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AnnieLit said:
It is getting a bit too much, she is moaning and clutching at his hand, wanting him to stop and needing him to continue.
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She is biting her lip and pushing against his hand. Her eyes roll back, body stiffens, then spasms as the sensation overtakes her.:)
 
Part 3

sally_sparrow said:
She is biting her lip and pushing against his hand. Her eyes roll back, body stiffens, then spasms as the sensation overtakes her.:)
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Her moans become louder.

"Sh, baby, we don't want the host to hear us."

His voice in her ear brings her back to reality. He is right -- they are not really alone, not in a place where they can do as they please. There is a party going on elsewhere in the house, they just sneaked here for a moment.

She feels a bit embarrassed - was it wrong to let him make her cum? She just met him not an hour ago... But it felt so good! So right! It still does, as he is not letting her go, his skilled fingers still plaing her like a guitar, her body readily responds with sweet aftershocks.
 
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AnnieLit said:
Her moans become louder.

"Sh, baby, we don't want the host to hear us."

His voice in her ear brings her back to reality. He is right -- they are not really alone, not in a place where they can do as they please. There is a party going on elsewhere in the house, they just sneaked here for a moment.

She feels a bit embarrassed - was it wrong to let him make her cum? She just met him not an hour ago... But it felt so good! So right! It still does, as he is not letting her go, his skilled fingers still plaing her like a guitar, her body readily responds with sweet aftershocks.
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She sits between his legs, clutching his thighs, recovering from the initial wave of pleasure as he continues to explore her now dripping and contracting entrance. His fingers navigate from her hypersensitive clit and over each labia. She begins to feel another wave working its way from low in her belly.

"You want to cum again, don't you?" he whispers into her ear, biting at her ear lobe.

She cannot believe what is happening! How could she have met this man only an hour before and let him make her cum once, and now possibly twice?! She debates with herself for a moment and then decides she doesn't care about formalities because it feels too good.

"Yes I do" she replies breathlessly. One of her arms wraps around his neck pulling him down to meet her lips with his. Their tongues envelope each other and the kiss deepens. He parts her legs further, draws away from her mouth, kisses up her neck and whispers into her ear "Not just yet, darling."
 
Part 5

sally_sparrow said:
She sits between his legs, clutching his thighs, recovering from the initial wave of pleasure as he continues to explore her now dripping and contracting entrance. His fingers navigate from her hypersensitive clit and over each labia. She begins to feel another wave working its way from low in her belly.

"You want to cum again, don't you?" he whispers into her ear, biting at her ear lobe.

She cannot believe what is happening! How could she have met this man only an hour before and let him make her cum once, and now possibly twice?! She debates with herself for a moment and then decides she doesn't care about formalities because it feels too good.

"Yes I do" she replies breathlessly. One of her arms wraps around his neck pulling him down to meet her lips with his. Their tongues envelope each other and the kiss deepens. He parts her legs further, draws away from her mouth, kisses up her neck and whispers into her ear "Not just yet, darling."
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"Let me tell you what will happen next", his voice is low and for some reason it sends shivers through her body.

"You will stand up, fix your skirt, and work out that door. I will follow a minute later. We will mingle, probably dance a bit, and in about an hour we will leave together. After that it is up to you -- I can take you to your place and kiss you goodnight, or we can go to my house and continue what we have started here. You have an hour to decide."

What does she want? She is not sure. Her head is spinning, she can't form a coherent thought, not like this, not with his fingers still playing at her entrance. But she has an hour. Good. This should be enough to calm down and think with her head, not her cunt, because right now she is ready to shout a "yes" to about anything he can throw at her.

She stands up and bends to pull up her panties.

"Stop!"

Command in his voice surprises her, but she stops, her hand touching the wet fabric, but not pulling it up.

"Take these off and leave them on the floor. Somebody will find them and guess what happened here, but will not know who these belong to."

Go outside pantyless? In a short tight skirt? Can she really do this? Does she want to? He does not give her much time to think and continues:

"We might never see each other after today, but for the next hour I want to have a full access. I want to be able to come from behind when you are talking to a friend and slip a finger in you. Just to make sure that you are still as wet as you are now. Just to remind you of what you really want. What your body needs."

She straightens up, steps out of her panties, and leaves the room without looking back. She knows he will follow, she knows his fingers will find her again and again. Her decision is made, she does not really need an hour, but he does not have to know it yet. The two can play this game!
 
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AnnieLit said:
"Let me tell you what will happen next", his voice is low and for some reason it sends shivers through her body.

"You will stand up, fix your skirt, and work out that door. I will follow a minute later. We will mingle, probably dance a bit, and in about an hour we will leave together. After that it is up to you -- I can take you to your place and kiss you goodnight, or we can go to my house and continue what we have started here. You have an hour to decide."

What does she want? She is not sure. Her head is spinning, she can't form a coherent thought, not like this, not with his fingers still playing at her entrance. But she has an hour. Good. This should be enough to calm down and think with her head, not her cunt, because right now she is ready to shout a "yes" to about anything he can throw at her.

She stands up and bends to pull up her panties.

"Stop!"

Command in his voice surprises her, but she stops, her hand touching the wet fabric, but not pulling it up.

"Take these off and leave them on the floor. Somebody will find them and guess what happened here, but will not know who these belong to."

Go outside pantyless? In a short tight skirt? Can she really do this? Does she want to? He does not give her much time to think and continues:

"We might never see each other after today, but for the next hour I want to have a full access. I want to be able to come from behind when you are talking to a friend and slip a finger in you. Just to make sure that you are still as wet as you are now. Just to remind you of what you really want. What your body needs."

She straightens up, steps out of her panties, and leaves the room without looking back. She knows he will follow, she knows his fingers will find her again and again. Her decision is made, she does not really need an hour, but he does not have to know it yet. The two can play this game!
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Back with the other guests, she is fully aware that his eyes have not left her. His stare sends a rush of heat down her spine. As she walks toward a group of friends she straightens her dress and fixes her hair behind her ears. Her friends give her a curious look. "Where have you been?" a friend asks, looking her up and down. "You look flushed." She starts to smile and catches herself. "I was trying to find the bathroom. This place is huge!" Her friends seem to believe her story so she relaxes her shoulders and catches up in the conversation.

A few minutes pass and she turns to look over her shoulder but can no longer find him. She begins to wonder if he actually meant what he said. In the middle of deep thought, she feels a hand reach from behind and settle at her hip. She startles from her thought to see that he is standing directly behind her. Her heart skips a beat and her cheeks flush as his hand slides down the fabric of her dress and fingers slither between her thighs. She bites her lip to muffle a moan trying to escape from her throat.

He leans into her ear. "That's a good girl. So nice and wet."

His fingertips trace her slit up and down and her knees almost give in. He closes the distance between them to ensure she does not fall over. His fingers continue to play with her outer lips, dipping one in to feel how stiff and swollen her clit has become, but not lingering too long. He plans to keep her on the edge until she decides to leave with him.
 
Part 7

sally_sparrow said:
Back with the other guests, she is fully aware that his eyes have not left her. His stare sends a rush of heat down her spine. As she walks toward a group of friends she straightens her dress and fixes her hair behind her ears. Her friends give her a curious look. "Where have you been?" a friend asks, looking her up and down. "You look flushed." She starts to smile and catches herself. "I was trying to find the bathroom. This place is huge!" Her friends seem to believe her story so she relaxes her shoulders and catches up in the conversation.

A few minutes pass and she turns to look over her shoulder but can no longer find him. She begins to wonder if he actually meant what he said. In the middle of deep thought, she feels a hand reach from behind and settle at her hip. She startles from her thought to see that he is standing directly behind her. Her heart skips a beat and her cheeks flush as his hand slides down the fabric of her dress and fingers slither between her thighs. She bites her lip to muffle a moan trying to escape from her throat.

He leans into her ear. "That's a good girl. So nice and wet."

His fingertips trace her slit up and down and her knees almost give in. He closes the distance between them to ensure she does not fall over. His fingers continue to play with her outer lips, dipping one in to feel how stiff and swollen her clit has become, but not lingering too long. He plans to keep her on the edge until she decides to leave with him.
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A good girl, nobody ever called her that before, but she likes how it sounds. The praise makes her even wetter, a bit more and she will have to rush to a bathroom or risk her juices sliding down her legs.

But why? She can explain her reaction to physical stimulation, but not this. Why does she care what this man, that she does not really know, think of her?

"Amy, what do you think?"

The question brings her back to the task at hand -- she has to appear to be at least somewhat engaged in the conversation going on around her. But how can she answer, if she has no clue what they were talking about?

The pause gets a bit too long and then he comes to the rescue. "She shold just leave him", words are whispered into her ear and she is saved.

"I think... She should just leave him", she repeats, hoping that this is a plausible answer.

He does not leave her much time to wonder about that -- at the end of the phrase he flicks her clit that is still too sensitive from before. It sends a charge through her body, but he has a mercy on her and wraps both his hands around her, holding her tight against his body.

She is sad that his hand is gone from under her skirt, but thankfull for the support. And being so close, even through the layers of fabric she can feel his iron hard cock pressing into her ass. It feels good to know that she is not the only one affected by this game.
 
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AnnieLit said:
A good girl, nobody ever called her that before, but she likes how it sounds. The praise makes her even wetter, a bit more and she will have to rush to a bathroom or risk her juices sliding down her legs.

But why? She can explain her reaction to physical stimulation, but not this. Why does she care what this man, that she does not really know, think of her?

"Amy, what do you think?"

The question brings her back to the task at hand -- she has to appear to be at least somewhat engaged in the conversation going on around her. But how can she answer, if she has no clue what they were talking about?

The pause gets a bit too long and then he comes to the rescue. "She shold just leave him", words are whispered into her ear and she is saved.

"I think... She should just leave him", she repeats, hoping that this is a plausible answer.

He does not leave her much time to wonder about that -- at the end of the phrase he flicks her clit that is still too sensitive from before. It sends a charge through her body, but he has a mercy on her and wraps both his hands around her, holding her tight against his body.

She is sad that his hand is gone from under her skirt, but thankfull for the support. And being so close, even through the layers of fabric she can feel his iron hard cock pressing into her ass. It feels good to know that she is not the only one affected by this game.
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Amy begins to wonder what time it is. Has it been an hour yet? She made her choice before she even came back to the party. She wants to go home with this man. Though she doesn't know him at all, she wants more. Other men have never had this kind of effect on her and she was loving what he was giving so far.

"What's the time?" she asks him looking over her shoulder. He was still pressed firmly against her backside.

He grins. "Do you have somewhere to be?" he asks playfully.

Amy cannot help but blush. She has made it blatantly obvious that she wants to go back to his house. "Yes, actually. And you are supposed to take me there." She surprises herself as the words escape her lips.

His eyes widen a moment and then soften. He smiles and whispers close to her ear, "Get your coat and meet me out front in 5 minutes. Not a minute later."

Before he leaves her he gives her right ass cheek a firm squeeze and a tap, then walks away.

Her breath catches when he taps her ass. She can feel her hardened nipples pressed against the tight fabric of her dress and they are aching to escape from the restraint of the dress and strapless bra beneath.

"What is happening right now?!" She asks herself.

Wasting no time she gulps the rest of her cocktail and says a quick goodbye to her friends before dashing to the foyer to retrieve her coat. She had not checked the time but was certain she did not go over five minutes. She opens the front door and finds the man standing outside of a shiny black Lexus sedan.

"Just in time." He smiles, opens the passenger door and offers his hand.
 
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