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Speaker 1: The rain crashes down on hands already dripping hair. The
Speaker 1: clouds threatened a storm that she hopes would stay away
Speaker 1: for at least another hour. She watches him dancing across
Speaker 1: the field as she does every Saturday morning, the promise
Speaker 1: of so much pounding in his young legs. Of course,
Speaker 1: socer had never been her idea. It was his dad's,
Speaker 1: But then where was his dad? As usual, all talk
Speaker 1: and finger pointing at Anne and no actual substance. She
Speaker 1: cheered Johnny. Of course she did. He was her son
Speaker 1: and she was proud of him whatever he did, even
Speaker 1: if she didn't understand the rules of the game. He
Speaker 1: was kicking the ball and he seemed to be getting
Speaker 1: past everyone else, So that was good, right. She sure
Speaker 1: hoped so, because she was cheering as loud as her
Speaker 1: lungs would allow. Seeing his final strike at the ball
Speaker 1: and watching it majestically strike the back of the net
Speaker 1: just filled her with so much joy her chest felt
Speaker 1: like it might burst. Jumping up and down on the spot,
Speaker 1: she didn't notice the rain pouring down her face and
Speaker 1: shirt slipping as she landed in the mud. She managed
Speaker 1: to save herself from falling face first with an outstretched arm. However,
Speaker 1: the mud did managed to cover her arm, coat and shirt.
Speaker 1: Despite the mud, despite the rain, she was still gleefully
Speaker 1: unaware when the whistle blew and the children filed off
Speaker 1: the pitch toward the changing rooms. As the parents moved
Speaker 1: away to find cover from the rain, knowing it would
Speaker 1: be at least another hour of team showers and whatever
Speaker 1: else they did in the den of their changing rooms,
Speaker 1: and stood alone on the field, turning her gaze met
Speaker 1: the familiar brown eyes of her ex husband. Suddenly all
Speaker 1: her relation was gone. His lips curled into a strained
Speaker 1: smile that she had once found so sexy, but now
Speaker 1: it just reminded her of the crawel that lived behind
Speaker 1: that fake smile. Did they win, he asked, his eyes
Speaker 1: tracing the mud over her wet shirt. They did, and
Speaker 1: Johnny scored the winning goal. She said triumphantly. Oh good,
Speaker 1: tell him I was here all the time, Chris. I'm
Speaker 1: not getting dragged into your lines with Johnny. He was
Speaker 1: bad enough when we were together, she responded, her mood
Speaker 1: dropping as her anger rose. Without warning, his hand lashed
Speaker 1: out and grabbed her hair tightly. You always were a
Speaker 1: selfish bitch. Won't lie to Johnny, won't lie to the cops,
Speaker 1: So he's about just you and your fucking morals, he
Speaker 1: bit out, twisting her hair painfully, and from nowhere, a
Speaker 1: hand appeared, grabbing Chris's arms as a deep voice said,
Speaker 1: let the lady go. Chris sneered as he turned to
Speaker 1: face the young man that stood next to him. Say nothing.
Speaker 1: He just released his grip and walked away, spitting at
Speaker 1: the ground as they both watched him return to his car. Eventually,
Speaker 1: she simply said thanks to the young man, suddenly embarrassingly
Speaker 1: aware of how messy she looked. She had actually tried
Speaker 1: to dress up before the soccer game to day, but
Speaker 1: now all her effort was gone, as she looked like
Speaker 1: she had been dragged across the field through the mud.
Speaker 1: I'm Jewles, I run the Rising Stars program, the resonant
Speaker 1: voice echoed through her body. His sparkling blue eyes bored
Speaker 1: into her. Feeling a little overwhelmed by the intensity of
Speaker 1: the chemistry that sparked between them, and could only whisper
Speaker 1: I'm an Johnny's mum, a blush spreading over her body.
Speaker 1: You look like you need to dry off. You know
Speaker 1: the kids will be a while before they get out
Speaker 1: of the changing room, every word dripping with the promise
Speaker 1: of pleasure as he spoke and just nodded in response,
Speaker 1: her mind too confused to form coherent sentences. Following him
Speaker 1: across the fields, he led them into a small room
Speaker 1: set away from the grass. It seemed to be some
Speaker 1: sort of office. Come therapy room, your office, she managed,
Speaker 1: watching him move behind her in the full length mirror
Speaker 1: on the wall. Yeah, and I do physio for the club.
Speaker 1: When it's needed, he whispered in her ear from behind,
Speaker 1: as his hand slid her coat off her shoulder. The
Speaker 1: heat of his body pressed against hers through her wet clothes,
Speaker 1: his breath seeming to Caressn's neck, sending a shudder of
Speaker 1: long forgotten anticipation through her body. Without moving his head,
Speaker 1: his breath seemed to develop a mind of its own,
Speaker 1: caressing the nape of her neck, immersed in the pleasure
Speaker 1: of his distant caress. Her eyes closed of their own accord,
Speaker 1: hiding the sensations moving through her nerves. As his fingertips
Speaker 1: slide her coat on her arms, a torrent of goosebumps
Speaker 1: are rubbed from behind his touch. Trying to resist the
Speaker 1: desire already flaming in her core, and boils her hands
Speaker 1: into fists. His fingers discovered the soft flesh on the
Speaker 1: inside of her forearms, slowly moving lower, and can only
Speaker 1: bite her bottom lip to suppress a moan. She never
Speaker 1: realized her skins could be so sensitive, the combination of
Speaker 1: the chill from the earlier rain and the sensuously warm
Speaker 1: touch of his fingers forcing her desire higher feeling. The
Speaker 1: weight of her coat dropped from her body and shivered
Speaker 1: as a kiss of breeze pressed against the wet material
Speaker 1: of her shirt, the mud making it cling tighter to
Speaker 1: her breast. She dared not open her eyes, as it
Speaker 1: might only confirmed how erect her nipples were, the sensation
Speaker 1: swirling inside her firm nubs only betraying the aching between
Speaker 1: her thighs. As he opened his lips to whisper again,
Speaker 1: the caress of his breath feawling images of just where
Speaker 1: Anne needs his lips to be. Right now, I have
Speaker 1: a washer oute back for my kit. Let me take
Speaker 1: your shirt and wash it so we'll be clean for
Speaker 1: when Johnny is done. That voice resonates through Anne's body.
Speaker 1: Oblivious to the words, Anne can only nod enthusiastically at
Speaker 1: the fantasies running through her mind. Right now. With a
Speaker 1: firm gentle, his fingers slid through the buttons in her shirt,
Speaker 1: a brief sensation of her shirt tightening as he slowly
Speaker 1: maneuvers each button, and then relaxing, forcing her nipples to
Speaker 1: grow hard under the shirt. Stinging kiss bolts of electricity
Speaker 1: shoot from her nipples down her abdomen, finding the beating
Speaker 1: pulse of her desire with disconcerting ease. Each and every
Speaker 1: button is painfully and slowly released, each and every button
Speaker 1: sending more and more bolts of pleasure through a body
Speaker 1: already and can fill the gentle clutching inside her with
Speaker 1: the anticipation of the pleasure she might enjoy as he
Speaker 1: he slides a damn shirt over her skin, the trail
Speaker 1: of it causing a wave of trembling delight to move
Speaker 1: up and down her body, her naked flesh tingling at
Speaker 1: this cool air, kissing every inch as his fingers move
Speaker 1: the soft material down her body. Her teeth bite a
Speaker 1: little harder into her bottom lip as she feels his
Speaker 1: finger tips dance over the soft flesh of her breast,
Speaker 1: tracing her gentle curves through the lace of her braw
Speaker 1: the desire burning so intensely her core muscles tense and
Speaker 1: release in desperate need. The muscles in her thighs tensing
Speaker 1: as if trying to control the wet ache that teases
Speaker 1: between her thighs, her whole body tensing and expectant desire
Speaker 1: as his fingers guided the damn shirt down her back,
Speaker 1: forcing her spine to arch as the cold caress moves
Speaker 1: over the smaller her back. His fingers just seemed to
Speaker 1: linger there in response to her obvious ache as a
Speaker 1: shirt falls from her body, only the lace of her
Speaker 1: brow covering her rebellious nipples, which, despite her best efforts,
Speaker 1: just seemed to pulse with need, a need she fills
Speaker 1: deep within her core, the cool air embracing her almost
Speaker 1: naked torso, the sudden onsalt of intense sensations forcing a
Speaker 1: whimper from her lips. He felt so close, but somehow
Speaker 1: he now felt physical closer. The hard pressure on the
Speaker 1: small of her back as he slides his fingers through
Speaker 1: the waistband of her jenes creating a new focus for
Speaker 1: her imagination. She is completely oblivious as her jeanes are loosened,
Speaker 1: her mind completely focused on the throbbing erect cock pulsing
Speaker 1: against her back. Without thinking, she steps out of her
Speaker 1: genes as they become a crumpled pile around her ankles,
Speaker 1: leaving her thighs parted in a welcome invitation for his
Speaker 1: beautifully strong fingers to explore deeper more intimately. The cool
Speaker 1: breeze seems to find itself along the inside of her thighs,
Speaker 1: gently kissing at the soft material of her pan tees,
Speaker 1: sending a tremble of desire along her folds, her thighs
Speaker 1: tensing tightly as his fingertips move along the edge of
Speaker 1: her panties, sliding just a little inside the material, slowly,
Speaker 1: artfully moving along her outer fALS, the teasing sensation forcing
Speaker 1: Anne to push her head back against his shoulder, resting
Speaker 1: on him as a trembling in her pussy grows, pressing
Speaker 1: her ass back against his hard cock in desperate need.
Speaker 1: The sensation of his firm length moving between her cheeks,
Speaker 1: so painfully delightful, so agonizingly enticing a gentle rumble pulses
Speaker 1: through his chest, resonating against Anne's back. She can Picture's
Speaker 1: cock sliding between her cheeks and her mind, every delicious
Speaker 1: inch sliding up and down, so agonizingly slowly, despite his
Speaker 1: fingers either side of her panties, caressing the entire length
Speaker 1: of her folds, the dampness of her feminine desire caressing
Speaker 1: the inside of her thighs, almost as if she could
Speaker 1: fill his warm, damp lips caressing the inside of her thighs,
Speaker 1: his teeth biting gently, stingingly on their soft flesh, the
Speaker 1: heat moving higher through her body desperately and moves against
Speaker 1: his fingers trying to will them inside a aching pussy.
Speaker 1: Despite his obvious need, he resists her attempts, continuing to
Speaker 1: massage her folds gently, even when his fingers discover her clid,
Speaker 1: gently sliding his hood back to expose to the breeze,
Speaker 1: forcing a moan from Ann's lips. He continues to cress
Speaker 1: gently around it, somehow hinting at the pleasure that is
Speaker 1: to come, forcing it higher, intensifying it. Anne's body tight
Speaker 1: with urgent need, Sliding his fingers back down the length
Speaker 1: of her fonts, caressing, teasing, he massages that spot at
Speaker 1: the back of her pussy firmly, creating a new wave
Speaker 1: of clutching to explode in Anne's pussy before he slices
Speaker 1: his fingers back up, pressing ever so lightly just inside
Speaker 1: a pussy, just on the edge of her neat. And
Speaker 1: when he explores her clit again, it is positively burning
Speaker 1: with need, swollen and aching. The caress of his fingertip
Speaker 1: over her sensitive nub sending an avalanche of pleasure through
Speaker 1: her body. Her whole body tenses with the sensations flooding
Speaker 1: through her. Lazily, his fingertip circles her clit occasionally brushing
Speaker 1: over it, each caress, accentuating the pleasure in her body.
Speaker 1: As he rubs her cleat between his forefinger and thumb,
Speaker 1: the delightful sting of desire shoots through her, a wonderful
Speaker 1: mixture of pain and pleasure which Anne hasn't experienced before.
Speaker 1: Sliding his fingers slowly down her pussy, he finally pushes
Speaker 1: his fingers deep inside her welcoming lips, the very tip
Speaker 1: of his fingers massaging the walls of her pussy, defining
Speaker 1: firm circles as he touches at one spot. Her desperate
Speaker 1: desire now a torrent of need, and places her hands
Speaker 1: either side of the mirror, pressing against the wall, pushing
Speaker 1: firmly against his cock that she knows must need satisfaction
Speaker 1: as much as her pussy does right now, feeling his
Speaker 1: hands move slowly over the globes of her ass massaging
Speaker 1: them firmly, as her tips of his trembling cock pushes
Speaker 1: slowly along her folds, achingly close to where Anne needs
Speaker 1: it to be. She watches him in the mirror, his
Speaker 1: gaze intense with need as he slowly thrusts inside her.
Speaker 1: At last, Anne's lips stretch around his girth, feeling them
Speaker 1: slide along his length as he thrusts slowly and deeply
Speaker 1: inside her, the head of his cock pushing along the
Speaker 1: walls of her pussy, intensifying the sensations already inside her.
Speaker 1: She can do little else but moan loudly, surrendering to
Speaker 1: the wave of pleasure that has been tormenting her. Every
Speaker 1: throbbing need in her body intensifies. His hand slide up
Speaker 1: her naked back, gripping her shoulders tightly, pulling her back
Speaker 1: on her every thrust as he pushes deeper and deeper,
Speaker 1: harder and harder. Watching the burning intensity in his eyes
Speaker 1: growing as he thrusts into a wet, needy haven, accentuates
Speaker 1: a pleasure growing in Anne. His chest presses lightly along
Speaker 1: her back, and his hands grasp her breast, pinching her
Speaker 1: nipples roughly between finger and thumb as the thrusts of
Speaker 1: his cock intensifies. Transfixed by his face, watching the movements
Speaker 1: of pleasure move over his face in the mirror, and
Speaker 1: pushes back against him, willing every thrust deeper. Dropping a
Speaker 1: hand from the wall, she slides it between her thighs,
Speaker 1: pushing her clit against its hardcock. Every thrust of his cock,
Speaker 1: pushing intensely along her clit as he fucks her deeper
Speaker 1: and deeper, harder and harder, and tries to control the
Speaker 1: orgasm rising through a body, moaning loudly as she tries
Speaker 1: to resist the hers to just let it explode, as
Speaker 1: she feels him tense against her, his face gripped him
Speaker 1: pleasure as he growls, his body shaking as his warm
Speaker 1: stream of comet rubs in her pussy. She feels her
Speaker 1: own body clutching wildly at him desperately as her orgasm
Speaker 1: finally explodes through her body. Pulling out, he turns her quickly,
Speaker 1: seating her on his desk as he drops to his knees,
Speaker 1: lifting Anne's legs over his shoulders as he hungry flicks
Speaker 1: at her pussy, sucking her still throbbing clit, biting it,
Speaker 1: dragging it between his tongue and teeth, watching him in
Speaker 1: the mirror, eating her pussy like a voracious animal. Orgasm
Speaker 1: continues to grow, intensifying with every touch of his lip,
Speaker 1: his mouth, his teeth, and clutches at his hair as
Speaker 1: she rocks her pussy against him, The stubble on his
Speaker 1: chin now forcing new sensations through a body. Her legs
Speaker 1: tightened on his shoulders, pulling him hard against her needy folds.
Speaker 1: As her orgasm explodes through a body again, trembling from
Speaker 1: head to toe with a wave of pleasure, she cries
Speaker 1: out in satisfaction. Closing her eyes, she can only gasp
Speaker 1: at the whirlwind of orgasm moving up and down her body.
Speaker 1: It might have been just minutes that past, maybe longer.
Speaker 1: Before she opened her eyes again, Jewles repeated the question,
Speaker 1: so shall we wash your clothes as he held her
Speaker 1: gaze in the mirror, his hands resting protectively on her shoulders.
Speaker 1: Although waking from her fantasy, she could still feel the
Speaker 1: desire trembling through a body, smiling at yours in the
Speaker 1: mirror and whispers, only if you help me get out
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