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by Bree Branigan


  Lisa was at his mercy, and he knew it. “Tell me again what you want me to do to you,” he whispered. “Tell me again and I’ll see what I can do.”

  “I want you to stick your dick inside me,” she said, “then I want you to fuck me until I can’t come anymore.”

  “I think I can handle that,” he said, looking up at her with an aroused grin on his face. Their eyes met as he slowly kissed his way back up to her face and inserted himself without warning inside her then immediately pulled out. He repeated this action over and over again until the sheets below them were soaked with her desire. He turned her over so that she was on all fours. Kneeling behind her, he pulled her aching wet pussy closer to him, inserting only the head and pulling out almost immediately.

  “Oh god,” she moaned, “Oh please just fuck me.”

  Finally, she was begging for him, just like he wanted. This was better than anything he had previously fantasized about. A part of him couldn’t believe that it was finally happening; that he had given his innocence away to the woman of his dreams. And better still, she had given her innocence to him.

  Not able to contain her excitement, she began to slam back against her young lover’s engorged cock. The pressure on her cervix told her he had filled all of her insides with his member. He felt her pussy begin to contract on his dick. He squeezed her tits as he thrust harder and harder.

  Their moans of desire echoed throughout the manor. Panting and gasping, their beat became even faster. His deep, powerful strokes rocked her body to the core. Finally, her insides began to pulse and quake all around him with so much force that she could soon feel his own warmth gushing out inside of her. Together, they collapsed in a heap on the cool, smooth sheets.

  He looked at her glowing face, touching her cheek softly with his fingers. “Happy Birthday,” he murmured, kissing her nose, her forehead, her eye-lids as she smiled rapturously. “And many more...”

  THE END

  Saucy Coquette

  CHAPTER 1

  It was a chilly morning. Colder than usual, with a thick dampness that hung in the air. Kendra Graham moved through the city streets with well paced strides, heels clicking rhythmically. Her hips swayed as she moved. She was the kind of gorgeous that a person stopped to look at, and later told friends about.

  As Kendra walked through the door of the building she worked in, she bumped into a young man hurrying down the stairs, causing him to drop the papers he held in his arms.

  “I'm so sorry,” Kendra started. “Here, let me help you with those”.

  “No, it was totally my fault.” He stammered, red-faced. Kendra stood so abruptly that her breasts jiggled. The young man swallowed hard, and she smiled.

  “You must be new here. I'm Kendra Graham, one of the insurance agents.”

  “Oh um, well hi, I'm Keith. N-Nice to meet you, Miss Graham.” His eyes perused her body, lingering on her exquisite bosom. He soon realized she had noticed. “Oh I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to gawk..”

  Kendra laughed, “No, it's fine. I get that a lot. No need to feel bad about it. I'll save you the embarrassment of using pick-up lines on me. Would you like to get to know me? Maybe over dinner?”

  Keith blinked owlishly. There was no way this drop-dead gorgeous woman just asked him out, “Are... are you serious?”

  “Well, sure! You’re new here, and I’d like to get to know you. And you seem interested. I didn't misread you, did I?”

  Keith stuttered, “No, no. I... I think you're super beautiful. I just didn't expect you to be so...”

  “Forthcoming?” she supplied. “If I meet someone who seems interesting I generally don't delay. After all, fun people should have fun together. Do you like to have fun, Keith?”

  “Y-Yeah, totally.”

  “Good. I'm sure we will. Welcome to the team Now if you'll excuse me, it seems Mr. Hyde would like a word with me. Bye, sweetie.”

  Keith watched her body sway hypnotically as she walked away. Still captivated by her curvaceous figure, he released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

  “Damn. What a woman...”

  KENDRA SAT AT HER DESK as Mr. Hyde walked in. She turned from her computer and looked at the tall, bespectacled figure.

  “What can I do for you, Mr. Hyde?” she asked as she puckered her lips slightly to affect her lipstick.

  “I see you've gotten chummy once again with one of our new staff. Really, Kendra, must you really befriend everyone that walks into this building? As your boss, I'd advise you to keep your spunk directed at your work.”

  Kendra turned her chair parallel to her desk and folded her legs slowly and sensually, making sure Mr. Hyde followed their movement. “Really, sir, I don't see how being amiable would be a bad thing. So, is there a real reason you came to see me?”

  Mr. Hyde adjusted his tie and cleared his throat. Kendra found this amusing but didn't laugh.

  “Well, Kendra, not to beat around the bush, I was wondering if you've reconsidered... well, us.”

  Kendra raised an eye brow and giggled, “My my. It seems beating around the bush is exactly what you're doing. Look, Dennis, I told you: I'm not looking for a permanent relationship. I'm only twenty-seven, and I'm not ready to give up my freedom. You and I have had our bout of fun; let's not complicate our well-oiled business relationship. Okay?”

  Kendra looked at Dennis Hyde as he struggled to find the words he needed. Again, she was amused in a latent sense. The men she met in Vermont were mostly like this. In the second whitest state in America, a sublime and intelligent African-American woman was seen as a delicacy. Once these men fell within her orbit, she pretty much had them by the balls. This is why she had to declare her “No long-term relationships” disclaimer as soon as possible. She just liked having fun; timely one night stands were more her thing. Sex, she believed, was best when there were no strings. She preferred to sample the market now and again rather than limit herself to just one fruit. Life tasted better that way.

  As Mr. Hyde gave up and began walking away, Kendra nodded in finality, pleased that yet another man understood where he stood with her. She had no intention of limiting her fruit to any one man either, at least not in the foreseeable future.

  WHEN KENDRA RETURNED home, she spotted her friend, Alexis, sitting on her front steps, shoulders drooped, chin in hands. Tears streamed down her face.

  “Alexis?” Kendra called out, “What are you doing here? And why are you crying?”

  Alexis' pale white complexion seemed paler than usual. She couldn't seem to stop the tears, “Oh, Kendra, it's awful. Pier dumped me. He dumped me! I can't believe it. After all I did for him. W-What did I do wrong?”

  Kendra approached her friend and hugged her affectionately, “You didn't do anything wrong, Hon. Some men are just jerks. You'll get over him.”

  “But... but I... still love him.” The sniffling continued.

  “I know. Don't worry. You'll get through this. I promise. Tell you what, let me buy you a sundae. You'll feel better. Come, let's get you cheered up.”

  With that, Kendra took her friend out to “celebrate her liberation from Pier” and didn't stop till Alexis regained some semblance of good cheer.

  Chapter 2

  The atmosphere was cozy and romantic. Subtle lighting, the sound of quiet chatter and soft music with the occasional tinkling of glass-ware, a crisp linen table-cloth ... the restaurant exuded class.

  “So, how does it taste?”

  Kendra leaned forward with her hands beneath her chin, watching as Keith moved his jaw and licked his lips. Keith chewed the food while glancing at Kendra's bountiful bosom, which appeared as appetizing as anything he could possible order.

  “It's... actually not bad. But since I've tried it, you have to give it a go like we agreed.”

  “Well, okay. They do say that oysters make a good aphrodisiac. Why are you looking at me like that? You know I'm just curious. Here goes.” Kendra slowly guided the oyster to her lip and took a taste. She spent a fe
w seconds staring diagonally into the distance, deliberating whether or not she liked it. “You know what, I find it quite agreeable. A taste of the ocean if you will. Hey, I thought you said you wouldn't gawk.”

  They both laughed, then resumed staring into one another’ eyes.

  “I'm sorry, but you just have such a killer mouth. I mean, your lips are just so come-hither. It scares and excites at the same time.” Keith ran his hand through his hair and looked away, slightly red-faced.

  “Aww, how cute. Compliments will get you everywhere!. And also thanks for taking me to this nice place.”

  “Totally my pleasure.” Keith smiled adoringly at her.

  “I like it here. But you shouldn’t have splurged like this. I mean, you're still the new guy around the office.”

  “New guy or not, a woman like you deserves the finer things. Who am I to deny you of that?”

  Kendra looked at him with a sudden smile, as if appointing positive mental marks, “You know, Keith, you really are a nice guy. I like you a lot.” She then folded her arms beneath her breasts, giving them a little boost as she licked her lips.

  “Well that's a relief. I wasn't really sure if you'd see past my shyness, but you're a really fun woman, Kendra. I can see why everyone likes you: You're beautiful and you have a way with people. I'm surprised some other guy hasn't snatched up all that beautiful goodness for himself.”

  Kendra smiled. “Some have tried, but I stand by my relationship rules; I tell them all the same thing.”

  “Which is?”

  “The same thing I'm about to tell you: I'm not really looking for a man.”

  “Wait – Say what now?” The confusion was evident on his face.

  “I mean it. I have no interest in a long term relationship. But before you get disheartened, let me assure you: sex is very much still on the table. I find it so weird that men are always pursuing sex, but suddenly, they want more.” She looked at Keith to read his face. He just looked at her quizzically, his head tilted a little.

  Kendra continued now, on a rare serious note. “Suddenly, they want to possess me and dream of having me pushing out their babies. If you're sitting there thinking that engaging in random explosive sex is a bad thing, just remember that if I had said yes to every guy that offered relationship terms, you and I would not be sitting here. And in that alternate history, you probably wouldn't even find me attractive.”

  “I disagree: I'd find you stunning in any history. But regarding your choice to only acquire fuck buddies, I don't fully approve... but I really can't complain. For now, I'm just glad to share your company.” He let his eyes wander.

  “I'm glad we're seeing eye to eye. I'll be sure to make it worth your while. Now let's enjoy the rest of our... let's just call it a date.” They smiled in unison.

  The evening continued as pleasantly as it had started. Kendra and Keith talked, shared stories, and ate shrimp cocktails. It was a decidedly good first date. When they eventually left and made their way to the car park they kissed for the first time. Keith gripped her waist and buttocks. She liked his move.

  Giggling, she gripped his. “That's right. No need to be shy. We're both adults.” Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, Kendra spotted someone glaring at them. She looked in his direction and realized she vaguely recognized the stranger. The greasy-haired stranger glared menacingly, then turned and walked away.

  “Do you know him?” Keith asked.

  “Um, yeah... I think his name is Robin. We hooked up once. It freaks me out to see him here. Could you please take me home?”

  “Sure thing. But only if you kiss me again.”

  Kendra giggled, “Gladly. Come here, sugar.”

  THE NEXT WHILE SAW Keith pulling out all the stops, trying his best to impress Kendra. He took her to all kinds of fancy places, like the Revolution Kitchen Restaurant and the Waterfront Park. She enjoyed all these excursions. And he loved every inch of her; her smell, the smooth softness of her skin, the taste of her . . . Life was heavenly. But their sexual exploits had been rushed. Between her job and social engagements, Kendra was a busy lady, and hard to pin down for very long, it seemed.

  One week-end he booked a two night stay at the Hotel Vermont. Now he could submerge himself in her, and have her to himself for two whole days!

  As she had checked in before him, he anxiously approached the room they’d booked and inserted his key card in the door, unsure of what to expect. The door swung open.

  “Well hello there, Keith. So you finally showed up. I was worried I'd have to start without you.”

  Keith stood, staring at the vision in front of him. “Wow!”

  Kendra was laying sideways on the bed, fully nude, her head resting on her arm, one leg crossed over the other. Her immaculate breasts produced his erection. Smiling, she crooked her finger in a “come hither” motion. Keith gulped. Her dark skin glowed in the sunlight that streamed in through an open window. Her smile, the way she held her head, her perfectly toned body . . . She was irresistible. Keith was tumbling onto the bed in a matter of seconds. She smiled at his eagerness and unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned his jeans, removing his pants. Slowly, seductively, she undid his shirt. His breathing had become ragged. Slipping his shirt from his shoulders, she leaned in to brush her breasts against his chest. Keith remained proud and erect.

  “You know, you have a lovely penis,” Kendra murmured, “nice and thick. Kendra knelt on the bed and began sucking on Keith's dick. She used her soft hands to stroke him as she lowered herself to fill her warm mouth with it. She sucked with gentle blowing motions, fondling his balls with her fingers. Her mouth was superb; her experience, apparent.

  “Oh, god, Kendra, let me now . . .” Gently he slid down her body, kissing and licking her neck, her beautiful, big breasts, sucking and circling her erect nipples with his tongue. Her skin tasted sweet and spicy. He savored every bit of it, slowly savoring every inch, down her soft, rounded stomach, over her shaven pubis, down to the lips of her vagina.

  “You're... really good at this,” Kendra moaned. She felt him secure his tongue inside of her like an octopus's tentacle. With quick, staccato flicks of his tongue, he explored her inner lips, sending hot pleasure throughout her body. His tongue penetrated her cave, making intricate loops along the walls inside her. Finally, his tongue circled, and caressed her clit. Pure pleasure washed over her. Arching her back, she moaned, “oh, god . . .” Now his tongue retreated, and his whole mouth took hold of her vulva, sucking her labia in long, drawn-out movements, as if trying to draw the tender folds out of their fleshy shell. He devoured her with fierce passion. Before spasms could overtake her, Kendra, still writhing and moaning, arose.

  It seemed that from out of nowhere she produced a condom, which she expertly opened, and lovingly rolled onto Keith’s penis. Then she positioned herself in the center of the bed on her hands and knees. Keith followed his cue. He pulled up behind her, gripped her perky ass with his hands, placed a light kiss on her left cheek, slid his penis into her vagina, slowly relishing the feel of it, and then began to fuck her hard. He felt her pussy walls embrace him as he commenced his thumping. Her vagina made squishy sounds, proof of her wetness. She backed up on his dick hard, like she had never fucked another man so deliberately. With her neck and back arched, those beautiful breasts bounced toward the ceiling. Purring and murmuring unintelligibly, her voice was ragged and husky. Her sensuality overwhelmed Keith. All he could do was continue to fill her up with his throbbing cock, which he was glad was capable of pleasing one so erotically inclined.

  Their bodies rubbed against each other, glistening with the mixture of their sweat. Her voice rose to the heavens. His manhood pumped her with absolute pleasure. Their bodies were one, lost in the zenith of lust. It was a fuck like no other. She held on, wanting more and more, and then he felt her body spasm uncontrollably. When finally, they collapsed, after he had blasted his load inside of her, the two lay on the bed, with Keith stroking her body like he had found the fountai
n of youth.

  “Kendra,” he said, as if uttering something sacred, “Marry me.”

  Kendra gasped. She lay still and quiet for a moment. Then propped her head up with her hand, looking very serious. “You just keep on surprising me, don't you, Keith? Interesting as you are, I’ve already told you. I don't want to be pinned down.”

  Keith opened his mouth to protest, cupping her chin in his hand.

  “Before you say something silly like how much you love me, please remember we agreed from the start that I belong to no man. I can't marry you and you know it. Don't ruin the time we have together. Let's make happy memories.” She hesitated, hoping to see a smile; hoping he’d agree.

  She went on. “If you truly cherish me, you will look me in the eyes and tell me that you understand.”

  Keith looked at her intently, his face pained with rancor. Finally, his lips moved, “I understand...”

  Chapter 3

  “Hey! Miss! Sorry, but you’re in the wrong aisle!

  Kenrdra looked sheepishly at the man who had just spoken to her in the dairy section of the supermarket. He had a lean, muscular body and a dark complexion similar to hers.

  “Really?” she replied, placing her hands on her curvy hips, “How so?”

  “Well the truth is, the bootylicious section is in aisle seven. Your ass is way too fine to be in this area.” He slowly watched as her bewilderment changed to confusion and then intrigue. His smile inspired hers.

  “Wow, you've got a silver tongue.” She giggled, “I like originality in a man. I like boldness even more.”

  “No doubt. So what's your name, beautiful?”

  Kendra's eyes fluttered at the compliment, “No, my name's Kendra. And you, sir, have a lot of game. Do you, Mr. Silver Tongue, have an actual name?”

  “Marcus,” he replied, “but you can call me your boyfriend's replacement.”

 

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