having fun after the movies
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Posted:Sep 18, 2007 9:54 pm
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I wasn't sure what to make of it at first. I was dating this girl named Jacqueline, and we'd only been together about a month. She was pretty reserved -- not only was she the "librarian type," she actually worked at the downtown library, where I first met her. Her style was fashionable but conservative, and she tended to blush if our conversation turned to sex. On the other hand, the sex itself was great (even if it was limited to four or five basic positions), and once we got going she was not afraid to show off her stunning body to me. Tall and curvy, she had pale skin with a dusting of freckles. Her tits were amazing -- big and soft, but perfectly shaped and perky in utter disregard for the laws of physics.
We were riding the train back from a movie on a weeknight, and as we neared the end of the line, we realized the car had emptied out. We were the only ones there, sitting on a bench at the rear of the train. She looked around for a moment, and I noticed her neck and cheeks were flushed. Suddenly she turned toward me and practically pounced on me, pressing her lips against mine and feverishly kissing me, her tongue surging into my mouth. I hesitated for a second, stunned by her behavior. She pulled back and looked at me with a wicked little grin, grabbed my hand and pushed it up under her skirt. No more hesitation -- I cupped her warm pussy through her panties, feeling the dampness there already. She sighed and wriggled her hips, then turned to kiss me again.
Before I really started to grasp what was going on, she was on her knees in front of me, squeezed between our seat and the one in front, unzipping my jeans and fishing my cock out of my boxers. I wasn't even really hard yet, but she started rubbing my cock on her face and lips, smiling and making eager cooing noises. By the time she eased her moist lips around the head and began gently sucking, I was hard as steel. The soft brown curls of her hair were falling in front of her face as she bobbed up and down, sucking and slurping as her hand pumped my shaft. It felt exquisite, her usual skill at blowjobs augmented by her sudden passion.
After a few moments, Jacqueline's hand stopped stroking and she held still, simply holding my cock in her mouth. She seemed to be fiddling with something beneath the seat, and then her hand reappeared holding her panties, which she dropped onto the seat beside me. Her stroking and sucking resumed momentarily, my own groans of pleasure matched by the happy sounds she was making.
At that point, the train emerged from a tunnel and pulled into a station. Startled, Jacqueline jumped up and away from my cock and sat down quickly on the seat next to me (where her panties were). She was scanning the platform nervously, hoping no one had seen her. At the same time, her left hand was still wrapped firmly around my cock, slowly jacking it up and down. I was still hard as a statue when the train doors slid open. No one got on, and after a moment a recorded female voice said, "Step back from the doors -- doors closing," twice. The train resumed its journey and we still had the car to ourselves. I looked at the train map and saw that a long section of the line was between us and our final stop.
Jacqueline noticed this as well. I was sitting in the aisle seat, so she stood and squeezed past me, keeping a grip on my thick cock the whole time. She stood there, practically in the middle of the car, and hiked her skirt up around her waist. This exposed her pantiless ass to me, but I didn't have time to admire the view. She straddled my left leg and lowered herself to my lap, using her hand to carefully guide my cock into her pussy. I was still slick with her saliva, and her pussy was creamy wet, so she sat down in my lap and took every inch of my fat cock straight into herself. Both of us moaned in ecstasy. Her pussy was silky smooth and warm, and the odd angle she was sitting at added some extra sensations.
I couldn't believe she was doing this. Even with no one else in the car, she was completely exposed, her legs apart with my penis filling her up. It would have been quite a show if anyone had been there to watch. Jacqueline was really into it even without an audience, and quickly began to slide her pussy up and down my dick. She was clutching the seatback for balance and using her strong thigh muscles (she plays soccer twice weekly) to pump herself up and down. I wasn't really doing any work -- my sweet librarian girl was fucking herself senseless on my cock.
She was loving every second (and inch) of it, too. Her pussy was sopping wet and her moans were building in volume. The whole scene was so hot I knew I wouldn't last long, but she was so far gone she didn't even make it as far as me. Jacqueline suddenly slammed her pussy up and down with quick, hard thrusts, and she reached down to rub her clit back and forth while she fucked me. I watched as her back arched, her thighs began to tremble and she yelled out the word "Fuck!" as she came. She came hard and long, and I was right there with her. Seeing my girl turn into my own personal nympho before my eyes sent me right over the edge, and soon I was thrusting my cock into her as my own thighs were quaking. I blasted several huge spurts of come into her pussy as she continued to work it up and down on my pulsing shaft.
Neither of us had said a word since the moment she started kissing me, but Jacqueline came down from her orgasm high a bit and realized how exposed she was.
"Oh my God," she said, and quickly got off of me, smoothed her skirt down and sat down beside me, her legs pressed tightly together. "I can't believe I just did that."
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Fucking married woman >>>.......
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Posted:Sep 9, 2007 7:06 am
Last Updated:Sep 10, 2007 3:22 am
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I was looking forward to seeing Fiona. I had always found her very attractive and I wondered if she had noticed that my heart skipped a beat and my nether regions stiffened a little when I saw her. I love my wife but we don't have a great relationship in the bedroom so I often find myself thinking about other women and occasionally, when the opportunity has presented itself on business trips, I have had wonderful casual sex with female colleagues in hotel rooms in distant places. I am a slim, attractive fifty and I like pretty, petite, younger women with minds and appetites of their own.
Fiona answered the door. She was pregnant and her bulge had grown quite large. She is a beautiful woman, about 5'6" in height, entrancing blue eyes and a slightly deep voice. She had mousy brown hair cut in a neat bob and she wore a white and blue maternity dress. She greeted me with a smile and, yes, my heart skipped a beat and something stirred down below, but I showed nothing, at least I don't think I did.
She led me into the softly lit and elegant drawing room. I sat in a black leather armchair next to the fireplace and she sat on a soft sofa nearby. We made polite conversation for a few minutes. She asked after my wife, I asked her about her pregnancy and how she was coping with the young they already had.
"Oh, Annabelle, our nanny has taken him out shopping this afternoon. They won't be back for an hour or so. Would you like a drink?"
"Some tea would be fine," I replied. She smiled sweetly and went off to make it.
I relaxed in my chair thinking how well pregnancy suited her. She had that glow about her that pregnant women have and her ripe bulge somehow made her look even sexier than she normally did. Her pert little breasts looked more swollen and rounder than I remembered. She looked fantastic.
When she returned with a tray of tea things she stood close to one side of my chair. "Would you mind?" she said as she leaned across me to reach for a tea table which was on the other side of the chair. Of course, she could not reach it and she lurched across me. I caught the tray and delivered it safely to the table leaving her with both her hands on my legs.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I have become so clumsy since I have been pregnant." But she didn't move straight away and looked straight into my eyes, still with her hands on my thighs. The atmosphere was electric. I leaned forward slightly and kissed her very lightly on the lips. She pressed back very slightly.
"You look delicious," I said. She fixed me with her stare and her enigmatic smile as she stood up and brushed back and strand of hair that had fallen across her face.
"It is nice to know that I still have my admirers. Barry isn't interested in me since I have been pregnant. He is a bit squeamish about making love to a pregnant girl but I need a lot of comforting at the moment and I need a man who isn't afraid to do it."
I retained my composure, my expression didn't change. She was still standing so I stood up too and we faced each other for a moment. "Are you OK?" I asked.
"I am fine," she said. "Feel my bump," and she took my hand and pressed it against her swollen belly. I could feel something, I don't know if the baby moved or if it was a heart beat or if I just imagined it.
"It feels very good," I said, "and I am not squeamish. You look even more delicious than you normally do. If I were your man I would want to give you as much attention as you wanted."
"You always were a gentleman," she said and took a step towards me offering me her lips once again. Our kiss lasted for a long time but seemed too short. Her lips parted and the tip of my tongue found the tip of hers, nuzzled gently together for a time and then our tongues entwined as we enjoyed the touch and flavour of each other. As she drew away, I stroked the back of my hand from her waist up to her breast and then up to her nipple which I could feel hard and proud underneath her dress. I gave it a little squeeze between my finger and thumb.
Her mood suddenly changed. "We shouldn't be doing this. What about love and loyalty and marriage?" she said accusingly as though I had initiated all this.
I replied just as sternly. "A woman's needs should be looked after especially when she is pregnant. You have every right to do whatever you want. It's no one's business but your own." It was as though she had challenged my strength and found me reassuringly strong. She softened a little and I sensed that she was breathing slower and more deeply.
"Annabelle won't be back for another hour. I told her to phone me before she starts back. Let's go upstairs for a little while," and she took me by the hand and led me out of the room towards the staircase.
She took me into a spare bedroom that had a double bed with a brass frame against the opposite wall.
"So, you like pregnant ladies?" she asked looking deep into my eyes.
"I like this one," I replied and pulled her towards me kissing her deeply and urgently.
When our kiss broke she looked down at her chest. "Do you like my boobs?" she asked. "Not too big for you? Do you want to see?" And she pulled her dress off over her head. Now she was wearing only black knickers and a black bra. She was mind-bendingly beautiful and her ripening pot belly made her look even better. My cock was as hard as a rock already and I could feel my balls tingling as they filled with cream that I wanted to squirt into her. I ran my finger tips over her left breast. Her nipple was long and hard and pointing up towards my mouth.
"Let me help you," I said putting both my arms around her so that my hands could reach her bra clasp which I quickly undid. She caught the bra as it fell onto the top of her belly and threw the garment across the room. She leaned back at an angle still sitting on the edge of the bed so that I could get to her breasts more easily. I began to suck on her nipple. She was panting by now and staring at the ceiling with a delirious look on her face.
"Bight!" she said. "Bight it and twist it. Do whatever you want!" I bit it gently and twisted the other one between my thumb and forefinger then bit harder. She moaned loudly.
I loved her breasts but that was not where I wanted to be right now. I stood up and quickly removed my clothes. She leaned forward and stroked my cock from the base up to the tip. It was like a stream of electricity, my cock became bigger and harder than I had ever known it. It felt like an iron bar wrapped up in velvet. I wanted to plunge into her but I wanted to take her further first.
I knelt down on the floor between her legs with her huge swollen belly above me and pushed my lips against her pussy lips licking from bottom to top on first one side then the other. Then I slipped my tongue between her lips and tasted her sweet wetness. I loved the taste of her and the smell of her. I licked at first gently then more firmly moving in waves towards her clitoris. My tongue found her proud and erect little button and attended to it lovingly with the tip of my tongue.
I felt her orgasm build and kept licking bringing my forefinger up to her pussy and pushing it a little way inside. She came with an explosion, the orgasm making her shake and writhe. I sat back and waited her to recover. She stared at me deliriously. "That was so good. As I said, you are a gentleman."
"Kneel on the bed with your back to me," I commanded. She complied immediately without comment. I knelt on the bed behind her and stroked my hands over her back, lingering on her buttocks. I passed the flat of my hands over her back again and again. I reached underneath and ran my hands gently over her belly and then more firmly over her breasts where I lingered on her nipples pinching them cruelly. She whimpered. I brought my right hand round to her backside and stroked her pussy with my forefinger then ran my finger up to her arsehole. She whimpered again.
"Get inside, I need your cock," she said. I brought the head of my cock, hard and aching for her, up to her pussy lips and with a backward and forward motion I began to penetrate pausing when the head had slipped inside her lips. It was so warm and welcoming in there and the touch between us tingled with electricity. "That is so, so, so good," she gasped.
I pushed in further and further with a backwards and forward thrusting motion until I was deep inside her void. I stopped thrusting and stroked her back and her hair as she pushed back on my cock.
I began to pump in and out of her once again, slowly but insistently with a regular rhythm. I adjusted the angle until it was just right with my cock fitting tightly and comfortably inside her baby hole. I pumped and pumped, sliding in and out, in and out, as though I was intending to carry on for an hour, for the rest of the day, for ever. Her belly seemed to sway beneath her and she thrust back panting with pleasure.
We carried on for what seemed a long time. I felt very close to her as though it was not just her pussy I was fucking but her soul. After an age her breath began to quicken and I sensed her orgasm building. I allowed mine to build in harmony. She began to cum, writhing and screaming beneath me as my cock and balls tingled with my juices which I squirted into her depths with a long drawn-out gush.
She was resting her face on her arms as I withdrew and stood on the floor behind her. "God!" she sighed and turned to look at me with those incredible beautiful blue eyes. "You have filled me with cum. Look, its running all over the place. You have a lot of babies in you but you won't grow any in here at the moment," and she smiled.
We showered and dressed and a calm, tranquil and deeply satisfied mood enveloped us. She let me out of the door as Annabelle returned with her . "Send me an SMS," she said.
We exchanged affectionate SMS for the next few weeks and at the predicted time she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.
Just over three weeks after the birth she sent me a SMS, "Cum c me Tues afternoon at 2."
On the following Tuesday I called round at Fiona's house. Once again, she was alone and she led me into the elegant drawing room.
She explained, "I want you inside me again. I haven't let Barry inside me since I gave birth and I want you to be the first. I want you to cum inside me with no protection at all. If you impregnate me, no one will know but I want to give it a chance. I want your seed in me; it seems right." We kissed and shortly after we fucked. About nine months later she gave birth once again and neither of us was quite sure who the father was.
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Fantasy Fuck of a Married MILF
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Posted:Sep 9, 2007 6:59 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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I woke up and rolled over towards the window. Damn. Raining. I was getting so tired of going through a whole week a perfect weather, only to be dealt a shitty weekend. The rain was pouring down so hard, I could just barely distinguish the shapes walking by my window were people.
Considering the weather, and the fact that it was now twelve noon, I figured it was time for me to get up. And since there was no way I was going to go for a cruise on my bike, I might as well get my apartment cleaned up. Don’t get me wrong, I am not a slob, but a few things needed to be done.
I went out, threw all the dished in the dishwasher, got that noisy thing going, cranked up some tunes and began to straighten up. Got a load of laundry together and went down the hall to start it. As I was walking back down the hall, I noticed a woman walking towards me. She had her arms full with two laundry baskets, she could hardly see where she was going and plowed right into me.
Well…clothes went flying, as did the two of us. She immediately said she was sorry, and started picking up clothes. I told her it was nothing, and proceeded to help her. It was then that I gave her the once over. She was only wearing a little pair of shorts, and a tank top, obviously no bra, and nipples! Well….they looked HEAVENLY!!
As I was helping her clean up the clothes that went flying, I noticed the bra I picked up had a flap in the front. I picked it up wondering if she was in fact lactating or maybe just an old bra. My question was answered when I went to put it in the basket when a nursing pad fell out. She was looking the other way, giving me the chance to pick it up and throw it in the basket as well, and preventing an awkward situation.
I helped her with the baskets into the laundry room then said good-bye and headed back to my place. I finished cleaning the rest of the place up, and grabbed a quick shower until the laundry was done washing. I got out of the shower and threw a muscle shirt and jeans on and went back to the laundry room. I walked into the room and there she was. We said hello as we put out stuff in out respective dryers and went our separate ways again.
When I went back again, she was there, again. She must have gotten there a couple minutes before me and was just about to pick up the baskets piled two high again. I suggested she wait a couple minutes while I run my clothes to my apartment, and then I could give her a hand with hers.
Once we got up the three floors to her apartment, she asked me if I wanted to come inside for a drink. I said sure, and put the basket down on the table and took a seat on the couch. She said the only thing she had was milk, and as I looked up at her, I noticed she was not moving towards the fridge.
I couldn’t believe my luck and in clearest voice I could muster in the situation, I told her that I prefer my milk to be warm, roughly body temperature. She smiled at me and slowly began to lift her little top up. The higher the top got, the harder my cock got. Suddenly she stopped and gave me the most wicked grin. She grabbed both of her nipples and suddenly the shirt was becoming very wet, and very transparent. I could not stand this any longer and puller her to me and removed the shirt throwing it with a splat on the floor. I took a very dark, very big nipple in my mouth and began to suck, but I was only getting a couple drops. She giggled and directed me the best way to get full streams of milk and soon enough I was going like a newborn on this milk filled wonders.
I don’t know how long I was sucking on her tits, but was snapped out of my trance by a loud scream and realized she just had a huge orgasm. I released the amazing milk fountain and took in the amazing sight of her with one hand on her clit and the other squirting milk from the other nipple.
She collapsed after she had another orgasm and was sprawled out on the couch a total mess. She was totally covered in milk, and I moved forward to start licking the sweat fluid from her body. She opened her eyes and jumped back when she felt my touch and told me it was her turn to taste some, but not her milk. She wanted a taste of my milk.
She pushed me back on the couch and removed my jeans. My cock was so hard, I was afraid I would cum as soon as she touched it. She just knelt on the floor staring at it, like she was studying it, then as if a voice in her head told her she just had to have that thing in her mouth, she devoured me. The first thing she did was take my cock right down until her nose was touching my belly.
I had never experienced the pleasure of a woman deep throating my cock, and didn’t realize what I was missing until right now. She kept my cock in her throat and I could feel her tongue slipping and sliding all around my cock. Her hands were busy with my balls, and I knew I was about to cum. I told her this and that only made her start bobbing her head up and down. She would go very fast all the way up and all the way down then slow down and deliberately lick my cock all over as she sucked.
I grabbed her head and told her I was going to cum and instead of lifting her head which I expected, she just took me into the back of her throat and made that tongue dance. I began shooting what felt like a gallon of cum, and could hear her swallowing every drop. Once I was done she lifted her head, gave me a quick kiss, and said, “Hi, I’m Darlene”.
I introduced myself to her and told her how I have always had fantasies about a woman with lactating breasts, and when I noticed the nursing bra in the laundry it made me hard. She reached over and squeezed my not semi hard cock and said she noticed, and thought the offer would be difficult to resist.
I smiled at her and asked if I could have another taste, and she gladly offered a hard nipple to my waiting lips. Just as I was about to grab it, she started squirting my face with warm sweet milk. It was so erotic, my cock was getting so hard, and I just had to start stroking it. Once she saw this, her other hand went to her pussy, and she began masturbating for me again. We just sat there on her couch, her spraying milk over the both of us while we were getting ourselves off. Seeing that finger going in and out of that pussy was making me thirsty for another fluid, and I moved forward to lick the glistening lips of her sweet pussy. The taste was like no other I have ever tasted, I lifted my head, and realized why this was. The milk was running down her body right down between her legs and had been mixing with her pussy juice. She looked down at me, dipped her finger in, licked it and said, “It is quite the combination isn’t it”? I dipped my head back down and licked her to the point of screaming again.
While her body was still shaking from yet another orgasm, I moved up and positioned my cock at her wet entrance. The heat was amazing and I slowly inched my way into her. Inch by slow inch, her lips folded over the sides of my cock as it disappeared. I let out a moan as our pubic bones hit. I started to slowly rise and fall, up and down, in and out. Our breath was becoming quicker and quicker as the grip of her pussy become too much for me in a hurry. I start picking up the tempo, faster and faster, her wondrous tits shaking back and forth. She began rubbing her nipples, milk shooting forth, hitting me in the face yet again. This was too much for me, and I pulled out of her pussy and shot a huge load all over her milk covered tits.
We eventually got up, and got in the shower together. Since then we have been sharing fluids quite frequently.
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Ofiice Sex at work........ it has to stop and i need to find some else
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Posted:Sep 7, 2007 6:41 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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I got to screw Paula on her first day back at work. The gorgeous brunette had been away for six months on maternity leave and I had decided to leave her well alone during that time.
We had been screwing quite regularly at the time even though she was still having sex with her husband. I'd hate for her husband to perform a paternity test, as it looked very much like a lovechild.
When I first saw her on her return to the office, my heart was hammering and my cock was sliding upwards in my underwear on its way to full attention. She had regained her shapely figure; her hour glass frame was as perfect as before. Her brown hair had been cut short as was the latest fashion and she looked even hornier than I recalled.
As I leant over the desk to welcome her back I took the opportunity for a quick peak inside her slightly open blouse in the process. The welcoming sight of her creamy skin flowing downwards to form her perfect volumptous breasts sent a flood of memories sweeping into my head. Although her nipples were hidden by the cups of her white bra I could only too clearly remember the taste and sensation of her tender buds in my mouth. The wandering of my eyes was not lost upon Paula. She gave me one of her special smiles and at that moment I knew I was going to sample the pleasures of her hot, seductive body once again.
It was lunch time when we met in secret in the consulting rooms which were located in the back of the hospital building ( known as the attic ). This is somewhere in the past that had been the location of many a secret rendezvous between the two of us. As soon as she arrived, she was in my arms.
Our lips met, and we engaged in a long passionate kiss. For a brief second she pulled away from me whilst staring at me with her beautifully large brown eyes. It was at that moment I realised how incredible fortunate I was to be sharing such a woman. I could stare for hours into Paula's luscious eyes. They were so intensely brown that the blackness of her pupils was almost lost by the deep hue of the colour surrounding them.
A moment of understanding passed between us and then she gave herself to me. Instantly our mouths were joined in passionate union. Paula had an expert tongue and I enjoyed the sensation of having it flick over and around my own. Our hands were groping now at each others body, our passions rising by the second. I could feel the warmth of her flesh radiating through the thin material of her top and I yearned to touch her skin once again.
Paula shared my desire, her slender fingers already working at the buttons of my shirt. As they came undone, her one hand slid inside to rub over my firm belly, probing downwards towards my groin.
I was not so subtle. Already I was working on removing her blouse from around her top, desperate to once again see and suckle her firm lactating breasts. Even still inside her bra, her breasts looked incredible.
As I struggled with the fastener to her upper underwear she was busily meanwhile working away on my trouser zipper. As it happened, Paula's bare bosom was revealed to my sight at the same moment she removed my pants. My hard cock was immediately in her hand as she slipped inside my Boxer shorts. The sensation was fantastic and at the time I started to sample the exquisite sensation of her left nipple inside my mouth. Getting a sweet taste of milk from Paula's lactating breasts.
She gasped with pleasure as I stimulated her breast and nipples with my tongue. Eagerly I continued flicking across and around her protuberance, lapping up the sweet taste of breast milk. My own underwear was now on its way to the floor and a distant part of my brain decided it would be a good idea if Paula's remaining clothing went the same way.
I broke my hold on her perfect breasts long enough to grope for the fastener to her trousers. Paula's fingers left their duty in massaging my cock long enough to help with the process. Moments later and her white g- string panties were past her creamy slender thighs and falling to the ground.
We achieved union almost immediately; my cock sliding home into Paula's waiting and very wet love hole. Memories of desire racked my brain as I recalled the numerous times I had done the very same thing before she had left work to have her baby. Already I could sense the difference in the feel of her love tunnel around my hard shaft. She was still utterly incredible and I immediately started to thrust away inside her pussy.
The run up to her having her baby had been a fun and interesting time. As she had grown outwards we had found newer and more exciting ways to stimulate the other. We had worked our way through a catalogue of sexual fetishes and fantasies in the limited time we had together.
On one occasion we had rented a hotel room in the countryside one weekend whilst her husband was away on business. We had fucked our way through the day and well into the night. I had given her a wonderful fuck in return, doing her doggy style by the side of the bed.
Returning to our shared moment in the company attic, we were now in full flow and intensely enjoying each other. I was busily telling her how much I had missed her whilst at the same time my cock was sliding up and down inside her incredibly hot and wet pussy tunnel. My gentle whispers of seduction in her ear were rewarded by her soft pants as she gasped for air between her exertions. Her body was thrusting against mine in time with the rocking motion of our love making.
I had lifted Paula upwards, sliding her backwards so the curves of her round bum cheeks rested on one of the surrounding archive shelves. Her legs were wide apart and wrapped around my torso. She was so hot, both literally and figuratively. I was so incredibly aware of the press of her bare exposed flesh touching mine and of the wonderful sensation of her naked breasts pushing against my chest. I was now kissing and caressing her neck, moving my way downwards, sensitive to the feedback her body was giving me. As I pleasured her erogenous zones she groaned slightly between her panting breaths. I moved one hand up her back and went on to stroke the base of her neck. I knew from sweet experience just how much of a thrill Paula got from that one particular place. Even now in the middle of our sex, I could feel the soft shudders of pleasure racking through her body as I gently fondled and massaged her favourite sensitive spot.
The hot wet grasp her pussy had on my cock was utterly delicious. I was doing my best to control my raging hormones and my burning desire to come too soon. Instead I focused hard, trying to savour every second of having my dick once again inside Paula's pussy. She on the other hand, was lost in her desire, oblivious to her part in our love making. I swear if anybody came up into the attic at that moment in time, she wouldn't even notice. I suddenly had the thought, that being discovered fucking Paula on her first day back would not go down too well in the office!
Trying to put this nagging worry out of my head I returned to wonderful task at hand. Paula had such an incredible body and I wished I had more time and privacy to enjoy her more. As it was, Paula was now racing towards her orgasm and I moved to join her. I increased the pace and strength of my thrusting dick, maximising the pleasure I was giving her. Her hot breath was against my ear, her pants now incredibly quick as her moment of utter pleasure approached. I could feel my own climax nearing as we continued to rapidly fuck. I strained desperately to hold back on the final act burning inside me. In the end I could resist no longer. I came inside Paula's love tunnel feeling my sperm erupting from my bell end and flooding into Paula's loins. As ecstasy grabbed me, I felt her hold on me tighten incredibly so as a racking orgasm gripped her stunning body. The sensation of having just come together was mind blowing, a confirmation of our perfect suitability as fuck buddies.
Even as my mind reeled with orgasmic bliss and my strength momentarily fled from body, I was focused on Paula's reaction to our crime of passion. I was still inserted between her legs and I could clearly feel the wetness of our sex clinging to the pubic hairs that touched our skin. In answer to my unspoken question, she moved her head round to allow her lips to brush against mine. We kissed; our union sinking deeper as our mouths opened wide to except the other's tongue. With our sex spent, her kiss was simple affirmation of the very real desire she had for me. My answering kiss was just as true, my arms still holding her naked close to mine. Once again I thanked my lucky stars for the opportunity to screw this delicious temptress and eagerly looked forward to our next session.
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Having fun with a friend mothers whilst at Uni and old story .......... enjoyable massage
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Posted:Jun 16, 2007 8:47 pm
Last Updated:Aug 30, 2007 4:21 pm
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I invited Judy to lie down on her stomach as I retrieved a bottle of massage oil from my backpack. I squeezed some of the oil onto my hands and started massaging her feet, gradually progressing up her legs. Her bikini bottom was a thong, and as I approached her buttocks, she sensed my hesitation. “Anything that’s not covered is fair game,” she volunteered. “Go ahead and massage my butt if that body part is included in your method. I’m not shy.”
So, I proceeded to knead her gluteus maximus muscles for several minutes, trying to maintain a professional manner. After all, this was the mother of my friend, so I didn’t want her to think I was turned on.
After a few minutes, it was time to continue my progression up her spine to the lumbar and thoracic areas. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bikini top, saying “Here, let me get this strap out of the way for you.” I proceeded to work my way up her back and down each arm. The bulges of the sides of her ample breasts were tantalizing, but I resisted the urge to touch them.
“Now it’s time for the front,” I said. She promptly rolled over on her back, holding her bikini top to her breasts but not re-hooking it. She just positioned the small fragments of cloth to cover her nipples and put her arms out to her sides, ready for me to massage the front of her body.
“Some like to have a cloth over their faces during this part,” I explained in a professional voice. “It gives them a feeling of privacy. What’s your preference?”
“Nice idea,” Judy responded, turning to her side and reaching for a small towel, which she folded and placed over her eyes. That movement caused her bikini top to slip to the side as her soft, flowing breasts shifted, exposing one nipple.
I tried my best to not let my massage technique be affected by the delicious sight before me. Her smooth round perfect nipples are dark brown and about the size of a half dollar. I again returned to her feet, working my way up her thighs and to her tight stomach. The side-to-side motion of my hands on her abdomen caused her tiny bikini top to slip even further, now exposing both nipples.
Perhaps feeling the cloth changing position on her breasts, Judy lifted the cloth from her eyes and noticed that her breasts were now entirely revealed. “Oh, my,” she exclaimed in mock surprise. “What have we here? Oh, well, I guess there’s nothing left to hide. Do you mind if I just get this out of the way? Or, would you prefer that I put it back on?”
“Whichever way you are more comfortable, Mrs. Johnson,” I replied. “If you would like for me to include your breasts in the massage, they should be bare, of course.”
“Do you usually massage breasts when you work with females?” she inquired.
“Many women are shy, and prefer not to have their breasts massaged,” I answered. “But others find it pleasant and relaxing.”
“Well, like I said, I’m not shy,” Judy reminded me, tossing her bikini top aside and replacing the towel over her eyes.
So, I proceeded to massage her torso and breasts, attempting to maintain a strictly professional manner as my hands worked that amazing soft flesh. I kept reminding myself that this was therapeutic massage, not a sexual interaction. But my throbbing erection told me otherwise.
When I finished, I sat back as Judy slowly began to move from her deeply relaxed state. “Wow, that was great!,” she said softly. “Thanks a million.”
Without bothering to replace her bikini top, Judy sat up, cross-legged, and took a couple of deep breaths to reawaken her body. After a few moments, she asked, “Would you rather I put my top back on? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. It just seems that since you’ve already seen everything, there’s no point in being bashful.”
“I’m not uncomfortable, Mrs. Johnson,” I replied. “Besides, you have beautiful breasts.”
“I guess I am pretty lucky in the chest department. I like it that you appreciate the boobs of an older woman,” she chuckled, fishing for a compliment. She leaned back, arms outstretched behind her for support, and looked down at her chest.
“Oh, I do!” I glanced at her breasts but tried not to stare.
“Ryan , I appreciate that you are trying to be discreet, but you can look at them all you want. You won’t embarrass me. In fact, I like the attention.” She clasped her hands behind her head and thrust out her chest with a little wiggle, making her soft breasts to sway from side to side. “Feast your eyes,” she said with a smile.
I accepted her invitation to gaze at her breasts without looking away.
“Do you like the jiggle effect?” she asked, twisting her body quickly side to side, causing her gorgeous tits to flow across her chest. “Men seem to like that.”
“Oh, yes!” I said, following them with my eyes. My erect cock was pushing hard against the end of a cul de sac in my shorts, so I discreetly pushed it to the side with my hand to relieve the pressure.
Judy noticed my movement and smiled. “Looks like I may be causing a problem there,” glancing at my crotch. “Maybe we should change the subject. How about if I give you a massage now? I’m not a pro like you, but I was paying attention to your technique and could give it a try.”
The prospect of this beautiful, nearly naked woman caressing my body was more than I could have hoped for. However, I had a problem . . .
My penis is fully erect nearly 9 1/2 inches long when erect, and at this moment it was throbbing. To hide my frequent erections, I often wear bulky knee-length shorts and an over-sized tee-shirt so there’s plenty of cloth to cover the evidence. I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to conceal my erection from Judy if she massaged me.
“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” I answered.
“But I would really like to. Lie down here and let’s get started,” she directed.
Feeling unable to resist, I stretched out, stomach down on the pad. “You don’t expect me to be able to give you a proper massage with all those clothes on, do you?” Judy queried.
I slipped my shirt over my head, hoping she would be satisfied with that. No such luck. “How am I supposed to massage your thighs and buttocks with those pants on? Off with those too,” she insisted playfully.
“But I’m not wearing underwear,” I protested. With a wave of her hand she dismissed my objection. I was out of excuses.
I managed to get my shorts off without displaying my nine and a half-inch throbber, and quickly laid down on it, safely hidden.
Judy started as I had, with my feet and worked her way slowly all the way up to my neck, shoulders, and arms.
“Ok, time for the front,” she declared, foreclosing all options.
“But, I’m not wearing anything,” I objected weakly.
“Ryan, remember, I’m a mother and an adult woman. I’ve seen penises before. Don’t worry about it.”
“But I’ve got a har. . I mean, an erec . . .” I mumbled incoherently.
“You’re a healthy young man. I would expect you would have an erection in this situation. I’ve seen those too. You were very professional as you massaged me; I’ll be equally professional with you.”
So, I rolled over on my back, exposing my huge cock to Judy’s gaze, trying to swallow my embarrassment. Her eyes widened as she saw its size, but otherwise didn’t react.
“You might like to put the towel over your eyes to help you feel more private,” she said as she reached over me to get the towel. As she reached, her bare breasts hung only inches above my face. She seemed to fumble longer than necessary with the towel, giving me a few precious moments to admire her delectable mounds. She placed the folded towel on my eyes, nudged my arms out to my sides, and instructed me to relax and enjoy.
Judy proceeded to give me an excellent massage from foot to neck. As she worked around my upper thighs and hips, her hands barely grazed my scrotum a couple of times. As she massaged my abdomen, her hands brushed the underside of my rigid cock, causing it to jerk in spasm. Otherwise, she didn’t touch my genitals. But knowing that she was no doubt feasting her eyes on my monster boy while I was effectively blindfolded was so erotic I could feel precum oozing out and dripping on my abdomen.
Although I could see nothing, when she reached across me to massage an arm, her nipple brushed my lips once. “Oh, Ryan , I’m sorry. I don’t mean to make this harder for you . . . so to speak,” she added with a smile in her voice as she realized her double entendre.
“No problem,” I croaked. “I didn’t mind at all.”
“Your self-control is admirable for a young man, Ryan,” Judy continued. “Most young guys would get aggressive when they are turned on as much as you obviously are. I appreciate your maturity. Stay still and I’ll make the same ‘mistake’ again”. She then intentionally brushed her breasts over my face and teased my lips with her nipples. I followed her instruction and stayed completely still, not even moving my lips or tongue to lick or kiss those delicious nipples. In a short time her breasts brushed the towel off my face, so I had a full view of the bountiful sight above me. Judy seemed intrigued with my ability to contain my urge to take control
Sitting up, she said, “Well, Ryan, it looks like your body is pretty relaxed except for one part,” glancing at my throbbing cock. “Would you like for me to massage that muscle too?” I was only able to nod my assent.
Judy straddled my upper thighs, put some massage oil on her hands, took my cock firmly in both hands, and began to stroke it with excruciating slowness. Each time her slick hands passed over my corona, I felt a spasm that brought me ever closer to orgasm. But she kept her motion slow enough that I couldn’t climax. A few times she rubbed my cockhead over her puckered nipples, which were at about the same height. From my viewpoint, my cock looked huge against her petite body and slender hands. Only her ample breasts seemed in proportion.
“This massage doesn’t seem to be relaxing your big muscle, Ryan. Maybe I should stop,” Judy said, teasingly. She knew I was getting desperate.
I shook my head no, terrified that she would leave me in this unbearable state.
“But wouldn’t you be embarrassed if you had an orgasm now?,” Judy asked. “After all, I’m your friend’s mother. I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.”
“That would be OK,” I croaked. “In fact, I really need it.”
Judy seemed to contemplate this, continuing to slowly stroke my aching cock, precum seeping from the end. After a few more minutes of this teasing, Judy proposed, “I’ve noticed that you and Mike like to play competitive games - would you like to make a bet with me?”
“What kind of bet?” I asked, worried about what torture she might have in mind.
“Put your hands behind your head. If I can’t make you move your hands within thirty minutes, without hurting or tickling you, then I’ll give you an orgasm. If you move your hands, you’re on your own. Deal?”
“Deal,” I said, not knowing whether I could withstand for a whole half hour the tortuous tension that Judy was so skillfully causing.
So the contest began. She stroked me close to orgasm several times, then sat back and watched my aching cock bounce in the air, seeking one more moment of stimulation.
After several minutes, Judy reached for her beer, which caused her breasts to sway enticingly just over my face. She stayed in that position a few moments, jiggling her breasts within inches of my hungry eyes. Her temptation was nearly successful, as I yearned to reach up and caress them. Taking a sip of her beer, she said playfully, “Oh, how inconsiderate of me, having a drink without offering you one. But since you can’t move your hands, how about if I let you lick beer off my breasts?” With that, she poured some beer in a shallow saucer, dipped one breast, and brought the nipple to my mouth to suck. She repeated this several times, until my thirst was quenched but my lust was only intensified.
Returning to my genitals in seriousness, she spread my legs and sat between them. She grasped my scrotum just above my swollen balls in her left hand, squeezing just hard enough to extend them away from my body. She hooked her left index finger around the base of my cock. I didn’t know then why she was doing this, but I soon found out.
By gripping with her left hand and slowly stroking my cock with her right hand, Judy was able to sense when semen was beginning to enter my cock and to feel the involuntary contraction of my balls as my orgasm neared. By stopping her stroking at just the right moment, she could bring me excruciatingly close to orgasm.
“You’re a tough one, Ryan. I have only five more minutes to overcome your self-control,” she said tauntingly yet playfully. “Looks like I’ll need to bring out the heavy artillery.” With that, she stroked my cock until she felt semen begin to enter the base of my cock, and my balls tighten up. She stopped stroking immediately, keeping her left-hand grip. One small drop of semen oozed from the tip of my cock as I groaned in agony. Judy watched, entranced.
“All you have to do is move your hand to your penis and stroke it, and relief is yours in seconds, Ben” she taunted. “How about it?”
All I could do was make a guttural sound like “No.” My tension was nearly unbearable, but I was determined to win this contest.
“OK, then let’s try it again. Let’s see how much pressure you can stand.” She repeated the procedure, letting one more drop of semen emerge, her left hand sensing the exact moment for her right hand to stop stimulating me. I writhed in agony, thrusting my eleven-inch cock helplessly into the air, desperate for one more touch.
“Well, Ryan, it looks like you’ve won the contest. But your reward will be on my schedule. I’ll let you have a complete orgasm, but you won’t know exactly when.” With that warning, Judy repeated her teasing several more times over the next 20 minutes. Each time, I hoped desperately that this would be the time of my deliverance. Finally, she continued stroking slowly as I began to ejaculate. Then she plunged my cock deep into her left breast, rubbing it on her nipple as I unloaded spurt after spurt of hot semen directly at her nipple.
When I was totally spent, Judy said, “Relaxed now? Do I give a good massage?” I could only nod appreciatively with a smile.
As we lounged in exhausted silence, Judy remarked, “Now I know why Mike calls you ‘’!”
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Fantast and Fun ?????
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Posted:Apr 19, 2007 3:34 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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I came to you in the dead of night. The house was empty, containing only you. It was in almost total darkness, only the light on the landing to light my way to you. I came in through the back door, you had left it unlocked for me. I ascended the stairs and found your bedroom, you were there, sleeping, looking so peaceful it seemed a pity to wake you.
I reached out and gently caressed your cheek. You stirred, your eyelids flickered open and you smiled in recognition. You held out your arms in greeting and I bent down and kissed you, gently. You sat up in bed and pulled the top of your shortie nighty over your head exposing your magnificent breasts to my gaze for the first time. They stood out clearly in the darkness, firm and white with dark nipples just waiting for my caresses. You pointed at me and I understood straight away that I should undress. I did so quickly, not wanting to waste a moment of our time together and by the time I had done you were naked as well. Again you held out your arms in greeting and I slipped between the sheets and into your embrace. We held each other, looking into each others eyes, then we kissed, gently, tenderly. I tentatively ran my tongue along your lip and was answered by yours just touching the tip of mine. I gently lay you down on the bed and kissed your cheek, lips, neck. I worked my way down your neck and throat until I reached your breast. I took the nipple into my mouth and sucked it until it grew hard, your hand stroking my head as I did so. When one nipple was hard I moved across to the other one and did the same with that. Small gasps from you told me that what I was doing was right and your hands caressed my head, keeping me at my task. Eventually I moved off your nipples and ran my tongue down to the valley between your breasts and on down to your navel. There I licked round the edge and, having once licked right to the bottom of the indentation, carried on down to the area of total womanhood.
You moved to help me gain access to that most intimate part of you and I ran my finger along the crease. It seemed to open into a wellspring of moisture, you were so ready for me, and I put my tongue into the pool and drank. You tasted beautiful. Womanly and sexually attractive. I found your clitoris and began to lick it, to suck it and to gently bite it. I pulled at it with my lips and you moaned softly encouraging me to lick faster. I ran my tongue all round the nubbin and drank deeply of the juices that flowed from you. I kept on going while you squirmed and wriggled and your hands held my head in place so I could not have moved away if I had wanted to. I licked and licked faster and faster sensing all the time you were getting near to climax. You raised your legs and locked them round my head, trapping me, while your body squirmed and writhed under my eager tongue. Then with a shuddering sigh you came, your juices bathing my face with warm wetness. You subsided and raised me up in the bed to you and smiled.
We lay in each others arms, not saying anything, nothing needed to be said, we knew neither of us was finished and there were more delights to come for both .
Then you kissed me, gently, on the mouth, the chin, the throat, the chest. I thought I knew where you were going and moved to help. You continued on down until you reached my manhood. You kissed the tip and then, oh wonder of wonders, you took me deep into your mouth. You moved your tongue up and down the shaft as your head bobbed on my erection. I was the most wonderful thing I had ever experienced and I knew I would not last very long. I looked at you, stroked your hair and was going to warn you of my impending explosion but you simply shook your head and smiled. You continued, driving my penis into your mouth swirling your tongue along the shaft, licking the hole in the top and covering me with your saliva. Eventually I could take it no more and with a grunt I shot my first load into your mouth. You looked so happy as you swallowed all I could give you and then licked me clean. You still had a small dribble of come oozing from the corner of your mouth and you licked it away with your tongue. Then you came to join me and we kissed again. This time I could taste myself on your kisses, a strange salty taste.
Once again we lay together, neither of us wanting to break the caress but I knew that it was time. I moved over you, you looked at me with an intensity I had never seen before. Your thighs were spread and I found my way to your entrance. You were so wet that I had no difficulty in sliding in. I did so slowly, gently, not wishing to break the spell. I pushed slowly until I was buried to the hilt in you glorious womanhood then I just as slowly, withdrew. I left just the tip touching you and then I pushed slowly back. I kept doing this, slowly, slowly, as you ran your hands up and down my back. Then you seemed to take control and seized my bottom cheeks and pulled hard. I slammed against the top of your cervix and your eyes widened in surprise, but it was a good surprise. We kissed, tongues swirling and duelling as we established our loving rhythm. On and on we moved, bodies covered in a sheen of perspiration as we drove each other towards our inevitable climaxes. I buried my face in your breasts, licking and biting your nipples, your fingers digging deep into my back. Then, without warning, your whole body convulsed and you gasped. I felt your pussy contract and that took me over the edge and I shot load after load into your receptive womb. Then we looked at each other, eyes tender and loving. I buried my face in your neck and your arms came round my body and we lay there, together, not wanting anything else but to be together at that moment.
Then you noticed I was still hard within you and you smiled again. You disengaged, rolled me onto my back, rose above me, your wonderful breasts swinging in the dim light from the landing and, positioning yourself drew me back into you. I held your breasts as you moved and watched my penis slide in and out of you as you assumed total control. You bent down and kissed me, tongues swirling and my hands cupped your breasts. You sat up and exposed your clitoris allowing me to rub it and help you in your drive towards orgasm. It took longer this time and we didn't hurry. The feelings built slowly and as you continued to slide up and down on me I kissed your mouth and breasts. Eventually we could contain ourselves no longer and our movements became faster and faster as we drove ourselves towards another mutual climax.
With a gasp and a shudder we both came and, spent, we collapsed onto the bed side by side. For a while neither of us moved. Then you looked at me and I knew it was time to leave. I nodded and got up, dressed and kissed you for the final time. Your eyes were closed and your breathing steady. I kissed your forehead and left the way I had come.
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Lauren office provides pleasure
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Posted:Apr 19, 2007 3:32 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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I took lauren in my arms and she melted into me as if we had been together for a million years. The music faded. All the people disappeared. There was Lauren. Only Lauren. Nothing mattered, the building could fall down and I would not have noticed. I felt her breasts against my chest like two branding irons burning an indelible mark saying I belong to her forever. Her loins were slightly parted and my knee and thigh were forced as far as possible between them creating a heat which was almost unbearable. My cock was dressed right as they say and laying against my leg but pushing out more and more as we held each other closer.
I put my fingers under her chin and gently raised her face to mine. My lips pressed hungrily to hers and she responded with an urgency beyond description. There was nothing to say. I took her by the hand and led her from the room to her office where I turned and locked the door.
She came to me then and put her arms around my neck and kissed me hard on the mouth. I returned her kiss and it held until finally we pulled apart gasping for air. I am not quite sure how it happened but she had my shirt in her hand and threw it on the chair across from her desk. I reached for her then but she took both my hands and placed them at my sides. Allow me she said as her deft fingers loosened my belt and slid the zipper down to the bottom. Lauren kneeled down in front of me and untied my shoes allowing me to step out of them. As she removed my socks she raked her beautiful long fingernails softly along my calves sending shivers of delight up my torso. Lauren rose to a kneeling position and looked up at me with a look of animal lust which made my knees weak. Without breaking eye contact she undid the button and let my slacks fall to the floor. I rarely wear underwear and this was no exception. My hardening cock sprang free and reached forward to be enclosed in the soft hands waiting there.
Still maintaining eye contact Lauren circled the head of my now firm manhood with her thumb. The tease was unbearable. She lowered her eyes and looked at her handiwork and seemed quite pleased with herself. I was getting weak in the knees and Lauren backed me up a step until I felt a desk chair behind me. I sank into that chair gratefully. If I hadn’t I most likely would have fallen down.
Then she was before me again, still on her knees on the plush carpet of her office. I felt her nails glide across my thighs with the touch of a butterfly’s wings. Both hands took hold of my now raging hard on and guided it to her waiting lips. As I entered there I could remain passive no longer. I needed to touch and stroke this glorious lady who was giving me such pleasure as the world has never known since Eve tempted Adam from the garden.
My hands reached and found Lauren’s hair as my now engorged member slowly disappeared into her hot, wet mouth. I felt her tongue licking and flicking the underside as it slid further into the warmth. I caressed her hair as I guided her head closer to my belly. I felt my cock touch the back of her throat and I relaxed my hold on her hair expecting her to travel back up my length and thrill me again. My Cock had never been this hard before. I think Lauren had actually increased me in length as well as girth with her ministrations. All I know is if I get any harder it is going to blow.
Knowing I can’t take another moment of this wonderful torture without erupting like Mt. St. Helen I pull lauren’s head from my lap and coax her forward. She resists but I insist and slowly she pulls away. I have an urgent need to taste her hot lips so I try to pull her up into my lap.
Lauren Stood up, turned and sat on the edge of my desk. For the first time I realize This woman who has taken me to the very edge of bliss is still fully clothed except for a pair of fine leather heels which I see half way between the door and my desk. What a sight that would have been had someone walked in. A man, naked, with a raging hard on facing a fully clothed woman .. Well, I must do something about that.
I fairly ripped her clothes off. I even saw one button fly across the room as, in my haste, I pulled too hard on the blouse. Her clothes were scattered on the floor, she was naked and sitting on a oversize oak desk. I took a step back to admire this ravishing beauty. Her hair was messed from me using it to guide her movements earlier. Her face is that of an angel with a smile to melt an iceberg. Her breasts are full and set high and wide with nipples nice and round and staring right at me. I am struck mute by her beauty. She leans back on her hands on the desk and brings her heels up to rest on the edge of the desk. I am now getting an unobstructed view of a freshly shaven pussy of such splendor I know it was meant to be honored and adored. The view is not hampered by even a hint of hair. The lips are puffy and wet and ready to fuck.
I hear her voice as she says, “come here and take a taste of what you have started”. I approach this Goddess on quaking legs then I roll an office chair up in front of her. It's the perfect height to lean over slightly and lick her sopping wet pussy. So I did. one lick became two and two became four. Next thing I know I am sucking and drink those magnificient sweet tasting pussy juice.
I am licking and tongue flicking her clit which is fully protruding from it’s hood. I lower my mouth and fasten my lips around her clit. I push forward against her pussy with my firmly placed lips and begin to suck. Her clit engorges even more and I suck harder. Her pussy is jumping and her thighs vibrate against my ears. Still I suck her clit as I hold it gently between my teeth. I hear her voice coming from between clenched teeth. Harder she cries harder.
My hand is busy exploring her drenched pussy and the surrounding flesh which is as wet as if it was in swimming. In this position it seemed quite natural to insert my thumb in her wet hole and stroke it as I continued to suck her clit. She was so wet there was even a small puddle on my desk. There was so much juice flowing and the rubbing had relaxed her so much that my finger slid in and out in one smooth motion.
As I stood over her at the desk she relaxed even more and smiled a smile to light up the world. I gazed adoringly upon her body and traced with my eyes every curve and valley of this lovely lady. I saw her close her eyes to see some inner vision so private and true. As I watched her laying back on her desk so completely exposed to my probing eyes she spread her creamy thighs a little wider causing a little trickle to run from her pussy down across her ass and onto my desk.
That was too much. Her eyes were still closed and I stepped back to the desk and aimed my now throbbing cock at her slightly parted pussy lips. I didn’t stop until I felt my balls slap against her ass and when they did she let out a sound glorious pleasure. Lauren’s legs shot straight out and then wrapped around my waist with her heels pressing so hard against my spine. I tried to thrust in and out but found I was incapable of moving. That was when I noticed this incredibly sexy woman was experiencing another bone shaking orgasm. I pushed hard against her until the tremors subsided and she relaxed enough for me to move.
While she still clung to me with her legs I reached forward and took her by the waist lifting her from the desk and into my arms. I was astonished how easy it was. Her arms went around my neck as I turned and lowered her to the carpet. We laid there a few minutes just enjoying the feel of one another. The muscles in her tight pussy contracting and causing my cock to jump.
The heat was building as we lay entwined in each others arms. Finally I began a slow withdrawal and backed out until just the head of my cock was inside her pussy. I rocked back and forth slowly and my cock came just about out then slid back in.
Then I started. Long slow strokes increasing in speed and power until the tempo was that of a driving rain in a hurricane. Lauren’s legs let go of me and she planted both feet flat on the floor. Her nails raked my back. She raised her ass off the floor and met my every thrust with a power equal.
I only knew the heat in my loins and the destination awaiting me as I pounded that pussy unmercifully. Still she met every thrust with one of her own and came back for more. I felt my balls tighten and then explode in a torrent into that waiting pussy. An orgasm like that one should be taped and put in a time capsule. Nobody will believe that one for at least the next century. I mean pulse after pulse went through my cock until there was not enough liquid left in my body.
I collapsed in a heap on top of lauren and I don’t know if I had the strength to move but it didn’t matter much because she was holding me so tightly it would have been impossible to move anyway. I relaxed slowly and as I did I felt her pussy milking the remains of my cum from me as she orgasmed again.
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oh just a short reply for your excellent work ?? lauren just dreaming of things with you
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Posted:Apr 19, 2007 2:49 am
Last Updated:Aug 30, 2007 4:22 pm
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You came to me last night. When I saw you, you were so beautiful. Skin so aglow, you were wearing a beautiful white satin nightgown. Your smile enchanted me and I couldn't help but smile at you! I said hi and it seemed to me your smile got even bigger. You slid onto the bed and straddled me grasping my wrists and pinning my hands to either side of my head, leaning into me your lips brushed mine. Your lips were sweet and you took my breath away as your tongue slid into mine.
Your body pressing against me, I could feel your nipples harden against my bare chest through your satin gown. Your excitement was contagious; I knew you could feel me harden against you. Even though you were holding my wrists I easily rolled you over your hands encircled my neck, kissing my neck and face. I ran my hands up and down your sides feeling you beneath the soft material, your body warm to my touch. I reached back and caressed the outsides of your legs with my palms slowly sliding my hands up the outside of your thighs. I was momentarily surprised when I found the absence of panties. I stared into your eyes and all I could find was a teasing smile in them. I couldn't help myself. I continued sliding my hands up your sides pushing the nightgown up. You sat up just enough to allow me to remove it. As you sunk back to the bed I casually tossed it aside, Leaning down I brushed my lips against your belly.
I knew from the way your body shuddered under me you liked it! I continued kissing my way up your belly, stopping only once to allow my tongue to explore your bellybutton. Then I continued my ascent gently working my up to you, letting my tongue caress your body hand rubbing your sides. Slowly guiding myself to those beautiful creamy breasts of yours, I lowered my mouth to one nipple and gently sucked it into my mouth, and just as easily removed it. I quickly drew in a breath and blew onto your freshly moistened nipple; I could feel you quiver beneath me. I asked you if you liked that and you whispered that you did.
I lowered my head to your breasts and continued licking sucking and nibbling, rubbing my hands up and down the sides of your body and breasts. I could feel your breath quicken with each touch. I lowered my self on your body kissing your belly reaching up and caressing your breasts letting my hands slide over them softly. I slid lower until I could smell your sweet scent, while running my hands all over your belly softly caressing every inch of you exploring my beautiful lover with my hands.
You whispered huskily that you couldn't wait any longer, you wanted me needed me. Please you said! I quickly positioned myself above you and leaning down to kiss you entered you in one smooth motion. You felt warm and silky around me. You were so wet! I could feel your need for me in the way you gripped me legs wrapped around my waist. I could feel you meeting each thrust I made with one of your own.
Soon I could feel your breath quicken, you looked up at me and begged me to go faster. I quickly responded to you and could feel your body's response to my movement, clutching and grabbing at my cock. I could feel your legs tighten around me hands grasping tight to my shoulders you pulled me to you. Screaming in my ear that you were Cumming you buried your face in my neck. I could feel your pussy contracting around my cock mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm you felt soooooooooooo good around me.
When you were done you lowered your face and kissed me deeply tongue's entwining. You lifted your self off me and told me to lay back. You smiled at me as I lay back on the bed. Straddling me but not letting me enter you yet. You leaned up and kissed me deeply, tongue’s touching and entwining. You tasted sweet. Then as you leaned down and kissed the side of my neck between my head and shoulder, you raised yourself and lowered yourself on my stiff cock. You felt so wet and warm around me. So good I had to control myself just to keep from climaxing. I know you knew from the smile you gave me. You started off slowly, riding me up and down in short thrusts, than sliding down on me as far as you can and then rocking yourself slowly forward and back and side to side.
OOhh you felt so wonderful. I could feel myself so deep inside you. With your small movements I was in the perfect position to lift my head and gently lick and suck your nipples and breasts.
Then you put your hands on my shoulders and pushing me down you started riding me with long steady movements. I could feel your pussy grasping and gripping my cock. I was in heaven! I knew I was hitting you just right, I knew you were hitting me in all the right places. I was having a hard time holding my climax back. Then just before I could'nt take it anymore you told me you were cuming, it was all I could take and I blasted cum at the same time your pussy spasmed and contracted with your second orgasm! We screamed and came together. Holding each other in a tight embrace I could feel my cock pulsing deep inside you, shooting cum, deep into your lovely warm moist pussy!
We collapsed into each others arms. Kissing each other, we smiled at each other, curling up in each others arms. We fell asleep holding each other my cock still inside you. When I awoke you were gone!
I couldn't tell if it had been real or just a dream. I lay back with a smile on my face knowing that that was the most real dream I had ever had, or was it? I got out of bed smiling and knowing I would be looking forward to another night if pleasant dreams!
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Thinking alot about having some fun ?? Can anyone help ??
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Posted:Apr 11, 2007 9:25 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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You have just gotten out of the shower. Your hair is still wet. Your wearing a long white, maybe pink, terry cloth robe (nothing on underneath). You walk into your room. It has hardwood floors, crisp white walls, and a big four poster bed. The bedspread is white lace, as well as the curtains. The room also has a big floor-length mirror with a wood border and stand.
You are standing before this mirror, your hands on either side of it above your head. You're softly talking yourself in and out of having a relationship with me, but you don't really know me. You have your eyes closed, talking still, when you hear this light laugh behind you. You open your eyes quickly. It's me, and our eyes meet in the mirror. I have a slight smile on my face. I'm wearing black boots, blue button-fly jeans, and a white T-shirt.
I come up closer behind you. You feel me against your back. I put my arms around your waist and kiss you softly on your neck. I move my lips up to your earlobe, lightly biting it, and then whisper, "You know I want you..." You close your eyes, avoiding a response to me.
I continue kissing down your neck, my hands moving slowly up to your breasts, gently caressing them through your robe, making you moan softly. I move my hands down from your breasts, gently kneading every part of you that I touch, over your tummy, rubbing your navel, getting closer to your pussy. I lightly rub over your pussy, teasing you, then moving up to the sash of your robe. I start to pull it open, and you bring your hands down to stop me, telling me you don't want to do this in front of the mirror. I push your hands away, and tell you, "Yes, in front of the mirror."
I pull the sash open, my other hand resting on your tummy. I slowly pull the robe open, exposing your breasts and pussy, making you blush, making you hot as well. I move my hands up again to your breasts, touching and rubbing them, making your nipples harden, making you sigh. I move my hands down again, over your tummy, rubbing your navel, this time touching inside your pussy. I rubs all over your pussy, feeling how wet you are. I pull one of your hands over to touch your pussy with me telling you I want you to feel what I do to you.
You try to pull your hand away, but I hold tight, making you rub yourself in front of me and in front of the mirror. I finally let your hand go, and I start fingering your wet pussy, making you watch my finger moving in and out, slowly, teasingly. I move my thumb up to rub your wet, swollen clit, making you gasp and moan. I lean in closer to you, taking my hand away from your pussy. You close your eyes in disappointment. I start pulling your robe down off your shoulders letting it fall in a pool at your feet. I turn you around to face me, putting my hands on your hips, telling you to put your arms around my neck. I pull you up, forcing you to wrap your legs around my waist, putting your wet aching pussy in contact with my hard cock, making us both groan. You rub against my jean covered cock, getting hotter. I hold you up by your ass, rubbing, pulling you in harder against me. I tell you to undo my jeans. You pull hard on the buttons opening them all with one tug.
I have nothing on underneath, and my hard cock presses hard into you. I walk us slowly over to the big beautiful bed, putting my knee down on the bed, laying us down slowly, going deeper into you. I push your legs up high, resting them on my shoulders making me go even deeper inside. I lean down and kiss you deeply, and start moving in and out of you hard, deep, and slow.
Filling your hot pussy over and over with my hard cock. I reach a hand down and rub your aching clit hard with my thumb. You start whimpering, getting close. I pull out fast, lifting your pussy up to my mouth, sucking hard on your clit making you cum so hard. Shoving my tongue deep inside you, making you cum over and over. When you're done cumming, I pull my tongue from you, and move up your body, kissing you again shoving my wet tongue in your mouth; you can taste yourself.
I roll us over until you are on top of me. I make you sit up and straddle me. I am still clothed, so you pull my shirt up and off my body, you push my jeans further down off my hips leaving them to rest on my thighs. You take my still-hard cock in your hand, raise up on your knees, and slowly sit down on my cock, taking me deep inside you,
squeezing me tight. I put my hands on your waist, lifting you up and pulling you back down onto my cock. You lean down, kissing me deeply. I move my hands up to your breasts and nipples rubbing them over and over. I pull you up further getting your nipples closer to my mouth, I take one between my lips, lightly biting it before sucking hard. I do this over and over to both nipples while you keep riding me up and down, faster, harder, deeper, over and over. Feeling me moan my pleasure against your breasts and nipples, making you wetter and hotter, you fuck me faster and harder, feeling me throbbing inside you, ready to shoot my hot cum deep up into you. You stiffen your pussy around me as you feel my hot cum shoot into you, filling you full of it. You limply collapse on my chest and we fall asleep.
In the early morning hours, you awake to my hot, wet tongue licking your tender wet pussy...
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Another lonely nite of imagination
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Posted:Apr 5, 2007 3:26 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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I often like to seduce a woman by creating a romantic fantasy evening for her. I like to put her in a complete state of relaxation and help her to enjoy herself completely.
I start by thinking ahead for at least the entire morning and afternoon about exactly what I want to accomplish that night. What kind of mood do I want to invoke? Mysterious and exciting? Meditative and tranquil? Complete relaxation followed by intense stimulation? This evening I had decided on the latter. Once I have a theme in mind, I begin preparing well in advance. I start with the bedroom since it needs to be ready all at once, and I won't get back there later.
I set small candles up all around the room, along with a stick of high quality incense. Of course, I didn't light them yet, but I like for them to be ready.
Part of romancing is being able to cook a wonderful meal. Tonight I was going to make a fresh authentic thai dinner and a dessert of tiramisu for us to share. The tiramisu I bought, I'll confess, but I did make the rest. I topped it off with a nice clare valley red wine for us to sip on, and a few artfully placed fresh flowers. I finished my shopping with the starters: soft Italian and French cheeses, specialty crackers, and fruit.
Thus when you arrived home from work, I was ready for you with a complete environment of relaxation and romanticism. I'd just drawn you a hot bath complete with bubbles, soft relaxing music was playing from another room, candles were flickering throughout the house with no lights on except in the kitchen, and two glasses of wine were in my hands.
You rapidly drank half of your glass as you stripped out of your work pants and sweater set, heading for the bathtub. I refilled your glass and brought out the appetizers. You climb into the bathtub and slide under the bubbles, promptly turning your head towards me and opening your mouth. I plopped a seedless grape in.
I continued feeding you little snacks and sips of wine while we make small talk about our days, and then you lean forward so I can wash your entire body with a soapy cloth, beginning with your back. I gently rubbed the cloth all over head back and dripped hot suds down your neck and spine, and then I do the same to your arms, legs, neck, breasts... I didn't make any sexual contact yet, only loving caresses to ease the tension from your body. After that I left you to soak for a few more minutes while I finished the cooking.
About fifteen minutes and a short rinse in the shower later, you emerged from the bathroom wearing the short ivory satin robe I'd laid out for you. It was tied loosely around the waist and you wore nothing underneath. Your wine glass dangled empty from two of your fingers.
We enjoyed a leisurely meal. Afterward, when I brought out the tiramisu, we eagerly dueled one another with the tines of our forks for each delicious bite. Then we moved out to the living room to cuddle and let our food settle. For the next hour we simply relaxed and talked, lightly caressing each other's bodies. Finally I couldn't wait any longer and led you to the bedroom. I had you lie facedown on the bed and spread a towel across your legs. I took a bottle of massage oil, squeezed a generous amount into my palm and warmed it by rubbing my hands together before touching your shoulders.
I started gently but firmly massaging your neck and shoulders. I made small circles around every major muscle and ran my hands up and down your neck, spine, and backs of the arms. Gradually I moved downwards to start kneading and working your buttocks. I like doing this part because as I pull your ass cheeks apart and then squeeze them back together, over and over, I can start to hear the sticky sound of your pussy dampening. However, I allowed no trace touch from my hands to fall anywhere other than on the area I was massaging so as to maximize the relaxation.
I worked my way down your legs, paying extra attention to the calf muscles and working out all of the walking related tension that stays there. Eventually I reached your feet. Finally, after about 40 minutes it was time for you to turn over.
Once again I adjusted the towel to keep you warm and comfortable. This time I worked my way from the legs upward. I started by working the fronts of your legs and thighs, lubricating every inch with the massage oil. I spend more time stroking your inner thighs now, and was well rewarded by the moist sticking sounds that were more evident now as my movements caused your pussy lips to spread slightly. I could hear your breath going shallower as my touch kept getting closer to your pussy.
I lightly started fondling the sides of your breasts, stroking my hands in wide circles around their outer perimeter, gripping them gently and lifting them up and away from your body. Your nipples hardened at the proximity of my touch. Your legs were beginning to rub together slowly as you tried to subtly stimulate yourself. I continued to fondle your breasts for a few more minutes without touching your nipples, and then crawled down the bed until my face lay between your thighs.
You didn't say anything, although I could tell you wanted to; but then I felt your hands cup the back of my head and pull my face towards your moist wet shaven pussy. I inhaled her light feminine aroma and felt my cock hardening in response. I extended my tongue and licked lightly across your shaven labial lips, tasting the first pearl of wetness seeping from inside . You moaned and tightened your grip on my head. "No more teasing," you begged softly. I moved my hands up to your pussy and spread your lips until your clitoris was fully exposed, and started licking it.
You love having me eat your pussy, and you know how much I like doing it. Tonight I used what I call my peaks and valleys technique. I built you up quickly to a fairly high intensity, where you grind your hips against my mouth to maimize the friction. Then I cool you off with slower, longer licks until you come off of the peak a bit. I build you up several times until I could tell your getting close to an orgasm.
Instead, of finishing you off. I hand you a vibrating dildo and ask you to use it on yourself while I watched.
Suddenly you tell me to lie on the bed. I did so, and you climbed on top of me in a sort of 69 position, but your hips are a little off to the side and I couldn't reach. However, you'd cleverly left the vibrator inserted in your pussy when you got on top so that I could reach it and use it on you. As I turned the speed up and began stroking it in and out of your wet pussy, I fell your mouth engulf my cock. The position you'd taken was great because I could see your sexy red lips sliding up and down my shaft as you bob your head up and down on me.
Seeing you turned on really gets me hot too, so we started climbing towards a mutual orgasm very rapidly. Can you help me out with an ending to this story.
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Fuck i need sex ??
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Posted:Mar 29, 2007 2:39 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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When I walked in on you last night, I caught you doing exactly what you said you've been doing, your legs drawn up so that your knees were up near the sides of your full breasts. You seemed a bit startled at first, but quickly recognized that it was me, and something in my look assured you that it was all right to go on. And you did, a little self consciously at first, but then as if you were putting on a show for me as well as yourself.
"Keep your legs drawn up like that, that is my only request for the moment," I said. I did not touch you, but rather walked around you, looking closely at your face and hair, which was a little mussed, then your breasts and belly. With your legs like that, your pussy was tilted upwards and spread well open. Bending down to inspect more closely, I took a good look -- your outer labia were puffy and flushed, your inner lips long and dark, fluttering out from your center like butterfly wings. Your clit lying between those delicate lips --
As you continued, i took my own clothes off, you could see my erection spring out at attention. Pulsing with my heartbeats, its smooth bulbous head flaring out from the shaft and tapering down to the tip, which had an opening like a little eye. I stood before you, my cock over your open legs. "Don't forget, we have all night," I said. And with that, I lowered the shaft onto your pussy, laying it between your glistening lips -- ohh, the touch of you -- you were warm and wet there, and I know that you enjoyed the sensation as much or more than i did. I moved the shaft up and down, slowly, gently, in your slit, moistening my cock with your juices. You began to moan.
I stood up and moved my hips away from you, placing my hand, pressing, where my cock had been, so that you would not feel the absence of it so much, too quickly. Removing my hand, i stood before you and slid my palm up and down my shaft, up and over the head, coated with your liquid. Your hands moved down to touch yourself and we watched each other pleasure ourselves. I bent down over you and kissed your mouth, our tongues stroking each other. I kissed your breasts, lingering over each nipple and sucking it, squeezing it between my lips, nibbling gently, then a bit harder. I touched my cock to your breasts, sliding it over their soft firm flesh.
I knelt in front of your open thighs, my face at the level of your very relaxed pussy. With your legs like that, I could look right into you - you were open, leaking your clear liquid, which ran down to the cleft of your buttocks. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against yours, firmly, and your hips pressed back into me. I pulled back slightly, then extended my lips in a kiss, moving my lips as they met yours, nudging them in to separate your inner labia. Feeling your clit inside, I made my lips into an "o", taking it inside my lips and kissing, squeezing it between my lips, sucking a bit, manipulating you there. Slipping my tongue up along your slit, up towards your clit, sliding its warm slippery touch up and down your lips, taking each inner lip between mine and caressing its length. My tongue slid further down, slithering its way to your entrance, pressing hard along the strong muscle that guards the entrance, tracing that "o" before pushing its way inside you, just barely inside at first, but then pushing in, in as far as I could extend my tongue -- you pressed into my face to help it, to take as much in as you could and still there was not enough tongue to fill you.
I returned to the top of your pussy, kissing the place where the lips all come together at a peak, kissing and sucking your clit, my fingers pressing alongside your outer lips and then alongside your pubic bone and the place where your leg meets your body, that soft crevasse. Pressing with my fingers alongside your opening, and down to the area below there, between there and your anus. Your hips thrust more insistently now, and your cries begged for me to continue. I pushed a finger inside you, continuing to kiss your upper pussy, then another finger, and I could tell that a climax was imminent -- I continued to eat you, you wrapped your legs around my head, squeezing, bucking, crying my name, oh, ohhh, ohhhhh !
By this time, my erection was aching. I stood over you -- you were breathless, spent, glowing. You pulled your legs up again, and I placed the head of my cock at your entrance, which was tilted up towards the ceiling. I drove down into you, slowly, deliberately, then withdrew all but my very tip before driving down hard, fast, deep into you. Your breasts rocked to the rhythm I established, and I wanted them in my mouth but this could not happen as I drove into you again and again, unrestrained until I ejaculated again, this time into your innermost depths, far inside you, the tip of my cock near the opening of your cervix, coating it with creamy cum . I collapsed on top of you and we fell asleep intertwined.
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Just for you ???? call me or msn me ??
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Posted:Mar 29, 2007 2:14 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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Sitting alone at a table! Lovely You!! A sweet but sensuous face. Curvaceous body. I ask if I can join you, and you nod yes, but only for a bit, as you are expecting someone. We have a margarita, and then another. Small talk. You are dressed in a black silky dress, clinging to your body. Conservative, but showing a bit of cleavage, teasingly so. And finally you announce that it looks like you've been stood up. "Oh sorry about that," I say, but thinking, My Lucky Day, and invite you to have dinner with me.
We sit in a corner of the dimly lit small dining room. A burning candle at our table. Famished, we order our dinner plus a nice Cabernet with it. We continue talking, in a quiet voice, necessitating us to lean forward in order to hear each other -- and this is showing me a little more of your lovely breast cleavage. The whiteness of your skin in contrast to your black dress. You catch me staring at them and we both blush but say nothing. Then we talk and chat as if we knew each other for a long time. A combo is playing slow romantic music. I ask if you would like to dance, and you say "yes." I am getting more and more turned on by the minute. You put your arms around my neck, and my arms and hands are around your waist. Dancing cheek to cheek. Smelling the fragrance of your hair as I nuzzle my face in it.
I feel your body pressed into mine. I am aware of my erection pushing on your belly, and wonder if you notice it too. I am hoping you are aware and I think you are, because there are subtle grinding of your belly on me. Still dancing, I step back with my left foot, but leaving my right foot planted which causes your groin to press into my right upper thigh, and again, I feel a subtle grinding of your groin into me. As the heat rises within us, I breathlessly whisper in your ear, giving me an excuse to nibble on it, "your guy doesn't know what he is missing."
I ask if you have a place to stay, and when you say no, I invite you to stay with me -- Your yes answer almost makes be collapse with anticipation. The dance is over, I sit you down, and talk to the maitre d' for a minute. We decline the dessert, and go out into the rapidly chilling outdoors, walking hand in hand, to our room, on the second floor. "I have a surprise for you," I announce while opening the door. A lit fireplace and Champagne in a bucket, already opened. Red and white roses on our bed. It's what I talked to the maitre d' about at the dining room. We hug, briefly, gently, and go out onto the balcony and watch the sunset -- over the ocean, the 18th fairway and green of the Pebble Beach Golf Course. A magic moment! My arms around you, protecting you from the chill. We go inside, standing in front of the fireplace.
And suddenly, we are kissing. Gently at first and then more urgently. A wet, but not a sloppy kiss, hungrily, with our tongues probing wildly. The anticipation of this moment, for the past few hours has caught up to us. You begin to undo your dress and I stop you. That's my duty, and I proceed, unzipping your dress. And you are doing the same to me. In no time, we are down to my shorts and your bra and panty. I step back, give a whistle, that is more of a sigh. You ARE BEAUTIFUL!! Black bra, bikini panties. setting off your white skin! Again, we hug. Kiss.
Your bra comes off, and simultaneously, so does the panties, and my shorts. Another hug, which is more of grinding our hot bodies together than a hug. My erected wet cock is sliding on your belly and you grind on it wantonly. My hands roaming on your back, and your buttocks -- so smooth, soft and yet so firm. Kissing with wild abandon -- rather frantically. We inch towards the bed and then falling onto it -- you on your back, and me on my side, facing you. I gaze into your eyes, and then my sight devours your body, your firm uplifted breasts standing tall and proud for me with pointed nipples. The flickering light casting shadows on your pubic hair. Our hearts beating rapidly and our breathing is a series of sighs and moans.
We resume kissing -- almost mashing our lips together, passionately -- my hands on your breasts -- kneedling them -- weighing -- caressing -- teasing. My fingers playing with your nipples. They have become so erected and tingly. My lips on your breast, teasing, sucking, biting on them.
With my hands now guided to your pussy, I find the wetness -- oh so wet!! Your inner lips and clit are so erected, puffy, spongy, and slippery. I am sliding my fingers up and down your pussy slit. Your erected clit is trapped between my index and ring fingers. Intermittently probing your pussy hole and feeling it spasm on my fingers. And with each slide of my fingers upwards, my middle finger grazes over your exposed clit glans and makes your body jerk. You immediately thrust, and clench your buttocks, which makes your pussy hole spasm and increases the wonderful sensation. You wildly gyrate your pussy and pelvis on my hand. The long anticipation and teasing, has had its toll.
You start to cum! You can't hold it back.
You start teasing my cock, caressing it and making it erect. I feel horny. I WANT YOU.!!! AND YOU WANT ME!!. I begin to caress you. Kissing your ear, blowing into it. Tonguing it. Brushing our lips together and then riming your lips with my tongue. Passionate kissing. My hands caressing your body, your breasts. My lips follow my hands. To your breast. Sucking, warmly, pulling on your nipples with my lips. I then repeat sucking until I have as much of your breast in my mouth as I can get and then swirl my tongue all around the aureola and nipple -- making your push your breast into my mouth even deeper. Mmmmm, the wonderful distinctive taste!
My hands caress your belly, and I see the muscles underneath to twitching. I am making teasing circles with my hands on your belly and each circle is lower and lower until it reaches the mons -- the mons of beauty. Your thighs spread for me allowing my hand to cup your pussy. I squeeze the other lips together and rub gently making you moan and thrust your pussy into my hand. I now lie between your wide spread thighs. Your knees are flexed which exposing your beautiful pussy to my wanton but loving gaze. The inner lips are so swollen and engorged. Your clit so erected and even throbbing in tune with your rapid heart beat. Your juices smeared over your moist pussy and inner thighs. Glistening in the fireplace light.
Smelling the fragrant musk is intoxicating me. My tongue tip only, circles your inner lips and then finally ending up at the base of your clit. My wide open mouth now covers your pussy, my tongue in your hole, twirling in it. I close my mouth, ending up at the glans of your clit. I am feeling your pelvis clench, tightening and relaxing alternately -- making you close to a cum, but not quite there.
I slowly rise and then slowly start inching up your body, kissing and nibbling your body until I reach your face and your lips. My erected, almost bursting cock now at your wet inviting pussy. Slowly, I thrust and you thrust, inching my cock deeper and deeper. So tight, So warm, and so loving. Until I am fully in you, filling your hole completely. Your thighs and legs are locked around my waist. We relax for just a few seconds and then we begin thrusting, slowly at first. I grind my pubic bone on your clit and mons at the end of each deep thrust and with each in and out motion, the top of my cock shaft glides past your clit glans. Feeling your body writhe, hearing you moan, sigh, feeling your pussy lips clamping on me, and convulsing on me.
You begin to moan those wonderful erotic words: "It feels sooooo good!", "I'm going to cum!", "NOW!!!!" "I'M CUMINGGGGGGGGG!!!" You suddenly arch your back, lifting me with your strength. You scream, and that is too much for me. Deep within you, I start to cum. You can feel each jerk, as thick creamy spurts of cum rocket out of my rigid fat cock . I am moaning, which coincides with each large volume of cum that spirts with high velocity out of my rigid swollen cock. Long, intense, almost painful pleasure. Seemingly a long time, but over too soon.
My cock still deep inside you, our bodies begins to relax, and our breathing and heart rate comes back to normal. Looking into each other's eyes.
Oh please can you help ?????
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Having fun , but no-one to play with ???
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Posted:Mar 28, 2007 5:06 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 10:54 am
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I go to the hotel room and slide the card into the door of the room where we had agreed to meet, a click is heard and the light turns green. With a smile I turn the handle and open the door. The room is dark, except for several candles around the room, and the smell of jasmine penetrates the air. I notice you sitting on the edge of the bed, a devious smile across your face, legs crossed and hands on your lap. I quickly closes the door and start heading to you. You start to speak, but I hold my finger to my mouth, words are not to be said this night.
Just before I get to you I stop and looks at you for a moment, admiring the view. I then bend down, my lips meet yours. Our tongues meet for just a moment, circling each other, and then I slowly backs away.
I stand and back away a short distance and tell you to stand which you do. I look upon you; a smile comes to my face admiring you from your face to your bare feet and back to your face once again. I finally tells you to slowly turn around, to which you do, my eyes not leaving you the entire time. You stand there for what seems an eternity but in reality it is but a moment. I take a sole finger and lightly touch the middle of your back, ever so slowly moving it up your back, caressing along the way. Once I approach your neck I starts to move to move to the left until I reach your ear. Ever so slowly I draw myself closer and lightly starts to nibble on your lower ear. After what seems like hours, I draw myself in close until the space between your bodies is no more. You can feel my hard cock pressing into your back with me ever so slowly grinding away in anticipation of what is to come.
I motion you to lower your self down to the bed; I guide you until your bent over with your waist at the edge of the bed, your chest down and your rear facing out. I back up just slightly and admires the view from behind. I takes my finger and places it in the middle of your back once again and slowly move down to your waist and down your skirt until there is no longer flesh under the material. I then goe up to your shirt and with a hand at each side starts to slide it up, along the way taking my tongue and ever so slowing running it up your spine. Once your shirt is removed, I go back down to your red satin bra, unhook it and push it to the sides, lightly kissing the skin that was trapped under. As I remove it, I momentarily brushes the sides of your breasts, and then lifts you up enough to remove the bra, hands roaming across the naked flesh of your breasts, ever so slightly teasing your nipples as I removes it.
With your bra removed I slowly runs my hands down your side, teasing your flesh along the way, until your skirt is reached. I then move my hands to your rear, massaging your flesh through the material in your skirt. I work my way down to the bottom of your skirt and starts to lift it, running my fingers along your inner thighs until I can see your red satin panties, ones that perfectly match your bra. I spread your legs apart, and then with my hands I takes my index and ring finger and run it along where the panties meet the flesh, with my middle finger going down the center, moving forward and back ever so slowly, back and forth.
I can feel you getting wet and can feel your legs starting to tremble ever so slightly each time I make a pass over your lips. I finally bend down, and star teasing the flesh at the edge of your panties with my tongue, I can smell your sweet scent become heavy in the air. I slowly slip my tongue under your panties, teasing the edge of your freshly shaven lips.
I move your panties to the side, take my tongue and run it up and down your lips, to the left and to the right, in circles and other directions that seem to be right for you. I work my way up to your clit, ever so gently flicking it with the tip of my tongue, slowly at first then faster and faster.
I take my index finger and enter you while starting to suck on your clit, searching for just the right spot. You are getting so wet, the smell and the taste are driving me insane, and I cannot get enough of you. I take my middle finger and enters you with both, from your sounds and movements I know you like it. I finally can take no more, your scent, your moans and your trembling are taking it's toll and I cannot wait any longer.
I remove my pants, my cock is as hard as it has ever been. I go up to you, you are still bent over with your panties on but pushed to the side from my tasting your juices, your labial lips glistening in the candle light. I take my cock and rub it on your shaven pussy lips, rubbing your juice from top of my cockhead to bottom of the shaft, then finally I enters your pussy. I enter easily due to your extreme wetness, slowly thrusting in and out, then starting to build speed, entering deeper, moving side to side. Your become more and more wet making it so easy for my cock to keep moving.
I can hear your moaning and even at times whimpering turning me on all that much more, your lips sucking his cock in deeper and deeper every thrust he makes. He has starts to slow down just a little, your pussy feels so good to him, but he doesn't want to end it yet.
As I continue to work away at your pussy, faster, harder. I stand, picks you up and places you in the middle of the bed face up so I can see your beautiful body laying their in front of me. I bend down; kissing your pussy lips covering my lips with your juices, then going up your mouth and kisses your lips on your face. I then go down to your breasts, kissing each nipple while teasing the other with my hand.
Please will someone help me with the ending of this story
cheers
PS lou >>>??? where are you girl
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