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Comes and goes... Sad, anyway...
AMANDA

WARNING: English is NOT my first language – I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature.
So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else.
I also need to mention that the story is true, depicting my personal memory.

I am in my mid twenties, freshly divorced, and somewhat sad...
In fact, I'm just wondering who the heck can really be happy after divorcing a woman/man that he/she has initially fallen in love with, like crazy, to realize afterwards, in just a few months, what a huge mistake he/she has made...

A good friend of mine has dragged me at the mountains, where he has made me take hundreds of shots, including various landscapes...
Both, his wife and himself, have really tried hard to cheer me up a little, but, unfortunately, with no effect...

Now, since we are back home, he keeps on calling me at various hours, asking me to have the pictures that we've had made at the mountains...
Finally, one afternoon, a few days afterwards, I just remember, grab the bag with the bunch of films, and take it to the photo studio in the neighborhood.

There, a young and good looking girl, in her very early twenties, receives me, and, suddenly, looks at me as hypnotized...
She's looking at me so intense, that I start wondering if I have any dirt on my face, my hair, or whatever is wrong with me...
She's practically and for real looking at me with her mouth opened...

I smile at her, say hi, and, finally, she recomposes herself, smiles – but a real smile, not just the usual professional smile – than asks me how she can help me.

I show her the rolls of film, and kindly ask her to develop them first, and make some sample pictures, so that I can see and make my choices.
Gosh! Today, you just take a picture, and you immediately can see if it's worth keeping it, or not...

She prepares her records, makes the calculation, but it takes her huge amounts of time, since, instead of looking at her papers, she's more preoccupied to look and smile at me...

Honestly, I am somewhat embarrassed, but, finally, I remember that I'm a man, that I've used to be a fucker, and that, in fact, the world cannot be over, just because I have divorced...

Therefore, I just beg her to take care of my rolls of film, since a very good friend of mine and his wife are really anxious to see them...
Normally, the order takes three days, but the young lady keeps on showing me her white beautiful teeth, and tells me that, if I really am in a hurry, she will arrange to have everything ready until the time they close the studio, which is at eight in the evening...

Now, of course you know my name by now, since you've had to fill the bill, but, err, can you please tell me yours?
We shake hands, she's Amanda.
“Now, Amanda, since you are making to me such a great favor, what would you say if, tonight, after you close, I just come and take you to the terrace in the neighborhood – we make a choice about the photos, we grab something to eat, we drink a beer”...

She jumps.
“Gosh! I'd love to, but... first I need the permission of my mother”...

It's my turn to jump – is she a high school kid, or something?!?
Anyway, she just adds that, until the evening, she'll have time to call her mother and ask for permission...

I'm already starting to regret the fact that I have launched the invitation...

The way she looks at me, just like a puppy, the fact that she needs to ask for permission...
What the heck can be wrong with this girl?!?

At five minutes to eight, I'm in front of the studio, but the door is already locked...
I look again at my wrist watch. No, the time is right. What the heck?!?

Suddenly, I observe through the large window a light switching off somewhere in the back of the studio.
So, I just decide to wait.
Finally, Amanda comes in front, with a large envelope in her hand, and immediately sees me, and waves her hand at me, than makes me the sign to wait...

She keeps herself busy with some keys, than takes her purse and the large envelope, and out she is.
While locking the door of the studio, she explains that today she has closed at seven thirty.

The technical stuff is leaving at six, including her boss, but, normally, she keeps the studio open until eight o'clock, than, since she has to fulfill various additional tasks, she needs to stay for another, at least, half of an hour...

Just to say something, I just ask:
“... Err, and have you obtained the permission of your mommy?”...
As you can notice, I've mentioned mommy, not mother... I just feel like mocking a little...

She doesn't seem to notice, she just confirms.
She hands me the envelope:
“I haven't asked you to sign in the register, but I presume that you will be gentleman enough to do not come tomorrow and ask me for the films and the samples again!” Than she bursts into laughter...

We go at the terrace, and order some food and some beers.

The girl is blond, with blue eyes, with a very good looking face, some really impressive boobs, and hips that are just good to be maneuvered on a dick – in this case, my dick.
About the legs, I cannot say too much, since she's wearing some darn large trousers.
She's not too tall, but she's trying to compensate, wearing a pair of very high heeled sandals...

I haven't had sex for more than ten days, when a dear and old fuck buddy of mine has taken care to squeeze my balls dry, so that my dick is now really very attentive at every detail concerning Amanda...

Fact is that today evening I was intending to, either invite my old fuck buddy at my place, either to pay her a visit...
Now, this young lady is somehow interfering with my plans...
Anyway, I'm the only one to put the blame on...
Before the food arrives, we start sorting the photos. In spite of her youth, the girl seems to know quite a bit about various technicalities regarding taking photos – anyway, much more than me, so that she starts telling me lots of shit that I never listen to, or read about...

With, or without knowledge, I don't know how come, but I almost always have the luck to take good photos.
So, I just don't care...
Probably my clumsiness is compensated by the very high quality of the camera... I don't know...

After we finish the selection, which, to my surprise, takes us much less time than I have expected, Amanda puts everything back in the envelope and hands it to me.
I thank her very much for her precious professional help, than put the darn envelope on one of the additional chairs from the table.

Very careful, Amanda takes immediately her purse, and puts it beside the envelope, since she wants to make sure that I don't forget the envelope at the terrace...

Gosh! As if it would have happened, I just couldn't come the second day and ask the waiters about it...

I take the initiative and start asking Amanda various questions.
So, I find out that she has lost her father when she was only fifteen, that her mother has a heart problem, and this is why she behaves like she does, since she loves her mother so much and she doesn't want her to worry...

Until not a very long time ago, she's been engaged to a guy who has broken her heart, since she's caught him red handed, with a brunette in his bed, and, after they've broken up their engagement, she's got the big surprise to find out that she was knocked up, so that she's had to have an illegal abortion, and, furthermore, she has had to keep it secret from her mother too...

“Well, Amanda, it seems that your life, lately, has really proved to be a mess”...

She makes a sad face, for a moment, than grabs the beer, smiles at me and just says:
“Well, let's have a beer!”...

I just feel that I also have to give her a few details about me, my marriage, the divorce...

She just looks at me, and with a soft voice, reproduces my phrase:
“It seems that your life, also, has been a mess lately”...

I just order for another beer, that comes, finally, with the food that we've ordered...

At around eleven, I just lead the lady to a taxi, than hurry home, with the envelope in my hand.
I make a call to my fuck buddy.
She's already in her pajamas, but she won't have nothing against the idea of taking it off for me...
I hurry to a taxi, and I'm gone...

The second day, in the afternoon, I take the envelope and bring it to the studio.
Amanda is all sugar and homey, thanking me sooooo much for the last evening, so that I feel obliged to ask her if she wouldn't mind if I invited her this evening again, but starting with eight thirty, so that I wouldn't interfere with her normal schedule.

Of course the same scenario, with asking for mother's permission, but now I can understand why...
This time I remember to ask her if she likes music – she adores it, so that my schedule for the following evening is already fixed...
She even forgets to mention that she needs her mother's permission!...

This time, I put some money into the hand of the taxi driver – the trip and the tip, since I know too well that this girl cannot afford to go home by taxi every night, and I don't want to get her into who knows what financial problems...

The following day, I just take Amanda and bring her at my place.
The whiskey is on the table, the glasses are ready to be filled, so that I just let the music sound...
In spite of the fact that I'm not really in the mood, I dance with Amanda for a while, including some blues...
I can feel the tremor in her spine – she's probably had no sex at all after the darn abortion...

I just caress her back a little, and a little bit her beautiful blond hair, than I gently grab her chin and give her a light kiss.
She sighs – it's clear that she wants some more, but, a simple calculation makes me realize that we only have left maximum one hour, and I don't want our first fuck to be done in a rush.

I just explain all this to Amanda, she agrees, than suggests that she can tell her mother about the birth day of I don't know what friend of hers, so that she can be at my place on Saturday evening and stay until Sunday...
That's another story!

I lead her to the taxi, pay the driver, than, after a minute, I just jump in another taxi and go to my dear fuck buddy to see, again, how she takes off her pajamas for me.
She knows that I shall be coming, so that she's expecting me, freshly showered, and only with a bath robe on her...

She keeps on asking me about this new girl, especially now, since her expert nose has immediately sensed the scent of the perfume of Amanda...
I just decide to break the golden rule, and tell her about the other...
She's just smoking and sipping from her glass of wine, listening to my story.
When I finish, she just grabs me by my hands, looks me deep into my eyes, and tells me:

“Ovid, now you're hurt. You are passing a darn period, when, believe me or not, your sentimental balance is not too precise...
If you want to fuck this chick's brains out, good! No problem! The only thing that you need to run away from, is not to fall, sentimentally. Got it?”

I just unbuckle my belt, unzip my trousers, push them down to my ankles together with my shorts, grab her head and make her suck my dick:
“Not as long as I have you! You are now my balance, my guide, my relief”...

Saturday evening, Amanda is at my door, with a bottle of something.
“Here! I couldn't have left home without this. A birthday needs a present. My mother is not stupid!”...

I've started the ambient music the moment that I've heard the door bell, so I just invite Amanda, and, gently but firmly, I start unbuttoning her blouse.
She's trembling, for real...
I unclasp her bra, letting go a nice pair of boobs, a little bit too large if it is after me, but she's also got real nice already hard nipples.
I cannot stop myself, and gently pinch one of them. She jumps, taking a step back, but I bring her back.
Unzipping her skirt is peace of cake, than I gently push her on the bed and let her panties go, on a pile, on a tabourette, together with the rest of her clothes...

Than, I just help her raise, and show her to the arm chair, helping her to sit.
She's a bit bewildered by my behavior – she was probably expecting me to jump at her, start kissing or fucking her fiercely...

I just turn around, and beside another tabourette, I just strip, than turn around, letting her see my front.
My dick is already semi erect, and she surely measures it.
Than, I sit on the arm chair, open a bottle of wine, pour in the glasses, say cheers, and sip...
I can see that the hand with which she's holding the glass is trembling...

After ten minutes, or even more, I wave to her to come to me.
She comes in front of me, and, gently, I just bend and start kissing her belly.
I than start giving it flicks with my tongue, until I reach the hole of her belly button.
I concentrate licking that area.
She's practically loosing her balance, and puts her hands on my head.

I gently make her part her legs with my right hand, while still licking her belly button, than I slowly caress her inner thigh for a moment.
The following move is to reach at her clit. She's trembling harder.
I gently part her labia with two fingers, and, sensing how wet she is already, I just slowly insert them in her vagina, until my thumb reaches her clit.

I can hear that she's breathing hard, real hard, when I start caressing her clit with my thumb, while my left hand is already up at her right nipple, and my index and thumb are just twisting it from left to right and vice-versa...

I slowly start flexing my two fingers inside her vagina, in the mean time pushing upwards a little, to make sure that my fingers are entirely in...

She suddenly starts shivering, but meanwhile also loses her balance, and practically falls on my knee.
I can still manage to keep my two fingers inside her cunt, but now I can attack with my lips and tongue her neck, her ear, and she's just jumping, trying to come back from the peak of her orgasm...

I gently take away my two fingers from inside her, and, nice and easy, I bring my hand in front of her nose, letting her smell her own scent, than touch her lips, part them, and introduce the two fingers inside her mouth.
She's clearly bewildered, so that I just whisper in her ear:
“Lick them!”

She wants to say something, but she cannot, since my fingers are in her mouth...
Finally, she gives up and starts licking them, but she's clearly not very convinced.

I whisper again:
“Now, suck them!”

This time, she doesn't try to protest – she just does what I've requested.
After a minute, I take out my fingers from her mouth, and, somewhat forcibly, I make her mouth come close to mine.
I kiss her with some kind of fury and excitation.

Now, at kissing is another story.
She clearly knows how to do it and she clearly enjoys...
We kiss each other with furious determination for more than ten minutes, but, honestly, I enjoy every moment, and I'm sure that she's enjoying it too...

I gently stop, giving her a short kiss on the tip of her nose, than I whisper, again, in her ear:
“Now, honey, the bed is expecting us”...

I simply take her in my arms, making her jump and cry out a little, than I take her and put her on the bed.
In a split of a second, I'm already between her legs, helping her keep them up in the air, and, without any other foreplay, I just stick my dick in her cunt.
Her juices and my precum help me insert it deep, deep, deepest, until I can feel my balls touching her ass cheeks.
Our pelvic bones are fighting with each other, rubbing each other, and, in a minute, Amanda is shivering again.
I can see the amazement, the bewilderment, the satisfaction in her eyes, while she's so dedicated to give herself to me...

My hungry mouth finds her nipples, and, here I am, licking them, sucking them, gently biting them, making her jump with fear, surprise, and pleasure...
I treat her like this for another ten minutes, until she's trembling and shivering again, breathing hard...
I gently raise her legs on my shoulders, and start pushing in, retracting until only the dick head remains inside her cunt, than back in again...

I really like the way she abandons herself to me. Whatever angle I approach while penetrating her, she just amplifies the friction, so that I realize that it won't take long until I shall also explode...
I get very close to Amanda's ear, and I whisper:
“Where shall it be, baby?”

She suddenly tenses. Than, after a pause, she just answers:
“I really haven't thought about that!”

I whisper again:
“Well, with your ex. Where was he releasing?”

We are fucking, but I can still see that she's suddenly blushing:
“I, I, I better not tell you”...

Shit! This is probably funny when you read it, but not when you are in full action and you know that in a very short time you need to spread your jizz...

“Honey, we haven't much time left! Just tell me please!”...
She's just a monument of silence.

“Tell me! Was it your mouth, your ass, on your face, tits, belly?”
She suddenly becomes inert, than her body is convulsing and she starts crying...
This will surely delay my ejaculation...

“He was forcing me to take it everywhere!”...

I'm a man, it's true, but I've always been able to control my instincts with my mind...
I just stop, and take my dick out of her cunt.
Than I just embrace the poor thing, kissing her forehead, her hair, caressing her back, trying to make her relax.

We stay like that at least for half an hour.
Her convulsions are long gone, and her tears have dried a long time ago...

“Now, Amanda, making love, or having sex, whatever, means that we just try to please each other. At least, this is how it's gonna be while you're doing it with me!”...

I let her think for a while, than continue:
“At least, while he was forcing you, were there places that you could endure better than others?”

She suddenly takes me in her arms, kissing my chest frantically, than, slowly she starts descending, until her lips reach the tip of my dick.
She's sucking me a little bit too hard for my taste, but, since she's finally got started, I'm not gonna stop her, at least for a minute or two.

I gently try to accommodate a little bit of more dick inside her mouth.
She senses what I want, so that she just grabs me by my hips and starts forcing her face on my dick, making it hit her throat.
She doesn't gag, just keeps on fucking my dick with her throat, taking very short but strong breathes...

It's clear that the pause has made me delay my ejaculation and now, if I let the poor thing fuck me with her throat, by the end she will be tired and with a sore throat...
I don't want that to happen.
I gently stop her, and make her take away the dick from her mouth.

“Amanda, it's perfect! Wonderful!But... after the pause of relaxation that we've had, I need a new boost.
So, please let me get back inside your pussy, and, when the time comes, you just do what you did. OK?”

I gently guide her to sit on her fours, and stick my dick inside her still wet cunt.
Than, I just start pushing and pumping like there is no tomorrow.
From the way she arches her back it's quite clear that she loves the way I treat her.
In less than five minutes, she's shivering again...
I can also feel that I'm close, so that after she finishes her orgasm, I just take it out and jump forward, on a side.
Amanda catches my wet dick with her mouth and starts taking it deep.
This time, in less than a minute, I just tell her that she must expect it.
I grab her by her hair, stick it deep, and shoot the first jet...
Than I let her breathe, and do whatever she wants – she sucks me dry, thing that, according to my doctor, is completely forbidden...

I just cannot stop her. The pleasure is too exquisite!...
Than I just lay on my back, with eyes closed...

Now, I won't bother you with further details...
We've repeated the experience, that night, for three times.
Since she's told me that when her ex was forcing her to take it up her ass, it really hurt, I've decided to let go...

All I can say, is that each and every time her moves were better and better, so that that night has become a hard to forget night...

Later on, I don't know how, Amanda has arranged to have her meal pause at five, so that we were seeing each other on almost daily basis, fucking quick and hard, since we only had one hour, including the few minutes that she needed to come to my place and than to go back at the photo studio...

After two months, everything stopped, since she was transferred at another studio, on the other side of the town.
It seems that a colleague of hers, with prying eyes, has followed her, and saw her entering my block of flats.
I am not certain, but it seems that the same “good” person has taken care to inform her mother about it too...
Anyway, Amanda has refused to give me details – every time I've asked, the only answer I got was a bunch of tears.
Now, at her new place of work, instead of needing thirty minutes by tram, to arrive, she now needed more than an hour, by a bus and the subway...

I have offered to try to help, but she has also refused me...
After a few more months, we just lost contact.
It was difficult to call her at home, since her mother was permanently there, and always, but always answering the phone.
The last time I've called, she has just told me that she needed for her daughter a man to marry her, not just take advantage of her “goodies”...
Than, she's just dropped the handle of the phone in the cradle.

The following day, when I've called her at the studio, she just burst into tears, mumbled something, and cut the line...
If, let's say, I could deal with her mother's attitude, I just couldn't deal with HER attitude, so that I've just left her to mind her own business.

THE END
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2012-12-28 10:53:06
just like that. I am a 'nigger' and Irish. Your problem is what I am sure you are a racsit baster so... fuck off Other than that asshole. Good story fella.

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2012-12-27 21:47:11
niggers and jews are a curse upon humanity

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2012-12-27 21:46:57
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2012-12-27 21:46:46
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