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sending sharp waves of pleasure up through my pelvis and down
my thighs. I groaned and began to watch the screen.
My labia grew more sensitive with each stroke of his
tongue. I felt it probe down inside me like a silken snake.
As my excitement mounted, I arched my hips and thrashed around
on the table, which was quickly growing slippery with sweat
I shrieked with each stroke of his tongue, and I realized
there was stereo sound in the room as well. I could hear my
shrieks from the speakers as well as from my own mouth. Nick
had turned his body sideways to face the camera, and he rubbed
his hard-on with one hand as he tongued my cunt.
When I focused on the enormous view of his red-tipped
erection and his hand pumping on it, and on the sight of my
own helpless thrashings, it drove me to writhe around on the
table even more. His moans and the sound of his mouth on me
grew louder as he kissed and sucked harder and harder. The
view of his crotch was so good I could see his hard-on getting
When I couldn't stand it anymore, I reached for his head
He grabbed my legs, pulled them up around his back,
crouched between them, and rammed himself into me. I groaned
with delight as he panted and thrust. He watched the screen,
rapt, as he sat on his knees and pumped in and out of me.
"Oh, baby," he kept saying over and over, "Look at us. Just
The slight delay in the sound transmission was bizarre
and erotic; it was like having him talking into both of my
ears at once. I felt as if I were with two men: the one on
the screen and the one on the table with me.
The sight of our naked bodies towered over us. Our sweat
shone in the spotlights that were mounted over the table; our
flesh glistened at us from the screen. His fingers savagely
massaged my thighs as he thrust, then moved down to play with
my clitoris, skillfully stroking and squeezing it with just
the right rhythm. He worked longer and harder than any man I
had ever been with before, groaning and shaking as he resisted
I sensed myself rising toward the brink, felt the cold
burn of my impending release radiating between my legs, I and
yelled, "I'm going to come. Don't stop. I'm going to come!"
I arched my back, driving him deeper into me, as deep as he
would go, and pressed my hand into my wet crotch, stroking
myself hard and fast. Spasms shook me. My own groans
surrounded me, and I heard Nick begin to yell.
He shoved his organ into me a final time, fell forward
against me, and then I felt him throb inside me. Up on the
screen, I saw his body tighten and writhe on top of me as the
strained sounds of his orgasm came to me from all around the
After our panting subsided, he withdrew from me and
stretched out next to me on the table. For a few minutes, we
just stroked each other's wet bodies, watched the screen, and
After a while, he said, "You know, the room is free again
tomorrow night, and I'll be here."
I told him I would definitely consider it.
This story is true, so certain names and places have been
I first met Vicki about 7 years ago when we were both
23. Anna Takamizawa (with feature gallery) hired in to the company where I worked, but we had
very little initial contact. Vicki was fairly plain, not
too pretty; a typical female engineer. I was not drawn to
her, for Anna Takamizawa (more pictures) was definitely not my type. Her short hair was
dirty blond, Anna Takamizawa breasts were 36a, and her hips were
slightly hefty. My girlfriend Amy, however, had %s long
brunette hair, a 40d-26-36 figure, and loved sex. There
just wasn't much reason for me to be interested in Vicki.
Our company has about 10,000 employees, and our
department over 200 people amassed in a large office area,
so Vicki and I did not have any opportunity to get to know
one another that first year. The only times that we spoke,
we started a fake/hostile relationship, always giving each
...(to be continued)
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