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  The orgasm took possession of her and her whole body seemed to swell and open and suck in the tongue. When it was over the three lay breathless intertwined. Clive closed his eyes and his breathing became shallow. He was drifting towards sleep.

  “You’re a helluva woman, Val,” said Emily. “You sure turned me on.”

  “I didn’t do it with a woman….ever,” said Val.

  “Don’t know why. You shoulda. I could eat you till Christmas. Oh, my God, I can taste you now.”

  Val staggered back to her room at 3 a.m. exhausted. She wondered what had released this sudden will to fuck. She had been faithful for twelve long years whatever else went on between Jack and her. She fell asleep with her clothes on, lying across the bed.

  Next morning she sat through two long plenary sessions of the conference. She had her laptop, notebook and a pen between her teeth. She slumped down in her seat near the back of the hall. They were comfortable cinema style seats and Val feared she could be lulled to sleep. Val closed her eyes and thought about last night. She had seen Clive in the morning as she went into the lecture hall. He had kissed her on the cheek warmly and said, “See you later.”

  Val moved through the sea of participants in the conference. In the foyer they mingled, greeting each other. People introduced people. There was an excitement and a buzz going round as they moved slowly into the lecture hall and found their seats.

  Val lunched alone by choice. She had a lot to think about. She kept thinking about the night before. She pictured Clive eating her pussy then Emily doing the same. She wondered if she was a lesbian. In the afternoon someone from Goldman Sacks was droning on about the money market and the effect of the internet on the movement of capital. Val stirred in her seat, irritated. Christ! She knew all this. This was nothing new. Eventually, Val slipped out of the hall and went to her room. She changed into a shorts and a T shirt and headed for the hotel gym.

  The gym proved to be a little airless room with a couple of walking machines. Val walked for five minutes and got bored with that. Through a misted up glass door she could see a pool so she went upstairs to her room and grabbed her swimming costume. When she pushed through the glass door the place was deserted. Val dived in and swam a few lengths. She was startled on her seventh length of the pool to see a black guy wearing all white standing watching her.

  She stopped at the end of the pool, holding the rail to get her breath back. The guy strolled over and squatted down to talk to her. “Ran out of the conference, did you?” he grinned.

  Val looked up at him. “I know. Couldn’t take any more. Too boring.”

  “Well, you’re better off here.” He said. He extended his hand to her. “Mike.” He said.

  Val shook his hand and said her name. “Can I get a towel, Mike?”

  “Two. Three. If you want” He said. “One thing we got is towels.” He turned and went back to what she thought was maybe his office. Val climbed out and went over to the doorway and he gave her one. The office turned out to be a towel storage room with a tiny desk shoved into the corner. Mike was fit as hell, she thought. His white T shirt bulged over his chest and arms.

  “I think I had enough.” Val said.

  “So your conference wasn’t so great, huh.” Mike said.

  “Old stuff. Heard it all before. I’m surprised, they sold it as a cutting edge occasion. The internet isn’t new anymore.”

  Mike laughed. “I would think not.”

  Val looked at this handsome muscular guy and was suddenly aware she was only wearing one garment; her swimming costume. “What do you do, Mike?’

  “Actually, I’m getting my masters in bio chemistry. I do this make a bit of money.” He said.

  “You sure look fit, though. Do you swim?’ she asked.

  “Not really. I’m a gym rat, though. Good gym at the university. I’m up there quite a lot” He said.

  Then Val did something that shocked her. She reached out and touched his arm. “Sure are fit, Mike,” she said.

  Mike shifted awkwardly, looking away. Then he looked her in the eyes and stepped a little closer. “You on your own?” he asked.

  “Yes. On my own. Made some friends last night, though. Now I’m paying the price. We drank a couple of bottles of wine,” she laughed. She could feel the heat from his body. He was younger than her and incredibly handsome. His white teeth gleamed as he smiled. He reached out a hand and touched her arm. Electricity ran through Val’s body.

  “You’re pretty fit, though,” he said, quietly.

  Val bunched up her bicep, laughing. “Oh, yeah, right! Not like you, though.”

  Mike turned and shut the door to the little room. He turned back to her.

  “Take your swimming costume off,” he said quietly. And with one movement he kicked off his sandals and stripped off his t shirt. Val held her breath. I could run screaming out of here, she thought. Or I could stay and see what happens.

  “oh, like that, is it?” she said.

  Mike nodded slowly. “Just like that.”

  So Val stripped off her costume quickly and stood naked in front of him. Now what, she thought. Mike stepped close and kissed her. His hard body closed with her. She put her hands on his back and could feel the hardness of his muscles. His hand went down to her cunt and touched her. He was ever so gentle but his fingers slid into her and she was already wet. He eased his fingers over the nub in her clitoris and she shuddered quickly with the electricity he generated.

  She could feel his cock, already erect inside his shorts, pressing on her stomach.

  He pushed his tongue inside her mouth. Val opened her mouth. Give me that, I want it. His hand moved down from her clitoris and a finger pushed inside her cunt.

  “Wow, you’re wet,” he murmured.

  “Funny that, Mike. I am, aren’t I?” She said and pulled him close again, kissing him. She wanted him to fuck her now. Badly. She loved the slabs of muscle on his body. His other hand had found her breasts and was playing and pulling at her nipple.

  Then Val disentangled herself and went down on her knees. She was careful to kiss his belly button on the way down. God! I want that skin on my skin, she thought. Her hands felt his thighs, solid flesh, they were. She pulled his shorts down slowly. His cock was ebony black and solid as a rock. Val took it in her hands, massaging it.

  Then she licked the tip of his cock where a bead of moisture hung. She loved the taste of him the sweet smell of cock and a little sweat. She swallowed the cockhead, sucking it into her mouth. She heard Mike’s sharp intake of breath. His hand settled softly on her head.

  “Baby…” he murmured. His hips moved and Val rode the movement taking another inch of his cock into her mouth. “Fuck, yeah,” he whispered. Val’s hands went round the back of his ass, one hand slipping into his crack. The other hand pulled the shorts right down to the floor. Val wanted his meat so badly. So he was a young guy on the loose. She didn’t care. She took another inch or two of his cock into her mouth. Her tongue roamed round the cock head, licking and licking.

  She took his cock out of her mouth and licked down the shaft to his balls. Wrapped her lips round each ball one after the other while her fingers gently moved the skin of his cock up and down. His cock felt hot to her. She took it in her mouth again and started sucking in earnest. This time she took him all the way in to the back of her throat. Her fingers wrapped his balls. Val was on her knees giving everything to a stranger. But she felt powerful. She felt in control. She could do what she wanted with this man. She slid a finger in his crack and found his anus. She pushed her finger in, fucking him. Now she had his whole cock buried in her mouth. You going to do what I want, she thought. You are mine, she thought. All mine.

  “You do that…I’m going to…” Mike stuttered.

  Val shook her head slightly, even with his cock in her mouth. She didn’t want to stop. She wasn’t going to stop. She was going to take it all. Her sucking deepened and she had her nose buried in his wiry bush. She felt his balls pulse.
She pushed the finger up his ass another inch. His thighs quivered as if they might collapse.

  She felt his cock give a galvanic jerk in her mouth and she held on as the first spurt of come went down her throat. She swallowed frantically. She knew there was plenty where that came from. The semen accelerated from his balls and up his cock and burst into her throat. Val swallowed and swallowed, pulling him into her. She was not going to let go. It went on and on until finally it stopped.

  His cock slipped out of her mouth. “How was that?” she smiled.

  “Fuck, yeah,” Mike said. He lifted her up with one movement and swung her round so her butt was on his desk. He shoved her thighs apart. His cockhead, still slick and gleaming from her saliva, nudged at her wet pussy. He eased her legs open some more. Val put her arms round his neck and pulled him close. He shoved his cock into her.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes.”

  This ball of muscle, this fine-tuned athlete is going to fuck me, Val thought. Give it to me, give it to me. One hand went down between their bodies, slick with sweat, and she grasped his balls.

  “You got more?” she teased, smiling.

  Oh, yeah,” he said. His cock buried itself all the way up her. She could feel the solid length of it. Her cunt closed round it like a fist and held on. His body slammed against her, his cock ramming into her. She held his balls and then slid her fingers up to her clitoris. His body banged against her hand but she touched herself there and a flare of electricity ran through her body.

  Val took her hand away and he buried himself into her. Now she could feel her orgasm building.

  “You got it? He asked, breathlessly.

  She nodded against his shoulder. Then she came, her pussy flooded with her juices as her hips thrust forward and he came, too. Her body convulsed as the rays sped out from her cunt up into her body. She shuddered as her orgasm gripped her. He pumped his load into her with a cry from deep in his throat. They clung to each other, wrung out with exhaustion.

  Then he slipped out of her, staggering slightly as his thighs gave way. He threw a towel at her and turned to the door. He peeped out.

  Two elderly ladies were doing exercises in the shallow end. “Is it alright? “said one. “We’re doing our exercises.”

  Mike said, ‘Fine, go right ahead.”

  Val went up to her room and crept under the covers of her bed and slept.

  She was awakened at 9 o’clock that evening by a knock at the door. She padded over to the door wearing only her underwear. It was Emily. Val hesitated, then thought, oh, who cares and she let Emily in and padded back to her bed. Emily crossed the room and climbed in the bed with Val.

  “You OK?” Emily asked.

  “Oh, yes. Just tired from last night,” Val said.

  Emily wriggled out of her clothes in the bed – a skill Val admired. When she was naked she snuggled close to Val and started to suck her breasts like a baby. Val felt the familiar tug in her pussy. Except this was a woman and not a man. It was strange to feel that familiar current through her. Suddenly, Emily sat up.

  “You smell of sex!” she said. “Have you been with somebody?”

  “Of course not,” Val lied.

  Emily bent to Val’s breast again and licked her, sniffing her skin. “I don’t believe you,” she said.

  “OK,” sighed Val, “I fucked the pool guy.

  “You what? Not that gorgeous hunk down there? I had my eye on him from the getgo. You mad insatiable woman, you.”

  Emily slid down Val’s body. Her tiny body slithered against Val. She placed the heel of her hand on Val’s bush. Her head lowered towards Val’s pussy lips. Val put a hand on her head.

  “Don’t. Emily. I’m ashamed to say he fucked me in little office place with all the towels. I’m running with his…” Val stopped. She couldn’t say it.

  “Come?” asked Emily brightly. “Oooh, goody.” And Emily dived down on Val pushing her tongue straight between the pussy lips. Christ, that’s good, thought Val. Emily came up again.

  “I can taste it. I looove it,” she said, her voice a husky sensuous growl.

  Val fell back on the pillow, opened her legs.

  Emily dived into her again, voraciously eating Val’s pussy. Her tongue was a supple viper licking and licking and fucking up and dividing Val’s labia. Val started to come, grabbed Emily by the hair, crammed her face into her cunt. Val was shaken to the core. No man had gone down on her like this. Her orgasm shuddered from the nub of her clitoris round and down into her cunt. Her juices flowed and Emily lapped them up.

  Val finished, breathing hard. Emily came up for air, her mouth wet. “My God, I can taste his come!” she said. Val drew her close and kissed her, pushing her tongue deep into Emily’s mouth. They came apart.

  “Can you taste it?” asked Emily. Val nodded.

  “OK. We’ll get him up here and both fuck him, “said Emily. “Maybe Clive will fuck him, too. He likes a piece of ass on occasions.”

  Later they snuggled together with Emily’s careless hand between Val’s thighs.

  “So where you come from?” asked Emily.

  “Boston,” said Val.

  “You’ve come a long way,” said Emily.

  “Yes. I sure have come a long way,” said Val emphatically. And she thought to herself, Yes, I have come a long way and I’m never going back

  THE END