Anyone know how to get in touch with the site admin?

[Miyana Books]

I sent an e-mail to the site administrator and got no response. Any help would be great.

Here are some book excerpts.

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[Just-Legal]

Depends, what do you need to contact them for?

And, just a note, but blatant advertising in threads is frowned upon.

 

[kendo1]

They are having some time off.
Back to normal next week I suspect.

When they will probably delete this thread.

 

[Guest]

I sent an e-mail to the site administrator and got no response. Any help would be great.

Here are some book excerpts.

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PM Laurel.

She receives multitudes of emails but she always seems to be able to answer the Private Messages she receives.


(Edited to add - unless you're just trying to get some pub for your book. You may not receive any help at all.)

 

[Miyana Books]

Thanks a lot

No, I would never try to advertise blatantly to a community of writers. I didn't even want to post until I spoke to the admin. I was afraid of the consequences, naturally. But anyway, thanks for the tip. And don't frown upon blatant self-promotion, it's highly underrated.

 

[entitled]

No, I would never try to advertise blatantly to a community of writers. I didn't even want to post until I spoke to the admin. I was afraid of the consequences, naturally. But anyway, thanks for the tip. And don't frown upon blatant self-promotion, it's highly underrated.

The many published authors on the site realize how useful blatant self-promotion is. It's still frowned upon.

 

[Miyana Books]

Is it wrong to post excerpts?

We didn't means to offend. We would never hurt the master or the precious. Maybe if somebodys was to holds our hands, we wouldn't get hurts. Seriously, maybe we need some advice.

 

[entitled]

We didn't means to offend. We would never hurt the master or the precious. Maybe if somebodys was to holds our hands, we wouldn't get hurts. Seriously, maybe we need some advice.

hehe... Sok.

Ask away. Maybe one of us could help.

 

[NoJo]

We didn't means to offend. We would never hurt the master or the precious. Maybe if somebodys was to holds our hands, we wouldn't get hurts. Seriously, maybe we need some advice.

Some advice, lose the Gollum accent. Acquire an Aslan accent.

 

[Miyana Books]

Thanks

Well, I wondered if people were nice here. I wondered if the women are nervous and the men agressive. I wondered do people meet here and hook up. Maybe there is something I should read on the site. Who's published? What's good? Can a person ask too many questions? How long until I lose my virginity?

 

[entitled]

Well, I wondered if people were nice here. I wondered if the women are nervous and the men agressive. I wondered do people meet here and hook up. Maybe there is something I should read on the site. Who's published? What's good? Can a person ask too many questions? How long until I lose my virginity?

Most of them. Some of them, and some of them. Some do. That's what the FAQs and stickies are for. There's a sticky thread on the top of this section of the board full of published folks. Anything but the GB (for the most part). No. 50 posts, and get an avatar at 100 posts.

 

[davidwatts]

Well, I wondered if people were nice here. I wondered if the women are nervous and the men agressive. I wondered do people meet here and hook up. Maybe there is something I should read on the site. Who's published? What's good? Can a person ask too many questions? How long until I lose my virginity?

Yes we are nice here for the most part except when we are poked with sharp objects.

Actually the men are nervous and the women are aggressive here, and we men are most nervous about the women losing their aggressiveness, in which case we would have to chase after them in order to get rejected. I hope this clearing up some of your confusion, and replaces it with something more erotic.

I met here and hooked up with myself but may have to break it off as I fear I may need glasses.

You can never ask too many questions, but you can tell if you do because you get inane responses like mine.

You should read anything by davidwatts, who is usually outstanding in his field except when it gets real cold. Have a good wank to anything you choose and call me in the morning.

 

[damppanties]

...50 posts...

I thought this was just 30 posts but I could be wrong.

 

[kendo1]

I thought this was just 30 posts but I could be wrong.

No. You're definitely wrong.
Fancy breakfast at my place?

 

[Lisa Denton]

Well, I wondered if people were nice here. I wondered if the women are nervous and the men agressive. I wondered do people meet here and hook up. Maybe there is something I should read on the site. Who's published? What's good? Can a person ask too many questions? How long until I lose my virginity?

There is no under-age allowed here so you will remain a virgin until you turn 18, or get arrested for group sex with midget wrestlers, or get a certain amount of posts. But I forget how many midgets or posts it takes to qualify.

Laurel and Manu is the admins here, and they will be nice if you have already read the rules and FAQ's stuff. That way they don't have to answer the same questions over and over. Like no beastiality with hedgehogs and stuff.

The last time I couldn't get ahold of Laurel after PM'in and e-mailin her I was gonna write her a nasty mail and tell her she was rude for ignoring me, then I got a mail right before I sent mine from her sayin "Hi, so nice to hear from you, we just got back from our first vacation in years" so of course I didn't send my mail callling her lots of 4 letter words and stuff (burn this after you read it so Laurel won't see it)

I dunno what you posted in your first post cause my firewall said it would burst inta flames and explode if I tried to download it (its ok, it says that alot) so I have no idea if you was advertising or something.

Anywho, there is lots of nice peoples here and the admins is nice too, but do read the rules and FAQ's so you know ask Laurel and Manu so they won't be mad.

See ya.

 

[Miyana Books]

Does it matter where I post story ideas and excerpts

Do people not like it when entire books aren't posted? Can I post story ideas in the authors hangout, etc. Do people do a lot of bouncing around between forums? I would be content to do everything in one place.

 

[Just-Legal]

I thought this was just 30 posts but I could be wrong.

I thought it was ten, and I'm supposed to be the Newbie liasion?

*is terribly distracted*

 

[Lisa Denton]

Do people not like it when entire books aren't posted? Can I post story ideas in the authors hangout, etc. Do people do a lot of bouncing around between forums? I would be content to do everything in one place.

You submit your stories to be posted, and it like what they say about tongues "its not how long it is but how you use it" so you can submit what you want, some peoples have short attention spans though.

You can talk about story ideas or any ideas in the authors hangout, you can also bounce and do everything in one place here but you might want to wear kneepads and a helmet if you are really kinky.

 

[Miyana Books]

Tim Arrives

This is something that came across my desk. Incredibly rough, we're playing with a few directions.



Staying in France was supposed to be the adventure of a lifetime. It was with lots of unexpected circumstances along the way. But I suppose that is what an adventure is. You can't forsee what is going happen.

I was sitting with Auolo watching, deciphering French television as best I could when there was a loud banging on the door.
"It's Miyana," I said. I just assumed it was our friend Miyana who hadn't been around for a few days and was missing all the action.
"Well, go let her in," Auolo said.
"She has the key," I reasoned. I sat there and waited. Then there was banging on the door again. "What is the matter with her?" I asked him.
"Maybe, she doesn't have the key," he said with an annoyed groan. "Becky!" Auolo called from the door. "There is somebody here to see you."
I wasn't expecting any company and thought that he and Miyana were playing some kind of trick on me. "What does she want?" I called back.
"It is not her," he said.
"No playing games, I'm not in the mood," I replied.
"Becky!"
"What?"
"Just come to the door," he pleaded.
I groaned in an annoyed way and rolled off the bed. From the bed to the front door was maybe 36 feet, but I was feeling so lazy that day. I just wasn't in the mood.
"Tim," I gasped. "I can't believe my eyes. What are you doing here?"
"I came to visit like you said to," he said.
"Oh, my god!" I exclaimed. I gave Tim and giant hug, and he pushed us inside the apartment. "I'm so happy to see you.

"No, I need to talk to you, right now," Miyana said exhaustedly.
"We should go outside," I whispered to him. "He's going to fuck her, now. That's what she says when she- I don't
know."

I was so embarrassed when we came back to the apartment. The building was so old, and the apartments so small,
you could hear everything going on in the hallway.
"That's them," I informed him. Just one unmistakable sound being made along with a baby crying, a couple fighting, and
televisions blaring. "It's like this all night. This place never sleeps. I wish you had told me you were coming. We could have made other arrangements."
"We're back!" I called out, melodiously. I slammed the door. There was no response except panting and grunting. The bed stopped finally stopped creaking and slamming into the floor thirty seconds later. Tim and I sat down on the couch and waited.

Auolo emerged from the room first. He sat down next to me on the couch like nothing was wrong. And nothing was wrong. I just wasn't used to Tim being there with my French friends, which made the whole thing kind of weird. Auolo even offered me a kiss, which I thought was rude, and so I turned my head. Miyana came out. The three of us were staring at her. The two of them were sweating profusely. She was glowing. Her hair was matted, and her eyelids looked like they weighed about five tons.
"Are you two done?" I asked.
Miyana stood in front of us. Auolo laughed in his non-chalant way. I asked them again if they were done, and Miyana shook her head. She collapsed on top of him, and they both ended up rolling over onto me, (very annoying).
"Of course we aren't done," Miyana giggled. "Why did we stop?" she asked him.
"Just for a moment," he said. "She want us to stop for a moment."
"We could hear you in the hall," I informed them.
Miyana sucked her teeth. "So what? You can hear everybody in the building from the hall."
"The man downstairs said that he was going to evict us if we didn't stop," I reminded her.
"He's not the landlord," she reasoned. "And Raul has already spoken to the landlord. We can do whatever we want."
"Well, you're still driving that guy crazy," I said. "You two are going to break the bed and the floor, and you're going to crash down into his apartment."
"Umm, I know," Miyana purred. "You know it is this one who is going to break the bed. He wants to break me, don't you?"
"I'm going to break you," Auolo claimed.
"I want you to break the bed tonight," Miyana said. "What are we doing? Take me into the bedroom. I am not going anywhere tonight."
"We're not?" he checked.
"No, I haven't been here for days."
"Where were you, anyway?"
"I told you I met somebody. He doesn't matter. It has only been two days. Don't pretend you haven't been being a bad boy. She told me about your girlfriend, your swedish girlfriend."
"She's from Norway. And what difference does that make. She will be here only for a couple of weeks."
"Where is she now?"
"I don't know. She will probably call. It doesn't matter. She is somewhere getting fucked or doing something. She probably won't call."
"You fucked her?"
"Did you fuck him?"
"No."
"So then where were you?"
"I was visiting. Did you fuck her?"
"Of course,"
"Take me back to the bedroom," Miyana whined. "Do you think she is prettier than me?"
"Of course not."
"Prove it to me. Why did you do that?"
Miyana pushed him off her, stood, and put her hands on her hips. "Why did you do that?" she demanded to know.
"It is just for one time, then," he bargained.
"No, I want to know. Are her breasts bigger than mine? No, so why did you?"
"I wanted to."
"You have to prove it to me, now."
"I have been."
"No, more, let's go."
He stood and put his arms around her. He was rebuffed when he tried to give her a kiss.
"No, don't be..." he complained.
"Fine, but take me," she said.
"Wait, I want to get something to eat."
"Where?"
"Just from the machine, I'll return immediately."
"No, I will go to the machine. You might meet a girl from Norway, and then I will never see you again."
Miyana had no problem going out to the hall in her underwear and a tank. With the class of people that populated the building I never did that. She was probably more used to being around those types anyway. The way I looked, I was positive that if I walked around the building in my underwear somebody was going to knock me on the head, drag me into their apartment, and rape me.
"I don't know why you want to live here with immigrants," she commented as she returned.
"It is cheap. I don't feel like paying through my nose."
"Here take your food."
Miyana came back to the couch and folded her legs. "How are you Becky? Who is this, your boyfriend from America?"
"This is Tim."
"Nice to meet you Tim. What have you two been doing all day?"
"He got here tonight," I explained. "He got here a few minutes before you did."
What are you going to do tonight?" Miyana asked.
"I was going to stay in tonight."
"We're about to go in there," she said.
"We're just going to bed," I said.
"First, Auolo is going to prove to me that he loves me. Or maybe I should let Tim do it or my other friend."
"No, I will do it," Auolo said from the table.
"So what are we all going to be sleeping in that small bed, tonight?" Miyana asked giddily. "Tim is spending the night?"
"Yes, but no, he doesn't want to do that?" I spoke for myself and Tim.
"You don't want to Tim?" she asked him. He didn't know how to respond. We hadn't had sex yet. I was going to have sex with him, but Miyana was making that a lot more clear than I wanted him to know at that moment. I didn't want thinking more about what Europe was doing to me more than he already was.

I was on my first trip abroad and I felt like a different person. I was a different person. Nobody knew who I was. Nobody cared who I was. There was something about that anonymity that was making me spread my legs for guys I wouldn't even speak to in America. I had a one night stand every weekend my first month and quickly realized that I could have one night stands every day for years and years. That wasn't what I wanted. The sex was sex, but sex for sex sake bored me quickly. So, then I met Auolo. It was a typical encounter. He was typically European in that very common and uninteresting European way. I was with some friends in a cafe. Somehow or other we met some guys, and after two hours of knowing each other Auolo and I slipped away, because nobody cared, for a little relief, no big deal. I expected the whole thing to last an hour, goodbye Auolo, I'll never forget you, etcetera, etcetera. That was not what happened to my pleasant surprise. Auolo was the kind of guy who did everything because he wanted women, and would ditch his friends just because of a woman. He wasn't a bad guy. His nature was to his advantage. He was just the kind of guy who really enjoyed women. I was very satisfied. I'd never had it that way. He came and then he stuck his cock back inside me for more. I liked it. I didn't know guys could do that. I wasn't even that attracted to him when we met, but he was the kind of guy who became more and more attractive the more we had sex, until the very idea of letting him see me naked made me wet and hornier than I'd ever felt. I wanted more. So, we met on a Thursday afternoon, and by Monday morning had fucked and humped so much he told me we had to wait until that evening because he couldn't feel his cock. The only thing that bugged me was that it was obvious he was doing what he normally did, while I was doing something totally extraordinary and he could tell that I was totally his. I wasn't used to feeling as powerless as I felt, and there was nothing I could do about it. I finally figured out why I was feeling so insecure when he told me that he actually had another friend who was living with him off and on. I was so focused on fucking that I'd overlooked the feminine articles in the apartment which belonged to Miyana who was returning that evening.

"You are being disgusting, Miyana," I said spitefully. "He doesn't want to do that?" I tried to save face as best I could without giving him the impression that I didn't want him there. "Tomorrow, we're going somewhere, right Tim?" I said. He shrugged his shoulders which was about all he could do. I went to the closet to get some bed linens. "You can just sleep on the couch, tonight." I wanted to wrap things up quickly and non-chalantly so I followed, "Tomorrow, we'll stay at my room, okay?" Tim nodded, and I was satisfied that he got my drift. "Well, I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning, Tim." I waved to him and thought that was good enough.
"You're just leaving him for tonight?" Miyana asked, which was really annoying.
"Just shut up, Miyana."
"Are you finished yet?" she asked Auolo who grunted in response. He stood, as did Miyana, and they joined me in the bedroom.
"Miyana, you are such a bitch," I said. She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth. "You are the bitch," she said.

"You are going to leave your boyfriend out there tonight?" she asked.
"He's not my boyfriend," I said.
"But you're going to have sex with him, right?"
"Yes, but I don't want him to know that. That's why you're being a bitch."
"I am not being a bitch," Miyana said defiantly. "You are the bitch. You have no brains in your head, I think. You believe he will not here us?"
"You turn on some music, then. You are the bitch."
Miyana sucked her teeth loudly but did what I told her. We'd quarrelled while undressing and had barely noticed Auolo at all who was lying on the bed with his cock in hand. We both jumped on the bed at practically the same time, and began our ritualistic battle, immediately; this abttle I wasn't sure which one of the two of us had instigated. I kind of blamed Auolo for it too. It was his fault too, our predicament.

It had been the same thing for weeks. Miyana and I were in competion with each other, and not even for Auolo. His cock was just there. It was weird because I don't think not one of us in the bed gave a shit about the other beyond sex. I didn't really care about Auolo. He was just a 'lucky boy' to quote Miyana. His cock was even that big in terms of length. It was the thickest penis I'd seen in France, and it turned Miyana and I on imensely, but Auolo was an asshole who couldn't be counted on for anything other than stiff, satisfying, all night fucking sessions. Miyana and I sucked hard and loud. Despite the music, I was sure that if Tim hadn't passed out from his trip, he could hear Auolo's cock getting sucked. It was totally normal. We slurped voraciously, competing to please a guy neither of us really loved but were are primally attracted to in a way that bordered on madness. He, of course, loved the competiton. He spread the both of us at will, but again, to his credit, he knew what he was doing. The relationship, or relationships became addictive, and for me obsessive, as the months progressed because they were so simple. We weren't politically minded so we didn't talk about the wars or anything. We didn't care. We weren't particularly passionate about our studies. All we wanted to do was what we were doing. They fascinated me. The two of them turned me on more than I wanted to admit and was unable to hide. I hated that they'd known each other before me. Miyana and I had talked. She told me everything about them. They'd known each other for years. Her parents immigrated there, and even though they didn't lose their virginity together, they dated for a year during their teen years. According to her, they had sex a few times, but it was nothing special. They broke up because they were both immature and didn't speak until last year. She said they were being close friends and then one day they were hanging out outside and the weather changed without warning. She said it started pouring and they got drenched. They were close by his place so they ran back. While she was waiting for her clothes to dry, she out on some of his clothes. Miyana said he wouldn't keep his hands off her. She said she tried to fight him and run, as best she could given how small the apartment is, but he didn't stop until he had wrestled her to the ground, torn his clothes off her body, and she spread. I told her that it sounded like he had raped her, and she agreed but added that if she hadn't liked it, it would have been rape.After that, she was under the covers, and she said he was shoving his penis inside her and had been doing so since. Still, I was content to be their new friend. Watching them and being in bed with them was driving me crazy. We were equally jealous of each other and still we wanted each other to be there. We wanted each other. The truth was that she was the best girlfriend I'd ever had. I'd never kissed a friend before. I'd never sucked my friends' breast nor had my breasts sucked. And I don't advocate lesbianism or sapphic whatever but I initiated it. Auolo was being a spoiled bastard one day. They had spent the day together and were claiming they were in love or something. They had been out with some people, and something had turned them on, something that like compelled them to couple and copulate intensely. I didn't mind until I asked for some attention, and like the unemployed asshole with all the time of the world who could do whatever he wanted, Auolo told me there was no way. There was nothing I could do about it. Of course, his rejection made the two of them even more fascinating, him especially because he opened my eyes that night. It was a display of this inhuman stamina and lust. I hadn't been paying attention. I was just getting fucked. That night I paid close attention. He turned this absolutely beautiful Indian girl into a sweaty and drooling moron. She started begging him to stop and muttering about his loins and how he was a man, I gushed. She gused too. Her legs were like jello, and he was bouncing on top of her like a crazy man. I climbed on his back and begged him to fuck me. He teased me a few times, and said that he would. That wasn't good enough, so we comprimised. Miyana lied on him on her back so I could see his cock and her pussy and could take him out of her to suck it whenever I wanted. I wanted to suck it a lot, and that pissed Miyana off. His juicy cock started bouncing out every twenty strokes. He wanted it sucked, but I stuck it back in for Miyana. Then, it was popping out every ten strokes, and then finally, I didn't put it back in and sucked until I heard his groaning and felt his load shooting. He was in my mouth a good ten minutes, afterward. I was thinking he was finally ready to have sex with me. Instead, he flipped Miyana over on her back and went right back to doing what he'd been doing. They heated up quickly that time. Within twenty minutes or so they were drenched, the sweat on their collective body was sloshing noisily, Miyana was panting and moaning, begging him to stop. I kept thinking that she needed to make up her mind because if she didn't want it, I wanted it. She was being so typical. I thought saying no and meaning yes was stupid and lead to a lot of mixed signals that got girls into trouble. Telling Auolo to stop just made him fuck her harder. She knew that but. Anyway, I watched intently. I couldn't keep my eyes off his clenched buttocks. If I was lucky, he'd stroke out and I could see his cock. He had a really brown cock. It was one of those thick, brown, purplish, European cocks. I figured that was why Miyana liked him so much. He reminded her of home. It was stiff and thick perfectly. He loved it. He loved that he had a penis. I liked that. He wasn't a pinky, so I could see cum streaks. The next day, we went to the park, and I was all over him so it looked like I was his girlfriend. He didn't mind. We didn't have sex that night, my orders. He didn't care. Miyana cared. I didn't care. The next day was fucking and sucking all. I woke up to him secretly slipping his cock inside me. I almost didn't want to wake up. I wished I was dreaming. His dick stayed stiff for me the whole morning. He didn't come, so that afternoon when the three of us went outside, he acted like a maniac. I played along differently than I had the day before. That afternoon, instead of acting like a love-sick junior high school girl, I acted like a world weary, pretentious, hard-to-please, travelled French girl. I even flirted with some guys. When we got back, I took a shower. I was in the shower for maybe ten minutes. I came out his cock was already out and inside Miyana's mouth. She was being a bitch and claimed that she couldn't wait. I didn't complain. I knelt down and joined her. We slobbered all over his cock for over an hour. It was a loud and sloppy feeding frenzy. I was a modest girl, too. Not then, Miyana and I were rubbing his cock over our faces. Miyana and I started kissing. It wasn't on purpose. It just happened because I mouths were so close. He fucked her first because I told him to. They were intense. Their bodies had been aching. Miyana was intense. She was on top. I watched her for two orgasms. I asked her to move out the way and politely she complied. Auolo fucked me in the ass for about an hour. It was the best sloppy seconds. I'd almost forgot about our morning session. In my butt hole and my pussy, back and forth, playing with his options. I loved it, of course. The first night we hooked up I told him. Not every guy I met was into anal, but he was. Even if I guy didn't do it, because I wouldn't normally tell them to, I still loved it from behind. Auolo was an animal like that. My ass was perfect. There wasn't any doubt. Miyana had beautiful breasts but my ass was better. Her butt was kind of flat. I had a lot more butt flesh. He came in my crack squeezing his cock with it.

"You're such a bitch," Miyana said in disgust. "You are sucking on a penis and you boyfriend came here."
"He's not my boyfriend."
"Tell him to come in here."
"No, he will come in if he wants."
"He wants to spread me. I can tell. Is he good? Does he have a big penis? I want to have sex with him."
"Miya, suck his cock and forget it. The only reason you want him is because you think he's my boyfriend. I'm going to fuck him tomorrow."
"I want to fuck now," Miyana purred. "I hope your boyfriend is as good, because Auolo's penis is, ummm. We want to fuck tonight." She lied back and he was on her in an instant. "Go out to him," she choked. I ignored her. He started slowly.
I wasn't surprised when he spurted after only five minutes. That meant the sex was going to be really hot. He squirted inside her a little and got a lot into her pubes. This was a part of his system. He lubed his cock and balls up with excess come, and he put himself back in. His motions were jerky at first. He was still going slowly but it was like his cock we meeting resistance inside Miyana. He started pounding and met more resistance. He want harder and harder until finally Miyana groaned c'est bon so loudly, I was sure everybody on the floor heard it. They could definitely hear the bed. Auolo growled triumphantly and leaned in to get her breasts.

There was a knock at the door, and then it opened. I was the only one that noticed. Tim stood there and watched for a few moments. He looked at me, and I shrugged. I signaled for him to come over. His cock was stiff in his boxers. I was very excited. From the door to the bed was like two steps, but by the time he got to the bed his boxers were gone. He lied down on top of me and I giggled uncontrollably. "What are you doing?" I asked him.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Are you going to kiss me?" I asked coyly. He kissed me, but we didn't kiss. I pulled away. "Do you want to do this?" I asked. "I didn't know if you were into doing crazy things."
"I don't care," he said.
"They're just my friends," I explained to him. "You knew that I was having sex with Auolo, right?"
"I assumed, but I didn't know..."
"About Miyana...?"
"Well, lie back. Relax." He coaxed me back, and my legs spread naturally. "So, this is what you've been doing?"
"Are you surprised?" I asked.
"I don't know," Tim said. "Should I be?"
"I don't know."
"And what about this guy?"
"Auolo, we're just friends. I'm not a slut."
"No, that's not what I meant. And Miyana?"
"It's the same. They're kind of in a relationship but not really."
"What does he do?"
"It's different here," I giggled. "It doesn't matter what he does. He studies poetry or something or he wants to study poetry... He fucks our brains out."
"He fucks your brains out?"
"Yes, look at him.What are you doing?"
"Me, oh, right now..." Tim looked down at his cock and then back at me for permission one last time. I rolled my eyes and he stuck himself in. Tim wasn't the biggest but he was hard. I was a little nervous for a while. We were lying across the bed in a weird way. Plus, it had been a while since I'd been with someone other than Auolo, and my mind was effected by that. I had to stop thinking of him, what I liked about him, why I was shaving my pussy for him, and why I liked his cock pumping in and out of me for hours. This was hard because he was banging a big breasted French-Indian girl,loudly, inches away. I egged Tim on. I urged him to fuck me. He was totally focused on fucking me and he came after about twenty minutes. He came hard and was shivering.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
He wiped his face and leaned into to kiss me. I was just getting comfortable with him. I spread and pushed up so he could see he could stick it in again, but he backed away. He could have, but I was going to tell him to. It was sort of a decision he had to make for himself.
"You want to go to sleep?" I asked.
He nodded. "I was on a plane all day and then I was looking for you. I just want to get some sleep."
"I understand," I said.
He gave me a final kiss, grabbed his underwear, and closed the door behind him.

Miyana and Auolo were taking a break. They were still fucking hard, but he wasn't bouncing up and down on her.
"What happened?" Miyana gasped. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head like she was on the verge of orgasm. Her feet were on the mattress, and her knees spread wide. She put her arms up and started meeting his thrusting leisurely.
"What do you mean, 'what happened?'"
"Where is he going? He's going to bed, now?"
"He's tired."
"Go out there with him."
"He's tired. We're going to my room tomorrow."
"Mm, let me, tonight," she whined as she started pumping her knees.

There was this sound of suction like he ad to pull his cock out of her to be able to stroke. I'd heard it before. It was like the kind of sound a plunger makes when it's in a toilet, wet and slurpy and squishy, and every time I heard it, Auolo would grunt like whatever was going was not enough. He was looking for something inside her vagina. It was always like that with them. His strokes were at times testing and searching like it wasn't enough that he was rock hard and had it wedged inside her. It was enough that she was lying there purring while he smothered himself in her breasts and figured things out. There was more to it if he just took the time to work with her, twist it and turn just hard enough in just the right direction at the right time. Pounding her hard was just the set up for these slow and very deliberate thrusts. She frustrated him. At times he just couldn't be deep enough and he would be squirming and rolling his hips like he had ants in his pants. With me there were no secrets. There was no secret spot he was trying to get to. My secret spot was on the outside of my pussy. My pussy always gave. There wasn't any resistance. I don't know what Miyana was doing to make him struggle so but I kind of admired it. We fucked, and it was always give and take. I gave and he took. He was too used to being with girls like me. We both knew he was poking my pussy out of shape. That's what it was, poking. It was just the sheer amount of time that was doing it. My pussy was open for more hours than ever. He was like poking a whole in me, a perfect hole for his penis, making me hollow on the inside, very weird.
"Let you what?" I asked.
"Auolo..." she sighed.
"Just for a little while," I whined.
"Please, Becky... his cock is so hard. Look at him. He is being an animal. He wants me tonight. He is an animal with, uggh god..."
"I'm looking," I sighed. He really was twisting and pumping erratically. He was whispering in her ear as well.
"Play with yourself," Miyana suggested.
Watching was entrancing but her voice snapped me out of it. "Please..." I whined again. "You'll have all day and night tomorrow."
"Fine," Miyana groaned. She tapped him on the shoulder. We had to tap him a few times to get his buttocks to stop flexing, swirling, and pumping. He looked up. He rose up to his arms and kissed Miyana passionately. "Mm, Miyana, merci, my god you are so wet tonight."
"Do you see?" Miyana asked me. "He wa He gave both of Miyana's breasts a final kiss and pulled out. Miyana rolled out of the way, and I replaced her on my stomach. I pushed my butt up so my pussy said 'feed me.' His cock was so juicy and rock hard. I watched him squeeze it a few times before he slowly wrenched and twisted it inside me. I literally chewed the pillow at the sensation.
"Mm, c'est bon, Becky," he moaned in my ear once he settled in and grabbed my breasts. "What have you been doing tonight?" He started riding my ass like a man possessed. The bed was just as loud as it had been when he started fucking Miyana. I just hoped it wasn't loud enough to inspire Tim to come take another look. He knew what was going on.

 

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