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Egyptian Moon

1. Egypt, Ages Past

When the Pharaoh's ruled Egypt, Ana Neba Keru was born and raised as the virgin daughter, schooled to be a priestess of Bast. She couldn't really remember the first time she had felt the stirrings between her legs and the excitement of self-fulfillment, but at the age of thirteen she began the practice of leaning naked in her palace window and masturbating under the stars. It was a great escape from her wrathful, hateful father.

When the moon beamed full down upon her youthful body upon her eighteenth birthday, she prayed to Bast and asked her to send her a great prince that would show her the pleasures that she yearned in heat every night, laying in her grand window.

Several miles away a man was born from the sand. He didn't know what he was or why he was there, but he knew he desired something that only the city would bring him. As if to give himself life, he named himself Tet-Ba.

2. Cairo, Today

He picked the young lady up when at the bar, feeling horny and needy. While his strange ailment stopped him from enjoying the pleasures fully, he tried with all his might in pleasuring the women that he found. This one was an exotic beauty, possibly from the Mideast, but she spoke English well.

Back at his apartment, they began to touch lips, tongues and to feel each other's bodies. He slid his hands over her small back and tight ass, squeezing and sinking his mouth into her neck. The girl moaned and begged for more. He took off her clothes, one by one, and massaged her ample breasts, stroking her stomach to her pubic thatch. She smiled and rolled her head and he pushed his fingers through her wet slit of flesh.

"That's it. Don't be shy. Feel my pussy," she said. He stroked and tugged gently on her lips and inserted a finger inside her slightly to get it nice and wet. Then he circled her hardening clit and she moaned, grabbing him and they fell on his bed. He rolled her over and began to kiss and lick down her neck, over her rising nipples and down her sweet stomach to bury his face between her thighs. Her hands went to his head and she writhed as he began to lick slowly around her pussy lips and hard nub. As her moans increased, he applied more pressure with his tongue, lapping more frantically and inserted a finger into her warm, tightening hole.

"Yeah, yeah," she said. "That's it. Eat my fucking pussy. Eat it. Eat it!"

Her undulations became heavier with bucking motions as she tried to grind her hot, fleshy vulva into his mouth and chin. He felt his soaking chin drip with her sweetness as she moaned and screamed out, her buttocks dropping onto the bed with resounding relief.

"You're a fucking god," she said. "But now it's your turn."

He shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I really can't. But thanks for letting me give you some pleasure."

"Well, honey?" she said. She aimed for his package and she could feel his penis, but then she pulled her hand away. "Oh my god, it's you!"

"I-I'm sorry. I just thought that—" He looked away, ashamed.

The girl wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. He could hear her heart beating, slowing from it's athletic romp.

"No, no. It's okay. I understand. Were you born like that?" she said.

"Yes, but I can still get excited. I just can't do anything about it," he said.

There was no pity, just sympathy from her. He caught her glimpsing at his daily paper, which had a large headline: NEW MUMMY EXHIBIT OPENS TODAY. Then she looked him straight in the eyes and said: "I have a story to tell you. You might not believe it at first, but you must listen. I know about your condition and I've been looking all over the world for you and for a very long time."

"How long?" he said.

"It's easier to explain," she said and then she began to tell him a story that sounded immediately true. He couldn't believe his ears, but listened as she grabbed her large purse and began to open it. He found out later what she had inside and it was to save him from his a curse...

3. Egypt, Ages Past

As Tet-Ba wandered the desert, in search of his city and the One Reason why he had come, he noticed that there was something between his legs. A hose of sorts, accompanied by two sacks that rose once and awhile beneath it. He fondled it absently, realizing that it could bring him pleasure. He stroked it until it grew, expanding and lengthening. His sacks would rise to become harder balls and they tingled with much delight. Tet-Ba knew that it was special, but he didn't exactly know what. These sacks held a formula that he was meant for...someone. But who?

After many more days of traveling, he began to realize what he had, or was it some type of remembrance of what it was all about? Either way, he knew that he carried an immortal elixir for someone special. It was so that the two of them could live in the Eternal Bliss together. But how was he going to find this person? How was he going to fulfill what Ra had sent him to deliver?

Contemplating, he finally came across a city in Northern Egypt. Their eunuch guards descended upon him, took him to their prison, clothed and fed him. But he was not a guest. He was a prisoner and he wondered what Ra had in store for him.

Then that night he had a dream, an omen. It gave him what he needed.

Eunuch guards presented the Desert Traveler to the Pharaoh, bringing him into the royal court. Several harem ladies and eunuchs stood to the side, watching to see what happened. The ladies saw him and gasped. Several of them shuddered and moaned as if in ecstasy, which disturbed the Pharaoh much. The Pharaoh looked the Desert Traveler over, disgruntled. So, here he was, supposedly: the One Promised of Ra. Tet-Ba.

"How can I believe you?" the Pharaoh asked.

The Desert Traveler said: "You will know when the Egyptian Moon becomes blood red. It will stay thus until I have found the One for whom I am searching."

"Then we will see, won't we?" said the Pharaoh. To the guards he said: "Lock him up. If what he says is true we will perform the appropriate arrangements to get Tet-Ba what he asks."

Once the Desert Traveler was gone, the Pharaoh turned to his consorts.

"What do you think?"

The consorts shook their heads, but one. The consort, older and wiser than the Pharaoh, said: "Ra would never make Tet-Ba a commoner."

The Pharaoh, of course, agreed.

Sashet-Meru was one of the ladies who shuddered when she saw the Desert Traveler brought in. Not only was he a beautiful stud of a man, but he brought with him a resonance that went straight between her legs. Right there, right in the courtroom, Sashet-Meru felt her pussy twist and climax in pleasure, just by sighting the man alone. Horny and delirious with lust, she knew that she had to have this man.

When preparing Ana Neba Keru for bed that night, she explained what had happened and Ana's eyes were bright with shock and jealousy.

"If only I had been there," she said.

"I think I'm going to visit him tonight," Sashet-Meru said, grinning. "I have to, at least, see him one more time."

Ana Neba Keru nodded, smiling back at her servant and friend. "Be careful. It's not good to wander the palace so late at night."

Sashet-Meru knew that to be true, but the danger seemed mild to having the man that she desired so much. Just once. It would feel like being close to the gods and to be in the Eternal Bliss.

"I will," she told Ana. "If it gets too dangerous, I will find my room quickly and without further stall."

Later that night, Sashet-Meru crept through the halls to find her way to the cells on the east side of the temple. On her way, she heard voices and ducked behind a statue of Osiris. As the men drew closer, she noticed the voices were that of the Pharaoh and his most valued consort.

"The moon turned blood this night," the consort said.

"I have seen. What am I going to do if the moon persists red?" the Pharaoh said.

Sashet-Meru knew that if she was caught overhearing their conversation, the Pharaoh might have her assassinated behind his back. She wanted to slip away, but there was no where to run without getting caught.

"Only a few in the court know of Tet-Ba and his demands. We tell everyone that he is a fake, that he's using powers from a dark god. We make him a slave by the temple priests and then he is ancient history," the consort said. "We should not fear him."

"But what if he is Tet-Ba?"

"We cannot let a commoner destroy the blood and our power," the consort said. "Besides, truth of his connection with Ra is sketchy at best."

They moved on, carrying on their topic of this man-god's demise and Sashet-Meru sighed in relief. She quickly made her way through the tunnels that led her to the prison court, where cages were set up to hold prisoners. Tet-Ba was in a cage alone, sleeping. She looked over the well-muscled man, his unnaturally smooth skin and wondered what it would be like to have him leaning over her, thrusting and moaning.

"Psst," she said. "Tet-Ba! Wake up!"

Tet-Ba stirred and saw her. He rose, not taking his eyes off her. Nor did she look away from him. The pleasure of seeing him went straight to her pussy, tingling and heating. She could do nothing but to rub herself in front of him and desiring his touch.

"You give my pussy such vitality," she said.

"You are not the One Reason," he said.

"No, but you like watching me, don't you? I can see it getting so hard."

He couldn't deny it. The cloak that hid his sex was giving to the erection between his legs. She wanted to see it, feel it, smell it's musky power. In the legends it was said that Tet-Ba would come to take a bride and the two would be immortal through his seed. That's what the Pharaoh was really afraid of—the loss of his empire to one such as he.

"Let me just watch you cum. Make yourself cum for me," she said.

As Tet-Ba pulled out his heavy pole, she imagined men, their throbbing dicks slick with pre-cum, hands frantically moving up and down their stiff poles. She imagined them grunting and moaning as hot cum squirts out of their cocks, imagining them with their eyes closed, thinking of her as they get off. Tet-Ba, meanwhile, began to run his own hand up and down his dick, tugging at his own balls.

She watched him, imagining guys doing all of these things, and felt her pussy begin to throb with longing. Her undergarments sticks to it, damp with her hot juices and she puts her fingers under her dress and rubs her nipples, those tight buds already beginning to harden.

She squirms around, determined not to touch herself until she can't stand it anymore. Seshet-Meru rubs her slick labia and can feel her clit desperately waiting for release. Tet-Ba's hand begins to move more frantic over his cock.

She puts a hand down her pants, over her undergarment. She tickles her sensitive clit through the light cotton fabric, breathing heavily. The heat from her pussy comes right through and she begins to rub faster, her deft fingertip moving hard against her eager clit.

When Tet-Ba's hard cock starts dripping pre-cum, trickling like a small, light stream, she almost moans out loud. She wishes she could grab his cock, suck it's meaty fullness into her mouth, shooting into his mouth or on her firm tits, which is one of her favorite things to do with her lover. She wanted to rub his cum all over her body, onto her clit.

She is so excited that she feels lightheaded and she removes her undergarments, gasping as her finger finally makes full contact with her throbbing, aching clit. She's so wet that her finger keeps sliding around, and every time she thinks she's going to cum, her finger slips on the cunt juice and she prolongs the pleasure even more. Tet-Ba began to moan heavily, rubbing his bulging dick, which looked as though it ached with the same need to blow. Her finger was moving so fast against her clit that her hand began to hurt and she wants to stop but it feels so good and she's almost there and in her mind she pictures taking handfuls of hot cum from Tet-Ba's pulsing member and pouring them over her drenched pussy.

She drops to her knees, needing it, begging Tet-Ba to unload himself on her. He looses himself and ejaculates his load all over her tits and she imagines massaging his cum into her hot cunt with her hands and now it's approaching and she wants to stop again to make it last longer but she can't. As Tet-Ba gasps to catch his breath, she's so close her legs begin to go numb and her entire body shakes and the waves of orgasm overcome her again and again as she grunts and moans, her eyes half-closed and her fingers beating her clit and... she's cumming so fucking hard.

Finished and inhaling each breath deeply, she puts a finger in her mouth to taste him and she tastes his salty gift and tells him that she wished she could have him.

"No, I can't. You're not the One Reason," he said again.

"Where did you come from?" she said.

"The desert. I was born in the sand to a lady's request," he said.

With that, Sashet-Meru's eyes opened wide as realization came to her. Being Ana's most dedicated servant since childhood, they were almost more than friends. Ana had confided in her about her Great Wish to Ra. Could she be his One Reason?

"Would you know your One Reason if you saw her?" she said.

Tet-Ba nodded, saying: "Once I see her I will know at once. I was born to lover her and only her."

"I think I know who you are looking for. I will go to her at once and let her know," she said. With that, she dashed away, but when she got to Ana's room, she noticed her father was talking to her. It was late (strange...) After a moment of thinking, she decided that she'd tell her in the morning. Then she went to bed.

Ana Neba Keru slept late and she was not allowed in, but when she was called upon Sashet-Meru went to Ana to tell her what she thought. Ana shook her head in disbelief, but Sashet-Meru persisted—she was sure that Tet-Ba's One Reason was to fulfill her wish and desire.

"He comes with the immortal seed," she told her princess.

"If that's true, father would never allow for such a thing," Ana said.

Sashet-Meru added what she heard her father talking about the night before. She was sure that Tet-Ba would be destroyed. "But, I believe he will bring a new dawn. Ask yourself as a priestess: Should you blaspheme the desires of Ra for the sake of your father's fears?"

And Ana nodded, saying: "You're right. It is my duty to save him and begin the new dynasty. That is the Way of Ra."

So they made a plan to rescue him that night. They might be killed, but at least it would be doing the Will of Ra.

When night came, the moon was full and red. The two girls snuck through the halls, following the same path Sashet-Meru had used the night before. But when they got there, the prison was unlocked and Tet-Ba was missing.

"They took him to the temple...!" Ana said. They ran to the temple as fast as they could, but under the eyes of Bast, Tet-Ba was screaming. Priests were holding him down on an altar and the Pharaoh watched from a corner. The girls hid themselves, fearing wrath, watching as a Priest withdrew a knife and began to cut Tet-Ba's testicles from his body. Tet-Ba screamed, blood darted around, but another Priest quickly cauterized him with a hot poker.

The girls cried in the corner as they watched Tet-Ba's testicles being placed in an canopic jar and sealed in the name of Set (who had taken Osiris apart, even the god's testicles, in wrath for sleeping with his wife). Once sealed, a Priest took the canopic jar away and the other Priests bound him in chains. The Pharaoh drew near the new eunuch and said to the priests: "Now put him to labor for one of my affiliates."

8. Cairo, Today

Memory is an odd thing. At first there's nothing, but when certain facts begin to trigger, it's as though the memory had always been vivid. This is what it was like for the man who laid naked with the woman who had just told him her story—this man, Tet-Ba.

"I am Sashet-Meru," she said. "And I have found the canopic jar that the priests used to house your fertility. Your seed made me immortal and I used the immortality to live beyond those who remembered you. Then I stole the jar, tried to take it to you, but I heard of your death by an assassin. Without your fertility, you were only mortal and could die. But I knew that your Ka would not move on until your One Reason was restored to you."

She handed him the jar, adding: "From death, life."

Tet-Ba, reincarnated, took the jar and withdrew the fertile Dust within. He poured it between his legs. His flaccid penis began to rise and the smooth perineum beneath began to expand and develop into risen, smooth and flushed pair of balls. At once he could feel his power return and a great wave of heated desire broke through him. His balls ached to cum, but he was happy to be reborn yet again.

"You will also need some of the power that I have taken over the centuries. I give you these powers to retrieve your One Reason," Sashet-Meru said. She laid a hand on him and he could feel what she had given to him, knowing what they were. "They'll only last this night, so be quick."

Meanwhile, Sashet-Meru went over to the paper, with the headline: NEW MUMMY EXHIBIT OPENS TODAY. She handed it to him, saying: "Now I will take my leave. Hopefully I will die soon, my purpose fulfilled. You'll find your One Reason here."

Tet-Ba looked at it and saw that the mummy they uncovered two years ago was called Ana Neba Keru, a Priestess of the Order of Bast. It was her: the One Reason. And he couldn't wait. Tet-Ba grabbed his coat and took off.

With Sashet-Meru's magic, he cloaked himself in the air. Invisible, he passed through the walls and made the cameras go snowy and full of static. At her crypt, he called upon Ra to revive her. He watched as her flesh remade itself. After calling her name over and over again, she was awake and looking at him with utter disbelief.

His One Reason was love. A love beyond the mortal coil, a part of the very fabric of the universe. Using the same techniques he used to get in, he got out with Ana and he took her back to his apartment, still wrapped in her bandages. He threw his coat over her for warmth and, hopefully, to stay people's awareness of her strange costume.

Once back at his apartment he kissed her and she took it with a passion that he realized she had never felt before. He knew that she had died a virgin of Bast—she smelled of it. And he drew in that smell like it was the softest, sweetest odor that could ever be made by any god.

When Ana Neba Keru woke up, she heard her name being said over and over again and it was the greatest sound she ever heard. She knew at once who was conjuring her and she was filled with relief and gratitude like nothing else. Opening her eyes and seeing him brought a heat that she knew she would feel forever.

In his apartment, sitting on his bed, she was still looking at him, completely enraptured with awe.

"My One Wish..." she said.

"My One Reason..." he said and they kissed again.

Tet-Ba slowly unwrapped her from the mummy bandages. First, her head. There was a wonderful realization of her beauty: partially burnt colored, dark black hair and emerald eyes. The further he went, the more of her that he saw. She didn't mind that he exposed her breasts, pert and hard, her flat stomach, her well-rounded hips, ass, legs... Finally she was standing before him, nude and his eyes bathed her with his titillation.

"You're beautiful," he told her.

Ana began to help him with his shirt, pulling down his slacks to expose his manhood. When it popped out and started rising, she happily took it to feel it's soft eagerness. She looked up at him, grinning and said: "I've been waiting for this forever."

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"Don't care." I mumbled. Not that she could hear me, she was downstairs getting ready for work.

My door then opened to reveal my sister, Emma Rose. She was the youngest of my new siblings at only fifteen years old. She was also the kindest and most interesting of them, making her my favorite. "Adam, can you please help me pick out an outfit?" She murmured, brushing back a caramel colored curl from her delicate face.

This had become a routine over the past month. Once she realized I had a decent taste in clothing, she jumped on the opportunity to have me make her beautiful. Not that she already wasn't, she was gorgeous. But she had terrible taste in clothing, and I was happy to help her with that.

She smiled wide, exposing her perfect white teeth. "Thank you, Adam."

"You're welcome, Emma Rose." I replied groggily, sitting up and stretching. My back popped, making her cringe.

I tossed off the pink covers, standing up and moving to my dresser. Emma Rose let out a squeak, turning away quickly as her cheeks flushed a pretty pink. I already knew the cause of this, being that this had happened more than once. Personally, I preffered to sleep in the nude, as pajamas were scratchy and uncomfortable. For some reason, the girl never prepared herself for this and ended up seeing much more than she wanted on the days she came in before I was dressed.

Thankfully for her, I already knew the drill and was pulling on a pair of panties the instant she squealed. After grabbing a silk robe from my closet and putting it on, I let her know that it was safe to turn around.

She did so and pulled me to her room, shutting the door behind us and leading me to her closet, which was quite a bit smaller than mine. "Pick out an outfit for me." She demanded, adding "please" with a blush. She had become a lot more out there since I arrived, pushing away some of her meekness.

I rolled my eyes jokingly, pulling out a few articles of clothing and tossing them at her. "Yes, Your Majesty. Now, put these on." I sat on her powder blue bed patiently, waiting for her to change. She looked nervous, not wanting to change in front of me. Obviously, some of that shyness was still there. "I'm not going to rape you, Emma Rose. We've been over this."

That made her flush deeper, but she changed anyway, trying to do it so I couldn't see any of her lady parts, as if I were interested. I still liked to tease her, though. "You have such a cute little ass."

"Adam!" She squealed, struggling to cover herself with her shirt.

I burst out laughing. "I'm just kidding around! Calm yourself."

She pouted and finished up, spinning around and showing me all angles as she modeled her outfit. "How do I look?"

"You look hot." I grinned.

And she did. She wore a powder blue tank top that made her small chest look bigger and her already itty-bitty waist look smaller. On her bottom half, she wore a a pair of bleached bell bottoms that hugged her ass and made her legs look slim and long. Her feet were adorned with blue clothed wedges.

She beamed. "Thank you, Adam! Now, go get ready, or we'll be late for school."

It's interesting that, in just over a month, she warmed up to me so much, as I had her. Now, the others, not so much.


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Shopping on the Dark Side

Not long after I split from my wife of seventeen years, I was still in a place where I didn't feel quite ready to get back into the dating scene, but by the time of this story, I was getting closer to it and over the previous couple of weeks, I'd been thinking more and more about sex and wondering just where the hell I was going to get some. I was 45 years old and very keen to sow some of the wild oats I'd been hanging on to for all those years.

Maybe those thoughts made me more in tune with the females I encountered, or maybe I was just giving out horny vibes, but I began to notice that women were looking at me in a slightly different way.

One Saturday evening before Christmas I had gone into town to do a little shopping. The streets were packed and though getting what I needed was a little frustrating due to the crowds, I was enjoying strolling around checking out the talent.

I had made my last purchase and was just heading back to my flat, which is only a few minutes walk from the shops. My phone rang and I took the call as I walked. It was a friend catching up and while we were chatting, I half noticed a good looking black girl, maybe late twenties, struggling along towards me, carrying so many shopping bags she could barely move. As I got closer, she stopped and put down the largest of the bags, obviously finding it hard to keep going and needing a rest. As I passed by she happened to look up and caught my eye.

I smiled, as I always do and she smiled back a little weakly. I was still talking to my friend so I kept going, but something about her eyes made me slow down and just before I turned the corner, I looked back. She was bent down, still trying to hook all the bags back onto her arms and start up again. Now I like to think I'm a gentleman and that if I can, I will always help out a lady in difficulty and having passed her by I felt a little guilty. Also, I have to admit, there was a little flicker of interest there and I wondered whether maybe this might be an opportunity to get a date at the very least. I was conscious of the age gap, but I figured, at the very worst I could get a little practice at chatting a woman up.

I knew that she was more than likely married but you don't get anywhere if you don't ask and what could be a more natural way of striking up a conversation than offering to help?

I finished my call, turned back and walked up to her just as she managed to haul everything off the ground again. She was heading away from me and at first didn't notice as I pulled alongside her.

"Excuse me", I said and she turned towards me looking a little harassed and obviously really struggling under the weight.

She recognised me from a moment ago and smiled again. She really did have attractive eyes and I silently patted myself on the back for taking the initiative.

"Hi, you look like you're having a little trouble there. Can I help?"

The look of gratitude that came across her face was priceless and she gave me a big grin in return, as she lowered the bags again.

"Oh that's so nice of you," she said. "Would you mind?"

"Of course not. You look like you bought the entire store. Where are you heading? Maybe I can carry some of this for you."

"Thank you so much," she gasped as she let the bags and packages slide off her arms. "That's so gentlemanly of you. I just need to get to my car. It's just over there." She nodded across the road to a small car-park a couple of hundred yards away.

"No problem at all." I began to gather up the larger bags and pretty soon I could see just why she was struggling so much. Some of this stuff was really heavy.

"Wow," I joked, "what have you got in here? Lead weights."

"Presents for the kids" she rolled her eyes. So I was right about her being married, I thought, giving up on the dating idea and contenting myself that at least I would be doing my good deed for the day.

She chatted as we walked; telling me how tired she felt and kept repeating how grateful she was for my help and how nice this was of me.

As she was leading the way, with me straining behind under her load, I at least had the chance to admire her without seeming too obvious. She was about 5'7" and slim as far as I could see beneath her bulky winter coat. She was wearing heels and had a good sway to her walk. A few minutes of such a pleasant sight was recompense enough for a little heavy labour.

Shortly we came to her car and I gratefully put everything down while she opened up the back hatch. I helped her load the bags inside and we laughed a little other over how difficult it was to get it all fitted in and arranged so she could shut the hatch. I liked this woman; she had an easy way about her and was obviously confident in herself -- something I always find attractive. She had opened her coat up to load the car and I could see that she was indeed slim, but not too slim and had a good pair of legs emerging from a skirt that was short enough to be alluring but not so short as to lack class. Her sweater fitted her well and the curve of her breasts was clearly defined. My recompense was going up in value by the minute and I wondered how I might extend this encounter a little longer.

Finally she slammed the hatch down, turned to me and smiled. "That was really good of you", she said, "I don't know how I can thank you."

I am absolutely sure that she did not mean those words in any provocative way, but as we locked eyes, I know that I certainly felt a surge of excitement. The pause was only a split-second, but we held eye contact. I am sure that what I was thinking was completely obvious in my eyes but to my growing excitement, I got the impression that she was maybe thinking the same.

My mind raced. What I said next was going to be crucial and I mentally took a deep breath before opening my mouth.

"You could start with a kiss." I suggested, with a smile. I figured that either she would slap me, or look offended and make polite excuses, but what the hell, I had nothing to lose.

Her eyes widened and she gave a startled grin. "Well..." she started to say, but I stopped her by lifting my right hand and put my fingers on her cheek and ever so gently stroked my thumb across her lips. She looked even more startled, but made no attempt to move away or stop me and still she held eye contact. I knew then that I had her and any worries fled from my mind. Just keep the momentum going, I told myself.

I slid my hand further, brushing her cheek and sliding my fingers round the back of her neck entangled them gently into her hair.

I leaned forward and pulled her head towards me. She kept looking at me as my head came closer to hers. I stopped, with my lips just millimetres from hers and I could sense her tension, but more than that I could sense her arousal. This was a new experience for her -- I mean how often do you get kissed by a stranger in the street? But she was going with it, opening her mind to the possibility.

For some reason, I knew exactly what to do and how to play her, it all seemed to come so naturally. I placed my lips on hers and enjoyed the softness. I love the fuller lips of black girls and although hers weren't pronounced they were more than enough to heighten the sensuality.

Without hesitation as I pressed our mouths together, I slowly pushed my tongue forward and slid it between her lips. She gave the tiniest of gasps but there was no resistance. Her mouth opened and she allowed my invading tongue to slide between her teeth. Instantly, I felt my arousal growing and I could feel her breath quickening in response.

I stepped closer and pulled more insistently at her head, increasing the pressure while at the same time tugging gently at her hair. She let out the lowest of moans, every response from her encouraging me to greater heights.

Still alert for any sign of hesitation on her part, I stepped right into her body and snaking my hand inside her coat, I cupped her ass and pulled her whole body towards me, pressing her against my groin. I wanted her to feel my arousal; to feel the hardness that was now almost at full stretch in my pants.

She went with me, arching her body into mine, helping the pressure and at the same time her tongue met mine with equal intensity. We both breathed harder and ground our hips together.

I pushed her back a little so her back was against the car. Concealed inside her coat my hand stroked her taut cheeks through her skirt and I cupped my fingers so that the fabric was pushed into the crack of her ass.

I was really pushing into her now. Our tongues were wrestling inside her mouth, my hand was squeezing her ass with real force and she was grinding her pussy against my leg as I pushed it between her thighs as she opened up to me. She reciprocated by sliding her hands under my coat in the same way and squeezing my ass just as hard, in return.

Encouraged, I began to wonder just how far I might take this and I figured I had nothing to lose. Quickly I slid my hand down her leg, found the edge of her skirt and still concealed by the coat, swiftly slid beneath and ran my hand up her outer thigh. To my intense delight I found that she was wearing hold-ups, as I encountered bare flesh near the top of her thigh. I was liking this girl more and more. There was nothing stopping me now from gaining access to her pussy. I slowed my hand and for a moment revelled in the sensation of her warm skin beneath my fingers. She moaned again but began to stiffen up. I could see that I still had the initiative, but now she was worried about where we were. It was dark, but we were still in a public place and there were plenty of people around even though we were in a corner of the car park and partly concealed between the cars.

I knew it was important to stay in command and I knew exactly what I wanted. I pulled away from the kiss, but kept my hold on her hair and used it to tilt her head up towards me. She looked up at me, her lips parted and glistening, still breathing heavily.

At the same time, she began to dart her eyes around the car park, concerned at being seen.

"Let's get into the car," I whispered, "but first...." I brought my lips down to her ear and pushed my tongue inside for a moment. She squirmed and sagged a little against me. She obviously had a weak spot for having her ears licked, just like I do.

"But first" I whispered, "take off your knickers."

She looked panicked, but said nothing. I looked deep into her eyes. "Go on," I encouraged. "Nobody can see".

She darted her eyes nervously around again. No-one was near. I stepped back a little to give her room and to my amazement, still looking around anxiously, she crouched slightly, lifted her skirt as high as her stocking tops, giving me a swift glimpse of her dark upper thighs and in one swift movement, hooked her thumbs in her panties, slid them down her legs and quickly stepped out of them. Not giving her a chance to think about what she was doing, I took the lacy black garment from her, still warm from her groin, smiled and slipped it into my pocket. At the same time, I pulled her towards me again.

"Good girl," I said, plunged my tongue into her mouth again, ran my hand up her leg and felt the moist outer lips of her cunt, warm and pulsating against my fingers. "OK, now let's get in the car."

I opened the driver's door and motioned her in, she climbed inside. I shut the door, quickly walked round to the far side and climbed in the passenger's seat.

She sat upright, still breathing heavily, with her legs tightly together looking at me with a mix of anticipation and apprehension.

I reached over and cupped her cheek in my hand. I slid my thumb into her mouth and she closed her lips eagerly around it and began to suck as if she was licking a small cock. This girl was obviously a sensual creature.

"Now show me your cunt." I commanded. As if she was in a hypnotic daze, she turned herself in her seat, pushed herself back against the door and let her coat fall aside as she slowly opened her legs.

It was dark in there and there was not much room in her small car, but somehow she managed to crook her left leg up at an angle so her thighs were as far apart as she could get them in the confined space. I could clearly see the tops of her stockings and the dark area between.

I ran my free hand along the inside of her thigh, onto the bare flesh and further, till I felt the moistness again. She sighed, still sucking feverishly on the thumb of my other hand as my fingers slid inside her and she managed to open her legs even further, allowing me greater access. She was intensely wet and my two middle fingers entered easily. At the same time my thumb found her clitoris and I quite forcibly began to roll it back and forth across her pubic bone. She gasped loudly and threw her head back against the window. Her cunt began clamping down around my fingers and I realised that she was already coming. I had rarely seen a woman so quickly aroused. Maybe it was the excitement of the strange encounter; perhaps this was a fantasy fulfilled for her but whatever the reason, she was now bucking and moaning against my fingers, like a woman possessed.

She was biting down on my thumb so hard that I had to yank it from her mouth. Thus freed, she began to whisper throatily. "Oh God! Oh God!"

Eager to keep her arousal at its peak, I grabbed her breast through her sweater and squeezed hard while at the same time, I manoeuvred the little finger of the hand that was buried in her pussy, so that it nudged at the pucker of her asshole.

As she felt this tiny penetration, she squealed and bucked harder, forcing herself down onto me so that the finger slid inside her, up to the first knuckle.

I didn't let up for an instant, knowing that any hesitation on my part would give her too much time to think about what she was doing.

I slid off the passenger seat, so that I was now crouching partly in the foot-well and momentarily taking my fingers out of her, I grabbed her open thighs and pulled her towards me, sliding her across so that her butt was partly on her seat and partly on mine. This allowed me to open her legs even wider and before she knew what was happening, I had lifted her dripping cunt up to my lips and began licking her slit and swirling my tongue over her clitoris.

At the same I slid three fingers of one hand back inside her now gaping gash and the whole index finger of my other hand into her asshole. She went wild, bracing her one hand against the car roof and putting the other on the back of my head, forcing me into her pussy like a woman possessed.

She kept moaning as wave after wave of orgasm hit her, not caring about how much noise she made or who might happen to glance through the window.

After a few moments, her climax subsided and she fell back, still twitching as I gently licked at the juice which flowed from her pulsating slit.

My cock was rock hard in my pants and I needed release, but I knew it was going to be too awkward and too confined to for us to fuck here in the car. I also figured that at any moment she would start to wonder at what she had just done and begin to feel uncomfortable. If I could just keep her on a sexual high long enough, I might just get the chance.

Still rubbing her clit with my finger, to keep the feeling going, I pulled her head up. She looked at me a little dazed, but becoming slowly aware of her situation. No matter how much she had enjoyed herself, it was important that she didn't start to feel remorse. If I could get her back to my flat in time, I could get my satisfaction and she could get a lot more of what she had just so obviously relished.

"I need to fuck you", I said urgently, "but not here. Do you trust me?" she nodded.

"OK, I live right around the corner. I'm going to drive you there."

"I... I'm not sure, "she began to say, pulling herself upright and adjusting her clothes. I was losing the initiative.

I held her gaze and spoke authoritatively. "I absolutely have to fuck you. I know we only just met, but you can trust me completely. I know you want to be fucked, don't you?"

She looked away from me, but nodded almost imperceptibly.

"OK," I told her, "slide over to this seat." Moving quickly, I opened the door and as she began to move, I jumped out, slammed the door and made my way round to the other side.

"Good girl," I said as I started the engine with one hand and slid the other between her legs again. Almost instantly at the touch of my fingers she was re-aroused, her head lolled back and she parted her thighs.

I quickly backed out of the space, manoeuvred round the car-park and made for the exit, all the time gently stroking her and keeping up a running commentary, to keep her in the zone.

"We're going back to my place. You are perfectly safe. I'll look after you, but I am going to fuck you and fuck you hard. I know you want it and I want it too. You are so turned on that you can't help yourself. This is what you need. The orgasm will be unbelievable."

Within two minutes, I was pulling up outside my flat. I shut off the engine and pulled my fingers from her cunt. I paused for long enough to lean across and kiss her hard again, while at the same time pushing my cunt soaked fingers into her mouth alongside my tongue, so that she could taste her own arousal.

I pulled away, climbed out of the car, went round to her side and opened the door. Her skirt was still pulled up her thighs and in the streetlamp I could see her engorged cunt wet with her juices as she swung her legs round. I kept my eyes locked on hers, reassuring her and encouraging her at the same time.

I held her hand and pulled her the few feet to the outside stairs up to my flat. Whenever I felt her hesitate I would whisper more encouragement of the delights to come and how she could be sure of being safe.

Seconds later, we stumbled into my bedroom and I lowered her gently onto my bed, pushed her skirt up again and plunged my head back down between her thighs. Her hands went to the back of my head and she pushed me hard into her, grinding her clit against my teeth, shuddering with her need.

At the same time, I was feverishly shedding my clothes as best I could. After a moment, I stood again, pulled her to her feet, slid the coat from her shoulders, then grabbed her sweater and yanked it over her head. Her breasts were bursting from her bra and it took little encouragement from me to roll them over the top. I groaned with lust, she looked magnificent, panting and gasping. She joined in the urgency and fumbled the side fastening of her skirt and then the zip, letting it fall round her feet. As she swayed back, I reached behind and unhooked her bra. Unsupported, her heavy breasts fell free, the dark chocolate nipples springing towards me. I grabbed her, and clamped my mouth to one of them as she fell back on the bed. She was just as fevered as me now and began to clutch at my belt. I kneeled up and watched her as she undid the buckle and slid down my zip. She was writhing on the bed at the same time, lost in her frenzy. For a moment, I admired her heaving tits and the dark, wet gash of her cunt, open now to show the pink folds within.

I helped her with the zip and buttons and stood up to drop my jeans and pants to the floor. My cock sprang free. She looked at it hungrily, reaching for me. I took a tiny step back.

"What do you want?" I teased her. She said nothing, but looked at me pleadingly.

"Say it," I commanded, "What do you want?"

"I want you to fuck me," she whispered fiercely.

Roughly I pulled her thighs to the edge of the bed and kneeled between them. She eagerly reached for my straining cock and guided me inside and in one single movement, we began to fuck.

I was boiling with lust by this time and had no desire to be gentle with her. I needed release and she was going to give it to me. I growled as I slammed back and forth into her, pulling her towards me by the thighs, staring down at her as she rolled back her eyes and took the assault eagerly. Unfettered now, she began to scream in time with my thrusts, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." She yelled, grabbing my hips, forcing me deep inside her.

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BLS: Ball licking and sucking.

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CBJ: Covered Blow Job. Oral stimulation of the penis with a condom.

CIB: Cum in Body. She allows the man to come in some part of her body (not face).

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CIM: Cum in Mouth. She allows the man to come in her mouth (spit or swallow).

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CS: Covered Sexual Service. Sexual intercourse with Protection. Various measures, such as the use of condoms or dental dams, are taken to avoid STDs.

Cunnilingus or DATY: Oral stimulation of the vulva or clitoris.

DATO: Dining at the O. Erotic stimulation achieved by contact between mouth and anus.

DATY: Dining at the Y. Erotic stimulation achieved by contact between mouth and vulva or clitoris.

DT: Deep Throat. Fellatio where the whole length of the penis is “swallowed”.

DP: Digital Penetration. Finger Penetration.

Duo: Threesome with two providers.

FFF: Female, Female, Female for Threesome designations. A woman provides service to two women.

FJ: Foot Job. Stimulation of the penis using feet and toes.

FK: French Kiss. Kissing with tongue.

GFE: Girl Friend Experience. A subjective term, but usually used as praise for a very passionate, sensual, non-mechanical experience. Includes FK, CS, DATY and 69.

GS: Golden Shower. Urinating on your partner, urine play.

HJ: Hand Job. Stimulation of the penis to orgasm using hand and fingers.

LK: Light Kissing. (no tongue).

Massage: To rub a body-part, or body softly and gently for relaxing or pleasure. Can also be used as a form of sex.

MFF: Male, Female, Female for Threesome designations. A woman provides service to a man and a woman.

MMF: Male, Male, Female for Threesome designations. A woman provides service to two men.

MSOG: Multiple shots on goal. She allows to have more than 1 orgasm during the session.

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Outcall: She comes to your place.

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Russian: Penis between her breasts.

Self-Service: Masturbation. No contact with the provider, but the man can masturbate.

Sixty Nine – 69: Partners perform oral sex on each other simultaneously.

STDs: Sexually Transmitted Diseases or Diseases transmitted by sexual contact.

Striptease: Erotic dance in which the performer gradually undresses, either partly or completely, in a seductive and sexually suggestive manner.

Threesome: Sexual activity that involves three people at the same. FFF, MFF, MMF.

Uncovered or Bareback: Without a condom.

WS: Woman Service. Companion provides service to a woman.

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Still the Boss

Nina was having a shit day. And as soon as she walked into the meeting room she could tell it was about to get even worse.

Mike looked at his watch pointedly.

"Sorry I'm late," said Nina, sliding into the nearest empty seat.

"That's okay," said Mike, with a look that showed it clearly wasn't. "Shall we make a start?" He smiled at Tory who stood up and walked out to the front of the room. She flashed her usual brilliant smile and Nina could see everybody in the room smile back. Her jaw clenched.

Tory's presentation on how their online marketing campaign had boosted recruitment shouldn't have been that interesting but everyone in the room was enthralled. Tory spoke well; her eyes travelling around table and making eye contact with everyone. When her eyes met Nina's, Nina looked down, feeling something like fury bubbling within her.

Everything about Tory infuriated Nina. The moment she had first walked into the office, Nina had felt her stomach clench. Tory was good looking, in a posh, Sloaney sort of way, with her immaculate brown hair swept to one side across her forehead and her green-grey eyes that always seemed to have a knowing twinkle in them. She dressed impeccably – all crisp white shirts and pencil skirts. Always just enough to show off her slim figure but never too much.

Nina watched the men on her team look at her with obvious lust and the women with envy.

It wasn't just Tory's looks either. She was utterly charming. She had an easy, confident manner and a knack of gently pushing her opinion that seemed to bring everyone, even Mike, round to her point of view.

Everyone said she was like a breath of fresh air and that made Nina feel like she was some crusty pair of pants, waiting to get thrown out.

She watched Tory summarise the successes of the online campaign, watched Mike nodding along like a Churchill dog and clenched her fists under the table. It was her department, and she was damned if she was going to sit back and let Tory bask in the glory.

"That was excellent, thank you." Mike was still nodding approvingly. "Does anyone have questions for Tory?"

"Yes, I have one," said Nina, anger making her bold. "The successes of the campaign are very clear of course but I believe there were a few issues that cropped up along the way?" She looked at Tory and felt triumphant when she saw a flush creep up the girl's neck.

"There were a few teething problems when it first launched," Tory admitted, "but we were able to resolve them quickly and I don't think it affected the overall success of the campaign." Her eyes met Nina's with a definite challenge.

Mike was opening his mouth but Nina jumped in.

"There were significant start up costs associated with the campaign," she said. "And although applications have increased, we don't yet know if these are quality applications. After all, we don't want to have spent money on increasing applications that will just get dumped out later in the process."

Nina felt pleased with herself. She might not have the youthful good looks and charm of Tory but she had been at the company for over ten years, working her way up. When she spoke, everyone knew there was solid experience and hard graft behind her.

Mike grimaced, as if he was in pain.

"That is a good point," he admitted. "Perhaps we should revisit this issue in a few months' time, when we have a better idea of the quality of these applications. But thank you Tory, for an excellent presentation."

Tory smiled again and resumed her place at the table, opposite Nina. Nina tried hard to concentrate on the other business of the meeting but she was aware of Tory's green-grey eyes resting on her face. She finally steeled herself to look back at the girl.

Tory's face showed no signs of anger. She met Nina's eyes openly, with a slight questioning look. And then her eyes travelled slowly, appraisingly down Nina's body and back up to her face.

Nina felt herself flush and looked away.

That look stayed with Nina. She was sitting in her office a few days later, in the middle of writing a particularly complicated email and she caught herself absently chewing the end of her pen and thinking about that long, questioning look from Tory.

She banged the pen on the table in frustration and tried to concentrate on her work.

There was a knock at her door.

"Come in," Nina called, grateful for the interruption. Phil slid into the room.

"Hi Nina. I had just had a few questions about this new leaflet we're doing if that's ok?"

Nina waved to the chair on the other side of the desk. Phil folded his gangly body carefully into it. He was a clever lad and he knew it. And that was the problem. He thought because he was clever that he shouldn't have to spend time any time as a junior executive and should be able to leap straight into senior management. Nina knew exactly what was coming.

"I just had some queries about the wording." Phil spread out the drafts of the leaflet, which were covered with biro scrawling. Nina sighed inwardly.

"Talk me through them," she said, even managing to summon a smile.

Phil talked through all his suggested amendments and Nina gently but firmly rejected every single one. The leaflet had been drafted and redrafted countless times and Phil's only job was to send it to the printers. It was irrelevant that he thought 'cogent' was a better word than 'coherent.'

Nina watched his earnest face and wondered how anyone so clever could be so stupid. He questioned every decision she made, quibbled with every task she gave him and therefore guaranteed that he would never get promoted in this company which was what he so desperately wanted.

As Phil droned on, Nina found her mind beginning to wander. She looked critically at Phil's face and decided that he was quite handsome, in a nerdish, Doctor Who sort of way. He wasn't exactly a muscled hunk but she knew girls sometimes liked the skinny, alternative look.

She wondered whether he was Tory's type. There was no doubt that she would be his – she was every man's type. But Tory was surely way out of his league. Or maybe not, there was no accounting for taste.

She imagined Phil's beardy face close to Tory's soft, pale skin. That beard would tickle. She pictured Phil's beard bristling against the smooth firm, flesh of Tory's breasts and his narrow hips pumping up and down.

Nina caught herself suddenly and jumped. Phil frowned.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes," said Nina, brusquely. "Are we almost done here?"

"Well...there are a few more things I noticed - "

"Are they typos?"

"Well, no just some ideas I had - "

"In that case we just need get it off to the printers ASAP please." Phil's beard bristled.

"But - " he began but as Nina raised her eyebrows at him he stopped. "Okay," he muttered.

As he closed the door behind him Nina sighed and leaned back in her chair. God, this job was hard work. She sometimes felt like she was presiding over a snake pit, with everyone seething and jostling beneath her, just waiting for a chance to topple her. Maybe she was getting too old for this. She was thirty-seven but a lot of the time felt twenty years older. Her energy and exuberance had been drained by the hard slog of this job and when she looked in the mirror, she could see the lines beginning to develop around her eyes and mouth.

And they weren't smile or laughter lines either. She hadn't laughed much since the break up of her marriage two years ago. She'd been about Tory's age when she'd got married and thought that she was settled for life. Then in a few short years it had all gone horribly wrong and suddenly her job was the only place where she felt in control of anything.

And she wasn't about to give up that precious control to anyone.

The tension in the office was palpable. The run up to a major recruitment 'go live' date was always stressful. Adverts were placed in all the major papers, emails were being prepared to go out and the online application system was ready to go live. Copy was being obsessively checked and re-checked.

Nina walked from her office to the kitchen to make a cup of tea and noticed with satisfaction the heads bent over desks in concentration.

She was standing in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil when Tory appeared at the door.

"Hi," said Nina, noting once again that Tory was dressed impeccably in her classic pencil skirt and blouse combo. The skirt skimmed beautifully over her hips and highlighted her narrow waist.

"Hi," said Tory. "Can I speak to you about something?"

"Of course," said Nina, wishing the kettle would hurry up.

"It's about the online application system."

"We've got this new feature this year where candidates can upload their CVs and supporting documents - "

"Yes, I know," said Nina, impatiently. "I sat in on all the development meetings."

"Well," said Tory, taking a deep breath, "I'm concerned that we haven't really tested this function probably. If we go live and candidates can't upload their stuff, we're going to be flooded with emails and we may have to run a fix whilst the system is live."

The kettle clicked and Nina poured the water onto the tea bag, her back to Tory.

"I think," said Tory, "that we should run a full test before we go live."

"We go live in two days," said Nina, without looking round.

"Yes, I know." Was that a hint of impatience in Tory's voice? Nina felt stupidly triumphant, like she'd found the chink in Tory's armour. "But if this uploading feature goes wrong, we'll be swamped with extra work and that will delay the whole process."

Nina dunked her tea bag carefully before putting it in the bin. Then she walked to the fridge and got the milk, all the time aware that Tory's eyes were on her, waiting for her response. A thrill passed through Nina and she felt herself tighten.

She poured the milk into her tea, replaced the bottle in the fridge and finally turned to face Tory. The girl's face gave nothing away, only a slight raising of the eyebrows to show she was expecting a response.

"We'll go live as planned. The guys in IT were confident there would be no issues with the system."

Nothing moved in Tory's face.

"Are you sure?" she asked, her voice almost expressionless.

Tory gave a small shrug and Nina couldn't stop her eyes from straying to Tory's breasts to watch them as they rose with her shoulders.

"Okay," said Tory. She turned and left. Nina watched her walk back to her desk, her eyes drawn almost against her will to travel up and down Tory's figure, admiring the way her round, tight bottom strained deliciously against the fabric of her skirt as she walked.

As soon as they went live, Nina realised that Tory had been right. They should have tested the system. It went wrong almost at once and when Nina logged on to her emails that morning, there was a host of red flagged messages from Mike. She could hear the phone ringing constantly in the main office and harassed voices trying to deal with the queries.

She fought the fire as best she could. She called IT and told them to take the system offline and implement a fix as soon as they could. She told Tory to put a message on the website, informing candidates of the problems and saying the system would be online again shortly.

Then, with a sinking heart, she went to see Mike.

He spent a good half hour reminding her what an important and long-standing client they were dealing with, how it would damage the company's reputation, how this sort of issue should have been spotted before. Finally, he reminded her that it was her responsibility as manager of the department.

Nina kept her cool. She'd fucked up – she knew that. And she knew the only way to deal with it was to ride out Mike's anger and then fix it as soon as possible.

She apologised, took responsibility and assured him it would be sorted.

She got back to her desk and found that her hands were shaking. There was a knock on the door almost immediately.

"Yes?" she barked.

Tory came in, holding a mug. Despite the chaos in the office, Tory looked as calm and beautiful as ever. It pissed Nina off.

"I thought you might want a cup of tea," Tory said. Nina didn't reply and so Tory walked over and placed the mug on her desk. She gave a sympathetic smile. "You all right?"

She was being nice. She was being nice because she knew Nina had just come from a bollocking. And she would know that she had been right.

Nina looked up at Tory, at her sculpted lips smiling at her, revealing her perfectly straight white teeth. Tory must be laughing inside, rejoicing in the fact she'd got one over on her, on her stupid, slow-witted, old boss.

"I'm fine," she snapped, turning her head away to look at her computer. She saw Tory's face twist in anger for the briefest moment before resuming her usual, serene expression. Tory left without another word.

It was later, much later that evening when Nina finally tore her eyes from her computer screen and stretched her arms above her head. The office had finally gone quiet, the frantic ringing of phones over for the moment.

She stood and stretched her stiff limbs. She was knackered and was looking forward to cracking open the bottle of twine she had in the fridge at home.

She opened the door of her office and looked out. All the desks were empty save one.

Tory looked up from her computer.

"You should go home," said Nina, her voice sounding strange in the silent office. "It's late." Tory nodded and dropped her eyes back to her screen.

Nina went back into her office and switched off her computer. Then she began gathering things up to put in her handbag. She looked at her watch, trying to work out if she had time to catch the last train home or would need to get a night bus.

She heard a sound and looked up. Tory was standing in the doorway.

"Yes?" she said, annoyed that she was being delayed from leaving.

"Would it be bad form to say I told you so?" Nina looked up sharply. Tory's face was as calm as ever but there was an edge to her voice that Nina hadn't heard before.

"What do you mean?"

"You know perfectly well what I mean. We should've tested the system."

"Yes. We should have. A lesson learnt." Nina picked her phone up from the desk and placed it in her handbag.

"You should've listened to me." Nina's jaw clenched.

"It was my decision," Nina said, evenly. "And I take responsibility for that."

"I could have said anything and you would have done exactly the opposite."

"Don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not a threat to you, you know."

Nina laughed harshly.

"You? A threat? Don't worry darling, I've never thought that." Tory flushed angrily and Nina felt the now familiar thrill pass through her.

She made to leave but Tory was standing directly in her way. Nina raised her eyebrows. Tory's jaw was set in a determined line, her green eyes flashing.

"What is your problem with me?" she demanded.

"I don't have a problem with you," said Nina, keeping her voice calm. She was distracted by how close she was standing to Tory, close enough to smell the scent of her perfume.

"Really? So why do you always undermine me at meetings? Why do you never follow up on any suggestion I make? You don't even bother to reply to my emails!"

Nina scowled.

"Look, sweetheart this is a tough job. If you want to get on in this business - "

"Don't fucking do that!" Tory snapped, pointing her finger in Nina's face. "Don't patronise me!" Nina drew back. She had never seen Tory lose her cool before; she'd never even heard her raise her voice.

"Remember who you're talking to!" Nina shot back. She was outraged that Tory would dare to speak to her like that but she was also uncomfortably aware of a warm dampness between her thighs.

"Yeah, like I could ever forget!" Tory's voice dripped with sarcasm. "The great Nina Reynolds, queen of recruitment. Terrified that someone might come along who could do her job better."

"You what?" Nina's face burned with rage as she stepped closer to Tory. Tory didn't back down and held Nina's gaze, her eyes blazing.

"You heard. You treat me like shit because you know I could do a better job than you and you're scared - "

Nina lunged at her, pushing the girl back against the office wall. Tory grunted as her back slammed against the wall. Nina held her shoulders hard and felt Tory's breasts pressing against her own. The girl looked outraged, her mouth slightly open in shock.

Nina kissed her hard, forcing her tongue between Tory's lips. She felt Tory stiffen in shock and then begin to struggle.

But Nina was several inches taller and at least a stone heavier. Her bodyweight pinned the younger woman firmly against the wall. Nina felt a surge of excitement and lust.

Nina's hands moved from Tory's shoulders and began to tug her blouse free form the waistband of her skirt. Her hands travelled up the softness of Tory's stomach and stroked over her bra.

She felt Tory breathe in sharply and the kiss broke for a moment. Nina squeezed Tory's breasts and watched as the girl's eyes widened in surprise.

And then Tory reached a hand up behind Nina's head and pulled her back into the kiss.

The wetness between Nina's thighs became a sea as she and Tory plundered each other's mouths with their tongues, lapping desperately at each other as their hands tore and pulled at clothes.

Nina pulled Tory away from the wall and pushed her clumsily back against the desk.

Tory just about got her balance sitting on the edge before Nina was upon her again, unbuttoning Tory's blouse impatiently as she kissed her. Nina hands reached around Tory's back, fumbling for a moment to undo her bra.

As her breasts fell free, Nina grabbed them roughly, squeezing them and running her thumbs over the hard nipples again and again.

She felt Tory squirm and squeal against her mouth. Nina couldn't bear it any longer.

She pulled back from the kiss and pushed Tory down flat on the desk, leaving her legs hanging over the edge. She bunched the girl's skirt up around her waist and pulled impatiently at her knickers, dragging them down Tory's slender, toned legs.

Like everything else about her, Tory's cunt was impeccable. The hair was neatly trimmed into a triangle but Nina spared no time to look at it as lust raged within her.

She leaned forward over Tory and placed her hand against her crotch. Tory was sopping wet and Nina again felt a thrill of power and desire buzz through her. Tory was breathing hard beneath her, her face tight with expectation.

Nina locked eyes with her as she moved her finger experimentally against Tory's cunt.

Tory gasped as Nina pushed gently against her vagina. They looked at each other for a moment.

"Go on then," Tory whispered. Nina raised an eyebrow.

"Really?" she said, hoarsely.

"Yeah," said Tory, a look of defiance in her eyes. "Go on. Fuck me."

Nina pushed her two fingers into Tory as far as they would go. Tory cried out and arched upwards, her head tipped back. Nina felt a triumph unlike anything she had ever known.

She withdrew her fingers to the entrance and then pushed them back in again. Tory cried out again and the sight of her naked breasts arching upwards was more than Nina could bear.

She moved her fingers in and out of Tory, slowly at first and then finding a rhythm. Tory gripped the side of the desk and gave short, staccato cries as Nina pumped her fingers.

The pace increased. Nina felt as if Tory was stretching beneath her fingers, growing ever wetter and larger as Nina fucked her.

Nina's hand moved furiously back and forth, Tory bucked and arched from the desk, her cries turning into sobs as Nina fucked her faster and faster until Tory screamed, her whole body went rigid and her head tipped back. Her mouth remained open in a silent scream as waves of shudders passed through her body and her cunt contracted around Nina's fingers.

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