Fantasy Fulfillment - Surfer Boy - Amalia

[GGGDickson]

Ok Surferboy let me take you on a ride to prepare you for the up coming adventures as I just got my vaccine. So it will not be long and we will be enjoying the next big adventure. Until then let me take you on the Amalia Adventure.

Amalia Flowers - First Meeting -Le Soleil

I was in town and still reeling from my past encounters from CJ. I was feeling kind of lost. I searched the internet for a new all time favorite. I was kind of concerned that I could never find another like Catherine.

Then to my surprise, Amalia Flowers cross my path. I saw her ad on Leo List. She claimed to be a stock broker who hit hard times and was forced into the business. Oh hell, what have I got to lose. She had blonde curly hair, big tits, and was keen to meet me.

I reached out to her via email. She responded right away. I was her third client. She agreed to meet me at the Cactus Club. She was arriving in her white BMW. I walked over and awaited her arrival. I am like a caged cat awaiting my prey. I saunter up the street, then down. Then back again, wondering what will she really look like. Oh, the anticipation. Then along comes a white BMW convertible. It slides in between two larger vehicles. Oh, it is so smooth in how it settles down in the perfect slot. Then the door swings open and a hot little curly blonde gracefully makes her way onto Burrard. The night air turns sweet as the lights from the street lights hit her face and bounces back to me. Oh my god, she is so beautiful. Her eyes light up the night. So bright and full of life. Her gray dress fits perfectly over her perfect body. Her heels give her the life she needs. I am immediately drawn to her perfect frame as she moves to me with such grace. She calls out “Greg is that you?” No words need to be spoken. Just a hug and a kiss. It feels so comfortable in her arms. I feel like I have known her touch my whole life. She smiles at me and we walk to the restaurant.

We find a spot in the lounge at a high table. She struggles to take a seat as I steady her. She is so tiny maybe 5’3” tall. We order a drink and I can feel her relax. She tells me I am only her third date. She shares so much about herself. It is clear she is new to this. I tell her to be careful about how much she shares about herself.  Especially since she is fearful to put her picture on her ad, instead using a photo off the internet. It is a likeness of her but once the word gets out it will be hard for her. She is very beautiful but there are those who do not take kindly to a woman’s precautions. I find her newness refreshing from the standard run of the mill SPs who are so bitter. In the back of my mind I think I need to enjoy her as she will not be in this business long.

Amalia is so sweet and her eyes are so big. I feel myself getting lost in her eyes. Her dress slips up her leg as she moves from side to side. I find my eyes drawn to her very sexy legs. She notices my eyes wander and she smiles. Then she giggles. It must be good for her confidence to have a man pay her for her time. I guess she sees my questioning eyes. She informs me most men are drawn to her larger than average breasts. She appears to be grateful that I find her legs as appealing. Her eyes smile back at me as she becomes more comfortable. I ask her if she is ok with me and I slide over her envelop. I let her know she does not need to do anything thing she does not want to do. She nods her head in quiet agreement consoled in my comment.

After more discussions and one more drink, she asked me where I am staying. I tell her next door so we walk over. As we start walking she puts her arm in mine and we stroll arm in arm. I feel so good with her next to me. Although she is in her 30’s she tries to convince me she is in her 40’s. At this point it just feels nice her next to me. We make our way up to my suite. She is impressed by the penthouse suite. She takes a self-made tour of the place. She asked me about what I do and I tell her a little of this and a little of that. I guess that does not satisfy her curiosity. So now she asked me where I live. My classic response "I am homeless" comes to mind. Before I can get out “less” Ms Flower has her tongue in my mouth and her hands all over my body. She then stops kissing to whisper in my ear “oh my god your huge” as her hand slides down the cotch of my suit pants.

We slowly undress each other and it is not long and she is caressing my thickness as I stroke her kitten. She purrs like a kitten. Her pussy is so fucking wet. She is now rubbing her wetness all over my leg. She lets out “Fuck me, Fuck me now!”

We somehow make it to the bedroom and she falls back into the bed and I start licking her sloppy wet pussy. She squirms under my tongue. Her moans, now as my tongue’s dance quickens. Her back arches and she lets out a squeal then a flood of warm liquid gushes out of her and all over me. OMG. She apologizes for her ejaculation. None is needed!

We both take a moment to catch out breath. Her body still shaking and twitching. It is not long and Amalia tugged at my hand, pulling me towards her. I could see her chest heave as her excited breaths became more intense. Her ample breasts rose high with every breath, her nipples were becoming erect, pushing against me. Our lips met and immediately her tongue darted into my mouth, gently flicking my tongue and searching for a companion to play with.

I eagerly responded to the strong sensations I felt and started to caress Amalia's tongue with mine. My fingers roughly ran through her hair then down the nape of her neck and felt her tremble in my arms. She was shivering with anticipation yet still in control. My cock was now fully erect and throbbing against her. I felt her hand brush my groin as I struggled to keep my balance. My cock pulsated hard, she was teasing me, she was now in control and I liked it.

The thoughts of control faded as I felt her hand press against my manhood. Carefully, and whilst still kissing me, she started to rub her hand over my ass. I took a short sharp breath as I felt a slight release in the pressure – my cock strained precum collected on her leg. I could tell she was experienced in this aspect of the love making and I felt completely at her will. Never before had I felt so controlled by a woman but it excited me even more. Suddenly I felt my cock push against her leg. It sprang to attention, throbbing harder than I could ever remember it throbbing before. I felt her velvet soft hand wrap around it and gently squeeze me.

My knees were weak. The excitement was overwhelming but I didn’t want to rush. I had never felt so controlled but this excited me even more. I wanted to penetrate her so badly but knew I had to play it her way, I knew she wouldn’t let me – yet! I reached behind her and pulled her closer. I felt her push her buttocks against my hand urging me to hurry.  She wriggled slightly and warmth of her pussy over shadowed the wetness on the bed from where she just soaked the bedding. Her pussy silken. I reached to the line of her buttocks and gently stroked my fingers over her slit. She pushed harder against my hand, urging me to rub her now very wet pussy. Just as I was about to rub her pussy, she pulled away. She looked straight into my eyes.

I could see the intent etched into her expression. She had a cheeky smile on her face as she pushed me backwards away from her. Her eyes centered on my pulsating cock standing proudly in front of her, urging for attention, seemingly pushing it’s way toward this woman.

Slowly she knelt in front of me, still looking deep into my eyes. Gently she took hold of my pulsing cock and maneuvered it towards her mouth. Her eyes widened as she saw my mushroomed bulbous head glisten with my juices. My shaft was rock hard with veins standing proud. My balls hung low between my legs and shook with the pulses of my body. I was long and thickest erected cock she had ever seen. Or so she had said. They all say that right!

Her hand teased me, gently rubbing up and down my shaft, then lightly and gently tickling my balls. I was in ecstasy. That didn’t matter anymore. I closed my eyes as I felt her warm lips close over the tip of my cock. She teased my slit and flicked my head with her tongue whilst one hand gently caressed my balls and the other stroking, still around my shaft. For what seemed like an eternity she caressed the head of my cock, teasing me willfully, seductively, making me wanting more. I groaned with the intense pleasure surging through my groin.
 
I placed my hands on her head and caressed her temples. I applied pressure – taking control from her. Her tongue knew exactly where to tease and I loved every minute of it. Slowly she lowered her head down my shaft, taking more and more of me into her warm, soft mouth with each move until she had taken all of me deep into her throat. I felt her throat tighten around my shaft and nearly came with the sensations now coursing through every fiber of my being. I looked down and saw she was watching me. That was the most erotic sight I had seen in a long time. This woman was sucking my cock and looking straight into my eyes at the same time.

I smiled at her. Now I must fuck her, gently I beckoned her to stand and, as she rose, I laid her back against the bed. Her legs parted before I even touched her and I could see her lips were dripping wet. Once again my cock pulsed at this sight. As I kissed her stomach she started to move her hips. The closer I got to her dripping pussy the more I could smell her. The more I could smell her the more I wanted to taste her. As I kissed the top of her pubic hair I pulled her closer to me. Now I could get to the honey pot I so needed to taste. She had now moved her hips and so did her perfect breasts swaying as her hips pulsated and her nipples were standing proud from her tits. I reached up with one hand and took a nipple between my fingers. As I gently teased it I felt it stiffen. I cupped her firm breast in my hand and gently squeezed.

As I kissed down towards her pussy she raised her legs and bent her knees. Her pussy lips were already glistening with her juices and slightly parted with her excitement. I gently licked her lips and felt her immediately shiver with excitement. Slowly my tongue searched for her clit, licking it’s way through her womanhood. I placed my lips over her hood and pushed the skin back then gently caressed her with my tongue. I felt her tense and her hips rise, forcing me harder into her now dripping pussy. I pushed a finger into her warm wet pussy and felt her tighten her muscles, gripping me lightly. Now another finger, reaching for her "G" spot, still licking and sucking at her clit – faster and faster.

Her breath shortened and her chest heaved as she arched her back yet again. Her nipples were erect and her breasts quivered as she matched my motion with her hips. I felt her tighten on my fingers and quiver under me. Sensing her orgasm was near, I increased the speed of my licking, my tongue now licking quickly too and fro over her clit and my fingers gliding in and out of her now overflowing pussy. She panted hard and screamed as an orgasm ripped it’s way through her body – her hips bucked and her whole body quivered under my head. I kept my motions going for what seemed like an eternity while she writhed and twisted to the orgasm.

My face was soaked in her cum. It tasted so sweet, so good. My cock seemed to swell harder, urging me to release it’s pressure.

As I felt her orgasm subside I relaxed my efforts. I wanted to bring her down slowly, she deserved that, she deserved more. Slowly I eased my way up her body, licking and kissing every part of her and rubbing my engorged cock on her thigh. I was in control now, making her to begging me to fuck. " I want it" she hissed through pursed lips "give it to me now, give it to me hard, give me your cock, I want your thick cock!"

"Now" she yelled gripping my thighs with her heels, dragging me towards her. I moved the head of my cock to her moist lips and rubbed it gently aganist them. Then stopped placing a condom on and rocked slightly back and forward, I was teasing her now. I looked into her eyes, there was a sense of urgency etched across her face. She pursed her lips. "Oh fuck" she yelled "give it to me NOW!"
 
"Uuuoooohhhhhh." Amalia moaned as I gently pushed my bulbous cock head into her wet pussy. Amalia looked into my eyes as I began pushing my hard thickness all the way into her. Amalia relaxed more realizing that I was trying to avoid causing her any pain. Amalia closed her eyes and kissed me.

I had my left arm under Amalia's shoulders, holding her close as my right hand softly stroked her hair. My lips touched hers in a long, soft kiss. Slowly, Alexis's arms moved up and around my back, pulling me closer as she lifted her legs and wrapped them around my hips. I continued kissing Amalia and softly massaging her body with my free hand. Amalias returned my kisses as she rubbed the back of my neck. Her hips began moving in time with my hard deep thrusts inside of her. "Ooooohhhh." Amalia moaned as she nuzzled into my shoulder. "Oooohhhh." These were not the moans of fear or of pain. They were moans of one body responding to another. Moans of acceptance.

" Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh." Amalia continued responding to my gentleness. " Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh." Amalia was moving in time with me, her pace increasing as I did, her pelvic area grinding against me. Amalia felt the stirrings deep inside her. Slowly, she was becoming aroused. I was kissing and fondling Amalia, moving in cadence with her as I felt my own excitement grow. I drove into her with a quickening pace and she responded, moving with me, driving her hips forward to meet my thrusts.

" Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!" Amalia clamped her mouth onto mine, darting her tongue in and out of my mouth as I did the same. Our tongues intertwined as the pace of our thrusting increased.

" OHHH! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH!" Amalia moaned as she pulled me tighter against her. She felt the feeling of arousal growing inside her, felt her body responding more and more to my attentions.

" OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Amalia groaned as her body was wracked by a tremendous orgasm. Her entire body trembled, pushing me over the edge as well. Amalia gushed all over me and all over the bed.

" Oh God!!" I moaned as I began shooting my load into the condom in Amalia. Amalia was still in the throes of her own orgasm as she felt the heat of my sperm filling the condom in her insides. The throbbing of my cock inside her caused her to groan as her orgasm began abating.

" Mmmmmm." Amalia sighed, holding me close, her legs still wrapped around my hips, as the trembling of her body slowly ceased. I collapsed on her with a sigh of contentment.

Finally, I pulled my softening cock out of her leaving the condom in her. She could feel my cum trickling out of her as it dripped out of the condom onto the soaked bed. She looked at me with her big blue eyes and apologized. “I guess I should have told you I am a squirter” I smile and told her it was ok.

I got up , putting my clothes on, I said to her, "You could be my new ATF." "Have you been fucked in the ass?" "No, that is dirty." Amalia said. "So your beautiful ass is virgin tight ass." 

"Yes," she said.

Good something for future adventures!

 

[GGGDickson]

Ok Surfer Boy and Sonic Temple here we go with my second meeting with Amalia

Amalia Flowers Day Together

Our Next Play Date
Ms Flowers and I had a number of email exchanges. We shared dreams, fantasies, and real everyday issues. Some might say we developed a keen friendship as she confided in me. She was having a very hard time in her personal life, so much so, that our fantasy world provided much relief. Day after day the emails got more intense and more revealing. We flipped from fantasy to reality back to fantasy within sentences.

I was happy to find out that my travels would allow me the opportunity to stop into Vancouver, so I informed Amalia. I thought she might like me coming into Vancouver, but I was surprised how excited she got when I sent her the email. She wanted to know my flight times and who I was flying with and what time I would be arriving. She asked for flight numbers and then she told me she would meet me at the airport. She told me she was going to be there an hour before I got in just in case I got in early. I told her to calm down that I would contact her before my flight leaves to let her know it was on time. I then told her it will take me sometime to clear customs, so she did not need to be there that early.

I was excited but she was crazy excited. Her emails became races of things she wanted to do with me, and too me. She quickly jumped on one of my biggest fantasies was being met at the airport. She knew I hated arriving at an airport and seeing all these people being greeted by friends, family, and lovers. She wanted me to know she will be there for me and no one is ever going to be loved as much as her loving me at the airport. She even told me she will not wear panties under her dress so that I could fuck her right there in the airport if I wanted too. She told me she was so horny for me and that she was wet already.

Each day Amalia shared her plans and the next day they changed only to get more erotic. I loved how her imagination just flowed just like her curly blonde hair. She said it helped her keep her mind off her troubles in her personal life. We emailed back and forth and because she was all alone, I was her only confidant. As the day got closer her emails became even more passionate, fervent, and emotional. She knew I love emotions, so she was giving me her most ardent thoughts.

The day finally arrived. I made it to LAX for my early flight and I informed her my flight was on time. I thought she was going to jump through her computer right at me. I had organized the morning at the spa for her at the Pan Pacific before my arrival. My hope it would help her to relax. She informed me that they were working on her hair, but they were not getting it right. Her hair was amazing, curly, full, and wild like her. Once they finish, she will need to hold still as they would be finishing her nails and then her makeup. She told me she would look like a queen for me. I boarded my plane, and I was off. I had a car picking her up to get her to the airport so she would not be there to early or late. I know she was stressing as she seemed to always do. I just wanted her to relax.

I landed on time and customs was not too bad. I emailed her from the baggage area.

She emailed backed “I LOVE YOU!” My heart took a back flip as my cock started to take on a life of its own. Oh, not here. I need my final walk through with customs. I try to think of something else. Puppies, butterflies, rainbows, Amalia’s big tits. Oh no…. I pull myself together and walk through the last contact with customs and they do not notice the bulge in my pants. I stop to take a breath mint and then roll my bags out into the reception area. As I come through the doors, there I see her smile and that bright eyed beauty named Amalia. She looks amazing.

Her hair so full and so curly, her signature look. She looks so hot in that form fitted dress. She fits it so well or was the dress made for her.

Amalia ran to me we hugged and kissed for the world to see. I was so hard and tried to conceal the massive bulge in my pants. I wanted her but I knew this was neither the time nor place. It was time to make a run to the car. Our driver awaited our arrival. He slid my bags in the back as well as the bag Amalia had as it was clear she was spending the night. I sild in next to Amalia in the back of the limo. Wanting to slide right into her. I slid over her envelope with her donation for the night. She smiled and accepted her donation for her time. Lord knows she needed it.

Amalia kissed me, then she took my hand and placed it on her soaking wet pussy. I couldn't believe how wet she was. Amalia told me that she hadn't been able to stop thinking about my cock and finding me stroking it while she stroked her kitten. Amalia told me she wanted to show me how she fucks herself, while she watched me stroke my cock. Pulling her tight dress up, Amalia turned and sat so her legs were spread, looking right at me. I sat next to her as the car speed off to our hotel downtown. I undid my belt and unzipped my pants so that my throbbing cock could get a breath of fresh air. She could see the tip of my cock sticking out of my pants. Amalia's eyes were transfixed on the tip of my cock. She was rubbing her pussy, slowly working her finger over her clit, then around her wet hole. Sliding a fingertip in here and there, deeper and deeper each time. I was so turned on, I leaned in and kissed her. Amalia pulled me close and wiggled lower so I was above her. I kissed her neck and down further, pulling her dress up after unzipping the straight jacket that once was a dress, exposing her firm tits and hard nipples. I sucked them one by one, hard like she asked. As I worked my way lower, I kissed and nibbled, driving her wild. Amalia moaned as I licked her pussy, slowly at first, over her clit, around her hole, down to her asshole, then slowly I worked my tongue into her pussy. She was so yummy. I licked and sucked and all of a sudden, she was shaking and cumming as the car came to stop at a light. My tongue and mouth driving hard into her as her cum came shooting out of her pussy. I loved how she was a squirter.

I licked and slid a fingertip into her, driving her wild, as we started moving forward. Amalia pulled on my head, making me lick and suck harder. Cumming again, Amalia shook hard, trying to be quiet and telling me how fucking good I ate her pussy. I moved up and kissed her. As I laid over her, I placed my cock at her pussy. Amalia said wait. and rolled out from under me. Not sure what was happening, I asked her if she was ok. She told me to sit back. Doing as I was told, Amalia sat across from me and pulled “her
dildo” out of my pants while pulling a condom out of her handbag. Amalia was so wet, I could see her juice cover “her dildo,” my cock, as she worked it into her tight pussy. She looked at me the whole time, telling me what a dirty whore she is and how she has been needing to be treated like a whore and needed to be fucked hard. Amalia started cumming again, shaking and soaking her toy she picked up at the airport. Pumping her in and out, harder and deeper now, I pulled out and placed my cock at her mouth. Amalia removed the condom and took it into her mouth, sucking me deep while she fucked her hole with her free hand. Her whole hand! She shook again, moaning on my dick as she came. Seeing her orgasm over and over was so hot. I loved seeing how wet her pussy was. Amalia pulled her hand from her pussy and my cock from her mouth and sucked the fingers clean of her cum.

Amalia then told me to sit on the side seat and as I did this, she placed another condom on me and straddled me. Amalia took my whole shaft and slowly lowered her pussy down on it. Inch by inch I filled her cunt so deep. She was so tight and so wet; I could not believe how good she felt. Amalia moaned

and sank lower, taking my cock balls deep. As we kissed, she moved faster and faster, moving her hips, pushing down hard to grind down on my cock. Amalia was cumming again, squirting her juice all over my cock and balls, soaking me with her juice. My suit pants were a mess. Amalia said in between her fast breaths that she had never squirted that much before. I never knew I could make a woman squirt like that, I looked her in the eyes and grabbed her hips. I pulled her down onto me, so I was deeper inside her and I worked my cock against her G-spot. Amalia lost it; she was squirting so hard. Her juice was soaking the leather seats and my suit, everything was wet like we were had a shower. At one point she went limp, and I thought she passed out. Amalia said she was in the middle of orgasm after orgasm on top of squirting. I fucked her so deep and hard, Amalia was just my fuck toy at that moment. So, I reached around and slid a finger into her asshole. Moaning for me to fuck her, fuck her pussy, finger her ass, and that she was cumming made me lose it and I started to cum. Amalia told me to fill her hole with my cum and rolled her hips back and forth hard, milking my cock of every drop. Before I was done cumming, Amalia kissed me deep and came on my cock again. She looked into my eyes and told me she was my fuck toy from now on, anytime, anywhere!

I saw we were coming close to the hotel. I pulled away and told her to get dressed. We both went into hyperspace. My wet suit and her wet dress. Our driver announced that we were arriving. I told him we would like to go down and see the Olympic flame before checking in. He understood and it bought us time to get things together. It was a rainy day in Vancouver so when I got out, I informed the bell man we got caught in the rain and we were checking in. I left the bags with the bell man. Tipped the driver for the mess we created in his car and hoped I would not see him again. I quickly took my little fuck bunny with me into the hotel.

I checked in, again using the rain as an excuse, and told the lady at the front desk we needed our room. She felt bad for us and got us an early check in. We headed up to the room and tipped our bell man, as he left, he wished us a pleasant stay. No sooner had he left, and Amalia was once again in my arms unpeeling our wet clothes off. I was so horny, and so was she, that little time past before I held her close to me slipped another condom on me I and slowly pumped my cock in and out of her. I was so hard that as I slowly moved her hips back and forth, she was constantly squirting again. Fuck she was like a fire hydrant. Once again, we were both so wet it was unreal.

I kissed her again and pulled her up so my cock would come out of her pussy. Amalia said "no" and struggled to get it back in, but before she could, I reached around and placed the head at her dripping wet asshole. Amalia looked at me and called me a "dirty fuck". Then she told me, as I slowly filled her super tight ass with my cock, that she had wanted me to fuck her ass but not sure if she could take all of me. Her eyes rolled back, and I pulled her in close to me, slowly filling her ass deep. She was so wet from her pussy squirting, I had plenty of lube. Once I was balls deep, working my cock in and out, slowly at first, then faster, Amalia started fucking me, slamming her ass down on my cock. This had her screaming and I thought for sure we would have security at our door, but no security and Amalia was screaming out for me to fuck her in the ass. I fucked her hard, and I mean hard. Her asshole was so stretched open and red, so fucken hot. I told her to lean back and as she did, I worked a hand down and slid two fingers into her pussy. Amalia was soaking wet, and her pussy took my fingers in deep. As I fucked this little hottie, I felt my balls tighten and my cock swell, and I filled Amalia's ass with my cum. She pushed down, getting my cock as deep in her ass as possible. Kissing me deep and running her fingers through mine, it felt so good. Amalia and I laid together for a little while. We fell asleep in each other's arms. We awoke ordered room service fucked once more before the food arrived. Ate then fuck some more. We slept until the morning arrived. I put the sign on the door do not to disturbed.

We mid-morning we got up and had a shower. As we dressed Amalia seem sad. I felt bad. Did I say something? I asked and she responded that there was something wrong. She looked so hot in her new bra and panty set I picked up in LA at a little lingerie boutique. It really showed off her man-made tits and her ass shone in those panties. Never understood why so little cloth could cost so much but it was worth it seeing her in them. I knew there was something wrong. I pulled her to me I held her and looked at her and told her not to look away. I asked her again what was wrong. She tried to look away, but I kept her focused on my eyes. Then she started to cry. Her big beautiful eyes filled with tears and she felt so foolish as I got tissue out of the bathroom. She opened up to tell me her dog died. She had that dog for 13 years and her puppy was with her through some very difficult times.

I told her to get dressed we were off to grab some take out and then off to the SPCA. Amalia was not sure about this idea, but she humored me. Good thing she had parked at our hotel before the Spa. Her car was ready and so were we. Off we went. I was hungry but no time for the drive through.

We went right to the SPA and we had an interview saw a few younger dogs then she spotted this dog who came to her. She held it and played with it. We took it for a walk, and she was sold. We went back and they needed to check her references. I paid them and told them if she does not qualify, they can consider my money as a donation. We walked out of there and she was so happy. Amalia has the nicest smile. She held me as I opened her door. She told me she thought I was wonderful. As I got in her car, she told me she thought she could fall in love with me. I had to stop as my whole body started to shake. I closed my eyes to gain my composure. It was such a small token, to get such a huge reaction or dare I say erection.

We were now off to early dinner or late lunch it did not matter as I was starving. She was a real chatter box now. Telling me all these things about her. Most I did not need to know. I cautioned her not to give out such personal information. We arrived for dinner and she went to the washroom.

She got back to the table she has this grin on her face. We had dinner and her look was mesmerizing. She saw right through me. We had such an amazing dinner. It was sad that it was over. We finished and she went to the bathroom while I paid the bill. She was so excited to leave and I though she must be horny. We got in the car she told me she had a treat for me.

She informed we were off to a strip club. She enjoyed that experience and use to go there with her clients when she was selling securities. The sight of these beautiful bodies undressing and seducing us was so hot. I asked if she ever did it and she laughed.

“Silly, I paid to watch them not to dance with them.”

 

[GGGDickson]

Amalia Flowers Day Together

In The Club
We arrived and she knew her way around in the club. We had a table at the back. And she lined up the ladies like planes at Heathrow. One after the other they came and there was a few that stayed for a few dances. They sat on my lap and rubbed against me. As they got closer to me, she shooed them away.

Next…..
At this point Amalia left to use the rest room. I was taking a break before I went blind. Amalia reappeared with a hot blonde dressed in street clothes. She introduced me to Cindy a lady she met in

the bathroom. Cindy said she use to be a dancer years ago but gave it up. Now she comes in to find lovers. I was shocked how open she was. As the next dancer arrived. Cindy and Amalia started to make out. I was more into watching them than watching the strippers now. Amalia had her hand in Cindy’s shirt while Cindy had her hand under Amalia’s dress.

They were so into each other that they looked at me and asked if Cindy could come over to our suite. I was in shock. I said “sure?” I settled the bill and off we went. I asked to stop at a ATM to pull out Cindy’s donation. It was hot just watching them walking to our hotel. The giggled grabbing each others ass as we awaited the streetlight to change.

In the elevator Cindy was enjoying Amalia’s breasts. She opened her eyes looked at me to say to me. “You ok with this?” I smiled back with my approval. We made it into the suite and before I could turn on the lights Cindy was out of her skin-tight pants. As Amalia slid Cindy’s pants down Cindy’s tong went with them. Cindy was now naked in front of me as Amalia started to lick her hairy bush. It was clear that Cindy was not a professional. She had a nice body but was in her 40’s very close to Amalia’s age. Her hairy pussy clearly indicated she was not a professional.

Cindy called me over and we kiss as she commented on the bulge in my pants. That seemed to be the cue for Amalia to reach over and unzip my pants releasing my manhood into the darkly lite room. Cindy looks down and lets out a gasp.

“Holy fuck, you were not kidding when you said he was big!” Amalia smiled as if she was proud of my size.

Cindy now makes her way down to my cock while Amalia comes up for air. We now kiss each other passionately while feeling every part of each other's body. Cindy then kisses her way down my chest and pulled my pants off. She grabbed my semi-erect cock and jerked it up and down a few times, licked her lips and then drops to her knees to swallowed it whole. I was in heaven, she was not rushing or speed sucking, and she had a nice rhythm going that was giving me the full experience of a complete blowjob while Amalia enjoys Cindy’s hand in her pleasure box. I lay back against the wall release myself from Amalia and relaxed as Cindy bobbed up and down on my now fully erect cock. Just as I’m getting the feeling that I’m about to cum I hear Cindy let out a little squeal, and then she bites me, not hard, but enough to get my attention. I look down to ask her what happened, and I could not believe what I was looking at, Amalia’s face was buried deep in Cindy’s ass.

I could not really see what was going on, but the looks on Cindy’s face showed that Amalia was doing a good job. Every once in a while, Cindy would squint her eyes and let out a moan on my cock, which sent vibrations through my body and making me want to cum right there, but I wanted to last as long as I could, so I fought the urge. Just then Amalia emerged from behind Cindy and crawled up next to her and kissed her right on the lips.

“Feel like sharing?” Amalia asked Cindy as she broke the kiss. Cindy just looked at her and smiled as they both worked on my cock. They were licking up the side from base to head at the same time, and when one was sucking my cock, the other was licking my balls. I thought the earlier blowjob felt great, but this one was far better, hands down. They picked up their speed sucking me off and I could not hold off anymore. I’m gonna cum!” I shouted, and they stopped and simultaneously squeezed my cock. A few seconds later I could not hold it and I squirted straight up into the air as it came down and landed on Amalia’s and Cindy’s face. They both licked each other's face clean and what was left on my body and legs. They traded kisses, swapping leftover sperm that was in their mouth and swallowed, and then they looked at me and giggled.

I watch Amalia and Cindy kissing. I was such a turned on at that moment, my cock was starting to get hard again, but I still needed a little time before I was fully erect again, so I lay them both down on the bed to return the favor. I kneeled down in front of them and started eating Cindy’s pussy and playing with her breasts while I fingered Amalia, both were squealing like little girls.

“Yes, Greg eat my pussy! Keep doing that it feels so good! Lick me while you finger fuck your girlfriend!” “What girl friend?” I thought to myself. Oh, lord me help if Cindy thinks Amalia is my girlfriend.................................................................................... so be it.

I have other things on my mind. But it was hot thinking she thought Amalia and I were an item.

“Yes, Greg get your fingers all the way in there! Rub my clit, yes right there! Fuck yes! Baby you sure know how to please a woman! Don’t wear out your tongue, I want you to eat my pussy next!” Amalia confessed filling the room with her voice.

“If you two are not quiet you’re gonna wake up the guy next door!” I pleaded.

“Oh, don’t fucking worry about that, you just keep doing what you’re doing.” Amalia said.

Cindy responded with. “We could invite him over to fuck us both as well. I would love two cocks.”

My eyes lite up as I switched to eating Amalia’s pussy and fingering Cindy’s while they kissed each other. Both of their pussies tasted so good I was like a maniac switching from one to the other, but I knew fucking them would be a whole lot better, so I had to make them cum. I attacked Cindy’s clit knowing from experience what I needed to do to make her cum. I licked her up and down, side to side, and sucked on her clit so hard I thought I was gonna pull it off, and she held my head in place with both hands as she ground her pussy into my face.

“Oh, fuck here it comes! Oh god, oh god I’m cumming! Yes! Oh god! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” Cindy screamed for the hotel to hear.

She squeezed my head with her thighs as she continued her orgasm and wouldn’t let me move, just then her juices poured straight into my mouth as I gulped down every bit I could. When she finally let me go she fell back into the bed and just laid there with a big smile on her face, one down, one to go. I looked at Amalia with her eyes wide open as I dove right into her pussy, right away she put her hand on the back of my head and moaned as loud as she could. I did everything to her that I did to Cindy, who by the way was still in her own world on the bed. I was getting a slight reaction, but nothing that showed Amalia was gonna cum, so I tried a little incentive. I flicked at her clit and twisted her nipple while I stuck a finger in her ass, needless to say that did the trick. She bucked her hips into my face and trembled as she started her orgasm.

“Yes baby, oh you eat my pussy so good! God, I haven’t felt like this in years! I’m gonna cum all over your face baby! Oh shit! I’m cumming! Yes! Yes! Yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss!” She moaned. She too fell back onto the bed with a smile on her face. I must admit I was very proud of myself, I just satisfied two beautiful women orally to shaking orgasms, but we weren’t done yet. I grabbed hold of Cindy’s waist as I positioned myself over her and thrust my now hard condom covered cock into her pussy.

For about five minutes I was pounding her pussy with everything I had, then slowed it down so we could enjoy ourselves. I leaned over and kissed her as I looked into her eyes, there was a sparkle that appeared, and I love it. She snapped back into reality and thrust her hips into mine fucking me back, then rolled over and she was riding me cowgirl. She bounced up and down on me while she attempted to lick her nipple, and then she ground her pussy into me as she threw her head back and moaned to the ceiling. Just then Amalia sat up and straddled my chest in front of Cindy, then scooted back until she was sitting on my face.

“You ate my pussy so good before I just had to have you do it again” Amalia said. I wasted little time and licked her pussy, ass, anything that was in front of me. I couldn’t see anything because Amalia’s ass was blocking my view, but I could hear moans and faint kissing sounds, so I knew everyone was enjoying themselves. After a while Amalia climbed off me and stuck her tongue down my throat, then looked at Cindy with a friendly stare.

”Ok honey, now it's my turn to ride that cock” Amalia said. Cindy was a little reluctant to get off of me, but she gave in. Amalia stood over me and gave me a wink as she changed condoms, then slowly dropped into a split and sat perfectly on my cock, I almost blew my load right there as Amalia let out a long, loud moan of ecstasy. “My god that’s a big cock!” Amalia said as she began fucking me while still doing a split. Cindy looked on in awe at how flexible Amalia was, and I could tell she had gotten a little turned on.
“Fuck her Greg, fuck your girlfriends pussy.” Cindy said as she played with Amalia’s big man-made breasts. “Yea, fuck her pussy, just like that!
Shove that cock up my pussy as far as it’ll go!” Amalia followed. “This is how I fuck my man,” cried
Amalia.
Her ass looked so good in the mirror next to the bed, the way it was bouncing on my cock, I had to grab it. I squeezed her ass as she continued to bounce up and down on me, if I hadn’t cum earlier, I surely would have then just from the sight of Amalia’s lovely ass. After a few more minutes she stood up again and told me to scoot to the edge of the bed, and then she hopped down onto the floor and sat down perpendicular on my cock. She used her hands to steady herself as she rode me sideways. I had never seen this position before and was definitely going to try it with Cindy, who had climbed on the bed and put one of her nipples in my mouth.

“Oh god baby I love your cock it feels so much bigger than any of my other boyfriends!” Amalia moaned. “I’ve never felt a cock this deep in me!” she added. I nodded as I moaned through the breast still in my mouth.

After about ten minutes Cindy started to get a little agitated. “Ok Amalia quit hogging him, I wanna get fucked too!” she pouted. “I’m sorry baby, but his cock feels so good I don’t wanna take it out of me!” Amalia replied. Amalia eventually got up and Cindy bent over the edge of the bed. I took my cue and plunged straight into her waiting pussy after changing the condom yet again. “Ugh, god!” she screamed as I went all the way in. “Fuck me hard Greg, I mean it, really hard!” Cindy begged. I grabbed her hips and fucked the life out of her, so hard that she couldn’t get any words out, just grunts and half-words.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, fuck m…, ugh, yes” she said through gritted teeth.

Amalia looked on in amazement either for the fact that I was fucking Cindy so hard, or that she was taking it. A few minutes passed and to my surprise I was still fucking Cindy like crazy, and then I felt her legs start to buckle. She let out a big scream as she squirted all over my cock and fell forward on the bed.

“Oh, fuck yeah I want you to do that to me!” Amalia grinned as she took position where Cindy was. I stroked my cock a few times changed condoms and got ready to push it into Amaila when she stopped me. “Oh no, not there, I want you to fuck me in the ass!” She proudly said.

I was in total shock, but quickly snapped out of it when she took my cock and guided it into her ass. Now my cock at that point was not rock hard. It took some doing to get it in Amalia. She winced in pain for a minute, as I got hard and stiffer. The pain she felt subsided quickly and she told me to fuck her like I did Cindy. Her ass was so tight around my cock it took me a while to build momentum, but when I finally did, I fucked the shit out of her nonstop for a long time.

“Yes, Greg fuck my ass! Pound that huge cock in me! Oh god yes! Oh, fuck I’m cumming again! I’ve never had an orgasm from being fucked in the ass before! Oh god! Yes! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Amalia screamed.

I didn’t let her fall; I held her hips firmly in place as I kept fucking her. A couple more minutes passed, and Cindy came back from her orgasm and positioned herself right next to Amalia. When I pulled out of Amalia, she fell forward on the bed next to Cindy and turned over on her back. Cindy replaced my condom and shoved my cock back into her waiting hole as she buries her face in Amalia’s pussy muffling her scream. Cindy must be a quick learner because Amalia had her hands wrapped around the back of her head while she ate her out. The only sounds in the room are my balls slapping against Cindy’s pussy, Cindy making slurping sounds on Amalia’s pussy and Amalia screaming in pleasure.

Watching Cindy eat Amalia’s pussy as well as fucking her finally made my balls tighten, and I knew I was about to cum. I screamed to them of my upcoming climax and Cindy lay on the bed next to Amalia. “Cum all over us Greg, squirt your load all over us.” Cindy said. “Come on, I wanna feel that hot jizz all over my body.” Amalia added.

I stood over them and stroked my cock furiously, and then I felt my cum rushing through me and like a volcano I shot my load all over their tits, their stomachs, and even a few drops landed on their faces. When I had nothing left, I fell in between them, and we all lay there completely fulfilled.

“I can honestly say that was the best sex I ever had.

” Amalia said smiling. “That was wonderful, just wonderful!” Cindy added. “Definitely the best I’ve ever had!” I said out of breath. We all lay in silence for about 20 minutes holding each other until we had the strength to move or talk, until Cindy broke the silence. “I wish I could stay in here all night, but I have appointments tomorrow and I need to rest, especially after the workout I just had!” Cindy said. Amalia and I smiled at each other and agreed.

“Ok Cindy, I’m gonna stay in here with Greg tonight if that’s ok?” Amalia turned to ask me. “I would like that, but first let's go get cleaned up then we can go to bed and remember to lock the door Cindy.” I said back.

I told Cindy goodnight and we both blew a kiss at Cindy as they got up and went to the bathroom, ten minutes later Amalia came back in wearing one of my t-shirts and her panties she had in her purse, I locked the door and climbed into bed with her. We held each other again kissing. Then Amalia took off her panties. She smiled at me and said just in case you get hard I will put in a female condom so feel free to fuck me again. Matter of fact she told me she would like me to fall asleep in her.

I just lay there and looked at her, “you’re so beautiful” I said. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. “I love you” she whispered. I kissed her forehead, both cheeks, her nose, and finally her lips.

“I love you too my dear.” Considering this was only our second date we had jumped into hyperspace.

We fell into a deep sleep. In the morning after a quick fuck and wash, we got dressed. Then as Amalia was leaving, she smiled and told me that she knew Cindy before last night. Matter of fact, she is her best friend. She told me she told Cindy about me and Cindy wanted to meet me. So, she set it up for us to meet and pretend she was a lady she did not know. Amalia had no idea that we would have such a hot time. She asked me if I would consider seeing her and Cindy again.

WOW! What do you think?

 

[GGGDickson]

Surfer Boy and Sonic Temple let's see where it goes.

Amalia Flowers Lunch

I was travelling in North America when I got a frantic email from Ms. Flowers. It appears her personal life intersects my fantasy life once more. I read over her email and I sense her desperation. I called her, and we talked. She was in such a state and our talking was not getting results. She asked me where I was, and I told her in San Francisco. I heard this shrill on the line “What the fuck, you are in North America,” as she tried to hold back the tears. I explained I had to come into North America for an impromptu meeting. I had no idea her life was falling apart. I told her I could grab a flight and be into Vancouver in the early afternoon. We agreed to meet at the restaurant not far from my hotel in Vancouver. It was set.

I arrived in and I had the driver stop so I could pick up flowers for Amalia. Part of me was excited to see her again and part of me was not looking forward to the discussion about her life problems. However, I was there and now on my way to see her. I pictured her beautiful curly blonde hair, her big beautiful burning blue eyes. Then her body oh my god what a body.

I stopped at my hotel to drop off my bag. My suite was not available, but they gave me a suite that would have to do. They were surprised to see me as I did not have a reservation. I did not tell them I was even more surprised to be there.

I arrived at the restaurant and I was one of the few to arrive before lunch. The dark wood and the years of lunch meeting that took place there seem to sooth the air. I thought how many rendezvous took place in there. I checked the flowers and told the hostess to hold on to the flowers until I called for them.

I awaited Ms. Flowers arrival. The restaurant was so dark, thank goodness, the waitress was wearing a white blouse, or I would never see her. We chatted, awaiting my date. Then out of the darkness Amalia arrived in her signature silver form fitting dress and with red heels. God, she looked good with her curly blonde hair flowing over her shoulders. Her dress was so tight I could see her nipples as they stuck out in the air-conditioned restaurant. It was dark, so it was not like anyone else would see. I stood, and we kissed she held me so tight. As she finally let me loose I assisted her with her chair. She sat, and I looked in her red tear-filled eyes. She thanked me for meeting with her. She shared with me her troubles. I listened as she shared her pain. Yet when I offered to help she told me she did not want my help just my ear, and my cock. I was shocked, but I felt her foot as it made its way up my leg. She smiled at me as we ordered and then she thanked me for coming to see her. We talked more. I mean she talked more. I listened, and I looked at her. I wondered how could she get herself into such a situation. I wondered how much was true and how much was in her mind. Could this be true? Did it matter? I though what am I doing here? Then looking at her as she played with her hair and she smiled at me with her come fuck me eyes. I knew then why I was there.

We had lunch and once we were done I paid and as we made our way to the door the hostess arrived with her flowers. Amalia looked at me then smelled the flowers. As we made our way out to the light of the day she pulled me close to her. She kissed me and told me she loved me. My body shook. She started to cry and as we held each other her body trembled. She whispered to me in her softest of voices that she needed to make love to me.

She told me she had a meeting back at her office, but she was calling in if we could find a place to go.

She asked me if I would come to her condo. I told her I had a suite next door. Her words “Perfect”!

We nearly ran to the hotel and rushed into the elevator. She was in my arms, kissing me and telling me she missed me. We nearly missed our floor as the bell indicating we had reached our destination. We fell out of the elevator and holding each other we made our way into the suite. I slid the sign on the door not to disturb. As I turned to face her she dropped her dress and stood there naked before me. No bra no panties just her in the flesh. She came to me and kissed me. We were deep in embrace when she says, “I need you to fuck my brains out”.

We stumbled to the dinning room table.

I dove down on Amalia and I stayed down there for quite a while.

“Oh my, God!” she hissed. “Oh, shit. Oh, fuck.” I grabbed her ass cheeks with an iron grip and tried to squeeze the cum out of her. “Eat my pussy baby,” she went on, “I can’t believe the way you’re eating my pussy!” I hummed a tune into her clit like I was playing a kazoo. She screamed like a cougar.

Her whole body quivered and quaked and wiggled and writhed in constant locomotion, but her hands were locked like a stationary vise on the back of my head. My lips and tongue continued their assault on her hard, swollen clit. When she came her love, gates opened and months of her pent-up cum flooded my face.

“Oh fuck…” she shrieked. “Oh, my fucking God…Oh fucking shit…Ughhh…”

When her spasms receded, she tried to pull my head up toward hers, but I stayed put. I wasn’t done. I was staying down there until she came again. I started humming a new tune and she shook so hard she almost fell off the table. Her hands retightened around my head and my hands spread her butt cheeks wide and I slipped part of a finger into her ass. That elicited from her another gasp of surprise and pleasure. My pussy eating skills were paying off as my strong mouth and lips stayed clutched around her hard rod and I blew a love song into her snatch.

Amalia quickly figured out we weren’t stopping yet and started swinging her groin up and down and grinding my face. She squawked with every sway and my hips moved in harmony.

“Oh Greg…Oh God…” she moaned. “I love your mouth…ugh. Eat me…ugh…Fucking your mouth…ugh. I love your mouth! Oh shit…”

We rocked in rhythm for a few minutes more. Then I could feel another orgasm coming. She closed her legs tightly around my head. “Oh Christ, I’ve never been eaten like this!” she wheezed. “I’m gonna come again…ugh. Ugh. Oh Ssshhhhiiiiitttt…….”

Her love levee overflowed again, and my face was the delta. It wasn’t as forceful as the first, but it was still a whole lotta love and I tasted her stewed tang for the second time.
When I finally started to move my head away from her crotch she pulled my head toward hers and we began a long, wet, sloppy, cum-filled kiss. Her hands roamed my upper body and slid into my pants. Her fingers reached the tip of my rock-hard dick as we were breaking our kiss. Her eyes drilled me and glowed blue and hot. God her eyes are so fucking amazing.

“Fuck me…” Amalia rasped excitedly.

I stood up before her we made our way into the bedroom and at the side of the bed. I wore nothing but my suit so when I unzipped my pants my hard twelve-inch cock popped right out and was pointing at the ceiling. Her eyes grew into saucers at the sight. Now her blue eyes were directed at my swollen, pole.

I wiggled out of my pants and she reached over and pulled me closer. She held my cock in her hands and ran her fingers along its long edge and down to my balls. She softly kissed its glistening head.

“What a beautiful cock,” she said, and looked up. “Fuck me with your big wonderful dick.”

I got on the bed pulled on a condom and she guided my steely member right into her hungry cockpit. It was wild and wide and wet and warm, and I slid my condom covered cock right in. I didn’t waste any time, I started stabbing it into her pretty good.

“Squeeze me, Amalia,” I said. “Let me feel your sexy walls. Pinch me…yeah, that’s it.” With each poke I felt her sweet pussy pressure surround my cock. “Ah, that’s it baby, suck it out of me!”

Her moans grew louder with each push and her nails dug into my back. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and I wiggled my finger back into her ass as I pounded away. All her holes were filled. We grunted in a syncopated rut, and as the minutes elapsed I held back my load.

When our mouths parted I asked her if she could come again. She nodded her head four or five times in quick succession. We fucked even harder. She stroked her juicy okra in perfect tempo as I stuffed her with raw cucumber.

When I was ready to come she knew it, which triggered her third ejaculation. I let out a loud, dissonant grunt like a bull gator in mating season. I vibrated in spasms while spewing strings of my love syrup into Amalia’s heavenly honey pot. As I was ejecting my seed into her I felt a fresh warmth surround my cock and ooze out to my balls and I knew she had come again.

Our aftermath was sublime. Sweaty lovers, side by side, enwrapped. I had my arm around her, her head was on my shoulder and our naked bodies were molded into one. There was total peace and a comfortable silence for a few minutes before Amalia spoke.

“Wow,” she said. “Wow.”

I kissed her. “My sentiments exactly,” I replied.

“I mean it, really. I have never had climaxes like that, ever! And your mouth… I never knew I could come like that.”

I maneuvered my arm more snugly around her, so I could take her breast in my hand. Her hand went to my penis. After another quiet interlude she said, “I sure glad you came to see me for lunch!”

I chuckled and gave her tit a little squeeze. She did the same to my reawakening dick.

“Really, Greg,” she said. “I’ve had sex many, many times but I have never in my life felt so completely, totally, thoroughly, absolutely, utterly, perfectly fucked! I feel like I’m high or something.”

I put my mouth to hers and we shared a fresh, deep kiss. She stroked me, bringing my one-eyed monster back to full attention.

“It takes two to tango,” I said. “And I knew it would be great.”

After another prolonged silence, she softly said, “I love the feeling of your cock in my hand.” “Not as much as I do…”

“You know, I knew you’d be big, I just knew it. But when I first saw it pop out of your pants, I believe my eyes about popped out of my head. And two thoughts popped into my mind.”

“What were they?”

“First, I thought ‘wow’; that thing is BIG! And second, I thought how jealous my ex-husband would be!”

She giggled and gripped me tightly around my fully-loaded grenade. I had nothing to say to that.

Amalia pivoted around slightly so we were closely face-to-face. Those eyes sizzled. “I want to suck your cock,” she said, and kissed me. “I want to feel it in my mouth. I want to taste it. I want you to come in my mouth.”

She lowered herself into position and took my cockhead between her lips. Her fingers massaged my titillated chestnuts as she took me into her mouth, little by little, adjusting her position for her best angle of acceptance. I ran my fingers through her hair as I watched, mesmerized by her movements, so smooth and easy, and the sexy sight of my inflamed shaft sliding in and out of her dexterous mouth.

And so, it went for a time as I watched the show and enjoyed the pleasure of Amalia, the skillful cocksucker. But of course, before long my cobra was fixing to spit and wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. I gripped Amalia’s shoulders strongly and started pumping. She knew the drill. She grabbed my ass and sucked, sucked, sucked. I groaned, and she knew it was on the way, and with twelve inches of cock in her mouth she stayed on it through my spasms, and when I shot my load into her, four, five, six times, she moaned with each spray, once again two lovers in perfect sync.

She came up for air swallowing, and kissed my mouth with her cummy lips. It was my turn to say ‘wow!’

We soon noticed the time. It was now night and we were hungry. Amalia offered to take me out for supper, but I shot that idea right down, I was going to keep her naked and in my suite if possible. I told her there was no way she was putting that dress on again because I may exhaust myself tearing it off, and we weren’t finished for the day. I pulled a sweatshirt out of my suit case and gave it to her to wear.

We went to my living room, Amalia dressed in only a sweatshirt and me in only my shorts, and we needed to order supper. We didn’t do too badly either. We ordered up a pizza and a pretty good salad. As Amalia was finishing her second slice of pizza she said she wanted to suck my cock again. We went back to bed.

I told her that the pizza must have made her horny. She said she was horny for my pepperoni. From that day forward the word ‘pizza’ would always be our euphemism for sex.

The next hour was spent in 69 position, each of us sucking out whatever was left from the other, then we topped it off with another racy fuck. But by then it was getting late.

Amalia had to get home; her baby sitter had to go home. And damn, somehow my cock became slick and soapy and erect again. And damn if it didn’t end up in back in her pussy. I offered her baby sitter three times her hourly wage to have a sleep over with her kids.

What a lunch date! It was not until about 3 AM that she had to leave. She thanked me for cumming. But it was I who thanked her. Her issues were long gone as she left me naked and alone.

 

[GGGDickson]

Amalia Flowers Overnight

After an endless trail of emails that included photos of her totally nude, our paths would cross yet again. In the past we had met for an overnight only for her to leave in the heat of the night. I am sure it had to do with her children.

Well tonight she assured me it would be different. I met her in the restaurant. Over dinner her eyes cut right through me with this raw energy. Her smile indicated that this was no ordinary night. After dinner we made our way back to my suite and she quickly straddled me, sitting on my erection. Her breasts were even with my face. I pulled her head down and kissed her—first softly and then with more pressure. I forced my tongue into her mouth and it was accepted by her tongue. We held the kiss for a long time and then I ended it. She was looking at me; her face was flush from the kiss, but her eyes remained serious.

"Should I keep going?" I asked quietly.

She nodded yes.

She said, "Take off your shirt."

She tugged at my shirt as I raised my hands until it came off leaving the upper part of me naked. I reached for the buttons on her blouse and released each one. When the blouse was free I tugged the ends of it from her skirt and pulled the blouse from her shoulders. Her breasts were concealed by a hot black bra. I reached behind her and fumbled but eventually undid the clasp and pulled the bra from her; her breasts were better than I remembered.

I was overwhelmed. They were full with large areolas and nipples that were semi-hard. Her skin was very white which contrasted against her deeply tanned shoulders and stomach. I whispered, "You have beautiful breasts my dear."

My hands gently cupped each breast and squeezed them gently. My thumbs lightly rubbed each nipple and they became instantly hard. I heard Amalia take a sharp breath and then a quiet sigh. I could smell Amalia's feminine scent and gazed at the perfect complexion of her breasts. I leaned forward, and my tongue licked a path from the bottom of her breast to the top barely touching her areola, and avoiding her nipple. She groaned and pulled my head harder into her breasts, put I softly pushed her back so that I could explore her.

The tiny bumps on her areolas beckoned my tongue and I teased each one with little licks as my hands caressed her back and then the sides of her breasts. Amalia's breathing was becoming more rapid and she would sigh or quietly groan as I teased her.

Finally, I licked each nipple with my tongue and heard Amalia gasp with pleasure. I sucked each one lightly and then gently closed my teeth around a nipple and pulled back until it pulled from my teeth.

Amalia gasped, "Greg that feels so good; please don't stop."

I continued to caress and tease Amalia's breasts and suddenly felt her pelvis starting to rub into me. After about a minute she gave a groan of frustration as her position wasn't putting enough friction on her clit. She suddenly shifted herself so that she was straddling only one of my legs. That seemed to help her. She pushed harder into my leg as her motion became faster and faster and suddenly she gasped and pushed my head back and kissed me hard as her orgasm erupted. My suit pants would need dry cleaning. Moments later she pulled my head to her breasts and remained still trying to catch her breath.

Her breathing slowed down almost to normal; she began to cry.

"Greg," she wailed, "I'm so embarrassed. I lost control of my body because of the pleasure you were given me. I never meant to do that."

"Amalia," I replied, "What happened was fine; it was perfectly..."

"I'm so ashamed...please I need to go," Amalia interrupted, "I want to be by myself."

I tried to talk to her, but she kept crying and gathered her things; so, I kissed her on the cheek, she got dressed and left. I was confused, but knew it wasn't me, but rather it was a fragile girl experiencing something was playing on her in her personal life. I felt bad for Amalia, but didn't know what to do.

An hour went by and as I got ready for bed the phone started to ring. I thought, "Maybe it's Amalia?"

"Hello," I said.

No one responded matter of fact I heard the click as the person calling just hung up. I looked at the ID and it was Amalia. I called her back. She answered. It sounded as if she was crying.

“Greg, I am sorry. I want to spend the night with you. I appreciate you keep paying me for the night and I keep running away. I have so many issues and I know we should not get close, but I feel such a connection to you. I want you so bad. Would you mind if I came over now?”

I told her to come over. We hung up and I got dressed.

There was a timid knock at the door I opened it and there in a trench coat was Amalia in her red heels. She threw herself into my arms and said, "I'm sorry Greg, I'm really sorry for being such a silly girl. You were so nice to me and I walked out again. I feel like a fool. I need to talk to you to help me understand myself a little better, and then when then I walked out again. I just knew you were mad..."

"Amalia," I said, "I wasn't mad at you. I understand you have a lot of issues to over come." You're my SP girlfriend right now. Why would I be mad at you? I am disappointed that I am not what you want or need in your life, but it is ok."

She searched my face hoping to see that I was telling the truth. She said, "You aroused me so much when you touched my breasts that I had to do something, and I was so embarrassed that I just did it. When I came using your leg I realized how foolish I was and..."

I kissed her hard. She paused for a second and then returned the kiss pulling my body into hers so that her breasts pushed into my chest. After the kiss I said, "No more apologies and no more embarrassment. Okay?"

She nodded.

"And if, I continued, "you want to slow down with our sex playing, I can wait."

"Greg," she replied looking directly at me, "I don't want to slow down; I want to do more. I can't be this silly little girl any more."

"Are you sure?"

"Greg, listen to me. I want you to touch me and do those things I fantasize about. I like living out my fantasies with you. I want to know what it's like, and you're the only person in my life I would trust to do those things to me and with me.”

I was amazed at her aggressiveness—she was not the shy little girl of two months ago.

She untied the trench coat and let it drop to her feet. I was instantly hard. She was wearing nothing under the coat, her full breasts and each breast was now outlined with white skin, which showed where the swim suit had covered, and the new bikini revealed. Her pelvis similarly had a white stretch of skin outlining her mound.

"Wow," I blurted. "You are so hot."

She beamed with the compliment and pulled me to the bedroom. We played on the bed for thirty minutes or so. Every few minutes we kissed; her naked body touching mine kept me in a constant state of erection. Finally, we got out of the bed and sat on the living room couch. We talked, and she told me how easy it was for her to talk with me.

She was now lying on her stomach on the couch. I went to the bathroom to get some body lotion and started at her neck and worked my way down to her broad shoulders. She sighed in pleasure as I massaged her back. I asked, "Do you trust me?"

There was a pause and then she answered, "If not you, who can I trust?"

I rubbed the lotion over her naked back down to her ass. "Spread your legs Amalia so I can cover your whole body."

She spread her legs and I continued to rub lotion down her cheeks and legs making sure I coated her inner thighs. Her ass puckered as I stroked her thighs, but she said nothing.

We stayed in that position for twenty minutes or so and then I said, "I think that's enough Amalia. Turn over."

I almost felt guilty. It was my test and I watched to see what would happen. Amalia remained motionless for almost a minute and then she turned over leaving her breasts exposed to me. They flattened against her chest, but I saw immediately that her nipples were hard.

"You need more lotion," I said.

"If you say so Greg."

I took the lotion and loaded both hands with it. I started with her shoulders but quickly went to her breasts and nipples, which I teased as I covered them with lotion. When I touched her nipples, she gasped and then sighed as I gently stroked her breasts. I continued down her stomach and when I reached her pelvis my hands went where her legs joined her pelvis. Then I rubbed her inner thighs with my coated hands. Without asking, she opened her legs to my hands.

We were on the couch for another forty-five minutes when I finally said, "It's a little uncomfortable for me Amalia. Can we go back to the bedroom?"

She grabbed my hand and we walked together into the bedroom. She stood there her pussy hair was trimmed so that only a small band of hair outlined her slit. She saw me looking, but made no effort to conceal herself.

What followed was the most sensual time of my life. Her light stokes and her breasts pushing against me were erotic. She at first ignored my cock and balls, but I took her hands and forced them to touch me. That was all it took as she then fondled me and explored this new sexual territory.

When it was my turn I covered every inch of her body with kisses. She gasped as I kissed her vagina and lightly touched her clitoris. She tensed up when my fingers slipped between the cheeks of her ass and briefly touched her opening.

Each of us teasing the erotic parts of our bodies. It was obvious that both of us were now highly aroused.

Amalia took my penis into her hands and then started to lick my shaft; the entire length in slow, subtle strokes. She finally took me into her mouth and started to suck it gently; her tongue teased the underside of me until I thought I would burst.

"I'm coming Amalia, I gasped.

She pulled me from her mouth just as I came with spurts of semen covering her chest and breasts. She giggled, "Oh Greg look what you did."

I went to the bathroom and got a warm, wet cloth to clean Amalia's chest. She lay on the bed watching me. I knew that it was important that Amalia receive as much pleasure as possible as she resolved her personal issues.

My head moved to her lips and we kissed—softly at first and then harder as our naked bodies aroused each other. My lips went to her neck and then shoulders. I kissed, licked and touched her intimately. As I licked the upper part of her breast I heard her first sigh of pleasure as she trembled slightly in my arms. I could smell the delicate fragrance of her body; it was like an aphrodisiac to me. Her nipples, already hard, rose to my mouth inviting me to kiss and suck. My teeth gently closed on a nipple and stretched it from her breast and finally pulled free from my teeth. She gasped with pleasure as the teasing bites continued her nipples.

I continued my sexual teasing for more than thirty minutes. Amalia's groans of pleasure were more frequent now and when my finger first went to her wet vagina and traced her slit, she screamed with surprise and happiness. My tongue teased her inner lips as she spread her legs farther apart inviting me to penetrate her farther. When my tongue touched her clit, she immediately came; her mound pushing into my face with quick shudders of movement.

I knelt between her legs and continued to lick her thighs and calves as she recovered from her first orgasm. I knew she wanted me in her, but I also knew that she had to become even more aroused to overcome any pain that I might bring her.

I continued the sexual teasing and once more my tongue was exploring Amalia's vaginal. "Greg, don't let me wait any longer," she begged.

I ignored her plea.

Moments later, "Please...I'm begging you."

I glanced at her face and saw it flush with sexual arousal. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she was swinging her head back and forth in frustration. My hands went under her knees and I pushed them back so that her thighs were almost touching her chest. Her body was open to me—her clit pushing past the hood, sexual moisture soaking her vagina, even her asshole was visible as I knelt close to her.

I lowered my condom covered cock to her opening and slowly pushed into her until I met an obstruction. My fingers went to her nipples and clutched each hardened point. I squeezed each nipple hard and thrust into her. She gasped in both pain and pleasure as I penetrated her completely.

My cock was surrounded and clutched by her warm vagina walls. I whispered, "Are you okay?"

Her eyes opened, and I saw them tearing. "Just make love to me Greg."

I withdrew a little and then pushed forward again looking for signs of pain. Amalia's eyes were shut again, but her tongue was licking her lips with excitement and she was smiling.

I continued the motion of love—slow withdrawal and then quick, full penetration. Her pelvis started to come into rhythm with me. Suddenly she gasped, "Faster."

Seven or eight more thrusts and she screamed "Greg," and started to come. When I was sure she had started to climax, I emptied myself into her with convulsive thrusts that would not stop.

After my body was finished its frantic thrusting, I lay next to her and pulled her head to me. My lips met hers and I whispered, "Thank you."

She hugged me and returned the kiss. Her body rolled over so that she was laying on top of me—our thighs, groins, and chests all touching as if we were one. The naked sensual touching, the smells of her fragrance, sweat, and musky sexual odors overwhelmed my senses. All I could do is return her kiss even harder.

We lay facing each other later. She smiled and asked, "Am I your girlfriend now?"

"You are much more than my girlfriend Amalia, you are my SP girlfriend."

"As your SP girlfriend, I give myself to you."

She took my hand and brought my fingers to her lips and then to her nipples, and finally between her legs.

"I want you to always touch me anywhere at anytime. Whatever you want to do with my body, I will try to please you."

Her obvious sincerity and open ended sensual gift of her body to me was overwhelming. Her hand went to my face to wipe a single tear they had appeared when she had surrendered to me. I became hard again, which Amalia immediately noticed. She reached for me.

Our second lovemaking was harder and rougher, and Amalia came much more violently as she again screamed my name when her body released to sexual pleasure.

We lay again looking at each other. I teased, "What happened to my shy SP?"

She smiled gently and answered, "She became addicted to sex because of an man who refused to give up on a silly girl, and now he is responsible for her...I hope for the rest of her life.

"Greg, can we take a small nap, make love again, take a shower together, and then we can go and get something to eat?"

"Of course."

She rolled over, so her back was to me. We cuddled, and my hand rested on her breast.

Just as I closed my eyes and my world went black I heard her say firmly and with a happy lilt, "I love you Greg" I came yet again. She giggled yet again.

 

[GGGDickson]

Amalia Flowers Shopping

I am arriving into Vancouver yet again and after clearing customs and getting my bag then entering the arrival area there stands Amalia with those cascading blonde curls over her shoulder. Her eyes as wide as saucers. So blue so innocent. No one knows the troubles that torment her soul. She smiles the brightest smile. It warms me all over as she hugs me and tells me she missed me. We kiss and I think even the statue is looking at us. Everyone must think we are so in love. It feels so good. She feels so good.

Amalia with such emotion in her voice, it cracks as she tells me I am the only sanity in her life. We each take a bag and we head to her BMW. I pull her envelop out of my breast pocket and give it to her. Her pay for services rendered. I put my bag in the back of her car then shut the trunk. There she is standing next to me looking at me. I look at her and her lip quivers as I see a tear run down her cheek. I reach out to her she holds me so tight. She whispers over the sounds of wheels squealing, engines starting and voices echoing in the distant garage. She tells me that she wishes things were different. Her life was different. Although she needs the money she does not want to take it as my time with her is so healing that she feels she should be paying me.

Amalia confesses it is so hard and in between her tears I remove the keys from her hand. I open the door for her and she slides in. I close her door and get into the drivers side moving the seat back as her tits might be big but her body is tiny, I often wonder that a little lady like that is able to take all of me. I look at her and she smiles and I say, “where to Baby girl?”

“My condo Greg. You are spending the night with me and I mean the whole night?”

The rest of the drive is uneventful. As we head to the downtown core Amalia takes me on a different route, and then instructs me to pull into a huge shopping mall. She informs me that she needs to pick up a few items for breakfast in the morning. We have a spot and I pull in. We get out and she looks so hot in her sweater dress and her blue heels. She is holding the designer hand bag I recently paid for. I tell her “the look” is fantastic. She smiles back with a blush and says,

“Fashion by Greg, ‘the Look’ by Dickson!” I laugh and she takes my hand as we wander into the grocery store. It makes me feel good that she likes my gifts and I grab a cart. We start in the produce isle and I learn of the things she likes and the things she does not. We wander throughout the store. It feels so natural and I feel so complete as she looks so happy. In the second isle we notice a young mother with her little baby girl, maybe two years old. Amalia smiles at the baby and she smiles back as babies do. We continue to wander throughout each isle picking up item after item. Chatting as we go. Then the young mother and her daughter crisscross our path almost in every isle. This time the little girl is staring at me. We walk past and the little girl turns her head yet again. Now almost falling out of her seat. Amalia comments

“Looks like I have competition” We laugh and as we move to the next isle we comment how beautiful the little girl was. I told Amalia that when she was little I bet she looked like you with curly hair. Amalia laughs. We carry on. Over and over again we cross paths. The mother smiles at us and Amalia just has to ask “how old is your daughter”. She tells us she is two and half. Amalia says she loves her beautiful blonde locks and the mother comments that Amalia has the most amazing hair. I see Amalia smile as we carry on. We are finally done and the time with Amalia was wonderful. We go to cash out and the mother and daughter are before us. I tell Amalia let’s go in the line with the little girl who is just looking at us and playing hide and seek. We comment how wonderful the ladies daughter was. The mother busy unloading her basket informs us that she is a good girl but it can be hard at night being a single mother to deal with her daughter. But she smiles at Amalia who informs them that they make a great team.

Amalia smiles at me and I know Amalia enough to know what she is thinking. I nod with approval and as the casher finishes the tally for the young mother. I see that it is nearly $300.00. I smile back at Amalia and she acknowledges and says to the mother.

“You and your daughter are amazing and my husband and I never had children but if we had a daughter she would be like yours. Would you mind if we covered your groceries.” as I handed over to the clerk 3 fresh new one hundred dollar bills. The lady looked at us, she totally lost for words. Amalia says that it gives us such joy to meet such a wonderful little girl.

The young mother lets out a “thank you” as she catches her breath. She smiles as a clerk bags her last item. We see the smiles on both the casher and the clerk. Amalia is glowing as the mother thanks her yet again and gives her another heart felt good bye as they make their way out of the store. The little girl not knowing what took place but she obviously knew something as she stared at Amalia until she was out of sight. We gathered our things and as we paid for our groceries both the clerk and cashier were over joyed by what just took place. They thought it was so nice. It made Amalia’s day. It my day.

I was feeling good and so was Amalia.

“Since we are at the mall, your groceries are packed, I guess we had better get you some more clothes”.

Amalia looked puzzled. She told me no. But I insisted. Amalia beamed as she told me once again that she has not bought herself anything in so long. I told her she did not need to as I was with her.

We made our way into the mall after we loaded or groceries in the car. Now Amalia turns the table. I was on the back end of my trip and the end of my inventory of clothes so this turned into a shopping trip not just for her, but for me as well.

I normally hate shopping of any kind, clothes shopping especially, but Amalia is having such a great time selecting things for me to try on, that I am actually enjoying myself. I soon have more than enough to get me through tonight and tomorrow. We turn our attention to her. She is like a little girl, trying one dress after another. We select a number of items. I sit in the dressing room next to the changing room she is in. The clerk bring us more items to try on. Amalia is giggling. Opens the door to show me each outfit. Then she says “Perfect. I think you will like this” She opens the door and she is not wearing anything. I am shocked. She grabs my hand pulling me into the changing stall.

She takes my hand sliding it over her slit and I feel how wet she is. She whispers “Fuck me now”. I am so hard now and I say “here, now?” Her response is “Are you hard?” Then her hand moves down my pants to the bulge in my pants. Her response to her exploring my thickness was “YES!”

I undo my pants as she grabs a condom from her purse. She slides it on and turns around with one foot on the seat I slide my expanding dick into her love muffin. She is so wet. I move slow at first pushing deep into her. Then slowly pulling back. She turns her head and commands me to give it to her harder. I push in harder and deeper. She lets out “Oh I love that!”

Then the clerk on the other side of the door responds with “is that the blue one? I think it would look great on you.” She has no idea what Amalia was saying. She come back with “How does it feel?” I stop as Amalia responds with “I Love how it feels, you have no idea.”

The clerk still not knowing what Amalia is referring to continues with “How does it fit?”

Amalia lets out “It fits just right” “A little tight but I like it like that”

The clerk continues the questions with “Do you want to take it? Amalia has to say “Yes I want it so bad!.”

The clerk is so excited and informs her that “your husband must have gone to the restroom. I will get you a few accessories while you finish up.”

Both Amalia and I are trying not to laugh as Amalia says “Yes let me finish up and cum…..out. Meet you at the till”.

The clerk leaves and I pull out of Amalia. She turns around we both break out and laugh. We kiss as we dress. Not knowing what to do with the spent condom. She puts it back in her purse. Laughing, telling me I need to get her a new handbag.

We meet the clerk at the till and I pay as the clerk tells us we are such a good couple. She says she hope she likes the dress. Amalia informs her that she will enjoy it with the story that goes along with it. The clerk looks puzzled as we giggle leaving the store.

We wander hand in hand through the mall making our way back to the car. Window shopping as we go. As we pass a jewelry store, I squeeze Amalia’s hand and turn inside. She gives me a puzzled look which I ignore. Catching the attention of the shop assistant and ask her to show us rings. Amalia looks at few but she whispers let’s go. So we go.

We arrive at her condo and we unpack out treasure in the kitchen and in the bedroom.

Inside and alone at last, I sweep Amalia into my arms kissing her passionately my tongue tracing her lips before pressing between them seeking her tongue. I undo the gold chain belt and I glide her sweater dress off her shoulders. It slides off her shoulders and down her hips to the floor leaving her in her thong and the blue heels.

I kneel in front of her looking up I see her perfect camel toe, outlined and barely covered by those tiny, sheer, panties. Reaching up I slip her single piece underwear down her legs, she steps out of them. My face is level with her bellybutton and I twirl my tongue there. She giggles;

“Not fair, that tickles”

Running her fingers over my head she pulls me closer. I can smell the fragrance of her and long to taste her again. I run my tongue down from her navel to the tiny blonde triangle that points down to where I want to be. Kissing softly I move closer to my goal.

Slipping my tongue between the folds of the outer lips which hide the treasures within, my tongue glides over the hood of her citreous and twirls the little nub gently. Her body quivers.

“Mmmmmm babe, let me lay down. The way my legs feel right now I will fall on top of you if you lick me like that again”

I laugh up at her;

“And that would be a problem because ????”

She lies across her bed. I move between her thighs lifting her knees up and apart. She is exposed to me and I return to licking and sucking her sweet pussy. From below her vaginal opening up past her clit in long slow strokes probing and twisting my tongue, sucking gently on her inner labia I feel her hips start to rock up to my egger mouth.

Amalia whispers “Oh baby that feels so good, lick my clit hon, it feels like I’m going to explode”

Using my fingertips to push her hood up and let her swollen clit free I suck it between my lips twirling the tip of my tongue around it and she begins to softly whimper. Moving my right hand down I slip two fingers into her warm wet vagina and slowly curl then upwards towards my tongue, curled, straight, curled straight, I massage her G spot. Her movements become more pronounced, her breathing faster and her moans a little louder.

I feel her legs tremble as her orgasm builds. Keeping my mouth over her clit I suck and lick. My fingers continue to stimulate her. I feel her pussy muscles start to clench around my fingers. In a voice deeper and huskier than normal she whispers

“Fuck Greg, yessss. Do it to me baby. Pleaseee. oh my god .I want to cum for you so bad.”

Her thrusting is faster and more demanding. I keep focused on her pleasure, matching her pace, feeling her surrender to her body. Suddenly she stiffens and pushes her hips up off the bed to my face. I suck and twirl her clit as she spasms, her pussy pulsing on my fingers. Juices flowing into my palm.

Eventually she regains control and relaxes back onto the bed. Her breathing is hard and fast as I slide up the bed holding her trembling body tightly to my chest. I can feel her heart beating wildly against me. I hold her and run my hands up and down her back. She whispers:

“I love you”

It seems the most natural thing in the world to say; I feel my whole body contracting. Those words those simple words have such a spell over me. She knows it as she says it again.

“I love you”

After of few minutes she kisses me deeply then rolls me onto my back. She grabs a condom then she lifts one leg over my hip, pressing her body against mine, pinning my hard cock between our abdomens. She then throws the wrapper to the side of the bed as she slides on the condom. I help her.

I rock my hips up to her and we kiss deeply again. Without breaking the kiss she slides her hand between us griping my cock as she lifts her hips. The tip of my cock slides between her wet inner lips. She aligns it with her opening. Gently Amalia pushes back onto me. Once again my cock slides slowly into her. The feeling is indescribable, better than anything I have felt with any other woman. Like pieces of a jigsaw we fit together and become one as she starts to ride me.

I gaze up at her, angelic face, her eyes are closed, then down to her shapely well designed breasts, the nipples standing proud and hard, down her petite body to where her waist flairs out to perfect hips, my eyes finally come to rest between her legs. As she rises off my cock her pussy lips stretch outwards gripping me. Her juices have me very wet and my shaft glistens as she slides up and down. I reach up and take her breasts in my hands, pulling and rolling her nipples between my forefingers and thumbs. She trembles and moans softly again.

Amalia now sets the pace. We make love slowly at first. As she slides down I rock up into her so that I am completely buried in her with each stroke. She starts to move more quickly, gripping my cock with her pussy and making small rotating movements against me each time her pelvic mound bottoms against mine. Feelings are rippling outwards from my groin to my entire body, quickly building towards a climax. I realize I am squeezing Amalia’s nipples hard between my fingertips. Her fingernails are digging into my chest. I gasp;

“baby you feel so fucking good on me. I can’t hold on much longer. I’m going to cum”

My words seem to affect her as she grips my cock harder. Once again her vaginal muscles beginning to spasm around me. I move my hands from her breasts to her hips. Holding her I slam myself up into her hard and fast. I thrust up and hold myself still as I start to cum deep inside her. Panting, barely able to speak;

“Oh fuck Baby I’m cuming”

Amalia throws back her head and makes a primitive gurgling sound like nothing I have heard from her before. Her vagina begins to squeeze my cock rhythmically from the base to the tip sucking my seed from me. I thrust and groan, cuming, over and over in her. Filling her. Amalia’s panting matches mine;

“Yesss, oh god baby, yessssssss. I feel you filling me. Uugggmmmmm I’m cumming again”.

We writhe against each other for minutes. Amalia collapses forward onto my chest, our bodies still trembling with post orgasmic pleasure. Hearts and lungs struggling with the rush. I hold her tightly.

She kisses my neck and nibbles my ear. Her breath is hot against my damp skin, she is also moist from our exertion. As my cock begins to soften inside her she moves back to resting her head on my chest. I feel trickling down my body and I realize that Amalia is silently crying against me. I run my fingers through her hair and whisper;

“What are all these tears about baby-girl “?

She twirls her tongue around my nipple sending electricity down my spine and replies;

“I can’t help it babe. I’m so happy. I have never been this satisfied or so much in love. I don’t care what other people might think, this feels right. It feels like we are meant to be together. Do you feel it to?”

“Yes, baby, I feel it to. I have never felt quite like this either. I love you”.

As I am holding her gently in my arms, I feel the cum escape me once more as the electricity runs from my toes to my brain. Those words, her words do something to me. Relaxed and contented, I realize her breathing has changed, slower, softer, and more rhythmic. I smile and whisper: I too wish things were different.

 

[GGGDickson]

Amalia Flowers Comedy Club

It was a rainy night in Vancouver and I had meetings all day. I get a text message from Amalia. It appears she had a rough day. She asked if we could have a drink. I agree.

We set to meet where we first connected. I got there early and ordered us a drink. She waltzed into the lounge area. She seems happy to see me. Her drink arrives. She looked striking in her black dress and her black stocking and heels. Her hair is curly and her eyes so bright. However they looked sad. She had a sip of her drink she looks at me and her eyes tear up. She goes on to tell me her troubles. It is clear that this is not the place for us to talk so I pay for our half drank drinks and she holds me as we make our way to my suite next door. In the elevator she cries and wants me to hold her. She looks at me and kisses me. I get her in the hotel room she tells me she missed me and she has no one. I ask her to talk to me. She says no. She tells me to fuck her now.

“Right now,” is her command.

She undoes my pants, slides them down, then takes me in her mouth as she is on her knees. Her big blue eyes stare at me as she swallows me whole. It feels so good yet I feel a concern for her. She tries to swallow me whole once more but she gags. Her mascara now running down her cheeks. I pull her up to me. I ask her if she is ok. She tells me to fuck her like a slut!

I say “what!”

She commands “Fuck me like a slut. I want to be your whore”

I fire back. “Stop that Amalia you are not my whore you are no ones whore”

She cries and runs into the bedroom. I follow her and as she throws her self on the bed. I jump right on to her. I hold her. I tell her it is ok. She tells me she met with her ex husband and he wants to take her children away from her telling everyone she is a whore.

We talk and we talk and we talk. Mostly she talks. I learn way more than I need to know. Her vulnerability turns me on. The fact that I have got her to stop crying, and I got her feeling better about her self, each comment makes me harder and harder. She now smiles at me holding me so tight. My hips start to move over her soft skin. It feels so good as we kiss deeply. She tells me that I am her savor. She then says she loves me. My body is ignited I start to shake and I feel things building in me.

Amalia tells me she loves when I get so horny. She now reaches for her purse and pulls out a condom. She rips open the wrapper and places it on me then she jumps on me. She begs “Please fuck me now. I need you in me so bad”

We hold each other, her wet pussy and my hard cock rubbing against each other. She kisses me deeper. I am rocking with both arms wrapped around her tiny waist. As we kiss, we both find a rhythm, my cock slowly penetrates her pink mount. Slow at first but as we rock, she takes more. She whispers those words once more. “I love you, Greg.”

I explode and I go into uncontrollable convulsions. She holds me tighter. She tells me she wants all my seeds in her. She tells me I am loved more than I know. I tear up and she rocks me.

We lay back and we catch our breath. She tells me I am the best there is. I ask her if she wants dinner. She says yes so, we shower together and then head out for a quick dinner on Robson. After dinner we head over to the comedy club for the performance. I get the tickets and we stand in line. Amalia wraps her arms around me and kisses me like we are real lovers. I notice a couple ahead of us, and the young lady cannot tear her eyes from us. I can also see her boyfriend is uncomfortable with our show of affection.

The door opens and we get our seat near the front. I order drinks and we laugh as the host comments about a couple where the guy cannot get his hands of his dates pants or was that her hands in his pants. Amalia hopes that one of the comedians asks if anyone is from out of town. I could see wanted shout out that we were from Europe. We enjoy the three stand up performances.

She tells me after she wished that they would ask if there were any married couples. She wanted to tell them we are married. She knows how that turns me on. She tells me she wanted to tell everyone in the club that she loves me. That we have an incredible marriage. She wanted everyone in the club to be jealous of our love.

After the show it is raining so we grab a taxi back to the hotel. We make love that night before 3 am arrives and she has to leave as she can not sleep. What a night from the highest highs, to the lowest of lows.

 

[Robert Mugabe]

Amalia Flowers Comedy Club

It was a rainy night in Vancouver and I had meetings all day. I get a text message from Amalia. It appears she had a rough day. She asked if we could have a drink. I agree.

We set to meet where we first connected. I got there early and ordered us a drink. She waltzed into the lounge area. She seems happy to see me. Her drink arrives. She looked striking in her black dress and her black stocking and heels. Her hair is curly and her eyes so bright. However they looked sad. She had a sip of her drink she looks at me and her eyes tear up. She goes on to tell me her troubles. It is clear that this is not the place for us to talk so I pay for our half drank drinks and she holds me as we make our way to my suite next door. In the elevator she cries and wants me to hold her. She looks at me and kisses me. I get her in the hotel room she tells me she missed me and she has no one. I ask her to talk to me. She says no. She tells me to fuck her now.

“Right now,” is her command.

She undoes my pants, slides them down, then takes me in her mouth as she is on her knees. Her big blue eyes stare at me as she swallows me whole. It feels so good yet I feel a concern for her. She tries to swallow me whole once more but she gags. Her mascara now running down her cheeks. I pull her up to me. I ask her if she is ok. She tells me to fuck her like a slut!

I say “what!”

She commands “Fuck me like a slut. I want to be your whore”

I fire back. “Stop that Amalia you are not my whore you are no ones whore”

She cries and runs into the bedroom. I follow her and as she throws her self on the bed. I jump right on to her. I hold her. I tell her it is ok. She tells me she met with her ex husband and he wants to take her children away from her telling everyone she is a whore.

We talk and we talk and we talk. Mostly she talks. I learn way more than I need to know. Her vulnerability turns me on. The fact that I have got her to stop crying, and I got her feeling better about her self, each comment makes me harder and harder. She now smiles at me holding me so tight. My hips start to move over her soft skin. It feels so good as we kiss deeply. She tells me that I am her savor. She then says she loves me. My body is ignited I start to shake and I feel things building in me.

Amalia tells me she loves when I get so horny. She now reaches for her purse and pulls out a condom. She rips open the wrapper and places it on me then she jumps on me. She begs “Please fuck me now. I need you in me so bad”

We hold each other, her wet pussy and my hard cock rubbing against each other. She kisses me deeper. I am rocking with both arms wrapped around her tiny waist. As we kiss, we both find a rhythm, my cock slowly penetrates her pink mount. Slow at first but as we rock, she takes more. She whispers those words once more. “I love you, Greg.”

I explode and I go into uncontrollable convulsions. She holds me tighter. She tells me she wants all my seeds in her. She tells me I am loved more than I know. I tear up and she rocks me.

We lay back and we catch our breath. She tells me I am the best there is. I ask her if she wants dinner. She says yes so, we shower together and then head out for a quick dinner on Robson. After dinner we head over to the comedy club for the performance. I get the tickets and we stand in line. Amalia wraps her arms around me and kisses me like we are real lovers. I notice a couple ahead of us, and the young lady cannot tear her eyes from us. I can also see her boyfriend is uncomfortable with our show of affection.

The door opens and we get our seat near the front. I order drinks and we laugh as the host comments about a couple where the guy cannot get his hands of his dates pants or was that her hands in his pants. Amalia hopes that one of the comedians asks if anyone is from out of town. I could see wanted shout out that we were from Europe. We enjoy the three stand up performances.

She tells me after she wished that they would ask if there were any married couples. She wanted to tell them we are married. She knows how that turns me on. She tells me she wanted to tell everyone in the club that she loves me. That we have an incredible marriage. She wanted everyone in the club to be jealous of our love.

After the show it is raining so we grab a taxi back to the hotel. We make love that night before 3 am arrives and she has to leave as she can not sleep. What a night from the highest highs, to the lowest of lows.

 

[Akila Besos]

Why all your adventures gotta be so hot and perfect to masturbate too

 

[GGGDickson]

Well you will not believe what happened next was beyond crazy.

Amalia Flowers At The Hospital
I got this strange email from Amalia Flowers it appears she had to go into the hospital. I was shocked. I had just seen her not only a month ago at the comedy club. I was wondering what could have happened. I knew she had a number of personal issues and she might have been admitted for some mental health issues. Something about her spooked me and now maybe she went over the deep edge.

I emailed back to her and she informed me it was some minor surgery for appendix. I asked if I could send her some flowers so she told me her real name and the hospital she was in.

After a day or so I got busy and I had not been able to send the flowers. It was here I learned that I needed to be in a meeting in LA so I was flying to North America and rather than sending the flowers maybe I could drop them off.

I was not sure if that was a good idea, but I thought what the hell, what have I got to lose.

I flew into Vancouver and rented a car headed to a florist and picked up a flower arrangement and a fruit basket in Granville Island. I thought it only fair that I should call her as her last email indicated she was going crazy in the hospital. No one coming to visit her. No one to talk with. She was bored out of her head.

I send her a email from Granville Island to see if she would like a visitor. She had nothing to do so she responded right away. “Yea! Who?” I am sure she was thinking of the flower delivery guy. Then she came back with, “make sure he is cute.”

I replied “why”

Her come back was “I am fucking horny and I need him to fuck me, can I fuck him?”.

I smiled and sent “Ok”. She followed with “LOL”

I drove over parked and made my way to her semiprivate room at the end of the hall and there she was on her phone. She looked up in shock. The first things to come out of her mouth. “OH my GOD!”

Then, “What are you doing here?” Then she came back with, “my hair must be a mess.” She saw the flowers and the gift basket as a volunteer assisted with the basket. She covered her face and started to cry. I went over to her and asked if she was ok. She cough up, “yes but how….when…” then she hugged me and kissed me.

I asked her how she was and she said fine but she had a few medical incisions. I told her she looked good. I gave the volunteer a tip and she left closing the door behind her. Amalia then lifted her gown and point to her scar then said.

“Sshhh, let me show you what they did to me.”

After a few moments she expressed, “Greg are you staring at my body, drink it in Greg, drink it in. because I am fucking horny and I have not had a cock for, I do not remember when."

She appeared to be levitating about three inches off the ground. Her scar was a soft red, and her eyes became even bigger than normal. She touched me. Her hand felt like fire against my chest.

Overcome, I reached out for her other arm and pulled her to me. Every part of her that touched me felt scorching hot, and I could only want more. She kissed my lips and my mind left me completely; she communicated one thought with that kiss.

"You'll never be fucked this well again."

She finished stripping of her medical gown, and knelt down in front of me. My cock was throbbing, aching for her to take me in. Amalia unzipped my pants. I said you can’t do that. She looked up at me to show me she can, and did!

She parted her lips and slid me into her mouth, over her waiting tongue. I felt her hand on my shaft, working and pulling, and her other hand caressing my balls, playing and grasping at them. Amalia was thrusting herself onto me over and over, her mouth hungrily sucking at my solid cock.

"Fill me with cum now," I heard in my head. Although had no idea how she said it, I obliged. I came into her, groaning loudly as the wave of release crashed into her, and she continued to pump me. Hot semen was pouring into her mouth, and, strangely, it wasn't stopping I'd never come this much before. Twice, no, three times as much as normal, before she pulled herself off of me.

I fell over backwards on to her hospital bed, incredibly weakened. I could see her standing over me now. She licked at the last bits of cum on her lips and moaned in delicious satisfaction. She began to slowly massage herself and lowering herself over my face. 

I said Amalia what about the nurses, other patients. She told me her room mate was gone and she had the room to herself. She told me that the nurses were not coming around much now since she was better. A whole lot better based on where I laid.

Amalia continued rubbing at her clit, I could see her labia begin to glisten. A subtle aroma filled my senses, suddenly all the weakness left my body. I was still fully erect, and desperate for more of her. As she spoke to me in this haunting voice.

"It's you're cum; the smell. Cum has powerful aphrodisiac qualities, beyond anything you can comprehend. Now..."

She lowered herself fully onto my mouth:

"You have to make me come before I fuck you."

I instantly began passing my tongue over her labia and clit. I knew nothing but desire, to know what fucking her would be like. Her scent overwhelmed me, I ran my hands over her back, her ass, and desperately lapped up her cum. I reached up to her breasts and began to play with them blindly. She began to gyrate over me, grinding herself harder into my tongue. She began to quiver, her legs clamped tight over my head- she screamed and arched her back. She poured cum onto my face and into my waiting mouth. I was her fuck toy at this point, I was completely broken.

She lifted herself from my face and immediately lowered her body to ride me. She went over to the closet to retrieve her purse she shuffled through it until she yelled “yes, in case of emergencies break glass.” As she brought me the condom I pulled out my wallet and I had about $300 in my wallet. I put it on her night stand. She stopped to close the door.

With the found condom and her donation secured she ripped the cover opened and so creatively placed it on my throbbing man pole and pushed herself onto me, and slowly, painfully slowly, took me fully into her. She flattened herself against me and whispered into my ear:

"If you can survive this, you get to be my slave."

Amalia began to bounce up and down, slamming herself with my hard thick cock over and over again. Her chest bounced perfectly, and I began to thrust into her as well. Harder and harder, more desperate and hungry for each other, we both were gone from our own minds. There was only the bliss, the delicious pain, enveloping us. Inside her, I felt her walls shift and push into my shaft, even squeezing at the head. I felt her hot cum make the pressure even more electric, the heat inside her pussy was painfully enjoyable. Amalia began to orgasm, and I felt her tight walls push hard onto my penis. I pounded into her as hard as I could, her back was arched and her mouth forced open with vulgar pleasure. I began to cum; I grabbed at her and pushed into her cervix. He felt the wave of release and bliss crash into me again, and again, I was pouring cum into her endlessly. She kept slamming herself into me, forcing as much semen out as she could take in.

"More, give me more of your delicious soul..." she begged. I crashed on the bed next to hers. I had nothing left to give but the flowers, the fruit basket and all the cash in my wallet.

She smiled and said. "I love the basket as the food is so bad here. I need all the nutrition I can get. How long are you in town," as she smelled the flowers. I responded to her with, "good to see you are feeling better!"

 

[GGGDickson]

Why all your adventures gotta be so hot and perfect to masturbate too

Glad you liked it. To be honest it was better to be there but reading it after the fact is good too.

 

[Akila Besos]

Glad you liked it. To be honest it was better to be there but reading it after the fact is good too.

I dont need porn anymore. Your adventures do the job

 

[GGGDickson]

Im dont need porn anymore. Your adventures do the job

Well my dear once this pandemic is over let us see if we can live out a few of your fantasies. Once we are done with Amalia adventures I can share my adventures with Nicole and Laura who wanted to be in a porn movie. I did help her with that but it did not end well. Who said we had ever after it really is about the moments we have.

Let me show you how living it is so much better than just reading it. I look forward to meeting you my dear. Maybe we can convince a few of of the guts like Surfer Boy, Sonic Temple, Coolsin000, Scooner and others to join in the Roaring 20's event.

 

[GGGDickson]

Fact or Fiction The Birthday Event Amalia Birthday

Preamble
In my elusive search for the next big adventure I stumble across a young lady, Amalia Flowers, who has retired from the hobby but chooses to stay in touch. Don’t ask me why. Most fade away quietly into my memories. This lady haunts me with her golden curly locks and her bright eyes. Oh and her body! However, like so many of us, she is tormented by life’s challenges that festers, itches, and burns like a sore that refuses to heal.

Like me she faces these challenges alone, she is plagued by the demons of her real life. She was only in the hobby for a short period and it was my luck to cross paths with this troubled soul that resulted in my participation in her life challenges. Like her, my soul has been trouble, like her, I face them all alone, like her, the dismay and sense of going it all alone shadows me in sadness. It is this connection that results in our affinity and my numerous visits with this young lady. It is hard to understand that one so beautiful could face such troubled waters.

Each time I meet her, each time she draws me closer. I learn of her challenges and like a magnet I am drawn to her. We have intense sessions each building on the last. I am lost in her eyes, in her arms, in her body, and in her seduction. After a number of inescapable memories from events with this beauty I learn of her leaving the hobby. It appears her wrongs have been righted and she will be gone as fast as she arrived. Oh but the nature of this beast, often results in the dreaded retirement. However, I get this unexpected email telling me she is retired but she would like to keep me as her only client. Or as she puts it as a “friend”. Oh no the “friend”. Most of us have heard this and this is the reason we pay to play so that we do not become the “friend”. One who takes on others struggles and makes them our own. I have no intention, but her sadness of past struggles, our affiliation, and connection draws me nearer to her. My mind says run, but my heart reaches out to her. Each email cries to me and as the head on my shoulder's screams run, run like the wind. Each email from her soothes my fears. Each email draws me into her world. She does make me feel special. Her emotion is intoxicating.

For this old soul this is like music to my ears. Most SPs look to either dump me as a client or escape my gravity never to have me darken their door step ever again. However, this young beauty wishes to keep me in her world because of me? Very unusual and these things often end in a mess. But I take the bait. What can I say, I am a sucker for the thrill of feeling special? So we agree to keep in contact with emails.

As time passes, I learn of her birthday, and like me, she has no one to acknowledge her special day so I conjure up the next event. I decide it might be fun to fulfill a fantasy she has. As I move closer to the event others who might participate share their desires. It is a real challenge to combined multiple fantasies into one with multiple participates. Most end in disappointment but every once in a while, there is a magic that shines through, many times in places you least expect it. So off I go to create a special birthday for this trouble soul. One I hope will meet with her smiles and if I am lucky a few tears of joy.

The goal is clear, to capture a moment, a night where her shadows are lifted and she can escape her many life struggles. I learn much from her emails and it is time to pull things together. So the story goes.

The birthday Event Is Born
I will need some very special guests. I reach out to a few BCAF members to participate. Anonnymouse is kind enough to volunteer to participate. He recommends a few ladies to join in. We create a back story for this band of merriment. As we get closer to our main event, we lose one to illness but Anonnymouse has a backup plan and a new lady is added, Lauren Ross. However, this lady has baggage, and we have cross paths at a few past events. None the less, she is an exceptional lady and very professional. She could fit in well and beside we were running out of time. Mr. Mouse would play the role of a past suppler, and I have to take him, his wife (played by Ms. Ross), and his daughter (played by Isabell Archer out for dinner). My lady friend, Amalia, would be happily celebrating a birthday the same night. The three guests are witnesses to the event. Or so the birthday girl believes.
I organize the dinner to be held on a roof top but due to Vancouver weather we are forced to move it in doors. A venue is selected in a secluded restaurant which has participated in many such events for me in the past. The menu is selected, and a pair of recording artist are selected to participate to perform as back ground music to the event. A play list is selected to be timed to the presentation of each course and each course tied to each birthday gift.

Flowers are selected based on the three ladies' favorite colors, fragrance, and flower type. The lights are turned down low, and each guest is strategically placed at the table as Michael, the maitre de’ who has worked so many of these events, lights the candles to add the special touch.

I learn early on my special birthday girl has been busy and not able to get out to secure a new outfit for the event. So, taking what I know, I contact a stylist in Vancouver, who searches far and wide to secure a new dress, new shoes, new hand bag, some accessories, and a new coat as gifts for each course of the meal being served that night. I also offer Amalia the opportunity to spend the day at the spa so that she can escape her daily life and be in the correct mind set. However, she can not get away all day. So, the extraordinary gifts will have to suffice.

The event is set. Mr. Mouse agrees to pick up Ms. Flowers and to bring all three ladies out to the event. I arrive to meet the performers who are setting up. Michael has the room set. The table setting in place, the flowers positioned, gifts from Nordstrom’s have been wrapped and stationed around the room, one for the appetizers, one for the Salad, and one for the main course, and one for the dessert.

I sat back and relaxed allowing Michael to bring me a drink while our performers tuned up. After a little chatter Michael brought in Anonnymouse in a dark suit, Lauren Ross in a blue dress, nude stocking with the classic black steam up her leg with Cuban heels, Isabell Archer in a bright blue dress and Amalia Flowers in a flowing black dress and her dark stockings with the top of the stockings peeking from under her dress. Her blonde curls flowing, and her bright eyes shone. She was so happy that I was putting on a special birthday party for her. She had told me no one had ever put on such an event for her.

Our performers started the night with a few classics as I got hugs and kisses from each of the lovely ladies in the room. Each guest had a specific seat each with a gift on the plate in front of them. Isabelle and Lauren where first to open their gifts from my recent travels. One a bracelet and the other a necklace.

The wine was poured and the appetizer arrived. With it was Amalia’s first gift of the night was from Nordstom’s and she was so excited. She opened it to fine a beautiful grey coat. She smiled and leaned over to give me a kiss. We ate and the ladies commented on the how Ms. Flowers looked so beautiful.

The music continued as we laughed and shared stories of our adventures together. Next to arrive was the salad. With that was another gift, Amalia blushed but was so excited to open it. Here was a pair of gloves and scarf that complimented the coat. The Birthday girl shared the gift with the others at the table. More stories, more, and more music. Some of Amalia’s favorite tunes.

The main course appeared and with it another gift containing her new designer dress. It was stunning. She stood up and was showing it off for her guest to admire. We laughed as our performers were now taking requests. We enjoyed the specially prepared meal for each guest.

Now came in the dessert. With it Amalia’s final gift. She opened this to find a new pair of grey pumps from her favorite shoe store as well as a matching handbag to complete her outfit. She cried and told me no one had every treated her like this before. We kissed and to complete the night Lauren and Anonnymouse danced to the music. They were having such a wonderful time.

We completed our dinner, Isabelle, Lauren, and Nonnymouse agreed to help us with the gifts and the flowers that each lady received. They got their coats and headed out taking up the flowers for each lady. The performers packed up and left. I settled the bill as Amalia came to hold me, kiss me, and then the owner of the restaurant entered the room to make sure everything was up to our requirements. As she left a beautiful middle aged lady named Dana arrived. She wanted to ask if the night was up to standard. She looked amazing with short blonde hair, gorgeous facial features, and a sexy little voice. She introduced her self as the event planner and she wanted to let Amalia know how beautiful and lucky she was. She agreed to assist us with the gifts up to the suite. If you know the story of Amalia, you might recall her surprising me with her friend at the strip club and how we went back to my suite and I got to enjoy her and her friend. So, tonight the tale has turned, and it is I that is surprising her.
We walked over to the private entrance. Amalia arm in arm with Dana in tow bring all Amalia’s gifts with her. We arrived up in the candle lite penthouse suite surrounded in flowers with music playing in the back ground. Anonnymouse had opened the champagne and glasses poured as we toasted Amalia’s birthday. I introduced Dana to our guests as Amalia and I we were holding and kissing each other. Dana joined in as she rubbed my crotch. Now the three of us were kissing each other while Mr. Mouse and his dates looked on.

Anonnymouse, Isabelle, and Lauren were enjoying each other. Isabelle was first to remove her dress. She had an amazing young body. She looked so hot in her bra panty and grater set. She was dancing to the music.

Amalia informed me she wanted to leave. She asked for her payment which I gave her. Dana went to the restroom as I spoke to Amalia. We had another glass of champagne we spoke and Amalia was not feeling up to the rest of the night. She gathered her things together and she left. She asked for her pay yet again. I informed her I gave it to her. She realized that she placed it in Lauren’s purse by mistake. Lauren found it and gave it to her. Amalia walked into the darkness. There was little else I could do for such a tormented, beautiful women.
While I said good night to Amalia, Dana had returned from the bathroom. With Amalia gone and I in shock Dana approached me in her Wolford garters and stocking. Oh my god she reminded me of Anna her high cheek bones her big man-made tits, her legs that stretched to her hot tight ass. She kissed me again and now started to suck my cock while Isabelle, and Lauren watched. I took Dana up stairs and proceeded to fuck her as she was a porn star in her approach. I ate her and she sucked me. After a hard pounding, I needed water so I headed down stairs to get something to drink.

I catch Anonnymouse on the pull out bed filling young Isabelle with his fuck stick while Lauren enjoying watching the two. I go into the kitchen pull out a few bottles of water and as I dash by the three of them Lauren catches me as she is now half on the floor and half on the bed. She reaches over proceeds to suck on my shaft not letting me to escape, while Isabelle is now riding Mr. Mouse her eyes on Lauren blowing me. I take Lauren with me up stairs so that she can join in with Dana and I.

It is not long and Annonymouse and Isabelle are in my master bedroom. Dana and I invite young Ms. Archer to join us as she comments about the size of my cock. Dana is happy to share. It is now Mr. Mouse and beautiful Ms. Ross who are watching both Isabelle and Dana sucking me off. Isabelle licks my tip and then Dana swallows me, then back to Isabelle who tries to show she had take my dick in her mouth. I am getting so hard that it is now time to put on a cover so that I can pound down on lovely little Ms. Archer. I get on top entering her with such care as she is very tiny. I go deeper and she appears to be enjoying me and it is not long and I am able to give her my full love rod. After few thrusts I pull out and lay down as Dana, Anonnymouse, and Ms. Archer make their way into the big jacuzzi tub while Ms. Ross and I get to reconnect from our past Elimidate and roof top dinner.

I love the closeness with Ms. Ross. We kiss and we touch and we fuck, but it is the dreaming together I enjoy the most. I love falling in love with my providers even if it is in the moment. It is the moments of complete connection, of the binding of souls, how she weaves her romantic magic around me so every nerve is a wash in her beauty. It is strange but I do not crave to fuck her like so many other SPs. I only long to be with in her romantic magical trance. The world disappears when I am next to her. I remember and we remember each moment from the first meeting at the elimidate to the night on the roof top, to this special night. How we nearly did not meet again as she was a fill in not once but now twice. Once with Mr. Mouse and once for Amalia.

Well, the witching hour is before us and time for everyone to gather up their things to head out into the cold winter night. It is I now, who would like for Ms. Ross to stay the night but it was too much to ask as she has other obligations.
I get a email from Ms. Flowers and she lets me know she was so sorry she wishes she was with me. Oh what a night! Happy Birthday Ms. Flower.
Where are you Ms. Ross? Are you thinking of me?

 

[Akila Besos]

Well my dear once this pandemic is over let us see if we can live out a few of your fantasies. Once we are done with Amalia adventures I can share my adventures with Nicole and Laura who wanted to be in a porn movie. I did help her with that but it did not end well. Who said we had ever after it really is about the moments we have.

Let me show you how living it is so much better than just reading it. I look forward to meeting you my dear. Maybe we can convince a few of of the guts like Surfer Boy, Sonic Temple, Coolsin000, Scooner and others to join in the Roaring 20's event.

Perhaps we shall see

Looking forward to that day when it happens ^-^

 

[GGGDickson]

Perhaps we shall see

Looking forward to that day when it happens ^-^

Yes, perhaps, until then all I have is my memories of days gone by.

 

[GGGDickson]

Glad you liked it Mr. Mugabe. The performance after the performance was even better. She was such a gusher.

 

[GGGDickson]

Amalia Makes Her Appearance At Athena In My Wonderland

PrePlan
This event took shape after a failed attempt at a training for Athena to be my love slave. You see this event was in the making back in January 2018. Athena was impressed with my adventures and she could not get enough. She was like a hungry soul dinning on my adventures. With each I shared the more she craved. I loved her appetite for my past as it allowed me to revisit so many great moments with Rio, Catherine, Leigh, Charlene to name a few.

Athena even recalled the night with Amalia and HornyGandalf, the birthday party with Tia Luxx. She told me she loved the Cinderella event but she was more into one man and two women. She shared her moments with her female lover. I enjoyed that she craved to learned more about Heidi and Anna. She shared her family situation and it was I that was intrigued by her kindness and character. I shared my adventures with Lauren Ross and she thought the experience was beautiful. We discuss her interest in participating in an event.

The event had been planned with Athena, Fiona, and Lily, as Lauren and I would observe and then keep Athena for the night. I reach out and secure willing participates so I email Athena with the following.

Ms. Malloy and Lovely Lily are very excited to be your trainers and teach you the fine art of Dom and being a sex slave. However, they would like to hear in your words what YOU want and not just me telling them what the night will be like. Could you take a few moments to send me or them directly? Although I have not released your name to them. They do not know who you are only that you have participated in a few of my events and that your fantasy is to experience light dom and bondage and learn to be a sex slave. For now, it might be wise to send the email to me and I will forward it on to them removing your name for now. They want to know you are serious and they would like to know more of what turns you on, what gets you off, what you want to experience and what limits you have so they can customize a training program for you. I will be paying them top dollar to both to provide you with the best experience and they want to ensure you get the most out of it.

In addition, my ATF is very much looking forward to meeting Athena. Although she has no idea of who Athena was, only that Athena had participated in a couple adventures in a supporting role and that Athena’s fantasy is to be our love slave and that Lovely Lily and Fiona Malloy will be Athena’s trainers. My ATF also knows Athena might like to travel with us and be our love slave fulfilling our desires with Athena. My ATF, is like me, she is a pleaser and wants Athena to have a great time so we can have a great time. My ATF has never had a sex slave to provide us with pleasure. It is so exciting for her. However, she wants to know Athena is coming willingly and that Athena wants to have this experience with both of us. My ATF wants to know what turns you on and what we can do to get you off and give you the best orgasm you ever had.

My ATF is older and she wants you to add to our sexual experience. Could you do up an email for her, sending it to me, for me to give to her? Just something to introduce yourself to her but no names at this point and why you want to be our sex slave and how you like women and what you enjoy about women. What you want women to do to you and what you like doing to women. She wants to know you would be ok with me and what you think of the experiences you had with me. She knows my size can be an issue with young ladies and that you are ok with me. She wants to know what you liked and disliked when you participated in my past events and if you would be ok spending the night with both of us or traveling with us. What you want us to do for you and what you want to do for us. She wants to know what gets you off and maybe the best sexual experience you have had. Any restrictions you have or things that are out of bounds. She needs to know you are wanting to this for more than just the money and you want to do this for the experience. That you will enjoy your time with us or there is no point.

Athena is so excited about the event and being our sex slave. I enjoy her emails sharing her thoughts.

“To your ATF

I am looking forward to explore and grow in my sexual experience. As a sex slave, I am looking forward to the experience and growth as a person and sexual being. I have always been the dominate one in all experience, and I am looking to expand in my sexual horizons. To discover more about myself and what others are willing, wanting or discovering in the adventures of this.

As a women to women, there is something about us that is erotic to our touches, lips, movement and more and I have had the pleasure of being with women and enjoying their company.

I like the many things, i strongly dislike overly rough situation (causing bodily discomfort in a non pleasureable way). I am open to a anal experience with my teachers and with you just be gentle.

Without a doubt I am wanting growth, excitement and to learn to be more comfortable in my skin and hopefully be able to what I have learnt and use it in my life

Athena”

With more feedback it takes shape.

My thoughts would be to give Athena the experience after dinner to have Fiona and Lily to join us back in the suite. Fiona to teach Athena the art of being a love slave and anal. Lily to teach Athena about bondage and spanking since it is part of Athena fantasy.

My ATF and I would give Athena over to Lily and Fiona who would blindfold Athena and undress her before us. Then teach Athena to be a good slave using light bondage techniques and light spanking. They will start by doing things to Athena’s body to find out those things that bring Athena pleasure and bring Athena discomfort. Once they find Athena’s limits and they find the pleasure points they will now remove Athena’s blindfold and train Athena to be their slave and Athena will need to perform acts on them. If Athena is more dominant they will train Athena to be more submissive in the role of slave unless there are moments where Athena will need to take control. Athena will be asked and told to bring both Lily and Fiona to climax before Athena is able to complete her training.

Once Fiona and Lily are done your training your leash with be presented to my ATF and Lily and Athena will leave. Athena will now do our bidding. My ATF and I are both pleasers and we will instruct Athena what we need Athena to do and how Athena must behave with us. It maybe just a discussion and Athena can leave or it may take on more interaction depending on how you are with us. As I instructed you we are not interested in providers who just go through the motion. Athena needs to get into the experience and really enjoy the time we have together. It might even be Athena just watching my fucking my ATF or hearing about our experiences together. We might like to see how Athena will react and interact with us. How Athena might make our time together more enjoyable.

I have shared Athena emails with both Fiona and Lily as well my ATF. We would like to know more about why Athena want to be a sex slave and what Athena enjoyed about your past interaction with me and my adventures. My ATF wants to ensure that Athena will enjoy this and if we can connect. So I might need more detail from Athena for my ATF.

Then my ATF, Lauren, informs me she would rather we do her summer wardrobe with her friend. So, the whole things goes to hell in a hand basket but I am impressed with Athena and how she takes it in without issue.

“That is great to hear, and I am always understanding, and happy you are being there for the ladies!!

have a wonderful day!!

Athena”

What an amazing young lady. Most providers would go off the deep end but not Athena. Most would see me as a time waster. But not Athena. We stayed in touch. We email back and forth until my relationship with Lauren falls apart. Then in Dec this idea hits the emails.

“In 2019 we do need to find a time to meet so I can put on a little event for you or at least you participate in one. In 2018 I had a few events where I needed someone to play the part of a personal assistant. Here are a few in your part of the world. Sorry, only Vancouver as it is the closest I get to you. Or we do a professional elegant photo shoot with a fashion show for you. Where you play the model. Do you think you might like that?”

It turns out she is so excited about the idea of the fashion show and her playing the model.

I start reaching out to providers and fellow pooners.

None of the guys I emailed have got back to me. Once we come up with the invite list. So far this is what I had.

Guest list people

Dave + guest

Gary + guest

Jose + guest

Rob + guest

Jamie + Tara in pink and green outfit I got her

Aurora in black dress I got her + Guest

Destiny in green dress I got her + Guest

Drew + Guest

Fiona in one of the dresses I got her + Glen

Freya dress I got her + Guest

Heather in dress I got her + Guest

Lauren Ross in one of the outfits I got her + Guest

Stacie in the black dress I got her + Guest

Tia Luxx in the dress I got her.

Lovely Lily

Casey in dress I got her

Cherise in dress I got her

Scarlett Sunshine

Other providers or clients who you liked or new clients you would like to meet? Is asked of Athena.

Athena makes a few recommendations and well we are off. A few changes here and there but Athena is so excited about the fact that I am putting on her event.

Things do not go as planned as the final attendees list clearly shows it has morphed into a Wonderland themed party.

The final list of attendees.

Athena Lust - Athena in My Wonderland

Kate Ford - the Mad Hatter and organizer

Drew Darling - White Rabbit

Navada Noble – Dormouse

Lovely Lily – Queen of Hearts

Wendy – Cheshire Cat

Clementine – Caterpillar

Jazzy – White Queen

Rachel Blaq– March Hare

Guests include

Amalia Flowers My Date

Katie Kandlesent My Date

Veronica Sway My Date

Fiona Malloy & Big Kahuna

Claire Voyante & MasonJar

Bambi & Happy Lover

Lance Alot & Georgie Goddard

VanPerb & Elsi Dawson

Budgets are set my exchange with Athena continues with detail after detail being discussed and agreed upon. A program is created for the night. Athena selects the music for her three dress changes. We put a presentation as a back drop on stage for her. We will have a huge screen to play the presentation as she comes on stage.

I recruit Fiona to bring her guitar and perform the three songs, I recruit Kate Ford to handle the setup the decorations, the program, the food beverages and she picks the Athena in My Wonderland theme. Lovely Lily agrees to handle the back stage and little Drew Darling agrees to handle the invites, the costumes, and invites. Each participate has a role. Here is the cast of characters.

 

[GGGDickson]

Amalia Makes Her Appearance At Athena In My Wonderland

Amalia Makes An Appearance
I am scanning the Leolist seeking out a date for the night. I come across an add for my favorite stock broker who has fallen on hard times. Oh Amalia Flowers. I fire off an email and I get this back.

My Mr. Dickson,

Alas, it is I. Times are tight again

Greg, I had so very much fun spending time with you. We had a certain je ne sais quoi.

You were my friend before my lover and I loved that in us.

How are you my long lost friend?

Cuddles,

Amalia

It had been a few years so I need to respond.

Oh my dear, it is you? Really you? I thought you were a dream that I had woke up to. Oh, I remember that first night. Or the night for Horny Gandalf or the many other adventures.

The elusive Amalia Flowers. How many times did I pay for you to spend the night only for you to slip between my fingers?

After you disappeared I hooked up with a few ladies here in Europe Misha but none compared to you. Then I stumbled into Lauren Ross. You might remember her from your birthday event. You left me that night and Ms. Ross and I had 31 months of wild crazy adventures. She made my $100,000 club. We traveled throughout North America, Central America, and then Europe until she dropped me much as you did. Only she got a winter wardrobe, a summer wardrobe, a Costa Rica wardrobe and a part of my heart and soul.

I will be coming back to Vancouver in April for an event. I am bringing in my ATF from Toronto, Veronica Sway as Vancouver is a wasteland for me. I would like to see you once more. On the 24th I am putting on an event for Athena. Do you remember her? She is graduating and I wanted to put on an event for her. Would you like to come out? I would like to see you once more. The event is an hour and a half. How much for you to pop in. You do not have to have sex with me. I would just like to see you again. I just wanted to know you are ok.

I hope you and your kids are ok.

I missed you. I had big dreams of us. I filled in with Lauren Ross. But she was not you. I wish you had not disappeared. I would like to see you once more.

So much to share with you. Do you remember our times together? Was I worth remembering? Please tell I was not bad or that I hurt you. I hope you did not hate me for what I did to you.

Dickson

I hear back once more

My Mr. Dickson,

No silly, of course you have not lost me - in fact, you never did. You are one person that has made a significant impact in my life, for the better.

I am absolutely delighted to be a guest at your party Mr. Dickson.

Yes, things are very tight right now and if you could send some referrals I would be forever grateful.

I am so very sorry about Miss Ross. Greg, tell me your heart is okay...

cuddles,

Amalia Flowers

I need to update her and put things in context.

Ms. Flowers,

Better than giving you a referral I will introduce you to a number of possible clients. Do you still have the outfits I got you? Do you ever wear them?

I am flying in a provider Veronica Sway to be my date as I had some 64 rejections in Vancouver. A few providers have said some terrible things about me. So no one wants to see me. Everything is set with Sway. Her ticket her hotel room in Vancouver. I had no idea you were going to pop up. However, I want you to sit with me even though Ms. Sway will be there I want to be with you. I hope you are ok. When they all leave maybe you and I can catch up. Ms. Sway will not be staying with me. I am paying her to pretend to be my 'girlfriend.' So I do not look pathetic.

You know me I love falling in "Love". My desire is to be wanted and to feel like I am in love.

I 'impacted your life'? I want to know how? On the 24th could you tell me how? I so want to know I made a difference. I so want to know that someone thinks of me in a positive way.

How much for the evening or night?

It was more my ego. I spent over $100,000 on Ms. Ross only to realize I was nothing more than a human ATM. But we both know that is what we pay for in this game. I just did not like the rejection in the end. It was like everything we did had no meaning. That I did not make her happy.

What time on the 24h can you give me? I have to be at Nordstrom to get Athena her two outfits. Then she and her ATF client will go for lunch. I have to head back to make sure things are going well.

At 6 pm I need to meet Ms. Sway. It starts at 6:30 PM and runs to 8 PM.

I can not believe you are back!

Don't worry about Ms. Ross it is not the first and it will not be the last. I keep doing it getting lost in a fantasy. It is my Wonderland. Kimberly, Vanessa, Anna, Lana, Rio, Jena, Catherine, Ms. Ross. I keep chasing fantasies, shadows, and rainbows. It is just the nature of who I am. I can not love and no one can love me so this is the second best thing.

How about you my dear. Did everything get sorted out with your EX. I worried about you. I was fearful for you. How are the twins? I guess they are older. Did you get another puppy? You still living downtown? Did you sell the other property?

I thought of you often. I felt so bad I lost you after the birthday. I thought I said or did something that upset you.

So excited to see you on the 24th.

Dickson

Her response is heart felt telling me what I want to hear. She knows me well.

My Mr. Dickson,

You are selling yourself short. You are an amazing and kind gentleman and should not have your heart nor your wallet trampled on. One thing I've learned is we are only treated as we let others treat us. Seriously, if you and I pulled up or big girl thong/big boy underwear, we would only accept what we deserve and nothing less. I think we both have a bit of a problem pulling them up and it it fine time we did don't you think? Oh but then again you are not a fan of underwear. LOL

I hate, literally despise seeing you getting walked on. You are an amazing, kind, gentle old soul and deserve only the best, although I have this little gut feeling that you may enjoy it a little. If I am correct STOP, you deserve more. You deserve love - not just paying for time, but a real and true love. But on the other hand, I am not sure that you even want this. Which I completely understand.

I want to chat more and definitely rekindle - you know you weren't just a 'wallet' to me but a friend and I hope you don't mind that.

I actually worry and care about you Mr. Dickson.

cuddles,

Amalia

I fire off another few emails but 23 days go by with no word. Then,

 

[GGGDickson]

Amalia Makes Her Appearance At Athena In My Wonderland

Katie Kandlesent Makes Her Appearance!
I am scanning the escort ads to find back ups as a number of providers were dropping like fly. I come across this ad for a lady by the name of Katie. I remember a young lady from years gone by and curiosity gets the best of me. I reach out with this email.

Hello Ms. Kandesent,

My name is Greg Dickson and I remember meeting a young lady years ago in Richmond. I am wondering if you might be the same young lady. I had just come off an 18-month adventure with a provider in your city when I met a lady by the name of Katie. You were new to the game. It would have been back in 2014 or 15.

Well, I just finished off a 31-month adventure and to be honest I am looking for a mature lady to participate in a new adventure on the west coast.

Dickson

I get a quick response.

Hello Dickson,

Yes, it was summer or spring 2015 when we met in Richmond. I recall feeling a little awkward being such a newbie ...especially in contrast to the plethora of indulgences you had been in the center of. You were a mini bit intimidating for the very eager yet completely inexperienced provider that I was at the time. I did have fun and I am glad you remember me!

I think you will like how I grew into my stilettos. I think you will like it a lot!

I am up for being or going on an adventure. Let’s have some fun!

Katie

I am sorry I take the bait like a hungry fish on a cool summer night. I respond with:

Well well my dear,

I often wonder what happened to you. My adventure with Catherine was at the end. The timing was strange for me however I enjoy our time together. Since then my life in Europe has evolved and I entered into some exciting new adventures. It sounds like you had some interesting adventures since then as well.

I am impressed you would remember me. I am sorry if I was intimidating. I have been told I should see you by a few guys. You have grown a great deal and building a name for your self. Well done my dear.

Well, let's flash forward to April 24th, 2019. Since we last met I have become very involved in fantasy fulfillment. Mine and my providers. It goes well beyond sex. It is about emotions. I want to feel things. I want to see the emotion in the eyes of the ladies I am with. I like to live out my fantasies and my provider fantasy.

Well back to April 24th. I am putting on an event for a nice young lady Athena who has participated in a few adventures in a supporting role. See attached. Athena is graduating from university and her fantasy is to be a fashion model so I am putting on this event. I have booked a ballroom on the 24th. we have set up a big production. There are about 30 people coming a number of providers as well as other guys like me. I am bringing providers from Toronto, Calgary, Edmonton to take on roles. It is an Alice in Wonderland them.

I have recently been thinking of an old fantasy of getting married. I am looking for a mature lady as I am not 59 years old. I want to find a lady who could pretend to be into me. An old flame who comes back into my life and wants to get married. I am not sure if that might be to strange for you. I thought you meet me at Nordstrom at 11 am on the 24th. I have a stylist there who will get Athena two outfits for the fashion show that night. Maybe we get you an outfit. Maybe in the afternoon, I send you to get your hair and makeup done. At 6 pm you meet me at the hotel and sit beside me at the event. Telling me you missed me telling me what you remember that night in 2015. You will meet other providers that night who have seen me since the night in 2015.

There is a young lady who will play my daughter as her fantasy is the father-daughter. She wants me to get married as that would be so hot. I have a couple of young ladies who want to put on a wedding for me. I only need a bride. What do you think? Would you be interested? I will pay you for your time. No sex just want you to fill that role. Bring your stilettos. I do remember on the balcony that night. I think we could have fun as our lives have both evolved. This could be an exciting adventure.

You meet we can reconnect before. Then that night "fall in love". If for some reason you do not like to hang with me you just walk away with a new dress and cash in your pocket. If you like it we both have an adventure, unlike anything you have experienced before. Let me know your fee for the day and night. Want to step into my wonderland? Although the night is sold out I would get you a seat next to me.

Dickson

I make my proposal and wait before firing off my next email.

I just saw your website.

Ok how about $2,000 for the 12 hours start at 11 am at Nordstrom we get you an outfit for the night. Then Athena will go out for lunch with her friends and you and I grab lunch to catch up. Then I drop you off to get your hair and makeup done. I can give you a key to my suite so you can get ready there if you like. Then we meet up at 6 PM at the event. It should be done by 8 then a few people will meet up in my suite. You can meet some new people. We can discuss the idea of the wedding adventure. I want everyone to think you are totally into the adventure. I want you to share your thoughts of that night in 2015.

This could be a lot of fun. If after seeing me and at lunch you are not interested you can end the date then and I pay you the $500 and you can walk.

What do you think?

Dickson

Then I wait. And Wait, and wait. Bing a response.

Oh my!! I love it!! I have never done anything that involved but know I can do it!! And would love diving deep into the fantasy. I haven't read the attachments but I will in a bit. I'm off to do some errands!!

Thanks for getting me exited to have a fun and very authentic adventure

I am giddy !!

Ok We are SET! Next email.

Fantastic! Let me see if I could be the best date you have ever been on.

We will meet you at the coffee shop at 11 AM in Nordstrom. I will be there and you will meet Athena who has just graduated, You will meet VanPerb her favorite client. You will meet Lily who has participated in a few of my adventures like Athena and is responsible for the backstage and will be dressing and undressing Athena.

I will introduce you as my friend that I have not seen since 2019. I will let Lauren the stylist that you will be joining us and have her pick out a couple of outfits for you to try. I am not trying to change you into something. I will try and bring out your inner beauty. I want to class you up and put you in an elegant look so you can be on my arm. Feel free to ask Athena and Lily about me as it has been awhile.

I do need to know your favorite color, your dress size, Your shoe size, Your bra size, how tall you are. How much you weigh. Your favorite designers. The type of dresses you like to wear.

I will give you an envelope with your $500 for the hour in the store and then for us to have lunch. If after lunch you want to join me that night I will give you another $1,500.

I will book us lunch at 12:30 and we can chat. Then I will book your hair stylist and makeup artist. I want you to feel and look your best. There are a couple of ladies who want to be your wedding planner. Another young lady who wants to be my daughter and she wants me to find a good Mommy for her. I am flying in my ATF from Toronto and she will be there as well but she is too business like to be my wife. Others are too young.

You need to think about the kind of dress you would like the kind of ring you want the kind of wedding you want. In Vancouver or a destination wedding.

Send me the information for the stylist.

Dickson

The emails start to flow.

I'll be home shortly and I will read your emails again. ( I just skimmed quickly so far)

I'm going to have so much fun.

Such an over simplified statement. I just wanted you to know that I'm going to bring everything to this game. It's going to be fabulous faux ...even experts won't know the difference. Experiential, transformational, fantasy fulfillment !!!

I'll write soon

XO

There is a rapid succession of emails like a strong spring rain.

Hello Dickson,

I'm sorry it's already been a week since our re-introduction to one another. It's been a wonderful week with so many lovely thoughts about possibilities for us and gratitude for the amazing day when you came back into my life. ( At exactly the right time I think for both of us)

I'm going to need to train myself to chisel out a chunk of undistracted time to be able to foster this relationship the way I want to. To train myself to sit down and focus on how I feel and to put that into words is going to be beneficial to me. I am a willing participant in a lifestyle where everything is done in tiny segments which is why I prefer texting. It sure doesnt give the chance for deep substantial talks though

One of the reasons it's taken me this time to write is that I've been being perfectionistic about how I want to write you. I've been thinking of you and all the things I want to write several times a day. There has been a huge smile plastered across my face when thinking of you. I find you much more attractive than I did in spring 2015. I love what you have shown me about yourself. Such a deeply caring and creative man. You also exude power and that is so sexy. Seeing you at the event working the room had me proud to be at your side. I want to do it with you. I have so many things in my mind that I want to put to keyboard but I can't do it all now. I had to get an email off to you before you thought something of my lack of communication.

First thing I need to do is clean up my inbox ...because now I have tons of spam etc to navigate through. So I'll clean it so it isn't so overwhelming for me to open

I'll do this and email you later.

I sure do miss you and hope we can see each other before too long

I hope you are well and thinking of me too!!

You just might get several shorter emails until I get better at this

Big hugs and loving thoughts and romantic dreams

Xoxo Katie xo

More follow and more after that. Katie is really getting into the whole experience. We are even thinking of a follow up adventure.

Hello sweet Dickson,

First of all, I need to figure out a way for us to be able to communicate because obviously I'm having a hard time getting into email conversations with you but you must understand I am smiling ear to ear after reading your email. But there is so much in it so much to answer to talk about and I hate doing that with one finger on my phone.

What I've decided is that I'm going to email you small short responses because that is the only way you will probably hear from me in a timely fashion instead of waiting to carve out the time and answer all your questions and share all my thoughts and dreams and ideas. Hopefully you can handle the disproportionate conversations.

Let me say I love the idea of the photo shoot and feel completely confident that we could pull it off. It makes me excited in a way I haven't quite figured out!

I really like You!! There is something about you and our little bit of history that turns me on. I also believe that I could be so good at the whole falling madly in love with you that you just might fall totally in love with me.

Ok so I just went on a tangent that was going nowhere quickly so I just deleted a couple paragraphs about my philosophy about money and rich men.... I'll tell you later lol

I'm sitting in someone's driveway with my dog on my lap waiting to go to the park so I'm going to end this email now. And I'm just going to start writing you disjointed blurbs ...but I will try and answer some of the questions you have posed and tell you some of the cool and amazingly exciting things I want to do with you and where i want to do them

For now !! And I promise I'll email soon again

Hope you are well my love

Hoping to see you soon!!!

Love Katie

Ps love the pictures !! So glad we have a record of our first "real" time together

PSS I've thought a lot about the wedding and I love it!!!

Maybe we could use some of the pictures from.our little photoshoot skit for our engagement announcement

Xoxo