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“Oh, honey!” he said, unhappily. I was a victim again of his premature ejaculation and we both knew it. His cock was shrinking, almost gone. He knelt, thinking of how to placate me.

“Honey, let’s not fight,” he said finally. “I was hoping that tonight we would agree to stop seeing other people.” That was the wrong thing to say.

“Get your clothes on, and get out,” I said, furious. My face turned red, I was so angry. He gave me that ‘what?’ look. I didn’t feel like I owed him an explanation. But when he was dressed, he still looked puzzled. “Steve,” I said, my voice dangerously low, “before we ever had sex we agreed to be monogamous. That means we don’t see other people. Apparently, you did not understand that.” Realization dawned in his eyes, and he didn’t even put up a fuss when he left.

I held off my tears until he was gone, and then I ran to my bed and cried myself to sleep.

The next day, despite my best efforts, I went to work looking like I had cried all night. As a sort of revenge, I wore my new garter hose, but with an even shorter skirt and higher heels. I felt OK until I got to my office and a thought struck me. I dialed a number and my voice quavered as I asked my nurse to arrange an AIDS test. The thought that I had been exposed to HIV because Steve was fooling around made it sink in; he was despicable.

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I began to cry again, holding my face in my hands. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked up to see a blurred Lee Anne. She had closed my door, and she knelt to comfort me. I needed it right then. I explained that Steve and I broke up, and she gave me a nice hug. Then, she spent the whole day protecting me from the guys in the office. It seemed incredible how fast the news that I was “available” spread.

The only one she let through was Curtis. I guess she was matchmaking, but I found myself with a date for the weekend. And, as it turned out, for the next two weeks solid.

Curtis and I hit it off. He confessed that he found my self-confidence sexy, and I actually did feel more self-confident with him. So much so, that after those two weeks I decided to start seeing other guys. This whole relationship was a paradox, but as a result, Curtis became even more attentive.

At three weeks after my makeover, I went back to the salon. I found the very crisp ends of freshly cut hair was sexy, and I didn’t want my high-style sleek look to get unruly. Shanna was happy to see me, and we talked a lot. I mentioned that I had broken up with my boyfriend.

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I suddenly heard him gasp and swell in my mouth. He was cumming, the bastard! I wrapped my lips around his head, breathing through my nose. I stroked his cock with my fist, urging his orgasm to continue as his semen splashed into my mouth. His moans were incredibly sexy, praising me for my cocksucking but I was furious. Bastard!

He was still gasping when I took my mouthful of his cum and moved up to his face. I pressed my fingers into his jaw hinges, forcing his mouth to remain open as I kissed him with an open mouth. He gagged as he realized I was shoving his semen into his mouth, but I didn’t stop. I french kissed him, thrilling that our tongues were sharing his load.

It was highly diluted by saliva when I broke the kiss, even more aroused but still angry. His eyes were mad too, having been forced to eat the cum he hadn’t wanted to. I didn’t have time for that emotion. “Lay on your back on the floor,” I barked. Surprised, he did as he was told without even questioning my reason. I mounted his face, pushing my sodden pussy into his mouth.

“Eat me, lick it,” I moaned, and did just that. His tongue was swirling inside and out of me, but missing my clit completely. I remedied that with my fingers, thrilling to his eager pussyeating. He loved eating my pussy. Loved it. I needed him hard so that he could fuck me and eat more cum. The thoughts welled in me, filled my mind with visions of his tongue doing just what he was eagerly doing now, only with my pussy seeping cum…..

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I came, gasping for breath as I ground hard on his mouth. My pussy seemed to have covered his whole mouth, because he was gasping for air. The suction and action made my orgasm go on, until I couldn’t stand it anymore. I rolled off, leaning against the couch as I felt my body shake. It took a few minutes for the orgasm to pass completely. It was terrific!

“Oh god,” I purred. He was leaning on his side, looking at me with a smile. He liked making me orgasm. I didn’t have the heart to tell him my fingers and fantasy made me cum, and he only would get an assist. I saw that he was almost totally erect now. Mmmm!

“Oh, Nancy, I need to fuck you… can I?” he said, his hand dropping to his cock, which he stroked.

“Yeah, fuck me,” I agreed, sitting on the couch, lifting my ankles, and spreading my legs. “Fuck me and eat your cum out.” His reaction surprised me. His cock shrank!

“Oh no, not that!” His eyes were pleading. “Can’t you be happy with what you did?”

I was mad. “What I did? YOU came too early in my mouth!” I lowered my legs, knowing he wasn’t soon going to be between them.

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His face showed shocked realization. “You are serious?” I nodded. “You want me to eat my own cum right out of you?” His face now showed severe distaste. I saw that his cock was wilting too. Hmmmm.

“No way,” he said. “Nuh huh.”

I gave a little sigh. “Your choice,” I said. I went to the door. “I thought you liked the new Me, but I guess not.” I opened the door, at the same time tucking my hair behind my ear. I knew just how cute I looked like that, my eyes huge and innocent.

“Wait a minute,” he said ingratiatingly. “Close the door. Don’t be hasty.” I did close the door, and stood with my arms crossed in defiance. “Listen, honey, you don’t want me to leave, right?”

I softened a little. “No, I don’t,” I said. “But I am tired of having you use me and then fall asleep. So you ARE going to do this, because I deserve it and I want it.” I didn’t add ‘or else’, because my tone clearly implied that.

“C’mon, be reasonable! Only fags eat sperm,” he said. He was now completely limp. Pathetic.

“You be reasonable,” I countered. “You will have just fucked me… what sort of self-respecting ‘fag’ would do that?” I opened the door again. “Are you going to do this or are you going to leave?”

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“I… I will,” he said, sounding like a loser. “But I need help getting up again.” He pointed to his withered prick, as tiny as I had ever seen.

Despite the animosity of the conversation, I had never felt so turned on in my life. It was very arousing to be in command of my sexuality. The truth is that I wanted to suck his cock right then. Its a sexy feeling to know you have the power to arouse a man with just your mouth.

“Sit,” I said, pointing to the couch. He sat, and I did a brief little sexy dance for him. Then, I knelt and put his cock in my mouth. I suckled at him, remembering all the things I had read last night in How Bad Girls Get What They Want; Using Your Naughty Nature about how men would give so much just to get head. I was excited to think I was preparing him to fuck me, and the fact that he would be eating his cum reluctantly added to the excitement.

Slowly Steve’s cock grew in my mouth. I started making loud smacking noises as I sucked him, and he began to quickly inflate, muttering about how sexy I was now. His fingers slid down to my neck, rubbing me in a way that made me moan. “Bob on me, bob…” he moaned, “oh god, your hair is swinging… so sexy….” His hand pushed my head up and down, caressing but urging me too. It felt so good… so erotic.

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When the table was clear but for his glass, I climbed ONTO it, sitting on my bottom facing him. I scootched my bottom forward, getting into the center so that I could lean back onto an elbow. Then, I put my high-heeled feet on the edge of the table, spreading my knees far apart. I touched myself, pulling back my clit hood as he stared in disbelief, then spread my lips apart so that he could see my oozing bright pink hole. Then I moved my hand away, stroking my pubic bone idly. His face was a picture of lust as he looked at my completely bald pussy.

“Is this what you want to put your tongue on?” I asked.

“Mmmm yeah,” he panted. “I want to FUCK you so much Nancy. I am SOOOO turned on!”

“Mmmmm, that would be nice… I’ve been thinking of that too.” It was time to introduce my new desire to him. “But I was thinking of your mouth too…” I touched myself again, this time dipping a finger into my well of juices, then putting my finger into my mouth to suck it off.

“Oh yeah, baby,” he smiled. He stood, and began to unfasten his belt. “I’m gonna eat you like crazy and then I’m gonna fuck you like crazy!”

I smiled seductively. “Actually, your are going to fuck me like crazy, and THEN you are going to eat me like crazy.” I tasted myself again as he tried to understand what I had just said.

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“What do you mean?” he asked finally.

“I mean that you are going to stick your dick in me, and after you cum you are going to eat your cum from me.” I felt myself gush as I said those words for the first time. I was very exciting to give voice to my new fantasy.

“Yeah, right,” he laughed. He had been disrobing, and now dropped his undies. I saw his medium-sized prick was hard as a rock and dripping precum.

I took his wine glass, and dipped a finger in to capture some wine. I inserted the same finger into my pussy, feeling how hot I was inside. Then I pulled the finger out and held it out for him so taste. “MMmmmmm,” he moaned. I pulled my finger to my pussy, his mouth still attached. I felt a jolt of pleasure as his tongue found its way between the folds of my lips, lapping at my pussy hole.

“I’m serious,” I said, pushing his face away. “You are gonna eat my pussy when it is full of cum, or you aren’t going to have any fun tonight.”

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“Wow, you look great,” he marveled as we tasted the dish. I smiled at him, and slowly sucked in a noodle, being just as lewd as I could possibly be. “Jesus!” he blasphemed, his face showing his desire. I strung out dinner, slowly eating and noting that he drank three glasses of wine.

When he slurred his first words, I “accidentally” dropped my knife on the floor next to him. I stood, and bent over at the waist, my butt towards him. Predictably, he looked, then blasphemed again. “Are you shaved?!” he yelped.

“MMmm, yes,” I said, looking through my legs at him. “Is that OK?” As if in punctuation, I reached back and separated my lips to show him my glistening hole, eliciting another blasphemous remark. “I like how smooth and slippery I feel now,” I explained. When he reached out his hand to touch me, I stepped out of range, and retook my seat.

“You are FUCKING sexy!” he exclaimed. His face was getting a little red, and his eyes weren’t exactly tracking. Even so, he was refilling his glass. He was going from man to prey.

“Oh yeah?” I said, caressing my neck, and trailing my fingers down my front. “What do you like best?”

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“Oh, shit, everything. Your face, your hair, your shaved pussy… it makes me want to put my tongue RIGHT THERE.”

“Right here?” I smiled, running my hands inside my babydoll and over my breasts. I licked my lips as I pinched my nipples.

“Fuck!” he said, shifting uncomfortably. I had never purposely teased him before, always acceding to his desires readily.

“Here?” I said, dropping my hand to my belly… so close. He picked up his fourth glass, staring and drinking it down.

“Here, ohgodyeah,” I purred, dropping my hand under the table where he couldn’t see. I touched my pussy, feeling the heat before I made contact. I knew it was a good thing my chairs were wooden and unupholstered, because my pussy was literally dripping wet. I was so excited to tease him and to see him desiring me so much. I brought my hand to my lips, and tasted myself. His eyes were large, taking it all in.

I stood then, and cleared the table. He sat there, watching me walk. I don’t know if he could see the rivulets of juice dripping down my inner thighs, but I could feel them as I walked. I was thrilled to be having this reaction from him, and was looking forward to making my demands.

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