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Speaker 1: Wild and Bed, her friends reunited, second chance sexy romance
Speaker 1: with more than a hint of BDSM. The party is
Speaker 1: ending for the first time in forty years. Jane is
Speaker 1: staring into the eyes at the man she once loved
Speaker 1: with all her heart, the man she gave her virginity too,
Speaker 1: The man that left her to travel abroad, the man
Speaker 1: that captured her heart and then broke it into Now
Speaker 1: with him in front of her, after all this time,
Speaker 1: has it just been too long? Have they both changed
Speaker 1: too much to even talk civilly? He is still the
Speaker 1: love of her life? But is that just her rose
Speaker 1: tinted spectacles clouding her sense? Ay, it's Devlin and welcome
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Speaker 1: The remaining moments of the party drifted into a low
Speaker 1: hum of people talking in stolen whispers of conversations too
Speaker 1: intimate and private to share. The light seemed to dim
Speaker 1: in the old School hall, as if following the mood.
Speaker 1: Then Glitopol spiraled lazily, casting shards of light over the
Speaker 1: empty beer bottles and strewn bodies. The glittapol. For fuck's sake,
Speaker 1: everyone in this room was pushing sixty. Why the hell
Speaker 1: did they need a guttaball. Hardly like anyone was going
Speaker 1: to break into any sort of disco dance now, Jane
Speaker 1: thought as she looked back up at Mark. Even in
Speaker 1: the limited light, he was still beautiful, as beautiful as
Speaker 1: he had been forty years ago when they last danced
Speaker 1: on this very floor, in those days before he announced
Speaker 1: he was leaving to work abroad, and those days before
Speaker 1: he broke her heart. His soulful eyes reflected the glitterpoles
Speaker 1: shards of light. Somehow they still smiled as brightly as
Speaker 1: they had all those years ago. So how was Europe?
Speaker 1: Jane asked, trying to ignore the elephant in the room
Speaker 1: and the emotions that she had bottled up for so long.
Speaker 1: Two divorces and three children later, and this man still
Speaker 1: had some effect over her, something that made her stomach
Speaker 1: tighten and her thighs tremble just by his presence. It
Speaker 1: was an experience, but it would have been much better
Speaker 1: if I'd shared it with somebody else, if I'm honest.
Speaker 1: A glint in his eyes flickered, as if he were
Speaker 1: suggesting an idea, an idea that had played out in
Speaker 1: Jane's mind every day for forty years. I couldn't have Mark.
Speaker 1: We discussed that at the time. Of course, if you
Speaker 1: had stayed in touch as you promised to do, I
Speaker 1: could have joined you after college. I have my work
Speaker 1: bag stolen while I was traveling through Portugal. It had
Speaker 1: my address book in so I just couldn't. I did
Speaker 1: send you letters every week up until that point, he said, gruffly,
Speaker 1: sounding a little hurt. I know you did, Mark, and
Speaker 1: I still have everyone, and Jane said, raising her fingers
Speaker 1: to his face, tracing his firm jewel line, the stubble
Speaker 1: of his beard tingled on her fingertips, something he didn't
Speaker 1: have all those years ago. So what are the European
Speaker 1: girls like, then, she asked, playfully, trying to lighten the
Speaker 1: sullen atmosphere. Oh I wouldn't know, he replied, eyed a
Speaker 1: broad grin spreading across his sensuous lips. Without speaking, Mark
Speaker 1: leaned in and kissed her lips gently. The heat of
Speaker 1: his breath echoed thoughts of teenage lust, taking Jane right
Speaker 1: back to that moment she gave herself for the first time.
Speaker 1: They had planned it, taken their time, but it was
Speaker 1: still fumbled. But once the initial sting had passed, the
Speaker 1: pleasure was there. The pleasure of feeling herself filled with
Speaker 1: the young man she adored. A gentle heat rose between
Speaker 1: her thighs as she pressed her lips harder against him,
Speaker 1: Their tongues entwined with a never forgotten passion. Mark pushed
Speaker 1: his fingers through her hair, massaging the back of her neck,
Speaker 1: slowly sending shockwaves of electricity cascading through her body. It
Speaker 1: may have been forty years ago, but every sensation she
Speaker 1: felt was like it was just yesterday, something she had
Speaker 1: never been able to replicate with another man. Why don't
Speaker 1: we do a tour of the old place, Mark whispered
Speaker 1: as he pulled his head back. Wonder the corridors like
Speaker 1: Los Sols you mean, and then just end up back here,
Speaker 1: Jane asked, wondering just where they might go in the
Speaker 1: old school building. Oh, they never locked all the rooms,
Speaker 1: don't you remember? Used to hide out in the gym
Speaker 1: and smoke weed after parties. His voice resonated with the
Speaker 1: mischievous that he had been so well known for as
Speaker 1: a teenager. Oh I don't think I was involved in
Speaker 1: anything like that, Jane said, smiling coolly. Of course you weren't.
Speaker 1: You were such a good girl, Mark replied, taking her
Speaker 1: hand and leading her from the hall. The Dimney Lick
Speaker 1: corridors echoed their footsteps, marking their journey back to their youth.
Speaker 1: The doors to the gem loomed large in front of them.
Speaker 1: No doubt it was never originally intended to be a gem,
Speaker 1: possibly a dining hall, something reflected by the oversized doors.
Speaker 1: I bet this mood still works, Mark said, as he
Speaker 1: grasped the handle of the door and turned it sharply
Speaker 1: before striking the door with his knee, and just below
Speaker 1: the lock, the door creaked open in resistant response. You
Speaker 1: remember that after all this time, Jane asked, her voice
Speaker 1: failed and shock, Oh, I remember everything from that time,
Speaker 1: Mars said, his eyes glimmering with suggestion as his smile widened.
Speaker 1: Looking around the expanse of the gym. It really hadn't
Speaker 1: changed in all this time. Yes, a school budget didn't
Speaker 1: extend to upgrading the gym, Mark said, in a hushed,
Speaker 1: almost reverent tone. The wooden climbing frames still adorned the walls,
Speaker 1: jump ropes hung from hooks, The omnipresence vaulting horse still
Speaker 1: occupied its own corner. Jane's fingers traced over the grain
Speaker 1: of the wooden climbing frames, nostalgia echoing in her touch.
Speaker 1: Remember when Andrea went with mister Rose. The gym instructor,
Speaker 1: Marcus smiling. Mark smiled a lot. He was always upbeat
Speaker 1: and playful, something Jane loved about him. How could I
Speaker 1: forget the place was crawling with cops because they thought
Speaker 1: someone was being murdered, Jane replied, smiling back at him.
Speaker 1: Who would have thought she would make that much noisuring sex?
Speaker 1: She was so quiet in class, Mark said, his eyes
Speaker 1: fixated on Jane's. She hasn't been to a reunion since either.
Speaker 1: I believe she's a child therapist now, Jane said, looking
Speaker 1: over the jump ropes. But I came to everyone on
Speaker 1: the off chance, Jane continued, wistfully, the off chance, Markhurst, Yeah,
Speaker 1: I've seen you again. Silly, she said, staring at the ropes,
Speaker 1: not wanting to see the look in his eyes, as
Speaker 1: she feared would tell a story of disappointment. Suddenly his
Speaker 1: arms were around her, the heat of his body pressing
Speaker 1: through her dress, his breath dancing over her ears. Jane,
Speaker 1: I'm not the same boy that left this place. I've changed,
Speaker 1: A dark colmnist tone resonated in his words and darkening
Speaker 1: the room. What do you mean you've changed? We've all
Speaker 1: changed and grown up, Mark, It's not something so dark,
Speaker 1: Jane replied, leaning her head back against his shoulder, inviting
Speaker 1: his kiss to her exposed neck that she loved so much.
Speaker 1: Mark pressed her tightly against the climbing frame, her fingers
Speaker 1: grasping the wooden wrungs, lifting her dress. The cool air
Speaker 1: in the gym bitter to exposed as without warning, the
Speaker 1: palm of Mark's hands spanked hard against her ass cheek,
Speaker 1: sending a warm, burning sensation through her body. Once the
Speaker 1: shock had died down and the heat remained, a surprising
Speaker 1: wave of pleasure gripped her body, forcing a gentle moan
Speaker 1: to drop from her lips. Jane press to her ass
Speaker 1: back against him, his growing cock pressing at her from
Speaker 1: behind his pants. Again, his hand punished her ass, heightening
Speaker 1: the sensations moving through her, the heat moving through her thighs,
Speaker 1: and teasing her already wet lips. Jane was powerless to
Speaker 1: do anything but push back against him. Whips and chains?
Speaker 1: Is it? Mark, Jane asked, a little concerned how far
Speaker 1: this might go? Not exactly, he said, his hands spanking
Speaker 1: her again, a wealth of pleasure erupting from her mouth.
Speaker 1: I prefer it more sensual than just punishment, he whispered,
Speaker 1: his breath, burning her ears, his hands slowly caressing the
Speaker 1: burning flesh of her ass, his fingers pressing between her thighs,
Speaker 1: firmly stroking the folds of her web, pushing through her panties.
Speaker 1: Jane's body trembled at his caress. Taunted by the desire
Speaker 1: growing within her, she pressed her hips back, inviting his
Speaker 1: fingers inside her. Not yet, not until I say, he whispered,
Speaker 1: his lips brushing her ears, his tongue caressing a slow
Speaker 1: line down the sensitive skin of her neck. His fingers
Speaker 1: eased back along her pussy, slowly drawing the knee through
Speaker 1: every cell in her body, pushing her panties to one side.
Speaker 1: His fingers caressed her ass, sliding between her cheeks, his
Speaker 1: fingertip teasing her most private rosette. Relax, He whispered as
Speaker 1: his fingers slipped gently inside her ass. It slowly. There
Speaker 1: was a hint of pain, followed by the glow of pleasure.
Speaker 1: The reminded Jane of her first time, his fingers thrusting
Speaker 1: slowly into her ass, caressing inside stimulating hotspots Jane didn't
Speaker 1: know existed. Biting the rum of the climbing frame to
Speaker 1: try and stop screaming in pleasure, Jane could only gasp.
Speaker 1: Her desire and desperate frustrations spread through her thighs to
Speaker 1: invite him inside her again. Don't move, he whispered, his
Speaker 1: footsteps echoing in the cavernous expanse of the gym. Within seconds,
Speaker 1: he was behind her again, his body hot, his cocks
Speaker 1: swallen hard against her, Kissing her neck gently, he dragged
Speaker 1: the edge of his teeth down her skin, forcing the
Speaker 1: fire to grow within her core. Are you okay with this?
Speaker 1: He whispered, Yes, I think so. Tis not real pain,
Speaker 1: spanking and teasing. I'm okay with she replied, between gasps.
Speaker 1: I would never hurt you, Jane, not like that. Pick
Speaker 1: a random word, he commanded. Without thinking, Jane uttered vault okay,
Speaker 1: Mark said, biting gently on her Earlow. If it gets
Speaker 1: too much, just say vault and I will stop, his
Speaker 1: voice resonating through her body, his fingers sliding between hers.
Speaker 1: Close your eyes, he said, as his hand tightened around hers.
Speaker 1: Are they closed? He asked. Jane just nodded her response,
Speaker 1: good girl. Now keep him closed, he said, as he
Speaker 1: led her away from the climbing frame. Jane suddenly felt
Speaker 1: as if she was stepping into a chasm. Leaving her
Speaker 1: insecurities and inhibitions behind, trusting this man she hadn't seen
Speaker 1: in forty years. Okay, stand here, he said as he stopped.
Speaker 1: Keep your eyes closed. His hand reached behind her, releasing
Speaker 1: the zipper on her dress. He let it fall to
Speaker 1: the ground. Jane was suddenly relieved her eyes were closed.
Speaker 1: The last time Mark had seen her naked was forty
Speaker 1: years ago, and she had been a lot slimmer back then.
Speaker 1: She would have hated to see the disappointment in his
Speaker 1: eyes as his gaze moved over her two ample curves.
Speaker 1: Step out of the dress, he said. Jane felt oddly
Speaker 1: more naked as she stepped out of the folds of
Speaker 1: material at her feet, despite the rest doing nothing to
Speaker 1: hide her shame as it lay around her ankles, Wishing
Speaker 1: like how she had worn her sexy our underwear, she
Speaker 1: could feel the warm caress of a blush mingling with
Speaker 1: the burning heat of anticipation. She opened her lips to
Speaker 1: apologize for her body, to explain that she had borne
Speaker 1: three kids and that took its toll, along with not
Speaker 1: being able to go to the gym for years because
Speaker 1: she was looking after them. As if reading her mind,
Speaker 1: Mark raised a single finger to her lips and said softly,
Speaker 1: not a word, as his finger traced down her lips,
Speaker 1: her chin, her neck, and caressed her breasts, teasing around
Speaker 1: her reck nipples Slowly. Jane shuddered in response, goosebumps erutting
Speaker 1: over her skin. I love your body, he whispered, his
Speaker 1: breath burning at her ears, as his fingers slid down
Speaker 1: the curves of her stomach, his hands sliding between her
Speaker 1: thighs and cupping her pussy, his thumbs stroking her clip
Speaker 1: through her sudden panties. Jane's hips raised to meet his caress,
Speaker 1: wanting more, and as soon as her hips lifted, suddenly
Speaker 1: his hand dropped away. Jane moaned in disappointment, being somehow
Speaker 1: cold from the lack of his touch. Stepping around her,
Speaker 1: Mark took her hand and said, take a step backward. Obediently,
Speaker 1: Jane stepped backward. The warm caress of the vaulting horse
Speaker 1: pressed against her ass. As he led her hand back further,
Speaker 1: Jane had no option but to bend her back, laying
Speaker 1: along the horse. With a quick, well practiced movement, Mild
Speaker 1: fed to jump ropes through her wrist and secured her
Speaker 1: against the hand grips of the vaulting horse, Her body prone,
Speaker 1: he stepped away from her again. With her darkened vision,
Speaker 1: she clung to the sound of his foot full on
Speaker 1: the wooden floor. He was in front of her again
Speaker 1: that she could hear. The anticipation of what was next
Speaker 1: coursed her body, gripping her mind. His fingers eased inside
Speaker 1: the waistband of her panties, sliding down her legs. All
Speaker 1: Jane could do was wonder if she trimmed enough earlier,
Speaker 1: or did she just look like a shrubbery explosion. There
Speaker 1: was the briefest sensation of his breath against her calves,
Speaker 1: forcing her to writhe gently on the horse, But then
Speaker 1: suddenly the wet cotton of her panties was pressed against
Speaker 1: her eyes, the twisted material wrapped and secured around her head. Again,
Speaker 1: his breath was upon her ear his lust palpable with
Speaker 1: every warm whisper as he slid his lips down her neck, kissing, teasing,
Speaker 1: as his tongue traced his desire across every cell, biting gently,
Speaker 1: marks slid his hand down her breast, rolling them beneath
Speaker 1: his palm, before pinching each nipple in turn, dragging them
Speaker 1: harder between his finger and thumb, forcing Jane's body to
Speaker 1: arch in response, pressing her breast up against his hand,
Speaker 1: releasing her nipples. Disappointment once again cascaded through Jane's body.
Speaker 1: Her pussy was swollen with desire, with need. Forty years
Speaker 1: of empty sex created a arm of desire in her
Speaker 1: body that was ready to blow. His lips kissed at
Speaker 1: the curves of her breast, slowly, his tongue easing across
Speaker 1: them as he discovered her nipples. His low, warm tones
Speaker 1: vibrated through the erect knobs as he whispered, I've always
Speaker 1: loved your breast, his lips sucking them, tracing his tongue
Speaker 1: slowly along her nipple, tormenting it tighter as his hand
Speaker 1: pressed between her thighs, easing them apart. As he took
Speaker 1: her nipple between his teeth, pulling it. Jane could only
Speaker 1: response by moaning loudly, her own hands reaching up and
Speaker 1: running through his hair, pulling him tighter, cupping her pussy
Speaker 1: once again. His fingers teased at her lips, stroking them
Speaker 1: up and down the entire length is his thumb brushed
Speaker 1: over her swollen clip. You know, he whispered against her nipple.
Speaker 1: I can feel your clip throbbing harder when I do this.
Speaker 1: Before the last word left his lips, his teeth dragged
Speaker 1: along the length of her nipple. Jane's fingers tightened in
Speaker 1: his hair, gripping it in bunches and pulling him hard
Speaker 1: against her. Suddenly, his fingers pressed inside her pussy, thrusting firmly,
Speaker 1: pushing along her walls. Her coal gripped him firmly as
Speaker 1: he thrust in and out her lips, sucking along his fingers,
Speaker 1: wanting more, wanting deeper. Jane's pelvis lifted of its own devices,
Speaker 1: forcing his fingers deeper. I love how your pussy feels
Speaker 1: as I finger fuck you, Jane, he whispered against her breast,
Speaker 1: his carnal words few her desire, pushing her hips further
Speaker 1: against his hand, the sensation swirling through a core. Her
Speaker 1: pussy trembled on the edge of its precipice, her orgasm
Speaker 1: ready to exploded. And then his fingers were gone, her
Speaker 1: pussy empty once again, her orgasm slowly fading. Not yet,
Speaker 1: he said, not until I say. Without warning, his hand
Speaker 1: caressed a pussy with a brutal spank, the sting resonating
Speaker 1: through her body before subsiding and the vicious wildfire of need,
Speaker 1: and the vicious wild fire of need, tormenting her body
Speaker 1: once again, kissing over the folds of her stomach, his
Speaker 1: breath teased every inches he lowered his head. Jane parted
Speaker 1: her thighs, welcoming his lips, his breath, his tongue, rushing
Speaker 1: his mouth over her lips. His tongue flicked briefly at
Speaker 1: her clit before he kissed down the inside of a thigh,
Speaker 1: The stubble of his beard tingled at the soft skin,
Speaker 1: fueling her torment. Brushing his lips gently along her leg.
Speaker 1: The whisper of his breath caressed her desire, demanding it
Speaker 1: to groan. Her nerves tingled as he drew soft circles
Speaker 1: on her knee with his tongue before kissing back up
Speaker 1: her leg, his hair brushing ahead, building the anticipation of
Speaker 1: waiting for his lips back on her pussy once again.
Speaker 1: Her fingers pressed her lips apart, exposing her clit as
Speaker 1: he brushed his lips over it, blowing gently. The gentle
Speaker 1: rush of hair pummeled Jains senses into submission, her thighs tensing,
Speaker 1: awaiting his attention, and then the flick of his tongue
Speaker 1: circling her clit, sucking it as his fingers pushed inside
Speaker 1: her once again. Jane's body tensed to the sensation of
Speaker 1: being filled once more. His tongue flicked her clit, sucking
Speaker 1: it between his teeth as his fingers thrust in and out.
Speaker 1: Come for me now, he said the words, vibrating against
Speaker 1: her clit. Jane's body exploded with a r orgasm, writhing
Speaker 1: under the unyielding caress of his tongue. The waves of
Speaker 1: pleasure cascaded up and down her body, her pussy clutchings
Speaker 1: his fingers like a ravenous animal. Suddenly they were gone,
Speaker 1: finding her ass quickly and efficiently, Mark pushed his fingers
Speaker 1: inside there, massaging along her back passage as his tongue
Speaker 1: unrelentingly pummeled her clid, biting it, perpetuating a orgasm, grasping
Speaker 1: his hair tightly as her orgasm spiraled through her body,
Speaker 1: twisting her into a state of blissful confusion. Please, she
Speaker 1: vanished between moans, ignoring her pleats. Mark thrust his tongue
Speaker 1: between her lips, pushing inside, the tip flicking furiously along
Speaker 1: her throbbing pussy, slipping another finger inside her ass. Her
Speaker 1: hips pushed up at the sensation, gripping every cell, his
Speaker 1: unrelenting tongue invading her pussy relentlessly. Jane's mind slipped from
Speaker 1: her grasp as wave after wave of orgasm pummeled her body.
Speaker 1: Then suddenly he stopped. He stood between her thighs, turning
Speaker 1: her slightly and lifting her legs against his shoulders, enabling
Speaker 1: his cock to push inside her clutching pussy while he
Speaker 1: fingered her ass, feeling the two motions in beautiful symphony.
Speaker 1: In the darkness of her mate shift, blindfold lies flickered
Speaker 1: across her vision. As his cock thrust inside her, stretching
Speaker 1: her lips, his fingers massaging inside her ass, his cockhead
Speaker 1: pushing along the walls of her pussy. Jane screamed out
Speaker 1: in pleasure, her mind sinking quickly into a cavern of
Speaker 1: lustful delight. Her pussy clutched along his length, desperate to
Speaker 1: fill the heat of his seat, filling her, completing her.
Speaker 1: The sensation of his hard cock throbbing inside her fueled
Speaker 1: the relentless orgasm spiraling through her body, her sanity disappearing
Speaker 1: with every wave. Of pleasure. Suddenly, his cock swelled inside her,
Speaker 1: His body stiffened, and a warm heat filled her pussy,
Speaker 1: intensifying her pleasure. As he came inside her, Mark dipped
Speaker 1: his head as his cock slipped from her pussy, kissing
Speaker 1: down her breast her stomach. Jane realized whether this was
Speaker 1: leading and said vault. Mark stopped and stood, Reaching forward,
Speaker 1: his fingers slipped the makeshift blindfold from her eyes and
Speaker 1: released her hands. Blinking in the dim light, she looked
Speaker 1: at the man she had known so many years ago,
Speaker 1: up and down. He had certainly gained a little weight,
Speaker 1: but to her he still looked good, and, judging by
Speaker 1: the remains of his erection, the feeling was reciprocated. Leaning forward,
Speaker 1: she took his stell trembling cock and kissed the tip gently.
Speaker 1: His shudder resonated along his shaft, causing a smile to
Speaker 1: a rupt across her lips. Sorry to stop you, but
Speaker 1: I think I would have fainted if you carried on,
Speaker 1: whispered her eyes caressing his. And that's a bad thing,
Speaker 1: he said, simply, Well, maybe not on a vaulting horse.
Speaker 1: So a nice safe bed next time, he asked, before
Speaker 1: moaning loudly as Jane slipped his cock inside her mouth,
Speaker 1: the taste of both their pleasure teasing her tongue exquisitely.
Speaker 1: As long as you promised not to disappear abroad on
Speaker 1: me again, she said, as a combined conderable down her chin. Deal,
Speaker 1: he said, before moaning again as his cock twitched as
Speaker 1: Jane's fingers massaged his bulls firmly. Well, I hope you
Speaker 1: enjoyed that story. Next week, yes we have a new story,
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