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Nora

By: ejls



Mr. Anderson walked Phillip down the walnut paneled corridor to the corner office. 

"I think you'll be pleased, Phillip. You've worked very hard to get here, and saved the company a lot of money along the way." 

The sign on the door said Phillip Duncan -- Senior Vice President, Marketing. Phillip smiled to himself. At age thirty-two, he was the youngest senior vice president in the company. Although many would say he hadn't paid his dues, no one argued the fact of how hard he worked and how many accounts he was able to land, using less of the budgeted expenses than his predecessor. When Carl White chose to retire, the company searched high and low for a replacement. Logically, they kept coming back to Phillip. He didn't even have to post for the job. It was an out and out promotion. 

Mr. Anderson pointed to the empty desk outside Phillip's office door and said, "She must have stepped away. This is Ms. Taylor's desk. She was Carl's executive administrative assistant, and will stay on with you, unless you would prefer to have someone else assigned." 

"That should be fine, Mr. Anderson. I'm not about to make any department changes until I've been here a while and seen if any changes are warranted." 

"Phillip, you're going to have to call me John, now. We are all on a first name basis at this level." 

Phillip hesitated and said, "Okay, John, but cut me some slack on this, okay? Old habits are hard to break." 

The older executive smiled at his newest direct report. Phillip had been John's choice from the beginning. This company needed fresh blood, a shot in the arm, and young Mr. Duncan was just the man to give it. 

John opened the office door and handed Phillip the key. Phillip couldn't believe his eyes. The walnut paneled walls continued into his office. The carpeting was burgundy with gold fleur-de-lis print and there were gold draperies across the expansive corner windows. A regal mahogany desk took up a great deal of space, but there was still plenty of room for his leather desk chair, burgundy and gold plaid sofa with two visitor chairs, a couple of end tables, a credenza and a coffee table. 

John watched as Phillip slowly walked around the office. Yes, he was young, but he looked as if he belonged here. The tall, young, dark-haired man was perfectly attired in a steel gray suit with a blue shirt and tie. Christ, he thought, the kid looked like he could have stepped out of GQ. Once again, Anderson noticed his resemblance to John F. Kennedy, Jr. 

"I'm so sorry I wasn't here when you arrived," the velvety female voice said from the doorway. 

Phillip's heart went straight to his throat, and his cock stiffened as the woman walked towards him, with her hand extended in greeting. 

"Mr. Duncan, I'm Nora Taylor." 

Approaching him was a combination of Jessica Simpson, Victoria Beckham and a young Raquel Welch. She was the ideal of many men's wet dreams. 

Ms. Nora Taylor stood about five feet, seven inches, maybe one hundred thirty-five pounds and built like a brick shithouse. A white v-necked silk blouse hugged her ample breasts. Her black above-the-knee length pencil skirt cinched tight at her tiny waist, and showed off her rounded hips and ass that swayed as she walked in her three inch stilettos. 

She had skin that looked like alabaster, auburn hair with bangs, pulled back in a knot at the base of her long neck, full sensuous lips and the most amazing doe-like sapphire blue eyes. 

Phillip tried to compose himself and concentrate on looking at her eyes as he shook her hand. 

"It's nice to meet you, Ms. Taylor," Phillip said praying his voice would not crack. 

He studied her face, maybe thirty-seven, if that. Christ, she was stunning. 

"I'll leave you gentlemen. Mr. Duncan, I've scheduled an hour at nine o' clock, for us to meet to discuss your calendar, your requirements of me and mine of you." 

Both men's eyes were on Ms. Taylor's ass, as she left them. It was John who finally spoke. 

"Jesus, they never looked like that twenty years ago." 

His face turned red when he realized he had actually said those words out loud. 

Phillip chuckled, "What's said in here stays in here, John." 

The two men finished up as a facilities worker showed up with cartons from Phillip's old office. Ms. Taylor came in and immediately took charge, calling IT to have his computer set up. 

"No, you don't understand," Phillip overheard her say on the phone. "This is a senior vice president. You will have this completed no later than ten o'clock. I don't want to have to call back." 

Something told Phillip, IT didn't want her to have to call back, either. 

"I'm sorry, Mr. Duncan. I'll have these boxes unpacked by noon. If you don't mind, I'll leave the office door open so that IT can come in and install your computer. If we can begin our meeting now, we have a lot to cover. I took the liberty of setting up an agenda with an outline, so that we can be sure nothing is overlooked. I have allowed fifteen minutes at the end of our meeting, for additional questions, comments and next steps." 

Phillip just stared for a moment and thought, just whom is working for whom? 

The two sat in the visitors' chairs and flew through Ms. Taylor's agenda. Phillip hadn't seen efficiency like this before. Thank God she was so thorough and kept the conversation on track, because Phillip found himself staring at her crossed legs. Between her legs, her breasts, and her eyes, this was going to be a lesson in self-discipline. Nora wore reading glasses low on her nose, and looked over the top of them when she spoke to him. Even that screamed sexy, to him. 

"There is one thing, Ms. Taylor," Phillip added. "I would appreciate it if you would call me Phillip. You'll find at our department meeting this afternoon, I will make the same request of each staff member." 

"Very well, Phillip," she answered. "And you will call me Nora." 

Phillip left for his senior staff meeting at ten o'clock and when he returned to his office at noon, he was greeted by the view of Nora's ass, as she was moving a floor plant to a different spot. It was all he could do to stop himself from running his hands over the rounded beauty. He noticed that Nora had taken off her shoes and was standing in her stocking feet. She stood up putting her hands on her hips, and assessed the work she had done setting up his office. She was surprised but not embarrassed to see him standing in the doorway, watching her. 

"I told you, noon and it's done." 

"Nora, something tells me that I am going to be just fine in your very capable hands," Phillip said, and then thought, I wonder how they would feel on my cock. Bad Phillip, stop it! 

The transition in leadership seemed to be seamless. Nora became invaluable to Phillip. She became his eyes and ears, picking up on rumors or grumblings from the staff. She was loyal and made sure he was never blind-sided, and was in control at all times.  

And Phillip trusted her. He knew he could tell her anything and it would go no further. Nora was not afraid to offer suggestions and advice. They became a cohesive team. 

As the months went by, he got to know more about her, too. She was divorced, owned a loft apartment, and was forty-two years old. She had a two year degree in business and had worked her way up the administrative ladder. He still found her sexy as hell, but he respected her intelligence and common sense, too. When he looked at her, ninety-five percent of the time it was as a colleague. The other five percent? Well, she was the inspiration for several episodes involving his right hand. 

It was late on a Friday afternoon when she lightly knocked on his door, let herself in and closed the door behind her. Phillip glanced up, taking in the beauty before him. 

"Phillip, I think we have a problem." 

She slowly walked over and settled into a chair, crossing one leg over the other, causing the hem of her dress to rise half way up her thigh. She had no idea what that did to him, he thought, as he adjusted himself under his desk. 

She continued, "I told you before that there had been some rumors flying around about Edwards."

Ken Edwards was Phillip's next in command. He was a real go-getter, but there was something a little smarmy about him. He was just one of those guys who always seemed to have a secret, always seemed a little insincere. 

"I just got wind of a little presentation he's been working on for Monday's meeting with Lobene and Meyer," she said. 

"What?" Phillip's mouth dropped. "We've had that set for months. What do you mean another presentation?"

"It seems he thinks he has a better idea and can deliver the goods for less. He's planning on springing it Monday, after you've finished presenting yours," Nora said seriously. 

"That son of a bitch! Get the bastard on the phone, and ...." 

"Phillip!" Nora leaned forward and laid her hand on his arm. "Take a breath." 

He stopped and did as he was told. 

"I was able to secure a copy of his plan."

Phillip shouldn't have been surprised, but he was. "How?" 

"Don't ask. Someone owed me, big time, and thought this was a way to repay me. I printed it off, sent it to my personal email address, and deleted everything here," she said, pushing a binder toward Phillip. "Phillip, it's good. It's damn good. And if you want to come out on top Monday, you're going to have to beat his bottom line." 

Phillip started flipping through the pages. His eyes got wide and his temple started to throb. Nora was right, and Phillip felt fucked. 

Frustrated, he said, "There is no way I can redo everything for Monday. Not without working all Saturday and Sunday, and even then, that doesn't give me enough time to get it to the printers and back to change out the presentation binders." 

"But if we both work on it," Nora suggested, "we should be able to get it done by noon on Sunday. I've already contacted our document services department. They work 24/7 and have been put on notice to expect a priority project that must be complete by Sunday evening. You and I will have more than enough to assemble the new presentation binders and have them ready for the meeting." 

"Nora, that's really great of you to offer, but I can't ask you to do that." 

"Phillip, you're not asking, and I'm telling you this is what we have to do. I am not about to let my boss go down in flames, just because one of your staff has chosen to go behind your back and sabotage all the work you've done. If Edwards can find a way to cut costs, so can we." 

Phillip looked deep into Nora's eyes. "What would I do without you?" 

"You're never going to find out. Now, do you have plans for the weekend? If you do, cancel them," she said, grabbing one of his business cards and writing on the back. "Here's my address and home phone number. You bring the coffee, I'll order the Chinese. We'll start at seven, okay?" 

She got up and walked out, leaving Phillip to wonder how he got so lucky. 

When Nora answered the door that night, Phillip almost thought he had the wrong place. She was wearing low-rise black jeans and a v-necked lavender cashmere sweater. Her hair was down, and it looked soft as it lay on her shoulders. Without her stilettos she looked downright petite, even though she was not. A simple silver lariat necklace hung down between her breasts. Phillip handed Nora a bag of fresh ground coffee. 

"Perfect," she said as she showed him into her home. 

Her loft was amazing. It had exposed brick and pipes, original wood floors that had been refinished, and all modern appliances. It was industrial, but at the same time, comfortable, with her soft overstuffed sofa. 

Nora's desk was set up with her laptop, and Phillip's and Ken's presentation materials in piles. 

"If you'll help me move the drop-leaf table over here, we'll have more room to lay things out," she suggested. 

By the time the pair was finished, the desk, table and floor were methodically laid out so that proper comparisons could be done. After a few hours, having consumed the Chinese food and almost two pots of coffee, Phillip looked at Nora. 

"The thing is, my solution is better. It meets the needs of the client and will last the test of time. Ken's is good, but in the long run, it won't hold up." 

"Bottom line though, in the client's eyes, Ken's is less money out of his pocket," she said, playing devil's advocate. "What can you do to bring yours in at a lower cost?" 

Nora leaned over to point to the figures. Phillip glanced at her and was invited to view down the front of her sweater. Her breasts were pale and looked soft, held in the cups of her pink bra. He tried, unsuccessfully, to turn away. 

Nora straightened up and stretched her arms over her head, raising her sweater to reveal her flat stomach. Phillip wanted to be kissing that stomach. He had to get out of there. 

"You know, it's getting late. We've worked all day and now it's after ten-thirty. What do you say we pick this up in the morning?" he asked, standing up. 

"I guess you're right," she said, yawning. "We'll take a fresh look at it tomorrow." 

She looked like she could fall asleep standing up. Phillip wanted to scoop her up in his arms and carry her to bed, but not to sleep. He hastily excused himself and went home, to give himself relief. 

After a fitful sleep filled with blue-eyed women with auburn tresses, Phillip woke early, picked up some quiche, croissants and juice from the deli, and got to Nora's place at 7:30. It was several minutes before the door opened. 

What a vision! Sleepy-eyed, tousled-haired, and in a short turquoise robe was the most beautiful woman Phillip had ever seen. God, he wanted to wake up next to her. 

"What? Oh, Phillip, what time is it?"

Phillip couldn't resist and brushed the hair out of her eyes. 

"Wake up, sleepyhead," he whispered. "It's seven-thirty and I've got breakfast. You go, get dressed, and I'll get it ready" 

He watched her ass sway as she mumbled something and walked towards the bathroom. He wondered if she needed help washing any of those hard to reach areas. He mentally kicked his own ass and went to the kitchen. 

When Nora appeared, she looked like she had just stepped off a college campus. She was in black exercise shorts, a pink t-shirt, black hoodie, socks and sneakers. With her hair swinging from a pony tail and minimal makeup, she looked young and fresh. 

Phillip handed her a mug of coffee and waited for her to speak. She downed more than half of the black brew. 

"You're a god-send, Phillip. I'm sorry. I never thought to set my alarm." 

"You have no reason to apologize. I was the one here at the butt-crack of dawn. Let's eat, then haul ass." 

The entire day was spent tearing though each spreadsheet and matrix, revisiting quotes and estimates, and reading every communication on the project. It was Nora who spotted the one factor that had been overlooked. As she waved her find, Phillip jumped up and spun her around. 

"You're an angel! You probably just saved my job!" 

"Our jobs, Phillip. Besides, one of us was bound to have caught this." 

They worked diligently, checking and rechecking and finally sticking a fork in it and calling it done. They were able to undercut Ken substantially, and Phillip's PowerPoint was a work of art. 

The pair lounged, exhausted, on the sofa. It was after eight o'clock and they hadn't taken a break all day. 

"Let me take you to dinner to celebrate," Phillip said to Nora. 

"Oh please, not tonight. I'm just too tired to make myself presentable. But, I do have some wine and cheese. How about a celebratory drink and a little sustenance? We can really celebrate after Monday's meeting." 

Nora returned with the cheese, grapes, and a bottle of Shiraz. Phillip opened the wine, poured two glasses, and then raised his. 

"To a winning team -- Nora, I'm so glad I have you in my corner." 

It was the first time he had seen her blush. She's really very lovely, he thought. They clinked glasses and sipped the wine. It felt warm going down, and the slightly sharp cheese was a nice complement. The two got very quiet as the stress of the last day and a half left them. 

Tomorrow, the two would assemble the presentation binders, after they got back from the print department. Nora promised to have them ready and in the board room before the meeting started. Until then, they would stay under lock and key, in Phillip's office. 

It's comfortable here Phillip thought, resting his head on the back of the sofa. Comfortable -- like Nora. Yeah, he thought, looking at her lying there with her head back, too. This is just about perfect. 

Phillip stretched as he began to wake the next morning. There was something unfamiliar, something warm and soft wrapped around him. As he moved, so did the sleeping figure next to him. He forced his eyes open and, at first, was confused. Where the hell was he? The last thing he remembered was finishing the bottle of wine and feeling so relaxed. 

Oh shit! He was lying on Nora's sofa with her curled up in his arms! A quick scan confirmed they were fully clothed, but still.... 

She moved and her leg went between his legs, pressing against his morning wood. Nora's arm snaked around his neck, forcing her breasts tighter against him. She moaned in her sleep. 

Almost involuntarily, Phillip stroked her long hair. It was so soft. His hand continued down her back, over her hip. She moved and ground herself against him. He automatically cupped her firm ass. God, he though, if he didn't get her off of him he wasn't going to be able to stop. 

A small sigh escaped Nora's lips, as she tilted her face up toward his. She looked like an angel, sleeping in his arms. He pulled her closer and kissed her lips softly. She moved slightly and he kissed her again. This time it was longer, not as soft, as if waiting for a response. 

There's nothing like being awakened by a beautiful kiss, and Nora responded to Phillip's. Although she wasn't quite awake yet, she began kissing him back. 

It was all so natural. Their mouths sought out each other. It was Nora who pushed her tongue into Phillip's mouth and moved her hand from his neck, down his chest, and over his abs. A hunger was ignited. 

Without releasing his mouth, Nora got on her knees and began fidgeting with Phillip's belt. His hands were sliding the hoodie off her shoulders. They broke apart long enough to take off their shirts. Phillip pulled Nora onto his lap, and her legs straddled him as she sat on his hard cock. 

He cupped her breasts, burying his face between the wondrous globes. He slowly reached behind her and unclasped her bra, releasing her bounty. They were at least 38DD, and extremely perky for a woman her age, hardly sagging at all. Her nipples were pink, puffy and hard. He sucked one into his mouth as he rolled the other nipple between his thumb and finger. Nora's hands went to his hair, running through it and pulling him closer. She ground herself into his cock. 

Phillip devoured her breasts, licking, sucking, and gnawing at them. 

"Harder, suck me harder," Nora demanded. 

Phillip complied with her wishes, becoming a little rougher, nibbling a little harder and pulling on her nipples a little more. 

"Yessss," she hissed, as she put her arms under his and began to grab at his ass. 

He broke away from her nipples, cupped her face, and French kissed her, passionately. Nora brought her hands around and began tearing at his belt, again. Phillip put his hands on her hips and slid her off his lap, and onto the sofa. He got up, hooked his fingers on the waist of her shorts and pulled them off, panties and all. Within seconds, he had kicked his own pants off and stood over her, his seven inch cock hard and dripping with precum. He saw she had natural auburn hair. 


Nora



Nora's eyes locked on his face and she smiled at him with the look of a devil-woman. She bent her legs and spread them wide. She took her middle and ring fingers of her right hand and sucked them into her mouth, wetting them. Phillip swallowed hard as he watched her take those fingers and plunge them into her. As she did that, she reached for his cock and stroked him. 

"Now, Phillip, I need you," she whispered hoarsely. 

Phillip got down between Nora's legs and pulled her fingers away. Nora stuck them in her mouth, again, to clean them. Phillip growled as he spread her legs further apart, revealing her glistening hole. As he moved his cock toward the source of her heat, she reached out to guide him in. With one thrust, he filled her. Her legs wrapped around him, her hands clawed at his back, and she met him thrust for thrust. 

This was not love-making. It was pure fucking sex. Phillip was a machine, pistoning in and out of Nora. They were both seeking relief from the tension of the last few days. The smell of sweat mixed with the scent of her perfume and their morning breath. Her eyes locked on his, and his eyes narrowed as he pummeled her with his weapon. 

Grinding, twisting, pounding sex, on and on, Phillip's body rubbed against Nora's pubic bone and clit. Nora felt his body start to tighten and she held on waiting for him to explode. He rose up, to give himself more leverage, and pushed into her as deeply as he could. The action rubbed Nora's clit harder, and set off her orgasm. When she began to cum, her back arched and her legs gripped him like a vise, as he released his hot, sticky cum into her. Pushing, pushing, pushing, Nora felt his cock pulse and spurt, until the pair collapsed, exhausted. 

Phillip rolled off Nora and moved to the end of the sofa. He looked at the floor, not sure of what to say. 

The words Nora spoke shocked him. "Well, I certainly feel better." 

She pulled a throw off the back of the sofa and covered herself. When Phillip looked at her, she smiled and said, "I've wanted that for some time now." 

"You did? But..., I mean what with work..., and well, you're my assistant..., and well...," Phillip stumbled over his words. 

"I'm a living, breathing, flesh and blood woman with needs, Phillip. And you certainly satisfied some of those needs." 

Phillip was surprised and in awe of Nora. Damn, she just wanted the sex -- no emotion, no baggage. Just feel good, take what I need and give in return sex. 

"Nora," he said slowly, "I still can't help but think this was not a good idea. You work for me, hell, we work together. I've never had such a strong team player, and I don't want to screw that up." 

"And why does our having sex mean it'll screw things up at work? Phillip, I don't want anything from you. I am well past the white picket fence and babies stage. I love my life. I love my job and I'm damn good at it. Don't read more into what just happened than is there. You're my boss, and I respect you, but you also have one hell of a cock that you use quite well. This can be a win/win situation, if you let it." 

With that, Nora stood, letting the throw fall to the floor, and stepped in front of Phillip. She bent at the waist, her large breasts hanging in front of him, put her hands on his knees, opened his legs and knelt between them. She reached for his flaccid cock and started to gently stroke it. 

"Now Phillip," she purred. "If you want me to stop I will, but you better be real sure about this. Offers like this one only come around once." 

Nora bent her head and took his rapidly hardening cock in her mouth. She loved the taste of cock after it had been inside her. She used her hand and mouth to bring him back to life. When it was just about fully hard, she changed her tactics and began licking up and down the smooth shaft. Phillip knew the underside was sensitive, but when she brought her tongue to the top side, he couldn't believe how it felt. He threw his head back against the sofa. God, she was good. 

Over and over she covered the hot, steel rod. Phillip kept himself shaved, so when she dropped down to his balls, it was an absolute joy. She carefully tugged at his sack with her teeth, sending chills up Phillip's spine. She sucked on them and rolled them around her mouth with her tongue. She soon had Phillip gripping the sofa cushion. 

She laid her hands on his hips and held him, as she began to bob, sucking him hard and fast. She took him all the way into her throat and out again. If he had been in control, he would have been fucking her mouth, but he wasn't in control -- Nora was, and she was fucking his cock -- getting ready to drain him. 

She could tell he was getting close, because his breathing changed drastically. His legs began to tremble and his abs began to spasm. She reached for his balls and began massaging them. That did it. Phillip groaned, thrust his hips forward in an attempt to get deeper into her throat, and exploded. Nora kept up with his rapid spurts, swallowing every drop and leaving his whole body spent. 

When Nora released his cock from her mouth, it made a popping noise as it slid out. She looked up at her exhausted boss. Yes, she thought, it was going to be a good partnership. She stood up and turned to walk towards the bathroom. 

She looked over her shoulder and said, "When you've recovered, start the coffee. We need to take this to the printers in order to get it back here in time to assemble the binders." 

Nora would have given anything to have been a fly on the wall at the meeting with Lobene and Meyer that afternoon. When Ken walked into the boardroom behind Phillip, she could see him smurking behind Phillip's back. Later that day, when the room emptied out, Ken sort of slunk down the hall to his office. 

Phillip was on the receiving end of handshakes and pats on the back. He seemed to strut down the hallway to his office. 

"Nora, may I see you in my office, please? And bring your pad." 

Nora grabbed her pad, straightened the skirt of her black dress, walked into Phillip's office, and closed the door. Phillip grabbed her, lifted her off the ground, and spun her around like a madman. 

"It was perfect! Oh, my God Nora, you should have seen Ken's face. It was priceless! And when I asked if there were any questions or comments a couple of the managers looked at him, and he just looked down. Jesus, it was great!" he exclaimed, as he finally set her down. 

"So, does this mean we get to celebrate?" she asked, with a sly smile on her face. 

"I told you, the best dinner in town, for you tonight." 

Nora walked towards him, put her hand on his belt, and said, "Not exactly what I had in mind." 

With that, she had his belt loosened, zipper down, and her hand on his cock in less that a minute. She led him to his desk by pulling on his cock. Nora walked around to his side of the desk, cleared the workspace area of it, lifted her dress to her waist, and bent over. Phillip gazed at her white, round ass and her black thong. He felt his cock jump, as the memory of yesterday morning came rushing back. When he moved the thong aside, he could see she was wet and ready for him. 

Nora lay across his desk, her hands gripped the far edge, and her pussy was poised to receive him. He didn't make her wait. He eased his cock in and let himself enjoy the feeling of her warm moistness. He began to slowly slide in and out of her. Nora pushed her hips back against him as he moved forward. He was taking his time to enjoy this. 

"Don't toy with me," she said, slightly annoyed at his slowness. 

"What? You want this?" he questioned as he chuckled, gripped her hips tightly, and pushed in hard. 

Their fucking was animalistic. He sawed in and out of her, as if he were trying to cut her in half. He looked down to watch his wet cock as he moved faster and faster, holding her hips tightly in place. It was so fucking erotic to see this beautiful woman lying across his mahogany desk. 

Her body reacted immediately to his rapid moves and started to shake as her cunt muscles convulsed, and began to squeeze his cock. The milking process began and it wasn't long before he fed his cream to her pussy. 

When he straightened up and pulled out of her. Nora turned around, dropped to her knees, and cleaned him with her mouth, and then tucked his cock back inside his pants. 

She stood up and grinned, saying, "Don't think that got you out of dinner." 

He kissed her sweet mouth, tasting their combined sex on her lips, and then asked, "You ready to leave now?" 

"Let me forward the phones to voicemail, and I'm ready," Nora said as she smoothed her skirt and double checked her chignon. 

As the two walked down the paneled corridor to the elevator, Phillip felt like he was the luckiest man in the world. He couldn't put a price tag on the loyalty Nora had shown him. And after dinner, he was going to dine on her, like a special desert. 

Nora felt lucky too. Her good-looking, hot, young boss should be around for a long time. She felt something else, too. 

Phillip's cum starting to seep out of her hole.



Nora



NORA

AVERTISMENT: Cum intamplarile descrise sunt reale, probabil ca numele si locatiile au fost schimbate...

Nu mai stiu, aveam ori cincisprezece, ori saisprezece ani...

Elev de liceu, vacanta de vara, pedaland la greu, pe caldura, spre padurea din apropierea orasului.

Cu tot cu orasul, parcurgi pana in douazeci de kilometri ca sa ajungi acolo.

Bine pentru conditia fizica, mai ales ca toti cei din grupul nostru au biciclete tip camping.

Roti mici, pedale la greu...

Oricum, odata ajunsi, gaseai chioscurile cu bere, mici, biscuiti, saratele si alte nimicuri...

Pe vremea aia, nu te intreba nici dracu si nici tac-su daca ai implinit varsta, sau prostii de-astea...

Acuma, ca paranteza, parca lucrurile stau altfel! Da! Gasesti pe toate vitrinele afise mari prin care ti se comunica refuzul de a servi minorii cu bauturi alcoolice si tigari!...

Deh, am intrat in Europa!

Ca de-aia am ajuns eu si multi altii ca mine, boschetari, ratati, drogati, fara case, fara masini, fara familii, fara copii, pentru ca am fumat si am consumat alcool "inainte de a fi legal"...

Scocioratori din fire, sau poate si datorita varstei, am gasit cateva locuri in padure, unde, cum eram tineri si nelinistiti, pe bune, nu ca in serialul acela care am inteles ca nu se va mai termina niciodata, puteai sa faci orice, inclusiv sex, fara teama de a fi vazut...

Deci, cum spuneam, pedalam spre padure, singur de data asta, transpirand din abundenta si, normal, fara palarie sau sapca...

Cam masochista atitudinea, insa nu era pentru prima data cand faceam un astfel de gest...

Cam pe la jumatatea distantei, vad, in fata, o alta bicicleta, calarita de... o tipa.

Zic asta pentru ca personajul poarta un tricou alb si parul lung lasat pe spate...

Pedalez mai tare, iar cand ma apropii, folosesc claxonul meu cel smecher, adus de prin tari straine si fata se intoarce...

Este, de data asta sunt sigur, fata, asa ca ma linistesc.

Ii fac semn sa traga pe dreapta si oprim amandoi.

Nu face parte din grupul nostru, asta e clar, insa nici nu-mi este total straina -- am mai vazut-o pe la padure, haladuind cu gasca ei.

- Scuza-ma ca te-am claxonat, insa, fiind singuri amandoi pe sosea, m-am gandit ca poate ne cunoastem si... putem sa mergem impreuna...

Se uita atenta la mine, apoi imi raspunde:

- Ne-am mai vazut la padure, cu siguranta!

- Corect! Si eu sunt sigur, insa n-am vrut sa vina de la mine, sa nu sune ca textul clasic prin care incerc sa te agat...

Izbucneste in ras, apoi imi intinde mana:

- Eu sunt Nora, si tocmai ce m-ai agatat, cel putin pana ajungem la padure si-i gasesc pe amicii mei...

Apoi, ma roaga frumos sa pedalez in spatele ei, intrucat, neavand oglinzi retrovizoare, de fiecare data cand aude o masina in spatele ei, traieste cu teama sa nu o loveasca...

Desi stiu ca o sa pedalez cu o viteza mai mica -- deh, e fata -- chiar imi face placere sa fac pe cavalerul protector, stand in "coada" ei...

Aproape ca mi-a iesit din cap sa va descriu un pic fata. Desi nu a coborat de pe bicicleta, mi-e clar ca nu e prea inalta, dar are niste tate misto, bine conturate -- ia aratati-mi si mie, va rog, un adolescent care sa nu fie interesat de mamele!...

Parul are o culoare parsiva, ca mierea aceea de padure, asortandu-se foarte bine si cu ochii, care bat in aceeasi nuanta, sau, poate, doar soarele asta care ne turteste e de vina...

Cum ziceam, poarta un tricou alb, o pereche de pantaloni scurti, iar in picioare are pantofi sport -- chestia asta ma incanta, satul fiind de o droaie de gagici din grupul nostru care vin sa dea la pedale incaltate in sandale...

Ajungem cu bine, iar Nora ma intreaba daca nu vreau s-o insotesc prin padure, in cautarea amicilor ei.

Cum, in afara de urgenta de a linge o bere, nu am vreun program, o urmez.

Oare de ce oi fi asa de prost, sa nu-mi iau la mine o sticla de apa?!?

Haladuim prin coclauri vreo jumatate de ora, insa amicii ei, ia-i de unde nu-s!

In sfarsit, oprim la un chiosc, sa ne facem plinul...

Concluzionam ca, cel mai probabil, daca au plecat foarte devreme, probabil ca prietenii ei s-au dus la cealalta padure -- mult mai departe, unde se poate face si baie in lac...

Se uita la ceas, concluzionand ca nu este dispusa sa mai dea la pedale inca douazeci de kilometri, pentru ca apoi, imediat ce ajunge, sa trebuiasca sa ia in piept drumul de intoarcere, adica vreo patruzeci de kilometri...

E cam bosumflata -- ma duc la chiosc, cumpar patru beri reci si o invit pe Nora sa vina cu mine, intr-unul dintre locurile noastre "secrete"...

- Stai un pic! Se repede si cumpara doua pungi cu saratele.

- Acuma, daca tu vii cu bautura, eu vin cu haleala... Radem amandoi si ne afundam in padure...

Stam de vorba. Aflu ca este cu doi ani mai mare decat mine, o las sa-si exprime uimirea in ce ma priveste -- imi marturiseste ca a crezut ca sunt cel putin de aceeasi varsta cu ea...

Sunt deja mai mult decat obisnuit cu astfel de reactii...

Ma ia la interogatoriu -- daca am o prietena -- ii explic ca nu am o prietena constanta...

Devine si mai curioasa... Daca am sarutat vreo fata!

Ii raspund ca da, apoi, ca s-o scutesc de eforturi, ii spun si ca nu mai sunt virgin, inca de cand aveam doisprezece ani...

Sunt, un pic, agresiv, insa intrebarile aste obraznice ma oftica intotdeauna...

Se cam inroseste la fata, insa nu inceteaza sa-mi sustina privirea:

- Esti destul de matur pentru varsta ta...

- Inca de cand eram mititel, ai mei au avut ambitia sa ma ia cu ei peste tot. Probabil ca si chestia asta a avut o oarecare contributie...

- Vrei sa spui, restaurante, petreceri, vizite?

- Da.

- Aha! Probabil ca de aici ti se trage vocabularul, felul de a vorbi...

Se uita la cea de a doua sticla de bere, din care doar ce a gustat:

- Doamne! Am baut deja doua beri! Mai trebuie sa ajung si acasa! Nu cred ca mai pot sa o beau si pe asta...

Zambesc, uitandu-ma la cele doua sticle ale mele, gata golite, plus cea pe care am lins-o la chiosc...

Se uita adanc si insistent in ochii mei:

- Esti sigur ca o sa fii OK?

Apoi, imi povesteste despre un prieten de-al ei, care, dupa mai multe beri, pur si simplu s-a rasturnat cu bicicleta in mijlocul drumului...

- Nora, stai linistita! Pot sa beau sase, sau chiar zece, ca sa nu zic mai mult! In nici un caz n-o sa ma vezi pe mine pierzandu-mi echilibrul!

Rade, cam fals dupa mine, apoi imi propune:

- Ce zici daca o impartim pe asta frateste?...

- Esti sigura? Pot sa ma duc sa mai cumpar. E chestie de minute!...

- Nu, nu! Ce-i destul, e destul!

Dupa ce se termina berea si saratelele, Nora ia o patura foarte subtire din portbagajul bicicletei, o intinde pe iarba si ma invita sa ma intind alaturi de ea.

Zis si facut.

Stam asa, unul langa altul, vreun sfert de ora, apoi Nora imi spune ca a lovit-o somnul si ca, daca nu ma supar, ar vrea sa-mi foloseasca bratul drept perna...

Imi intind bratul pe sub capul ei, apoi, in foarte scurt timp, am toate motivele sa cred ca Nora a adormit...

Eu, in schimb, am dat de dracu'...

Nu numai ca nu mi-e somn, insa apropierea Norei de trupul meu ma tine cu pula dureros de sculata...

Mi-e si rusine! Stau nemiscat, lasand fata sa doarma...

Imi intorc, incet, fata spre ea, mirosindu-i parul...

Mama ce tampenie! Parca mi se scoala pula si mai tare, iar lichidul seminal, aproape sigur, deja mi-a patat si pantalonii...

Dupa vreo jumatate de ora, Nora se intoarce spre mine, punandu-mi o mana pe piept si piciorul pe sold, in timp ce-si aseaza ma bine capul, punandu-l pe umarul meu...

Nu va pot descrie prin ce chinuri pot sa trec, incercand in disperare sa nu ma agit, sa las fata sa doarma...

Mai trece asa, vreo juma' de ora, cand Nora se trezeste, tresarind surprinsa, insa apoi incepe sa ma mangaie pe piept.

Fac si eu pe mortu-n papusoi, insa cand, tot coborand, ma mangaie direct pe pula, realizez ca nu mai e cazul sa pretind ca dorm...

O mangai usurel pe par, apoi ma intorc si-o sarut pe frunte...

Geme un pic, apoi imi baga mana pe sub pantaloni si chiloti si ma ia de pula, incepand sa mi-o frece.

Comenteaza:

- Ce ud esti! Pariez ca n-ai putut sa dormi deloc!...

- Cum as fi putut, cu tine in brate?!?

Chicoteste, apoi intreaba:

- Ai mai facut chestii de-astea aici?

N-am nevoie sa-mi deseneze ce vrea sa ma intrebe:

- Da, de mai multe ori, nu ne-a prins nimeni!...

Imi lasa pula din mana si incepe sa-mi traga pantalonii si chilotii.

O ajut, ridicand din cur.

Iar ma ia de pula, insa de data asta mi-o freaca, nu gluma...

Se ridica, aplecandu-se, iar pula mea iar nu mai vede lumina soarelui...

Dupa vreo zece minute, se opreste, se uita la mine si-mi zice:

- Mai, dar ce-i cu tine? Normal, pana acum, ar fi trebuit sa fii terminat!...

Ii explic ca am "beleaua" cu greutatea, daca nu imposibilitatea de a ejacula daca stau intins pe spate, asa ca ma intorc pe o parte, inspre ea, lasand-o sa-si continue "treaba"...

E intaratata rau, ma freaca nebuneste in timp ce cu buzele imi aplica o suctiune constanta, singura variatie fiind ca, din cand in cand, ii mai simt si limba jucandu-se la intrarea uretrei.

In sfarsit, imi vine si cum n-am discutat unde fac descarcarea, o anunt.

Maraie un pic mai tare, apoi continua, pana cand, normal, explodez...

Cred ca sunt destul de incarcat -- o cam iau prin surprindere, chiar se inneaca, insa trece peste, iar o suvita de sperma i se strecoara pe la coltul gurii, indreptandu-se spre patura ei.

Fata se prinde si, rapid, pune o mana la intampinare...

Recunosc ca ma innebuneste felul cum mi se uita direct in ochi in timp ce-mi inghite sperma:

- Doamne! Dar erai plin! Cred ca ai avut cel putin o tona!...

Zambesc:

- Pai... cat ai dormit in bratele mele, am tot avut timp sa acumulez!...

Izbucneste in ras:

- Iar acuma, normal, o sa zici ca sunt o curva de doi lei!...

In loc de raspuns, o apuc si o ridic pana fetele noastre sunt la acelasi nivel, apoi o sarut...

Stam asa, imbarligati, cateva minute, apoi, dupa ce ne potolim, imi spune:

- Mai omule! Dar tu chiar ca te porti ca un adult! Ma saruti dupa ce, stii prea bine, nici n-am apucat sa ma spal pe dinti!...

- Da... corect! De parca n-ar fi vorba de sperma mea!...

In sfarsit, ne impachetam, ducem sticlele inapoi la chiosc, apoi o luam la pedalat catre Bucuresti...

O data ajunsi, in dreptul blocului ei, facem schimb de numere de telefon.

Tocmai cand e sa ne luam ramas bun, tipa-mi spune:

- Cu prima ocazie cand se cara ai mei de acasa, te sun...

Abia in clipa aia realizez cat de tampitel pot sa fiu!...

- Valeu! Nora! Stai un pic! Sunt un bou!...

-?!?

- Daca ai chef, poti veni la mine oricand! Chiar si in clipa asta!

Ii explic apoi, in cateva vorbe, despre faptul ca parintii mei sunt un pic diferiti, ca mentalitate, fata de altii...

Ca nu se baga, ca nu se amesteca si ca, atata timp cat lucrurile se desfasoara normal, nu e treaba lor...

Ii explic ca, daca are chef, poate sa-si petreaca oricate nopti doreste in patul meu...

Ar trebui sa-i vedeti fata, uimita, de parca ar fi o gaina lovita de grindina:

- Pe bune?!?

- Da, mai! Pe bune ca pe bune!...

Se uita rapid la ceas, apoi imi spune:

- Atunci du-te acasa si asteapta-ma!

Are ea adresa, insa, pentru siguranta, stabilim un loc de intalnire, bine cunoscut, foarte aproape de blocul unde locuiesc.

Ajung acasa, destul de "in viteza", ca sa realizez ca inca mai am timp sa fac un dus, sa halesc ceva, sa verific ce bauturi am, apoi sa aduc o sticla de whiskey si doua pahare pe care sa le amplasez in mijlocul masutei pentru cafea, apoi aranjez niste benzi cu muzica, "pe pozitie"...

Ajunge la timp, ba chiar cu vreo cinci minute mai devreme...

Poarta o rochie alba, destul de scurta, niste sandale cu tocuri de cel putin doispe centimetri, insa, cu tot efortul, tot nu ajunge cu crestetul mai sus de nasul meu...

Ma priveste si rade:

- Doamne! Da' lung mai poti sa fii! Port cele mai inalte tocuri pe care le am si nici asa nu ma apropii de inaltimea ta!...

- De ce-ti faci griji? Eu sunt barbatul, iar tu femeia! Era nasol daca era invers!

Radem amandoi.

Ajunsi in camera, dau drumul la muzici, in timp ce Nora este realmente impresionata de sticla de whiskey:

- Acuma pricep eu de ce poti tu sa bei atatea beri si sa n-ai probleme cu mersul pe bicicleta...

Torn in pahare, dam noroc si bem...

Dupa cum se poarta, e clar ca Norei nu-i place sa-si piarda timpul.

Se ridica, isi da rapid hainele jos, asezandu-le, frumos, pe un taburet, apoi se intinde in pat, facandu-mi semn sa ma apropii...

Ma dezbrac, apoi, cu pula gata sculata, ma strecor intre picioarele ei , punandu-i-le pe umeri si... o iau la pula...

Sunt placut surprins sa constat ca ne potrivim, dimensional vorbind, asa ca nu mai trebuie sa aud ah-uri, oh-uri, sau ca ce mare sunt si chestii de-astea...

Dupa numai un minut, o apuc de talpi si i le fixez pe pieptul meu, apoi ma aplec, largind-o si mai mult.

Imping si pompez, cu placere, intr-o veselie...

E clar ca, acolo jos, ne potrivim...

- Oooooooooooooooh! Yessssssssssssssssssss!

O zgaltai din toate incheieturile, in timp ce-i trag la ciocane la greu...

Dupa ce se linisteste un pic, ma opreste:

- Gata! Strange-ma-n brate! Tine-ma bine!

Ascultator, fac ce-mi spune.

O simt cum imi mulge pula cu muschii pizdei, facandu-ma sa pulsez mai mult decat de obicei...

Cum imi tresalta pula, cum ma strange, drept raspuns si mai si geme...

In cinci minute, iar isi da drumul.

De data asta, sunt si eu aproape, asa ca-i spun, in speranta ca o sa ma suga.

Imi cere s-o scot, apoi ia o perna si si-o aseaza sub fund.

- Acum, baiete drag, ai fost vreodata "dincolo"?...

Nu-i nevoie sa-mi explice:

- Da! Si stiu cum s-o fac, sa nu te fortez...

- OK! Ia sa vad ce stii!...

Nu sunt foarte surprins sa constat ca ii intra relativ usor, insa o menajez in continuare...

- OK! Gata cu fineturile! Fute-ma!...

Incep s-o penetrez, bagandu-i-o pana ce nu-mi mai raman decat coaiele afara...

E si fericita si-si si da drumul in prostie!...

Cu toate eforturile mele, nu reusesc sa ejaculez mai devreme de douazeci de minute...

Oricum, suntem amandoi fericiti...

Dupa ce facem un dus impreuna, timp in care se vede clar ca Norei nu-i pasa ca o aud cum se bese in timp ce-si scoate slobozul din cur, ne intoarcem in camera...

In fine, isi goleste paharul, apoi se scuza ca trebuie sa plece, de data asta, acasa, insa ca, daca n-am alt program si-mi face placere, ar vrea sa vina a doua zi si sa ramana peste noapte...

De asemenea, ma avertizeaza ca o sa-mi faca o surpriza...

Nici nu va puteti inchipui ce greu mi-a fost, a doua zi, sa astept sa se faca ora...

Se presupune ca o sa ne vedem la cinci.

In jur de doua, suna telefonul. Raspund. E Nora. Ma intreaba daca poate ca, in loc de cinci, sa vina la trei...

Va dati seama ca sar in sus de bucurie...

- Sigur! Vino!...

Nu apuca sa intre bine in camera ca se si dezbraca, apoi imi cere sa-i pun o portie maaaare de whiskey...

Il termina relativ repede, apoi imi cere sa-i mai umplu o data paharul...

Dupa doar cateva minute, imi cere sa dau muzica mai incet -- vrea sa discutam...

Iata-ne:

- Cat de... sa zicem, progresiv crezi ca esti?

- Pai, comparandu-ma cu altii, eu zic ca sunt!

Ma priveste direct in ochi:

- Ai auzit de... asa-zisele perversiuni?...

Ma uit si eu, direct, in ochii ei:

- Vrei sa spui... altele decat cele pe care, deja, le-am facut impreuna?...

Zambeste:

- Da!

- Pai, ce sa zic? Stiu despre pulile artificiale, de plastic sau cauciuc, de vibratoare, de morcovi, de castraveti, chiar si de becurile tip lumanare, insa, care, sunt de-a dreptul periculoase...

- OK! Am sa-ti arat ceva... N-am incercat asta niciodata, insa sunt moarta de curiozitate! Si vreau ca tu sa ma ajuti!

Scoate din poseta un stiulete de porumb si un prezervativ...

- Ma ajuti?

Habar n-am daca vede uimirea din ochii mei, de pe fata mea, insa raspunsul meu este:

- Da!...

Desface ambalajul prezervativului, apoi rupe varful stiuletelui, facandu-l sa fie mai gros de la inceput, apoi ma roaga sa aduc de la bucatarie niste unt -- stiu la ce e bun -- l-am mai folosit si eu cu cateva virgine, care, totusi, s-au hotarat sa-si puna curul la bataie...

Aduc eu untul, insa tot simt nevoia sa-i spun:

- Nora, fac exact ce-mi ceri, insa, totusi, cred ca e mai bine daca te iau, inainte, la pula, sa te uzi si tu... E mult mai eficient decat orice altceva... In plus, untul e din frigider, rece ca gheata...

Da din cap afirmativ, apoi, luand stiuletele si untul pe farfurie, se baga in pat, lasand farfuria pe noptiera...

Isi pune o perna sub cur, apoi ma trage sa-mi bag pula in ea.

Dupa cum e deja foarte uda, realizez cat de tare o excita si o incita ideea de a-si baga stiuletele de porumb in pizda...

Imi scald pula in sucurile ei vreo douazeci de minute, facand-o sa termine de cel putin trei ori...

Ma opresc:

- Acuma, zi-mi, iubito, cum, vrei sa te ajut?

- Ia afurisitul ala de cocean si infige-mi-l!

Punand coceanul langa pula, constat ca dimensiunile sunt relativ asemanatoare...

Sa fie o coincidenta?...

Isi deschide bucile pizdei, invitandu-ma...

Dupa cum pot vedea, e deja uda, asa ca o intreb:

- Nu vrei sa ma lasi sa incerc, mai intai fara sa pun unt? Stii ca e inca rece...

Da din cap, aprobator:

- Incearca, vezi daca se poate...

Ii trag un scuipat la intrare, apoi, usurel, incep sa-i bag coceanul in pizda...

Mai greu e la inceput, cu partea rupta a coceanului, insa, imediat ce reusesc sa i-l bag, restul cam vine de la sine...

Imping, usurel, rasucesc, stanga-dreapta...

Sunt cu el infipt la jumatate, cand Nora imi cere:

- Acuma! Fute-ma cu el! Baga-mi-l!

Incep, usurel, apoi din ce in ce mai tare...

- Doamne! Doare!

Ma opresc. Zici ca e nebuna! Tipa la mine!

- Nu te opri! Fute-ma! Rupe-ma!...

E plina de transpiratie, iar din pizda ii vin sucuri din abundenta -- in zece minute reuseste sa ajunga la orgasm.

Nu termina cu agitatia cand, imi da mana la o parte si-si infige ea stiuletele la maxim. Presandu-l cu degetele inauntru...

- Acum, daca poti, fute-ma-n cur!

Probabil ca, daca pot, inseamna daca am pula sculata...

Pai, normal ca e sculata, asa ca i-o bag, relativ usor...

Dau in ea pana-i simt degetele cu care-si impinge stiuletele cu pelvisul...

Cum o tin cu picioarele pe umeri, chiar mi-e usor s-o penetrez, unghiul fiind, probabil, cel mai bun.

Necazul este ca simt afurisitul de cocean prin stratul subtire de piele care desparte vaginul de anus...

Daca ma intreaba cineva, nu pot spune decat ca treaba asta nu-mi provoaca nici un fel de placere...

Oricum, treaba mea fiind sa dau din cur, pompez, in timp ce fata o da pe strigaturi:

- Doaaaamne! Ce doaaaare! Doamne, Doamne, Doamne! Ce tare doarrrrreeeee! Nu te opri! Chinuie-ma, chinuie-ma! Ahhhh! Ma fut! Ce biiiiine e!...

Iar da in orgasm, tremurand, convulsionandu-se, agitandu-se, in timp ce eu o tin bine de solduri si... bag mare!

Acuma, cum eu simt ce simt de la afurisitul de cocean, presupun ca nu ma minte.

Chiar c-o doare!

In acelasi timp, simtind ce simt inauntru, nici mie nu-mi mai vine sa-mi dau drumul...

Ma opresc si o rog pe Nora sa se intoarca in patru labe.

Nu sta pe ganduri -- i-o bag iarasi, pe la spate...

Tot simt afurisitul de cocean, de data asta cu cealalta parte a pulii, insa... tot n-am vreo senzatie de placere...

Cand realizez ca imi bag pula-n curul ei de mai bine de o ora, chiar ma intreb daca fata o sa mai fie in stare sa mearga normal dupa asa o experienta...

O tin strans de solduri, ma concentrez, apoi incep sa dau din cur fara mila, hotarat fiind sa termin...

In sfarsit! Reusesc! Ii umplu curul de sloboz!

O imping, ajutand-o sa se intinda pe burta, tinandu-mi pula-n curul ei pana mi se inmoaie...




Nora and Ben, A Story of Love



She leaned against the cold brick wall, trying to defend herself from the three hoodlums. 'Leave me alone!' she yelled, covering her breasts with her left arm, while slapping away the many hands that were trying to go under her short shirt. 

'All we want is some of that sexy ass, baby,' one of the punks said, trying his best to get a feel between her legs. 'Come on honey; give up some of this hot, little thing,' he laughed, reaching under her skirt and felt her smooth panties. 'Oh please give us some!' he added, shoving his hand to her throat and knew it was time to get serious. 

'No!' she tried screaming but the boys hand was beginning to choke her and now she was really getting scared. There was no was she wanted to be raped and it was about to happen. 'Please let me go,' she begged, but these young boys were after one thing and nothing would change their minds. 

The leader of the three held her throat as tight as he could, while the other two tried ripping off her skirt. 'Come on, you dumb ass mother fuckers! I'd like some of this sweet pussy before I'm too old to enjoy it!' he said squeezing her throat as harder, not caring if she could breath or not. She looked so hot in the white blouse, short skirt and the matching black nylons on her long, slender legs. 

'We trying our best,' a short boy said, trying to jerk down the skirt, but she was kicking him. 'This fuckin' bitch don't even want to give it up!' he laughed pulling at her skirt, but her long legs and high heels kept them away. 

'Knock the fuckin' bitch out or something!' the last boy said trying his best to grab the short skirt and pull it down. 'I need some damn pussy!' he said as his cock grew out of control, thinking of how good this long legged woman was going to be. 

'You fuckin' do it,' the leader said trying to hold the squirming woman against the wall, but she was putting up a good fight and his arms were getting tired. 'We need to do something and fast!' he added as she continued to fight like nothing he'd ever been up against. 

'Let me go!' she screamed and noticed the boy had turned towards her. She drew back her left leg, thrust it up and hit him right between his legs. He quickly let go of her throat as he doubled over in pain, grabbing himself. 

'You fuckin' cunt!' he groaned, holding his balls, hoping that she hadn't hurt his most prized object. 'I'm goin' kill you!' he drew back his fist and started to swing, but didn't see the baseball bat swinging towards his back. 

'THUMP!' The hard wooden bat sent him to the ground screaming out in pain.

'You mother fucker!' one of the other boys yelled rushing towards the young guy that had sent their ring leader to the ground. 'You're goin' to die, bitch!' he yelled as they tackled him and began beating him with no mercy.

The woman grabbed the bat and started swinging it down to the boys as hard as she could, until they ran away. 'Are ok?' she asked dropping to her knees, seeing that the kid was bleeding from his mouth and above his right eye. 

He just looked up in a daze and couldn't believe who she was. It was Nora, the beautiful woman that lived across the courtyard from him. 'I'm fine, did they hurt you?' he moaned trying to sit up. 

'I'm ok, but you're bleeding pretty bad,' she said rooting through her purse for something to wipe the blood from his eye, noticing a pair of smashed, black glasses lying next to him and that's when she recognized him. He was the sweet guy, Ben, that was always trying to flirt with her, but she'd constantly ignored him. He was just a kid; she was nearing forty-five and thought that he has no business flirting with her like he did. 'We need to get you home, so I can clean this up,' she added, feeling so bad for him and now wished that she would have a little nicer to him. 

'My glasses!' he yelled as tears ran down his face. How was he going to read, how was he going to use his computer and how was he going to see the beautiful woman he loved so much? 'No!' he sobbed as more tears rolled down his face, trying to think of a way to replace them, but they cost so much money.

'Come on, it'll be ok.' Nora said hugging him tightly, trying her best to comfort him. 'Let's get you up to my place. Maybe their not that bad and we can get them fixed,' she smiled, putting the smashed glasses in her purse, hoping to calm down her young admirer. 

He looked up to her and knew the glasses he used to live were gone and now he'd be doomed to a life of boredom without them. 'They're smashed so bad, nobody came fix them,' he said, wishing he could see her long brown hair and her pretty blue eyes better, but she was so blurry without the glasses. So many times he'd just sit, watching Nora on her balcony watering her plants or she'd step out to catch a breath of cool morning air and now it was gone. No more enjoying her beautiful face, her long slender legs or her wonderful butt. 

'You never know. They can do a lot these days,' she smiled, wiping the blood from his eye. 'We really need to go! Those punks may come back,' she said in a firm voice as she stood him up. 'Let's hurry!' Nora added as she rushed him down the street and to their apartment building. 

*.

Once in her apartment Nora sat him in a chair and rushed to the bathroom. After getting a warm cloth, gauze and a bottle of antiseptic, she went back to the living room. 'Here we go,' she sat down on the floor in front of him. 'We need to get that cut above your eye cleaned. It's really bad and you should go to the hospital and get it stitched up.' Nora added, noticing her small skirt was up her hips and her tiny, black panties could be seen, but poor Ben couldn't see a thing, so it didn't matter. 

'Oh I can hear it now!' Ben laughed. 'My mom would have a shit-fit. She doesn't like paying for anything, unless it has alcohol in it!' he laughed again, thinking of seeing her face when she opened a massive bill like that. 'Oh shoot! We left my Cokes lying back in the ally,' he said, remembering how bad he wanted the drinks.

Nora worked on his eye and couldn't believe what her admirer was saying. She knew his mother drank a lot, but how could she deny her son going to the doctor? And, when she heard him talking about his Cokes, she couldn't help but laughing at him. 'You silly boy! You're worried about Coke when we both came close to being a just another statistic.' Nora said as a smile filled her face and she wished so much that she'd been a little friendlier to him. He was just a young guy that had a thing for an older woman, her. 

A light scent of her perfume slowly drifted up his nose and Ben knew that he'd died and went to heaven. 'Heck yes I'm thinking of them. I needed a Coke bad and it took me almost two hours to dig up enough change to get some,' he quickly replied thinking of how good one would be right now. He saved the babe he loved so much, got his ass kicked and now, she was doctoring him. What more could a guy want, other than a nice, frosty Coke. 

'You are a crazy little boy!' Nora chuckled as she finished cleaning his eye. 'Tonight is your lucky night,' she smiled, standing back up, wishing that Ben could see her, because he would have gotten a great view. 'I just happen to have your favorite drink in my fridge,' she smiled walking to the small kitchen, to the fridge and pulled out two, cold Cokes. 'I guess they would be good after our fun evening! I'd like a little rum in mine, how about you?' she asked, turning to see him trying to look at her and she saw nothing but sadness on his face. 'Poor baby,' she thought, knowing it had to be killing him being this close to her and not being able to see. He was always looking at her from his balcony, by the mailboxes or just passing in the hall, she knew his eyes were always on her. 

Ben was still in shock that she was talking to him and here he was, in her apartment. 'I guess that would be nice,' he replied, wishing he could see Nora and her beautiful, long legs. She was close to five foot ten inches tall and the best body he'd ever seen in his life. 'How long have you been working at the Hilton?' Ben asked when she sat down next to him, wishing he would be able to see her just for a few seconds. He wanted to scream when her hand touched his, but what would be the use. She didn't want some little snot nose kid like him, when she could get any man she wanted. 

'Oh lord, let me think.' Nora replied, digging in her purse for a cigarette and lit it, trying to think of how long she had been working at the Hilton. 'Shoot, I think it's been about fifteen years now,' she added seeing his very dark eyes trying to focus on her legs, but from the frown on his face, she knew he couldn't see anything. 'I think my days are numbered. There's not much want for a hostess my age, everyone wants a twenty year old, blonde bimbo these days,' she said taking a drink, hoping she'd be able to work until a little longer.

Ben couldn't help but laugh at what Nora said. 'You're kidding? Who would want something like that? You're fucking hot as he...' he said without thinking and knew his face had to be turning red with embarrassment. Nora was beautiful, why would any guy want someone other than her? 

Nora smiled from ear to ear when she heard Ben's sweet words and wished that she'd talked to him before this. 'Thank you,' she whispered, gently caressing his back and noticed that his eye was bleeding again. 'If this keeps up, I'm taking you to the hospital and I'll pay for. Plus, I have very good friend that's a doctor at St. Mary's, she fix you for free.' Nora said dabbing his eye, knowing that it needed stitched up. 

'Cool! Go to the doctors for free,' he laughed enjoying Nora's gentle hands touching him and that wonderful perfume of hers was driving him crazy. 'What do you do there?' he asked feeling her warm breath on his face, trying to imagine her on him, making passionate love. 

'It depends. Some nights I'm the lead hostess and other nights I'm a personal waitress. If you come in to the restaurant and like me, for just five hundred bucks, I'll wait on you hand and foot. Some guys just like me to sit with them and they tell me their problems, things like that. Nothing else!' she quickly added, hoping that Ben didn't think she was a hooker or something. 

He just smiled, wishing he had that kind of money. It would be cool having someone as beautiful as Nora to wait on him like that, but in a small way, she already was. 'Kinda like now, but I don't have any money to pay you,' he said with a smile. 

'After what you did for me tonight,' she paused, wondering what her next words should be. Nora knew Ben liked her, but he was just a kid. 'I owe you big time!' she added running her fingers through his thick, black hair, having a good idea of how she should thank him. 

He just smiled as her loving hand went through his hair and Ben felt his manhood filling with blood. 'This really sucks. I've been drooling over you since the day we moved in here and now I'm only an inch from you and,' he said taking a deep breath. 'I'm lucky I can even see you,' he added putting out his lip. 

'Poor baby.' Nora said in a soft and very loving voice as she hugged him. 'We'll get your glasses fixed first thing in the morning and,' she said feeling her face begin to flush. 'You can look at me all you want,' she added, knowing poor Ben was going to love that. 

'Cool!' was all he could say, hoping that Nora meant it and she'd let him come and hang out with her again. 'You're not just saying that are you?' Ben asked hoping she meant it. 'I know I'm just a kid, but I really like you and I hope we can talk like this more,' he added hoping she didn't think he was some kind of pervert. 

Nora couldn't help smiling at Ben's words. 'Well, you can look, but just don't get too carried away or anything and I think you can stop by anytime you want and we can talk up a storm,' she smiled and saw that his eye was bleeding again. 'I'm going to go change and we're going to see my friend. This is not going to stop on its own,' she said dabbing his eye, knowing it needed more care than she could give. 

*.

Nora led Ben into the hospital up to the front desk. 'Hello there.' Nora smiled at the nurse. 'Is Doctor Shawnee Davis working tonight? We need to get his eye looked at,' she said looking at the full waiting room, knowing this was going to take a very long time.

'Oh yes,' the nurse replied with a heavy Cajon twang. 'She be in the operating room, but I let her know you hear to see her as soon as she come out.' Nurse Jenny replied with a wide smile, remembering this lady was a close friend of Shawnee's. 'It might be a very long while. Fill out these papers and bring them back when you done,' she added looking through some charts, writing a note and stuck it on her desk.

'Thank you.' Nora said pointing to a sofa across the waiting room. 'Let's go sit over there and I'll fill these papers out for you,' she yawned, hoping that her feet would stop hurting. She had a hard night and was ready for bed, but she had to make sure her knight in shining armor was taken care of first. 'Your name sir?' Nora teased in a silly, official sounding voice. 

'Benjamin Roberts.'

'Your age please,' she asked trying not to laugh.

'Nineteen next month,' he said looking at Nora's legs, wondering if she was wearing the tight pair of jeans that fit her so well and he loved seeing her in. 

'Oh really? I'll have to take you to the restaurant and get one of the pretty, young girls' to be your personal waitress,' she said with a big smile, knowing that Ben would go crazy if he saw some of the girls' that she worked with. 

Ben heard Nora and knew he didn't want just any girl, he wanted her. 'Nah, if you did something like that for me,' he paused, hoping that she wouldn't get mad at him. 'I'd want you to do it,' he smiled and felt blood rushing between his legs, just thinking of Nora in her awesome waitress outfit and her spoiling him. 

Nora felt a warm, exciting rush of love in her heart when she heard what Ben said. 'You're a silly, silly boy. You should see some of the girls' I work with. You'd shit your pants,' she replied, wondering why he liked her so much. She was close to forty-five years old and could be his mother, but he followed her around like a lost puppy trying to find its mother. 'Why do you like me so much? I could be your mother.' Nora asked in a soft voice as she reached to caress the side of his face.

'First off, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life and you're so sweet, even though you've never talked to me until tonight,' he said remembering the one hundred dollar gift card from Wal-mart that he found slipped under his door at Christmas. 'I know that you're the one that gave me the gift card too.' Ben added, watching her and could swear he saw her smiling. 'I knew it was you,' he smiled, wishing that he could give her a hug or even a small kiss, but he wasn't going to screw things up now.

Nora felt her heart racing and it felt good. 'I heard you and your mom fighting about Christmas and how bad you wanted something for your computer. I couldn't remember what it was, so I figured the card would help you get it,' she smiled and knew it was going to be hard to hold back her emotions now. 

'Thank you very much,' he said running his hand over her back, enjoying the feel of her silk blouse and he wasn't sure, but he thought she was trembling from his touch. 'Nah,' he thought. Why would she get excited over him? He wasn't the least bit handsome and in his opinion, he was ugly as hell. 'I got a video card for my computer and a few other things too,' he smiled and wanted to hug Nora so bad he hurt. 

Nora felt like he wanted to hug her and it was weird, she wanted him to. She hadn't been hugged by a man in years. Well, a few guys hugged her at work to thank her for doing something or maybe on a special occasion, but never in a sexual way and suddenly Nora missed it very much. This young kid was bringing her from her shell and it was a good feeling. She just wasn't sure if she should be flirting with Ben or not. He was just a kid that thought he was in love with her and she didn't want him to get hurt.

'I'm glad you enjoyed it so much,' she softly whispered as his caring hand gently caressed her back and she wanted to scream. Nora knew how much Ben liked her and now his hand was sending feelings through her body that she'd kept hidden deep in the back of her mind for the last twenty-five years and were never to be released. 'Ok, so how tall are you and how much do you weigh?' she quickly asked, hoping to get her mind off his soft touch and the feelings he was giving her. She continued filling out the papers and after Nora gave them back to the nurse, she sat down beside Ben, closer than before. 

He couldn't resist, he put his arm around her and hugged. 'You should be in bed. My eye will be fine,' he said in a soft voice, watching her pretty blue eyes slowly closing and about shit himself when Nora snuggled against him.

'I'm tired, but you need to get fixed up,' she yawned again, put her head on his shoulder and for the first time in ages, Nora felt so safe and secure and she loved it. 'I could...' Nora stopped to yawn. 'Get used to this,' she smiled enjoying Ben's arm around her back, wondering if he cared for her or if he was just trying to get a piece of ass. 'He'd never do that. He's too sweet,' she thought fighting to keep her eyes open, but it was a lost cause. 

Nora turned to face him and was now completely in his arms. 'Oh my God!' he thought holding the beautiful woman he'd been in love with since he first set eyes on her and wished he could see her better. Her tender body felt so good against him and Ben fought the urge to get hard, but her warm breath blowing on his face, her sweet perfume filled his nose and a low moan coming from her was too much for the young man. He began to grow out of control. 'I love you so much,' he whispered in her ear, hoping she was sleeping.

Nora lay in his arms and it felt so good to be held after so many years on loneliness. 'I love you too,' she moaned snuggling against Ben as visions of the past and the most horrible time in Nora's life filled her mind. 

*.

Nora lay on the bed, her hands holding the headboard and her legs spread wide, enjoying the long, slender shaft moving in and out of her young body. 'Oh Berry! Yes!' she moaned as his aging penis brought her closer to a needed orgasm. The last time they made love, Berry wasn't able to stay hard long enough for her to cum, but Nora had become a master at faking orgasms. 

The sixty-five year old man moved in and out of his young wife, praying that he could stay hard and please her. 'Come on baby. Cum for me,' he smiled moving faster, wishing she'd remember the movie they had just watched. He tried everything he could to please Nora and after watching the movie, Berry wanted her to call him Daddy. He knew it would keep him hard, but Nora must not have understood what he wanted. 

She felt him start to go down and Nora wanted to scream. 'No!' she screamed to herself, hoping he'd just hold on a few more minutes, but she knew he couldn't. 'Fuck me!' she cried, trying to think of a way to keep her husband up and fucking her and that's when it came to her. 'Why didn't you just tell me what you wanted,' she thought and hoped she could do this. 'Fuck me...Daddy! Fuck your daughter!' Nora yelled out as she hugged his neck and to her amazement, it was working. Berry's manhood grew harder and he was screwing her like a young boy, not a sixty-five year old man. 

'That's Daddy's girl,' he smiled enjoying his shaft being so hard again and he knew that Nora wouldn't have to fake anything tonight. 'Cum on Daddy's hard thing,' he whispered in her ear and she went wild under him. 'Are you Daddy's little girl?' he asked and a loud scream of 'yes' filled his ears. 




Nora and Ben, A Story of Love



She went wild and could not believe that something so perverted was turning her on this much. 'Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck my hot pussy harder!' she screamed and didn't care if anyone heard or not. 'Fuck me, Daddy!' Nora continued screaming and she felt so good, knowing that she would be cuming soon. 

Berry screwed her just as if he was eighteen again and he knew life couldn't get any better than this. He was wealthy, had the home of his dreams, a young wife that loved to screw and the son he'd been dreaming of all his life. 'Cum for Daddy,' he said pumping her tight, little body as hard and as fast as he could, hoping that Nora would cum for him. Berry knew that he was an old man and if things didn't change in bed, he was sure to loose Nora to a younger man. 

'Oh yes, Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck me harder, Daddy!' Nora squealed and a warm rush went over her thighs and straight to her aching mound. Berry moved faster, giving Nora feelings that she never thought possible until now. Her husband was finally going to please her. 'My Daddy! My sweet, sexy Daddy!' she moaned as that warm rush turned into a full blown fire. 'I'm cuming, Daddy! I'm cuming on your thing!' Nora screamed loud as the most incredible feelings tore through her body. Her head began to spin, her heart pumped so hard she thought it was going to explode and her tiny pussy locked around him like a vise. 

Berry moved as fast as he could move, ignoring the horrible pain in his chest, thinking it was just heartburn from dinner. 'Come baby, cum for Daddy,' he smiled as Nora exploded; cuming around his hard shaft. 'That's Daddy's girl,' he said moving in and out of her young body. 'Oh hell yes!' Berry yelled out as he began filling Nora with his hot seeds of life, hoping that she'd give him another son or, a daughter that would be just as beautiful as she was. 

'Yes Daddy!' she moaned hugging him tight, enjoying the feel of his warm cum shooting deep in her body. 'Give me another baby, Daddy,' she moaned as he filled and pumped her tiny mound with no mercy and Nora loved it. 

Berry collapsed on her and felt like he was only seconds away from dying in her arms. 'Damn, I'm hurting bad,' he moaned, got up and rushed to the bathroom for a nitroglycerine pill from the medicine cabinet. 'I'm so fucking stupid,' he said slipping the pill under his tongue and hoped it would save his life. 'I love fucking her, but it's going to kill me,' he thought as Nora moved behind him and hugged. 

'You scared me to death,' she said hugging him as tight as she could. 'I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you,' she whispered as tears ran from her pretty eyes, trying to imagine leaving without this wonderful man. 

'Don't you worry about that,' he replied as he turned around to hug her. 'I'm not going anywhere,' he added and knew that he best go see his attorney first thing in the morning and sign the will. He'd never forgive himself if something did happen, leaving Nora and his son penniless. His vengeful ex-wife wouldn't give them a single dollar. 

She wiped her eyes and smiled. 'You better not,' she said putting out her lower lip, just the way he liked. 'I'd die without my Daddy to hold me,' she added with a wink and knew how they'd be making love from now on. 

*.

The morning Nora woke up, slipped on a shirt and made her way through the massive house to find Berry and their son. She neared the kitchen and heard Berry fixing the baby his breakfast. 'Here you go little man. You need to eat fast because you and I have a lot of errands to run.' Berry said as he sat down a warm bowl of oats in front of the baby. 'We need to get Mommy some flowers, get Daddy's tires checked and go see Mr. Burns,' he added taking a drink of coffee and sat down to help his son eat.

'You're one of a kind.' Nora whispered as tears of love filled her eyes and she continued to the men she loved. 'Good morning,' she said moving behind Berry, giving him a loving hug. 'Hi baby. How's Mommy's baby today?' she asked the small boy, watching him slamming his spoon on the tray of his highchair. 

'I thought I'd get up and give you a break today.' Berry smiled pouring Nora a cup of coffee. 'I have some things to do and I'm taking JR. with me,' he added, watching the baby playing in his food and his beautiful, young wife drinking her coffee. 'What a great life I have,' he thought.

After Berry left, Nora cleaned house, had more coffee and decided to lay out by the pool. 'It's a beautiful day!' she said flopping in a chair, enjoying the warm sun on her full breasts and the rest of her tall, nude body. Nora began thinking of last night and how exciting it was to call Berry Daddy. Her mound started tingling and she couldn't resist playing her breasts and rubbing her now wet pussy. 'Oh Daddy!' she moaned slipping a finger deep into her body, thinking of his hard shaft and how great it felt as he fucked her with no mercy. 'Fuck me, Daddy!' she cried as two more fingers entered her wet, excited cavern. 'Fuck my pussy, Daddy!' she cried out as wonderful feelings flooded her young body, hoping that Berry would be up for fucking her when he came home.

'DING DONG'

'Oh no!' Nora moaned when she heard the door bell. 'Maybe it's my Daddy,' she smiled grabbing her panties and shirt, putting them on as fast as she could and rushed in the house to the door. 'Did you forget your k...' she pulled opened the door and to her surprise, there stood two policemen. 'Can I help you?' she asked with a smile, but from the solemn looks on their faces, she quickly realized that something was wrong. 

'Ma'am, are you Nora Peters, wife of Berry Peters,' the older of the two men asked Nora. 

'Yes I am,' she replied and for some odd reason, her heart began to pound out of control. 

'Ma'am, I hate to tell you this, but there's been a horrible car crash involving your husband and baby,' the man said, watching Nora's face turn white and her knees giving out. He quickly grabbed her in his arms and rushed her into the house. 'Find the kitchen and get her some water,' he said to his partner sitting Nora in a chair. 'Ma'am, your husband is dead and your baby is in critical condition.' 

*.

Nora jumped up as tears poured from her eyes and she ran from the hospital as fast as she could go. 'Oh my God!' she said running into the parking lot and fell to her knees. 'I hate the fucking dream,' she said as her heart pounded and the horrible thoughts of long ago rushed through her brain. She lit a cigarette with her trembling hands and felt a warm hand caressing her back.

'Are you okay?' Ben asked with concern for the woman he cared for. 'You scared the crap out of me,' he laughed sitting on a curb and pulled Nora down next to him, wondering what kind of dream could upset her so bad.

She just smiled at him, knowing that it was going to be so hard to keep from falling for this young man and his charming ways. 'I'm fine,' she smiled returning his hug, hoping that she could resist him. 'I didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry.' Nora whispered, hugging him tighter than she wanted, but she also needed someone to love. She'd been alone far too long and her body was slowly being awakened by this persistent, young man and it felt so good. 

'What did you dream?' he asked, not seeing the lost and hurt look on her pretty face, but he could feel her suck in a deep breath of air, wondering what had upset her so much. 

'I'm okay.' Nora quickly said, hoping that Ben would drop it. She wasn't going to bring up the past, even for him and Nora knew this kid was so close to wining her heart. 'It'll be morning soon,' she smiled and couldn't wait to get him to an eye doctor for new glasses. She wanted him to be able to see her and once he did, she knew her body would be more excited than it had been in many, many years. This kid loved looking at her and deep down, Nora liked it too. It made her feel good knowing that she turned Ben on that much. 'We're going to the first eye doctor we see,' she smiled, knowing that it had to be killing him not being able to see her. 

'I can try to fix my other pair,' he said. 'You don't have to waist your money on me.' Ben said and when Nora jerked her body towards him, he knew that she was mad. 

'Bull shit!' she yelled pointing her finger to his face. 'You fucking saved me from them fuckers. I'm getting you the best pair of glasses that money can buy and you're not going to say another word about it!' Nora said in a cool voice. 'Do you understand me?' she growled at Ben. 

He was in shock when Nora spoke to him like that and it hurt his feelings. 'Okay, I'm sorry.' Ben said wishing he could see, if he could he'd just leave and go back home. He pulled from her and stood up to go back inside, but Nora grabbed his arm. 

'I'm sorry.' Nora said hugging him as tight as she could, enjoying the feel of his body pressed to hers. 'Mmm, a girl could really learn to like this,' she whispered in his ear, feelings his hands moving over her butt cheeks, gently caressing them. 'You better be careful,' she whispered again as a small fire began to burn between her long and slender legs. 'I haven't been with a man in a very, very long time.' Nora moaned as Ben grabbed her tighter, shoving her hips to his and that's when Nora knew she had to have him. His young shaft was as hard as a rock and it was all for her. 

'I'd be more than willing to end that for you,' he said gently squeezing and caressing her slim butt, enjoying her soft moans and her pushing against him. 

Nora just smiled, hoping she could give herself to him. 'We'll see. I don't want to rush things and,' she paused to gently touch his face. 'I'm more than twice your age,' she whispered having a good idea that Ben didn't care the least bit about that. He'd be looking and trying to flirt with her for a long time. 

'So,' he replied, continuing to seduce her shapely but with his gentle touch. 'I wouldn't care if you were three times my age, I'd still be crazy about you,' he smiled wishing so much that he could see her better and the look on her gorgeous face. 

'My silly, silly boy.' Nora smiled, pressing herself against Ben, wondering if he'd be able to please her long, lost desires or not. She hadn't been with a man since her last night with Berry twenty-five years ago. 'I might rape you, buster!' she giggled as that small fire between her legs began to grow out of control, but something in her brain made her back away. 'I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry,' she said easing back down to the curb and lit another cigarette. 

'It's alright. I'm a big boy.' Ben replied, sitting down next to her and couldn't resist slipping his arm around her waist again. 'Can I ask you something?' he said looking to her eyes, wishing he could see her. So many times he wished to be this close to Nora and now he was, but he couldn't see a thing. 

She looked at Ben, wondering why he liked her as much as he did. He was young, sweet and should find a girl his own age, but he spent all his time trying to flirt with her. 'Sure,' she said taking a deep drag from her cigarette.

'Why in the heck are you single?' he asked caressing around her lower back. 'You're beautiful.' Ben added with a smile and froze when he felt Nora's bare skin just above her jeans. He quickly felt himself growing and hoped she didn't see it, but if she did, it was alright and maybe she'd know he really did want her. 

Nora had to smile at him and almost jumped from the curb when his hand touched her. 'Oh my God! You're killing me!' she thought as his caring fingers touched her with more love than she'd known in years. 'I've just never met anyone I liked and you better stop trying to sweet-talk me,' she teased and didn't mind him touching her or the sweet-talk, it felt good. Her only concern was if she would be able to give herself to this young man or not. 

'You need to be sweet-talked and so many other things too.' Ben said before he thought and hoped she didn't mind, but it was true. She was out of this world and Ben wanted her to know it. 

She couldn't believe what he'd said, but it was so sweet. 'What am I going to do with you?' Nora asked with a smile and she couldn't wait to get Ben to an eye doctor. He had to be going crazy. The poor kid lived to check her out and Nora knew he was going to really enjoy being with her once he could see. 

'I could think of a lot of things you could do with me,' he said and couldn't help but laughing and he wanted to see her so bad. 'I can't wait to see you. This really sucks!' Ben added putting his lip out and something he would have never expected happened. Nora gently kissed his lip, sending a bolt of lightening through his body and between his legs. 'Wow!' he gasped, feeling his penis growing again.

Nora was dumbfounded at his words and she couldn't hold back. She leaned to Ben, gently kissed him and it was if the twenty-five years of doing without the love of a man hit her. Things rushed over her so fast her head began to spin, her heart felt as if it was going to pop at any second. But the worst thing of all was the feeling deep in her body, between her thighs. It was like she was on fire. It burned so badly and the need to feel young Ben in her was so overwhelming, it hurt. 

'Tell me about it!' Nora said with a smile, feeling Ben's hand slowly creeping down the back of her jeans to her tiny panties. 'Did you loose something?' she teased, hoping he'd keep right on touching her. Nora hadn't realized how much she missed being touched until now and she wanted more. 

'I'm on an expedition to boldly go where no man has been in years!' he laughed with Nora and they fell into each others arms. 'I can't wait to see you.' Ben moaned enjoying her large breasts smashed against his arm and the feel of her warm panties on his fingers. 

Nora just smiled at him, wondering if she would be able to go through with this or not. She wanted to be held and loved, but he was just a kid and she didn't want either of them to be hurt. 'As soon as we're finished here,' she said caressing the side of his face, enjoying him trying to get his hand down the back of her tight jeans and the tantalizing feelings rushing through her lonely body. 'I'm finding an eye doctor that will fix you up.' Nora added, loosening her jeans without anyone seeing and moved closer to him. She wanted young Ben to enjoy her to the fullest. 

Ben felt her squirming, but didn't realize what she was doing, until his hand slipped deep into her tight pants. 'Oh yes,' he whispered as Nora snuggled against him. 'This is a dream come true,' he moaned in her ear as he softly kissed it and he enjoyed the soft moan that came from someplace deep in her body. 'I'm so hard for you,' he whispered and felt something nice. Nora's loving hand was sliding over his thigh and to his extremely hard shaft. 'Oh Nora!' he panted as her small hand wrapped around it and she gently squeezed. 

'I'll say you are,' she smiled and could believe she was trying to jerk him off in the parking lot of the hospital. 'Do you think of me at night?' Nora asked in a soft voice and loved his moaning. 'Am I good in your dreams?' she asked and he moaned again, trying to push closer to her hand. 'How do you make love to me?' she asked, wondering how her young guy thought of her.

Ben sat enjoying her hand squeezing and stroking him, hoping that this wasn't a dream. 'Yes, you're all I think of day and night,' he moaned, wishing he could pull it out for her. 'You're always wonderful,' he moaned, praying that Nora would do more. He wanted her so bad it hurt just thinking of her. He heard her next question and wasn't sure how to answer. He thought of loving her in so many different ways. 'I always think of you sucking me first,' he said hearing a low moan come from her. 'Then I have you get on top of me,' he added as another low and very lustful moan came from her. 'And, if I make it past that,' he smiled to her before going on. 'I love to have you suck me off,' he said as another moan came from her. 

'It sounds like I'm your whore,' she laughed hoping that he would be able to hold out long enough to please her. She knew a young guy like him would be able to cum and cum for her, but Nora liked a man deep in her, calling her name as she came around his hardness. 

'That's just my dream of you. If you didn't like that, we can do anything you want.' Ben said as Nora squeezed him harder, hoping he wouldn't cum in his jeans. Nora was all he thought of and with his hand down her jeans, her stroking him and the excitement of it all, Ben knew that he could cum at any second. 

She just continued stroking her young man, thinking of sucking him and the feel of being on top with his stiffness in her body was great. 'I'll love it all!' she panted, thinking of his very, very hard penis in her and Nora also knew that it would only take a few seconds for her too. 'I love sucking a man and I'm really going to love yours,' she whispered, having a good idea that she should stop before he came. 'We should stop, but I'll finish this later, when you can see everything I do to you,' she purred and couldn't wait to get him glasses and back to her apartment to play. He'd been driving her crazy with his innocent smiles, checking out her body and the thought of loving such a young guy was too much for Nora. She was ready to let go of the past and get on with her life, even if it meant making love to a young guy like Ben. 

'Benjamin Roberts. Please come to examination room 22.' A voice said over the loudspeaker, ending their time alone.

'Well, I guess we will have to continue this later.' Nora whispered to Ben, hoping he was just as slow and caring when they were alone. She loved his soft touch and knew she would be his by nights end. 

*.

'So, what brings you in this morning?' a young nurse asked Ben, noticing the large cut about his eye. 'Wow, that's a nasty looking cut,' she added opening a drawer and handed him a large sterile pad to put on it. 

'I was saving a hot looking woman from three punks and as you can see,' he stopped to smile at Nora. 'I got my ass kicked!' he laughed, wishing he could see her.

'Damn! You were lucky,' the nurse said as she wrote on his chart. 'Is there any other places you were hurt?' she asked with concern for him. 

'I got a few kicks in the ribs and on my lower back,' he replied, hoping this wasn't going to take much longer. He wanted to get to an eye doctor as soon as possible. He was with his dream girl, making out with her too and was sitting in this hospital. 

'I'm pretty sure that Dr. Davis is going to want x-rays, so you need to strip down and put this on,' the nurse said rooting in a drawer for a gown, gathered his chart and her notes. 'She's finishing up in surgery and will be in to see you in about 30 minutes,' she added and left the room.

'Dang it!' Ben said with disgust and felt two soft hands on his chest. 

Nora stood before him and slowly began to unbutton his shirt. 'Calm down,' she smiled pulling the torn shirt from him and reached to his jeans. 'We have a few minutes to be alone.' Nora whispered and couldn't get his jeans off fast enough and she loved what she saw. 'Oh my!' she moaned when his long and very hard penis filled her eyes. 'I have a feeling I'm in for a lovely time tonight,' she moaned again reaching to hold his swollen shaft and moved against him. 

'You'll never know how much you mean to me,' he panted enjoying her hand around him, trying to remember how many times he prayed this would happen. 'And, how many times I dreamt being wit you,' he added as Nora gently stroked him.

She just smiled and couldn't resist kissing him. It felt like fire was rushing through her when their lips met and she couldn't wait to get to her apartment. 'You'll never have to dream it again,' she whispered and had a wonderful idea. She slowly sat down on her knees and started placing small, loving kisses all over the tip of his young shaft. 'Oh yes!' she moaned as the soft flesh of his stiffness drove her crazy. Her pussy throbbed with excitement and it felt like she'd wet herself. 'I'm going to screw you to death,' she thought, kissing up and down her future lovers hard shaft, wishing that she'd talked to him before tonight. 




Nora and Ben, A Story of Love



'Oh God!' Ben moaned, leaning against the examination table, hoping he wouldn't fall on the floor or cum on her. Nora was way too special for that and he'd never do it, unless she asked him to. Her warm lips and breath felt wonderful with each of her soft kisses, he fought to hold it in. 

Nora watched his handsome face, having a good idea that her young man was very, very close to cuming. She grabbed the base of him, squeezed as hard as she could, took a breath and took him deep into her mouth. He hit the back of her throat and she sucked with all of her might. He let out a low moan and Nora sucked harder, hoping he'd let go and enjoy her to the fullest, but she could see he was struggle to hold back. 

She eased him from her mouth and caressed his ass, hoping to relax him. 'It's ok,' she smiled, rubbing his long, slender shaft over her face, enjoying its hardness and the feel of him throbbing, knowing it was all for her. 'I want you to do it,' she whispered to him. 'Cum in my mouth!' Nora moaned, sucking him back into her mouth, letting him slide down her throat as far as he would go. 'Come on baby! Do it for me,' she thought as his slender shaft filled her mouth and throat. 'Cum for me, baby!' she thought again, sucking him as her loving hands caressed his ass and very swollen balls. She knew that he must have dreamt this too and Nora wanted all of his dreams to come true. She didn't care what they were. She was willing to do anything he wanted from her.


Ben stood in shock, enjoying the fact he was in Nora's mouth and he tried remembering all his dreams of her doing this, but there was no way possible to count them all. He tried watching, but his horrible vision made it impossible. 'I want to see you,' he said, feeling his eyes filling with tears. This was his dream come true, but he couldn't see a thing and he began to shrink. 

'Oh no!' Nora thought sucking him harder; hoping to keep him up, but it was a lost cause. 'Baby,' she moaned hugging him as tight as she could. Her poor baby wanted to see her so bad, but he couldn't. 'I wanted you to cum, but I'll do it again when you can see it,' she said standing up to give him a hug. 

'This is crap,' he said with a sniff as he reached to wipe his eyes. 'I just wanted to see. You probably think I'm a freak, but I've been watching you so long, it just wouldn't be the same if I couldn't see.' Ben said and was smothered by her warm mouth over his. They kissed long and deep as their hands roamed each others bodies and couldn't wait to be alone in her apartment. 

'Knock knock' 

'Oops! Sorry.' Shawnee laughed, watching her friend Nora quickly pulling from a very young man. 'Nora!' she yelled holding out her arms to hug one of her best friends in the world. 'How you been? It seems like forever since we've seen each other,' she added looking over the young boy as they hugged, wondering if he and Nora were together. 

'I know. I work so much and...' Nora quickly stopped. 'I'm just so busy,' she added, giving Shawnee a distressed look, hoping she'd know to change the subject. 

Shawnee knew that Nora wanted to her to talk about something else and that's when she saw the large cut over the young boys' eye. 'What happened to you?' she asked pulling from Nora and walked to Ben. 'That's a really bad cut. You should have taken the first available doctor to look at it, instead of waiting for me,' she said looking to Nora and for the first time since she'd known Nora, Shawnee saw a warm and loving look on her very beautiful face. 'Oh wow!' Shawnee thought looking at the cut. 'My Nora is in love,' she thought again as a smile filled her face. 

'I know, but the way things are here, I knew that you'd take better care of him,' she replied moving beside Ben and she saw a big smile on Shawnee's face. 'What?' Nora asked knowing her face had to be as red as a tomato. 

'You look so good!' Shawnee said watching Nora's face getting brighter with each passing second. 'Would it be this young man that's making you look like this?' she asked watching a big smile cover Nora's face. 

'It could well be. This is Ben.' Nora said with pride in her voice as she hugged Ben. 'We live in the same building. He's been trying to flirt with me for ages and ages, but I kinda pushed him away, but tonight he saved me from being raped and I realized what a great guy he was,' she added hugging him closer. Nora knew that Shawnee had a taste for older men, so she wouldn't think Nora was wrong for being with Ben.

'You are lucky. I've seen that outfit you wear to work. Your ass should be on your knees thanking him properly girl!' Shawnee laughed knowing that's what Nora was in the process of doing when she interrupted them. 

Nora laughed and gave Ben a loving pat on the back. 'What do you think I was doing when you barged in on us!' she giggled as her face filled with blood and she knew it had to be red. 

Ben stood listening to them talking and something occurred to him. Nora had the most awesome voice. She never spoke to him and this was the first time he realized just how nice it was. She pronounced every word clearly, but yet it was soft, loving and could mesmerize a person to fall asleep in just a few seconds. 

'Do you remember Dr. Weller? You're never going to believe this.' Shawnee said pulling a few things out of a nearby cabinet and pulled a stool next to Ben. 'That night I met my Caleb, Weller was acting crazier than ever. Well, I ended up going home with Caleb and pretty much moved in with him,' she added wiping off Ben's cut. 

'Oh, you dirty girl.' Nora laughed as she watched Shawnee face turning a light shade of pink. 'You always liked older men,' she added sitting next to Ben and hugged him. 'I can't say much. I'm developing a taste for very young men,' she said with a wink and couldn't wait to get him home to find out all the pleasures a young man could give her. 

'Shoot! Go for it! Life is too fucking short to be held back by something as dumb as age.' Shawnee quickly said smiling to Nora. 'If I hadn't taken a chance with Caleb, I'd still be alone. Oh, back to ol' Weller. Come to find out,' she stopped to rub something on Ben's eye. 'He went out for a few drinks and on the way back to the hospital,' she paused to look at Nora. 'He was the fucker that hit Caleb!' 

'Oh my God!' Nora said covering her mouth in shock and couldn't believe what Shawnee said. 'What happened to him?' she asked watching Shawnee tape Ben's eye and she couldn't wait to find an eye doctor. 

'He went to jail and the next day a big, fancy lawyer came to our house. He offered Caleb so much money not to press charges. Caleb thought about and figured what the heck and took the money.' Shawnee said tossing some wrappers in the trashcan. 

'How much was it?' Nora asked hoping her two good friends got a big bundle of money. They deserved nothing but the best. 

'I'm not supposed to say, but,' she paused, leaned towards Nora and whispered. 

'Oh my God!' Nora said with excitement in her soft voice, knowing they would never have to worry about money again. 'I hope you put in a good bank,' she added, knowing some banks that would love to have their business. 

'Two days after that we left the country and went to this beautiful island way down south.' Shawnee smiled. 'With the way our shitty government taxes everything, Caleb figured it would be best to do that,' she added with a smile.

'Tell me about. All the taxes I've paid over the years I could fund this place for years.' Nora said before thinking, hoping Ben didn't realize what she was talking about. 

Shawnee gave Nora a puzzled look, wondering if Ben knew. 'I have one other thing to tell you,' she smiled, knowing her next words would make Nora very happy. 'This coming July, you're going to be an Aunt,' she smiled, watching Nora's face light up and she jumped into Shawnee's arms.

'I'm so happy for you.' Nora said as tears ran from her eyes. In a way Nora wished she hadn't spent her life alone. She loved kids and wanted more, but after Berry died, she gave up on life. 

'Caleb is so happy and a little worried. He's so afraid it'll have the same birth defects he has, but I keep telling him everything will be ok. He's a worrier!' Shawnee laughed.

'You know how men can be!' Nora laughed giving Ben a playful slap on the back. 'This guy right here has been trying to flirt with me for over a year now and he never gave up,' she smiled hugging him. 'I feel bad I didn't talk to him, but all that's over now. I'm not letting him out of my sight!' she added leaning to Ben and kissed him.

'I'm glad of that. You're still a young woman and you had no business just giving up on life. Everyone needs somebody to love and it's about time you got somebody.' Shawnee said with a big smile. 'You make sure that she does not try to push you away.' Shawnee said to Ben. 'She's had a tough life and she needs a guy that will get her ass out and start living and spending some of her money.' Shawnee added seeing a firm look on Nora's face, but she didn't care. If Nora didn't tell Ben everything, she might try to run from him. 'She is loaded.' Shawnee smiled. 'She has no business working or living where she does, but she wouldn't have met you.' Shawnee smiled.

'You brat!' Nora said and was a little upset, but what the heck, Shawnee was right. 'My late husband left me over forty million dollars,' she added, enjoying the look on Ben's face. 'I just couldn't spend it, but now, I'm hoping that you'll help me,' she smiled giving Ben a hug. 

'Wow! I have a beautiful woman that's rich as hell.' Ben said with a big grin. 'And, she likes me,' he added with a bigger smile.

'I think it's a little more than like you buster. I couldn't tell how good you made me feel with your flirting and that little smile of yours.' Nora hugged Ben tight. 'There were so many days that I just wanted to give up, but I'd see you by the mailboxes just smiling away and I'd feel so good,' she added feeling tears in her eyes. 

'I came close to throwing in the towel a few times. You're a tough lady!' Ben laughed hugging Nora. 'I'm glad I didn't,' he added, wishing that they were alone. He wanted Nora so badly. 

'Ok.' Shawnee laughed at Nora and her new guy Ben. 'I think you two should get your asses home and get to it!' she laughed. 'Just don't kill each other. She hasn't been with a guy in a long, long time so, you might think of tying her up!' Shawnee laughed thinking of Nora raping the young guy. 

'Now that might be fun!' Nora laughed as visions of being tied up filled her mind and Ben doing anything he wanted to her. 'We need to find a store before we go home,' she said with a wink and enjoyed the look on Ben's face. 

'Cool!' was all he could say thinking of her tied up and doing anything he wanted, but he had a good that he'd be doing that anyhow. 

'I need to get back to work. You guys have fun and you need to tell him one other thing! I'm calling you in a few days to make sure you do.' Shawnee said in a firm voice pointing to Nora.

'I will,' she replied with a worried look on her face, hoping that Ben wouldn't think any less of her. 'You ready?' Nora asked grabbing his penis and squeezed. 'We need to get you glasses before I just say the hell with it and fuck you right here,' she moaned as her hand slid up and down his long, slender shaft. 

'I have a feeling that I might need some rope for you,' he said grabbing her ass and he squeezed it hard. 'Would you like that?' he asked enjoying the long, lustful moan that came from deep in Nora's body. 

'I'll love anything you do to me,' she panted, wishing they could do it right here, but she wanted Ben to see everything. The poor kid loved looking at her and Nora knew how bad he wanted to see them do it. 'Get dressed and let's go!' Nora said pulling from him before she did end up doing it. She wanted it right, at her place, with Ben seeing it all. 

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Ben sat looking at Nora and he still could not believe this was happening. Her beautiful face filled his eyes and he couldn't wait to be with her. 'You're so pretty,' he smiled looking through his new glasses. 

'Now you can look at me all you want.' Nora whispered watching his eyes roam down her chest to her extremely hard and excited nipples. 'When I suck you, I'm putting them around it!' Nora purred with lust in her soft voice and she knew there was no way she could wait any longer. She dug in her purse, pulled out her cell phone and dialed. 'Hello, this is Nora Peters. I need one of your best cars at the Bluebird café as soon as possible,' she said into the phone and she waited this young boy sitting in front of her now. 'That'll be fine. Just bill it like normal and throw in a $500 dollar tip for the driver. Thank you.' Nora said as she closed the phone and smiled at Ben. 'I hope you won't mind doing it in a limo?' she asked looking over his face and the new gold glasses. 

'You're kidding? That will be so hot and you know what the best part will be?' he asked looking to the face that had filled his mind for the past year and he loved so much. 'I'll get to see it all,' he added feeling tears running down his face. 'I've loved you since the first time I ever saw you,' he said watching her pretty blue eyes tearing up. 'I came so close to giving up on you, but something inside me said no and I'm glad I listened to it,' he said sniffing back a tear and looked to see a beautiful limo pull up to the curb. 'That was fast!' he laughed enjoying the warm, loving smile on Nora's face. 

'I use them once and a while and I tip very well,' she replied gathering her things. 'Let's get to it, mister,' she winked as they opened the door and climbed in before the driver had a chance to open the door

'Good afternoon Mrs. Peters.' a voice asked through the intercom. 'How are you today?' he asked. 

'I'm just great,' she said reaching to grab Ben's hard shaft. 'I think we'd like to drive around, enjoy the sites and not be disturbed for anything!' she said in a very firm voice as she slowly unzipped Ben's pants.

'Very good, ma'am.' The voice said. 

'He can't see or hear us, can he?' Ben asked. Nora was his and he did not want any other guy to see her, but him. 

'Oh no! This is the best company in town. The Hilton uses them all the time. A few of our waitresses do some side work and we always call these guys,' she said moving to the floor in front of Ben. 'Now you can see everything I do to you,' she whispered in a seductive voice as she licked up the underside of his growing shaft. 'My new, handsome love,' she smiled licking him again, stopping to lick around his swollen head and sucking it in her warm mouth.

Ben watched Nora as she slid in the floor. Her beautiful face was all he lived to see and now, she was only seconds away from making his dreams come true. He looked on as she pulled his swelling shaft from his pants and he couldn't help but moaning as her wet tongue licked. 'Ahhh!' he moaned as sensations he could have never imagined raced through his penis and to his spinning brain. 'Oh Nora!' he whimpered, watching the head of his penis vanish into her mouth and it was just wonderful. Nora was so beautiful and it was still so hard for Ben to believe this was real. 

Nora looked at Ben and she couldn't but smiling around her young man. 'Relax baby,' she said to herself, sucking him a bit deeper, making sure to give him all the pleasures she possibly could. 'This time you're cuming for me,' she thought again, moving ever so slowly up and down his long, beautiful shaft and she couldn't wait for him to release his warm seeds in her mouth. 'Come on baby,' she thought as her pace quickened. She wanted him to fill her mouth and then, she was going to fuck him to death. Nora hadn't had a penis in her body for 25 years and it was time to make up for it. She let him pop from her mouth, she looked up and said, 'cum in my mouth! Then, I'm letting you fuck me anyway you want!' she said panting for air and swallowed him deeper than ever. 

Ben watched as Nora made his dream come true. So many times he'd sit, thinking of being in this very position with her and here they were. Nora sucked him so wonderfully while he looked at her pretty face and caressing her soft hair. 'I love you!' he couldn't help but moaning as he slid in and out of her loving mouth. He'd dreamt this so many times, but all of his dreams could not compare to the real thing. He watched enjoying the site of her pink lips wrapped so tightly around his shaft and the tiny sucking sounds she made. 'Oh Nora!' he moaned louder, feeling he was getting closer. 

She continued looking at him with her eyes, knowing it was driving him crazy. 'Come on baby!' she thought sucking him harder, letting him ease to the back of her throat and gently sliding into it. Nora sucked hard as his moaning filled her ears and she couldn't wait for him to cum. 'Do it baby! Cum for me!' she thought sucking hard, feeling him going deeper into her throat and it was so good. 

He watched her pink lips around him, her jaws sucked in and her moans drove him over the edge. 'Oh yes! Nora! Nora!' Ben yelled out and didn't care if the driver or everyone they drove by heard it. He was coming in the mouth of the most beautiful woman in the entire world. 'I love you! Oh I love you so much,' he said as he began to cry, hugging her as best as he could, never wanting to let her go.

Nora knew it was time. She looked up and started sucking him as fast as she could move. 'Come on baby,' she thought as his stiff penis slid in and out of her warm, drooling mouth. 'Cum baby! Cum!' she thought again, sucking him with all of her might and it happened. Ben's stiff, young cock erupted, shooting his warm gift in her mouth and down her wanting throat. 'That's my baby!' she thought, continuing to suck him as hard as she could. 'Give me all that wonderful stuff,' she thought as squirt after squirt of cum shot in her. 

Ben fell back on the seat and he still could not believe this was happening, but when Nora pulled down her jeans and moved over him, he knew it was real. 'I love you,' he whispered as she reached to guide his stiffened penis between her long legs. 'Oh God! Oh God!' he cried sliding in her with no effort. She was so wet and excited and it was all for him. 'I want you to cum on me,' he whispered in her ear. 'Cum on my cock!' he said hugging her tight as her slender hips went wild, moving in so many different directions. 

Nora was in heaven. At long last, a man was in her. A man that would love her as much or more than her late husband ever could have. 'Yes! I'm all yours! Make me cum!' Nora begged, holding his hands, grinding her excited mound all over Ben, knowing she was ready to release so many years of being alone. 

'Come on baby,' he whispered as Nora's hips moved up and down. 'You feel so good!' Ben moaned feeling her muscles tighten around him and wetness pouring from her body. He had a good idea she was getting close and he couldn't wait to have this sexy lady cum on him. He'd been lusting after her for so long and here she was, humping him like a wild animal in heat. 

'My baby,' she whimpered as thoughts of the day Berry was killed and her young baby left in such horrible condition that he needed 24 hour hospital care. She fought to keep the thoughts from her mind. She knew Ben would help and be the best thing that ever happened to her. 'Hold me!' Nora begged, hoping her young lovers soft touch would free her and let her live again. She moved faster, feeling her body letting go and it began to enjoy the long, stiff penis that went deep into her. 

'I've got you and I'm never letting you go.' Ben whispered as he began to cry. For the first time in his life he truly felt loved and it was the most wonderful feeling he'd ever had. His drunken mother never cared about him and made damn sure to tell him how badly he'd messed up her life. After hearing that a few hundred times, it hurt and made it very hard to feel good about yourself, but now Ben felt very good. He had a beautiful woman on him, a woman that needed as much love and tenderness as he did. 




Nora and Ben, A Story of Love



Nora heard Ben's sweet words and she cried with him. 'I love you so much,' she sobbed as her hips kept moving, sliding Ben in and out of her tender body. 'Thank you for not giving up on me. You'll never know how good you always made me feel.' Nora said with a little sniff as a long lost feeling swept over her body. 'Oh my Lord!' she cried falling against him, moving faster, with more need than ever. 'Oh Ben! Oh Ben!' she squealed as a powerful orgasm swept over her. 'Oh my wonderful Ben!' she cried in his arms, enjoying the sensations overtaking her body and Nora knew that she'd never be lonely again. 

Well, I do hope you liked this. Please remember to vote and maybe leave a comment.