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 ONE WILD NIGHT ...

   Note I: This is work of fiction.  I am the author of this work.  All
incidents, places and people mentioned within are fictitious and bear no
resemblance whatsoever to people in real life.  Any coincidence is just
that and deeply regretted.

   Note II: This is continuation of my previous story.  In the last
episode, they both enjoy sex at a friend's place.  I take up the story
there.







   One Wild Night III

   The embers of our joint orgasm, (the best I've ever had) slowly subside.
You look into my eyes.  That look alone sends shivers of excitement down my
spine.

   "Jessica, you better not untie me, because you're gonna pay for this."

   "But John, you enjoyed it, didn't you?"

   "That's beside the point.  You cheated me.  For quite a long time I was
feeling guilty that I was having feelings for Cynthia which I shouldn't
have."

   "You know, I've always known that you've had feelings for Cynthia, but
you were not telling me about them.  But John, I understand.  She was your
first love.  If your love for her was just half as much as your love for
me, it still would be very difficult for you to forget her" I said as I set
about untying him.

   "Jess, that's where you are wrong.  You see, a person cannot just fall
in love and then out of love just like that.  You either love somebody, or
you don't.  And also, this kind of love which is shared by a husband and
wife can never be enjoyed with somebody else.  I was attracted to Cynthia.
She is one hell of a woman, very attractive, and very caring too.  But it
was her intelligence that drew me to her ...  Thanks."

   Finally he was free.  Suddenly he glowered at me.  I felt a little fear,
because he is a strongly built person, and in great shape.  He suddenly
lunged for me.  I tried to escape.  I just managed to get away from him, or
so I thought.  Suddenly I was pulled against him very roughly.  He grabbed
my head, tilted it and crushed my lips against his.  I tried hard and
succeeded in freeing myself for a moment.

   "This is not fair.  You involve me in some talk, side-track me and then
attack me?"

   "Well baby, its your turn to pay, and my turn to enjoy," so saying he
grabbed me again and kissed me, again very roughly, and passionately.  I
could almost see the fire burning both of us up.  His passion was rubbing
off on me.  My body started responding to his rough hewed passion.  My
nipples began to become taut and my vagina began to secrete its juices.

   Before I could say or do anything, he suddenly grabbed my hands, bent me
over and tied me to the same chair I had used to tie him.  My buttocks were
pointing at him, my vaginal juices, mixed with his sperm, were beginning to
run down my legs.  I twisted my head trying to see just where he was, when
in one jerk he buried himself inside me.  This was the first time he had
taken me like this, and it hurt a little.

   He started pumping in and out like a machine, slamming his penis into my
vagina at high speed, never coming out fully.  He reached out and grabbed
my nipples and squeezed them, hard, so that I cried out in pain.  At that
moment everything suddenly seemed to stand still, as he just stood there,
doing nothing, his penis buried deep inside me.  His one hand was still
playing with my nipples.  Suddenly he reached out with his other hand and
grabbed my clitoris, and squeezed it.  A wave of excitement flowed through
me.

   Then he grabbed my hips, and suddenly tried to push himself even deeper.
I felt as though his penis was growing inside me.  My nipples were hurting,
but a bubble of excitement had begun to build deep within me.

   Now his movements were slow, but his thrusts were becoming more
powerful, and he seemed to penetrate even deeper each time.  I could feel
him beginning to strain, and knew that he was near release.  I myself was
on the verge of another orgasm.  Suddenly he thrust hard and waited there.
Moments later, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my clitoris, while he
pulled out and pushed in again, and just stood there as he jutted his sperm
in me.  The feel of his hot sperm flowing in me, and his fingers on my
clitoris, both combined to push me over the edge, and I screamed.

   When my sensed returned, I realized that he had untied me and was
holding me tight.

   "Jess, I love you, and you only.  And I will never love anyone else..."

   (To be continued...)