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I discovered that there were more Moments of Clarity that I needed to get out of my system. These brief, sharp and ever-vivid snapshots never go away. You, yourself, know it all too well. Everybody has their own and most remain with us our entire lives.

Even Moments that are buried deep in my mind suddenly appear after years and years. They are triggered by actions, scents, images and when they reappear, abrupt and crystal clear, you can only welcome them.

Whether they are recent or products of past encounters, they come and go as they please inside my head. Here are some additions to the previous three instalments.

--- SWAYING BREASTS This Moment is not restricted to any woman in particular. It is a simple Moment but nonetheless it is eloquent, aesthetic and delicious.

You're fucking. You're getting stuck into the passion. Your cock is slick and it is sliding in and out of her welcoming cunt. Hard or fast, no matter. Slow and sensual or hard and hammering – doesn't make a difference.

For at some point in the fucking your focus shifts from the electric penetration and you notice them. You notice her tits. Regardless of the position in which you're fucking, they are in movement.

If you're fucking her on top, they're jiggling on every thrust and every wriggle. If you're fucking her cunt or ass from behind, you see them swaying like a sexual pendulum beneath her. If she is straddling you with your cock buried inside her as far as it can go, and rising and falling on your shaft, lost in her own desires, her breasts bounce gracefully, erotically.

Size is irrelevant. Breasts are breasts and they are fabulous. And they are sexy when they jiggle/sway/bounce.

When your focus shifts there is a long pause as you notice them and watch them. Then without even needing to think about it, your hand or hands move towards them. It's irresistible. You simply have to touch them. Feel them as they move to the rhythm of your fucking.

Holding them lightly is amazing, letting them jiggle/sway/bounce on your palms. Then you find yourself squeezing them harder, turned on by the aesthetics, holding them tighter and getting back to the fucking. Fucking her harder.

The Moment: Slowly wrapping your palm around a breast in the heat of the fucking.

--- SILENT SCREAM Glorious are the female sounds of arousal. The ways women sound when they fuck are as countless as the stars. Homo sapiens have a crude habit of labelling the more noticeable variations. A 'screamer', a 'moaner' and various derogatory labels for women who are silent.

I have no real preferences. The decibel levels usually suits the mood and the situation. Generally, when a woman screams, it matches the intensity between the two of you. Soft, passionate fucking is usually accompanied by throaty, growling groans.

But there are Moments that have let their mark. Fucking her had always been spectacular. Her body and her every hole were perfect matches for your body and your cock. She was mid-table where vocals are concerned, swinging freely between muffled moans and outright shouting.

She was rare in that she often came while a cock was inside her. She had no inhibitions about masturbating her hard little clit while being fucked. That, in itself, is fantastic.

You fucked her more often and not in the good old standard position. Your cock and her cunt fit most perfectly that way, as you both had quickly discovered. But this position allowed you to watch her as she rubbed her clit in tight, furious circles and let you especially watch her face.

It was when her orgasm was building that the Moment occurred. No matter if she was mid-loud scream or mid-soft moan, all sound abruptly stopped as she felt the waves of impending orgasm wash over her.

She suddenly and abruptly goes silent. But her face doesn't change. Her mouth is open, her eyes wide. Her body starts to stiffen. You fuck her harder when you see her that way. Body and face frozen in a silent scream. In order to assist her orgasm, sure, but mostly because you can't help it – it's too fucking sexy.

That frozen silent scream goes on for ages – you're sometimes worried she wasn't even breathing. Occasionally her head shakes imperceptibly back and forth, as though in disbelief – until she cums. Invariably hard. Body rocking and writhing.

It is only after the peak that sounds once again are heard. It's then she emits a long, growling shout/groan that goes on for days. Her face still the same. Her eyes focused on your cock pumping in and out of her. You do what you can to cum in the midst of her orgasm. If you do, her eyes widen, along with her mouth and she cums even harder. As do you.

The Moment: Her face in all it's beauty – frozen in mid-orgasm.

--- HOLD ON TIGHT She is lithe, fit and not a day over 20. Sweet as sunshine but with those smoky eyes that hint at carnal pleasures.

She never says much, content to nod coquettishly. It's a bit of a surprise that she readily agrees to come back to your summer cottage to fuck both you and your friend.

Maybe it's the air in the South of France in the summer holiday season, maybe it is her desire to try something new and exciting. Whatever the case, she is as eager and willing as you and your friend. And before long, all three of you are naked. Sucking and fucking. Fucking and sucking.

Her quiet demeanour carries over in the bedroom. Her moans are more like whimpers and soft squeals. Quiet, but that doesn't hide her desires. Her body reveals her passion. She is willing to suck hungrily on both cocks and is more than pleased to feel one or two mouths suckling hungrily at her slick, shaved, 20-year old cunt.

The fucking intensifies, as fucking does. From one moment to the next, she starts to lose herself in the sensations.

You are sitting on the sofa and she is half-lying in your lap. You're holding her up under her arms, kneading her small, firm tits and watching your friend's cock sliding in and out of her tight cunt. He is holding her ankles like a real porn star. His head is bowed, his eyes focused on his own cock in her cunt, and her flat, fit stomach. This wouldn't be a good time to talk to him right now. He is in a delicious faraway place right now.

The object of his desire suddenly transforms. Like I said, from one moment to the next. He seems to have hit a nerve inside her cunt and this triggers something inside her.

It is a joy to behold. When a quiet, sexy girl starts to erupt in uncontrollable passion. Her slim body starts to writhe wildly and she starts to moan and then scream and squeal.

You have to hold her tight or she'll be all over the place. Your friend struggles to hold onto her ankles and hold her legs open while, at the same time, he keeps the same fucking tempo.

It's all a potential Moment but then it happens. Her arms and hands are flailing wildly, seeking purchase on the sofa, on your thighs, your hair, your anything. Her eyes are closed, she is riding towards a powerful orgasm.

Suddenly, one of her rampant hands finds a firm grip. Her fingers wrap greedily around your hard, erect cock waving between your legs. Still sticky from her cunt.

Trying to hold onto her body, you look down and see her slim fingers gripping it so impossibly tight. As soon as she finds it, her screams and squeals and moans bump up a notch. Holding onto your hard cock sends her to a higher level. She doesn't jack it, she isn't capable of that in this present state. She just feels it's hardness in her hand and holds on for dear life.

Your friend sees this, too and her desperation, her passion, her wild abandon all serve to speed him towards cumming.

The sensation on your cock is amazing. Fucking hell, she squeezes hard but pain is absent. Only pleasure remains. She cums like a freight train and runs you over at the same time.

Your friend can't carry on – he is ready to cum and pulls out to shoot his seed over her stomach.

Your cum, too, rises up your shaft but her grip on it is too tight. For some reason this causes your orgasm to go on and on and on. Right until she collapses, panting, body limp, on the other end of her orgasm.

As soon as her fingers release your cock, your cum shoots up and out – thick globs landing on your chest, thighs, arms and her hand and arm.

The afternoon has just begun but the Moment is powerful.

The Moment: Her slim fingers tightly gripping your cock.

--- NIPPLES She has nipples that are legendary for their sensitivity. I'm sure there is a chat room somewhere on the internet where men who have fucked her discuss her nipples.

Oh, the possibilities. Regardless of how you fucked, her nipples are in the middle of the proceedings.

But there was one occasion in particular which qualifies for the Moment of Clarity Hall of Fame.

She is squatted down, back against the wall, legs spread, cunt exposed. Her lips are spread and moist.

She sucks hungrily at your cock as you support yourself with both hands against the wall. You're still in the hallway of her flat. Your clothes are spread around on the floor. You both couldn't wait to fuck. After you both stripped each other of fabric, she sank to the floor and reached out for your cock.

And now your cock was inhaled into her mouth and you struggled to stay upright. One hand jacked your shaft as she sucked, the other – as ever – worked her nipples. Pinching, pulling, flicking. Her moans on your cock only served to make it all more fabulous.

But those nipples. You knew them well and they were fascinating. You couldn't get enough of them.

Your hands move off the wall and down to her tits. You bat her hand away from her nipple and started kneading her tits and rubbing her nipples. She responds in kind by groaning onto your cock, increasing her sucking and moving both hands to her spread cunt.

You take a nipple in each hand, pinched between thumb and forefinger and squeeze hard. It's a awkward position, standing like that, but since when did that fucking matter?

You are lost in the moment. Fascinated by her kinky nipples. In your passion, you decide to see just how much she loves those nipples being pinched.

You pull hard on them. Hard and steady, away from her body. At the same time you maintain the tightest of grips on them. You're certain you can feel her pulse beating in her nipples. They are so hard it's like pinching stone.

Her body writhes in response. Her hands furiously rubbing her cunt. Your cock still inhaled in her mouth, nudging the back of her throat but she doesn't notice.

She juts out her chest as you heave on her nipples. Seemingly wanting more. More? That's just what she'll get. You start yanking on her nipples, so hard that her upper body rocks away from the wall. She is loving it. Amazing. You continue yanking on them and she rocks back and forth, now free from the support of the wall. With her hands on her cunt, busy with their own thing, the only thing she can support herself on is your cock in her mouth.

She is at the mercy of your nipple-pulling. With every yank, her mouth sinks deeper onto your cockshaft. Her mouth widens to accommodate it. Yank, yank, yank and soon you're face-fucking her and directing the whole show by heaving like mad on her nipples.


Any other mortal couldn't take it but that's why her nipples are legendary. Her furious cunt-rubbing, combined with your nipple-pulling have only one destination – orgasm. You feel it on your cock first. The vibrations from her muffled groans ignite your nerve-endings. Staring down at her dutifully taking your cock into your mouth soon proves to be too much and your moans accompany hers as you battle against the desire to cum, wanting to make this moment last.

Such battles are meant to be lost, however and without ceremony your cock starts spurting hot cum deep into her mouth. Feeling your cum on her tongue and the back of her throat only encourages her to cum. She does so. But not without a final, hard yank on her nipples. So hard she screams onto your cock.

The sex continues for the rest of the evening, with your gentle tongue replacing your brutal pinching fingers on her now sore – but still sensitive- nipples.

The Moment: Yanking hard on her nipples and forcing your cock down her throat as you cum.

--- WALKING THE WALK The whole affair is worthy of a book of it's own. The woman is worthy of causing men to start wars for her affection. But let's just get to the Moment. It's a Moment embraced in aesthetics. It is a painting by a European Master. It is, in short, art.

You can use your imagination to figure out what happen in the hours up to this Moment. And after.

The morning sunlight was streaming into the room, illuminating the white-washed hardwood floors and rebounding around the room so that every corner was lit with gentle, soft, erotic light. Picture perfect. Only the light along the Med seems to be perfect enough for this Moment.

She was exquisite. The dictionary definition of Euro-chic. Legs that went on forever. Slim, toned body. Deep summer tan. Black hair swept up gracefully and held in place with a jewelled hair clip that no doubt cost more than a small car. Her breasts defied gravity and were firm and full. Earlier, she had been wearing the most perfect, little, black dress but that had fallen into a fabric puddle in the middle of the floor hours and hours ago.

She was still wearing her stockings. Black. Silk. No garter – they were held up by gravity and elastic, hugging her thighs snugly. It was amazing that they remained in place and seemingly unaffected after the wild sexual adventures of the night before.

It was, as mentioned, morning. Three bodies lay on the massive bed. The azure blue Med was visible through the open windows. A morning breeze tangoed with the sunlight on it's way into the room.

The three bodies were intertwined and nobody could tell which limb belonged to whom. And nobody cared. The only thing that was certain was that there were four tits and one cock.

The aforementioned woman/goddess awoke first. The soothing, cool breeze wafting over her first, closest to the window. The two others woke as she slowly, luxuriously sat up in the bed, stretching lazily. All three kissed each other good morning and smiled sexy, sheepish smiles as the events of the night before drifted into their heads.

Woman/goddess let her long legs slip over the side of the bed and she stood up, stretching once again.

She padding sleepily over to the window and looked out at the Mediterranean morning, her back to the bed. The two others watched her – it was impossible not to. They noticed that she wasn't just wearing those perfect stockings. Two thin, black, plastic straps were visible snaking around her narrow hips and disappearing under her glorious ass to straddle her silky, hairless cunt.

She turned and yawned and started padding over to the bathroom at the far end of the room. When she walked into the main rays of sunlight, she was illuminated like an angel. The most striking thing was that this angel was packing. Between her legs, nestled snugly on her pubic mound, was a cock. A long, slick, smooth black strap-on cock.

She stopped in the middle of the room, acutely aware of the four eyes on her. She was more woman than any other of the species. In every sense of the word. And seeing her there in the middle of the room, in the morning light after a night of intense fucking, wearing a slick black cock – well, that was indescribable.

She smiled at the two others on the bed. A sexy, naughty, little smile. Well aware of her appearance. Well aware of her beauty in the beauty of the Moment. She stood there, hands on hips, hips jutting out just right, strap-on cock ever-erect and let the two others on the bed behold her. Letting all the details of the night before rush into their heads once again.

When she was sure that they had remembered every single delicious detail, she turned and continued to the bathroom. Cock bobbing with every delicate step. A dose of male cockiness in her gait that defied her very perfect female appearance.

As she disappeared from view, you could hear two people on the bed swallow hard. You could smell a cunt swelling with blood and starting to seep hot, wet cuntjuice. You could sense with every nerve in your body the blood rushing up the shaft of the cock. You could taste the pleasures of the night before and the day to come.

The Moment: There. In the sunlight. Black strap-on, black stockings. All the beauty in the world.