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He growled at the heat of the woman beneath him, writhing, her hips moving to meet his thrusts. They fell into a fierce rhythm, each working to plunge his cock as deeply as possible into her pussy. His hands curled beneath her back, clasping her shoulders. He pulled as he thrust, and they both gasped as he penetrated further.

All the while, they watched each other, the passion in their faces and eyes. Her head went back as he felt her cunt clamp tightly onto his cock.
 
Orgasm was so quick to claim her it seemed her mind a flood sensation passion and love.

Anton...


She was hugging tightly to him overwhelmed and intoxicated on the pleasures.
 
He could not have stopped if he had wanted to. As her climax rippled through her body, a wave of raw pleasure swept over him. She pulled him tightly against her, wrapping her legs around his. He exploded deep inside her, a long, gushing climax, unlike any he had had with anyone before. He could barely breath, it was so intense, as they ground against each other.

His body quivered as though both came down, any movement sending a little shock between them. Their eyes remained locked. Anton felt as though a part of him, a part of his soul, would now forever be inside her.

He kissed her softly, "Melina, so beautiful..."
 
She was still shaking a little reaching to pull the blanket over them.

Anton...

A sated purr in her voice.
 
Anton kept close as he slid from her. Melina shivered and pulled a blanket over them. He cuddled her, resting her fave against his chest. His hands stroked her back, this time more exploratory.
 
Well... Anything like you dreamt?

She stared into his eyes barely able to believe what had just happened much less the fact that she wanted more.
 
"More than I ever imagined," he admitted, "simply amazing."

As one hand stroked her ass, and my god what an ass, he felr slick wetness. He had just taken her virginity, and cum inside her...

"I hope it did not hurt too much," he said softly. Even as he spoke, his fingers once again slid over her hips, onto her mons. He lightly massaged the soft hair there, as he gauged her response.

He wanted her again, not later, but now. His cock was swelling insistently. As he slid his fingertips onto her sex again, his member throbbed. He watched her eyes, seeking to arouse her further. The wetness against his finger spoke of their recent union. More.. he wanted more...
 
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No you didn't hurt me.

Feeling his fingers sink in she moaned softly. Her eyes falling half lidded for a moment as she purred.

There is that Latin blood... Wanting more lover?
 
A part of him thrilled to be called 'lover' by her. He had no clue as to whether their time together would last longer that a fleeting couple of hours, so was going to make the most of them.

Her moans were so incredibly low and seductive. And yes, he did want more, so much more.

"Mmm hmmm," he replied as he took her by the shoulders. He rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him. They both groaned at the feel of her body pressed against his. He reached down and clasped her thighs, guiding her until she was straddling him. Her breasts hung down, like ripe fruit. He tilted his head and pinched one of her nipples with his lips.

Her gasps inflamed him, as he teased her little erections, his pulsed large and insistent. He set his hands on her hips again and guided her down. Melina's mouth opened in an 'O' as the head of his cock met her sex again. He pushed her, and his manhood speared into her. He moved her up and down a few times, until he was sheathed fully in her again.

Then he pushed her upright and took her hands, "Ride me."
 
Her hips rolled as she began to bounce and gasp at the new sensations. Biting her lip her head falls back as she whimpered.

Anton
 
It was Anton's turn to purr throatily as Melina gyrated her hips on top of him. His cock moved at different angles inside her, as she explored and sought pleasure. He set her hands upon his chest, tilting her body forward a bit. Apparantly, the new position felt good, as she groaned loudly and began to bounce faster on his cock. His now free hands glided to her breasts again, flicking and pinching her nipples as they rocked before him.
 
Bouncing and riding faster she gasped at the sensations her mind reeling from the pleasure of it all.

Yes...

She whimpered in sheer pleasure and desire.
 
His body tensed. He could tell Melina was close. Her olive skin was flushed and her nipples were gorgeously hard. Her movements had become erratic as she whimpered at him.

He lowered his hands to her slender, muscular hips. Clasping them, he started moving her back and forth fast, her pussy sliding back and forth over his balls, his cock thrusting in and out of her. Her mouth opened wide breathlessly, gasping...

Until she cried out, writhing on top of him. On and on it went, as he kept her hips moving, stimulating her relentlessly.
 
She was bouncing wildly gasping. Her head tossed back her hands gripping at his chest. The intensity of pleasure spiraling deep within her. The orgasmic feelings bounding around her body threatening to overwhelm her. She dropped her head down to look into his eyes as it slammed through her.
 
Soon she collapsed on him, her breasts flattening against his hard chest, breathing hard. His cock was still hard within her, aching for release.

He grasped her body and rolled her onto her back, him again on top. He kissed her hard as his hips rolled, sliding deep again. As the head pressed against her cervix, he asked, "ready for more, Love?"
 
She laid there and nodded reaching to pull him in for another hard passionate kiss.
 
Anton surprised her by pulling out completely. He rose to his knees, and looked down at her, legs spread, smoking hot. He took one leg and lifted it up, then rolled her over onto her belly. He grabbed her hips and lifted her onto all fours, that perfect ass facing him.

He moved close again, tilting his cock down to her sopping pussy. With a sudden thrust, he speared into her, growling at the sensation. He clasped and squeezed her cheeks as he began to fuck her deeply.
 
Gasping she slammed her hips back hard feeling him sink deep. She purred at the sensation and glanced back at him with a smile.


Talk to me lover...
 
He grinned at the marvel of her. She wanted him to talk to her.

He shivered with delight as he clasped her waist and continued to fuck her with long, deep strokes.

"I wish you could see this, my beautiful love. Every man who has ever seen you aches to hold you, just like this... I adore this curve... Do you like it when I hold your hips tight? And.. fuck.. you.. hard..d?"

Her hips kept rocking back to receive the impact of his.

"Mmmm, and the little tremor that ripples along your ass each time I..."

He was losing control, the verbalizing of his want making it hotter.

He slowed and leaned back, "And the sight of your labia clinging to my cock each time I withdraw, and then disappearing each time I push into you..."

He held his hips still, and just moved her hips back and forth on his cock, "So beautiful... fuck me lover..."
 
Her hips curled back as she purred at his words. Biting her lips she gasped softly then to add another twist to his surprise she again purred.

Maybe next time we... should .. make our own... little movies love.

She bucked back against him again and continued...

For now... Tell me more love more about you and I... Our movies. Fantasies..
 
He groaned as her hips moved back and forth, swallowing his cock repeatedly. Did she have any idea as to how gorgeous she was?

And then she asked about.. fantasies...

The deep, dark desire he would never admit to leapt to his mind, the desire every man who saw her probably had, "I.. want.. to hold... you.. you down.. and... fuck.... you... AHHHHHH!"

He came, he came hard. Her hips moving and the admission swept over him and his cock exploded inside her.

When the last drop of semen pulsed into her cunt, he held her still. He leaned over her, kissing the back of her neck. He held her and rolled both of them on their sides, spooned. His softening cock slipped from her.

His hands though, were still fresh and eager. Regaining his breath, he slipped his fingers over her sex, and teasing her, began to tell her his fantasies...
 
Orgasm assaulted her again as she cried out. Collapsing she curled there against him feeling him toying with her as she purred listening to him tell her his fantasies.
 
He felt the warm confident aggression that comes from knowing that there would be another time. She had made that clear enough.

For now, he held her, her back against his chest, his hands on her body, on her pussy, as he whispered in her ear. She responded so beautifully. Her body would tremble when he voiced something she liked.

In particular, she liked forceful fantasy, enough so that he went into more detail. As he did, one hand moved up to circle her throat. She gasped and her body stiffened as he spoke of choking her while he fucked her, pounding her relentless as she fought for air. She came hard again, as his fingers flicked her clit, groaning and gasping, then collapsed.

He glanced at the clock. It was late morning. He rose and began to dress, asking, "Will I see you in class this afternoon?"
 
She did not truly like the idea of being choked merely the idea of him forcing her... Taking her. She had even responded quite well to ones he spoke of where she had him tied down or had manipulated him where he was a nervous and timid teacher "owned" by her with the threat of his boss over his head.

Yeah I will be in class... Question is will you be able to focus on class with what I wear?

She winked and slipped from the bed and grabbed the same outfit she had worn his first drunk night in the condo. Slipping it on she turned to look at him moving closer as her hand rested on his belted pants.

Do you remember?
 
"How could I forget?" he stared into her dark eyes, "That night haunted me for months."

He set his hand on her lower back and pulled her in close for a kiss, "perhaps you wear that this evening..."

It hadn't been a question, although perhaps it should have been. He wanted her again, soon.

He took his leave with another lingering kiss, then caught a taxi back home. He barely had time to change and get to his faculty meeting. His best friend in the department commented that he seemed a bit distracted, which he was. Thankfully, the chair was absent.

Later, he gathered his wits for class. Seated at his desk, he watched them file in. His, and most everyone else's, eyes followed Melina as she entered and moved towards the first row. She wasn't going to make rhis easy.

No Maddox, but that didn't surprise him. He paused, giving his new lover a quick glance, then rose to atart class, grateful his trousers were a bit loose.
 
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