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5 Tony Who? (Part 3)





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Tony Who? (Part 1)
Tony Who? (Part 2)

Before he could say a word, Bria stepped inside and pulled his head down to hers in a long kiss, running her hands over his muscled chest. Groaning he closed the door behind her. Pushing her against the door, his hands traveled leisurely over her breasts and down past her waist until his hand came to the tied bow at her dress. With a slight tug of his wrists the wrap dress fell open. Moaning his appreciation, Michael pushed it off of Bria’s shoulders to the floor. Taking a step back, he looked at Bria’s petite body covered only by the red lace boy shorts and bra. “Damn, good things do come in small packages. You are so sexy mami,” he whispered.

Bending down to nibble and bite at her stomach, Michael slipped his hands underneath her underwear to grab handfuls of her ass, slowly pulling her underwear down. On his knees, he first placed one of her legs over his shoulder, then the other leg on his other shoulder, leaving her heels on, until she was sitting with his face between her pussy.

“Hold on tight,” he grinned up at her.

“Michael…..”

Sliding her back against the wall, he slowly stood up until he was in a standing position. He began to eat and lick her pussy until her head fell back and she let out a high pitched scream. Grabbing his head, Bria did as she was told and hung on for dear life.

If possible, Bria became even wetter as Michael’s tongue gave her a slow, deep fuck. With his tongue inside, he continued to move it like he was searching for something of great value and wasn’t going to stop until he found it. Pulling back he gently sucked and massaged the inner lips of her pussy with soft suctioning motions, then moved his tongue around the base of her clit. He had found the spot last night, and it had driven her crazy.

By now Bria, was damn near trying to smother him the way she began pushing his face closer to her pussy. Wetting his finger, from the juices running out of her, Michael gently inserted his finger in her ass, while simultaneously flicking his tongue around her clit then firmly sucking on it. He kept this up until she began trembling from the force of her forthcoming orgasm.

“Oh Fuck!!!...” Bria screamed. Cum began to flow out of her like it was a faucet. Michael licked and swallowed until every drop. Damn, she tasted good.

Finally, he carefully put her down until her feet were touching the floor. Leaning down, he kissed her wetly, letting her taste how sweet was, which she did eagerly.

Moaning, Michael walked Bria back with him while still hungrily kissing her. Breaking the kiss, he turned her around and leaned her over the table by the wall and spread her legs

Unzipping his jeans, he pushed them down to his ankles and growled at her in a voice full of need, “You might want to hold on tight...again ”, right before he plunged his full length into her to the hilt. Throwing his head back he groaned his pleasure. Shit, this pussy is so tight.

Bria almost passed out from ecstasy as he began to fuck her deep and hard and fast. He wasn’t gentle, but then again, she didn’t want him to be right now. Squeezing the muscles in her pussy, she tightened up even more. Grabbing her hair, he continued to circle his hips back and forth as he fucked her, trying to get as deep as he could. With his other hand, he smacked her ass hard. Bria screamed from the slight sting, but it increased her pleasure even more, and before she knew it, she was cumming again. Feeling the contraction around his dick, Michael let out a loud series of grunts as he came.

They continued fucking for almost another hour in different positions before they ended up on the bed trying to catch their breath from the furious sex session.

Pulling Bria to him, Michael held her as she nodded off. Wherever this thing with them led, one thing he knew for sure; he wasn’t going to share her with anyone else. She was definitely going to have to get rid of her so called man. Now.

As she stirred almost half an hour later, Bria turned her head to find Michael staring at her.

“Whats wrong?” she asked.

“Nothing's wrong, baby. Just watching you sleep….and also thinking about how hungry I suddenly am,” he said with a grin. “What would you like to order from room service?”

“What time is it?” Looking out the window, she noticed that the sun was beginning to set.

“Almost 6. Why?”

“Shit.” Leaning over to give him a quick kiss, Bria jumped up. “I was intending to tell you when I first got here, but something distracted me,” she told him with a sexy smile as she hurriedly pulled on her clothes. “I forgot that I have to go to a birthday party, and believe me if I could get out of it I would.”

Just then her phone rang. Seeing that it was Tony she gestured to Michael to be quiet. “Yes, Tony?”

...to be continued...
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2 Tony Who? (Part 2)



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Stepping out of the shower and drying off, Bria threw on a pair of blue jean short shorts and baby tee so that she could spruce up the place.

The phone rang a couple of hours later, and after looking at the caller ID, Bria picked up the phone, frowning, when she saw it was Tony.

"Hello," she answered.

"What's up babe? Are you feeling better? I tried to call you last night, but the phone just rang."

Probably because Michael had unplugged it after about the 5th call, Bria thought to herself. "I told you I was going to take something for my stomach and then go to bed. I didn't even hear the phone." Damn, I'm getting a little bit too good at lying.

"Oh, ok. Well don't forget about Sharon’s surprise party tonight. Mark is about to go crazy thinking that something’s gonna go wrong...I’ll just be glad when the whole thing is over with so he can stop bugging the hell out of me and Ty. I guess I’ll pick you up around 6:30. Mark wants to make sure everyone is there well in advance before Sharon gets there."

Oh shit, I forgot about the damn party! "That’s right," Bria said with forced interest in her voice. "The party is tonight...ummm...yeah that’s fine."

"Ok babe, see ya then."

After she'd hung up the phone, Bria hurriedly found the number to the hotel that Michael had left for her, and called his room.

"Hello," he answered.

Bria's heart sped up at the sound of this voice. He had to have one of the sexiest voices she'd ever heard.

"Hi. It's me."

"Hello me." Michael's voice lowered into an even sexier tone. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," Bria squeaked out. Rolling her eyes and clearing her throat, she asked in a stronger voice, "How are you?"

"Oh I'm great." Pausing, he then asked, "Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

With her heart speeding up even more, Bria could feel her pussy getting moist thinking about last night. "Very much."

"Good. How fast can you come to my hotel?"

By the way he murmured those words, Bria knew that he was ready to continue where they left off last night. Looking at the clock, Bria saw that she’d have at least a good 3 or 4 hours to be with him before she’d have to come back home and get ready for the party. Her pussy downright wet now, Bria told him, "I'll be there in about 20 minutes."

Bria hurriedly rushed to the bathroom and took a quick shower. After rubbing her body with scented lotion, she slipped on a pair of red lace boy shorts with a matching lace bra, smiling to herself when she pictured what Michael’s reaction would be. After putting on a short wrap dress and heels, Bria left her house and headed to the hotel.

***********

Michael had just stepped out of the shower and pulled on a pair of jeans that he left unsnapped. When he heard the knock at the front door, he grabbed a long sleeved white shirt and threw it on as he headed towards the door.

Bria had raised her hand again, prepared to knock again when the door swung open. It literally took her breath away at how incredibly sexy he was. As her eyes traveled down his chest to his jeans, Bria’s eyes became large when she saw the outline of his erection through the material.......

...to be continued...
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3 Tony Who?



...not Tony


Saturday morning........

Bria stretched her naked body under the covers and purred a sigh of utter contentment. She had never felt more satisfied in her life. With eyes still closed, she savored the subtle soreness from parts of her body that let her know she had been thoroughly fucked... and fucked well.

Turning her head to look at the now empty space beside her, she picked up the folded piece of paper that was lying on the pillow.

'You were sleeping so peacefully that I didn't want to wake you. I called my car to take me back to the hotel to shower and change. I’ll call you in a couple of hours.'
PS If you're smiling right about now, that means I did what I needed to do..'

Baby, you did your job and then some, Bria thought to herself with another smile.

Finally working up the strength to get up and take a quick shower, Bria went to the bathroom to turn the water on. After she had adjusted it to a comfortable temperature, she stepped under the shower and let the water run over her body.

Closing her eyes, the marathon sex that she and Michael had experienced last night flashed through her mind. The pictures were so vivid that she could almost feel his dick as she slid down on him and rode him for all she was worth. She had squeezed and primed that dick with every twist and circle of her hips. He may have had her damn near speaking in tongue, but she held her own as well. By the time they'd finished, there was no question that she’d done the damn thing and given him the business. He was moaning and screaming and cursing about as loud as she by the time they fell asleep from pure exhaustion. The way he'd made her feel, Tony had never.....

Damn. What was she going to do about Tony? She was sure he was wondering what in the hell was going on the way she had rushed him out of the door last night. They had been together for a while, but lately… Coming out of her daze, Bria shook her head..... She'd deal with Tony later. Right now she was dick whipped and planned on getting a lot more of it before Michael left tomorrow.


*to be continued*
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