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Across the table from one another the next morning, over coffee, Ursula surprised Charlie when she opened a dialog by saying:
"You've ruined my life you know."
"Oh really. How so?"
"Before last night I was a simple career girl, with nothing but modeling on her mind and now I'm afraid I'm just a sex maniac who can't think of anything but getting laid."
"I'm sorry, what can I do to make it up to you?"
"Well... in the short term you could take me next door and fuck me until I scream for mercy. In the longer term, I'll have to think about it."
"I have certainly heard you scream, but I don't think it was mercy you were screaming for."
She stood up, reached her hand out to him and said, "Let's take care of the short term problem right now."
They walked hand in hand down the hallway to the bedroom and stood facing one another. Charlie had just put on his boxers before going to breakfast and Ursula had on a white terrycloth robe.
She reached out, took his shorts and pulled them down, exposing his tumescent dick.
He stepped out of his boxers and she said, "Well, I see we have some work to do here."
"You can certainly help."
"Will this help? She asked as she untied her robe and let it fall to the floor.
"That's a real good first step." he said, admiring her body in the full light of day for the first time. The early morning light streaming in through the window gave her body great form and clarity. Her nipples, perched atop those two small, but perfectly formed breasts were an inspiration and the sight of them began to bring his cock to life. He thought he saw a glint of moisture off her neatly trimmed bush. A bush which bore testimony to the fact that she was, in fact, a blonde through and through.
She stood with her feet spread, her hands on her hips, in an almost defiant pose.
"See anything you like,sailor."
"I see lots that I like," he said approaching her and putting both hands over her breasts. He gently squeezed her tits and teased her nipples with his thumbs.
She responded by stroking his cock which was now hard and getting harder.
He slid one hand down between her legs and and confirmed she was wet with excitement. He easily slipped his middle finger into her pussy and curled it up in search of of the elusive G spot. At the same time he stroked her clit with his thumb.
"Ohmigod," she screamed and orgasmed all over his hand. "Fuck me Charlie. Fuck me right now! Stick that big black stick of yours in my hot little cunt." She was no longer shy about using street slang, as she understood it, and had given up any pretence of refinement.
Her language excited him and he pushed her against a wall, forced her legs open and jammed his cock into her, hard. She gasped at the suddenness of his intrusion, then threw her arms around his neck kissed him, her tongue searching out his. She groaned at each thrust of his cock. Charlie was not as gentle as he had been earlier.
She liked this new Charlie and she dug her nails into his rear end and pulled him in deeper.
She felt his cock fill her up and she groaned at the sensation. She gasped as he withdrew part way. Then the void was filled again and the process repeated. And repeated. And repeated.
"Oh, Charlie," she moaned. "That feels so good. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me hard."
Charlie quickened his pace and with every stroke she became more and more excited. Ursula sensed that he was getting close. She orgazmed two, maybe three times before, with a grunt and a final deep thrust, he shot his wad deep in her womb. She screamed her approval and she felt the slippery mess of their combined nectar run down the inside of her legs.
She went limp and he had to hold her upright until regained her equilibrium.
"Wham, bam, thank you ma'am!" She quipped. "You don't mess around, do you?"
"Well I thought you were in urgent need," He said.
"I was, and thank you for prompt response in my hour of need."
"It was my pleasure."
She kissed him again, long and hard. "I'm glad I went with the hardwood floors instead of carpeting," she laughed. It will make it a little easier to clean up."
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