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One Night Stand

by Veronica Tower

woman's long sleek stomach. He could feel definite signs of the gym here. John would be strengthening his own workout starting Monday. Lisa deserved a guy who could keep up with her and John feared he needed to increase his own endurance to be certain he could.

He trailed his fingers past Lisa's pussy to her thighs. She moaned in her sleep in response to his touch. John repositioned himself, gently spreading Lisa's legs. He wondered if he could bring her off in her sleep. He would have to go slow or risk waking her.

He began by running the short whiskers of his beard against the sensitive flesh of Lisa's inner thigh. She stirred away from him, moaning quietly.

John tried the other leg, then moved his cheek to gently brush against Lisa's outer labia. She squirmed and he backed off, then he tried blowing gently on the same spot. He wished he had more light in the room so he could better judge her reactions.

Inching forward, John blew just above Lisa's clitoris. She moaned and he imagined the little knob swelling in front of him. He rubbed his cheek over the spot and got an even stronger response. He decided to try his tongue, flicking it out to moisten the little clit.

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Lisa dreamed of a mouth on her pussy, tongue working furiously on her clitoris. She squirmed with increasing pleasure, cupping her breast with her left hand, while letting her right slide down her flat stomach to help with the business at hand.

Her hand got tangled in John's hair and she suddenly grabbed a tight hold on it. The weight of his mouth and chin pressed firmly against her pussy. She squeezed her breast again, then began to pull on her hard little nipple.

Lisa's breathing grew rough as sharp pre-quake shockwaves rippled through her body. She abandoned her breast to grab John's head with both hands.

His head ... between her legs ... sucking her pussy!

"You bastard!" she grunted out the words. "Didn't I come enough before we went to sleep?"

John sucked her right over the edge again, his fingers digging into her ass, his mouth pressing ever harder into her pussy.

Lisa shook and shuddered in complete out-of-control abandon.

* * * *

* * * *

John lifted his mouth off of Lisa's pussy, as her body continued to climax. How on earth did she do it? He knew women were designed differently than men, but this? Still, 55

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now that she had awakened, he might as well see if he could come again too.

John pushed himself to his knees. His penis stuck straight up in front of him. It might be sore and hurting, but it was definitely ready for action.

John wiped Lisa's juices off his chin, and leaned his hard body over her soft flesh. He used his left arm to hold her right leg near by Lisa's ear to help make room for him to enter her.

Her ankle bracelet slid down around her elevated calf. He needed his right hand to guide his swollen head between her slick, quivering lips.

Lisa's eyes opened wide when she felt him fumbling at the mouth of her pussy. "John, no... no more."

That was all the encouragement he needed. With a thrust of his hips, he bruised his way past her labia and back into her hot wetness.

* * * *

* * * *

Lisa needed to stop climaxing. If she didn't, she was afraid that she was going to hurt something. Admittedly, her medical knowledge was not sufficient to tell her what part of her body that an excessive number of orgasms might injure, but she was sure there had to be something. Nobody could bear up under this sort of pleasure.

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John showed no sign of stopping. Not that his face showed any joy from his activity. Would this really be four times he had come tonight? His poor dick must be ready to fall off from the effort. Each stroke sent a fresh wave of pleasure through Lisa's body, but he wasn't done pumping. His dick was so hard and her pussy sore, but she never, never, ever wanted John to stop fucking her.

"Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!
Don't stop! God, I love
you John!
"

* * * *

* * * *

John didn't think he would be able to finish. He was utterly exhausted and having trouble getting enough breath to keep fucking. His heart pounded so hard that they could probably hear it in the next apartment. And his damn dick simply would not let him climax so he could rest!

It was also proving difficult to stay inside Lisa. She kept moving around so much, trembling so hard, coming so incredibly often that his dick kept popping out of her slippery cunt. John just kept pushing it back in and pumping even harder. He was
so
close. Had been
so
close for what seemed like hours, and he desperately needed to release.

Lisa started whispering to him; moaning a mantra to encourage him. He strained to make out the words as he 57

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pistoned his long hard dick in and out of her pussy. The words were faint, but getting louder.

"Don't stop!
Don't stop! God, I love you John!
"

"Yes!" John exploded deep inside his woman. He had no idea if he had any semen left in him, but his cock did its level best to squirt whatever was there. The thick head of his penis burned with the effort of wrenching up every drop of passion left in his balls and spraying it into Lisa.

John collapsed, arms pulling Lisa hard against him, mouth trying for hers, but instead finding her neck and ear. He had to wait to answer her until his own spasming subsided, but when it did, he rolled onto his back pulling Lisa's naked body on top of him. He pressed her head against his shoulder and lay there feeling her heart beat against his chest.

"Lisa, honey, I really think I love you too."

* * * *

* * * *

John loves me?

Lisa felt her mind slipping into panic. This was a one-night stand! John can't be falling in love with me. He's a guy, for Christ's sake! All guys want is cheap sex! What does he mean he's falling in love with me? What am I going to do?

Then the final word hit her.
Too
? Did he say he loves me
too
? I'm not...I can't... This is a one-night stand! I'm not supposed to be falling in love with him! I'm not ready to fall in 58

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love again. I'll never be ready to fall in love again! What am I going to do?

Hartford!

Lisa knew she had to get back to Hartford. Any place far away from here. Before she could move, however, she realized the major problem with this notion. If she got up now to leave, John would try to convince her to stay with him.

What's more, he would be right. Three in the morning was no time to be catching a cab to the train station, especially as exhausted as she felt right now. To make matters worse, she really did want him! One kiss on her nipple, one finger on her clit...Hell, one hand on her back or her thigh and she'd be putty in his hands again —just like with Billy.

No, Lisa had to think up a plan to turn this back into an exciting one-night stand. John might not like it, but she felt in her heart that she could control him. She had to control him!

He'd go along with her wishes if she came up with a good enough plan.

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Chapter Six

"Good morning!"

John woke to the smell of breakfast: bacon, eggs, buttered toast, and the sight of the beautiful Lisa Madison dressed in one of his blue work shirts, crouching down to set a plate on the floor beside him. As she crouched the shirt flaps split open, giving John a perfect flash of her sweet swollen pussy.

Without hesitation he reached for her, his very sore penis already stirring back to life.

"Down boy," Lisa laughed. "I think we need some breakfast first. We never did get around to eating that pizza last night." She leaned in and kissed him, her tongue sweeping deep and sensuously through his mouth.

Despite Lisa's admonition, John reached beneath her shirt and stroked her pussy. Lisa closed her eyes and shivered, then caught his wrist with both hands. Her voice sounded strained. "I really think we ought to eat some breakfast first.

You've got work today."

"I'm planning to call in sick."

John pushed his fingers back between her legs, but Lisa's grip on his wrist tightened and he desisted.

Lisa waited another moment to make certain he had given up, then released his arm and picked up the plate. "I didn't know what you'd like," she told him, "but bacon and eggs were in your refrigerator, so I figured this was safe."

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Lisa lifted a forkful of eggs and fed it to him. They were warm and tasty, but despite his ravenous hunger, he wanted something very different.

"And I learned something else," Lisa told him, her voice sly and teasing. She leaned closer so she could whisper in John's ear. "The refrigerator is my friend."

John did not understand.

"Evidently," Lisa explained, "when a woman orgasms all night long, her body gets so sensitive that the cold air from the refrigerator touching her breasts and pussy is enough to make her body start squirming again."

John's penis stirred between his legs. "You're not serious."

Lisa nodded. "Yes, I am."

"That is so damn exciting!"

Lisa fed him another mouthful of eggs. "And you know what else?"

John swallowed the food, trying to think of a way to get Lisa back in the bedroom. Back? They hadn't actually reached the bedroom yet.

Lisa leaned in again. "Whenever your shirt brushes against my nipples, I can feel it right down to my pussy."

John pushed the plate aside and pulled Lisa onto his lap.

This time, Lisa did not resist him, but slid her sleek brown leg over John's hip so she could straddle him. He could feel her pubic hair against his soft cock. He still felt the stir of life down there, but unlike last night, that feeling did not yet equate with a raging hard on.

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