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I lie lazily against Niels with my hand around his wonderful erection. I just woke up from a bird chirping in the first morning sun. The erection pushing against my thigh also awakened something else in me. A warm glow went through my body at the thought that there is a nice hard cock available to start my day in an unforgettable way.

Now that I have that erection in my hand, a plan unfolds in my head. I'm going to caress him and then suck on that delicious fuck rod until he wakes up. Then I fuck him, Girl on Top, like I love to do. His throbbing cock in my hand swells more and more, time to continue with my mouth. When my lips close around his head I taste that special horny salty taste that many a man's cock carries with it. I enjoy the throbbing sensation and the idea that I'm about to feel it deep inside my hungry cunt.

Out of nowhere I hear a loud curse. His body springs up and I uncontrollably roll sideways and stick my head out from under the duvet. In the diffused light I see an angry look and hear his agitated voice damn Marjon, you didn't set the alarm clock. My gaze moves from him to the alarm clock. The penny drops when he continues his tirade you can fucking set the alarm when you're free. It's already a quarter past eight, now I'm late for work. I look at him questioningly, shake my head and say it can't hurt if you come a little later, right?.

He's already out of bed and heads to the bathroom, shaking his head. I stammer some excuses and try to switch between his anger and my horny mood. His lovely naked body and that huge erection he walks around with doesn't make it any easier. After I hear the toilet flush he goes to the bathroom, the tap starts running and I know he's going to shave. I don't give up yet, I slowly slide out of bed and walk naked to the bathroom.

From the mirror he follows my movements, his anger has somewhat disappeared just like that wonderful erection from a moment ago. He soaps himself up and runs the shaving brush in a routine motion around his jawline. My nipples are springing up, not from the cold but from that wonderful manliness and that powerful radiance. My horny mood is far from gone and I press my body against him and rest my chin on his shoulder.

My hand goes over his stomach. I hear him stammer that I should stop because he's already late. I ignore it and put my hand around his slowly swelling penis. I feel his body shivering but at the same time hear his deep voice damn Marjon not now. I make eye contact with him for a moment. I try to smile and say in a sweet voice "I want to fuck". He shakes his head and says find someone else, I have to work. We have eye contact again, I nod in agreement and whisper ok, fine, whatever you want. For a moment I think I see a smile, he stops shaving, turns around and says just make sure you're ready when I get home. His half flaccid cock points at me, I take it in my hand and kiss his head until he abruptly turns to the sink.

When I take the shaving brush out of its bowl, I watch him follow my movements as he runs the razor along his neckline. I sit on the edge of the bath behind him and spread my legs. I move the shaving brush along the trimmed triangle of pubic hair. I massage the shaving cream with the flat of my hand and wait patiently until he is done with the razor. For a moment it seems as if his haste is gone and he has changed his mind. He shakes his head and then steps into the shower.

The razor glides smoothly along my pubic area. I know I'm teasing him by ostentatiously shaving. He hates bald cunts. Still, I continue, to tease him, to punish him for not wanting to fuck when I need it. Having my period for a week is a nightmare for me, the discomfort, pain and lack of sex drive me crazy. It explains my urgency and impatience.

When he's done showering he kisses my forehead and says I'll be home at six tonight, shall we eat sushi?. I nod in agreement and say if you take it with you, I don't have time, I have to look for someone else. Our eye contact is short and insistent. I see he knows. The front door slams shut moments later. I'm still in the shower and washing my virginally smooth pubic area. My fingers touch my sensitive and swollen labia.

My body tingles, my head is confused. From his body, from that delicious cock that I missed and from that indomitable urge that I feel. After showering I get dressed and make coffee. With a steaming mug of coffee under my nose, I leaf through my contacts. My hands shiver when I make up the score a little later. Maikel responded immediately, he works at home today and is alone. I texted him that I'm coming. I don't have a response from the other one yet, but I'm sure he will respond. I grab a few condoms from my nightstand drawer and put them in my purse.

An hour later I park my car in the driveway next to Maikel's house and enter through the back door. I hear the radio and his voice I'm in the living room. I know Maikel from an automation project we did. Our collaboration was a huge success, we clicked and earned good money from the assignment. We celebrated in his garden with a good glass of wine and agreed to do something together more often. That something degenerated that same afternoon into a solid lovemaking in their huge four-poster bed.

Maikel is sitting on the couch with a laptop on his lap. His worn jeans, tight T-shirt and bare feet have a magical effect on me. He knows it, he sees it and he will respond to it in style. The horniness in my body and head are completely back. Actually, that already started when he answered that he was alone at home. I responded with the words I'm coming to fuck you. Then it went quiet and I knew he wouldn't let me down.

Now that I'm standing in front of him he looks up. He smiles at me, puts his laptop aside and holds out his hands. I put my bag on the coffee table, take out a condom and hold it up. He smiles and nods, I throw the thing on the couch and take a step closer. His hands rest on my hips and he slowly pulls me closer. This is exactly the feeling I would have loved to have had this morning at home. My hands go through his hair, he feels soft and warm. His mouth pushes against my stomach, the kiss through the thin fabric of my summer dress feels warm and loving.

His hands pull up my dress so I can sit on his lap. Now I push his head against my bosom and kiss him on the top of his head. The hands behind my back unzip the zipper, then pull down my shoulder straps. We have eye contact, he smiles and then presses his warm lips on my mouth. We tongues and press our bodies together. He feels so wonderful, so manly, so strong but also so respectful. I peel off his T-shirt and open his jeans.

My tongue licks his chest and nipples. He caresses me and grunts with satisfaction. We're totally into each other. I kiss his belly, free his erection and kiss his shiny cockhead, just like I did to my husband this morning. I feel his body shiver and see his longing eyes as I kneel in front of the couch and take off my bra. His hands go to my breasts and caress the soft warm flesh. My nipples are hard and sensitive. He plays with it, sends a horny wave through my body and watches how my head slowly sinks around his short thick cock.

That typical male taste fills my mouth again, it makes me even hornier than I already was. It feels warm and hard. My hand under his balls caressing him and turning him on. I really enjoy sucking cock, feeling like I'm controlling a man just by moving my mouth and hand around his cock. The idea that sucking and sucking can give him an unprecedented feeling excites me. I feel his hands on my head, he directs me and subtly makes it clear to me what he wants.

He warns me to be careful, I hear him whisper that I shouldn't make him ready like that. I see his pleading eyes as I stop and scratch my fingernails all over his body again. His hand goes between my legs as I stand up and look down at him. I point to the condom next to him on the couch. He nods, kicks his jeans off his ankles, then puts on the condom.

His small but thick cock stands proudly. It reminds me of last time and I long to move on. I want to feel him inside me, I want to fuck him, I want to feel him coming and I want that wonderful feeling of an orgasm. That feeling I've been missing for over a week. The affirming feeling of a discharge and the moment when my body releases all accumulated tension in a wonderful way.

I look deep into his eyes as I slowly lower myself onto his cock. It feels so wonderfully tight and warm. I feel his warm breath on my chest, he sucks on my nipple and sends a delicious pain through my yearning body. His hands rest on my hips and slowly move me down. I hear him groan in gratitude as I begin to bounce up and down. The thickness of his penis gives me an intense feeling, just now that I haven't had sex for a week. Last time it drove me crazy with excitement and I fucked him in record time. Today I want more and I force myself to take it easy.

My body rubs against his. I have clung to him like a monkey and sit on his lap with his throbbing cock in my soaking wet cunt. His delicious man smell, that warm body and the delicious piece of meat in my hungry cunt turns me on more and more. I kiss him on the mouth, caress his cheek and whisper that I want to fuck him. He nods in agreement and says come upstairs.

Their bedroom is a mess. Clothes everywhere, a pile of comforters and her lingerie on the dresser. Just the thought of me fucking with him among his girlfriend's stuff makes me even hornier. I realize very well that not everyone has an open relationship and I tempt him to cheat again. I push him back onto the bed and tear apart the wrapper of a condom with my mouth. Time for a new one, the other one is in front of the sofa in the living room.

The rubber thing goes with difficulty on his thick cock. My hands are shaking, my patience is gone, I want to fuck. Fucking hard, I want to cum and I want him in my power. My fingers grip his cock and place it against my sensitive pussy lips. For the second time today I lower myself on top of him. With my knees next to him and my ass slowly bouncing up I fuck him with short but intense strokes.

It still feels tight and warm. My cunt makes sopping noises as I almost let it slip and then slowly swallow it again. He has his hands on my breasts and moans for me to continue. I pick up the pace and tilt my pelvis to feel him better. It has an unprecedented effect, I feel him swell even more and feel his body tense. I pick up the pace, reach for my clit with one hand and massage myself as I fuck it until that unprecedented horny wave goes through my body.

My orgasm is wonderful, I scream out, squeeze my cunt together and try to keep it inside me for a while. He came so much sooner but fortunately remained stiff enough to help me to my climax. My fingers did the rest and finally sent that redemptive signal to my brain. His slowly flaccid cock slips out of my cunt as I lay on top of him. He whispers in my ear as the condom slides off his cock. While kissing his mouth I grab the thing and strip it off. I hold it triumphantly in front of his face and whisper Look, it's full.

He blushes when I button it up and throw it under the bed. Then I get up and ask about the bathroom, he points to the landing and says opposite the stairs. I decide to take a shower and grab a random towel from the rack at the door. He smells like perfume, I know who owns the towel. While I'm showering he puts my clothes on the sink and looks at me for a moment. His cock swells again. I have no idea what's causing it, but I like it. I love men who get horny in my presence.

Half an hour later I am sitting at his kitchen table drinking coffee. He cleaned up everything neatly. I just watched him wrap both condoms in a piece of newspaper and put them in the trash. We drink coffee, talk about work and both pretend nothing happened. On the one hand, I like that, so I don't have to justify myself. On the other hand, I know it's wrong to seduce and fuck him in the bed he usually shares with his girlfriend. Suddenly my vibrating phone catches my attention. I turn it over and see the message. My heart skips a beat, a smile forms around my mouth, I have to say goodbye. I have to go.

It is about half past three when I drive into the forest path to the work shed. I park my car next to the two motorcycles in front of the large barn door. My stiletto heels click on the old concrete surface as I enter. A small woman clad in black leather looks at me and smiles. She points to the stairs and says Karel is upstairs. I nod in agreement and walk slowly up the stairs. She lights a cigarette and calls me after leave some for me. I smile, raise my hand and open the door for me.

Karel is sitting in a large armchair in front of the open window. In his left hand he holds a large smoldering cigar which he puts demonstratively to his lips. A shiver runs through my body when I see that deliciously rough and leather-clad bully. The message he sent me back was exactly what I was hoping for. He wants, he feels like it just like me.

We've known each other for years. We were once classmates in high school. My parents wouldn't let me hang out with him, he came from the wrong environment. It was precisely that that drove me to him, a strange friendship based solely on lust. He fucked me in the bike shed in front of his friends. I sucked him in the cinema and kept going until we were evicted. We fucked in my parent's bed and I jerked him off in the tiny kitchen of his childhood home. Years passed after that when I didn't see or speak to him. Until two years ago. I ran into him together with his girlfriend Loes in the city. Less than an hour later, I felt his cock deep inside me, triggering memories I had hidden far away.

It was a new beginning, the beginning of another life. For example, I had my first threesome with Karel and his girlfriend Loes. He fucked me while I was tongue-tied with her. Then we sucked him together and fantasized about more. At home I told about Loes, Karel and the wonderful sex with both of them. Niels listened with interest and asked me to take her with me. So she came to our house and I shared her with my husband. It confirmed our open relationship. I took Niels to Karel's work shed. We drank beer, enjoyed the freedom and each other and laid the foundation for an open relationship in which a lot is possible and allowed.

Karel sticks out his arm and caresses my leg. His other hand holds up the cigar which I gratefully take, put to my lips and inhale. The idea and the memories of a cigar smoking Karel makes me horny. He looks up at me, nods in agreement and says on your knees, blow me. I follow his directions without hesitation. I know exactly how this works, what he likes and how he will reward me. The horniness of this morning is right back. I think briefly about Maikel and the sex with him this morning. The contrast with the man in front of me is immense and that makes me horny.

His leather pants open smoothly, I look up at him and see him put the cigar to his lips. He nods in agreement and then frees his long thin cock. The wonderfully warm thing rubs against my tongue. I lick him while my hand makes short circular movements. I feel his body tense and know I'm making him hornier. I hear him whisper for me to pick up the pace. My hand tightens and grips his cock tighter. My lips move around his cock head and I start sucking gently and play with his throbbing cock for minutes.