Reyes:
I woke up and looked over at the clock. It was 4:30. Eric was still awake and typing on his laptop. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, trying to wake myself up. My thoughts ventured to John's face and how I wished he could be here with me. I think I was at a point to forgive him fully but my mind had worries that I may be too late. He brought his other girlfriend with him and my senses could feel their closeness to one another. I had to rectify this today somehow, someway.
"You're awake," Eric said as he looked over from his computer. "You should get ready and I'll drive us over."
I got out of bed and headed for the shower. When I got to my feet I didn't feel so well, a small wave of dizziness plagued my balance. I brushed my teeth and turned the shower on; I stepped into the hot, steaming stream and fought back the thoughts of John. I wanted him here with me and I had this funny feeling that he was in my dreams last night from my continued obsession with him. When I finished I stepped out and put on my black thong swimsuit, my black jeans, and my Dickies mini tee. When I came out of the bathroom Eric was dressed and ready to go with a smile on his face.
"Tell me you are wearing a thong and it will make my day." He said smiling.
"Would I wear anything else?" I said back to him. "It's early enough I want to get over there and do some Yoga exercises before the shoot."
"Ready when you are." Eric said as he opened the door and grabbed our luggage. We made our way back to the wooden dock and parked. I got out and took off my shirt and my pants and walked onto the dock. The sun was just starting to peak and I began my sun salutations to warm myself up. I needed to quell my tenseness and loosen up. I went faster and faster for about ten minutes and I stopped and went to warrior pose. I could hear people walking up behind me, but my concentration was on my body and the blood flowing through it. I did some spinal twists and then cat and turtle poses. Eric lay a towel down in front of me and I ventured onto it. I went into plough pose, a position that took me onto my back with my legs over my head as far as they would go. I held the posture and came out a few times, focusing on my deep breathing.
When I felt my shoulders were warmed up I went into candlestick pose or shoulder stand. I felt sweat trickle down toward my head as all the blood circulation in my body reversed itself giving me a natural high. I could sense John's presence now but did not break from my trance. I could hear him and Eric talking quietly but I did not try to hear what was being discussed. I was in my own world right now and it felt good. I came out of the pose and repeated it again.
When I was through I did the hare and wheel poses to loosen up my back muscles. I then stretched out my leg muscles and did the splits, listening to gasps from the growing audience behind me. When I felt warmed up enough I went to the lotus meditating position and held it as the sun rose up into the sky. I could hear Roxanne step onto the dock.
"This is going to be a good day." She said in her sexy voice. "Let's get our gear on board and let's get our two stars made up so we can do our shoot." I felt her hand on my shoulder; I broke the trance and opened my eyes. Eric came to me and helped me up.
"Man, I wish I was the co-star," he laughed. "You're gonna do good."
People brushed by us with film gear and we headed to the RV so I could get my make up done. "What makes you think so?" I asked.
"Well, watching you do that Yoga for starters, and," he paused, "you couldn't stop saying John's name last night in your sleep."
Oh shit. "No way." I said.
"Yep. I know you still love him. You and I both know it's not going to be possible in this life. I think you have a chance of reconciliation today." He looked up like he had something under his sleeve.
"Reconciliation...okay..." I just mumbled off.
"I told him you were dreaming about him last night in front of Candy." Eric laughed.
"You did WHAT? You dick!" I yelled as I playfully hit him in the chest.
"You don't have to thank me, Mon, it was the least I could do. Fuck his brains out and don't let him forget who it is he's supposed to be with." Eric stayed outside as I went into the trailer. I was confused by his change of mind from wanting me to encouraging my relationship with John. Was I really calling for him last night?
I sat down across from John trying not to look at him as the make up artists did their magic. Roxanne stepped inside to give us our scripts and seemed unusually happier than normal.
"Here are the provisions," she said as she handed us our scripts, "We'll do a teaser scene then we go over to a secluded area of the lake where we can shoot on land for the good stuff. You guys are gonna play a couple who's vacationing and decide to get a little playful in the outdoors. Any questions I can answer?"
We both shook our heads.
"Now, Monica, you're perfect. I had my mind set on a thong suit but it looks like you've beat me to it." Roxanne looked over at John. "Raoul has some swim trunks for you John. The two of you up for this?"
"Never been more ready in my life." I stated. John kept staring at my curves as I sat getting make up done. His eyes looked hungry and I knew mine did also. We locked ourselves into a tight staring match until he spoke.
"That was quite some performance out there," he said. "You do that often for people or was it just because I happened to be there?" I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.
"What I intend to do with you on the boat I needed to be loosened up for." The weather was perfect for it. I looked dead into his eyes. His expression went from hungry to very curious.
"What do you intend to do to me?" he asked.
"Hopefully something you will not forget." I looked down as the make up person finished up. I stood up and adjusted my thong with John's eyes carefully tracing my body. I walked outside and headed for the boat and I noticed that Eric and Candy were talking. About what I had no idea or interest for that matter. John followed behind me moments later in 'costume' and we got onto Roxanne's monster boat, meandering around on the top deck. Camera crew, Roxanne, Eric, Candy, and security people were all there. A deck hand untied the moorings to the dock and we were under way. I went down below to talk to Roxanne who was piloting the boat.
"What's up, Monica?" She asked as she kept her eyes on the water.
"Who is all going to see this?" I asked.
"The lake is ours till noon. Don't worry, where we're going to shoot no one is going to see you." Roxanne smiled and continued on with the steering of her ship. I went back up top and the boat came to a stop and Devin, the guy who was witness to my tequila binge, took care of the anchor to keep us in place. The water was like glass as it was still as it could be. Everything was quiet with the exception of birds chirping inland. Roxanne came up top and began setting up camera angles for John and myself. I stood at the bow with my knee resting on a padded bench seat, taking in the scenery as Eric gently massaged my shoulders.
"Looks like I've started a war," he said as he motioned over to John and Candy who seemed to be having a disagreement about something. I didn't concern myself with it, as what I had planned was not in the script. I had this fantasy of having sex on a boat with John last night before I went to sleep.
"Everybody ready?" Roxanne called. "Let's get this going before it really gets hot out here."
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Doggett:
During the remainder of the trip to Lake Havasu I stared out the window and all I could think about was Monica. She'd loved me forever in my eyes compared with my short association with Candy. How could I have let our relationship get so low; the lowest it had ever been?
Candy could have stripped bare in the back seat, straddled me and pounded me with kisses and I would have put it all down to a dream. What was it about Candy that kept me going back to her and thus eating my own proverbial tail? She was beautiful, sexy, a body to die for, definitely good in bed and cared deeply for me however Monica was all that and more. She was also intelligent, empathic and had stuck by me through thick and thin; we had a history together. We hadn't always see eye to eye but she was accepting of all my notions no matter how frustrating they could have been to any other person: she was my soul mate.
Like a fool I'd stopped by Candy's place to ask her along on this shoot. I suppose deep down I didn't want to be alone but on another plane I wanted her to see my relationship with Monica firsthand rather than just coming out and telling her.
Candy had our key and took my hand leading me upstairs to our room.
"I got our room changed to a king size bed," she smiled finding myself smiling with her. "Roxanne said we have the night to ourselves before the shoot tomorrow. What do you want to do John?" She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. Instinctively I kissed back and was glad Monica wasn't there to see. I had this overwhelming urge to just sleep with her and get the deed over and done with but something was always pulling me back.
"Why don't we lie down for a bit and talk." I was feeling tired from sitting all day and needed to stretch out on something comfortable.
"Okay, then we can talk about what we'll do later." From the look on her face I knew she liked that idea. She moved to one side of the bed and rolled back the covers then began to undress. My eyes watched as she carefully removed her tiny top. Her full naked breasts bounced out and I couldn't help myself thinking about touching them. Then her hands moved to her shorts and undid the zip and wriggled out of them revealing some white bikini panties underneath. After undoing the hair tie and shaking out her long wavy blond hair she got under the covers. I wondered if she knew I couldn't keep my eyes off her.
"Come on John, strip down and join me." How could I refuse? My T-shirt was off first a little too quickly and I grimaced with the pain. My nipples were still sore from the piercings and I knew Candy had noticed. Once my jeans were off I climbed into the bed next to her and lay on my back looking up at the ceiling. She rolled over onto her side and began running fingers around my nipples. Despite the soreness it felt good.
"John, do you have some ointment for those?"
"Yes, over there in my bag." Before I could move she was up and heading over to the bag. "In the side pocket there." I couldn't help watch her perfectly shaped ass as she bent over to retrieve the ointment. She lingered there a little too long and I wondered what else she'd found. I couldn't think what else was in there apart from a small packet of Kleenex and my hair comb.
As she came back with the Hibiclens her face had changed and I knew she'd seen something that had piqued her curiosity.
"What is it Candy?" She got back in bed and put a little of the ointment on a fingertip and began smoothing it out on one nipple.
"You haven't told me much about Monica." I wasn't sure I wanted to go in that direction. "How did you two meet?" She finished with one nipple then went to the next. It was all turning me on.
"Roxanne paired us together for the first shoot." It wasn't a total lie but I certainly didn't want to tell untruths about our past together and revealing more would mean just that.
"I thought I saw you two talking at the club before you even met Roxanne?" She was fishing here and I had to be careful. Having finished with the tube she replaced the lid and rested it on the bedside table, then worked her fingers down under the bed covers to my navel almost as though she was teasing information out of me.
"Oh that, I'd met her before and she invited me to watch her performance." I was trying to give away as little as possible but she kept up the questioning.
"Where did you meet her?" Her fingers were going lower and any moment she would find out that I was highly aroused. I had to think quickly.
"We were both staying at the Hard Rock Hotel at the same time." That seemed to satisfy her for now. Her fingers had found my erection and pulling it out of my briefs they traced their way down the shaft to my balls.
"So what's she like?" I gasped as she cupped my balls and squeezed.
"Monica? She's a very nice person." What else could I have said without telling her that she was the love of my life and I'd been screwing her silly for the past few days?
"No John, what's she like in bed?" Her magic fingers encircled my hard on and began moving up then down very slowly. If I'd spoken right then it would only have come out as a squeak. "Tell me John."
"You mean when I did the first shoot with her?"
"Yes, unless you've slept with her other times." She was studying my expression but all I felt was arousal at what her hand was doing below.
"She was good."
"What did you have to do on the shoot?" My brain was having trouble thinking now.
"I..I, we were total strangers who..who met at a bar and.....,"
"..and what John? You took her back your place and you fucked." I could tell she was feeling uncomfortable about all this.
"More or...less." If she wanted me to shoot out onto the bed covers then she was on the right track.
"So did you enjoy it or was it just for the money." Her breasts were resting near my chest and I felt her hair on my shoulder.
"Well I had to... enjoy it...or I wouldn't... have been able to.. perform." With that she stopped what she was doing and looked me squarely in the face. My dick ached to be manipulated again.
"So is it because of her that you won't sleep with me John? Come on tell me because for the life of me I've never had this happen before." What could I say that wouldn't hurt her feelings?
"I suppose I want to conserve my energy for the shoot." It was a lame excuse but it ignited something in her that made her continue work on my body. She straddled me and pulled my briefs right down and off then she did something I'd never had happen before. She leant down and wrapped her ample breasts around my swollen dick and began moving. It didn't take long for me to be on the brink of orgasm and I shot out my load all over her chest. She seemed to like that because she closed her eyes and smiled letting it dribble down her body.
After a few minutes she got off me and the bed and walked to the bathroom. She came back cleaned up and went to her bag.
"Now John, it's your turn to do me." She brought over a penis shaped vibrator and handed it to a surprised me.
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It took me a while to realize what Candy was holding out to me. My eyebrows rose as recognition took hold.
"Come on John, take it. If you're not going to actually fuck me then you can do it with this. Okay, is that a compromise?" It felt strange holding this thing in my hand. It looked and felt so real.
"Look on the bottom there's a switch to turn it on while you're turning me on." She said the last part in a whisper. This woman was a real temptation. Her long blond hair flicked back over her shoulders and half way down her back, awarding me another view of the breasts that had just brought me to a new way of orgasming. No wonder she was a highly paid stripper, she certainly had the body beautiful. Her white panties stayed on as she slipped under the covers and snuggled up next to me.
Why was I doing this? What had possessed me to ask Candy along when the relationship between Monica and myself was so fragile? Why was I even in bed with her? I couldn't help myself. Imagining what Eric and Monica were doing was bugging me. I suppose I wouldn't blame Monica if she went all the way with Eric. If she knew half the things I'd done with Candy she'd be asking Eric to take her away from all this.
I switched it on,
"Shit!" The tingles shot unexpectedly through my fingers. Candy laughed and took it from me switching it off again.
"I can't believe you've never held one of these before, a sexy man like you? I would have thought you'd tried it all."
"Nope, never even held one before, only seen pictures in magazines."
"Where have you been John, in a monastery?"
"You could say that."
"My god John, how did you possibly get into the porno industry then? Don't tell me you slept with someone." She chuckled at her own joke. "Seriously John, what were you doing before you came to Vegas?" Her brilliant green eyes drew me in but no way was I going to tell her the truth. I couldn't lie either.
"Let's just say I did some investigative work and needed a break for a while."
"You're not telling me any more than that are you." My head shook and she seemed thankfully to be done with the line of questioning for now. "As long as you're not some kind of criminal or anything." Her eyes penetrated mine once more. "Has anyone told you what strikingly clear blue eyes you have?" As she said this she began licking the end of the dildo seductively. The energy that had drained from me not so long ago was returning seeing her tongue glisten the head and her mouth suck the tip like a popsicle.
She reclined on the pillow and lifted her chest up and moaned. Releasing her mouth from the head she trailed the dildo down over her chest to her nipples and ran circles around each. As she went from one breast to the other her tongue hung out of her mouth, her teeth biting it sensuously. The dildo went back to her mouth for more luxurious lubrication and immediately went further down to between her legs. Her hips bucked up slowly and she moaned as she manoeuvred the fake dick over her clit through her panties.
"See where I want you to go?" My eyes widened and my blood pressure rose as she moved the dildo underneath her panties and began fiddling again. The pulse in her neck was almost visible and she was certainly becoming aroused. "John please," she breathed. How could I refuse her?
I rolled over on top of her then took down her panties. Spreading her legs I sat with my knees wide. Her legs draped over mine giving me a perfect view of what she was doing. The dildo was then in my hand and I was moving it over her as she writhed vocally. Moving with sweeping strokes I brought her to further heights before plunging it inside her and pumping.
"Lick me John, suck me dry." As I moved in to fulfil her wishes she was becoming very excited. I connected my lips to her first and moved them in circles and then kissed her clit numerous times before using the tip of my tongue to tease the nub. The couple of times I stopped the dildo movements she reminded me to keep pushing and twisting inside her.
"Switch it on John." I did so and her fingers pulled my hair and her vocal sighs told me she was getting closer to orgasm. I was full on sucking her clit now and her growls became furious until I realized that the neighbours were probably having free aural entertainment through the walls.
Anyone walking past the door would know that there was sex happening in here. Her clit gave a quiver and then spasmed violently as she let out breath after breath until I thought she would hyperventilate.
I drank her juices until she was totally still then looked to see her face.
"Oh John, how do you do that to me? I wish that was you inside me, I imagined that it was you and I had the most furious orgasm I've ever had." It felt good that I could make her come like that but as my thoughts began to drift to Monica guilt started taking over.
"You're thinking about her again aren't you?" It must have been written all over my face.
"She is my co-star, I have to have feelings for her to perform like I do." Her face went pensive.
"John, when I went to your bag before to get your ointment there was some woman's lacy panties there. Are they hers?" My expression must have shown confusion so she got out of bed a little shakily and retrieved them. My confusion was sparked with funniness as she was finding it difficult to walk after her amazing orgasm.
"I really don't know how they got there." That was the truth.
"They're hers though, aren't they? Tell me the truth John." I nodded confirmation. "So you've been doing me and her at the same time!" She threw the panties on the bed. Not wanting to hurt her I thought quickly,
"They must have been left there somehow during our last shoot." She picked them up again and threw them back on my bag and came back to the bed. Quietly she got back under the covers and nestled into my side, resting her head on my shoulder, deep in thought. Her fingers twirled my fine chest hairs.
"John, tell me truthfully." She paused and I knew what she was going to say next. "Have you been having sex with your other woman too?"
"Yes." I said simply. For ages after that she was quiet seemingly pensive. It was only when she stopped all movement that I knew she was asleep. Even though she was beautiful, sexy and admired me, I also knew that this would be my last night with her in my bed.
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Chapter Thirteen
Doggett:
Candy must have woken to the sound of me doing my morning push-ups.
"122..123........124...........125!" I rolled onto my back exhausted.
"Morning sweetheart." She seemed chirpier than she'd been the previous evening. We hadn't ventured out again that night because we'd both fallen asleep after I'd given her the release she needed. "Want to come and do those on top of me?" I dismissed the little sarcasm in her voice and laughed.
I got up and took a few deep breaths and headed for the bathroom for a morning shower.
"I'll be out soon, then you can have the bathroom all to yourself. I have to go down and meet my co-star. I'll see you down there." I didn't want to witness her expression because I knew she was becoming a little paranoid over the exact relationship between Monica and myself. What was she going to think when were in the middle of our shoot? I preferred not to think of that.
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We were now on the boat ready for the shoot. I looked over to Monica who was having a shoulder rub by the weasel Eric. I didn't even want to think about what they got up to last night. The thought was too painful. I just hoped we were both up for this and that we wouldn't disappoint.
Candy must have seen the way I was looking over at Monica and held my elbow.
"John, so you're really going to do this?" She seemed agitated.
"Yes, it's my job."
"I think it's more than your job. You like her don't you? I can see it in your eyes. The way you ogle her." Candy was starting to tear up. "She's the real reason why you won't have sex with me isn't it." My silence was her confirmation. "Do you love her?"
"Yes, I love her," I said quietly. She was angry then.
"Well why did you fucking well invite me here? Was it to make her jealous?" She was starting to tear up.
"No, it's not like that, believe me." It wasn't my intention to hurt this woman.
"Believe you John? Should I believe anything you've said to me?" Again I was silent not knowing what to say. "So does she love you back? Maybe not, because she's with that Eric guy, or is she trying to make you jealous?"
I couldn't help looking over at Monica and knowing how much I wanted her in my life. There was a resolve in me then that I would do my utmost to satisfy Monica physically and Roxanne emotionally by making this the best damn movie she'd ever seen.
When I heard Roxanne say,
"Everybody ready? Let's get this going before it really gets hot out here." That was my cue to leave Candy and go to my true love Monica.
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Reyes:
Cameras were set up to focus at the front of the ship where I already was. John started over to me and Eric started walking to the stern of the ship brushing by him and whispered something to him on his way. I stood up and we were face to face with each other.
"You look great," John whispered in his phone sex voice. Just to hear him say that made me melt. We were inches apart and I could already feel his heat radiate from his body like the sun to the earth. My breathing was starting to get heavy almost to the point of hyperventilating in this man's presence. I loved John for so long I didn't want to lose him and this was my only chance to make sure he knew that.
"I feel you," I whispered to him. "I can feel you." We weren't even touching, yet I could feel our union in some sort of spiritual sense. My loins were throbbing being this close to him and wetness began to pour into my thong. I could tell John sensed this from me and he stepped in a little closer, taking in the scent of my hair.
I turned around as the script said and John wrapped his arms about my waist, clasping his fingers together as we both looked out at the lake.
"And, ACTION!" Roxanne called. Just as John was about to say his line, Candy made an outburst.
"I don't believe this," she said in disgust.
"Cut!" Roxanne said. We all turned around, looking from Candy to Roxanne. "What did you say?" Roxanne asked calmly. "Come here for a moment, will you?" Candy came up to her and Roxanne stepped in front of her, assuring that they were face to face with one another. "I don't know if you were aware of this or not, but I am in this business to make money. Judging by the size of my boat and all of my toys and my ability to reserve a major tourist attraction to do this shoot, I'd say I do a pretty good job. I was even nice enough to let you come along with us. So, why don't you show me a little respect for that, hmm?" She paused. "If you interrupt my shoot one more time I will deflate those enhancements off of your chest and make you swim back to shore. Am I clear?" Roxanne kept her cool but Candy looked a little shaken up. Candy nodded and returned to the other end of the boat where Eric was. "Okay, let's get this thing going."
I turned around to face John, placing my hand millimeters from his bare chest. His breathing was getting noticeably faster also as he looked down at my hand. I looked at his piercings and they looked a little red. Beads of sweat began to form on his chest as I stood there.
"Can you feel it?" I asked him. His hungry blue eyes looked deep into me and I knew that he could: We had that connection. He placed his hand by my cheek in the same fashion. I could see Roxanne out of the corner of my eye telling the camera to keep rolling. I wasn't sure where we were going to end up with this, I just knew what I wanted and it was John. I took his hand and I started to suck on his fingers, one at a time, like I was giving him head. He blinked a few times probably envisioning me doing that to him.
The tension between us was unbearable and John grabbed my ass and pulled me into a heat-filled, tongue-thrashing kiss. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and pulled him in tight to me. The next thing I knew he was moving down my neck and shoulder, tasting and biting my flesh over each millimetre. I moaned loudly as the sensations that were tingling and numbing my body was overcoming. I wrapped a leg around his hip and he reached under to pick me up. He rubbed his groin into me and I could feel his cock getting harder and harder with the intensity of our kisses. I untied my bathing suit top and tossed it to the deck. John pushed me up higher so he could suck on my nipples and he was quite successful at it. I was sweating from our bodily heat combined into one as I gently let myself down to the deck.
John pushed me up against the wall of the cabin and pressed into me with all of his weight. He ground his hips into mine as I traced my hands down from his shoulder, to his rings, to his dick. I grabbed hold and massaged through his material, but that wasn't good enough for him; he pulled down his trunks and kicked them away as I continued massaging him. There was a padded bench at the bow of the ship and he led me over to it. He sat down and I went down to my knees, kissing and biting the flesh on the insides of his legs. I could sense the camera following me but I didn't care. I was going to do him on this boat and not in the desert dirt. John was moaning loudly as I took in all of him into my mouth.
"Yeah, baby, all of it. Come on. Ahhhhh..." John growled. I sucked him in hard, using my teeth to scale him a little. "Oh my GOD..."
I stopped and slithered my way up to his lips, licking him as I went up. I kissed his mouth and then went down to his ripped pectorals that sported nipple rings. I blew on them and the coolness of my breath gave him a sharp chill. He jumped and I started licking the rings, then gently biting them. He grimaced a little, but I knew he was enjoying it. I licked and kissed his whole chest area, going back up to his collarbone where I nibbled and chewed. I was leaving dark red marks on him from my teeth. John took me by the hair and pulled me face to face with him.
"You've been thinking naughty thoughts again, haven't you?" He asked in a sexy tone. He took his fingers and gently pulled down my thong bottom.
I smiled with evil eyes. I licked his lips and I turned my body to force a 69 position for him. He grabbed my legs to hold me in place as I took his cock back into my mouth. His arms were a little shaky, but I knew he could hold up.
"Stand up," I ordered.
"What?" he asked.
"Stand up." I knew he was trying to figure out how, but he slowly stood up with me still attached to him. My hair fell down and I grabbed hold of his legs. I could feel John arching his back a little so the camera could see in and he pulled me up and down on him. We held that position for a little while and I could hear the crew moaning and gasping at our tandem yoga. The boat was also starting to rock in the calm water as John pumped his hips into my mouth.
"Monica, I'm losing my grip.." I could feel myself slipping from John's hold. He swung me around so I could support myself by the bench. I was practically on my head, but I felt John's tongue trail over my clit. I froze as the blood was all rushing to the crown of my head. It was heavenly feeling.
"Come on, John, harder.." I begged. He started to tongue fuck me and savor my juices. "Yesssss...that's it...keep going..." He pushed harder and harder and I could feel myself climbing up to an orgasm. I started to bite his legs hard enough I could taste blood. He must have sensed it because he gently helped me back upright. I was on my knees on the bench facing him as he took his hardness and rubbed it over my wet clit. I rested my hands on his shoulders and threw my head back in the ecstasy I was feeling. He kept teasing and teasing; my nails dug into his shoulders.
"You like that, don't you? You want more of that?" John was speaking in his phone sex voice again. I nodded my head and he turned me around to face the bow and slid himself into me. He pushed me forward and grabbed a handful of hair, pushing into me hard. I could feel my entire body tense up with his presence but it was all so hot. I was on fire and my entire being felt like it was going to burst into flames. I pushed back into him and put my head down on the hull on the boat. I felt John go in and out forcefully as he tugged on my hair. I could feel him swelling already and he pulled out slowly. I turned around and he lifted me up on the hull. I spread my legs to him and he pulled them apart so far I was in splits. I was thankful for my yoga this morning; without it this would have been really painful. With my legs so far apart I had no control over myself here as John entered my cavity slowly. He looked down and watched what he was doing, moaning loudly. I reached out to try and find something to hold onto but there was nothing. He felt so wonderful inside of me I didn't want him to stop.
The muscles in his upper torso were all tense and pumped. He was swelling again and he closed my legs a little and raised them up and over my head. This cut down my oxygen supply as I was almost holding my breath with each pumping motion. John was being very vocal now and so was I when I could get it out. I could feel the pressure of an orgasm filling my body slowly. My face was turning a nice shade of red I was sure, and I could feel the euphoria take hold of me. I started to scream his name and other expletives when the orgasm peaked. My clit quivered as I felt him let go inside of me, pumping until he emptied out all he had. He let go of my legs and I carefully swung them back to the front of me. I reached for him and he leaned into me, giving me a long, slow, passionate kiss on the lips. "I love you," I whispered in between breaths.
"Fucking CUT!" Roxanne said. "Holy shit," she said frantically, "I need to cool off right now. I need a man...or a woman..or both...so much for the script." She tore up the script she had in her hand and threw it to the deck, walking up to me with bloodshot eyes. "I don't even want to ask how you able to hold that for so long, but that was definitely the hottest I have ever seen. Great work everybody."
"I'm available," Eric said to Roxanne smiling. He looked down at both of us. "Told you it would be reconciliation day." He clapped his hands and gave us the thumbs-up.
I started to feel queasy again and I got up to put my suit back on. "Roxanne, could I get back to shore, I'm not feeling so well." I asked. Roxanne nodded and she got on her cell phone/walkie talkie and told whomever to get out there with a Sea Doo to get me back. In the distance I could hear applause from other employees that were watching from the distance. I was still sweating but I felt chilled all of a sudden; maybe it was just motion sickness.
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Doggett:
I still couldn't stand; my heart was racing wildly to keep the blood flowing through my body to get it back into my extremities. I couldn't even remember the last time I'd had a fuck like that. The way Monica took control made my experience all the more intense. Somehow I'd managed to cloth myself but for the life of me I didn't remember.
It must have been some fifteen minutes later that I heard my name and realized that we'd arrived back on shore and that Roxanne was requesting me to look after Monica.
Candy was nowhere to be seen but at that moment I only had feelings for Monica. Candy could wait. The way I'd left her to go to my true love I knew seemed heartless but this was my chance at reconciliation. I wanted to spend my days with Monica not Candy.
"Monica's in her hotel room and wants you there John." Roxanne placed a gentle hand on my arm. "I'm sure she'll be okay. Probably just a little motion sickness, which has been known to happen on the boat, or maybe there was just too much blood rush to a certain part of her body." She sniggered.
"I'll go to her straight away."
"John, I just have to say that you surprised me." Her voice was softer than usual.
"Oh?"
"After seeing you with Candy yesterday and kissing her like that I thought you wouldn't be able to put in your best here today. Who was I kidding, that was fucking amazing."
"Thankyou." Was all I could think of to say.
"You know you two have something very special going." Her hand remained on my arm as though when she eventually did lift it I'd have permission to go. "You can't let her go now that you have her again." It was almost as though Roxanne knew my innermost thoughts. I felt exactly the same way.
"I know." Reading my mind again she added,
"And don't concern yourself over Candy, women like that go from man to man. She'll find another lover soon and forget about all this. In fact I wouldn't mind having a go at her myself." Roxanne's lip curled and we both had a chuckle.
"Roxanne, about the shoot with Candy...," She put a finger to my lips.
"Not a concern, I'll find another leading man for her, now you go to your woman. There's nothing better than some good, slow make-up sex." She winked.
As I wandered back to the hotel my mind mulled over Roxanne's last remarks. Make-up sex would be fine if only I could muster up enough energy after the activities on the boat.
Monica's door was unlocked and I let myself in. Eric was nowhere to be seen luckily, as I moved over to her bed. She was sleeping soundly so I removed my socks and shoes and stripped down to my underwear and got under the covers next to her.
As I looked into her serene face I moved the lock of hair over her face and hooked it behind her ear. How could I possibly knowingly disappoint this woman? What was I thinking going after Candy? We fitted perfectly together in every way; total complements.
I must have drifted off because I woke to feel warm wetness on my lips and a hand running lightly down my side to rest on my thigh. Her smell was wonderful and her lips tasted minty. Had she been up, showered and cleaned her teeth? When she had kissed me awake she pulled away and looked into my eyes.
"John!" Her arms wrapped around me and pulled me in close to her naked body. "I missed you." She was beginning to sob in my ear.
"Me too," I said softly into her neck kissing it tenderly.
"Never leave me like that again John, please." She kept her strong hold on me emphasizing her intentions.
"I only want you Monica, no one else." I felt a tear on my shoulder.
"So you told her?" She was motionless almost bracing herself for the reply.
"I told her that I love you, that I want to spend my life with you." To demonstrate her relief she snuggled closer into me and I began running kisses over her neck again and a hand felt the warm skin down her back to her ass and down her right leg taking in her full length.
"John, I love you too, so much, more than anything." She moved back and then came in for a slow kiss tasting each other's juices and slipping our tongues together. In the background the radio quietly played the slow, lyrical strains of Sarah McLachlan's 'I Love You' and we both knew where this kiss would lead. Her hand went down to my briefs and tugged at them indicating for me to take them off.
When they were on the floor I turned again to see her desire filled eyes; the face I wanted to see every day for the rest of my life. Our bodies were side on facing each other when I took her behind the knee and lifted her leg over my thigh. I lifted my left knee so it opened her up to me. As we kissed tenderly and passionately I found her entrance and pushed inside causing her to breath in my mouth. This was so sexy. I loved the way she responded to my touch and my movements inside her. We moved and kissed like this all through the song just immersing ourselves in each other and our mutual desires.
As the song finished and moved onto the track "Angel' which was just as measured I rolled on top of her and spread both her legs with mine to go in deeper. I pushed as far as I could go then out, to keep repeating until I saw the signs that she was wanting more. Meanwhile we broke the kiss for a moment and my lips went to her ear and whispered,
"I love you Monica." This must have made an impact because her breathing increased and I knew she was coming. My lips went back to hers as we rode out her orgasm with small whimpers coming from her throat. The pulsing on me set me off too and just as her orgasm was subsiding mine began.
"Oh John," she breathed with pure love in her voice. "Stay inside me and hold me." We stayed in each other's arms all through the next song too called 'Full of Grace' until we fell into a post-coital sleep.
We mustn't have seen that Eric had paid a visit to the room because when we came to our senses the laptop was open on the table showing a big smiley face wallpaper background.
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Chapter Fourteen
Reyes:
When I awoke I was still quite groggy and light-headed. I think I needed to eat something; I don't remember the last time I had any type of sustenance other than John. I looked up to the table to see Eric's laptop open and on with smiley-face wallpaper; he must have stopped by and left, but he left his truck keys next to the computer. I wondered where Eric could be for about a millisecond, but it didn't matter because I was in bed with the man of my dreams. I gave the computer a half-grin and rolled over to face John who was also half-awake.
"Hey there," I whispered to him. He smiled sweetly with gentleness gracing his face.
"You were amazing today, do you know that?" He leaned over and planted a light kiss on my lips. "How are you feeling? I know you kind of took off because of a little motion sickness. We were shaking that boat around pretty good." We both giggled and remembered the shoot with our vertical version of a 69.
"That was pretty wild, wasn't it?" I asked him smiling. I looked deep into his blue eyes and knew that I wasn't going to lose him again.
"Do you want to go and get something to eat? You might feel a little better if you did." John looked over at the clock next to the bed. I turned around to get a look at it myself. It was almost nine at night. Had we been sleeping that long?
I blinked a few times to snap myself out of a trance. "Um, yeah. I really should eat." We both got up and clothed ourselves and John grabbed the keys to the truck.
" I have an idea," John said as he jingled the keys. "Let's see if Roxanne will let us take one of the Ducatis." We stepped out of the room and locked the door.
"John, it's getting kind of late for a motorcycle ride." I whined hoping he would change his mind. I was still quite exhausted from our previous two lovemaking sessions and my stomach was doing somersaults to the point of almost wanting to throw up.
"Mon, it was so hot out there right now would be a perfect time to take one. We'll get something to eat and maybe cruise around the lake a little. It'll be fun." John smiled as we made our way back down to the truck which still had the two bikes and trailer hitched to it. He started the truck and we went over to the dock where Roxanne's boat was. It was pitch dark out there, but I could see plainly that the boat was violently rocking side to side, backwards and forwards. I rolled down the window to see if there was any wind causing some chop to the water and that there was a good possibility that Roxanne might not be alone in her cabin. I looked over to John who was now smiling playfully.
"Fifty bucks says Eric's in there." He said matter-of-factly.
I looked from him back to the boat. "What makes you think so?" I asked confused by his statement.
"He was coming onto her big time after the shoot. I have this strange hunch that the feeling was mutual." John opened the truck door. "I'll be right back."
I opened my side as well. "Uh-huh. I have got to see this for myself." We both got out and headed for the shaky dock. John hopped onto the deck first and extended his hand to help me onboard. I stepped onto the swaying deck and we could hear some moaning and grunting come from the cabin. "No way." I whispered. John looked back at me smiling trying to refrain from bursting out into hysterical laughter. I have seen stranger things, but a porn producer and a computer nerd? I guess the thought was pretty hysterical in itself as I tried to hold back from laughing myself.
The air was cool at the water, but the vibrations I was sensing were hot as a volcanic eruption. There was definitely some 'activity' happening onboard the swaying boat. The motion was starting to work on my stomach as John pounded his fist against the wall of the cabin.
The windows in were covered; so we couldn't see inside only hear the vocal passions emanating from it. The door to the cabin quickly swung open and Roxanne stood in the doorway. Even in the dark I could see her long hair in disarray; her make up was smeared across her face, she was sweating like she was running a marathon and her breathing was fast and laboured. I tried my best not to break out into laughter, but John couldn't help himself.
"What is going on here?" He asked in between laughs.
Roxanne tried to compose herself and flung her snarled hair back. "What does it look like?" She looked from me to John and back. She was calm and cool despite the fact she was in a boiler room with someone.
"Um...I was wondering...could I borrow one of the bikes this evening?" John snickered.
"To ride or you gonna ride her on the bike someplace on the other side of the lake?" Roxanne shot a devilish glance at both of us. Never tried sex on a motorcycle before; maybe this bike ride thing is a good idea after all. "Been there, done that. I'll get the keys." Her guest quickly pulled her back inside and the door slammed shut. We heard some banging around in there for a few moments and the door opened again, except Eric and Roxanne were locked together by their lips. Eric dropped the keys to the deck and waved good-bye at us without looking up or breaking from his kiss. John bent down and picked up the keys.
"Let's leave them to their wave-making," John chuckled as we stepped off of the boat dock and back onto land. I was relieved because I wasn't sure how much longer I could handle the side-to-side motion on the water. John unlocked one of the motorcycles on the trailer and unlatched the tie-downs on the handlebars. There was a white toolbox at the head of the trailer and he got out a loading ramp and two helmets.
When he was finished unloading the bike he turned it over and let it idle to warm itself up. He handed me a helmet and I put it on. "For our own safety. I know there's no law here, but I feel better about wearing it." He put his on and then he helped me with mine since I couldn't figure out the double D-ring on the chinstrap. Once that was done, John threw his leg over the red Ducati 998 and I got on the back of it, resting my feet on the passenger foot pegs. "You ready?" John asked through his helmet. I nodded as I wrapped my arms around his firm delectably body. He twisted the throttle and we were off into the heart of Lake Havasu City.
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We stopped by a whole in the wall Chinese place on the other side of town. John insisted on feeding me himself using chopsticks, and I wore a good majority of my dinner. When we were through we got back on the bike and took a long ride out of Havasu out toward the Colorado River. The feel of the cool breeze and the warmth of John's body in front of me were so soothing. I could feel his heart beating in his chest and I tightened my grip around him. The stars stood out to us like they were within our reach to touch them.
The road became curvy, and John leaned the bike into and out of them like he was a seasoned rider. Maybe he was and he never told me. After about 40 miles my feet were going numb and so was my tailbone from the sliver of a seat I had been sitting on. I squeezed John and yelled to him through the wind noise to turn around and go back to Havasu. He found a turn off and we turned around going back the way we came. I lifted the face shield on my helmet to let the wind blow against my face. I wanted him to stop someplace secluded so we could spend some time together.
I wanted to sit on his lap and kiss him under the stars until the sun came up. About thirty minutes later we were back to the lake and John took us around to a spot that seemed out of the way. It was perfect: It was dark, quiet, and most of all it was John. He cut the ignition to the bike and kicked down the side stand. He took his helmet off and hung it on one of the handlebars. He helped me with mine and hung it on the other one.
"Come here," he said in a seductive voice.
I got off of the back of the bike slowly. My ass and my feet were both totally numb from the pressure of my tailbone sitting on the tail section of an Italian sport bike. My legs felt like Jello and it took all I could just to stand up from that compromising passenger accommodation. John slid back a little in his seat, taking me by the hand to come sit in front of him. I straddled the bike with my back facing the handlebars and my legs draped over his. He took his hand and traced it down the side of my cheekbone.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked with his lips barely touching mine. At this distance I could taste him and I wanted more. I pushed my tongue past his as I pressed into him under the stars. John's hands tightly squeezed my waist as he pressed back into me with his lips. It was growing cooler and cooler by the water yet my skin felt so hot next to his. I bit his lower lip and moved down to his neck, biting and licking him. He started to plant kisses on my neck and then started to suck the crook of my neck below my ear. That shot pins and needles down the side of my body, practically putting me on the verge of fainting. I let out a gasp and then my breaths were fast and short.
I grabbed a bunch of his T-shirt and began to pull it up, exposing the flesh on his back. My fingers aggressively dug into him, pulling him into me as close as I could get him. John's hand roamed up under my shirt and lifted it up over my head. I had my spaghetti strap bathing suit top on and he slowly untied the back of it as he kissed and bit my neck and shoulders. I could feel my thong underwear dripping with desire as he slowly drew the top off of me and onto the ground. I arched my back to give him full access to my bare breasts, which he took a handful of one and made circles around the other with his tongue. I felt goosebumps rise to the surface of my flesh as he switched sides.
The burning of fire in my soul for him was rising to an all-time high. John leaned me into the gas tank of the bike, which was like leaning back into a block of ice. My head rested uncomfortably against the fairing as he placed wet kisses down to my naval and back up to my breasts. I wasn't sure how much longer I could take this, so I sat up a little and pulled John's shirt up over his head and tossed it on the ground.
With a light touch my fingers danced their way down to his pierced nipples, making their own circles. John squeezed his eyes shut as I licked my fingers and went back to his piercings. His breathing got faster and harder as my fingers trailed down to his jeans where I got a hand under them to play with his restricted hard on. He leaned his head back and undid the button and zipper on his jeans, then got off of the bike.
He helped me off as well and we both got rid of our pants and underwear. Even though it was dark out there I could still see his gorgeous body glistening under the stars in this perfect moment. I went up to him, rubbing my hands over every part of his body I could. I wrapped my fingers around his throbbing dick and began massaging him. I could hear a muffled growl immerse from him, but I think we were both on the same wavelength when it came to the idea of not getting caught by the park authorities.
John took my hands into his and led me back over to the motorcycle. He sat back on the seat and helped me back on to where I was at previously. His fingers made their way down to my wet, hot, and very swollen clit and started giving me my erotic massage. I can never sit still for something like that and I started to fidget on the gas tank. I was so wet I could leave snail trails all over everything.
"John, I can't wait anymore. I....need...you....inside..." I forced the words to come out as pleasure was taking over all of my primary body functions. With his thumb continuously rubbing on my clit, he slid himself inside of me while using the strength of his legs to hold the Ducati upright. I used a bouncing motion against him that put indescribable clitoral pressure on me I had a difficult time not screaming it felt so good. John used his upper body strength and helped felicitate our union by gripping my hips lifting me up and down onto him. I had to start kissing him otherwise the whole lake, wildlife and campers, would find out there is another wild kingdom on the rise.
I forced my tongue into his mouth, tasting his essence on each breath. John began to whimper as I could feel him swelling up to a climax. I kept bouncing on him harder and harder, causing the sportbike's suspension to give under the load. My orgasm was approaching fast, but just like at the Hard Rock hotel a few days ago, it lingered for an eternity. My eyes rolled back as I buried my head into John's shoulder where I started to bite into his flesh. John held me against him snugly. Once it had subsided my body went limp against his and we held each other under the stars until we both had enough strength to stand up and put our clothes back on.
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John and I arrived back at the truck over by the boat dock. The Excursion was backed into the loading ramp and Roxanne and Devin were putting the boat back on its trailer. The RV and semi were gone already, I can only assume they went back to Vegas. Once the boat was on the trailer Roxanne jogged over to us.
"You did it, didn't you?" She smiled, as she looked deep into both of us. "Fun, wasn't it? C'mon, I'll help you get this thing back on the trailer. I was going to ride while I was here, but I was...distracted.." She looked back over to a smiling Eric who was standing by Candy next to the Excursion. "I figure we'd get back now that way we don't have to drive in the middle of the day like we had to coming here."
Once the bike was loaded John and I went back to our hotel and got our things and then checked out. We hopped into Eric's truck and there was this tap on the window. I rolled it down and it was Eric. "You want your laptop?" I asked him. He shook his head.
"Nope. I got a message for you, though. Tomorrow night at six Roxanne wants you meet us over at the VooDoo Lounge at the Rio Hotel. It's for the nuclear performance you guys gave at the shoot. Casual business attire dress code. See you guys tomorrow." Eric started to go over to the Excursion that was parked close by.
"Eric, where are you going to stay?" I called over to him.
He shot back a devilish smile and pointed at the Excursion where Roxanne was sitting in the driver's seat. "Where do you think?" He laughed and gave me a thumbs-up before getting into the SUV with Roxanne and Candy. John turned the truck over and pulled out of the parking lot as we were on our way back to Vegas.
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Chapter Fifteen
Doggett:
We'd both passed out after our recent lovemaking and I woke with Monica's dead weight lying on top of me in what was now our bed in the MGM Grand mini suite. Her hair tickled my nose but I put up with it to smell the scent and just to have her so close once again. The past two days had taken their toll on our bodies and our relationship. If we could last through the recent turmoil then we could suffer anything the world threw our way.
She began to stir and her body felt wonderful on mine as her contented purrs vibrated my chest and her fingers absently ran through my hair. It was five in the afternoon, one hour before we were to meet Roxanne, Eric and Candy for dinner and dancing at the VooDoo Caf� and Lounge at the Rio. This was Roxanne's way of repaying us for the extra effort we'd put into our first two shootings, over and above what she'd expected. She hadn't told us much yet about the response to what we'd done but had hinted at there being some conversation this evening about her thoughts and our future plans.
Monica kissed my chest and moved her head up and smiled with a warm grin.
"Hmmm, John, that was wonderful, you are wonderful." Her lips met mine and we smiled all the way through another one of our long, passionate kisses.
"Monica," I rolled her over onto her back and gave her a last fiery kiss then looked into her eyes.
"We're due to meet Roxanne in an hour, can you look beautiful by then?" She looked from to the other of my eyes, to my lips and back again and knew I was teasing,
"What do you think?" She laughed wickedly making me curious to see the final product after she showered and changed. As she walked to the bathroom my eyes followed her delicious contours remembering having just felt her in my arms. Her head swept around as she reached the door,
"Want to join me?"
"Monica, we don't have time." My head motioned towards the clock.
"What, we don't have time to shower?" She smirked. "Seems to me we'd 'save' time."
I chuckled and got out of bed to join her.
The shower recess was larger than I'd seen before and easily fitted both of us inside. We let the steaming waterfall over our aching bodies allowing it to drain away two days worth of energy sapping, but very enjoyable, extra-curricula activities. Without talking we proceeded to soap up and rinse each other as though we were but one body. Her eyes closed as I shampooed her hair and massaged her scalp, then lathered my hands and traced over every part of her I could reach. My hands lingered at the spots that elicited moans but soon moved on or we'd have been there too long. Roxanne didn't tolerate tardiness.
After helping her to rinse off the foam Monica then reciprocated, first lathering up my hair. When we began to kiss again, as her fingers ran over my scalp, I could feel the energy beginning to return. She must have felt it too because she stopped, found the soap and resumed her assault on my body with her hands all the time smiling and occasionally looking into my eyes. We both knew there was no time for sex now. The impish chuckle that came from her as she soaped my balls then dick reminded me of payback when I'd lingered between her legs with the soap. I couldn't help but respond just as she had.
"Mon," My breathing was stronger. "We don't have time for this." She just smiled then pressed her body into mine and spoke softly,
"I know, it'll make for better sex later." She rinsed her hands and ran them over me washing away any last strands of lather.
We got out of the shower and towelled each other dry again as one body and headed for the bedroom for our clothes. Monica went back to the bathroom with a bundle in her arms.
"Where are you off to?" She returned a cheeky smile and answered,
"Let me make a grand entrance John. I want to see your reaction." My mind had all these images of what she would look like as I pulled on my briefs then went to find my clothes for the evening. Roxanne had said that the dress code was casual business attire, no torn jeans, T-shirts, flip-flops or sneakers so I got out something a little better than that. Monica had told me I looked good in blue so I put on my new dark blue silk shirt and left a couple of buttons undone at the top. I went for my gold watch and slipped on my right wrist before doing up the cuffs.
I could hear the hairdryer going in the bathroom and wondered what Monica was wearing. Had she dressed or was she in her underwear? My mind imagined her body clad in blue lace and I envisaged kissing all over her flesh and slowly peeling the slivers of blue off her body. I'd heard research done that suggested men thought about sex every twenty-eight seconds. With women like Monica around it was more like every five. How were we ever going to go back to our normal lives after this?
I'd bought some nicely fitting black pants for just this occasion and was doing up the zip when the hairdryer sound stopped. As I threaded my black leather belt with understated gold buckle I heard her humming and realized I hadn't seen this side of her before. I smiled as I retrieved my black Doc Martens and began restoring their shine with the shoe care kit provided by the hotel.
It was when I'd slipped on my navy blue socks, tied the laces of my shoes and run a comb through my almost dry hair and slapped on some after-shave that I heard the bathroom door open. My eyes widened as my angel appeared.
The first thing I noticed was her wonderful face and adorable smile then to her hair tied up loosely, framing her face in feathers, softening her features. Her face was made up naturally and she had reddened her lips. My eyes trailed down to her curve hugging black dress that stopped just above the knees and had a slit exposing part of her right thigh. The neckline plunged in an oval shape hinting at a little cleavage and the strap was a continuous one that reached around the back of her neck. There were very faint sparkles around her midriff that matched the glinting of her diamond stud earrings. Her shoes were black, strappy stilettos at the end of her long slender legs. I was truly in heaven watching this celestial being.
"You like?" She already knew the answer by my expression and the way I just walked up to her, took her chin in my hand and gently kissed her cheek.
"You're beautiful Monica." I whispered near her mouth. She rubbed open hands over my chest through the shirt feeling the silkiness and my nipples hardened as a response.
"And John, you've come up pretty good yourself." If it wasn't for the fact that there was only fifteen minutes before we were to meet Roxanne I'd be stripping her and going for it on the bed right then. Her cheeks and neck flushed and I knew she felt the same way.
"Come on Mon. I want to be on time for this." She nodded and smiled and went to get her black matching small purse. I retrieved the black hip length black jacket I'd bought a couple of days ago and my wallet and we both slipped out the door very much looking forward to the evening ahead.
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This was the first time I'd ever been to the VooDoo Caf� and Lounge in The Rio All-Suite Hotel and Casino. We took the lift from the second floor of the Masquerade Tower all the way to the fiftieth floor where the caf� was situated. Later we would probably go up to the lounge for cocktails and dancing on the fifty-first. As the elevator doors opened the buzzing atmosphere of the very popular and trendy nightspot hit us. My heart raced as my excitement grew. When was the last time I'd felt so alive? Here I was about to have a wonderful evening with the love of my life by my side.
We spotted Roxanne and Eric talking very closely at a far table. I was sort of glad he'd been distracted from hitting on Monica. The way I thought about both of them; they both riled me up no end. To my mind they deserved each other. A quick eye scan revealed that Candy might not have turned up yet. I wasn't looking forward to the confrontation with her after having left her for Monica but I knew I'd have to explain myself and soon to get closure with her. We made our way over after mentioning to the waiter that we'd seen our friends.
Eric rose out of his seat when we arrived at the table. He shook my hand then took Monica's and kissed the back of it.
"Monica, you look scrumptious. Pity this guy here has his clutches into you because..." Roxanne pulling on his jacket interrupted him.
"Eric, my love, can I remind you that I'm still here?" Roxanne spoke confidently and with a smirk. He laughed as he sat down, put a long arm around her shoulders and pulled her in closer to him with his hand as if owning her. "And get your eyes off her chest!" She gave Eric a playful elbow in the ribs and he feigned pain.
Monica smiled, "You two certainly scrubbed up well." She turned to Eric. "I can't remember the last time I saw you in anything other than baggy blue jeans and an ratty T-shirt."
Roxanne interjected, "I threatened to handcuff him to the bed all evening if he didn't go out and buy a new outfit."
Eric smirked back, "And I called her bluff saying I'd stay there hand cuffed and vulnerable until she got back." We all laughed.
"So Candy's not here yet?" I addressed Roxanne not wanting to see Monica's reaction.
"Oh, she called and said she'd meet us after dinner upstairs in the lounge. She asked me if she could bring someone." I saw the glint in Roxanne's eye. Had she set Candy up with some other man to forget about me and the last few days? She certainly deserved someone other than me.
"He's a real looker too, possibly her next leading man if negotiations go well." She winked at me.
Monica was the first to reach for a menu.
"Let's order, I'm starving." She looked over to me. "When was the last time we ate?"
"You two been too busy in bed to bother about food?" Eric chimed. We both looked at each other and chuckled knowing it was true.
"You both can't talk, now I know where the term 'rocking the boat' comes from." I could tell Monica was happy for Eric. It got me wondering where his and Roxanne's relationship would lead. Eric was meant to be on the run from the FBI trail just like them. That was something to worry about later, now was the time to have some fun.
We'd ordered 'Blue Water Seafood Platter' to share for appetizers and Roxanne had ordered drinks.
Eric and myself liked the idea of the 'Menage a Trois of Filet Mignon, Lobster and Prawns'. Roxanne and Monica had the 'Creole Chicken'. We all decided to top off our meal with the caf�'s signature dessert, Bananas Foster, apparently a New Orleans favorite prepared tableside.
"I raise a toast to our dynamic duo here who has taken the adult movie business by storm." Roxanne held her full champagne glass in mid air.
"By storm?" Monica was fishing for more information.
"Yes sweetie, that's why we're here, to celebrate your very recent success." We all clinked glasses and sipped.
"What sort of success are we talking about here?" Even though I had enjoyed what we'd been doing to earn a living it still bothered me that someone might recognise us from this publicity. I very much doubted that those coming after us would have the time or the inclination to look up a site such as this.
"I was informed just before we came here tonight that membership of my website has doubled after your first movie was added. Since the advertisement of your soon to be completed Havasu Lake shoot there has been continuous traffic and many inquiries. Darlings, you are hot property." She took another sip when her cell phone rang. "I'll just take this outside."
"Well I can't believe it," Eric sat back in his chair, arms behind his head as Roxanne made her way out to reception cell phone to her ear. Devin her bodyguard watched her every move from another table.
"Believe what?" I was still a little annoyed by the attitude of this man.
"That taking a naked photo of you Mon, and a home video of you two in the sack, would all lead to this."
"You didn't did you?"
"Do what Monica? Sell your picture? No, I still have that in my hot little hand." He smirked. "But what does it matter now, the porn world has seen more than just a skin shot of you. That was some work out there at the lake." We blushed remembering all the people who had watched us have sex. To me it should be a private thing but I'd signed a contract at the risk of losing Monica.
"Exciting news." Roxanne appeared from behind us. As she sat down again she spoke, "My editors have informed me that your Lake shoot is ready for presenting to the world and they're estimating another influx of new membership. I thought maybe we could do a publicity photo shoot this weekend?" Her eyebrows rose in a question.
"Okay, I'm good." Monica looked over to me. How could I say no?
"Then it's settled, you both can come over to my place Saturday morning. Everything will be organised from my end, setting and wardrobe. You just bring those lithe bodies of yours and that fiery, sexy karma."
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Dinner had been magnificent and expensive. I was glad Roxanne was picking up the tab. We made our way upstairs to the VooDoo Lounge and secured a table with comfortable seating for six. We were expecting Candy and her date to be there soon. I would need to make time for my apologies to her but it would have to be without Monica feeling uncomfortable.
The ambiance of the place was magnificent. Half the roof top lounge was covered and the other half an open air terrace fifty-one storeys up. The views of the Las Vegas strip and the surrounds were breath taking. I'd heard that flair bartenders concocted specialty drinks like the award-winning "Witch Doctor," a mix of four Rums and tropical fruit juices so Monica and myself ordered one and we shared. We shared it in more than one way.
As Eric and Roxanne danced we sipped then kissed. All through dinner I had wanted her lips on mine once more and her body against mine. I'd heard that the VooDoo Lounge was third on the list of the best places in the city to kiss with the Bellagio Fountains being the top. We took advantage of the subdued lighting and the mood music to experience this for ourselves. After our second drink I could see Monica starting to loosen up a little. She slid some ice onto her mouth and moved to mine. My fingers traced the outline of the back of her dress as we shared the ice orally. Her fingers felt over the silk of my shirt tantalizing my back as we went through every cube of ice; sucking, licking, biting and combining juices. I was beginning to think of places we could go to 'cool' off but was interrupted by our friends returning from the dance floor.
Roxanne looked at her watch with a slightly concerned look.
"Candy said she'd be here by now. I want to discuss the terms of the contract with her before tomorrow's shoot."
"So Roxanne, who have you set Candy up with then?" I said trying not to show I was adjusting my crotch. I probably wouldn't know the gentleman anyway but thought I'd ask.
"I didn't set her up with anyone. She said she's bringing her boyfriend who used to be her ex, they've apparently reconciled. I wouldn't mind having him for myself, looks remarkably like Keanu Reeves." It was Eric's turn to show possession and with one arm he pulled her into his side.
"You're not going to star in your own movies unless it's with me." She just laughed and we all knew she was the boss behind the camera and not in front.
When I'd heard Roxanne's words about Rocky coming along a small gasp appeared from my throat and I knew Monica had noticed.
"John? Anything the matter?" Her eyes penetrated mine and I had to look away. After all the only time Rocky had seen me was when I was totally naked outside Candy's bedroom. It was completely obvious what we'd been doing. If Monica found out I'd be in mortal trouble even after we'd made up. Just how far Candy and myself had gone was still a mystery to her.
"You know him John?" Monica was curious. Eric appeared agitated.
"Come on Roxy, I love this song." He pulled her by the arm and she gave us a 'not again but I do love dancing with him' expression.
"How do you know him?' Monica expected the truth.
"I met him at Candy's a couple of days ago when you dropped me off there." The way her eyes searched mine I felt I was going through a lie detector test. "He came over to get a videotape he'd left there." Well it was almost true. So far I was passing. If she'd asked me what I'd been doing at the time he knocked then I'd be in deep shit again.
"So does he really look like Keanu Reeves?" I had to think about that one. At the time it had been dark, I was totally naked and I'd had Candy's gun pointing at him, hardly the time for celebrity comparisons.
"Maybe, but I don't really see people that way Mon." It was true so no buzzers went off on this occasion.
At that time we heard a familiar voice beside us and turned to see Candy dressed in a pink shiny curve-hugging mini with matching pink shoes. Her hair was tied in braids that draped over her shoulders. She looked like fairy floss ready to be licked. I felt that familiar euphoria when I breathed in her scent but tried to hide it from Monica.
"Hello Candy." I stood and offered her the chair next to ours. "Rocky's not here?"
"No, he was called home but I'll see him tomorrow." She was pensive. "John can I talk to you?" She looked across to Monica who got the hint that Candy wanted privacy. She still aggravated Monica, I could tell that my lover didn't trust her but she was beginning to trust me more. I could have faith in Monica to see the situation for what it was, a time for me to come clean with Candy.
"All right, I'll just go powder my nose."
Candy followed Monica with her eyes until she was out of ear shot then turned to me.
"Why John? Why didn't you tell me about her? Is she the reason you wouldn't make love to me? She's very beautiful and..." She almost broke down.
Again I felt like going through the third degree.
"Candy," I resisted the urge I had to hold her and kiss her passionately. "I'm really sorry but there's just something about you that makes me forget her when you're around."
She smiled seductively,
"So what are you thinking now?"
"Candy," It was hard to talk about it with her, and I was glad Monica wasn't there to hear. "It's difficult not to just kiss you. If Rocky hadn't interrupted us the other night then we would have made wild love for the rest of the night." She looked pleased for a moment then went thoughtful again. I took her hands in mine and looked into her amazing green eyes. "I really love Monica. She is my whole life. Don't get me wrong, I like you as a friend and if circumstances were different then I'd choose to be with you." Her eyes averted to the ground and she seemed to understand.
That last admission still hadn't quelled my desire to throw her on the table and plant her with kisses. Why was that?
"I have to ask you something." It was hard to say.
"Yes?"
"Why is it that I am madly in love and lust with Monica but when you're around I feel like molesting you?" Her head tilted to one side and she went a little coy. "You have something you want to tell me?" Without words for the next ten minutes she proceeded to show me. I was so mesmerized by her performance that I failed to notice Monica slide in next to me and slip her hand under my jacket feeling my back through the silk.
As Candy walked past the bar all the men, every single one of them turned and looked to see who had just walked by. Why hadn't I seen that before? Someone also needed to push their tongues back in their mouths before their drool formed a slippery mess on the ground. She went up to the dance floor and began to move behind Eric.
"What's she doing?" Monica made her presence known and jolted me out of my trance. "She's demonstrating to me why I let her do those things to me, why I let her come between us."
"What?" She put a hand to my cheek and drew my face around to meet hers. "John, talk to me."
"Just look Monica, every man she's been near so far has been in a trance."
"You're saying there's something unnatural about this?"
"Just look at her." I slipped my jaw out of her hand and our gaze went to Eric on the dance floor sandwiched between Candy and Roxanne. As his hands went up Roxanne's sides, Roxanne's fingers traced Candy's arms. As they writhed in snake like rhythm to the lyrical strains of the music they seemed a natural threesome. Eric was in seventh heaven with two hot bodies next to him. As the composition turned to more seductive tones all eyes focused on the three hot bodies in the middle of the dance floor. Eric rocked his body into Roxanne as her hands massaged his butt. Candy ran her magic touch up over his quads to his inner thighs and then lingered there with fingers just resting against his balls through his pants. The whole action on the dance floor was R rated. I just knew that if I was in Eric's position I'd hardly be able to stand up let alone dance.
I could feel Monica's hot breath on my cheek and knew she was also turned on by the action on the dance floor.
"Hmm, Roxanne did say she could go for Candy." Monica smiled on my cheek and gave me a small kiss. Whispering into my ear she said one word.
"Pheromones."
"What?" It was my turn to question.
"People can actually buy cologne nowadays that has chemicals added that are purported to attract the opposite sex."
"You mean Candy's perfume is rigged to attract men?"
"It looks that way, I've heard that it can increase the arousal and sexual pleasure of your partner, sex can be very stimulating more so than usual and it's even meant to help women and men have faster and more intense orgasms. There's one on the market called Primal Instinct."
"Hmmm, maybe we should try that." I growled near her ear.
"John," she responded grazing her nose along my jaw then kissing my cheek. "If we tried pheromones we'd die premature deaths. We already have a good thing going here, we don't need extra stimuli." The extent of the sex we'd had since leaving the desert was certainly unusual especially for two lovers in their thirties and early forties. My sex life had never been so hectic and erotic.
"So do you forgive me now?" I turned to meet her gaze. "I told her I love you, that you are my whole life and I mean it. I'll never lay another hand on her I promise." My arm was around her shoulders and my fingers played with her upper arm. Monica's lips pursed a little as she thought about my statement then they spread forming a smile.
"If you ever go near her I'm getting the handcuffs out and chaining you to the nearest fixed object." I loved the way she was strong. I could see that she could match Roxanne's strong personality any day.
As she sealed her forgiveness with a long, drawn out kiss we hadn't noticed the three people approaching us.
"I don't know about you guys but I want this night to go on for a little longer. I suggest going to my place for the night. I have a spa room that is wanting some company tonight." Roxanne's presence and words seemed logical.
We all looked from one to the other and liked the idea very much. Then she smirked and added,
"There is only one rule in the spa." She paused.
"It is?" I asked.
"No clothing." She chuckled and began to walk off. The rest of us followed looking forward to seeing and experiencing the spa bath she was talking about.
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The room was amazing. It was set out like ancient Roman baths with arches, pillars and small areas for privacy around the edges of the vast room. Each section had a bath that would snugly fit two people but the larger one in the middle could fit at least twenty. It was more like a swimming pool. The room was bathed in opalescent light that reflected off the water sending pearly, swirling patterns to the creamy stone walls. The area above the centre pool was two storeys high and painted and decorated to give the impression of a sky on a sunny day. The air was warm and fragrant conducive to relaxation and meditation and sex.
The five of us had all come back to Roxanne's house in her Excursion driven by Devin. We'd all had our fair share of alcoholic beverages over the evening so were grateful for Roxanne's bodyguard. Candy, Roxanne and Eric couldn't keep their hands off each other all the way. It seemed that Candy's perfume was attracting Roxanne too. Eric had been between the two women and seemed to lap up all the attention. I could see it being one of his fantasies. Wasn't it every man's fantasy to have two beautiful women fawning over him?
"Yes, I can tell what you're thinking. I have used this setting in a few of my movies." Roxanne was the first to take off her robe letting it just drop to the floor. My jaw hung almost to my chest and I hoped Monica hadn't seen my reaction. Here was a woman who obviously worked out. The muscle definition in her arms and thighs could be seen even from where I was. Her stomach was taut and flat and her breasts medium sized perfectly matching all her body curves. Seeing the nipple rings and the navel ring made me wonder if she had piercings elsewhere. As if to give us all directions she moved to the 'bath' and slipped in. "Come on in, it's heated to perfection."
Candy was the next to slip off her robe revealing her nakedness. She looked across to Monica as she did so, almost wanting her to know what I had already seen. I remembered that body below me as I was about to consummate our relationship and blushed with the images of what would have happened between Monica and myself if that had occurred. It was Eric's turn to drool as Candy sleeked over to the edge of the pool, bent over revealing her perfect ass and then glided in and swam over to Roxanne.
Eric disrobed and I could see all the women eyeing him off. He had an amazing physique for a computer nerd so must have done some sort of exercise in between his bouts of hacking or whatever it was that he did. He waded over to the two women in the pool and took a place between them.
"Come in you two, it's not that we haven't seen you naked before." Eric smirked as he placed his arms around each of the ladies taking possession of them both. All eyes were on us now. Monica let her robe drop to the ground while I hung mine on a nearby hook. When I turned back Monica was in the pool and making her way over to the threesome.
"So tell us Roxanne," I said as I swam over to Monica at the pool's edge and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "You must have a few stories you could tell us about this place."
"You're telling me. One shoot we did we had to get the paramedics. The girl was giving the guy a head job in one of the outer baths and in her excitement she almost drowned after taking in a little too much water."
We all smiled and shook our heads.
"So Roxy baby, what's the wildest scene you've shot here?" Eric's fingers made ribbon patterns over her shoulder.
"Hmm, that would have to be the gang bang."
"Oooh, I've only read about those, tell us about it."
"This woman came to me and said she wanted me to film her wildest fantasy while her husband watched."
"Her husband?" Candy needed confirmation.
"She'd mentioned this to her husband and he apparently was really turned on by her requested so decided to play along."
"Tell us more." I could see that Monica was getting into the mood and wondered whether she'd ever had fantasies like that. I don't think I could accept it if she wanted sex with other men let alone me watching it all happen. "So there was one female, how many men?"
"Six." All jaws dropped. I just had to interject.
"How could a woman possibly have sex with six men and survive?"
As Roxanne explained Devin came in with a silver trolley on top of which were two bottles of champagne in ice buckets and five flutes. He filled each one dutifully and handed them to us. I wasn't usually a champagne drinker but I needed the buzz the bubbles gave me as I could see this conversation heating up.
"Well it wasn't all at once. The poor woman would have had her body ripped apart" She laughed.
"Sometimes she had two or three at once while the others rested to 'recuperate' so to speak. I've seen some incredible sex in my time but the way that woman took every which way and loved every minute of it I'll never forget."
The mental images going through my mind were definitely being enhanced by Roxanne's story telling and the beverage in my hand. The arm that was around Monica now moved down to her thigh and I made sweeping movements from her knee to her shaved pubic area. She let out a breath each time I touched that magic spot on her inner thigh. The water was so clear that the others would be able to see what was happening under the water but I was beyond caring. The talk and the champagne were making me think about sex again.
Sensing the heating atmosphere Eric spoke,
"After Roxanne's story I have a question for you all and it can be answered as wildly as you want. We want entertainment here."
"Go ahead." I saw Roxanne's leg link with his under the water and her hand went to his thigh. Candy's hand was going further and moved up to feel his growing erection.
"If you were to die tomorrow what would be your one final wish? Any takers?"
I decided to go first because my wish would probably be the tamest.
"If I were to die tomorrow I'd want to marry the woman of my dreams and make crazy love to her all night long." Monica let out a groan from inside her throat as I slipped my hand between her legs and began to finger her labia. Her legs spread for me and I could almost feel the heat radiating off her skin.
"Monica, you go next." Eric knew what I was doing under the water. Even if he couldn't see through the crystal clear fluid then he would have been able to read it on her face. My fingers slipped inside and felt sudden heat. "Earth to Monica." He was rubbing it in verbally as digitally I ran two fingers in long movements either side of her clit.
"Um," she croaked. "I'd ... want to be married ....and have a ...baby." I stopped for a moment from the surprise of what she'd just said but she moved her hips wanting me to go on. She wanted a baby? Thoughts went through my mind imagining myself with a baby son or daughter in my forties. If Luke had lived he'd be a teenager by now and probably be more independent. I suppose I'd resolved myself to the fact I'd have no more children. Monica was moving on my fingers doing half the job of stimulating her. This was all leading to sex but I had no qualms of doing the deed here in the pool.
My thoughts were interrupted with Roxanne's wish.
"Not having starred in any of my movies and not having had the desire to do so, I'd still like to perform some of the things I've witnessed."
"Oh, and what's that Roxy?"
"One secret craving of mine is to do it in bed with a man and a woman at the same time. I've never built up the courage to ask anyone."
"Well that's a coincidence. Our minds must be on the same wavelength." Eric was having difficulty talking now as both Roxanne's and Candy's hands took his dick and balls. Candy was the first to kiss him as she massaged his erection. Roxanne kissed down his shoulder and ran fingers through his hair.
As I watched the three across from us my breathing was becoming more hoarse. I moved Monica so she was facing me with her knees either side of my hips but I could still get a good view of the threesome action over her shoulder. My fingers pushed inside her moist, slippery hole and she grabbed my dick and was doing to me what Candy was doing to Eric.
"Candy," Eric could hardly talk. "Still... haven't heard.... from you."
"Hmmm," Candy was very much aroused and went to straddle him with Roxanne's silent permission. Roxanne wrapped fingers around his swollen member and found Candy's entrance for her then she sat down on him slowly feeling his mass fill her hot cavern. Roxanne's hand went to Candy's ass and I could see her feeling the contours. When she didn't object she placed her other hand on Candy's ample breast and flicked the nipple with her thumb.
Monica was heaving on my three fingers.
"John, I need you in me." Her hands resting on my shoulders were digging in painfully but I was distracted by the eroticism of having sex while watching the threeway in front of me. I replaced my fingers with the throbbing mass that was between my legs. The live porn show before me was definitely a turn on. My lover bounced on me just as Candy was fucking Eric.
Roxanne glided around to the back of Candy and moved her hair to the side to allow her access to her neck. She planted light kisses over the nape and then down her back. I could tell Candy was really enjoying this just as I was becoming more and more sexually charged with Monica's movements on me. It took all my strength to hold back the hell of an orgasm I knew I'd have.
Candy arched her back and groaned as Eric massaged her clit. Still running her lips across her shoulders Roxanne's other hand feathered down her back to her ass then slipped a finger in her crack. She then slid a digit just inside her anus and started moving it in and out, then added another. Roxanne's free hand went to Candy breasts and cupped them and rolled the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. The feel of Eric's dick inside her, her clit being stimulated, the hand on her breasts and the fingers up her ass was seemingly enough bringing her to a massive orgasm. She screamed out as she came. Roxanne thrust inside her ass with force helping her add to the intensity of her climax.
"Go on baby, let it all out. Come for me baby, just like that." Candy's head fell back exhausted from the fiery climax. She carefully dismounted and rested against the pool edge coming to her senses once more. I could see that Eric was still raring to go and he took Roxanne in his hands and kissed her forcefully on the mouth then moved her so her back was to the edge.
"Now it's your turn for a fuck you vixen!" He spread her legs forcefully and rammed into her while Roxanne called his name as if in a trance. As he pounded away Roxanne's breasts bounced in and out of the water. Droplets were spilling from her nipple rings. "Ooh Roxy, you're such an excellent fuck." He pounded on for minutes pinning her against the rim of the bath.
I could tell he was then close to release.
"I can't hold on...sorry." He gave one more heave then shot everything he had into her. Candy had recovered enough to finish the job for Roxanne. As Eric pulled out and lay spent on the pool's edge Candy moved over and gave the woman he had just shot his seed into a light kiss on the lips. When she accepted she went in for more. The sight of the two women kissing was almost too much to take. I willed myself to keep screwing Monica and come when she did.
Mouths opened and tongues met, sliding all over then plunged in. Candy's hand fingered one nipple ring and then the other, then her hand trailed down to Roxanne's navel, tugging at the silver metal.
She said something in her ear that I didn't quite catch but Roxanne moved up to sit right on the edge of the pool then spread her legs with knees up. It was at that moment I got a glimpse of more silver and knew Roxanne had a clitoris ring too. That must have been painful to get but it was such an erotic thing to see on a woman. Candy stood up and began kissing her on the mouth then over her chin to her neck. A hand went to between her legs and began fiddling as Roxanne writhed. A mouth was on her nipple licking and sucked and her teeth tugged at the ring causing shivers of pure delight down her lover's body. Her attention went to the other nipple and she threaded her hardened tongue into the circle and pulled. Roxanne took hold of Candy's hand and pulled as she made her way down leaving a cool trail of drool.
She planted kisses across her abdomen and her navel ring before making her way to between Roxanne's legs. I could tell she was in another world. Her eyes rolled back and her head fell backwards.
"Move back a bit." Candy gave directions before she started licking Roxanne's wet, hot center. I hadn't heard groans like that from anyone before. Candy pushed a finger inside her anus as her tongue fucked her. Candy tongued and tugged on the hot metal on her clit and Roxanne looked as though she would pass out with the pressure. As Roxanne was coming to her climax I could feel Monica's signs and knew that I would be relieved of my load soon too. Monica moved in to kiss me as we both came. Her body shuddered uncontrollably on top of me. I didn't need to see that Roxanne was orgasming too. Her vocal emanations would have travelled as far as Devin, maybe to Las Vegas strip as well.. The eroticism of what I'd just seen and heard combined with this beautiful woman on top of me made for one extraordinary orgasm. The temperature in the room would have gone up ten degrees just from all our body heat.
We lay spent all of us having found release in a big way. It was Eric who started laughing first, then Roxanne, then all of us were laughing so hard at the absurdity of it all. Never before had I imagined having sex with an audience but there was something about it that was certainly fucking stimulating.
"So Candy, you still haven't told us your deepest, darkest wish." Eric was determined to find out.
She smiled a very satisfied grin and spoke,
"I've never told a soul this but I've want to have sex with three men at one. I want every cavity filled at the one time. That is so erotic to me."
Roxanne's eyes widened and she knew she'd picked a winner here for more prize-winning adult movies of hers.
"That could be arranged," she said wickedly.
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