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Deborah had just come home from a night out with her girlfriends when the doorbell rang.
She had only had time to drink some water, go to the loo and get out of her heels for a second when she was forced up from the sofa again.
A little unsteady due to the unfamiliar feeling of walking barefoot after being in heels all evening she made her way into the hallway, her long red dress flowing around her legs. She opened the door and found George.
„Oh hello“ she greeted him, visibly surprised.
He took another step up the stairs that lead to her door and towered over her, his gaze intense.
„Hi, Deborah“ he greeted her and wrapped his hand around the back of her head a second before he kissed her hard.
She didn’t giggle herself out of it as usual, she stayed calm and caught her breath instead.
„You look like a prize“ he growled and looked her up and down.
„What are you doing here?“ she asked, still trying to adjust to the change of plans.
„Well, you didn’t call me when you separated from Maurice, so I thought I’d get over my pride and come over instead. Truth is, Deborah, I just can’t resist you, no matter how much you upset me“ he explained softly, he really didn’t seem unhappy at all.
„But George“ she was a little flabbergasted, „you moved to America. Why would I—”
„That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have travelled half the planet to come over at the first opportunity“
he argued with a smile and his voice faded into a whisper towards the end as he pulled her closer again and kissed her again, his arm around her back reaching down and grabbing her butt hard, his fingertips getting very close to her privates, making her squeal in the process.
”May I come in“ he asked and Deborah hesitated for a moment, trying to catch up with what she was about to do, then she nodded strongly and pulled him inside.
She had slept with so many men that were less attractive and attracted to her, she might as well gave some real fun.
„Please do“ she breathed and when the door had barely shut George pressed her against the wall and kissed her hard until she broke away and gasped for air for a second. She trembled for a moment and her hand lay flat against his chest. His hand wandered over her back and he effortlessly opened the zipper of her dress.
He grabbed her waist hard and explored her body, kissed her neck, making Deborah gasp and the strand of hair in her face was trembling as she exhaled shaky with excitement. George smiled at her and brushed the strand of hair out of her face, then he buried his hands in her hair, wrapping around her as he untangled her hair, letting countless hair pins fall down, while Deborah opened his flies and shirt.
„Oh dear god, it’s gotten so long“ he said as he let her hair fall down to her breasts.
„You look like a goddess, Deborah“ he breathed against her forehead and gathered her hair in his hand behind her, then he wrapped his hand around it and let it glide through his hand, enjoying its thickness and softness before it fell down again.
While parting her legs he gathered her up in his surprisingly strong arms and carried her slowly through the hallway and into the bedroom. He sat her down at the edge and she looked up to him with anticipation that was close to fear. He smiled at her and knelt down between her legs to kiss her again. When he broke off she smiled back at him.
After getting rid of tights, underwear, shoes, trousers and socks they lay on the bed next to one another, George fumbled between her legs with his hand, making her twitch and gasp so he had to follow her a little when she shifted around, which made him smile.
„I need to get you properly wet, I’ve been hard since you opened that door, Deborah“ he growled and dived between her legs to give her some cunnilingus.
Deborah had difficulties holding her legs open because she was so overwhelmed by the surprise sex which made it somehow more intense, and soon she felt all hot and sweaty. She was peeling her arm out of the dress and wanted to sit up to remove it but George stopped her.
„No, please wait, I’m already too turned on. When I see that painting of a body I will perish if I can’t have you immediately“
he explained sincerely and Deborah panted at his clit-rubbing action and let her head fall back.
„Take your shirt off then“ she said firmly and he smirked at her and did so.
He then lay atop of her between her spread legs and kissed her hard while his hand still mingled between her legs. It didn’t take too long until her body signalled that she was ready.
„Nice plump and wet, that’s it“ he caressed her temple surprisingly tenderly and Deborah moaned.
„Fuck me alright“ she gave frustratedly and George smirked.
„Oh Deborah you are a devil“ he said and pulled her up into a sitting position and opened her bra, then he pulled her dress over her head along with her bra and the next moment his hands were all over her body.
He got rid of his underwear and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Deborah looked between his legs and her eyes widened.
„What a baseball bat of a cock is that?“ she said flabbergasted and swallowed.
George grinned. „You’ve been missing out, darling“ he said and leant over her while Deborah’s eyes were still fixed between his legs.
He wanted to ask if she was still up to it when she drew her knees higher and spread her legs, whispering „fuck me“.
George grinned, then he set his cock at her entrance and watched her anticipating face. He pushed it in only a tiny bit so she could get used to the stretching.
She had smiled when he had gotten closer but when his cock went actually inside her, her mouth gaped open and shock spread over her face.
„Oh fuck, yes“ she groaned and closed her eyes for a second before she swallowed.
„Ok?“ George asked and she nodded hard, holding her legs on top her arms.
He leant over her with stretched arms and she watched his baseball bat vanish inside her. When it was halfway in she groaned a strangled „ahhh“ and hissed until the cock was all the way in.
„Oh god it’s so fucking big, what the hell“ she cried and George started to slowly move in and out of her. He stood in front of the bed and put his back into it, making her groan loudly every time he thrust himself into her again.
Soon her loud and throaty groans turned into screams and George increased his pace.
Deborah screamed raggedly when he pushed himself as deep into her as he could, and he paused and wanted to retreat, scared he might hurt her, but then she pulled him closer by his arm and screamed „yes“ and he continued to go back all the way in.
Her walls started to clench, making it even tighter for her and she screamed until waves of bliss washed over her through which she mostly just breathed while George had changed his pace to a more even and slow one. He patiently watched her convulse with her eyes closed and her back arched and enjoyed the soft, high-pitched moan that escaped her every now and then. With a long sigh she relaxed under him and he continued.
„You’re still there“ she said soaked in sweat and a little out of breath.
„Very much so“ he said and removed himself from her a little unwillingly.
„Should we try a different position?“ she whispered as she sat up with spread legs and grazed his jaw line before she put her tongue in his mouth.
„Standing up is often a little easier“ he admitted and with a seductiveness he didn’t know she had she got out of bed and made him walk backwards to the window.
„Oh you naughty girl“ George hissed and kissed her hard, and while they kissed she lifted her knee all the way so he could enter her again.
Her breath hatched when he did and she gripped him hard. Then he took her hard and fast and she clenched her walls and moaned loudly.
Occasionally he repositioned his hands, cupped her face or held onto her waist or shoulders again, massaged her body, until he was too carried away to do anything else. Eventually he came off, too, and thrust himself all the way inside her, making her gasp and shriek.