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Janice’s hand tugged at his hair. Her other hand was braced against the wall to keep her balance. Her eyes glanced skyward, then closed as he sucked and licked her pussy. She felt weak-kneed when the first wave of her orgasm crashed over her. He continued to suck and growl, all the while eating her out like it was his last meal.
Her body felt limp and relaxed. Warmth flowed through her veins and along her inner thigh. He stood and his large frame rested against hers, pushing her against the wall. Her hand instinctively reached down to his crotch and she moaned when she found her prize. He was definitely worth the wait.
She unfastened his pants and undid the zipper, releasing the hulking beast from its captivity. Her hand wrapped around his cock and as they kissed she stroked the length in her hand. She wanted to feel him inside her, swelling and pushing in and out of her needy pussy over and over. It had been so long since she had such desire for a man in her heart. The inner need to feel a man take her was overwhelming.
Her hand held onto her prize, and she led him to the bedroom. She knew what she wanted and knew how she wanted it.
She freed his cock from her grasp and smiled. He was so handsome. Janice pulled at his shirt and took it off of him. Her hands wiped across his broad chest like paintbrushes. She leaned in and kissed his muscles ever so softly. He moaned as her tongue played with his tight nipples.
“Damn, you are so fine,” she said in a low, seductive voice.
Walking to the side of the bed, she slid the straps from her dress off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, feeling any apprehension drop with it. She knew she wasn’t a supermodel-looking type or someone that made men drool and ogle her. But she was a woman, a strongly sensual woman in need of a man to satisfy this craving she had.
She stood naked and unashamed of what she was doing on this night. A one-night stand was never her way, but she wanted to fuck this man like a whore. To do all the taboo things she’d read about in those trashy S.L. Carpenter books.
Tugging the blankets back, she slid into the bed. Her gaze never left his. Licking her lips, she lay back and slipped her hand between her legs, toying with the opening of her pussy, watching his reaction. Her want, her desire, her passion were all begging to be unleashed.
Janice glanced down at his cock, growing as she played with herself. He stepped back and dug a condom from his pocket.
She stared as he slipped it on. She felt the hot juices trickle along her fingertips. Her appetite was for what he was going to give her, passion, lust and a good, long fuck. Everything was all pent up and in desperate need of being released.
“It’s been a long time for me. I don’t know… I…”
His mouth found her tightly erect nipple and suckled at it. He couldn’t have known how hot it made her. She always loved her little buds toyed with but not pinched and pulled on like they were pimples that needed squeezed.
Was this wrong to have a single night of unbound sex with a stranger? Did this make her a slut? Was it a sign of desperation?
When he took her hand and lowered it to feel his hardened cock she knew.
Oh fuck the doubts—I need this!
She tugged at him a little and clawed at his back as he climbed over her and hovered until she felt him pressing against her pussy. With a slow downward thrust he entered her. The inner walls of her pussy adjusted to him, but she wanted more. Her hands grabbed his ass and pulled him to her and she arched up, eager to feel all of him inside her.
With a whimper she wrapped her arms around his back and squeezed tightly. She gasped for a moment as his weight pressed against her.
It was perfect.
Aaron wiped beads of sweat from
his brow. He was breathing heavily, and his legs were feeling the strain of plunging himself into her over and over. The slapping sound of their flesh echoed in the room. Her muffled groans of pleasure were his sign of impending climax.
He grimaced as he held back, and the walls of her pussy began to spasm around his cock. He groaned loudly, burying himself as deep as possible within her. Her body lifted from the bed in response to his thrust. He was afraid the condom would burst from the power of the volcano erupting from his loins.
“Damn, I’ve been holding that in. Oh shit, you have no idea… Whew, you’re…fucking incredible.” He pulled himself free and plopped down next to her.
Janice lay limply on the rumpled sheets, the wetness between her legs gleaming in the low light. He thought he saw the sheen of tears in her eyes.
“I know I’m paying you, but it feels so good to be desired and wanted like this. It’s been a long time since I, well, since I was properly fucked.” She laughed and blinked away the hint of moisture.
“It’s my pleasure. You shouldn’t have a problem with men. You’re sexy. You seem like a powerful woman. You don’t have buck teeth or armpit hair.” He smiled at her. “Of course, your legs need a good close shave…”
She looked back at Aaron uncertainly. “So now what?”
“That’s up to you. What would you like?”
“Honestly…can you just stay here tonight? I don’t want to be alone.” She rolled to the edge of the bed and dug into her purse, then placed his money on the nightstand. “It’s okay if you don’t. I’ll understand.”
For a brief moment Aaron’s brain played ping-pong with the request. Should he take the money and run or stay the night spooning with a sexy woman. Choices, choices. It was a little out of the ordinary to stay all night with a new client. He’d stay with regulars if invited, but this seemed different.
