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The XXX Weekends
Book: The XXX Weekends Read Online Free
Author: K.C. Cave
Tags: BDSM, Interracial, Lesbian, mf, Romantic, cuckold, big black cock
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two minutes, Melanie settled back on the bed.
    “Make a fist.”
    Deep inside Melanie, Junie curled her fingers.
    “Oh, god, oh god, oh fuck, fuck, fuck !”
    “Goddam it, Melanie!”
    “Fuck me! Oh, god! Fuck me !”
    Junie thrust into Melanie, twisting her wrist as she fucked her lover. She watched, incredulous, as Melanie’s abdomen swelled in the shape of her hand as she hit bottom deep inside her cunt. Kneeling between her knees, now intently laboring, Junie furiously rubbed Melanie’s clit with her other hand as she fucked her with her fist. The incessant pumping overwhelmed Melanie. Her body shuddered, and she came with an electric force. As she threw her head back and screamed, the power of her orgasm expelled Junie’s hand from her pussy.
    “Jesus! Melanie! I could feel your spasms!”
    “Kiss me! Kiss me!” Melanie begged.
    Junie ran her wet hand over Melanie’s tummy, smearing her with her own juices, as she pulled her lover to her and kissed her. Reaching up, she released the cuffs, and Melanie pulled Junie into her arms. Collapsing on the bed next to her, Junie found the remote and turned the lights and cameras off. Melanie’s hand snaked its way to Junie’s cunt, hot and wet. The sight, sound and sensations of Melanie’s orgasm had her on the edge of blowing. In under five minutes, Melanie’s fingers sent jittery waves through Junie’s body, and she came into her lover’s hand.
    Sated and exhausted, they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
    The next morning, the women slept in. After breakfast, they walked to the Phillips Collection, where Melanie showed her girlfriend that she had more than a passing knowledge of modern art.
    At lunch, Junie leaned in to Melanie, reached under the table, and squeezed her hand. “Let’s go back to the room and watch a movie.”
    The room had been made up while they were gone. Junie immediately undressed and climbed on the bed, but Melanie demurred. “I’m sore.” Junie kissed her on the nose and curled up in Melanie’s arms as they watched their movie.
    “In- fucking -credible,” Melanie said when it was over. “I’m like, I don’t know, a sexual volcano! You can see that my whole body is on fire! And, Junie, you were so turned on!”
    “I can honestly say I was never so sexually aroused in my life. Watching my arm disappear into you—it was like magic. When you came, you squeezed me so hard, you pushed me right out of you.”
    Junie walked over to the laptop on the coffee table. “I just hit this button and it’s deleted.”
    “Push another button instead and make me a copy.”

    Michael walked into the living room and sat opposite Junie, sitting with her legs crossed, perusing her tablet.
    “Who was that on the phone?” she asked, not looking up.
    “Melanie. She’s got a problem.”
    Junie looked up. “Tell me.”
    “Princess, it’s a perfect economic shit storm, it would seem. Her fellowship was canceled, she lost her part-time job, and she missed two months’ rent.”
    “She never said anything.”
    “It gets worse. She was evicted. She’s got to be out of her apartment by Friday.”
    “What’s she going to do?”
    “I had to drag it out of her. She’s going to sleep in her car.”
    Junie turned red. “ What? Homeless? No fucking way.”
    Michael looked at her. “Got any ideas, Princess?”
    She thought for a minute. “Yes, I do. I’m calling a crash meeting. I want her over here tonight.”
    Two hours later, Junie met Melanie at the door. She gave a wan smile and tried to walk by Junie into the living room. Junie would have none of it. Pulling Melanie to her, Junie kissed her on the lips. “Have a seat, sister.”
    Michael walked in with a tray—wine for the ladies, sparkling water for him, hummus and pita bread all around.
    “Do you ever wear clothes?” Melanie asked him.
    “Not around my two favorite women.”
    Junie started. “Michael told me everything. I just want to be upfront. No lover of mine is going to be
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