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The Game

Part 1

                                                 The Game

Part 1



Nadia got out of the shower and put on a lush robe on her completely naked body.
She trembled a little bit in anticipation because finally, after very long three
and a half years, she would again experience the greatest sex of her life. The
man's name was Anthony and she hasn't seen him since first year of college,
before she got married, he was her first boyfriend, first love, first and as she
found out later, the most amazing lover. Since that evening near a pond when he
slipped his rough, experienced hand into her already wet panties and fondled her
virgin pussy until she clutched his shoulders and came for the first time in her
young life - Nadia melted at his hands. Eventually, she lost her virginity to
Anthony and throughout the three years they had together both experimented with
wilder side of sex. After they broke up, Nadia had other lovers, but nobody
compared to him. No one ever touched her as he did and no one made her cum like
he did, even her husband who had a comparatively larger dick than Anthony. Nadia
had regular sex, but it was too vanilla for her desires which were shaped by A.
Since her husband worked at night, she masturbated alone in her bed going back
years in time thinking of that night near the pond, Anthony's finger lightly
touching her clit, tracing the length of her slit, two big fingers in her
cunt...Anthony has kept on making her cum up to this day.



Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and she gave him a call. Anthony
immediately knew what Nadia wanted. This was to be fucked by him again, even if
only once more.

-	I always knew you were a whore. - He said after a long pause. - I knew
you would come back to me eventually. No, make it crawl back.

Nadia felt a tingle in her cunt; he always knew how to turn her on. Anthony was
right, she was a whore. His whore. He met her when she was a virgin 16 year old
and brought out a wild slut within.

-	I want you. -Nadia whispered into the receiver.

-	What, does your husband not fuck you the way you like? Does he even know
what you like? Or does he think you're some innocent little wife who hasn't
experienced anything beyond missionary position? Oh please don't tell me you've
been missionary -fucked for the last few years?

Nadia was quiet. Once again, Anthony was right. And she wanted to go back in
time, to their wild days and nights in his small hot apartment, back to their
games and toys and be his bitch in heat again. She wanted to beg him for his
dick, wanted to feel his fingers deep in her pussy and ass again, feel his
tongue sucking on her small pink clit. She wanted to scream all of it to him but
she didn't need to. He knew it and he agreed to come and see her.

He did have a few rules before they met. First of all, everything would be fair
game, he would do anything he desired to her body, he would use her in every way
possible and she had no right to complain. Not that Nadia would ever consider
complaining because she knew how much pleasure she was going to get from such a
complete submission. Second, she had to greet him at the door in a bathrobe
naked underneath. This request was not unusual to her since it reminded her of
those sweet times when she was waiting for him to come to her house and she
would open the door in a robe, with hair still wet and making sure Anthony would
get a tiny sneak peak at her breasts. Lately, the teenage vixen found that
nothing turned her on more than standing naked in front of a fully dressed man.
Or rubbing her tits against a still cold leather winter jacket during a hug. If
she could walk naked on the streets , she would do it in a heartbeat. She loved
the intense gaze of a horny guy with a bulging dick, she loved knowing that the
only thing on a man's mind at a moment - was to bury his dick in her shower
fresh cunt.



Finally, the doorbell rang, Nadia's hand trembles a little bit as she unlocked
her door. She saw Anthony standing there. As soon as he entered her small
apartment, he pulled off her robe

-Stand up straight, let me look at you.

The years changed Nadia from a girl into a woman. Her tits were heavier and her
ass and thighs bigger and her belly rounder. However she was still pretty and
somewhat fresh, being only 23. She flushed in embarrassment over few pounds
gained since he last saw her. Anthony noticed.

-Don't worry, I like a bitch with a big ass, but if I was your husband - I'd put
you on a diet for awhile. But you'll get plenty of exercise today, can't wait to
see your titties jiggle.

Suddenly, she didn't expect it at all, he pulled her close and snapped a dog
leash around her neck. Then he grabbed her hair and stared into her eyes.

-I will say this one time only - He spoke - I will not hurt you. The leash will
come off if you obey me completely today. I will leave before your husband comes
back and all you will have is memories. No marks. I love you. I will always love
you. I planned this night for a long time knowing that it will happen eventually
and I will make all your dirty, nastiest fantasies come true. You will feel
everything you were afraid to feel before. However, just to make this
interesting because I remember your tendencies to change your mind at the last
minute - if you start to refuse or pull away, the leash will stay and you'll be
the one explaining it to your husband when he comes home and finds you naked,
chained to a bed with your ass high in the air. Understand? - He cruelly pinched
her tit.



Nadia nodded.



-So let's begin!



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