Hot daze, explorations and suspire.

She was dying now, Tierney thought to herself. Strangely the thought calmed her. She could feel him tearing out her insides. He was so excited. In any other way, with any other man this might have brought her thrills too but not with him destroying her.

Her yelps, crying and screams faded to her own ears. Instead she heard a static noise a sort of buzzing.

He was kissing her as he killed her. Kissing her neck which was corded up against him. He was talking but it sounded like bees singing.

Someone else was here. Maybe it was her father? Some man had come to buzz at her just like the other. One was hugging her. Both of them buzzed. Why were they so faded out? She tried to sigh but it came out a ragged cry that she couldn't really hear. The buzzing was too loud. The droning of that buzz was drowning her in a sea of red. Soon she would be covered by it. Soon she wouldn't hurt as much.

Shh, let it be dark and quiet. Tierney thought. Let me have the succor of death. It's so close. It's so gentle, shh.
 
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She was beautiful. For once in her life Shelly felt beautiful. Her body seemed to be perfect. She knew it wasn’t. She knew she had faults. She knew she was passably pretty but, in his hands Shelly felt as if she were the most precious piece of spun glass that had ever been created. His touch seemed to mold her. It seemed to house her in a velvet blanket that surrounded her with warmth and love.

As his fingers, teeth, tongue showed her how beautiful her body was Shelly thought she was floating in a haze of love and desire. She felt separated from herself. She felt as if she were on a cloud and only the love of the man who was drinking from her could bring her down to Earth again. She didn’t want to come down. She wanted to stay on that high he’d created for her.

Every stroke of his tongue took her higher. She couldn’t breath, the altitude was increasing as the tempo of his ministrations increased. Shelly begged him with the silent words of loving that her hips delivered to him. They rose up. Her back arched. Her mouth lay open. She gasped for air.

“Jacob,” she hissed. “Oh god Jacob,” she moaned. She felt him slide his tongue back and forth. He dipped it into her. Sucked greedily from her pussy. Her clit was pulled between his teeth. “Oh this is wonderful,” she moaned.

Her legs wrapped around his neck and his hands lifted her ass. His mouth devoured her. His face moved up and down, left and right. Soon he was increasing his speed. The thrusts of his tongue drove her to the top of the sky and higher.

Her hands moved to the top of her head. She pulled her hair and screamed his name, “Jacob! Ohhh... God Jacob,” she gasped. Over and over she bucked against him, showering him in her juices. She quivered with passion and her heart swelled with the love inside.

“Oh baby... oh Jacob... I love you too.”

He drank deep her arousal and lifted his face from her. His hands eased her legs from his neck and he slipped them to her side. She felt him place his hands under her arms, lift her from the counter and Shelly opened her passion laced eyes. Her legs wrapped around his waist, his arms locked around her back, and he lowered her onto his hard cock. Her eyes locked with his, she closed them, felt the fullness of his shaft inside her, and then covered his mouth with hers.
 
The doctor had patched them up. A little worse for the wear, but nothing a few stiches and some antibiotics could not handle. The doctor warned him of not fucking her anymore, but it was a passive warning, one he gave many times with the girls he split wide open. It was a little heeded warning that was there only for technicality. The same reason why they have Surgeon General warning's on cigarettes.

Now she slept softly at his side, as he looked down at himself. His cock was large, purple, and seemed to curve at some odd angle. The bandage wrapped around it, and as he took it off revealing the wounded sheath underneath he could not help but admire it.

It was perfect. They truly did fit perfectly, just as he imagined. She touched him in a way no other lover ever could, and he had done the same for her. They were inseperable now, a ying that had found its exact yang.

"Wake up," He cooed in her ear, as he continued to pet her long and delicious hair, "Wake up, my pet. I know you are tired, but there is still much to do."
 
Jake

There seemed to be no end to Stacey’s sexual needs, I was just thrilled I was the one present to help satisfy those needs. I felt myself becoming aroused at the thought of Stacey involved in a threesome and began wondering if there might be just that third person available somewhere close by. I wanted to ask if the threesome had involved a guy and women or two guys, but figured in time that would be revealed without me having to ask. My mind began wandering, visualizing a scene with her and another female, all taking place right here in front of me.

I broke my visual, needing to concentrate on the strawberry Stacey seemed intent on feeding me. I sucked on it, my teeth slowly squeezing the juice free from its textured confines. Stacey’s eyes meeting mine as she watched, seemingly intent on letting my lips provide a show for her.

As the juice ran down my chin, Stacey began squeezing another strawberry, letting the juice leak over her nipple. I finished my first strawberry treat and leaned over her, heading for more. My tongue licked lightly at first, around her breast, tasting the run over juice. Becoming more earnest in my efforts the flat wide part of my tongue raked over her nipple, feeling its hardness and tasting the sweetness of the fruit. Before I could finish I felt her hands on my head, guiding me to her other nipple, sweet juices now running from it.

As my tongue and mouth concentrated on her nipples I felt her hand guide mine down between her legs. Stacey wanted to make sure I realized there was sweet nectar and fruit there too. I had to look up in her eyes and grin. “In time Stacey, in time, I still see a bit of juice here,” I said as my mouth opened over her nipple, sucking and biting all at the same time.

I stopped and looked back up at her, my body half laying over hers. I took a sip of wine and knelt down, feeding it to her mouth. Our tongues tasting a combination of us, the strawberries and the wine. Our lips rubbing and pressing together. Eventually releasing my lips from hers I winked, “Now, let me find that other strawberry, guide me, I’m sure you remember where it is.”
 
Stacey was slick with pre cum, cum, and strawberry juice. Her body was craving him again. She wasn’t sure what had come over her, but she knew she wanted this man fucking her for a long time. She opened her legs, her fingers wrapped tight in his hair and she did as he asked she guided him. First, she pulled his head up to hers for a searing kiss. Their tongues moved around each others. Each one fought for control. She then pulled him away and looked into his eyes. “I want you to clean me up... and don’t miss a drop.”

She pushed him down toward her steaming cunt and watched him lick his way down. “Slow first,” she growled out. “I want you to cover every inch of me.”

His eyes agreed to her wants and desires. She looked down, lifted her hips up and placed her palms under her ass. Her legs were spread wide and she could feel the heat of his mouth hovering over her. She watched his tongue sneak out and flick over the small nub that had swelled enough to peek from between her wet lips. Her eyes glazed as he took a ride down her slit and back up again. He replaced her hands and she placed one palm on her left breast, the other was spreading her pussy open for him.

The fragrance that filled the room was erotic and she felt the juices of her sex roll down her. Her eyes continued to watch him begin an erotic journey over her cunt. He flattened his tongue and cleaned the inner sides of each lip. She felt him lap at her clit, pull it with his teeth, hold it there while petting the flesh with the tip of her tongue. Stacey was on fire. “Oh fuck baby...,” she was slick with juice.

He continued working her pussy slowly, finding every little drop of juice, and grinning when more slipped free of her. “Jake... you can eat that pussy any time you want to.” She arched her back and while he began to dip his tongue into the dark hole of her cunt, she began to tease and rub her clit.
 
Jake

Stacey guided me down letting me know where I might stop to linger and where not to linger. The scent of her sex more intoxicating than the strawberry scent filling the room. My tongue continued to please and tease as I slid a pillow under her, lifting her slightly, allowing my tongue to probe more deeply. Her moans, her hands, her hips all guiding me in various directions.

Cleaning off the juices around her sex, tasting and moaning myself at the delicious flavors mixed together. I could feel my face becoming more slick, the scent filling my nostrils. Soon realizing the juice would continue until the deeper, more intimate, core was attended to in proper fashion. I used my fingers to tease the fold as well as to open her sex wider. I shifted myself bringing my face, well tongue, in more directly above my target. My desire telling me to quickly clean and raise myself up over her, to slid myself in deep again. My body wanting to feel her sex around mine and to stay there for as long as I could. However, Stacey’s moans were telling me she was not going to allow my tongue to slow anytime soon.

I liked and probe, the tip of my tongue finding the more coarse texture of the fruit. I lapped and licked, loosening Stacey even more. My fingers teasing her nub as well as sliding in slightly. My tongue working in deeper, sliding in along side the strawberry, lapping to slide it toward the surface.
 
Stacy felt the difference between the strawberry inside her, the heat of his tongue over her, and the scraping on his finger. She clawed at her nibble and pulled on her clit. She bit down on her lower lip and pressed her pussy higher into the air. She was full of all these needs and wants.

His tongue screwed into her. His fingers worked her like a piano, played music over the slick hot folds of her pussy. She moaned and her head began to thrash back and forth. She could tell he was coaxing the fruit from her cunt and she squeezed tight around his tongue. “Jake... oh fuck baby,” she groaned.

Her lips trembled as her body began that climb to the mountain once more. Her fingers left her breasts and her clit, the pushed into Jake’s hair and she ground her cunt into his face.

Stacey lifted herself up partially. “OHhhh... fuck... ohhh... Jake!” she screamed. “Oh my God!” she screamed.

Her come flowed thick and steady down the walls of her sex until it showered him with the honey and the juice of strawberry. His finger snaked in grasped the now soaked fruit and brought it to his the front and while he sucked on her cunt he let the meaty fruit rest to the side of his mouth. He knew she’d need something to eat when he returned to her parted lips.
 
Jake

It wasn’t long before Stacey was flooding me with more nectar. I had to slow the process of removing the fruit and concentrate on lapping up the juice. As my tongue and mouth caught up with the flow I slowly pulled the fruit from her cave, holding it for later. I continued sucking and lapping all the juice I could.

Looking up at Stacey, seeing her eyes half closed I moved my soaked face up to hers. “Damn, you taste good.” My lips began pressing against hers, slowly sliding the fruit from me to her. Sharing it as we both sucked on it, tasting the fruit as well as her nectar.

My cock now pressed against your wet sex, slowly sliding in as the strawberry slowly slide from my mouth to yours. I let out a moan as I feel envelope by your warmth and wetness. Sliding in slowly but deeply as I feel your hips arch up to meet mine.
 
Stacey felt the warm cock sliding into her slick pussy. Her body was becoming more relaxed and weak, but she wanted to feel this man inside her so she lifted her legs, legs heavy from the amount of play they’d been a party too. She wrapped them around his hips, locking him inside her, and she began moving with him.

Her arousal was one that was calmly sedated. She could tell her body was wearing out, but she knew she wanted to feel him one last time. Clenching her muscles around his cock, she moaned softly. Her fingers moved to his waist and she encouraged him to continue the steady, slow ministrations. She kissed his lip, her tongue tangled with him, and for a moment she felt as if she were the only one that mattered. She let the feeling wash over her and clenched him tighter.

Soon the movements increased. Her breathing was more rapid and her nails dug into his skin. Gone was the desire to move slow and tender. Her body had one charge of power left in it and she was ready to pull the orgasm from her soul if she needed to.

“Jake...,” she whimpered against his neck. “I want to come again for you,” she begged him.
 
It was as if he were being embraced by the finest silk. Her skin so soft, warm, smooth. Save for the two hard points digging so nicely into his chest as he held her tightly. He could still feel her sweet delicious emissions coating his face, falling in sticky drops from his chin and throat. Yet, even that seems to pale before the sweetness of her mouth as it covered his own in a fiery kiss. Lips quivered, danced, as tongues slithered past them, seeking their playmate. Once found, the oral dance became that much more heated, filling with passion, burning with mutual love and desire.

Her legs grasped him about the waist, as slowly, she took him into her body. A groan poured from him into her mouth. This was but the second time he felt her from within, felt her envelope his cock in a scalding, wet, silken sleeve. The first, the pace had been so quick, so fast, he could barely remember the feeling. But now, with this first slow stroke, he concentrated on every nerve of every inch as it slid within. Jacob felt her pulse racing, rippling over his sensitive flesh. He felt the walls of her sex squeezing, whether by reflex or her will, it made no difference in the exquisite sensations.

With Shelly’s arms tight around his neck, his own dipped from her back, forming a seat with his hands that was quickly filled with her firm ass as it was lifted from the counter. Her ankles locked behind him as gravity pulled her down even more, sinking him deeper into her hot belly. Yet, through it all, their mouths never parted. Groans and whimpers of all types were traded back and forth between their kissing lips. Already rivulets of her liquid silk were rolling down his legs as he took several steps back, Shelly still seated upon his hands, until his back collided with the small dining table that still remained set from the previous evening. Dishes rattled, forks and spoons rang loud as they fell to the floor, but non of that was heard by the lovers. All that existed for them was each other, and the heat, pleasure, and love that was growing between them.

Jacob caught her lips between gentle teeth, nibbling it before tugging it tenderly. Letting it go, only to crush his own back upon hers again. The kiss growing even more in depth and desire. His fingers digging into the plump flesh in his hands, while he lifted her slowly, letting them both relish the slick exit of his cock from her vice-like grasp. Again and again, her body try’s to pull him back, as if his throbbing rod were it’s only means of survival. Bit by bit, he pulls free of her sex, only the very end still held by the velvety embrace of her pouting lips. Their lips parted then, yet close together the remained, faces close, the hot breath of the one burning the cheek of the other.

Slowly, very slowly, did he let her again succumb to the pull of gravity, loosening his hold and allowing her to slide back down, her body drawing him once more into the deepest, hottest recesses of her womb.
 
Jake

The urgent need we both felt earlier had now been satisfied. Now, we could fuck slowly and enjoy the small sensations, sensations too minute to feel in our initial banging-away-give-me-a-orgasm-fuck. I knew Stacey was finally about tired out, as was I, but I always needed the last slow fuck before resting. My hips moved slowly, grinding myself into her sex. My hips no longer slapping her skin, rather causing friction between our bodies as they rubbed together. Her pussy was now well spread and extremely slick as if lotion had been applied around my cock. My cock sliding in slowly feeling every inch of her before bottoming out. Slowly beginning the pulling out, feeling the sexual nerve endings tingle even more.

I continued kissing and sucking Stacey’s neck as her hands wandered over my body. Soft moans now replaced the urgent groans of earlier. My tongue sliding into her mouth as slowly as my cock was sliding inside her pussy. My fingers running through her hair.

Our sexual orchestration slowly building in speed and intensity. I didn’t know if I had it left in me, but I was feeling the need to unload one more time inside Stacey’s ever hot and slick pussy. I pulled off her mouth, bending down to her nipples to suck and bite. I heard the familiar whimper, the simple request of hers to have yet one more orgasm. I looked up into her eyes and winked.

I moved into more of a kneeling position and lifted each of her long soft legs onto my shoulders.
My hips began the deep fast thrusting in and out, my cock spearing her with greater intensity, her pussy contracting around me. We worked together to coax yet one more orgasm from our bodies.
 
Stacey’s eyes rolled to the back of her head; her back arched; her breast thrust forward. Her legs rested on his firm shoulders; her ankles locked behind his head as she felt her body clench around him.

“Jake,”she muttered. Stacey knew her body was reaching the climatic high for the last time and she fought to control it, needed and wanted to hold it forever. Soon her sex was throbbing as she lost the battle and came for her lover again. The climax rolled, she screamed, clawed his hard arms, that her fingers had gripped.

Over and over she came for him the intensity of the release mind-numbing. Her pussy ached, her muscles were tight, and she pushed deeper. “Come for me Jake!” she screamed out. “I want your come buried deep inside me. Oh fuck,” she yelled.

Lava flowed thick over her fleshy walls as she milked his cock and clenched her teeth. Her breathing was almost non-existent as she rocked and rolled under his shaft and balls.
 
Jake

I could feel Stacey’s orgasm approaching as quickly as my own. Her body reacting, tensing up, arching, meeting mine as best possible. I rammed myself in deeper as I felt her orgasm releasing juices around my already soaked cock. I cupped her breast as the waves of her orgasm ran through her body, building in intensity before slowly calming down.

No longer able to contain myself, I held onto her legs, my cock pounding away for its release. I groaned and grunted as she became a receptacle for my orgasm. My cock throbbed and jerked as the last of my fluid shot into her.

As our bodies calmed, I released her legs and laid over her, nuzzling into her neck, placing kisses in a soft manner. My breathing taking awhile to return to normal. I pulled myself from her sex and rolled over onto my back. My chest still somewhat heaving as I slid my arm under her, pulling her close to me, still wanting to feel her heat, her softness.
 
Exhaustion crept in and Stacey snuggled into Jake. “Amazing lover,” she whispered, kissed his sweaty chest and rolled over in his arms. They spooned now. Her hand reached to the floor and gathered up one of the tangled sheets. They managed to get it over them and settled back down together.

She took one of his arms and wrapped it around her waist the other served as her pillow. “Wonderful Jake...simply wonderful.”

Stacey was throughly fucked and she loved it. Her whole body was finished for the night, but thoughts of a morning shower danced in her eyes. A long drawn out sigh escaped her lips as her leg tangled with his and she felt the pull of sleep claim her.

If Jake had been able to see her, he’d seen a woman with a very big smile on her face as she slept and allowed the moistness of their erotic evening dry on her skin.
 
"Wake up, my pet. I know you are tired, but there is still much to do." He said this to her while playing with her hair.

Tierney's brain surfaced from the safe cooling darkness. She opened her green eyes trying to get her bearings.

"Alex, just a little longer. I'm so tired." She whined. Taking a deep breath she found his face with her eyes. She tried to pull away from him.

Her face paled. Her eyes flew wide, her pupils contracted to tiny dots. Tierney began to shake her head and pull away.

Her eyes darted around the room verifying the reality of where she was. The memories of what had gone in here before flooded her. I thought I was dying, she remembered. Tierney recalled everything he had done now.

How she wished she was with Alex. Instead she was with a mad man who was killing her by degrees. She froze terrified. There was no right thing to do here. Every avenue lead to pain.

Her breathing was uneven. She was too scared to even do that.
 
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The warmth and tenderness of Stacey's body against mine lulled me to sleep in record time. I don't remember the last time i have felt so satiated, so exhausted. My eyes closed as my head began dreaming of tomorrow, of the excitement yet to come.

Visions of a shower, of breakfast in bed, of coffee and sex on the sunlit balcony. He body rubbing against mine. Yes, sleep would bring back our sexual energy stronger than ever.
 
The two lovers continued to drink from each other, their tongues tangled, fingers gripped and kneaded flesh, their bodies slid and merged as one. Shelly was over-come with desire. Her legs relaxed only enough to lift her hips and then they would tighten as he drove her back down onto his cock. They stumbled to the table, dishes broke, glass was left shattered on the floor. She felt the cold door of the refrigerator against her back as Jacob pushed her against it.

“Oh baby,”she muttered into his neck, squeezing her muscles around him. Her body hummed with pleasure as they fucked. Though it was between lovers, two people that thought the world of each other, this time it was pure heat and hunger that drove them to their climaxes. The sweat was pouring down their bodies and she could smell the scent of them, each one pulling and begging for more, neither wanting to end the torments that were playing on there skin.

Her arms wrapped around his neck and she held onto him as if he was everything she needed to survive. “Jacob... I love you,” she growled in his ear. She was slick with juice and he continued to drive into her. His cock slipped in deeper with every thrust, her fingers pulled at his hair. She forced his head back, exposed his neck, and bit his flesh.

Shelly marked her lover, claiming him as hers and the felt the climatic high reach its peak. She erupted over him, rode his cock, and sucked on the skin of his neck as she welcomed each wave of passion and heat. “Ohhh...,” she cried out, releasing his skin to throw her head back and give him her body to own.
 
"Shhhh... shhhh," He held her close, cradling her in his arms. He knew she came back to him, slowly but surely. It was a rare thing to see them come back. After the first time they usually turned catatonic, foaming at the mouth, or screaming for hours on end. He expected something of that from her. She went through hell and back, and now stood on the other side with him, still here, still with him, still ready to please him.

"I know... I know, but it's over now. That is all done. It's just you and me," He rocked her back and forth. He was comforting her, just like she was his lover. She was now, carrying his intimacy with him, holding him, helping him. There was nothing they would not share together now. Nothing. They had each other's blood running through their veins. It was more than fate. Fate was irrelavent, this was perfection.

"I have clothes for you, and a bath waiting. With pink bubbles and rose petals, just like you prefer. I thought perhaps we could go outside today. It has been so grueling keeping up in here, stuffy and mean. We will go out and enjoy the sunshine. I would most prefer that. How about you, my love?"
 
"I have clothes for you, and a bath waiting. With pink bubbles and rose petals, just like you prefer. I thought perhaps we could go outside today. It has been so grueling keeping up in here, stuffy and mean. We will go out and enjoy the sunshine. I would most prefer that. How about you, my love?" He told her. All the while he held her close and rocked her like a baby.

Slowly she began to breathe normally again. Her head canted as if she didn't understand him.

"Clothes?" She said faintly. How long had it been since she'd had clothes on, days, weeks, an eternity in hell? A bath sounded like heaven. He knew how she liked them too. He knew too much about her. What did she really know about him. Sunshine? That too sounded wonderful.

"Yes. I would like that." Tierney said. Her voice was low and as if she were afraid of being tricked or hurt again. Everything is a trick with him. Everything goes wrong. Could he really mean all this? Would he give her a bath? Would he give her clothes and let her go outside really? It's strange how hope continues long after all indicators of it have been extinguished, she thought. Where is Alex now? Will he ever come for me? Will this time with a mad man ever come to an end? She had no answers. She only had the questions and the tattered remains of her hope.
 
Jake

I woke up to the sound of the hotel room door closing. I glanced around the room, at first startled, concerned, until I saw the carafe of coffee and assorted breakfast food on the table. I thought it a bit odd someone would have entered the room like that, but then remembered Stacey worked here and most everyone knew her. Someone must have realized we would need nourishment as soon as we began to stir.

I looked back at Stacey, her body so relaxed as she slept. I wondered how many times various hotel employees had gotten quite a nice view of her while delivering breakfast. I smile at the thought, as I slipped my arm out from under her. My movement making her stir as she rolled over onto her stomach. Oh man, she shouldn’t have done that I thought to myself. Now I was in a predicament as to what to do next. Should I lean over and began slowly ravaging her sexy body, or should I be a gentleman, take my coffee, head out to the balcony and let her sleep.

As I slide the sheet lower off Stacey’s body I found myself very aroused. I told myself, “Cool it stud, you hardly know this lady, not all of them like to be awaken with wet kisses on the back and a hard cock poking there ass.” I laid there, my fingers softly running over her body, my eyes delighted in the view. Again speaking to myself, “Fuck it, the way she attacked me last night, she deserves to be woken up.”

I shifted my body to lay half over her, my one hand rubbing her soft shoulder, my hardness nudging her ass cheek. I lowered my mouth to her neck, brushing the hair away as I began planting slow wet kisses, tasting the skin that was on fire not so many hours ago.
 
Stacey purred quietly, her body began to stretch, her legs, her ankles, her torso. She sighed, “Mmm... good morning.” She felt the warm, wet kisses on her neck. The promising cock pressed against her side and her mind brought to surface the lover from last night. She felt the arousal in her growing and she smiled into the pillow. “Hungry?” she asked.

She rolled over, her back arched as she stretched. Her breasts lifted up and she finally opened her eyes. She looked at the man above her. The blankets a tangle around her feet. She moved slowly like a cat stretching after a long sleep.

“What’s on the menu?” she asked, her fingers trailed down his arm, then back up again. Her eyes devoured his face and she grinned wickedly. Her fingers moved back to his head and pulled him down to kiss her. Her tongue swept inside his mouth and she stroked it back and forth.
 
Her skin was aflame, burning with heat wherever it touched his own. He held her tightly as he pressed her against the fridge. His body was speaking for him now, and what it said was that it craved her flesh, hungered for her touch, her scent, everything about her. And this appetite he sounded with a deep throated growl when he felt her teeth sink into his neck.

“Grrrrr….Shelly!” The pinch of her bite sent shivers of delight through his limbs.

She came then, shivering, grinding herself harder onto his cock.

Pulling away from the fridge, he turned, taking several strides, before letting them both fall back upon the bed. Yet, as she was lowered to the bed, never did he leave her body. Deep and warm his cock was within her, and wished to stay that way. Already, glistening trails of her sweet fluids crisscrossed his legs, running down to his feet.

“I love you, Shelly.” Pulling her legs around his waist, Jacob laid over her, pressing tight to her. Her round full breasts digging their rock hard nipples into his chest. As his lips found hers once again, his waist continued its back and forth motion, plowing slowly and deeply into her belly. More and more, he felt that this was where he belonged, with her. As if his very being was at last complete. Pulling away from her lips, he looked into the soft blue of her eyes. He knew his face was grimacing from the intense sensations as their bodies joined, again and again. Yet, he kept his eyes steady, never wanting to lose the connection. He reached up, combing his fingers through her sweat soaked hair.

“Shelly….” Was all he could manage as his body shook. It was demanding more. More pleasure, more friction. Just barely under his conscious control, the muscles of his legs and ass flexed strongly, increasing the pace. Deeper and harder. He groaned at the still growing speed. When it became almost too much, he would stop, his cock lost within her. He then would rock his hips, causing the tip inside to trace tiny circles against the sex soaked walls of her pussy. Only when his flesh had calmed, would he resume the furious pace he had begun to set.

Many times he did this, wanting to give her all the pleasure he could. It was also a wondrous sight to watch her orgasms rip through her, body and soul. Her quivering as it first began, turning to shivering, then quaking. Before long becoming something akin to an epileptic fit, accompanied by the sweetest of screams, as if she was trying to yell her joy to the gods themselves. The best though were her eyes at those moments. Many times he begged Shelly to look at him as she came. When she did, it was almost as if he experienced her pleasures along with her. Her eyes would glaze, seeming to look right through him. But this lasted for but a moment, for then they locked upon his, and he could see the ecstasy she was feeling course through those heavenly eyes like lightening strikes.

One such strike was happening right then. Jacob held her tight as she shook, tiny whimpers escaping her lips. While within, she squeezed upon him like an iron vice. Waves of muscular motion tried pulling him even further into her depths. But this wasn’t possible. Already he had felt the firm smooth flesh of her cervix as the bulbous head of his cock brushed over it. He could go no further, nor did he wish to hit such a very sensitive place much harder.

But, all this mattered very little, for his own release was suddenly almost upon him. Thinking so much of how she was enjoying this beautiful moment, he had allowed his own pleasures to build to where there was no return. All he could do was wrap his arms about her, holding her close, while he hammered away, harder and faster then before. Lips came together almost like a collision, mouths wide, teeth clacking and tongues out of control as they tasted and teased.

It was then upon him.

“Shelly……..baby……..I…Love….YouuuAhhhhhh!!” Searing sweet agony flared in his groin, spreading to every limb as his balls squeezed. And, as he pushed his cock as far as it would go, tip pressed tight against the delicate wall of her cervix, so did a virtual torrent of sperm stream from the slit at the end. His entire being convulsed time and again, each time following another ribbon of cum as it was sent splashing into her deepest depths. His hands clawed at the bed sheets, balling them in his fists, but his eyes were open the entire time, staring into hers, wanting Shelly to see the great pleasure she was giving to him

He never thought it would end, he thought that he would become dehydrated from all the fluid he was pouring into her. But, eventually, his arms turned to rubber; shaking as he fell to her side. His breathing was haggard and uneven. His heart felt as it were about to pound through his chest. Long tresses of his black hair were plastered to his face by sweat. Yet, he felt more at peace then at any other moment in his life. It was not the sex, the pleasures, nor the sensations that made him feel this way.

He knew what did, however.

Gently his arms went to wrap around Shelly’s waist. With his slowly wilting flesh still buried within her, he pulled her body close. Slick with sweat, she slide against him, but he held onto her. When her face was level with his, his lips went to hers, the kiss soft and sweet.

“I love you, Shelly.”

Yes, it was her. She was the reason for his peace at heart. Not her body, not the ways she could use it for his pleasures. Just her. Her presence, her warmth, her heart. Those were all he needed of her to feel at peace.

This last thought was what followed him as, once again, sleep found him. He didn’t know if she would follow him there as well, and, for a moment, he felt guilty for falling asleep. Yet his body gave him little choice in the matter.

So, sleep he did. A very sweet happy sleep, for he knew that in his arms, with her hands upon his chest, was the woman he loved.
 
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All in the power of foreplay...

The tropical breeze stirred the curtains that covered the window above Jacob’s bed, its warm touch kissed the two lovers that lay entwined in each others arms. Shelly was the first to feel the rays of the sun touch her face. She squinted from its brilliance and snuggled back into Jacob’s arms.

An hour passed and she found herself awake once more. A hard cock was pressed against her sex and she grinned. Her tongue slipped out to moisten her lips and she slowly eased from her lover’s arms. She would move only a fraction at a time, making sure he never woke. He didn’t stir. His breathing stayed the same, she watched his REM and knew he was still in some kind of dream. His eyes moving under the lids.

She carefully edged the tangled sheet from his body, a half an inch at a time, until only his feet were covered. Her eyes gazed upon the morning erection that was standing stiff and proud for her. Shelly ran a finger along the inside of his right thigh. A gentle, gliding caress that traveled to his velvet package. Her hand palmed his balls and she knew he’d finally awoken. “Good morning,” she whispered as she licked the left marble. She angled her head and grinned up at him, winked, and licked him again.

Jacob groaned, but lay there allowing her to work her magic upon him. She teased one ball with her fingers, the other with her tongue as she watched the hunger grow in his eyes. The curtain billows in the wind and it caught her attention for a moment. “Mmm..,” she grinned. “Wait here,” she tells him.

Shelly slid from the bed, moved to the window, and pulled the two curtain ties away. The curtain fell completely over the warm glass. She can feel his eyes on her and she smiled down on his naked form. Her eyes ran to his cock and she bent down, placing a kiss upon the warm rod. “Does that happen often,” she winked.

She sat down beside him and he offered her his arm. Jacob wasn’t a fool he knew what she was doing the moment she grabbed the curtain tie backs. The soft linen was wrapped around his wrist and she tied it to the post on the headboard of the bed. The second wrist met the same fate and she lowered her mouth to give her lover a proper good morning kiss.

Their tongues met and tangled with each others, each one stroked, and danced with the other. There was a slight tug on the ties and she grinned against his lips. “Come on babe, you didn’t think I couldn’t make a proper knot did you?” She winked and left the bed.

Shelly moved around the room, opening draws and searching for what she wanted, he asked her what she was looking for, she finally found it inside a closet. “I bet you don’t wear these unless its for a funeral or a wedding.” She laughed and yanked three ties from the only three suits in the closet. They looked outdated but she didn’t care.

A smirk rose on her face as she advanced toward him. “You snore,” she said. “Kept me up all night,” she grinned. “Now... I need peace and quiet, so...,” she straddle his hips and soon his cock was jerking from the close proximity her pussy was to the head of his swollen shaft. “I want to play this morning Jacob,” she told him.

Jacob was most agreeable. He lifted his head and soon one tie was covering his mouth. “Mmm... a quiet lover,” she smiled and left him once again.

She then tied both ankles down. “Lovely... a more than aroused lover too.”

“Be right back. Don’t go anywhere,” Shelly told him. She left the room and returned a few minutes later. She grinned back at him, but said nothing as the ice clanked around in the cereal bowl.

He jerked either from excitement or despair over the thought of freezing, she couldn’t tell which, but she didn’t mind, she only smiled and placed the bowl on the bed. “Now... if memory recalls... you said you loved me several times last night, fucked me so hard that I couldn’t even respond. Made love to me in all sorts of naughty ways and by the time we were done last night... I was exhausted. Unable to move or let alone try and show you my appreciation, so... that is what this morning is all about. Appreciation. I’m going to show you how much last night meant to me... since I didn’t get a chance to tell you.”

Shelly wondered if her lover thought he was in Heaven or in Hell. He was however going to reach Heaven sometime this morning, several times if Shelly had her way. She took one ice cube and placed it on his stomach, just an inch above his stretched cock. “Your only job this morning Jacob is to remain still so that lovely little cube doesn’t fall.”

Her eyes had become a deeper green, one that was arousing and yet very controlling. She’d never been with a lover that she felt she could do this to. Usually she was on the opposite end and most often it was with a ‘client’ not a lover and never had it been with a man she loved.

“I love you too Jacob,” she told him and then she got down to work. As Jacob lay as still as he could, the ice melting slowly over his hot skin, the water slowly ran ripples down the chiseled muscles, he felt the warm mouth begin to press kisses against the inside of his right ankle.

Shelly had moved to the end of the bed and bent down so her hair fell loose over her face. One hand rested on the bed, while the other trailed up and down his bound right leg. Her tongue flicked out and she traced the hard bone of his foot, before slowly licking up the firm calf muscle. She felt the hard meat flex under her tongue as Jacob moved his leg just a little. “Careful.. I will be thirsty later and I will want that ice cube later.”

He stilled. She continued.

Her tongue traveled to his right knee. She bit the skin beneath her mouth, sucked hungrily from him, and grinned when he jerked. “Careful,” she whispered and increased her play. Her fingers moved to his inner thigh, light fingernail caresses made their way up to his hip. They danced over his skin, like a feather would. Her mouth traveled the same path and she nipped at the skin that covered his firm thigh and hip.

She sighed in pleasure as her mouth accepted a drop of the cold water that had streamed down his body. She pulled a second cube from the bowl and popped it in her mouth, knowing he could see her. “Thirsty?” she asked. She took the partially melted cube and slipped up his body. It was small now and she placed a finger over the gang, “Not a peep,” she told him. He glared with lust, but nodded his head yes. Shelly pulled the gag away and he opened his mouth. She gave him the small cube and watched him chew it, then she covered his mouth again. “Couldn’t let you choke,” she said through the cube that was still in her mouth.

She slipped back down his body and took a fresh cube from the bowl. She placed back where the first one had been. Shelly then took her position at the end of the bed and worked her way from his left ankle to his left thigh. Jacob could feel the cold tongue licking their way up his body and he knew he still had to keep the cube on his stomach for her.

When Shelly reached his sex, the cube she had was melted. “Bummer,” she muttered, but soon her mouth picked up the one on his stomach. Her eyes looked at his and she smiled. “Good job babe,” she told him. “A reward.”

She slipped up, stretched her body over his and released on hand. “Don’t take off the gag baby,” she whispered in his ear. She felt his free hand grab her hair and bring her to his face. Her eyes looked into his and she shivered. It wasn’t fear that caused her to shake it was the hunger she saw. She was making this man wait and when she finally released him she knew she would be in trouble. Shelly’s sex pulsated as she realized the extent of control she’d placed on the animal beneath her.

He released her hair and she leaned back. “When I’m done... ravish me,” she told him. She wanted the caged animal unlocked. When she was finished with him, she wanted marked, and owned by him.

She slid back down his body to begin the torment that the melting ice cube in her mouth would create. She locked the watery cube between her teeth and trailed the tip from the swollen head of his cock to the base, making sure to travel up and down in order to cover every extended vein.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jacob grip the sheet underneath him. She increased the level of play by sweeping the frozen tip over his balls and then back again. She covered his testicles with the cold water and watched his shaft lose some of its power. She didn’t mind though. The whole idea was to make the morning last longer... morning wood was quick to come and she didn’t want that. She wanted him growing in her mouth.

As she lavished his balls the cube became almost non-existent, soon it was and she swallowed it cold juices. Without waiting she opened her mouth and began to heat up the cold sac that housed the twin spheres her tongue was stroking. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of swallowing cold water and then warm as her saliva heated his jewels.

She sucked firmly and then licked and pressed the tiny marbles together and apart as she fucked his balls. Shelly popped one out, then another, only to be greedy and suck them in again. He could feel her teeth grazing the spheres as she pushed them against their pearly surface. She felt his hand in her hair and she smiled. “Your cock is hard again. Reward,” she whispered. She reached down and released his left ankle.

“Don’t come baby,” she told him. Her mouth moved over his hot shaft, the cool droplets she’d caressed it with had evaporated, leaving in its place a swollen dick. She opened her mouth and breathed hot air over the entire shaft, before taking the head into the hot cavern. Her tongue circled the tip and she smiled when she felt his leg slid up over hers, slowly caressing him. Her hair was soon tangled in his one free hand and she released his cock, turned her head and kissed his arm.

She purred into him and then returned to his shaft. Her hand lifted the firm muscle and held it for her. She inspected it throughly with her tongue. Stroking it up and down several times before sliding it into her mouth. She sucked hard on the massive cock, until she had it down her throat where she constricted her muscles and was soon moving up and down, each return trip only pleasing him more as she deep-throated him.

She felt his fingers tightened and she knew he’d come soon, if she didn’t stop. She pulled away from his cock and sat between his thighs. “Good job... reward,” she said. Her voice was thick with hunger. She released his other ankle.

Shelly then went back to his cock. This time she took it in her mouth slowly. She inched her way on it and off it again. Her fingers toyed with his balls, kneading and pressing them. One hand came up and met his free hand. They interlocked their fingers while she made love to the hard cock. She smelled his scent and fought a battle to not increase her torture. When he gripped harder on her fingers she left his cock again.

“Reward,” she gasped. Her body raging with desire. She looked up at him and removed the gag from his mouth. She kissed him hard, her tongue battling with his, he pushed her deeper into his lips. His fingers pulling at her hair as the kiss grew thick with lust. Shelly pulled herself away and freed his last binding. Then with one hand and with great speed she lifted his cock up and slammed her pussy down hard on it.

“Now Jacob... payback,” she growled.
 
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Jake

“Damn Stacey, you’re even sexy in the morning.” I said with a smile, watching her sexy body roll over before my eyes, stretching either to wake up or to tease me more. As she pulled me down for a kiss my mind was imagining feeding her my thick cock as I knelt over her. I let her mouth explore before pulling away, looking into her eyes, “Breakfast has been delivered for us, but we can get to that later.”

I slide my body up hers, letting my hard cock graze her. Kneeling over her I took hold of myself, rubbing my cock along her neck and then up over her lips. “Let’s not tease Stacey, open those gorgeous lips and let me feed you.” As she slowly opened for me I slide inside, feeling her wetness. My hand reaching back gliding over her nipples, flicking them, pinching them. The head of my cock felt the opening of her throat as my hand felt the warmth between her legs. “Oh yea suck me Stacey, work you magic on my cock.” I moaned.
 
Stacey’s tongue moved over the swollen shaft that was suddenly placed in her eager mouth. Her pussy felt the heat of his palm against her cool, wet, skin. She purred and lifted her hips, hungry for more of his touch as well as his dick. Her tongue moved up and down the hard skin-stretched rod. She licked and pulled on the sensitive muscle. One hand wrapped around his balls. She rolled them between her fingers and made them separate and bunch together as she stoked his ass with her other hand.

She angled her mouth so she could take his cock in deeper. The head slipped over the roof of her mouth and she liked the new sensation that tingled inside the hot cavern. She knew her pussy was becoming more heated and slick with juice. Her hand dipped down and gathered fingers full of the heated silk, moving her lover’s hand for only a minute.

As she fucked his cock, her juice covered fingers moved to Jake’s ass. She left his balls to wrap her arms around him. One hand opened the cheeks of his firm muscles and her cunt juiced fingers moved to play with his anus. She smeared the cream liquid over the tight entrance, increased her ministrations on his cock, as she slipped one finger into the tight hole.
 
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