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Several months later as spring became summer I noticed over lunch that something had changed. It was the beginning of a new week, we had just endured a busy week at work but successfully achieved our targets. But on Monday morning Lauren seemed distant. She was distracted and moody and I just assumed the obvious. By the middle of the week she finally seemed to come to terms with whatever was troubling her and asked me if I would like to accompany her on a trip down south for some important meetings. I agreed immediately, if nothing else it would be a break in routine. We would leave on Thursday and be back on Friday evening. Since she was my supervisor she made all the plans for hotel rooms, thinking it would be better to go the night before and be fresh for the morning.

Rachel was fine with it when I told her. Lauren was a friend and my boss, it would be a good little adventure. Even the overnight stay didn’t seem to phase her. I happily packed my bags and imagined how I might seduce my boss but knew what awaited us were mundane business meetings and boredom.

It was a five hour drive to the hotel and I was in heaven smelling Lauren’s perfume throughout the car journey, not to mention how sexy she was dressed. I did sense there was still something on her mind and after several times asking her what was bothering her she finally told me. 

"Joseph is cheating on me."

I was shocked and tried my best to comfort her. No wonder she had not been herself. I had no idea Joseph was having an affair and told her as much. Then she explained how she found out.

“Joseph didn’t play with you guys last week did he?” she asked.

“No, he had something to do.”

“Rachel went out as usual, right?”

“Yes, I’m sure you two have got some stories to tell.” I joked. 

“As it happens, yes, I do have one story to tell you.”

“Last Friday was a busy day at work as you know. I had to call off our night out and work overtime. I told Rachel that I’d be burning the midnight oil.”

“I didn’t realise… I didn’t know… sorry, I would have helped.” I said, confused.

“It's ok, I miscalculated. I had the work complete in a few hours and headed home for a bath and prosecco. When I arrived… Rachel’s car was on my driveway, like it is every Friday night. But she knew I wouldn’t be home… I became suspicious. So drove a bit further down the street before deciding on what to do?”

“What was going on, Lauren?” I asked, concerned at the turn of the conversation and trying to concentrate on the road.

“I waited in the car down the street for almost half an hour with all sorts of things going through my mind. I then decided to call Rachel and tell her I was on my way home and asked if she still wanted to have a drink or two….”

“Oh, she was waiting for you?”

“No,” Lauren said, her green eyes filling with tears, “Rachel declined. She claimed she was feeling ill and was home, going to turn in and have an early night. Ten minutes later I watched Rachel leave my house.”

“Oh yeah, she came home earlier than I expected. I guessed that whatever was keeping Joseph busy must have involved you.”

“I waited another ten minutes before driving back home.”

I looked at Lauren, she looked at me, and then I fixed my eyes back on the road ahead. I knew what she was inferring but I didn’t want to believe it. Rachel had probably gone to Lauren's house out of habit. Joseph had a flame haired goddess for a girlfriend, to think that he might stray was an insane thought. But Lauren stared at me, her eyes dilated, fighting back tears. She was a strong woman, my boss. She wasn’t accustomed to revealing weaknesses to anyone. I reached down and put my hand on her hand.

“Did you say anything to Joseph?”

“I couldn’t… I… I don’t want to lose him.”

“Lauren, there’s probably some reasonable explanation. They didn’t necessarily-”

“I asked him if everything was ok,” she interrupted, “he said he wasn’t feeling well and went straight upstairs to bed. I made myself something to eat and followed him up. He was already in bed with his phone and acted differently when I tried to give him a kiss.”

“There will be an innocent reason. Don’t jump to conclusions.” Rachel grasped my hand and a single tear escaped from the corner of her eye.

“I found a used condom in the waste bin.”

“Oh.” Finally realising the truth. Rachel and Joseph were having an affair. They had cheated… on us. I didn’t feel sad, like Lauren, I felt angry. Lauren sensed my emotional change as I drove onwards towards our destination. 

“I fumed for a few days too… more at myself than the two people in the world that I loved the most. But then I decided I would just get even”.

“Rachel lied to me.” I said half listening to her.

“She did. She lied to us both. I need you to turn off at the next exit.”

“We’re not even halfway?”

“The hotel is in the next town. There is no meeting,” Lauren said “I arranged for us to have tomorrow off and I reserved a room for us at a nice country hotel and spa. We need to come to terms with this.” 

We drove in silence, Lauren staring straight ahead and not even bothering to make polite conversation or explain anything further. Her make-up and clothes were immaculate and I couldn't help but compare her with my sweet and natural Rachel who had, I realised, just cheated on me with my best friend.

As we approached the hotel, I turned to Lauren to see her reaction, hoping for a hint of a smile to relax her stern features. The lit-up windows were warm and welcoming in the velvet blackness of the night and I heard her gasp as she glimpsed the subtle spotlights trained on the ancient stonework.

“Wow, I chose well,” she finally said.

I smiled, happy that I had done something to alleviate the tension of the last half hour, Lauren sighed and continued to stare out of the window. It was a weekday but the car park was full and the only space was on the far side some distance from the house. I grabbed our bags and we walked, like a married couple, towards the inviting entrance.

Lauren, always such a sensitive and kind woman, seemed to come out of her stupor, "I have to apologise. I brought you here under false pretenses. I hope you understand. You’re an amazing man and my cheating boyfriend has coluded with my best friend to have sex together behind our backs.”

“Your best friend, my girlfriend.” 

“They deserve each other. We deserve happiness too. I want to make you happy. I want to make this right.”

“There’s no making this right, Lauren.”

“We’ll make them pay.” I looked down at her warm and concerned face and couldn't help but wonder where Lauren had inherited her ruthlessness. She looked stunningly beautiful with that wicked glint in her sparkling green eyes.

I stood aside to let Lauren through the heavy wooden door and stole a glance at her ass. She dressed to kill and her willowy figure swayed seductively as she walked to the reception and booked us in.

“The bridal suite,” said the receptionist handing me the key, “First right at the top of the stairs, I’ll show you the way and have your bags brought up.”

“The bridal suite?” I whispered to Lauren as we climbed the stairs.

“It was their biggest room. I wanted this to be something special.” 

The room was exceptional. It had a large four poster bed and a huge bathroom with access to a balcony to watch the sunset. 

“Dinner is booked at eight. I’ll leave you to freshen up.” I tipped the bell boy and looked at Lauren as the dying rays of the sun flooded into the room. She looked like she was on fire. I certainly felt hot.

“There’s only one bed.”

“It’s all we need.”

“Oh. Revenge sex?”

“Not just revenge sex, we both know we’ve wanted to do this for quite some time. Now we can.”

She knew I lusted after her. I was once again shocked but I didn't know why, I had been caught on more than one occasion ogling her exquisite femininity. Lauren's logic somehow made sense, I gave her a hug and told her that everything would be ok and leaned in to kiss her cheek. She turned her head to face me at the last moment and our lips met. The next thing I knew, she was passionately kissing me. I had often fantasised about this moment, but I was in shock and could not believe that we were actually kissing. I pulled away suddenly, and shot a puzzled look at this gorgeous lady. Her green eyes stared back at me, as tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.

"Lauren, I’ve always loved you," I muttered to my own amazement. With this, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer for another kiss.

"I love you too. So much. I should have told you this, but I have always been in love with you, I just didn't want to mess up our friendship," Lauren quietly mumbled, as she continued to kiss me.

Before I knew it, Lauren was unbuttoning my shirt, her tears had stopped flowing, and I could see that she was looking at me in a way that I had never seen her look before. I wanted to stop her… I was concerned about her, and didn't want her to do anything she might regret. However, the look in Lauren's amazing green eyes just melted me, and I was unable to resist.

I slid my hands up her blouse and traced the outline of her breasts through her bra. She had amazing nipples that stiffened as if they wanted me to kiss them. I proceeded to nuzzle between her breasts, as she moaned and kissed the top of my head.

"Oh wow! Oh wow, wow, wow! You know how to push my buttons. I am so wet! Stop, you’ve got to stop touching me," she begged, “Dinner is paid for and we are going to need all our energy for later.” She looked towards the four post bed and then back at me with a smile playing across her lips.

“Let’s eat dinner… then I’m eating you!” I announced as we began to fix our disheveled clothes.

“Promises, promises,” Lauren said as we headed down to the restaurant.

The meal was uncomfortable and the sexual tension hung in the air between us like a palpable cloud. My boss toyed with her food while she sent smoldering looks towards me, almost as if anything she said would ignite the sparks between us. The reason for the busy car park soon became obvious when I realised wedding fireworks would soon be let off after the diners had all eaten. The hotel had a broad terrace overlooking a valley and the display was to be set against classical music. It would be spectacular.

"Let's watch?" Lauren asked.

I nodded and Lauren raced out of the building and onto the terrace ahead of me.

The night was cold and the sky speckled with stars. It felt good to be out in the open with such a beautiful woman. She had been on my mind almost constantly over the last couple of year and the need to see her and touch her was becoming unbearable. When I saw her stop and stand by the stone balustrade I at first imagined my mind was playing tricks on me, the craving for her and the stress of the evening becoming too much. I looked again and realised I was powerless to prevent this. Rachel didn’t deserve me, what she did deserve was a taste of her own medicine.

Lauren was breathing hard, her cheeks glowing in the cold air. I gazed at her and again saw that stunning feminine beauty. She wore a vivid red dress and she looked sexy, her long red hair cascading over her shoulders and her dark green eyes sparkling with happiness. She certainly didn't seem to be suffering anymore.

I made my way towards her, knowing as I went, that it was a mistake, I would be no better than my unfaithful girlfriend or my cheating best friend. But I was not able to stop myself all the same. The yearning to see Lauren and touch her was overwhelming but I wondered if it was Lauren I needed, or Rachel?

"Are you sure you want to do this, Lauren?" I murmured as patrons flocked to viewing positions, "There will be no going back to the way things were."

"There's nothing I want more. You’ve been a great friend. We should support each other." She turned back to watch the spectacle but I tried again, desperate to talk to her and just connect with her.

"I'm so damned sorry about what happened. I know we’ve been betrayed but I’ve had feelings for you for a long time too."

She ignored me, concentrating on the fabulous colours that erupted all around us, the bangs echoing around the valley disguising our conversation from those around us.

I took her by the arm and she looked at me in surprise. "Lauren? We don’t need to do this. Let's just talk about it and then we can get over it. What do you think?"

"I didn't think there is anything to say that can’t be said through actions." She looked at me with her big green eyes and I melted inside, my cock stiffening as I thought about how much I would like to make love to her there and then.

I gazed at her, impressed by her cool attitude and dropped her arm. "I don’t want to make things worse."

"What about your Rachel? How would she feel about you cheating on her?"

"She wouldn’t be happy but she’s not happy with me as it is. She chose to be with Joseph. She chose him. She doesn’t get a say in how I live my life anymore."

"See? But my problem is I still love Joseph. How can I compete with someone like Rachel? She’s going to leave you or you’re going to leave her. Rachel will be single and Joseph has already made his bed with her in it. I need to hurt him… hurt them both… make them choose each other knowing what they’ve done and exactly what they are."

I saw a shimmer of tears in her eyes and realised that she was hurting just as much as I was. The thought that my words hurt her made me twist inside and I tried to pull her towards me but she shrank back and turned away.

"Lauren?"

She looked at me and this time I saw a tear run down her cheeks. She looked so sad and I wanted to take her in my arms and soothe away the pain, but I couldn't.

"Do you know how it feels to smell the sex of your partner and your best friend on your bed sheets? How I felt so utterly rejected?"

I looked at her and went to say something but she turned away from me and then, without even looking at me, she was walking away, her coat billowing in the wind. I followed her rapidly as she headed towards the car park, her red hair streaming out behind her as she walked away. I started to run and finally caught up with her, taking her by the arm again as she finally slowed her pace.

I realised she was crying and I pulled her close, wrapping my arms around her as she sobbed against my shoulder. I could smell her sweet scent, perfume mixed with hair shampoo and I held her more tightly as she leaned in to me. Every instinct in my body screamed that this was wrong, I shouldn't be doing this but I needed to feel her against me, her breasts pressed to my chest, her soft skin so close to me.

Her sobs died down and she relaxed, her breathing returning to normal after her flight across the dark gardens. We stood in silence for a while. both of us frightened to break the spell, but I knew that soon we would have to talk and it would be painful for both of us. I kissed the top of her head and this time she didn't pull away so I gently lifted her chin and kissed her lips. She tasted salty from the tears and I softly probed her mouth with my tongue, longing to savour her sweetness, needing so much for our lips to meet and entwine. She responded and I kissed her deeply, my tongue doing what my rock hard penis ached to do. I heard her moan and I moved my hand under her coat to fondle her breasts. She was wearing some sort of thin blouse and I could feel her nipples through the material. I undid the buttons and stroked them firmly. She moaned some more and I flicked my thumb over her swollen buds, feeling the need within her matching my own lust.

"I choose you," she gasped and I leant down to run my hands along her legs. I felt her silky stockings under my fingers and glided up towards her waiting warmth, the soft skin of her thighs such a contrast to the slight friction of her under-garments. She moaned into my ear as I gently ran my hand over her pussy, the heat emanating from her dampness like a miniature furnace. My fingers found her panties and I rubbed my palm over the silk as she squirmed against me, all thoughts of resistance gone. We both knew how much we wanted each other and I needed to feel her so badly it hurt. I softly prised away her panties and stroked her soft lips, feeling the moisture and the heat, knowing that she ached for me just as much as I ached to plunge my cock into her soft sweetness.

While I kissed her, I stroked her puffy lips, my fingers probing gently as she moaned and pulled me tighter. "I want to make you happy, Lauren," I whispered and she gasped as my index and middle finger gently prised her folds apart and entered her soft pussy. I glided my fingers in and out, my tongue massaging hers as we kissed passionately, my cock pushing against her lower stomach as I felt her tighten around my fingers.

"I want you to cum for me," I urged as my fingers found her clitoris and I rubbed in small circles. Our kisses grew more urgent and I could feel her wetness grow under my fingers, her clitoris slippery with her juices as her breathing quickened.

"Oh, yes," she moaned and I pulled away from her, my left hand squeezing and massaging her hard nipples while my right continued its relentless rubbing of her clitoris, my fingers drenched with her fluids as she finally shuddered and cried out.

As she orgasmed I held her close and she leaned into me, her breathing hard and fast. I remember her calling out my name and the feeling of guilt that accompanied it, but most of all I wanted to give her pleasure without any pressure from me and I had achieved that tonight. I removed my hand from her vagina and held her close, my actions seeming to speak louder than words ever could. My erection was harder than I had believed possible but I knew there was little I could do about it except take her to upstairs and ask her to satisfy that need. I knew she would but the thought of it seemed sordid somehow and I resigned myself to dealing with the problem later as I held my beautiful best friends in my arms.

“Let’s go to bed,” She whispered smiling and we linked arms and walked back towards the hotel.

Inside our room we both sat on the big bed, I could feel the nervousness radiating between us. We both would looked at each other yet neither one would say anything. Lauren put some music on the tv and looked up at me.

“So,” she said, “have you ever cheated on anyone?”

“Never.”

“I haven’t either,” and leaned back on the bed.

“That’s why we are finding this so difficult. We are both good people and we know what we are doing is wrong.” I could see down her well proportioned body as she kicked her sandals off just how sexy she was.

“I wonder how it all started with them?” she said then looked at me for a reply.

“I don’t know… but I know Rachel. I think she made the first move,” I said, “at least that was how she came onto me. She likes to get what she wants.” 

Lauren had propped herself up on her elbows, “I think it was me. I think my promotion changed the dynamic between all of us… becoming your boss… working long hours. I asked Joseph to give me a baby and he just looked at me as if I was crazy,” she said, laying her legs flat and slightly spread, “I haven’t been giving Joseph enough attention lately and I pushed Rachel towards him.”

Being able to see like that, on the bed, her beautiful hair splayed over the pillow and her legs open in invitation made my heart pound. She looked down at her cleavage and smiled, pleased with the effect she had upon me. I was beginning to get hard so I rolled over on my belly to face her. I thought it would slow my erection but instead it made it grow as I was able to see farther up her dress.

”Come to think about it, Joseph has been missing a lot of games lately. He is either not online or he quit out quickly with some excuse.” I said trying to keep eye contact with Lauren. “Rachel would always come home later and later.”

“That makes sense. Rachel has cut our Friday nights short on several occasions. They’ve been fucking behind our backs for months. 

“They got complacent. I wonder if they wanted us to find out?”

“We did.” I sighed. 

“So,” she said again ,“what should we do? Should we confront them or just say screw it and have our own affair?” This time she spread her legs a little farther to where I could see that she was wearing lace lingerie under her dress. I ran my hands along her stockings expecting her to change her mind but instead she whispered “let’s just screw.”

“I want to kiss you” I said, “and more…”

“Then why don’t you?”

“Because…”

“You’ve already fingered me?”

“I did.” My heart felt like it was going to burst through my chest and my penis was straining uncomfortably in my pants.

Lauren sat up and leant in for that first, slightly nervous kiss. We sank into the matress and I held her face and we kissed deeply. She reached round me to pull me in close, I was roving a hand across her, I could feel her warmth and softness, her curves, her keenness. My hand slid down across her breasts, but they were encased in top and bra. I wanted to see them and touch them.

I sat her up and reached to lift up her top. Her boobs were even bigger than I though, but still covered in a (lovely, black) bra. Seeing me look, she reached down and pulled her milky, white breasts from their lacy supports. Her perky breasts were revealed at least partially, her nipples were a large pinkish brown oval with a lovely little nub, just offset to the outside of centre. I bent down, cupped her right breast and used light touches of my tongue to swirl around the areola, without yet touching the delightful nipple. Quite quickly, I took her nipple into my mouth, licking and sucking gently. She pulled my head in, clearly enjoying the sensation. My hand moved to her other breast, while my mouth continued on the first one.

After a few seconds she pushed me back upright, and started to unbutton my shirt. “It’s not fair, you not being undressed, when I am all out here on display!” she said. I removed my shirt, and she immediately bent down to remove my boots. She stood up, her ample cleavage pressing against me. I was six foot, and she was only a few inches shorter than me, so I had to bend down to kiss her upturned face. Her hands were on my bum, and mine were on her breasts again as we stood beside the big four post bed that would see us commit our sin.

"Yes, kiss me." Her voice was barely above a whisper. Again time slowed down as our lips touched; light, delicate kisses. My hand slid to her flame red hair, cupping the sides of her face as I kissed her, my lips applying a little more pressure against hers.

She pushed her body into mine as my tongue parted her lips, pausing for a moment as she returned the kiss. Our tongues flicked against each other. She ran her hands over my chest and began unbuttoning my shirt. She broke the kiss as she pulled my shirt loose from my pants. She glanced at my chest, her eyes rising and meeting mine.

“I’m glad we are going to do this.” Lauren whispered. She turned and walked towards the bed as she began unbuttoning her shirt. She felt my hands on her shoulders, sliding her shirt down her lightly freckled arms. Goosebumps rose on her skin at the feel of my hands on her. I felt wanted… loved.  She watched me in the mirror, I was kissing the back of her neck as she crawled back onto the big bed, her skirt sliding to her thighs, one shoe fell off as she turned over onto her back.

I laughed softly as we looked at the mirrors overhead on the ceiling. Her hair fanned back, her black lace bra rising and falling with every breath. She froze; the look on her face, her mouth turned slightly in a smile. She watched my hands remove her last high heel. Heard it hit the carpeted floor. She closed her eyes as I began to massage her feet. Rubbing the balls of her feet, slowly up the arch of her foot, my thumbs forming small circles as I made my way up each foot to her toes.

I tickled the middle of her foot to make her gasp and giggle as she pulled her feet away from me. I then jumped onto the bed next to her, tickling her as she squirmed and writhed against him. We started laughing so hard her eyes began to tear.

"Stop, stop!” she squealed. My hands fell still and I kissed the tears away from her sparkling green eyes. I kissed the tip of her nose. Lauren held her breath, waiting for my lips on hers again. Impatiently she rolled towards me and kissed me hungrily. I returned her kisses, her mouth opening wider with each kiss. My tongue exploring her mouth as I slid my hand behind her and unhooked her bra finally letting her pert breasts hang free.

"Do you like my big nipples? While they embarrass me sometimes they also provide me with pleasure. They're very sensitive and definitely have nerves that run straight to my pussy."

As she spoke my eyes focused on the biggest nipples he'd ever seen. Her areolae were light brown and almost two inches in diameter. They formed a nice background for the slightly darker nipples which I estimated to be at least a half inch tall and quite thick. They were begging to be sucked. Lauren’s tits look exactly like how I imagined them in my hottest fantasies. I had to force myself not to attack them; they deserved to be appreciated visually first. I used my hands to grasp each breast, surrounding the nipples, displaying her erect nubs in a captive pose and moving in closer to study first one and then the other in detail. Staring at her swollen left nipple I could imagine how great it would feel in between my lips and how Lauren would be excited by my mouth. My cock twitched and I could sense that Lauren was also on edge, anticipating my lips and tongue. The big nub looked so sexy, I could almost see the nerves waiting to be tongued. I murmured how spectacular her nipple was and how it was even bigger and better than I had imagined.

“Oh, you’ve been imagining me naked?”

“I’ve cum many times imagining what lay beneath those sexy, tight, dresses of yours.”

Lauren giggled but then gasped as she felt my lips enveloped her nipple. I kept the touch gentle, wanting to feel her nub using the nerves in my lips. Lauren's hips jerked forward and she gasped with my first contact. That in turn made me lose the discipline I was trying to enforce and my lips closed on the swollen flesh more forcefully. It was only seconds later that I couldn't restrain my tongue from joining in the feeling up of her nipple. I loved how my tongue could play with the tall nub. It was so big that I could push it, causing it to bend. I visualised how it would look and feel dragging up my chest. Joseph was right, Lauren had the best tits by far.

Lauren’s skirt was all the way up her thighs as I threw her bra on the floor and unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt. I stood and she raised her legs from the bed, pushing them together so I could slide it off her. My gaze was almost a physical feeling on her skin. She pulled her knees up, her cheeks flushing red as I looked at her. Her red hair against the white comforter, her breasts rising and falling with every breath, her nipples hardening in the air and under my gaze, the curve of her ribs, the swell of her hips, the small rise of her stomach, the black lace of her panties.

I crawled up her, kissing as I went. I wanted her, all of her. I didn’t care about Rachel anymore. Fuck Joseph. I kissed Luren’s mouth and then I leaned back and slowly peeled her stockings off her legs. Kissed the place where her panties met her skin. Licking and kissing this seam against her skin. I could smell her, wanting to taste her, to rip off her panties and dive into that place.

Lauren moaned slightly as I traced where I had just kissed with my fingers. She rose with me to help me tug her panties from her hips. Looking at her face as I slid her panties down her slender, smooth legs. She pulled her legs back up, her arms crossing her chest suddenly embarrassed to be naked in front of another man… another potential lover. 

She was so nervous; I knew what she looked like, all of her, every inch. But I saw her face flush, her nakedness making her more nervous -- but her body reminding her how much she wanted me. I felt desired. It felt good.

"Lauren, I want this. I want you. Let me see you. Relax -- you are so beautiful." I undid my trousers, slid them down my legs, standing there in my boxers. She looked at me -- my toned legs, my silk boxers, continuing upwards to my stomach… to my chest… to my face, to see me smiling at her. She looked stunning and vulnerable and I never wanted any woman more than I wanted her. Lauren sensed this and sighed. A smile appeared on her face as she lowered her legs and I slid next to her on the bed. 

We stared at the image in the ceiling mirror and saw, for the first time, our potential. We were friends and soon to be lovers. We looked good together. We would be good together. She knew this and now taking the initiative, she kissed me, pushed me onto my back as she rolled on top of me. Finally I could feel her skin on my skin. She felt the silk boxers between her thighs, my chest rising under her fingers. She bent forwards and kissed me once more, her ginger hair falling around me.

She could feel me throbbing against her own heat. My hand slid up to her breasts, cupping them, slightly pinching her nipples, her back arched, pushing her breasts into my exploritive hands. I looked up at her, her head thrown back, her lips slightly parted, her tongue licking them as she could wait no longer. 

She hooked her thumbs into the elasticated waistband of my briefs, pulled them down along my thighs and without saying a word she pulled them down and tossed them to the floor. My penis sprang free, I felt the air brush over it, my scrotum was high and tight, but my penis was in a state of unmistakable arousal. She looked down again, quickly, I knew I had become hard, I knew my cock was bigger than it had ever felt and I just hoped she would say something… do something. She just stared, focused on another man’s penis.  

It was hard and throbbing, precum forming at the tip. My cock pulsed with my pounding heart beat, thick and reasonably long, my foreskin covering a large round tip, it pointed away from my heavy balls. 

I scooted myself up so we met shoulder to shoulder, and I looked deeply into her eyes, and she into mine. Her beautiful, green eyes; you could get lost in them quickly.

My boldness increased, and as I stroked her tummy, I raised my hand once again, slowly, and then took my index finger and drew it in a line across her breast. My breathing slowly started increasing with adrenaline. She looked at me, and as her cheeks blushed, her smile relaxed and slightly lowered, converting into a slightly sexy look, like she knew what I was doing.

I asked her again, "Are you okay with me doing this?"

She said, with some hesitation, "M-hm."

So my fingers went back to her breast, swirling in circles around where her nipple was. God, her breasts were so perfect. They weren't too small or big. They were just absolutely perfect. But then again, everything about her was perfect. I continued petting her breast gently with my fingers, and running my fingertips around and beneath her tits.

I asked her, "Does this feel good?"

"It feels kinda weird, and wrong," Lauren replied.

"Just trust me," I said with a smile, "I will never hurt you."

“I know. You were always the gentleman. I can see why Rachel heaped so much praise on you.”

“You talked about… me?”

“Like you and Joseph never talked about sex?” she laughed, “Yes, she never had any complaints in the bedroom.”

“I was always so jealous of Joseph. He knew he had the most beautiful woman waiting for him in his bed.”

“Now we are in our own bed.” She said lying back into the soft, white duvet, “and I want you to fuck me.”

I didn’t reply. Instead I stood, cupped her face and kissed her, at the same time moving back and turning her around. This meant I could gently but firmly put her back onto the bed. I stood above her, looking down and she looked amazing. Long red hair spread across the white duvet, breasts flat down but with those lovely nipples still taught and black panties against her white skin – in that moment, I was so full of lust for her, and thought she looked stunning.

She reached out to my rigid cock as I stood beside the bed. It had been that way since she had arrived at the hotel, but in this moment it had become really hard, almost painful, with the rush of blood. She reached up for my cock and gently stroked it, almost sitting up and intending to give me a blow job. I had other ideas, and bent over, reaching for and easing down her black thong, sliding them right off her legs.

I could now see her lovely pussy, her red pubic hair was short and tidy,  a pair of slightly protruding inner lips showing beneath the pointed triangle of pubes. I sank to my knees, gently parted her knees and started kissing gently up her thigh. I could now smell her aroma, and tentatively parted her lips with my fingers, looking for her clit. To my delight, she was wet, a lovely pink colour inside and a perfect little clit was presented to my gaze. My tongue went to work, tasting her and feeling the mix of smooth inner labia and slightly coarser shaved area. She was loving it, gasping and holding onto my hand and head as I worked.

She was a waterfall. I buried my entire mouth between her lips, and moaned as I pushed my tongue inside of her. The second I felt her juices coat my tongue, I wanted more. She tasted so fucking good.

She was moaning, "Mmmmm oh my God, yes. Eat my pussy, baby," as she ran her fingers through my hair.

I moaned again as I glided my tongue from the bottom of her tight hole to the top her clit, lapping up every delicious juice her pussy fed me.

I lifted my head, and replaced my tongue with two fingers, slowly sliding them up and down her drenched slit. Then, starting with only the tip of my middle finger, I teased just her opening. Her dripping pussy making the sexiest fucking sounds as it sucked my fingertip in and out.

I looked up to watch her enjoy my teasing, and I was not disappointed at the sight in front of me. Her head was tilted back with her eyes shut. She had both of her hands massaging each of her tits, and rolling her nipples between her fingers. Her breathing was heavy, and she was letting out moans as she mindlessly gyrated her hips up and down against my touch.

I lowered my head between her thighs, opened my mouth wide, and flattened my tongue to cover her entire clit. I took my time slowly gliding it up and down, then swirling around it in large, slow circles, making sure my tongue ring hits every single nerve.

Then I gently sucked her clit into my mouth, my lips like a vice grip surrounding it, before slowly pushing both of my fingers deep inside of her.

She responded, "Mmmmmm. FUCK YES. You must really want me to cum in your mouth, huh? You want my cum, baby?"

With my mouth still locked on her pussy, I moaned a reply of, "Mmmhhmmmmm."

I sucked her clit rapidly in and out between my lips, never releasing it, as I alternated rubbing her g-spot and pumping my fingers in and out of her.

Her wetness was now running down my hand, and I felt her walls start to tighten. She had a handful of my hair and pushed my face down harder, grinding her pussy against my mouth.

Between her now rapid breathing she moaned,

"Yes, yes, yes! Just like that. Make me cum in your mouth, baby."

This prompted me to finger fuck her as hard and fast as my hand would allow, and I couldn't help but moan into her pussy as she fucked my face.

Tighter and tighter, it clenched around my fingers before she let out, "OH FUCK! YES! I’M CUMMING! OH MY FUCKING GOD I’M CUMMING!!"

I continued plowing my fingers in and out of her, riding her through her orgasm, as her cum completely coated my hand. Shuddering and bucking on the big four post bed she gave herself to her climactic pleasure. I removed my fingers and sucked them clean before burying my tongue inside of her. I lapped at her opening, drinking in every drop of her cum that I could before cleaning up every other inch of the rest of her pussy. All the while she quivered and tensed, breathing heavily with her perfect breasts heaving.

I then climbed up the bed to her until we were eye level again. The area around my mouth and on my chin, was completely covered in her cum. I tasted her on my tongue and on my lips, and smelled her sweetness right under my nose.

She lifted my chin up, leaned in and whispered, "I want a taste, too."

Then gently licked my lips.

First the top, then the bottom, then all the way around at once. I opened my mouth slightly, and she slowly pushed her tongue in to meet with my mine, both of us moaning as they pressed against each other.

“Rachel was right, you are amazing,” she said, encouraging me, but then suddenly changed her tone. I could feel her juices flow freely, and she relaxed, opening her legs wide, “I want you inside me.”.

I turned around, picked up the condom box I had placed on the bedside table and fumbled for a moment. Putting the sheath on myself, I could feel how hard I still was, and she could see it. She had pushed back on the bed slightly, in a perfect position for me to enter her from above. I lay between her legs, raised myself up on my arms and kissed her deeply. I arched my back and I watched her as her eyes fixed on the mirror on the ceiling. 

I began to lower myself slowly onto her pussy but she reached up, embraced me and pulled me in towards her. Her super slick juices allowed me to slide straight in slowly, with little resistance. I could feel her lovely inner lips, they were big enough to be noticeable. I withdrew slightly, and pushed in as deep as I could. Her legs raised up as I did so, and she settled her legs on my thighs, pulling me inwards gently. Now deeply inside her, I lowered right down and kissed her more, enjoying her hot pussy around me and her soft lips on mine. Back up on my arms I started to move rhythmically, pulling out as far as I dared, and then sliding back in firmly. She was enjoying this and kept pulling my face to hers to kiss. By now she was completely slick, and I could pump in faster and more firmly.

Needing a break, I was in danger of cumming, I rolled off, lifted her leg and grasped my cock. The pair of us manoeuvred to get my cock at her entrance again, and I slid in. She was on her back, me on my side alongside. Although not deep penetration, I could feel her lips on the underside of my cock head as I rocked in and out. More importantly, one hand could caress her stiff little clit, and my other arm under her could reach her breast. She kneaded my hand into her breast and rolled her hips with me. This carried on for a while, both of us enjoying the intimacy and gentleness.

She rolled away, and asked an odd question “How strong are your knees?” it was said with a twinkle in her eye. She stood, walked a couple of steps to the desk that was against the bedroom wall, she sat on it, moved the chair a little and lifted one leg onto the chair arm. Motioning me in, she spread her other leg wide around my hips. I bent my knees slightly, grasped my cock and found her pussy entrance. This new position tightened up her entrance, but also allowed her hands to hold my shoulders and mine to hook under her legs. She told me “Do me hard, really hard”, and so I began to thrust my full length in firmly. “Yes, baby! Faster… Faster and harder,” she asked. I sped up and was slapping into her. “Nnggg… harder!” came her plea. I obliged, glad the desk was bolted to the wall. She was making some lovely sounds, really enjoying it.

“Cum now” she said – I opened my eyes, hot and sweaty and saw the lust in her eyes. Adjusting my position down again, I felt that lovely pussy opening and lips around the head of my cock, just enough that in a few dozen strokes I came hard, deep inside her, throbbing with lust and cum. We stayed a moment, me sliding slowly in and out, enjoying the feeling and shooting a few last gobs of cum.

We detached, and I walked away, pulling off the used condom and throwing it into the bin.

Climbing onto the bed together, we cuddled and chatted on top of the duvet. She was so hot after our sex and the smell of perfume and pussy was intoxicating.

After a few minutes she began sliding her hand up and down my thigh and hip – and then onto my rapidly hardening cock. She was gently sliding up and down, occasionally pulling my foreskin over my mushroom head. She bent down and took me into her lovely mouth, swirling her tongue on my cock head, grasping my shaft and rolling her hand gently. An absolutely lovely blow job, that had me hard quickly, throbbing again with the firmness. She moved to kneel, her lovely bum cheeks in the air to my right as I lay flat – I just had to reach up and touch that pussy again. She was still so wet! As soon as I touched her bum cheek, she slid her knees apart encouraging me in. I played gently with her – my fingers on her clit and thumb at her entrance. My hand was slick! Changing position, I lifted her leg over my head and reached for a cushion to raise my head. Before long we were distracting each other in a slow 69, she was gently grinding her pussy onto my lips. I was licking quickly, fingers in her pussy when I cheekily pressed her bumhole – and got a groan and positive response...

She lifted off me, holding my cock said “Can you fuck me doggy?”

Wrapped.in a fresh condom I found myself looking at her bum, head down and legs slightly spread, standing at the end of the bed. I aimed back into her slot, and pushed her foot out to widen her stance for better access. “No,” she said, “like this,” and she put her feet between my legs. This meant I had to spread her cheeks and lips to find her opening, and it felt fantastic as I drove in. Taking the lead from before, I swiftly pumped in and out, holding her hips and using my core strength to move my rigid member in her soft folds.

“You have a really thick cock,” she said “it is filling me perfectly doing this…”

“We are a good fit, Lauren,” I gasped between strokes.

I was pounding in and out, enjoying the lovely slap sound of our bodies meeting. My thumb again sought out her puckered arsehole, and I gently pressed and rubbed it. Her noises grew deeper, and she put her head on one side, pushing her bum back to meet my thrusts.

Lauren groaned as I once again pressed deep into her - her juices flowing freely as my swollen manhood passed through her.

As I thrust ever more quickly into her I reached my right hand around her slim waist and moved it down until I felt her hard clit dripping with excitement.

The air was now filled with noises of our increasingly uncontrolled passion. The slapping of my body and balls against Lauren's ass. The squelching of her juices as my fingers rubbed her hard clit. The high pitched squeals emitting from Lauren's mouth as she felt her orgasm suddenly begin to build due to my ministrations. My rhythmical grunts as my own orgasm quickly approached once more.

"Oh fuck. That's so good. I'm going to cum again. You're going to make me cum again," Lauren gasped.

"I'm going to cum too," I panted. "I can feel it. I'm going to cum deep into you".

"Yes. Come in me. Shoot your fucking load right into my wet pussy. I want to feel it."

That was it. Lauren's foul mouthed exhortations tipped me over the edge. I knew I was at the point of no return. These last thrusts were going to be the deepest yet - I felt he wanted to split her frail body in two.

"Yes. Yes. I'm going to fucking cum in your cheating cunt Lauren. I'm cumming. Oh… I'm cumming. Fuuuck!"

I absolutely exploded inside her, filling another condom with my seed. She could feel me and the heat it made, and so put a hand out to slow me down...

I needed to return the favour, and so as I slid out, she rolled to the side. I immediately went to work on her pussy, fingers and lips. I used a couple of fingers in the entrance of her pussy, in and out, with those lovely lips of hers mingling with my tongue sweeping across her clit. I asked if this was good for her, and she told me to hold her wider open and lick more firmly – she guided my hands. Once again, I felt the flush of juices as she built up her pleasure. We kept this up for a long time, perhaps 15-20 minutes of pleasure. Suddenly she stiffened, I could feel her leg shoot out rigid, and her hand pressed my head in firmly, my tongue pressed hard and I felt her twitch and cum, crying out softly as she did. I was so pleased I had helped her cum – and so was she. Our infidelity was sealed. Our forbidden passion complete.

We returned to our chatting, drinking some water, lying and walking around the big, extravagantly furnished room naked. The topic of conversation rapidly became about sex, and our fantasies. Once more I found myself stiffening at the thoughts going through my head. She told me that she liked anal, but Joseph found it odd. Rachel and I never had the opportunity, and so she just told me that was what we were going to do next. 

As I grabbed for my leather belt, she took my hand and led me out to the balcony, which during the day had the perfect view of the valley. As darkness had overtaken the sky, the only evidence of the trees was the breeze and the calming sound of the leaves rustling in the wind. Lauren pulled the door shut behind us. I couldn't believe my luck but needed some extra recovery time so we held hands, still nude but fortunately unseen in the darkness. As if she was a wild animal ready to strike, she pushed me against the concrete wall, a hand on either side of my body, trapping me there. I stared at her beautiful face, your eyes. The lust that was present in her eyes was likely mirrored in my own. I had anticipated this moment for so long, I was having difficulty believing the moment with this dream woman was real.

I grabbed her waist and spun her around eagerly, pushing her against the wall. The stone would have felt cold and rough against her breasts, and stomach. She stood still, just as I had placed her, waiting, anticipating. The anticipation was very evident as the moisture between her thighs began to trickle down her leg. I gently pressed my naked flesh against her again, my hands following her arms up to her wrists. I used my belt to tie her hands together, to restrain her in that position, unable to touch me. 

"Oh, you are too perfect," she whispered into the night she tested her bonds. I grabbed her hips and pulled them slightly from the wall. I used my foot to nudge her feet apart, exposing her most sensitive area to the cool forest air, to me for my pleasure and hers.

My penis is rising like an obelisk to this flame haired woman. I lined the head of my cock against her snatch, sliding it gently back and forth, coating my length with her own arousal. I continued that torment with one hand as the other ran up her stomach, her chest, finally landing around her neck. She felt my fingertips grasp around her throat, just the slightest of pressure, releasing a sexual growl from her pretty lips.

I lent in, whispering in her ear, "Tell me, Lauren. Tell me what you want."

"You. I want you." She muttered out between heavy breaths.

"Where do you want me?" I asked, deliberately teasing her now, drawing out her anticipation, making her beg for the exact thing she knew she wanted.

"I want you inside of me, bare and deep in me." And with those words, I pushed the head of my cock between her pouting labia. I moved both of her hands to her hips for leverage and I slowly let my cock fill her, pulling her down as I rose up, into her. I felt her stretch around me, and it felt glorious. I rested my face against her shoulder, her body flush with my back. Slowly, I thrusted in and out of her, continuing to tease her. Her forehead touched the wall with each movement, tiny gasps escaping her lips. I wrapped an arm around the front of my redheaded lover, pulling her impossibly close to me as I picked up pace. I closed my eyes and absorbed everything. The sound of the wind in the trees in the background. The pleasure that I was inflicting upon her. The touch of her skin against mine. The rhythm of our sex.

I kept pumping into her faster. Harder. Lauren's arms were still pulled across her stomach, my fingertips dug into her hips. I pulled her down farther, so I could go deeper. And was it - I started assaulting her G spot with my cock. I felt her shudder slightly.

"Is this what you want, Lauren? My raspy voice in her ear. She couldn't respond verbally, but I knew she would cum soon. I could feel her body climbing quickly towards her climax as I kept pounding my monster cock into her. I held her hips, just below her stomach, which then clenched, and I knew she was there, right on the edge. I took a deep breath… and then I pulled out. Devastated, Lauren let out a gasp.

"Not now," I said. Her body was spiraling in need, desire, hunger. "But soon," you continued, "I can't cum inside you, Lauren. This isn't how you wanted it." 

She breathed heavily against the wall, trying to stabilise herself. She tested the tightness of my belt around her wrists, I would have been surprised if it didn't leave a mark. She just focused on breathing. In and out. I listened to the sounds of the wind in the treetops, trying to calm myself. 

She turned her head to face mine and I felt her lips against mine, offering gentle kisses.

"Do you want to take this conversation back into the bedroom?" She asked.

"Yes," I said. "Tell me what you want, Lauren."

"I want your cock. Please? I want your cock in my ass."

"Hmmm… What do you want my cock to do."

"I want it to fuck me." She was growing frustrated and I just wanted to be back inside her. I was so hungry for release, I could barely see or think straight.

I grabbed her bound wrists and led her back into the honeymoon suite. 

"My purse…" she said once inside our luxurious room, gesturing towards it on the bedside table. I unfastened my belt and saw where the leather had cut into her flesh. She followed my gaze and smiled. "Rachel never said anything about this?" She smiled, her green eyes flashing.

"That's because it's something we've never done."

"I think I like a bit of bondage. Time for another first." Lauren said as she fetched some lube from her purse, "I want you bareback and in my ass."

She reached down and stroked my manhood to full attention then squirted the lube into her palms before working it into my rapidly swelling member. Lauren then led me back to the bed and asked me to lie on her in a missionary position. She reached round my back with her legs, and used her hands under her bum cheeks to open herself up. I grasped my cock again, and lined it up with her hole, pressing gently. She gasped, and asked me to go gently and wait a moment. I could feel the muscles tense and resisting me, but slowly I could feel her relax. I took the hint and pressed in some more, feeling that tight ring slide over my cock head. 

"Affffff…" she hissed as my mushroom head pierced her.

"Are you ok?" I checked and felt her warmth around me. 

"Yes." She said weakly and I held myself in position to let her get accustomed to my size but she reached back with her hands, now on my ass cheeks, to guide me slowly deeper. The tightness was lovely, a different feeling to her slick pussy, with some friction there despite the lubricarion.

"Oh fuck yes!" Lauren moaned as we started to move, slowly and with less depth, but the feeling was incredible. Again, I propped up on my arms, enjoying seeing her lay there, with my cock in her ass, clearly a source of pleasure. She reached down and was rubbing her clit herself, holding herself open slightly, and using quick rubbing motions. 

I was enjoying this too much, and lost concentration, popping out of her. She guided me back in, and I felt that amazing tight ring slide over my cock head again. She encouraged me to move, rhythmically and just using the top few inches of my cock. I found this frustrating, wanting to drill deep into her. She was clearly getting more pleasure from her pussy, and so I slipped out, and watched as her ass gaped open.

All the while she was gently teasing her herself in side to side movements – I could see slickness on her fingers and thighs. "Now my pussy. Fuck me!" Demanded my redheaded lover.

Kneeling round, I lifted her legs high onto my shoulders, and lined up and thrust in, knowing by now her vagina was wet and open. It was like there was no resistance, unless I pulled right back to her entrance, where It felt so tight, then deep in I could feel the end of her cervix. 

"That feels so much better," Lauren purred as I felt her hot wet flesh against my invading member. "Now fuck me..." I could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest as she said it. I had never been so excited before in my life, seeing my bare cock nudging her entrance. With her heels spurring him on, I slowly withdrew and then pushed between those frictionless folds.

"Ughhh, Lauren..." I groaned, sinking my member into my best friend.

"Yeah, yeah that's it -- mmmm! Keep going..." Lauren watched my grimace, my pleasure-twisted face as I stretched out the best pussy of my life. His boss's pussy. Lauren instinctively tightened around the invading flesh, capturing me in a hot velvet grasp. I had only gone bareback a few times before, but Lauren's welcoming vagina beat them all.

My balls pressed against her moist lips, and my pelvis rooted against hers. I quivered and moaned, and Lauren could feel me already twitching hard deep inside her. I filled her perfectly. Lauren rounded her hips and I grunted and growled through my clenched teeth.

"Don't," he managed, "Move. Lauren."

"Awwww, are you going to cum right so soon?" Lauren grinned wide. Despite how composed and suave I was masturbating, her unprotected pussy was almost too much for me to take. She angled her hips up and down ever so slightly, just to keep me on edge as I tried desperately not to nut inside her.

"Stop mov- ugh god," I whispered in a husky voice.

"Make me," Lauren teased.

"Fine," I pressed down and pinned her roving hips to the bed with my own. She tried to grind up on me still, but my hands gripped her waist too tightly.

"Ooooh, wow..." Lauren groaned, "You like taking charge of me, don't you?"

"... Yeah," I said. I had regained myself in the meantime so that my tense shivers turned into a humming excitement.

"Then fuck me," Lauren licked her lips and gripped my sides as she spoke so dirty. "Fuck your horny boss." This time I didn't wait. Before she could even finish I started, slow at first, but more and more my strokes grew until the firm rhythm tattooed on her hips. "Oh fuck yes..." Lauren murmured, digging her nails into my sides, "Harder... fuck me harder."

I did as I was told, and did it gladly. The fact that we were bareback made her moan even louder when my thick cock kissed the depths of her pussy. The bed began to squeak beneath us, and Lauren's voice grew louder with it.

"Yes! God, fuck me just like that, yes, yes, oh yes. Fuck me!"

"You're tight Lauren," he grunted, plunging in hard.

"Ahh! You're so thick -- ohhh..."

"You're going… to make me… cum… can I pull out… and cum… on your tits?" I said in-between strokes.

"No, I have a better idea. Let me get on top and take control," I was twitching hard inside her, and even as I pulled out she felt my precum squirt onto her hot pussy lips. Dangerous, I thought. Lauren just rubbed it into her pussy as she climbed up and mounted me. Now my bare cock was rubbing against her wet slit felt and it felt one thousand times better. It was still twitching in her hand when she plunged down onto me.

"Ughh, shit... Be careful," I groaned, arching back and hanging onto her hips as Lauren slowly pistoned up and down on me.

"What's that?" She said playfully, "Awwww, are you getting close? Going to cum so soon?"

"If you keep doing that..." I moaned. Lauren sat down on my lap and danced her hips about, keeping my cheating cock nestled deep inside her sex where it belonged.

"There, see? Lauren will take care of you in ways Rachel can't even imagine," she grinned devilishly. She couldn't help herself now -- the idea just boiled her blood and made her want to be naughtier every time she mentioned their taboo coupling. I wasn't unaffected either. I groaned and bucked up, lifting her just slightly and nudging her cervix deliciously.

"Watch me. Touch me," Lauren urged breathlessly, starting her rhythm again. My eyes trained on my naked boss. Her fair skin glowed in the dark room, the shadows cast from the window across her breasts and belly flickered back and forth as she pitched and rocked. Lauren watched me feel up her working hips to her undulating belly, caressing every inch of her as if she were a dream that would disappear any moment. Her wild eyes made me tense again. Lauren had been denying this orgasm for so long now, kept on edge by our near-misses and heavy jerking inside her. Now she was ready to cum.

I wanted more too. I pulled against her lower back and brought Lauren low. Leaning over him now I planted my hands firmly on her ass and kissed her hanging breasts. Lauren moaned and offered herself, though her hips moved faster and faster as I suckled on her freckled teets. Our hot breaths mingled, just like our sweat and juices, mixing together between our bodies in our taboo act. We drew closer, and desire drove them towards the greatest taboo of all.

"Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhh!" Lauren wailed. Her voice filled the cavernous bedroom and filled my ears. I grasped her hips and thrust up into her wet pussy, adding to her cries the squelches of her wet cunt taking his full length. "I'm gonna cum soon -- Ohhhh, I'm gonna cum on your cock!"

"Slow down or I'm gonna cum too."

Laurens heart pounded. Her nerves thundered. Her pussy quaked. She felt her my cock, my throbbing manhood, jabbing deep inside her, sheathing inside her so perfectly, so completely. I think I always loved Lauren, from the moment I was born I was made to love her. But now our love grew beyond what I had ever imagined it could be. I once loved her like a brother, like she was my sister, now I loved her in a forbidden way. Like I always wanted to, deep down.

I was pumping away, getting really hot as I worked hard to hold onto my baby batter. She was holding my hips, encouraging me on and looking me in the eyes as we did so. She bore down on me, increasing her pleasure and was rewarded with my strained grunt. I had a feeling she was desperate not to finish before me, so I reached out and began pinching her nipples. Lauren squealed and she clenched and released her muscles a little faster as she approached climax.

"Oh, God, oh... shit," Lauren seethed. "I'm cumming, baby, I can't... fuck."

I felt her orgasm kick off just before and I became perfectly still, straining against her.

"No, no, don't stop," she whimpered.

I groaned but didn't move. Lauren, on the other hand, couldn't stop. She continued pumping her hips and clenching her vaginal walls around my cock. It wasn't enough. Then, I shoved my hand between us to rub her clit, and intense pleasure exploded right through her core.

"Ohhhhhhaaaaaaggggghhhh" she bellowed, her toes curling and back arching away from me.

I didn't let up on her clit and responded to her outcry with a growl as he caught her nipple between his teeth and gently bit down. Lauren was racked with shudders of pleasure, and I couldn't even wrap my head around our forbidden copulation. Never in a million years could I have guessed just how fucking good sex could feel with the right person.

"Mmm," I moaned, licking the sting away from her nipple and finally abandoning her clit to wrap around her and nuzzle the curve of her neck. "I told you you've always been my Dreamgirl."

At the moment, Lauren couldn't argue with me. She rolled to my side, twitching and panting. Mewing incoherent words into my ear as I stroked her freckled arm and played with her beautiful red hair.

As her blissful afterglow began to fade, though, all of my doubts and insecurities rose to the surface again. I lay there, waiting for my boss to hop up and issue a cruel laugh while pointing out how easily I had fallen for her,how willing I had been to cheat with her. Any second now, she would reveal the vicious punchline and drive the blade of rejection right through my heart. I knew, if she did, it would never stop bleeding.

The two of us lay on our backs, breathless. I could hear her as she recovered from the resolution of their passion.

I spoke first, "Are we going to be okay?"

"Oh yeah." she whispered. "You're amazing."

"You are too, Lauren." I said and then held her hand. Soon enough my sleepy redhead slipped away into sleep while I lay there holding her hand. I contemplated the fact that I was finally bereft of the last vestiges of the sin I had just committed. This was what I wanted. Rachel had chosen my best friend, and good luck to them. Lauren, in just a few short hours, had made all my dreams come true. She had touched me as deep as I could be touched. And then I had filled her with my bare cock. I was proud of myself though: I hadn't cum inside her. She was truly an amazing woman and we had cheated but, somewhere in my befuddled mind, I reasoned it wasn't really cheating if I hadn't blasted my seed into her. My hand ran across her belly as I wondered how close we had come to me making her into a mother. Shaking off my reverie I eventually sought and received the blessing of a sleep.

I awoke about an hour later, climbed out of bed without disturbing my sleeping partner then made a cup of coffee. Lauren stirred and  followed the scent of coffee to the the balcony window where she found me staring out into the blackness. Her eyes turned to me as I poured her a cup of the hot coffee.

The awkward perfunctory greetings were shared and I found myself feeling a little guilty as I kissed my smiling lover and then I looked back out into the void. We stood there together, both nude, and I put my arm over her shoulder while she wrapped her free arm around me. My eyes were downcast and she saw I felt ashamed. 

"We've had our revenge." She said, breaking the silence.

"Yes. But why do I now feel guilty?"

"Because you're a good man." She snuggled into me and I kissed her red mane. "I don't have any regrets." 

"It changes things. I fear change."

"We all do. But that's how we evolve. Now we can become what we are meant to be."

"What are we meant to be, Lauren?" I turned to face her. She looked up at me.

"Lovers." We shared a delicate kiss and I welcomed her body into my full embrace. "We've had our revenge… so everything from here on in… is for us." She whispered.

Leaning down I took her chin in my hand and pulled it up to have her look directly into my eyes. Then I leaned down to kiss her a very real kiss. Her green eyes went wide, her back tensed as his hand gave one of her boobs a gentle but playful squeeze. She giggled and pressed herself into me.

"So what do we do now?" I asked.

"I've always wanted you on my office desk."

"So have I!" I laughed.

"Then let's do it on the dressing table," Lauran commanded, pulling away from me. Once more we gathered on the dressing table desk, I took a moment to kiss her drooling pussy as it was balanced on the edge, her legs wide.

It tasted kind of sweet, and a little salty. I had a few more licks, then kissed it, and got into full-on eating. I almost instantly knew Lauren was enjoying it. "You… eat… pussy… so well…" I glanced up, and saw her tilting her head back, and feeling her tits. 

"Ffffuuuck...yesssss..." I opened her pussy-lips, and licked inside. 

"Oh, God… oh yes!" I glanced up again, and Lauren was looking down, watching me eat her. I could tell by her voice she was close to orgasm. "Gonna cum..." she whispered. "Gonnacumgonnacumgonnacum..." Her moans started to get more vocal as she tensed on the edge of the desk. She seemed to hold her breath as she began to tense and I was now practically drinking up her pussy juices.

Lauren's chest rose and fell rapidly as her breathing got choppier and more rapid. Finally... "Oh, God, Fuck yes, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Lauren's legs started shaking, as I pulled my head away. I stood up and watched Lauren's green eyes scanned down to my now very prominent erection.

"You better fuck me with that!"

I positioned myself between her legs, each arms grabbing her thighs and holding them against me, before satisfyingly slamming back into her receptive sex. Her eyes widened as I did, and then she threw her head back, enjoying the feelings. I worked hard, trying to balance a hard fuck without cumming, I knew I wasn't wearing a condom and I still had no idea if Lauren was safe. 

She writhed on the desk, her hands clutching and releasing as she waited for me to really fuck her.

"Come on!" She lifted her head and gave me a look of frustration.

"Fair enough. You've earned it." I  put my hands under her hips and thrust into her harder and faster.

She rested her hands over her breasts as I fucked her, her eyes closed, her lips parted. My thick cock was filling her completely as I fulfilled our fantasy. I wasn't sure I had ever been harder, although it was hard to keep track now. Definitely the hardest I had been today. Or maybe she was just tight. Either way, her muscles contracting around me were pulling me rapidly towards an orgasm of earth-shattering proportions.

"Lauren," I grunted, as her cunt seemed to grip him like a fist. She let out a groan of her own as she orgasmed around my creamy cock, slamming in as far as her body could take me.

Her orgasm seemed to milk me, desperate to claim my seed and have it sucked into her fertile depths. I pulled her up so that she was sitting on the edge of the desk again, then slid my hands under her arse and lifted her into my arms.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and I kissed her, running my tongue over her face, tasting her lightly freckled skin.

She moaned as I slid my tongue into her mouth, sharing her taste and once again I found myself grinding into her and kissing deeply as I felt another of her orgasms approach. Soon enough she was shuddering as yet another climax blasted through her.

She held onto me tightly as I picked her up in my arms, still quivering, and placed her back on the bed where we spent thirty minutes or more trying to repeat her orgasm. She seemed desperate to see have me cum, but I'd already emptied my balls and both of us gave up, she said she was getting sore, and although close I was not going to cum again that night.

Time had flown, it was late. We lay in bed for a while to catch our breath, cuddled up and our thoughts drifted to the other two people in our lives. "Well… for better or worse… we did it." I said holding her hot body to mine.

"We did. Oh we did!" She moaned deeply, the last remnants of any inhibitions leaving her. She closed her eyes, took in a deep breath, trying to compose herself; her whole body tingling.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw me smiling at her.

"Fuck, you're amazing," she said, smiling back at me. Her breathing was starting to normalise as she let her body fall loose on the four post bed.

"Mmmm Lauren, so are you." I rubbed my warm hands along her thighs and slowly pulled away from my new lover. Then, I climbed out of bed, walked over to the minifridge and brought her a glass of water.

"Drink up, honey. I think we need to hydrate." I patted her luxurious red tresses and put one hand under her head to help her lift up.

After a few gulps of water, she felt the exhaustion kick in. The warm light of the room and safe silence allowed her eyelids to get heavy.

"Mmm, getting sleepy? I think you deserve a nap after that." I chuckled tenderly, taking the glass of water from her hands and setting it down on the table. 

"But you still haven't cum..."

Before she could respond, I lifted the bed covers and helped her between the sheets of the plush hotel bed. "Would you like me to sleep with you?"

I saw her guard go up. I guessed sleeping was something she preferred to do alone after the infidelity we had just committed. I understand that feeling of guilt.

"I'll take the sofa, Lauren. It's ok." I smiled in understanding.

I felt her warm hand on my shoulder, pulling me back. She squeezed her legs together, trying to calm down. "No… stay with me. Sleep with me? I know I'm safe here with you."

I got on the bed and laid down behind her. She brought my hand to the cleft between her legs and guided me to her still throbbing pussy. She took a deep breath in, reminding herself that her past wasn't here. She squeezed her thighs together, signaling for me to keep my hand in place.

"You are so special, Lauren. No one will hurt you here. You're safe, and comfortable, and warm," I spooned into her from behind and left gentle kisses along her neck.

I looked up at the mirrored ceiling and saw us locked together. What I saw looked perfect, like destiny. Lauren's red hair cascaded oto the pillow and I was lovingly locked behind her. We looked like two perfectly fitting jigsaw pieces. Her eyes began to close, her head sinking deeper into her pillow. "It's ok to fall asleep, baby. I'll keep you safe." I whispered, and felt a shiver run down her spine. She smiled as she drifted off to sleep. 

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As the rising sun shone across the forest, casting its wonderful colours across the bed, I found myself in a wonderful place, cuddled up next to the woman I had fantasised about for years. I daydreamed where she would be free from Joseph, I’d leave Rachel and we would be joined together in life. I would be truly living my fantasy. I lay there, looking up at the mirror and seeing a vision of what could be: Our bodies next to each other feeling the warmth, being cooled off by a nice breeze blowing through our open balcony door. I saw Lauren’s beautiful face in front of me still sleeping. A smile crossed my face as I leaned in to kiss her forehead gently, not wanting to wake her. I just wanted to lie with her and watch her sleep, knowing I would gladly wake this way the rest of my life. 

Carefully not to wake her I drew my fingertips as softly across the curves of her face. My thumbs traced her eyebrows, slightly over, then slightly beneath, then directly across their coarse surface. As my thumbs moved inward to outward over her eyelids, my index fingers drawing small circles at her temples, she sighed. Her soft belly rose and fell rhythmically, in sync with my fingers. Still with legs spread wide, she ground her pussy against my thigh, but oh so softly.

As I moved to caress the lobes of her ears, rotating them delicately between my first two fingers and thumb of each hand, she slept on, completely oblivious to my worship of her. Her eyes were closed. I drew my hands down her neck, my fingers dancing along the muscle cords coming to rest just above her collarbones. I traced the contours of each breast, cupped each softly between my palms, and delicately squeezed them to engorge each nipple. When, finally, I came to grasp each nipple independently, to apply soft circular pressure to the tip of each one; she spread her legs farther than I thought possible and gently but firmly ground her sopping wet pussy against my thigh. I moved my thigh slightly forward, firmly maintaining contact. Her lubrication increased with a pulsing squirt, soft and subtle, but so obvious. A puddle of her juices was collecting where my knee met the satin sheets.

Lauren began to stir and I tightened my arm around her pulling her closer to me, wanting her to know that I was still with her. I held her tight to me as I felt her body slowly come to life. After a few minutes I moved my arm from under her and pulled the bedsheet down to her waist fully unveiling her beautiful body. With the sun rising and casting its warm glow into the room I decided it was time for her to be awakened properly.

No sudden awakening though, a nice warm caressing awakening. My lips moved to hers as I gave her the first of many kisses. I kissed down her neck to her chest gently letting my tongue flicker across her perfect skin. I could see that my boss was starting to get aroused as I continued my gentle butterfly kisses. My hands began to caress her body as I continued kissing, working my way down closer to the edge of the sheet. I took my time feeling Lauren's soft, smooth skin as I sensed her realising where we were. As I touched her, she stretched, moving the sheet a little farther down her body.

I watched this and moved my kissing towards this newly exposed area. I ran my hands across her chest feeling now how aroused she had become. I saw the smile on her face and fell in love all over again. I gently gave her a good morning caress. My mouth moved across Lauren's tummy feeling her skin react against my lips. My tongue flicked across her navel. My hand moved down under the sheet and I ran it from her knee up to her inner thigh. I continued to stroke her leg as she became more and more aware of what was happening. She sighed.

Lauren's body began to respond to my touch and my mouth moved back to her. I gave her a kiss as she opened her eyes. They were a kind of green that speaks to the soul of nature, of fresh wands of grass and new buds, and her eyes were that bright colour, bold and beautiful. They sparkled in the early morning light and her face lit up the room more than the warning rays of the sun.

"Good morning…" she said sleepily.

I stared into her emerald eyes and said "Good morning, Lauren. I love you."

With her eyes open she saw the beauty of the morning through the balcony doors. I gave her another good morning kiss smiling greeting her to this new day. Yesterday felt like the end… but today, I felt reborn. Today felt like a beginning. My hands continued to feel Lauren's wonderful body, as I pulled her close to me. She could feel my wanting for her as we lay together tight against each other. A slight moan escaped from between her lips as I moved her onto her back and moved myself above her.

We naturally began to move together as we were becoming more and more aroused. I could feel her excitement against me and sensing this I slowly moved myself to join with her once more. Lauren gasped as I felt her labia part around me as I paused to feel her wonderful warmth.

"This is dangerous." She whispered.

"How so?" I asked.

"You said you loved me."

"I do." Our mouths met and our tongues began to dance with each other's. I moved further into you feeling her slick pussy open up for me. Another moan escaped her parted lips. 

"I'm not on the pill." She said seriously but she didn't stop me from sliding my length inside her, balls deep. 

"I'll be careful." I kissed her and propped myself up on my arms as I saw her eyes take in the reflection of two lovers in the mirror. Her hands grasped my butt cheeks and I began to move in and out of her, gently, our bodies moving together. She wanted me to stop, and she didn't. She just wanted to feel loved and there was no possible way I could love anyone more. She was right, those words were dangerous. I was giving her my heart as she gave me her body.

Her vagina just softened to my touch and opened deeper. She rode on a thousand nerve endings. The way I used my tool to play with her sex excited me; made my cock literally ooze pre-cum. Lauren was right, this was dangerous, all it might take was one lost sperm... She sensed as much and she reached up to scratch her long fingernails down my back. A series of her favourite word, "Fuck," rolled softly over her lips.

Maintaining my tender caress of her G spot with my throbbing penis, I drew my thigh away from her pussy. Strings of clear, viscous nectar hung like a string of pearls between the lips of her cunt and my thigh. Her hips pumped up and down, her pussy hole pulsed in the morning light and I enjoyed the sight of my cockhead playing just inside her welcoming snatch.

"Fuck me softly. I am going to cum soon." It was the softest whisper. My cock pushing just a little deeper into her pussy, I bent and placed my fully opened mouth over hers. I rested my cock softly within her wet inner flesh and let her body do the work. She rose and fell, circled and reversed as we kissed passionately.

Finally our lips parted and she spoke, "Now make me cum. Make me cum on your cock." As softly as I could, slowly in the manner I knew she enjoyed, I flicked the tip of my cock across her clit. I worked to find that place between not touching it and touch it: that place that created soft spasms in her pussy, spasms that drew my tip slightly deeper with each subtle contraction. At intervals I stopped flicking it to slowly and softly slide into her wondrous vagina. As I did so, I gripped handfuls of the satin sheets, trying to hold off my own orgasm.

Lauren sensed my action and brought her heels up to rest on my buttocks. My near-cum rhythm melded with hers. Her soft, "Motherfucker, fuck" told me she was near orgasm. As she began to cum, I drew back from pussy just slightly, without breaking contact. Her contractions rippled through her body and I enjoyed them with her. My cock, without resistance, slid fully into her quivering sex and pressed against her twitching cervix. She pushed onto it. The tip of my cock softly touched the hungry entrance to her womb, not moving as she did – knowing we were both a hair trigger away from flooding her body with my seed. She shuddered through the orgasmic wave.

Minutes later she spoke, "That was a toe-curler."

I smiled, satisfied that I had brought her pleasure and relaxed onto her sexy body. 

"Good morning, sexy." I breathed. We both instinctively came together for a kiss. It was a soft and closed mouth kiss at first. I sucked the edge of her bottom lip in between my lips and gently nibbled on it, and then we were kissing some more. Slowly I started to kiss her face, from the corner of her mouth, along her cheek to the little spot behind her ear and then back to her mouth again. Our kisses were becoming more passionate and suddenly, our mouths opened and our tongues met. My hands were massaging her sides, shoulders and back. We were both carrying on like two teenagers in the backseat of my dad's car.

Time seemed to standstill as we enjoyed each other's taste. I leaned back momentarily and gazed at her. Her mouth was slightly open with a seductive smile and her green eyes were somewhat glazed over. I could see the fire smoldering in her as I gently started to rub her tummy. Then we were at it again, kissing each other's lips and cheeks. Eventually I slid my lips down under her chin and started kissing her there. Her breathing became more ragged and her chest seemed to rise and swell. I continued kissing down her neck and brought my hand up along her ribcage until I was rubbing that area just below her breasts. As I kissed my way down her neck to her chest then I nibbled and sucked my way into that heavenly valley between her incredible tits.

Her breathing was heavy and she started to moan and as she did, I kissed my way back up her chest and neck to her lips. We were in a passionate lip-lock and I moved my hand up and palmed her breast. She groaned and pushed her chest out into my hand. We were kissing each other like crazy again, all over each other's face. Then I leaned back and gazed again into her eyes.

I leaned in and kissed her again, as my hand enveloped her naked breast. We were kissing passionately now, hard, wet kisses. Her breast felt wonderful and the nipple was hardening. I bent my head down, lightly kissed her nipple and she moaned her approval. I then took her breast into my mouth, as much of it as I could, and gently sucked. My hands were on her back, pressing her chest into my face. Her hands were on my head pulling me to her breast. I slowly pulled my mouth off until only the nipple was between my lips. As I softly sucked and flicked it with my tongue, she shuddered and sighed. I released her nipple and then we kissed again.

We were both rubbing each other's bodies and groaning in pleasure. I had to taste more of her. I kissed my way down Lauren's neck, her chest and her tummy as I slid to my knees. She knew what was coming and instinctively parted her legs. I slid between her knees and started kissing the insides of her thighs. My hands were rubbing and feeling the curves along her hips, tummy and sides of her breasts as I worked my mouth towards her center. I placed my mouth over her vagina and sucked. She moaned loudly and rocked her hips up to my face. I had to taste more and reached both hands down between her legs and prized her stick labia apart.

As I opened her lips, the sight of her wet, glistening vagina greeted me. I slowly licked the length of her slit back and forth and started taking her lips into my mouth and sucking on them. She was gasping for air and moaning loudly and pulling my head to her. My hands were roaming all over her body. I licked between her lips and dipped my tongue into her. She gasped and humped my face hard. I slid my tongue up her slit and kissed her hooded clitoris. Suddenly the hood pulled back and her clit appeared. As I took it into my mouth and sucked, she started gyrating and whimpering. I continued dipping my tongue into her and then running it up her slit and sucking on her clit, back and forth, over and over, bringing her to the edge of orgasm.

Lauren was now screaming out in pleasure, there would be complaints from the other hotel guests… but then again, this was the honeymoon suite. Surely this was to be expected? I brought a hand down and slid my middle finger into her and started massaging the inside of her wonderful vagina. She tensed up and I took my cue and sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking the tip with my tongue and searching for her G-spot with my finger. I found it just as she started to shake and I gently rubbed it. She exploded into orgasm and drenched my fingers and face with her juice. She tasted divine and I continued sucking and rubbing her until the shaking stopped.

As her movements calmed down, I released her clit from my mouth and lay my head on her hips and gently kissed her lips. After a few moments, I sat up and leaned in and kissed her. She could taste herself on me and she loved it. She pulled back, looked me in the eyes and said, "I don't care how wrong this is, I need you in me and I need it now."

Just as soon as she said the words there was a knock at the door. We stopped and listened. We both lay there coming down from our sexual high as the knock at the door was repeated. I climbed from our love nest, threw a dressing gown over my nakedness and opened the door.

"Room service, Sir." 

Breakfast was brought in for us and left in the living room of our wonderful hotel room. I tipped the waiter as he left and I helped the lovely Lauren rise from the bed and helped her into a matching dressing gown. Together we walked into the living room hand in hand wondering what had been prepared to nourish the bodies of the supposed newlyweds and regain our strength. We sat down together, my eyes wandering, admiring her wonderful body and amazing hair. On the cart before us lay a selection of fruit, juice, and two dozen perfect strawberries with a bowl of whip cream.

I looked at Lauren with a little smile on my face and said, "Oh, perfect!"

"Mmmmm, I know what you have in mind. Shall we?"

We began to enjoy the strawberries and whip cream, alternating feeding each other, licking each other's fingers clean. Talking like friends about work and life.

"So… Was I good?" Lauren asked, moving up to plant another kiss on my lips.

I nodded, eyes firmly open, staring into her green depths. 

"Magnificent. But I think I could use a drink of water, it's been an exhaustive 'meeting' this morning."

Lauren laughed. "Yeah, you really pushed the delivery this morning, such a talent to have working beneath me." I knew her comment was likely a joke, but right then I caught a glimpse of her soul. Her eyes seem to draw me in.

"Is this what you wanted, Lauren?"

"In all honesty… I didn't want any of this." I held my breath. "But they cheated… so we cheated…" she looked down, suddenly embarrassed.

"I'm in love with you, Lauren."

"I know. That's what makes it difficult." She looked back up at me, "I love you too and I'm so good it took this… to help me see that. But I know now that I must hurt someone… Joe… Rachel… You… everyone. That wasn't my intention."

"I was just supposed to be a revenge fuck?"

"I knew, on some level, it would mean more. And it did. You mean more to me than I realised." She smiled at me and I melted once more.

"Now we are all even… it's a blank slate. You can have anything you want, Lauren." I said in a shaky voice. Fearful that I might still lose her.

"Right now, all I want is you..." she pushed the dressing gown from my shoulders.

She kissed me and I sighed into her mouth, "...and this!" she said, plucking one of the strawberries from its position. She brought the fruit over to me, hovering it over my mouth like a roman servant feeding their master a bunch of grapes.

The berry's sugary juices spilled into my throat when she bit down into it—another model strawberry. The flesh both perfectly firm and soft, easy to eat but with a resistance to the teeth. Its miniature seeds crunched as she ate.

Lauren kissed her when she was finished, tasting the lingering strawberry. "Mmm," she cooed, letting her own dressing gown drop to the floor, "that is tasty. Are you feeling refreshed now?"

I answered by sitting up and rubbing my tongue over one of Lauren's now exposed fleshy nipples. Lauren ran her fingers through my hair, breathing heavily as her body responded to my stimulation of her breast.

After Lauren's breasts were both glistening with my saliva, I turned my attention to her vagina hiding between pressed-together thighs. I fingered her with one hand while the other reached for the strawberry bowl. I took the fragile red fruit and squashed it in my hand over Lauren's pert breasts. I watched the trail of transparent, red liquid flow down to the navel, then to Lauren's lower lips. I then fed the mash to my lover, who graciously licked it off my palm.

"More," Lauren commanded me. So I again took one more perfect strawberry away from its home and smashed it to allow the juice to coat our naked skin. The fresh nectar was sticky and cool on our flesh as the sun rose higher in the sky.

I kept pumping her fingers in Lauren's folds. Her body and neck arched forward so I could lap up every drop of strawberry juice spilled on my partner, tongue tracing long paths over her exposed flesh.

Sweat and strawberry juice mingled on our bodies, creating a strange and tantalizing aroma. As you might imagine, it was also quite sticky for all involved. However neither of us minded the mess. We were too enthralled with each other and the realisation of our long suppressed desires. The experience transcended all fantasy or daydream, our illicit affair had become a new beginning of sexual enlightenment and what it was to have a loving partner.

"I want to feel you cum," I whispered in my lover's ear and as I slipped two more fingers inside her pussy, Lauren could tell that I meant every word that I said. I nibbled on Lauren's nipples while I squeezed her ass with my hand.

"I want to cum for you," Lauren assured me, she was taking gasping short breaths but dipped her fingers into the whipped cream and smeared her breasts with it.

"I've made a mess," Lauren whispered.

"No," I said, "they look perfect now. Let me clean you up."

I licked in between Lauren's breasts, then moved her attention to the exposed cream covered flesh. I started on the outside, moving inwards slowly, kissing, sucking, biting. Lauren's nipple seemed to grow harder by the second, screaming for the contact of my tongue. And there it was. I licked under the nipple, slowly, teasing, watching Lauren squirm. I took it between my teeth, gingerly, and pulled.

"Fuck," Lauren breathed, "you're going to make me cum… just by sucking my tits!"

I smiled and pulled with my teeth again. Then I closed my lips over Lauren's areola, and slid my tongue over her nipple, up and down, pulling all the while. I began my cleaning action on her other breast while fondling Lauren's nipple in my fingers. I finished with the second nipple and kissed my way back up to Lauren's lips, where Lauren met me with an open mouth.

"I'm so close," she said between kisses and as she spoke I could sense  the pleasure mounting in her core, a massive build-up ready to wreak havoc on her senses. My tongue probed her mouth while my fingers returned to her wet pussy. I quickly wormed three fingers inside her and began to caress her special place. Her inner flesh was twitching to each the gentle rhythm of my digits, further jolts coming as I lightly bit down on a nipple once more, sending another shockwave through her. The intervals between her spasms reduced rapidly, and soon Lauren was cresting a gargantuan wave of pleasure that caused her womanhood to spasm wildly as I continued to finger her.

"Yes!" Lauren screamed, an orgasm exploding inside her.

I held her lover tightly through the whole thing, lips planting small pecks on her collarbone. A torrent of cum shot out onto my palm, further adding to the intoxicating cocktail of strawberry nectar and body fluid. I continued my embrace as Lauren settled down, residual convulsions arising along with ragged breath.

"Now we're even," I said into Lauren's ear.

"Actually, I owe you one after that," Lauren said, still reeling from her orgasm. "You haven't cum yet!"

I laughed. "I'm simply happy to please."

"That," she said between kisses, "was fucking amazing."

"Let's shower together, Lauren."

"I'd love to." She said as she danced towards the bathroom. She turned on the taps and when I arrived behind her, the water was just right. We stepped under the fine spray together. I fondled her luscious breasts until she handed me the soap and washcloth, turned her back on me and bent slightly forward.

I began by admiring her ass one more time, with both my eyes and my hands. This was not something I could help doing, because she is so gorgeous back there. Her skin was creamy white, with a slight hint of freckles, which befits her as a natural redhead. Her hips curved out beautifully and smoothly from her sides, swooped out and down and around and tapered into her legs. In the back, both her soft cheeks jutted out and around, forming two perfect hemispheres, even curving slightly down and back up and in before they met the backs of her thighs. My hands adored cupping those soft, curvaceous cheeks almost as much as my cock loved to plunge in and out between them.

Having completed my visual and manual adoration, I soaped up the outsides of those hemispheres, scrubbed lightly with the cloth and let Lauren rinse under the flowing water. When all the suds were gone, I loudly kissed each succulent side in turn, to her amusement and my enjoyment. With that part of her ass done, she bent over farther and reached back to spread her lovely cheeks so I could carefully and gently wash her insides. To finish that part, I got to my knees and looked up to see between the halves of that fascinating sphere, at the risk of getting soap in my eyes.

After I used the handheld shower attachment to rinse the insides of her cheeks, I started the most important part. Lauren moved her hands inward to slightly pull apart the edges of her adorable pink rosebud. Besides being the most important part of washing her, it was the part where I had to be the most gentle. I soaped up the middle finger of one hand and carefully eased it into the small hole she was creating for me. Lauren sighed happily and her ass squirmed eagerly in front of me. Whatever noises of movements she was making, she continued holding open the small taboo hole.

I started slowly fucking my finger in and out of her ass and, after a few strokes, she was thrusting back to meet me. 

"Ooooh, that feels so good. I love it! Joseph never does anything like that," she murmured, and arched her back to encourage me to keep doing it.

Using first the tip of my other index finger and then the soft cloth, I carefully cleaned all the pink puckered area around her rosebud and, when I was done, pulled my finger out of her ass. I cleaned it off first, then directed the spray from the attachment all over the area I had just washed so thoroughly. When I was through, I kissed each lovely cheek again and gently slapped one. Lauren just giggled, and I turned off the water and placed the attachment in the receptacle where it is kept when not in use.

We got out of the shower and dried each other off with the warm, fluffy towels the hotel had provided for us. She looked as horny as ever and was growning impatient for the pleasure she had been anticipating. With neither of us completely dry we hurried over to the bed. We both knew what we were going to be doing, so no discussion was needed. She knelt near the headboard, nestled the side of her face into a pillow and reached back to spread her cheeks for me to start the process.

Joseph won't do this, huh? I thought to myself. Well, I'm going to make sure I blow her mind. There is very little difference between licking an ass as alluring as that of Lauren's and eating her pussy. I placed my hands gently on those soft, creamy cheeks and started by licking the cute little dimple at the base of her spine. She squirmed in front of me and murmured happily, and I slowly progressed to the soft and clean inside of one of the heavenly places I had just finished washing.

I started licking down the silky-smooth skin of her left cheek, beginning fairly far from her precious rosebud, which would be my ultimate goal. She had been in a rush to begin our love-making, as had I but, once we started, there was no urgency at all. I especially took my time licking down the ultra-smooth inside of that cheek, all the way around her rosebud and back up the outer edge of her right hemisphere, until my tongue got back to the place where I had started.

Lauren was cooing happily, and her ass and hips were squirming in front of me as I started back down the inside of her left cheek. This time, I was closer to the rosebud that would be my goal, but still outside the puckered area, where she was highly sensitive. Once again, I licked all the way down that soft, smooth area but, this time, I detected the delectable aroma of her fresh pussy juices. I used my finger to scrape off some of the nectar and wiped it on the inside of the place where my tongue would be momentarily. Lauren shivered in anticipation.

I didn't really need that additional treat but her juice made it that much better. When I reached the spot where I had left that little bonus, I spent more time there than I had anywhere else, until my tongue had sluiced up all the delicious juices. From there, I continued slowly upward until my tongue was once again at the junction of those enticing cheeks.

"Oh fuck… Fuck! It's not fair, I already owed you one," I heard her murmur to me. 

"Do you want me to stop?" I said, panting into her arse.

"Fuck no! I really love what you're doing back there. Take your time; we've got all day."

That was true, and I knew we both wanted her level of pleasure to steadily grow until the time came for her climax, and not rush ourselves getting there, but I really didn't want to take all day. Although I had nothing else to do, my tongue would eventually get too tired to continue. But I was still taking as much time as I could when I started back down her left cheek, closer than ever to her adorable rosebud.

Almost immediately, I ran into the white puckered area, which was the most sensitive place my tongue had caressed. Lauren cooed blissfully from my ministrations, and started thrusting her ass back against my face. I kept my tongue in the same place, doing no more than flicking it up and down, while her erotic movements became more pronounced. When I finally did leave that one spot, it was at less than a snail's pace, because I wanted to thoroughly lick that whole area of the white puckering and bring the beautiful and sexy redhead closer to her next orgasm.

Lauren wanted the same thing. "Fuuuuck! Oh, ohhhhh fuck! You're the best. You're going to make me cum like that."

Toward that noble end, my tongue once again slowly traveled around Lauren's sweet, precious rosebud, where I paused to harvest more from the delicious pool of juices available from her pussy and smear them on the area I had yet to cover. Even with that bonus waiting for me, her ass was so great to lick that I took a long time before also devouring the waiting treat and continuing slowly upward to once again pause briefly at the place I had started.

Lauren knew where my tongue was going next, and the anticipation made her even more sexually excited. Her gorgeous ass was writhing in front of me as she thrust back harder against my face, and the soft cooing sounds she had been making evolved into moans of bliss. My tongue traveled along the edge of the hole, although it was little more than a slit just then. The texture felt like crushed velvet, but warm and alive, and I slowly licked all the way around and back up to the top of that adorable hole, where I paused for a few seconds.

She was so excited in her anticipation of what I would do next, Lauren bowed her back, raising her hips and presenting her ass to my mouth as completely as she could. Besides her whole body thrashing about, her hips were swiveling in front of me, driving her knees down into the mattress like a set of lovely white pistons. I knew what I was going to do next too and, to give myself even better access, I moved my hands from the insides of Lauren's cheeks so my fingers could gently grip the edges of the precious spot I would be licking. When I was ready, my tongue began its ultimate journey, straight down to her adorable pink rosebud.

"Oh shit! Lick me! Lick me there!" Lauren urged me, which was exactly where I wanted to apply my tongue.

Infinitely slowly, my tongue traveled downward, the end moving up and down as I licked my way to my goal. The tip passed between my fingers that were holding open the shallow hole, because it is easier to do what we wanted from the lower direction. In the shower, I had plunged my finger in and out of her ass, but my tongue is softer and blunter, and can't force its way inside. We had to be content with my just wetly fondling the shallow orifice I was creating so, after squeezing in as far as it could, the tip of my tongue started slowly moving up and down while I pressed my face as snugly against her cleft as I could and still be able to breathe.

Lauren was more than content. The movements of her body became wilder, as her ass swayed from side to side and jammed back against me. It felt almost like she was trying to capture my face and hold it prisoner. The red haired hotty was almost ready to cum, but I would need to stroke her clit to bring about her climax, so I would no longer be able to use both hands to hold open the small, small aperture my tongue was so avidly caressing. Of course, Lauren reaching her orgasm was infinitely more important to both of us than what I did to bring her to that admirable event.

She knew it too. "P-p-please play with my clit!" she urged me. "I need to… cum!"

I wedged my face even more tightly between her cheeks, because I would have to stroke her clit with one hand and use that arm and the other to keep her upright once she started to cum. That meant I could no longer hold her rosebud open, but the shallow hole I had created would remain so my tongue was still able to caress her there.

Her pussy felt like an ocean filled with her fresh juices. Almost all of the nectar would be wasted, which was unfortunate, because it tasted so delicious, but I was more concerned with her climax. I found Lauren's clit, which was so swollen with her lust it had pushed its way completely out from the shelter of its hood. With utmost gentleness, I pinched the little darling between folds of her inner lips and started slowly stroking her. Burrowing my tongue as far as I could into her adorable rosebud, I continued licking her in the same tempo, and I knew she would climax within a matter of minutes.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Lauren whimpered.

As her ass rammed against my face, her hips continued with their swiveling and her body thrashed from side to side, I hung onto her hips with both arms and kept stroking her clit. My tongue stayed active too, avidly worshipping her rosebud until Lauren cried out ecstatically:

"Yes! Yes! I'm cumming! Oh fuck, here it comes, fuuuuck!" She squealed.

I was unable to keep her body upright while she was in the throes of ecstasy. She fell to one side, but remained on the bed, lying on her side on top of my arm with her legs moving as if she were running in place. My tongue and my hand remained active, until Lauren cried out again, louder and even more joyously but incoherently. As she climaxed, all her muscles clenched and she rammed her ass against my face for a final time.

After her tremendous orgasm, the redhead was sprawled on her side, until I freed my arm from under her and moved away. She rolled onto her back, with her face a mask of absolute bliss, both eyes closed and her lips parted in a happy smile. With my hands, I wiped as much of the juices as I could from her pussy and relished the aroma and flavour as I licked it all off.

"I want you to cum now," she gasped, "You've held off for so long. I want you to cum inside me but put on a condom if you must and fuck me."

"How about I don't put on a condom and fuck your ass instead?"

"Ok…" she said nervously but grinning from ear to ear. I got off the bed so I could prepare her ass for fucking.

I went first to the bathroom to get a damp cloth. When I brought that back into the bedroom, I went to the dresser where there was a plastic squeeze bottle of lube, and I took it with me when I went back and sat on the bed to wait until Lauren was ready to have her ass filled with my hard cock.

The wait was not a long one. Her eyes were open and, when she saw my cock pulse and the bottle of lubricant in my hand, her smile changed from one of joy to one of lust. She rolled over onto her belly, took the pillow which had been under her head and placed it under her waist while she waited for me to get her ass ready to fuck. I didn't make her wait any longer than I could help, because I was just as eager as Lauren was to get my cock into that heavenly place.

After I got onto the bed, she spread her legs and reached back to separate the cheeks of her ass. I reached into the delightful cleft and used the thumb and index finger of one hand to pry her rosebud open, while my other hand held the plastic bottle and poked the tip into the tiny hole being made available.

When I squeezed on the bottle, Lauren's ass started squirming as she felt the cool, oily liquid gush into her right where she wanted it. I removed the bottle of lube and carefully inserted a middle finger into her as far as my knuckle. Her happy cooing let me know how much she liked that step in the process. To spread the lubricant, I twisted my finger and fucked it in and out a few times before removing it and using the excess lubricant and more from the bottle to cover my cock.

We were both fully prepared so, holding my shaft with one hand, I reached into Lauren's cleft again to pry open her rosebud. The plentiful lubrication made it easier this time. Supporting the weight of my upper body on the other hand, I leaned in close and moved the tip of my cock up and down in the tiny hole as I had done a few minutes earlier with the tip of my tongue. The difference was my cock was rigid and, when I felt I had made a slight penetration, I thrust forward and felt the head wedge into the oily pink hole.

When she felt the end of my cock squeezing its way into the tight place where she wanted it, Lauren moaned in lustful pleasure and wiggled my ass to incite me to cram more into her. With another firm, gentle thrust forward, an inch more of my hard shaft plunged into her ass. I paused then to allow her body to adjust to the intruder. I also moved my finger around between my cock and her pleasure channel.

"Give it all to me, cum inside me. I want your cock in my ass," she gently chided me for my caution.

I was taking it slow, but I intended to drive everything I had into Lauren's ass in small increments. The next time I pushed ahead, almost two inches of my shaft burrowed into her, eliciting a squeal of joy. My cock was far enough inside her that I no longer needed to guide it or to hold her rosebud open, so I wiped my hands on the wet cloth. After removing the excess oil, I placed my hands on her soft hips so I could pull on them for additional leverage and, the next time I thrust forward, almost my entire shaft plunged into her. It was met by a gasp of delight.

Once we had reached that point, we stayed like that for a few minutes, letting the unique sensations inundate our bodies. With every small twitch or any other movement either of us made, waves of bliss rippled through us, eliciting fresh exclamations of exquisite pleasure. Finally, I leaned forward so I was lying on top of Lauren, gently holding her shoulders and with my lips next to her ear.

"Are you ready for this now?" I whispered to her.

"Yeah, fuck my ass. Give it to me good."

I gave it to her good, but slowly. First, I drew away until only the head of my cock was inside her, paused for a few seconds and plowed its entire length back into her, so deep my pubic hair was brushing against the soft insides of her ass cheeks. Lauren moaned happily and her body started to writhe under me. I continued like that for a few dozen more slow, deep strokes, and her movements and her other responses grew more and more pronounced, but I knew she would soon want to take a more active part in our fucking.

"That's fucking wonderful," Lauren murmured. "But let me get up on my knees and it'll be even better."

"Okay."

With the entire length of my cock buried inside her ass, and my knees pressed against the mattress, I pushed up from the bed, and she followed me. We were part of the way through with the change in our position, with Lauren on her hands and knees, while I knelt directly behind her with my hands on her hips and my cock still inside her all the way to my pubic hair. She reached out and moved the pillow that had been under her waist and leaned forward, clutching it in her arms, with her back bowed to raise her ass and present me with the best target possible.

With both of us ready, I resumed by slowly withdrawing until I could look down between our bodies and see most of my cock. Pulling back on her hips, I slowly thrust forward and, when Lauren felt my shaft surging into her, she fucked back to meet me. Our bodies came together softly and quietly, except for the loud moans of bliss uttered by both of us.

As we had before, we stayed in that position while ecstasy throbbed through our bodies, until I drew back and thrust forward. Once again, Lauren met me halfway and, when that stroke ended, the fronts of my thighs were pressed against the backs of hers and against her gorgeous cheeks. We were in no hurry to finish what we were doing for each other, and I remained where I was, my hands caressing her sides and hips and legs and her soft and succulent ass.

The third mutual stroke was the same, as was the next one and the many that followed. Our movements continued to be slow but, from the exquisite pleasure I was getting from our fucking, I could feel my climax mounting. I knew Lauren was feeling the same way, from her sobs and whimpers of joy and the way her body was starting to sway from side to side, so I was not surprised when she turned her face to me to say what she needed.

"I'm getting ready to cum. Start fucking me faster."

I drew my cock back again and plunged it into her the way she wanted; Lauren met me again, and our bodies came together with a soft "smack." There was no pause this time. I pulled back the same way and drove forward, and she fucked back to meet me the same way. The lube in her ass was working perfectly and had completely liquefied, so there was no friction at all, just the heavenly sensation of tightness and the steady actions of her internal muscles as they massaged my entire shaft.

Lauren's movements steadily became more frenetic; she was driving her knees down into the mattress as before, and my hands on her hips guided her ass back to meet my thrusts. In every way, she let me know what a great time she was having from my cock going in and out of her ass.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" she whimpered in time with my thrusts into her. "Fuck. Fuuuuck! My clit… rub my clitty," Lauren turned her head to say to me.

Once again, I moved my hand to the swamp that was her pussy, scraped off some of the great wealth of juices and licked them from my fingers. Lauren's movements were getting wilder with every thrust of my cock into her so, after devouring a large part of her nectar, my hand found the swollen morsel I was hunting for and carefully squeezed the little cutie between two folds of her lips. My other arm was around her waist to keep her from falling to that side, and I started stroking her clit in time with my cock driving into her ass.

"Yes! Yes! Aaaah Yes!!" Lauren cried out joyfully, as I increased the speed of my thrusts into her.

She no longer had enough control of her bodily movements for her ass to fuck back to meet me, but that didn't matter. My cock pistoned in and out of her and my hand stroked her clit while my arms tried to keep her upright on her knees. After a few minutes, Lauren again expressed her joy.

"Yes! Oh, fuck! I'm cumming!"

Her movements became more frantic than ever and, once again, I was unable to keep her on her knees. She fell to her right side, and I kept my cock fully embedded in her ass and stayed with her as she toppled. When we landed, I continued to pound my cock into her and stroke her clit, while she warbled of her excruciating pleasure, and her legs aimlessly kicked back and forth. When she climaxed, Lauren cried out loudly and incoherently and rammed her ass back at me for the ultimate time, before all her muscles relaxed and she lay quietly and contented.

After her orgasm, I kept plowing my cock into her, because I also needed to cum. My climax had been mounting for a long time, and I could feel it welling up from within my body. I didn't stop driving my cock in and out between Lauren's creamy cheeks until I felt my balls tingle and tighten. By now Lsuren was an animal, and pushed back against me as vigorously as I plunged into her. The sheer excitement of this new experience told me I wasn't going to last long, but I did my best for her. At one point I reached around and found her drenched pussy with my fingers, for some reason needing to confirm that I was deep in her ass. By now I knew I would soon be cumming soon and there was nothing that was going to stop the flood I could feel building in my balls. 

What happened next surprised the hell out of me, and no matter how many times I have filled an ass with cum, I still can't properly describe it. There is something distinctly different about the way it feels to cum in an ass than a pussy. Maybe it's the tight channel designed to expel rather than receive fluids, or just the way the cum seems to splash back against your cock rather than disappearing into the void, but cumming in an ass is a unique and delicious experience. At any rate, I did not disappoint her, and I filled her ass with the biggest load of cum my swollen balls had ever produced.

Satiated, I tried to catch my breath as I waited for my cock to realize what had happened. Slowly, I began to shrink, and reluctantly my cock slid out of its new found home. I gazed in amazement at her gaping anus, a deep dark pit lined with a fresh load of steaming hot cum. Slowly, it began to retract, pulsating as it did and starting to pump some of my load onto the sheets. As it closed, Lauren's ass began to make wet farting noises, and I continued to watch as more of my cum oozed out of her ravaged asshole. 

We lay like that for a long time, catching our breaths, regaining our strength and enjoying the closeness of each other. Eventually, my cock softened enough to slip out of her ass, and I moved to the foot of the bed. Lauren rolled onto her back and looked at me, smiled, and made me an offer I could not refuse.

"You finally came inside me. Not my preferred destination for your spunk but here, I know how much you like this." She spread her legs and her hand gestured to her pussy, which was covered with her juices, and more dripping out even as I watched.

Eagerly, I nestled my face in her crotch and feasted on the nectar. Afterwards we both lay on our backs, completely naked and just stared at our reflections above us. We held hands and shared a knowing smile. Real life slowly invaded our beautiful fantasy. I think we both felt awkward as thoughts of our partners and the mess our lives had become hit home. We sighed. I felt bad, I think Lauren felt worse. The guilt and shared shame at knowing we wanted each other so badly was going to cause further complications.

"Hey! HEY! Come back to me, Lauren.” She shook the images from her mind, “Remember they made this happen. They chose this. We are just innocent-”

“We are not innocent,” she said but gripped my hand harder, “But you’re right, Joseph did this.”

“Rachel is to blame.”

“Your happiness is more important to me than either of them.”

“Let’s walk off this dark cloud,” Lauren suggested, “We have the room all day and we aren’t expected back until the night.”

“Let’s do it!” I smiled and jumped out of bed and began to sort through my clothes for something to wear.

“You’re a handsome man, you deserve better than Rachel,” She said watching me, “I’m sorry I dragged you into this.”

I returned to the bed and bent down to kiss her. “Don’t be sorry. You were brave and you are beautiful. If losing them is the price I have to pay to gain you… I will gladly pay it.”

“You’re too good. Too good for me.” She said as she kissed me and I pulled her out of the bed and into my embrace. We held each other, still naked, hugging like friends, needing each other. The sun was now higher in the sky and warming the room. “Let’s get out there and enjoy the morning. After last night I don’t think I’ll be able to walk straight” Lauren laughed. 

“I’ll support you.”

“You always have.”

I sat up and helped her into a sitting position. She looked stunning and I remember being sad that she was about to hide her body beneath a layer of clothes. I began to get dressed as Lauren fished carefully through her suitcase pulling out lingerie and a black dress before disappearing into the bathroom.

"Can you come help me, please?" She asked a minute or two later.

"Sure, anything for you."

When I walked into the bathroom, she was standing in front of the full-length mirror. Her red hair was piled up high on her head, with little wisps on each side of her face. It was very anime and a very attractive look.

I wanted to kiss her cheek and plunge my teeth into her neck. It was a disturbing, predatory thought, and I banished it immediately. Too many anime vampire video games I guess...

"What do you need me to do?" I asked.

"Zip me up, please."

That's when I took a closer look at the dress. It was black, very black, made out of some sort of velvet or something. It absorbed all light striking it completely. The zipper was down just above her waist. It was tight all down her torso and hugged her hips, and it had a flared skirt in some sort of pleats. The skirt ended above your knees. Rather… high… above her knees revealing her long yet shapely legs. I couldn’t help but feel the power of her allure.

I stepped up closely behind her. I reached down and held the fabric under the zipper. I held the zipper and slowly moved it upwards. As I did that, I noticed her ass started poking out at me more and more. By the time I reached the top, her butt came into contact with my crotch. I simply couldn't tell how much was fabric, and how much was skin.

"Oh! I'm sorry,” Lauren said in mock apology, “I just didn't want the zipper to break — this is a great dress, but not very expensive. The zippers break on these things all the time. It helps if I stretch that way while you do that. I should have warned you." She giggled, taking pleasure in my physical reaction to her body. I understood the need to feel wanted.

"It's ok, Lauren." I said eagerly. We didn't separate while she explained. We just stood there; her ass buried in my aching crotch. I looked over her shoulder and into her eyes in the mirror. She looked back at me. My hands went down to her waist, and I slowly pulled her in tighter to me. I watched her eyes close, and she went up on her toes, then back down again, caressing the hardness sliding between her cheek-cleavage. Then she pulled away quickly.

"Thanks for that.” Lauren smiled.

"You’re welcome, Lauren."

I was certain now. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. I had no idea what to do about it. I didn't want anything to change between us, but my entire life-focus became concentrated on getting a very insistent part of me back where I belonged. I had no plan, I had no courage either… but I had something far more valuable. Hope.

As we exited the hotel there was no teasing, no innuendoes. We just… talked. I think since she knew we had become so much more than friends, she started to open up about how hard the discovery of Rachel and Joseph’s affair was. I never really understood the extent of her loneliness. I felt bad for not really thinking about it before. We opened up to each other that sunny morning.

She asked me about Rachel, and I talked about our life together. I noticed that the longer I talked about her, the more agitated she became. So she asked fewer questions, but they became rather pointed. I decided to go for broke. It was now or never.

"So, yeah, she’s cute and all, but… she never felt like she was into me. I felt like she was always looking for something better. So was I if I’m honest."

"Oh yeah? What would be better, then?" she asked sharply as we walked. She wasn't looking at me.

"There's someone I've had my eye on for a long time, but… I wasn’t sure she would be receptive. She didn't think about me in the same way at all."

"Really? I find that very difficult to believe. Who is this girl, if I might ask?" Her green eyes turned back to me.

"Well, number one, she's not a girl. She's a woman. And number two, I'm not sure I should tell you… she was already taken.”

"Oh, come on, you know you can tell me anything. I wonder who this woman is? Is she married?" she laughed.

"No, she’s not married. But she's definitely someone who’s in a long term relationship."

"Hmm. This is a true mystery.” Lauren said as we walked into the forest, “Not Rachel, but someone you know. Not a girl, a woman… an older woman? Oh my God, is it a neighbour? Mrs. Cartwright?!" You were smiling hugely now, certain you hit the mark. I had helped out Maria Cartwright on occasion. She was about thirty five years old, blonde, a BBW and smoking hot. Her husband paid for everything: car washes, lawn mowing, and anything else they needed.  

"No, she’s married although I wouldn't mind getting a kiss or two from her. She's really hot.”

That rattled her. She looked away again. "Yes, she is, isn't she? Well, she should enjoy being lusted after as long as she can. Once you're married, it's all downhill." How close to marriage had Joseph and Lauren actually got? Maybe that’s why Joseph’s affair seemed to hit her hard. This was Lauren’s fly-cast for sympathy, or maybe a pitch at what my long term plans now were. Well, it wasn't going to make it that easy. Ok, that's a lie. It was totally going to be that easy. I was desperate to let her know how I felt about her. And she knew it.

"Lauren, Rachel cannot hold a candle to you. Maria is an older woman but she’s off limits. We didn’t ask our significant others to fuck each other behind our backs. They broke whatever commitment that existed between us. Don’t feel guilty about doing something they have not only been doing themselves, but they’ve been lying to us and stringing us along. Letting us live oblivious to their cheating. That’s cruel. I won’t lie to them, Lauren. They are going to know about us and I intend to confront Rachel. I want to be with you. Give us a chance. We found each other and I no longer care about the circumstances. Something good could come out of their cruelty. Lauren I— " I stopped myself.

"It's ok, baby, you can say the words. You’ve already said them to me, at least twice. But do you really think that? I feel so broken and so anrgy." She took a deep breath and her breasts pushed out her dress marvelously. The deep cleavage held a teardrop silver pendant, nestled deep in the soft flesh. Saliva flooded my mouth.

"It’s more than a physical attraction, Lauren. I love your body… your boobs… your ass— " I stopped again. Now I was blushing and desperate to say yhe right thing.

"Oh yes? What about my ass?"

"Your ass makes my hands itch, my heart race, and my eyes burn. I love your body. I love you, Lauren." There. I had laid it all out. To hell with the consequences. I figured if she was offended, we could head back to the hotel, pack our bags and travel home.

"I see. Oh… my goodness." She stopped in her tracks to give yourself some time to recover. There was a sudden silence in the forest.

"Lauren, I'm sorry, I— " I started.

She interrupted quickly. "No, baby, it's ok. It's totally ok. Don't worry about it. I've known you've looked at me that way for a long time now and I knew I had feelings for you, too." She continued to look away, but sneaked a glance at me.

"You have?"

"Oh yes. Do you think I’m blind? Rachel knew you’ve always found me attractive. Joseph teased you about… our bedroom antics… at every opportunity he got. Everyone knows how you feel about me. Everyone lied to you, including me. Baby, I've heard you… calling out my name… while you were..." She stopped.

"While I what, Lauren?" I pushed her.

"While you're stroking that long, thick cock, whispering 'Lauren' over and over. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?" 

“When? Maybe I was… dreaming.”

“The time’s I’ve crashed at your place or when you’ve slept on our sofa. I watched you. I listened to you.”

I couldn't speak. My heart was about to explode. Lauren had watched me masturbate. She had heard me call out her name. How many times had I fantasised about her? Hundreds? I had to find out.

"Lauren?"

"Yes?"

"Why didn't you say something?"

"It would have complicated things. I thought it was cute. It was nice to feel wanted." She reached over and stroked my cock through my pants as we walked. I stopped her and stared into her eyes. "Don't worry. This is good. We are good."

"I know but listen, this is important." I looked right at her. I took her hands away from me and held them. "Lauren, you need to understand that you are the only woman, the only girl I have ever dreamed of, and as far as I can tell, you are going to be the only woman I love this way for the rest of my life. Rachel and I never had the spark we have. You're my dream girl. You and I were made to be together. I have no idea why that is. It flies in the face of all social convention. I feel bad about it, but… well, I think of it this way. If I love you this much, if my feelings for you are generating this much love in the world, and I mean genuine love, not just lust or whatever, then it must be right." I spoke as earnestly as I could, putting all my emotions into it. My eyes welled up.

"Lauren, I love you like no other ever will. You made me open my eyes. I can look at your beauty because you made me see. Everything I touch I feel because you made me come alive. If I am made to be with you, then so be it. It is what it is, and I don't want to fight it anymore."

Lauren was crying very softly. "Baby?"

"Yes, Lauren."

"I feel the same way." She stepped towards me but stumbled into my arms.

"But… I've never known anyone so uncoordinated in all my life." I laughed as I grabbed her waist to prevent her from falling. "We're hopeless," I said, dragging her none-too-gently onto a granite boulder.

"Oh, fuck off." Lauren laughed. She turned her back on me and stood facing the valley below, taking in the peaceful scenery so at odds with the tension I had created.

Her red hair was blowing gently in the wind; the cool breeze whipped the ends and rippled across her dress while she mentally cursed her choice of clothing.

"What are you thinking about?"

She sneaked a glance at me and smiled in spite of herself. "The future." Lauren pulled her water bottle from the side pocket of her bag and popped the top, tilting it to her mouth to take a drink.

I moved in beside her and bumped her shoulder, causing her to lose her grip and send water dribbling down her chin. Lauren shot me a lethal glare. She caught the droplets and wiped her damp fingers on her skirt. "You did that on purpose."

My mouth tilted in a half-smile and I turned the full weight of my gaze on her. "I needed to change the tone. We are here. This is now. The scenery is beautiful and I'm here with a gorgeous woman who's not only my best friend but my lover too."

"I'm always delightful company. Trust me, it's you, not me." Lauren watched as the afternoon sun played across my features, the breeze ruffled my dark hair and his skin glowed with a light sheen of perspiration. I adored her, her slim figure and curvaceous features always made her look so feminine. The dress, as it billowed in the wind, made her look ethereal. I always felt insignificant standing next to her.

"I've never seen you as anything other than beyond my reach," I said.

"That's because you never took any risks." She slipped her bottle into her backpack. "You settled for the life you had with Rachel. You never reached out to me."

"I’m reaching out now. But I still think we will never be together." I lifted my arms above my head and my eyes remained on her while I indulged in a leisurely stretch.

"Awwww, never say 'never'." 

I rested my arm across her shoulder and pulled her in against my side. "At least we will be BFFs after this, I just know it."

We continued to walk together, arm in arm, in the luxurious hotel grounds. The trail grew denser the deeper we walked into the forest. We hadn't passed a single person on our journey which only served to make us feel even more isolated. Lost in similar thoughts about how we should change our lives. 

Lauren released a loud breath and shook her head, knowing what needed to be done. There was nothing like a walk in the fresh mountain air to help bring some clarity to your thinking. For the sake of her future happiness she had to put more effort into being less… reluctant to face the facts.

Ten minutes later we reached a clearing and I slipped my arm from hers and helped her onto an ornate garden seat. I sensed Lauren wanted to cheer with relief as she slid free from my grasp and to the seat. Even though autumn was approaching and the days had begun to cool we felt unusually warm.

A smile hovered at my mouth as I glanced at her. "I only want you to be happy, Lauren. Give us a chance? Love is the only thing worth fighting for."

Lauren moved in beside me to share the seat. She let out a breathless laugh, "Love is worth fighting for." She stared at the tree-filled landscape, listening to the wind rustle through the leaves while she braced herself for my response. When the silence stretched on her gaze shifted to me. "Why so quiet?" she asked.

My body remained facing straight ahead; only my eyes slid in her direction. "We need to stop blaming ourselves."

She threw a furtive glance my way. "I've been thinking the same thing."

"It's going to take a lot of effort."

She hummed her agreement, the humour in my tone making her smile. Lauren soaked up the silence with him for a while, losing herself in her thoughts. I couldn't imagine what it would be like being just friends with her now, we had already spent too long as… I didn't even know what to call the relationship we currently shared.

"Say something nice to me about all of this," she finally said, wanting to test him. "I bet you can't even come up with one thing."

I pushed off the rock and took a couple of steps away, turning to face her once I had put some distance between them. I appeared to be thinking it over but it didn't take me too long to find an answer. "All right," I sighed, "Lauren, I love you. No matter what happens, I love you. No matter who you choose, I love you."

"I know. I didn’t want to accept it but I know you do, and I love you too." She snuggled closer and I hugged her tighter.

"You know, I was watching when you and Joseph had good times, I was watching when you had your bad times and I know how much he hurt you by cheating with my girlfriend. I didn't see it coming, Rachel hid her feelings well. She played me, she played us both. I feel the pain, just like you."

"It still hurts. Maybe it always will."

"We were there for each other last night and I will always be there for you in the future. I respect you and whatever choice you make. You've been the only one I ever looked up to. You've been my lover, sister and best friend. Remember all those times I came home from work and told you everything. You were my boss! I would talk to you about anything and everything."

I looked at her face. She was already looking at mine.

"Yeah," and she laughed. "I know right!"

"Well, that's because you mean more to me than anyone else. And then I watched as you went on dates with that asshole." I added quickly and laughed. Lauren punched my shoulder.

"I don’t think he ever loved me, he just loved the idea of having me. Maybe that’s all Rachel is to him now, he always wants more… but my relationship with him never felt right to me. It was always as if he just wanted my body. Hell, I'm not even that sexy!"

"Yeah, I suppose you're not that hot." I said. She raised one eyebrow and gave me one of her sexy excuse-me-mister? looks.

"How long has it been since you last dated anyone other than him, Lauren?"

"Hmm... I think, five years?"

"That's a long time. Hey, are you telling me you haven't had someone else’s 'something' inside you for five freaking years?!"

"Ha! Well, no. Not a real 'something' anyway." She sighed.

"You know Lauren, I never had a girlfriend at high school. Not even at college."

Lauren broke the hug and took a good look at me.

"Don't tell me you were a virgin before you met Rachel!" She teased.

"Of course not! It's just that I never had a serious relationship."

"And why is that?"

"Because it never felt right."

I looked at Lauren and I saw she had that ok-go-on look.

"It never felt right because I could never have an affair, when the one woman I loved and wanted to be with, was at home with my best friend."

I saw tears in Lauren's eyes. So I didn't bother hiding mine. She hugged me.

"I don't know what to say. But you were right when you said it would take a lot of effort. I love Joseph… I love Rachel… I just can’t stop caring about them. I know my feelings for you though too. I liked what has happened between us. From the very moment we had that kiss, I had this weird feeling in my body. I think that's what made me do the things I've been doing all night long."

I put my arms around her again and leaned against her.

"But the thing is, we can't do this. We shouldn't. I'm your boss. You’re my best and only friend. As much as we would like this to be a thing, it's wrong and it’s my fault. I brought you here. I knew that my motives were born out of revenge… not love."

"Look Lauren, we're not the first couple to face this dilemma. And we'll definitely not be the last. All I have to say is, if you're ok with it and if I'm ok with it, that's all that matters. If it makes you feel any better, we can even move to somewhere else, where nobody knows us."

I knew she was going to say something, so before she did, I took her face in my hands and kissed her sweet lips. I held her head still, but never got any resistance from her. She started kissing back and we sat there as our tongues battled in our mouths. In the heat of the moment, I ran my hands all over her back. I slowly brought my right hand to the front and brushed against her breasts outside her velvety dress. A slight moan escaped her lips but she didn't break the kiss.

"Did you really mean what you said? Or did you just say that because you thought I needed to hear it?" she asked seriously.

It was time to be honest with her, about everything, so I was. I told her the truth from the very beginning, how it hadn't been my intent to make a play for her as soon as I found an opportunity, and once finding it, how I had intended to use it. I wanted her more than anything… more than I wanted Rachel. I was pretty sure my relationship with my cheating girlfriend wouldn’t survive this. 

"What I'm trying to tell you is this," I began finally getting to where I had intended to go in the first place, "was that I didn't really know that I loved you… until I said it. And when I said it, I realised that I did, and had felt that way all along. I was just unwilling to admit it to myself, not even realising that I actually had been all along."

We sat discussing the past, hashing out everything we had ever done to one another, finally coming to the truth of it, that for the most part, we had each done so as it was a way of hiding the truth, not only from one another, but from ourselves. We had planned our revenge sex, it was an easy way of escaping the pain and taking control. The reality was, we had an attraction for one another from the very beginning, each one of us too afraid, too ashamed and obviously too embarrassed to ever act upon it.

"What now?" Lauren questioned.

"I don't know," I said truthfully. "Knowing it doesn't help make it any better does it?" I questioned her back.

"No… it doesn't," she agreed. "If anything, it just makes it harder, because now you do know my thoughts and feelings, and I can't very well change them or take them back."

I smiled as a certain image came to mind, though I tried shaking it away the moment it had.

"What?" she questioned, seeing my face.

"Maybe if I did try and lighten the mood some," I thought, and besides, the cat was out of the bag now anyway. "Did you really watch me playing with myself?"

Lauren's face turned crimson. She looked on the verge of turning, running from the room as I rethought the brilliance of my comment. "It was hot knowing someone was thinking of me that way. I've done it thinking about you too," she finally admitted to me, as well as herself, “on more than one occasion.”

"Really? You have? When?" I laughed at that. 

"Sure you want to know?"

"Yes!" I actually giggled excitedly. "Tell me! Tell me when, where you were, what you did, what you thought about when you did it. I want to know everything!" Now it was my turn to blush. 

"Tell you what, I'll tell you one, and then you tell me one… that's only fair," she told me.

I thought about that, but only for a moment, and then grinned, nodding my head. "You first though," she said. "Only fair!"

We sat there telling stories, revealing to one another nearly every single instance where we had thought about one another during the course of our time together. I was amazed at Lauren's candor, her willingness to so openly share with me those personal intimate moments where she actually had pleasured herself while thinking of me. And because she did, so did I, revealing the countless times I had slipped into my room, some image of her dancing about inside my head as I jerked myself off, though also admitting to my frustrations in having done so a good deal of the time, because she was after all my beautiful redheaded boss, and virtually unapproachable.

As we sat there swapping tales, I couldn't help but notice the sudden appearance of twin hard little points suddenly pressing against Lauren's soft dress.

"Ok, your turn again," she sat grinning wickedly towards me. I couldn't help but notice at that moment that her hand had slipped down between her thighs, the subtle movement of it catching my eye.

Is she doing what I think she's doing? I wondered, the very thought of that heightening my own arousal, my hard stiff cock throbbing as a reminder of how arousing this ongoing conversation had been. The fact that I was just sitting there in a forest clearing made it far easier for my prick to have wormed its way through the opening of my shorts, which I too sat periodically fondling as we spoke.

"It was shortly after Rachel and I moved in," I began. "You were having your bedroom repainted remember?"

I watched Lauren's expression, waiting to see if she'd realise what I was recalling seeing as I related the instance to her.

"I remember that yes," she said easily, but obviously not knowing where this was actually going yet. I smiled and continued.

"Well because of that, you had temporarily moved out to sleep in our living room, you were wearing pretty much just a night shirt as we all turned into bed to sleep. At one point during the night, I got up to pee, then decided I needed something cold to drink so I came upstairs heading towards the kitchen, I didn't get much further than the landing next to the living room though because I heard you moan."

"Moan?" she said trying to remember, though a small smile had begun to spread across her face.

"Yeah," I affirmed, feeling my prick give a little twitch as the memory of her lying on the couch suddenly filled my head. "I remember there was a full moon that night because the living room wasn't all that dark, and I could see the light from the moon filtering in through the window, just enough that I could clearly see you laying on the couch, you weren't beneath the covers either as it was a fairly warm evening, but what I immediately noticed was that you had lifted your tee shirt up and over your boobs, your hand was caressing one of them, and your other hand had slipped beneath the hem of your panties, so I actually stood there just around the corner watching you touching yourself."

By the expression on her face, she clearly recalled that particular night, her face reddening.

"You actually watched me masturbating?"

"Oh hell yes!" I sat grinning, now slow-stroking my cock as I glanced over towards her, the subtle movement of her hand now not quite so subtle the way it had been a moment ago.

"So what did YOU do?" she asked in a breathless tone of voice.

"Well at first I was just going to turn around and go back down stairs, Rachel and I weren't exactly getting along then if you remember, but then you lifted your ass up and slipped your panties completely off, spreading your legs."

Lauren was blushing profusely at this time as she recalled that night, especially as I began painting the image of it for her all over again.

"Oh yeah, I remember," she admitted her cheeks rosy-red at the moment.

"Well that stopped me dead in my tracks, I couldn't see much because it was dark but I could make out the outline of your pussy lips as you sat there playing with them, then begin to stick your fingers inside, finger-fucking yourself. About that time I felt my cock getting hard, and since I was only wearing my boxers, it soon poked out of them making it almost impossible for me not to stand there stroking myself as I watched you, just the way it's doing now," I added, telling her in doing so that I too was sitting there touching myself.

"Oh fuck!" she moaned obviously teasing herself now openly as we conversed, the confirmation clearly evident that I was stroking my cock just as she was sitting there petting her pussy. "I wish I'd have known!"

I laughed at that, "Oh yeah right… back then, had you knew I was standing there beating myself off, you'd have flown into Joseph's arms and told him that I was spying on you, and telling them that you had caught me jerking myself off over you… or something."

"Are you kidding?" she giggled, "Not with me playing with myself," she reminded me. "Especially since I was thinking about being with you while I was!"

"You were?"

"Oh hell yes!" she admitted. "This was on Saturday night wasn't it?"

I thought back, "Yeah, I think it was in fact, why?"

"Because Friday was your house warming party if you remember, the night you first moved in with Rachel."

"Oh yeah, it was! But what's that got to do with any of this?"

She laughed, "Well, Rachel was in a mood with you for whatever reason and you stormed off. I saw you get into your car and close the door. You sat in the dark for ages… I was about to… come and get you but then Rachel appeared and walked over to your car. She got in with you but the engine didn't start and the lights stayed off."

"Oh… shit, I remember." I said as I buried my face in my hands.

"After a while, I came around the back of your car… to see if you guys were ok or maybe eavesdrop on whatever the argument was about. When I looked through the back window, I could see you sitting there in your seat, the argument must have been resolved because Rachel was obviously jerking you off."

"Holy shit! You saw all that?"

"Well that much anyway," she admitted, "I almost banged on the window to disrupt you, but then thought better of it and hurried around the side yard into the house at the back. Anyway, what I was thinking about the following night there on the couch, was wishing it had been me doing that to you, and not her!"

Now it was my turn to laugh, "Damn, wish I'd known that's what you were thinking about when I was watching you!" I grinned broadly. "I wanted so much to just walk over, bend over and start licking your pussy!"

Lauren's eyes widened considerably upon hearing that. "I'd have died had you done that," she said. "But I'd have welcomed it too," she admitted. "At that moment, I wanted you more than anything else in the world, and it was all I could think about… I do get quite obsessive."

"Speaking of obsessions and thinking about us," I said suddenly standing up, revealing the outline of my hard penis to her as I did so. "You're sitting there touching yourself right now, while I'm doing the same thing. I'm thinking of what I'd rather be doing, and going down on you."

Lauren stood a second after I did, her boack dress riding up as she did so. Those twin points of hers which had been so erotically pressing against the velvet material, now pointed towards me, openly and invitingly, her firm full magnificent breasts so wonderfully rounded, begging for attention as they almost magically appeared. Lauren was standing before me, raising her skirt higher so I could see she was wearing a pair of white cotton panties. I saw almost immediately the dark colored spot of moisture that had seeped into them, springing me into motion. I closed the slight gap between us, folding her into my arms, kissing her deeply as her breasts crushed against my chest, my prick poking into her belly as we embraced.

"Your place or mine?" she giggled wantonly breaking the kiss.

"Let's walk back to the hotel."

"Let's walk quickly." Lauren bit the inside of her cheek, enjoying herself. She wanted to draw the moment out even longer but figured she'd be pushing her luck. "I think you're annoyingly sexy sometimes," she said linking her arm in mine.

"Thanks." I blushed, "That's more than enough compliments for one day. Let's keep moving before I get all emotional." She smiled at me and her eyes sparkled. A sense of warmth had begun to develop between us that I had never experienced with her before now. Maybe Rachel had been right to look for happiness in my best friend's bed. I wasn't making her happy… we didn't have the sort of connection I felt flowing and sparking between Lauren and I. Rachel's cheating could be the best thing to ever happen in my life. The realisation was mind blowing. I knew I would have to remain calm, keep an open mind about it all and see where it headed.

Our brisk walk distracted me from my thoughts. Lauren's gaze lowered to my legs and she watched me walk, taking note of the way the muscles shifted beneath my smooth bronzed skin. My pants were just tight enough for her to get a decent rear view and once she'd set eyes on it she couldn't look away. I smiled to myself.

"You have a nice ass!" she yelled out into the forest before she could stop herself.

I lifted my arm, did a fist pump above my head and kept trudging onwards.

It took less than half the time to make our way back into the lobby and up the stairs. As soon as the room door closed I found the courage to pin her against the wall and kiss her. The feeling was electrifying as our lips touched. I pulled away for a moment to look into her green eyes and make sure I was reading her response correctly. The look that I saw there was one of pure adoration and lust. I grabbed her and kissed her again, harder this time, my lips crushing hers and my tongue thrusting into her mouth where she suckled it like a starved infant on its mother's breast. I ran my fingers through her luxurious red hair and down her spine causing her to shiver beneath my touch. I lowered my mouth to her neck and ravished her soft throat: kissing, sucking, and nibbling while she tossed her head, sending her hair cascading across my face. She groaned so softly under my assault that it was almost like a cat purring deep in her throat. My hands flew to her breasts and began groping and pawing them as her chest heaved beneath my fingertips. We were like two animals in heat, pawing and clawing at one another's clothing in order to find the treasures that lie beneath.

I pulled myself away long enough to mutter, "I like you in a dress," between kisses.

"You say that to me pretty much every day at work. I like you in a suit."

I raised my brows and gave her a once over. "So this is the first and last time I'll ever see this far up your legs, apart from when we're..."

Her eyes widened and she spoke to him in a loud whisper. "A little presumptuous aren't we?"

"What?" I stared at her as if she had me all wrong. I kept my voice low as I continued on. "You have a dirty mind. That was completely innocent. I was just going to say 'when we're fucking'."

Lauren tipped her head back and laughed, her body swaying toward me. I pulled her closer, wrapping her up in my arms. I dipped her in my embrace, leaning down to press my lips to her throat. She closed her eyes and smiled, realising she couldn't think of anywhere she.would rather be in that moment.

I pulled herself back to her feet and stepped away from her long enough to remove my tee shirt, and reached for Lauren's dress, easing down the zipper. I unbuckled my belt and watched in awe as Lauren pushed the dress from her shoulders, exposing her glorious breasts to me, they didn't droop or sag, they just hung there perfectly. They beckoned me, singing a sirens' song of temptation, and my mind reeled. As I bent to kiss these heaving mounds of succulent flesh, her perfume assailed my nostrils and sent me reeling farther away from my grasp on reality. I lowered myself to her left breast to my eager mouth and marvelled at her perfectly round areola and the hardening, newly exposed nipple. I took her erect nipple into my mouth and suckled it ravenously. The purring in her throat became a guttural growl, and she grasped my swollen cock through my jeans. I nearly exploded right then, but closed my eyes to focus on controlling myself under her manual assault.

I pulled myself away and rose to my feet, quickly discarding my remaining clothing and watching in awe and admiration as she did the same. Her red hair, red lipstick and flashing green eyes did nothing to detour my ardor. And, as my gaze traveled down her body, I was treated to a view of her soft tits, whose areolas were peppered with goose flesh around her elongated nipples, and her neatly trimmed bush which I knew guarded the gateway to bliss.

She knelt down before me and slowly took me into her mouth, my stiff manhood gradually disappearing between her moist, red lips. She didn't stop until she had taken my entire length and the bulbous head of my cock was lodged in the top of her throat. Then she slowly pulled off of me, looking up into my eyes, and I was treated to the view of her cheeks puffing out as her sweet lips receded over my now throbbing cock.

I knew that I would not be able to control for very long under such exquisite circumstances, so I decided it was my turn to return the favour. I eased her down onto the floor and kissed her, leading her tongue in a slow waltz and smelling and tasting myself on her breath. I knew she would eagerly accept my tongue, so I dove to my work. As my face disappeared between her spread legs, she ground herself against it. My tongue found her labia, and I teasingly traced her opening, basking in her sweet stickiness and savoring the juices which were leaking from her intimate opening. She shuddered, then grabbed my hair and pulled my face forward, driving my tongue into her. I obliged her by twirling my tongue as I used it as a minuscule cock, fucking her as deeply as my tongue could plunge into her. The bridge of my nose rubbed against her clit as I slung my head from side to side and she came, bucking against my drenched face.

I wanted to feel her pussy ensheathing me, so I came up for air just long enough to plant a passionate kiss on her mouth as I plunged my entire length into her. The taste of our mingled sexual juices and the feeling of her tight pussy drove me to slam into her. Over and over, I pushed myself into her, and she responded by rising up to meet each thrust. I reached down and manipulated her clitoris with my finger as I drove into her, and she howled like a banshee climaxing with my manhood buried inside her. Her pussy muscles clenched and spasmed. That feeling again! But it was so different this time... my bare flesh enveloped in hers... it felt unbelievable. I suddenly, for the first time, thought about birth control.

I pulled my twitching penis from her clasping vagina. Breathing heavily I opened the dresser and took out a condom as Lauren shivered in ecstasy. She looked happier than I'd ever seen her.

"You don't have to use a condom if you don't want to," she said, biting her lip as she turned red.

"Umm... yeah, I do… you're not on the pill." I replied as awkwardly as you could imagine, fumbling with the condom as she pulled it from my fingers and dropped it to the floor.

"Let's take the risk together." She panted. 

"Seems reckless…" I muttered but by cock spasmed, precum forming and dripping onto Lauren's red pubes. "You've been thinking about this?"

"I might have been. While thinking about you. And about this." She reached down, began to stroke my cock. "How good it feels when you slip inside me." She guided my cock to her vulva. "How you open me."

I exhaled and pushed forward lightly, entering her again. She caught her breath, reached up to kiss me. I built up slowly again, feeling her arousal rise to match mine until she was pushing her hips up against me, kissing me frantically as I slammed myself into her, both of us striving together toward our mutual goal. The wet sounds of our coupling and the rasp of our breathing filled the room.

After a few minutes, I pushed myself up on my arms and slowed down. As tired as I was, I didn't want this to end. I slid in and out, letting her feel every inch of me.

"You ok?" she panted, her hips still rolling, forcing me deeper into her. I couldn't tell if she was close or just wanted me to be.

"Yeah," I breathed. "Just don't want to be selfish. I want to make it good for you."

She smiled, then, and put a hand to my face. She kissed me passionately, pulled me back down to her. "Then give me your seed," she whispered in my ear.

Something about her hot breath on my ear, her desire for more of me, the intimate notion of my seed spilling inside her, seeking out and surrounding her vulnerable egg, gave me a last burst of energy. I put my hands on her inner thighs and supported my weight there, opening her wide, and drilled into her relentlessly, feeling my orgasm start to rise.

I was feeling euphoric, my ripe penis spreading her lips of Lauren's tight opening as her quivering vagina swallowed the engorged knob. I was really going to do this, it was beyond reason except for thenprima need to mate with this fertile redhead. As I bottomed out time and time again, I pressed the opening on the tip of my erection with the dilated entrance to her cervix. 

I wrapped my fingers around her curvy hips, as I felt the tip of my erection, touch the firm pink dome of Lauren's cervix. Just as I had imagined, when my glossy knob pressed against the opening to her womb it was like an electrical surge ran through my whole body. I felt my shaft swell and jerk hard once before I got it under control.

Lauren and I both felt my savory leakage caress and warm her cervix, mingling our DNA so close to the place where the spark of life begins, knowing the risk made us both moan together, Lauren whispered.

"Oh, you feel so good deep inside, pressing against my cervix, please fuck me slow and deep, make me cum all over your big hard cock baby."

I slowly pulled back until the crown hit the tight opening, only the head still held in her tight grasp, before sliding back inside, until the tip was kissing her slippery cervix, earning me a sexy groan of appreciation.

I gave Lauren five nice slow, long, deep thrusts, feeling her push back against me to deepen the penetration, tilting her hips to tickle her happy place, with the engorged slippery head of my erection, at the end of each thrust.

On the sixth stroke I pulled back a little farther than expected and felt the tingle of cool air as it swept across the tip of my manhood. When I pushed back in everything felt different, letting me know that I had jumped from one paradise to another, the difference in the tone of the moan that followed when I bottomed out deep inside, confirming the time had come.

That was the turning point where I lost control, freeing the beast. My reasoning was telling me that this girl was going to make sure she ended up pregnant, so I might as well take charge and enjoy making my fantasy come true, make it as risky as I desire, with not one, but two consenting, beautiful fertile human beings. I knew I could afford to be financially responsible for the consequences of my actions, and had every intention of marrying Lauren, if the risk we were taking, became reality based.

I started thrusting into Lauren deep and hard, pressing against the back of her pussy, firmly at the end of each stroke, as she cried out "Oh-uh, Oh-uh," each time I bottomed out, deep against her fertile womb. On the fifth stroke I pulled back a little farther, and in sync, Lauren guided my baby maker back into her tight opening.

"Oh, you feel so good," she moaned, bucking hard against me, "you're going to give it to me, aren't you, you're going to flood me with it-"

"You first," I gritted out, finally recognizing how close she was as I pounded into her. I was barely holding on, her pussy wide open to me as I fucked her deeply, losing control- It was so warm. I started thrusting in, unable to compare the feeling to anything else. I moved in to kiss her, grabbing her tits, as I fucked her. I kissed down to her neck. I wanted to make her cum too, but after about three minutes, an exquisite eternity, I felt the warmth rising from my balls. I wanted to stop and keep myself from cumming, but it was too late. I couldn't even pull out, I just kept thrusting.

She cried out again as her second climax started to overtake her, and this time I couldn't stop myself from being swept away in her waves. I slammed into her a few more times, her contractions pulling me in deep, until she grabbed my backside and forced me all the way inside, taking me to the root, her fingers digging in. She let out a long cry, and a rough heat rose up in me, and before I knew it, I was spilling myself into her. The intensity of our pleasure was terrifying and exhilarating. It was blinding, rendering me helpless and insatiable and transfixed as I opened myself to give her everything, completely absorbed in her and me and us.

I was fucking her hard and hungrily, making out with her, when I felt myself going over the edge. I panicked again, trying to chicken out and will myself to pull my cock out of her... but I couldn't stop thrusting. I suddenly broke the kiss, moaning, as I started cumming inside her without warning. I wish I could describe how it felt. The release inside her felt so right.

As the last of my sperm left tme and entered her, our intercourse ended and our orgasms faded. I let go of her thighs. I laid down on top of her, still inside her, supporting most of my weight on my arms. I needed the comfort of her skin touching mine. She put her arms around me and held me close.

"Was that what you wanted?" I murmured, kissing her cheek. She smiled, put a hand to my jaw and guided me in to kiss her mouth. 

"Hmmmm… you're okay, guess I'll keep you around for a while," she teased, stroking my hair affectionately. 

She kissed me lightly, and for a long moment afterward, I couldn't take my eyes off her face, the depth of her eyes and the curve of her lips and the faint lines of her cheekbones.

"Did you cum inside me?" she asked, giggling and blushing.

Too embarrassed to say yes, I moved in again and kissed her passionately, still resting inside her. My mouth was going dry though, as I could feel my heartbeat.

Did I just get Lauren pregnant?

The thought had me instantly starting to get hard again. As I kissed her, I started thrusting, and it felt much different with my creamy load coating her walls.

I was having sex with the woman of my dreams. Also, we'd totally just failed sex ed together a moment ago... and never in my life had I jerked it more than three times in a day, but my cock was very alive and wanted more.

I looked into her eyes as she smiled at me, biting her lip.

"I love you" I said out of nowhere, having had no idea I was going to say that.

"I love you too" she giggled, and I moved in to kiss her deeply, playing with her hair, actually making love to her now.

This time we were at it for longer. I made out with her as I slowly moved in and out. She was moaning and told me that she was getting close.

Just as she said it, I felt my cock get soaked. I was moving in and out of her, watching her tits bounce... something about watching her body in orgasm pushed me over the edge again and I threw my head back, moaning, as I purposely held my throbbing unprotected dick deep inside.

This time I could feel every moment of it. I felt my sperm shooting into her in five powerful spurts. It felt like a massive load, especially considering that I had already cum for her.

I kissed her for a minute and pulled out, looking at my impressive load dripping out of her in awe. She was blushing as she got up, telling me she was going to get cleaned up.

I stared at my wet, spent, cock, unable to believe I just did that. I barely knew this girl, lost my virginity to her, and just came inside her twice. And confessed my love to her no less.

I laid back on the bed, as she came back, laying next to me, still with her trademark smile.

"You came a lot," she said, giggling.

"I know," I said awkwardly, blushing.

"I might get pregnant before Rachel does." she whispered, grinning wide.

She'd just confirmed my worries. I turned beet red, suddenly feeling scared. I'd literally just broke up with my long term girlfriend, and I could already be a father... and it was clear from the way she said it that she had every intention of becoming a mother...

Despite that thought, I felt my naughty, irresponsible, my penis becoming hard again... from that moment, I knew that I wanted her to be my girl... and that I would definitely end up impregnating her soon either way.

It didn’t take long for us to stand up and begin to kiss each other once more. We then fell back down onto the bed with me between her long legs.

"How long have you been thinking about this?” I said while rubbing my hands up her thighs. Her breasts looked bigger from this angle, but I had my sights set on her pussy.

“I'd rather have your baby than his." She said nonchalantly. Seeing I needed a little more of an explanation from her she continued, "Not long. Oh so you are that kind of man?” she said as I kissed her thighs then licked up between her moist lips. I only responded by sucking her thin lip’s deeper in my mouth while moving her legs wider. 

My tongue dipped further inside her as she moaned and threw her head back "Oh you're so good!” she whispered. I looked up with my mouth still on her clit watching her expressions change. I watched her nipples begin to grow as she rolled and pinched them with her fingers. She was becoming wetter and her moans became longer and when I pulled my mouth away she grabbed my head. “Don’t stop," she said, taking a deep breath and moving my head back down “Can you taste yourself in me?”

Licking slowly up from her pussy to her clit in long strokes I tasted her juice, and the faint trace of my cock. And then, for the first time, I tasted my own cum. Mixed with her sweat, a rivulet had run down between her legs onto the lip of her pussy. Not much, but distinctive. Slightly bitter but not totally unpleasant. A stronger taste that I might have expected had I given it any thought. I kept licking her, neither avoiding the cum nor seeking it out, but getting harder and harder.

"Yes, I can taste my sperm. It's slightly salty and compliments your nectar beautifully."

I'd like to be able to say some realisation hit me at the time, but it is really only looking back that I see the significance of what happened next. Maybe it was my infatuation with her, or something more inherent, but I licked further and further up. Going above her clit. Nearing her mons, where my cum was spreading and streaking. I could smell it, and it turned me on.

So I shifted my whole body forward, and in one slow stroke, licked from her clit along a line of cum, collecting it with my tongue.

This time it wasn't an accident. I wanted to taste it, to pick it up off her.

"Oh my god". That's all she said. I looked up, and she was looking at me. Not amused, not disgusted. Interested. Maybe a little turned on. I didn't know what to say. This wasn't something we'd done before. Or ever talked about. It didn't matter. I felt like she held my gaze forever, deciding what to do. I didn't move. I still had my cum on my tongue in my mouth. I swallowed. She didn't say anything.

Then she gently ran her hands through the hair on either side of my head, leaned her own head back on the pillow and closed her eyes again. Permission. She pulled my head back down onto her. Not forcefully. I could have avoided the cum but didn't, taking another streak into my mouth, then I went back to licking her slit and sucking on her clit watching her squirm when I slid two fingers easily inside her. I love eating pussy and hearing her moan but Rachel doesn’t let me do her often. Rachel would rather give me blow jobs especially when she comes home from a night on the town. Tasting Lauren’s juices in my mouth through several orgasms was a delight. I could have gone on longer but finally she stopped me by telling me to fuck her.

She pulled me up with by my arms kissing me until I pulled away and said “I don’t have a condom”. 

She smiled and said “Just shut up and fuck me. We don’t need one.” I watched her eye’s widen when she felt my thick cock pressing against her pussy. She took a deep breath, "I love penetration with you. Go slow… you are much wider than Joseph,” then lowered her hands down on my hips.

“Oh… you feel so good every time!” she said before sucking on my neck, the deeper I went the harder she sucked. I'd have a telltale mark there for the next few days. So much for keeping this a secret. The longer we fucked the wetter she was getting, with her hands gripping my ass even harder.

"Oh baby that feels so good on my pussy. I love the way you're leaking all over me. Makes me feel… so wanted." 

She removed her hands from my pistoning ass and she parted her lips with her fingers while I continued our copulation. Her clit peeked out from its hood. She rubbed my cock all around it. Her eyes had that glazed, about to climax look. Her hips were moving up and down. She touched the head to her clit. She breathed in sharply and started moving my cock faster. I looked at her face. She was beautiful as she was right on the edge of cumming. I looked between us. My cock was moving rapidly over her clit and between her pussy lips. This was the most erotic sight I had ever seen. My lover was masturbating with my cock. Suddenly she gasped and cried out.

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING WITH YOUR COCK! CUM WITH ME BABY. CUM ON MY PUSSY!"

I felt her orgasm start from deep inside of her as she stayed almost completely still. Starting at the top of my penis and also in the deepest part of Lauren, I felt her insides begin to tighten even more. The sensation worked its way down my shaft and her entire pussy then clamped around my manhood like a vice. It quickly spread to the rest of her body and as she began to shake I pushed myself in as deep as I could.

I felt her cum when a warm stream seeped out alongside my cock, but just kept driving it in and out of her. If this was to be a one time fling I wanted to make it last, I wanted to make it the best she has ever had. I wanted to make a bond between us that could never be broken. I wanted her to be the mother to my baby. Rachel would have stopped me by now but Lauren just kept pushing her hips up into me. Her fingernails now were racking up and down my back and grabbed my shoulders when she came again.

She growled, then screamed as the orgasm hit her full force. For ten seconds her body convulsed in exquisite pleasure. She was still breathing heavily as she came down.

"That was incredible", she said. "That was the best orgasm yet. But you didn't cum."

She continued to lightly rub my cock around her lips. She held my cock so gently and lovingly, the way only a lover could. 

"Please… cum inside me," she pleaded, her dilated green eyes hypnotising me.

Then Lauren buried her tongue back in my mouth with more passion than she had shown so far. At the same time, I could feel her pussy tightening even more around my shaft as she continued to cum. When Lauren held her breath as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her entire body was orgasming now, they didn't have to move. Her body was making my cock swell larger still, forcing her cervix wider, and the walls of her pussy wider.

I knew I was beyond controlling my own orgasm, I had passed the point of no return. I felt my balls pull up against the joining of my cock to her receptive vagina. Knowing I was going to explode sent her shivering into another orgasm, her body cumming again. She didn't know how many times she had orgasmed, she didn't care! If her life ended cumming as she was then she would gladly die.

I tensed as time slowed, my cock was swelling larger, even to my surprise. I felt the head expanding filling her even more. My hands and feet began to tingle, then my legs and arms. My own body was going to orgasm, I knew it, and she knew it. I was vibrating with her shaking with the need to release. The vibrations of his cock and his body made her orgasm increase in intensity. My head was swimming, I contracted his muscles, squeezing my being tighter than the grip her pussy had on me. Higher and higher we climbed as our bodies orgasmed causing the other body to respond on its own. An ever increasing spiral of pure pleasure.

My body suddenly released, all my muscles now focused on cumming. The sensations were dramatic and continuous as stream after stream shot deep, splashing the inside of her womb mixing with her juices. I completely filled her with my cock, with her juices, and my seed, nowhere for it to go causing her lower abdomen to expand with the amount of cum inside her distending, swelling as my cock had. She was pulling at the sheets, ripping them from the bed as her muscles too contracted then released. 

There was no time, it had frozen from my cock being so deep inside of her, I had never felt this much release, and she had never felt like she was being inflated. Lauren reached back with her hands that were now sore from gripping the bed linens, she reached back to my muscular ass, pulling me into her, holding my magnificent cock buried into her soul. Again and again I came, more sperm filled her insides, six, seven, and eight times, not ceasing. More and more I came, I felt the pressure on my cock and I didn't care. I craved insemination, my body didn't want it to stop, her body was the same, demanding insemination. We didn't want their bodies to stop the glorious orgasm, one and the same they came together. Our combined juices flowing everywhere there was to fill, and more.

Finally my balls were drained, empty and deflated as the eruption ceased to a slow pouring into her. Lauren's orgasms continued, I held myself inside of her, she hadn't moved, she didn't want to. Shaking together in total, complete and final bliss. The release of sexual energy made our bodies relax, made us fall ever so close to losing consciousness. I didn't care if I passed out, we had spent every last bit of energy our bodies contained as we collapsed, falling together to our sides onto the soaked sheet underneath them. 

Still my cock remained erect, much harder and sensitive than I had ever felt. We both knew we had experienced something only few had the pleasure of realising. Slowly I withdrew my cock, she felt me pulling out. 

"Fuck… what was that?" She gasped, "I've had men fuck me before and pull out, leaving a void inside of me, but not this time. I feel… full."

I placed my hand on her tummy, feeling the pressure of our combined cum inside her, or was it my imagination? She was full, fuller than I knew a woman could be. I couldn't speak.

By now her body had started consuming the fullness of my cum, her cum. The excess would soon flood out in a tidal wave out of her. If her body was to have a child, she didn't care, if it was mine she would feel glorious in the remembrance of our embrace, our release, and the height of the sexual bliss we had reached this day. Something beautiful, made with love.

She didn't know it, I didn't know it, but with the amount of cum I had ejected into her depths had in fact given her not one but two babies. Each egg emitted from her ovaries with the force of our fluids inside her. We held on tightly to each other as the incredible feelings washed over both of us. I felt exhaustion overwhelm me.

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