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[annie59k]

We enter the hotel room and we pay extra for the suite to have more room to move around and use. We decide that this trip will be mostly about sex and not sightseeing. When enter the room I see the floor length mirrors and how they are positioned. I see the reflection of the bed start thinking how we can use them. We decide to take a shower and I go first. After I move the mirror slightly. I am very horny since we got to the hotel and after the shower I stay naked and get in bed. I start touching myself so I can start getting wet. I start moaning and make sure I can be seen through the mirror. When he comes out of the restroom he can see what is causing the moans. He leans against the door frame and watches me touch myself and make noise. He lets me come once before he makes himself visible. He also is naked and looks so good standing. He is already hard and I lick my lips because I just want to feel that inside me. He comes to the bed and tells me to kneel on all fours the bed and face the mirror. I can see him touching my back, legs and breasts. I try to lift myself but he keeps down. I am able to see his hand go between my legs and use his fingers on me. He tells me to look at the mirror as he fingers me. I see my breasts moving and my face blushing. He removed his fingers and easily replaces them with his hard cock inside. It's a surprise and I catch my face as he enter me. The 'O' my mouth makes that I don't get see often. I start to lean down but he lifts me back up by pulling my hair and tells me to look at myself being fucked. I see my body move with each thrust he gives me. My whole body is reacting to his thrusts. His face is so sexy as he thrusts. He's licking his lips and smiling as I beg for more. My moans are louder and full of want. He knows I am enjoying seeing us.

For the rest of the trip me make sure the mirrors are in the right positions to see each other as we use different areas of the suite.

[annie59k]

Ruby Red

He walked into the bar and the cigar smoke filled the room. He walked through the smoke and he turned his head and saw those ruby red lips looking at him. He followed the lips down and saw the most perfect cleavage. He never paid attention to her dress or the rest of her face. He knew just by her lips that she was all he needed for the night. He sat down next to her at the bar and she automatically got closer to her and she played his tie and moved her hands down to his belt. He stopped her hand when she got to his buckle. He grabbed her hand and took her a secret room that is for special customers. In the room he pinned her against wall and she leaned to kiss and he backed away. He started unbuckle his belt and lowered his pants. He simply pointed down and she was so obibent that she got to her knees and opened her mouth. He smiled and he placed his hard cock on her lips. She stuck out her tongue and took him as deep as she could. He let her use her tongue on his hard cock. She looked up with her big eyes and he wanted to her gag and her eyes tear, but she was so good that she never did either. He got a little upset and decided to be rougher. He took out his cock and put her against the wall and being obibent her mouth remained open. He was nice enough to warn her that he was going to be rough. He grabbed her chin and put his cock back inside her perfect mouth and mouth fucked her until he was happy. He was close to releasing but didn't enjoy covering her perfect ruby lips, cleavage and face. He went to the restroom and released. He looked down and his cock had a perfect red ring around his cock. He didn't wipe it off, he wanted to remember the perfect blow job. He went back to the room and she was sitting perfectly with those unruined ruby red lips.

[annie59k]

It's football day and it's a house divided. She is eager and decides to make a bet. Either win or lose she will be satisfied. She goes to her guy and asks if he is willing to the bet. He is interested and asks for more information. The bet will come at half time and end of game. If her team is leading at half, he has to eat her out during the whole halftime or until she cums on his face, whichever comes first. If his teams is leading she will go down on her knees and suck his cock as she touches herself.

At the end of the game, if her team wins, he has to fuck her until she is used up and has cum multiple times and wherever she wants in the house. He may or may not cum but it won't matter because her team would've won and she will too. If his team wins, he will get to choose his prize, whether in the bedroom or something else, like a gift for his team winning. Of course she hopes for the bedroom so she feel his cock inside her, but it may be more mouth action.

Would he agree to the terms? Make adjustments? Deny her completely? Will she be left eager and have to satisfy herself alone?

[annie59k]

His Story

I take you inside holding your hand. It is dark with only a few candles and a cool breeze our hands seem interwoven. If you get closer and feel my body with yours, your head leans back resting on my shoulders. I grab you tight. I move towards the couch and you move eagerly. You get comfortable by laying down and your head on my lap. I caress your body. My hand going under your shirt and massaging you. I slowly take off your blouse and kiss your lips reaching your chest. You have a beautiful fragrance and I enjoy getting close to it. I want it on me. My lips trying to capture it. My hands on your hips relax you and my finger is on the rim of your panties, moving from your hips to belly button. Your feel my finger on your skin making goosebumps. It's exciting to feel that touch. You turn your head towards me and I kiss your lips and you slowly unzip me. You reach until you feel me firm and wanting more. You pull it out and I tell you 'open', but with the tip of my finger touching your lips. You say 'yes, dear' and open your mouth. I place my hand behind your head and guide you where you taste me. My hand grasps a bit of your hair and help guide you up and down. My mouth parting and letting out a light moan. I hastily grab ahold of your hair and pull it back, my hands go to your waist and lay you flat. I grasp your panties from the side of your hips and pull them off frantically. You lay open in front of me and I plunge my fingers to see if you are ready. I move them around for your enjoyment. When I feel you are ready I don't go to you and instead I grab your legs and pull you to me. In an instant you feel me penetrate you and go deep inside. I move slowly in and out but quickly pick up the pace. Your body shaking with every thrust. I ask you go repeat when you sent by text, you hesitate, but want to make me happy. You whisper it into my ear and I whisper to you that you are mine. My arms embracing your back and your chest on mine. My hips against yours, your legs clinging around my body wanting more. I move your head slightly to expost your neck and kiss it. I feel thr goosebumps on your body, your chest breathing faster. My nails slightly piercing your body marking you as mine. I tell you that your are nobody's else's but mine and your body tightens on me as I say so. I can tell you are ready. I part your lips with mine, thrusting as hard as I can, wanting you to be heard. You enjoy it. I grow bigger and give you all I have. Your body is accepting it. In those moments I usually stop. I continue slower now allowing your body to relax. I continue to bring you closer to me. Gripping my hands around your skin. It feels so soft feels as if it belongs to me. Your body is happy from our closeness and as I move slowly in and out between your legs, my hands caress you. You ask what move I want and I say you can make me Happy by helping me misbehave. You hesitate but no you have given yourself all to me. Your only duty is to be mine and make me happy. You don't allow too much time to pass so I won't get angry and you say 'yes, dear How can I do that?' I like your response and thrust more into you wanting to show you how much I need you. Your moans excite me and once more I tell you to help me misbehave.

What is the best way to misbehave?

[annie59k]

i was reading a spicy book and one scene caught my attention. A billionaire hired a personal shopper to help pick out clothes for his future wife. They enter a high end store and as he watches her play dress up he pretends not to care. The personal shopper leaves to find more clothes but while away his future wife needs help, her zipper gets stuck. She tells behind the closed door for him to help. He is truly enjoying seeing her as much as his face doesn't show it. He thinks if he should enter especially since afraid of what will happen behind closed doors. He decides to help and as he opens the door her sexy back is exposed. He helps her but they remain close in the small room, alone. They look at each other and eagerness comes over them. He puts her against the wall and starts touching her soft body. He almost takes her in the fitting room but gets interrupted by the shopper. She asks where her future husband left to but as an obedient wife she lies for him and says he stepped away even though he's inches away.

I thought what would happen when they got home. Another runway show but of nighties and thongs?

Overall I enjoyed the book. Another fictional man to daydream about.

[annie59k]

Dream: The door opened and he was undoing his belt and dropping his pants as he walked towards me. He laid next to me and he was already hard. I opened my mouth and started sucking his hard cock. It was night and the only thing that could be heard was wetness. He pulled me back and leaned me back. The recliner went back and formed a bed. When he found the right position my legs easily opened and felt him enter. His thrusts were perfect and the only sounds were wetness and moans. I could feel him entering deeper and deeper. Each inch felt better. The recliner held us as his thrusts become stronger. As I stated to shake under the thrusts became faster and deeper. I finally released and he hovered over me and gave me a kiss on the head as a sign that I did well.

[annie59k]

When in a deep sleep, I feel goosebumps on my legs and then fingers getting closer between my legs. Fingers started playing between my legs and I could feel wetness forming. The fingers found all the right places to make me release multiple times. It was the best way to wake up to start celebrating. Before getting out of bed the last thing I hear is 'Happy Birthday'.

#birthday #morning #happiness

[annie59k]

ifs find night of the annual work gala and all employees are dressed to the nines, but all women are waiting for him to grace them with his presence. He finally enters and each women swoons as he seems to glide across the floor flashing that dazzling smile. He's wearing a black suit, now tie and just looks like sex on a stick. Everyone wonders is there a secret woman that gets to see what is hidden under that suit. There is one woman in the room that gets that privilege and is the only one that doesn't gawk as he walks in. She knows everything about him and can tell even though he's the biggest thing in the room he is nervous to give the big speech of the night. She knows he's nervous by the way he plays with his cufflinks and sleeves. She remembers how he played with them the first night they were together in his office, the fear of being caught, but the only thing on her mind was that she didn't want her new red bottom heels to touch the floor. That night was so hot that it lasted three rounds, by round thee he didn't care if a janitor walked in, he wanted others to see him make her come. He was so turned on by her and just wanted to be consumed by her. She was his outlet and was available.

[annie59k]

Quiet Touch

As we lay in bed, we are side by side. Something forbidden but much needed. It feels like our auras are doing the work for us. We breathe the same and look at the same ceiling. Our fingers touch and it's like we are doing something wrong. I close my eyes and remember how those fingers touched me everywhere and explored every inch of me. My breath escapes me as I think of my favorite place those hands touched me. A simple and quiet touch makes me react more than what I wanted. My goal was to be grateful for his presence next to me and not remember what he did to me, but I failed. I turn away and make sure my body is covered because I think he felt that escaped breath. I feel my heart beat fast and wonder if he will come close like he used to. I don't deserve him to be that close, but maybe he will have mercy on me.