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Speaker 2: Wild and Bad. Her Friends Reunited second Chance Sexy Romance
Speaker 2: with more than a hint of BDSM. The party is
Speaker 2: ending for the first time in forty years and Jane
Speaker 2: is staring into the eyes at the man she once
Speaker 2: loved with all her heart, the man she gave her
Speaker 2: virginity too, the man that left at to travel abroad,
Speaker 2: the man that captured her heart and then broke it
Speaker 2: into Now with him in front of her, after all
Speaker 2: this time, has it just been too long? Have they
Speaker 2: both changed too much to even talk civilly? He is
Speaker 2: still the love of her life? But is that just
Speaker 2: her rose tinted spectacles clouding her sense? Ay, it's develin
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Speaker 2: or so, it's just you and my voice. This is
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Speaker 2: in this story. The remaining moments of the party drifted
Speaker 2: into a low hum of people talking in stolen whispers
Speaker 2: of conversations too intimate and private to share. The light
Speaker 2: seemed dim in the old school hall, as if following
Speaker 2: the mood, the glittipore spiraled lazily, casting shards of light
Speaker 2: over the empty beer bottles and strewn bodies, a glittapol
Speaker 2: for fuck's sake, Everyone in this room was pushing sixty.
Speaker 2: Why the hell did they need it? Glittable? Howdly like
Speaker 2: anyone was going to break into any sort of disco
Speaker 2: dance now, Jane thought as she looked back up at Mark.
Speaker 2: Even in the limited light, he was still beautiful, as
Speaker 2: beautiful as he had been forty years ago when they
Speaker 2: last danced on this very floor, in those days before
Speaker 2: he announced he was leaving to work abroad, and those
Speaker 2: days before he broke her heart. His soulful eyes reflected
Speaker 2: the glitterble shards of light. Somehow they still smiled as
Speaker 2: brightly as they had all those years ago. So how
Speaker 2: was Europe? Jane asked, trying to ignore the elephant in
Speaker 2: the room and the emotions that she had bottled up
Speaker 2: for so long. Two divorces and three children later, and
Speaker 2: this man still had some effect over her, something that
Speaker 2: made her stomach tighten and her thighs tremble just by
Speaker 2: his presence. It was an experience, but it would have
Speaker 2: been much better if I'd shared it with somebody else,
Speaker 2: if I'm honest. A glint in his eyes fell liquored,
Speaker 2: as if he were suggesting an idea, an idea that
Speaker 2: had played out in Jane's mind every day for forty years.
Speaker 2: I couldn't have gone, Mark. We discussed that at the time.
Speaker 2: Of course, if you had stayed in touch as you
Speaker 2: promised to do, I could have joined you after college.
Speaker 2: I have my work bag stolen while I was traveling
Speaker 2: through Portugal. It had my address book in so I
Speaker 2: just couldn't. I did send you letters every week up
Speaker 2: until that point, he said, gruffly, sounding a little hurt.
Speaker 2: I knew you did, Mark, and I still have everyone,
Speaker 2: and Jane said, raising her fingers to his face, tracing
Speaker 2: his firm jawel line the stubble of his beard, tingled
Speaker 2: on her fingertips, something he didn't have all those years ago.
Speaker 2: So what of the European girls like them? She asked playfully,
Speaker 2: trying to lighten the sullen atmosphere. Oh, I wouldn't know,
Speaker 2: he replied, a broad grin spreading across his sensuous lips.
Speaker 2: Without speaking, markling din and kissed her lips gently. The
Speaker 2: heat of his breath echoed thoughts of teenage lust, taking
Speaker 2: Jane right back to that moment she gave herself for
Speaker 2: the first time. They had planned it, taken their time,
Speaker 2: but it was still fumbled. But once he initial sting
Speaker 2: had passed, the pleasure was there. The pleasure of feeling
Speaker 2: herself filled with the young man she had led. A
Speaker 2: gentle heat rose between her thighs as she pressed her
Speaker 2: lips harder against him. Their tongues entwined with a never
Speaker 2: forgotten passion. Mark pushed his fingers through her hair, massaging
Speaker 2: the back of her neck, slowly sending shockwaves of electricity
Speaker 2: cascading through her body. It may have been forty years ago,
Speaker 2: but every sensation she felt was like it was just yesterday,
Speaker 2: something she had never been able to replicate with another man,
Speaker 2: Why don't we do a tour of the old place,
Speaker 2: Mark whispered as he pulled his head back. Wonder the
Speaker 2: corridors like Los Soals you mean, and then just end
Speaker 2: up back here, Jane asked, wondering just where they might
Speaker 2: go in the old school building. Oh, they never locked
Speaker 2: all the rooms, don't you remember we used to hide
Speaker 2: out in the gym and smoke weed after parties. His
Speaker 2: voice resonated with the mischievous that he had been so
Speaker 2: well known for as a teenager. Oh, I don't think
Speaker 2: I was involved in anything like that, Jane said, and
Speaker 2: smiling coyly. Of course you weren't. You were such a
Speaker 2: good girl, Mark replied, taking her hand and leading her
Speaker 2: from the hall. The Dimney Lick corridors echoed their footsteps,
Speaker 2: marking their journey back to their youth. The doors to
Speaker 2: the Gem loomed large in front of them. No doubt
Speaker 2: it was never originally intended to be a gem, possibly
Speaker 2: a dining home, something reflected by the oversized doors. I
Speaker 2: bet this moved still works, Mark said, as he grasped
Speaker 2: the handle of the door and turned it sharply before
Speaker 2: striking the door with his knee and just below the lock.
Speaker 2: The door creaked open in resistant response. You remember that
Speaker 2: after all this time, Jane asked, Her voice failed and shocked. Oh,
Speaker 2: I remember every from that time, Mars said, his eyes
Speaker 2: glimmering with suggestion as his smile whitened. Looking around the
Speaker 2: expanse of the gym. It really hadn't changed and all
Speaker 2: this time, Yes, a school budget didn't extend to upgrading
Speaker 2: the gym, Mark said, in a hushed, almost reverent tone.
Speaker 2: The wooden climbing frames still adorned the walls, jump ropes
Speaker 2: hung from hooks, The omnipresence vaulting horse still occupied its
Speaker 2: own corner. Jane's fingers traced over the grain of the
Speaker 2: wooden climbing frames, nostalgia echoing in her touch. Remember when
Speaker 2: Andrea went with mister Rose, the gym instructor Marcus smiling,
Speaker 2: Mark smiled a lot. He was always upbeat and playful,
Speaker 2: something Jane loved about him. How can I forget the
Speaker 2: place was crawling with cops because they thought someone was
Speaker 2: being murdered, Jane replied, smiling back at him. Who would
Speaker 2: have thought she would make that much? Noisuring sex? She
Speaker 2: was so quiet in class, Mark said, his eyes fixated
Speaker 2: on Jane's. She hasn't been to a reunion since either.
Speaker 2: I believe she's a child therapist now, Jane said, looking
Speaker 2: over the jump ropes. But I came to everyone on
Speaker 2: the off chance, Jane continued wistfully, the off chance. Marghast, Yeah,
Speaker 2: I've seen you again, silly, she said, staring at the ropes,
Speaker 2: not wanting to see the look in his eyes, as
Speaker 2: she feared would tell a story of disappointment. Suddenly his
Speaker 2: arms were around her, the heat of his body pressing
Speaker 2: through her dress, his breath dancing over her ears. Jane,
Speaker 2: I'm not the same boy that left this place. I've
Speaker 2: changed a dark onlmnest tone resonated in his words and
Speaker 2: darkening the room. What do you mean you've changed. We've
Speaker 2: all changed and grown up, Mark, It's not something so dark,
Speaker 2: Jane replied, leaning her head back against his shoulder, inviting
Speaker 2: his kiss to her exposed neck that she loved so much.
Speaker 2: Mark pressed her tightly against the climbing frame, her fingers
Speaker 2: grasping the wooden rungs lifting her dress. The cool air
Speaker 2: in the gym bitter to exposed us. Without warning, the
Speaker 2: palm of Mark's hands spanked hard against her ash cheek,
Speaker 2: sending a warm, burning sensation through her body. Once the
Speaker 2: shock had died down and the heat remained, a surprising
Speaker 2: wave of pleasure gripped her body, forcing a gentle moan
Speaker 2: to drop from her lips. Jane pressed her ass back
Speaker 2: against him, his growing cock pressing at her from behind
Speaker 2: his pants. Again, his hand punished her ass, heightening the
Speaker 2: sensations moving through her, the heat moving through her thighs
Speaker 2: and teasing her already wet lips. Jane was powerless to
Speaker 2: do anything but push back against him. Whips and chains?
Speaker 2: Is it, mark, Jane asked, a little concerned how far
Speaker 2: this might go? Not exactly, he said, his hands spanking
Speaker 2: her again, a wealth of pleasure erupting from her mouth.
Speaker 2: I prefer it more sensual than just punishment, he whispered,
Speaker 2: his breath, burning her ears. His hands slowly cured, dressing
Speaker 2: the burning flesh of her ass, his fingers pressing between
Speaker 2: her thighs, firmly stroking the folds of her wet pussy
Speaker 2: through her panties. Jane's body trembled at dis caress. Taunted
Speaker 2: by the desire growing within her, she pressed her hips back,
Speaker 2: inviting his fingers inside her not yet, not until I say,
Speaker 2: he whispered, his lips brushing her ears, his tongue caressing
Speaker 2: a slow line down the sensitive skin of her neck.
Speaker 2: His fingers eased back along her pussy, slowly drawing the
Speaker 2: knee through every cell in her body, pushing her panties
Speaker 2: to one side. His fingers caressed her ass, sliding between
Speaker 2: her cheeks, his fingertip teasing her most at rosette. Relax,
Speaker 2: he whispered as his fingers slipped gently inside her ass,
Speaker 2: masarging it slowly. There was a hint of pain, followed
Speaker 2: by the glow of pleasure that reminded Jane of her
Speaker 2: first time, his fingers thrusting slowly into arass, caressing inside
Speaker 2: stimulating hotspots Jane didn't know existed. Biting the rung of
Speaker 2: the climbing frame to try and stop screaming in pleasure,
Speaker 2: Jane could only gasp her desire and desperate frustration spread
Speaker 2: through her thighs to invite him inside her again. Don't move,
Speaker 2: he whispered, his footsteps echoing in the cavernous expanse of
Speaker 2: the gym. Within seconds, he was behind her again, his
Speaker 2: body hot, his cocks swallowing hard against her her neck. Gently,
Speaker 2: he dragged the edge of his teeth down her skin,
Speaker 2: forcing the fire to grow within her cor Are you
Speaker 2: okay with this? He whispered, Yes, I think so, just
Speaker 2: not real pain, spanking and teasing. I'm okay with she replied,
Speaker 2: between gasps. I would never hurt you, Jane, not like that.
Speaker 2: Pick a random word, he commanded. Without thinking, Jane uttered,
Speaker 2: vault okay, Mark said, biting gently on her Yelowe. If
Speaker 2: it gets too much, just say vault and I will stop,
Speaker 2: his voice resonating through her body, his fingers sliding between hers.
Speaker 2: Close your eyes, he said, as his hand tightened around hers. Closed,
Speaker 2: he asked. Jane just nodded her response, good girl. Now
Speaker 2: keep him closed, he said, as he led her away
Speaker 2: from the climbing frame. Jane suddenly felt as if she
Speaker 2: was stepping into a chasm, leaving her insecurities and inhibitions behind,
Speaker 2: trusting this mad she hadn't seen in forty years. Okay,
Speaker 2: stand here, he said as he stopped. Keep your eyes closed.
Speaker 2: His hand reached behind her, releasing the zipper and address.
Speaker 2: He let it fall to the ground. Jane was suddenly
Speaker 2: relieved her eyes were closed. The last time Mark had
Speaker 2: seen her naked was forty years ago, and she had
Speaker 2: been a lot slimmer back then. She would have hated
Speaker 2: to see the disappointment at his eyes as his gaze
Speaker 2: moved over her two ample curves stepp the dress, he said.
Speaker 2: Jane felt oddly more naked as she stepped out of
Speaker 2: the folds of material at her feet, despite the dress
Speaker 2: doing nothing to hide her shame as it lay around
Speaker 2: her ankles, wishing like how she had worn her sexy
Speaker 2: our underwear. She could feel the warm caress of a
Speaker 2: blush mingling with the burning heat of anticipation. She opened
Speaker 2: her lips to apologize for her body, to explain that
Speaker 2: she had borne three kids and that took its toll,
Speaker 2: along with not being able to go to the gym
Speaker 2: for years, because she was looking after them. As if
Speaker 2: reading her mind, Mark raised a single finger to her
Speaker 2: lips and said softly, not a word, as his finger
Speaker 2: traced down her lips, her chin, her neck, and caressed
Speaker 2: her breast, teasing around reck nipple slowly. Jane shuddered in response.
Speaker 2: Goose bumps are rutting over her skin. I love your body,
Speaker 2: he whispered, his breath burning at her ears as his
Speaker 2: fingers slid down the curves of her stomach, his hands
Speaker 2: sliding between her thighs and cupping her pussy, his thumbs
Speaker 2: stroking her clip through her sudden panties. Jane's hips raised
Speaker 2: to meet his caress, wanting more, and as soon as
Speaker 2: her hips lifted, suddenly his hand dropped away. Jane moaned
Speaker 2: in disappointment, being somehow cold from the lack of his touch.
Speaker 2: Stepping around her, Mark took her hand and said, take
Speaker 2: a step backward. Obediently, Jane stepped backward. The warm caress
Speaker 2: of the vaulting horse pressed against her ass As he
Speaker 2: led her hand back further, Jane had no option but
Speaker 2: to bend her back, laying along the horse. With a quick,
Speaker 2: well practiced movement, Mild fed to jump ropes through her
Speaker 2: wrist and secured her against the hand grips of the
Speaker 2: vaulting horse. Her body prone, he stepped away from her again.
Speaker 2: With her darkened vision, she clung to the sound of
Speaker 2: his foot full on the wooden floor. He was in
Speaker 2: front of her again that she could hear. The anticipation
Speaker 2: of what was next coursed her body, gripping her mind.
Speaker 2: His fingers eased inside the waistband of her panties sliding
Speaker 2: down her legs. All Jane could do was wonder if
Speaker 2: she trimmed enough earlier, or did she just look like
Speaker 2: a shrubbery explosion. There was the briefest sensation of his
Speaker 2: breath against her calves, forcing her to writhe gently on
Speaker 2: the horse, and then suddenly the wet cotton of her
Speaker 2: panties was pressed against her eyes, the twisted material wrapped
Speaker 2: and secured around her head. Again, his breath was upon
Speaker 2: her ear his lust palpable with every warm whisper as
Speaker 2: he slid his lips down her neck, kissing, teasing, as
Speaker 2: his tongue traced his desire across every cell, biting gently,
Speaker 2: Marks slid his hand down her breast, rolling them beneath
Speaker 2: his palm, before pinching each nipple in turn, dragging them
Speaker 2: harder between his finger and thumb, forcing Jane's body to
Speaker 2: arch in response, pressing her breast up against his hand,
Speaker 2: releasing her nipples. Disappointment once again cascaded through Jane's body.
Speaker 2: Her pussy was swollen with desire, with need. Forty years
Speaker 2: of empty sex created a dam of desire in her
Speaker 2: body that was ready to blow his lips, kissed at
Speaker 2: the curse of her breast, slowly, his tongue easing across
Speaker 2: them as he discovered her nipples. His low, warm tones
Speaker 2: vibrated through the erect knobs as he whispered, I've always
Speaker 2: loved your breast his lips, sucking them, tracing his tournue
Speaker 2: slowly along her nipple, tormenting it tighter as his hand
Speaker 2: pressed between her thighs, easing them apart. As he took
Speaker 2: her nipple between his teeth, pulling it. Jane could only
Speaker 2: response by moaning loudly, her own hands reaching up and
Speaker 2: running through his hair, pulling him tighter, cupping her pussy
Speaker 2: once again. His fingers teased at her lips, stroking them
Speaker 2: up and down. The entire length is his thumb brushed
Speaker 2: over her swollen clip. You know, he whispered against her nipple.
Speaker 2: I can feel your clip throbbing harder when I do this.
Speaker 2: Before the last word left his lips, his teeth dragged
Speaker 2: along the length of her nipple. Jane's fingers tightened in
Speaker 2: his hair, gripping it in bunches and pulling him hard
Speaker 2: against her. Suddenly, his fingers pressed inside her pussy, thrusting firmly,
Speaker 2: pushing along her walls. Her coal gripped him firmly as
Speaker 2: he thrust in and out her lips, sucking along his fingers,
Speaker 2: wanting more, wanting deeper. Jane's pelvis lifted of its own devices,
Speaker 2: forcing his fingers deeper. I love how your pussy feels
Speaker 2: as I finger fuck you, Jane, he whispered against her breast,
Speaker 2: his carnal words fueling her desire, pushing her hips further
Speaker 2: against his hand, the sensation swirling through a core. Her
Speaker 2: pussy trembled on the edge of its precipice, her orgasm
Speaker 2: ready to exploded. And then his fingers were gone, her
Speaker 2: pussy empty once again, her orgasm slowly fading. Not yet,
Speaker 2: he said, not until I say. Without warning, his hand
Speaker 2: caressed a pussy with a brutal spank, the sting resonating
Speaker 2: through her body before subsiding, and the vicious wildfire of need,
Speaker 2: and the vicious wildfire of need tormenting her body once again,
Speaker 2: kissing over the folds of her stomach, his breath teased
Speaker 2: every inches he lowered his head. Jane parted her thighs,
Speaker 2: welcoming his lips, his breath, his tongue, and brushing his
Speaker 2: mouth over her lips. His tongue flicked briefly at her
Speaker 2: clit before he kissed down the inside of her thigh.
Speaker 2: The stubble of his beard tingled at the soft skin,
Speaker 2: fueling her torment. Brushing his lips gently along her leg,
Speaker 2: The whisper of his breath caressed her desire, demanding it
Speaker 2: to groan. Her nerves tingled as he drew soft circles
Speaker 2: on her knee with his tongue before kissing back up
Speaker 2: her leg, his hair brushing ahead, building the anticipation of
Speaker 2: waiting for his lips back on her pussy once again.
Speaker 2: Her fingers pressed her lips apart, exposing her clit as
Speaker 2: he brushed his lips over it. Glowing gently. The gentle
Speaker 2: rush of hair pummeled jane senses into submission, her thighs
Speaker 2: tensing awaiting his attention, and then the flick of his
Speaker 2: tongue circling her clit, sucking it as his fingers pushed
Speaker 2: inside her once again. Jane's body tends to the sensation
Speaker 2: of being filled once more. His tongue flicked her clit,
Speaker 2: sucking it between his teeth as his fingers thrust in
Speaker 2: and out come for me now, he said the words,
Speaker 2: vibrating against her clit. Jane's body exploded, with her orgasm
Speaker 2: writhing under the unyielding caress of his tongue. The waves
Speaker 2: of pleasure cascaded up and down her body, her pussy
Speaker 2: clutching at his fingers like a ravenous animal. Suddenly they
Speaker 2: were gone, finding her ass quickly and efficiently, Mark pushed
Speaker 2: his fingers inside there, massaging along her back passage as
Speaker 2: his tongue unrelentingly pummeled her clid, biting it, perpetuating her orgasm,
Speaker 2: grasping his hair tightly. As a orgasm sparreled through her body,
Speaker 2: twisting her into a state of blissful confusion. Please, she
Speaker 2: vanished between moans, ignoring her pleats. Maud thrust his tongue
Speaker 2: between her lips, pushing inside, the tip, flicking furiously along
Speaker 2: her throbbing pussy, slipping another finger inside her ass. Her
Speaker 2: hips pushed up at the sensation, gripping every cell his
Speaker 2: unrelenting tongue invading her pussy relentlessly. Jane's mind slipped from
Speaker 2: a grasp as wave after wave of orgasm pummeled her body.
Speaker 2: Then suddenly he stopped. He stood between her thighs, turning
Speaker 2: her slightly and lifting her legs against his shoulders, enabling
Speaker 2: his cock to push his side her clutching pussy while
Speaker 2: he fingered herrass, feeling the two motions in beautiful symphony.
Speaker 2: In the darkness of her makeshift blindfold, lies flickered across
Speaker 2: her vision as his cock thrust inside her, stretching her lips,
Speaker 2: his fingers massaging inside her ass, his cockhead pushing along
Speaker 2: the walls of her pussy. Jane screamed out in pleasure,
Speaker 2: her mind sinking quickly into a cavern of lustful delight.
Speaker 2: Her pussy clutched along his length, desperate to feel the
Speaker 2: heat of his seed filling her, completing her. The sensation
Speaker 2: of his hard cock throbbing inside her fueled the relentless
Speaker 2: orgasm spiraling through her body, her sanity disappearing with every
Speaker 2: wave of pleasure. Suddenly, his cock swelled inside her, his
Speaker 2: body stiffened, and a warm heat filled her pussy, intensifying
Speaker 2: her pleasure. As he came inside her, Mark dipped his
Speaker 2: head as his cock slipped from her pussy, kissing down
Speaker 2: her breaths her stomach. Jane realized where this was leading
Speaker 2: and said fault Mark stopped and stood, Reaching forward his
Speaker 2: fingers slipped the makeshift blindfold from her eyes and released
Speaker 2: her hands. Blinking in the dim light, she looked at
Speaker 2: the man she had known so many years ago, up
Speaker 2: and down. He had certainly gained a little weight, but
Speaker 2: to her he still looked good, and, judging by the
Speaker 2: remains of his erection, the feeling was reciprocated. Leaning forward,
Speaker 2: she took his still trembling cock and kissed the tip gently.
Speaker 2: His shudder resonated along his shaft, causing a smile to
Speaker 2: a rupt across her lips. Sorry to stop you, but
Speaker 2: I think I would have fainted if you carried on,
Speaker 2: she whispered, her eyes caressing his. And that's a bad thing,
Speaker 2: he said, simply. Well, maybe not on a vaulting horse.
Speaker 2: So a nice safe bed next time, pa, he asked,
Speaker 2: before moaning loudly as Jane slipped his cock inside her mouth,
Speaker 2: the taste of both their pleasure teasing her tongue exquisitely.
Speaker 2: As long as you promised not to disappear abroad on
Speaker 2: me again, she said, as I combined condurable down her chin. Deal,
Speaker 2: he said, before moaning again as his cock twitched as
Speaker 2: Jane's fingers massaged his bulls firmly. Well, I hope you
Speaker 2: enjoyed that story. Next week, yes, we have a new story,
Speaker 2: so join me then. But until then, and always with
Speaker 2: your pleasure in mind, this is Devil and Wild, wishing
Speaker 2: you solacious dreams.