1. In the Name of Art - Part IV


    Date: 6/21/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: TheTravellingMan, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    The sounds of cutlery against crockery and the woosh of the coffee machine added to the hubbub of the busy café. Choosing to stay in bed rather than his usual run along the promenade, he waited patiently for their coffees. Harry needed this one, he still felt somewhat underpowered. To salve his conscience, it was not a case of being physical inactive, he was just getting a lot of exercise in a different way. He looked over at Penny at their table and they exchanged a smile. She was went back to pouring over her tablet, her black rimmed glasses revealed her studious, intelligent side. They were also the glasses she liked to wear as the ‘naughty secretary’ or the ‘dominating boss’. He felt that tingle of heat inside him as he indulged himself. He would describe her as insatiable and even after a long night of fucking her, she would still want him. There would there be the crafty blowjob in the shower or a hand-job as he stirred semi-awake sporting his morning glory. Even if she were sore, she would stiffen him up and demand her arse had his attention instead. The barista completing their order prompted his train of thought onto more pressing matters. “Oh you’re a star.” Harry gently placed her cappuccino onto the table along with four rounds of toast. His macchiato looked very appealing as he took his seat. She flipped the cover over her tablet and looked at him directly. “So, I have some news for you,” offered Penny. “Oh, what’s that?” “Well, Lisa says Hi,” interspersing that ...
    statement with a beaming smile. “Also, I have a commission for us, you and me.” Harry didn’t know whether to smile, blush or do both – he did both. Watching his predicament, Penny giggled. “Harry, I thought I could wear you down quite well enough on my own. You were an animal that night.” That statement was not doing much to ease his flushed skin. “Pen, you’re all I want, more than enough.” There was that smile from her, that kind of contented smile from her that he wanted to see every day. “Harry, there are defining moments in everyone’s life. Everybody has them and everyone can relate that those moments shaped the rest of their lives. Do you feel that?” Delivered in quieter, more hushed tones than her ebullient self, it set the seriousness of this particular discourse. She was hoping for more than a shrug and he looked up from his coffee to see that her expression politely requested a considered answer. He paused for a moment, she deserved nothing except the best from him, and nothing else was acceptable. “I feel something too, y’know after that night.” He needed to play for time a little and took a sip from his coffee. She was instinctively right with her statement, that night at the Berlin Cabaret had changed everything. it was a life-defining moment on which everything now balanced. Penny was always insatiable yet such was the power of that experience, they had fucked almost non-stop ever since. It wasn’t just that, there was something more. It wasn’t just that as good ...
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