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one of my legs.   With little effort and almost an athlete’s grace, he pushed his big, hard cock deep into me.
    I had no time to react to any of it with anything but shock and surprise.   His rod went sliding in, my slick wetness making it almost sinfully smooth, and I screamed with pleasure, sounds coming out of my mouth I didn’t even know I could make.   Two seconds earlier I’d been ready to throw a tantrum over being teased and left hanging, and now I was being speared   between the legs by a ten-inch hard cock and pounded against my front door - and I was loving every moment of it.
    I rode the wave of orgasm quickly to the top, wrapping my legs around him and opening myself as wide as I could so I could take all of him inside me, bucking against him in a frenzied rhythm that my body just somehow knew.   I reveled in the grinding he did against my most sensitive spot, making me beg him to do it harder.   I ignored the banging sounds we were making on the door and screamed as the pulses of my orgasm began to overwhelm me.
    “Yes, Alexander!   Yes!” I screamed, digging my nails into his back and hanging on for dear life.     “Oh my god!”   I felt his dick grow larger and then his pace pick up even faster as he blasted his own orgasm into me.   My body and breasts bounced up and down with the heavy jolting motions.   I felt like a wanton woman and couldn’t help but smile at myself.
    When he was finished and our bodies had finally come to a halt, we both leaned into the door, remaining still for a few moments, breathing hard.   One of his hands still held one of my thighs up around this waist.   The other was firmly planted against the wood next to my face.   I turned my head, and the material of his shirt tickled my nose.   Sweat rolled down my back, making me slide on the door’s smooth surface.  
    I dropped the other thigh he wasn’t holding, planning to try and extricate myself as gracefully as possible and go hide in the bathroom, but Alexander had other plans.   As soon as he got his breath back, he grabbed me under both thighs, stepped out of his pants, and walked over to my couch.   He gently lowered me down onto it, never letting himself come fully out of me.
    I stared into his serious, almost angry eyes, lifting up a hand to brush his hair off his forehead.   Neither of us said anything; we just stared at one another.   I shifted a hip to get more comfortable and flinched a little in shock as the twinge of an orgasm’s beginning rolled through me.
    He must have sensed something, because he pushed himself into me, sending another pleasant tingle through my body.
    I moaned a little, encouraging him to push more, not even sure what I was asking for or wanted, other than to feel more of what I was feeling.
    He happily obliged.   I could feel him growing hard again, and I knew it was in response to my moans, which only made me more turned on than I already was.   We both began moving together in rhythm again, him getting harder and me getting wetter.
    The heat that built this time was different.   It was a slow burn, intense but impossible to control.   It was coming from somewhere deep down inside me, a place I hadn’t known existed until this moment.
    “What’s happening?” I whispered, almost afraid of my own body now.
    “Shhhhh, just go with it,” he said, pulling his cock out almost all the way and then slowly, slowly sinking it in.   He stopped when fully inside and then moved his hips in small circles, rubbing himself up against me.
    I nearly died when the second orgasm started.   “Oh, God, oh Alex!   I don’t know what this is!”   I was panting and crying and calling out, all at the same time.
    He growled and picked up his pace, sweat coming down his face and dripping on me.   I glanced up in time to see him looking like a wild man possessed.   He was lost in another world too.
    I pushed on his ass, forcing him against me as much as I could, finally pushed