Cheating

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Our new black janitor

My wife and I have an apt. right next
door to my best Friend Tim and his sexy wife Debbie. A year ago I found out that Tim was one of those guys who gets off from watching other men fuck his wife right in front of him.
It all started when my wife told me that our new black jantior Dion was laying down his own huge black pipe into some of the lonely housewives while their husbands were at work. Amy whose a total slut and is married to my buddy Dave told my wife that not onlydid she enjoy leting Dion fuck her but whenever Dave was gone she really liked sucking on his super fat 12 inch black cock.
I’d always wanted to see some young pretty white girl giving it up to some big dicked blackman and I got my chance when I saw Dion going into Debbies Apt. while Tim was at work. tim has told me many times about how much he hates seeing white girls with niggers so I had to wonder how Ol’ Tim would feel knowing that his wifes blond pink pussy was about to be invaded by some greasy niggers giant 12 inch black dick.
I can see right into their Apt. from our bedroom using my high powered binoculars and as I focused in on them I saw that dion had wasted no time and was already sitting butt-ass naked on Tims couch.Dions head was propped up against the backrest while his dark muscular buttocks were slouching over the couches edge and his legs were spread wide apart.
Deb was also naked and down on her knees in between Dions outstretched legs and her head was eagerly bobbing up & down into that blackmans dark haired crotch. I couldnt see Dions so called “Big Black Dick ” because Deb had her back to me but when she lowered her mouth down to suck on his huge low hanging dark black nuttsack ,I could see the fist-sized head of his massive black organ.
I began to feel sorry for Ol’ Tim as I watched his cheating blond wife use her lips & tongue to make love to every inch of Dions huge black cock and his low hanging nuttsack but all those sorry feelings left Dion pulled his throbbing black cock out of Debs sucking mouth and stood up….
Amy hadnt been exaggerating about the shear massive size of Dions overgrown black cock but what truely amazed me was how big around it was. It was at least 5 inches around and was uncut.
Deb laid down on her back on the couch and spread her legs wide apart for her big dicked black lover. When Dion knelt between Debs creamy white thighs she grabbed ahold of his long black cock with one hand while her other hand began gently massaging his huge black balls. She guided his swollen dark purple dickhead towards the enterance of her tight pussy and it wasnt long before that big dicked blackman was savagely fucking her.
I couldnt believe how easily Debs pussy was swallowing Dions 12 incher”s 5 inch shaft or just how much she was enjoying the really rough fucking he was giving her.That Bucks big fat black lips were firmly pressed down against Debs and while he was shoving his long tongue down her throat and was fucking her tight pink pussy liked it belonged to a 5 dollar crack whore Tim walks into their Apt ,home early from work.
You would think that dion would have stopped fucking deb after being caught by Tim but without missing a beat that crazy blackman continued slamming his long black dick into the wifes pussy right in front of her husband. But what happened next was even crazier.
Instead of pulling that “greasy Nigger” off of his cheating wife and beating the shit out o f the both them Tim undressed and started jacking off while watching Dions huge black dick tear into Debs climaxing pussy. When deb had recovered from her orgasm she had Dion get off of her and told her husband to sit down at the end of the couch.Deb then got down on all four on the couch and as she lowered her head down into her husbands crotch she sucked his 7 inch white dick into her mouth.
In between her mouth bobbing up & down on her husbands cock she began begging Dion to fuck her doggie-style. Dion knelt down behind her and slowly started stuffing his huge black dick deep inside her wet pink pussy. Tim grabbed the back of Debs head and started pushing down, forcing all 7 inches of his cock down her gulping throat while he watched as Dion slammed his super fat black 12 incher in & out of his wifes pink gaping cunt.
Tim came first and as deb was swallowing her mans thick semen that blackman shot his creamy white sperm deep inside that married white womans pussy. For the rest of the day i watched as tim and that big dicked blackman took turns tag-teaming debs cum-filled pussy.
As the weeks passed I came to realize that my best friends wife was nothing but a dick-hungry whore. I watched her get fucked dozens of times and a month later that all stopped when the police showed up at our Apt. building and first arrested and then dragged Dion off to jail.

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The Mysterious Lana (Chapter Three- 1st Date)

After a refreshing shower, David anxiously left his suite and returned to the small coffee house in the 300 block of Chartres Street (French spelling). Knowing that his dinner reservations weren’t for another 45 minutes, he knew that he had time to spare. He ordered a cup of latte’ and found a seat at the counter.
Not 5 minutes later, Lana entered the room from the kitchen area. She was wearing the most “form fitting, all-in-one” red dress he had ever seen. He knew she had a nice body but he couldn’t have ever imagined that it was this majestic. Her hair was down with a slight wave and fell over her shoulders. It was obvious that she had her hair done today.
“Well good evening gorgeous!!” was the only thing David could muster.
Lana gave out a slight giggle and replied, “Did I clean up good enough for you?”
“My Lady, you would far surpass any rose even if you were covered in mud”
“You are such a tease”, she said. “Well in preparation for tonight, I decided to leave work early and get my hair done, my nails done, and a few other girl type vices. You know clean my self up for ya. Benefits of being the Boss, I can leave early if I want to. After all I am your Guinevere, Sir Lancelot.”
“Well my lady, I only did what any red blooded man would do.”
After a few minutes of casual conversation, the two walked a few blocks to the Tortorici’s Italian Restaurant for a nice meal. Once dinner was completed, Lana suggested that they go to Pat O’Brien’s for a few Hurricanes. They talked about everything under the sun. By the end of the night, they were feeling really good. The hurricanes were definitely doing their job.
By 1 AM the French Quarter area was packed with people. So they decided to walk the Decatur Street area. They visited the Hard Rock Café and enjoyed the water front near Jefferson Square.
Knowing that Lana had to be at work in a few hours, David suggested that he walk her to her car. It was 6 blocks down and 4 blocks over towards Royal Street. When they reached Chartres Street again (one block shy of the Parking Garage), Lana commented that she just might get a hotel room in the French Quarter instead of driving all the way across town then back in the morning.
“Well you know I have a suite right here on Chartres Street at the Quarter House. You are more than welcome to sleep in the king size bed. I’ll take the couch in the living room of course.”
“Always the valiant one I see. It says a lot about your character. I like that in a man. That kind of man almost doesn’t exist anymore. You certainly are an angel, you know that?” without even waiting for a reply, she continued, “You came to my rescue once already, and here you are again trying to come to my rescue again.”
With all sorts of deviate thoughts running amok in his head, David replied, “Well I can promise you I’m no angel. Especially with all the booze I have in me right now. But I promise that I’ll be at my best”. As he said it, he was waiting for her to reply with something to the effect that ‘he didn’t have to be’ or something like ‘she wanted to see just how good he was.’
Because at the present moment there wasn’t anything on earth that he wanted more than to dive head first into every part of this beauty. But much to his dismay, she didn’t even reply. Instead, she changed the subject.
This made him want her more. Her not replying told him a lot about her character. He got the distinct impression that she wasn’t a “tease” or one of those “Flirty Women” that starts things that they never intend to complete.
After contemplating the idea of staying the night at his suite, she finally accepted. They entered the main lobby and then the elevator. Being the pervert that he is and feeling as horny as he was, he looked down at the mirrored floor and was able to look right up her dress. Almost as if she knew he was looking, she moved her feet slightly apart. He could see right up between her legs. He couldn’t see her crotch but he was definitely trying hard.
His thoughts of those silky smooth thighs were interrupted when Lana looked at him and noticed he was staring at the floor. It was then that she realized what he was doing. She hadn’t noticed the mirrored floor before now.
“Be good”, she said “You promised to be at your best
 remember?” she said with a chuckle.
Embarrassed, David was speechless. There was nothing he could think of in reply. When they reached his floor, the elevator stopped and the doors opened with a ding, saved by the bell.
They walked over to his room and went inside. David showed Lana around then they sat in the living room. David went into the kitchen and opened a bottle of Canoe Ridge Merlot. Not the most expensive bottle of Merlot but definitely not a 2 dollar bottle either.
Of all the Merlots he has sample over the years, this was his favorite.
As they sipped their wine, they continued to talk about themselves and their lives. By now it was nearly 4 in the morning.
Lana leaned over and kissed David gently on the cheek then said good night. David was left on the sofa while she was taking a shower. He had given her a shirt of his to wear since she didn’t have any clothes to change into. After her shower, she walked into the living room and sipped on another glass of wine.
As they continue to talk, David couldn’t help but remember his dream from the day before. Since she didn’t have any clothes to change into, he thought that it was very possible that she wasn’t wearing any panties. The thought was nearly too much. David had to continually say to himself, ‘be good, be good, she thinks you’re an angel so for god’s sake be good’.
It was then that David had enough. He finished the conversation and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
After washing his hair and everything else, he purposely stayed under the hot flow of water to gather his thoughts. He knew that he was at the end of his rope so to speak. He had shown more restraint tonight than he had ever done before. He also knew that if she was still in the living room when he returned, there was no holding him back.
As he imagined what she was doing while he was in the shower gathering his thoughts, his questions were answered.
As he was standing under the shower, much to his surprise, he felt something touch his back. As he opened his eyes and turned around, there she was.
In all her naked glory Lana had come into the shower. Without even saying a word, he leaned over and they kissed. He felt her hands rub his ass as they became more passionately involved in the kiss. She felt so warm and soft. He could stay here for hours. His hands dropped and rubbed that glorious ass that he dreamt about. It was harder than he had imagined. It was obvious that she worked out religiously.
With his left hand on her ass, he moved his right hand and cupped her face but never broke the passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined as their kiss became nearly uncontrollable.
David broke their kiss and nibbled at her neck then down to her breast. Lana moaned in ecstasy as David squeezed and sucked her tits and rubbed her ass.
David reached over and soaped up his hands and rubbed them on her ass. The soapy lubrication added to the extra sexual sensations that she was feeling. He then turned her around so she was under the shower flow and rinsed off his hands. He then went for her womanhood.
David nearly came then and there when he reached her twat and discovered it was bare. It was completely shaven and silky smooth. As he ran his ringers onto her clitoris, her knees buckled. The more he rubbed, the more she moaned and gyrated.
Returning the favor Lana grabbed his rock hard penis. After several moments of playful rubbing, Lana bent down on her knees and took the entire length of his harden cock into her mouth at once. David was in awe of this magical woman and her abilities. The more he moaned, the deeper she took him into her mouth.
After several moments, he pulled her off of him and stood her up. He then turned her around and took her from behind. He leaned her towards the wall where the shower head was located and she put her hands on the wall. The spray of water was hitting her lower back.
Holding her by the hips, David drove himself deep into her as hard and as fast as he could, the harder he fucked her, the harder she wanted it. It didn’t take long before this drove her into an orgasmic state.
When David was about to come, she went down again. Working his penis with her mouth she told David to come on her face. If ever there was a “Money Shot”, this was it. David came so hard and so long that his knees buckled.
Lana didn’t lose a drop. She worked his manhood like it was a blow pop. Taking in every drop and loving it.
Of course the night wasn’t over yet. Obviously this went on way past sunrise. They made love in every part of the suite and in every conceivable position on every piece of furniture that was there.
As the two laid in the middle of the bed reflecting on the events, Lana was glad she took a “time out” to call the coffee shop telling the morning girl that she wasn’t coming in today.
She really liked being the boss and one day, she’ll show David how much.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

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Jack and Amanda 1

the teaser to test my wighting skills and see if u guys want more to see what happens next this is an incest stroy so dont read it if u are not in to it

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Harry Potter Evils Second Coming 2

Chapter 2: An unexpected Arrival
Four months later…
Harry turned the page of the Daily Prophet, on the second page of the paper there was a large picture of a boy he did not recognize holding a golden cup with the headline reading. |WIZARD STUDENT AT THE SCHOOL OF STRAWGOH IN AMERICA WINS THEIR FIRST TRIWIZARD CUP. Harry glanced over the article with little interest, although he had never thought about wizarding in other parts of the world, he had little interest in anything to do with the Triwizzard cup. The days paper was thin and he quickly finished glancing over it and set it down on the table while picking up his glass of butterbeer.
Harry had been staying in this small hotel for about a week now. He had grown too bored at Grimmauld place and had needed to get out some. He had thought about going over to the Burrow to see Ron and Hermione, but still did not think he was ready to see them yet. So instead he had apparated nearbye to the forrest he, Ron and hermione had all stayed at durig there hunt for the Horcruxes. Surprisingily while he was hiking he stumbeled upon a small town called Nogard. It was a very quiet town here, altough even here the people knew who he was. Although normally this bothered him to have people looking at him like a god, here in this town he slowly began to accept it and just learn to ignore them.
He spent most of his time in the inns bar. The bartender there was one year below Dumbeldore while he was in school and told many good stories of Dumbledore and his time at Hogwarts. Stories such as one time when one of the professors had asked Dumbeldore to be his duel partner example, and then Dumbledore had beaten the professor made Harry laugh.
Harry noticed as he was walking up the stairs back to his room that his overall demeanor was lifting. He was starting to come around on all the pain and remorse he had been feeling. He had been thinking of pain his whole life, maybe that made it easier for him to come to grips with it now. He arrived at his room in the inn. He tossed his shoes to the foot of his bed and lay down and streched out across the bed. He wandered how the other two were doing at the Burrow. He closed his eyes and thought about Ron and Hermione probably cuddeled up consoling eachother throughout this time. Mrs. Weasley probably had Ron upstairs sharing a room with Ginny and let Hermione have Ron’s room. Harry starting thinking while his eyes got heavier if he had been there now. He would be on the couch trying to sleep, Ginny would constantley be trying to corner him like she always did.
“Harry why don’t you want to be with me! So all those kisses, you saving me multiple times,everything we have been through! You are trying to tell me it was for nothing!” Thats what she would always say to him. He could see her waking him up at night trying to pin him on the couch and trying to force an answer out of him. Harry’s eyes got heavier as he drifted farther. Luckily this is when Hermione would always come in and save the day. Like she always does, Hermione would walk down the stairs and quietly grab Ginny and take her back upstairs and tell Ron to keep her up there. Then she would always come back down for awhile and sit next to him to make sure he was ok. He would always give the same reply of “yes, she just doesnt get it.” Harry drifted further.
And she would always respond with, “ I know Harry, you will be ok, Your the Chosen one, im sure it wont be hard for you to find another girl when the time is right.” she would say with a wink. She was always so sweet to him in his time of need. He wish he was there to help her like she always did. While she was sitting next to him he could of asked her how her and Ron were doing, or atleast held her hand or hugged her… Would she have wanted him to hold her? Would that have helped? He dreamt of her talking to him on the couch and him consoling her over a big fight they had had. He knew how much she had helped him he wanted to return the favor. He grabbed her and pulled her in for a tight hug. He wanted to let her know he was sorry for her, and that he was grateful for everything she had done.
While hugging her he had noticed how soft her skin was and could her hair smelled. He took a big wiff into his nose, and with this Hermione recoiled and asked “did you just smell my hair?”
Harry stammered”…uhhh no…”
“Yes you did! You just smelled my hair, does it smell bad or something!” She took a large fistful of hair to her nose looking embarassed.
“ Haha no Hermione it smelled soo good, im sorry I didnt realise I was doing it!” Her hair was still in her faise but she made contact with Harry. It was very dark in the room but he could still see her deep brown eyes in the illumination of her wand looking at him. “What?”
“Nothing”
“Tell me!”
“Nope”
“Hermione please im sorry for smelling your hair!”
“Still nope, I couldnt tell you not with Ron and Ginny right above us.”
“What what do they have to do with me smelling your hair, just tell me!”
“No Harry I dont want to tell you, I want to show you.”
“Show me whaa?” And before he could even finish his sentence Hermione had grabbed him and swung her legs around him. She was now sitting chest to chest on him pulling his face into hers. She pressed her soft lips against his mouth and pushed his lips apart and let her old wet tounge begin to trace his. He wrapped his arms around her backed and pulled her closer to his chest. A soft gasp of breath left her lips as he did this. For what felt like hours they contiuned to kiss passionatley. Hermione was rubbing his hair while she pushed her face harder and harder against his. Her tounge was doing laps around his.
Harry began to feel his pajamas trying to force his penis back down, but having Hermione on top of him was making it to hard. His mind/ and his penis began to want more. He slowly let his hands slip down Hermiones back as she continued to press her wet lips against his. Finally his reached the top of her pajama bottoms, and he began to let his hand try to slip under the elastic, he was so close he opened up his hands to clasp her Ass in his han.. “TAP TAP TAP TAP!”
“What the bloody HELL!” Harry yelled as he sung himself up from his bed. For a few seconds he forgot where he was. He let his eyes wander around the room until he realised he was still in his room at the inn. “ It was just a dream Harry, It was all just a dream. A dream that Hermione and Ron will never hear about.” He was sweating, even though he knew it was a dream he still couldnt help feel slightly guilty. He could only imagine what his friends would think if they knew about him dreaming about Hermione like that. He continued to sit on the bed thinking about how real the dream had felt. He had never thought about Hermione like that before. I mean obviously she was attractive, probably one of the most attractive in Hogwarts. But ever since saving her from the troll she had just been his friend, an only that. “
“TAP TAP TAP TAP!” Harry had forgotten the loud tapping that had woke him up. He quickly went to the door grab the handle and with a swift movement opened up. He was surprised to see that the hallway was empty. He pinched himself as he stuck his head out into the hall making sure that he was still not in a dream. “TAP TAP TAP” Apparantley he was going crazy he thought to himself, he closed the door and turned around and that window to his room he saw an owl. He was surprised to see and owl at his window, surely no one knew that he was here. The owl was carrying a white letter which he quickly snagged from her beak. He gave the owl a pat on the head an a brush down her back and she quickly flew away. He walked back over to his bed and sat down while he looked over the letter.
He was instantly in shock. The letter was from Hogwarts. He quickly tore at the seal on the back of the envelope and opened it up, and began reading.
Dear Mr. Potter
Eleventy-Seven Inn room 4
I professor Mcgonagall am proud to announce that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizzardry will be open this term. Repairs (and a few additions) have been made to the castle and with no threat of danger, I feel the need to return to the Hogwarts of old and let the MAGIC begin. Obviously all students are more than welcome to decline such invitation if they feel unabligged to come. Please respond with your decesion immediately. Your book lists and schedule are included on the second page.
P.s. Harry if you chose to return you will be Head Boy and Captain of the quidditch team.
P.s.s. Ron and Hermione have both already said yes.
P.s.s. You really should stay In a better hotel the bartender never even went to hogwarts and the maid is part troll.
Harry was taken aback, he had not even thought about returning to school let alone the school being rebuilt so quickly. He sat there in silence thinking over the letter re-reading it over and over again. Ron and Hermione had already said yes. The more he thought about returning the less he wanted too. He enjoyed being away from all the conversations of the war, and of all the “fame” people thought he deserved. If Ron and Hermione went, he wondered if that meant he had to go. Surely he couldnt be on his own for that long.
Harry decided to take some time to think about it. He went back to his bed and decided he would make a decesion in the morning after he had slept it off. So he fell asleep drifting off slightly hoping guiltfully that he would have another dream like before..

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Harry Potter – Missing The Weasley

This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

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My boss

I’ve always had this fantasy about my boss at work. Now I’m going to share it with you. But first let me give you a little information on how he really is.
His name is Joseph. Forty-two and really skinny. A sort of stuck up man. He owns a restaurant in the small town I live near by. He has a bitch of a wife and eight kids. Yea eight. He never compliments me or any of his employees. The few times he ever really talks to me is when he lectures me. He’s Mormon. So he’d never cheat on his wife. But that doesn’t mean i can’t fantasize.
Now a little of my story. For some odd reason I’m really attracted to him. His power over me, turns me on. The fact that he he barely acknowledge my existence, makes my heart race. He’d never do this, but I’ve given some thought about what I want to happen. So on to the fantasy.
* * *
I’m at work. I’m working really hard cooking order after order. He’s right beside me as usual. We finally beat the lunch rush and begin to clean up the mess in stock. Most of our boxes and lids are stored upstairs and from time to time we have to go up there and grab a bunch of stuff to restock.
“Elaine, we need eight by eights. Will you go upstairs and get them please?” I of coarse do as told. I run upstairs and turned on the storage lights. After searching for a bit I found what I was looking for and turned around to turn the light off, but was face to face will Joseph. A little shocked I stuttered, ” I’m sorry. Was I up here to long?” He didn’t say a word.
Staring at each other for a minute I finally began to try to get out of the room. But as I tried to get passed him he pushed me back. I tried again only a little harder. He grabbed my hips. Then with a hard push, knocked me down and pinned me to the floor. I was so confused and scared I didn’t know what to say.
“I know you want this. I can see it in your eyes. Well, I know i do. I want to fuck you hard.” I was shocked by his words but he was right. I did want it. He started to kiss me passionately. I eagerly kissed him back. I ripped his shirt off. I heard his many buttons fly everywhere. I kissed his chest. In my mind I imagine it hard and muscular. Then completely remove the torn remains off.
He pulled my shirt off exposing my pump breasts. I could feels his eyes enjoying there firmness. He began to squeeze them then kissed the exposed skin. Then back to my lips. He lifted me up enough to undo my bra and then pinned me back down. I could feel my panties get wet. His mouth devour my hardened nipples. Kissing and sucking one at a time. He lifted his body up then undid his pants.
I knew instantly what to do. I grabbed out his throbbing cock and starting sucking. I also imagine it to be around eight inches. With every soft stroke of my mouth I get just a little deeper and he gets a little harder. Finally I get his full length in my mouth. I start pounding his cock against my face. He lets off loud moans. I go faster and faster and then feel his sweet cum in my throat. He pulls my head close to his body with every shot of come.
I lay back down. Impressed with my good sucking. But Joseph wasn’t done. ” I said I was going to fuck you hard.” With a hard jerk and twist he had me up on my knees. He rapidly undid my pants and pulled down my drenched panties. Without hesitation he pushed in his still hard cock. His first thrust was really hard. But after only three thrusts he sent me to an extreme orgasm. I tried hard not to scream.
He pulled on my hair and used it to keep his balance while his other hand slapped my ass. He moaned and breathed hard but fucked me harder and harder with every thrust. He moved his hand from my hair down to my swollen clit. Then sent me to a second orgasm. He pinched my clit and then pulled his hand up to where his cock was. I felt a finger with his cock inside of me. Then two, then three.
So afraid I was going to scream, I covered my mouth. He took his fingers out. ” OH fuck I’m going to come.” He pulled his cock out of my satisfied pussy and sprayed his come all over my ass then watched me rub it all over myself. He slapped his cock on my ass a few times and let it rest there. Then got a huge grin on his face.
How about a good ass fucking? I’ve never been in to that but I for some reason wanted him to. He covers his once again hard cock with saliva and slowly inserts himself in. I imagine it to feel really good. He starts slow then gets harder and faster. He puts two of his fingers inside of my well fucked pussy. Sliding in and out of it as he fucks my ass. He puts in three fingers. Then Four. Then slowly he has his whole hand inside of me.
I came again. My juices keeping me lubricated and his hand able to move. He starts to ram my ass and I feel his cock jerk. He moans louder and with four long and harder thrusts, comes in my ass. He pulls out and watches me put my clothes back on. Then I head home knowing if this keeps up I’ll get a raise.

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My Australian Angel (Chapter One)

As Maverick stepped off of the airplane at the Melbourne Airport, he could instantly feel the warmth of the Australian Sun beating down on his neck. It was a different kind of heat, one that he wasn’t used to. It was far different from that of the sun in Louisiana (United States).
Looking through the crowd at the Customs counter he was anxiously looking for her. They had met online a year or so before but had never met. It was a strange kind of relationship they shared. She was a native of Australia and he was an American. They met through a mutual interest in the board game Battleship. Although they had agreed to never exchange photos, he was certain that he would know her right off.
She had a witty sense of humor continually replying with “Bugger” when she lost a ship. Of course, being the deviate sort of man that he was, he would always say that she was “going down”. But she could always see through him. She knew what he meant, and would simply reply “You wish LOL”. They shared a different kind of relationship than others they have had in the past. They could talk for hours and never run out of things to say. They would talk about personal things they have been through and their visions of the future.
After he cleared the customs counter, he spotted her. She was indeed wearing the prearranged red skirt and matching blouse. Although there were 3 women in the Airport Lobby wearing a red skirt and matching blouses, it was unmistakable which one was Maverick’s Australian Angel. Even before he saw the book, he knew. There was a certain essence surrounding her that couldn’t compare to any other person in the world. He walked up to her and they just knew. Without saying a word, she put down the book she was carrying that would identify her as “The One”. It was then that they embraced in a hug tighter, yet softer than anything they have ever experienced. After what seemed like a lifetime, they were finally in each others arms. She reached down and retrieved the book she was carrying, “Harp in The South” by Ruth Park, and presented it to Maverick. With a devilish looked on her face, it was then that she simply said, “Hi, I’m Lily”.
Maverick couldn’t help but pick her up off of the floor and embrace her again. After short salutations, they went out of the Airport lobby area and located the limousine he had chartered for the trip. Once in the car, Maverick instructed the driver to take them to Stoney Point. Although the trip had obviously been prearranged, their destination was known only to Maverick. Lily knew only that she had promised him that if he could get away to Australia for a visit, she would make herself available to him so they can finally meet in person. With her job, it wasn’t uncommon that she would take business trips for days at a time. This would ensure that her husband’s suspicions wouldn’t flame up so to speak.
While in the back of the Limousine, they sipped on a bottle of Dom Perignon Rose Champagne. At $325.00 (US) per bottle, it wasn’t often that Maverick was able to enjoy the “Finer things in life”. But what better time to start spending his hard earned money. Lily was definitely worth every penny that he was going to spend on this trip to Australia.
After a few glasses of “Bubbly”, Maverick leaned over and caressed Lily’s cheek. All he could think about was how perfect she appeared. In every way. He lightly brushed away her dark hair that had settled over her shoulder. Without even giving it a second thought, he leaned over and lightly kissed her.
Prior to the trip, they had both agreed that this was to be a strictly plutonic visit. They had both agreed to this due to the fact that they were both married, but obviously not to each other.
Although the promise meant the world to each of them, he continued to lightly kiss his angel. She emotionally responded by touching his cheek. They both released a slight moan of delight. Without breaking contact, they both moved closer to each other and their kiss became more passionate that either of them had ever experienced. After a few minutes of this, their passion was beginning to boil over like a volcano heating up.
She reluctantly broke from the kiss and reminded him that they had promised themselves that this wasn’t going to be a sexual endeavor. He asked if she truly believed in her heart that he would travel 5 hours from New Orleans (Louisiana) to Los Angeles (California) to meet his 20 hour connecting flight to Melbourne (Victoria, Australia) for “Just a Piece of Ass”. She knew in her heart that whatever happened during this vision had to be fate or destiny. Then she asked herself, “Who am I to toy with destiny?” Without even answering his question, she leaned into him again and continued their kiss.
After raising the privacy window separating the couple from the driver’s view, Maverick leaned into Lily once again and started to lightly kiss her on the neck. Little did she remember, but during one of their many conversations, she had indicated to Maverick that this was the one thing that she couldn’t resist. It drove her crazy. The harder her breathing became, the harder his became. After several moments of this, Maverick moved his left hand onto her blouse and lightly cupped her breast. At this point, she knew that there was no denying the passion that she felt for this man. Even though she had been happily married for just over 5 years at the time they met a year ago, she felt such an unmistakable attraction to this man she knows only as Capt Maverick.
She knew that this was wrong, she knew that she should have never agreed to meet this mysterious man in person. Especially with all of the “Horror Stories” that are in the papers about “Cyber Stalkers”. But how can this kind, gentle, passionate man be one of those despicable stalkers? There was no way in the world, she thought.
“Never looking back” she allowed him to caress her breast. The feeling was such that she couldn’t help but feel a tingle in her most private of women’s parts.
Not stopping any of the movements he was participating in, he leaned her further back until she was against the door. He then positioned one of his legs between hers. He could feel the heat radiating from her private parts against his leg. Continuing their ever growing passionate kiss, he gently rubbed her womanhood with his leg. This nearly drove her “Over the edge”.
She couldn’t believe she was doing this. She was married to a wonderful man but yet here she was in an erotic embrace with another man. As much as she knew she should, she just couldn’t stop. She felt drawn to him. She felt drawn to her Maverick on both an emotional and sexual level.
It wasn’t until he laid on top of her with his groin right in line with hers that she knew there was no turning back. He was obviously very erect. She could feel his penis rubbing against her clitoris through their clothes. She can’t remember when she had been so turned on. They began to gyrate in unison. Lily couldn’t help but to moan in erotic passion at the feel of this man’s penis rubbing against her. It felt to her like it was a bit larger than she was used to.
Without warning, Maverick began kissing down the front of her blouse. After removing both of her luscious breasts, he continually licked her nipples then worked his way down her stomach. His hands had moved to underneath her skirt and was rubbing her clitoris through her thin panties. He was extremely pleased at her reactions. She began to moan at every touch.
He slowly moved down and began kissing her through her small silky panties. He couldn’t help but notice that she was extremely wet. He removed her panties and began to lick her passionately. Once he inserted a finger into her hot wet love spot, she began gyrating against his face without any further thoughts of indiscretion.
She was totally enthralled in the moment. He inserted a second finger then a third while still enjoying the taste of her juices. It wasn’t much longer before she was gyrating faster and faster until she began feeling the inevitable erotic pleasures approaching.
She placed her hands on the back of his head and pulled him into her while still gyrating. This knocked her over the edge and she began to buck from a massive orgasm. The more she involuntarily bucked from the orgasm, the more he licked and sucked on her clitoris. As she continued to come, he began to rhythmically insert his fingers faster and faster while continuing to lick and suck her until she began having multiple orgasm.
After her orgasm had subsided, she sat up and unfastened his pants. This was the first time that she had seen the large penis that had so recently rubbed itself against her wet clitoris. She pulled Maverick’s pants around his legs and sat him up on the rear seat of the limousine. She straddle her Maverick and pulled his face into hers. She positioned herself on top of his penis and slowly lowered herself while kissing him passionately on the mouth.
They both groaned as his large penis entered her wet vagina. It wasn’t long until she was riding him like there was no tomorrow. The faster she moved on top of him the faster his upward thrusts came to met her downwards thrusts.
As she wrapped her arms around his neck, he moved his hands to her waist. They continued this until their passion and lust erupted in a sea of ecstasy.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

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