Page 42 of Perverse Fantasies


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“Then I must have done something right,” Alex said as I helped her to her feet.

“You did everything right,” I said. “What about me?” I continued. “Did I give you what you needed?”

“And then some,” she replied.

“So you’re not disappointed?” I asked.

“Only that we can’t do this more often,” Alex said.

“Who says that we can’t?”

“Nobody, actually,” she replied. “But the fact that I live on the other side of the country might make things a bit difficult to do it very often.”

“The other side of the country, huh?” I said, disappointment shuddering through me.

“Yep,” she said. “I’m just here through the night. I fly back home tomorrow afternoon.”

“Well that sucks.”

“Yeah it does.”

“How often to make it out this way?”

“Once a year, tops,” she said.

“Then I guess we’d better get in another session before you leave,” I said, picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder. I carried her to my bedroom, both of us laughing all the while. It was going to be a long night. If I was only going to get one night with Alex, I was going to make the most of it.

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PAYING BACK THE FREAKY BABE

When Angelica first approached me at a bar last week, I was immediately smitten. She was tall, with an athletic body and powerful legs, a huge but firm ass, blonde hair and enormous tits. Plus I soon came to find out she had an attitude to match; super-opinionated, take-charge, straight-forward, no bullshit. Not to mention, she was a freak in the sack. In addition, she was seven years older than me, which has always been a fetish of mine. There’s just something about older women that gets me going like no tomorrow. All in all, she was pretty much my dream girl.

While still at the bar, we came to an agreement that we’d spend one night together, and if I could handle everything she dished out, then I’d earn another night wi

th her, one where I could run the show. I quickly agreed and we went back to her place.

Once we got back to her place, she was in total control, running things from the get-go, never letting up, getting me to do things that I’ve never done before and having her way with me. It was an incredible night, one of my favorite ever, and in the end, I made it through unscathed.

Afterwards, we set decompressed, then set up a date for the week later, at my place, where I’d have the opportunity to turn the tables.

After a week that seemed to last upwards of a year, our second night together finally arrived.

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There was a knock on the door right at eight o’clock. My stomach fluttering, I answered it. It was Angelica, wearing an extremely short white skirt, a black t-shirt with no bra on underneath and clear fuck-me pumps. She was looking as sexy as ever, giving me a hard-on just from looking at her.

“Come on in,” I said, opening the door wide.

“Nice to see you again,” Angelica said, stopping to give me a kiss on the cheek before striding past.

“You too,” I replied, closing the door.

Angelica headed straight to the couch and sat down, dropping her purse on the table.

“Do you want anything to drink?” I asked, looking down at her from behind.

“Maybe later,” she replied, turning to look at me. “Right now I just want to get things started.”

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