Sexaholics Annonymous...

"If it's all the same to you, I'll have a vodka straight, or I'll join you in a JD ... "

"Even better! Can't stand all that crap filling up a nice drink like that. Why not have both?" He placed the order and smiled as he felt her foot creep up his leg. Heat burned through the places she touched him. Her soft, delicate touches igniting a fire in his cock.

It twitched as she grazed it, his member growing more and more aggressive as she responded to his flirting. It wouldn't be long before he was desperate to ravage her right there, but he could hold on. Just.

"I dunno about you, but I like my drinks to have a bit of ... spirit ... about them ... "

"Oh, its not just drinks that I like spirit in. I think you might find that I like and have it in abundance..."

He flicked off his shoe and ran his foot up the back of her leg, back and forth stroking her soft, velvety skin. She responded to his touch, putting pressure back on him. His foot raised higher, moving to the back of her knee. His touches were still soft and fleeting, teasing her slowly. He ran his foot up the inside of her thighs, drifting to both and stopped short before her sex. She gasped as he stopped, and a malicious grin flickered with his eyes. He enjoyed the tease...

Her eyes were fiery and passionate, a hungry look matched with an aggressive streak. She won't be so easy to tease... He laughed on the inside. All the better... Another grin as the drinks were placed before them.
 
Joanne Stephens

Jo giggled as James insisted that she have both drinks.

"Oh, its not just drinks that I like spirit in.
I think you might find that I like and have it in abundance..."


Joanne smiled demurely.

"Well .. I'll have to make sure you're not disappointed then, won't I?"

She purred, a gasp at the end of her comment as his foot grazed her leg and eased upwards.
She reached for the drinks mat laid in front of her and toyed with it, trying to appear unflustered, until setting it down again, Joanne returned her own foot to play against his skin once more.
She raised her eyes and met his gaze challengingly.

Two could play at that game, she thought to herself, but contented herself with rubbing his calves whilst his foot grew more adventurous and moved higher and higher
... easing between her legs ...
... teasing her inner thighs...

Joanne pulled her glance away from his and looked around the room.
She feigned nonchalance, but all the time she was bracing herself in anticipation.
Any minute now he would ...

Jo gasped as he stopped abruptly.

He held his foot still, achingly close to her pussy.
So close she could almost sense his touch.
And yet he stopped.

Jo's eyes flew to James' and widened as she saw his grin.
So ... he was going to tease her was he?
She returned the look with one of her own; a look loaded with desire and challenge.

Only when the drinks were put before them did she glance downwards.
The fingers of her right hand curled around the glass as she drew her own foot away from his and readjusted her position, sitting more demurely.

"How fortunate that meeting worked ... "

She commented lifting the glass.

"...for both of us ... "

She continued and drained a third of the fiery vodka.

"Wow ... that kicks back ... If I'm on spirits, whiskey is usually my tipple too ... "

So saying, she raised the second glass and threw a similar amount down her throat.

"Ummmm.. is it me ... or is it warm in here ... ?"

She asked softly with a soft murmur.
Only then did James realise that she had slipped her left hand under her waist band and had been teasing herself through her panties since his foot left her.

"Seems you're getting warmer too ... "

She commented with an innocent smile as she brought her left hand up to the table and dipped her forefinger it into her vodka, before raising it to her mouth and letting her pink tongue flick across it.

"Ummm... tastes better with a mixer..."

She spoke as her eyes held his, laying the challenge out before him.
 
James Farrier

Cloud Nine was the only way to put his meeting with her. She was all he wanted and more. Gave as good as she got, and he loved it. He clutched the vodka glass and slammed it back, taking it all down in one smooth swallow. The fire tore down his throat and he revelled in the feeling, savouring the taste. He left the whiskey for now. He had something planned for that...

"Mmm... Taste's nice. I bet that its not the only thing that tastes nice around here, either." A knowing smirk

His hand dropped down to his crotch. He adjusted himself and lost his breath, his cock was as sensitive as he had felt it. Not to mention as hard as he had ever felt it. He was glad the tablecloth dropped down to the floor, otherwise, his trouser tent would be there for all to see. Not that he'd be bothered by it, but it'd cause complications.

"Seems you're getting warmer too ... "

"You have no idea Jo, its like a furnace in here. Can you feel it too?" His foot reached out and pressed against her pussy. He felt her hand rise up out the way. He rubbed up and down agonisingly slowly, firstly down, his toe reaching out, tracing the edges of her moistening sex, and then up the same way, his foot circling as he reached the top of her pussy. Her eyes glowed with hunger as he continued his assault on her sex with his foot, the malicious grin again there as she fought the moans building up inside her. He carried on doing this, taking his time at first and then suddenly blitzing her pussy, moving quickly. He felt the dampness and could smell the musky aroma of her arousal.

He dropped his hand down again and began to rub his crotch through his trousers. Her tongue flash caused a fire of passion to rage through him, and his cock reacted again, he stifled a groan and turned it into a soft cough. He licked his lips slowly, tasting the traces of the vodka.

"I suppose two can play at games really. I bet the mixers not too bad either, I wouldn't mind a taste..."
 
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Gavin
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I headed for the door, looking back i saw Sam getting close with the Doc and sighed. "Oh well, maybe next week"

I wasnt the guy to try competing like that, either she wanted it or she didnt and it seemed she'd made her choice......which was a shame cos she was too damn hot. I went to the vending machine and got a drink, sitting down outside the room, just a little down the hall.

Perhaps she was simply flirting, id be waiting when she came out. If she was with the Doc then ill make my excuse and leave.
"Damn i hate being shy"
 
Katie Johnston

Age: 20
Description: 5'4" so she habitually wears three inch pumps to make herself look taller, long (reaches down past her ass) Strawberry/Blonde hair, blue eyes, dimple in her right cheek when she smiles

OOC The male/female quota is off so I am going to bring in someone to 'play' with Gav lol

IC

Kate rushed into the building, reflexivly reaching up to where her long hair is piled in loose loops on top of her head. Her hand moved down to smooth out non-existant wrinkles in her white blouse which was open enough to reveal a glimps of very firm, C cup breasts which all but strained at the enclosing material, then to her black skirt, cut so tight and short that it barely covered her firm, round ass.

"I'm late again!" She mutters as she runs down the corridor the best she can in her 3 inch high heels, the sound of them making clicking noises as she raced toward the room the meeting was being held in. It wasn't her fault, it never was. Could she help it if she liked to look her best when going anywhere? Jason accused her of trying her best to find an outfit that would scream 'come on' to the rest of the perverts in the class. That had really stung. It wasn't her idea to come here, she hadn't didn't want to have anything to do with it. It was his threat to walk out on her if she didn't do something about her...wild...taste in sex. As if wanting to be a bit daring and open about her sexuality and wanting to experiment a bit with the places that they had sex was so bad. Just because he was timid and wouldn't try any other position but the missionary one because it was the only 'right' way to have sex did not mean that her own desires were 'perverted'.

She reached the door just as people were filing out. Shoulders slumping she stood in the hallway. That was it, he was going to leave. He had said so many times before but this time he had actually packed his stuff and told her that if she didn't come back with a note from the group leader that he was out of there tonight.

Walking slowly back down the hallway, she stopped at the soda machine and fumbled in her purse for some change for a diet soda. Finding it, then dropped it while trying to get it into the coin slot and looked down in dismay.

"Oh! Nothing is going right today," She groaned as she knelt down to pick up the coins from the floor, her heels making it necessary to get on all fours to do so.
 
Sam

OOC Sorry, ME I missed your posting earlier

IC

Samantha does not pull away from Matt when he comes up behind her and begins to massage her shoulders, instead, she actually leans back into the massage, almost purring as she replies,"Oh, I don't mind intense situations, Doc. And I have all night to see just how intense this private session can get."

Sliding her feet out of her shoes, she curls them up under the chair, lifting her shoulders up to his working hands as she undoes two more buttons.

"Hope you don't mind if I follow your advice about getting comfortable," She said as she exposed not only more of her creamy breasts but a hint of white lace bra as well.
 
Gavin
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I looked up as i heard coins rattle on the ground. The first thing i saw was a very attractive young lady scrabling on the floor picking up coins, the second thing i saw was the very bottom of her ass, her short skirt straining to contain the firm looking flesh.

I stood and walked over immediately. "Can i help you?" i asked, trying to sound as gentlemanly as possible. She turned, surprised and stared at me with beautifull blue eyes which locked me for a moment as i tried to help her.
"Oh, thanks" she said as she gathered up the loose coins back into her purse. "Im a bit of a mess right now, i was supposed to be here but i was late"
"You mean the Addicts class, i think the Doc is still in there if you need him" i told her as i popped a coin into the machine. "here, let me get that"

"He's still here?" she asked then looked at me, "Were you part of this class too?"
I nodded. "Good" she said, "I need to know what happened, just let me have a word with the teacher"

She walked over to the door and knocked.


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Sorry its a short post, its 5am lol
Oh and dont worry, im not giving Katie to the Doc too, i think he already has his hands full, its just something i guess she would naturally do.
 
Kate

Not getting an answer from the room, Kate tries the door and it seems locked. With a look of defeat she sighs and walks back to the machine, punching in her choice of diet soda and giving the man there a smile of thanks which causes the dimple to come out in her cheek.

"Looks like my luck is running rough tonight. I think the teacher skipped out a back way or something. " She says as she takes a sip of her drink,"Damn! I don't know what to do now! I guess its just not ment to be, you know," She continues as if he already knew what she was talking about,"I mean, what do you do when nothing you try seems to please someone? Maybe I wasn't meant to be together for a lifetime with someone who tihnks that skinny dipping is a sin. But damn! He could fuck when he wanted to."

She suddenly realizes what she has been talking about and in front of a complete stranger and she blushes a deep red.

"OH! I'm so sorry," She said the embarrassment in her voice,"I didn't meant to come out with that. I just...well, I just sometimes say stupid stuff, kind of think out loud. I'm sorry, I hope I didn't make you uncofortable."

Great, another person who probably thinks I am a complete and totall dumb, nimphomaniac blonde She thought to herself, pushing at a strand of hair that had come out from it's bindings and lay dangling down along her breasts and past it to almost her thighs.

"You must think me a complete idiot," She said nervously twisting the strand,"I don't talk like that to total strangers, I promise I'm not a pervert or anything even though some think I am."

Cursing herself for probably confirming her ditzy status in this guys eyes, she goes to close her handbag when it drops from her nervous fingers spilling it's contents to the floor for all to see. Included in the handbag was a small vibrator and other small 'playtoys' that she carried around for when she was at Jack's house and he had rolled over and gone to sleep completely satisfied and leaving her completely frustrated.

Back on her hands and knees, her blush now completely covering her face and neck, she scrambled to pick up the contents and shove them back into her purse before anyone could see too much of them.

Wonderful! She thought as she hurried to pick up he belongings Now he KNOWs I'm a complete and totall dumb, KLUTZY nimphomaniac blonde
 
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Dr. Matthew Wesson

As I massaged Samantha's shoulders, I noticed her slightly pushing her breasts out of her shirt to the point where I could slightly see her bra. The view was rather amazing as I looked over her shoulders, continuing to rub them.

Leaning in real close, things were suddenly interrupted. I heard a knocking at the door and thinking "DAMN!" to myself, I began to head over to the door, taking my sweet ass time.

"Sorry, Samantha... don't move a muscle, I just have to see who this is."

Opening the door with a pissed off look on my face, that look quickly changed into a look of awe. There was a young looking girl in the hallway, down on her hands and knees, picking up a whole bunch of little sextoys and stuffing them into her handbag. A man I recognized from the session was out there as well, watching her.

"Uh, yes? May I help you?"
 
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Gavin
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I smiled as she went back to the floor once again. The contents of her bag were 'interesting' to say the least but i decided not to tease her about it. I guess everygirl carries a couple of 'entertainment tools' around with them.

I knelt to help her out once again and looked up as the door behind us openend. The Doc stood there with an annoyed look on his face.

"Can i help you?" he asked
 
Sam and Kate

Samantha gave a sigh as Matt moved from massaging her to open the door. If it wasn't one thing it was another. Oh well, she didn't have to work tomorrow and the night didn't have to end just because the sun came up, now did it? She smiled coyly at the thought.


In the hallway, Kate looked up from where she was rummaging around on the floor, the nice man, whose name she had not gotten as of yet, helping her pick up her things though she wished he wouldn't have seen what type of things were in her purse.

Scrambling to her feet again, she leaned against Gavin as she tried to steady herself on her very high heels, more of her hair had come lose from atop her head and her straight red/blonde hair was now in disarray, strands of it hanging down her front and back. Pushing them aside, she approached the man who had just spoken to her, her hand outstreatched.

"Hi," She said with an apologetic smile,"I hope you are the Doctor in charge of the Sexaholics class. I...I was kind of late and missed it and I need a note saying I was here at least. I mean, I know I missed the class but this kind gentleman," She pointed at Gavin,"says he will fill me in on what happened. It's really very important that I get that note, really important," She stressed thinking of Jason's packed bags,"Is there any way you can see to writing me that note? I promise to be on time next class."
 
Dr. Matthew Wesson

I watched as the young lady got up off the floor, leading on the guy next to her for support.

"Is there any way you can see to writing me that note? I promise to be on time next class."

I looked over my shoulder at Samantha, then back to the young lady in front of me. A thought crossed my mind and as crazy as the thought was, I was crazy enough to try and make it all happen.

"A note? Sure... come on in."

I walked back into the room as the other two followed me and I picked up my papers. As I wrote out the note for her, I gave Samantha a sly grin as she couldn't take her eyes off of the new girl and the guy from the meeting. She looked back to me and returned the grin and I couldn't help but wonder if she was thinking the same thing as I was.

Turning back to the young girl, I smiled.

"So what's your name?"
 
Samantha/Kate

Samantha caught the doc's eye and returned his grin. Now things were getting interesting. She gave the new girl the once over noticing the stray hairs and the tight dress and huge heels. Well, she was certianly dressed for something but it damn sure wasn't a class meant to reform sexaholics. Licking her lips in anticipation of what the doc might have in mind, she sat back and let him work.


Kate took the note and shoved it into her purse before she could spill the contents again and gave the doctor a huge smile.

"Oh, thank you so much," She said breathing a sigh of relief,"I really appreciat it. Is there some kind of literature or something you passed out that I need to kind of catch up on class? I mean besides having," She looked back at the man whom she had met in the hallway,"Oh I don't even know your name."

"And my name is Kate. Katie Johnston," She saidto everyone in the room.
 
Joanne

"Mmm... Taste's nice. I bet that its not the only thing that tastes nice around here, either."

Jo met James' smirk with a mock innocent smile.

"Ohh..?"

She enquired then watched as his hand moved to his crotch.

"Seems you're getting warmer too ... "

She eyed his crotch meaningfully an was gratified by his answer.

"You have no idea Jo, its like a furnace in here.
Can you feel it too?"


She opened her mouth to answer and gasped sharply as she felt his foot press between her legs.
Biting her lip, she gripped the table as he started stroking up and down, slowly, teasingly.

"Ohh.. um... "

She moaned softly and then, desperate for distractionk Jo picked up the glass and took a healthy slug of JD.

His foot was unrelenting.
It increased in speed.
Jo closed my eyes and fought for control.

"God ... James...!"

She exclaimed and bit her lip as she met his eyes.
James' face clearly showed his enjoyment of her predicament!

She knew her cheeks were flushed.
She watched his hand move at his crotch.
She saw his tongue dart over his lips.

"I suppose two can play at games really.
I bet the mixers not too bad either, I wouldn't mind a taste..."


His deep measured voice pronounced.
Jo shivered.
How long could she go without ... ?

Jo glanced round and saw that the bar was busy, although the place was lively rather than noisy.
She stared hungrily at his crotch.
She was horny as hell.
She didn't usually take risks, but ...

She picked up her glass, drained the rest of the JD and deliberately dropped the drinks mat upon the floor.
With a sly smile, she bent her body to retrieve it and defly slipped under the table as she pretended to scramble around.
Her hand reached up to stroke his crotch as she did so.
Her fingers squeezed as she rubbed him and fondled his balls.

How long she dared remain under there she was unsure.
She wanted him to ache for her as she did for him.
She pressed a hot teasing kiss on the fabric of his crotch.

Perhaps now was the time to "resurface" before ...
 
James Farrier

A smile creased his lips as she moaned his name, she hammered the rest of the drink and dropped beneath the table picking up the mat. As her hand rubbed his crotch he growled softly, the noise rising from deep in his throat.

When she kissed his cock though, he nearly cried out, it was almost radiating heat and he could feel the blood course and throb through his cock. Her touch was electric, he felt it radiate everytime she moved against him.

He moved his hand away and ran it through her hair, stroking the back of her head softly. He reached out and dipped his finger in his remaning JD and put it beneath the table, he found her mouth still pressed to his crotch, still teasing him. He gave her the JD coated finger and she licked it eagerly, her tongue teasing it.

"I've got to get a taste of you," he said eagerly, "we've got to leave. Right now." He said firmly.

"Come back to mine so we can return the favours..." the sly grin etched across his features again.
 
Joanne

Jo moaned softly when she felt his hand stroking her hair.
His hand were so strong, the touch so firm and sensuous.
She licked the fabric at his crotch hearing a soft groan.

Her mouth curled insatisfaction.
Jo's grin broadened as she saw the JD soaked finger offered to her beneath the table. Eagerly she flicked a tongue to lap at the finger, then sucked it deeply into her mouth, moving up and down his finger until he withdrew it with a pop.

"I've got to get a taste of you.
We've got to leave. Right now."


The forcefulness of his voice thrilled Jo.
God she needed him.
She slipped up from under the table, her hair slightly mussed from the play of his fingers.

"Come back to mine so we can return the favours..."

She met his grin with one of her own.

"Anything you say ..."

She purred.
 
His insides boiled, and he felt a deep burning sensation in his stomach, she was driving him wild. He wanted her right now.

"Anything you say ..."

"You're mine now..." That wicked grin returned and he gave her a hand getting up from beneath the table. They stood looking at each other. One with tousled hair, and flushed cheeks, the other with a look of deep hunger and longing in his eyes.

He grabbed his JD and slammed it back, taking the hit. He snaked his arms around her hips, linking them around her backside and pulled her close into him, his erection pressing into her stomach. He bent down and kissed her on the lips, his tongue parting hers. She opened her mouth and flicked her tongue out and tasted the whiskey on his mouth. Their tongues danced erotically, exploring each other, testing and probing, the first tastes of the night with more to come.

He opened his eyes and pulled away, wetting his dry lips again.

"Let's go..." he said hoarsely.

They left the bar quickly and as James lead the way to his apartment, they walked closely together, lingering touches as he dropped his hand behind to rub her lower back, but he drifted his hand down and her stroked her backside softly.

They walked slowly, enhancing the desire built between the two, and when they arrived at James' place, he was on tenterhooks, desperate to make her scream and groan beneath his hands and mouth. At that thought, a wicked smile crossed his features and he opened the door quickly, making their way in.

His apartment was softly furnished, white leather sofa, oaken desks and tables and a soft blue wall colour. It was meant to be relaxing, but all he wanted to do was tear her clothes off.

"Umm... so, do you want a drink?"

He waited for her first move...
 
Joanne

"You're mine now..."

The possessive growl, the domineering tone almost made Jo cumm on the spot.
She let him help her stand and looked deep into his eyes.
His grin was wicked, his eyes full of hunger and determination, a look that made Jo even more horny.

His drink was downed before he wrapped his arm about her grabbing her to him and then kissing her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth. Every action screamed possession.
James tongue delved and tasted whilst Jo's wrestled with it.
She groaned as she felt her tongue lapped and sucked, whilst she in return sparred and parried the onslaught sucking and tasting James as greedily.

"Let's go..."

His voice was hoarse as they finally broke the embrace.
Mutely she nodded and walked quickly along beside James, delighting at the teasing touches he continued to press on her back and backside.

By the time they reached his place, Joanne's body was screaming to be fucked. How she managed to walk across the threashold and stand glancing around demurely she never knew.

For a moment they seemed frozen in time.
Each seemed unsure of what to say, what to do.
It was James who finally spoke, diffusing the atmosphere.

"Umm... so, do you want a drink?"

He offered, lamely, his mind surely on anything else but a drink.

"Mmmm ... "

Jo eyed James' cock lewdly.

"I want a drink ... "

She murmured softly and sunk to her knees in front of James.

Glancing up with a mischievious smile on her lips she moved her hand to cup his cock before pressing a hot kiss on the straining fabric of his crotch.
Her hand followed her mouth, rubbing, squeeezing ...

"You know just what kinda drink I want?"

She purred as she moved to deftly unfasten his zip and ease her fingers in to curl around his mighty shaft.

"I want to suck you ... suck you until you cumm so hard.. cumm so hard for me ... "

Stroking him eagerly, she looked up once more.

"James ... do you want me to suck you off, babe..?"

She offered as she teased his twitching cock.

"You told me that I'm yours now... so ... tell me ... tell me what you want ... "
 
James

"I want to suck you ... suck you until you cumm so hard.. cumm so hard for me ... "

His mind reeled, he wanted it so much. He mutely nodded, and gulped down some air.

"Yeah, suck me off, do it hard, I want to cum hard right down your throat..." He said more confidently.

He unbuttoned his trousers and dropped them, quickly followed by his shorts, his cock sprang out, finally freed from the constraints of the boxers, it pulsed as Jo continued to manipulate it, her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft.

She moved in close and licked underneath his head, tickling and teasing him. She planted tender, lingering kisses all the way down, her tongue flicking out, moistening his cock.

He reached a hand down and rubbed her head, mastering the need to groan out loudly.

She took his head in her mouth and electric fire raced through him, a shiver rushed up his spine as she continued to tease him, her tongue lashing out on his cock.

"Mmm... that's it baby, do it like that..."
 
Joanne

"Mmm... that's it baby, do it like that..."

Jo pulled back until the tip of his cock was between her lips.
She suckled his tip and ran a tongue around in a circular motion before easing back along his shaft letting his cock enter her mouth with aching slowness.

The cock half buried, Jo used her tongue to swirl round and circle his rock hard shaft.

"Ummm.... "

She moaned her appreciation around it causing his cock to twitch with the vibration of her moan.
Instantly she felt his fingers in her hair, threading through, grasping and then pulling her head forwards.
Jo gasped, her mouth widening momentarily at the sensuous feeling of him pulling her onto his cock.
His cock slid past her parted lips and moved deeply until the cockhead was nudging the back of her throat.

Jo clamped her mouth around his meat and began to suck enthusiastically, noisily, her hands on his ass to steady herself.
And all the time, James' hands threaded through her hair, using them as a lever until his hips began to buck, as he used her mouth with increasing urgency.

His words, his moans made Jo horny beyond belief.
She glanced upwards and met his eyes.
She felt so hot, knelt in front of him, knowing she was servicing his cock... ummmm... she loved the idea of "belonging" to him like this.
 
He thrust his hips forwards as she continued to suck him off, her mouth locked around his hard member. His eyes were half lidded as he tilted his head back in euphoria. She was driving him to the edge.

She licked around his shaft again and he felt a tightening in his nutsack and his stomach, his vision swam and a low moan keened from between his lips, lights flickered in and out finally he felt a surge explode from his cock as he came in her mouth. He exploded deep inside her, it shooting out in great arcs as she swallowed eagerly. He cried out loudly as he shuddered, the rush beginning to swim away.

He wiped his forehead on the back of his hand and then grinned eagerly.

"Now its my turn..."

He stood her up and dressed her down, admiring her curvaceous body intently, rubbing and stroking her smooth skin.

He cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples. They stood up eagerly at his attention. He bent down and sucked her right nipple into his mouth, tongue lapping eagerly over it. He kissed across her chest to the other and attacked it, drawing a low moan from Jo.

He took her hand and led her to the bedroom, the huge bed looking inviting. He took the rest of his clothes off and laid her down, her head on the pillows.

He returned to her body and kissed her again on the mouth, their tongues engaging each other, hungry for each other. He broke the kiss and kissed her jawline, moving down to her neck, his tongue flicking out, tasting her skin.

He kissed down her stomach, moving to her inviting snatch, droplets of her juices on her puffy pink lips. He skirted the edge of her pussy, his tongue softly running down the side as he moved and kissed his way down to her thighs, his tongue touching every inch of her skin. He kissed her feet, swirling a toe in his mouth, his tongue eager to please.

He moved up her right leg and finally relented, approaching her delicious pussy. He smelt her arousal and licked his lips eagerly. He licked his tongue all the way up her snatch, bottom to top, his tongue inbetween the slit. As he moved up, his tongue flicked out, taking in her juices, dancing inside her. He reached his hands up and cupped her breasts as he reached her clit, sticking out like a pearl. He licked at it eagerly, working it strongly, and then relented taking it in his mouth, treating it softly. He wanted to tease her, to work her like she worked him, to make her explode beneath his touches.

He worked the clit again, building her up as she bucked her thighs against him.
 
Joanne

Jo felt James’ hips rock with increased urgency.
Her tongue swirled as she increased her suction, her mouth gobbling avidly at his cock.
Still deeper he thrust as his cockhead shoved into her throat, making her tip her head back to take him deep.
Hand on her head he began to spasm.
She felt his cock jump as it began to shoot directly down her throat and then into her mouth as he rocked and filled her with cumm as she swallowed hungrily, driven on by his grunts and groans.

Sitting back on her heels as he pulled his cock out of her mouth and away from her lapping tongue, he announced.

"Now its my turn..."

Compliantly she stood and allowed him to remove her clothing, enjoying the feel of his hands as he dragged them over her sensitive skin. She smiled watching his mischievious grin as he turned her and tripped her. She felt like a doll to be positioned and played with. The idea made her cheeks pink with arousal.
He moved away from her then and then with his eyes on hers, he cupped her breasts weighing each ripe globe in a hand before moving a finger and thumb to pinch each nipple.
Joanne gave a soft moan, but remained passive as he sucked at her now hard nipples and licked over her chest before sucking still harder upon those sensitive nipples.

Knowing how aroused she was, James took Jo’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Jo watched as he stripped, wanting to touch him, tease him, but knowing that it was his turn this time. She allowed him to lay her on the bed, eased back onto the pillows and lay naked and open for his kisses.

Soon the air was heavy with Jo’s moans.
James dragged his tongue all over her body, teasing, tasting, feasting on her.
It seemed there was no part he did not drag his tongue over.
At first, he moved his mouth close to her pussy and up between her thighs, but deliberately stayed short of her aching core.
Jo spread her legs wantonly, invitingly and managed not to jerk her hips, leaving the control to James.
When finally, he lapped at her lips Jo gave a low groan followed by a sharp exclamation as her hips moved of their own volition in time with the tongue lashing James was according her overheated snatch.

”Umm… yes.. umm.. James.. ahhh …”

Her commentary of moans continued and increased as James teased and brought her to the edge again and again.
Her clit was tortured roughly making it ache and quiver and then gentled, the contrast making it impossible for Jo to predict just how James was going to eat her.
His tongue lapped, then probed, then skirted the place she ached for it to be.
Her head thrashed from side to side, her hips bucked and still James dictated the pace, alternating, teasing until she cried out for release…

”God.. James.. please… tongue fuck me…!”

She cried and then squealed as he grabbed her ass in both hands and buried his head between her legs, working up and down her slit, his tongue lapping wildly as she humped against his face needing desperately to get off.

”Umm.. uhhnn.. ohh.. ahhh….”

Her own exclamations joined the noisy slurping noises, the grunts as he feasted on her.

”Uhhn… yes… sooo good… “

She moaned as she rode his face until finally her body tensed and held itself on the edge.
She knew he could feel it.
She knew he would make her cum.

He bit on her clit and rammed his tongue into her grasping hole.

”YYYYYyeeeeessssss!”

She squealed as her body was wracked in spasm.
She felt him suck and lick and eat at her as she came.
Whimpering now her juices poured out of her as she fucked his face, almost smothering him as she orgasmed hard.

"Ohh... God..."

She exclaimed breathlessly as her body slowed and lulled...
 
He continued to attack her as she spasmed, licking all the juices that exploded from her snatch, he licked eagerly, savouring the taste. As her orgasm died down he got up on his hands and crawled up beside her body, his cock pushing against her softly, regaining its hardness.

He took her face in his hands and kissed her eagerly, giving her the tase of her own sweet cum.

He lay in between her thighs, his shaft pressing against her, as their kiss deepened he pushed the head of his cock in softly, working his way in slowly as her pussy muscles clenched around him.

He broke the kiss and saw her wicked temptress smile as she clenched around him tightly. He worked his way around, pressing his shaft against her walls as he worked deeper inside her.

He buried his final inch and groaned as she tightened around him, he pulled back and then buried down again, quicker this time. He started fucking her hard, his hips pistoning up and down as he slammed into her, the sounds of their hard fucking and groaning the only noises.

Jo reacted to him, pushing back and gripping him tightly, her legs locked around his waist as he hammered in.

She was bucking her hips wildly, urging him to push further in, he slowed down softly, bringing her close again but stopping before he went too far. His thrusting was softer now, but deeper, pushing in harder with every thrust.

He kept changing his speed, quick and hard, then soft and deep, trying to build the climax as high as possible.

James turned over, laying her down on top of him, her hands resting on his chest as her pussy gripped his cock tightly, riding him.

James grabbed a pillow and put it beneath him, lifting him up into her, looking to push deep inside her, filling her pussy with his rigid cock.

He reached his hands up and cupped her breasts, tweaking the nipples as she rocked back and forth on him.
 
Joanne

Jo continued to ride James hard.

Never had she been fucked by such an expert, or so it seemed to her.
Even after her orgasm, he had not released her.
He had drunk and savoured every drop of her juices and then proceeded to press his cock into her and give her the most thorough fucking of her life!

She loved the way his cock had stretched her tight channel as he had screwed himself deeper and deeper into her.
She loved the way he stuffed himself into her, getting every inch of his admirable length inside her and then plummeting into her depths as he took her with ever increasing force.

And Jo clung to him, wanting everything he could give her.
She met every thrust and opened herself up to him.
He played her body like a finely tuned instrument, never letting up, but keeping her constantly on the edge.

And now he was buried to the hilt, his cock impaling her as she rode him wildly, revelling in the way he used her breasts almost as reigns as she jolted and felt his cock hit home again and again.

"Ohhhh god... James!.. Yesss... umm... like that... harder..!"

She urged then squealed as he pinched her nipples.
Her pussy walls contracted around his cock and he thrust his hips ramming as she moaned.

Again he pulled and mauled her breasts as she urged him on.
Her cries and moans building as his thrusts and his use of her breasts got rougher.

Over and over her pussy spasmed and clamped around him.
She felt as if she were being split and yet she dropped herself down upon his cock over and over a willing victim to her impalement.

She heard him growl, demanding that she ride him.
Demanding that she go wild for him.
She felt his hand spank her ass and cried out.

"AAAaaaahhhhhh!"

She dropped heself hard down onto him and then raised her ass and was gratified to feel his hand once more.

*spank*

She groaned and dropped down hard on his cock.

Over and over she rode him, raising her ass between thrusts to be urged on by the sharp slaps she seemed to ask for.
James pulled at her breasts, using them as reigns, guiding her to keep to he pace that he demanded.

She felt so wild, so horny, so needy as she bounced on his cock.

"Yess... ohh... umm... please.... "

She begged for release as his pace continued to grow.
She needed ... something ... to push her over the edge ...
He was such a terrifically hot fuck.
She loved the way he made her feel.

"Yes.. James.. fuck me... ahhh... umm.. yesss.... James... "

Jo continued her incoherent commentary, getting closer and closer ...
 
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