Thrown Together (Closed for Opensesame54321)

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He whispered it and she almost didn't hear the number. His mouth was back on hers, his tongue scraping and drawing along hers. In fact, she felt his tongue caress her while his cock was starting to get even deeper into her, and Matthew suddenly picked up a little twist at the end of his slide into her. A smile flitted around her lips as she looked deep in his eyes. His hand on her breast was a definite welcome and in reciprocal fashion, she began to lightly run her fingernails down his back.

His cock was definitely causing a ripple inside her and she pulled his face down to hers again, nuzzling against his cheek. In his ear she gave a throaty laugh, sucking on his earlobe and nibbling it.

"4"

 

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Vanessa's fingers running up and down his back shot shivers up and down Matthew's spine. His whole body was beginning to tingle with arousal.

4

Matthew's first response to Vanessa's "4" was to simultaneously re-initiate their tongue-kissing, but this time with more pressure and urgency, and to squeeze hard the breast that he was holding. Next, he began to slide in and out of her more quickly, generating a noticeable increase in speed. He continued to twist his hips at the end of his stroke, causing his cock to slide from side-to-side in Vanessa's pussy, in addition to the in and out motion.

Matthew's breath was growing shorter and he could feel his cock beginning to swell. He just about had the "5" out of his mouth when a thought exploded into his mind, as it burst through his lips.

"3"

 

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"Ahhhhhhhhh" Vanessa groaned as her whole body shivered. His cock slowed and she felt the hairs on her body stand up. "Oh my, you're so evil." She felt her nipples pucker, and she went back to sucking his earlobe. With her tongue she licked his neck and nibbled it. Her hands massaged his buttock, and his muscles of his ass flexed under her fingers with his controlled fuck.

"4"

 

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Matthew began to regret his clever move almost as soon as he had made it. He correctly guessed that this would send a shock through Vanessa - upping the tension in the game - but he underestimated his own ability to keep his own arousal under control.

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Matthew tried, as much as possible, to reproduce the movements that he had been making under the previous "4" condition. He realized that he was probably moving somewhat faster. His control was slipping away, and he knew it. He still had enough control, although barely, for yet one more tease to Vanessa.

Breaking the tongue-kissing that he had re-initiated, Matthew looked Vanessa straight in the eye and wheezed through his shortening breaths, "There's one more small rule that I forgot to tell you about. If the couple is in the missionary position, as we are now, when they get to level 5, the girl has to start to buck her hips." He tried to smile at this tease, but the sexual tension was too great to permit a soft feature. "Of course," he wheezed, "we don't have to go up another level for a while."

As he finished his last comment, Matthew's thrusting produced a shock wave through his body, causing him to blurt out loudly, "Oh fuck! 5! 5!"

 

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She teased him. "55? I don't believe I can fuck that hard."

She slowly began to buck her hips - a slow undulation. "Nothing was said about how hard or fast." There was a delightful wickedness in her smile. She ran the back of a fingernail up his abdomen, trailing along his chest to draw a circle around his left nipple. Slowly up and down she danced on his cock as it rubbed in and out of that warm tunnel.

Suddenly, she grinned at him as her hips gave a quick jerk and she mouthed the word.

"6"

 

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...as her hips gave a quick jerk and she mouthed the word: "6".

That just about did it for Matthew. He had little control left, and his libido was overflowing. He responded to the quick jerk of Vanessa's hips with a quick answering thrust of his own, as he hissed, "You want '6', baby, you got it." He continued the pace thrusting in and out of her warm, welcoming pussy with the same speed that he had started with his first quick push.

After a minute or so of thrusting, Matthew growled, "So, girl, let's see if you got any more." With that comment, he slammed into her as he said " 7".

 

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So, girl, let's see if you got any more." With that comment, he slammed into her as he said " 7"

At the slam of his hips, her head flew back as she arched, her mouth wide open and a growl sounding her passion. Her internal muscles gripped hard his shaft, squeezing tight that turgid muscle pumping deep into her hot center. Her hips thrust hard against his and she could hear the sounds their wet sex made against each other.

She concentrated on just making it to the next step. Wrapping her legs around his legs, she started trying to run her foot up the back of his leg.

As she bit her lip, she turned her head to face him. She slammed her hips against his, sounding almost like a slap as she yelled "8" and promptly climaxed with a scream, her body shaking as she covered his cock with her sweet cream.

 

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...slammed her hips against his, sounding almost like a slap as she yelled "8" and promptly climaxed with a scream

Remarkably, Matthew didn't cum when Vanessa slammed her hips into him and yelled "8", but it was very close. He had already been clenching his teeth just before that. As Vanessa's body shook with her orgasm he made one last, huge thrust into her, driving her hips deep down into the mattress, and causing Matthew to explode violently inside of her. He let out a yell that matched hers, but his yell was "Yes!!". He was done, his body heaving and twitching, all the time banded tightly to hers by the hold of Vannesa's legs on him.

As Matthew began to regain at least a little conscious control, a funny thought ran through his mind. "Another first with Vanessa!" He and his old girlfriend had played this game several times; they had never made it past 7.

 

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She gave him a sweet kiss - she hated to feel him pull away from her. Vanessa was totally drained after their little "game". They had run a little over their 30 minute time window, and she knew that Matthew was in a much tighter schedule than she was. Her car had been left this whole time in the parking lot across the street. When they walked over to eat, she could just take her bags over and leave straight from Hank's. And in a couple of weeks, if he still wanted to see her, then all the better.

Finally dragging her sorry butt out of the bed, she knew it was time for this magical weekend to end. Once she returned to the city, one of the first things to do was turn the car. And pay the late fee. Not looking forward to that, she thought.

She headed to the bathroom to quickly clean up and get dressed. Once she came out, she finished gathering her stuff up and packing. She knew that that money was in his stuff. It made her feel less like a moocher to pay her way.

 

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Vanessa's sweet kiss again revealed to Daniel the fact that their so-far brief relationship had more than just one aspect, at least to some degree. He realized that when he returned home in addition to missing their hot sex, he would miss seeing Vanessa as a companion. He was, after all, a bit lonely much of the time.

Matthew quickly packed up, and he and Vanessa hurried off to throw stuff in their respective cars and head off to breakfast at Hank's. He wasn't quite as hungry as yesterday; he chose a simple bowl of oatmeal downed with a couple of cups of coffee. He never imagined anything other than paying for both of them; he did so automatically.

Matthew would have liked to linger, but he knew that he could not and still get home in time to change and get to class. As soon as the waitress returned his charge card, he took Vanessa by the hand and led her to the parking lot. Standing at his car Matthew laid his arms across Vanessa's shoulders and gave her the same type of sweet kiss that she had given him earlier. "I'm going to call you either tomorrow or the next day, or you can call me. Because I often work at home until bedtime, 10:00 or 11:00 pm would be best for me. I'm looking forward to your visit, but, as I told you, given my work schedule it couldn't be for at least two weeks."

Matthew pulled Vanessa in for a whole-body hug, kissed her again briefly, dropped his arms, softly said, "Goodbye", got into his car, waved goodbye, and drove away.

 

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At Hanks, she had a bagel and cream cheese with a big glass of orange juice. It was a quick meal, the last one for a while.

All too soon, they were heading back over to his car. He hugged and kissed her one last time with the promise of having her visit in a couple of weeks, before climbing in his car and waving as he drove off down the road.

She climbed into the tin can and drove off towards NYC. It was a hard drive. Once she was in the city, she turned in the car. The rental and the late fee costs a pretty penny. If it had not been for meeting Matthew, it would have been a total waste of a weekend. But he had made it worthwhile.

She took a cab home, and by the time she got into her apartment, the workday was over. She would go in tomorrow but she suspected that they would fire her for missing work. It wasn't the greatest job anyway.

She missed Matthew. Her apartment seemed so cold and quiet. Everything on tv reminded her of him. Her bed was cold and lonely and she wished she was with him, being held in his arms, being made love to. The next couple of weeks were going to be really hard.

 

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Matthew barely got home in time to shower, change and get to class. Driving along he smiled frequently, thinking of all of the great sex he and Vanessa had had in just a couple of days.

The first few days after his return were really difficult. The dean jumped down his throat for his absence that caused disruption in the teaching schedule. He was behind in his course prep, and he was behind on his research. The private foundation that was funding his research expected a report or at least an update real soon.

Because of all of this stress Matthew had drug himself to bed for three nights in a row, falling down on the sheets and practically passing out. He didn't have time to call Vanessa, although he thought of her often. On his fourth night back things had settled down at least some. After his nightly work was all done, Matthew made himself a cup of tea, took it and a good book to bed, propped himself up and started to read. It was heaven to finally unwind, but as he tried to read his thoughts kept returning to Vanessa. He had told her that he would call her, but he hadn't.

Laying his book aside, Matthew looked at the time on his phone - 10:30, late, but probably not past Vanessa's bedtime, he reasoned. Sipping his tea, he punched in her numbers and waited for a response. As the phone rang a few times Matthew realized that he was becoming aroused with an erection in progress. No sooner had he discovered this than he heard her familiar voice saying Hello.

 

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Vanessa had made it in to work the next day.

"You were informed when you asked for the time off that you could take it, but you had to be back to work when agreed upon."

"But I had no choice. The rains caused flooding and there was a whole group of strangers that were stranded there. We couldn't leave until they opened the roads."

"I'm sorry. But that is your problem. Your things were packed and your job has already been given to someone more reliable." The HR head buzzed his secretary. "Please make sure to give Miss Vanguard her property when she leaves." The man opened her file and handed her an envelope. "This is your final paycheck. Please sign here that you have received it and that I gave you your exit interview."

Vanessa had nothing else she could do. Within 15 minutes she was on the street, an envelope in her purse and a box of "stuff" under her arm. She deposited the check and headed home.

The next couple of days were spent buying a paper and sending out resumes. She signed up with a temporary agency, but so far nothing, whether temp or full time.

She really missed Matthew and hoped he was faring better than she. She didn't want to call him and sound pathetic. Besides, he was probably busy with work. Or maybe now that there was space between them, he could have lost interest in her, maybe found himself a young, cute student.

Four nights after getting home, her phone rang. She looked at her phone. Matthew! Her stomach did a flip.

"Hello, Matthew. I'm glad you called. I hope that you have gotten caught up with life." She was determined to be upbeat. "Did your students miss you?"

 

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Hello, Matthew. I'm glad you called. I hope that you have gotten caught up with life." She was determined to be upbeat. "Did your students miss you?

Hearing Vanessa Vanguard's voice had two immediate effects on Matthew: (1) he felt a warm feeling wash over him, causing a smile to spread across his face, and (2) his budding erection became suddenly full.

Matthew answered her questions before going on to anything else. "Well...I'm glad that you're glad that I called. I said that I would. I'm only sorry that I didn't call sooner. And...that's part of the answer to have I got caught up. Yes, I have, but I did so by burning the candle at both ends; hence, my lack of calling you. As for the students in my class missing me - nah, they didn't. One of them even went on and on about how cool the substitute was!"

Having responded to her queries, Matthew launched a couple of his own. And it wasn't just small talk. He actually cared. "So...how has your return to the Big Apple? You know, work, friends, etc.?

Matthew had focused enough on answering Vanessa's questions and getting out his own that he hadn't paid much attention to anything else. As he awaited the response from her, he was surprised to realize that he had moved his hand that wasn't holding his cell phone down toward his crotch, where it was now laying squarely on the bulge in his BVDs.

 

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It sounded like Matthew was super busy.

As for the students in my class missing me - nah, they didn't. One of them even went on and on about how cool the substitute was!

"Too bad you couldn't say something like 'I'm glad you had a cool substitute. I had sex the entire time.'" She laughed.

She didn't know if she should let him know exactly what she was wearing at the moment. She was laying on the bed wearing nothing. Her hands were tweaking her nipples while she talked with him. She could feel her body throbbing just listening to his voice.

So...how has your return to the Big Apple? You know, work, friends, etc.?

She didn't want to sound pathetic. But she didn't want to lie either.

"Well, my boss wasn't real happy with me missing work. So I'm pounding the pavement. I've signed with a temp agency so I should be able to work with them until I find a perm job."

"I've missed you. I had lunch with a friend of mine. We tried a new Italian spot. They have really good lasagna."

She slid it in not knowing if he would notice, or even care. Or would it scare him off.

 

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As Matthew listened to Vanessa two very different trends of thought slid through his mind. First, he realized with some concern and sadness, that things were not going very well for her. She was trying to put on a good front, but it was clear that she needed support. He knew that he couldn't get enough free time for at least another week - and probably more - to properly host her for a weekend or more. He could, however, he thought, be at least a little supportive on the phone and try to raise her spirits.

The fact that Vanessa said that she missed him raised a little worry for Matthew, but not much; in fact, he realized that he missed her some as well.

The second thought that flowed through Matthew's brain simultaneously with the first one was that hearing Vanessa's voice summoned up images that made him hornier by the minute. The bulge in his BVDs upon which his hand was resting was getting steadily larger.

Matthew wasn't great at knowing what to say to people in distress, but he tried his best and reassured Vanessa that her job-hunting efforts would pay off soon. He also assured her that he wanted to invite her to come and visit for a weekend or, hopefully, a bit longer, but that he couldn't issue an invitation at least for a week or so. He promised, however, to call her occasionally and indicated that he would welcome a call from her at anytime.

Matthew decided to turn the conversation in a more fun direction. After giving his promises to Vanessa he said, "So...enough of the serious stuff. Life is short. So, tell me - if I could somehow magically appear right now in your room, what would I see?"

 

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Vanessa was so happy to hear from him. It was surprising just how much her day brightened just hearing his voice.

So...enough of the serious stuff. Life is short. So, tell me - if I could somehow magically appear right now in your room, what would I see?

She smiled. "I don't know if I should tell you just what you would see. You might think that I was naughty." She started writhing at the thought of him. "I'm on my bed. My nipples were feeling a bit neglected so I started playing with them. You know, pinching them." She hesitated before continuing. "Oh, and I don't have any clothes on."

"What's about you? What would I see in your room?"

 

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Vanessa's description of herself laying naked on her bed playing with her nipples caused Matthew to gasp slightly. He knew instantly that if he were actually there, he would have his hands all over her body. His body, right now, was reminding him of that truth.

What's about you? What would I see in your room?

Matthew laughed slightly at Vanessa's question. "Well....you would see me laying on my bed in a tee and my cotton briefs with the hand that's not holding my cellphone resting on top of a bulge in my briefs that seems to have grown bigger as we've been talking." He paused for effect, "Damn, in fact, if I didn't know any better I would say that it's beginning to twitch."

 

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She heard his gasp, and knew that he was turned on. As was she.

Well....you would see me laying on my bed in a tee and my cotton briefs with the hand that's not holding my cellphone resting on top of a bulge in my briefs that seems to have grown bigger as we've been talking. Damn, in fact, if I didn't know any better I would say that it's beginning to twitch."

"Too bad I'm not there to help you with that." She gave a throaty laugh. "I mean, if I was there, I could use my hand, or tongue to help." She paused. "Or, I could spread my legs, giving you a nice warm place to let the that bulge 'rest'." She so missed him. Her fingers drifted down to find that needy place, finding it warm and wet.

"Ummmmmm. It's all aching for you and your big cock.

 

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Ummmmmm. It's all aching for you and your big cock.

Vanessa's comment was all that he needed for Matthew to do what he had known for several minutes that he would do soon anyway. Moving rapidly, he sat down his phone and pulled off his briefs, causing his cock to become immediately fully erect, its head slithering with pre-cum. Matthew spit hard into his right hand, picked up his cellphone with his left one, and wrapped his wet right hand around the shaft of his cock. He could already feel his breathing starting to quicken.

"Mmmm...so...maybe we can help each other out here, Vanessa, even though I can't be there with you. My right hand is now wrapped around my hard cock, and I bet I know just about where your hand is right now. So...let's just pretend that my right hand is yours, and vice versa. Or that my right hand is your pussy and your right hand is my cock. So...tell me what my hand - that is, your hand or pussy, you decide - is doing right now."

 

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She gave another throaty laugh and spread her legs more.

"You know how you love to fuck me hard and deep! Fuck me hard and deep. Like you want to split me into two!" She began to bunch her fingers on her hand and pretend it was his cock. She moaned into the phone, her breath coming out jerky with each plunge of her fingers in her moist sex. She could hear her fingers pumping in her wetness.

"Tell me what you're doing!" She moaned into the phone.

 

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Matthew could hear Vanessa's fingers pumping into her wet pussy, accompanied by still-small moans coming from her. He began to stroke his cock, trying to see if he could match her rhythm, but the sounds were not quite clear enough to do that.

"I am beginning to fuck you hard and deep, just like you like," he whispered hoarsely. "And your pussy - that is, my hand - is fucking me right back, just like you always do." He stopped to regain his breath.

"We need to hear more from each other so we can be together. Here goes. Ready? In...out...in...out....in..out..in..out. Your turn, Vanessa!

 

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His words so turned her on and she quickly picked up his mantra.

"In...out...IN...out...IN...out..." she moaned. "Your cock is so big, stretching my pussy. I'm using my muscles to squeeze that big cock of yours." She used her fingers like a cock, thrusting in and out of herself. She so wished that he was there, really plunging his cock deep into her, nailing her to the bed.

 

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Matthew could hear the urgency in Vanessa's voice as she picked up his chant and quickened the pace. He could feel the tension beginning to mount quickly in his body.

I'm using my muscles to squeeze that big cock of yours.

Following Vanessa's script Matthew squeezed his cock hard as he stroked, causing him to let out a very audible groan.

"Oh, God, yes, Vanessa, yes. I'm slamming into you, driving your hips down into your bed. IN..OUT..IN..OUT..IN..OUT..IN..OUT..Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! NOW!

 

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She heard him groan and knew exactly why. Because she felt it too.

Her groan matched his.

Oh, God, yes, Vanessa, yes. I'm slamming into you, driving your hips down into your bed. IN..OUT..IN..OUT..IN..OUT..IN..OUT..Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! NOW!

Her hand was now busy plunging in and out of her wet slit. She felt the moisture slipping and sliding down to coat her little rosebud.

She followed his vocal directions and picking up the chant. IN..OUT..IN..OUT..IN..OUT..IN..OUT..Fuck! Oh god! Aaaaaarrrgggg!!"

Suddenly her fingers were coated in her sweet cream and she felt her internal muscles rippling along on the cock not there.