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Chapter 41 by 88naughtystories

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Putting on a fun show

John ran up the stairs using her hands to catch her from falling but Doe was quick as well. Quick to reach up and grab her ankle, carefully but swiftly pulling her down enough to climb over her where he pinned her hands.

His hard member pressing against her the hot fleshy gate of her legs keeping him outside. Asking for permission he kissed her. Again. Then he kissed her a few more times before moving to her neck and collarbone where he knew she would enjoy it. Her breath caught briefly and he gained the admittance he sought originally. But his plans were changing. He wanted to enjoy her squirming up to meet him.

So Doe lowered his mouth to suck on her left tit, enjoying the firm mound of soft skin. Even more enjoyable was the reacting swell of her chest and she took a deep breath, arcing her back to meet him- physically asking for more. He released her left hand to take over for his mouth before moving to the right tit where he started over the tongue lashing. Her nipples were hard as he kissed down her stomach using both hands to rub them between his thumb and digits. John moaned against his touch as he made it obvious what was coming next.

She locked eyes with him in the dark stairwell. His gaze watching for her reaction to his moves. Then he took one arm at a time under her legs and back up to hold firmly onto her breasts, legs pinned in his grip. He caught the slight glimmer of uncertainty and decided to move quickly before she changed her mind. "But then again...." He pondered on all the times she had teased him without mercy, "....perhaps a little bit longer." So he breathed heavily on her moistening lips before tenderly kissing inside her thighs, mere inches away again.

As he worked from her knee down her thigh, he paused just briefly to look up at her with his face hovering over her ready pussy. He skipped to kissing inside her right leg and up to the knee. Hands still fondling her breasts and riding the tension to build up. The closer he got to her pussy with his mouth the more she tensed with anticipation. Tenderly he kissed her lips, the tip of his tongue barely grazing her bared skin. A few traveling kisses later he began lightly sucking her in. Then transitioned to broader licks entirely, tongue applying pressure to every where it trailed.

Ignoring her clit, Doe flicked and probed his tongue into her opening that was already adding moisture of its own accord - responding to his every move. The result left Doe to fuck her with his tongue but he could tell she needed more. Moving up he focused on sucking her clit into his mouth. John's legs tightened against him and her hips bucked slightly against the stairs and his face. Focusing his mouth on her swelling clitoris, he slowly worked his fingers inside her. Reaching deeper than his tongue had previously gone.

The sensation of his hand firmly caressing her breast, his tongue rapidly firing all senses from her pussy, his fingers knuckle deep inside her... John's legs fought against his shoulders to buck off but he held her down and rode it out until the warm rush of her juices signaled victory number one. John had unclenched her fists full of the carpet in the stairwell and traded it for his hair. She pulled him to come up but he resisted.

"Baby... Please..." Still he did not budge. "I want to taste me in your mouth. Come here," she purred. Doe remained where he was. She gave off little quivers as he continued. Finally, he felt the slight if resolve before she pushed up on her elbows and commanded that he fuck her with his cock. Now.

He shook his head no, humming toward around her swollen clit at his mercy. John had enough of being eaten, she needed to be fucked now. Ignoring the way he held her down or the potential for bodily harm, John flipped her self over and fought to get to the landing at the top, leaving Doe with a view of her ass. Briefly she recalled why they had chosen the stairs and resisted looking up at the corner for the small camera. Doe grabbed her ass as he leveled off behind her, her kneeling – he standing, before guiding his hardness into her.

He pounded her hard enough to make her brace against the top step and bury her face into the floor, stifling her moans of ecstasy. Doe reached up to wrap his fist through her hair and pull her up. Increasing her volume. Twenty minutes later he was ready to explode and pulled out just in time to spew his load onto her ass and lower back. She shivered from the warm sensation.

Downstairs her phone began to ring a familiar tune. "Someone," she thought to herself, "must not be happy right now."

"Do you need to erm... Get that?"

John smiled and laughed, "It's no one important."

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