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Subject: {ASSM} From Manhattan to Munich: Part 5 - Crazy Little Thing Called Love (MF, MFF, oral, anal)
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From Manhattan to Munich
Part 5 - Crazy Little Thing Called Love
MF, MFF, oral, anal

Tomorrow, we were going to have a board meeting. It was going to
be the most important board meeting we've ever had in our eleven
years of existence. We started off in a nice office on the
thirteenth floor of WTC 1 just three months before 9/11. On 9/11,
we lost our friend Gregory, and the financial losses nearly
destroyed our company which was just in its infancy. We were
forced to relocate our operations to a shared apartment where I
still live to this day.

After a long night's sleep, I woke up about 7 AM. I was still a
little tired, considering that I spent yesterday flying to Kansas
City and having hours of sex with my ex-girlfriend Taylor. I
forced myself to get out of bed, and I went to the bathroom and
took a cold shower. The shower was invigorating and refreshing,
and it helped me wake from my grogginess. I stepped out of the
shower, dried off, and put on some clothes and checked my email.
I checked my email: nothing important, and nothing from Victoria.
I re-opened the last email she sent me with the poem. I read the
poem again, and my heart warmed at the love and affection she
poured out to me in her own words. 

The poem made me realize what was important to my life: Victoria.
I had to put my past behind me in order to move forward, and in
order to move forward with Victoria, I had to put my past with
Taylor behind me. Then my phone rang. I checked the caller ID. It
was Taylor. "Hello?" I answered.

"Hey Sean-Paul, you have a minute," Taylor asked.

"Actually, I have all day. Today's gonna be a lazy day since I'm
not doing business until tomorrow."

"Oh goodie! Meet us at La Guardia! We'll be landing in about an
hour! Bye!" Then Taylor hung up. What did she mean by us? Oh dear
God, I hope her aunt Mindy didn't find out about our sexual
relationship and was dragging Taylor here to confront me...or
worse. I decided whatever it was, it had to be dealt with. I was
a responsible businessman, so I approached this as a responsible
businessman. I finished getting ready, and I left the apartment
and took a taxi to La Guardia.

I arrived at La Guardia about thirty minutes later. I hated
waiting in a busy airport. I decided to go to the Starbucks in
the airport. I turned on my phone and texted Taylor and told her
I would be waiting for her in Starbucks. I ordered a tall coffee,
and I sat down and drank the java juice as I waited for my ex to
show up. I waited about fifteen minutes. 

I looked out the window, and I saw a group of people walk by. I
saw a bunch of people wearing Kansas City Royals memorabilia. I
figured Taylor's plane had landed early. I saw a fat
hillbilly-looking guy wearing a Los Angeles Dodgers uniform. He
had scraggly hair, a receding hairline, and a full beard which he
dyed blue. Then I saw the name on the back of his uniform:
SEXTON. Oh dear God, it was that "Troy From West Virginia" who
made those creepy YouTube videos about his man-crush on Joe
Beimel. I felt sorry for him. After he walked on by, I saw the
door to Starbucks open up, and then in walked Taylor and another
girl. Taylor's companion was slightly taller than her. I noticed
that she was wearing a tight t-shirt and tight blue jeans. Her
breasts were definitely larger than Taylor, and her hips and butt
had more curviness than Taylor's. I instinctively knew who it was
from Taylor's Facebook photos. I motioned for them to join my
table. I got up and gave Taylor a hug. I was much taller than her
4'10" frame. I gave Taylor a kiss on the cheek. "Welcome to New
York City," I said.

"Thanks," Taylor replied. I went to kiss her cheek again, but she
turned so that my lips landed squarely on her lips. We broke the
unintended kiss - well, I assume it was unintended - and Taylor
smiled at me and winked. I couldn't help but smile at her. She
was the hottest fuck I've ever been with. I felt my cock harden
as I visualized fucking my ex-girlfriend into countless numbers
of orgasms for the second straight day.

Then I remembered that she wasn't alone. "So," I said, "are you
going to introduce me to Angelica?"

Taylor laughed. "Angelica, this is my ex-boyfriend Sean-Paul."
Angelica looked at me and drifted her eyes up and down to look at
me. Then her gaze fell down the obvious bulge in my slacks.
"Sean-Paul, this is Angelica...my ex-girlfriend. Angelica,
Sean-Paul is a billionaire." I looked Angelica in the eyes. Holy
fuck, she was gorgeous. Gorgeous dark hair, beautiful brown eyes,
creamy white skin, kissable rosy red cheeks, and luscious lips
which made her mouth look like a delicate heart. Angelica was
wearing a low-cut top which revealed a generous portion of her
breasts. I hurriedly returned my gaze to her eyes. I saw the
blush in her cheeks grow.

I turned away from Angelica and looked at Taylor. Her face was
flushed as well. "Let's get a hotel somewhere," I said.

"Okay," Taylor replied. We got in the taxi and got a luxurious
hotel suite at the Plaza Hotel. After we arrived in the hotel
room, Taylor threw her arms around my neck and pulled herself up
so she could wrap her legs around my waist. And then she pulled
my head closer to hers until our lips finally met. I had just
officially broken up with her last night, but here we were giving
in to our passion once again. My cock was throbbing as I slid my
hands underneath her shirt. She shivered as my fingernails
dragged slowly down her back. And then I moved my hands around. I
felt her already-taut stomach clench as I dragged my fingers up
her belly. And then I reached her tiny breasts.

"Aah!" Taylor broke the kiss and moaned as my fingers began
teasing her erect nipples. She began huncing her denim-covered
cunt against my belt buckle at a feverish pace. I had never known
anybody as sexually-charged as Taylor. For most women, nipple
stimulation is mere foreplay. But for Taylor, it was a vehicle
for orgasms. I had never known any woman who reaches orgasms as
fast as Taylor. She wanted to cum. I could sense it. I laid her
down on the bed and quickly stripped her until she was completely
naked. I quickly stripped out of my clothes. My cock was aching.
I brought my lips to her right nipple and sucked for all it was
worth. "AAH!" Taylor cried out as my oral stimulation of her
erect nub was driving her closer to her release. I looked down at
her cunt. She was soaked.

I could smell the sweet scent of Taylor's growing arousal. It was
intoxicating and erotic. I thought I shoud include Angelica in
the fun. I looked at the dark-haired beauty. "Hey Angelica, wanna
make her squirt?"

"She can squirt?" Angelica asked with surprise in her eyes. "Holy
fuck yes, I wanna see that!"

"Then go to the bathroom and grab a shampoo bottle," I said.
Angelica ran to the bathroom and returned with a shampoo bottle.
It was the exact shape and size of the one I used on Taylor
yesterday for countless hours. I quickly stripped out of my
clothes. Angelica gasped out loud, and her eyes widened as ten
inches of erect cock were before her eyes. "Watch this," I said.
Then I pressed the crown of my cock against her vaginal opening,
and then I shoved myself in.

"AAAAIIIIEEEEE!" Taylor threw her head back and howled as an
orgasm crashed into her. I began fucking my cock in and out of
Taylor's spasming quim, and then I pulled out completely. I took
the shampoo bottle from Angelica. I pulled myself out of her
cunt; she was still in the middle of an intense climax. I pressed
my erection against the wrinkled star of Taylor's anus. I pressed
the shampoo bottle at the gaping entrance to her womanhood. And
then, I shoved both in to the hilt. "AAAAAOOOOOWWWWEEEEEEE!"
Taylor howled as her orgasm was suddenly interrupted by a
stronger, more powerful orgasm. Her entire body trembled
violently as the climax swept her away into an inner sanctum
between parallel universes.

I glanced at Angelica. She was panting. The flush in her face had
spread down to her cleavage. Her nipples were erect and pushing
against the thin fabric of her tight white top. "Ready to see her
squirt?" I asked Angelica.

"Uh huh, uh HUH," she moaned as she began rubbing her cunt
through her jeans.

"Okay, you asked for it," I said.

Then I began pumping. "Awww fuck," Taylor gasped as I began
pumping my cock in and out of her ass while pumping the shampoo
bottle in and out of her tight pussy. She was burning hot inside.
The only sounds in the room were my rapid, wet penetration of
Taylor, and with Angelica's moans as she pleasured herself
through her clothes, it was a sweet melody. Suddenly, Angelica
joined in on the fun. She fastened her mouth on Taylor's mouth.
They began kissing wildly. Angelica's hands drifted down until
they found Taylor's erect nipples. She seized each nipple between
her fingers and gave them a hard pinch. Then I pressed the
shampoo bottle down so it would rub against my cock through her
vaginal and rectal walls. "Ahh, ahh, AHH, AHH, AHH, AHH,
AAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!" Taylor broke their kiss and screamed
as her entire body was seized by yet another orgasm. Her nervous
system was overwhelmed with orgasm.

The feeling of Taylor's rectum twisting and clenching around me
was maddening torture, but I was determined to hold off until
Taylor reached squirting euphoria. I looked at Angelica. "Let's
make her squirt! Get up here so you can drink her cum!" Angelica
got up and joined me. As soon as she reached me. I thought she
was going to throw her arms around me and pull me in for a hot
kiss. But all she did was wink at me, and with that, I went for
the kill. I pressed the shampoo bottle up to torture Taylor's
G-spot, and then I seized her stiff clitoris between my fingers
and pinched hard.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Taylor
threw her head back and screamed out her release. Tears spilled
from her eyes as she was seized by the most ultimate form of
pleasure. Spasm after spasm after glorious spasm sent her into
violent fits. And her sweet, delicious nectar squirted out. Her
tasty, tangy fluids shot high in an arc. Angelica and I eagerly
drank down Taylor's essence for well over a minute.

The feeling of Taylor's asshole as it clamped down hard around my
cock was nearly too much. I had other plans for my release. I
pulled out and laid down with her. My cock was liberally coated
with fecal matter. I got my underwear and wiped my cock clean. I
brought my head down to Taylor's, and we began kissing. Finally,
I whispered into her ear. "I think Angelica's cunt is lonely."

"I bet it is too," Taylor replied.

I looked up to Angelica. "Want me to make you squirt," I asked
her.

"I-I-I-I c-c-c-can't," she said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because she's not into guys," Taylor suddenly piped out.

Ohhh. That explains it. Taylor's bisexual, but Angelica is 100%
lesbian. And she's a damn hot lesbian, too. "Well, you can still
join in on the fun. Taylor can eat you."

"O-o-okay," Angelica replied. Angelica stripped out of her
clothes. Holy fuck, her body was amazing. She sat down on
Taylor's face and began grinding her cunt on Taylor's mouth.
Taylor began sucking and licking on her ex-girlfriend's juicy
cunt. Like Taylor, Angelica was completely shaven. And I noticed
Angelica's erect clitoris. It was quite large, one of the largest
I've ever seen. "Yes, yes, yes!" Angelica sighed explosively as
Taylor began sucking hard on the engorged button.

Damn this was hot. I couldn't help but join in. I positioned
myself so that my cock was pressing against Taylor's gaping cunt.
And then I pushed. "UUMMPH!" She gasped at the sudden
penetration.

"AHH!" Angelica cried out as Taylor's muffled cries of pleasure
vibrated around her engorged clitoris. Angelica closed her eyes,
parted her lips, and began bucking her hips as her
ex-girlfriend's mouth was driving her to her own release. The
flush spread all over Angelica's body. Her erect nipples looked
oh so inviting. I don't care if she's not into guys. I couldn't
help myself. "AAIII!" Angelica cried out as I began tweaking her
stiff nipples with my fingers. She half-opened her eyes and
looked right at me. And then suddenly she threw her arms around
me, pulled me in close, and brought my lips to hers. We began
kissing hot and deep. And then I grabbed the shampoo bottle. It
was still liberally coated with Taylor's cunt juices. I brought
the shampoo bottle to Taylor's gaping asshole and shoved it in to
the hilt and pressed it upwards so it would rub against my cock.

"OOOoooOOOOOUUUMMMPPPHHHH!" Taylor's cry of release was muffled
by her ex-girlfriend's cunt. Taylor spasmed violently as she was
seized by an intense climax. Her juices shot out, drenching
myself and Angelica in her hot, wet offerings.

Taylor's screams of pleasure acted as a vibrator against
Angelica's clitoris. I knew Angelica was past the point of no
return. I brought my hands back to her stiff nipples and pinched
them hard. It was too much.
"OOOoooOOOOoooOOOOOOoooOOOOOOEEEEEEEEE!" Suddenly, she broke our
kiss and threw her head back and cried out as she had an orgasm
of her own. She squinted her eyes as spasm after spasm tore
through her.

The entire situation was finally too much for me. I began
thrusting hotter and faster in and out of Taylor's cunt, and for
the first time ever in our sexual relationship, I managed to push
the head of my cock into her cervix and slid all the way into her
womb. "AAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEE!" Taylor screamed as the
sensation of my cock penetrating her cervix brought on yet
another debilitating orgasm. The sudden tightness of Taylor's
spasming cervix triggered my orgasm. "AAAAHHHHH!" I shouted as
spurt after spurt of semen shot directly into her uterus. Taylor
spasmed again as the liquid heat heightened her orgasm until
finally all three of us were spent.

We collapsed on the bed. This was the wildest fuck I've ever been
a part of. We relaxed for hours. Finally, we began talking about
things. And then I asked Taylor a question. "Angelica isn't your
ex-girlfriend. She's your girlfriend, isn't she?"

"Yeah," she replied.

"So why did you want me to meet Angelica?"

"Well," Angelica said, "she wanted me to meet you because we want
to get married and have our own children, but we cannot afford
dealing with sperm donors. She wanted me to meet the biological
father of her child."

"And I'm ovulating right now," Taylor said.

Wow. All this just to get Taylor knocked up. "Well, you got the
best sperm donor, and it didn't cost you anything," I said with a
hearty laugh. Angelica and Taylor laughed along with me. And then
we got dressed. I took Angelica and Taylor to La Guardia so they
could fly back home. Both gave me deep kisses before they boarded
their plane.

As I watched their plane take off for Kansas City, I began
thinking. My biological child may be growing inside Taylor right
now. I began to wonder what it would be like to have children of
my own, and to have a family.

My relationship with Taylor finally had closure. It was over. Now
nothing would stop me from being with Victoria.

I hailed a taxi and asked the cabbie to drive me to my apartment
building. I went up the elevator, and I walked to my door.
Suddenly, I had a bad vibe flowing through me. I grabbed the door
handle and turned it. It was unlocked. That was odd. I never
leave my apartment without locking the door, even if I leave for
just a few minutes. I hesitantly turned the door knob and slowly
opened the door. And when I walked inside, it hit me like a ton
of bricks.

My apartment was a mess. My furniture was turned over. My desktop
monitor was smashed to pieces. My TV suffered the same fate.
Fortunately, it looked like my MacBook was left unharmed. I
opened my MacBook, and then I noticed that somebody had written
on my screen with a permanent marker:

     KRAUT FUCKER
     DIE MOTHERFUCKING PIG
     - YOU KNOW WHO

I had a feeling who would do this. Suddenly, my phone rang. I
checked the caller ID. It was Lanisha. I answered the phone.
"Lanisha?"

"Hello, lover," she said. The inflection in her voice made me
feel uneasy. "Hope you loved the message I left you on Facebook."
Then she hung up. I opened the Facebook app on my phone and saw
that Lanisha had re-added me as a friend on Facebook and that I
had confirmed the friendship. I knew it. She was the one who did
this. She had to have gotten into my computer and onto my
Facebook account and do God knows what with it. Then I noticed my
content notification reminder. I clicked on it, and it said:

     Lanisha LaPraix commented on your changed relationship
status: IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU, NOBODY CAN

Oh sweet fucking Jesus.

I sat down and called the police. After a fifteen minute wait,
NYPD detectives showed up, and I showed them everything. They
took photos. They had to take my MacBook as evidence. I felt
unsafe in my own apartment. Then I remembered that I still hadn't
checked out of my hotel room at the Plaza Hotel, so I packed some
clothes in an overnight suitcase and left for the hotel. Once I
arrived, I fixed a hard drink and fell asleep fast. I needed to
rest because we had an important board meeting tomorrow which
could define the future of our company.

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