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The maiden and the Bear...... I'd had no information from You... My head had been full of job interview and I sat in my car waiting for instructions thinking, I could just not check my mails.... But of course I did.... I then sat in the hotel car park, thinking I could just drive away, of course I didn't.... You mailed saying He was outside the hotel waiting, I went to gat a parking ticket and could see him... I walked back to the car thinking I could just get back in a drive away...... He was smiling as I approached, saying his name questionly..... He said 'your hairs not the colour I was expecting... ' ' I laughed asking 'are you disappointed then?' He grinned... 'Nono,I'm delighted... With everything" We chat on the way to the room, I can't remember what, but he was friendly, relaxed... We entered the room and his demeanour changed slightly.... I had planned to tease him a little by acting as if I wasn't sure why i was there, or what you had promised.... But he got in first with 'well I've only got you for an hour so let's see how this dress comes off'.... He stood me in front of the mirror and stood behind me... Watching as I undressed... His hands reaching round to grasp my tits.... Murmuring his approval.... Kissing my neck.... "I've been told you have a good mouth so we'll start with that shall we..." He strips and lies on the bed.... Amorist's mouth does its thing..... He's growling and moaning.... A big man, not like walrus, but like a bear..... He stands saying 'let's play a little game". My mind perks a little... Maybe something interesting? Unfortunately it was only, 'I'm going to fuck you and you are going to tell me how you want it". A little something dies inside and I smile and turn onto my hands and knees on the bed.... He fucks me... It's a bit awkward, he's a big man, but very average cock and I'm a small woman.... Anyway. I moan and grind and fuck and clench... He's cums.... We lie down... He wants to talk... He asks if I'm 'with you'.. He tells me about a place in Brighton where he wants to take me, to fuck me in front of you and others... We talk a little about this.. I add another woman in the mix, he likes the idea... He says ideally he would like me, another woman and 3 guys for an evening.... He asked me to use my 'magic mouth' again.... As I'm sucking he says 'whoever taught you to suck cock was a fucking genuis...' I stop and look up... 'I'm self taught' I reply, with a grin.... He then goes down on me,, he has some skills, but I'm not there with him... I writhe and moan... Then touch myself.. He says 'yes makes yourself cum while I watch....' He touch my nipples and fingers my cunt as I rub my clit... I can't remember if I orgasmed or not... And that disturbs me... I've never felt so detached on an attendance.... At one point he was fucking me.. I was on my back, head leaning over the edge of the bed, my hands stretched out against the wall... I opened my eyes and the blank wall was all I could see... I wasn't with my body at all..... So... I say I have to go... He says 'you could stay.... Why couldn't you?" I answer 'He said an hour'... 'Why would he know?' I lean over him, kissing his neck whispering into his ear, "because I tell him everything".... I smile... We dress he walks me out.... I say goodbye... I'm talking to you later, I tell you that I don't know if I came or not, as I just 'wasn't there'.... But that amorist the actress had faked well... You said you would keep that mail, that information until you needed him angry... Or..... This freaked.me out.. My own words used against me... A threat... I mailed 'be well S.........' The line crossed..... |
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So the trick is to strike first. If I've only got you for an hour, tell you I've got you for all night. He won't know until you talk to him afterward, by which time I've had you all night.  See, I pay attention. Learn something useful every day (or night).  But you can't remember if you came. That can't be good. It's bad enough when I can't tell if you came. But if you can't... I'm really having a bad night... and so are you.  Moral of the story: Maidens shouldn't fuck Bears that are still groggy from hibernation. The good news: nobody's ever confused me with a bear or a walrus.  Did I ever tell you how much I enjoy your writing?  
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Fascinating final twist; something hanging over you...
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You said contact you via your blog...so here I am. Read the "Bear" blog and amazed you hung around for the hour...needs to be fun for you too yes? To whit how about lunch at The Goodwood hotel followed some time soon followed by some fun in my room...all the while cogniscent of you having a good time =me having a good time..if only for an hour..or more if we are having fun! Let me know if you like the sound of...after a few chats if preferred. M
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pant pants
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