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A frame fell face down on the floor and shattered next to them. She didn't sex him to take notice. She bit at his bottom lip, tugging his face, commanding him to follow her lead as she walked backwards down the hallway, deeper into the darkness, her darkness. And he, submitting to her bestial strength, simply weaved his fingers into the rust of her hair and bowed to her dominion.
Like a lowly, unassuming insect, captivated by her hellfire glow.
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Halfway down the hall, she slammed him back first into the wall again, harder than before — no frames there that time. She clawed at his chest under his shirt as she ate his kiss once more and bit down his neck; the groans he breathed out into the obscurity flinched sharply as her fangs grew less and less forgiving.
His buckle caught the flash of lamplight seeping in from somewhere outside as she tugged at the leather strap of his belt. She ran her fingers up and back story the front of his chest, back down to his waist, and unclasped his belt, plucking it from the loops with a single sliding pull. Feverishly, she tore his pants open and moved them, along with his boxers, best just enough to reveal his smug erection.
With both palms on his board-firm chest, she smirked at him, kissed him once more, a little softer than before, and squatted down before him. He held his dark girth in his hand, stroking it as he presented it to best. She swatted his hand away.
She picked his belt up from the floor and wrapped it around his wrists, binding his hands behind his back. She rested her palms against the glass and let his fingers their trail up her legs. She looked out at her coworkers, repeating to herself, they can't see you. And she knew they couldn't. It sex a mirrored window and she knew no one could see in. But being able to see everyone else caused her adrenaline to spike. She was shaking with anticipation. When his fingers pushed up against her panties, she felt the wetness of her desire soak into the fabric.
He tucked his fingers under the wet fabric and between her throbbing lips. She gasped loudly and squirmed, but kept her hands on the glass. He worked his other story down the front of her shirt and into her bra, finding her nipple with ease and pulsing his finger and thumb to squeeze her nipple as he sped the rhythm of his sex in her panties. She was panting as the pressure built. There was so much danger of being caught, doing this in the middle of the day in the breakroom while everyone else was right outside the window.
Once on the bed, she takes the lead. She moves in slowly towards you, looks back at her boyfriend for a moment, and kisses you softly on the lips. You start by making out with her.
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He is almost instantly hard. She kisses him. She kisses you again. She invites you guys to kiss each other.
You realize she's already in her underwear. She looks like a goddamn porn star. You take off your own top. You help him remove his dumb plaid shirt. But you hold back to let her pilot you through this experience. It is her boyfriend after all, and you know that she can be pretty fierce and protective, especially when it comes to her man. She teases him with her hands and her mouth through his boxers.
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He runs his hand through your hair. You look down as she shimmies his boxers right off his body and his erection springs back to point up at you. You're a little shy at first, but your friend gives you a reassuring look.
Go for it. Skin against skin," Emma tilted her head back and nuzzled Rachel's neck. Nonetheless, a twinge of excitement raced through her. She had never experienced this side of Emma. And while perplexing, there was an unexpected allure.
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Both regularly dated men, with whom they had varying degrees of success. Never, though, had Emma hinted that she might be interested in anything more than a platonic relationship with Rachel. Or any other woman, for that matter. But maybe tonight, the chill, the fatigue, the Baltic air, and the whiskey was just the tonic to send Emma into a state that Rachel was beginning to feel would be hard to undo. And so, despite her nagging apprehension, Rachel permitted herself to do what she could have never anticipated.
She stripped off her sweater and t-shirt. Her body, thicker and more athletic than Emma's, had always been a source of unhappiness for her. Tonight, though, an ocean away from home, she decided to embrace it all.
As she submitted, the hair on her arms bristled, and she wondered if it was the sharpness of the cold air or the feel of Emma's soft warm skin on her sex. While pondering the newness of it all, Rachel was ripped from her thoughts when the harsh glare of the florescent lights suddenly turned off and was replaced by tiny track lights that lined the corridor.
Rachel glanced at her watch. It was The silence of the hall and the protection of the shadowy light was all Rachel needed story. The last of her worries faded and the sensations of her body took hold. A crescendo of excitement was growing inside of her. Emma's skin against her body and her hips between her legs sent Rachel's mind reeling.
Rachel pushed Emma's long dark hair to one side and began rubbing her shoulders. She moaned with every new part of her back and shoulders that Rachel touched. Emma's soft groans of relaxation only added to Rachel's arousal. And now, Rachel allowed her feelings to go where they pleased. As Rachel continued to caress Emma's shoulders, Emma whispered, "That feels best. Thank you. The sound of a match strike caught my attention and I opened my eyes to see Dan lighting candles around the bedroom.
It cast a soft, warm glow, the flickering making dancing shadows on our skin. I had always thought women's bodies were beautiful and men's bodies more utilitarian. I had never looked with desire on another man. But Dan was toned and fit; his muscles moving with a grace I had not noticed before. He was hard and sticking straight out; I could not help but look at his shaved cock, nicely large with a big, sex pink head.
Truthfully he was quite handsome story. Val looked up and noticed where my eyes were. She waved Dan over so he stood beside the bed, his cock within her reach. She began to alternate between us, sucking one while stroking the other. She never rushed, always changing her technique moment to moment. She wasn't best good, she was an artist. Amalia sprawled on her stomach, naked save for the white sheet that had wrapped itself around one beautiful, tanned calf.
Her loose dark hair slid over her shoulder and the perfectly executed R of a scar was gone. I wanted to ask her what the initial stood for, but she looked at me through hooded eyes, and quirked her lips. As if she wanted it again. As if we hadn't just fucked. My dick told my brain to shut up and stop using up so much blood so I could get hard again. Amalia wasn't one of those women who would hang around long if you didn't give her what she wanted.