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		<description><![CDATA[The air was tense with anticipation. They danced around one another – made small talk – though knowing that the inevitable long awaited tangling of their bodies was imminent. She brushed past him &#038; a throb began to pulse steadily between her legs. Trying to busy herself in the rituals of such encounters &#8211; the [...]]]></description>
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The air was tense with anticipation. They danced around one another – made small talk – though knowing that the inevitable long awaited tangling of their bodies was imminent.<br />
 She brushed past him &#038; a throb began to pulse steadily between her legs. Trying to busy herself in the rituals of such encounters &#8211; the half baked etiquette of sexual liaisons. Though even then – the potential of delaying gratification though highly arousing – seemed unlikely. She has rehearsed this moment in her mind over years &#038; particularly in the last two days. She wanted to be slow– methodical &#8211; determined &#038; to tease him to the point of pain. But now she was there – she felt overtaken with passion – ready to disregard the replay of years of anticipation and stride him mercilessly.</p>
<p>She sat on his lap – their lips met – their tongues explored each others mouths with less of urgency and more ease than she had expected. His mouth met hers –gently they nibbled – licked &#038; every once in a while – plunged their tongues to the point where she really couldn&#8217;t tell where her mouth ended &#038;his began. Then intermittently slowing down again – readjusting the ferocity –gently kissing &#038; their eyes met. They saw deep into each other that moment&#038; they really should have known then – that this was something quite different. She felt him harden against her &#038; their breathing hastened. Her nipples erect – the goose bumps on her neck &#038; chest – made her shudder. And all the time – the wetness grew &#8211; the throbbing in her cunt intensified. Her pants so wet &#038; she cold feel her lips begin to open. He lifted her onto the bed – the initial urgency of removing one another&#8217;s clothes subsided &#038; they began to savour the undressing.<br />
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As they peeled away the layers – they both absorbed one another. Taking it all in – experiencing it through every sense. The feel of one another&#8217;s skin &#8211; his manliness – the ruggedness of his body hair – the briefest of glimpses of the tip of his cock – a little moist &#038; shiny &#8211; as his pants fell to the floor.  The slightly salty taste of his sweat as she passed her mouth over his neck &#8211; the feel of his breathing as it deepened. The smell of sex hung in the air like musk &#038; she knew that they would touch each other deeply on every level.</p>
<p>As she lay back on the bed – half dressed on the top half – he slowly removed her panties. She neither faltered – nor covered herself up – nor sought the dark. The half light seeped through the curtains giving just enough illumination for him to inspect her. She wanted this man to explore every inch of her – to know her inside &#038; out. She wanted to know that he would always know her cunt. Always be able to tell it was her. To be sure that it was safe. Strangely – both sexually &#038; emotionally – she wanted to be vulnerable. She parted her legs – looked briefly in his eyes as if to say – &#8216;Its okay –whatever you do to me is okay&#8217;. He returned her gaze &#038; they both knew that it was safe.</p>
<p>From her diagonal position across the bed – she watched as his mouth moved closer to her cunt. She felt as though she would burst – but she needed to see this moment – this instant when his mouth explored her &#8211; this erotic defining instant in time – their time. She watched as his tongue appeared from his lips– moved closer to her cunt &#038; it met with her clitoris. She felt her hips move to meet him – her back arched &#038; a deep but quiet sigh came from her mouth. He licked her cunt beautifully – his tongue gently but rhythmically darting across her clitoris. She swooned – the intensity distracted her &#038;while she continued to look – the build up in her cunt took away her focus &#038; she observed him lick her through a misty film of desire. </p>
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<p>Just then – he lifted her legs up &#038; put his finger deep inside her while he carried on teasing her clitoris with her tongue. He positioned his finger perfectly – touching deep but gently – rubbing the spot so deep inside that she couldn&#8217;t locate it precisely. Although she sensed that the tip of his finger was exploring the upper part of her cunt – as though reaching for her stomach. Her cunt – her clitoris were on fire. A soft panting replaced the deep breathing –as he looked at her closely there &#8211; her cunt opened to greet him.</p>
<p>She was torn because while she loved what he was doing – she desperately needed to feel him – to touch him – to take him in her mouth – to pleasure her man. She pulled him up onto the bed – sat back just enough to look into his eyes &#038; while unspoken – she was telling him that now she was going to explore him. He looked a little nervous – she liked that.</p>
<p>She lay him back on the bed – surveyed his body with her eyes &#038; starting from his face began to kiss &#038; nibble him. The taste of his body made her shudder– his breathing hastened as she made her way lower. She paused a moment – lifted her head &#038; looked at him. She wanted to see the expression on his face &#038; she needed him to understand that she would take his hardness into her mouth – that this was going to happen – that doing this to him gave her pleasure. His eyes met hers &#038; he understood.</p>
<p>The knowing of what she was about to heightened her arousal. Her body shuddered – her wetness grew – her need for him magnified beyond all reason or logic. She wanted him deep into her mouth at that very moment – but she needed to know him. She had to explore him &#8211; she had to know every contour – to stop intermittently – look into his eyes &#038; see the pleasure in his face. As she worked her way down his front – she could feel see his cock stiffen more &#038; move upwards as if to greet her – to meet her mouth. She sensed a little hesitation – a slight pulling back. His body was shouting out to be taken – yet a slight nervousness made him resist a little. The slight resistance served to open her cunt a little more – the wet juice dribbling down her legs. They both knew then that she would explore him with her mouth – that &#8211; despite his slight reluctance &#8211; his hardness would grow to meet the back of her throat. That he would succumb – despite his slight hesitation.</p>
<p>She gently licked the length of his cock – losing herself in the way he responded. At that moment – he was a little boy – slightly apprehensive – but unable to resist. His breathing hastened – his cock grew &#8211; stiffened &#038; he began to rock his pelvis. She teased the tip of his hardness with her tongue – exploring &#038; remembering the places that made him wince a little stronger.  She rolled him over onto his side – rolled herself to a similar position – took hold of his hips &#038; pulled him toward sher. Within seconds – he reciprocated &#038; then he took hold of her head &#038; began to fuck her mouth with an urgency that made her slightly gag. But there was something powerful about the way he did this. </p>
<p>The manner in which he made it clear that this was what was happening – regardless of consent or not – that turned her on. She felt passive – dictated to – taken &#038; she wanted more.  She paused a moment – glanced at his contorted expression &#038; she knew that very soon – his hard cock would be inside her wet throbbing cunt. But she had so much she wanted to do – so many more crevices to explore &#038; again she felt torn.<br />
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 Gently– he pulled her up the bed so that they were level. She wanted to sit on him there &#038; then – but they drew breath. He took her face in his hands – looked deep into her eyes &#038; the world changed for them both. They looked &#038; looked – both unable to break the gaze – interrupt the spell that overrode everything. Deep in the silky ponds of their eyes they could see the remnants of past hurt – feel the pain of loves lost – sense the disbelief of where they found themselves at that moment &#038; while it remained unspoken – they understood that life would never be the same again.</p>
<p>He slipped his hand under the covers – slightly parted her legs – picked up her wetness from the base of her cut with his finger &#038; brought it up to gently touch her clitoris. The feeling was blissful – the electric shocks began to take her over as he worked so expertly on her swollen bud. She tried to ride the waves – to focus &#038; refocus – but with each movement – she lost control of her body. And all the time – they gazed deeper &#038; deeper into one another&#8217;s eyes – with each look – they gave more &#038; more of their souls to the other.  She could neither contain nor control herself.   </p>
<p>Her body juddered – her eyes expressed a slight fear as she really didn&#8217;t know this &#038; all the time her mutterings grew from words of appreciation to primal groans. She jerked forward – fearful of what happening –sought reassurance from his eyes – and she knew that he had got her. His arms strong around her body – giving her reassurance through his words &#038; his looks &#8211; yet at the same time – restricting her ability to escape. </p>
<p>She didn&#8217;t know where she was going – she wanted it to stop – yet didn&#8217;t. The potent combination of being loved &#038; controlled simultaneously intensified the growing surge in her cunt. It was taking over her body – she jerked forward –bit his chest &#038; orgasm grasped her – took her to a different level – a place she had never seen before. She screamed the scream of a woman in the beautiful realm between pain &#038; pleasure. A woman who for the first time in her life – had lost her composure – was not in control of her basic responses.Then she rode the wave again &#038; again &#038; again until she could no longe rtake it. And all the time – the deep look – the losing themselves in one another&#8217;s eyes continued.</p>
<p>She could feel his hardness – the firmness of his cock &#038; she knew that she would feel it inside her. That she would choose how it would be done. Her cunt was soaking – his cock hard. She looked at him in a slightly controlling manner– took his hardness in her hands – gently massaged the length of his cock –scooped up some juice form her cunt – rubbed it into the end of his cock &#038; strode his body. As she lowered herself down – she felt the heat of his cock – it&#8217;s hardness filled her. She tried to be slow – methodical – to soak up every sensation – but within seconds – her own animal instinct overtook her – she plunged deep &#038; fast. His cock filling her up – his eyes explosive – his face pained but pleasured at the same time. </p>
<p>She could see how he bit his lip–rocked his head from side to side in an attempt to stave ejaculation. While she wanted to rock frantically &#8211; she slowed down for she liked to tease herself also. They composed themselves – she turned her body round so that they could no longer lock eyes – took his hard cock in her hand &#038; guided into her now open – wet &#038; desperate lips.  She rode him from behind – his cock reaching inside her a delightful angle – touching her somewhere she could not describe – but that made her release a deep throaty cough like sound. She built up her rhythm – her back facing him –she fucked hard. Her back faced him – their eyes unable to meet &#038; he knew that moment that he was being taken. As the intensity gathered the kind of momentum that means there is no going back – she arched her back – his cock stiffened inside her &#038; she felt the strong steady release as he spurted his come inside her.<br />
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