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Addicted to My Daddy’s Friend

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I watch as his fingers run along the rows of CDs and such elegant long fingers they are. I also steal a glance at his a**pressing tight to his trousers. A twinge of desire stirs in my c**h, and I feel a warming flush as I think of my hands brushing those cheeks.

I move and sit on the floor in front of the futon, noting that it’s too small to seat two very comfortably, unless, of course, you were planning to get very close to each other. Could that be what he’s been planning all along? Is it ok if I hope?

The beautiful strains of a favorite album of mine begin. I’m a little surprised but pleased with his choice of music. Enya always tends to stir my soul as well as my hormones. I suddenly feel very amorous. Perhaps it’s just the wine.

“I’m a little surprised at your choice of music,” I say as he sits down on the floor at the opposite end of the futon, and turns toward me. I notice his eyes steal a look downward. He’s noticed my stiffening nipples.

“I can put on something else if you like,” He quickly replies, starting to rise.

“Oh no…this is perfect,” I quickly reply, “In fact, it’s a favorite of mine”

“Mine too,” he replies.

We start talking softly, neither wanting to distract the other from the music. He’s leaning closer, so I do too. Our hands are so close together, and another little ripple of desire wash over me as his fingertips touch mine.

“Do you dance Alex?”

“Not very well, at least that’s what everyone says,” he replies, sounding a little dejected.

“Well, this music is about as good as it gets for a slow dance. Would you dance with me?” I ask, adding, “I just love slow dancing”

“Sure, maybe you can give me a little lesson” he grins, “You’re a great teacher”

I’m thinking of other lessons I’d love to teach him, and I set my wine down and rise, reaching for his hand. Would he like that?

We’re dancing close, and I pull tight to him, resting my head on his shoulder. It feels so good

the scent of his cologne, an unfamiliar blend but

to be held in his arms. I delight,

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deliciously sensuous and masculine. I hope he likes my Aspen.

Somewhere during the song “Fallen Embers, he pulls away slightly from our clutch and kisses me. His kiss is soft, tender, and endearing. Perfect. I’m a little surprised at his sudden boldness, but not displeased. I hold tighter to him as his lips part slightly, inviting. In a second our tongues touch, explore, and desire courses through my every vein.

I feel his hand drift lower, slowly, a warm electrifying caress to my a*** I press tight to him, and I feel the growing hardness of his arousal press to me. I’m seething with want as we kiss with urgent ardor, open-mouthed and, intensely intimate. All res ons about what I’d do in this situation vanish. My passion surges as we spin slowly, hugging, his hands freely roam my a***. As his fingers bunch my skirt, I moisten at the touch of his hands against my panties. I feel the gusset clinging to my dampening p***y.

Please don’t stop.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers as his hand rises to brush my cheek. His other is still spanning my a**”so beautiful”

I’m weak in the knees with desire, and a burning surge of wanton need rushes through me as his lips brush mine in the most sensuous kiss.

“Stay with me tonight Rita,” he whispers, “please stay”

“I’m not going anywhere,” I croon into his ear, my hands buried in the mop of curly hair. We kiss deeply. Has he become the seducer? Was he always?

He silently guides me, twirling us slowly with the music, kissing and urging as we move toward the bedroom. I don’t resist in the least. I want this as much as he does, possibly more. I’m wobbly as his hand slips beneath the band of my panties and traces down the crack of my a**

We move into the bedroom, with no lights, just the lights from the hallway casting a soft glow about the room. He continues the kisses as his fingers touch the buttons of my blouse, slowly opening the front. My hands tremble as I touch his chest, seeking the row of fasteners on his shirt. I’m panting as I feel the cloth parting, and the hair on his chest touches my fingers. My fingers slowly circle his nipples as his shirt parts.

I momentarily drop my arms, allowing my blouse to glide down my body and crumple on the floor. My hands winnow through the profusion of curls on his chest and torso. I peel away his shirt. His kisses increase in urgency as I reach his belt, yanking firmly. His hands are slipping my skirt over my hips, pulling my panties along with it. I wiggle to speed up hist

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pfonts, and I feel the cool air on my hard an

My fingers plunge into the open front of his trans, and food his cork straining againet the briefs. I cup the hardness momentarily, kissing him deeply as I fork the trousers and jo*ys. I **rip his beautiful, rock hard c**k firmly as his logs thrush to remove the fallen clothing. My hand slowly slides toward the tagli fare of his k**b. My fingertips hold the swollen crown. His endowment is perfuel.

His fingers pull at the hasp of my bra. I fool his uppers carons my aching breasts as they fall from the cups. He pools the lura from my shoulders, and it drifts to the floor as I let my hands drop. He pulls me close.

I revel in the sensation of my tondor oroet nipples prossing to his chest. He slowly pulls from out embrace and sits on the edge of the hod. My hands drift me is wide shoulders as he

moves.

I drop to my knees between his legs, my lips and tongue swirling the velvety rim of his ridged knob. I toase everywhere, kissing, touchlit, and savoring the manly scents. His hands clench tight in my hair as I engulf his hardness tavishing him. He moans as I mouth down the rigid shalt to suck at his balls, my tongue roing across the large sensitive orbs. He moans again as my tongue reaches Into the valley below his balls,

My lips move again to his c**k, with one hand stroking the length of it and the other palming the large balls..

I feel his c**k start to tremble. With a last lick at the strand of pre c***m dangling from his knob, I pull away. I’m not about to finish him ye. I rise and push him to the bed, following as he pulls himself onto it. I’m the wanton huntress, stalking.

I delight in the closeness of the double bed. Our bodies press tight together in a crush of warmth. We kiss wildly.

I pull him hard to my aching breasts as I feel his mouth fasten tight to a rigid nipple. I moun as he mouths and bites at the sensitive nub. I moan louder as his hand presses against my damp crotch, his finger slipping between the we lips. I’m burning with desires long suppressed. My legs part further, Oh god, he has wonderful fingers.

His tongue swirls the outer tip of my ear, sticking the lobe, and biting softly.

I hear the gentle whisper.

“You’re so beautiful Rita, so beautiful…I want this to be something special”

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I simply mean as his lips roam my neck, kissing, tickling, and softly biting.

It’s already so beautiful, so undemanding, and so special.

His mouth begins a slow rambling nibble down my cheek, nipping at my nape as he passes. His tongue traced a line of cool moisture down my inner arm right to my outstretched palm. It feels wonderfully tickly as his tongue circles my palm. I’m starting to wiggle when he moves again, tracing back along the sensitive skin of my inner arm. His lips moving through my armpit is an unusual delight.

I’m squirming with raging desires as he repeats the movements on my opposite arm. I’m nearly panting as he returns to my breasts. He licks his fingertips, a

gins a slow circling pull and squeeze on each rigid point of sensitivity. My hands fly to his hair. I moan. Oh god, I’m dripping for him. I need more.

Tongue me…please,” I mew, as desperate urges race through me.

I’m consumed with fiery want as his lips tease and bite at both nipples, lowering and mouthing down my belly. I run my fingers through his hair as he licks my navel, his tongue leaving swirling ripples of sensation in its wake. My legs spread, and I feel the attention lower. I gasp as his mouth kisses just above my p**y, and my fingers dig into his scalp as his lips touch the inflamed cleft of my **y. He moves to lie between my splayed legs; kissing and nibbling at my inner thighs in a slow traverse downward. I’m near screaming as he kisses my inflamed p***y. He simply kisses, and his warm breath sends soft, enticing zephyrs along the pouting lips. I moan as his tongue dips into the puckered sensitivity of my a**, stabbing and swirling. My hips rise for more. I so love a man licking there.

I’m shivering with anticipation as his tongue strums across the little spit of skin between a* a**nd p**y. I moan encouragement as I feel those delightfully long fingers spreading my lips, exposing my very core. I cry out as I feel the roving tongue slip between the folds, touching fleetingly at my c**t, and then lowering to lash the inner lips. Sensation and emotion rise and plunge with every lick, and the tension builds.

I’m squirming, pleading, crying as he tongues me everywhere. I grab and tear at the sheets at the progression of o**m, my every muscle tenses. My nipples, eraser hard, ache with need. I’m right at the crest as his tongue moves upward, dancing across my c**t. My hips rise to meet his lips as he mouths my c**t, sucking me. I’m so close, so close.

“Yes, right there, right there,” I cry out, “tongue me right there!”

His tongue ravishes my c**t, strumming across the tip as his lips knead its hood. A final. wriggling suck on my **t, and I’m off.

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I wail as his fingers plunge into my depths, and the first wave of sensations pour over me.

I scream and thrash as I’m consumed in the onslaught of ecstasy that’s charging through every fiber of my being. My p** clamps tight to his plunging digits as I o**sm. Wave upon wave of deliriously intense contractions tears through me from head to toe. My legs vibrate. My belly aches with cramping spasms. I howl in pleasure as my toes cramp tight, and blinding light pierces from behind scrunched eyelids. I’m consumed in the torrent.

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I wilt to the bed, spent and wasted. My body quake as I gasp and quiver. I’m overcome: keening s***bs purge my very soul of every repression. I fight for control and lose.

Alex is kissing me softly, holding me tenderly, soothing. I cling tight, weak, and weepy. He whispers the perfect sentiments. I’m drowning in the emancipation of emotion long

forsaken.

He’s flawless, understanding, sweet, and undemanding as we cuddle tight. My recovery is slow, even as I feel his urgent need pressing hard against my thigh. I kiss him deeply. I smell and taste myself on his lips and tongue.

Powerful urges again surge within me.

I kiss fervently, and I fall to my back, pulling him to me. My legs spread involuntarily. inviting. My desires rage again as he moves over me, a cool trail of moisture drips across my thigh. He’s oozing with his own needs.

I mew softly as I feel the turgid warmth press to me, searching and thrusting. I reach to guide and moan as his c**k parts my lips. I lift my hips to him, and I feel him slip past the tight resistance to enter my slick depths.

He begins the slow rocking movements that plunge him ever deeper. My legs wrap around

his hips, pulling him hard toward me, crushing his groin to mine. His c**k feels so good driven full length into me. I revel in the filling sensation.

We kiss passionately as he tunnels deeper into my very center. He’s so very hard.

I feel the trembling urgency in him as he plunges full depth, my legs driving him deeper and faster into me. My desires well as he quickens his strokes. His kiss, bites, whispers, sending me racing on a roller coaster of sensation. My hips rise in cadence to meet his every stroke. My fingers grip the flesh of his back as I rear up to meet the youthful vigor of his lunging

thrusts.

F**K ME HARD…F**K ME,” I wail as he pounds into me, “C**M IN ME BABY…C**M HARDTM

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His head’s thrown back, and he’s groaning as he

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