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against his
own cock through the slender membrane separating them, was
absolutely delicious. For her part, her mind was emptied of all
thought apart from the awareness of how full she was. His hands
slid around, swirling again on her clit and pinching down painfully
on her left nipple, always the more sensitive. She gritted her
teeth as he went on lazily fucking her, withdrawing the attentions
to her clit and nipple just as she needed them most, returning them
when she expected them least. He felt moisture on his thighs, and
withdrew momentarily, relishing the view of her moisture wetting
his legs and leaving a slick sheen on her skin. Fucking her arse
always made her pussy so incredibly wet, so that it more than
easily accommodated the thick dildo.
    “ I
want to suck you...” she murmured through her gasps.
    He
pulled out and presented the dildo to her, slick with her cunt
juices, and brushed it against her lips. She eagerly took it into
her mouth, sucking herself off it, moving up to his balls,
similarly smeared with her fluids, before experimentally licking
the broad base of his dick. He held his breath. They had never done
this before. Before his astonished eyes, his beautiful blindfolded
wife took his cock in her mouth. He had to close his eyes in short
order to stave off an orgasm, but once he had collected himself, he
watched her, fixing every detail of the image into his head. Her
cascading red locks, her lips tightly wrapped around his hard cock,
the dildo, lubed with her cum and saliva thrusting between her
upthrust tits. He doubted he'd need to watch porn again for a
while.
    She
swirled her tongue around his opening, collecting his precum, and
then withdrew, breathing on his dick, mimicking the way he had
teased her earlier. However, he welcomed it: he needed a moment to
gather himself― though he could have cum any moment, he wanted to
draw out this perfect moment with his beloved, beautiful redheaded
slut for as long as he possibly could. He could barely believe that
she was his, married to him forever.
    He
returned his cock to her arse, the dildo to her cunt, and his hands
to their accustomed places. She writhed in his arms, biting at her
finger, making little squeaking noises in her throat. He let her
cum, feeling her tense every muscle at once, then shudder in
orgasm, squirting her fluid over his hand, going limp in his arms.
He let her fall onto the bed, thrusting his cock roughly into her
mouth. She sucked on it only briefly before he came too, his cum
splatting over her face, tits, and belly. He fell back, completely
spent. After a time he opened his eyes sleepily and ginned at her.
She rolled into his arms, burying her head in the nook between
shoulder and cheek and inhaling his scent, which was as
intoxicating to her as fine wine.
    They
couldn’t wait for the rest of their life.

 
    Bending over the Rugby Boy
    Mark
played fly half on his university’s rugby team, and lived and
breathed the sport. The fly half coordinates strategy as the game
progresses, and apart from speed and strength, needs the ability to
make tactical decisions, as the name suggests, on the fly. He had a
reputation for arrogance, often flying on instinct, but his gambles
paid off often enough to earn him respect. He loved match days,
getting up at the crack of dawn, piling into the bus with the team,
playing the game he loved and then drinking until first light the
next day.
    Usually, he could expect some pussy at the end of the night.
The girls in university bars, whose eyes slid over him, evaluating
his muscular build, usually liked what they saw. The ones he pulled
typically wanted to be dominated, which he had no issue with. He
loved wrapping a girls soft hair round his fingers and pulling her
head back as he fucked her from behind, letting him pull out, stand
and cum over her face. Apart from his famous screw kick, he
considered that his signature move.
    The
union bar was strangely deserted for a Saturday. Exam season