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She knew that he enjoyed when she sucked him so it surprised her when he pulled her off and to her feet. His eyes were dark, full of need. Back, his hand on her hips. She knew where they were heading tho the edge of the bed seemed to surprise her. thwip That sound. Her dress sliding off her hips to puddle on the floor around her feet. She stood before him in just the silk hose and garters.

His hand took a tit and pushed her back onto the bed. He was on her with a hunger she had never seen before. He spread her wide, his body a wedge as he slammed deep into her, jostling her. Each thrust harder and faster than the one before. The sounds loud, joined only by grunting and groaning and heavy breathing. And the sound of his hips sliding between her silk-covered legs. Thwip THWIP, Thwip THWIP, Thwip THWIP. Soft and yet still there. Like a heartbeat to their sex.

Realization came slowly. She had needed him too. Perhaps not as much as he had needed her. And his need was evident by the ferocity of this fuck. But for the first time, she held on. Arms around his neck, her hips started their own dance, pushing up to meet him. Aiding each thrust go deeper and deeper.
 
She was bliss, as he slipped into her again and again her hot flower pulled in his veiny shaft, her tits swelled against his muscular chest as she pulled him tight. Her thighs around him, pulling him in as her hips gyrated in a counter rhythm so he drove deeper and deeper

"Holy Hell Shannon" he groaned as he thrust into her a gain and again, pulling his head back to look into her emerald eyes as he took her, and she took him

The thwip thwip of her thighs and the slap of his hips filled the room. Matched only by their heavy breathing and moans

"Oh god girl, you gotta let me go. I'm gonna cum" he groaned as he leaned back, trying to pull free from her love
 
This felt good, felt somehow right. Her legs helping to drive him deeper and deeper into her. His manhood a tight fit as he rubbed it against the walls of her warm channel.

Holy Hell Shannon

He looked deep in her eyes, his thrusting a heartbeat of the moment. This time, she went willingly with him. This time she needed him as much as he needed her. This time she needed the feel of his skin against hers. The feel that at least for tonight, she was his woman. That he chose her over Janice. Tomorrow she would be collateral, but tonight, she was his. And all those people on the other side of the door knew it.

As the need in her was great, it took less time to build towards that climax that she was wanting. She could feel it coming. So close. So. Close.

Oh god girl, you gotta let me go. I'm gonna cum So focused on reaching that goal that she almost missed his words. She unlocked her legs and allowed him to pull free. The moment gone. She lay there waiting. He would either have her drink it or spray it all over her in an attempt to make his territory.
 
He watched her slowly come back to the moment, realization of what he was saying kit in her eyes. Her ivory thighs slipped off of his waist as he leaned back, his hips dipping to free his cock from the slick hungry furnace of her sex

As soon as the thick meaty head of his cock pulled free from her he exploded. His thick cock twitched and throbbed, thick gooey cum flying free to spatter all over her full hefty breasts. His cum launched from him, flying all the way over her body to spatter against her neck. Her full tits, her flat stomach and finally his strength subsided and His hot seed dripping over her inner thighs and her juicy hungry pussy.

He panted, leaning back on his heels as he surveyed her form. She was a glorious mess

"Oh shot" he breathed as he looked down at her , and the beautifully mess he had made. And the beautiful canvas she was.
"I guess we need to clean up?" He asked as he gestured at her, then the small room off the side which was a small bathroom, or so he thought?
 
He no sooner pulled out, his large acorn-shaped head throbbing, than he let go, his hot seed shooting out in thick, white ropes. It just kept coming, hitting her breast, neck, breast again. Each successive volley was less and and a shorter distance from his large, fat member, leaving a trail down her entire front until it ended between her thighs.

Oh shot. I guess we need to clean up?

She look to where he was pointing, nodding her agreement. The bathroom was small but very, very nice. She went into the shower and turned on the water, getting it nice and hot before stepping in under the spray. She had been so close to reaching that plateau that was still so new to her. Maybe next time.

She stood under the shower. Her hair was getting wet and she wondered if come morning it would be back to its normal wild self. For once , she found herself looking forward to him joining her under the shower spray.
 
He smiled as she rolled out from under him, her curvaceous form rolling and shifting deliciously. Soon she was walking towards the bathroom. Plump ass shifting with every stride in a delightful manner

She disappeared into the bathroom and he soon heard the shower running

He finally rose from the bed and peeled out of his clothes. He left them a pile on the floor. Then he stepped into the shower behind her, smiling as he stepped up behind her, his member nestling right between her plump ass cheeks

"I hope you don't mind" he said as he leaned down and kisssed her ahoulder
 
It no longer surprised her when he slid into the shower behind her, his manhood pressed up against her bottom.

I hope you don't mind

The kiss on her shoulder was tender and this new side of Marcus puzzled her. He was almost treating her like she really was his girl. But she knew it was just a momentary thing. Come tomorrow, she would be back to something to fuck or fling about to further his cause. And yet, she really couldn't fault him. It was the world he lived in, where a woman was only any good when she could help him get ahead. And then it hit her. Wasn't that her world too? Dad had used her for the turn of a card. She had lived in the same world as Marcus and never realized it. Her brain had latched onto the stories in books where a knight in shining armor rode up and rescued her. This was real life and there was no knight in shining armor. There was Marcus. At least he took better care of her than her Dad. This was a better life than she had had. Here she ate regular and wore pretty clothes. Here she didn't live in squalor. Here the man who wanted to sleep with her and fuck her was good looking and in good shape.

She bowed her head and leaned back against him, the shower beating down on them. Her voice was low and matter-of-fact.

"No, I don't mind."
 
He felt her lean back into him, and it felt so right. Being with her had become complicated. She was really wonderful. But maybe that was just cuz she did everything he said. Was she really this easy going? If this were a normal relationship would it be anything like this? Or was she just protecting her dad?

The truth was he couldn't tell. And he needed to remember that. She was an asset. A card to be played, and played, and played

He smiled at the though of her under him, her giving back to him, her wanting him. She had been as into it as he was. There was a part of her that wanted him. That needed him

His hands wrapped
Around her waist and pulled her close

"I couldn't
Help but notice that you were all too ready to get out of bed. I wasn't done with you" he told her with a grin in his voice as one hand dipped down between her thighs, his thick finger slowly rubbing circles around her swollen clit
 
His hands were strong, holding her against him. The water beat over them, playing havoc on her breast as they seemed to take the brunt of the shower. His voice was low and sexy in her ear.

I couldn't Help but notice that you were all too ready to get out of bed. I wasn't done with you

And with that his hand slid along her wet skin, reaching between her thighs to rub his finger in that special little space. She melted back into him, her hands reaching back, fingers spread on his thighs to keep her balance. Her voice was breathy, his fingers working magic.

"I'm sorry, Marcus." She would have said more but instead all she could do was moan. She swallowed,trying to speak. "I-I-I didn't real..." She couldn't finish as she concentrated on what he was doing.
 
He smiled as she melted into him. Her ass pressed into him as her back arched, giving him a delicious view of her tits thrust out as he toyed with her

"Oh. I know your still getting all of this figured out" he told her as his other hand slid up from her stomach sliding over one deliciously slippery titty. He let his fingers slide up and down over her rigid nipple agains and again as though he were strumming a chord


"You've done so well with such a crazy night I wanted to have you so far relaxed that you were no more than a puddle " he told her with a smile as his fingers began to slide back and forth in unison, one hand teasing her nipple, the other her clit

Back and forth over and over
 
She couldn't help herself. Her hips began to undulate, moving in time to his fingers.

You've done so well with such a crazy night I wanted to have you so far relaxed that you were no more than a puddle

She swallowed hard. "I'm close to that now!" She managed to gasp out. She had been close when he came all over her. She thought it had died but he was reawakening it in record time. He was in charge of tonight and she could help but follow along. His fingers strumming her body. His breath on the back of her neck. His voice in her ear. His chest against her back. She felt his cock pressing against her ass. Told her that he was enjoying this as much as she was. Fingers hitting all the right spots.

She found her hips humping his hand, her breath catching in her chest as she came, a growl sounding from her lips as her hips jerked, her cream running down her leg to wash down the drain.

She leaned against him, drained. Only his arms held her up. She spoke low and breathless. "You have your puddle."
 
He smiled as she jerked and quivered, loving the feel of her hefty breast in his hand, and her soft full ass agains his hips, grinding against his manhood, the feel of her rousing him again.

He chuckled as she collapsed into him

"Oh I wasn't done with you yet. You think this is a puddle?" He asked with a grin. Then he grabbed her hips with one hand, and pushed her forward with the other tills he bent over in front of him

"I think you'll enjoy this" he said as he let his hands slide over her quivering lips, one hand firmly on her ass, the other shifting to slide one thick finger into her slick pussy, slowly pistoning in and out.

"And this" he said as he slipped a second finger into her, covering his digits in her silky lust

"And this" he said as he let one finger slide free from her pussy, and he slowly ran it over her tight little asshole, then added a little pressure, and his finger slid into her ass. And he began to slowly pump his digits into her, one in her slick his slit, the other in her tight plump ass
 
Oh I wasn't done with you yet. You think this is a puddle?

She was putty in his hands. Unable to resist him. But she wondered. Was it because of Dad? Or because of Marcus? Putty in his hands!

Soon he had her bent over in the shower, his hands laying claim to her. To her body. First one finger slipped into her sex and her moist channel gripped that finger. Then he slipped in a second finger and her mouth gasped in pleasure. But her surprise was complete when a finger pressed against her dark hole, her mouth open wide. At first, she was shocked. But this was Marcus. He seemed to make his own rules.

Her hips kept time with his fingers. Moving to match the pace he set. She pressed her hands against the shower wall. Using it for leverage. Her pace led by that man that held her life in his hands. The pressure building inside her.

"Marcus". She whispered his name.
 
"Yes" he asked in a voice thick with list as he stood behind her, letting his fingers own her. He slowly pumped them in and out of her, then he leaned down and latched his lips to her rump, gently bubbling on the soft flesh, kissing and suckling on her round white ass as his fingers owned her

His cock was throbbing with need for her again, but he wasn't done with her, not yet

He twisted his wrist ever so slightly so that he clips work a third
Finger into the mix.

This finger slipped along her lips, to catch her clot. The folds of her sex wrapped the sensitive flesh, but her slick juices coated his fingers, and it was warm silk that slid over her clit. Warm silk that slid into her tight sex and warm silk that slid into her ass

He pulled his lips from her plump ass briefly, gently biting it, then he stood up behind her, letting his stiff coco slide over her ass cheeks as he owned her with the one hand
 
She couldn't speak. She was too busy hanging onto herself. To keep from flying apart. Somehow, she suspected that she was going to lose this battle. His lips latched onto her ass, nibbling on her ass cheek. His finger in her anus was working some kind of magic on her. This was a new feeling for her. It felt wrong and yet right. Plus the finger in her sex. How did he do it? Perhaps her father had done her a favor.

Suddenly, while he pumped steadily into her, he rubbed against her little electric button, as she was starting to call it. She shivered as he bit her round behind before standing to press his cock against her ass.

Magic fingers. He was about ready to shoot her higher than the moon. His manhood hot and throbbing against her. Her head down, her back bowed as she curled into herself, her spine presenting itself like a road map to him. He had left her so close to coming while he had her on the bed that this time he did not have to work hard to push her over that line. Her vocal cry echoed off the tile walls. A sound that he surely recognized. She belonged to him. No doubt about it.
 
He smiled as she cried out. Her entire body was quivering as he finally let go of her

"Now tell me. Do you want my cock?" He asked in a gruff
Voice. He turned the table, and had her body aching to be filled. Did she know it. Did she like it. Did she want it? Would she say it?
 
Now tell me. Do you want my cock?"

She leaned her forehead against the cool tile. He made her feverish. Just being near him made her body hum. And whether she realized it or not, they were from the same streets.

The water beat down on her, coursing down her body. He had awaken a part of her she never knew existed. A part of her now hungry.

She turned to face him, speaking quietly and intensely. She still blushed but she looked him in the eye.

"Yes Marcus, I want your cock."
 
Her wet body slid against his as she turned. And he smiled at the way she said 'cock'

"Good good. I want to show you something" he said with a smile as he looked at her.

He turned her slightly one hand sliding down we back, slipping over the plump swell of her ass. He squeezed it gently, gripping it hungrily

"You have no appreciation for your own curves" he told her. He let his other hand slide up from her belly, slipping over the warm slippery swell of her tit. He smiled as the ample swell of flesh spilled out of his hand. He admired her milky skin, and her pretty pink nipple. Then he let his thumb slide over her nipple as he looked at her

"You have an amazing body, a real womans figure. But you are shy. This is your weapon. It can be used for so much in this world" he told her as he turned her back towards him, feeling her breasts slide against his chest

He slowly pushed her to her knees before him. But he didn't shove his cock into her mouth like before

Instead he took his cock in his hand, and let the swelling head slide over her skin. Over her cheek and her chin. Over her neck and her shoulder. He pulled her higher on her knees, letting the head of his cock tease her nipples


Then he slid his cock between her milky tits. He gently squeezed the flesh together and he began to pump his cock into the valley of her breasts

"This is only one way you can use your body and not be used. It might have helped you with vinny " he said as he eyed her, hips still pumping, cockhead peaking out of her generous bosom with each thrust
 
His hands roamed her wet body, squeezing and rubbing, his fingers strong and warm. His thumb worried with her nipple, making it ache as it hardened. She could feel her sex clench, wanting to grab something not there.

You have an amazing body, a real womans figure. But you are shy. This is your weapon. It can be used for so much in this world

He slowly pushed her to her knees, her body sliding along his body. Wet skin on wet skin. She knew what was next. Or thought she did.

He took his cock in his hand, brushing the head against her face. She opened her mouth, ready. But instead, he let it roam down her body. Pulling her up to sit higher on her knees until he was able to play with her nipples with it. Then slipped it between the two mounds. His hands on either side of her breast, pressing the wet mounds together. Rubbing his cock in and out between the soft skin.

This is only one way you can use your body and not be used. It might have helped you with vinny

She nodded as she watched his member slipping up and down. Watching the slit at the tip leaking fluid. His breath becoming ragged as she understood his words and pressed her own breast together. Hugging his cock with her boobs. In and out it went.

She didn't know why she did it. Up came that weeping eye. Pointing at her. She licked the tip of it, heard his breath. His words bouncing around her head. 'Helped with Vinny'. 'Use her body and not be used'. He was trying to give her power? Showing her how to take control? She was confused. But grateful.
 
He smiled as her own hands came up to her chest, and he let his slip free as she wrapped her tits around his cock

His hips thrust in and out of her cleavage slowly, enjoying every last bit of her full silky tits. Then he groaned as he felt her warm tongue flicked over the head of his cock. The sensitive skin throbbing at the feel of her tongue. She was divine

"You see, curves like yours can be more powerful again a man than a fist or a gun if you know how to use it" he told her with a grin. Then he sighed as he slipped his cock free from her tits, letting the glistening member slide back up her chest

"And you've learned a lot about the way to use your mouth" he said as his cock came up even against her lips, he took her head in his hand, and slowly, but with no compunction for how she wanted it, his cock slipped into her mouth, then the thick head forced its way into her throat as he pulled her all the way down on his cock. Growling he slowly pulled her back off of his cock, smiling down at the gorgeous red head

"But you cannot forget these" he said as he lifted his cock up, giving her access to his full hefty balls.

"Gently lick and suck on them," he told her as the hand on the back of her head pulled her face closer to his heavy balls
 
You see, curves like yours can be more powerful again a man than a fist or a gun if you know how to use it. And you've learned a lot about the way to use your mouth

He had let his cock slide out from between her wet breast, the water beating down on them. Then, in a way that she was becoming used to, grabbed her head and slipped his member in deep, that mushroom shaped head slipping down her throat so she could squeeze it with those muscles. He gave a satisfied sound and pulled himself out of her mouth.

But you cannot forget these

And with that he lifted his manhood up revealing his sac in all its glory.

Gently lick and suck on them

His hand was once again on her head, this time the back, urging her face to be buried deep in the pungent smell of his maleness. Her tongue came out, her rosy tongue licking his heavy balls. She knew that it was useless to resist. And for the time being, it was as if he were teaching her. But for what? To please him? To help him get ahead? Maybe both? Maybe it was just to use something that you have access to. Like riding a bike that you're watching for a friend. Well, she was rapidly becoming a bike with a lot of miles on it.

She followed his direction, licking and sucking where and how he told her to lick and suck. Eventually the water started to cool and she figured it would take the boilers the rest if the night to fill the hot water tanks back up. She was tired when she stood back up and the bed was calling loudly to her to sleep.

She stepped from the shower and dried off. Her fingertips were pruney and she was exhausted and longed for sleep and she left Marcus drying himself in the bathroom while she headed for the bed. First she picked up the dress that lay bunched on the floor where it had slid off her body and draped it over a chair, placing the garter and stockings on top. She pulled back the sheets and slid in, giving a tired sigh as the cool material caressed her nude body.
 
He smiled to himself as she got up and left

Really!!

He was halfway to getting angry, but he realized the bed was a better place for what he was thinking

He stepped out after a moment and wrapped a towel around his waste. He was halfway to the bed when there was a knock on the door

"Who is it!"

"It's me, Janice. My uncle wants you" she called through the door

"Alright rose. You rest while you can." He told her wit a wink. Then he quickly pulled on his pants and a shirt then went to the door

"Where is he?" He asked Janice

"Follow me" she said. And he stepped out, noticing just how much sway she was putting in her hips. The light dress she had put on after the party ended was very light indeed.
 
The knock at the door didn't faze Shannon. She was tired. This was the first party that she had ever been to so she had no idea if this was how parties usually went. The amount of food just sitting around! Incredible and such a waste! She heard him moving around in the bathroom.

She almost didn't hear the knock on the door as she was tired and suspected that after all that 'instruction' in the shower, poor Marcus would be wanting to let off some steam.

She really didn't hear what he or who he was talking to said. She drifted off to sleep.

*****

Janice made a big deal about leading the way, though if her uncle was really waiting for him, he would not have had trouble finding the man. She worked extra hard leading him away from his precious Rose. All she had to do was plant some seeds of doubt in Marcus' head. Intimate that she had seen the girl before. Maybe at some out of the way club that Marcus didn't go to. If she was lucky, he would wander back in and find her 'entertaining friends'. She was sure that the woman must dye her hair. Attention seeking, that was what this Rose was. Had every man practically sniffing around her.

"Uncle Vinny must see you as unexpendable." She stopped and turned to him. She had remembered that he was a breast man. Underneath the cotton dress she wore no underwear. Her dark brown nipples were obvious in the moonlight. Stepping close, she could feel the heat radiating off of him.

"Oh, Marcus, we were good together. Whatever happened? Hmmmmm". She leaned into him, kissing his lips.
 
His mind had been racing, trying to imagine what Vinny needed at this hour. He hadn't even been paying attention to the route they had taken ont the grounds.

Suddenly she had stopped. And he almost walked right over her, but then her lips were on his

He remembered the taste and smell of her, his body responding to hers as she latched onto his lips. The heat of her flooding his veins, his denied member instantly swelling

His hands went to her hips and he pushed her back

"What's are you doing. You left me remember?" He said gruffly. But as he held her back, his eyes drifted to the swell of her breasts, her dark hard nipples plainly visible to him. He locked his lips as he recalled just how great those nipples felt in his mouth.

"He shook his head and brought his eyes back up to hers

"You had your chance. And you moved on" he told her, but he didn't let her go. His body was aching from the torment of rose
 
Janice felt his hands on her hips and she could feel that just maybe she could get him to kick this Rose out and take her back.

What's are you doing. You left me remember?

"I thought you didn't want me any more. But I seem to recall that we had a lot of fun in bed." She saw him glance at her tits.

You had your chance. And you moved on

She leaned in and kissed him. "I'm not wearing any undies. For old times sake? You know, just in case you wanted to reminisce." She smiled, hoping that she had him hooked.

*****

Shannon was sound asleep. She had vaguely heard Marcus say something but it it went in one ear and out the other.
 
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