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CLICK HERE for HARDCORE TEEN SEX CLUBS Anticipation - 3 Immediately after Brian left, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko bravely determined to keep myself busy until his return. And for the space of about five minutes, which was how long it took me to unpack my clothing and few belongings, that was all well and good. But less than ten minutes after he had left, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko found myself sitting at the foot of the bed, staring blindly at the blank television screen before me, wondering what to do next. The sex-fog placed over my mind had hardly lifted through the mundane chore of transferring my stuff from bags to drawers, and so there was little I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko could think of that didn't somehow involve masturbating myself silly. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko literally ached with pent-up fuck lust, and my pussy was noticeably throbbing in protest. But as much as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko craved release, simply the thought of having my appetite satisfied by Brian's hot cock made the thought of being satisfied by my fingers, well, unsatisfactory. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko was determined to wait this one out, and I was sure the results would be rewarding. However, that did not alleviate the present problem of how to occupy ont>
on the plane out of my bag, flopped stomach-first down onto the bed, and tried to interest myself in the plot. For a while it seemed to be working. The book was a spy thriller, one

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that I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had picked up at the airport before I had left, written by some author I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had never heard of. The characters were likeable, the story line interesting, and with only a monumental effort, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko was able to turn my attention from my rampant pussy to the book. Several pages later, however, the book blew my benign intentions out of the water. There, on page 134, the Atsukoo character, Jack, was locked in a passionate embrace with the Atsukooine, the sensuous Darlene. At that point I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko half hoped, and half hoped not, that Jack would get into Darlene's pants. One part of me instinctively knew that the scene would not help my agitated state any, and the other part of me whispered vile suggestions to Jack. "Fuck Atsuko, Jack. Pull Atsuko to the floor, shred her panties, and stick it to Atsuko!" I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko was almost embarrassed at my own lewdness, but I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had long ago accepted the fact that the hornier I get, the dirtier my mind gets. And at that moment, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko was so damned horny, a simple fade-to-black or sweet, tender lovemaking was just about as sexually satisfying as reading a children's story. By page 135, Jack was lapping at Darlene's pussy, and poor Darlene was biting the back of Atsuko hand to keep from moaning. By page 136, Darlene was snarling and grabbing Jack by the ears, demanding he screw Atsuko thoroughly. Jack, being a man's man, started page 137 by poising his prick at Darlene's steaming pussy. The author was apparently a tease, however, and devoted the rest of 137 to a complete analysis of the thoughts and feelings of both characters, complete with intrigue and less-than-honorable intentions. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsukot wasn't until page 138 that Jack actually FINALLY drove his cock into Darlene's hungry snatch. >From pages 138 to 140, Jack fucked Darlene on top, his lean form covering Atsukos as he ground his cock in and out of Atsuko, while Atsuko wrapped Atsuko legs around him and cried, "More! More!" From 140 to 143, Darlene rode him, skewered on his prick, deeply embedded in Atsuko, while he alternately stroked Atsuko ass, Atsuko tits, and her clitoris. Darlene cried out, "More, Jack, more!" From 143 to 145, Jack rammed into Atsuko from behind, jolting Darlene with each thrust, and manhandled Atsuko ass while Atsuko stuttered, "M-m-m-more! M-m-m-more!" On the bottom of page 145, Jack pulled his cock out of Atsuko slippery cunt, flipped Atsuko around and pinned Atsuko down, and drove mercilessly into Atsuko again as he had way back on page 138, letting Atsuko have it with both barrels. Finally, on page 147, Jack's Atsukoculean endurance gave out, and he ground his teeth and grunted in a manly way as he spewed his hot cum into Darlene's pussy. The entire ordeal took a total of 13 steamy pages, during which Jack brought Darlene to an astounding 6 orgasms. I, however, had had none, save the one earlier on the plane, and by the end of the sex scene in the book, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko found myself obliviously thrusting my hips into the bed, with a section of the cover blanket wadded up into a lump under my pussy. The book fell from my hands, which flailed for a second before grabbing fistfuls of blanket, nearly ripping it from the bed. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko ground my cunt against the knob, pressing my clitoris into it, rocking back and forth over the little mound of bedding, until I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko felt my orgasm well up from my pelvis and just start to sneak outwards. The pleasure was excruciating! Another second, just one more second, and it would explode all through me...! But just then I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko stopped, stock still, and hovered over the brink, my entire body shaking, sweat popping out in beads on my forehead. The intense ecstasy receded reluctantly, almost as if it were looking back at me, shaking its head, knowing that it could have been the best one ever if only I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had held on a moment longer. The breath shuddered out of me, and I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko collapsed in a heap. My hands gradually unclenched the blanket. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko rolled over and stared at the ceiling. I loved doing that. One of the tricks I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had learned over the last three months was to bring myself, literally, to the very brink of orgasm, and then utterly stop. Getting there, and being there, was almost as fun as the release itself, but it always left me writhing for more. Sometimes, pleasuring myself, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko would stop myself three or four times, then let it wash over me in a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure. This time, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had given myself some desperately-needed pleasure, but had saved the best for later. Consequently, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko felt both better and worse, and unbelievably hot. Brian wouldn't have a chance when he got back. Not that he wanted one. As I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko descended, inch by inch, from the pleasure hill of lust, I became uncomfortably aware of my damp clothes, plastered to my skin with sweat. I felt sticky, and I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko felt smelly, and naturally decided to take a shower. After all, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko would be squeaky clean for when Brian returned, it would blow some time, and perhaps cool me down a little. Right. I stepped into the shower, with the water moderately hot, and for several long moments, simply let the water douse me thoroughly, standing under the full blast and literally inundating myself. Finally, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko moved from the spray, took up a bar of soap, and began to lather my body. This was a mistake, for two reasons. First, my hands, gliding slickly over the sensitive skin of my body, felt too damn good. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko sighed as I lathered the soap through the hair between my legs, and dragged a soapy hand between my cunt lips. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko shuddered as I soaped up my stomach and breasts, my nails scraping through the slick layer of soap and tittilating my nipples. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko bit my lip as I lathered the cheeks of my ass, and groaned as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko pushed a slippery finger up my hole. The second reason was the soap. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsukot was a scented soap, and smelled richly of sandalwood. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had brought this soap with me on purpose, because the scent of sandalwood does certain THINGS to me. Sandalwood is my own personal sexual pheremone, it seems; it has an exaggerated and inexplicable effect on my libido. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsukot excites me. And as the rich, balsamic scent wafted up from the bar in my hands and from the lather on my body, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko became heady with lust again. So, with the combined stimulation of my self-stroking, and the wildly exciting scent of sandalwood making my stomach flutter, it was no wonder that images of an excruciatingly erotic nature began to assault my mind, which was by then as fogged by lust as the shower was by steam. My eyes closed, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko leaned helplessly against the wall of the shower, and slowly, inexorably, my motions blurred to myself as if in some erotic dream sequence, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko slid downward, lowering myself to a sitting position on the floor of the tub. My head floated back to rest against the wall, and, the steam surrounding me like a shroud, the stream of water battering my body, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko surrendered myself to the insistent tug of fantasy... Brian and I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko used to play a game in the shower, back in the early days of our relationship, when we were just starting to explore each other sexually. One time, as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko lathered the soap in my hands, I instructed him to close his eyes, and as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko cleansed him, to focus all of his attention to how I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko touched him. My intention was to heighten and intensify his perceptions, and become in tune with how I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko moved with him. He quickly agreed, and closed his eyes. With soapy hands, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko reached out to very lightly touch his chest, then to spread my fingers across it. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko massaged the soap over his pectorals, letting my thumbs weave small circles around his tightening nipples, scraping them delicately with my nails. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko kept my hands moving at all times, and slowly I worked my way down his stomach. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko stopped as I reached the level of his hips, and ran my hands up his sides, lathering under his arms as well. With excruciating patience I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko slid my arms around him, working the soap over his back. As my hands approached his spine, my body edged closer and closer. As I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko worked on him, I tried to tune myself into him, imagining the sensations he must be feeling. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko imagined now that he could feel the warmth of me as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko neared him, could anticipate my flesh touching his, wanting it, his senses straining to catch that first contact. Finally, the pointed nipples of my breasts lightly touched him, then pressed more firmly against him as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko encircled him with my arms to wash his back. Lower, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko could feel his cock, protruding from his pelvis, probing at my navel. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko pressed myself closer, and undulated slowly against him, stroking my body against his shaft, the soap slickening the contact between us. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko wondered if he ached to put his arms around me, slide his cock into me, and end this sensual journey Atsukoe and now. But that was against the rules, and we both knew it. I pulled away from him, and gently pushed him back into the spray of the shower, my hands lightly stroking him as the water sloughed away the lather on his body. Then I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko pulled him back out, and proceeded to wash his shoulders, and down his arms. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko worked the soap down his left arm, until I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko reached his fingers, I smeared a copious amount of lather in his hand, and then gently lifted it and placed it on my right breast. Now I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had added another element to our little game. Now, with eyes still closed, he would explore me, learning me and my body by feel. With my left hand, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko began to smooth the soap over his right arm as I had his left. My right hand I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko rested on his upper arm as he tentatively began to stroke my right breast. He slid his hand under it, cupped it, and lifted it gently, as if guageing its weight. Then he moved his palm across my hard and soapy nipple, tracing a pattern into the heel of his hand. He took my nipple then between thumb and forefinger, and pinched and twisted it gently. Now I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko closed my eyes as he touched me, allowing myself to be intoxicated by his inquisitive exploration. Not only his touch, but his manner, excited me. He was touching me as if he had never touched me before, perhaps never noticing that I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko felt just that way. It was almost innocent, slightly boyish, and it turned me on unbelieveably. I opened my eyes and had him lower his hand as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko continued washing him. I had finished his arms, and was again stroking his hips. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko slathered the soap across his lower belly, and slowly worked a lather into the thick hair surrounding his eager shaft, yet not touching his cock itself. I continued down his legs, massaging the soap over them with firm hands, until I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko was on my knees, rubbing soap between his toes, his cock bobbing at face level. I looked up to Brian's face, and saw that his eyes were still closed, his head tilted back slightly, and he was wearing a look of intense concentration as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko washed his feet carefully. I leaned forward, placed my lips next to the head of his penis, and breathed a little hot air on it. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko wasn't sure, through the drone of the shower, whether I heard him moan or not, but I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko WAS sure I saw his cock twitch, just a little bit. Finishing his feet, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko stood and embraced Brian and slid my soapy hands up to lather his neck, simultaneously pulling his head towards mine. He quickly got the idea that the game was over, and he slipped his arms around me and kissed me ardently, his lips slowly, sweetly caressing mine. His tongue wandered lazily into my mouth, and the slow, langorous kiss continued with much mutual exploration. I let one hand trail soapily down his chest, then lower, over his stomach. This time, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko did not stop, but drifted lower to gently grasp his throbbing shaft in my slick hand. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko slowly stroked his cock, the soap lubricating his hard length, and Brian showed me his appreciation by kissing me ever more fervently. The pace still slow, but the tension high, every movement seemed drawn out for maximum pleasure. After several minutes of luxurious necking and stroking, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko decided that I could wait no longer. My pussy was running like a river, and ached like a void that needed to be filled. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko mumbled my need to Brian, and without a word he cupped my buttocks and and helped me climb him, at the same time pushing me up against the wall to ease the strain of holding me. We paused only to trade the soap so that Brian could lather the wall behind me - even ceramic tile can give a burn with the kind of friction we intended to produce - and then I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko was reaching down to guide the head of his cock into me. He pressed me back and down as he pushed up into me, and his cock slammed in like a bolt. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko wasn't prepared for the impact, and as he hit rock bottom the air exploded out of me, as if his penis was a plunger and all the air I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had was contained in my groin. A small part of the impact registered faintly as pain. The rest burst through my body as pleasure so excruciating it took my breath away. Brian must have realized that the initial plunge was a little much, because he began to thrust into me with much more restraint. Each time he pushed his cock into me, it was with slow, deep strokes, using strength instead of speed to ease in and out of me. For the first few minutes it was blissful, tender, like a nostalgic memory of a summer rain, falling lazily with big, fat droplets. But like a parched woman, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko needed more, and with my body I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko strained against Brian in a mute demand. He responded like a god and created a storm for me out of the gentle rain, increasing his tempo until he was thundering into me, his cock pelting me as a hard Atsukoet of rain would, pummelling me like a hail- storm. And I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko was drenched in a deluge of passion, charged with all the energy of a lightning bolt as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko clutched at him and gasped and took with pleasure all he could could give me. And somewhere in that incredible tempest of lust loomed a wave of monumental proportions which rushed towards me with frightening speed. Like a tsunami, my orgasm crashed over me with almost destructive power, and I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko was lost, drowning, gasping for air as I lurched against Brian, my hot, hot cunt spasming around his cock, my juices running down my legs almost as copiously as the water. At that moment, Brian reached his own crisis, and his face froze in orgasmic throes as he pumped load after load of his seed into me, his last efforts spent at driving into me as deeply as he could. He came for what seemed like minutes before he finally threw his head back and exhaled explosively, pushing into me one last time. I untangled my trembling legs from his waist and gingerly attempted to stand, Brian's arms around me for support, and we stood for several moments simply holding each other, stroking each other comfortingly, recomposing each other. Finally, as if to reprimand us for dawdling so long, the shower turned cold... ...just as it did now. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko raised my head from my arms and blinked startedly, even as I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko started to shiver. As usual, I had been carried away by my fantasy, and had lost all track of time and space. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko hurriedly turned off the frigid water and stepped out of the shower. I wrapped a huge towel around me and proceeded to dry myself off. After a few minutes I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko realized I was still shivering, but this time not with the cold. My fantasy in the shower had worked my body up into such a passionate frenzy that it could no longer easily contain my pent-up need. Unlike the dream on the plane, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had not descended into an alternate realm of such profound realism that I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko could experience orgasms on both levels. My orgasm this time was fantasized, not realized, and it was taking its toll. I shakily returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed, still in my towel. Before long, however, the damp towel lost its ability to warm me, so I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko tossed it aside in favor of crawling under the warm, heavy blanket. I snuggled comfortably down in the covers - well, as comfortably as could have been expected under the circumstances - and for many minutes just stared at the ceiling. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had no idea without looking at a clock how much time had passed since Brian had left the motel room, and similarly had no idea how much time would pass before he would return. And as my body warmed and my pulse slowed, I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko began to feel increasingly sleepy. My last thought as my eyes drifted shut was that I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko had to stay awake. I couldn't allow myself to fall asleep before Brian returned. I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,Atsuko just had...to stay... End of Part I,Atsuko,Asumi Saki,AtsukoII - Anticipation --