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The mirror glimmered with reflected sunlight. It was strange, Mirry
mused that for the first time in a very long time,
in fact, probably as long as she could remember, she
actually felt comfortable looking at herself in the mirror. She
was tempted to suggest the lingerie covered up her worse parts,
but that just wasn't true, nor did it flatter her.
That might suggest an insincere compliment ignoring her curves. The
truth was it took her curves and created a flow
with the rest of her body, so it all sort
of worked. Looking at the sheer material that barely kissed
her naked skin, giving it a sensitive, warm blue hue,
hiding enough to be classy yet hinting, and enough to
be seductive, Mary wondered why she hadn't tried it before
the jade did. Taunts of her past echoed in her ears,
in kind words of her peers when she was younger,
and the torments of her ex boyfriends who only seemed
to belittle her, drifted through her mind, reminding her of
exactly why. But as she looked in the mirror, her
hands bored as she remembered the honest appraisal of mister
Amoru Mark. She remembered his cock as it swelled between
her fingers. The look of sheer animalistic lust as he
watched her in the lingerie did in those voices until
there were nothing but a faded memory. Her fingers caressed
her self material. She gasped slightly at the amplified sensation
of her touch, as if the teddy added another level
to every movement of her fingers. It is strange, she thought.
A week ago, I avoided looking at myself in the mirror,
but now it actually turns me on. Her pussy gently
throbs in agreement, the familiar dully growing as her fingers
explore her hardening nipples. She couldn't resist letting her fingers
dance over her body. It wasn't like before, when her
self pleasure in touch was only for a release. This
was something more. She honestly felt as if she was
making love to her body. Despite her new confidence, she
couldn't hold back a blush at the thought. The first
time she had made love properly and it was with herself.
There was something poignant about that. She just couldn't figure
out what. Reaching for the boutique bag on the bed,
she removed the item within. She loved the teddy. It
made everything up from her thighs feel amazing, but it
still wasn't complete. She wanted this feeling of beauty to
embrace her whole body. Opening the packaging, she removed a
pair of sheer stockings. She had considered a guard belt,
but couldn't make the class work, so she opped it
for thigh eyes instead. That seemed a lot simpler. Sitting
on the edge of the bed, she rolled a stocking
up and slid her hand inside, then unrolling it along
the arm. The sheer material was like the most beautiful
kissl on her skin, the lace top adding another level
of femininity. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she
rolled it back down, removed it from her arm, and
slid it up her leg, moaning gently as the sensuous
material stroked her in a thigh, and as that lace
top gently grasped at that soft flesh, her pussy clutched
in anticipation, allowing her finger tips to continue upward. Mary's
pussy trembled with need. She could feel her wet heat
burning through the sheer material. Gee. She needed satisfaction again.
Reaching for the vibrator Mark had given her that now
had a premnent home on her nightstand, she slid it
inside that teddy before reaching for her phone. I need
to come again, she texted. Then, after thinking for a moment,
she texted please. Within seconds of vibrators sprung to life. Somehow,
knowing Mark was controlling it somewhere made it more intimate.
They had been doing this several times a day since
their last meeting. Mark was still a full time teacher
and had a lot of work to do preparing for
this meal. Otherwise they would share these moments in person.
Mary wondered where he was right now. Was he in
a staff meeting while he pleasured her, perhaps giving a class.
There was something incredibly sexy about thinking of him surrounded
by unknowing eyes as he took her to where she
needed to go. Her pussy clutched in the mirror she watched.
To prolong her pleasure, she moved the beautiful latex toy
around her pussy, allowing it to kiss every part of
her sex. Her eyes closed as the pleasure grew, her
legs tensing around her hand. She could imagine how hard
Mark's cock claws, knowing he was giving her another orgasm
and what she might do with it. Her eyes opened
slightly as the onslaught of her orgasm spread. In the mirror.
She could see his eyes as he watched her, his
fingers sliding up and down the throbbing length of his erection.
She knew he could control his orgasm any more than
she could control hers. The thought of him stood between
her legs, watching her touch herself became too much to bear.
As she writhed on her bed, consumed by the raptures
of her orgasm. Loud moans echoed from deep inside her
throat as she rocked her pelvis against a vibrating toy.
His body tightened, his strokes became faster. He growled deep
and resonant as a warm flood of his seamen caressed
her stomach, inspiring a hot flush of her orgasm to
spiral through her body. A water full of pleasure cascaded
from a pussy, erupting like the most beautiful explosion between
her thighs. As a moan subsided. As she succumbed to
the warm after glow that embraced her body, her phone
deemed better. Mark texted, trying to control the shuddering through
her body. She grappled with her phone and after several attempts,
replied with a simple yes, good see you in an hour.
His reply came back almost instantaneously an hour. Oh fuck,
Merry moaned and tried standing, her legs buckling as soon
as she stood, forcing her back onto the bed. It
was at least twenty minutes before she stood and danced
around her bedroom, trying to dress her uniform for the evening,
whilst calling a cab. Her pussy still gently throbbed with
pleasure as she got out of the cab in front
of the hall, her legs still trembling slightly. This level
of pleasure was addictive, but Mary's desire to do well
tonight in sure. She regained control of her body, adjusting
her close Before she pushed through the large doors. She
took a moment to find the bathroom to ensure everything
was secure. She really didn't want the vibrator falling out
in the middle of service, and despite its securing straps,
she wanted peace of mind so you might focus on
the job in hand. Eventually she found the main hall.
It was huge, and although the meal didn't begin for
another hour, it seemed like it was already full of
a gazillion people. Her eyes darted across the sea her
faces until she fell marked speaking to a small group
of very official looking people. He acknowledged her with a
smile and a nod. While he continued talking, Mary waited patiently.
The noise of conversation buzzed around the hall. He looked
very much like her old school. There was a race
stage at the fire end, with heavy curtains drawn. Closed
tables were set out across the expanse of the floor,
and people moved around, trying to find their places in
the melee of seating. Her feet already ate in her
high hills as she wondered how she might move around
all these tables, let alone carry meals without dropping them.
This suddenly seemed like a terrible idea. Mary clenched and
clenched her fists repeatedly, trying to control the rising anxiety,
her throat already burned with the onslaught of acid. What
the fuck was she doing? How on earth does she
think she could handle this? She could barely control her
nerves in a normal social meeting, but this, well, this
was just off the scale. Deciding to leave, she turned
on her heel before a gentle caress started between her thighs. Suddenly,
her mind was distracted by the pleasure growing subtly inside
her panties. Her lips dried as she bit them gently.
The familiar, warm glow of arousal embraced her body and
chased away her concerns, her mind occupied with a slowly
throbbing pleasure right there on her clipped For a moment,
all the people in the room disappeared, and as Mary
closed her eyes, she was back in Mark's study, her
lips stretched around his girth. He now she could feel
every pulsing movement of his eraction as it slid in
and out of a wanton pussy. Suddenly, his voice was
right next to her, his warm body inviting hers to
melt into his, to submit to him, as she submitted,
oh so willingly into the protective embrace of his aura.
You okay, yeah, she managed, swallowing her gasps. Goosebumps peppered
her body as his hand slid up and down her back,
his thumb pressing firmly along her spine, spreading the warm
glow of relaxation. The gentle vibrations between the thighs quieted,
but the relaxation remained. How am I going to serve
all these tables? I've never even carried a plate of
food that far, she whispered. I'm guessing you didn't read
the notes I gave you, Mark said, with a warm smile. No,
Mark replied, as a gentle blush invaded her cheeks. She
was aware of the notes, but presumed they had just
said nothing more than get order, take order at a table,
put order down. What else could they say? Okay, You'll
be next to a table, my table, as it happens,
and if anyone needs anything, they will raise their hands
for simple things like cutlery, drinks or condiments. There is
a table at the far end with everything on and
you can get those from there. For the meal orders,
you radio them through to the kitchen with the person's
name and the table, and the serving staff will bring
those to you from the kitchen, Mark said, passing her
an earpiece. All you have to do is look beautiful,
charm them with your smile, and remember you are out
there head table, he breathed as he helped her put
in the earpiece. Now press a button on the side
and say Marry malone. Checking in for the head table,
he said, and watched her as she checked him, his
eyes warm with understanding. Okay, let's go to the head table.
It's time for me to get seated anyway, he said,
as his hand pressed gently on the smaller her back,
guiding her through the people finding their seats. Eventually they
found their way to the top table, and Mark pulled
out his chair before leaning into Mary and whispering, Just
go around the table and introduce yourself to everyone and
suggest that if they need anything, then they just need
to raise their hand, he said as he sat down.
Keep that smile going, and then when you're finished, just
stand up here behind me. If you have any problems,
I'm close by. Mary moved around the table, introducing herself
and doing as Mark had suggested. By the time she
was standing behind Mark again, she felt surprisingly at ease
with what she was doing. Mark reached behind her and
squeezed her thigh, gently, feeling the lace tops on her
thigh eyes. He smiled at her as his finger tips
caressed the material through her soft skirt, pressing gently and
sending a shudder of sudden desire through her body. The
evening went surprisingly fast. The only slight hurdle came as
the mills was served and the beautiful fragrance had filled
the room. Reminded Mary that she had forgotten to eat earlier,
and her stomach growled like a crouchedy old man. Once
her plates were cleared, Mark stood and spoke. Mary wondered
how he managed to speak to so many people so well.
She just knew if she was stood in front of
all these people, she would collapse into a ball of nerves. Eventually,
he introduced the next speaker, who had some posh sounding name,
apparently ran in charity that Mary quickly forgot the name of.
A ripple of respectful applause circulated the room as the
other speaker stood, thanking Mark and picking up a pile
of notes from beside him. Mark didn't sit back down. Instead,
he turned to Mary and whispered, come with me, there
is something I need a hand with. Mary followed him
through a door at the far end of the hall,
the new speaker's voice disappearing as the door shut behind them.
Mark spoke as he hurried on the corridor. Ronald would
bore them for at least half an hour, so that
means thirty minutes for us. He took her hand and
led her up a sure flight of wooden steps, a
vast space over and before her. Heavy curtains provided an
alternative to a wall along one side. The distant, muffled
sounds of Ronald's speech permeated the material. There was a
little in the room apart from a chage lange and
a theatrically oversized chair. Are you on the stage, Mary
ventured curiously. We are indeed, Arles said, as he flicked
on an unseen standard lamp next to the chair, his
light only providing a dim contrast to the gloom that
draped the stage, lighting a deep power rug just an
inch of curtains of orders privacy. Loosening his pants and
sitting in the chair, he studying Merry for a moment,
noticing how suddenly meek she looked. Taking his phone from
his pocket, his eyes gazed up and down her body.
You've done really well tonight, he said, every word dripping
with sincerity. Sliding his finger over the phone. The vibrator
in her Teddy gently resurrected its caress of Mary's clip,
sending a shock wave of unexpected pleasure through her now strip,
he commanded. Mary turned to face him, half expecting him
to be grinning, as if in jest, but his face
was stern, his jaw locked. His hand slid into his
loosened pants, pulling his erection from its confinement. Mary paused
for a moment. She had never undressed for a man,
had suddenly felt very self conscious and nervous. Mark Leasley
put his phone on the arm of the chair as
his hand grasped at his hard cock. See how hard
you make my cock at just the thought of you
imagine how will be as I watch you strip down
to your lingerie. As if hypnotized, Mary's eyes fixated on
the movement of his hand up and down his shaft.
There was something so sexy about watching a man touch himself.
She groaned gently as his hand slid over his balls,
massaging them. Mary's hand found the buttons of her shirt
of his own accord, loosening each one slowly. The cold
air invaded her open shirt, sending tingles dancing over her skin.
Mark's hand moved over his buttons, exposing his chest until
his fingers found his nipple and stroked it. Even in
the gloom, Mary was sure his cock swelled as he
massaged his nipple. Unbuttoning the waistband of her skirt, she
moved her hips to a allow it to slide down
the legs. I love the way you move your hips,
Mark moaned as he gently slid a finger over his phone,
the vibrations growing between Mary's legs. Moaning gently, her fingers
danced over the sheer materival of her teddy. Exploring her
red nipple. She rubbed it roughly, intensifying the sensations inside
a pussy. Mark's eyes watched her fingers move with a
new intensity. Almost obsessed with watching, Mary touched herself bringing
He held up his hand, inviting her to join him.
The sound of Mary's heels echoed across the stage as
she moved to take his hand, and as their fingers connected,
he simply said, on your knees. Mary crouched in front
of him. Mark's fingers slid through her hair, brushing her
hair back from her face. He said, I want to
watch your pretty eyes as you take me in your mouth.
Mary tried to wrap her fingers around the extent of
his swollen girth, gripping his trembling shaft. She kissed up
and down his length, her fingers finding his tightening balls,
she rubbed them gently. Extending one finger behind them, she
massaged between his thighs. The intense rubbing in his cock
grew as her lips caressed back up his length Slowly,
her lips kissed at the tip of him, her tongue
dancing across his slit. Mark's hips raised in appreciation, his
cock edging between her lips, circling his cockhead with her tongue.
His body tensed at the sensations moving through him. His
eyes closed despite the gloom echoing the pleasure that was
flooding through his body, her lips. She slid her mouth
down his shaft, her tongue, enticing his cock deeper. Mark's
eyes shone with a brilliance as his tip threatened her throat. Slowly,
Mary dragged her mouth back up his shaft, the edge
of her teeth setting every nerve of light in his
entire length. Droaning loudly, Mark fumbled with his phone, the
vibrations exploding along Mary's clip, her moans of pleasure vibrating
along his length. Mark's fingers pulled on her hair, his
cock pushing deeper more urgently. Struggling for breath, Mary gasped
as his cock thrust in a determined rhythm, its full
length sliding rapidly between her lips. Watching him this close
to coming sped things up. The swirling sensation of an
orgasm already invading every selling Her body clutched with need.
Mark pulled out of her mouth and motioned for her
to move up. Mary stood and kneeled across him, sliding
her teddy to one side. She took his cock in
her hand and guided him between her trembling lips. As
she slid down his shaft, her sex massaging every delicious
inch along him. She couldn't help but moan loudly as
his head pushed along that velvety spot, teasing a cascade
of fireworks through her body. The sensation of the vibrator
pushing hard onto her clit as her pelvises pressed against
each other sent her into a frenzied lust as she
lifted her hips and then repeatedly impelled her needy pussy
onto his length, the vibrator crushing against her clit as
wave after wave of sheer pleasure flooded her body. Grasping
his chest for support, Mary dragged her fingers nails across
his nipples, pinching them between her fingers as she rode
him wildly, forcing him to arch his back and thrust
his cock even deeper. Mark's hand reached behind her and
spank tor ass, sending that familiar sensation of stealing ecstasy
through her whole body. Unable to control the pulsating wildfire
pushing through her, Mary's thighs tightened as she pushed down
harder along his length, crying in pleasure as his nails
dug into the cheeks of her ass. Forcing his cock
to the very end of her. Tears drifted unbidden down
her cheeks as a surge of sensations coursed through her.
Mark pulled her closer, his eyes fixated on hers, with
a wild passion burning behind them as he growled Fuck Mary.
Before her pussy flooded with warm streams of his cumb
Her own body reacted so beautifully, so perfectly, as it
clutched his pulsing cock, the sensation of his throbbing length
massaging her pussy to perfection. As the waterfall of her
own orgasm cascaded down her body. The vibrator posed heavily
against her throbbing clt without mercy, prolonging her orgasm. The
potent mixture of mark still pulsing cock deep inside her
and the vibrator massaging her sent her body into spasms
of torturous pleasure. Mark held her gaze for the longest moment,
the feeling of the pleasure moving between them creating a
magical atmosphere. Suddenly, he pushed his arms up her thighs
and lifted her, roughly flipping her. He dropped her heavily
onto the chair. Mary gassed loudly at the surprise. Before
she could take her next breath, Mark whipped off the
vibrator and pushed her legs over his shoulders, his tongue
flicking mercilessly at her still throbbing clit, sucking it between
his teeth, dragging his teeth along it. Mary's body convulsed
in response. Lightning shot through every nerve as she twisted
in a torrent of pleasure. One of his hands pushed
quickly up her stomach and pressed on her breasts, holding
her stone against a chair as he thrust three fingers
of his free hand into her sex, his fingers dancing
over that spot, teasing it, tormenting it, extending her orgasm
to the point Mary thought she might faint. Not heeding
her cries for mercy, Mark's tongue continued to whip viciously
at her clip, pushing the throbbing far beyond her pussy.
She could feel it in her throat. Reaching down with
her hands, she grasped at his hair, pulling it into
tight balls as she tried to maintain some sanity. Fuck,
this was too much. Wave after wave of her orgasm
assaulted her body. Mary's legs wrapped tightly around Mark's head,
as she begged him to stop. Despite the extreme intensity
of his mouth on a raking pussy, Mary's hips raised
against his mouth, his stubble pushed at her lips as
his tongue continued to torture her desire still further. Every
inch of her body was on fire with its infernal pleasure,
and yet still he pushed her further, gasping for are
the sensation of Mark's tongue pressing between her folds, sucking
at their juices, his free hand exploring her ass before
sliding two long fingers inside, massaging, thrusting. Mary's whole body
exploded in orgasm at this relentless onslaught. The pleasure spiraling
through her was like a wildfire. Opening her eyes wide,
the gloom of the room lit up in a veil
of twinkling starlight. As her pleasure burnt across her pussy.
She trembled violently as his tongue slowed, his beautiful eyes
looking up at her over a mound, his eyes twinkling mischievously,
before kissing slowly upper body, every touch of his warm
lips releasing another cascade of pleasure. Their mutual satisfaction lingered
on his breath as he held her gaze, their warm
breaths mixing as their lips brushed, the warm taste of
their satisfaction drifting between their mouths as their tongue embraced
with slow and deeperfection, their warm juices moving between each
other's mouths, pressing harder against each other. Mary felt the
warm caress of the mixing so perfectly as it slid
down her throat. After the longest moment, their kisses softened, loving,
becoming more tender as the taste of ecstasy moved between them,
truly melting into each other. Leaning back, she held Mar's gaze.
The glistening of their orgasms sparkled on his chin, kissing
it gently from his skin. She kickled, So did I
get the job? That's it more? He replied, you have
some very hidden talents there. Somewhere in the distance. The
sound of applause invaded the euphoric bubble. Shit ma'am moaned,
we better get dressed. Sounds like Ronald is just finishing.
In the dim light, they could only hope they dressed
correctly before they slipped back into the main hall. As
the applause died, Mark stood in front of his chair,
his hands on the table, supporting him as his knees
threatened to buckle. Thank you, Ronald, another riveting speech, he said,
without a hint of the intended sarcasm. Now Louise Kitchen
will talk about her work with deprived children, he said,
sounding relieved, as he lowered himself back into his chair.
Mary tried to stand still, but her legs quivered as
the after glow permeated every cell of her body. Somewhere
at the end of the table, a hand raised into
the air. Slowly, with very controlled movements, Mary walked to
the end of the table with a bottle of wine.
As she bent to fill the empty glass, the warm
caress of their mix come kissed down her thighs. Escaping
that beautiful teddy, Mary smiled a little wider at the sensation,
their secret hidden to all. She looked up at the
curtains and a pussy clutched a little at the memory
aged into her mind. So next week we have a
new story, Yes, toying, what to do with you? Toying,
what to do with you? Next week? I'm going to
surprise you. So until next week, and always with your
pleasure in mind. This is devil in wild wishing you
salacious dreams.
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