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Obsession Ch. 03

The house lights were out in the auditorium, affording me ample cover in the control booth. Julian had completed the composition and after much cajoling, promised to let me hear his workshop of the piece on the condition that I go undetected as they worked. I had settled on a rickety wooden stool, careful not to disturb the lighting controls before me. Before long, the orchestra seemed settled. I checked my phone and saw three missed calls from Ethan.

"Please." I begged, fingers wrapped around his cock, rendering him immobile beneath me in bed. I squeezed around him and loosened my grip.

His eyes screwed shut in an agony. "Don't stop."

I took all of him into my mouth, my swollen lips sliding down to the base of his dick. I looked up at him as he hummed in encouragement.

"Let me watch! Just one rehearsal."

He snarled at the sudden loss of sensation. "No."

"Okay." I sat back on my heels and gave a pointed look.

He looked at me, shaking his head through a curtain of lust. "It's not perfect."

"It doesn't have to be perfect." I leaned forward, swirling my tongue over the head of his cock. He drew a sharp breath.

"God. I'm so close." He spoke through gritted teeth.

"For me? Please?"

"That's the point. It's for you. Why do you want to spoil it?" He pushed his hips up toward my lips, barely out of reach.

"Julian." My tongue millimeters from the swollen head of is cock, beading with pre-cum. An invisible current ran between us, a live wire.

"Brat! Fine!"

"Serenade—Movement two, straight through, please!" He called out.

A buzz hummed through the orchestra as his students shuffled the sheet music on their stands. His light-hearted demeanor surprised me. I had always pictured him as an austere authoritarian at work, but the energy in the room proved otherwise. I could only decipher tone from where I sat, unable to hear specifics as he joked with his students. A bassist in the back of the room started tuning discreetly, and a girl sitting to his right made a sarcastic remark and laughter erupted from the lit stage. He rose a hand and the room fell into gradual stillness.

With a few flicks of his baton, Julian divined the beginnings of a hopeful melody. Entranced, I leaned into the idyllic air that captured the still auditorium. I was captivated by the fluid gesticulations of the handsome conductor before me. His movements flowed and amplified with the crescendo of sound. The sweet call and response of the violins and cellos elicited a strong sense of longing. I wondered what it meant.

"Cellos, that's you!" He called out. If they missed a cue, I hadn't noticed. He waved for the orchestra to stop and had individual sections repeat a specific run. He called out encouragement as the ensemble tightened to his satisfaction.He led the orchestra through a second movement with a saccharine violin solo before he stopped them again.

"Okay, I'll see you back here in five!" He called out.

Walking with a purpose, he kept his eyes on the dark glass of the control booth. I could see my reflection if I took my focus off of him. I felt almost certain he couldn't see me from where he stood.

"So?" He arrived before me moments later with a self-assured grin.

"It's incredible!"

"Except they haven't nailed that high C."

"Thank you." My heart swelled with affection. To be on the receiving end of all of his talent and passion was overwhelming. "I can't believe that's for me."

Julian quickly cleared the control room and tilted my chin up before kissing me deeply.

"It's what you do to me. I had major writer's block before I met you. I hadn't written anything original in . . . God, was it a year?" He pulled me out of my chair and lifted me onto the counter, I could feel the control board against my lower back. I didn't realize how cold I felt in the small dark room until his warmth was right up against me. "I feel like a different person around you." His words smeared with his lips on my neck. His hand moved up my thigh, dismissing the fabric of my skirt.

"Julian! Not here!" I glanced frantically back at the auditorium.

"I like you flustered."

"We don't have time for this!" I protested as he tugged the waistband of my sheer pink panties down my legs and slipped two fingers inside me, feeling far too large inside me.

"You think I can't make you cum in five minutes?" He pulled his fingers from me and pushed them into my mouth. I moaned around them in surprise as he moved to his knees before me. Wrapping his arms around my thighs, he pulled me to his lips.

"Wait!" I gasped, feeling a bout of self-consciousness. "Julian!"

His tongue ran circles around my clit, eliciting jolts of pleasure up my spine to mingle with the anxiety of being discovered. I tried to remember if he had locked the door behind him. Back in the auditorium, the general chaos ensued of different instruments practicing conflicting bits of music and the chatter that broke out in groups.

"Please." I whined quietly, suppressing a moan. I tried and failed to squirm away from him.

My phone began to vibrate on the counter, buzzing loudly. I reached to turn it off, and found my wrist held tightly in place by his grip. His efforts seemed almost adamant after, the rhythmic pressure of his tongue flicking up to my clit over and over made my head swim.

"Oh God, Julian, can I?" I strained against his grip.

"No." he pulled his tongue away and began nibbling softly on my thigh as I squirmed in frustration. "Not yet."

"Please!" I whimpered pitifully.

"Tell me who it belongs to." He kissed my pussy gently, the hyper-sensitive skin magnifying the sensation.

"You." I tried to catch my breath.

"When do you cum?" He swirled his tongue over my clit, producing a gasp.

"When you say so." I mewled.

"Once I finish this class you're going to be in your apartment waiting for me." He instructed.

"Yes what?"

"Yes sir." I acquiesced.

"Maybe then you'll cum for me." He released my wrists and kissed my clit before getting off of his knees.

"Maybe?" I pouted, but he ignored me. He pushed my pink panties into the pocket of his dress pants and glanced at his wrist watch.

"Just under five minutes." He smiled devilishly at me and gestured to my phone. "He's still calling you?"

I looked at the screen: Ethan again.

"Not as frequently." I admitted.

"Stay strong. He'll get over it." He pulled me into a dizzying kiss before checking his reflection over my shoulder.

"When is rehearsal over?" I slid off of the counter, straightening my skirt and feeling disheveled.

"When the cellos hit that high C."

I watched him saunter back to the podium at the front of the theatre. He had such an air of confidence about him, he was clearly in his element. I wondered what it must feel like to be a student of his. A short brunette called him over as the orchestra began filtering back to their seats and played an excerpt. He pantomimed what she was aiming for as he made a suggestion. She attempted the excerpt again and he clapped in approval. From where I stood it was obvious she was flushed from his undivided attention. I could empathize.

Once I told him I was leaving Ethan, Julian seemed to lighten up dramatically. He softened, pleased knowing my attention was no longer split. We began to see each other more regularly, but I didn't always wind up in cuffs. Some nights he read out loud from his favorite novel as I worked on a project. We would drive around the city or meander empty highways, allowing the oil-slick of colors blur past us in a comfortable silence. There were days I was certain he wasn't seeing his fiancée at all, for the time I clocked with him. For a time, what we had was easy.

The fact remained, however, that he was going to be married. It occurred to me that I didn't know how soon or far off their pending nuptials were. I wondered with a pang of guilt how it would change our dynamic. I mostly tried not to think of her. Some time had passed since she had been to my apartment and I wasn't eager to have her back.

Later that evening, I prepared for his impending visit to try and distract myself. I sat before my vanity, applying a coat of mascara and tried to decide on whether a pair of thigh-highs were too much for the evening he had planned. Try as I might, I became increasingly neurotic about the ephemeral nature to the whole affair. Once he was married, would he vanish from my life as quickly as he had crashed into it? I felt a flush of triviality. He could be gone soon and there I was, deliberating over what to wear. The train of thought had colored my mood ostensibly by the time I heard a knock at my door.

Standing with a box at his feet, Ethan looked miserable.

"Hi." I made no movement to let him in. It was difficult to look him in the eye knowing I'd see so much hurt. When I told Ethan I was leaving, he begged for a reason- some tangible evidence that he had let me down. I insisted that he was wonderful- which he was- and that it was my flagrant inability to function in a normal healthy relationship- which, apparently, I was.

"You're fighting this because you're scared, but it's okay. This will pass." He fought.

I decided to leave the details out of it. I didn't want to admit the thrill I felt at seeing bruises on my tits or the deep sense of satisfaction I felt being essentially used by someone who had no allegiances toward me. I couldn't bring myself to admit much of it to myself. I didn't want to watch his expression as he discovered what I was really like. The adverse effect of this was that he was convinced I was sabotaging our relationship due to some deep insecurity that he could forgive.

"I called. A few times, actually." He seemed unlike himself. Deflated and humorless. It hurt to look at him.

"I was at work." I lied.

"No you weren't." He left it at that. I cringed at the thought of Jacques seeing Ethan like this. I knew they were still friends and I wondered what the conversation must have been like between them.

"Anyway, I think this is the last of it." He bent to pick up the large cardboard box. I caught a glimpse of a sweater I had been trying to find for weeks that I had declared lost forever and it appeared he had cleaned his shower and medicine cabinet of my things as well. "So I guess that's it." He forced a smile.

I took the box from him and learned it was much heavier than it looked. He helped me lift it onto my kitchen table. "I wouldn't have blamed you if you had thrown this junk away."

I caught a glimpse of Julian's look of surprise in the open door. Heart racing, I tried not to visibly react. He stuttered in his stride slightly, before swiftly turning down the hallway. I walked to the door, standing with it open. "Is that everything?" I willed him to let it go at that.

"I love you, Cadence." Ethan leaned in, hovering dangerously close expectantly. I put my hands up between us with an air of finality.

"I love you, too, but I'm sorry."

"So let's take a breather! We don't have to end things. It doesn't have to be so black and white." He insisted.

I wanted to tell him, and he deserved to know. In short, I was a coward. I did love him, but it made more sense like this. I didn't want him trapped in a relationship with someone who couldn't be honest with him, especially when he didn't know he was trapped to begin with.

"I'm expecting someone." I couldn't look him in the eye.

"Oh." A tinge of pain colored his voice. "Well, that's it then." He repeated and left.

As I glanced through the contents of the box at the shampoos and thin orange bottles, I felt a surge of regret. My phone buzzed to life with a message from Julian: All Clear? Not long after, I heard a familiar quick staccato knock at the door. Julian.

"Hi." He hung back, cautious.

"I'm okay." I turned to let him in.

"Good." He moved quickly, his grip wrapped in my hair. A gasp escaped me. "Did you like visiting me today?" He kept a conversational tone as he moved me with him to the kitchen table, bending me over the side of it. My focus singularly centered on him.

"Yes." I sighed.

"But now it seems you need to be reminded of who you belong to again." He leaned over me, talking low in my ear and sending a thrill up my spine. I arched back to him, nearly purring.

"Yes." I agreed. I felt him lean on the silence after. "Sir."

"Good girl."

The hush of leather pulled against fabric and felt the sting of his belt against my ass. Gasping, I instinctively tried to straighten up, but his hand held me firmly in place.

"Now, this isn't a punishment." He clarified, folding the belt over itself. "This is for release. Hold this." He pushed the doubled over belt between my teeth and lifted my skirt up to the small of my back. "Where are your panties?" He feigned shock and gently spread my pussy with his fingers. I gasped softly, and he hummed in approval. "I like how sensitive you are." He cupped his hand over my mound and rubbed my clit gently. "And so wet!" He pulled his hand back and slapped my ass gently.

Julian pushed his fingers inside of me and dragged the wetness over my clit before bringing his hand down to spank me again. I jumped, whining through the belt at the sudden sting.

"You get into your own head too much." He rubbed the sensitive skin gently with his fingertips. "Pain, for example, is layered." He slapped my ass. "You know it has given you pleasure." He continued, rubbing my back with his palm. Letting me process his words and the pain, and the immediate craving for more. "Yet you still try to avoid it, thinking that it's supposed to be bad so you won't allow yourself to embrace it." He found a rhythm as he spoke, spanking me hard with his palm. Leaving me gasping. I felt my pussy respond. "That's when you begin to feel shame and deny yourself what you want." I felt a kind of clarity in the pleasure-pain, a sense of focus that cleared my mind from everything but him.

"Don't think. Do you want more?"

"Fuck me." I begged through my teeth.

"That is the answer to a different question. I can see it all over you, you want 'more.' Right?"

I moaned my affirmative and he pulled the belt from my mouth, and ran the cool leather over the sensitive skin of my ass.

"Did you invite him over?" He asked in an even tone, letting the belt swing back before I could answer. The sudden sting made me gasp.

"Oh! No."

"How long was he here?" Three more stinging strikes in succession.

"Ohhh, God. Please Julian. . ." I twisted in place, my back arching, feeling the spark of pain and desire.

"Who do you belong to?"

"Then trust me." He spread my legs further, tapping my pussy with the belt.

"I do." I whined, dreading the sting but enjoying the bright swath of pleasure as he methodically spanked my pussy with the smooth, heavy leather. He pulled on my hair, yanking a little too hard before settling in his grip. I could barely move without consequence but it also forced my line of vision on the cardboard box Ethan brought. It began with a tightness in my chest.

"You can feel it. You can look at your hurt and feel incredible too. That's what you trade for it. You don't have to compartmentalize parts of yourself to enjoy this, to want this. You want it, don't you?"

Shutting my eyes against the flood of emotion, I could do little to stop the deluge of tears that seemed to come out of nowhere. I gasped back a sob and he hesitated until I put a hand up.

"Okay." He moved back from the table, letting me get my bearings. I straightened up, feeling a distinct soreness and turned to him, crumbling. "Okay, Okay." He pulled me into his arms and we walked like that to my bedroom where we collapsed on the cool sheets of my bed together.

"It was good," I rationalized. "It felt great."

"Good, it was supposed to." He answered, brushing my hair out of my face.

"I left him for this." I tried not to sound ungrateful.

"I wouldn't have asked you to." He quietly affirmed.

"I know."

Julian was wordless as I finally wept for my relationship with Ethan. While it was cathartic, the discomfort of vulnerability chased it soon after.

"Oh God, I'm so embarrassed." I covered my face with my hands.

"Don't be. I said it was meant to be a release, didn't I?" He planted a kiss on top of my head. "Did you think I'd come over just to make you cum?" He laughed.

"You said 'maybe.'"

"That's true." He sat up for a moment, unbuttoning his shirt and threw it onto my vanity before laying back down in bed.

"Can we pause?" I moved so that my cheek rested on his chest.

"Of course." He breathed in my hair and quietly remarked on its scent. He absently rubbed my back and let me think out loud.

"I have a problem." I decided in a soft voice.

"What's that?" His voice lacked any trace of judgment, and I wanted to crawl inside that moment and hide. I buried my face in his side for strength.

"I know you wouldn't have asked me to leave Ethan, and I would never ask you to leave Sara."

"So why did you?" He ran his fingers through my hair.

"Because I love you." I whispered, terrified. "And it didn't make sense to be with him. Even if it was easier that way."

He gathered his thoughts, his fingers running over my scalp. "Well, I love you too."

"Really?" I turned to face him.

"Kiss me?"

He leaned over me, pressing his lips to my temple, and pulled back, "Why are you crying?" His voice was gentle.

"Because I know exactly what this is. Sorry. I swear I usually don't cry this much."

"You know I've seen you cry before. It's not a total turn off." He bent down to kiss my neck.

The rest of that evening we exchanged few words, and we became silent forms reduced to sensation. Turned on our sides, I moved to close the space between us, locking in place like puzzle pieces. I filled the negative space with curves, arching, needing to be up against him, and feeling the relief of his desire in response. Meeting my shivering undulations with firmness, taking me in his arms and pulling me to him, as though he were taking me in, taking his fill of me. I pressed my lips, inquisitive, to his and felt the gentle pressure of his lips in answer. Our bodies moved fluidly, finding a slow sensual rhythm. I pressed against his chest and gently moaned into his mouth at the singular satisfaction of closeness.

Our clothes were peeled from our bodies with a deliberation that felt like a distinct form of intimacy we hadn't allowed ourselves to yield to. When he made space for himself inside of me it felt different, somehow. It was as though we had been apart from one another for years and although we were famished for sensation, the moment demanded to be felt in millimeters and bated breath and the sweat beading on his temple as he looked down upon me, supine and taking him into me. Our eyes locked and we stayed still like that: all of him buried inside the pulsing warmth of me.

And it was yes, and it was yesyesyes low in his ear, and his gasping exertion, and mounting pressure throughout my body with his dragging forth, leaning into me, making a home of me. It was more than giving and being taken from. It wasn't the recklessness, the fierce wanting that normally made our dynamic so exciting. It was sharing something. And it was don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop. And it was fireworks too bright between us, eyelids protecting him from the blindness of euphoria. It was a sensation too slick and abundant to keep quiet behind his teeth. He cried out in an anguished way. Then, tangled there, pillows somehow on the floor in our maneuvering, I listened to his heartbeat find its footing in his chest, and fell into a thick, tar-like sleep.

The next morning, in the white haze of waking, I felt him stir behind me. His long legs tucked behind mine, our bodies still locked together and I pushed my ass up against him instinctively, sighing at the sensation.

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Jelqing Guide: How to Jelq Properly

how to jelqJelqing, the penis enlargement exercise is absolutely well-known amongst enthusiasts who would like to enlarge the penis. How to jelq? The jelqing penis exercise is performed through having flow of blood to the penis by manual force in order to enhance the volume of blood chambers in penis. If conducted frequently and regularly over a long time, jelqing will permanently increase the blood chambers in one’s penis to create permanent improvements in the size.

How to Jelq? Step by step

Following is the penis jelqing program that most people have had great result with.

Soak a towel in hot (however not scalding) water, twist out the excess water, wrap it around the penis then keep it there for two minutes. Replicate this procedure 3 times or more properly. This will certainly increase blood flow in penis to reduce the potential of physical harm throughout the penis jelq exercise later.

How to jelq? Follow these jelq guide step by steps or simply watch the jelq video instructions so you understand on how to jelq properly.

Before starting the penis jelq, ensure that the penis is not in the completely erect state. Or else you encounter the possibility of damaging the penis, through causing a vein to burst as an instance.

Add some Vaseline drops to the penis and smear it over the entire penis. Do not use soap or the shampoo as lubricating agents or else you might end up with an aching penis.

Create a snug ring around the penis’ base with the index finger and thumb then stroke completely with an upward motion up to the point you touch the penis tip. Do this again with the other hand. Repeat over and over again with one hand after the other. Ensure every stroke last roughly a few seconds.

If ever you then become erect, stop the workout and spank the penis on the thigh to discourage it from fully erecting. You can continue jelqing when the erection stops.

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Within the first week, perform about 200-300 penis jelqs a day using medium intensity. Throughout the second week, perform 300-500 jelqs day-to-day using full strength. After the second week, work minimal 500 or more jelqs daily for as frequently as you fancy with no discomfort whatsoever.

Some caution: be on constant check for any irritation and soreness or any other telltale signs of problems when performing the jelq exercise. Indications of discomfort can include pain, bruises and also blisters. At the early hints of trouble, stop the workout immediately, enforce a 1 to 2 day breather and bear in mind not to do it again till the trouble ends. Even without any ache, you need to take a break from regular penis jelqs exercise, for instance 1 to 2 days off following 5 days of jelqing. By sticking to the jelq exercise explained above continuously, you will achieve noticeable enhancements in penis size within just months or weeks.


Last Dance

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Okay I know it's corny, but I saw her across a crowded dance-floor and I knew that I had to have her! I had been watching her for a while, she was with a group of younger women, but she was the most beautiful. It looked like a hen party and she was playing the mother hen, but none of the others compared to her. I put her at about 45, with curly brunette hair, an oval face with sparkling blue eyes and a generous mouth made for kissing. Her breasts were still firm and proud and full, her waist was still trim and her hips were broad and rounded, her legs, encased in black stockings(I hope) go on forever, tapering down to trim ankles and small feet encased in 5" heels that stretch her legs even more. Her little black dress finishes just above the knee and clings to every curve of her ripe body, especially her big firm breasts and her tight round ass, I must have her!

I see the lustful glances she is getting from some of the older men as she talks and laughs with the younger girls, her breasts bouncing up and down in time with her laughter. But they are cowards, none of them has the courage to ask her to dance. She will be mine, and I will do all the things she asks me to do! The loud music finishes and the live band takes to the stage, they play latin music, covering the likes of Gloria Estefan, Ricky Martin and Michael Buble. Music you can dance to! and music you can make love to! As the band strikes up me stride over the dance-floor towards her, I see a couple of men heading in her direction so I speed up and reach her first.

I take her hand and say "come with me."

She is talking with the other girls and doesn't hear me the first time, so I bend down and whisper in her ear "come with me."

She turns, her glass halfway to those delicious lips and looks into my face and sees the desire in my eyes!

She puts down her glass, and with a smile which lights up her face and makes her blue eyes sparkle even more, she turns to the other girls and says "I won't be long, this young man wants to dance with me."

The women carry on their conversation, one or two casting jealous glances when they see me. But I am not interested in them, they are silly girls, it is her I want! She takes my hand and follows me to the dance-floor through the crowds. It is full of people doing the samba, the rhumba and the salsa, but I am not interested in them.We will do our own dance of love as though they did not exist!

I take up a position in front of her, one hand on her left hip the other in the small of her back. With gentle pressure I close the gap between us, so that our crotches are pressing together as one, and we move together sinuously like palm fronds in a tropical breeze or water flowing over stones. Her eyes open wide when she feels my hardness pressing into her, but I simply smile and continue to rub my body against her ripe, womanly body.

The hardness will come later, for now all I have in mind is to seduce her through dance. The music changes to a slower rhythm and I pull her closer, I bury my face into her hair, inhaling the scent of an exotic shampoo and her heady perfume deep into my nose. They mingle together making me dizzy, all the while my hands are on her voluptuous firm ass, pulling her closer so that I can feel her rub against me and smell her gorgeous scent. She looks up at me and sees the desire in my eyes and she smiles; just with the corners of her mouth and I know she is mine!

The song finishes, and she stands with her head on my chest, getting her breath back. I see her breasts heave within the confines of her dress as she breathes deeply, they are milky white and soft yet firm, there does not appear to be anything supporting them, but I will find out later.

The music starts up again, faster this time and I twist and spin her, throwing her out to arms length then pulling her back into me, pressing her body against mine. I slide my hands down her back caressing the naked skin, I feel her shiver at my touch but she does not say anything. Then I spin her out again, but this time I drop to one knee and bend her over it, exposing her voluptuous body to my lustful gaze. I know that people are looking, but I couldn't care less, she is all I am concentrating on, they may as well not exist!

I raise her up and stand up just as the music finishes, she is flushed but happy as she regains her composure again ready for the next dance. The evening continues like this until the early hours, we stop occasionally for a drink of water, but otherwise we dance non-stop. I see her friends looking over and some are pointing, but I know it is envy on their part. They wish that it was them out here and not her. In a pause in the music I hold her at arm's length for a moment, I take in the stunning creature before me from her dark curly hair now messed up and stuck to her face with sweat from her exertions on the dance-floor, to those sparkling blue eyes which seem to have a fire of their own, to her cute nose and those kissable lips shining with a bright red lip-gloss which looks as though she has run her tongue over them.

I am on fire as I take in her curvaceous body, from her heaving bosom down which droplets of sweat run until they disappear into the cleavage between those soft yet firm mounds. How I wish my tongue could follow them to that dark and secret place, but I must wait a little longer! I continue my journey down her body to her waist and stomach, which is quite flat for a woman her age.

From there I move down to her hips which are broad and rounded, indicating that she has children. But this only helps to make her even sexier. I turn her slowly so that I can take in her firm round ass once more, it is a wonder in itself and I have difficulty tearing my gaze from it but I do and then I take in her legs.

Encased in sheer black hose, they are long, very long for a woman her height; of course I cannot see all of them yet but I can guess that the thighs are strong and firm, then from the knee they taper down to shapely firm calves and trim ankles, ending in small neat feet encased in patent stiletto pumps. Taken together she is the perfect woman for me, as I will show her later. The bandleader approaches the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take your partners for the last dance of the evening!" he takes his place and the band goes into "Careless Whisper" by George Michael. This is the moment I have been waiting for as we settle into a slow, sexy rumba.

She turns her back to me and presses her gorgeous ass into my crotch and reaches up and puts her arms around my neck and pulls my face down for a deep kiss. Then to her neck, graceful like a swan's and exposed to my tongue lips and teeth. First of all I use my nose, inhaling her perfume and the soft, warm scent of her body, it is an intoxicating mixture and I feel drunk from the smell, but there are other delights yet!

I slide my hands down her body, starting at her full breasts. I linger for a moment, feeling the weight and size of them in my hands and then I move on, down her waist to her full womanly hips and that gorgeous firm round ass. She sighs as she feels me exploring her but she does not say a word, keeping in time with the music. As I explore her I bury my face in her neck like a vampire from the "Twilight" series of films about to possess a beautiful maiden.

But instead of fangs, I first use my tongue, licking the salty deposits from the base of her neck where it meets the collar bone.

"Oooh" she gasps, "don't stop!"

"I have no intention of stopping my love, this is just the beginning!" then as she looks up into my face I bend down and lightly brush my lips over hers, it is one of many and it sends a tingle down my spine at the thought.

At the same time I feel her give a little shiver as she lies back in my arms and presses that fabulous ass harder against my crotch. She feels my hardness pressing into the crack and she moans "mmmm, nice!"

We continue our dance, swaying and moving with the music, everyone and everything else forgotten. I continue my exploration of her body down to her crotch, resting my hand on the swell of her mound, even through her dress I can feel the heat. I press harder and she gasps and turns her face up to me for another kiss.

This one is longer but not too long, as I have not finished yet and the song is nearly over. My hands slide down her strong firm thighs, and I can feel through the material of her dress that she is wearing stockings! My heart skips a beat, I was right! I feel the strength in her thighs and smile, she will be able to wrap them around me as we make love later. For now there is the dance to finish.

I lower my mouth to her neck once more but this time I gently kiss it making her squeal "ooooo." I continue kissing up her neck until I reach her ear and I place a kiss behind it and she groans "ohhhh yesss."But even with all these distractions she continues to move against me, rubbing herself against my hardness, which is crying out for her but will have to wait a little longer. Finally I bring my mouth back to her neck and gently I sink my teeth into the base of her neck, I can feel the blood pumping through the carotid artery as her excitement builds. She opens her mouth but no sound comes out, and so I cover it with my own, tasting those warm soft lips once again.

As we break our kiss the music ends, I hear the bandleader thanking the crowd and wishing them a safe journey home, but it as though from a distance, as if through water. I am concentrating on what is to come as I stand with my arms around her, her head on my chest. I can feel her breathing deeply as she gets her composure back, still within my arms she turns, looking up at me seeing me as if for the first time.

She starts to speak; "Who...." but I put a finger to her soft lips.

"Shhh" I say "later when we are alone" and with that she puts her face to my chest and closes her eyes. As we stand there I see that the dance-floor is emptying, assignations have been made, couples head for the exit hand in hand.

Groups of girls laughing loudly and men on their own start to leave, but they do not interest me.

"Come with me" I say, she looks up at me and I see doubt on her face but something else in her eyes.

"What about the girls?" she says "I'm supposed to make sure they get home safely!"

I have already thought of that, earlier I gave one of the bar staff a 50 and told him to organize a cab for her friends. As I look over her head I see him talking to her friends telling them about the cab, as they leave, a few cast backward glances but then, more than a little drunk, they head for the exit and we are by ourselves.

"Come with me NOW!" I say again and this time she does not object, I put my arm round her waist and she puts her head on my chest as we head for the exit...........

Outside the air was cool and crisp, and I could see the little peaks in her dress as her nipples hardened in the cold air. I walked her to my car and we stopped for another lingering kiss before getting in. Once inside I put on the heater and then leaned across to fasten her seatbelt, as I did this I kissed her again, a deep lingering kiss with tongues, mine searches for her warm wet one and intertwines with it. She puts her arms around my neck and pulls me closer, flicking her tongue in and out of my mouth rapidly in her excitement.

Eventually I break our kiss and sit down and start the engine, "my place isn't far" I say, so we drive for 10 minutes and pull up in front of my apartment building. "we're here!" I say, gently shaking her awake "you dozed off with all the dancing and the warmth from the heater."

"Mmmm" she says stretching and yawning and giving me a big smile that lights up her face. As she stretches, her breasts push out the material of her dress again and I can see the shape of those soft yet firm mounds.

"Come on" I say "let's get inside!"

It has started to rain as we get out of my car. I take off my jacket and drape it over her head to stop the worst of the rain, of course this means that I get soaked but never mind, I won't need these clothes for long! We run up the steps and I open the door and let us inside. In the lobby are a set of stairs and some elevators.

She looks at them and asks "which floor do you live on?"

"Fifth" I reply.

"Then we'll take the elevator, I don't think my legs could carry me!" she says and presses the call button.

A few moments later the elevator appears, the doors open and two people get out leaving it empty. As soon as the doors close I take her into my arms and plant a deep kiss on her luscious mouth, my hands roaming across her voluptuous figure. She giggles and kisses me back her tongue searching for mine.

"You're all wet, you'll have to get out of those clothes or you'll catch pneumonia" she laughs.

"I intend to!" I say, "I've made you wet as well though, so we'll have to get yours dry before you can go home!"

The elevator doors open and we step out onto my floor. My front door is opposite to the elevator so we don't have to walk far, I let us in saying "welcome to my humble abode!" with a mock bow "after you, ladies first!"

This is a ploy so that I can watch that fabulous ass of hers wiggle its way into my apartment! I shut the door and follow her inside.

"Nice apartment" she says.

"Thank you it's all my own work," I say as I step up behind her and put my arms around her waist and lower my face to her neck, I smell the warm heady scent of her body and I kiss her neck making her shiver.

"Fix us something to drink while I get out of these wet clothes" I say heading for the bedroom.

I can hear glasses tinkling as she pours our drinks "do you want ice?" she asks.

"No thanks just as it comes" I shout back.

I take off my wet clothes and dump them in the laundry bin and put on a silk robe, it feels cool and sensuous next to my naked skin and my cock begins to stiffen at its touch. "Down boy!" I say and the impending errection goes down and I walk out of the bedroom. Her eyes widen when she sees what I am wearing, but soon we are comfortable on the sofa in front of a fire which I lit before going out.

"Now where were we?" I say, "oh yes your wet clothes need drying off, come on then off with them!" with that I put down my drink and stand up "come on then, stand up and I'll help you."

She stands up and I take hold of her zipper and start to unzip her dress, as I do creamy white skin is exposed and then the strap of a lacy black bra. I kiss this exposed flesh with just the lightest graze of my lips and she shudders, I slide the zip further paying the same attention to each inch of newly exposed flesh.

Eventually the zipper is right down, nestling in the curve of her back just above her ass. Without being told she slides her arms out of the straps of her dress and lets it fall to the floor, she stands in front of me in just her bra, panties stockings and heels. My god she is gorgeous! I take in the swelling mounds of her large heavy breasts, barely contained in their soft lacy bra. From there my eyes travel down her belly to the black garter belt holding up sheer black stockings, fine as a spider's web clinging to her long legs. Finally I reach my goal, her pussy, it is covered by a thin strip of material which barely conceals the swelling mound, beneath which is shaved smooth. The material passes between her legs and between the twin globes of her ass. She stands there, unsure of what to do or say and so I take the initiative and put my hands on those ripe melons and caress them through the material of her bra.

I take hold of each one in turn and ease it out of the confines of her bra, and into the full light of the room. They are spectacular for a woman her age and I take each one in turn into my mouth, encircling each nipple with my tongue until it starts to harden and lengthen.

At this she throws back her head, her hair cascading down her back and she opens her mouth and moans "ohhh that feels soooo gooood!" She takes hold of my head and presses my face into her cleavage. I feel the soft skin on either side of my face as I inhale the warm sweet scent of her perfume mingled with her sweat as she stands in front of the roaring fire.

I flick out my tongue and taste her, her mouth forms a silent "o" at this and her eyes close. I reach behind her and unclasp her bra and let it fall to the floor, then I go down on one knee and begin to lavish kisses on her rounded belly, very lightly, just butterfly kisses gently grazing the skin and bringing up goose-bumps. As I do this my robe opens to reveal my hardening cock, I look up and see her lustful gaze as she sees me hardening for her.

Kissing down her belly I reach her garter belt, it is black lace with little hearts on it, and it is stretched tight across her hips, the straps holding her stockings tight.

From there it is just a short distance to the black lace panties covering the delights within. I can see a patch of wetness appearing, and I press my face to it, tasting her juices and smelling her strong musky scent. She groans "ohh god" and buries her fingers in my hair, pulling me closer to the centre of her lust. I can feel the heat from her pussy and I gently rub the material against it, stimulating her clitoris to rise out of its hiding place.

While I do this her fist is in her mouth and she is biting it to stop herself screaming out loud. "Don't worry" I say, "the neighbours are away for the week you can scream as much as you like!" and she will before we have finished!

The wet patch on her panties grows bigger as her juices start to flow faster, and I know she is heading for her first climax of the evening.

"Oooooh yesss" she cries out as my tongue laps at her panties, pressing the material against her swollen mound, making the material gently scratch her clitoris and sending her over the edge.

"Ohhh myyy fucking godddd!" she screams, no longer caring if anyone can hear her, "that feels fucking fantastic" she puts a hand to her mouth, a slightly embarrassed look on her face "I'm sorry," "I don't usually talk like that!"

"No problem" I reply, "I hope it won't be the last time tonight!"

Then I hook my thumbs under the elastic of her panties and pull them over her hips, they slide down to the floor down her stockings with a whisper until they reach her ankles. Supporting herself on my back, she lifts one foot and then the other and steps out of them. Now I have an unobscured view of her sex, it is beautiful!

The lips form a petal shape and are shiny with her juices, there is a swelling just where her pubic bone pushes her clitoris out, and I can see her slit because she is shaved smooth. I can smell her arousal and little drops of juice form on the lips of her pussy. I lean forward and flick out my tongue, eager to taste and smell her hot sweet juices.

As my tongue traces the outline of her pussy she groans "oh fuck" and pulls my face closer so that I can introduce the tip of my tongue between the lips. By now she is well on the way to another orgasm as her juices flow onto my tongue, I let them roll down it and down my throat swallowing them hungrily.

Carefully I insert a finger into her wet pussy, meeting no resistance I insert a second, searching for her g-spot, the magical place which will make her shiver and shake and scream as her pussy floods in orgasm! I know that I have found it when she takes in a deep breath and her eyes roll back in her head.

She lets out a gasp, "don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop!"

I have no intention of stopping and I increase the pace, my fingers are moving in and out of her pussy in a blur.

"Ohhh yesss I'm coming, I'm fucking cumminnggg!" she shouts and a flood of juice flows down the inside of her thighs and onto her stockings.

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The term 'Clovelly erotic massage' may cause a pang of impropriety amongst some, while others might see it as a matter of personal liberty and a symptom of wellness practices linked with human sexuality. This article looks into the world of sensual massage, especially the erotic massage parlours in the UK, that use services encompassing climactic 'happy endings'.

The first concern that comes to mind is, "Are erotic massage parlours legal in the UK?" The legality is fairly nuanced. Prostitution per se is not prohibited in England, Wales, and Scotland, although there're a number of laws making sure activities related to it illegal such as kerb crawling, obtaining in public or owning or managing a brothel.

Erotic massages fall into a grey area of the law, which is silent on paid sex within personal premises in between consenting grownups. The provision of 'happy endings', could possibly lead to criminal liability if not managed carefully.

The principles of erotic massage remain a contentious problem. These parlours, frequently camouflaged as 'health medical spas' or 'massage parlors', proliferate in the shadows of decorum due to preconception and error, despite the fact that they provide services to a requiring customers.

It falls upon the engaged parties-- the provider and the clients-- to promote a sense of decency and respect throughout interactions. The 'happy ending' should not be thought about a standard expectation, but a possible extra, agreed upon by both celebrations on ethical grounds.

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Safety and privacy stand paramount in this context. Clients must try to find parlours that uphold high standards of hygiene, have professional personnel, and regard customer privacy. Workers must perform their services in safe conditions, and establishments need to offer them with suitable training and defense.

In conclusion, the world of erotic massage, shadowed by contradictions of viewpoint and law, provides its own unique blend of restorative wellness. Understanding the subtleties of its legality, principles, and etiquette can possibly enable an enriching, respectful, and safe interaction for both workers and clients. The key rests with open communication, shared respect, and an understanding that the world of erotic massage is as much about personal health and wellness as it has to do with sensual gratification.

Erotic massages Clovelly fall into a grey area of the law, which is silent on paid sex within private properties in between consenting grownups. Transcending the sexual aspect, erotic massage incorporates components of healing massage, promoting relaxation and reducing stress. Identifying trustworthy erotic massage parlours can be challenging, provided the veiled nature of these services. In conclusion, the world of erotic massage, watched by contradictions of viewpoint and law, provides its own unique mix of therapeutic wellness. The crucial rests with open interaction, shared respect, and an understanding that the world of erotic massage is as much about personal health and well-being as it is about sensual satisfaction.

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Navigating the subtleties of discovering the ideal erotic massage supplier can be a daunting task, provided the undercover nature of this industry. Prospective clients need to exercise vigilance, discernment, and impulse to find a relied on provider that promotes the concepts of quality, safety, and discretion.

Here are some guidelines to keep in mind:

Licensed and Trained Personnel: A genuine parlor ought to use certified therapists trained in expert restorative massage methods in addition to the specialized services they offer.

Reputation: Word of mouth is a robust indication. Customer testimonials, online reviews, and online forum conversations are a trove of details about the quality and reliability of the services.

Tidiness and Personal privacy: The general ambiance of the parlour should radiate cleanliness, safety, and personal privacy. Discretion is core in this industry, and the parlour should abide by rigorous privacy procedures.

Open Communication: Before get the services, clients must make sure an open line of interaction with the establishment. It must be responsive to answering questions about its services, therapists' qualifications, and the procedures required to make sure discretion and client satisfaction.

Legal Compliance: While the UK laws around erotic massage parlours are ambiguous, facilities that conduct service within the legal framework are frequently the best and most trusted.

In a world where meaningful connections are becoming more evasive, and tension levels are increasing, erotic massage parlours use a sensual escape, a restorative release that mixes personal intimacy with professional detachment. For some, the appeal lies in the short-term nature of the interaction, devoid of remaining expectations or dedications.

That being said, erotic massage is not a substitute for genuine relationships. It is a service that deals with a distinct clientele, each holding their special inspirations and cravings for such an experience. The key lies in individual option-- as long as the engagement is considerate, consensual, and within legal and ethical borders.

In a world where meaningful connections are becoming more elusive, and tension levels are skyrocketing, erotic massage parlours offer a sensual escape, a therapeutic release that mixes individual intimacy with professional detachment. That being stated, erotic massage is not an alternative for genuine relationships. It is a service that caters to a distinctive customers, each holding their distinct inspirations and appetite for such an experience.

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So, here is the skinny. If you are a man, it is almost a certainty that any women you've been with has faked an orgasm: definitely with someone, probably with you. A recent study carried out by scientists at the University of Leeds found that 81% of women admitted to faking an orgasm.

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So, a little vocal acrobatics come into play and she does her best Meg Ryan impression to end things on a high note.

Reason 2: She's Just Not Feeling it Tonight

Seems like an obvious one but it's still worth mentioning. Sometimes, the headache is real and not just an excuse to keep reading her book. Sometimes, all the oral work in the world won't overcome the stomach cramp that has been at her all day.

In these circumstances, women will often fake an orgasm just to bring things to a conclusion in a way that keeps you happy and allows her to go back to dealing with the pain!

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Sometimes is just not a good day...

Reason 3: Because You Like It!

This one's a biggie and worth understanding if you want to start providing your little lady with some genuine satisfaction more often. One of the main findings of the University of Leeds study into fake orgasms is that women often use a fake vocal orgasm to control the timing and intensity of a mans orgasm.

They found that men tend to thrust more deeply and quickly in tandem with a woman's mounting vocal indications of pleasure. What this means, in essence, is that one of the main reasons the female fake orgasm has become so prevalent is that the act of her orgasm, real or otherwise, has such a profound effect on the man's likelihood of orgasm.

Given that there is such a profound interlink between the two events, and yet such a profound disparity between the ease with which men and women orgasm, it is hardly surprising that women often fake climax to help things along and enhance a man's pleasure during orgasm.

Reason 4: Because She Likes It!

This reason is closely like to the last reason. Because the act her faking it has such an strong impact on how he builds towards and experiences his orgasm, women have naturally evolved a healthy enjoyment of that power.

Women get a thrill out of being able to control their man's orgasm and they enjoy the challenge of seeing how excited they can get their man.

In addition, the performance itself can be an enjoyable act for women, allowing them to explore their sexual personae in a way that is a step above the more primal levels of sexual stimulation.

Reason 5: You've Been Together Forever

Familiarity breeds comfort but eats away at intense sexual attraction. If you have got into a routine with your sex life, it can sometimes be a challenge for her to get excited in the same way.

Of course, this is also partly a numbers problem. If she is less likely to orgasm than you by a certain ratio, that ratio is going to become more apparent the more times you have sex.

So, Now You Know the Reasons, What Can You Do?

Easiest answer: Take what you've learned and evolve! The common thread running through all the reasons given above is a lack of honesty and communication between both parties.

What is ironic is that, while fake orgasms might seem like a useful tool for women in the short term, they actually go against their best interests in the long run. This is mainly due to miscommunication and false feedback.

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You might want to understand what really pushes the right buttons!

If her man is doing something that does not turn her own or is not pleasurable for her, yet she fakes an orgasm to 'get things over with', then her man is more likely to repeat that behaviour because she has given him positive feedback.

Over time this can lead to profound misunderstandings in a relationship about what gives each partner pleasure.

If you want to break this cycle you need to take the lead. The first step is to make her see that you prioritize honesty more than an ego boost. Naturally, this will require you to leave your ego out of the equation a bit more.

Honest feedback about sexual pleasure between partners can be hurtful and disappointing to begin with, but as you both start to get a better understanding of what really pushes the right buttons, you will start to build in her more confidence to express what she really wants. We predict that this will be the point where the sex starts to get really wild.

One Last Point

Like we mentioned already, sometimes your lady likes the act of faking it for the thrill it gives her to turn you on and for its own sake.

Our recommendation is that you don't get so laser focused on total honesty during sex that you cut yourselves off from the mutual benefits of a fake orgasm every once a while!

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This mistress did not have to worry about her boyfriend cheating. She wanted him to stay chaste so she went and bought a chastity device which she made him wear. She had the key to it and she was the only one who could open it. Whenever she wanted to suck it or to ride it was when she opened it. Her boyfriend did not have a say in the matter.

Princess Kate is a cruel mistress. She wanted her boyfriend to be chaste when she was not. She wanted to make sure he abstained from all sexual relations till she allowed him. She even wanted him to wear a chastity device. But for her, she even had a toy which she inserted her pussy any time she wanted to masturbate. She told him it was because they were not equal.

Mistress Gaia wanted to send a message to this loser. She did not want him to take things for granted so she used her high heels to crush his dick and his balls. She wanted him to learn a lesson so she taught him the lesson painfully. She made sure he cried and that he begged her for mercy. She enjoyed seeing him cry and she told him never to mess with her again if he did not cry.

Mistress Harley is naughty and hot. She wanted to try a chastity device so she took one and made this loser wear it. She was the only one with the key so she hit the key. Then she flirted with him and teased him. She showed off her tits and her ass. He could even see the outline of her pussy. He was turned on but the more he got a hard on the more painful it got.

Mistress Theodora was insecure and feared that her hot husband would be snatched by other girls. She did not want to share his dick with anyone so she put a chastity device on it and she hid the key. She would only open it when they were together. When he left the house, he had to wear it. She monitored him for a while before she decided to take it off of him.

Mistress Ava Black and her friend were traveling out of town and they knew their man would be tempted when they were not around. So they bought chastity devices and they forced them to wear them. They traveled with the keys to the devices so that they would stay that way for as long as they were away. When they came back, the guys could have the devices opened. But until then, they had to learn to live with them.

This mistress had caught her boyfriend chatting with other girls suggestively and she knew it was only a matter of time before he slipped. She did not want that to happen so she made him wear a chastity device. Whenever he was not having fun with her he was wearing it. She made sure that she was the only one who knew where the key to the device was kept.

Goddess Celine knows she cannot afford to have her boyfriend cheat on her. She had to look for a way to make sure he was hers alone. So she tied a chastity device on his dick and she kept the key. She then gave him the freedom to go wherever he wanted knowing she had the key to his chastity device and he could not do anything without her unlocking it.

Mistress Theodora wanted to keep her boyfriend on a leash so she fitted a chastity device on his dick and she remained with the key. She was the only who had the key and she wanted to make sure he was not involved in any funny business. She humiliated the slave by teasing him and laughed at him when he got hurt as his dick tightened on the chastity device.

This mistress found her boyfriend masturbating a lot as he watched porn. She realized the quality of their sex had gone down and she attributed it to porn. She punished him to make sure he would never watch porn or masturbate again. She did this by attaching a chastity device to his dick and she was the only one with a key. She even teased him and turned him on and it hurt him as he got a hard on.

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