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Then, he leaned towards her and brushed his lips over hers. She moaned as his lips caressed, his hand moving through her hair and to her nape and pulling her closer. His tongue moved, probing, exploring and tasting. Her hands went to him, tangled in his hair and pressed his mouth down onto hers.She was beginning to quiver, her knees feeling weak. The heat emanating from his body was clouding her senses, as was his taste, his scent. As if reading her thoughts he pulled her body against his. She went willingly and as her beautiful breasts became crushed against Matthew's powerful chest, a thrill shot through him. She couldn't help the little whimper that escaped her as his lips moved to nibble on her ear."Does this look like fucking] to you, slave?" the whisper of his words was so erotic as it touched her ear.She couldn't believe what was happening to her.She was here as a servant for this rich and arrogant man who seemed cold, uncaring and conceited. Yet, this was the same man who
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Finding his head she drew it up towards her and kissed him, opening her eyes to see him. "Hello," he said. "Can I ask, what is your name?"."My name is, Elise." she kissed the corner of his mouth."Good evening, Elise. My name is Matthew."They rolled around, bodies tangled together on the bed blindly kissing each other. Matthew rolled Elise beneath him and pinned her to the bed. "You're driving me crazy," he told her throat."Isn't that the idea?" she replied, her tone changing, becoming harder. "Elise, stop it. I thought we'd gone past all that."."How can we? The bottom line is you paid for me to be here and now you're just going to use me. Tomorrow I'll be gone.""Let's just enjoy now, we'll talk about it in the morning." He stroked her damp hair back form her face. "The truth is I don't think I'll be satisfied with just tonight."She looked at him blankly. What exactly did he mean by that? So he wanted her, a lot, but all he could do to buy her some more time was to, well, buy s
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The morning that Matthew awoke to was warm and bright. Matthew now noticed that there were windows dotted around the tent fabric, these unnoticeable from the outside as they looked like part of the pattern. The windows were covered in curtains that were orange but also thin, allowing light to pass through them as if they weren't there.He turned in the bed to see a dark mass of curls spread out behind the most beautiful face he had ever seen. Looking into her face, he remembered last night - that this lady was his slave for the night, that her name was Elise and that her boss Jimmy would be coming to take her away from him at around 10 a.m. He looked at his watch attached to the small table beside the bed and found that Jimmy, who was always prompt, would be here in twenty minutes. ...................Elise awoke slowly, her mind remembering the sensations of the evening before with Matthew. She smiled and wondered if he was awake. Turning over, she saw that the bed was empty, exce
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She then realised that she was still naked. She dived back to the bed and grabbed a sheet, wrapping it around herself and then turning back to Matthew. He was watching her closely, confusion in his eyes. He obviously didn't understand why she was hiding from him, physically and mentally. She sat down on the bed and began studying her hands yet again."I'll go and get some food for breakfast. I'll leave you alone for a few minutes."She turned back to apologise but he was already gone. She gave a long, slow sigh, "What I would give for a normal life." She told herself quietly. While Matthew was away she decided to search the tent for anything that she could use either to help her escape or just to gather information.There wasn't actually that much furniture in the tent. It was circular with two doors in it, one large and leading to the outside and the other leading to another tent, Elise assumed. She remembered the previous evening when Jimmy had dragged her into his car wrapped up
Burning Passion{steamiest short stories} CHRISTMAS SEX{SANTA’S NAUGHTY HELPER 1}
It was the last weekend before Christmas. Only 3 masturbating days before he had to make the long drive to his retired parents house and spend the holiday as the only unmarried son of five. Chris wasn't looking forward to another bachelor's arrival. He knew he would face the same questions as last year, "Got a nice girlfriend Chris?", "Getting any action Bro.?", and his favorite: "Why don't you come stay with us? We have plenty of room. Forget that lousy job, they'll never pay you enough to move out of that tiny apartment and that dirty little box you call a stove."Still, he liked his apartment. Sure it was tiny, and certainly the free nine foot tall Christmas tree that took up over two-thirds of his front room didn't improve available space. But it was free, an annual token of the apartment manager's goodwill. It even came with a stand, but no decorations. Chris had brought it in, stood it up in the corner, and fully intended to decorate it. He even bought decorations, but he hadn
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Beth sat the frosted cold bottle on the counter and twisted the corkscrew into it. She was not a strong girl. She didn't quite get the corkscrew far enough into the cork before too much resistance built up and she stopped. She clamped the metal arms down around the edge and tried to pull the cork out. It didn't budge. She took the bottle under her arm and pinched it between her arm and breast trying to get better leverage. It still didn't budge."I'm no good at this." She giggled, as she handed the bottle to Chris. He took it from her and noticed some condensation from the bottle had wetted her thin top making it more see through. The coldness of the bottle had perked her nipple as well. Chris tried not to stare, but he couldn't resist. If Beth noticed his stare, she didn't acknowledge it with any attempt to conceal."When are you going to decorate your tree? She asked, as he poured them each a full glass."I don't think I will.""Why not? Got decorations?" They both walked into the
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They left the bedroom Beth leading the way, and Chris followed with his gaze attached to her short Santa top and the edge just covering her ass. He would love to pull that Santa top up just a few more inches and get on Santa's naughty list. Amazingly, that list was a lot closer to adding his name than Chris knew. As Beth entered the front room, she saw the decoration boxes open on the floor and went to them bending over. Her Santa suit rose up her hips as Beth flipped open a box. Chris was absolutely stunned by what he saw.The red panties.The same red panties he remembered so well from under the stairs she had on. They were the perfect matching value and hue of red as the Santa suits they both wore. The soft curving slope of the cheeks of her ass was like the velvet surface inside a diamond jewelry box. And the cut was very French. The innocent slightly naughty sexiness of her panties was stunning and Chris literally lost his breath. He didn't realize he had lost his swallowing c
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He could feel she had a thin bra underneath. But still her nipple was so aroused he easily located it and pinched it between his thumb and finger. "Mmmm, Santa. That feels nice." She moaned. He pulled her nipple firmly. She tugged at the pillow. Chris helped ease her access by using his other hand to pull his pants out. The pillow slid out. He let his pants drop to the floor and placed his hand on her other breast.The Christmas music in the background was a familiar song with the refrain "Let it snow, let it snow..."Beth sang, "Let it grow, let it grow..."She could see his cock trapped and bent down in his briefs. The tip was swollen and sticking out the leg hole of his underwear. A thin bead of precum was dripping down his hairy leg. "My, my Santa, it looks like such a big north pole you have. And there's a melting icicle dripping from it. mmmm." Beth licked her lips."You're so naughty little girl. Naughty girls get sticks for Christmas." He teased her. His hands felt wonderful
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