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[Brandybee]

The bar is just rocking and I am pleased the “Cocks n Roses”  first concert is going down so well. They are excellent musicians,  singers and know how to work our AB&G patrons ,  not to mention extremely handsome, especially the hunky Bear in the pink cowboy hat!!!  :

I see a new face enter the bar and move over to chat.  Momma _Andrea nods to  me as I approach her, busy with a tray of glasses.  She’s her usual cheery self  & I indicate theres a drink behind the bar when she’s ready and mouth “ Congratulations on your 500 posts”.  :-*

Amy42370 orders a Gin & Tonic from Old Joe.  He fills her glass and gives her a complimentary  “ Cocks n Roses”  T shirt.

JD, J2D2, Jayc, Stone & Old Joe are all busy behind the bar.

I greet her and explain the first drink is on the house. 

HB takes to the stage and  sings a soft catchy melody  as we chat, then we both join in singing..
“Boys in the girls room
Girls in the men's room
You free your mind in your androgyny
Boys.. Boys in the parlour
Girls.. They're getting harder

I'll free your mind
I'll free your mind
I'll free your mind
I’ll free your…”
We  sway suggestively  to the music  and I sip my drink, a Brandy & Lemonade as I dance away.

Lover revs the audience up with us shouting out the letters he’s asking for –   C…O….C…K…S ….. COCKS…   N…  R…O…S…E…S…… N.. ROSES
We all chant    “COCKS N ROSES” …..  “COCKS N ROSES”…..COCKS N ROSES”…
Sparklers and  Lighters are given out and lit for his song..

Lover sings and we sway our hands above our heads with the lights
We join in the chorus –
“I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails
I wanna be just as close as your Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on a bed of roses”

Mercer78 strides into the bar and almost immediately his eyes centre on Momma_Andrea and insists on a dance.
I catch his eye & wink at him.   “ I’m so proud of him, hopefully, he will have good news soon. “
He winks back & twirls Andrea around.

Sexilicious jumps on stage to give MeSexLover a love whilst he plays. It’s a touching sight.

Mollie & Mooncalf tease Old Joe and he blushes as he serves them.  Whatever they said, he certainly had a spring in his step afterwards. They join Pafe & Satoire with drinks and sing along to the concert.

Tango is next with a more upbeat song.  As he does the intro, instead of singing  “ Thunder”  Some of sing   “ TANGO”   &   “ instead of  “ Thunderstruck “ … “ TANGOSTRUCK”

jcm0824 is next with a fantastic drum intro …  we jump and dance to the  beaty rhythm singing along with him and clapping…
“I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day”

Snowbunny & bluedenim jump on stools and lift their  T shirts to show braless shaking boobies to the Cocks N Roses.

“ What a fabulous idea! “    More girls jump on stools to show their beautiful breasts to their favourite band.

I shout to Stone & the two Amys – Amy42370 & ItsAmy123 –  “Come on Girls, on the bar”   We jump on the bar counter, much to Old Joe’s, Jayc, Covems , Old_Goat’s & James_Dean’s (JD) delight and flash our tits too.  They  bounce and rock as we shake our bodies..

The next song by Tango is slower and couples, sway and hold each other gently as he sings…

It’s very moving and touching.  I listen swaying, watching and singing to my Bear..  “Maybe  I should get him that pink collar to go with that hat…” I muse ..   

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I lean over to Old Joe “ Make sure there is a drink put behind the bar for HB – he’s hit over 5500 posts, something of a record, I think “   :-*

I’d congratulate him but he’s a bit busy  with Tango at present…..  I blow a kiss in his direction x  :-* :-* :-*

[Brandybee]

Big congratulations  Stray.  Great release  :-*

[Brandybee]

MANY HAPPY RETURNS OF THE DAY  OLD_GOAT

Hope you have a wonderful day with lots of hugs, kisses & birthday cake.  Have a great day. Mwahhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Brandybee]

I feel my cheeks flush and my body temperature rise in its heightened sexual state. My breathing is excited little pants and my eyes are shut.  My mind  vividly plays out my exciting little fantasy enhanced in the moment, by the naughtiness of touching myself in forbidden territory.

A public student library would indeed be embarrassing if caught. I think I hear movement in the aisles of books and listen , on alert.  Nothing more so I continue.  I hear the breathing of the couple further away and feint chat but no danger there..

My fingers touch the outline of my wet vagina, spreading the outer lips to dip and tease. I spread my sexy produce, stimulating my lips and work to my swollen clitoris, peaking out from its protective hood.
I spread my legs a little more, stretching my wet panties resting at my knees. The cooler air whispers against my heated moistness and I groan more.

It feels good and my excitement builds.
My other hand moves up to squeeze my breasts over my outer clothing….. 

The cowboy senses someone maybe watching and looks over to a large boulder. Somehow he knows I am there, knows the primitive calling of a female in heat and his interest is peaked.
He swims towards the shoreline in front of my hiding place. My heart beat rockets and I try and silence the give a way pants of my breathing.  I crouch and turn my back against the hard rocky surface, trying to flatten myself. 

“ Oh God, had he seen me, admiring his physique?  Would he sense I was drawn to his stunning nudity? “

I turn and peak at him again. He had reached the shoreline and was rising from the water like a magnificent God.  The water cascades down his wet body. He is stunningly handsome. I am spellbound as he rises higher revealing  all. Mmmm.

I gasp at him in wonder.  The water clings to his hair as he brushes it back, droplets bead on his toned body. The smattering of chest hair is darkened by the water on his tanned skin.  I notice there is a whiter part where the sun hasn’t  weathered him, so sexy and hot !

My heart thuds as he moves closer. He stands naked , proud,  wonderful, on the dusty floor and listens. He cocks his head… I hold my breath willing him to move on and not discover my carnal interest in his bathing…

I flood more and my hand starts a rhythmic rub. I am excited now and there is no going back. My body is frenzied with excitement with the need of my  virtual wet cowboy catching me…..

[Brandybee]

Lover, good to see you are designing again.

I like the style's  of your new designs.

Love the safari outfit.  Pity you don't have the hat map yet.  A variation on the cowboy hat would look good in khaki with a leopard band around it and of course  thigh high boots.

Well done, keep up your hard work.

[Brandybee]

Congratulations Tango,

I bet you will look great in those pantaloons  of mine ….  Power to Bridget Jones …

[Brandybee]

“OMG ”    Shreiking, running  through the forum village with no panties  ”  Thief  Thief , My panties . I've been robbed ” 

“Did anyone see anything?  It happened so quick”   

” Police, Police,  My panties are gone ”     

[Brandybee]

Thanks guys for your kind words.   The stories and the contest are a labour of love though.  I love reading them and love seeing how authors grow and build.

I think Tight would be pleased how his baby is developing.

Enjoy everyone and please, please vote.

Adult Game AChat > Organizations & Events > Contests > ” PUBLIC EVENT ” THE STORIES. EROTIC STORY CONTEST 5.
https://funnyadultgamesplay.com/forum/index.php/topic,2707.0.html

[Brandybee]

Well,  the time is here once again for the launch of the voting for The Erotic Contest Story  –

The stories for Erotic Contest 5 – PUBLIC  EVENT  have now been published.

I have 11 stories that have been entered in the Erotic Story Contest and considering it was over Summertime & people’s vacation time, I don’t think that’s too bad.  So Thank you all so much.

May I personally thank each & every one of you for your  help & support for making Erotic Story Contest 5  the success it is. Thank you to Covems for  the poster, he created to launch this contest. 

Thank You to  ALL the authors who decided to compete, the ones who tried to beat the deadline but real life issues intervened- it happens ( BUT, I will get you next time  ) – and all of you who will take the time to read & vote for your favourite story.

Every vote is important, it shows the authors you really do care for their efforts & that their stories are very much appreciated.

All of the stories are unique and fantastic in their own right. Each is an achievement  in their own right .  So Thank you  on my behalf & that of Forum for entering the Erotic Story Contest 5.

There are a mix of authors as usual,  but there are some who have overcome difficulties  to meet the contest dead line, that are never actually  publicised  and I feel should be recognised & commended , even if anonymously to protect confidentiality.

There are our none native English speakers –  To write a story in a second language and to put it up for a contest  against Native English Speakers is an achievement in itself.  I know, I could never accomplish such a feat  or even have the confidence to then put it up for a vote and critique.
So, as Contest Manager – I would like to commend each & everyone of  you. You have my utmost respect  & admiration.  Well Done You.

There are also authors who have the disadvantage of suffering from  conditions such as Dyslexia .  Again,  to enter a story for the contest when words & concentration are not easy for you, is a FANTASTIC achievement.  You also have my utmost respect  & admiration to overcome the difficulties you have & then to reach your goal of a published story entry is awesome.  Well Done You. 

You all know who you are , and I extend a personal Thank you to you, for your support & courageous efforts.

Also  my “anchor “  authors who always enter a story  to show support for me, for forum and  for unwavering support for the Erotic Story Contests … Thank you so much.

And Thank you to new authors who decided to push themselves on this occasion & submit their very first story for the contest.  Well done and no matter what the outcome of the voting, you are now a published erotic author for Achats  Forum..  Well done and I hope you enter future contests.

No matter, how the voting falls, and there are always surprises in the Forum Village, as it should be, Please, do not ever be disheartened if your story only attracts a few votes – remember, only one story can be voted for by each Forum Member as a favourite.  Your goal has in fact,  already been achieved  – you HAVE reached your personal goal of your story being entered & published and you will receive a minimum of A$600, when the voting is concluded .  That makes you a winner already in my eyes. 

The top 3 prizes are always a bonus though and  with that said,
I proudly present the published stories –  “ PUBLIC  EVENT” – THE STORIES.  EROTIC CONTEST  5 open for voting….

GOOD LUCK TO ONE & ALL.    AND  HAPPY  READING  ( and wanking    ).

[Brandybee]

                                       
                                             

 11.   Seduction on the Stage ( S.O.S )    PART   2       –      Cheya 

Suddenly an arm slips around my shoulder, suprising me, i felt a hot breath behind me just moments later „I knew you would still be around here“
„What took you so long Vince ?“ i practially purred.
„Oh well, i dont hunt, it'd be vulgar, i merely dance and enjoy to take my time“ he chuckled.

In a quick and effortless manner he slipped a hand on the nape of my neck and traced his soft lips along my shoulder free silky skin and upwards to my neck, kissing and nibbling very lightly and yet enough to let my excitement swell in an instant as he moves further and further along my jaw line.

I could feel his warmth, his presence, his entire masculine body on my back, clouding my senses as he continued his trail along my wonderland! I was just so incredibly tempted to jump all over him but we were standing right in the middle of the crowd, it was getting dark already, a wonderful starlit night, torches and candles were put all over the place, the stage headlights slightly dimmed to create a more romantic and intimate atmosphere. It was a blissful moment in which i closed my eyes, hearing all the people around me and feeling how my stagehands exploring hands moved further and further down, invading my dress, letting his fingertips run down the smooth and silky skin, admiring my slender curves…
I leaned my head back, meeting his fiery gaze and put a soft kiss on his cheeks. „Mmmm … not here! I whispered almost being brought to the point where i'd have given in to his temptations.

„Oh, my kitty is afraid of spectators?“ he teased and slid his fingers over my tummy, gently caressing with one hand, the other reaching along my lower belly and around my inner thighs, a joyful prickling spreading over my nether regions, desperately hoping he wouldnt notice my state of arousal through the already seeping black lingerie.

Fine, he wanted to play, i'd be all up and let my small hands run behind my buttocks, starting over to massage his thighs while i began to rub my back into his groin, almost instantly noticing the rising bulge with a small smile.
„I like what i feel there, is it another Baguette ?“ i smirked and started to shove my delicate fingers in between his jeans, drawing closer and closer to his erection with every single move

His breath on my neck got labored and his strong hands started to teasingly pull on the edge of my string, just pushing it slightly down my ass cheeks, increasing my want even more, igniting all my senses, i could feel the gentle breeze of this warm summer night swooshing over me and causing shivery goose bumps to appear all over me and had to bite down on my bottom lip, trying to stifle in my moans, not wanting to give myself away in front of the crowd, all those people that stood around us, breathing, watching, laughing, i wasnt sure if anyone noticed but yet it excited me immensely, the quickening breath of excitement, the pulse of the racing hearts, was it just mine or his as well ?

My fingertips wandered down along his length, gently letting them tip along the smooth taut skin of his member, watering my mouth and flushing my senses, slowly pulling on the zipper with one hand while the other still massages along his hardness, my palm softly circling over his pulsating blood vessels while i freed his length out of his jeans, only leaving his pants left between us.

„Now now, aren't we a little too curious kitty?“ he softly whispered while kissing his way around my earlobe and down to my shoulder blade.
Turning my head a little to the side i replied „Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery!“
„Oh even a literal? You're growing on me by the minute, soon i have to do something about it!“
„I can feel your growing something already and its definitely not a baguette this time!“
Both of us giggled before i rocked my hips with a little more urgency into his groin, circling and rubbing, increasing the friction while both of my hands held onto his staff, massaging and kneading softly up and downwards and my thumbs rising up to his head.

„Not so fast curious kitty!“ he growled lowly into my ear and his kisses started to turn into little bites, his questing fingers finally reaching my wetness, tapping, teasing and circling his long fingers around my quivering mound.
He then turned for a moment to grab something from behind, we were standing relatively close to the wall, i heard a little noise and was just about to turn!

„Dont look!“ he growled again and grabbed an apple from a food platter standing on the side, sliding it right over my back and up my neck, along my cheeks and finally over my alluring lips.
„Bite it“ he growled demandingly close to my ear, i pouted for a moment in hesitation and confusion. „I'll promise, it will satisfy you“ a devilish grin ran across his lips.
I frowned „It better does!“

The very moment i bit into the apple his movement changed and he grabbed both of my ankles in a vice grip behind my back while he roughly ripped the triangle of my little string apart.
„Hey, thats mine!“ i barked.
„Now its my little souvenir!“
He whispered close to my ear and his fingers started to rub against my swollen entrance, ever so slightly parting them and letting one finger bit by bit enter while his steely manhood continued to rub against my lips from beneath in between my firm thighs.

„You are quite wet!“ he added provokingly as i felt the friction flushing my body and adding to my urging desires, yet absolutely excited but extremely presumptuous of him to play with me like that. I tensed up my endlessly long legs and squeezed his shaft tight in between my embrace, increasing the pressure, not wanting to give him satisfaction to his terms so easily, our actions became more feverish with every move … until suddenly another voice appeared close to us

„So what do you think about the play ?“ What ? They were still playing ? For this short moment i had completely forgotten all my surroundings and was solely focused on the marvellous man on my back.
„Oh it's quite a show!“ Vincent replied with a slight blush, awakening me from my little daydream.
„It's Amazing!“ i sighed with a wide smile! 

„Now that was close! Maybe i should show you my very own stage!“ he whispered teasingly back at me.
„Oh ? Is it worth a look ? i grinned back at him.
„Dont worry, you'll be satisfied! he answered mischievously, chuckling and swiftly pulled my hands, dragging me through the crowd to the backstage area while the play still proceeded.

He wasted no time as we finally reached the area behind the show, quickly turned his head left and right to check before he turned towards me again, i was meeting his casual yet piercing gaze, as he closed the distance between us in a mere second, letting my pulse quicken in excitement.

His rough hands were effortlessly pressing me against the coldness of the masonry before he abused one of the many ropes put in store there to tie my ankles up again, raising my excitement immensely, knowing that someone could approach us any second!

My eyes light up in surprise, holding contact with the fiery and desire full ones of him, his fingertips gently sliding in between my bosoms down over my navel, the back of his hand brushing left and to the right, circling and marching towards my inner thighs, making me gasp in lust and utmost desire, pulling my dress with both hands slowly upwards until my eyes were covered, making me a prisoner of my own dress before his stubbled face traced down over my chest again, gently rubbing and scratching on my now revealed bare naked top, the slender curves and symmetrical rounded breasts free at his gaze.

Drinking at the sight of my naked body splayed out before him. Ohh he clearly didnt need an RSVP Invitation for those as he started to twist my already stiffening nipples in between his fingers, gently rubbing them back and forth while more and more kisses rained down on my body, feasting himself on my petite and enticing body with hunger, cupping my full breasts in between his warm and strong hands, his teeth grazing against a taut nipple before he captured my rose-tipped breasts in his mouth while he teased my sensitive nipple with his tongue and his hands slid over my soft curves.

My arousal reaching higher and higher levels while i struggled against the restrains, making me gasp more and more when he started to part my lips again and pressed his finger into my center, just to slid it back out right away. Continuing his merciless teasing of my clit, pushing back again into me, searching for my sweet spot. The heavenly sensations sent my mind reeling and my head thrashing against my dress as he keeps on stroking my magical spot. I rose my hips to meet his every thrust, writhing in utmost joy, spasming around his fingers and pushing me straight into my impending climax.

He then felt the urgent desire to taste me and hungrily traced his mouth down to my moud, lavishly swirling his tongue over my wetness, slurping, sipping, drinking my essence with utmost relish.

„Oh i'm so going to pay you back!“ i moaned up!
„Shhhh dont fight it!“ he whispered gently into my ear and lifted the negligee just enough to free my lips and put a longing and with burning desire filled sizzling kiss onto my pouting lips.

He broke the kiss for a moment and left me panting, hearing the sound of dropping clothes with a much appreciating smile before he pushed his entire weight against me, his erection angrily rubbing against my lower belly, pulsating and aching, the air filled with the scent of sex, arousal, the audience and actor on the stage behind us.
He leaned in very closely until i could feel Vince speak directly into my ear

„I want you Valentina“ my throat turned dry and my body boiled with lust and need, those words alone nearly made me shatter.
„Mmmm, i want you too, i want you inside of me!“

Lost in sensations, i felt how he devoured me completely, his rigid length gently pushing inside my nether regions made me let out a small cry while he hungrily feasted himself on my still rockhard nipples, making me arch my back even further in such exquisite delight.
He sank into my warmth, silky recesses over and over again, thrusting into me with ardour and passion, with fire and need.

„Almost there. Vince, take me harder.“
„Vince, i'm gonna, ahh, I'm …“
With loud cries i spilled over the edge and began to convulse around his shaft, shaking and panting in heavenly sensations just in sync with his explosion inside of me, letting the both of us join a moment of pure bliss. God, that was amazing!

When his pole stopped spurting, he collapsed right onto me, capturing me in a rain of passionate kisses before he untied me and we sank to the ground and he finally pulled the negligee over my head, sweeping a piece of sweaty hair off my cheek.

The play finally reached its end and the thunderous applause from the audience kicked in right after we reached the peak of pleasure from our own little one. How very fitting i thought to myself in utmost joy, cuddling a little closer.

„Can you hear them ? They're cheering for your performance!“ i giggled, gently nuzzling into his shoulder.
„But of course, they do! I wrote the play after all, not just ours!“ he smiled mischievously with grinning teeth
My eyes popped open in surprise before i was finally able to reply „Oh my, you get your hands on everything dont you?“
I might, but you are my favorite attraction here by far!
„Of course!“ i laughed and wrapped my arm tightly around his neck, pulling him in close to me, staring deep into his eyes in silence.

You hear that ? sounds like the audience wants an encore!
Not just the audience! He winked playfully.

THE END

[Brandybee]

                                       
                                               

 11.   Seduction on the Stage ( S.O.S )    PART   1      –    Cheya 

I feel the wind rushing across my face like an invisible wave crashing over me, I started holding my breath the moment I left, wondering what the day would bring to me but there is no way I could prepare for the scope of it all when I sleepy-eyed through the open window

It was in a small sleepy village where I had been residing for my holidays, just a week to clear my mind from the stressful daily life. My name is Valentina, independent novel writer from one of the larger cities.

I nervously shifted my legs as I happened to let my gaze wander abstracted through the window again, unaccustomed to such calmness, usually I would have been awoken by a loud siren, or noise of the ever new building construction zones around but it was absolutely peaceful, just a few people were passing by down the street and something a little further in the distance caught my attention. God, there was no denying, I was totally and irrevocably bored.

I was unable to make out what was waving down there on the telephone mast so I decided to swiftly slide into my rosy patterned summer dress and take a little walk, it intrigued me and I had been spending enough time in the hotel cabin already so why not just have some fun, I thought to myself!

Making my way down and out to the street, a small summer breeze waving around me and letting my curly raven hair dance to the wind, it was just about to fall off as I quickly held onto the flyer … „ ONLY TONIGHT at 9 PM –  THE NEWEST INSTALLMENT OF RED RIDING HOOD, written and humorously interpreted by V.V. Free entrance.

I raised my eyebrow and questioned myself with a shrug,  “Guess it’s the only attraction around here and since I could very much need some diversion anyway, maybe I should give it a go“.
It was for from evening but it didn’t seem to be that far away, I wanted to take a peek, since I was dressed already and more and more intrigued by the bill.

I grabbed my purse and it took me only mere minutes to reach the stage, it was open air festival, naturally considering the summer season, only the main stage itself was roofed and everyone was still in the middle of the build up, a small group of supposedly younger guys were standing around in the corner, chit chatting while I just spotted one man working, climbing upwards in the Framework that was at least 15 feet up in the air, fumbling and constructing the lightening for the show.

He was a very tall built guy, toned, a fairly short curled brown mane, a prominent chin and most of all bare chested working in the sun, broad shoulders and clearly remarkable abs that sent my mind reeling immediately, letting a little smile spread across my lips.
“What are you thinking Valentina ?“ He's probably just another player and by God, I never took any interest in those, I was able to smell most of them a mile away already and I wasn’t the type of girl that threw herself into adventures anyway.

My mind was almost lost in another daydream when my ears picked up  a louder noise, the small group of workers standing aside got into a more heated discussion,   “The Ladder won’t reach up there anyway … god damn it, we never get the right equipment to work with anyway!“ another voice entering the debate made me jump awake again, deep low and yet so calm and captivating „We've gotta fix this issue with the barrels over there!“

Everyone else turned silent for a moment and then agreed, as I looked up, I realized it was the little Tarzan from the framework that swiftly made its way there. So it was his voice ? Curiosity might kill the cat but it clearly sent new sparks of my interest as he pushed them aside and bravely climbed up the barrels, yes you heard right there! Upping the barrels and making his way up and you could guess what happened! I was just about to stretch my arm out and warn them, that it wasn’t such a good idea as the cracking sound already filled the air …
The brave stagehand from before got a very hard landing there

„Eeeeeek … are you hurt ?“ I jumped up and swiftly ran over, the other workers around still standing kinda paralzyed
“No, just my pride …“

His words seemed to be stuck in his throat right when he looked up at me, he blushed a little ashamed and slowly got back onto his feet again. Boy was he cute! Did I just break his self esteemed behaviour or was he perhaps really shy ? Now he was dangerously sweet and charming, immediately occupying my full attention but I wouldn’t want to make things too easy!

“Now come here you! You've gotta be nursed!“  I sounded way more confident than I actually was as we sat down together on the chairs to the stage and I pulled out some water, cooling pads and a few handkerchiefs!
“You carry a lot of things around there!“  he pointed grinning at my filled handbag but I pretended not to have noticed his hidden tease, replying  “you always gotta be prepared for everything“ and held my head high and you really shouldn’t mess with your nurse!“ elbowing him slightly as we both started to giggle a little.

There he was a bred shy tall build guy, toned, deep brown eyes to lose yourself in, a dark and present baritone voice, yet calming when he dared to let a word slide out of his lips, we stared long seconds into each others, trying my best not to start blushing.

“Soooo where does it hurt?“ i asked playfully!
“Nowhere, I'm all fine!“
“Monito, you just fell way down from the treetop“
He gave me a surprised look and raised an eyebrow  “ Monito ?“
“Yes it's spannish and means cute little ape! And now turn around and let me see what the quarrels with the barrels got you there!“
Hesitating for a moment before he shook his head in stubbornness, repeating  “I'm all fine, thanks“

By God was he cute! Instantly letting my cheeks flush, stumbling to find the right words “just say something smart, try to keep your cool while my heart heavily pounded against my ribcage.

„Fine“  I said.
„Fine, fine“  he mumbled.
Collecting my things together   “You've got a name Mr. Fine Fine?“
„Its Vince“
„Ohh nice to meet you Vince“ I replied casually, even though I was on heels he was a good 4 inch taller than me. I gave him a swift blink with an eye before I turned on my heels, elegantly sashaying away,  knowing  full well that I made quite an impression.
Making my way back home, the time seemed to pass by endlessly slow, i wanted to see him again, secretly hoping that he would still be there when I'll return, which I now clearly wanted.

My stomach growled loudly, but I knew there wasn’t anything great to eat in the cupboards of my cabin, it was time to do what i dreaded whole-heartedly, to get my butt out to the food store, just a swift walk and a few crossroads until i stood right before the only supermarket of this little sleepy nest, lost in my thoughts of the upcoming night i almost stumbled right into my stubborn roadie from before … „Look what we've got here!“ i say teasingly, meeting his shy appearance again, a slight blush, a swift look and „He…Hello“ „How are you doing „Barrel cracker“ ? Getting yourself something to cool down ? I asked with my arms pressed into my hips, my eyebrow raised and teasing smirk on my lips.

„I'm good thanks“ he responded calmly, trying to fiddle the vegetables and baguette into his shopping basket, not looking up to me while i walked closer and closer, gently pushing him against the refrigerated shelf, watching the goose bumps starting to appear on his skin and his priceless shocked gaze while i brushed the back of my hand lightly over his abs. Noticing a sudden hardness pushing against my hips widened my smile, i so got him wrapped around my finger i thought until i realized that it was being bullied by the Baguette that i squeezed in my little affection assault on him, letting my cheeks instantly flush in embarrassment. Just say something Valentina, dont you ever let him notice before i hastily changed the topic and trying to smile away my sudden nervousness.

„Come on, ask me out or i'm gonna make a scene here if you dont! you know a man groping a woman in a supermarket, they might kick you out or worse!“ i smirked teasingly,
„Coffee, i want coffee right now!“ I raised my voice a little, looking around and arguing „Hey, what are you trying to do with my shopping basket, give it back, someone help!“ His face turned completely crimson red and i took my chance smiling, swiftly tugging him by the hand and running out of the little supermarket under lots of confused gazes that were thrown after us, we ran a few meters down the street before we exhaustedly took a breather, laughing at each other.

„Umm, i kinda lied, i have no idea where the next coffee shop is around here“ i said with a an apologetic shrug, blushing slightly.
We both stared at each other in awkward silence before his expression changed „Oh, dont worry, i'll get us some, i strive to please!“ Vince answered with an almost innocently sweet smile, leading me to a small coffee shop around the corner.

Giving him a cheeky wink i replied „And i strive to tease!“ while i gave him a small little grin, trying my hardest, not to fall for him, he was just so dangerously charming and cute.
We both took our coffee to go and sipped on them as we marched further down the street.

„So will you come to the show tonight ?“
„Oh, planning another balance act on the barrels ?“ i smirked
He shook his head in discomfort „The play silly, there!“ hinting at another poster with his hands and giving me a passionate monolog about the interpretation and meaning. I smiled and followed his lips closely, marvelled at his sight and yet clearly impressed by the sheer fiery devotion he put into his essay.
„Is it any good ?“
„Of course it is, you've got to see it for yourself!“ he replied with almost pouting anger in his voice.
„Hmm, probably not, i've got a busy schedule for the day but thanks for the coffee“ i answered, getting on my toes and putting a little peck onto his cheek, waving him good bye.

He seemed to be a little disappointed at first but quickly regained his normal mood, probably not caring too much.
I definitely felt some sparks there but i didnt want to play it too easy once again, was i playing too hard to get i asked myself on my way back home ?
It took me almost two whole hours to finally decide onto my outfit for the night  but when i finally looked at myself in the mirror, i very much liked what i saw.

I was dressed to kill tonight I giggled to myself! Set up my best makeup and finest dress to impress him. ( The body of the dress looked almost like a  negligee. It was black but in the delicate folds, the effect of the material appeared grey and charcoal black. It was strapless and the delicate material had crinkly crystals of lace over the breasts and nipples holding them gently and secured the negligee from falling. It plunged into a sexy V at the cleavage, tantalizing and teasing of the promise of what lay beneath and ended about 3 inches above the belly button.

The dress was short and the length edge  waved and whispered at high thigh level just covering my blushes. The back plunged into a V straight down my spine and ending at the top of my buttocks. It showed off the slender perfection of my spine almost inviting for each vertebra to be kissed at the sight of the bared flesh.
Highlighting my finely shaped body, the one of the temptress I wanted to be tonight, shining with natural beauty, nearly no make up at all, my eyes a bright blue, were fringed with thick eyelashes and my lips were shiny and extremely kissable. That plus my classy black high heels should surely seal the deal for me i thought!

Just when i was about to surprise him from behind i saw that his arm was already wrapped around the neck of another girl which hit me like a flash, nervousness, embarassment and anger shooting through my veins … i just wanted to vanish, to run away right now … i heard some fainting voices behind me but didnt keep any attention to them, just putting myself to rest, curled up on a park bench a little aside from the event, hardly ever able to notice their sounds anymore.

What just happened ? Why did i run ? Why did i suddenly care so much about someone i hardly knew ? Did i play impossible to get again ? i sighed, letting my head sink into my arms.
„That was just my Sister Silly!“ my eyes popped and my sadness seemed to be swept away in just an instant as he leaned himself against my back whispering those words, his soft fingertips gently washing over my rosy cheeks. My resolve weakened as his big arms pressed the curled up me deep onto him, shly meeting his gaze, my big blue eyes still a little misty

He leaned forward, cheek to cheek from behind, whispering „ I knew you would come back!“
Those words rose my excitement, letting me smile again. A flutter of butterflies started to tingle through my stomach, he was suddenly quite bold and yet still very handsome, exhuding a sudden confidence that only enhanced his sexy masculinity. Like a completely different aura than in public. I hastily wiped my sweaty palms of my long silky legs, suppressing the flutter of nervousness that engulfed me.

If i pressed my butt into him, would i feel his hard- ?“ i wasnt able to finish my thoughts because he then gently turned me towards him, his hands rested on my hips, willing my body deeper into his. A hand ran up my arm, from elbow to shoulder, fingers tapping lightly along the way. His slightest touch had my body churning with need. The need to feel his hands all over my skin, sliding over my body, caressing. Stroking the burning ache deep inside. Awareness buzzed through my veins, my panties damp with my arousal.

„Would you like to get a little more private“ he asked while i eyed his strong and muscular arms „That wouldn't be smart of me, would it ? „What if you're like a creepy Ted Bundy trolling your next victim ?“
Vince looked genuinely amused when he laughed „True, but a lot of people here know me, they could vouch for my good character, well at least that i'm not a serial killer, i guess we have to stay here then“
Damn, as if i wasnt already feeling aroused by this guy, that searing look melted the panties right off me. „Oh and what would suggest?“ i asked curiously.

He turned silent for a moment before his eyes gleamed up and he whispered very softly into my ear.
„I'm going to make you purr for me tonight kitty“ hearing those words echoing in my head filled my yet with the excitement and adrenaline of my restless racing heart and yet a smirk ran over my rosy lips.

“If you can catch me that is!“ i answered in a very seductive and persuasive manner, brushing my fingernails gently over his shirt, he responded by leaning close to me, his arm brushing softly against my straining nipple. I gasped as the contract sent a jolt of arousal straight to my pussy, then i was blushing profusely. Oh God! I had thought he was making a move but he was just reaching for some cables behind me pinned at the wall. Disappointment and embarassment warred within me.
„Sorry, i was just checking the wiring!“ he smirked back at me.

I pretended not to have noticed his devious tease and swiftly catwalked towards the audience again, throwing him one last suggestive look, crooking a finger at him to come after me, sweetly and encouraging him before disappeared in the crowd. Yes i was very stubborn but i said to myself with a confident smile, if he really wants me, he'll come and find me. I made my way further through the people, walking my way through, feeling someone trying to grab my butt „See you're not the only hottie here!“ i sighed to myself, disappointed that i didnt see him just yet, pushing my way through to the other side. Endless minutes seemed to pass while i shifted my legs uncomfortably against each other, the doubt was rising with every passing moment, letting a long drawn out sigh part my lips.

[Brandybee]

                                               

10.  The   Monaco   Grand    Prix       PART  2      –      mrsexlover 

Carmen just smiled as she felt my hand and with hers she grabbed my cock. Gripping it firmly she pulled me with her into the pool to join Bea. As you could imagine her hand there was getting some reaction as my thing was growing in her hands.

“Hello tiger” said Bea with a smile when i entered the pool and saw what was growing in Carmen's hands. She stood up to kiss me and when her lips touched mine she forced her tongue inside my mouth.

“Hold on lady's, the whole world can see us here” , as i remembered that i did saw myself earlier on that big screen across the track when i came on to the sundeck.

“Who cares”, Carmen replied as she let go of my now fully grown cock with her hand. Then both the girls kneeled down on either side of it and started both to kiss my manhood.

There i stood on board of a yacht in the middle of the Monaco harbor during the Grand Prix with two beautiful girls playing with my “long john” for the whole world to see, at that moment i forgot all my shyness and gave myself up to the treatment the girls where giving me.

It seemed like Carmen and Bea had done this before, when one was licking up the other was going down. Bea was on the down part and when she got below she sucked my balls right into her mouth before letting them slip out one at a time. Carmen was taking care of the top side, teasing with her tongue round the edge of the head. Then she took it deep into her mouth before she was slowly letting it slip out while she was sucking on it hard. When she stopped she giggled to Bea and started to go down while Bea was going up, and the whole thing was started again only now with the girls at the opposite ends. They kept switching several times and all i could do was stand there in the middle of the pool and enjoy myself.

When the next loop had stopped, Bea stood up and smiled, and then she said to me “I think you would love to have a taste of me too.”

Before i could even answer Carmen replied “You know i will, and he can have a taste of me.”

Bea sat down on the edge of the pool her legs open wide so she would give easy access to Carmen to lick her. Carmen pushed me down in front of Bea so i could sit and lick her while she was bending over to lick Bea. As i tilted my head to get my tongue between Carmen's legs i heard Bea starting to moan, but i did not pay attention to that as my tongue got its first taste of Carmen.

Slowly the tip of my tongue run between her soft lips till it reached her clit. She shivered when i touched it and moaned as i let my tongue twirl around it. Letting my tongue go crazy by alternately flicking it left to right, up and down and circling around it noticed it was getting bigger. I kept licking while i let a finger run between her labia. As i entered the soft cavity that i found between it i heard more moaning cumming from above me. I kept my tongue busy and wiggled my finger deeper into her.

She was very wet inside and it could not have been the pool as her pussy was out of the water. It encouraged me to put a second finger in now that she was opening up. Double finger fucking her pussy and licking her clit made her moan even louder. As i kept increasing the pace of my hand she stood up, forgetting about Bea's pussy and told me to keep going. I curved my fingers to the right spot inside her and moved even faster. With a load scream that must have been heard on the neighboring yachts, Carmen let herself go and squirted a big splash of juice in my face. I pulled my fingers back and stuck my tongue deep in to keep her going and drank all the juices she was giving me.

“Who baby” said Bea “I have never seen her do that before, you must be good. In fact you must be so good that i want it too.”

Carmen was still shivering and gasping for air when i turned around and faced that might good looking pussy that Bea was showing me. Again i started slowly on the ladies clit and worked my way up like before with Carmen, and soon Bea was gushing her fluids too, but this time i did not stick my head in to drink her, but start slapping her pussy with my fingers to keep her going. Her juices where flying everywhere and both me and Carmen got showered in them.

“Oh my god, if he can only do that with his tongue and fingers i wonder what he can do with that rod between his legs. Come her baby, let me sit on it.” As it seemed Carmen had caught her breath back and now was anxious to get my cock between her legs.

The race must have started as i heard the cars go bye in the background, but i had forgot all that as i stepped out of the pool, leading both ladies to the much comfier sun bed to continue our sinful escapades. I did not care anymore about the race or people seeing me, these girls had me in there power and i would do anything to keep me there.

Arriving at the sun bed i laid down on it. Carmen rushed in and pushed Bea out of the way while she stepped over me and the chair and set herself down on top of my cock with her legs on either side and her back to me.

“Ladies, Ladies” i said “there is enough of me for you both” as i felt Carmen's pussy getting a grip on my cock. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back onto me as she started moving her hips in a circular motion. I felt my cock slide in and out while i turned her head to kiss her. While our tongues danced inside our mouths i felt something else was going on between my legs. It was Bea she was alternately sucking on my balls and licking Carmen's clit while she was riding me.

I felt a warm wet wave surrounding my cock when Carmen got to a high point and after that she let my hard rod slip out her pussy to give Bea the chance to ride me. Bea hopped right on and started to ride like crazy, she must have been wanted it so bad, she kept moving faster and faster. With Carmen encouraging her to keep going. Bea bend forward to kiss me while she was riding and i grabbed her nipple to pinch them, then Carmen pulled Bea back to kiss her too. Feeling the wetness and hearing the moans i noticed Bea was getting close and just when she came she let my cock slide out and a warm gush of her wetness squirted in my face witch made Carmen dive in to lick it off, as i joined in with my tongue and our tongues started dancing i felt Bea moving back in to ride me.

But this time it did not felt the same, somehow the texture of her inner walls felt different and it was much tighter, as she moaned loudly both me and Carmen stopped kissing and looked at her, and just as i expected she had switched holes and my cock was deep into het butthole.

“You naughty girl” Carmen said to her “You never told me you like it up that hole as well”.

“Oooh yes i do” Bea moaned loudly “But i never had something this big in there, but i love every inch of it”

Sliding up and down with my cock in her ass made me go crazy but i noticed Carmen was getting jealous as she was putting some fingers in her butthole too and winking me she wanted the same feeling.

I could not resist that so i slipped out of Bea's ass and told both to bend over the railing. Moving behind Carmen she was spreading her cheeks and winking me with that little star. I rested the head at its opening and before i had the chance to slowly enter it, Carmen pushed back so it went straight deep in. She moaned loudly of pleasure and pain, so load that the people on the next boat turned their heads.

I saw beer bottles held up high from the guy's to encourage me to keep going. I did not need that as i fucked Carmen hard up her ass. Then i stepped away to give Bea the same treat. Both girls where moaning load when fucked and begging to come back when it was the others turn.

I kept switching between the girls, their bodies hanging over the railing with their boobs swinging over the water. In the background i heard the people on the next boat cheering us on but i did not pay any attention to that as i switched back and forth between Carmen and Bea's now gaping buttholes.

With some more deep strokes deep inside Carmen i felt her shaking and moaning loud as she started cumming wildly over balls and legs with my cock deep in that back door. As i slipped out and went back to Bea, Carmen just smiled at me. I knew Bea was getting close too, and not much later i got another wet sensation covering my body.

The girls both pushed me back to the sun bed and down onto it, and both started licking and sucking my cock and balls in turn. After being used that much it was not taking long before i exploded in ecstasy and my sperm was flying around, landing on both of them before Carmen started sucking to get the last drop out.

The girls got up and guided me back to the pool where it all started.

“Here boy” Carmen said when she handed me a glass of champagne “Sit down and relax a bit, you know you deserve it after doing such a great job”. Sitting in between both girls i relaxed as i nipped from the champagne. In the background i heard the sound of the German national anthem, the race was over and i did not see anything of it, but who cares.

Not much later the people from the harbor came to push the boat back to the dockside.

“You have to go now” Carmen said “My dad will be coming back soon”.

So i grabbed my clothes and put them back on. The girls did the same and then guided me back down and to the boardwalk. Bea and Carmen both gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks for the wonderful time” Carmen said as i stepped off the yacht. It was no moment too soon as i noticed her dad's car approaching. I waved to both girls as i walked along the dockside. As i passed the next yacht the guys onboard started cheering to me and as i looked up i waved as i passed them by, i think they enjoined watching but who knows.

Back in my hotel room i took a long shower and then turned on the television to watch the replay of the race. It would have been funny as i got back to work the next week and not knowing who had won the Grand Prix with me attending there. As it seems Nico Rosberg had won after he had leaded the race from the start, but i know for sure i was happier at this Grand Prix then he was.

THE END

[Brandybee]

                                               
                                              

10. The   Monaco  Grand   Prix.         PART   1  –      mrsexlover 

Every year i always try to visit a Formula 1 race, and over the years if have been experiencing the excitement of the races on several tracks all over Europe, and i always came back home a happy man. I never forget the first time i walked up the famous Eau Rouge corner at Spa Francochamps on the actual track, you never know how steep that hill is before you have seen it yourself.

This year though i had saved some more cash and i was going to the mother of all Grand Prix's the one in Monaco. I could not imagine how it would be like to see F1 cars race to the narrow streets of the Principality with speeds round 200 Km per hour.

As i arrived on Wednesday before the race the place was humming with excitement of the days to come. I checked into my hotel in the afternoon and went searching for a local watering hole, but all the places i visited i got a shock. Prizes where very high and i did not want to spent all my cash the first night in town. So i did what any normal guy would do and went back to my hotel and got a good night of rest.

Thursday, now this was the day where all the track excitement was starting. There would be practice sessions for the Formula 1 and 2 and also the Porsche Cup and in the afternoon the first Formula 2 race. I enjoyed myself all-day long at my place at the grandstands, only leaving them for a little “pit stop”, and after all track action stopped i walked back to my hotel for dinner with some other guys i met that day.

Friday. Friday is a strange day for the F1 in Monaco as this would the day for practice sessions on any other circuit but on in Monaco that was yesterday, so on Friday there is not much to do. I decided to go and do some site-seeing, and as everything in this small Princedom, you could do anything in walking distance. I would follow the track and look at all the famous places there are. At the start-finish line i passed the royal lodge where Prince Albert and his wife would be sitting on Sunday and further up the hill till i reached Casino Square. As i arrived there the track, which is open to normal road traffic on Friday was filled with the most exotic cars i had ever seen, Ferrari's, Lamborghini's, Austin Martin's, you name it and it was there. Following the track i reached the famous Harbor with all those big yachts in them. Now this is more a place for me i thought when i walked along the dockside looking at all those lovely ladies in small bikinis. This is a place i want to spend more time. But then it started to rain and would you know it, all the girls were gone, so i ended up going back to my hotel soaking wet from the rain.

Saturday had come and it was still raining, so i grabbed my poncho before i went to the track to watch another day of racing by lower classes and the Qualifying sessions for the formula one, as i had a good seat on the grandstand with the view on a big screen i would not miss any action going on at the track. During the last practice session there was some excitement when a driver crashed his Ferrari into the barriers and a Lotus driver did the same, but at the end of the day the two Mercedes drivers where both on the first two starting positions.

It had dried up during qualifying and i still had not seen the action on the harbor that well so i went back there. Just as i thought, now that the sun was back, so where the ladies in those tiny pieces of cloth. I was all getting warm so i took off my shirt and i was happy that i did not have a beer belly but a nice six-pack. As i strolled along the dock-side some lady's came off a smaller yacht, they were looking at me and started to giggle. Although they were dressed in some nice dresses and not bikini's i could tell they were very nicely build. As they kept smiling at me i walked up to them and asked what the fuzz was all about. One of them told me she was amazed by how good i looked in those plain clothes and asked why i was better dressed and on one of the other yachts. I thanked her for her compliment and told her she and her friend where not bad looking themselves, and as she smiled when heard that, i explained that i was not some rich boy that could afford to have designer's clothes or a yacht, but that i always take good care of my body.

The girls turned their heads to each other and start whispering into each other's ears and during that they also kept looking me up and down. Then the first asked me how i would like it to watch the race from a yacht. I smiled and said, “are you kidding me, you know i would love that”.

Then she said with a smile “No I'm not kidding we both like to invite you on board for tomorrow and watch the race with us, you seem like an expert to me and we can use that.”

“But what about the owner” i asked. She smiled and said “He is my father and he has to leave for important business in the morning, so no worries about that”.

I smiled and told her i would love to join them on their yacht. Then she told me to meet her on this place at 1 in the afternoon because after that i would not have the chance to get on board as the yachts are pulled back 20 meters from the side for safety. I smiled again and assured her i would be there.

On my way back i thought, boy they were just pulling your leg, you can't be that lucky, but then again if i don't go and it is true i can live with myself, and 1 in the afternoon is early enough to get back to my seat before the race starts, so yes I'm going to be sure I'll be there.

The next day i could not wait for it to become time for me to leave to the dockside, the morning was creeping along and finally it was time to get going. Just to be sure i grabbed the things i would need when they stood me up and i still had to go to my place at the grandstands. I arrived more then on time at the harbor to see an older man leaving the yacht the girls where on and stepping in to a car. Then the daughter came down the gangway and started to look around. As i approached she waved at me and smiled. She pulled me up the gangway and said “you are just on time, they're going to pull us back soon”. All i could do was smile and think, yes I'm in heaven.

As we arrived on board i took a better look at her. She was wearing a bikini top and some piece of matching cloth was wrapped around her waist. Then her friend appeared from inside the yacht, dressed in the same way. “Let me introduce us” she said “This is Carmen and I'm Beatrice, but you can call me Bea or B for short”. I told the ladies my name was Frank and that i was delighted to be on board. At that moment the port authorities took away that gangway and pulled the yacht back, away from the dockside.

“Let me give you a quick tour now that we have the place to our own, and before the race starts” said Bea. As i followed the ladies inside is was stunned by the looks of their behinds more then the looks of the yacht. It was a nice boat, not as big as the ones at the other side of the harbor but still a good size. As you came in there was a bar left from the door and in front of that a nice comfy sofa. Along both sides there where low cabinets with on either side of another sofa. There where statues on top of the cabinets, a nude male on the right and a nude girl on the left. To the front of the yacht was a table with some chairs and on the right was a spiraling stairs leading to an upper deck. “This is the Salon on the main deck “Bea said “but we will be going one deck up to have a better view”. I smiled as i said “Ladies first” and pointed at the stairs, knowing it would give me a great view from behind both girls.

Carmen was a blond girl mid twenty's with a round figure, not as skinny as those you see modeling but not fat either. Bea was around the same age, red hair, and her behind was a little bigger and her boobs also, although she had a small waist line. As i watched them go up the stairs i noticed something else. Bea was not her bikini bottom underneath that cloth and a got a great view on a freshly shaved pussy when i followed her to the upper deck.

This upper deck was a little shorter the one below, in front was the separated bridge and behind that was a sitting area with a open roof, with some sofa's to the side and a table in the middle. Further aft was a small sundeck with a whirlpool in the middle and some sun beds to the side. This was the area where the girls where leading me.

“Take of that shirt” said Bea when we came to the sundeck “The weather is much too nice to keep that one”. I just smiled and pulled my shirt over my head and took the drink Carmen held out to me. Sipping my glass i walked to the edge of the deck. What a great view of the track i got here, i could see a part of the track and also a big screen behind it so you could follow the things that where happing at other places on the track.

I heard some noise coming from left and right and as i looked i saw other yachts beside us with people on them having a good time. Some man waved at me and i waved back with the glass in my hand. Then i felt two hands on my naked chest, it was Carmen who was standing behind me.

“Say baby why don't we get comfy in the pool, it's far more relaxed then standing here” she whispered in my ear.
“But i don't have any swimming clothes with me” i said.
“That's no problem baby, because we just love skinny dipping” she replied to me

I started to turn around to look her in the face and said “But what about the other people”. Just to notice when i finished my turning she was already naked.

“We don't care what other people think, and i hope you are not shy too” said Bea, she was also naked and was just stepping in the pool. Before i could answer i felt Carmen's hands going to my middle and opening my pants, then she pulled them down. I just stood there not realizing what was happing when she grabbed my boxers.

“Now let's see what big surprise you keep in here”, and my boxers went the same way as my pants. With both tied up round my ankles, i tried to step in the direction of the pool but slipped and my glass went overboard and was hitting the yacht next to us. If we were not noticed by now, I'm sure we would get some attention. But when i looked up all i saw was some man with their thumbs up and both girls giggling.

“Let me help you” said Carmen as she bended forward to pull my shoes and clothing off. Finally it was all off and Carmen helped me up, then she turned around and walked to the pool wiggling he perfect naked ass. With one big step i catches up to her and while i tapped on one of her cheeks with my hand i said “You two are very naughty girls”

[Brandybee]

                                                   

9.    Beach Party Passion.    –    Momma_Andrea 

It was a sweltering Saturday in July. A bronze Dodge Challenger raced down Highway 35 just off the east coast of Texas. Kelly Jones was just a little late for the company picnic at Rockport Beach. His girlfriend sat beside him in sunglasses and her long brown hair pulled into a braid. Miranda, she was called, from a strict Adventist Church family up north.  Reserved and organized, quiet and shy, she was the perfect compliment to Kelly's boisterous nature.

“It is 35 through here.” She simply pointed out. Shouting over the rushing wind going by the convertible.

“Those are just suggestions in Texas, babygirl.” He shook his head.

“What do they suggest when there's a cop behind you?” She asked.

Kelly did glance in his rear view mirror, then smiled at Miranda “Ah, good one. You're learning, babygirl.”

Kelly often teased that she had no sense of fun and that was why fate brought them together. Miranda would retort that his finances were a mess and he was lucky she was an accountant.

The turn was finally coming up, but Kelly barely slowed down to veer into the park road. Then he spun the Challenger around the next turn and into the beach parking lot and slammed it into the nearest empty space.  Miranda held tight to the windshield support, and kept herself from flying forward when he stopped. She turned and glared at him through her sunglasses.

“Why do you drive like that? You're going to kill me.” She said very seriously.

Kelly gave his boyish smile that nearly reached his slightly graying temples. “I would rather die than hurt you, babygirl.” and he leaned in and stole a quick kiss like a bandit.

To say Kelly was a rogue would be like saying Shakespeare was an OK writer. But he charmed his way into Miranda's life and now owned her heart. She was straight laced and demure but he had saw something in her and wanted it, and what Kelly wants he usually gets.

“Will I even know anyone at this party?” She sounded irritated as she got out of the car with her beach bag.

“You know Jim and Chad.” He came around and offered his hand to her.

Miranda stood in a white and blue striped bathing ensemble that had a wrap around skirt and sheer white material at her belly. Kelly had bought it for her at her protest at the Achat outlet. She had never worn a two piece outfit in her life and she felt so revealed, even with the skirt covering her butt. Kelly had embraced her though right in the store and had kissed her deeply until she blushed. 'Never be ashamed of your body,' he had said 'I'm certainly not.'  He always made her feel sexy, especially in those times when she didn't.

Miranda took his hand. “You know I dated one of them.” she reminded him.

“I know.” Kelly was nonchalant. “It's how I found out about you.” He said warmly as they walked to the office beach party.

Miranda talked to a few of Kelly's co-workers and was polite. The smell of grilling burgers and dogs though was smacking her right in the face. She had been a vegetarian since birth because of her religious upbringing but found later that meat made her sick, even fish gave her tummy problems. She quietly excused herself and laid down on her beach blanket that she had placed upwind. She tried to read an expense report from her bag until Kelly's  broad shouldered form cast a shadow across her.

“Come on, let's go swim.” he smiled as always.

Wearing baggy red trunks he took the papers with one hand and reached for her other.

“I need to get that done.” She protested.

“No. you need to come play. It's the weekend” Only Kelly could sound insistent about pleasure and Miranda knew to give up.

He pulled her to her feet and she was nearly as tall as him. She unfastened and dropped the skirt, revealing the skimpy bikini bottom. A blue waistband with a white crotch, that she thought barely covered anything. Miranda was thick, but in all the places that Kelly liked them thick. He pulled her along towards the gently crashing surf. The moment he reached the water he just had to swoop down and cupping his hand, splash his large chested girlfriend.

“You Bastard.” She said, but she was smiling and kicked water up at him.

Other couples and families were in the water, mostly playing in the shallows. Miranda went chasing after Kelly who just laughed as she jiggled towards him. He let her catch him but he also let her weight collide into him, so that he wrapped his arms around her as he fell backwards and she landed on top of him in the still knee deep water. The look of shock on her face was priceless to him as they fell together like a chopped down tree.

“YOU!” She said with wet hair and lashes now, but her fury was fake and Kelly kissed her deeply.

“Stop, not here.” Miranda softly protested. “There's kids.”

Kelly laughed at her. “You don't think their parents kiss?”

Miranda looked around, a few people looked at them but most were ignoring them. So she hesitantly kissed him back. Kelly the prankster roughly rolled them over but never broke the kiss. Miranda started thrashing under him until he let her up. Both their heads were under water but he wasn't going to let her drown.

“Sometimes you're MEAN!” She scolded him as she wiped the water from her face as they both sat in the surf now.

“Ah, babygirl, I was playing.” Kelly scooted closer along side of her. “I was playing” He repeated and turned her chin towards him to softly kiss her. “You know Daddy loves you.”

Even though they were only five years apart Kelly's pet name for her was “babygirl” and Miranda called him “Daddy” ever since one night he insisted  she do so or he wouldn't let her cum. He had her up on the heat register in her apartment with his mouth on her throat and two fingers deep inside her. She was so near the edge and just waiting for him to push her off, when suddenly he stopped and leaned his mouth up to her ear.

“Say, please daddy.” He whispered.

She shook her head, refusing. “Just make me cum…” She said with urgency.

“Say, please Daddy” He emphasized it as the important word.

“I can't.” she whined and wouldn't meet his gaze.

But he lifted her chin to meet her eyes. “It's just us, babygirl,” He said seriously, “Even in the most crowded street, it's Daddy and babygirl.” He said sincerely. “Just us.”

His eyes could look into her soul when he wanted them to, and he wasn't asking much, she decided.

The words came out quietly, “Please, Daddy. Make me cum?” She asked like he wanted.

Kelly smiled and made her cum many times that night.

Miranda got up and waded slowly towards deeper water without responding to his admittance of love. She could play too and right now, she wanted to be chased. With chin down, she looked over her soft round shoulder at him with “come get me” eyes. Kelly knew the game and popped to his feet with a smile and began the pursuit.

Miranda started to run as best as she could through the deepening water and the incoming waves. Kelly had dove forward the moment he felt the resistance was to much and by swimming he was actually catching her. Miranda looked back and gave a loud squeal and giggle as his hand nearly brushed her leg. She dove in as a last ditch effort to get away, but that was never the goal anyway.

Kelly dove under to get a leg and pulled her to him. Miranda yelled as she was captured, but was soon laughing as he came up and she was in his arms. The water was at their shoulders and Kelly held her tight to him.

“I got you, babygirl.” He said with mock fierceness.

“Really? Maybe I got you.” Miranda said playfully and wrapped her legs around him, making him hold them both up. She dangled her arms around his shoulders and kissed him.

Kelly pressed his tongue to her ruby lips until she opened up for him. The moment she did he hungrily snaked his tongue inside and tilted his head for a deeper kiss. Miranda grabbed his head and held  him to her  as she tasted him. She purred in his arms and he growled in her mouth as their tongues danced. Under the water, his hands roamed her round ass.  He squeezed it hard and then let his fingers slide at the crack and finally under and along her cloth covered lips.

Miranda broke the kiss, her mouth in an “O” of surprise. “Daddy…” she whispered in shock and her eyes darted around.

Kelly chuckled and kissed her nose. “Nobody can see, babygirl.” but to make her comfortable he walked out further with her legs still wrapped around him, until the water was just at their necks.

Miranda wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. Soft sweet kisses, over and over. Kelly ran his fingers under her again, grazing along the pussy lips under the bikini bottom. Her intake of breath told him he was in the right spot. Miranda hugged him tight and he could feel her hardened nipples pushed into his chest. Exciting her excited him. He loved to tease her and play with her and he adored the way she would quietly cum. His babygirl was raised that sex was dirty. Kelly was teaching her that it is when it's done right.

Kelly's fingers slide inside the crotch this time and rubbed right on her little pussy.

Miranda broke the kiss again with an intake of breath but this time giggled with her forehead against his. “Daddy…”, she purred.

“You love it, don't you, babygirl?” And he pushed his head into her neck as his fingers rubbed her hole.

Miranda held his head to her throat. She could feel his teeth scrape her flesh then his lips would smooth over that. She tried to quietly moan but lost that battle when a finger slipped inside her.

“Shh, hush, babygirl.” he admonished, but he was grinning as he went back to work.

Underwater Miranda's hips were moving as he played with her pussy. The material was pushed to the side and Kelly slid a second finger into her. Miranda threw her mouth over his to muffle her own moan. Since she was clinging to him, Kelly brought his other hand up to heft and hold her heavy tit, massaging the soft flesh and catching the hard nipple in the “V” of his fingers. He pressed into her chest and rolled his palm in a big circle.

Miranda had double D's and when she asked him point blank on one of their first dates if that was all he wanted, Kelly looked her up and down hungrily and said “No, the rest HAS to come with it.” Kelly was always bold, always cocky, she thought. She didn't like him at first, but when he was with her, she felt like she always had his full attention, his eyes were only on her, that breaks through a girls defenses.

“Pull out my cock”

That brought Miranda slamming back to the real world and she looked around nervously. “We're at a beach. There's kids here.” She said through clenched teeth even though nobody was within hearing distance.

“It's just you and me, babygirl. All of them are far away. I already got three fingers inside you, or didn't you notice.” he said teasingly on that last part.

Miranda blushed. “I've never done anything like this.” She confessed.

Kelly stared into her eyes. “I know. That's why I want it.” he put simply.

Miranda bit her lower lip. “What if we get caught?” she said nervously.

“What do you do when you see people having a private moment?”

“I…I would stay away.” She answered honestly.

Kelly nodded and kissed her with a hand behind her head. “Now take out my cock, babygirl.”

Miranda reached down in between them slowly. Kelly could see the nervousness all over her face, but she was doing it anyway. She was still biting her lip but she reached in his trunks and pulled up his all ready stiff member. Miranda stood on her own feet and began stroking him under the water. She pushed the trunks down his hips to get better access. Kelly kissed her lips, her cheek, and moved to her favorite place, her throat. Miranda laid her head back and gave him all.  He nibbled her as she jerked his throbbing cock beneath the waves. His hand pushed at her bikini bottom.

“Just take it off” He urged.

“I'll loose it.” She protested with a grin.

“Then hold it to the side.” Kelly picked her up again.

“What are you doing?” She said nervously, but she still held the material to the side.

Kelly held his cock and slid it along her lips until she groaned. Miranda looked in his eyes. She saw how he hungered for her. She knew she was his world right now. She pulled the bikini bottoms even further out of the way and gave a nervous nod and a silent “Yes”. Kelly plunged in as best he could. Miranda gasped at the invasion. Although the water was wet, it didn't lubricate. Kelly worked hard under the surface to nestle just part of his dick inside of her. But once it was they clung to each other. One hand was under her big ass and the other held her to him. Miranda was wrapped around her lover, her chin on his shoulder and her lips by his ear.

“Slow, Daddy, slow” She whispered in his ear.

“Does it hurt, babygirl?”

“I'm OK, just go slow, Daddy.” She could feel his cock pulse inside her and she squeezed it and hugged her pussy around it.

“Just you and me, babygirl.” He reminded her and started walking slowly.

Impaled on his hard rod, each foot step was a little shudder, a little jolt.  Miranda moved her hips and tried to grind on his cock. She looked up to the shore behind them and they all seemed far far away. She closed her eyes dreamily and rode her man. It was just them, tightly embraced, until they were one, connected as a man and women were meant to be. Kelly nuzzled into her neck and she sighed into his ear. He pushed into her with just short little strokes.

“Take me deeper, Daddy?” She requested.

“Any deeper and we'll be over our head.”

She leaned back and smiled at him sweetly. “I didn't mean the water, Daddy.”

Kelly gave a sly grin. “Lift your knees as best you can, babygirl.”

With her hands locked behind his neck and his hands holding her ass, Miranda had her knees up to his chest. Kelly could get all his cock inside and his balls mashed to her butthole. Still it was short strokes because the water would wash her juices away, but Kelly fucked her. He drove his cock home every time. Miranda was purring with her head barely out of the water. She felt all of him inside her, every inch of him was hers. Quietly she moaned. His cock slide in and out. It rubbed her upper wall and moved against her “G” spot. It was a wonderful slow build. Her toes were curling and her back wanted to arch. Her lover moved his hands up and lifted her a little from the water.

“Oh, My Daddy, my Daddy” she sang his praises quietly.

Kelly leaned forward and kissed between her boobs. “Get all you need, babygirl.” He told her.

He could feel her clenching, Her pussy gripped his tool. “babygirl” was cumming, quietly like she does. He would get her to scream one day, but not today. Today she was perfect, a purring kitten in his arms. Her bottom ground against him beneath the surface, working his cock as deep as it would possibly go. He put a thumb to her clit and rubbed and Miranda arched so much her head nearly went under water, but she came again with just a quiet intake of breath. Slowly she relaxed and Kelly pulled her up to him. She wrapped one arm around his neck and kissed him deeply, breathlessly.

Kelly put himself between her and the shore, and he began to FUCK her, moving her up and down as best he could. She moaned into his mouth. He wanted to cum in her and she wanted his cum. It hurt a little, and she would pay later from the friction, but she didn't care at this point. She wrapped her fingers in his hair and put her forehead to his.

“Get it, Daddy. Take your girl. Take all you want.” she whispered desperately.

“Just you, babygirl. Its all I want.” He growled.

His cock pistoned now in and out of her. They tried not to bob in the water, but they were fucking under the surface. His hands gripped her thick hips and he used them to move her up and down on his curved tool. She could feel it, he was close. His cock was like iron and his breathing was fast. She could feel that cock swell. Kelly's lips were in a snarl, so instead of kissing him she put her lips straight to his ear.

“Cum” was all she pleaded in her soft cry.

He exploded inside of her. He fought the urge to yell, to scream, to roar his triumph, but his back seethed and his cock still pumped inside her.  He held her as if the world was ending. Gently she smoothed the back of his head and clung to him. She kissed his ear. She said nothing. He said nothing. It was just them, and nothing needed to be said.

They came slowly out of the water hand in hand, smiling at each other, walking towards their group from the office. Jim stood at the front of the group on a dune with binoculars around his neck, and Kelly excused himself to talk to his friend.

He gave Jim that wry smile of his and then pulled up beside him so no one else could here. “I hope you liked it.” Kelly accused, flicking at the binoculars. “But honestly, you should have never let her go. There is a sweet tigress behind that kitten purr. But maybe,” He paused “you were never man enough to take care of her anyway.” He patted Jim on the chest and loudly said, “See ya, pal.”  And he walked over to his lady.

THE END

[Brandybee]

                                                         

8.  Masquerade,       Part II      –      TightFit74

“I see. That should be no problem. If you walk down the street to the left of the Campo della Maddalena, you will end up right at the Grand Canal. There is a pier for watertaxi’s there.”

“Thank you very much, you’ve been most helpful!”

With a smile of relief on her face, she turns away from the desk and leaves the hotel. The walk to the pier takes only 5 minutes and when she is onboard of one of the fast speedboats, she’s happy that she put a scarf around her shoulders and neck before leaving the hotel.

As the boat skims over the soft ripple of the water, she sees the magnificent buildings of the city passing by, lit in the falling night, casting an soft glisten across the water. In less than 10 minutes she reaches her destination and is helped to step out of the vessel. Standing at the edge of the dock, she looks around and sees a stunning building less than a hundred meters away. The white facade is made of three marble arches, the lowest one the tallest, the highest one the lowest. A row of columns leads from the arches towards an entrance inside.
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Moving closer to the palace, she notices two hooded and cloaked men wearing a gold mask and a few people walking up to the entrance, all wearing a mask. Sure of her destination, she slips her hand in her little purse and reaches for the invitation, then she steps up to the two cloaked men as she moves the mask in front of her face. Without saying a word, one of them reaches out his hand and closes his fingers around the invitation she places on top of his palm. A quick glance at the gold letters and a warm smile appears from under the mask.

“Tonight at dusk, the masked ones gather and feast
For celebrating life and killing the beast
7 seats are open, welcome is a guest
4 eyes are looking, never finding rest

Welcome Guest number Six, we will wait for one more and then we will start!
Welcome! Welcome!”

As the first man recites the same poem as she found in her letter from Eric, the second one offers his arm and guides her through the doors into a hallway as soon as she places her hand on his forearm. The dark wooden floor dampens the click of her heels and the thick carpets on the wall dampen the sound into a warm tap. The ceiling is covered with fresco’s, large chandeliers hang down and burning candles cast a warm, soft light in the medieval hallway. To the right, two double doors are thrown open by the masked man and she is lead into a new room.

“Ladies and gentlemen, Guest number 6!”

As she steps into the light of a large hall, the room suddenly becomes silent and everybody present turns to face her. Only a moment it seems time is frozen, then a sudden giggle, a smile and the rustle of voices and dresses swell to the previous volume. In the left corner a quartet starts to play a sonata and in the centre a court dance is resumed. For a moment she stands lost, then a man steps up to her, with a slender blonde woman in his wake.

“Welcome sweet lady. How fortunate that you will join us tonight. Please come with me and I will get you a glass of champagne and in the meantime tell you all about this party and the people attending. Oh, I forget to introduce myself and my wife. I am Casanova and this is Catherine the Great, one of his conquests. And who are you?”

“Please forgive his rattling, he takes your breath away, doesn’t he? Go and find out where Guest Seven is. Shoo!”

The blonde steps in and sends Casanova on his, then grabs her arm and subtlely leads her away from ‘Casanova’, and his extravagant outfit. She picks off two glasses of champagne off a tray when a waitor passes and manouveres them into a quieter corner. As she raises her glass, she smiles and makes a couteous bow.

“Welcome to the Festa della Mascherato, a party that is organised on the last night of Carneval, celebrating life and what brings love closer. What is your name, dear?

“I am Alison, uhm.. Catharina de Medici. I received my invitation for this party as a surprise.”

“You are quick on your feet.” The blonde woman smiles again and takes another sip of her champagne. “Once a year we organise a party for members of our fraternity. Although you can only enter this society by invitation, we are neither secret nor well-known. Once a year we organise a themed party and open our doors for a number of guests. Depending on how many of our members are attending, the total number is set in 180. This year 173 members are attending..”

“Oh, I understand. So I am guest six out of seven?”

“Like I said, quick on your feet. Casanova is finding out where number seven is. But since you are here, please participate in the dances. You might find a partner for what is to follow later in the evening”

“What’s happening later on?” A sudden knot of nerves appears in her stomach, the look in the blonde’s eyes hinting towards something unexpected. As the quartet starts to play a new piece, she steps in a little closer to make sure she hears every word, suddenly worried of her decision to come here.

“Ah, I can’t tell you. That is part of being a guest. Just wait and see how the evening developes and decide if you want to stay or not. You can leave at any time you please.”

With a smile and a nodd, the blonde steps out of the corner and walks around the dance floor, disappearing in the crowd. Lost for a moment, She lets her eyes drift over the people that have gathered in this palace. and in a glimpse see spots the tiger mask of the man that brought her the box. Immediatly her heart jumps in her chest and her face flushes with sudden excitement. His eyes are still crystal clear imprinted in her mind and as she intensifies her look on him, she sees him turn his head and their eyes meet.

A wave of warmth rushes through her body as soon as their eyes connect, making her tremble on her feet, somehow under the spell of the surroundings, the surprise and the rising sexuality in the room. She extends her arm and finds the cool stone wall behind her and balances herself, then the moment is gone as the dance is started and her gaze is broken. The heat flaring up in her core is not subising but fed and nurished by the dance that now takes place in the center of the room.
Her eyes are glued to the stranger in the tiger mask as he moves across the dancefloor, effortlessly following the complicated pattern of the medieval dance. Though she doesn’t see a reaction from his side, there are plenty of women that show their interest in him until they move on in the whirlpool of dancers. Instead of focussing on the women introducing themselves, she sees him divert his look often in her direction, his eyes flaring up when they connect with hers.

Each time they connect, she feels her knees getting weak and the ember of arousal flare up in her core. Hypnotised by the dance, drawn in by the green eyes of the tiger, she loses track of time and space as she follows every move and step of the dance. As the dances nears it’s end, their eyes lock in again and stay connected until the dance ends.As in a dream she sees him walk up to her, carefully making his way through the dancers. Her breath quickens and the knot of nerves in her stomach grows with each step he takes.

In her mind common sense and instinct battle it out in silence, only betrayed by her twitching fingers. As he moves in closer, he becomes more and more familiar, as if she knows his every secret, explored every thought of his mind, achieved a level of intimacy that she’d never known before. Yet this is a stranger, never has she seen these green eyes, this posture, the athletic movements of his body. In silence, as if she’s dreaming, she watches him approach her and then she loses control of all her defenses. Overwhelmed by his intense look, the strength of his presence, she surrenders to the moment and opens her heart and mind.

“Please, come with me…”
His voice is dark, deep and leaves her no option but to nod and place her hand in his extended fingers. She feels his fingers close around her hand, holding her firm but gentle, giving her a sense of support and trust. Without a word he guides her away from the room, stepping out onto a terrace that offers a view on the Canal Grande. The moon is full, high in the sky, casting a soft, cool gleam, the air soft and salty, gently tickling the hair in her neck.

He brings her up to the stone balustrade and as she looks over the edge, she’s taken by the view of the Canal Grande, the lights of the boats sailing across the water, the city filled with lights. Taken by the sight but conscious of the man with her, she feels him step back and behind her, his hands on her upper arms, his face close to her ear.

“I have a girl, a beautiful and amazing woman. She would love to be on this rooftop and enjoy the view of Venice by night. It is her life ling dream to visit Italy and especially Venice.”

She halts her breath, feeling his hands slide down her arms to her elbows, then lower as she lets her hands glide down to her hips. Following her arms, he reaches her hands, then slides his hands across her stomach and takes her in a tight embrace. He presses his mouth against her ear, she lays her head on his shoulder and closes her eyes.

“I like to call her my chipmunk, because she has these cute cheeks…”

“Eric…”

His name a whisper in the breeze, taken to the Canal Grande and dispursed in the midnight sky. Her head turns and her lips find his, feeling his soft mouth connect in a deep kiss. As she starts to explore his lips with the tip f her mouth, her body starts to turn in his arms, but is held back when he tightens his grip. Leaving one hand on her stomach, the other starts to slide down to her hip, then down her thigh to the edge of her dress. She feels his fingertips drag over the soft fabric of her stockings as they curl around the seam of her dress and start to pull up the fabric, exposing her soft thigh.

A deep moan escapes her lips as she realises. Her body pushes backwards, her buttocks pressing into his pelvis, sensing his cock hardening against her. In a flash she is taken back to the last night shey spent together before she left on her holiday. He wanted to take her standing, from behind, without restrictions and she gladly let him. As she feels her dress being collected around her hips, his hand sliding along her inner thigh towards her damp panties, she knows exactly what she wants.

The unimaginable has happened. She is her favorite city in the world, in the arms of the man she loves but never saw before. The man she has lusted after, wanted, needed and would allow to do almost anything to her in the game. And now he is really there, not a fibre in her body doubts him being Eric., the only one that has ever called her chipmunk. And she surrenders. His fingers slip into her panties and the ember of arousal in her core explodes and sets her on fire.

Slowly he opens the delicate folds of her sex, gentle fingers collecting the first droplets of her dew as he reaches her entrance. Then wet fingertips slide up between her lips and glide over her hardening button, sending chills through her body. Automated she moves her hand to the one around her middle and guides it upwards to her chest, folding his fingers around her breasts while she pushes her hips backwards against him.

For a moment he steps back, breaking the connection between her backside and his pelvis, only to reconnect with a clear erection in his pants. Each time she pushes back, she feels it slide up between her cheeks, his grip on her breast tightening as she circles her hips. His fingers slide down her lips again and she feels a sudden pressure against her entrance, two of his fingers moving in circles until they gained entry to her wet sex. She bites her lips and breathes deep as she feels his digits slide into her, her sex tightening around them, squeezing them while they move around inside of her.

Then her breast is released and his fingers slip from her sex. As he steps away from her, she hears the soft tingle of his belt opened. Then his zip is pulled down and she hears the soft rustle of his pants sliding down. His hand slides up her back and his fingers grab a hold of her hair, gripping her tight and gently pushing her upper body forward.

She extends her hands as she allows him to bend her over, touches the stone balustrade of the terrace and finds a tight grip. She feels his fingers slide her panties to the side, exposing her heated and engorged lips, then he slowly slides his knee up between her legs, gently spreading them open. She closes her eyes as she feels him step closer to her, her hair released. His hand moves to her her warm, naked buttock, pulling it to the side to expose her little star and her shaven, soft sex. She closes her eyes and bites her lips as she feels the warm head of his cock touch her lips, then lets out a deep moan as she feels him push forward and enter her.

As soon as the head of his cock is inside of her, she feels his hand on her hip, slowly pulling her closer, sliding his cock deeper and deeper into her body. Her body reacting strongly, flushes her with desire, easing the relentless penetration of her sex. She hears a deep grunt as his pelvis touches her cheeks and she knows he is as deep inside of her as he can and quietly, biting her lips hard, she waits for his next move. She grips the stone wall tighter as she feels his grip on her body relax and his cock slowly slide back out of her channel.

Unprepared her body is jolted forward when he suddely plunges into her, pushing his hard shaft deep into her in a single, fluent push. She arches her back, lifts her head and lets out a cry of pleasure and enjoyable pain as he pins her down on his cock. He grabs her hair again, pulling on it firmly to keep her back arched and her body forced hard into him. Keeping her in this position, he starts to move his hips more fluently, starting a slow, steady rhythm, pushing his member into her as deep as the position allows.

She feels like jelly in his arms, completely surrendering to his powerful thrusts, letting her body fill with the intensity and suddenness of the moment. Unable to withstand the call of her arousal, she keeps her back arched and receives his powerful thrusts. Her hips start swaying automatically as she connects to his rhythm, empowering the sensations of his shaft moving in and out of her sex, quickly rushed forward to a peak in her arousal. She starts panting, chanting his name as she feels the intensity of his thrusts increase. His grip gets stronger, annoucing his coming orgasm and she forces herself to buck back at him.

The sound of their bodies connecting starts to echo off the walls of the enclosed terrace and their movements start to become frantic. She hears his breath start to quicken, his thrust becoming irregular and fierce, his moans becoming louder and she lets her own restraints go. With each push she gets closer to the threshold until his grunts of pleasure push her over the edge. She screams in silence as the waves of orgasm surge through her body, her sex contracting around his twitching member as he unleashes the pressure inside and shoots his semen deep into her body.

His moans are loud but quickly subsides as his body shocks and convulses against her. Her head is leaning forward as she nurtures the deep sense of heat and relief throughout her body, the warmth in her sex, her eyes closed while she tries to catch her breath. She feels his hands slide across her body, crossing over her chest and careful pull her body up. Holding her tight, he leans in and kisses her, warm, soft and loving, his eyes glazed over with a gleam of satisfaction.

She returns his kiss, then smiles against his lips as he feels her slip from her sex, the movement of his body allowing her dress to slip down her thighs.
“Shall we steal a gondola? We’ll never get another chance…”

The End.

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