison.