The guy down the street

The guy down the street

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He layed me on the bed as I pulled him on top of me. We kissed. It got more and more hungry. I tugged at his jeans as he was unbuttoning mine and moved on to his. The rest of our clothes came off and I mean everything. I had never been completely naked with a guy before. I started tensing up and I guess he could tell. He looked at me with such sureness in his eyes that everything is going to be ok. With that I nodded and our hips came together as I let out a tiny whimper of love, lust....and joy.
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**** She let her silk robe fall to the ground revealing all of her and found it overly satisfying the way his eyes followed the movement of her robes down to the ground, coming slowly back up her now completely naked body. With the way he looked at her in that moment she had never had more pride in her body nor felt more beautiful. But enough with the looking, it wouldn't take care of the ache she felt in her nether regions. She advanced on him and kissed him, he didn't move. Thinking this might have been a mistake after all, she moved her head back from his face and was going to apologize for her brazen actions when he drew her face back to his with one large hand and slammed his mouth ferociously on hers. She smiled, she just might have broken the resolve of the reserved Chancellor. The kiss was not disappointing in anyway, it was hard, passionate and fervent. Soon they were moving back towards her bed, she was hastily undressing him with frantic fingers. He threw her on the bed and removed his mouth from hers, moving it to her throat, his hands roaming all over her body, pleasuring her. There was something about it though, he wasn't with her like someone would be with someone they were with for the first time; exploring, discovering. Rather, it was as though he already knew her body from head to toe; knowing her pleasure points, just how much to push to get a reaction from her, and somehow she knew what he would do next. It was hard to explain. It felt as though they have done this countless of times before whereas this is their first time together. She was rather impatient, as he was taking his time with her body without necessarily dealing with the ache, and she frantically reached for him beneath his trousers....

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