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It was a week or so after my exhilarating threesome with Chris and Anders, and as the October half-term approached, a certain forbidden excitement lingered in the air. Leah, my friend, had another boyfriend, but behind his back, she had been indulging in secret rendezvous with the irresistible Dave. He may not have been the traditional “boyfriend material,” but his undeniable prowess in the bedroom had an irresistible charm.

On this particular afternoon, the apartment was quiet, and I found myself sitting alone at the kitchen table, just finishing a late lunch. Little did I know, tranquility was about to be shattered by a truly captivating sight – Dave’s entrance into the room. His muscular frame and the undeniable magnetism he exuded demanded my full attention. Clad in his grey joggers, he exuded masculinity that was impossible to ignore, especially with the tempting outline of his well-endowed package.

“Is Leah around?” he casually inquired, his voice gently breaking the silence. “No, I’m all alone,” I replied, a tinge of unintended seduction in my words. I couldn’t help but feel his intense gaze sweeping over the curves of my legs. The skirt I had purposely chosen, its daring hem grazing my thighs, suddenly felt like an invitation designed exclusively for his eyes. With calculated precision, I shifted slightly in my seat, intentionally parting my legs to give him a tantalizing glimpse of my lacy underwear.

Electricity crackled in the air, intensifying the magnetic attraction between us with each passing second. The once communal space of the kitchen had transformed into a private cocoon, heightened by the knowledge that we were alone together. My arousal surged to an almost unbearable degree, unable to withstand the potent allure of Dave’s presence.

Dave, known for his straightforward and direct nature, looked at the sight of my exposed underwear and posed a question mirroring his candid personality. “Do you want to make love?” he inquired boldly. Feeling the anticipation building between us, I rose from my seat to stand before him. My response mirrored his lack of filter, delivered with a casualness that masked the true depth of my desire. “Sure,” I replied, masking my genuine excitement with a veneer of nonchalance, even as my racing heartbeat and the undeniable dampness between my legs betrayed my true emotions.

His proposition had ignited an immediate and undeniable longing within me, flipping a switch that sparked my desire. Responding to my assent, Dave closed the distance between us, radiating an intoxicating heat that enveloped me entirely. Pressing against me, our mouths collided with a hunger and urgency that mirrored the passion between us. Our kiss set my soul ablaze, our tongues dancing with an insatiable hunger I couldn’t suppress.

In that heated moment, a wondered flashed through my mind – we weren’t gonna my room. Instead, he intended to claim me on the kitchen table we both shared. But any doubts were quickly consumed by an overwhelming need to succumb to the magnetic pull between us.

My hand boldly slipped into his grey joggers, my fingers wrapping around his impressive, semi-erect shaft. Even in its semi-aroused state, his member was undeniably gigantic. The sensation of his warmth and growing firmness in my grasp sent a jolt of pleasure through me. His cock throbbed with a pulsing rhythm that matched my quickening heartbeat, and I savored the feeling of his hardening length in my hand.

In perfect synchronization, Dave’s own hand slipped between my legs, deftly pulling my knickers apart to access the slick heat of my desire. As his two fingers delved inside me, a moan of pure delight escaped my lips, diffusing into the ongoing kiss between us. With practiced precision, he found my g-spot and skillfully massaged it, pushing me closer to the edge of an impending pleasure.

The combination of his insistent touch and the growing urgency of our connection created an irresistible symphony that obliterated any remaining inhibitions. My fingers moved fervently around his rigid shaft, perfectly in tune with the accelerating rhythm of his expert touch between my legs. The dual sensations brought me to the brink of ecstasy, each glide of his fingers against my most sensitive spot and the throbbing heat of his cock beneath my touch amplifying my senses.

As Dave’s skilled fingers pounded my g-spot with increasing intensity, I felt the pressure within me create, desire mixed with an imminent release. It was clear he knew how to unlock a woman’s squirting potential, his expert touch purposefully propelling me towards the edge. Our combined sounds of arousal filled the air like a sensual symphony, a pulsating melody accompanying our impending climax.

And then it happened, with an intensity that even surprised me. A surge of pleasure rippled through me like a tidal wave, the unmistakable signs of my impending release becoming undeniable. In a raw cry that could not be contained, the floodgates burst open, and a powerful gush of pleasure erupted from within me. The sensation overwhelmed me as I squirted intensely over his hand, the liquid splashing against the fabric of his joggers, leaving dark marks in its wake.

Exhilaration crackled in the charged atmosphere as I shifted my position, elevating myself to sit at the edge of the table. With my legs lifted and parted, I offered him unrestricted access to my insatiable need. The barrier of my pulled-aside knickers would not inhibit him.

Dave wasted no time. Pulling his joggers and underwear down to his thighs, he freed his magnificent cock. I shifted my legs up onto the edge of the table, granting him easy access. With a single powerful thrust, he drove his sizable member into my soaked pussy, sliding in until his balls pressed against my ass. The sensation of him filling me completely ignited waves of pleasure throughout my body.

Pleasure consumed me, and I couldn’t help but release a loud, unbridled “Fuuuck” that rang through the room, resonating with my unabashed desire. The sheer hardness of him within me was mind-blowing, and I gripped the table’s edge, my nails digging into the wood. He pulled back almost entirely before plunging back into me, every forceful thrust igniting a passionate fire deep within. Being taken so fiercely by someone so sizeable was an intense rush unlike anything I had ever experienced.

It didn’t take long for my climax to create, and the lightest touch of my fingers on my clit sent me hurtling over the edge into an intense orgasm. But Dave didn’t ease up; he continued to ravish me mercilessly through my climax. As soon as I finished riding the wave of pleasure, another began to surge. Over and over, my body spasmed with orgasmic bliss, my moans and cries echoing through the room. It was a good thing we were alone in the flat, as our fervent lovemaking was anything but discreet.

Without warning, Dave pulled out completely, leaving me wide open and empty. I could feel my creamy juices trailing down my asshole, leaving a warm, wet trail on the table. The mix of wetness and air on my exposed flesh sent shivers of anticipation up my spine. With a firm grip on my hips, Dave effortlessly guided me, turning me around and positioning me to lean over the table. My heart raced as he spread my ass cheeks with his strong hands, exposing me in the most intimate way.

With one assertive thrust, he slid his full length back inside me, reclaiming my depths from behind. Each powerful movement reduced me to a state of utter submission, my body a eager vessel for his insatiable pleasure. The rhythmic sound of our skin slapping together filled the room, punctuated by my gasps and moans. I existed solely for his pleasure, and I surrendered myself completely to the…

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