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time she
took more and more of him inside her.
    At last she sat astride him, his cock buried as deep
as it could go. For one moment she stayed still and took in the
feel of him, the head of his cock so deep. Then his hands
encouraged her to move, following his lead she rose up onto her
knees, feeling him slide out of her, and then she let herself down
until he was buried deep in her. The control she had over him was
wonderful, she began to enjoy it, rising up until only the tip of
his cock was inside her, and then she eased herself down a little,
before rising back up.
    This drove him wild; in the end her gripped her hips
firmly and thrust up into her hard, his hips rising off the
bed.
    She smiled at the look of relief on his face; he
really did find her body pleasurable. Her orgasm grew, fuelled by
his obvious desire for her. The thrill of having him inside her was
tremendous; she began circling her hips so he stretched her in an
exquisite way, the walls of her sex yielding for him.
    His thumb brushed her clit, he moved it so every time
he was fully inside her it touched the sensitive little nub. She
got the hint, he wanted to be inside her, and she wanted him to
stroke her there. For now she sat fully on him and rocked backwards
and forwards on his cock instead.
    “That is wonderful,” he told her, and she had to
agree. She felt so close to him, as if they were one and the same,
an amazing feeling since she had only seen him for the first time a
few hours ago. But there was more between them than those few
hours, and she thought of all the things they had shared on paper,
and a new intimacy took over her.
    Christie tightened the muscles of her sex to grip him
tighter, causing him to take a sharp intake of air, still gripping
him she moved, slowly and deliberately, making him groan as his
orgasm closed in on him. This time he came first, his seed spurting
deep inside her, the power of his climax so strong.
    The feel of his cock pulsing inside her tipped her
over the edge. Her sex contracted around him and she came, throwing
her head back and crying out with ecstasy. The two of them were
lost in the moment, both so wrapped up in the other it was as
though they were one entity.
    Christie used small, strong movements, milking his
cock of its seed. His hands on her breasts and her clit making her
body a seething mass of nerves. She leaned forward and braced
herself against him, she was starting to lose control, and all she
could think about was how wonderful it was to have him inside
her.
    Then the feelings slowly subsided, he lifted himself
up and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close while she
still sat impaled on his huge cock.
    They stayed like this for a long while, stroking each
other's heated skin. Then, without a word they lay down and fell
asleep in each other's arms, content that when they woke they could
repeat the experience again and again.
    ***
    Christie prised her eyes open; unaware of what day it
was, let alone the time. They had woken in the night and he had
taken her again, and he said she was insatiable! The thought of it
brought a new heat to her body, he had lain behind her and taken
her from behind, leaving his hands free to rub between her legs,
and massage her sore and sensitive breasts.
    Reaching behind her she felt a sudden jab of panic,
he wasn't there. She tried to calm herself, it wasn’t a dream, and
her sore body told her that their lovemaking had been very real.
She grabbed a robe and pushed herself stiffly off the bed.
    Then her body relaxed, she could hear him in the
kitchen. After visiting the bathroom she made her way out to find
him preparing breakfast.
    “I hope you like eggs, funny, I know so much about
you, but not what you like for breakfast,” he said, putting a plate
down and scooping some eggs out for her.
    “It would be boring if we knew everything about each
other, I’m just glad we know the important stuff.”
    He smiled at her and passed the plate, grabbing one
of