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.
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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! "
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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.
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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."
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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?
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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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him. Her lips moved to his cheek, then to his neck and onto his shoulder.
She stopped kissing.
"Oh my, I really did a number on your shoulder last night."
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p; John looked down and saw a mass of purple bruises. His shoulder did hurt, but he had no idea that her bites had left marks upon him.
Lisa tenderly kissed the blemishes. "I guess I'll just have to make that up to you."
John laughed. "I can think of a few ways."
Lisa scooted back off him, working her mouth down his stomach. "So can I."
When she reached his groin, Lisa carefully avoided touching John's penis. He could feel her hot breath on his rod, but her lips and tongue would only touch his inner thighs and balls. His penis stirred, but would not harden. He felt mortified and frustrated.
"I'm sorry. I guess last night was too much for me."
Lisa looked up at him, trailing her flat tongue the length of his flaccid rod. She looked so damn sexy, her delicate brown face atop his white cock. Then she sucked his dick and lay down with her cheek on his stomach, looking toward his toes.
Her mouth felt deliciously warm and inviting, but she did not use her tongue. Instead Lisa teased John's testicles with slow, unhurried strokes of her fingernails; apparently content to lay with his dick in her mouth all morning.
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lips. Ever so gently, she rubbed the saliva into his skin with her thumb.
John's balls began to tighten and Lisa's lips began to suck rhythmically on his shaft. John stroked Lisa's hair back away from her face. "Let me—"
"No!" His cock in her mouth muffled Lisa's response, but the meaning could not be mistaken.
John closed his eyes and concentrated on the orgasm building in his balls. He had only ejaculate in a woman's mouth once before, and that had been more hand job than mouth action—all frenzy—not this incredible slow mounting of pressure.
It almost caught him by surprise. One moment the pressure was building toward crescendo. Then he barely had time to gasp Lisa's name before his penis spit forth one last magnificent orgasm.
Lisa just kept sucking, milking his dick with her mouth.
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Lisa felt good about giving John one last orgasm before she hit him with her plan. He wasn't going to be happy about it, but she was pretty certain she had thought of a way to distract him while still leaving the door cracked open, in case she really needed to race back down here and get John to rock her world again.
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She snuggled up the length of his body and let his hand find its way to her breast.
"You are incredible," he told her. "Give me a few moments to pull myself together, and I'll return the favor."
Lisa burrowed even closer against him. "John, baby, tell me about Robin."
John stopped squeezing Lisa's breast. "What?"
"You heard me. Is she pretty?"
"Why are you asking me this?"
Lisa punched him lightly on the shoulder. She had to get him talking about Robin. "Because I want to know. Is she pretty?"
John sighed. "Yes."
The sudden stab of jealousy surprised Lisa. She hadn't expected to feel jealous. "Prettier than me?"
"No comparison."
Lisa arched her eyebrow. "Meaning?"
"Meaning there is no comparison. You are beautiful, Robin is only pretty."
That was a good answer, but Lisa couldn't let herself get distracted. "So what's wrong with her?"
John took his hand completely off Lisa's breast and propped himself up on one elbow. "Lisa, what's going on?"
"I just want to know. Is she white?"
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about Robin. She tried another tactic. "Tell me about her breasts."
"What?"
"What do they look like? Are they bigger than mine or smaller?" She hadn't planned to make a comparison to herself and she had to be careful not to get angry at his answers.
The plan called for sexy, not angry.
"Lisa!"
She slid her hand up John's chest and smiled as seductively as she could. "I just want to know what you like."
"I like you!"
"I know that, baby, but what else do you like? Are her breasts bigger or smaller? Does she have sweet cherry nipples or dark chocolate ones like mine?"
"I don't like—"
Lisa put her finger to John's lips. When she took her finger away he said, "Bigger."
"And?"
"Robin is white."
Lisa smiled and kissed his neck. She liked getting her way.
"And her aureoles?" she asked.
John's voice sounded odd. "I've never really seen them."
"But you've seen her nipples poking through her shirt?"
John got quieter. "Yes."
"And they're large?"
"Yes."
Incredibly, John's cock began to get hard again. Lisa's plan couldn't be working better. "Have you ever touched them?"
She had to strain to hear his answer.
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"No."
"But you've wanted to, haven't you?"
"Yes."
His cock became stiff enough to fuck—not completely rigid, but engorged enough for action. Lisa couldn't believe things were working out so well. "But you've dreamed about touching them. Haven't you, John?"
Lisa wasn't really asking questions anymore, but telling John about his desires and he agreed with her. "Oh, yes."
Her hand gripped his quivering cock.
"Dreamed about freeing them from her bra?"
"Yes."
Lisa began to slowly pump him, running her hand up and down his hard again shaft. "About licking her nipples?"
"God yes."
"Running your fingers through her hair?"
His breath grew harsher. "Yes!"
"What color is her hair, John?"
She had him panting now, breathing in time with the up and down motion of her hand.
"Dark blond."
"Is it natural? Is that the color of hair you'll find on her pussy, John?"
"I don't know!"
Lisa leaned forward, erect nipples dangling against his chest, and whispered in his ear while her hand glided up and down the length of his cock. "I have an assignment for you, John."
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His breath came in huge ragged gasps. His face flushed scarlet and he looked to be feeling more pain than pleasure from the motion of her hand on his erection.
"This weekend," Lisa continued, "I want you to find out what color hair Robin has on her pussy."
The shocked look that flashed across John's face delighted Lisa into laughter.
"What?"
Lisa didn't stop pumping. "You heard me."
John struggled to form his sentences. His body still moved in rhythm with Lisa's hand. "I know I heard you, but I don't understand why?"
Now she had to hurt John a little. Just enough to help him turn away. She stopped pumping his dick, but kept holding onto him. "John, do you know what happened here tonight?"
"Of course!" John continued to strain against Lisa, trying to keep his dick moving between her fingers. "We just shared the most incredible night of sex in our entire lives."
At least he hadn't called it making love. As a reward, Lisa slowly began pumping him again. "That's right. We had a one-night stand. An incredibly wonderful one-night stand, but now it's time to get on with our lives, and I think Robin belongs in yours." It surprised Lisa how much it hurt to say those words. As much as she feare
d John getting too close to her, neither did she truly want to turn him over to another woman, especially this white friend of his.
"Lisa, that's nonsense!"
She stopped pumping again when he protested, but John kept right on talking.
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"A night like we just shared doesn't happen along very often. We owe it to ourselves to see if it means something more. We should give ourselves a chance to get to know each other better. At the very least, we'll have more incredible sex.
Who knows what might develop from there?"
John had just touched the heart of Lisa's fears. Last night had been too fabulous to ever be repeated. If they didn't accept that, didn't try and move on, they were just going to be disappointed. No one could live up to last night's expectations. If Lisa could just turn John's attention to Robin, he'd find happiness dating his old friend, and she wouldn't have to risk being hurt by another man.
"John, we live in different cities."
"It's just New York and Hartford. What are they? An hour, ninety minutes apart?"
The conversation had veered starkly away from the direction she had planned. The focus of their discussion had shifted to John and Lisa. She had to move it back to John and Robin.
"Look, John, I'm not saying we can never see each other again. I'm just saying that I'm not ready to have a long distance relationship."
John ran a finger down Lisa's hip, setting off sparklers inside of her. "You know," he told her, "we don't have to jump into a full-fledged relationship. It's Friday. I'll call in sick. You stay the weekend. We'll get to know each other better and have some more fun. There will be plenty of time to worry if all of this means anything after that."
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Tempting, Lisa admitted to herself, but if she backed down now, she knew she would never get the conversation back to this point later.
"Look, John, I like you. You're incredible in bed—er, on the floor—but I'm just not ready for anything serious. And every word you say convinces me that that is what you really want."
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