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He rolls his hips, pushing his iron hard cock into my mouth, while I bob my head following the rhythm of his strokes.

He alternates fingering me with sucking on me, and I completely lose it.

Running my fist up and down, I swirl my tongue around and suck on his hard flesh at the same time.

All he has time to say is that I’m a natural talent before we scale up in a frantic chase for relief and get rewarded with a spike of mind-blowing pleasure, and then he shoots his load into my mouth, over my face, and over my fist.

I lick it all off him while he drinks my juices, and we both catch our breath, knowing that there’s no turning back and that we’ll need to take this journey to the very end.

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CALLUM

Two weekslater

Once in a while,a man meets a woman like her.

A woman so addictive that he can’t imagine his life without her.

A woman so interesting that everything else fades into the background.

A woman so hot that he can't leave her, lying naked on the bed in the morning, still smelling like him, without coming back to her.

Again and again.

That man has been me these past two weeks.

I was hoping to build trust with her.

I checked that off the list.

I was hoping to use every moment that I had to give her pleasure.

I checked that off the list.

I was hoping to make her enjoy sex as much as I did.

We checked that off the list.

She is addicted to having sex with me. As I am addicted to having sex with her.

As weird as this sounds, she’s grown into a different person over these two weeks.

She now knows how to read my eyes and give me what I want. When to come forward. When to retreat. When to play. When to be serious.

And I’ve learned a lot about her.

I know when she’s sad, contemplative for a reason, in the mood to play, ecstatic, and what she needs when she needs it.

Sometimes she needs my arms around her. Other times, she needs me buried deep inside her.

Sometimes, she lures me to the bedroom because she wants my mouth between her legs.

Other times, she beckons me to her, taking me away from the crew outside, so she can rub my erection through my pants, unzip my fly, and take me into her mouth in some dark corner of the house.

She likes giving head.

And then she likes leaving me with my pants undone, traces of cum on her lips, my dick still throbbing as I watch her walk away with her dress stained.