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Sunday morning. Like every Sunday morning for the past six months, I find myself at my desk at my office. Make hay while the sun shines, some people say, so I can’t complain about being busy. It’s a quiet day, no phones, no faxes and I don’t even look at my e-mail. It’s a day to catch up on all the things I can’t get to during the week, when I find myself pulled in a hundred different directions all at once. Productive, but deep down it wasn’t my first choice of where I wanted to be. It was necessary, but not desirable. An hour or two of quiet. Then I hear the doorbell, someone buzzing from the first floor to gain entry to our building. We don’t have any intercom connection working yet, so I have to go downstairs to see who it is. I didn’t recall booking any meetings for today. Down a flight of stairs to the main floor and over to the entrance. A woman stands bundled in a heavy winter jacket, her hood covering her head and most of her face. I open the door and ask who she is here to see. “I’m here to see Alex, in suite 204.” “I’m Alex. And you are…?” “Oh, I’m Rachel. We’ve exchanged some messages online.” Rachel. The name does not ring a bell at all. The only messages I’ve exchanged online were…ah, maybe Rachel is her real name. I only know her as FireBelow.” “I’m sorry…but this may sound odd…but I don’t know a Rachel. You wouldn’t be…” She interrupted me, “FireBelow? That’s me. I forgot that we’ve never exchanged real names. Or at least I haven’t given you mine.” “How did you find out where I worked?” “Do you remember that e-mail you sent me, when we exchanged addresses so that we could send something more substantial than a two line message on the website? Let’s just say I took a chance. You sent it during work hours, and my brother-in-law works for a high-tech company that does something with the internet I don’t really understand, and knows how to trace IP addresses on e-mails. They matched to your company. So, like I said, I took a chance.” “How’d you know I would be in today, on a Sunday?” “Another chance. almanbahis Most of your e-mails come on Sunday around this time, so I figured I’d take a drive and see if you were here.” She was still standing in the doorway, so I ushered her in from the cold and upstairs to my office. She sat down across from me at my desk. “Why did you come?” I asked. “Let me be very direct with you. I want to fuck you. Right here. Right now. I just want to fuck you.” I wasn’t sure if I should ask why. I had never met Rachel before. We had only exchanged messages online which progressed to some erotic emails, and we had never even exchanged photos. It was all very much a distant fantasy, just a lot of playing with words. But never any discussion about taking things further. For one, I was married – maybe not a wonderful marriage, but I still had the ring on my finger. “You want to fuck me? Why?” – I had to ask. “I like the way you write to me. It is very sexual and it makes me so damn horny, but it is also very gentle and real. You don’t even know me, and yet when you write to me, you take the time to care about me and to put your own needs aside to make sure I am satisfied. I know it’s only just words we’ve shared, but you write to me with such caring. And passion too.” She was still wearing her jacket, with the hood covering her head and face. “Are you cold? Do you want to take off your coat and warm up? I can make you a coffee.” “No, I’m not cold. It’s just that…” She hesitated. “It’s just that I’m not sure about, if you want what I am suggesting and I am…” She paused again. “Yes?” “It’s just that I…” She stopped and stood up, and then pulled the hood from her head and face, and revealed a beautiful face with green eyes and flowing red hair, which reached down below her shoulders in both waves and curls. She continued to unzip her jacket, and the reason she had hesitated before became very obvious. She was naked from the waist up, and as she dropped her jacket, I could see she was only wearing thin black leggings almanbahis yeni giriş below, with her boots. She was stunning, with firm, full breasts and pale pink nipples atop them, erect and pointing toward me. Looking below, I could tell she had nothing on beneath her leggings and the outline of her labia were clearly visible. I had no idea who this woman was except as a screen name and a series of messages online, and yet all I could do was stand up from my chair and walk toward my own door, close it and lock it behind me, and then walk over to Rachel, taking her in my arms. “I have only one request of you,” she said, “beyond just fucking me. I want you to be as dirty as you can when you talk to me. Online you are so gentle and even polite when we talk about sex, but here and now, I want you to be dirty and just fuck me. Don’t make love to me. Fuck me.” I leaned forward to kiss her, but she pulled back. “No kissing. No tenderness. Not until after, at least. For now, I just want raw and dirty sex. Anything goes. Just make me cum and I want you to cum too, on me and in me. Anything goes, but no kissing on the lips. Not yet.” I had never met anyone like this woman before. I was stunned. I was excited too, and as I stood in front of her, I quickly undressed while watching her pull off her own boots and the black leggings revealing a completely shaved pussy below a firm and pale belly. Her nipples seemed to grow even more erect as she watched me undress, and I saw her eyes dart down to my cock which by now was fully erect. “I don’t know where…” I began to say, before she interrupted me. “On the floor. On your desk. I don’t care. Just get that cock inside me before I count to five. One, two, …” I am not the biggest or strongest man around, and in fact, if truth be told, I think Rachel was probably an inch or two taller than me. But I somehow managed to lift her up by reaching around her waist, and raise her up high enough so that she could wrap her legs around me and I lowered her already wet pussy almanbahis giriş onto my hard cock, which was pointing straight up to the ceiling. Over the next hour, we fucked without interruption. First I came inside her pussy and she gushed all over my cock at about the same time. I bent her over my desk and fucked her pussy again from behind, and then she got down on her knees and gave me a blowjob that I doubt I will ever forget, making me cum a second time and she managed to swallow every drop of my load. I called her every dirty name I could think of, which was not my style but I felt obligated to obey her wishes. I called her a slut, a cunt, I told her I wanted to cum over her entire body and on her face, I told her I wanted to fuck her until her pussy couldn’t withstand any more. And then I knelt down behind her, as she was still bent forward over my desk, and began to rim her ass, plunging my tongue into her tiny puckered brown hole, and licking around it, while spreading her ass apart. I buried my face in her ass and made her wet, occasionally tonguing down a bit farther so I reached her dripping pussy. I made her cum at least once, that I could tell, from just playing with her ass with my mouth, and when I felt she was as wet and relaxed as I could get her, I stood up and pressed the tip of my cock against her ass, gently inserting the head inside of her, slowly feeling the wetness lubricate my entry and with a gentle back and forth tried to enter her ass. “Fuck you, just shove it in my ass hard and fast. I don’t care if you rip me apart,” she yelled, while pushing her ass backwards towards me. I complied, and in a single thrust felt my cock enter that tight hole until my balls were resting against her body. I started slowly at first, but soon was thrusting into her with force and determination, and she bucked her ass back at me to meet each thrust, grunting like an animal with each movement. She began to shake and I could feel her having yet another orgasm as I pounded my hardness into her ass, marveling at how she was both so tight around me and yet stretching to accommodate my cock. I was about to tell her that I was going to cum, when she said “Not in my ass, I want to suck your cock and take more of your cum in my mouth.” I wasn’t sure.

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