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Speaker 1: a little more with your eyes closed. The house quiet.
Speaker 1: At last, Louis slipped into the shower. The stresses of
Speaker 1: the weekend just seemed to drift away as the warm
Speaker 1: water flooded down my body, massaging all the rakes, all
Speaker 1: are worried with a free drob, debating her thoughts, the
Speaker 1: doubts over her choices. Taking a lodger had seemed like
Speaker 1: such a logical choice. It was no secret since the
Speaker 1: divorce she had been struggling to keep the house going.
Speaker 1: Her ax had promised her that he would support her
Speaker 1: when he left. But the moment the ink was try
Speaker 1: on the divorce papers, the money stopped, the support stopped,
Speaker 1: and Louise's problems began. In earnest she'd been hurt when
Speaker 1: he left, apparently to find out who he was. She
Speaker 1: knew him better than anyone. She could have told him
Speaker 1: that without him having to leave. He was a line
Speaker 1: cheating sob, and she just knew that there was someone else,
Speaker 1: despite his denials. Once the divorce was settled, how she came,
Speaker 1: all boots and blonde hair, without a brain sell to
Speaker 1: her name, just his type. Louise had taken a second
Speaker 1: evening job, but that proved too tiring. With a full
Speaker 1: time job as well. She just really couldn't see her
Speaker 1: way through it. So a lodger had seemed like a
Speaker 1: sensible choice. Maybe a quiet man, someone who kept themselves
Speaker 1: to themselves, someone middle aged who wouldn't disturb her life
Speaker 1: too much, someone who was in bed by nine every
Speaker 1: night and never listened to loud music, or I'd guess,
Speaker 1: But no, Louise ended up with the tenant from hell,
Speaker 1: young and obviously popular people, particularly women, seemed to come
Speaker 1: and go at all hours, never a thought for how
Speaker 1: late the hour was. Her front door had been slammed
Speaker 1: more times in the week since he moved in than
Speaker 1: I had all the time she'd lived there, and the noises,
Speaker 1: the monkey house in the zoo had less animalistic noises
Speaker 1: in Chris's room. The first night she'd heard them, she
Speaker 1: really had been worried about what the neighbors might say,
Speaker 1: or worse than the neighbors thought. It was her God,
Speaker 1: she wish she had better sound insulation. It wasn't that
Speaker 1: she was approved, far from it, but in the last
Speaker 1: years of her marriage, sex had vanished completely. So it
Speaker 1: had been so long since Louise had enjoyed any sinful
Speaker 1: pleasures that involved more than just her and a vibrator.
Speaker 1: She had tomit more than a little jealousy. Sometimes she
Speaker 1: felt like you was watching a sex show a spectator
Speaker 1: and not getting any of the action. Every night, laying
Speaker 1: in her bed, listening to the proclamations of delight just
Speaker 1: put back on sorts of memories, Well, she said, memories,
Speaker 1: ever really remember screaming that loudly. Frustration burned through every
Speaker 1: cell of her body. A cynical smile passed over Louise's lips.
Speaker 1: Maybe it was all fake, put on for his ego.
Speaker 1: Maybe he paid them. That seemed to make sense, them
Speaker 1: putting on a show for their paying client. Whatever it was,
Speaker 1: it was leaving Louise in a constant state of arousal.
Speaker 1: She started wearing Lucid Fitter jeans because the sensation when
Speaker 1: she walked, feeling the denim rubbed so intimately on that
Speaker 1: spot was driving her mad. She'd been to the grocery
Speaker 1: store last week and lost herself in a daydream as
Speaker 1: she selected a cucumber. Rubbing her thighs together in the
Speaker 1: store while fondling the largest she could find had led
Speaker 1: to an intrense orgasm right there. Someone must have noticed.
Speaker 1: There is no way that a woman can have an
Speaker 1: orgasm as quietly as she did in a grocery store
Speaker 1: and not get noticed. She was fully expecting security camera
Speaker 1: footage to appear on YouTube and then the neighbors really
Speaker 1: would be gossiping. This last weekend, Chris's friends had been
Speaker 1: around from Friday afternoon until Monday morning, and so there
Speaker 1: just wasn't a moment to get some time to relieve
Speaker 1: this tension that burned inside. Even now, just the thoughts
Speaker 1: of the noises sounds of passion coming from the room
Speaker 1: made a rake in such a delicious way. Jesus sat
Speaker 1: burning grew so fast she tried to control it, but
Speaker 1: it rose at such a rate through her body, her
Speaker 1: legs buckling with passion, her stomach clenching deep in, her
Speaker 1: sex throbbing, aching, needing that release, satisfaction. Fuck, she cried,
Speaker 1: already at the brink of an orgasm, and just a thought.
Speaker 1: The morning air felt cool as it kissed her body
Speaker 1: as she steps out of the shower, already hard, nipples
Speaker 1: aching in the breeze, causing the aching deep inside to
Speaker 1: grow just a little more. Stopping for a moment to
Speaker 1: reassure herself that she was alone, not a sound her
Speaker 1: solitude confirmed, she rushed for her bed, nervous that she
Speaker 1: might not make it without having an orgasm, the desire
Speaker 1: burning too hot inside. Now nothing else mounted, she couldn't
Speaker 1: deny her pleasure any more. The sheets, although cotton, felt
Speaker 1: like silk against erotic sensations moving through her skin, every touch,
Speaker 1: every caress of the linen, heightening the electricity moving through
Speaker 1: her body as Louise rise in desire, rubbing her eyes together,
Speaker 1: the moisteness, just darting to trip down her thigh, that gentle,
Speaker 1: warm caress over that most sensitive skin just fueling her passion.
Speaker 1: She wanted to be fucked. She wanted to feel her
Speaker 1: sex ful fingers were just going to cut it. She
Speaker 1: spent the whole weekend at the tipping point, and now
Speaker 1: no one needs to be hard, fast and deep. Reaching
Speaker 1: into the drawer of her bedside cabinet, that place under
Speaker 1: her mostly forgotten lingerie, Louise pulls out her favorite vibrator,
Speaker 1: a quick turn of the base. Well, this is not
Speaker 1: the time for batteries to fill the loud hum let's
Speaker 1: and know all is good. It's very powerful, very loud.
Speaker 1: But she's alone right now and she needs powerful and
Speaker 1: loud like never before. Her youth maybe behind her, but
Speaker 1: her passion was alive and kicking leg never before. Wanting
Speaker 1: to enhance the pleasure that little bit more, she won't
Speaker 1: sit on her lips, gently sliding the tip across the
Speaker 1: dampness of her lips, closing her eyes, memories her eyes
Speaker 1: unbidden feeling in her action sliding along her tongue, that
Speaker 1: feeling of control, knowing how intense she could make, the
Speaker 1: feeling with every movement of her lips, the saltiness of
Speaker 1: the taste on her tongue, those first strips of satisfaction,
Speaker 1: her own sex, clutching jealously, not wanting to her mouth
Speaker 1: to have all the pleasure of that warm passion exploding
Speaker 1: within it, the memory embracing her completely without thinking. Her
Speaker 1: lips dance around the girth of the vibrator, reliving those
Speaker 1: sensuous moments, the aching inside, spiraling, burling over her stomach,
Speaker 1: already her back arching, wanting more, her palvis lifting, wanting
Speaker 1: to feel it so deep, opening her sex, inviting it
Speaker 1: to be filled, denying that satisfaction for the moment, knowing
Speaker 1: the delay would only heighten the pleasure when it came.
Speaker 1: Louis slid the vibrator over her breass, geezing around the nipples.
Speaker 1: The moan that escaped the lips began somewhere so deep inside,
Speaker 1: throbbing up through her stomach, her breast, the feel of
Speaker 1: the vibrator enhancing the sensation as it moves up her neck,
Speaker 1: up her throat, and escaping her lips, her thighs clenching
Speaker 1: as her legs pushed down, Wanting that sensation deep inside, desperate, needy, wanting,
Speaker 1: Sliding the vibrator over her stomach, the trembling inside her,
Speaker 1: gaining momentum, a weakly clutching deep inside her sex, hungry
Speaker 1: for the satisfaction of the vibrator as when far past desire.
Speaker 1: It was a need, a need so deep that she
Speaker 1: could no longer control it, pushing the vibrator between her thighs,
Speaker 1: closing her eyes again, the memory floods over her, the
Speaker 1: sensation as she slid the vibrator along her lips, the
Speaker 1: memories of fingers and massaged along those very spots, fingers
Speaker 1: that wanted deep inside her wet passions so bad already,
Speaker 1: the tremble growing from her feet, her toes curling in anticipation,
Speaker 1: grasping at the air. She needed this so badly, there
Speaker 1: was no choice, thrusting the full length of the vibrator
Speaker 1: deep inside, shocking her body into an automatic response, her
Speaker 1: eyes exploding open with the deep sensation of your chasm
Speaker 1: spreading through every inch of her being, her loud moan
Speaker 1: interrupted by the show shadow in the door, tall and dark.
Speaker 1: She instantly knew it was Chris, her body still trembling
Speaker 1: from the waves of the orgasm, feeling the blush of
Speaker 1: embarrassment followed quickly over her whole body. Damn, she was
Speaker 1: sure that door was closed. Through the uncontrolled pants coming
Speaker 1: from her lips, she managed, Chris, could you shut the
Speaker 1: door place? Yes, it was lame, but right now she
Speaker 1: couldn't think of anything else to say. Mortified with embarrassment,
Speaker 1: an orgasm still flooding over her, laying her head back
Speaker 1: down on the pillow, The excitement of Chris seeing her
Speaker 1: somehow heightened the sensations moving through her body. Relaxing little,
Speaker 1: she heard the sound of the door closing gently. She
Speaker 1: couldn't think of how to deal with Chris just now.
Speaker 1: That would have to wait. Right now, she wanted to
Speaker 1: enjoy the much needed feeling of pleasure moving up and
Speaker 1: down her body. Let me show you a different way
Speaker 1: to do that. Damn, she thought he'd left. When he
Speaker 1: closed the door. The sounds of his voice seemed to
Speaker 1: caress over her body, exciting her still further. She should resist,
Speaker 1: of course she should, but right now her body had
Speaker 1: other ideas. Mm hmm, she mumbled, Jesus is her? When
Speaker 1: does she get so wanton? Easing her fingers up the vibrator,
Speaker 1: he slid it gently along her lips, just the tip,
Speaker 1: caressing so slowly, pausing all her nerves to wake for orgasm,
Speaker 1: already beginning to swell again, her dampness drifting down her lips,
Speaker 1: betraying the desire she had inside her sex clutching to
Speaker 1: be filled, to be satisfied again, and just the tip
Speaker 1: of the vibrator caressing around a clip, not touching it,
Speaker 1: taking forever to make every move, teasing the sensations out
Speaker 1: of her body. God, did she hate to feel that inside,
Speaker 1: every move of that tip, causing trembles that move through
Speaker 1: every nerve between her thighs, the tension and her legs,
Speaker 1: intensifying that desire, that longing to enjoy that pleasure, burning
Speaker 1: so deep, sliding it down her lips, not entering, just
Speaker 1: caressing between her lips, right down to the bottom of
Speaker 1: the slit, and there at the bottom healingered. She is
Speaker 1: how did he know about that spot? She never told
Speaker 1: anyone about that, Her pelvis pushing lower, wanting to feel
Speaker 1: the throbbing inside, desperate for that sensation right into her core,
Speaker 1: teasing lower, still just there at her ass Geez, what
Speaker 1: was he going to do? Surely he wouldn't. The sensation
Speaker 1: of the vibrator just seemed to move over her whole body,
Speaker 1: biting her lip to stifle a moan. The sensations burned
Speaker 1: wildly through her, feeling his weight shift. He is going
Speaker 1: to isn't he? She hasn't even tried that on herself,
Speaker 1: Tensing but curious how it might feel. Waiting, nervous but
Speaker 1: excited about being taken in that way. The unexpected flick
Speaker 1: of his tongue along her lips, caressing the top, circling
Speaker 1: her glad more teasing involuntarily, her thighs clamped together, holding
Speaker 1: his head just there. The long broad press of his
Speaker 1: tongue all the way up her lips, intensifying the sensation
Speaker 1: inside her gasp getting louder as he traps her clip
Speaker 1: between his teeth and tongue, pulling it lightly. God, that
Speaker 1: burned through her whole body. Look at me, Open your eyes.
Speaker 1: I want to watch your eyes as you come, his
Speaker 1: voice dark and commanding. She really felt no way she
Speaker 1: could resist. Looking down. His eyes seemed slightly darker now,
Speaker 1: maybe the whites of the shade were somehow brighter, whichever
Speaker 1: right now they looked so intense, so hot, as they
Speaker 1: watched her from between her thighs, his tongue flicking hard
Speaker 1: across her clip, her body responding without warning, her back
Speaker 1: arching high, wanting more than a thrust, so deep, so fast,
Speaker 1: pushing the vibrator deep inside, right to the very end
Speaker 1: of her, pushing his chin hard against it, every vibration
Speaker 1: pushing along, his tongue flicking harder on a click, pulling
Speaker 1: it between her teeth, every vibration throbbing through a click
Speaker 1: like a thousand tongues, all licking her click together. The
Speaker 1: sensations the pleasure was undeniable, unbearable, Her body writhed in
Speaker 1: blissful agony. Shit, she swore, but right now no other
Speaker 1: word would do. Orgasm exploded as she gripped the sheets,
Speaker 1: pulling them from the mattress, desperately trying to stabilize herself
Speaker 1: before she sank into orgasmic oblivion. Thrusting the vibrator harder. Still,
Speaker 1: he would not relent. As the waves of pleasure crashed
Speaker 1: over her body, the orgasm just seemed to intensify even more.
Speaker 1: Keep coming for me, baby. She really felt she didn't
Speaker 1: have an option. Her body, her passion wasn't hers to
Speaker 1: decide anymore. Without realizing he was now in complete control
Speaker 1: of every erotic sensation in her body. Rising between her thighs,
Speaker 1: the hard thrust of the vibrator did not stop is
Speaker 1: Beautiful from e action, throbbing in the morning air, his
Speaker 1: long fingers barely stretched around his girth as he slid
Speaker 1: them up and down his shaft, groaning loudly, pressing the
Speaker 1: tip of his cock along. He c lit, glowing a
Speaker 1: deep pink, standing so proud God she wanted to fill that.
Speaker 1: Whipping the vibrator out, he thrust deep between her lips,
Speaker 1: no delay, no waiting, just plunging so deep and hard,
Speaker 1: her lips stretched around his gap. Not Able to control himself,
Speaker 1: a loud and unlisting none left his lips as he
Speaker 1: explodes inside of her, the burning heat of his orgasm
Speaker 1: causing hers to explode in a perfect response. Louise's body
Speaker 1: trembling almost beyond control. He slides out and drops quickly
Speaker 1: between her thighs, his wicked tongue whipping without mercy inside her.
Speaker 1: The orgasm that was still washing over her began speeding
Speaker 1: up again. Unable to resist, her back arches, every muscle inside,
Speaker 1: clutching in passion, his tongue so deep, Louis screams in pleasure,
Speaker 1: unable to hold it back, another orgasm explodes over her,
Speaker 1: her body still trembling. He gently kissed his up her stomach,
Speaker 1: every kiss setting off tremors through her whole body. The
Speaker 1: moist heat of his lips caressing over her nipples. Again,
Speaker 1: her body shudders. A moan drips from her lips, writhing
Speaker 1: to escape the sensations too intense to bear. Everywhere those beautiful,
Speaker 1: sensuous lips touch she could fill. The orgasm spread caressing
Speaker 1: her neck, his fingers sliding through her hair, his deep
Speaker 1: sensuous eyes capturing her gaze. Holding for a moment as
Speaker 1: he plunges his lips on terrors, the taste of their
Speaker 1: mutual satisfaction drips over her tongue. They explore the delights
Speaker 1: of the taste they share together. Falling over, he pulls
Speaker 1: her gently against his chest, listening for a moment to
Speaker 1: his heart. Faid, the understanding of the sounds of pleasure
Speaker 1: now quite clear. But what now? You know? This doesn't
Speaker 1: mean a drop in your rent? The word same week
Speaker 1: even as she sent them, I know, but I'm sure
Speaker 1: a satisfied landlady, My life's such easier. The whisper falling
Speaker 1: so gently on her ears, his fingers teasing along her
Speaker 1: back as her eyes closed, and then the veil of
Speaker 1: sleep and satisfaction drift over her. As you have enjoyed
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