Sorry guys, this one is for the girls, read for tips only :)

Heaven (M/F)

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Meira trudged up the stairs to her top floor condo. Her day had been spoiled by too many phone calls, too many complaints. Isn't this supposed to be... Her thoughts were interrupted - someone was in her apartment.

Years old nerves returned as she peered round the corner into her kitchen. There was no violence here, but still, an uninvited guest in her apartment?

Russell Crowe smiled at her, looking handsome as ever despite the comical combination of apron, skin tight T-shirt and bronzed bare buns. She sighed, leaning against the wall admiring the view as the hunky aussie star cooked her favourite dish. Nice butt! Helping all those old ladies reach the top shelf at the supermarket sure was worth it.

Dinner was a culinary masterpiece. The bottle of '72 red was the perfect choice. Russell's eyes drowned in Meira. There was nothing else in the room. He made her laugh, long hearty bellows that cleansed her dark mood.

Occasionally, she caught him looking at her cleavage when he thought she wasn't looking. She couldn't blame him, she though she looked pretty good herself in the new dinner dress he'd bought her.

She sat on his lap, relaxing into his strong arms as he fed her home-made ice cream mixed with hot fudge and crunchy nuts. She shivered, giggling as if it were the cold ice cream. It was not, his eyes were hungry for her now.

Russell lead her to the bathroom, preparing a warm bubble bath scented with her favourite flowers. He undressed her like a fragile gift, planting kisses as each inch of skin was exposed. He never stopped talking, whispering words of love and lust. How could she feel self-conscious at her nudity? She was a goddess.

She relaxed in the bath, blowing bubbles like a six year old. Russell approached from behind her. He must have finished the washing, cleaning, ironing, and dishes. She felt his firm hands on her shoulders, kneading her tense muscles. She drifted.

Russell kissed her hand as she rose from the bath, feeling invigorated. He dried her, using his hands and mouth as well as her fluffy white towel. He was naked too now. Meira admired his body; he had the muscular definition of a modern gladiator.

Surprising her, he lifted Meira in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. He lowered her to her feet in front of him, leaning close to kiss her. For long minutes she melted into his arms. His kisses were soft but persistent, loving but strong. Meira reached between his legs, finding him hard and sinfully thick.

Russell leaned back, looking into her eyes. He wiggled his finger. "Not yet sweetie. You've had quite a day. I think somebody needs some stress relief."

He took it out of her hands, sitting on the edge of the bed. Meira was lying over his lap before she had a chance to protest. His big hand rested on her bare bottom. How did he know she'd fantasised about this on the train ride home today?

The spanking was long rather than hard. Persistent slaps that rose the heat in her bottom. He stopped often, scolding her while he rubbed the fire in. His hands didn't trail to her private parts. He didn't have to. The spanking was so long and sensual Meira was heady with excitement, squirming on his lap intoxicated by the strange pleasure the stinging spanks brought her.

Her limits were so high tonight. Russell spanked on, covering every inch of bare bum with so many tiny insect bites. Meira knew she'd have a deliciously squirmy bottom to sit on tomorrow. If only they knew!

She felt the last lingers of stress begin to seep out her eyes. Hot tears of relief as she cried the frustration aside.

Russell scooped her up into his arms, giving her the world's longest warmest hug. His fingers massaged her scalp tirelessly, holding her until she pushed him back for a soft kiss. A kiss that turned spicy hot, then blistering hot as their hands sought out each other.

Meira could see the passion in his eyes as Russell moved inside her. She traced her fingers up one of his toned arms while the other rested on his bum, encouraging him to take her even more vigorously. She had already cum twice under his talented tongue and fingers. This one would be New Year's fireworks.

She cried out with each thrust, telling her neighbours how much pleasure she was in. There were no inhibitions here, just long hot sex that left you dripping with perspiration, cooing in ecstasy.

Meira came around Russell's impressive cock, pulling him deep inside her with her shaking legs. She felt hot streams of cum blasting inside her. There seemed so much of it, her imagination fired up sinful visions of firemen with hoses spurting inside her, sending her into another orgasm.

Russell fell in behind her, his arms wrapped around her. He nuzzled her neck, whispering how special she was. She purred in his arms.

Meira prodded Russell with her elbow, nothing. He's dozed off, she thought with a smile, rubbing his strong hands with her fingertips. Oh well, some things never change.