Angel's Story (Tyr & Angelicxdream)

Her kiss was urgent, needy, desperate for some attention. She ran her fingers down his chest, pushing her fingers against his belt, sliding it off quickly like his pants that she eagerly unzipped. She didn't need to tell him what she wanted. She could tell he already knew. She pushed off her own shirt, grinding herself against him, kissing her way down his smooth neck. She liked having his undivided attention, and liked even more that he had only had eyes for her. Standing up, she pulled away from him to unzip her jeans, sliding them down her slender waist, and turned around, so he could see her tight, rounded ass, pulling down the lacy underwear down her thighs, and slide back into her favourite position on his lap. It was so easy to get things started when she was on his lap, so easy to push away the fabric, or to just cuddle with her boyfriend. She breathed hotly over his ear, her attention mostly focused on the hard cock that was pressing against her stomach. She parted her lips, licking her lips, the throbbing red cockhead begging to be plunged inside her after being without her pussy for so long. So, she did what every striptease did, she grinded herself against the burning hot, hard cockhead, her eyes immeadiately squeezed shut, embracing the newfound pleasure bursting through her slender body, panting. Uh! It felt so good, her breasts bouncing now, giving him a show to see. She could feel her perky nipples firm up to the cool air, pressing his body against the leather couch.

Oh, god. He felt so big. She rocked her hips back and forth in a circular motion, her wet juices getting slathered all over the thick cockhead. She tangled her fingers in her own hair, breathing heavily. Her dark wavy hair ran down her spine, the ends of her strands curling at her perky C-cup breasts. She lifted her mouth, eagerly capturing his in a mindblowing kiss, not letting him breathe nor speak for a few moments, her tongue ramming in and out of his mouth, to give him a preview of what was going to come. All the while, she wouldn't move from her position, grinding against his hard cock, almost bouncing on his lap now, panting into the kiss. She led his hands to rest on her waist, and then on her ass because he was going to work for it. When they were going to fuck, he'd have to use his hands to ram her ass back down on his cock liked she liked. She didn't really care for the making love bit, she wanted, needed, the rough, passionate sex she was so accustomed to at work, and at home. He knew that about her, she had voiced it out, suggested it whenever he had time to talk.

She looked into his eyes, pulling away from the kiss to breathe, breathing heavily, clutching onto him, letting out gasps for air. She held onto his shoulders for strength, bouncing harder and harder, down onto his cock, that was starting to let out precum. She got even more excited, her fingers tangling in his hair, her legs on either sides of his hips, getting ready to thrust onto him. But, she liked having his hands controlling their pace at the same time. It made her blood boil. She loved when he knew what he wanted, it was so thrilling.

Mike was deeply kissing her, and the next thing he knew she was discarding her jeans and underwear, which revealed her very attractive nether regions. If anything she sure did know how to work a lap dance to maximum effect. The grinding intensified, as did his hardness with the rotating of her luscious hips. Mike could really understand why guys paid for it; the feeling was amazing as she worked her body against his. Though at times he did wonder, if she did it any different for him, well ... she was completely naked in his lap and every brush, touch, or glance was sending little and not so little jolts of energy through him. Fuck she knew how to get a guy turned on. Just the way she dragged the tip of her breasts across his chest had him gasping. Her nipple occasionally catching, before it popped free.

Mike could feel the pressure in his jeans as his shaft grew larger and larger, that it ached. So as she stood up, he slipped off his own shorts and underwear. His cock finally free, only had a moments respite, before she was back in his lap making sure he knew exactly what she wanted… no demanded. Even though he’d known her only about a year, there were just times when it had nothing to do with love or romance, and everything to do with fucking, tonight was just one of those moments. What guy would in his right mind complain about a hot girl wanting to fuck?

Though Mike liked to go at it wildly, sometimes he wanted to show her how he enjoyed it nice and slow, in a tender loving fashion. Show her that he loved her, and she didn't need to be a only a sexual creature to make him happy. Tonight just wasn’t going to be one of those times. So as she breaks the kiss he reaches down between them and holds his very erect cock out, where it points straight up at her pussy. He moves it back and forth in her damp slit, wetting it further as he guides the bulging head into her waiting grasp. No sooner than he’d lodged the head in her little pink entrance than she was impaling herself on its length.

Fuck!

With his hard cock now lodged in her tight pussy, Mike leans back and splays his legs for better support, because he knew he was in for a very wild ride. Both hands sweep down to the cheeks of her ass, and grab a hold so he has a good clasp. With his large hand guiding her, they pull her ass up and towards him so she knows to rotate her hips while mounted on his shaft. His fingers digging into the firm mounds of flesh, as both of his muscular arms help lift her weight to make the movement more fluid and easier.

There was just something about having sex on the leather couch, emphasis on leather, hearing it creak everytime they moved that she thought was incredibly kinky. She wasn't prepared when he didn't want to wait any longer, pushing the swollen red head of his cock into her tight pussy. She let out a gasp, her feet grounded on either sides of his hips, running her fingers through his thick, silky smooth hair. It was so thick, and so hard for her. She ran her fingers down his spine, and once he had a tight grip on her ass cheeks, pulling them apart almost, she wrapped her arms around his neck, taking his cock in gradually into her pussy. She was squirming with pleasure, letting out a moan, hungrily forcing her body down onto his erect cock. She breathed out, watching it as it dissappeared within her depths. She was slow at first, getting accustomed to the thick hardness inside her. She moaned out for him, her fingers curling around his strands of hair, grinding her hips around and around his cock, pushing her body up and quickly, down, unable to stand long without that big dick inside her cunt. Her breasts bounce quickly, her thrusting increasing as she hurriedly stuffed it inside her, slamming her hips down onto his meat. How could she have gone so long without it inside her? Her pearly pink nipples bounced firmly in the air, as she assaulted his cock, she couldn't think of anything else but the carnal act she was doing, and he was just as willing to receive such pleasure.

"Fuck! Uh, Mike.. Mike.."

She was so wet for him. The sex that she had practically demand that he give to her was all part of her strategy. Sure, she was horny, and sure she wanted to hear her name screamed out on his lips, but there was something else. She didn't know if he knew it yet but there was a pattern. Whenever she wanted something, she laid in bed for him in a silky, black nightgown, or she grabbed his crotch whenever he was watching the game on TV, or joined him in the shower. She didn't want things like diamond necklaces, she could get those things herself. She just didn't know how hard or how easy it would be to ask him if she could hang out with her "girlfriend" tomorrow night on the yacht, on the marina. She didn't want him to ask her what girlfriend, and which marina. She wanted to let him know that she was going to be out, or else he was going to be frantic with worry, and she didn't want him to call her cell phone, fearing that he would hear what she dreaded, the pounding of John cock's in her tight pussy. And then what was she going to say? She didn't have a clue.

She pounded on his cock, like she hadn't had one in her in weeks, the steady, but rough sound of the thrusts bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Most of the time, she was mesmerized by the sight of his bulging cock dissapearing into her lips. It was just so.. arousing. She tended to look down at the sight, shivering, her nipples firming up once more, grinding her hips desperately onto it. She felt him pick her up, and slam her back down on his crotch, like he needed it as bad as she did, rubbing his balls, grinning. And one other thing she liked to do? She liked to suck on dicks, and his was no exception. She planned to distract him tomorrow morning with a nice blow, he would be so tired, and pleasured, he wouldn't care where she was going. Her dark hair slapped against her bare skin, bucking her hips wildly against his cock, taking his cock in, all for her, unwilling to share.

"Oh, god! Fuck me, baby!"

There were many things that they could argue about, but sex wasn’t one of them. Though they went at it intermittently, because of both of their busy schedules Mike had no issues with his sex life. Audrey was an enthusiastic partner in their lovemaking. Mike could feel his whole shaft tingle with pleasure as it enters the tight confine of her sex. Audrey gave him but a moment to enjoy the tight embrace of sex, when she begins to fuck him with unbridled fervor. Mike groans in pleasure as she assaults his cock. It wasn’t long till he felt the trickle of juices trailing down his inner thigh. If he’d only known that a portion of that wetness was another man’s seed, he would have thrown her down in disgusts, but he didn’t know, so he thought all of her arousal was for him.

What guy wasn’t turned on by an incredibly sexy woman fucking him? Both feet down flat, he begins to match her rhythm, his hips thrust up and into her saturated opening. Their bodies come together in unison for more force, as a sexual synergistic dance begins to develop. Mike sometimes tried to make her understand that he liked her for more than the sex, though at this moment, such an argument would be very weak. The only saving grace for Mike was that she hadn’t given him head and gotten him hard, so he could have some stamina. Audrey for Mike was hard to understand, at times she was tired or had a headache and didn’t feel like sex, and other times, he’d be watching or reading a book on the couch, and she’d be pulling down his shorts to suck on his cock. True be told he probably would never figure it was just the way it was.

Oh fuck baby that feel great!

Mike was only happy they weren't in the recliner or they would have broken it. Looking down he could see his large pole going in and out of her, glistening in wetness, the veins throbbing. Her petals stretch around his girth, as the veined monster stabbed her over and over again. The muscle on Mike’s body flex over and over again as they work to assist her movements, helping hre go higher, and come down stronger. The whole thing a feeling and looking like a well choreographed porno.

Turn around baby.

He says as the helps her spin around to face away, the whole time his shaft buried in her. The small time it takes to shift positions, gives him a momentary break for her sexual attack. The pace a little slower, his hand now wrap around her sides and to her front. Both hands each grabbing a breast, as he leans back as far a possible, and returns to fucking her. The motion wasn’t as fast or as violent, but now he could hold her breasts and knead them with his fingers. Audrey knew how to rotate her hips to maximum effect as she plies his steel with her wet pussy. She definitely knew what it took to make a man happy, Mike was sure of that.

When they’d grown tired of that or her breasts couldn’t take and more of Mike’s attention, he was ready to push her forward, so they were in cowgirl position, with her hands on the floor. Though he had some time left to enjoy her whole body churning against his.

Mm, oh god, he was such a wild thing in bed. She helped him change positions, letting him knead her breasts when she had positioned his cock back inside her again. She laid her head against his chest, breathing heavily, her nipples firming up for him, bouncing down on his cock eagerly, watching the thick dick being covered with nothing other than her tight, pussy. At this rate, she was going to cum very soon. She ran her fingers in her hair, leading his fingers to grasp her hips to make her rise and then fall sharply on the hot steel that was now slipping in and out of her hole at a rapid pace. Fuck! It felt so good, her walls restricting his cock from pulling out all the way, pulling him back as her lips left out a loud moan, which turned into screams of passion. She wondered if he got any offers at work, or if he let girls in who dressed as "well" as she did, if he was one of those bodyguards. He never told her because she never asked. It would only show him that she didn't really trust him. And, she didn't want that. Did he get laid at work when she was busy with a customer? She hoped not. But, she had done the same thing. So, wasn't she being a hypocrite now? In her own world, consumed by her own thoughts, she was surprised when he had pulled her off, and laid back on the couch, for her to start positioning himself into her in the cowgirl position.

She could feel the sweat run down her back, reaching down to lick the throbbing red cock, swirling her tongue around the red head, knowing he was watching her through his eyes, getting tortured at the slow pace she was doing it at. She slapped the dick against her pussy lips, and asked, "Ready for this?" She didn't let him answer, knowing that she was ready for him. She grabbed his cock, pushing its way up into her pussy, giving him quite a workout. She felt his arms wrap under her ass, pushing her down, slamming her hips down on his hips. He was going to get bruises tomorrow morning, she was sure of it. She started to scream, as his dick just continued his assault, if not harder and faster inside her. She was begging for release, her arms wrapped around his neck, her breasts pressed against his chest, her body shaking. She felt his dick refuse to relent on its attack, and let out a piercing scream, cumming all over his fat, big dick, bucking her hips quickly. She hadn't even thought of the condom, or the lack of, they were such in a hurry to fuck because they hadn't in ages. And, she was an impatient girl when it came to sex.

Her body was writhing under the pleasure he had given her, her fingers tugging on his hair, soaked with sweat. She breathed out, rubbing his balls and squeezing them gently, licking the insides of his mouth because he hadn't released yet, and she was determined to get him to cum. Slamming her hips down on his, bucking her hips wildly, she looked up at him, at his facial expression at every thrust she took against him, letting him enjoy this because this was after all one of his favourite sexual positions, and she could feel just after one round, how he needed to release the sexual energy after being without sex in so long. She was dimly aware of the time, oh.. he felt so good within her depths, her juices coating every inch of his thick cock that had fucked her without abandon. She hated sex, when it was slow and he wouldn't let her pick up the tempo because it was much too dull for her.

The feel of her velvety embrace was amazing, as it grasped his length. The forcefulness and strength by which she fucked his length was unbelievably exhilarating. Each pounding of her body against his, was bringing him closer and closer to orgasm. As much as he wanted to treat her like a china doll, and care and love her with respect, was contested by the way she fucked. Of all the girls he’d been with she was definitely the best fuck. Mike wanted her to know that he wanted he for more than the sex, and that he valued her as a person, but at this moment he found such admirable thoughts vanquished by the heart pounding fucking his cock was getting.

Looking down, he could see his length appear and disappear, as her hips rotated and rammed his length. Every so often, Audrey was like this, much like the first time they’d done it. The first time was everything his imagination had conceived it would be like to fuck a sexy stripper, it was completely unhinged. From that day forward, he tried to explain to her she didn’t have to act that way, that he’d accept her as just Audrey and not Angel.

The move she worked it the more he felt the pressure in his shaft grow. The loud smacking was only overshadowing by the grunting and groaning as each of them worked to add to the intensity. Still having some minor semblance of control, he thought he could hold out just a little longer, when Audrey lets out a scream of pleasure, and begins to douse his cock in her juices. She titled her head back as he became drenched in her orgasm, his eyes wild with lust. The last of his control slipping away, he tilted back he head and screamed.

Fuck I’m cummmmmmmmming!

Mike closed his eyes as the explosion of sensation rips through his body. His hips continue to thrust subconsciously as he blast his cum into her, adding to the abundant sexual fluids all ready there. Maybe he should have done something else, or given it more thought, but such wasn’t possible as his large cock shot its wad. Would he have the same feelings of pleasure and satisfaction pouring though his body and mind, if he’d known that her motivation were different than his that his seed now mingles with another's. Both hands reaching down he holds her hips as the last of his seed pumps from his bulging length.

Oh fuck, that's grrreat…

He says in gasps, as his entire body convulses in pleasure.

Audrey watched Mike lose all his control, her fingers tugging on his hair, burrying him in her breasts as she moved quickly, slamming her hips down needily against his throbbing cock, soaked in her juices. She screamed with him, as he blasted his creamy cum inside her, forcing her hips down to take it all. Her head thrown back in passion, joined together as one, filling her completely. This is why she had sex, she loved having his cum shot inside her, without any regard. It just made it more erotic for her that he didn't pause to think, to ask her if it would be safer if he pumped it out in her mouth, or on her breasts. She felt some of the cum release, drip down their thighs, but she was still too aroused to think logically, forcing it inside her tight hole, unwilling to let his cock out until it finished its job. She let him do some of the work now, feeling him thrust his cum out made her cry out over and over again, her fingers digging into his shoulders, feeling the intensity of his cum rise. She breathed out, a sheen of sweat covering them both from the work out. Once he had finished, she laid her head on his chest, his cock still within her depths for now. She ran her fingers in his hair, twirling it around her finger. She knew it was wrong, but she knew that she would be able to be able to attend John's yacht party tomorrow night because she had fulfilled her duty at home, and his mind would be elsewhere. She kissed his cheek, pulling him up off the couch, and lead his hand, heading upstairs to shower with her. She hated showering alone, and there would be no doubt that she would want to have fun as she showered.

She bent over to get the water nice and toasty while she heard the door click, pulling him eagerly inside the shower. This was just a precaution, as she would bet he had a lot of cum to give, they hadn't had sex in a long time. Once she had pulled him inside, her legs wound up around his waist again, jumping onto him, his hands resting along her ass. She positioned herself right at the head of his cock, but didn't push him inside yet, no matter how much her body was craving it. She leaned up to kiss him roughly, pushing him against the wall, her fingers curling around his neck. It seemed that she needed this too, regardless of her motives, she needed affection, and to feel his hard, rough cock pushed between her legs. She missed it, the groundshaking sex that they had. She pushed her tongue deeper and deeper within his mouth, tasting every curve of his mouth, her tongue pivoting in and out, foreshadowing what his cock would be doing in just minutes as the water jets moved over them, splashing them with more and more water. Pulling away for a moment, she licked a few fingers, giving him a show first, moving her fingers down quickly to rub against her lips, moaning, getting her pussy nice and wet, and not just from the water.

Now, she wanted to try a different approach, a new position. She held the built-in counter, where all of the shampoo, conditioners, soap were held, and bent over, rubbing the other end of her pussy, wanting to feel his rough, hard cock pushed within her depths. She didn't know why she was craving so much sex all of a sudden. Wasn't it just one round on the couch and another tomorrow morning? But, she was so hot, and he was her fire extinguisher. She needed his dick in now, she grabbed his hips, pulling the head of his stiff cock between her legs, letting out a gasp of relief. Oh god, yes.. that felt so good. And, he was so big for her, she was so ready for round two. Fuck, fuck.. she needed more attention. And, she knew he couldn't possibly deny her of what he needed as well.

Audrey definitely came the same time as he did, Mike could feel the spasms of her orgasm contracting around his shaft. They each obviously needed the relief, and though he wanted to show her that they could make love rather than have sex, at this moment the conversation was irrelevant. Each of them were still grasping for breath as his shaft releases the last of his cum, oozing from the head of his cock into her womb. He lay in the couch, his heart pound, taking comfort in his cock still buried deep in her sex. Mike opens his eyes when Audrey kisses him and gets up, his long semi flaccid shaft slipping from her tight embrace with a plopping sound, its surface coated in a combination of their juices.

With a playful pulling action, she extracts him from the couch, and halfway drags him to the bathroom. There were just times with her when her hunger seemed unquenchable. Not that he was complaining, he just didn’t want her to think it was a requirement to keep him. Quickly they were in the shower, and Mike was considering giving her a nice soap down, when she nearly attacks him. With her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, and her lips pressed against his, she began a very heated kiss. Mike returns it, enjoying the intimacy of it, his lips and tongue meeting hers in a very lust filled dance. As the tongue slid by each other, touching, probing and delving, their lips compressed, as their mouth opened and closed in sexual hunger. The water almost ignore as it washed the residues of their previous joining away. Mike was almost shocked at the way Audrey seemed to be starving for more. One monetary break, for air, and her hand was between her own legs, rubbing and massaging with abandon. He had to admit she was incredibly sexy looking, standing in the shower, the water sliding over her naked body, as she played with her own pussy. Such a provocative and sexual display had his eyes riveted, watching as she seemingly performed for him. Much like the guys that watched the dancers, his body was even now after wild sex responding to it.

So when she bent over and reached back pulling him closer, he knew what she wanted. Though he’d not completely recovered yet, he lifted up the semi hard man snake between his legs and guided the head toward her waiting entrance. Using her hips, he pushed his way in, the shaft compressing a bit as he wasn’t completely hard, still it was sufficient to enter her.

Now with more room, he pulls back, letting his shaft transverse the full length of her sex, before he pushes it back in. Each undulation of his hips, turns into a deep long thrust. Legs spread wide; he feels his cock expanding in length and girth, filling her tight pussy. Since he’d just cum, he knew he would last awhile, so he just moves into a Zen like trance, increasing the tempo and the force of the thrusts. His hard cock slid into her easily, for she was not only obviously turned on, but her pussy still filled with his seed. So the smacking sound grows louder and louder as Mike began to fuck his girlfriend hard.

Audrey flung her head back, as he played with her. She felt him grow from within her wet depths, and it got her so wet. She liked this position more, she liked when he was in control. She knew he preferred it if she was in control, but now they were going to do things her way and she was going to enjoy every minute of it. She gripped the marble counter, feeling his slam his cock inside her, his balls slapping against her previously pearly white skin, that now was tainted with red marks. He was being rather rough, and she liked it. She loved how his hands gripped onto her hips, no intent of letting go, steadying himself back and forth inside her. When he pulled out for the briefest moment, she let out a whimper, protesting. Her nipples hardened from the water that was rushing down their bodies but it could have also been from the man that was fucking her senseless. She hoped the more that they had sex like this, the more he would restrain from using the words, 'making love' in front of her. Even though she didn't say it, she would cringe when he wasn't looking. She didn't enjoy it as much, and her orgasms wouldn't come as quickly as it had when they were fucking around, he would orgasm first when they were making love, as it took a long time for her to cum. She could feel every inch of his cock buried inside her, shivering, knowing that she was going to have some red bruises by tomorrow morning.

"Ngh! Fuck, baby! Keep that going.."

Her pussy was becoming drenched with arousal, and mostly, it was from the work Mike kept on doing to her. Sometimes, she would get flashbacks of John fucking her to the table mercilessly, his big, thick cock ramming her to the table, refusing to let her go. She licked her lips, she couldn't help it, and she became more determined than ever to get to the yacht tomorrow night. She couldn't wait to see him again, she'd be wearing one of her favourite black dresses and change into a sexy lingerie outfit for him when he would find her in his private chamber, on his private bed, with her legs spread out apart for him. She was rarely this creative with Mike because she knew that she didn't need to get his attention, she already had it most of the time. And this affair that she was embarking on was so fucking hot. She didn't want to think of the consequences and how she was being immoral, she just wanted to have John fuck her until she screamed and orgasmed all over him. She wondered what was he doing right now, if he was doing another skank.

Sometime it felt to Mike that Audrey would have been happy with a fucking machine. Many times she seemed distant and aloof as they were making love. She was such a gorgeous and attractive woman, that any normal guy would be enthusiastic to have the opportunity to fuck her, and be with her. Mike had seen the losers, waiting outside the club hoping for and begging for an opportunity to see her again. Oh he chased them off, even before they were dating, but now it was personal. Still how could such a sexy girl, want to stay with him, what did he have to offer in comparison to all the other suitors? Mike might be tough looking outside or with other guys, but inside he wanted to be a caring companion.

No matter what, he was the guy she was with, and guy she was fucking. And if any of them thought he'd just let them get his girl, they were sorely mistaken. Not wanting to seem like some monster, he doesn’t grab her hair, or shove her up against the wall of the shower, he just continues fucking her. Holding on tight he plungers his lance into her, the head of his cock bulging as it plows its way in. Back and forth his hips rotate, withdrawing almost to the point his length escapes, and driving it back in with a smacking sound of their two bodies hitting. Mike could feel his own body responding, as his cock expended to full hardness. Mike considered reaching around and grabbing her breasts, but that was inappropriate. She asked him to fuck her, not treat her like some sluts, so holds back, just continuing his thrusting. Hopefully she realized he was a good guy, the kind of guy she could settle down with and that he cares about her as something besides a sex object.

Still he was a man, and he was fucking one of the sexiest girls alive, so he continued his unrelenting assault on her pussy. Because of the prior relief he received, he sped up building the momentum to a crescendo, cause he knew he could last awhile longer at this rapid pace. Even now he could feel the first tingling in his shaft.

Yeah baby, that feels great.

Mike groans and grunts as he put substantial physical effort in keeping the pace going. He could feel his balls swinging like a pair of large pendulums beneath him, as he filled her his beefy stick.

"Ngh! Baby, keep that up and I'll cum soon!"

Audrey cried out, her body shaking, clutching onto the counter, the warm water helped wash away the bruises, and soothed her skin. She bet if he really wanted to, she could persuade her boss at the club to get him into a stripper position, but she didn't know if she wanted him to please other men. Yes, she knew she was being a hypocrite. Her hair flung around her shoulders as he rammed into her again and again. Oh, god.. he was so good at this. She played with her clit at the front, rubbing it up and down quickly, watching as his meat fucked her good. Sometimes, she wished he would treat her more like a slut because that was what made sex so good, she wouldn't have minded if he grabbed her breasts. It would show her that he liked her assets, grinning. The shower helped wash away the day's dirt and grime. And, she was soaking it up. God, she was so wet, couldn't he feel that? With every thrust, she thought like she was going to explode with passion. He didn't have to wait long, within minutes her pussy spasmed around his cock, letting out a high-pitched scream as he fulfilled his duty by being a man and being her lover, her breasts bouncing in the air. Her orgasm was a few minutes, exploding, her cum running down their legs as he fulfilled her every desire, and need for the moment, yelling his name out.

She breathed heavily, leaning against the counter for a few minutes, taking a breather. She could feel him still go, feel his sexual aggression getting out for his own need to cum or else he'd be in pain. Every thrust made her breasts bounce in the air, her body shaking from the impact, watching his cock be coated with water and her juices. It seemed that her orgasm just encouraged him to continue his assault on her unrelentlessly, regardless of her orgasm. Yes, sometimes.. she thought it would be easier to get a fucking machine. She had plenty of sex toys, naturally for clients, but once in a while, she was inclined to use them for her own use when Mike was still working. Sometimes, he had caught her in bed, going at it with her favourite crystal dildo, and if he was really lucky, he caught her just beginning to use it, licking and sucking at it like it was his cock, and then she'd pat the bed, invite him to join her in a new position.

Mike was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of his large hard shaft plunging into Audrey’s pussy. She was taking it as he hammered her over and over again, her cries of pleasure egging him on. He could see her one hand reaching between her legs and playing with her clit as he drove into her over and over again. His cock was going so fast, because she was so wet, if it weren’t for the shower, they'd both probably would have been covered in the juices that came splattering out each time they came together.

When she came, Mike’s muscles already straining from the effort, double time it, as he sprints to the final goal. Feeling the burn he fucks her hard and deep, the muscles of her pussy squeezing him as the spasms of her orgasm overtake her body. One thing about Audrey, her orgasms were obvious, because they were hole body experiences. Luckily they were in the shower, cause this one would have left a large mess. Mike can remember one of the first times she had an orgasm in bed, he thought she’d peed on him, there was so much liquid.

The speed, the forces, and now the grasp of her pussy were just too much, Mike felt himself push past the point of no return. His cum laden balls, jerked as his thick hard shaft pulsed with ejaculation. Both hands dig in as he thrusts his hips forward one last time, and fills his girlfriend with blast after blast of his warm sticky seed. Mike jabs into her a few last hard thrusts, as his thick shaft unloads the last of his orgasm into her juicy wet pussy.

Fully spent, Mike pulls her upright; his long shaft still buried in her, and wraps his arms around her in a tender loving moment, the euphoria of orgasm far from gone. His hands lightly brushing over her breasts as a hand reaches up and turns her head around for a soft intimate kiss.

Thanks baby, I love you.


He holds her tight, enjoying the sensitive moment.

Audrey was in the throes of passion, feeling and watching him pump his cock into her again and again. She could have felt the throbbing of his cock, ready to explode and then, when he was ready, and couldn't take anymore, he pumped into her again and again. She loved that feeling, of his cum squirting inside her, pumping out all he had to give her. It got her so wet, how he was so hard, and how she had driven him to the highest extent of his pleasure. She was surprised how he carefully turned her around, his cock still within her silky, wet depths and leaned down, because she was shorter than him, to kiss her intimately, her tongue playing with his still, sucking on his happily before letting go to breathe heavily into his mouth, her legs wrapped around his waist now, taking advantage of the situation. After a few minutes, she pulled away to grab him a towel, and herself one, wrapping her customary pink fluffy towel around her body, tieing it above her breasts and walked over into their bedroom, drying off her hair, and body. She grabbed her pair of flannel PJs, figuring they weren't going to go at it again, she didn't need to wear her black nightgown that he loved so much. She crawled back in bed, her head propped up on a cotton pillow, waiting for him idily, obviously exhausted.

"So, darling, I'm going to be going out tomorrow night since I'm not working tomorrow. Don't wait up, okay?"

She wasn't saying this to ask for permission, just to give him a warning that she wouldn't be here to talk to, or to hold onto, or whatever. Once he got onto the bed, she tackled him in a bear hug, curling up with him. Her head propped onto his chest, and it wasn't long before she fell asleep, her fingers curled around his neck. This was one of the few times she liked to kiss and cuddle. When she kissed him in the shower, she had deepened it so it was more erotic, and passionate than intimate. She didn't like slow kisses without any fire. Her fingers ran through his hair idily, murmuring something quiet. In her sleep, she turned around so that her side was facing his front. She always slept on her side, so even if she was cuddling with him at first, it only lasted a few minutes before she slept on her side, independantly from him.

They finished up in the shower, each taking a turn to wash and clean the other. It was a nice break from the wild festivities of the prior hour, as they got a moment to relax together. Finally cleaned and rinsed, Audrey hands him a towel, even with two great session of sex, he couldn’t help but watch her, she was just so damn fine looking when naked. When she got into her flannel pajamas he knew that they were done for the evening, which was fine with him. Dried off, he pulled on a pair of clean boxers and came to bed. About to climb in she mentions a girl’s night out thing. Audrey went out with a bunch of her friend every so often to drink and such, which he really didn’t approve of but knew better than argue.

Even before he can sound a minor objection, she tackles him and a nice session of cuddling begins. Maybe next time he’d explain to her about curtailing her drinking and partying. Still he didn’t want to ruin the moment, so he stays quiet, while he enjoys a nice relaxing moment with his love. It wasn’t long before she rolls over and goes to sleep. Rolling over to his side, he begins to think, that this was really working well, and that he might start talking to her about making it more permanent. Every time he’d even touched on the subject, she’d protested that she was too young to worry about those things. Still in Mike’s mind they weren’t getting any younger. No answers coming, he falls to sleep.

Audrey's wavy hair flapped around her, lightly slapping against her pale shoulders. She stretched her arms out, snuggling close into him. She was about to greet Mike, but he was still sleeping. She leaned over to kiss his cheek, running her fingers down his body, pushing away the blankets. Her hair still smelled like the yummy shampoo she had washed her hair with yesterday, and today was the day. She would be fucked by John's hot, thick dick. Just thinking about how he would slam his hips against hers, against the bed, the wall got her so hot. She bent over to kiss his cheek again, thinking about the new summer dress she had picked up not a week ago from her favourite retail store. Besides that, she was thinking of what kind of sexy underwear she should wear under that to drive his libido hot for her. Since Mike was wearing boxers, and since she got horny instantly from just thinking about John, she carefully pulled his boxers down as to not wake him up. It was a known fact that Mike had morning wood, and she wanted to use it, giggling. She bent down, situating herself on her knees and picked up the hard, firm cock, pulling it to her lips to ravish.

She rubbed her pussy as her hair tickled Mike's legs, going at it while he was sleeping. She focused mostly by slapping her tongue against his cockhead, her left hand holding his cock upright firmly, as her mouth took in the sensitive head, daring to take more in. She rubbed his balls, starting to take in more and more of his hard cock before lowering her mouth to nibble on the soft sac of his balls, flicking it with her tongue. He was just so hard, it was nearly impossible to resist him, to resist jumping on his cock and forcing it inside her warm, wet pussy. She had discarded her clothing by now, flinging it across the room, and now was naked as the day she was born. She sucked on the cock, especially noting when any precum had drizzled out, eagerly swallowing it. She wondered if he could feel this while he was sleeping if he was still sleeping. He was no fun when he wasn't awake.

Mike was sound asleep enjoying the bliss of tranquility that came from deep rest, after a good session of hard sex. Lying on his back, his mind didn’t recognize the Audrey's attention for what it was, instead it initially became part of his dream. Mike’s dreams were darker and most lust filled than he allowed himself or thought were possible in real life. He’d invited the girl home after some hot dancing, and they were at the door to his palatial penthouse, just stepping into the foyer. She had on a short skirt that barely covered her ass, and from the glance he’d gotten in the car she didn’t even have underwear on. The loose top clung to her breasts, the nipple already distinctively poking through the thin material. The large ornate door wasn’t even half shut and the slut was crouching as she unbuckles his pants. With a smile she pulls his massive length from his pants, and begins to hungrily slurp on it. The dream continues in some ways matching the reality of his girlfriend’s actions and in others it was completely different.

This girl wasn’t like his girlfriend whom he cared about, this was some fuck toy he’d brought home to enjoy. The slut was slavering his cock in her spittle, his shaft already dripping in spit. He reaches out grabbing her be the head, and begins to fuck her face, something in real life he would never do to Audrey, because of how demeaning it was. Still she was gagging as he fills her mouth with his cock. Looking down he could see one of her hands playing with his big balls; while the other was between her own legs diddling her little bald pussy. Where he found himself reserved and restrained with Audrey, in his dreams he could let loose, the dream was so vivid as he held her head in place and fucked the slut’s face, the slut so horny her pussy was dribbling on the floor while she moaned.

Mike felt so hard; he wanted this slut so bad. Lying on bed his hands tightly grip the sheets as he moans and groans. His voice mumbles in his sleep.

Fuck yeah… take that you … slut.

Audrey had no idea what he was dreaming about, but she would ask him when he woke up. It was something she wanted to know, and he never lied to her, he always was honest, the way she liked it. And he knew what she wanted to hear. She didn't mind if he ever lied to her to keep her happy. It was one of the main reasons she loved him so much. But, if she ever found out that the main star in his dreams wasn't her, she would get so angry. On the other hand, did she want to be called slut? No. But, she did want everything the slut was getting in the dream. She was getting Mike in one of his most erotic fantasies, and getting him rough, hard, and wild, exactly how she liked her men. If she ever found out there was a possibility to getting Mike act this way, she knew that this would enhance their relationship and not only that, she would love him more even if that wasn't the nicest thing to say. Loving someone more just because their skill and talents in the bedroom was up to par, up to her approval. Even when he had called out slut, and figuring that it wasn't in reference to her, hurt somewhat. She concluded he wasn't dreaming about her because he never treated her that way. She was too fragile to him. He knew she liked sex rough and wild, so she was wondering why she wasn't the starring woman in his dream. She could handle it. He was just.. too unwilling to release this inner desire, it seemed.

Almost like she wanted to prove that she was worthy of his inner desires, she spat on his cock, spreading the saliva with her palm, sucking off the cockhead hungrily. A wave of hair kept on tickling the sides of his cock, as most of the time when she did suck him off, he held the mess of hair that dangled along his hard joystick. She pumped her mouth up and down on his cock, her head bobbing up and down. She lifted her mouth to suck on the soft sac of his balls, carefully dedicating time to both of them, showing him that she was so much better than his dreamgirl. She hated that this dream girl was fulfilling such an erotic fantasy that she should be fulfilling! And that this girl had some advantage over her. It was obvious her desperate slurping had gotten to the point of aggression, not stopping when his cock had gone red.

The slut was crouching on the floor, her legs spread wide, pushing up her short skirt above the crack of her ass as she sucked his cock. The feeling was so real to Mike in his dream as the girl went about inhaling his length. The thing filled her mouth and plunged down her throat, and she seemed to have no problem taking it all. Best of all she was sucking on it with all her might. Normally Mike would use this as time to get warmed up, for some hard fucking, but the intensity of it was too much. The grip the girl seemed to have made it clear that she planned to drain him dry. Mike just figured his dream girl was some sort of cum slut, that she desperately wanting to swallow his load. Dreams not being clear things, he couldn't really fathom why some things felt different, and why other felt just right.

The pressure even now was building as saliva ran down his legs and hung from her face as clear evidence this slut was giving it her all. His cock hurt with how rough this slut handled his cock, as she pumped and pumped on it demanding it to cum.

Aaahhhah.

Mike moans as the finds himself lost in a haze of sexual fulfillment. The tingling in his balls the tightening on muscles, even in his dream he knew he was getting closer, and that he’d soon be blasting his seed. Damn this girl gave a blowjob.

Yesssss

Almost there, so fucking close. Starting to wake... no...

When he started to wake, Audrey pulled away, not done sampling his cock but let it go with a distinct pop! She sat up in bed, grabbing his cock, and jerking him off now. She wouldn't stop until he blew his load, and then, he would have to tell her who the fuck was he thinking about. She had some doubt in her mind that it wasn't her. And yes, she had another lovely gentleman waiting for later, but she wanted to know who had creeped into Mike's pretty little head. She was the only woman who was allowed inside there. His cock looked so appetizing, and just to show him that this imaginary little slut was just her, she began to suck on his cock, making loud slurping sounds louder and louder. She was using what she would normally use on VIP clients like John on Mike to show him why she was the hottest dancer there, if you could call what she did dancing. Her head bobbed back and forth, taking more and more of his thick cock inside her mouth. Her favourite thing to eat was cock, and to drink, was cum. She was so addicted to sex.

It was a good thing she was hot. It didn't seem like she would have a problem anytime soon with getting no sex. And, John was waiting for her in the yacht. Oh, she wanted to get fucking screwed already! Yeah, she wanted to scream at Mike for thinking about another woman, but she also wanted a cock. She knew that if she yelled at Mike, he probably wouldn't want to have sex. He'd probably want to talk it out and make sure she was okay. She sighed, she needed a man that forgot everything else and just fucked her real good. Someone like John. She planned to wear a black laced bubble dress to the boat. It was something she had picked up a few months ago but had never the opportunity to wear because Mike didn't go out with her to fancy places. He said he didn't like that. So, she planned to amaze John and all the other people in the party tonight. God, she was getting wet just thinking about it.

"Awake yet, sweetie?"

Mike rose up in the bed the image of the slut falling away as the orgasm tore through his body. His mind has trouble grasping the image of his girlfriend jerking his slick wet length with long even strokes. Saying something was impossible as he groaned. The stream of white cum shoots upwards from his length.

AAAHHHhhh fuckkk!

The nasty slut having done such a great … no it was Audrey his sweet girlfriend helping him out. A feeling almost bordering on a fear streaks through him as yet another blast of cum shoots up and out of his long stiff length. Did she hear him; did she know he’d been dreaming about a filthy nasty girl, and not her? His head tilts back as he groans the amazing orgasm continuing. If only a girl could be like that, but not his Audrey, she was a good girl, she liked sex, but he could never treat her like that.

As woke and his mind began to clear, he realized that Audrey must have given him a romantic awaking. How sweat and caring of her that she would do such a thing.

Oh yes! Thank you baby.

The last shudders of the orgasm continued, one of the best he’d ever had, and it bothered him that the reason for it had little to do with Audrey.

Audrey`s eyes widened. His cock cumming was one of the images she would never get tired of. She pushed him down against their comforter, and pushed her mouth to cover the stream of cum that was coming out of his cock. Licking her lips, she covered it, and drank up his cum like she had been starving. Her hair slapped lightly against the base of his cock, wrapping her hands around it for good measure, pumping up all the cum inside her mouth. Breathing heavily, she pulled away and asked, "How was it?" She was determined to find out the features of his slut, if she resembled Audrey at all, physically and mentally, if she was as beautiful as she was. Of course, she wasn't. She was going to get fucked good today. In her own way, she was getting Mike back for daring to cheat on her. But, first she was going to get some answers. "Who were you dreaming about?", she demanded, her hands on her hips, her nightgown flapping over her body. It was clear that she was a bit miffed for finding out that he was cheating on her through his dreams.

She didn't want to prove that she was the better lay. Clearly, she was. She wanted John's cock inside her right now, taking her away from the angry woman she was right now, forgetting all her problems. She wanted to give him a chance to explain first, and if any of it sounded like bullshit, she would leave, tell him that he shouldn't wait up for her because she was going to be staying at a "friends" house. She'd be riding John's dick all night long. She was pretty sure John wouldn't mind if she crashed at his place. He wouldn't think of anyone else. She seemed sure of her plan, as she thought it out in her head. She stood up, giving Mike a few moments to cover himself up and to think fast, before she darted.

Mike opened his eyes to see his beautiful girlfriend engulfing his shaft. With obvious gleeful intent she ravenously consumed him shaft and the load it was dispensing. A loud groan comes from him as he relishes the attention she puts into his blasting length. Everything was going marvelously, till she looked up and asked her question. A question he couldn’t possible answer without a fight. How could he tell her, he was face fucking some nasty filthy slut that looked just like a girl at the club? No, he’d have to lie, cause she was a nice girl and wouldn’t understand that dreams were nothing but dreams. So what he was fantasying about some other girl.

No one baby, just some figment of my imagination. You know, how dreams are?

He reaches out to comfort her, in an attempt to keep the situation from going out of control.

You’re the best baby. That was great!

For such a good-looking girl she seemed to need affirmation of it. So he hoped it was enough to make it drop. Still sometime he just wanted to tell her what he thought, and how he really wanted their relationship to be, but that would just ruin things, so he stayed silent. His hand still caresses her as she cleaned his shaft of all his remaining cum.

Audrey didn't know what to say. On one hand, what he said was true, that dreams were just dreams sometimes. And on the other hand, dreams expressed what you really wanted. He might think she was stupid but she wasn't. She pulled away from him, and said, "I'm going to take a shower." She wasn't about to show John that she had fucked someone else before him, and look like a mess in front of his friends. Of course, she wasn't sure if the yacht party was just the two of them. She walked to the bathroom and shut the door. She began to wash her body with her favourite vanilla-smelling body foam. The first line he said made her think, but he was so entergetic when he said that she was great. That was bull. So, she was going to give him some points, she wasn't going to leave him yet. But, she didn't want to be clingy either. There was some other skank out there that he was dreaming of. And, she didn't like that. She was an animal in bed. She didn't know what else he wanted.

Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed her makeup bag and proceeded to do her makeup for the yacht party. She had already told him of her plans so she didn't say anything to warn him further. She slipped on her sexy lace black dress, and said, "I'm leaving now." She brought her cell phone, he could reach her if he wanted to. The question was, would she pick up? She'd be too busy getting a good fuck. She needed to fuck so badly, have that cock ramming inside her. She was so sick of dealing with Mike's crap, of saving her feelings when he was just going to fuck with another woman behind her back. At least, have some respect for her, and say it to her fucking face. Disgusting. But, she was doing the same thing. Somehow, she believed she had more respect for him that he had of her.

Audrey didn’t start an argument or get pissed, so his answer must have appeased her. He fell back into the bed letting the warm feelings wash over him, as she ambled off to the shower, his eyes of course enjoying the view. Rolling over he just relaxes, enjoying the warm of the post orgasm as the water of the shower can be heard starting in the bathroom.

Audrey had already told him she was heading off to visit friends, so he didn’t think much of it, except that some of Audrey’s friends were a bit wild. Mike reminded himself that he should talk to her about her friends, and that he’d like to spend additional time with her. He trusted her, but knew they drank and partied, but just didn’t want her to get in trouble and be safe.

Have fun baby, but be careful. Okay?

Even though he tended to be a homebody, she kept thinking he was cheating, which he wasn’t. Oh prior to her he’d had some fun with some of the dancers, but that was all in the past, now he had her and that was enough for him. Still he couldn't chain her to the apartment and force her to stay, so with reluctance he watches her go. Maybe he’d call her later and politely check up on her.

In Audrey's mind, cheating was even thinking about another woman the way he thought about her. It just wasn't done. "I'll have fun. I know I will. If I don't, I'll come back early." She said, her voice wasn't as angry anymore. She was calm. She slide on her heels, and prodded out the door, driving her way to the pier, using John's directions. She found a huge white yacht, taking out her cell phone to call him down, unsure where to go. There seemed to be bodyguards, guarding the red rope that led to the VIP party. He didn't give her a card or a pass or anything. She didn't want to mingle with his friends, she wanted to fuck him. She was so horny, and it wasn't going to stop anytime soon. Once he had come down, she followed him inside to the party, the noise wasn't too loud, but it wasn't quiet either. He had introduced her to all of his friends. When she had told him, that there was nowhere to sit at their table, he just told her to sit on his lap. She didn't mind, maybe she could discreetly mention that she needed a good fucking.

Oh, yeah. He had told her not to dress up too much, but everyone else was dressed nicely. She began to kiss up John's neck, murmuring that she missed him, clutching him close, sliding her fingers into his hair, her breath tickling his ear. Everyone else was making out, or grinding against each other too. She didn't think he'd mind it too much if she had a little bit of fun. Of course, she'd prefer if they did it in his suite on the boat. She had never been on a yacht before, and she was excited to have some fun. She looked up at John, and whispered, "Let's go somewhere a little more private..." She held his hand, getting up off his lap reluctantly. She loved being on his lap, and bouncing around to let him feel how badly she needed his big cock inside her.