Two weekends ago, Rose and Catherine were having great deal of sex fun. Started off with a paid night job, Rose gave a ten minutes blowjob in exchange for good monetary value. The night before, she was introduced to a
Rose finished her shift and met Martell for dinner. Registered an extra hotel room card, she proceeded to the 23rd floor with huge bed and bathtub to die for. She undressed herself, took a hot shower, made a hot cup of green tea and dived into the 6 foot white linen bed. The Egyptian cotton sheet lingered on her warm naked body, she draw the curtains, turned on the big screen and soon, fall asleep watching Nothing Hill. Martell sneaked in. Under the sheets, Rose tingles, someone was slurping on her juice. She opened her eyes, dim lights, warm body. He desired the blowjob he longed for months. Satisfaction guaranteed. They fucked, he penetrates deep in her, she was dreamy, she begged him for more. It was the perfect fuck after one long month of chastity belt wrapped on her hips. The explosive chemical detonates in her brain, Rose was experiencing difficulty breathing and multiple orgasms at the same time. That tingling feeling on her wet cunt, he filled her with his satisfying warm cum in her. They fucked the next morning, pleasing one another, she was greedy, he was generous. Fucking with him brought a whole new meaning to life, a fucking good fuck. Checked out from the huge suite, lunch in a pink restaurant. Smoking room in the restaurant had the perfect set up for a quickie. Massage chair, cozy couch, Rose was pantiless, he was standing hard. Very tempting offer.
That Friday night, Catherine was dressed up to mingle and jingle. A big night affair with alcohol-enthusiasts. The crowd looks awfully familiar, her boss, Doctor S was there with a woman I fond of. She smells great. Catherine sat and drank with him, pretty boy with very desirable hipbone. Two hours later, she received a message from Brainy(yes, the Best Fuck of 2009). She left the night affair and swept into the club. That lucky night, a very gorgeous lady in a black tight dress wrapped her lengthy body, her tits sit nicely on her red bra exposing some cleavage for wild imagination. Brainy introduced Gorgeous G, Catherine was throbbing. Gorgeous G drinks lychee martini all night and sways like a pussy cat. Catherine was seduced by G's erotic moves, at times G lifted her leg up so that Catherine can slipped her fingers on her thighs. In the high state of mind, G lifted her black dress up to show her tattoos on her ribcage. The red satin panties on her was alluring and teasing at the same time. The night in the club ended with exchange of kisses on the dance floor when Katy Perry's song played. Catherine escaped the club and went home to Brainy's. The night started.
Bubble bath in the tub with red wine and scented candles. From a fuck buddy, she's has fallen for him. He licked her toes, facing each other, she blows him in the water, he squealed. She turned around, 2 minutes of dog stance. They left the bath tub for a joint. She desires his hard rod, she teases him, whispering in his ears while he was busy focusing fixing a joint for her. He pulled her out to the balcony, smoked, threw her against the balcony and penetrates her. After that smoke, they continued intimacy on the couch in the living room. She was dripping wet. DRIPPING. Moments later, he stood up and moved her to the kitchen. With his arm, he swept the towels, glasses and fruits away. Pushing her against the kitchen table, Catherine bends over and his hard dick inserted in her wet cunt. He pushed hard, she moaned harder and louder. They moved to the white couch in the bedroom. She was dripping wet, he slips a couple of times. Multiple positions, multiple orgasms, multiple cries. They moved to the bed, he kissed her pussy and licked her dry. Fucking from one couch to another, it was disbelief how soaked she was. She stained the couches, the floor, the sheets. They fell asleep in each other's arm that night. Routine blowjobs in the morning continued with a few more rounds of deep penetration in the vagina. Morning coffee and first cigarette puff.
Moving on with the day, the engaged German boy invited Catherine for a drinking night out with several expatriates. She arrived her favourite club in the city. Seven bottles of sweet Scotch whisky to finish. Three ladies, four men, seven bottles of poison. The night began and ended with much liquor consumed. German boy was tipsy, Catherine wanted a good night hug, she stuck with him, back to his apartment. She removed her smelly clothes and put on his shirt and boxers. Both of them dived into the bed. Lights switched off, pitch dark silent room. Suddenly, he whispered, "Catherine, can you please do me a favour? Would you please kiss me?" It was the green light she's been waiting for months, after all the occasions of staying over and tugging with each others body. Tonight, she received the best gift ever. She kissed him, they rolled on the bed. Her fingers slowly slipped in his boxers, fondling his balls. He was standing, Catherine instantly went down on him, licking the two big balls and swirling her tongue on his rod. She came up and kissed him, he said, "I don't know what I'm doing". The guilt-tripping talk, avoiding the morning awkwardness, she kept his mouth busy. They rolled, he moved down, pulling the boxers off, pleasing Catherine, it wasn't the best but one she never in a million years would have expected it. She lifted him up, went on top of him. She who enjoys missionary, for the first time in her fucking life, jumped on top of a man and fucked him till he climaxed. The feeling was surreal. Catherine was fucking a man she loved, not a fun dick or joyful toy. Sweet dreams Catherine received all night. Unbelievable morning kisses, tongue action, Catherine was smitten. The morning awkwardness talk never raised on the bed. That night, Catherine lost a man, a man to dream in bed.
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