Michael's Romantic Weekend Get-Away (Part Four)
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Michael's Romantic Weekend Get-Away (Four)
Afternoon - Day Two
I got back to the Brokers Inn Hotel just after midday and sat down in the Veranda Restaurant overlooking the beach and the many colour full stall that sold very over prised ethnic arts and crafts to holiday goers. The day was already hot and humid and the ocean breeze seemed to have disappeared. The ceiling fans in the restaurant seemed to be cooling it down a little.
I had to wait a few seconds before being helped by an elderly Indian waiter, dressed in a very colourful shirt. I ordered two drafts, one for right now and the other to be delivered with my cheese burger and fries. He left and my eyes scanned the restaurant and surroundings for my next encounter.
The place didn't seem that busy. A few tables were occupied by elderly people. A few tables had young couples sitting laughing all dressed in the beach ware.
One table however caught my eye and my cock's attention.
What was happening to me?
I just couldn't seem to get enough sex? The more sex I had the more sex I wanted, no I craved.
Was I turning into a sex addict?
Yeah I know I had sex on my mind all the time, but that was because I didn't got any? But now, I mean in less than 24 hours I already had sex more than five times and still I wanted more. My cravings for sex just got bigger as the times go by. My sexual hunger just doesn't seem to get satisfied.
Shit, sitting there I wanted nothing as badly as to be naked with another man feeling his cock in me.
The elderly waiter returning with my beer saved me from my thoughts. Taking a sip of my beer my eyes returned to the man that caught my attention. He must have been in his early thirties, a wall of meat and muscle, big chested and hairy, every inch my sort of man. He had dark blondish hair, he was seated too far away to see the colour of his eyes, and he was smiling as he listened to the people surrounding him.
He was surrounded by three other. All had their backs to me. Two had greyish hair, man and female. The other a man also had dark blond hair. His eyes would wander to me now and then and I could actually felt my heart racing when our eyes met and he smiled at me.
Shit, what a hunky man. From what I could see he had on a Blue T shirt that seemed a little tight, but none the less showing of his muscular chest. He had massive arms and big hands, just like Scott.
Even my cock stirred, throbbing wanting the touch of this man as badly as I did. My draft was finished when my refill and my food arrived. The staring game between me and my hunky blond continued. During my lunch I look down at my plate and when I look back up the hanky man had disappeared. His friends were still sitting at the table but he was nowhere to be seen.
My eyes scanned the place every inch, but he was nowhere to be found. Sad, I thought to myself that it was a sign that it wasn't meant to be. I turned my attention back to my food and finished my burger. My waiter returned when I was finished.
"Hope your food was satisfactory?" he said as he put the draft down.
I told him that I did and asked him to charge the meal to my room. Disappointed in not seeing the blond hunk again I exit the restaurant. Once in my hotel room I fell down on the bed, finding myself all alone again. The sex I had was great, better than I ever had. The men, well I really couldn't complain about the men. They were all hot and the best I ever had the change to meet.
But that was the thing. It was just sex. I couldn't believe myself thinking and complaining about it. It was great and I really hoped for more. But it still comes down to just sex. I wanted more. I want what I had this morning with Nick. I wanted that special someone with me when I go to bed. I wanted to see that special someone as I wake in the mornings.
I knew being on holiday in Durban wasn't the right place to look for that special someone, but at least know I know what it was that I was looking for. No not looking for, but craving for. No wonder I can't satisfy these sexual cravings of mine.
Not that I planning on stopping what I was doing. Who knows mister right might just be my next encounter. I laid there for awhile contemplating what to do next. Should I take a afternoon nap, phone Scott or should I go to the gymnasium? At least in the gymnasium or with Scott I might get rid of some of this sexual energy of mine. I phoned Scott. His phone was off. I know I am a hypocrite. I might not like him being married, but the sex was great. I even thought of phoning Nick for a quickie.
I decided to go the gym. I got dressed and left the room. I was surprised when I got out side that it was suddenly all windy and overcastted. It looked and smell like rain. I was planning on jogging to the gymnasium. I saw it the morning during my walk, but with this weather I decided on talking my car.
It took me less than ten minutes to get to the gymnasium in my rental car, but just as well, it started raining as I walked into the gymnasium. The gymnasium was quite. It seemed like most people decided to stay indoors with the rain. There were only a few people in the gymnasium, of which half of them were female. Just as well, I needed a good work out. It's been three days since I last side the inside of a gymnasium and with all the beer I was drinking these last two days I needed to workout. With my earphones in my ears and Kylie singing at full blast I started with some warming up exercises.
My mind quickly wanders to Scott and the fact that he didn't call. Did he realise that I had a problem with his being married or did he find someone else?
The party that night also crossed my mind. It would be nice seeing the young man again that I had spent the morning with. But will things be awkward because of happened that morning. I really hope not. He was quite good- looking and really not a bad sexual partner. I wouldn't mind another round with him. The thought made me smile. He had the nicest cock on him. I really wouldn't mind riding him again.
Then there was the man whose party it was. Who was he? And was he really as hunky as everyone said? Would I really be his type? Would I stand a change with him? And there my mind went off again in the only direction it knew. Sex.
Couldn't I think of anything else? Well it seemed not. Sex filled my mind till I finished my workout nearly an hour and a half later. When I walked out of the gymnasium it was raining cats and dogs and was suddenly more than too happy that I had decided to come with the car. With my towel held up above my hand I run the steps towards my car. The rain drops, big and heavy, icy cold against my warm sweaty body. The thought of getting the flu did cross my mind as I quickly unlock the car. I quickly opened the door and got in.
Starting the car I just couldn't believe the weather. It was so in contrast now with what it was that morning. The fact that this weather was perfect for being naked with someone in front of a fire place and with a bottle of red wine also popped up in my mind.
I was a sex addict, there was no two ways about it, I thought to myself as I reversed out of my parking bay. A loud bang behind me ripped me from my thoughts. Looking in the rear view mirror I saw a figure behind the car. My body started shaking; my heart was beating in my throat. Putting the car in neutral I opened the door and jumped out. A man stood there, drenched with rain still pouring down on him.
"Watch were you going asshole!" he shouted at me. Still in a state of panic that I might have reversed into him I stood there thinking of what a hunk of a man he was.
"I am so sorry, I didn't see you! Are you okay?" I asked.
He must have been easily over 6 feet tall and a block of a man. His with shirt wet and see through clung to his beefed up torso. He had massive biceps, his arms as hairy as his chest. He had a round and very handsome face, with a full beard that was neatly trimmed short. His hair was also short.
"Are you a fucking homophobe or something!" he asked, I stood their shocked by his words." Did you see me checking you out in the gymnasium and now you wanted to kill me?" he added. I suddenly burst out laughing. Here I was checking him out and he called me a homophobe. I have been called many things in my life. Homophobe wasn't one of them.
He looked at me with a frown on his handsome face, water dripping everywhere from him.
"What so funny?" he barked at me. I was dripping with water as well by that time as I lifted my hand pointing my finger at him.
"You are!" I said, I was still laughing."You do know there are other ways to get someone's attention without putting yourself in harm's way!" I said. His face relax and he smiled,
"Well flexing muscles didn't help in the gymnasium; I had to figure out other ways. Do I have your attention now?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yeah you do!"
"So are you going to have a drink with me, I means it's the least you can do for nearly killing me!" he said.
I just could help smiling,
"Now?" He nodded,
"Yeah now, why do you have someone waiting for you?"
I shook my head,
"No, but I am wet all over thanks to you and so are you!" I pointed it out to him.
"Well it is raining if you haven't noticed and I don't think they decline us entrance to a pub because we are soaked!"
He had a point, hunky or not, horny or not, I wasn't going to go with him to a pub looking and smelling like a wet dog.
"No!" I gave him my answer.
"No?" I asked very surprised. Not sure anyone had turned him down before in his life.
"No I am not going anywhere looking and smelling like a wet dog, but if you want to I do stay in a hotel not far from here, we can get something to drinks from room service and I will asked laundry services to dry your cloths, it's the least I could do for as you put it nearly killing you!" I said.
He grinned,
"First you tried to kill me and now you are trying to get me naked in your hotel room!" he shook his head.
"Listen, whoever you are-"I started to say but he interrupted me.
"Nathan, my friends call me Nate!" he said.
I sighed,
"Listen here Nate-"I was interrupted again.
"I said my friends called me Nate, not people that tried to run me over!"
I couldn't belief this man's attitude.
"Whatever, I do have a bathrobe, I won't look, that's my offer. If you want to have a drink with me it's going to me on my terms or nothing at all!" I said. "So you can stand there arguing with me or you can get into the car!" I added. He stood there, shocked looking straight at me, I was now more convinced than ever that this man wasn't used to people standing up to him.
Eventually he smiled and nodded at me,
"Okay, we'll have it your way, but you must promise me one thing?" he said.
I was really not in the mood for playing games while getting wet.
"What?"
"Promise me that you would go out with me tonight. It's obvious from the rental car that you are here on holiday. So let me take you out tonight and show you what Durban's got to offer at night!"
The man really liked me, I liked that,
"Unfortunately I already have plans for tonight!" I said.
"So do I, but afterwards?"
"Get in the car and we can discuss it!"
With his gym back on the back seat, we got into the car and I reversed out of my parking bay. His eyes never left me.
"So are we on for tonight?" he wanted to know. He was even more handsome this close up. I felt very small nest to him. I promised him that I would go out with him. I introduced myself to him and I apologised again for nearly driving over him and then he actually admitted that I wasn't even close to him. He just needed a way of getting my attention. He told me that he had a party that night that he wished he could get out of, but his family will disown him if he tried. He said he would have invited me to join him. I told him about my invitation saying that even if I would like to cancel I can't. I don't have any contact numbers of the people inviting me, I also told him that I hate being stood up so i will never do it onto others. He liked that.
I parked in the underground parking area at the hotel. I made sure to side step the lobby. I didn't want to be noticed by Nick. I felt guilty for sneaking up to my room, I wasn't sure why but I did and I was as nervous as hell. Not to mention horny. I found Nate the perfect specimen of manhood; if I thought Scott to be it I was wrong. Nate was perfect in any sense. I felt flattered that he had checked me out in the gymnasium, even if I didn't noticed. I already told him that and apologised for it as well. I told him that I was going through a tough time and that I had lost on my mind, telling him for what it's worth that I haven't noticed anyone in the gymnasium.
He was way beefier and more handsome than Scott, again I never thought that I would have been able to say that. I wouldn't mind getting naked with him, but I felt like not to rush it. Don't make a mistake, I was as horny as ever, and had a visible hardon to prove it, but there was something about this man, he was different.
He had more sex appeal than any other man I had ever seen and I was sure that sex with him would be magical. But I saw as more, way more, than just someone to have a quick sex session with. I really liked the guy, his whole personality, his manliness, his dominant attitude.
I really liked him! Trust me I wouldn't think twice before opening my legs for him.
We made it to the room safely without being spotted and I quickly unlocked the door. I hold the door for him and showed him the bathroom. I locked the door behind us.
"There are two bathrobes in there, I am sure one will fit you, or at least hide all the parts you don't want me to see!" I said as I walked past him to the small mini bar fridge. "What would you like to drink?" I asked while scanning the fridge.
"Do you beer in there?" he suddenly asked. He was standing right behind me. He was standing very close to me. I could feel the warmth his body radiated against me, even through my wet cloths. There were only two beers, I took them out.
"That's not going to be enough!" he said as I turned, my armed brushed against his bulky chest as I did. He didn't move as I hand him his beer. I looked up into his eyes and smiled,
"Well while you get out of your wet cloths I will call room service and order so more!" I could smell the sweetness of his cologne and I could also smell sweat, but I think that it was more likely to have been mine than his.
"Do you really want me naked that badly?" he asked.
"Yes!" I answered."No, I mean, what I mean is that I would like to send it down for you so that laundry can dry them for you before you get sick, and blaming me again for trying to kill you!" I said pushing him away softly so that I could get past him.
"So now you are looking out for my well being! I like it!" He said as he opens his beer taking a big sip! He put his beer down on the table next to the bed,. He pulled his shirt of over his head and he stood there looking at me.
Perfection, sorry but that was the only word that I could think of to describe the image in front of me. Like a perfectly sculptured bronze statue, his muscular chiselled body still wet, had a glow to it in down lighters from the roof. His still wet tracksuit pants low down on his hips, outlining his well endowed and very visible erection.
My mouth dry I opened my beer taking a massive sip. He had the most perfectly sculptured torso, bulky chest, plat abdomen with a perfect six pack; all covered in a fine layer or dark hair, each perfectly weaved into its place.
He had broad shoulders, massive biceps, not to muscular but perfect. A net work of bulging big blue veins run down his hairy forearms down to his big strong hands. Even his hands looked perfect, his nails perfectly manicured. I could find no flaw on this man's body.
Every inch of his hard muscular body was pure perfection. My eyes glance down at his wet pants. He must have read my mind, because he suddenly dropped his pants around his ankles climbing out of kicking it one side. He stood there in al nakedness. His 9 inch circumcised cock standing up at a forty-five degree angle pointing right at me. He had massive hairy balls hanging down equally massive muscular legs. He had the most impressive calves on him. My eyes danced over his body, taking mental pictures for later use.
Wow, what a man!
"Happy know?" he asked me.
I just nodded. I just couldn't tear my eyes of his body.
"Tell you what, why don't I take a shower quickly, while you make your call's then you can take a shower while I wait for room service!" he said.
Again I just nodded. I was speechless, I felt like an idiot. He saved me from myself by going to the bathroom. It took me a few seconds to regain myself control. I quickly went to the phone and called for room service. They put me through to laundry services and I promised them a big tip if they would come and get the cloths as quickly as possible and dry it for me.
Putting the phone down I walked to the window, it was still raining outside. I heard the shower going on in the bathroom. I felt a little light headed. God, what was this man doing to me. I hate feeling so out of control. I knew I didn't had sex with that many men before, and I know that I might think that every man I slept with might be some or other god. But this was different.
Nate was different.
And I also knew that I would never again meet another man like him again. He was an all around dream man, he had the complete package, a killer body, hairy, handsome, gorgeous smile and he clearly sweats sex appeal. He was without a doubt the sort of man every man wants to make his own. I wouldn't mind if it was at all possible having him for me, forever. He might be my dream man, but this wasn't a dream and I know too well that things will not progressed between us any further after today.
Reality check, I was going back to Pretoria on Tuesday.
"I'm finished, your turn!" I heard him saying behind me. Turning around I saw him standing there, drying his hair with his towel. He was still as naked as he was when he walked into the bathroom. This time I was able to handle his nakedness with more finesse.
"Thank you!" I said focusing on his face and not his manhood that started at me so invitingly. "I phoned for more beer and Laundry services. Just tell the ladies they will be tipped once they return the cloths!" I said as I walked past him to the bathroom.
In the bathroom I quickly got undressed and walked into a nice warm shower. The warmth caressing my body made me relax. I left the bathroom door open, only because he did. My back was to the door, hiding my erection from view. He might have seen it already, and he might know that I liked him; I just wasn't willing to advertise it. Behind me I heard a knock on the room's door. I heard Nate opening it, which means he must have seen me in the shower. He greeted the people friendly. They talked I couldn't hear everything, and then he closed the door again.
I was in deep thoughts again, something that was happening a lot to me these last day or so. I didn't hear Nate entering the bathroom. I didn't even hear him opening the shower door. I became aware of a cool draft against my body and I jumped around.
He just stood there with the biggest grin on his face. Handsome, hairy and hung, I needed only those three words to describe this perfect man. His cock still rock hard pointing at me. He's eyes studied my naked body.
"Well I thought I might wash your back as a thank you for sending my cloths down to laundry!" He said, so sincerely, so innocently. My cock jumped, at those words, and I could feel my face turning red,
"How can I refuse?" I said. He got into the shower and closed the door behind him. He pulled me into his arms. Our bodies came together as he laid his lips on mine, his beard, soft and silky against my face. Our hands exploring the others boy, our hard cocks throbbing as they grind against the others. Standing on my toes, my mind keeps on telling me that this wasn't happening. This was only a dream. There is no way a man like him could be into a guy like me.
Dream or not, I wasn't going to let this moment slip through my fingers.
There was plenty of intense kissing go on as our hunger for each other grows bigger. He was the one pulling away from the kiss first, taking deep breath as he smiled at me.
"Do you mind if we take this to the bedroom?" he asked me.
I had no words, still trying to catch my own breath. I just nodded in agreement. We got out off the shower drying us self's. Like a puppy dog I followed him into the room. I had sex many times these last few days, never once was I scared as I was then. Never once was I as shy as the.
Why now?
His whole presence was so dominating; I was scared that I might do something that he doesn't like, that I wouldn't be good enough. What if he realised that I wasn't what he wanted, that I was not what he was looking for.
I know it sounds stupid, but what if we have sex and then I don't see him again. Yeah I know that he was the one that checked me out first. He was the one faking an accident to get my attention. He was the one that invited me for a night on the town. He was the one that made the first move. Were his intentions for real or was it just his way of getting me into bed for a quickie.
I didn't want this to be a quick fuck. I really liked him. I wanted nothing more than to feel him deep inside me. I was ready for that. He had me horny and ready, but I didn't want this to be a once off thing.
But then again, once with a man like him, might be better than never. His hand on my chin he lift my face up so his,
"You okay?" he asked.
I looked up in to his eyes and smiled,
"Better than ever." I lied. His face move down to mine and his lips touched mine. My lips parted automatically and his tongue darted into my mouth. His arms wrapped me in to his embrace, his body hard and warm against mine.
Last time with him or not, I surrendered myself to him. I wrapped my arms around him. Pressing my cock against his, grinding mine against his as was stood there kissing. We pulled me down on the bed; I was lying on top of him. More intense kissing followed as I felt those big strong hands caressing my back, down to my bubble ass. His hands on my ass cheeks, he grabbed it squeezing it pushing my groin harder down on his. His cock throbbing hard against mine, we moaned into each other's mouths. I felt his fingers exploring my crack, felt his fingers against my hole. Bolt of pure electrifying pleasure shot through my whole body. I pushed my hips up, showing him that I liked what he was doing and that I wanted more.
More soft pleasurable moans followed.
With quick movements and showing of his strength he flipped me onto my back. His legs between mine, holding him up with his hands those sexy brown eyes looked down at me. My heart skipped a beat. His eyes showed more than just lust. His eyes showed admiration. Whether it was my imagination or not, but I saw emotions towards me in those eyes, I am sure it was the same emotions that he could see in mine.
"Fuck!" he said, his breathing deep and hard."I haven't done this for so long. I have forget about how good it feels!" he said as his head moved down to mine, kissing me on my forehead, my cheeks, all over my neck down to my heaving chest. Every time his lips touched my skin it felt like tiny bolts of electricity that shot through me.
He found my nipples, my big juicy erect and very sensitive nipples. He kissed the one then the other, sucking them gently on to his mouth, teasing it with his tongue, nibbling them softly. My whole being was on fire, I grabbed the bed spread in my fists, biting down hard on my lips, I just couldn't control the moans and groans of pleasure that Nate was giving me. He lifted his hips, as he moved down further down my body, licking kissing every inch of me as he worked his way down to my belly button. I could me pre-cum oozed cock head sliding against his furry body as he moved down.
I was lost in total ecstasy. Nate was driving me mad; my cock had a life of his own, wanted some of the attention that he was giving the rest of my body. I felt the warmth of his breath in my groin, then his tongue sweeping up from the base of my cock up to my cockhead. The warm wetness of his tongue sends waves of pleasure through me. His tongue danced over my cock head, gathering al the pre-cum in his mouth, savouring the taste before he opened his mouth and sucked my cock into his mouth and down his throat. I am not going to lie. The feeling was so intense, so magical that I had tried with all might not to have lost it there and then.
His head moved up and down on my cock, sucking my cock hard as his tongue danced over my cock base. I felt one of his hands on my balls. He took it in his hand, rolling it around in his hand, squeezing it, pulling it, making me moan loudly with indescribable pleasures. My whole was tingling all over. Every inch of my body became sensitive. I could feel my orgasm creeping up on me. I wasn't going to let this be over so quickly.
Through all the load moaning and groaning I warned him that he was going to end up with a flood of cum if he doesn't stop. Seemed to me we had the same thing on our minds as he lifted his head up and let go of my cock. His tongue glided down my cock base down to my balls. Kissing them, he suck them one for one in to his mouth, sucking them hard before letting go.
I felt his hands on my thighs pushing them further apart as his tongue moved further down. He lifted my legs on to his broad shoulders, giving him easier access to my ass. I felt his fingers in my crack, felt his thumbs against my hole, spreading my crack, then the most incredible sensation as I felt his tongue licking over and around my hole. My whole body on fire as his tongue entered me. It felt great. I tried to keep my moans under control. I had no success. He worked my ass with his tongue, licking penetrating me, giving me the best rim job ever.
Finger followed, one then two, to be honest he could have done to me whatever he wanted. I was no longer in control of me or my body. I was in his hands, in his hands to do as he pleased. My head was spinning, my body on fire as he continues to suck and fuck my ass with his tongue and fingers.
Then he stopped.
Dropping my legs from his shoulders he crawled back up over me, his cock poking at my asshole as his lips touched mine. He moved his hips back and forth, his cock moving against my hungry ass had me all moaning and groaning into his mouth. His tongue danced with mine.
I wanted him in me. I spread my legs more, lifted my hips. I wanted to be fucked my Nate, and I wanted it now. His groans filled my mouth as his cock slide back and forth against my gaping hole. He wanted to fuck me. He wanted to fuck me as badly as I wanted to feel him in me.
He pulled up from the kiss, again his breathing hard and deep; sweat was forming in his forehead.
"What are you doing to me; I can't remember when last I needed someone like I need you today. " he said, his eyes a little too serious for my liking, but his smile as warm as ever, "I can't remember when last I had this urge to fuck someone so badly like I do know!" he added.
I smiled at him,
"Go for it!" I said to him, "Please fuck me, I need to feel you in me!" I nearly begged him. Honestly, I don't know if I was just horny and needed dick up my ass, or if was more than that, that I needed him inside me, whichever he complied with me.
He wanted to know how I would like it, and I told him any way as long as I can look him in the eye as he fucked me.
Getting on to his knees between my legs he grabbed a few pillows and put it under my hips lifted ass for easy access. My legs back over his shoulder he positioned him between my thighs. Lifted his hips I felt his cock pressing against my hole. He pressed his hips forward, I felt his cock pressing against my hole, I relax, feeling his cockhead breaking through the rim,
"Sorry it's been a while and you had me so horny I am afraid that this might not last as a want it to be!" he said as his cock moved in deeper into me. I contracted my ass muscles hugging his throbbing cock as it slowly entered me, making him moan with pleasure.
"Well there will be other times, right?" I asked.
He smiled,
"Take my word there will be!" he said as he suddenly rammed his cock in all the way, hitting my prostate, making me yell with pleasure as the whole room around him seemed to be filled with stars. He kept his cock their buried deep inside my.
"You feel so good around my cock!" he said as he slowly pulled his cock back and then ramming it back in. "I can stay like this the whole day!" he added, as he repeat is actions again. Making me moan with pure lust and indescribable sensations each time his cock collided with my prostate.
"You will have no complaints from me!" I said, as he rammed his cock into me one more time. With his hands on my legs he pressed my legs flat against my stomach as he started to fuck me with a slow rhythm. In and out his cock moved in me, giving me more pleasure imaginable. My own cock was bouncing up and down on my stomach, pre-cum oozing out, pre-cum flying all over the place as he quickened his rhythm. He fuck my ass with all his might waves of pleasure shooting up through my body every time he rammed his cock back into me. His was moaning uncontrollably, his eyes never left mine, as he kept on telling me how great it felt, how good I made him feel.
I didn't know about him, but all the grinding against my prostate, was bringing me closer to my orgasm. I didn't want the pleasures I was experiencing to end, but he did say that this wouldn't be the last time. I felt every muscle in me contracting, I tried to fight my orgasm, and his humping didn't make it any easier. My whole body was contrasted and I just could keep my orgasm at bay anymore.
With a loud scream of pure ecstasy I relaxed. Without touching myself once my cock explodes shooting cum all over us. My whole body shook like crazy as my ass muscles contracted and relaxed around his cock still ramming my ass heart and deep.
"Fuck!" he yelled as he rammed his cock back into my ass one last time as he exploded in me, filling my insides with his steamy hot cum. As his orgasm subsided he fell down on me, his body warm and sweaty as he kissed me. The kiss was soft and tender while we enjoy the afterglow of our orgasms. His cock remained in me, like mine it didn't seem to have any intentions of going soft!
We had a second and a third round before our cocks finally went soft. Rolling of me he laid next to me. Both of us trying to catch our breaths, our heart were racing, our bodies sticky from cum and sweat. He turned his head looking at me.
"Thank you!" he said
"Thank you!" I replied as I turned my head staring at ceiling. If I had mixed feeling before the time I was ever more confused right now. I had liked him long before he had given me three orgasms in a row. Truth is I was in love. No it wasn't just words, it wasn't just because of the afterglow of our orgasm, I was in love.
And I knew it then and there that this wasn't going to end well for me! I know thinks what you like, drama queen, whatever. With the afterglow of sex still wearing off I actually felt like crying. I jumped of the bed and went onto the bathroom. I closed the door behind me. . .
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