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THE NOTE : Short note, long story.CHAPTER 1 : THE NOTEI entered the aisle and there it was, a well rounded yet petite ass, protruding so elegantly as she bent over. Her silky smooth, slightly tanned and well proportioned legs seemingly elongating, while her dress continued hiking gradually up her thighs. As the slightest glint, of her black lace panties gave way to showing, she turned her head. I tried to avert my eyes, I tried to avoid eye contact, it was too late, she had seen me. As she raised herself back up with gracious momentum and adjusted her dress, I was in awe. She gave a cheeky grin toward me, before she flicked her long black straight hair back over her shoulder. I was smitten, my mind was running wild with instantaneous flashes of wild sexual fantasy. She picked up her shopping basket and I watched her walk away, the way her hips swung slightly harder than they had before she stopped, had my mind wandering further and further into the realm of the senses. I got lost as I watched her walk away, so lost, that I once again got sprung as she glanced back at me, she giggled slightly and continued walking before she disappeared behind the corner of the aisle. I regained what little composure I had left, though I felt as if I had pervert written on my forehead, and yet with the thoughts that were running through my mind, that label would have been more than apt. I proceeded to get what I needed and went on my way. About 5 minutes later, I got to the checkout counter, dispensing with the regular chit chat and counter formalities, as I just wanted to get out of there. I wanted to go home and pull my cock senseless over the vast array of fantasies that had flooded my brain. The way her silhouette, her ass and legs appeared, in and out from under that dress, the way she moved so elegantly, sensually, the combination like a symphony of sexual enticement, played on my mind as a perfect melody and the sexual ideas that encompassed my mind were in perfect harmony. I paid for my groceries and received my change, I placed my wallet back in my pocket and walked out toward the car. As if in predestined time, there she was driving past me, from the same row of vehicles. She made sure she winked at me as she passed, with a thought provoking grin on her face. I got to my car, sliding my hand in my pocket for the key, instantly noticing the rush of my fingers and the fabric of my pocket against my sensitive, slightly engorged shaft. I brushed against it again as I pulled out my key and opened the trunk, put the groceries inside, closed it and got in the car. The tension was too much, my mind ran laps around the circles of sex, the feeling of my hand brushing against my already sensitive cock set me off. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my semi-flacid member, closing my eyes and stroking it gently to the vivid memories and fantasies thereof that had overcome me so. I didn’t care that I was easily in plain sight, that I could be easily seen, I needed release. I imagined myself walking to her slowly, while she willingly bent over just that little bit more and saying “Take me here and now”. My cock swelled rapidly and I started jerking harder, imagining that she had leaned herself on the shelving she was standing before, her black lace panties and the way that they hugged her ass supportively before I pulled them aside, as my fantasy entered the point of penetration, someone in the vicinity honked their horn and I jumped in my seat and shocked back to reality and hid my cock back in my pants before zipping it up. Catching my breath from the shock. I clutched my face in my hands and attempted to come back to reality. What was I doing?, the inner monologue prompted, as my hands slid roughly down my face and I banged them on the steering wheel, grabbing it as if to enforce myself to get a grip. It was then that I saw a piece of paper slid under the wiper blade. I got out of the car, the hardness of my cock easily noticeable as I stood up, I closed the door and grabbed the folded piece of paper expecting it to be a flyer. I flipped it open. My shock and frustration turned suddenly into wonderment and overwhelming mystery, as I read what was written with a phone number attached. “I SAW YOU. Becky”. My mind went wandering, where could this lead? Was it her? Was it a joke? Had someone been watching me while I stroked my cock in the car? Should I call? I got back in the car and stared at the note, extremely enticed, I patted myself down for my mobile, only to find I had left it at home. I reached for the key and placed it in the ignition, and took off for home, my thoughts only on the note and the possibilities, I sped slightly as I drove, arguing with myself as for what to do, I felt like I was on auto pilot. CHAPTER 2: THE FANTASYI got home and got through the door, I dropped my groceries on the table, grabbed my phone and sank heavily onto the sofa. I pulled the note out of my pocket and entered the number, I stared at the note as my thumb hovered over the call button. I hesitated, “Should I really be calling?”, “….but fuck I’m so horny”, “I don’t even know who it is”…….the inner monologue paused and I flung the phone on the sofa. I needed to get my head straight, the possibilities were endless. I got up and headed for the shower, “That’ll get me back on track” I thought to myself, with a deep sigh. I stripped down and jumped into the shower, the hesitation and possibilities seemingly washed away as the water cascaded over me. The flashes and visions of those legs, that ass, that dress, that long hair, those lace panties, the way I lost control of myself and started jacking off in the car. I wanted to call, I needed to know, I needed to explore the possibility the note presented, the possibility that it was her and that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. “Fuck it!” I said out loud, as I finished washing off the last of the soap suds and turned off the water. I dried myself off and walked into the lounge room, towel over my shoulder and grabbed my phone. With the number still sitting in wait on the screen, I took a deep centering breath, not knowing what to expect and pressed the call button. The phone rang three or four times before the call was answered, “Hello?”I didn’t know hat to say, I was in momentary shock. “Hello??” said the sweet yet sensual sounding voice on the other end again. “Hi….” I muttered in reply as my stunned state passed. “Um…is this Becky?”. “Yes…” came the reply, and my heat began to beat faster. I didn’t know what to say, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. “You saw me and you left me a note.” A moment of silence flashed across the line between us, before Becky’s sweet yet sensual voice returned in a much more seductive and mysterious fashion. “I liked what I saw and it seemed you were enjoying yourself immensely.” My heart beat faster, “Someone WAS watching me!” I thought to myself. I was lost for words, I didn’t know how to respond, I sat in silence wondering where this was going. There was a distinct little chuckle, before Becky once again spoke, clearly smiling on the other end, “What’s the matter? Suddenly so shy?”. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, maybe I shouldn’t have called, this was too much, I didn’t know what to make of it all. I cleared my throat attempting to recover from my anxiety. “Shy? Shy about what?”, I said hastily. She laughed and replied, “You should know….”. Again I paused through my now heightened anxiety. “What was she referring too? Where was this going? Oh my god! This is driving me crazy!” The inner monologue ran in constant and consistent circles. “Maybe I had you wrong!?” said Becky with a sense of testing disappointment. “No no no no no” Hurriedly I replied. “Mmmmm, ok then..” Becky responded, “There’s a hotel about 5 kilometers from the shop, meet me there, room 401, 8 o’clock. We’ll see if I was wrong about you or not.” she said before she hung up and I was left listening to the sound of my heart racing in my chest. I was stunned by the mystery, the anxiety, the intrigue. What had she meant, by being wrong about me? Who was she? What did she want?. I went to get a glass of water, the questions filling my mind faster than the water filled the glass. I knew where the hotel was, I knew exactly which one she meant, it was the only one that close in any direction from the shop. I looked at the clock, it was just after 5pm. “Do I go there?” I asked myself out loud, half hoping that I’d get a response from somewhere. It was there, that once again, my mind started flooding with possibilities again, rather than questions. I had no clue what to expect, no idea who Becky was nor what she wanted. The possibilities were once again endless, as my mind went into fantasy mode. My cock started to swell as visions of sexual imagery flooded me, I leaned up against the kitchen yakutiye escort wall and started stroking myself. My shaft engorging rapidly as I stroked, imagining this mystery woman kneeling down before me, taking me eagerly in her mouth, sucking my swollen member deep. Making my cock wetter and wetter as she salivated over my cock, joyously slurping away, taking me out of her mouth popping with suction and taking satisfied breaths before taking me deeper. “Oh fuck yes” I muttered to myself as the lubrication of my precum, seemed to mimic the sounds I was so vividly hearing in my mind as this fantasy woman sucked my cock harder. “Oh yes, suck that cock!” I blurted out to the pure fantasy I was concocting. I started pulling harder as I imagined the strings of spit connecting her delicious lips and the tip of my hard, as she pulled back again, stroking my cock while tonguing my balls, before running her tongue up my shaft and taking me as far as she could into her throat. Grabbing her hair, in pony tail fashion and thrusting myself deeper until she gagged and she loved every second of it. I let her release me and she gasped. “Fuck my mouth, I love that hard cock down my throat.” she said with a hungry, seductive look. So vivid, so clear the imagery, the sound of her voice, I lost control of myself. She opened her mouth and eagerly took me in, her hands clutching my ass cheeks as I once again began ramming my cock deep into her wet willing mouth and throat until again she gagged. Again and again, I envisioned ramming her mouth and I started feeling the urge to cum. My body was tensing. My cock extremely sensitive, soaked wet with precum and getting ready to blow. “Cum in my mouth, cum on my face, just cum for me” said the fantasy woman in my mind, as she gasped for breath and looked up at me with anticipation. I stroked hard and fast, I wanted to cum for this imaginary woman, this figment of my imagination. “Oh fuuuuck” I moaned excitedly as my cock began to spurt wads of hot preloaded cum all over her imaginary face and naturally all over the tiled kitchen floor. I didn’t care, I shot load after load until there was none left. I nearly collapsed as the feelings of ecstasy overcame me. “Mmmm, thank you” said the fantasy woman, sliding her fingers through the cum I splashed on her face and licking it off before she disappeared from my mind with a satisfied smile. I regained my senses. I came back to reality. The last strings of sperm dripping from the tip of my manhood, as jerked the last few times. In my disappearance into fantasy, I hadn’t noticed that the kitchen blinds where very much open and anyone could have seen me. I chuckled to myself, with a self satisfied smile and leaned forward again off the wall. I looked again at the clock, time had fleeted, I had been stroking my cock for a good half an hour or so, it was almost 6pm. “I’d better clean up this mess”, I thought to myself very much relieved of earlier tension. Still bare naked, I grabbed the paper towels from the cupboard and cleaned up the cum splatters from the floor, threw them in the bin and headed back to the bathroom. I washed myself up from the wank I had before and headed into the bedroom. I had no idea what would transpire or what to expect, so I just threw on a pair of jeans, a shirt and sat on the edge of the bed. I was going to go, I had made the decision, after all the ideas and possibilities, I just had to know where it would all lead. I sprayed on some fragrance and headed for the kitchen, I had to eat something before I left. I finished up what I had to eat and time was beginning to run short. It was already passed 7 and it would take me at least 30 minutes to get the hotel. I had no time left to waste, I left the dishes in the sink and fixed myself up with the finishing touches, I grabbed my keys, my phone and headed out the door. The anticipation and anxiety was already beginning to rise, I could feel it as I turned the key in the ignition, I took a breath and reassured myself of what I was about to do. “Room 401, Becky” the mental checklist was ticked, I was ready as I could be, as I took one more deep breath and drove out to the street. I was on my way. CHAPTER 3 : THE HOTELI got to the hotel just before 8, the anxious anticipation had begun to peak as I parked the car. The place was well decorated and slightly fancy. Couldn’t have been the cheapest place in the area, that was certain. The what ifs, started piling up before me as I got out of the car and my composure was starting to crumble. “I could still turn around, it’s not too late” crossed my mind, though something inside me, just wouldn’t let it happen. Step for step, I headed though the lobby to the elevator, passing businessmen, well dressed couples; I started feeling out of place as I waited, looking at the people around me, the higher class setting, I wasn’t used to places like this. The elevator arrived, the doors opened, I straightened myself up and stepped inside nervously, ready to be transported to where ever this would take me, I pressed the button for the 4th floor. “No turning back now.” I said to myself as the doors began to close behind me. I exited the elevator on the 4th floor, seeing the numbers lowering down the right of the corridor. I was doing the best I could to keep myself calm, though each step brought me closer to the nervous anticipation that I had felt earlier. Only now, each step also brought me closer to the possibilities I had imagined. As the numbers 401 came into view, the nerves hit with full force and I froze in front of the door. “Now or never” I said to myself, regaining my focus, “Now or never” I repeated once more and knocked on the door. I stood and waited, yet there was no answer. I knocked again, slightly harder and again waited, still there was no answer. I felt like a fool, I pulled out my phone, it was already ten past eight. As I was about to place my phone back in my pocket, it dawned on me, I had called her earlier and decided to call again, just in case. I leaned against the wall next to the door and redialed the number I had called her on, I put the phone to my ear. It rang and rang, yet there was no answer. I hung up. Disappointed and slightly annoyed, I returned the phone back into my pocket and knocked, one last time, still without answer, I gave up. “Oh well” I said to myself, as I turned around and headed back to the elevator, eyes looking at the floor and as I was not paying attention, nearly ran into two guys that were walking toward me. “Sorry” I said as I bumped into one of them as, we passed each other by. “That’s alright” came an unexpectedly cheerful reply as they continued purposefully down the corridor. I got to the elevator and pressed the button, the disappointment had overcome me, though I didn’t know what I was expecting, I was certainly expecting more than absolutely nothing. I pressed the button again repeatedly, to leave was all that was on my mind, I just wanted to go home and relax. I looked up and the elevator was starting to head downward. “Hurry up” I had thought to myself, turn turned my head to see the guys I had nearly run in to standing in front of the same room I was at before. “What the hell?, Hmmm guess I wasn’t the only sucker she had done this too” I muttered to myself and shook my head slightly, with a slight grin on my face. The elevator reached the floor, though I was still looking at the guys at the end of the corridor, who had proceeded to knock on the door, as I had knocked, waiting as i had waited. The elevator doors opened while my attention was still down the corridor. I felt a hand touch my arm gently, “Excuse me.” said a sweet, seemingly familiar voice. I turned slowly, to see only an incredibly sexy, petite, slightly wet lightly tanned female figure in a light blue bikini and a towel slightly covering her face as she was drying her hair. My eyes were fixated, there was no where else for me to avert my attention too. As she drew the towel down, her long black hair seemed to fall perfectly against her face, before she flicked it back and we made eye contact. I was momentarily frozen, as her eyes met mine and the smile that crossed her face, instantly brought back the memory of the supermarket, it WAS her. “So you came.” she said with a naturally seductive tone, as the smile no her face grew and she lightly put her hand on my chest, sliding it down and holding onto my arm softly. “I lost track of time” she said to me with a little giggle. I turned my head to look at the two guys who had also been knocking on her door. Her gaze must have followed mine, as she said to me “Hmmmm guess you’re not the only one who came knocking.” I turned to look at her in shock and amazement, the sexual energy rising by the second. I stared deep into her light brown mezitli escort almond eyes, as she looked at me in a deviously seductive fashion, with a smile on her face that oozed with sexual intention. “This could be quite interesting” she said as she giggled before she slid her arm around my waist, pushed herself up against me and kissed me. I had lost all sense and simply went with it. “Come on, let’s go” she said softly, as her lips parted from my own and she took my hand, leading me back down the corridor I had walked before.I was spellbound, I went without hesitation. Her kiss melted away all fear, all anxiety and I was left with no clue to what my own name was. We approached the two guys who were knocking on her door, as they were just about to walk back to the elevator. “Hi guys, looks like you made it.” she said with the same seductive tone, “I hope you didn’t wait for too long.” she said apologetically yet still smiling. The other two guys stood as stunned as I had, I’m sure they were thinking the same things that had run through my mind earlier. Becky slowly slid one hand over the chest of each of the two standing before her. “I hope you’re all ready to have some fun, I know I am.” she said with effortless sexual connotation before turning her head to look back at me, wearing the same cheeky smile I had seen before. As she opened the door to her room, the two guys and I were looking at each other in lost amazement. From what I could tell, they hadn’t had anything like this happen before and neither had I. “Come in” Becky said bringing us all back into the moment, with a smile I walked into the room first, the other two followed slowly behind. CHAPTER 4 : THE SHOWER”Make yourselves comfortable, I’m going to have a quick shower” Becky said as the door closed behind us, “Grab a drink from the fridge, if you like” she said, as she walked into the bathroom. The other two guys and myself gave each other bewildered, somewhat uncertain, nervous looks. The sexual and anxious tension in the room, could have been cut with a knife. We knew the basics of what we were here for by now. “How you doing?” I said into the room, as I turned away and headed for the fridge. “Either of you want a drink?” I said glancing back at the guys who were still standing around the door. They looked at each other questioningly, before one of them replied “Sure”. The second guy nodded in approval, both walking toward me and I handed them each a cold beer. We popped the bottles and I lifted mine toward them. “Cheers for what ever to come” I said with a laugh trying to break the tension. They’re bottles met mine and I quickly drank about half, with a relaxing sigh and sat myself on the seat next to the bed.Where I sat I had full view into the bathroom. Becky had left the bathroom door open wide, the bikini she had been wearing lay on the floor. Looking into the bathroom, I could see her petite alluring silhouette moving behind the fogged shower screen, from the reflection in the mirror. I sipped my beer eagerly, as I watched in enchantment. The other two guys were having muttered conversations between themselves. I wasn’t paying all that much attention to them, I was far more interested in what was happening behind the shower screen and eagerly awaited what was to come. Her kiss at the elevator had alleviated my anxiousness, the beer even more so, yet seeing the reflections in the mirror had me stuck in a realm of possibility. What ever was going to happen was going to happen and somewhere along the lines, fantasies of some kind, were about to be fulfilled. As the water in the shower was turned off, the room went silent, with nothing but the faintest of whispers between the two other guys. I glanced at them and they at me, before they turned to converse with each other again, both of them still standing where they had been, as they first entered the room. Each taking a nervous sip of their beers, anticipating Becky’s return and what was to transpire. I took the last sip of my own beer and gazed into the reflection of the shower in the mirror as it opened. Becky emerged from the shower, her silky tanned skin glistening as the drops of water caught the light, beading and rolling over the curves of her petite body with graceful momentum. Her long wet black hair, hugging her shoulder and breast before she flicked it back. Becky smiled into the mirror as she walked toward it. She must have seen me looking, though I wasn’t looking away in a hurry, not this time. She reached for a towel and began drying herself off, I lost sight of her as she bent over drying the bottom half of her body. Whatever was going to happen, was close at hand. Her reflection reappeared in the mirror and I tipped the bottle up to drink forgetting it was already empty, though it didn’t bother me. I was fixated on Becky and she continued to smile into the mirror, as she wrap the towel around her body. She was loving being watched, I could tell, she enjoyed it thoroughly. She began blow drying her hair and I went to the fridge to grab another drink and sat back to where I was. The two others were getting antsy, this waiting game was obviously getting to them, just as it had done to me after I called. They looked as if they were ready to give up and leave, that is, until Becky emerged from the bathroom. Her long black hair now dry, seemed like flowing satin down the edges of her face and even wrapped in the bath towel she had dried herself with, Becky seemed to have a look of effortless elegance. She walked over to me, looking me dead in the eyes with that amazing smile of hers, so cheeky and seductive, stepped between my legs and sat herself down before turning to the two guys in front of us. Becky reached over and took my beer from me, “Cheers guys” she said, obviously sensing the nervous tension in the room between the two others. She stayed seated on my thigh, lifting the bottle into the air before the guys. “Cheers” they said as slowly walked over within arms reach and the bottles met before they each took a drink. Chapter 5 : BECKY THE ULTRA TEASEThe guys stood before her, the sexual tension rose. Becky lifted herself off my thigh and placed the bottle down, bending over directly in front of me. It brought back visions of her bending over in the store, I just wanted to grab her there and then. Her beautiful ass protruding from under her towel, showing just the slightest hint of her pussy before she sat down on me again, this time directly on my lap. There was only the towel and my jeans separating us and I was getting so turned on as she sat on me. “I’m sorry that I made you guys wait so long” she said looking at the two guys, in her smiling yet apologetic voice, before repositioning herself on my lap. “You….” she said as she turned toward me. “You get to wait a little longer.” she said as she ran a finger down my cheek. “And since you like to watch so much, I’m going to give you a show, you won’t forget” she said this time even more sexually and seductively than done previously, running her hand down my face before kissing my lips softly. Becky once again repositioned herself as she turned back to the guys, grinding her half covered ass over my crotch. She drew the guys in with the beckoning of her finger. “Come here” she said in full control of the situation. The guys looked at each other and smiled before they stepped forward. They stood even closer now, they were at arms length from us, as Becky leaned forward staying firmly in position against my crotch, reaching out a hand to each of the guys and began rubbing them up. “Mmmmmm, which one of you do I take first?” she said, as they began to get hard under the touches of her hands. “Seems like you’re well prepared” she said looking up at the guy on the left. She leaned forward pushing herself harder against my crotch, taking to unzipping the guy on the left. He moved forward, has leg bumping mine as she took his throbbing man meat from his pants. She began stroking and sucking him, I was helpless as she sat on me, but I was getting extremely turned on. I was getting hard beneath her, as she continued to rub up against my swelling crotch while sucking him off. I couldn’t see much from behind her, however the slurping and popping as she sucked him made it clear. “Mmmmm, that thick cock tastes so good” she said to him after she released his cock from her lips. The guy on the right unzipped himself and pulled out his hard member, and moved toward her. “It certainly looks like you’re ready now” she said teasingly, reaching out her right hand and stroking him, before taking him in her mouth. Once again she was slurping and sucking, her towel unraveled and fell behind her onto my lap, as she continued to grind and vibrate against my now throbbing cock. The guy she was sucking on, bodrum escort put his hand on the back of her head and pushed his cock further into her mouth, she lifted herself momentarily from my lap as he did so, and I dropped the towel on the floor. She gagged and she gasped as he released her, dropping herself back down on me. I was so hard now, I felt my hard cock beginning to pre, beneath her now bare ass. She leaned back and started stroking both of them, “So you want me to deepthroat your cock?” she said in a now ravenous sexual tone. “….Ohhhh yes, fuck my slut mouth.” she said even more excitedly in the same tone, as she jerked them both at the same time. Her love nest getting wet as she shook over my jeans and my throbbing cock. She started sucking again on the guy on the right, she was sucking him deep and pushing his cock down her throat, slowing her stroke on the cock to the left of her, as she made herself gag, taking him as deep as she could, before pulling him out and sucking vigorously on the cock she had momentarily stopped jerking. She took him deep also, doing her best to take him as deep as she could, though his cock was thicker than the guy on the right. She drew her mouth off his shaft with a gasp. “Mmmmm I love that thick cock in my slutty little mouth” still catching her breathe from the hard sucking she was giving. The guy on the right, stripped himself down, as Becky once again took the thick cock on the left as deep as she could. My jeans beginning to soak beneath her, as she ground her wet pussy against me while she sucked as hard and deep as she could.CHAPTER 6 : PUSSY TIMEToo begin with I was somewhat overwhelmed by what was transpiring, so much so, that I hadn’t even made the move to touch her. I decided I wasn’t just sitting idly by with all this teasing and action going on, both on and before me. I ran my hands up her thighs and cupped her firm, supple breasts, tweaking her hard nipples between my fingertips and thumbs. Becky let out a little moan, as she took the cock as deep as she could into her mouth once again. She then let him go and turned around to me, “Had enough I see” she said while putting her arm around my neck and kissing me deeply. I was stunned but I didn’t stop her, I went with it. She pulled back, “So I was right about you, you dirty boy” she said to me with a smirk. “You’re a dirty slut, just like me”.”You’re not wrong” I replied grinning back at her before she kissed me again, her tongue wrestling with mine. She was driving me crazy, I wanted to fuck her so badly, I wanted my cock in her mouth, I wanted her to suck me and I wanted to see her do it. I was ready for anything. She stopped kissing me and whispered into my ear, “I want you to eat my pussy, while I suck these two off” before she nibbled and licked my ear. There was no way I was denying her, not only was I too horny, but I wanted to do it. She turned herself around and got up off me, the guy on the left had stripped himself down as Becky had been kissing me. He stood stroking his cock eagerly awaiting her return. The guy on the right, sat on the bed stroking his cock as well, waiting for Becky to come back. I was so hard, yet I was the only one still fully clothed. Becky leaned down and started once again sucking the guy on the left, as I stripped myself down, from the slurping, I could tell she was really getting his cock wet. By the time I got myself completely stripped down, the guy on the left, was thrusting his cock hard into her mouth and throat, pulling her back up and pushing her down by her hair, which he held firmly in a pony tail. She slurped and gagged periodically, I got down behind her and began to tongue her beautiful wet little asian pussy, while she mouth was being fucked. Licking it from clit to hole, she began to moan while her mouth was filled deeply with thick cock. She held onto and spread her cheeks, as my tongue lashed her sweet juicy mound and she let go only to catch her balance. The guy had let her go, Becky caught her breathe and she moved across to the guy sitting on the bed. She took his cock deep down her, now, well relaxed throat, all the way down. I was loving watching her and I wanted her to swallow my rod in similar fashion. I got back behind her and once again I tongue fucked the wet asian cunt before me, I ran my tongue all the way up her wet pussy and began tonguing her asshole and she loved it. “Oh fuck yes, tongue my tight little ass” she responded immediately before she reverted back to having her mouth fucked. I made her asshole nice and wet, before I slid in one finger and then two, her cock interrupted moans got louder, as I fingered her tight little asian ass. “Oh fuck yes, that feels so good” she said turning to look at me excitedly. “Play with my ass, tongue it, do whatever you want with me. What ever you want!” she enticed, “Use my slutty holes, make me your whore!” she moaned, as I pushed an extra two fingers into her pussy as well. CHAPTER 7 : TIME TO FUCKShe began bucking up against my fingers, as I slid them in and out of her eager openings. Her moans grew more intense, she was ready to cum. Her pussy so wet already, getting wetter and wetter by the moment. Becky pulled herself forwards, her holes gliding off my fingers. She stood up straight and turned herself to face me. “I want your cock deep inside me, I want you to cum, when I cum.” she said to me as she panted and caught her breathe. The two guys were ready to cum, there was no doubt, and with all the sexual build up, I wasn’t sure how long I would hold out for. She thrust herself upon me, knocking me to the floor, almost hitting my head on the chair. She took my cock and sucked it deep and hard, ravenously, as if some sexual b**st had been released within her. She sucked me so hard, I thought I was going to cum right there and then.However she had different ideas, she felt it was close and she drew me out of her mouth and kissed me even deeper than she had done before. She turned and straddled me, her long black satin hair flowing down her back, she took my cock and slid it deep into her dripping wet snatch. She took it slow, nice and easy, completely unexpected from how she was acting before hand. Taking it all the way in and gliding all the way back up to the tip again. “Come here” she said to the guys as they slowly worked their cocks on the bedside, in a commanding fashion. “I want you to cum all over me while I fuck.” she said as she held my shaft tight and raised her juicy cunt from my cock, only to slide down on my cock with her tight little ass. My cock so wet with her juices, it slid in with almost effortless ease under her guided weight. Becky slid down my well lubricated shaft until it disappeared, with a soft whimper before she began riding me as I figured she had intended previously. Her tight asian ass beginning to widen and slide even easier on my member as she bounced on it harder and faster, she was taking it all and moaning louder and louder. The two guys stood over her, as she machined her anal cavity with my throbbing cock. “Cum all over me, cum for me now” she moaned, and almost as if commanded the guy on the right had begun to unleash his thick load over her mouth and face. The guy on the left, came shortly after, seemingly without warning, splashing his man juice over her face, her neck and her tits. She rode me harder, “Oh fuck I’m going to cum” I announced trying to hold back, she didn’t stop, she was cumming too and she wasn’t letting me out. I filled her tight little asshole with spurt after spurt of hot jizz while she screamed ecstatically in orgasm, her body shaking. I felt my cum lubricating the inner walls of her ass, as she bucked up two more times, before she lifted herself off of me. We had virtually all cum at the same time. She was cum soaked and satisfied, there was no doubt about that, as she panted and shook slightly laying herself flat on the floor, gleaming streaks of cum running over her body, and her face. The two guys dropped back on the bed and I sat in the same spot she had left me in, as she rode me. CHAPTER 8: THE END?Becky caught her breath, rubbing the abundance of semen all over herself, as if it were massage oil. She got up slowly there after, my spunk beginning to slow leak down her thigh as she did so. Looking at the clock, she smilingly announced into the room, as she headed for the bathroom. “Alright guys, whoever isn’t up for meeting my husband better leave, he’s due to arrive shortly.” Stunned, I sat there, I wasn’t ready to move, I came too hard, I was still recovering. The other two guys, rather spooked, began getting hastily dressed. I leaned myself up against the chair, in a rush Becky was not, nor was I. The guys one the other hand, anxious and awaiting Becky’s husbands untimely return, simply turned around and left, as quickly as they possibly could. I watched them leave, and as the door closed behind them, I got up and grabbed the beer I hadn’t finished, took a sip before dropping myself on the bed. I didn’t believe she was married, I had seen no ring, I had seen no signs of another occupying the room.Exhausted, I closed my eyes and fell asleep………….. polarbear1983

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