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ARABELLA’S MASSAGE (18+) PART 1

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ARABELLA’S MASSAGE (18+) PART 1


“Give it to me harder baby!!!!
Harderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!! Oh baby you are the
best!!!! Make me cümmmmm babyyyyy!!!!”
I continued to pound her with all my
strength.
I grabbed her waist as I thrust faster,
ploughing my black dìck into her wet püssy
faster and faster. We were sweating torrents,
our bodies shining as we mated like two mad
dogs on heat.
I turned her over on her back and lifted her
legs over my shoulders. She grabbed the
headboard and I positioned my leaking and
very hard dìck at the entrance of her red and
swollen cünt. I buried it into her and
continued to thrust in and out of her like a
piston. Her big watermelon bréasts bounced
and jiggled, and as I fücked her harder and
harder, she screaming louder.
“Oh baby I’m about to cümmmmm” she
m0aned.
“I’m almost there too honey” I p@nted,
feeling myself getting closer.
Five minutes later, she roared like a demon
as her örgasm shot through her. She froze
as she came not once, but three times in a
row. It was all I could take. The pressure in
my dìck and balls was too much to bear. I
had been leaking pre-cüm for a long time and
I couldn’t hold on any longer. I gave two
more massive thrusts, and that was it.
Pulling out of her, I ripped off the condom I
was wearing and jerked my dìck hard. I
started gasping for air as I let myself go. My
dìck began to spurt out loads and loads of
hot cüm.
The first shots landed on her stomach. I
aimed forward and some splashed over her
bréasts.

I felt like I was choking as I released my load
all over her. I couldn’t breathe. A red mist
began to cloud my vision. I heard her
laughing in a demonic manner and looking at
her, she had these eyes, red vampire eyes.
Her canine teeth had grown long as she
continued to will me to cüm. I soon began
shooting out blood as my consciousness
began to fade. I heard her laughter again as I
drifted off……
I woke up, sweating and p@nting. My bed
was soaked. My eyes focused on the clock
beside the bed. It said 4:00am. I had that
dream again. I got off the bed and noticed I
had messed my boxers up with cüm.
Another wet dream. I’ve been having this
same dream at least once a week for some
time now. I gathered my thoughts together.
I headed to the bathroom to clean myself up.
The girl in the dream was my girlfriend. Ever
since she traveled home for a 3 months’
vacation, I had been having these dreams.
We were very s*xüally active and we had séx
at least every other day. You name it, we did
it.

Arabella was a demon in bed. She literally
fücked my brains out these six months we
have been dating. She seemed so insatiable
when it comes to séx. She was a raw animal.
We met at a dinner organized by the
company I worked in. I was just fresh out of
college and worked as a data analyst. She
worked in a different office in the same
company. Our bosses reported to the same
boss, and they introduced us. We both got
talking at the party. The first thing I noticed
about her that night was her height.
I am all of 6’2”, but she stood almost at eye
level with me. She had these long and
smooth legs. She had smooth shoulders
which flowed into some firm 34DD bréasts. I
even thought they were fake that first day,
but I later got to know those puppies were
100% real. She had the perfect body, nice
hips and a flat tummy.
The black dress she had on that night
molded her figure nicely. Her face was a
paragon of beauty with a little mole on her
cheek. Her red hair flowed generously on her
shoulders, accentuating her pale skin.
All through that evening we chatted about
everything – our bosses, work, the weather,
things in the news, you name it. At the end
of the evening while walking her to her car,
we exchanged phone numbers and that’s
how we started out.
As we went along, she began to slowly come
out to me. We pinged each other regularly on
our office communicator. She told me she
had left Italy when she was two and moved
to the United States with her parents. After
about 20 years, her parents finally went back
home but she and her older brother stayed
back. She was in her senior year in college
but worked full-time as a Financial Analyst in
our head office. She also mentioned she had
broken up with her boyfriend about a year
ago and she was really enjoying her single
life because “men are jerks and total douche
bags!!!” We both had a good laugh when she
said that. She also said she was an
occasional drinker and she enjoyed her glass
of wine, but not to the extent of being dead
drunk. She told me a lot about herself and
soon we were having drinks together. We
began developing this chemistry between us
as we became closer and closer to each
other.

To be continued

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