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Disclaimer:  18+ Only!  This story contains adult situations.  All rights
reserved to Hawk Richards.  You may not sell this story.

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"Anniversary Gift"

by Hawk Richards

She held his prick gently in her hand.  The glistening pre-cum shone in
the moonlight, as if it was a lighthouse showing her the way, drawing her
in closer and closer to her prize.  "This is my anniversary present?  To
suck his dick?" she thought, "What ever happened to a dozen roses or
something romantic?"  Andrea licked her lips, craning her neck lower to
reach her objective.

Her hand slid up and down his shaft in a soft, slow pumping action.  Her
face, which was within an inch of him, suddenly brushed against the head of
his cock.  With slit eyes, she glanced up at her lover's face and saw him
clench his eyes shut, experiencing pleasure.  

His breathing became erratic as she lowered her mouth over him.  Despite
the fact she wanted to do something a bit more mutually satisfying, she
liked the power giving head gave her.  "Look at him squirm.  I bet I could
ask for the keys to his Porsche and he'd give them to me right now," she
thought, as she tormented him with pleasure, teasing him mercilessly.  His
erect member slid on her tongue, causing her to gag slightly when it hit
the back of her throat.

"He treats that damn car with more respect than he gives his own wife,"
she thought.   

She forced herself to take him deeper, but she was only 3/4 of the way
down his large sex organ and her mouth ached already.  Andrea slowly came
up for air, as she did a strand of her saliva was the only thing connecting
her lips to his organ.  The illuminating moon reflected off her slick,
lipstick smudged lips and his cock, which bobbed rhythmically to his
heartbeat.  

He reached for her, grabbing her red hair and urged her to complete the
task.  With one hand pumping the shaft, she suckled the head, using her
tongue to swab and lick the ultra sensitive area.  She could feel him tense
and she pumped faster, milking him.  

"I'm going…to come.  I'm so close!" he gasped.

Taking her mouth off him, she squeezed the base of his cock, until he
started to regain a bit more control over himself.  

"Not yet lover," she said.  

"Oh, please, honey.  You're such a tease," he moaned.

"I thought you liked my teasing?" she asked, breathing hot breaths onto
his shining, saliva-coated prick.  

"I want to fuck you," he said.  

His eyes were full of lust and desire as she straddled him.  Using her
left hand to guide his shaft into herself, she slowly enveloped him.  She
rode him slowly, letting herself catch up to his level of excitement in
order to increase her own arousal, and set the pace of her anniversary
fuck, so she could enjoy it for a change.  

He bucked his hips up to meet her gyrations, while groping her pendulous
breasts that swayed, bounced and beckoned him to suck.  "Why don't you just
rip them off while you're at it," she thought, wincing slightly at his
rough groping.  

"Not so rough, lover," she said.

"I'm sorry, darling," he mumbled, as he took a crinkled nipple into his
mouth, nibbling gently.

"Oh, shit!  Yes," she moaned.

She was so close; in fact, she was right at the edge of her orgasm.  All
thought, except for an image, a feeling that was rising through her,
drained from her mind.  She started to spasm and shake, then became tense
as the orgasm rocked through her body.  She embraced him snuggly and she
started coming down from her climax.  She felt him trying to pump his hips
into her.  His member slid in and out of her juicy slit in rapid strokes to
achieve his own orgasmic bliss.  She humped back down on to him, thus
grinding her body against him, as he spurted his seed in thick streams
towards her womb.  

"Happy Anniversary, honey," she said.

"Shit! It's our Anniversary already?" he asked in an incredulous whisper.



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