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"Going in...." The driving force this morning? Not the fucking, not the money but the words 'Going in'.... The words I would text to You, unexpectedly.. The words I hoped You would react to... Preferably positive, but negative if necessary, as long as never neutral..... The words that give me the purpose, the balance, the motivation... 'Going in...' The Man I call 'the mad scot'... The man whose first contact with me was a rather structured scenario.. Me letting myself into His house, Him coming down the stairs catching me there.... Angry, questioning, teaching me a lesson, force, rough, cash thrown and pushed outside... Since then, over the years now, maybe 6/7 visits, He 'mellowed' quickly... To the point where today I had the lead and He was more than happy to follow.... Usual deep breathes driving, contemplating the exchange of mails You and I had had last night, arousing me... So when I walked into His house I was ready, wet, excited... High from texting You those two simple words.... Today I was confident... Assertive... Stripping in fret of Him downstairs... Kneeling, up doing His shorts, stripping Him.. My hands on His thighs, my mouth straight to His already hard cock... Licking, kissing, sucking.. He leans down to reach for my tits,,then stretches over my back to feel my slit... I lean forward, still sucking, but my arse raised to His hand... Just wearing my high heels... He feels how wet I am and groans, moving behind me to take me from behind... I whine in pleasure, telling Him I've been thinking about His cock inside... Telling Him how needy I am... My own words sinking me... Dropping me into want, lust and lewdness... I feel how excited He is... I move, taking His hands in mine saying 'I'm taking You upstairs and then I'm going to sit on Your cock and cum'. He laughs, says I can take Him anywhere... I move ahead... High heels on the stairs, leaning forward... he grabs my hips and plunges into my cunt... Fucking me hard.... I squirm upwards... He follows my cunt... Into the bedroom, I push Him onto the bed and straddle Him.... My hot wet cunt pushing down over Him, muscles gripping, pulsing.. My thighs as wide as I can stretch them... Pressing down.... Filling myself.. Sitting up... Grinding onto His groin.. Lifting His hands to my tits.... His eyes are closed.... I lean forward.. Slide a nipple to His mouth... Fuck my breasts are super senstive recently... I can hardly bear it.... I tell Him to suck, to bite... He doesn't He suckles softly... But again my own words have carried me and I'm cumming as I move His mouth between my nipples, begging Him to suck, bite, feed... He doesnt' but I gone, sunk, cumming anyway.... I gasp and fall onto the bed beside Him..... My body drenched in sweat, hair dripping... Panting.... 'Fuck' He says and flips me over fucking from behind again... But I need a break so I wriggle and take my nouth back to His cock.... My hands, fingers, tongue, lips all working... Salivia flowing... Digits twisting, feeling His shaft with my tongue.. Flicking at His slit... Sinking Him down to my gagging throat.... He pulls me up... Turns me,on my side and drives back,into me... I grip the bedstead hard, using the bars to thrust back against.... My cunts aching... We move into different positions.. Me back astride Him, Him behind me.. Side on.. Missionary... I sense He is ready to cum so I push Him off... He stands, I sit on the bed... My hands under my tits lifting them up to His balls.. My mouth open... Telling him I want him to cum, to,cum over me... Moaning pleaseeee.... Then He groans, cumsss... I lap a few drops on my tongue, then fall back,on the bed... We are both overheated... We chat a while.... All,the while He strokes and caresses my back... I move.. He follows back downstairs... Every time He gets close I arch my spine so my arse nestles,into His groin... He's hard again.... I lead Him into,the,lounge,leaning on the fireplace before a big mirror.. He wraps His arms around me and watches my reflection... I'm coy, I beguile, I tease.... Turning I lean over the back,of an armchair and He fucks me that way....... Until we both laugh and I say.. No more... I have to go.... The balance of leaving them wanting more but not frustrated.... He hands over the money and says he'll start saving straight away.... I walk back to my car, eager to see Your response... You are aroused, surprised, cross that I hadn't given You enough information about where I was..... You praise me, tell me off, I'm happy..... |
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I love your writing. (Oh. I may have mentioned that already. Sorry, but I do!) 
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You know your needs and have a rare skill in being able to ariculate them - would love to explore
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