Marge
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Gah, I hate him! Lizzie thought as she crossed the room, heading to the kitchen. She had just spotted John Pritkin, the bane of her existence. Lizzie hated him with every fibre of her being. She hated the way he spoke with that pretentious upper class British accent. She hated the way his blond hair stuck up in wildest of ways. She hated the way he moved with a skilled fighter’s grace. She hated his crooked smile. She hated the sparkle in his emerald green eyes. She hated his deep resonating laugh. She hated the way he was able to hold an incredibly interesting and intelligent discussion while managing to make everyone laugh. She hated his charming ways. Basically, Lizzie hated everything about him. Spotting one of her best friends, Cam, Lizzie crossed the kitchen. Cam held out a beer for her, and Lizzie snatched it, downing half in one big swig.
“Whoa there, girl,” Cam exclaimed. “Slow down, the beer’s not going anywhere! Let me guess, you saw him.” Lizzie knew exactly who the ‘him’ was, and she was determined not the think about him that night. It was a party, and damnit, she was going to enjoy herself.
“I hate him,” Lizzie sighed. There goes not thinking about him. “I don’t understand how you all can like him so much! He’s so annoying and rude and annoying and mean and annoying and conceited! Did I mention he was annoying?”
Cam laughed. “He’s really only annoying to you. I, personally, think he’s charming and nice. And if you gave each other half a chance, you’d see what we all see in the both of you!” Cam, spotting her hotter than hot boyfriend Mikey, patted Lizzie on the shoulder, told her to hang in there, and rushed into Mikey’s arms, leaving Lizzie to contemplate the object of her hatred.
It had been eight months ago when she met the man who drove her insane. Lizzie’s roommate, Christine, a.k.a. Chris, suggested that she go to her cousin’s mixed martial arts class, after Lizzie complained about how she never got any exercise. Lizzie jumped at the idea, being a huge UFC and MMA fan. She had done some kickboxing previously, and loved the work out, not to mention that she got to hit, punch, kick and grapple with some rather fit and hot men. So two days later, Chris led Lizzie into the MMA class, and that’s when she saw him. He was easily one of the best looking guys she’d ever seen. He was tall, lean, and all muscle. His face could have graced the pages of any magazine. He had full luscious lips, a square jaw and eye lashes that cast a shadow on his high cheekbones. He had looked over to where Chris and Lizzie were standing, smiled, sending a sparkle to his eye, and jogged over. He stopped right in front of them, gracing the ladies with a smile that almost caused Lizzie to swoon. He playfully punched Chris in the arm, looked at Lizzie and asked, “So who’ve we got here, Chris?”
Chris smacked the guy back and introduced Lizzie to the stud. “Lizzie, this is the trainer, and my cousin, Mikey. Mikey, this is Lizzie, the woman I was telling you about.” Lizzie had sighed inwardly. Of course she’d heard about Mikey, all the ladies with whom she had lunch, most of whom were in the class, spoke of the sexy, sexy trainer. Lizzie knew that Cam in particular had had a thing for Mikey, even though she had insisted that they were just friends. Lizzie would never, ever make a move on someone her friend was interested in. Mikey had smiled again and told her that she was to take it easy that day, and that he only wanted to see what she could do. To that end, he had explained, he was going to pair her up with his top student, someone who was a master in his own right, but just took the class because they were friends. Mikey had called him over, and that was when she had first laid eyes on him.
Lizzie remembered the moment exactly, in excruciating detail. He had walked over, moving with a grace befit a natural athlete and bespoke of his talent for martial arts. He had been wearing a black t-shirt that fit loosely, but still managed to showcase the lean muscles of a fighter and a pair of loose fitting black pants that covered his long legs. His blond hair was spiky, but had moved with his every step, and when he had looked her in the eye, Lizzie’s breath had hitched and her mouth had gone dry. He was gorgeous. Mikey had introduced him as “John Pritkin, master martial artist and British charmer,” and John had smiled crookedly, hit Mikey and shook his head. And Lizzie had known she was lost, lost to everything except the tempting man who stood in front of her. John had held out his hand and she had taken it, an instant spark passing between them. John’s eyes had widened slightly, and Lizzie had known he felt it too. He had mumbled a “Nice to meet you, Ms. Chang” in a decidedly sexy British accent, and Lizzie found herself stuttering a “You too.”
She had shaken herself out of her dreamy stupor and told him he could call her Lizzie. His response had floored her. He had insisted that, due to his proper upbringing, he would never call someone to which he was not properly acquainted by their first name. And that was when the war had started. Nobody dared insult her family, which is what John had done when he insinuated that Lizzie didn’t have a proper upbringing. She had kicked his ass that night, getting out her frustration (both sexual and emotional), and showing him and Mikey that she was a fighter.
Pulling herself back to the present, Lizzie sighed and looked around. Her eyes narrowed as she caught sight of Pritkin (which she had called him ever since that first meeting, refusing to use his first name – ever) with Lynn, one of the newer students. In the few seconds her eyes rested on them, Lizzie became increasingly upset. Lynn was a few years younger, tall, slender and pretty. She knew how to work her body to get a guy’s attention, and now she was using all that skill toward Pritkin. Lizzie snorted with disgust – at the way Lynn was throwing herself at him and his buying into it – downed the rest of her beer and reached for another one.
Across the room Pritkin (as he now liked to be called) watched her take a sip of another beer. His eyes travelled down her enticing neck and further, taking in the full sight of her. That was her third beer, and if she had another one in the next half hour he knew she’d be well on her way to drunk. Pritkin smiled slightly to himself, thinking that she could definitely hold her alcohol for a tiny Asian chick, and then his brow furrowed as he thought that even she wouldn’t be able to properly hold four beers consumed in less than two hours. He tried to bring his attention back to the ‘conversation’ in which he and Lynn were engaged, but couldn’t bring himself to pay attention to her inane prattling. Instead he found his thoughts drifting to the infuriating, talented and oh-so-sexy china doll who invaded his dreams and fantasies.
He, too, remembered well the day they met. Pritkin remembered thinking that she was the single most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his 28 years on earth. He had known in an instant that he wanted her, but he also knew he had to keep his feelings in check. He’d been burned badly before, and refused to let his libido do the thinking for him again. So he had relied on his manners to keep him out of trouble, but in so doing, he had inadvertently insulted her, and now she hated him. What had made it worse was that two months prior, Mikey had asked Lizzie to compete in the annual MMA competition, which was an honour, especially for a beginner and Lizzie had quickly agreed. Mikey had then asked Pritkin to train Lizzie outside of class, which was common for competitors. While it did not surprise Pritkin to be asked, it did sort of disappoint him. He couldn’t say no, and now he couldn’t really make a move on Lizzie, because he didn’t want to take advantage of the trainer-student relationship they now found themselves in.
Over the last two months Pritkin became more and more attracted to Lizzie. At first he simply admired her shape and form, the long straight black hair, her warm lighter-than-normal (for an Asian) brown almond-shaped eyes, her soft pale skin, her small but leanly muscled frame, her breasts, which were larger than most other Asian women. Put together, Pritkin had wanted to scoop her up, throw her down and ravage her. That had been then, and now he still wanted her, but in a completely different way. Oh he still wanted to fuck her as hard as she would let him, in any way she would let him, but he wanted more. Getting to know her outside of class, spending those three nights a week together in his basement gym training, Pritkin came to know Lizzie. And now he knew that he wanted to be with her for as long as she would have him. She was smart, funny, cynical, sweet, caring, tough, independent, considerate and so much more. She had become everything to him, the very definition of perfection, and Pritkin knew he had to have her, but he also knew he had to wait another two months for the tournament to be over before he could even consider making a move.
Pritkin mentally kicked himself for having such principles. He did not want to, could not take advantage of her trust in him as her teacher. He would have to wait. Looking over at her, across all the other party-goers, Pritkin knew that he would wait as long as it took to have her. Lizzie had made her way out onto the dance floor and now was moving to the thumping bass of an old-school dancehall tune. Pritkin felt himself getting hard watching Lizzie’s hips swing, her body moving in a subconsciously sexy way. Pritkin knew Lizzie didn’t think of herself as sexy, but he most definitely did. With her eyes closed, body swaying in time with the music, her hair swishing back and forth and a light sheen of sweat coating her skin, Pritkin could think of nothing but the way her body would move under his. Pritkin’s eyes travelled from Lizzie’s small feet, up her well-muscled legs to the swell of hips to her slender waist, catching a glimpse of her plump breasts, up further along her neck to her pouty full lips, her cute little nose and finally coming to her eyes.
With a jolt, Lizzie found herself staring into Pritkin’s bright green eyes from across the room. She quickly turned around, but it was too late, that one little glance made her wet. That’s what she hated most about Pritkin: he was able to make her heart beat rapidly, her palms sweat and her panties soaked with just a look. Lizzie shook her head. What the heck is wrong with me? She thought. It must be the beer, yeah, that’s it, it’s the beer! Even before the thought was finished, she knew she was lying to herself. He could do this to her when she was stone sober, and probably quicker. Just last week she had caught his scent, just a sniff, and she had to rush to the bathroom to… take care of her urges, and he wasn’t even anywhere near her! Just don’t think about him, don’t look at him, don’t think about him, don’t look at him over and over Lizzie repeated to herself, like a mantra. If she didn’t go near him, she wouldn’t want to jump him, and then she could continue to wallow in her hate for him.
Somehow Lizzie found a fresh beer in her hand. Funny, she didn’t remember finishing her last, but then thoughts of Pritkin started to rise again, and she took a huge swig of beer, figuring she could drown out the images of him sweaty and half-naked. She had just finished half the beer when she began to feel dizzy. Holding out her hand, Lizzie stumbled a bit on her way to find a steady surface. All of sudden she found herself enclosed in strong warm arms, pressed against a firm chest. Lizzie took in a sharp breath and with it came an intoxicating and thoroughly sexy scent. She sighed and melted against the hard body before she caught herself.
“Damnit Pritkin! Let me go!” Lizzie exclaimed angrily, hoping to cover up her earlier reaction to his body.
“And allow you to fall to the ground thereby injuring yourself and forcing you to sit out of this year’s tournament? I don’t think so, Chang,” Pritkin said calmly. He’d felt her relax against him, heard her sigh and damn near lost it. He had to catch himself before he took her right there up against the wall, in front of everybody. And he did, but just barely.
Lizzie pushed against him. “I’m fine!” She shouted, a little louder than was necessary, and stormed away. He let her go, and she stumbled out of the room and down the hallway. Get away from him, get away from him, get away from him became her new mantra. She found an open door and an empty room and rushed in, slamming the door behind her. Ok Liz, get a grip! He isn’t that hot! He’s entirely annoying, and you hate him! He is not for you, and you know it! Lizzie tried to convince herself that she didn’t want him, that he didn’t want her, that they were all wrong for each other. She thought about all the things that annoyed her about him, about all the times he was rude and condescending and all that. Lizzie started to calm down and get her hormones in check when other thoughts came crashing into her head. Images and snippets of previous conversations began floating around her head. Pritkin laughing at some ridiculous joke one of their friends made. Pritkin changing out of his sweaty t-shirt. Pritkin teaching the younger kids with a smile on his face and making the kids laugh. Pritkin discussing the current geo-political crisis, while joking about how he chose to move to Canada because really, who would attack Canada. Lizzie let out a frustrated huff and walked to the far side of the room. Just as she reached the bed side table the door flew open. Lizzie swung around and found herself face to face with an angry Pritkin.
“You are not alright! You are drunk and you will hurt yourself if you’re not careful!” Pritkin growled. Lizzie shivered slightly at the power in his voice. She had never seen him this upset, or sexy. His eyes were flashing and that voice! Where on earth did that sexy growl come from!?
“I am fine! I can take care of myself, and besides, why the hell do you care?” She continued before he could answer. “Oh yeah, that’s right, I’m supposed to be your prized pupil, the one who’s going to win the tournament and show Mikey that you’re ready to take on a class! Gah! I’m just a means to an end for you, aren’t I?!”
“That is completely untrue!” Pritkin countered. “You…”
“Whatever, I know you don’t really care about what happens to me and that after the tournament you’ll go back to ignoring me!” Pritkin took a small step back. He had indeed been trying to avoid Lizzie before he started training her, but that was only in an effort to spare himself some pain. But he had no intention of ever doing that again.
Lizzie took his retreat as confirmation of his previous actions and whipped around, presenting Pritkin with an angry back. “Please get out!” She spat over her shoulder.
Pritkin stood rooted in the spot. He didn’t want to leave. He didn’t want her to be angry at him like this. But most of all, he didn’t want her to think that she meant nothing more to him than a “means to an end”. He stepped towards her, grabbed her arm and spun her around.
Lizzie had a chance to briefly look into darkened emerald eyes before Pritkin’s mouth swooped down and crashed onto her. The intensity of his kiss stole her breath and Lizzie let out a small moan. Apparently Pritkin took the small sound as encouragement, because he slipped his arms around Lizzie’s waist, pulled her close and ran his tongue over her lips. Lizzie let his tongue in and fell into the most amazing kiss she’d ever had. There was an urgency and heat in that kiss that she’d only read about. As his hands began to move – one down towards her ass, the other up to tangle in her hair – Lizzie slipped her hands up over his button-down dress shirt covered chest. Through her palms she could feel his nipples tighten, and she smiled. Then she let out another moan as Pritkin’s hand found its way under her skirt to cup her left butt cheek as his mouth moved from hers to trail a hot wet path to her neck. In about two seconds he found her weak spot, right under her jaw, over her pulse. Lizzie moaned again and pressed her body more firmly against Pritkin. She ran her hands up to grasp his deceptively soft blond hair, pressing his mouth tighter to her skin. “Oh Pritkin,” she sighed. Then stopped and giggled. It just didn’t sound right. She felt his body shake a little and knew that he was giggling too. Then he ran his tongue over her skin and she shuddered. The action caused her to elicit an “oh John!”
John jerked his head back at hearing his first name uttered from those beautiful lips. He looked into Lizzie’s confused and slightly disappointed eyes and smiled.
“You called me John!”
“Uh… yeah… well moaning ‘Pritkin’ just sounded weird,” Lizzie responded, a little embarrassed. John growled deep in his throat.
“I liked it,” he said, right before he crushed her lips in another soul searing kiss. John couldn’t believe that it was finally happening. None of his fantasies were this hot, this good, this… right. John didn’t want to let her go, so he held her closer. The feel of her soft lips against his own, her tongue twining with his, her body against his nearly drove him out of his mind. I have to have her, tonight, right now, he thought. John ran his hand down from Lizzie’s silky mane, down her back and up her shirt. He brought his other hand up from her firm ass and used both to pull her shirt up over her head. John flung the offending garment across the room and kissed her neck and collar bone. He loved the way her skin tasted, slightly salty from the sweat and a taste that was indefinably hers. He kissed and licked his way to her plain black cotton covered breasts. John smiled at her choice of undergarments. From his previous excursion under her skirt, he knew that Lizzie wore a pair of boy-cut shorts and paired with the plain bra, John found this set sexier than any set of frilly, lacy underwear. Suddenly he had the urge to see if the panties matched the bra, and sunk to his knees. Looking up into Lizzie’s eyes, John ran his hands from her ankles up her legs slowly, leaving a trail of goosebumps. Lizzie sighed and her eyes rolled closed. John found it extremely alluring and rushed to find the zipper on her skirt. Once found, he made quick work of the tiny piece of fabric. As she stepped out of it, John saw that the set was indeed matched, and he ran his fingers over and under the tops of her panties. The dark patch on the crotch spoke of how much she wanted him, and John grinned. He would give her everything she wanted, and more.
Lizzie looked down into John’s eyes, and saw a mischievous twinkle and wondered what he was up to. Then he kissed her mound over her panties, and all thoughts fled. The feel of his mouth on her through the thin cotton made Lizzie even wetter and she could barely contain the wracking moan that threatened to take over her body. She closed her eyes and only let out a small sigh. Suddenly John’s mouth was gone and Lizzie snapped her eyes open, to find heated eyes staring back. Lizzie smiled and took the break from his devil mouth to catch her breath. Lizzie decided it was her time to see what he was hiding and proceeded to unbutton John’s shirt. Though she knew what his naked torso looked like, she had wanted to know what his smooth skin felt like under her fingers. As the shirt fell to the floor, Lizzie ran her hands all over his body, and suddenly that wasn’t enough. She wanted to taste him, so she leaned forward and started at his neck. She kissed him where he had kissed her, and to her delight he moaned and encircled her with his arms again. Then she ran her tongue over stubbled skin, down to the smooth planes of his chest, lightly dusted with thin blond hair. He tasted divine, completely male. She lightly flicked her tongue over one of his nipples, then bit down. The reaction that caused was the one she was looking for. John reared against her stomach, his previously large erection gaining more size. Lizzie worked her way over to the other nipple and did the same, to the same result. By now Lizzie was grinning and incredibly turned on. Since she liked how much his upper body tasted, she wanted to see if she would like what was below the waist. Lizzie dropped to her knees, unbuckled John’s jeans and slid them and his boxer briefs down. She was not disappointed.
John couldn’t believe this was happening! After all the months of pining and holding himself in check, Lizzie, his Lizzie was on her knees in front of him. It was all he could do not to thrust right into her waiting mouth. He looked down and saw Lizzie’s eye’s open in delight. While not overly huge John wasn’t small, either. Personally, he rather liked the size of his cock. Lizzie smiled up at him and his heart melted. Suddenly he didn’t want Lizzie on her knees, he wanted to be on his, for her. But then she stuck out her tongue and licked him, and all the minor things, like coherent thought, were beyond his ability. She licked all the way down from his tip to his balls, and John couldn’t catch his breath. He let out a hiss of pleasure when she sucked first one then the other into her hot mouth. Lizzie licked her way back up to his head, and placed her lips against it, and slid him passed her lips. John couldn’t remember feeling any better than at that moment. When she began to move her head back and forth, his knees buckled. Well that had never happened before! Lizzie drew her head back, sucking all the way, and looked up at him.
“Maybe you should get on the bed, baby,” she purred. Who was he not to comply? John backed up until the bed hit the back of his leg and fell onto it. He propped himself up on his elbows so he could watch the sexiest woman on earth pleasure him. Lizzie resumed her sucking, much to John’s delight. She began to intersperse the sucking with licking, firming up her tongue to flick the slit at his tip. As her head bobbed up and down, John felt that familiar tingle, and knew he was about to come. He didn’t want to come into her mouth, thinking that she might not like it.
“Baby,” damn he loved calling her that, “wait, I’m gonna come!” He thought that she’d stop, but she just looked up at him, smiled and sucked even harder. Short moments later, John felt the eruption beginning at the base of his cock, and then he was shooting stream after stream of hot come into her mouth. He couldn’t believe it, but she swallowed it all, barely gagging, and never stopping. As the last drop of his semen left his body, she raised her head and beamed at him. He was still rock hard and seeing her cocky, self-satisfied smile, he just had to take her. But first he would repay her for what she had just done.
Lizzie loved the way John tasted! He was musky, salty and… something, but whatever it was, she loved it! And after all her attention, he was still hard for her. She couldn’t believe it! She was wetter than ever and more than ready to take care of her desires. Lizzie felt John’s hand in her hair and found herself being drawn up to stand. John pulled her further and she ended up straddling his lap. She could feel his erection hot and directly under her pussy. She longed to rid herself of her panties and feel him sink deep inside her. But apparently John had other ideas. In one swift movement, he flipped her on her back and propped himself above her.
“That, my dear Ms. Chang,” he said, in a decidedly sexy voice, “was incredible. But now, it’s my turn!”
John kissed the breath from her body again and moved his lips and tongue down, eliciting sighs and moans. Lizzie could barely control her body, and felt her hips moving of their own accord. She dropped her head back onto the bed and let John do whatever he wanted. Soon she felt her bra being removed and then the cool air hit her nipples, hardening further. There was a pause in John’s actions and she looked up. He was staring at her breasts with a look of wonderment. Just as Lizzie was about to say something undoubtedly witty, John lunged forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth. There was no warning, no lead up, he just sucked and she moaned. Then he bit down lightly and Lizzie’s back arched. John licked her tortured nipple, and she couldn’t decide which she enjoyed more. She felt his tongue and lips move to the valley between her breasts and over to her other hardened nipple. He repeated the biting and sucking, but used his other hand to palm her other breast. As his teeth pulled one nipple, his hand pulled the other and Lizzie came undone. She cried out in pleasure as John rocked her into an incredible orgasm. It was the first time she had ever come just from having her breasts sucked and pinched. She looked into John’s eyes and couldn’t help the grin from spreading.
“That was beyond amazing!” She exclaimed breathlessly. John chuckled, a distinctly naughty and lusty twinkle in his eye.
“And to think, I’m far from done!” With that he resumed his path down her body. Lizzie didn’t know if she could handle another orgasm like that, but she most definitely wanted to find out. She felt his tongue licking her stomach, and all of a sudden he dipped into her bellybutton. Lizzie didn’t realize that that simple action could be so damned hot and erotic! He continued south, and she fought to find breath. John paused at the waistband of her panties and ran his tongue under the top. In the next instant, Lizzie felt a warm, wet pressure over her panties, directly on her clit. She felt her body start to shake as John’s tongue move back and forth over her button. Not wanting to come again so soon, and thereby admitting that he could push her button (so to speak), so she moved back a little, forcing John’s tongue to slide down a bit and easing the pressure that had been building up. Lizzie sighed out at the temporary relief, only to suck the breath back in when John’s tongue pushed into her opening. Lizzie was grateful for the thin piece of cotton protecting her from the full force of John’s talented tongue.
Just as she finished that thought, John grasped Lizzie’s panties and tore them from her body. The cool air against her hot, wet, just waxed slit was a shock to Lizzie’s body, which was only made worse when John blew cool air onto her. Lizzie shivered, moaned and writhed. Then she screamed as John thrust his tongue into her opening. She could feel his tongue moving inside her. A soft mewling began in the back of Lizzie’s throat that turned into a full blown groan as John licked the entire length of her slit, flicking her clit at the end. Lizzie’s back arched as John sucked her clit into his mouth and slid two fingers into her wet pussy. As his tongue flicked over her clit, his fingers found that spot that nobody else had. Lizzie screamed out John’s name as he worked her through an earth-shattering orgasm. That was the hardest she had ever come and it was her second in less than 20 minutes! John moved his back and up and Lizzie looked at him dazedly. Then she grabbed his head and pulled him into a deep kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue and found it more erotic than she ever thought possible. And suddenly she wanted more, which was exactly what John was thinking.
John was reluctant to leave the sweet honey pot between Lizzie’s legs, finding it to be the most delicious meal he’d ever had. But then she’d kissed him deeply and he just couldn’t wait to be inside her. He pulled back from the kiss and looked deeply into Lizzie’s warm brown eyes, now darkened with desire and pleasure. At that moment nothing else mattered to John except making sure Lizzie was truly and well satisfied, her two previous orgasms notwithstanding. John kissed Lizzie again and shifted his hips back, his rock hard shaft seeking out her warm opening. Finding it, John pressed his hips forward and they both exhaled as he pushed in all the way. The feeling was exquisite.
“Damn baby, you’re so tight!” John managed to grind out, before he began moving back and forth.
“Oh John!” Lizzie screamed. He loved hearing his name uttered in her sexy voice, hoarse from all the moaning and screaming. John started slowly, pulling out almost all the way, leaving only the tip in then pushing until he was hilt deep. Lizzie’s continued moans and sighs and her movement under him, her hips meeting his in increasing intensity, spurred John on. Tongue twining with hers, he picked up the pace until the bed was shaking from the force of their movements. That pressure began to build in John again and he didn’t know if he’d be able to hold back much longer, but he desperately wanted to make sure Lizzie came first, or at least close behind him. So he slowed down, in an effort make it last longer, but Lizzie was having none of it. As she felt John slowing his thrusting, and suspecting why, Lizzie wrapped her legs around John’s thighs, pushed him over onto his back and looked down into his surprised eyes.
“My turn,” she growled, and began rocking her hips back and forth. Lizzie shifted forward, the change in position eliciting a moan from them both. From this position, her clit was rubbing against the base of John’s dick. She could feel every vein along his hard length, and with each thrust it hit her g-spot. Lizzie was in heaven! She felt the beginnings of an enormous orgasm and quickened her pace. With John thrusting from under her, their rhythm reached a frantic pace. Somehow Lizzie ended up on her back again, and this time John didn’t slow down. He drove into her rapidly and forcefully, both of their breathing laboured. Lizzie began screaming John’s name as he started grunting, their rhythm becoming erratic. As the most intense orgasm Lizzie had ever felt in her 25 years took over, she felt the first streams of John’s come shoot into her depths. He exhaled her name, and then screamed it. Lizzie shut her eyes tight and uttered a final “John” as the last shudder passed through her body. John thrust one last time, shook and, with a huge grin collapsed on top of Lizzie, supporting most of his weight on his arms.
As they lay in bed, the sounds of the party raging through the door (with the occasional “Hell yeah”, “Finally”, and “Way to go guys” coming through), John looked down at the beauty cuddling up against him.
“That was beyond incredible, love!” John stiffened, the word had just slipped out. He didn’t know how Lizzie would react to being called “love”. Lizzie looked up at him, a little shocked, raised one eyebrow quizzically and waited for an explanation.
“Umm… well… uhhh…” John could think of nothing to say.
“Love? You love me, Pritkin?” Lizzie asked, a slight hint of amusement lacing her words. And suddenly John didn’t want to hide his feelings anymore.
“Yes, alright,” he answered, a little defensively. “I do. I love you! There, I said it! Make fun of me all you want!”
Lizzie just giggled, pushed herself up and kissed him. “Damn straight you love me! Cuz there is no way in hell that I’m gonna be in love with you, if you’re not in love with me!” John sighed a breath of relief, and pulled Lizzie into a deeper kiss. He felt himself stirring again, and by the way she was kissing back, he knew that she was getting ready too. Neither of them could wait to get back to his place, and maybe find a different use for the mats in his basement gym.
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2 weeks ago i found myself alone as the wife had taken the k**s away for the weekend i felt the need to play. I went to work and finished early and raced home feeling very naughty indeed. I got in and ran a bath and had a nice long soak indeed and thought about what i would do and where i might get some fun at such short notice? I got out my gear and put on a black basque with fake 40c inserts, lacy see thru black panties, black lacy top stockings, black strappy heels, skirt, top. I put on my...
Our last vacation and cruise was a year ago. We spent a week in Paris then few to Barcelona for a 12 day Carnival cruise on the Mediterranean. I was with my husband the whole time in Paris so nothing happened there. But on the cruise, that's a different story. There were a few guys I guess you could say, I enjoyed. My husband spent many nights late in the casino. I would cruise the clubs and bars. The second night there I picked up a young guy from England. I loved his accent. He took me to...
Copyright© 1992-2003 Said a lecherous fellow named Shea, When his prick wouldn't rise for a lay, "You must seize it, and squeeze it, And tease it, and please it, For Rome wasn't built in a day." My regiment had fought and died those days in early July, 1944. Yet when we finally entered Caen, tired half-starved people began to cheer. Not only that, a few brazen and obviously relieved civilians ventured forth and embraced and gave us hastily picked flowers. Many civilians...
Most guys lose their Virginity in High School, Trevor Smalls wasn't most guys. A meek and reserved young man, Trevor had a tendency to fade into the background wherever he was, the one exception being the Chemistry Lab that was where he burned hotter than his Bunsen Burner.Being from a modest background made socializing at Pinkerton University especially difficult, as many of the affluent students didn't take to kindly to mere Scholarship students attending their school. But Trevor saw an in, a...
I first met Stephanie when she came to my martial arts class. The flame haired vixen with the hot body and big boobs drew the attention of every guy there and she knew it. Of course, I made sure to add her to my Facebook so that I could jerk off to her pics, something I have done countless times. Over time, we got chatting and we became friends. I will tell you now, very little of her personality made me want to actually be mates with her. She was a real bimbo; shallow, self-centred and...
Introduction: So much of what is written comes from the minds of us males. What happens when a young girl imagines her favorite fantasies. Volume 1 My brother is at practice, and my parents arent home from work yet. Im naked, as I usually am when I have the house to myself, and I go into my brothers bedroom. I snoop around in his stuff, looking for anything he might be trying to hide but dont find anything new. I put on one of his hockey jerseys and lie on his bed. I begin touching myself...
(Palaestra - an ancient school of wrestling or gymnasium.) It all begins with the stink. The subtle and passing aroma of stale piss. The lingering, eye-watering stench of days-old smegma joyfully preserved around a cum-encrusted foreskin. A bouquet of delights! Endless, delicious, young boy farts. The stink of loathsome, putrid cunt-slime. The mouth now lasciviously salivating and the tongue sliding hungrily over fucking mean lips. Juices dripping like a tap. Fuck yeah! Only a supreme effort...
Dear all Main Pooja. Meri pehli story(My first exp with my mama part2) ko apne bahut saraha mujhe bahut acha lga mujhe bahut sare mails bhi aye.kaio ne pucha ki pooja ke yeh sachi kahani hai to main yeh bata du ki yeh bilkul sachi kahani thi.Aaj main apni life ka ek or sach apke samne lane ja rahi huun mujhe umeed hai ki aap ise fully enjoy karenge. Jaisa ki apni pichli kahani main maine batay tha ki mere mama ne mujhe chudna sikhaya wo bhi bare pyar se.Hum dono ne pure do saal full enjoy kiya....
Having a hard ass boss like Alex Coal who insists they work weekends is really wearing on Natalia Nix and Keira Croft. When Alex is away one Saturday, Natalia decides that she’s had enough of this. Natalia starts off complaining to Keira. When Alex lets the girls know she’s running late, Natalia goes from bitching to seductive. Keira isn’t as certain as Natalia, but she’s willing to be seduced. With a little bit of encouragement, Natalia eventually gets Keira on her...
xmoviesforyouThank you for the fantastic feedback and votes :). ***** The sky was a mass of dark and grey feathered clouds. A strong wind rolled rapidly over the crude greens and browns of the Sietter Hills. Tashka and Vadya rode over the brow of a hill, the wind whipping their cloaks against their faces and tearing at Tashka’s blue cap and Vadya’s brown hair. In the dull metallic light, they saw the weather-stained grey and fawn tents of Sixth H’las set out on a flat area of ground near a stream. ...
The doorbell rang. "Hello there, Penelope. It's been a while." "Oh, yes it has, Peter. I thought I should stop by. I know Esther wanted to talk about something. I hope I haven't missed her?" "Of course you missed her. She's on her way to her mother's house. Surely she told you that." "Well, yes. I suppose she did. I get so forgetful. But, how are you, Peter?" We had walked through the foyer and into the front room. Penny was wearing a black dress accentuated by pearls around her neck, and...
Quickie SexThis past week I called up a maid service and they sent me this petite latina. I decided to film all of it and gave her a bullshit excuse as to why. However, as time went by I noticed how desperate for money she was. I offered her some extra money to clean my house in just her bra and panties. Not too long after that, she was cleaning my house completely naked. This chick seemed to get hornier by every single thing I offered her. Eventually she dropped her supplies and jumped on my cock. She...
xmoviesforyouI use to tease my boyfriend and his friends. I didn’t know I would end up fucking one of them.. My boyfriend Nick would bring a friend over and they would play video games. So I thought it would be fun to put on a nightgown that was about 3 inches above my knees and walk around the apartment. I wanted to see if I could get there attention. I know Nick’s friend Don would stare at me while I walk around, because Don kept losing at some games. Nick would had other friends over, but Don was about...
Dad was already asleep in his room when we got home. I was going to let him know I was home, but I could hear the snoring through the door. So deciding not to wake him, I shrugged and went back downstairs. I turned the radio on softly, and noticed that Holly was sitting on the floor, her back a few feet from the couch. So understanding what she wanted I slipped in behind her and she leaned back and we cuddled.“Than you so much Pete” she whispered as I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed...
My company decided to send me to a conference in San Jose, CA on pretty short notice. Sheri had a bunch of vacation time, so I asked my boss if she could join me. It was no problem, but finding a hotel room in close proximity was much harder. We were always supposed to stay in the main chains of hotels because we got corporate discounts. With basically everything else booked, I found a small boutique hotel that had rooms available. The best part was it was within walking distance to the site of...
Wife LoversIntroduction: Continues the Amy series. Ive skipped the years of high school as being not very particularly engrossing. My years between ages 14 and 18 were fairly unremarkable, sexually. Well, unremarkable isnt really the right word, but if youve read prior chapters, you can write that chapter for yourself. Mark and I were solid soulmates. Neither of us had mentioned marriage, but I know that we both understood that after college that was where we were headed. Sex was regular and wonderful,...
Stevie Travels to WonderlandSteve sat in the back seat of his parent's car and grumbled. Steve's parents had woke him up at 7 am to drive to his grandparents' house. What an ungodly hour to get up and drive for an hour and a half to see old people (although his grandparents were only in their fifties). Steve's mom had practically wriggled her ass around on the passenger side seat with excitement making her big jugs shake seductively. He sat back and marveled at how weird his senior year was so...
Continuing from part one: “Oh, by the way, did I mention that I had invited the three Swazi boys around to the cottage for drinks tonight? They asked if they could bring three of their well hung friends. I said sure, I look forward to a fresh fucking challenge. You can serve the beers, naked of course as I’m sure they will all be amused seeing your pathetic pale phallus.” This was the first time and hopefully not the last that I saw my wife fucked by big black cocks. Likewise it was the first...
Flashback – Ben – Wrong place... There's nothing like being in the wrong place at the right time! A crazy-assed terrorist charged Jack and Masha and it could only mean one thing: He was another fucking suicide bomber and had them in his sights. Once a suicide bomber gets close enough to you, there is no winning because he will take you out. And he was almost close enough to Jack and Masha! They wisely turned tail and ran while I continued to provide cover fire and wished I had something...
I remembered it so well. It was as clear as if it was just yesterday. Each moment, every move and gesture even the words we used flooded into my mind."Undo the buttons on the cardigan Cat."I did and he took several shots as I moved around showing increasing amounts of my breasts."Take it off now."I did. More clicks as he took photos of me removing the dark blue, cashmere cardigan."Turn round."Click, click, click was all I heard as I turned my back to the camera."Bend forward, let me get that...
TRICIA! By Anne Gray She had read many of my stories on the Internet and then sent several e-mailsoverflowing with praise for my writing and asking if it was possible to meetme because she had feelings just exactly like some of the characters I hadportrayed. Well, I thought, why not? Tricia, I wrote, when you arrive in this city you will go directly to thehotel where you are pre-registered for a two night stay. Check in time is 3pmand as soon as you have unpacked I want you to go down to the...
I listen as you telling me your story over a beer across from the office. As you say, "I fantasize about my wife being with another man while I, husband watched. In my minds eyes, she's sitting on my lap kissing him and pushing her pussy down on my cock, I whisper to her I have a surprise for you. I smile and holding her arms tightly as I say come on in and a tall, mature black man walks in , I look at my wife and she said are you sure of this? What do you expect that is going to happen...
Chance stands naked in the shower behind his wife as she adjusts the temperature of the flow. His frosting slathered cock stands erect against her comparably smeared ass. Even though he went soft just a little while ago, he is raging hard again. Even after all these years since that first time, and after having their daughter, he finds that he is just as attracted to her as he is his sister. Satisfied with the water and with his hands on her hips, Jill turns to face Chance, smiling before...
Another hot, dry, desert day. Not a cloud in the azure blue sky. Dalia dropped to her bed exhausted from the heat and felt the coolness of the air conditioner pour over her. Slowly she pulled her top and her jeans off, her silky bra and panties barely covered her soft skin. Her eyes closed and she slipped into a deep sleep, letting the cool envelop her. Her breathing deepened and soft moans escaped her lips as the dreams overtook her. Dalia knocked at the door and from deep within the house...
Sarosa lived with them, which Daniel found a little strange, though not as strange as the circumstances in which it had come to pass. One day, about 7 months ago, Daniel had arrived home from school with a girl called Sarosa. He’d declared that she was his girlfriend, and that she was moving in with them. To Daniel’s surprise, his parents had agreed to it completely, despite never having met this girl in her life. Hell, Daniel had never even met her parents. Sarosa had fit in pretty well...
Sie stöckelte über die Straße zu ihrem Platz. Sie liebte den Sommer. Klar Laufhaus war auch toll, aber die Straße machte sie irgendwie mehr an. Immer schon. Es war schon früh am Morgen und nicht wirklich mehr viel los aber einen oder zwei Freier würde sie noch schaffen,wollte sie noch schaffen. Die Chancen standen nicht schlecht denn sie war der Hammer,generell und für die Straße sowieso. Carry lächelte,holte ihr Zigarettenetui raus und zündete sich eine kleine dünne Zigarette an,ein paar...
Author’s Note: Hello! This is the second story that I’ve written. With inspiration from stories such as ‘At the Cabin’ and ‘The After Party’, I’ve decided to focus a story around a group of teens just out of High School who are spending a week at a cabin by the lake. I’ll be delving into all the characters, their personalities and their relationships. With plenty of sexual tension, there will be personality clashes and the week away may not go as planned for these teens. Will be adding a branch...
TeenBengali villages wife husband in London this is a story from Bangladesh. we currently live in the UK. in Bangladeshi tradition and Culture sex is very very discreet not talked about .but sex is very common outside the marriage .my dad used to work abroad in the UK. and me and mom lived in bangladesh in a village. my dad only used to visit once every 3 to 4 year for about 4 weeks at a time. my mom and I lived with her parents. my mom is a very very sexy women she is really very tall and stocky...
I entered the apartment, and as promised, I heard the shower running. I Stepped into the bathroom and was shrouded by steam. Forget the mirror and the shower door being steamed up, I could barely see the had in front of my face. I stripped off my clothes and moved toward the shower. It was amazing how comfortable I had become with this business. I knew what waited behind the door for me was neither young or attractive, but I had had some truly amazing experiences since Bonnie had gotten her...
My name is Ally and and I love sex too. I also love getting dirty and we were going to do both this weekend. My boyfriend’s name is Kevin. We love to fuck whenever we get the chance, and this was going to be some chance. You see, my parents are distributors for ice cream shops and they have tons of supplies in a big refrigerator and freezer in our basement. Chocolate syrup, whipped cream, chocolate pudding, fruit toppings, everything. And our goal was to be wearing all of it while fucking our...
“Daddy?” She was sitting on my lap while I watched the news. Nude, as usual. Since she had decided that she wanted to adopt a natural lifestyle, shortly after her eighteenth birthday, she had insisted I do so as well. Somewhere she had heard that Japanese families often bathed together, and had decided she wanted a Japanese style family. It took me a while to become comfortable with it, but I was adapting. “Yes, sweetie?” “I know I promised that our Japanese style family would be our little...
IncestAs their teacher walked into the classroom, one of Harry’s classmates let out a wolf-whistle. “All right,” Mrs Jenkins said. “None of that now.” Despite her harsh tone, Harry noticed the hint of a smile in the corner of her mouth. It seemed that his favorite teacher was starting to enjoy the attention. Aside from the view, there was very little enjoyable about Mrs Jenkins’ class, and Harry found himself instinctively reaching underneath his chair, hoping to strike gold twice. There was...
Back to Lane: I just 'did' a virgin. First time I did that. Even when I was a horny teenaged boy (like there's any other kind), by the time I got a girl to drop 'er pants, she'd already taken care of that little obstruction. So here I was, almost thirty, and I just, as they say, deflowered a virgin. 'Deflowered'. By trying to sound poetic, it comes off sounding so freakin' pornish, and yeah, there was a time in my life where I paid a little too much attention to porn. That ain't...
The weekend was here and it was time to relax. I had already smoked a little weed and had a few beers and was just getting ready to get in the spa as was my custom on Friday nights. I didn’t get out much since my wife of 30 years had passed. In my mid-50s there was really no point. Even though I had my own company and was doing pretty well the women I was interested in were more interested in younger, more virile guys. Guys with beards and man buns and other effeminate traits that were...
Jim spoke about something new and I would have to wait for it. At that point I had been fucked by him, jerked and sucked him off. He had shot a few times on my face and made me lick it up. I had missed a few weeks and was going crazy to see him. A Tuesday night came and I had a late night massage scheduled with him. I arrived, took a shower, and got on table with my face down. He had come out and we chatted like we had always done. Jim was naked now and started to work on my ass. It always...
Amber was a very shy sixteen-year-old, late to develop girl. Her chest was still relatively flat; she barely filled an A-cup bra. She had no friends at school or who lived near her. She had a sixteen-year-old male cousin, Billy, who lived on a farm about five miles out of town, which she was comfortable being around because they had grown up together; their mothers were sisters. Amber's mother passed away from cancer when Amber was ten. Her father, Jack, has raised her since then. Her Mom's...
It was 3:30pm when I awoke. I was alone in bed. I got up and walked around the apartment looking for Carol but she was no where to be found. Then I discovered I was starving. I fixed myself something to eat and opened a beer and turned on the TV. TV was boring and I hit the off button and noticed a thick document laying on the coffee table. On the front it read CAROL'S STORIES. I had been meaning to get this out. Now I opened it. I flipped through Chapter 1 quickly, Carol had told me all...
I am 22 years old, 5ft 8in tall guy. I have just completed my MBA and joined the MNC as the management trainee. We have many ladies in our office and few beautiful in my department. All of them are married and having children. There age is around 30years. And I am the only young guy in the department. We are total 5males and 4females.And all are almost equal age, we all make jokes and parties with each other. After drinking in the parties the girls sometimes comes out with adult jokes and it...
I worked in a dry cleaners for almost ten years. I've seen it all. In that industry sex sells. Men pick up their clothes and they want to see a hot bitch barely dressed. They need her to flirt. You get deep in their heads asking 'how their day went?' Suddenly, you seem to care about them more than the trophy wife at home.If you want a rich husband, working at a dry cleaners is a good place to look. I don't do the suit and tie kind of guy. I had a boyfriend. Most girls cheated. We were all alone...
Introduction: Chapter 27 finds me having fun with Gina, John and a black man. In my last chapter, John caught me having sex with Adam. He was more hurt than he was mad, however, I got a red butt for being a bad girl. I not only enjoyed the spanking he had given me but also I loved it when he made me suck his cock as he did. John also told me I was to become his little slut to use as he saw fit. John also had me dye my hair from blonde-haired woman to a light brown-haired woman just on a whim. ...
Hello all, I am bittu again. Presenting 2nd part of the most arousing story of recent times. The incest saga. Please do read the first part by the name “The incest saga 1 REALISATION ” for better understanding. Coming to the story, I could not forget the series of incidents happened. I was get shivers every time I thought of the feeling of touching her boobs. I was equally scared that she might tell my parents about my deed. So I fell back. I did not visited her for next week. But I could not...
IncestKate That was the single hottest experience I’ve ever been a part of! It took every ounce of willpower in me to refrain from riding his beautiful cock! It got bigger since last year, that’s for sure! I’m just so mad at myself for taking it to the next level and making him cum inside of me. Yes, I’m on the pill (I get them through the school nurse), but he looked super uncomfortable with the situation. I’d never seen somebody so quick to leave my side after being inside of me. That never...
He could feel the wind wrapping itself around his body as he cruised his motorcycle down the lonely stretch of highway. He could see the sun setting in the horizon and knew he found a place where he wanted to be. The motorcycle was something he had been hoping to own someday, he just didn’t realize someday would become today. He looked down to see how fast his bike was traveling and when he glanced up again, he almost didn’t see her parked along side of the road with her hood popped on her...
Sissy Prudence (Part 4) (by Sissy Caroline) Section 1 "Control, discipline and dependence are all very closely linked Jennifer. Ultimately we want him to be totally dependent on us and we use discipline and other means of control to help us achieve that state of dependence. Although you should be very pleased with progress, he is a long way yet from where he could be as we have discussed previously." "I know that you're right Janice. I love the way he has responded so far but...
"Hi." He said eagerly after looking at the caller I.D. "Hi honey, how's it going?" Said a womans voice on the other end. "It's fine, I still have quite a bit of unpacking to do. I just got back from orientation." He replied, as he glanced around his small apartment, realizing he would have a lot of work to do. "So the trip there was fine? Me and your father were a little bit worried about you that we didn't hear from you last night." Said his mother. "I know, the...
I was shopping in a small clothing store. With several pairs of pants and few shirts and shorts in my hand, I go to the dressing rooms to try them on. In the back are several small booths, three on each side. At the end of the dressing area is a large mirror. Each room has a curtain in front of it to shield the shoppers from watching as you change. I selected the one furthest from the store closest to the mirror and proceeded to undress. I wasn't wearing any underwear and the air conditioning...
In The Workout sexy young blonde Kayla Kayden is looking to get over her cheating ex-boyfriend Alex Legend. Kayla had been moping around while trying to forget about her ex, so she decided to hire a personal trainer to help get her motivated. The private workouts were going well but Kayla realizes that she still needed that hot rebound fuck. The gym session gets a lot more intense as Kayla takes off her top to put her perfect DD tits on display. She makes good use of her trainer as she gets...
xmoviesforyouNotes: { This is a fantasy! Women are lovable persons and I would do anything to make them happy. I am a vegetarian myself. }Cannibal Cruise. Chapter 1.Year 2095 C.E. Cannibalism is now practised, to some degree, in nearly every country. The 2005 aviary influenza epidemic brought a dramatic change to the world's female population. Somehow the virus fired some, hitherto repressed genes in women and female animals bringing a sudden change in their behaviour. Mankind first noticed changes in...
Gold and Expansion Jun 10, 1858 In the morning, not wanting to leave two women and two infants alone and unprotected on the ranch, I took them into town with me, intending to put them up at a hotel in the room next to mine. The desk clerk and I both blushed when Vivian stated adamantly that the constable had awarded me everything, including them. They had no intention of staying anywhere but with me. Instead, I got one room with the biggest bed they had available. They knew the bank their...
Bound To Her ForeverProlog I try to remember sometimes. I try to remember what life was like before I became what I am today. I like to think that maybe I had friends, a life and hopes and dreams for the future. In the darkness while she sleeps, I imagine what I might have been. I can’t recall anything about my life before they found me. I like to pretend .At 22 years old, I might have been at university. I might have had a boyfriend. He might have told me how much he likes my long red hair. We...
‘It’s a yoke restraint,” a voice said from behind. Sandra turned around to find a tall, well built black male in front of her. He was smiling as he looked down at the object in her hand. She felt uncomfortable. She was in a sex shop looking at some items in the BDSM section. Steve was supposed to be with her but he had gone to the cash machine to withdraw some cash to pay for their intended purchases. He did not want his accountant to see purchases on their credit card statement bearing the...
The dance floor was probably very crowded, but I wouldn't have known. As far as I was concerned it was just her and me. We moved together perfectly, our eyes fixed very firmly on each other, every song the D.J. played seemed to mean something to us, every line of every song was for us, she clung to me with every step, she moaned softly in her throat when she felt my hands on her bottom."It's fat Danny," she whispered and then held me tighter when I told her it was perfect.We stopped halfway up...
IncestFebruary 24, 1997, Chicago, Illinois “Can you forgive me for being a complete ass?” I asked without waiting for a response. “Shut the door, please.” I nodded and shut the door, then sat down on her couch. “I am really sorry, Sweetheart,” I repeated. “I know. And I understand how visceral your feelings on these matters are, but for the most part, the system works pretty well.” “Please forgive me if I vehemently disagree,” I replied softly. “But even so, I should never have said what I...