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   This is adult writing

   The only businesses two blocks up the street are an adult video store
that gets my attention as I drive towards my office.
   Maybe I have to visit that place on my way back home.
   I sit down at my computer and go down the list of names.  I get her
name, address, telephone number, and occupation.  Wow!  Should I call or
see if she is online at this time of the day.
   It was nine pm.  I need to think.  I need to calm down.  My heart races
and my hands shake, and they do so even more than before.  I find myself
unable to remember the location of the letters on the keyboard.
   The choice is clear.  I connect over messenger and we start to chat.
   "But I have to ask it anyway.  Have you ever had any trouble with
sensation?"
   "What sensation?" I question her meaning.
   "Have you ever had any trouble getting it hard?" She rephrased.
   "Of course not, that's not a problem!" I respond.
   "Not even for a short time?  Not even temporarily, like after a
particularly intense masturbation session, for example?" she wanted to
know.
   "Never, really, in contrary, the constant hard-on is what I need to
worry about." I responded.
   "I really would like to check your cock when it is in its full state"
she wrote, requesting me to turn on my webcam and to give her a live show.
"In fact, if you want show, I can help you out.
   "I'm told that men chatting online have porn magazines or they watch
porn movies to help them to become erect, but you don't need that.  I can
turn on my webcam as well, if you like to watch me masturbating," she
teased me.
   I glanced down at my hard-on, gripped it tightly in my fingers.  My hand
automatically started to work up and down the length of the rigid
prick-shaft.  She was online and writing back to me.  I told her that I'm
in my office.
   The pecker grew into a full sized cock, and continues to grow as I
adjust and focus the cam according to the advice I get from her.
   It springs up quickly and soon points straight out of my pants.  In
addition, it not only grows longer, but it inflates wider too.
   Her suspicion was gone.
   "Do you like it?" I ask her.  "Do you want to know my size?"
   I write her.  "9 inches long in case you can't measure on the screen."
   "God I love it!" she responds.
   I can't believe what she just typed those words.  She told a near
stranger, a colleague, and me from the other part of the world, that she
loves my cock.
   "I'm sorry, maybe I'm stupid making you watch me showing myself like
this." I tried to excuse myself.
   "I shouldn't have said that!  I should be more professional.  I should
focus on my job!  We are working on the same project, but now I've been
taking this to a completely new level," I started to excuse myself.
   "Are you all right?" She writes.  "Why are you feeling shy?  I love to
watch what you don with that thing.  It makes me hot and horny."
   "I'm fine," I write back.
   TWO DAYS LATER
   There was a knock on the door to her office.  Marque is a very organized
person and is most methodical in every thing he does.  His interest was
initially caused by Susan's unwillingness to make eye contact with him, a
sign of vulnerability he quickly recognized.
   Their Chat had changed her attitude towards him.
   Susan invited him to her office.  They were working on a report the
whole afternoon.  Occasionally Susan gazed into his eyes, he into mine. 
They were having fun with the work.
   Marque said that they would be traveling the next week together.  They
would do some presentations together.
   "That's exciting," She said.
   Susan is twenty three years old, and dresses like most sexy young women,
with quite some effort of looking attractive.
   He leaned back in his chair and stared at her, looked at his watch.  It
was after six, the and he had a big night planned.
   She could see the contours of his manhood, hanging long and low between
his legs.  Not yet fully engorged, his penis to her looked like a small
baseball bat, but it continued to grow in size before her eyes.
   The women had stiffened nipples and the man sported an obviously erect
cock.  Susan sat in the office chair wondering where Marque was taking her
and what he would do to her when they got there.  It was an almost heady
mixture of fear and excitement that coursed through her body and mind as
different scenarios ran through her head.
   Susan had looked at his groin before; but her first view of him naked
was like being hit with a mallet on the side of the head.
   She tried to think of other things.
   It was like a physical blow that was combined with the utter fascination
of every forthcoming forbidden pleasure she could ever imagine.
   He had remained clothed early on while he had worked side by side with
her, but this had not hidden the huge bulge in his pants.
   They got more and more into sex.  "What are you thinking about?" He
asked.
   "I'm curious why aren't married?" Susan responded.  "What would you like
to know about me?" She continued.
   "Take off your panties and hand them to me." Marque said and sat back to
allow his statement to sink in.  "I'd like to see your naked pussy when we
are working," he said.
   Susan looked around the office room, then carefully and as discreetly as
possible removed her panties.  She reached around the table and handed them
to him.  He took them and laid them near his notepad on top of the table in
clear view.
   They then continued to work in silence.  She was seated with her legs
spread and her skirt was high up around her waist.
   He looked at her body.  It was even better than he had imagined.  She
sat on the edge of her office chair for a moment without saying anything.
He didn't touch her, he just watched.
   "What more do you want?" Susan said.
   "I'd love to see you play with your clit." Marque responded.
   She did as he had told her.
   He smiled when he discover that she was very wet.
   "You have a very beautiful body and your pussy seems to slippery and
wet," Marque told her.
   "A quick blow job, Sir?" asked Susan and smiled towards him.
   He gasped."Would you like to suck me off in your office?" He asked.
   "I have been watching your hard-on for 45 minutes and I guess you
deserve to get some service," She said with a broad smile.  This surprised
him.  His eyes widened.  A smile broke across his face.  He said nothing.
   For the first time, she let her hand caress his beautiful stiff manhood
through the trousers.  "I've been looking at you," She said and continued
to caress him.  He gasped.
   She started giggling.  She tossed back her long mane of brown hair.  She
wasn't nude.
   "Sure, thanks Susan!" Marquee replied and unzipped his pants, still
sitting in the leather chair.
   He took her hand and said, "Please, feel it now."
   She handled it openly, all ten inches of it, wondering at the length and
only learning later his exact measurement.  The whole thing was erect and
on display.  Susan could see it was making him desperate.  He was eager to
spend.
   Susan was very, very obedient and did just as he asked.
   He stood up in front of her and put his hands on her small, bare
shoulders.  "Get down on your knees," He said.
   He still wore his trousers but his cock was out now.  Susan felt his
precum drip onto her nose.
   Susan obediently crawled between his legs and began sucking the stiff
cock.
   Marque, feeding his stiffening cock into her mouth, looked at her.  She
had deep brown eyes that matched her luscious shoulder long hair.
   He glanced at her and had his swollen cock head pressed to her lips and
Susan tilted back her head.
   Marque had saved himself by being full of sperm.  Yet now he was
threatened with such pleasurable sensations that his manhood might spill at
any moment!
   A few minutes later, he spurted his load down her throat.
   She smiled shyly, said nothing.  The man standing over her dripped cum,
but it fell between her parted legs.
   Suddenly, within just a few seconds, he was erect and huge again.
   In this, he seemed to have an amazing ability to force an erection
anytime he desired.  First, she felt that Marque was far too big to go into
her mouth like this, but he never stopped pushing.
   To her mortification, Susan later realized that she was so shocked by
what he was doing that seh never once became angry or even thought of
disobeying him, but rather felt only humiliation as he used me like a human
garbage can.
   Marque's cock was massive and as he drove it into Susan, she forced hers
elf to not cry out in surprise and pain.  Her pussy was sopping wet, so
lubrication was not a problem.
   But the thing was huge; it bulged inside her love channel beyond belief
and any previous experience.  Susan almost fainted when she felt how deeply
this thing probed her.
   In less than 15 minutes, he had emptied his sperm into her.
   Later Susan could taste her pussy in her mouth as her dried fluids on
his cock activated the taste buds on her tongue, but soon the peculiar
taste that belonged only his massive meat overwhelmed everything else.
   SUSAN TELLS TO KATHY
   "I flushed fiercely the first time." She said.  "I felt my dress fall
from my shoulders.  My breasts were revealed.  They popped out and
shivered, stiff nippled."
   Without saying a word, as if no permission were necessary, she opened
her legs.
   As his eyes met mine, I felt a jolt within myself.  I felt wet in the
folds of my cunt.
   
  
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