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by deirdre, 10/26/94
My mouth was open. Air poured in and out in breaths that I still couldn't control. Marie was the same as she straddled my body, naked. My softening cock was still inside her and she leaned toward me, using her arms to support her. I stared at her distracted face as she tried to catch her breath. She was so beautiful. And the most gorgeous female I could imagine: I watched her breasts heaving as they hung from her leaning body.
It had *never* been like this before. She was so wild--she made me wild. I couldn't believe the way she had been bouncing wildly up and down on my cock, groaning, throwing her head back. If I'd seen it in a movie, I'd *never* imagined me and my Marie like this.
She was looking at me now. I detected the hint of a smile as she gradually recovered her breath. I continued to watch her regain control of herself.
"It was worth it, wasn't it?" she finally asked.
I guess it was inevitable that she'd ask that. "The answer is *no*!" She laughed at me. I cringed at my memory.
She spoke: "I *knew* you couldn't admit it! John said you didn't complain. You have to admit, it *did* get me excited just like I said it would."
"I don't understand why you have this interest in John."
"Dummy! You *know* that it's you I love!" She leaned down and kissed me. She can *definitely* kiss. She drew her lips from mine and leaned over and whispered in my ear: "It would be worth visiting him again, wouldn't it?"
No way! "Why is it that you *want* me to do that?"
"I told you, it *excites* me! And knowing you'd do that for me." I wondered how I was going to get her off this kick.
"And did you send Cal to see John?" Her last boyfriend. "And others?"
"Cal wouldn't go."
"So it's just *me* you pick on?"
"Honey, I *dropped* Cal."
I was still wondering about her and John. "But *why* this fetish about John? You still have a thing about him?"
"Honey, I'm living with *you*, right?"
"When's the last time *you* visited John." I watched her eyes. Not a flicker. Sometimes I wonder about her--she always seems in control. I needed to press this.
"*Vicki* went when I asked her," she said. I stared. She didn't smirk but I'm sure she was suppressing one.
"Yes." I couldn't believe this.
"And he... ?"
It was impossible. Vicki, one of Marie's best friends, is a fox. Her going to see John and... "Does she *like* that?"
"Why did she... ?" Vicki letting John do that. It was too much.
"Well," she said. Now it looked like a very wicked smile she was suppressing. "There was something she wanted very badly."
I bit. "And what was that?"
She grinned and started moving her body again. "I'll *bet* you'd like to know." She leaned down and kissed me again. Her breasts rubbed against my chest and she brought her lips to my ear and kissed it. I felt her hand edging down my body between her legs, then fingering my cock. I thought about what Vicki might have wanted. Yes, I was stirring again. "Want some more?" she whispered.
"You have to ask?" I replied. She continued to wriggle. I heard her breath pickig up. I was hard again. I felt her body slowly sliding up from my cock, which was beginning to slide out again.
"Are you sure?" she whispered. It was breathier. She ever-so-slowly slid back down onto my cock. I thought about how wild she'd been earlier.
"Oh god yes," I barely managed to answer. My body anticipated what she was offering.
"Stop me unless..." She continued rubbing her breasts against my chest. Her body was sliding up and down my cock. "...you'll visit him again."