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It was then that David decided to not reply, not verbally at least. Words only seemed to complicate things, and there was nothing complicated about what was happening between them. His eyes closed with her's as he leaned in to kiss Maxine softly on the lips. There was no sleaze or pure lust withing their embrace but instead David was gentle, his mouth opening with her's as their tongues only barely touched one another as they stayed within their with their boundaries.

David hand moved onto Maxine's waist, his heart racing as he ran it up and down he soft skin. Finally resting on her thigh as his mind felt clear and his instincts followed, following the course as he pulled her a bit closer.
 
She kept her hands resting gently upon him, not moving, just resting upon his warm skin. She wanted to touch him all over, but she just relaxed, letting herself take a gentler pace, forgetting about work, as she kissed him. A kiss without cameras, a kiss without a script, a kiss that was just a kiss.

At the same time it was so much more than a kiss, and she suddenly understood why people liked kissing. It had never been, so intimate, and her hand slide unconsciously up his back.
 
He cared about her, David actually cared about Maxine. Their kiss feeling like nothing he had ever experienced, feeling like they had been in love for years. He didn't see her work or the other people she had been with, he only saw her in all her beauty. It was then that David began to ease Maxine on top of him, wanting to feel her soft body onto his.

Though they were in a rather compromising position, there was no penetration, no sex. Just two people locking lips with one another as David hands caressed up and down her body.
 
She found the balancing point, where she could rest upon him, and not have her weight born on her arms. Of course she could, but she didn't want to do anything that made her think of work. Maxine wanted this to be as different from work as possible, her hands finding their way to touch him. The kiss mimicking sex as tongues danced back and forth, sweet and easy.

It was tough to film kissing, and she felt an odd freedom as her hair fell, concealing them.
 
Maxine's body felt right as she laid on David, he wanted her to simply rest upon him as they kissed. Some how David could feel her sort of fighting herself, wanting this to be more than just what she once paid to do. As calm and sweet as David was, he did fight himself a bit as he felt himself getting harder by the second. He wanted to desperately take her, but wanted to show her that her cared for and not just wanted her for sex.

The room seemed almost darker as her hair covered their eyes, David taking in her sweet scent. It was then that he broke their kiss to look over Maxine, his eyes locked onto her's as his hand stroked her cheek. "I always wished I was with some one as amazing as you." he said softly, wondering if anyone had every truly said that to her without a camera being on them. David meant it, she was so much more to him, more than former adult film star, more than anything he could ever imagine.
 
"I've dreamed of this," she whispered back, gazing into his eyes. She moved a little, shifting, her fingers gently stroking his cock, guiding it to rest against his belly as she moved so her pussy was resting against the base, her lips kissing him. It was a strange sensation to be on him, but not ON him. Plus their was no space for a camera between them, and she snuggled up against him, enjoying the simple pleasure, feeling the size of him, knowing he was at full extension or pretty close.

She didn't want to frustrate him, even as she felt very frustrated, and she did her best to let go of her baggage, after all David knew and didn't care that she'd been with other men, other women, been fucked with various toys, been paid and paid well to use those toys upon others.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let her history flow off her, shedding the memories like a duck sheds water.

"I've never felt like this," her voice rang with desire and truth, words she had said many times before, and yet this time it was as if she had never said it before.
 
While part of David was aching to be inside, the other side of him was enjoying feeling her like this. That building up that came before he would climax was always something that made him more sensual in what he did during sex. She was already soaked long before she went on top of him, he panties gave that away early on. But to feel the wet slit as it touched the base of his shaft made him all the more excited along with the soft touch of her fingers.

"Me neither" he replied as he began to adjust himself a bit. He was afraid at first, fearing Maxine would ease off; but he began to move the tip of his cock along her slit easing it softly inside her. He didn't want to "fuck" her, she didn't need nor desire pure animalistic reactions. David wanted to make love to her, because love is how he truly felt about her.
 
"Oh," the soft sound filled with longing, as she felt him shift himself beneath her. Typically she was tight due to be disconnected, wetness she never had trouble with, but had been told often that she was like fucking a virgin, and she'd just been glad that it didn't hurt.

This was different, normally it would have taken a concerted effort for him to slip inside, but her body wanted this and the head popped in with only a slippery sound, easing in. She could feel him, every warm rigid micrometer of flesh.

It was so agonizingly slow, delightfully slow, intentionally slow, and she was savouring every slow moment, "Oh," she whispered again, surprised at how different this was, glad it was different, "Gently," she whispered unsure of how to describe her intentions any other way, the word reminding her of the movie "Princess Bride"

She wanted him badly, to feel him inside her, feel the full length of his cock buried inside her. She wanted him to fuck her the way she had fucked oh so many actresses, heck her strap on nick name had been 'Gentle Giant'. Maxine finally understood how sex was meant to be, more than just flesh on flesh. This was heart to heart, soul to soul, need to need, desire to desire. A matching of wants, longing.

For the first time in a long time she did not feel alone. "Make love to me," she'd heard that line often, but was speaking them for the first time filled with sincerity.
 
David didn't respond to any of Maxine's words, not verbally at least. She said gently, he went gently. She said to make to her, he gladly obliged as his cock moved in and out of her. Moving his cock deeper inside with every thrust, the warm feel of her inner walls feeling like nothing David had ever experienced. He kissed her gently again, his tongue playing with her's very lovingly as his pacing sped just a bit.

David had been with a few women, but none of them every made him feel... complete. His other girlfriends left him with a hallow feeling after sex, making it almost lose it's appeal. As he made love to Maxine, he felt as ease. Being inside her felt so much more intimate than anything as if it were a sign of connection in so may ways.

David's hands moved lower to Maxine's ass, resting them on each cheek as his cock continued his gentle thrusting. His lips now moving lower to her chest, kissing between her breast before focusing on her left. His tongue moving over her nipple teasing it before he began to suckle onto it.
 
She didn't have to move, didn't need to move, heck she didn't want to move, just letting him slide up beneath her. Kissing during sex, making love well it was all new. Eventually his hands shifted down to move her, and she lifted away, in that moment his mouth moved downward to her lush breasts.

Maxine found a spot to prop herself up enough so he could easily devour her nipples. The rose colored nubs aching for the touch of his wet mouth. He felt different, even the simplest most common act of sucking on her tits felt so much different, as if a layer of something had been striped away leaving her raw and vulnerable.

She had never been so vulnerable, and she whimpered his name, as his cock oh so gently poked, probed, and prodded her heated core. Her body clasping to his feeling the sensation of him moving.
 
David could feel himself reaching that point where his hips began to speed up. His body wanting to release into her as she clamped down onto his cock, almost trying to milk him for all her was worth. She was tight as is and now it seemed like it was only a matter of time before he would climax. He was almost certain he was feeling her cervix, perhaps this one time would be enough to get her a baby. For now though, that seemed to not be the case.

Maxine was kind enough to position herself to give him better view of her perfect breast. His tongue flicking her rosy red nipples as he suckled onto her tits, always seeming to press his lips between her breast as he went from one to the other. Eventually David's thrust and pacing was enough to make a sound of their flesh slapping filled the room as David continued to play with Maxine's breast as he could feel himself getting closer. He decided to move back to her lips before confessing his peak to her"I gonna cum" he said to her softy. Knowing that any second now he would fill her with his seed.
 
She had known it would take time to get off, and had known he'd been damn excited upon entry, and had never given it much more thought that she wasn't nearly as close. It was all so new, and while her body loved the feel of him, and she'd unintentionally kiegelled him. Well it almost made her laugh how her last doctor said considering how responsive she was and her ability to control her pvc muscles he wondered why she wasn't getting off all the time.

It was rare however, usually when she was tired and her defenses were down, she would cum. Even then it was usually like getting thrown over a cliff and then tumbling over rough rocks. Pleasurable at first, and then a sort of empty painful ache.

She hadn't thought of it in a long time, heck it had been years since she'd orgasmed. Sexual pleasure, sure, she even enjoyed it, but true sexual release, well that was a different thing all together. Maxine didn't want it to feel any sort of pain, and had no idea if her body was receptive for fertilization, or if David had any idea if she was ovulating either.

It all felt so good, and she didn't want it to end. It was amazing how before she'd always been looking forward to the end, and now she was enjoying the ride.

His mouth moved back to hers, confessing he was oh so close and with a pleasure filled sigh she whispered. "Okay David." She'd be able to get off later, and was looking forward to David being with her when she finally came.
 
While David's downfall was him being far too excited from the get go, he would never say it out loud. In some way's it was Maxine's fault but then again it wasn't. She was beautiful to say the least, a true entity of Heaven in his mind. David had never felt the way he did about anyone in his life. In retrospect, David felt as if he could have done things a bit differently. He made it clear that he didn't about her previous line of work, but it made thing difficult as well as simple. It was obvious that Maxine loved the sensual touching, but took a rather long time to reach her peak.

While this could be a challenge, David cared about her enough to help her reach her peak. For now, it was he was would reach that point as he came inside Maxine, filling her as he let out a soft groan. That short moment of euphoric pleasure washing him as he looked into her eyes, feeling bad that she didn't cum as well. He kissed her once again in that sweet loving way he did at the start as if to say this was far from the end.

There was something about David that he didn't tell Maxine, as he had a rather active libido, able to have sex many times with only a few minutes apart from one another. While David could indeed control himself, he felt that this could in someway aid him with Maxine.
 
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"Hmmmm," she murmured unintentional, her focus so intent on the feel of his cock that she knew the moment he began erupting and not by just the look on his face. So often guys pulled out to make a show of their explosion that it was nice to feel him buried inside her at that point. Of course it had been five months since she'd been with a man, and even that memory was a welcome blur.

This was very unblurry, and she unintentionally continued to ride him, forgetting that he should be softening, or that such movement could be overwhelming. For a few heartbeats she thought only of her desire to continue feeling him move inside her.

"Oh," her eyes opened to look down at him, "Am I hurting you?" Maxine couldn't bear the thought of hurting him, even as she continued to move up and down him, slowl undulating movements, gradually building in pace until she was popping up and down like a rabid frog.
 
"No..." he said as he felt her riding him. It was obvious she was still set on cumming herself, and that was something David had no problem with. Even before he answered she was still going almost bounce up and down as if it were premeditated. "I kind of like it", right then there was no hiding that David was getting hard again, his need to make love to her once again building as he remained inside her.

His hand massaged her ass and thighs, he wanted to her to get off. He wanted to get off again as well only this time together with her. "If you'd like we'd could keep going.... I'd hate to end this with you not cumming."
 
Her body was thrumming and she felt the deliscious need building inside her, his cock was perfectly angled in this position to bang up against that tender spot inside that would send her spiralling into orgasm. She fought it off, shifting position slightly, altering her pace a tiny bit. Just enough to edge down a bit before climbing up again.

Then in a sudden unexpected rush she was flung high over the cliffs of pleasure, soaring, drifting gently down, pleasure rippling on and on again, "David," she purred his name a sweet whisper as the ability to speak returned.
 
David could tell by the look of Maxine that he grazed her sensitive spot. Her own body moving as if it were on it's own as she purred his name. Never had his name sounded so wonderful than it was coming from her. He could see herself fighting it and didn't want that, he wanted her self to let go and allow her wave to wash over her. "Don't fight it, kitten" he said softly to her, "let it go." This wasn't a scene from one her movies, she wasn't paid to keep going.

This wasn't about the audience getting off, it was her moment. She needed to enjoy sex and not see it as job. David thought back to what he called her... kitten. He didn't know, pet name seemed like something of later on. Maybe it was the little purring she gave as she uttered his name or perhaps it was the way she cuddled with him before they started, that gentle touching that seemed so loving, like a kitten easing into one's petting. Either way, David hoped Maxine didn't mind.
 
"ummmmm," she sighed, settling down upon him, awaiting the inevitable crash as she laid down upon him. Kissing his shoulder and neck, feeling the need to touch him as much as possible, her fingers running lightly up his sides, along his arms locking her fingers into his. She was silent because her mouth was teasing up and down his flesh, tasting him in a different way. Noticing the difference between the delicate skin over his collar bone, versus the muscles of his shoulder.

Eventually her mouth found his, laying claim to him, needing to feel his needs. It was completely unscripted, and therefore an entirely new sort of experience. It wasn't what she had been expecting or hoping for, but it had been so good. Regrets would come later, but for now she was just content to lay on him, hear his heartbeat, feel his blood pumping.
 
They were back where they began so to speak. Both of them kissing one another as she rested Maxine rested himself onto David. Her body almost feeling weightless in some way as his mind was content. Regret was far from his mind, he was happy to be with Maxine, to have her next to her as his eyes began to get a bit heavy.

Maxine came around 6 in the morning, right when the sun came up and from the look of the clock, it was 9. They had been at it for awhile, it was a bit of a shock to David. With the mix of waking up early and the sex, he was tired and he wanted to rest with Maixine next to him. "Sweetie..." he started "do you mind if we get some sleep?" He wanted to hold her as he slept, the warmth of her body as the drifted off together.
 
She yawned, "I suppose I could manage to close my eyes," which she did, her eyelids felt heavy, tired and not tired, she wasn't used to feeling lethargic. It felt pretty normal to just close her eyes, rest her head, and forget the world for a while.
 
It all seemed like some really good sex dream. That was until David saw Maxine laying on him as realized it was that what they did was not dream. He ran his finger down her back,a smile across his face as he watched her sleep. Her feminine scent intoxicating to him as he laid there. For a moment he laid and thought how nice it would to wake up to Maxine like this. To watch her open her eyes and tell her good morning or for her to do the same. Someone to love, it was all he really wanted.

He looked at the clock and notice it was 15 til 5, they had been sleeping for quite sometime. David kissed her on the forehead and gently moved Maxine onto the bed, allowing her to sleep some more as he got dressed. He put on some fresh clothes, jeans and t-shirt as he then went to get dinner started. After all he did promise it to her.
 
She slept soundly, she felt as if she had turned on an electric blanket she was so warm. Maxine woke up ravenous, and it took a few moments for her to realize she was naked, why she was naked, and that she was not in her own bed.

She rolled onto her back, relaxing, enjoying the moment in his bed. Then she glanced at the clock and noticed they had slept the day away. Which considering they had talked late into night and she'd gotten her early this morning, wasn't all that surprising. Maxine slipped out of bed and poked around until she found a shirt to wear. Her dress wasn't all that practical, and of course his dress shirts wouldn't button up much, and the t-shirt was stretched across her breasts. It would do, as she used the master bathroom before making her way to the kitchen.

Following her nose, to find him cooking dinner. "I could use a drink."
 
David had already finished making dessert and was starting on the chicken marsala before Maxine made her way into the kitchen. It was always sort of little fantasy for a beautiful woman to walk in with one of his shirt, but he never thought anyone really did that. It left little to the imagination however as Maxine body seemed to spill out of his shirt. Still David was mesmerized by her. "Well I have orange juice and such in the fridge..." said David "unless you would like some Chardonnay, take your pick."
 
"It seems a little early for that kind of drink," she stretched, stifling a giggle, it seemed odd to wake up and have alcohol was what she meant. The shirt sometimes reached down to her hips depending on the actions of her shoulders.

Maxine moved to the fridge and took a glance inside, opting for orange juice, something sweet and wet. She reached up for a glass and poured herself a tall glass of orange goodness. "You know what they should make?" she asked with a smile, "Liquid bacon." She chuckled letting the laughter ripple through her body, her nipples firming as the t-shirt stretched across them.

"I suppose I could always throw a shot of something into my OJ though."
 
"Sounds like someone's never had a mimosa" said David as he watched Maxine moved to the fridge, her figure making him feel a bit of a shiver down his back. He chuckled at her idea of liquid bacon"Don't they call that bacon grease?" he replied jokingly to her as turned his head away from the stove where he was cooking. David thought it was nice to be able to actually talk to Maxine in such casual manner, in someway it made him feel even closer to her. Her laugh not only revealing even more of her wonderful figure, but also showing her open up to him.

He pointed her to the small liquor cabinet as he went back to preparing their dinner. "You know since this is technically a date, I suppose asking a few questions about one another would be in order" he said "You can go first, ask me anything about me you'd like to know."
 
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