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Paradigm Shift

Paradigm Shift

Sterling Publisher

Last update: 2023-06-21

Chapter 1

  • We've been dating long enough that I have a hunch about what it's like to come home from work on a Friday night. So when I walk in the front door after parking in my driveway, I make sure none of my neighbors have a view of the house.
  • KC is mounted on a small trailer right inside the front door. She is nude except for two diamond earrings and a pearl necklace that she wears around her neck; they draped over her breasts, wrapping around one of her plump breasts with her nipples attentively waiting for me to caress and suck them. She wears her blonde hair over one shoulder, with the tail wrapped around her chest.
  • She raised her legs, spread them wide, and hooked them to the edge of the tabletop. KC's breasts hang between his arms, increasing their size. KC's beautiful pussy is on display; The slightly swollen lips from her damp lips drew attention to a small, dark and moist hole that started her vagina. The result for anyone who walks through the front door is a gorgeous, horny woman, lustful and ready for instant gratification.
  • KC said in the wistful voice of a little girl: “I've been alone all day, sir. I need what you have before dinner time. I was wondering if you would... well, you know, help a girl in trouble? "Love helping children in need."
  • KC held out his hand to me, and I walked up to her and we kissed in a way that made the sun warm. We were both hot and excited. I've also missed her all day, especially after she kicked me in the morning with a smack on the doorstep before I left.
  • KC temporarily lowered her legs and began to undress me. I ran after her, taking off my shoes. She helped me take off my shirt, then lowered my pants and underwear at the same time. I dismissed them. She grabbed my penis, a shaft that stretched and stiffened in seconds. After just a few hand movements, she sat back down on the table and chair and pulled her legs up so they caught the top edge and pushed the pelvis forward. I stabbed my dick into KC's body and we started a pretty violent fuck that caused a backlash that hit the wall and presumably alerted our next door neighbor to what was going on. happen. I didn't care.
  • We made some great noises that I wanted to record so I could enjoy the soundtrack later. KC groaned and expressed delight, even calling out "harder and faster" instructions when she didn't use "dirty words" to provoke me more. I told her how she felt and responded with my own dirty talk when we made love. We are two animals that satisfy a rudimentary passion.
  • I don't think the time is for us; However, ten minutes would be a long time. I burst into KC's pussy, and she climaxed at the same time, her scream of joy ending the slam of the guitar against the wall. She held me tight and kept saying, “I love you, I love you. Still connected, I picked up the KC and walked over to the couch. We leaned back on the sofa and lay for a while, while my still swollen dick was buried deep in its velvet nest.
  • “God, I love you,” KC gasps at me as she initiates another passionate kiss, a couple of kisses that bring their tongues deep into my mouth.
  • "And I love you. Without a doubt, you are the sexiest, hottest, most beautiful, smartest woman in the world. You are a lively person and are loved by everyone, but you are at the top of the list in terms of my affection for you. I didn't just blow smoke at him. KC is my obsession. She is beautiful. God has given her the perfect proportions of every curve, every line, every bump and every crevice. A model with his looks wouldn't want anything more. Women pay large sums to plastic surgeons to try and access what KC has as a natural gift. When we walk into a restaurant, bar, lounge or shop, everyone turns to KC. She was immune to them all, but it happened. The term "sexy" took her beauty in a great direction. She was twenty-nine and knew how to dress, put on some makeup and make the most of her body, but she did it without thinking; She doesn't plan to be sexy, glamorous or vivacious, it just happens. The term "hot" was applied because her beauty and sensuality left no doubt about her potent and latent erotic nature. She oozes "I'm horny" pheromones in all directions. KC thought about sex a lot; than anyone I know, and she managed to raise my libido to unquestionable heights, even as a shrewd teenager masturbating six times a day. His desire manifests in one way or another, and yet I am the beneficiary. KC is even too smart. She remembered everything she had read, even the page numbers. In addition, she integrates what she is reading into a huge store of knowledge in her head and is able to synthesize solutions to complex problems with what she has learned. I assumed his IQ was north of sixty, but we never talked about it because he was humble about it. She even belonged to Mensa for a while, but gave up because their encounters were boring.
  • Finally, on my short list of adjectives for KC, she was bubbly. She had a jump that made
  • Tigger in Winnie the Pooh jealous of her. She is lively, talkative and loves life. She is a 'rising' person, and everyone she comes in contact with is drawn to her fun. She has an infectious smile, drawing others to her good humour.
  • KC has been my fiancé for fourteen months. We had been dating and getting more and more serious for the previous three months, and then I gave her a serious diamond ring with high sparkle and invited her to move in with me. After all, she spent most of her free time at home. I want everyone to know that she was kidnapped. KC proudly wears the ring and always shows it off to people she meets just to let them know Matt Saunders is about to become her husband. She is as proud of me as I am of her. We are in no hurry to get married; KC's mom wanted to handle those details, so we gave her the schedule with a few notes here and there. Although many months had passed, her mother still appeared on stage; We're in no hurry because as far as we're concerned, we've been tapped. We were committed to each other and that was it.
  • KC and I complement each other in many ways. I'm a computer systems engineer, working for a company that specializes in computer security, anti-piracy, and fraud prevention. I graduated college at twenty, my master's at 21, and my doctorate at twenty-two, then worked for Blackwell Systems. They pay well, receive some money from "dark" sources in the government, and have done nothing but grow up since I joined. Analysis and left brain will accurately describe my direction. I'm a bit of an introvert. I love details and processes, but I'm not in a hurry to use them to make decisions. Our friend Don often tells me about his anal-focused personality, which he says means I can be a jerk sometimes. Don is my best friend and neighbor.
  • KC is an artist, model and gallery operator. His paintings are beautiful and often used a lot of mixed media. She sold a wonderful piece of art a few months earlier for ten thousand dollars, and now there is a waiting list for many more. His whole personality is creative. She likes to imagine "ideas" and play with them mentally. She is fluent in Spanish and can speak French and Italian fluently. She loves everyone like a perfect extrovert. She likes to dance. She admits growing up in a crazy time, but she's smart enough to be able to cancel most college and high school, and a good portion of college. In her spare time, she organized parties and parties.
  • I met KC at a party. I was brave enough to ask what 'KC' means. She said her name was Julie Ann Wentworth and she liked the way 'KC' came out of her tongue when she was in first grade, so people called her that and the name still stuck. Her parents were very happy with her and it became her permanent name, and later her legal name of only two letters of the alphabet.
  • We started right away, although for a while I thought I was far from my league. KC immediately decided that she liked me and then within the first few weeks we were dating, she liked me. I fell in love with her immediately; she's the type that creates instant devotion.
  • She is so beautiful and sexy that I was surprised when she informed me that she wanted to come home with me on our second date. Coming home was a small way to fuck my brain until we both couldn't move, we were so tired and in pain. Ultimately, according to KC and her vast experience that she doesn't hide much of, I'm among the first lovers she's ever had, if not the best in every way. Not only am I specially endowed with length and girth, but I know a woman's body with her hands, fingers, mouth, lips, and tongue, and I can blackmail her body at anywhere and she loves it. I've always been an out-of-control person. I wasn`t virginal, but compared to KC I guess I was. A female friend I had in college sat me down one day and gave me a thorough indoctrination to the female body erogenous zone by erogenous zone, from the top of her head to the toes that she liked to have sucked. I retained most of what I learned, and then did some further research, even reading articles in medical journals about sexual peaks and orgasms, and how they were best induced and sustained.
  • After our first night together, KC and I were practically inseparable, and that meant we were often connected with my penis in her vagina, our preferred mode of togetherness. We did do a lot of other activities, made friends around my neighborhood, and we talked.
  • We talked and talked. KC wants to know every nook and cranny of my head and wants me to know about him. We shared our views on every controversial topic she could think of, and that's a lot. She also wanted to talk a lot about our future, and that led to our engagement when we realized that we wanted to be together until the sun turned to dying embers. I was very happy; I think I will burst. I had a perpetual smile on my face.
  • I felt awed when KC told me that she loved me and wanted to be my 'forever girlfriend.' We committed to each other pretty early, and although we never talked about it, in my opinion there was a tacit agreement that we were exclusive. We started to talk about growing old together, eventually having a family, and the kinds of kids, houses, and pets we wanted. Little passed by us that didn't have longterm relationship stamped all over it.
  • As an only child, I had inherited a house from my grandmother when she died. It was large, fourbedroom ranch, with a twocar garage on an acreandahalf. It had a pool and Jacuzzi outside, although my grandparents never used either. The house needed serious renovation and upgrading from years of neglect, and I'd started a long project to do much of that work myself before I met KC. Being an engineer, I was pretty handy with tools, and believed electrical and plumbing work to be no mystery.
  • My proposal of marriage had been partly inspired by my friends Don and Edie, who lived across the street two doors down towards the culdesac our homes were on. Don is a day trader of things he finds online; He buys things at a low price and sells them at a high price. He started college and became a millionaire after graduating. He later discovered that foreign goods markets were a completely overlooked sector of the global economy in the United States at the time; he describes making money in these markets like pulling fish out of a barrel. Don has money to burn, but still lives in the first house he and his lover bought right after graduation.
  • When I moved into my grandparents' old house, Don's wife, Edie, brought a plate of cookies and a bottle of wine. She and I sat on the porch and drained the bottle, and to the last drop we were great friends. I can talk to Edie and soon to Don about anything. They have become my closest friends and confidants.
  • KC became a hot topic for a while as our relationship blossomed. They met her and bonded immediately. Right after that, they reviewed my case to not let it "slip away". Their persistence and their children led me to buy a large diamond and question it.
  • My sex life with KC surprises me, and I know Don and Edie have been accused of talking to us about it. I'm not a virgin, and I've even had some serious girlfriends along the way, just no one close to KC. The word "insatiable" was coined for KC. At the climax of our lovemaking with an ex-girlfriend, we made love and slept through the night. Not with KC! We had sex on the way home from work, had dinner, then had sex that lasted all night. Usually, one of us would wake the other around three or four in the morning, and we would have sex again. First thing in the morning, I can either wake him up or give myself a curtain, or we'll have sex again. I have never complained about the quantity or quality of our sex life. I don't brag about it either, although when I hear others talk about their efforts, they feel light on me.
  • Contrasting that, every time we met with Don and Edie, Edie would try to put me in the pocket. The better we got to know them, the more I received a series of increasingly passionate kisses from Edie that would melt my sneakers. Edie is squashing her pelvis into my crotch and talking dirty to me trying to get me to sleep with her. "Don't cut it for me like I knew you would," Edie was telling me lewdly right in front of her husband. "You are much better gifted. I feel you swell when we touch each other. Oh baby, I really need you I just know we'll make great music together. "I would be so embarrassed, and KC and Don would laugh and cheer Edie, even trying to bet her on their chances of getting me into their room. I must point out that Edie is by no means sloppy when it comes to looks or personality. I would rate KC as a tenth, and Edie would be the new. She is a rather petite brunette with slightly enlarged breasts and a lively personality. Edie loves sex too, she told me, and I knew from our open discussions that she and KC were comparing notes and recipes on the subject. When they did, I blushed.
  • Despite all Edie's flirting with me, I'm safe from his charms. When KC wasn't around, Edie had the ability to reach out to me. Like KC, she could sexually arouse me, but with KC, I kept going. I told Don that I didn't mean to be mean to his wife. To my surprise, he told me it wouldn't bother him if I did, and might even calm her down when I was around if I were to satisfy her curiosity. What puzzled me was that he was serious and amused by the whole situation.
  • Don and Edie loved to do Sunday afternoon cookouts twice a month. They'd invite the neighborhood and anybody that anybody else wanted to bring along. KC and I were usually there along with twodozen other neighbors. There are a few children and teenagers, but the majority of the barbecue population are adults.
  • Don was cooking, there was a group of men around, and we were all drinking and talking. If there was an important game on the TV, Don would place the TV on the patio for a bird's-eye view of the oven. The women worry about what food is left but meat, chicken, ribs or whatever, and then they sit down and talk, mostly about men, about children, or about living in poverty. their.
  • Usually the barbecue ends around eight o'clock in the evening. People have to work the next day and often have kids already in bed or last-minute things to sort out before a new week begins. KC and I often go out to help with food storage, trash disposal, and other post-cook cleanup tasks. We'll finish in record time, then sit down and talk.
  • One late summer evening we finally sat down just as sunset swept over the city. Edie sat down next to me and asked me bluntly, "Okay, my love, how did you learn to please such a nice woman?" KC told me you were spectacular in bed, and she made me believe she was an expert at it. witness to compare me with other members of the case. Perhaps she could resell me later with her degree on a more precise basis than she did. When it comes to my own lovemaking skills, I can only say that I am an excellent student. Give me a demo, a book, a suitable movie or two, and a little bit of motivation, and I was able to master the subject. In this case, I had a great teacher, devoured several books, watched a lot of porn and yes I do occasionally, and I am motivated to make KC a happy person. and most sexually satisfied with this state.
  • KC applauded my eloquence, while Edie and Don laughed. I tried looking bad KC, but failed miserably. neighborhood at the moment? I don't have any more secrets? Is my skill with women from now on just a joke? " t said. I've known you've been hanged and a dirty little talk will make you stiffer than my battery-powered dildo. You're an asshole, Matt. Someday I really hope to make you happy.” She glanced at KC as if to confirm her intentions.
  • KC laughed and said, "And what do I get out of it? Don? "
  • Edie said, 'Never mind, honey. Don is just average in this department, although he knows how to use what he has. Why early this afternoon he... well, whatever. I can't get over what you two did before. ”
  • My ears perked up. Before that, KC and I were really in love. We were in the bathroom doing some really naughty things, one of which had us soaking the sheets on the bed with our bodies drenched. As conservative and placid as I am, my fiancée can inspire me with her amazing sexual skills. I was surprised that Edie didn't hear KC's screams. I was also surprised that Edie seemed to know the details.
  • KC teased me at home that night when she knelt naked in front of me, making love to my dick as I stood in front of her. "You like all that talk about sex, don't you? I can see that bump I'd love to push through your pants when Edie teases you. I can't wait to take you home. Next time, I just will jump right into Don and Edie's yard. Edie can watch or join in, as she likes. I bet you'd like that; two women trying to ride this beautiful hunk of man meat at the same time." She bobbed her head back down my shaft. I nodded. me or we? You know, I'm an alma mater "
  • " Damn, no. I'm the best. “She wiggled my dick a little with one hand,” And given his condition, the idea seemed like a good fit for him. We can trade both ways. I can ride you while Edie sits on your face, and then we can swap places. I bet Edie eats really well. Oh, look how hard you get. Why don't you fuck me with that pretty handle? If you go all the way, I bet you can see the head in my mouth. You are great tonight. "