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Moist with sweat the object of my desire Turnabout is fair play by Danny Boy She was lying on the bed, fast asleep. Not the "tired" sleep that comes from lack of the same. No, this was the kind of sleep that comes from having your sexual thirst quenched . . . . deep, satisfying sleep . . . . the "nothing else in the world matters for a few hours" sleep. I smiled to myself, . . . . after all, IÕm the reason sheÕs sleeping so soundly. Lying at an angle across the bed on her stomach, her mahogany hair framed her face. The rumpled sheets couldnÕt begin to tell the story of what had happened. Her deep breathing indicated by the steady rise and fall of flesh that, a short time ago, had been moist with sweat and the object of my desire. I looked long at the naked form prone before me. She always had a cute butt. Her mouth, with her full lips parted as she slept, had an almost invisible trace of saliva falling to the sheet on the bed. My cock twitched at the sight, reminding me of the image of her just a few orgasms ago. Her eyes riveted on mine, my spurting cock unloading in her mouth and a dollop of cum that escaped the same corner of her mouth and ran down toward her chin. Other memories flashed back as well and, with it, more stiffness in my organ. I moved to the edge of the bed. Should I wait or wake her with a tickle on her lips? Ahh, but which lips! One set had her wonderful tongue . . . . the other set would have mine. As I stroked my cock, wondering if I should splash myself over her lips and mouth to wake her, I thought back to the start of our evening . . . . . . . . . . She was in one of her "fun" moods. I mean, sheÕs always fun but sometimes more fun than others. This was one of those times! She was almost "saucy", uninhibited and confident. Leaving the restaurant, we walked the darkened streets to where she had parked. Handing me her keys, she allowed me to be the gentleman and open her door. I pocketed the keys! "What are you up to?" she asked. "My dear Oceania, I thought weÕd take a little detour before we go!" I said. With a slight pout she said "Not too long I hope. I canÕt wait to get you alone!". The grin that seductively spread across her face as she spoke made me want to grab her hand and run to our destination. It was an older hotel, not far from where her Jag was parked. Once the jewel of the cityÕs many hotels, the Benson had fallen on some hard times. A recent ownership change and several millions had restored it to itÕs former beauty. A crack staff added to the image . . . and an occasional Presidential stay! Walking thru the open lobby, with itÕs open bar and jazz combo playing, many a head turned to watch her move towards the elevator. We both knew that they were looking. Her emerald green dress shimmered in the warm lighting. The tall high-heels accenting her walk. The thin spaghetti straps showing lots of shoulder, back, and enough cleavage to make a man want to see more. The dress fit just "so" as to make a man wonder if there was "anything" on underneath. I knew! The elevator ride was quiet except for a brief "very nice" from your lips. Your eyes, however, spoke volumes . . . . . and I was in the mood for a novel. She grabbed my arm as we walked down the hall to the room . . . a small suite, just the way she liked it - small sitting area, big bathroom, BIGGER bed! She slipped out of her heels in the sitting room and moved to the bedroom. The turndown service had been performed and the big bed and many pillows looked quite inviting. "Oooooh!" she squeeled. She had found the scarf laying at the foot of the bed. "ItÕs your favorite color . . . and it took me forever to locate one!" I said. She smiled an open, warm smile . . . the kind that would drown the world if she ever smiled at the North Pole. "ItÕs lovely . . . . . but itÕs not quite the right shade of Peacock Blue." was her reply. Her innocent voice contradicted her pouty lip and the fire in her eye. "IÕll have to keep looking then, but for now it will have to suffice . . . . and IÕll return in a moment". With that, I slipped into the bathroom. It was roomy with a Jacuzzi jetted tub that might hold two people. IÕd keep that in mind!! After concluding business, I reached for the door handle and hit the lights as I opened the door only to find . . . . . . . Dark, at first . . . . then, with eyes adjusting, the lights in the bedroom were off. The only light was bleeding in from the sitting room. . . . . . and there she was!! It took a moment for me to remember to breathe . . . . and another to refresh my mind as to how that was done!! She was in her heels again, the end of the scarf was laying across her right breast. It went up, around her neck, down the side of her left breast and around her left arm, akimbo on her hip. And that was all. . . . . besides a seductive grin. As my eyes took her in, I couldnÕt help but notice the smooth shaved pussy lips, how her right hand was tracing little circles around those same lips, how those eyes almost glowed by themselves - as if they were showing the fire that raged inside her. . . . . "My God, Oceania, you are stunning!" and I moved, slowly, toward her. She backed up slightly, to the edge of the huge bed. I reached her and her right hand raised up to rest on my shoulder as my hands came to rest on her waist. "IÕm sooo hot right now, I could just scream!" she said. "Screaming will only bring unwanted visitors. Let me help bring you to a boil . . . and if youÕre too loud . . . .well, IÕll have to put something in your mouth." With a high pitched giggle, I pushed her backwards onto the bed. I grabbed her high heels as she tried to steady herself on the bed. I pulled her ankles toward me until her luscious ass was at the edge of the bed. Pushing the heels toward her, her legs spread for me . . . offering me a view of heaven. Letting her clad feet drop slowly to the ground, I lowered myself to my knees and placed small kisses on both thighs. As I moved towards her pussy, I wrapped my arms under her thighs and to the outside of her hips. There is nothing quite as sexy as shaved pussy. It reminds me of an old joke about grass not growing on a race track. This was gorgeous! The first kiss was just that, a kiss. The second, like a kiss on her other lips, had my mouth open and my tongue tenderly seek refuge. Her sighs and then the . . . . quick catch of her breath . . . I must be doing something right. Besides, I had some time to kill. My probing became a little more aggressive. Quick flicks of the tongue by her clit, then a long tongue stroke from the bottom of her pussy to the top of that smooth pussy. Hell, it was so smooth, I couldÕve licked up to her chin! I repeated my cycle over and over as her ass started to wiggle with my actions. I took my right pinkie finger and rubbed her pussy while I licked by her clit. A deep moan from her throat told me that the first orgasm of the evening was just about there. I slid my little finger into her pussy while sucking her upper lips into my mouth, almost like biting lightly on her nipple. Her hand grabbed my hair and pulled . . . but not before a quiet little scream escaped her clenched teeth. Okay, now for the good stuff I, thought. After a few tender kisses to her thighs, I attacked her pussy with my tongue. My now moist little finger slowly traced down to her ass and pushed tenderly inward. "Ooooh" was my reward. I licked and probed, licked and probed .. . . like a fencer - thrust & parry. My little friend was about a knuckle deep and my tongue was making wonderful sounds between her legs . . . . there was a knock at the door! "DonÕt you dare stop!" you hissed. I got up, "Sweetie, I have to, I ordered us a shrimp cocktail . . . something to feed to each other", I smiled and headed for the door. "Stay there, I wonÕt be long!". As I pulled the door to, I heard a "DAMN!" from the bedroom! I giggled to myself . . . whoÕs in control now!! When I opened the door, the light entered the room with me. She was lying on the bed, almost like I left her. Her left hand teasing her pussy, her right pulling on the nipple of her left breast. I had a rather large shrimp in my hand and approached her to place it in her mouth. She looked at me thru lust-filled eyes as she sat up, her left hand continuing itÕs teasing. "I should be mad at you." she said. I held the shrimp out to her and she . . . slowly. . . . let it . . . into . . . her mouth - make me re-think leaving her even for the moment. She sucked on the end of it and then bite off a majority of it. As she sexily chewed the morsel, the tang of the horseradish in the cocktail sauce had her breathing funny. I popped the rest of the shrimp in my mouth and went out for another one. "You have some making up to do, mister" she said as I came in with another shrimp. "IÕm on fire and youÕre . . ." ThatÕs when she saw him. "Oceania, these are the shrimp! IÕd like you to meet Andy . . . heÕs your cock-tail!" I said. Andy was a bit of a set up. In scoping the hotel out, I found him pleasant and, after some probing conversation, was willing to help me (and himself) in helping her. He stood in the doorway now. Oceania made no effort to cover herself. She smiled, in approval IÕm sure, and reached for my hand. "I need another shrimp, lover." she said. As I passed Andy in the doorway I told him he could go in and remove his pants. He looked to her and, with her smiling approval, moved into the room. She started stoking her outer lips as he started to remove the bellmanÕs uniform. I donÕt know who was putting on more of a show, him removing his pants and showing a 7.5" cock, or her, playing with her lips and making oral love to the shrimp I held in my hand. Her mouth on the shrimp was a sight to behold. I finally left it hanging out of her mouth to remove my own pants. Being free of any kind of contact with me, she moved over to AndyÕs side of the bed. "Are you sure about this, sweetie?" she asked. "Anything to make you happy and to make it a night to remember!" At this she squeeled and reached out for AndyÕs cock. She was lying on her stomach at the edge of the bed. One hand around the base of AndyÕs cock. . . . . the rest of it was in her mouth. Those incredible lips were quickly turning his cock into steel, not to mention what it was doing to mine watching her. With my pants off, I climbed on the bed behind her. I rolled her so that she lay on her right side, her head near the edge so she could continue to slurp on Andy. I moved her left leg to my left and her right leg to my right . . . .she looked like a pair of scissors, her pussy was an open invitation. I positioned myself so that I could slide into her and it felt like she was sideways! I just rocked back and forth listening to Oceania moan around his cock. She was like a kid in a candy shop!! Her moans started to get a higher pitch. If we didnÕt watch it, weÕd all cum soon. Not yet my love, this should last. Too late!! She came, tensing her mouth and her pussy at the same time, how Andy and I didnÕt cum is amazing. She pulled his cock out of her mouth, "Daniel, I must have this thing in my pussy when I cum again" she proclaimed. Always the gentleman, I pulled out of that sweet opening and gestured to Andy to take my place. His eyes spoke volumes of anticipation and enthusiasm. He was in her and stroking like a pro in just a minute. It was good for her, her vocalizing was getting louder, "ooooh, yes, baby . . . . thatÕs great, yes, oh, ah, aah, oooooh". I had to do something about this before someone called out the National Guard (thereÕs an idea for the future, Danny boy!). I sat near her head and held my cock out. My wish was answered in a heart beat. It never ceased to amaze me as to how her mouth felt like hot butter and velvet. I had been close before but this was going to do it for sure. AndyÕs rythmn was steading and she was fucking him right back. Then, she did it! She knows how this gets to me. She pulled me out of her mouth and licked my scrotum, soft, delicate licks . . . it always gives me shivers. I gasped as she plunged me into her mouth and sucked for all she was worth. It was a deadly combination . . ."Oh my God, Oceania. . . . yes, suck my cock honey, itÕs almost there" and I was. With all the action in her pussy, I wasnÕt sure if sheÕd figured out where I would cum . . . . didnÕt want to surprise her. "Yes, my pet, here it cums" I warned. She must have planned on it as the first shot of cum crossed her tongue. She pulled me out a little but continued to jack my cum into her open mouth. After a few shots, she took me back into her mouth, a dollop of cum running down her chin. As she went to wipe it, Andy said he was cuming. She fucked back and they both came in a frenzy. Andy laid back on the bed, in a degree of euphoria. After getting her legs back, Oceania crawled over between AndyÕs legs and started to lick his still hard cock. "That was a very nice cocktail. IÕd like to thank you" and she eased his cock into her mouth. I went out for another shrimp. Standing in the doorway, looking at the spectacle on the bed, God she was something. Her adorable ass was facing me and I could see her head moving up one side and down the other of his cock. He watched her every move. It was almost too much for me. My cock was hard, all 6" of it. Being smaller than Andy, this could work nicely. I got on the bed behind her and leaned down to stick my tongue between her cheeks. A long, low groan escaped her. I just barely put my fingertips on her hips and drew them up . . . . she raised her hips to give me better access. A few very wet tongue kisses and I moved up to her dynamite ass. Her movements on AndyÕs cock were picking up. With cock in hand, I teased it up and down her anus. As she relaxed, I edged into her incredible opening. It was hard to tell which orifice I was fucking. My strokes were slower, smoother than AndyÕs had been, but that was okay, I was really enjoying it. So was she from the way her hips rotated as I fucked her and her vocal noises were muffled by cock. This was almost heaven . . . . . then, she let go of Andy, looked at me and said "Fuck my ass, lover boy". There, now it was heaven . . . it was a sign as I felt my cock swell and that wickedly warm feeling start in my gut and push to the end of my cock. What a sweet sojourn, culminating in blasting seamen into her ass. She tightened around my cock and howled, or she would have if it hadnÕt been for AndyÕs cock. "What a great ass, O" I hissed. That sent Andy off in her mouth, catching her a bit by surprise. She choked once but continued to swallow every drop of his offering. Both of us fellows backed away from the sexy figure on the bed. Andy exclaimed that heÕd better get back to work. I let him out, grabbed another shrimp and stood next to the bed. . . . . . . . . . my cock was hard again. Those memories, and stroking my cock, had the desires going again. I had decided. . . I would cum in her mouth while she slept. Pre-cum was already making my fist slick. This wouldnÕt take long, might miss and get some on her face or in her "freshly-fucked" hair. Well, IÕd have to clean it up . . . that Jacuzzi will come in handy. I felt the cum moving toward the end of my cock, stroking faster and firmer, there. . . . . . FUCK ME CALL ME 1-888-629-1661

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