Having fun again ? Anyone for fun ???
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Posted:May 5, 2008 4:01 am
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Abby was beginning to question her decision to make me pay more attention to her in the bedroom. She appreciated all of the great sex we had been having since the night she had seduced me with her schoolgirl outfit in my office, but now I wanted to get a little more...creative.
Which would explain why she was now tied to a bed. Her hands were bound with leather cuffs to either side of the headboard, and her feet were tied to the bed frame with red silk rope. She was dressed only in a pair of fishnet panties, and a red satin bra with black mesh overlay. Her eyes were covered with her best velvet wrap.
I had been the one to secure her restraints. I wanted to make sure that any movement she was able to make while I teased her body would not allow her to free herself too soon. My huge cock was rock hard at the thought of all the torment I had in store.
I had been planning this night for some time. I had begun to gather several items in secret to aid with my seduction. My first choice was a black rose from the garden. I began by slowly teasing her instep with slow, sure strokes. Abby gasped, and began squirming in earnest.I chuckled warmly.
Then the real torment began. Slowly running the rose up the inside of her thighs, I began to follow the path I was tracing with my tongue, adding little nips here and there with my teeth. Abby began moaning, and I noticed as I looked up her body that her nipples had grown into hard little nubs. And there was my next target,
I straddled Abby's body, and began slowly licking my way around her bra. Her DD sized breasts heaved rapidly as her breathing became ragged. I slowly unclasped the front hook and let her breasts burst free from their satin prison. I began running my tongue all over her breasts, making sure to avoid her nipple for the moment. Abby's whimpers grew louder as she attempted to arch her back, ttying to aim her nipple into my mouth.
"Unh-Unh," I chastised her. "You have to hold still. You are mine, all mine tonight. You promised me you would behave. Do I need to punish you again?"
"No, please don't." Abby whimpered. She bit her lip, attempting to stem her pleas for leniency. She had promised to be good tonight, letting me do whatever I wished to her, for as long wanted. First, I had tied her long black hair into a tight braid at the back of her head, then coiled it into a bun. I wanted to make sure that I could easily wrap it around my fist, or pull it from behind.
I slowly ran my teeth over Abby's neck, pausing at the juncture between her neck and shoulder, sinking my teeth into her flesh, and began sucking gently. I wanted to leave my mark of possession on her. I'm not a jealous man by nature, but I did enjoy the thought of going out in public with Abby covered in my marks, showing her off to all the men who looked at her.
Abby's nipples were hard little nubs pressed hard into my chest. I cock pressed into her bellybutton, bobbing gently against her soft flesh. I was aching to take her, and take her hard, but I wanted her begging first. That was not going to happen to my satisfaction for quite some time, so I steeled myself for the wait.
Switching to the other side of her neck, I began sucking hard after biting her gently. I ran my tongue over the mark. Suddenly, I could smell a sweet, musky scent coming from Abby's pussy. Her mouth opened into an O, panting hard. This was not an opportunity I could easily pass up.
I began my teasing, I pulled a white peacock feather from the bedside table drawer. I began by slowly running it over the bottoms of Abby's feet, drawing it up the inside of her legs, until he reached her pussy, the sweet scent from earlier stronger now. I quickly ran my tongue over her slit through the holes in her panties. Abby's hips arched hard off the bed, straining hard against her bonds. But I stopped with just that one lick, wanting to draw the pleasure out.
Continuing up her body with the feather,I slowly swirled the tip around her belly button, gently dipping my tongue inside. Abby's haggard breathing told me just how much she was enjoying my attentions. I then drew it slowly over the undersides of her breasts, and up over the tops. When I was satisfied that Abby's nipples were as hard as they could get, I ran my teeth over them, and slowly sucked them into my mouth. I began flicking them with my tongue, eliciting more gasps and moans from Abby, who I could tell was about to reach her first orgasm.
That simply would not do. I pulled myself off of Abby completely, leaving her frustrated, but still extremely ready for me to take her. I smiled to myself, knowing that I would not allow her a release for quite awhile yet. I walked into the bathroom, finding Abby's favorite massage oil in the cupboard. It was a warm, sensual scent, Jasmine Vanilla. I knew that it would warm Abby's skin, and turn her on even more. It never failed to arouse her even if she wasn't in the mood to begin with. With her already begging for release, it would drive her over the edge.
When I returned to the bedroom, Abby was struggling with her bonds, attempting to free herself. I could not let this naughtiness pass by unpunished. Abby stilled when she felt me standing over her. A shudder ran through her, a small moan escaping her throat. She knew she was in trouble now. I unbound her feet, turning her over onto her stomach. Before retying her feet, I drew her panties off slowly, tossing them across the room. I then removed the blindfold, so she could look over her shoulder to watch me.
I gently ran my tongue over her bare ass, slowly and sweetly, making Abby's pussy gush harder. I then slowly ran my hands from her ankles to her waist after warming some of the massage oil on my hands. I slowly smoothed it over her back, reaching around the sides to caress her breasts. Satisfied that I had covered every inch of her backside, I untied her feet, and flipped her back over. Now however, I left them unbound. Starting again with the tops of her feet, I smoothed oil up her legs, but bypassed her pussy for the time being. After caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples, I slowly slid my hands back down to her waist.
I gently slid two fingers down either side of Abby's slit, massaging gently. She sighed, and tilted upward toward me again. I was ready to end her torment, however. I gently parted her pussy lips over her clit, and blew gently. She was already extremely wet, but I slid an oil covered finger around and around the edge of her clit, without actually touching it. Exposing her to my gaze, I simply stared for a moment. She was so tasty, it almost hurt. I leaned down and ran the tip of my tongue up and down her outer folds. Slowly, I sucked her clit into my mouth, tonguing it with small flicks. I slowly slid my finger into her pussy, all tight and wet.
I was rock hard, my cock pressed into her oil slick thigh.
"Tell me what you want me to do." I told Abby.
"Please, please, please take me hard!" Abby begged.
"Just remember, you asked for it!"
I drew myself up, and slammed my huge thick cock deep inside of her in one long stroke. Abby tightened immediately, her inner muscles squeezing me hard. Drawing myself slowly out of her, I quickly slammed myself back inside, hard against her cervix. Abby shuddered, and orgasmed hard, her tiny muscles feeling like a thousand tiny hands caressing my thick cock, urging me to take her harder.
"Oh God, oh God", was all Abby could manage to scream as I took her harder and harder, each hard thrust slamming me into her cervix. The tiny bit of pain she felt each time, bumped her pleasure up to new heights, causing her to orgasm again. The ripples grasping my cock drove me over the edge, until I felt my cock spasm, and thick hot jets of cum squirted inside of her. Abby shuddered, and came one last time.
"You know, it is your turn next time!" Abby told me.
I just smiled....
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A nice warm shower
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Posted:May 5, 2008 3:32 am
Last Updated:May 9, 2008 5:24 pm
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Our time on the sand, near the surf was cut short by the approaching clouds. Far away, they seemed no immediate threat but came upon us seemingly to move quicker than expected. We hastily grabbed all we brought as the heavy drops began all around. The drips and splats were spaced apart at first. That is how those late afternoon summer showers typically start. But they always grew quickly into a good but usually short rainstorm.
We sprinted back to the condominium, laughing, with sandy towels around our necks and other accessories upon our shoulders. The surprisingly chilling drops descended, leaving us cold but still sandy when we reached the front door. After dropping the gear we raced back to the shower and began casting off t-shirts and swim suits.
This unit had an amazing shower. It was easily the best feature of this condo. Not many showers can you define as roomy but this one was a candidate. It had two powerful shower heads on each side and a glass wall that kept the deluge it could deliver from flooding the rest of bathroom.
Finally nude, we both jumped in and began to rotate slowly letting the jets wash away all the sand, sunscreen, haste and adrenaline. Instinctively, we both applied the soap to our hands and began to wash in a solo fashion, out of habit. Then, my eyes met yours and I moved forward to embrace you and wash your back. I rubbed my slick hands across your back all the while pulling you closer and tighter. Pressing your chest to mine and your head closer to my neck. I was glad to feel you return my embrace and we rocked slowly there until our minds relaxed and our thoughts began to wander.
By now, the shower has warmed all the air and took the last memory of shivers away for good.
I love it when your arms reach around my neck and you initiate a deep, passionate kiss as you did then. While in this kiss, I slid slightly to one side letting my right hand travel down to caress you ass. Rubbing the soap all around and then gently invading the crevice. My left hand has cupped your breast and my mouth leaves yours as I move down take your nipple. My grip on your tanned cheek and contrasting pale breast become stronger as I now can't have this taken away from me. I begin sucking in earnest on your beautiful but now swollen nipple. I oscillate between gentle and forceful but keep you guessing as to the pattern. I love swirling my tongue around as I do now mostly because of the whimpers it pulls out of you. My mind, my libido demands even more. Taking your wrist, I playfully pin your your arms out against the wall and press your back against the tile working now from nipple to nipple. First one, then the other. You tug on your wrists a little but my grip is intense. In my minds eye, I see you looking down watching me enjoy your body unable to do anything about it. Your arousal is too increasing.
The jets from the shower ricochet streams off the walls and off our bodies. The heat sprays everywhere.
I let your arms go but you don't push me away. You hold me close to your beautiful, full bosom, running your fingers through my hair as if silently saying "enjoy!" My hand heads south to to stroke your mound and then find its way to places you let me touch. I hear you gasp as my slick finger finds your most personal treasure. Now your eyes really close as you feel me start to explore.
The roar of the surging shower dies away from our ears but the pressure from the jets dance a different dance upon our skin with every movement we make.
I turn my adorations to your pleasure and with a hand still stroking your lower lips, I put my arm around you and guide you away from the tile and lead you to the glass wall. Your arms stretch up to grab the top as I continue to tease and stroke you. As you are starting to doubt the strength in your legs, you arch your back to lean forward against the glass. Your forehead touches and you rotate your head away from one of the streams. Your breasts press against the warm glass but you leave me the rest of you to play with. I spread your legs so you can be fully available to my ministrations. I continue to fondle and stroke. Slipping around and in. Sliding one finger and then two...tracing all around the sensitive clitoris. Teasing her when she wants it.
Through a spot not yet fogged by the steam, I catch a magnificent glimpse of your inner vixen in the mirror across the room. Your closed eyes show me your concentrating on the sensations. Your head is nodding as if controlled by my busy hands. Your breast appear maximized as they are pressed flat against the glass. Your mouth is formed into a seemingly permanent 'O' maximizing the breath that is fueling this new fire. I continue my forceful, rhythmic caress of your flowering pussy now with both hands; fondling, spreading, massaging and often probing in and out and over again. Once, I glimpse you bite your lip to keep from crying out.
As you approach an even higher level of arousal, I reach my limit on how long I can stand aside, just toying or torturing and with only my hands and mouth. I pull you away only to throw you back against the wall. My erection is obvious. It was made complete by your reflection of pure lust moments ago. I stand to face you and interject it, daringly, between your thighs. I want to take you. I make a commanding eye contact as if to inform "I'm doing this." I let you slowly slide down the soapy, slick, overheated tile waiting for the trigger; your now tender lips begin to envelop my tip. I thrust myself up into you. The first thrust takes us both by surprise and we gasp together. I hold it deep inside there like I never want it to leave. Recovering first, I force a second and then take a third heavy stroke. I am repeatedly pinning you against the wall. Now faster, I establish a rhythm. We kiss when a break in our breathing allows us. Our breath quickens as I continue to pound all while your legs are wrapped around me. Your arms are around my neck again and my palms against the wall to stabilize our singular structure. Your breast dance with the motion, but delayed.
Our now constant moans increase until words are formed. Simple words at first like 'oh', 'yes' and 'there'. They are repeated, louder and louder in no certain order. As our pattern of motion continues, they build up to pairs of short phrases. "Right...there" and "don't...stop" echo around through the dense air. Our tempo increases now with forceful abandon. Approaching a glorious conclusion, these simple words extend into all out dominating, sexual commands. Even our own ears are astonished when we here our echoes of "Fuck me harder!"..."Take this!"..."Make me cum!"
Finally, "oh my God!"
Spent, we both collapse and lay on the shower floor within each others arms and let the warm water cascade over us for a little more
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Sara what a crazy gal
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Posted:May 5, 2008 3:21 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 9:46 am
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I lay back thinking about what I was going to do to my cock, when I got home. I had been horny all day and after seeing Sara in that sundress. I knew who I would be thinking about when I finally got to oil up my shaft.
Sara came walking out the patio door. She was wearing an extremely tiny string bikini. The flowered colored outfit, barely clung to her young tight body she sat down lawn chair beside me, her hair was down now and laying on her shoulders. She had such beautiful blue eyes and a friendly smile.
She leaned forward and asked me, "This is gonna sound crazy, but I need to know. Do I have the reputation?"
I laughed, "No, no you don't Sara. What would ever give you that idea? I've heard nothing of the sort."
She giggled and tossed her hair back looking up at the sky. "Well I know my friend Autumn has a reputation. So I was always worried that I would."
She then went on and said that "all I ever think about all day is getting fucked". I have spent this whole summer, lying on my back in my bed, playing with my pussy. I can't tell you how many times I've cum. She ran her fingers through her hair, her small firm tits heaved under the clinging bikini top. She brushed them with her hands when she brought them back down. I could see her nipples poking through the sheer top. "What about you?" she asked. "Are you a sex maniac like me?"
"Yes. Yes I am," I stuttered not believing what was happening. "As a matter of fact I was going to do something of that sort this afternoon myself."
She giggled again. "Its fun isn't it," she said. "I think I even like masturbation better than real sex itself. I can never find a guy that can make me cum they always seem to blow their loads too quickly."
"My hand was resting in my lap, covering my now full hard erection.
"You know Autumn says that I should try banging an older guy. She's been doing it for weeks, and says she just can't stop. Know where I can find an older guy to fuck me?" She asked
My heart was racing as a blurted out that I would love to be the man to teach her how cum with someone else.
"Oh my God, I was so hoping you would say that. I have wanted to fuck you for so long. I just didn't know how to ask."
"Well that bikini sure helps get the message across," I said.
"Do you like it? I just got yesterday. My mom would kill me if she knew I was wearing something like this." She stood up and modeled it for me. As she twirled around very slowly, I gazed at her completely naked butt cheeks. Exposed, for all to see in the tight thong bottom she was wearing.
"Shall we go inside? She asked.
I stood up with the erection in my shorts, very prominent now, her gaze drifted to it and I heard her draw a deep breath in.
I followed her inside, watching her little ass cheeks jiggle as she walked slowly in front me. She swayed her hips with each step. Now, I could tell she was a slut. She knew exactly how to seduce a man. I followed her up the stairs, getting more and hornier with each step. I couldn't wait to peel off that micro bikini.
She closed the door of her bedroom and led me to the side of her bed. Taking the lead, she wrapped her arms around me. Mine soon followed. We looked into each other's eyes. I leaned forward and started to give her the most passionate kiss I had ever given anybody in my life. I wanted to teach her, what it was like to be fucked properly. My tongue swirled around hers as my hands ran through her beautiful blonde hair. We were both already breathing heavily. I pulled her close to me and grabbed both her ass cheeks firmly in my hands. She moaned softly, as we continued kissing. I could feel my straining cock pressing up against her tummy. I felt her grind against it.
She broke the kiss lifting off my shirt and pulled it over my head. She kissed me again. As we fell onto the bed my hands instinctively cupped one of her breasts. Again, she moaned, tilting her head back. I could tell she was one horny little kitten. My hand drifted higher and began to keel down the top of her bikini, her right breast popped out. Its hard little nipple finally exposed to the air. I broke the kiss, and let my tongue trail down her neck. I couldn't wait to suck that tit. I started kissing around her nipple, as she pulled her other tit out and began to squeeze them together. I began to feast on the little valley of cleavage that had developed. She started moaning louder now out as my hot breath grew closer to her hard pointy nipple. She let out a gasp as my lips wrapped around one of them.
"Oh my god, you are so good at this!" She screamed.
I had the confidence now, and moved lower my tongue trailing down her tight little tummy. I Stopped at the bellybutton letting it probe and swirl around it. I moved lower and lower skipping all the way down to her knees. I started to kiss her lower thighs and her legs parted instinctively. I looked up at her bikini clad pussy. My hands reached up for the strings at the sides. As my tongue move further upper her thigh I peeled away her bikini bottoms. She let on another soft little moan and giggled a little embarrassed as she was showing me her pussy. It looked so small and tight, completely shaven. My tongue was very worked up now and had started swirling around her wetness. Already I could tell she was totally soaked she felt my hot breath on her clit. I began to tease her, my slippery tongue sliding around her lips. I was gently brushing the sides of her budding clit when I spread her lips wide so could have full access to it. I began to flick my crafty tongue back and forth across the tip of her clit. Her back arched as she took a deep breath and let out a scream of pleasure.
"This feels so good!" She moaned.
My hands reached around and held her ass cheeks firmly as my tongue continued to lick. I could tell she was getting close, her moaning and gasps were very short now. I wrapped my full lips now around her clit sucking it into my mouth where my darting tongue began to flick more ferociously. Then she started cumming loud, and hard. She lifted her hips right off the bed and was grinding them into my face as she was screening and pleasure.
It felt like her orgasm had lasted forever. She was looking down at me, cupping her tits and pinching her nipples.
"No one has ever done that to me before," she said, "I loved it." I withdrew my lips from her pussy and hovered over the top of her. I kissed her cheeks and neck as she was still twitching from her orgasm.
"Now it's your turn," she said, "Let's get those shorts off." I kneeled in front of her as she peeled my shorts down. My long thick, hard cock popped out right in front of her face.
"Oh my God! That's the biggest cock I've ever seen," she said.
She was staring at it as it twitched and throbbed right in front of her face she reached up and gently grabbed the shaft in her hand. Slowly, she started stroking it, moving her mouth closer and closer to its mushroom head. She licked her lips before she wrapped them around it. I couldn't help but moan, as she sucked on the big head. I rolled over on my back kicking my shorts to the floor. She hovered over me again and started sucking more of the shaft into her mouth. I couldn't believe how much she was taking. She was very good at this. I knew for certain and that she was a little slut, her hands cuffed and caressed my balls like an expert.
"Well you are very good at this Sara. This feels so good" She continued sucking me with new confidence.
"Do you know what I wanna do? I want to fuck those perfect tits of yours," I said.
She had an embarrassed laugh and leaned forward, placing my rock-hard shaft, between her little titties. Squeezing them around it, I gently started to pump my shaft in between them. She kept looking down at my cock, trying to catch the type tip of its head with her tongue. When it popped free from between the head of my cock was covered in pre-cum.
"What are your favorite position sara?"
"I wanna ride you baby," she purred.
She stood up over me and very slowly started to lower her pussy to word my cock she held the shaft and guided it to her entrance. I could feel her pussy lips wrapped tightly around my head as she started to lower deeper onto it. She started screaming with pleasure the moment it entered her.
"Holy fuck, your huge!" she sat right down on top of it.
"Don't worry I'll be gentle. This is the tightest pussy I've ever fucked."
She soon got used to it and began slowly lifting her hips up and down. She was moaning with pleasure every time she would slam back down on top of me. I started to meet her thrusts with some of my own. She was getting closer and closer a she started moaning louder. I told her to play with her clit. As soon as she did, she started cumming. It was all I could do to hold my own orgasm back as she bounced happily up and down on top of me. She continued grinding her pussy onto my cock with her tits dangling in my face. I did not want to shoot my load yet so I told her roll over onto her back. She did spreading her legs. I teased her a little bit now, rubbing the big mushroom head of my cock, up-and-down her wet and slippery clit. I parted her pussy lips just a little did and I asked her if she was ready. Then I slid my cock, nice and deep inside. I held it tight inside her, kissing her again. I began to pump slowly; her little titties began to bounce with each thrust. She looked up into my eyes, gasping with lust I could tell she was proud of her self for taking such a big cock she began to rub her click again, her legs were spread wide. So I could hold them apart. I looked down watching the full length of my big shaft dairy inside her tight wet little pussy, her finger was circling faster now. And she took a deep breath.
I'm coming again, she yelled.
I started pounding into her now. Burying my cock, all the way to my balls. She wrapped her legs tightly around me and started on yet another orgasm. I realized then, why she was such a little slut. When done right, she could come and come and come.
"Let's try doggy style sweetie," I suggested. "I think you'll like this position."
I could tell my little slut had done it before. She knew exactly what position to assume. Her tiny round little ass was stuck straight up in the air. I edged closer to her letting my cock, brush the back of her thighs, then slipping between them, resting against her soaking wet love nest. My cock was so hard. It was throbbing, bouncing up and down against her clit. I squeezed her firm round ass cheeks. I couldn't wait to be back inside her I teased myself a bit by slapping my thick hard meet against her cheeks. Letting it nestle in her ass crack she spread her legs wider and dropped off her elbows, so her butt was high in the air. I could tell she was ready. Spreading her lips. I slowly eased my pulsing manhood, into her tight pussy.
She screamed and moaned the loudest she had done all day as I entered her, pushing deep on the very first thrust. I held my cock deep inside her with my balls mashed up against her. She was so wet, and so tight. Reaching around. I cupped her dangling, little tits holding her hard petite nipples between my fingers. I pinched them, as I started to fuck her. They were hard as rocks delicate to the touch. By her squeals of pleasure I could tell she liked me playing with them. I continued pumping slowly, knowing she had gotten used to this nice and deep penetration.
I nicely asked if I could go faster, she tilted her head back and said two words.
"Fuck me!"
I needed no more encouragement and bucked my hips harder against her, slowly growing in tempo until I had a nice fast pace going. She was moaning loudly, her ass cheeks jiggled and bounced as our bodies slapped together. She was again close and started to play with her clit again. Her little pussy was ready to come and I reached forward grabbing her hair giving it a little gentle tug. Her back arched as she looked upward and screamed out that she was going to come again. Her hips were again meeting my thrusts. I didn't know who was having more fun, when yet another orgasm came over her, this one lasted forever, her pussy lips were now so tightly wrapped on my cock. I felt I had to slow down.
I leaned forward, pushing her down more. She fell off her knees with her ass still up in the air. She was now lying flat on her tummy. My thick cock was buried inside her with my stomach pressed up against the soft pillows of her ass cheeks. I started to really fuck her hard, pressing her into the bed; her hand was back on its usual spot, circling her clit at an unbelievable speed. My little cutie was going to come again and this time I wasn't going to be able to hold back. I withdrew my cock to its very tip and plowed back in as she started coming. Pumping away really fast and hard now I could feel my orgasm start to build as her ass was slapping against me.
"I'm going to come too!" I yelled.
"Oh yes, yes, yes spray it all over me!" she screamed and rolled over still rubbing her clit. I literally stood on her bed over top of her as my pulsing cock begged to be drained.
She looked up at me and licked her lips. I couldn't believe it and this set me off the edge I started into in the most intense orgasm I've ever had in my life. A weeks worth of cum started spraying out. The first shot landed right on her chin glancing off her tongue. The next I aimed at her little titties. I pulsed and sprayed for what seemed forever so much, hot, warm and splattering cum. I completely showered her tits and tummy with my white jizz.
I collapsed beside her in a heap of sighs and gasps. We were both exhausted after the best fuck of our lives.
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Hi all
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Posted:Apr 29, 2008 6:04 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 9:46 am
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Sorry about the lack of stories recently. The hiatus in creative juices has been caused in part by a dry patch , lack of females ......... between work and social life, there has been no fun or play........
If anyone can help in anyway please feel free to contact me via email or leaving a message on my blog
cheers hopefully resumption of stories can continue soon
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Having fun with an older woman
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Posted:Mar 3, 2008 3:53 pm
Last Updated:May 21, 2008 3:39 pm
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Deanna's desk faced the door, so she looked up and beamed one of those great smiles when she saw me in the doorway. "I didn't know anyone else was here tonight. Morgan said these contract revisions had to be in the lawyer's hands at 8 o'clock tomorrow, so that means I get to spend lots of time in the word processor," she said. "Yeah, I've got tons of work to get caught up on too if I want to be able to get out of town this weekend," I answered. She nodded and added, "The only really bad thing about this kind of work is how cramped my shoulders get after so many hours crouched over a keyboard. I just feel knotted up and sore."
There was no way I was going to resist an opening line that, not after the months I'd spent watching her and fantasizing about her. But I knew I had to be careful, because she was married, and her oldest worked for the company also, in a different department. If I misinterpreted her meanings or got indiscreet, it could end up biting me in the ass, as well as cost me my career. "What you really need," I started, being very cautious with my words, "is to get home, have a nice glass of wine, and have your husband massage out those knotted muscles."
She laughed and said, "Fred wouldn't touch me to save his own life. He hasn't touched me in more than 3 years except to hand me the TV remote."
"That doesn't sound like much of a marriage."
"You're right about that. It isn't much of a marriage anymore. We don't have sex -- ever. He even sleeps in a separate bedroom, and I haven't even seen him naked in forever."
I swallowed hard and took a deep breath to ready myself to step out on the proverbial limb, "Well, if you ever need a shoulder rub or anything, all you have to do is ask me."
"Seriously? Do you mean it?"
"Absolutely -- anytime at all."
"Well then, I'm asking you to rub my shoulders. Right now."
Deanna slid her chair back from her desk a bit and spun it to her left. She turned her head to watch me as I stepped behind her chair. She was biting her lower lip slightly, and gripping the armrests of her chair. She faced away from me as I let my fingertips rest on her upper arms, and I could see her face reflected in the glass of the painting on the wall in front of her, eyes closed and breathing through parted lips.
I let my fingers move up her shoulders to her lower neck. She really was knotted and tense, so I used my fingertips to caress and massage the muscles in her shoulders. As I did this, I allowed myself to peer over her shoulder at the splendor of Deanna's cleavage, full and tanned and sexy. Her dress had wide shoulder straps, but had a very generous neckline that made my head swim and my cock swell.
I massaged Deanna for several minutes, working on her upper arms, shoulders and neck. "How is it so far? Is it what you needed, or do I need to change what I'm doing?," I asked cautiously. Deanna didn't bother to answer, she just reached up to her right shoulder and slid the strap off and pulled her arm through. That little act revealed the lacy baby blue shoulder strap of her brassiere. I traced the outline of the strap with my fingers across her back and shoulder, then let my fingers slide down the swell of her breasts until I reached the top of one very large bra cup.
I could see Deanna's face, reflected in a mirror she kept on the wall. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted slightly, her breathing shallow and ragged. When I brought my lips to her neck and kissed the tanned flesh she gasped and her nipples poked through the front of her dress. My tongue traced a line from her earlobe, down her neck and across her sweaty shoulder. My left hand tugged her chin around to my face so that I could press my lips against her full mouth while I slid my right hand down and under her dress and into her bra cup. Our tongues met and danced as I groped Deanna's heavy boobs with both hands, feeling her nipples digging into my sweaty palms.
She pulled back and winked at me, then nodded towards the door. I quickly scooted over, then closed and locked the door. When I turned back to Deanna, I saw that she was staring at me and smiling, while pulling the dress shoulder strap off of her left arm before tugging down the front of her dress. I knelt at her feet and watched her face peering at me from between her brassiere cups as I slipped my hands behind her curvy legs, sliding my hands from her ankles to her knees, caressing her calves and reveling in their warmth.
Deanna leaned back in her chair and spread her thighs slightly, forcing my eyes and my hands to explore up and under her skirt. "Touch me," she begged. I answered by sliding her skirt higher, until my eyes were treated to a peek at her silky panties. There was a hint of moisture there, a wet vertical line that told me how much Deanna was enjoying my hands on her body, and how much more she wanted to experience with me. I was definitely not going to disappoint her.
I leaned down to kiss her knee, watching her face for a reaction. "Please don't stop. Please...." My tongue extended, its tip brushed her knee, then traveled up one very sexy thigh to the steamy V of Deanna's crotch. With my hands on her hips, I urged her forward. She slid her bottom toward the edge of her chair and spread her thighs even further. I brought my face to her crotch and kissed her pussy through her panties. The heat was undeniable as well as intense. My tongue traced the outline of her pussy through the silky material before sliding up and down the length of her moist slit. Deanna's moans and whimpers were matched only by the way her ass bounced off the seat cushion. Her breathing was heavy and labored, but her eyes were now wide open and staring at me over her heavy boobs.
I slipped two fingers under the elastic at her crotch and pulled the material sideways, exposing her blonde pubic bush and hot pink lips. I dove in eagerly, wrapping my lips around her swollen clit and sliding two fingers deep into her pussy. The vaginal muscles clamped tightly around my fingers, and it didn't take Deanna long to experience the first orgasm of that hot night. She was thrashing in ecstasy and the muscles in her thighs rippled as she came in several tremendous spasms. Her sticky juices covered my face and sweat trickled down her face and neck.
My hands grabbed Deanna's panties at the hips, and she raised her ass off the chair so that I could slide her panties down her legs and helped her step out of them. I pulled her thighs over my shoulders so that I could return to feasting on her neglected pussy. Deanna's hands went to the back of my head, mashing her crotch against my face and forcing me to pleasure her pussy, which I gladly did with gusto. My hands slid under her asscheeks, squeezing her firm globes in my greedy fingers while my tongue lapped at her pussy.
"Oh, my God! This is so good, but I need to be fucked!," Deanna grunted through clenched teeth while she continued to hump against my face. My cock throbbed painfully in my pants, and I fully intended to give Deanna what she was begging for, but not just yet. She moaned even louder as I concentrated on fucking her pussy with my tongue and lips until she exploded with an orgasm that made her entire body quiver and shake.
I stood up and pulled Deanna to her feet, reaching around to lower the zipper at the back of her dress. She slid her dress off, then turned her back to me so that I could unclasp her bra. Deanna wagged her ass against my throbbing crotch as I slipped my hands under her heavy tits. I unzipped my pants quickly and dropped them to my ankles while I bent her over her desk, spilling the critical contracts onto the carpeted floor.
Deanna reached between her legs and guided my cock toward her sopping wet pussy, allowing me to plunge in balls deep, one hand on her hip and the other groping her tits. We grunted and groaned as we fucked, our sweaty bodies slapping together with each thrust, making the desk and all of its contents shake.
We humped each other's brains out for several glorious minutes, our sweaty bodies smacking together with each mighty thrust. I felt her pussy clenching around my cock just before she screamed and let another orgasm wash over her, rippling her fleshy ass against me. Her orgasm triggered mine, and I gripped both of Deanna's hips like a madman as I felt my hot seed spurt deep into her.
I lay on Deanna's back, unable to catch my breath for several minutes, our bodies glued together with sweat and cum. I kissed her neck and shoulders while we savored the feelings. "So what ... do we do ... from now on?," I asked between breaths.
"We're adults, we don't have to change the way we act during the day."
"And after work?"
"I'm planning to get laid by you as often as we can."
I smiled when I heard that. "Want to go get a drink somewhere? I know a cozy little place nearby. It's close to my apartment, and nobody would pay us any attention. Then after, we can go back to my apartment for another round."
This was the beginning of a wonderful relationship with many more adventures and pleasures. No, she wasn't going to get a divorce, but that wasn't going to stop her from having fun! She might be someone else's wife, but she's my sexy, voluptuous, mature lover...
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Need some ideas
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Posted:Feb 23, 2008 3:35 pm
Last Updated:Feb 27, 2008 1:48 am
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Desperate for some help and imagination
Anyone
Cheers
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Fucking a bussinesswoman from the states
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Posted:Feb 3, 2008 3:06 am
Last Updated:Feb 3, 2008 12:57 pm
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She is there. She is at the end of the bar. She is sitting, she is sitting and she is drinking. She looks uncomfortable here. She isn’t used to places like this. She is used to higher culture, she is used to having more things to do at night than sit in a dive and wait for morning to come. Wait for her plane to arrive in the morning and take her from this place. She is old, late forties by my guess. But time and fate have been kind to her. She is rail thin. One of those people who don’t get paunchy in their old age, but who become slim and graceful. She has fire red hair, short and bobbed. She is still in her business suit. A blue jacket, skirt that comes to just below the knee. It looks expensive. She is from a place where fancy suits are a requirement, where every one judges everyone else by their labels.
She looks around desperately for some glimmer of familiarity, for some person or thing that she can play off of. She wants to feel good about herself, she wants to feel the familiarity that she hasn’t felt since her plane landed.
I am sitting. She is the only interesting thing in the bar. She wears little jewellery. Just her wedding band. It has been so long since she has been married that she no longer wears the engagement ring. Probably it is too small by today’s standards, given to her in a different time, back when she was a different person, and status wasn’t as important, or as affordable. She is sitting and she is drinking. She is watching the people in the bar. The bartender wiping down glasses with an off- white rag, the waitress who walks her rounds clearly in need of a cigarette. She is watching and she is looking. She see me. She sees me watching her. She is wondering about me, I can tell. She is wondering why a man is here, late at night.
With courage, she stands up. She is coming over to me she straightens her dress with her hands, picks up her drink, and she is walking. On her feet she is more graceful than when she is sitting down. She comes over to me. We talk, talk for a while, several rounds of drinks pass. her hand is wet from the cool glass. She talks about her business trip, she talks about not knowing anyone in melbourne, she talks about art and science and literature and love. I listen intently. She is vulnerable, she is beautiful, she is graceful.
She asks, “Can I kiss you?” I notice as she coyly tries to hide her left hand from view, tries to hide her wedding band. I lean in. I can smell the gin on her breath. Our lips meet. Her lips are dry from the summer heat. They are covered in red lipstick. I can feel the greasy nature of the lipstick against my lips, against my tongue. She hesitantly puts her hand on my shoulder as our tongues meet. She is desperate, she is lonely, she is flattered. I am sitting and I am kissing her. We kiss only for a short time. She doesn’t want anyone to see, she doesn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea. She doesn’t want anyone to see her kissing a man years her junior and believe that she is desperate, that she is perverted.
But that is what she is. She can’t deny herself to herself. She realizes this. She realizes what she wants, what she needs. She needs the excitement of the taboo, she needs the excitement that she once had in her youth, but left behind so many years ago for the materialistic dreams of Armani and Mercedes. She looks at me with puppy eyes. She seems a bit embarrassed, but happy. I want her to be happy. I want her to experience the happiness that she once had, the passion that she once had. I want to make her feel like a woman again, she deserves it.
We leave the bar together. There are the obligatory ‘nice to meet you’ and ‘have a good trip tomorrows’ then we part. I know that this is not the end. I know that she will not be able to control herself in the end. I return to my room. I am sitting and I am writing. I am writing about her, I am writing about how she will knock on my door, how she will enter, how she will fall into my arms. Of course she arrives. She didn’t want to, she doesn’t know how it happened. She has made up an excuse for stopping by again, some final words that she had forgotten to say before we parted.
We both know why she has arrived. I let her in and resume my position at the desk. I am sitting and I am writing and I am watching her. She wants me to watch her, she wants me to watch her and write about her and immortalize her in my prose. She wants to be the center of attention, she craves attention, even if just for a little while, even if just from a stranger in a dirty hotel room overseas.
I am writing about her body. I am writing about how her small breasts feel under the imported silk fabric that makes up her jacket. I am writing about the curve of her calf, and how the black stocking changes color around the perfect curve. I am writing about her long, thin fingers. Tipped with perfectly groomed red fingernails. This is what I am writing about. She asks me about my story. She asks me to read it to her, which I do, she asks me how it ends. “I never give the ending away,” I say coyly. She asks me to write about her, she asks me to write about her body and her passions. I am sitting and I am writing and she is sitting on the edge of the bed and she is watching. She is sitting and she is unbuttoning her jacket. It falls to the floor. Her white silk shirt is in plain view. She is unbuttoning her shirt. She is asking me to write about her, she is asking me to write about her removing her shirt. The blouse falls to the floor. All that remains is her bra. It is lacy, it supports her breasts flawlessly. She asks me if I want to see her breasts, if I want to touch them. “Not yet,” I reply. I want to imagine them first, I want to imagine the large, dark, rounded nipples. I want to imagine them becoming stiff when exposed to the cool hotel room air. She stands. She stands and she undoes the zipper on her skirt. It too falls to the floor. She is standing in front of me in her underwear. Her black stockings are held up by a garter. Black panties hide her most intimate secret. She asks me to write about her. She asks me to describe her. I write about her body. I write about her stomach, which protrudes just a little. It is very sexy for a woman of almost fifty. She tells me stories, she tells me of how she looked thirty years ago, of how all the boys wanted her, of how some of them had her. But she is lonely now, she is neglected now, she has become obsessed with things other than her body, and the men she is surrounded by have become passionless and cold. She wants to feel the heat again, the passion again, she wants to feel wanted again, to be admired again.
I am admiring her. I am admiring her and writing about her. I am writing about how she is leaning over me, watching me write about her. I am writing about how she is kissing me, about how her tongue feels in my mouth. It is rough, like a cat’s tongue. Her hand is on my pants, she is feeling my erection through my pants. Her hand is slowly moving up and down over the crotch of my pants. It is ready for her, but I am not ready, I am writing. She is touching me more to get herself aroused that for my benefit. She wants to be the seductress once again. She is kneeling in front of me as I write. She is kneeling and she is slowly unbuttoning my trousers. Her hand goes across the cotton of my boxers. Her head moves downward, her lips press against the cotton. She lightly blows hot air through the fabric. Her hands are on my stomach, up and down my stomach. She fumbles with the waistband. I can feel the cold metal of her wedding band against my stomach. She slowly lowers to fabric to expose the tip of my manhood. She kisses it lightly. I can feel the grease of her lipstick against my skin. It twitches instinctively. She kisses and licks the tip. She looks up into my eyes, she is watching me write about her, write about her actions. Write about her tongue and her fingers and her greasy lips. She is appreciative of the attention. She takes the entire tip in her mouth. Saliva drips down the shaft. It has been many years since she has had a man in her power like this, since she played the seductress. But she remembers, remembers what it feels like to have a man in her mouth. She can feel the throbbing, she can feel the heat. She moves slowly up and down, just teasing. She pulls my pants all the way off. Her hands caress my thighs, up and down, from hip to knee. She caresses my scrotum. He mouth moves down the shaft to join her fingers. I am very stiff now, I want her, I want to stop writing and put it inside her, climax inside her. But I keep writing. She knows that I want her, she wants to be wanted. A large smile is on her face.
She gets up off her knees and lies on her back on the bed. She opens her legs for me. She opens her legs and runs her hands lightly over her panties. I can see that they are wet with excitement. She pulls the cloth to one side to expose her lips. There is a tuft of red hair down there. Her scent begins to fill the room. She holds her panties to one side and she moves her finger up and down the slit, slowly, carefully. She is inviting me. Inviting me to worship her body, not on paper, but in life. I move to the bed. My head is between her legs, my tongue laps against the red hair. I can smell her perfume about me. I can feel her wetness. She pushes her hands against the back of my head and I taste her. She is still warm, she is still soft. She is glad of that description. She is afraid that one day she will not be inviting, she is afraid that one day she will be reduced to a shrivelled husk, wrapped in Italian silk. But that day is not today. She is warm, she is inviting. My tongues brushes her clitoris. It stands at attention. It stands harder than it has in many years. I lick her up and down, slowly, just teasing. I know what she wants. She wants me to be inside of her. She wants me to penetrate her. I move upward across her body, stopping to see the sights like a tourist. I stop at her belly and lick around her navel. There are few strechmarks, she keeps fit, she watches her weight. She wants me to notice, she is desperate to have someone to notice. I move upward, to the peaks of her breasts. I can see the nipples through the fabric. I bite on one, lightly, through the material. She gasps in delight. I lift the underwire above the beast, exposing it. I suckle each breast in turn, taking my time with each, but not lingering too long.
I move further north on the topology of her body, to her neck. I nuzzle against the skin. Her perfume is strongest here. I can taste the bitter flavor of it against the sides of her neck. That doesn’t stop my tongue. It licks its way from ear to ear, slowly, leaving a trail of saliva across her throat, like a scalpel would leave a trail of red blood. I nibble against her left ear as her hands stroke my buttocks. she heaves her pelvis against me, desperate to get me inside her, desperate to feel my warmth inside her. But I don’t give her the angle, don’t give her the opportunity. I tickle the backside of her ear with my tongue for several minutes. Her breathing is hard, labored. She is fully consumed by the passions. she feels my hands stroking across her breasts, she feels my weight against her chest. She feels my body brush up against her open thighs. I want her like this, I want her consumed, I want her to be delirious, so delirious that she doesn’t know what to do next she doesn’t know how to say no. I could do anything with her now.
Her fingers are in my mouth. I worship them as I worshipped her breasts, her navel, her mound. I put them in my mouth. I lick her wedding band, knowing that it is the symbol of adultery, that it is taboo. It makes me stiffer to know this, to know that this shouldn’t be happening like this. That she should not want me like this, allow my to be inside her like this. I manuver myself higher. I gently brush my lips across hers, but only gently. She lifts her head, in the vain hope of gaining a stronger kiss, but I pull away. I lift myself up, higher, I want her to see my body, I want her to see my chest. I want her to want me. Her hands reach down between my legs and grab the shaft. She pulls it towards, her, she aims it towards her. She wants me to thrust into the most intimate place, she wants to feel me where she has felt nothing but her husband for a dozen years. She wants me to go inside of her, to become part of her, to feel the place deep inside of her that makes her a woman, and provides the sweetest pleasure to only the most fortunate of men.
I don’t disappoint her. I push myself forward, against her lips. She hesitates for a moment, but just for a moment. Suddenly unsure if she should take this final step. But prudence gives way to passion and she opens for me. I am inside of her. I am inside of her and I am stroking her. My lips are locked together with hers. Our saliva mixes. Our fluids are mixing. I am pumping in and out of her. Faster and faster. Her hands are on my hips, puling and pushing, forcing me to move faster and faster. she is tight inside, tighter that I had imagined. She is warm inside, she is soft inside, she is wet inside. I can feel her wetness dripping down her thigh. She is moaning in passion. She wants to feel the passion, she wants others to know, she wants everyone to know that she is passion, that she can feel, that she can entice, that she can love. She is screaming, she is screaming loudly, disturbing the other patrons of the desert hotel. She is screaming and calling. Her mouth is open, her eyes are closed. She is imagining being admired, she wants to be admired. She wants me to admire her and to write about her and to make love to her and to write about making love to her. She doesn’t want the passion to die with the end of the physical act. She wants it to live on, to live forever, to be an everlasting symbol of her womanhood.
And then she is climaxing, and I am climaxing. I can feel her muscles clench around me, I can feel her body quake beneath me. She is climaxing and I am climaxing. My fluid enters her in hot, long, shots. It squirts into her deepest places. She acts as if she can almost feel each ejaculation enter her. Perhaps she can feel the warmth, perhaps she can feel the wetness. We lie together for a time afterwards. I lie on top of her, slowly growing soft within her. I can feel her chest heaving, straining for breath. I can feel her sweat dripping, making her body slick and moist. Our lips touch once more, and them I am up. I go to my computer and begin typing. Sit there nude and type. I write about her body, I write about her passion, I watch her, still lying there, legs spread, heaving for breath. I watch as she arises. I watch as she is sitting on the edge of the bed, regaining her senses. She knows that I am writing about her, somehow it is no longer enough. She feels the wetness of my saliva underneath her wedding band. She twists it nervously. She looks sad. She has let passion overcome her. She has done a bad thing. She can’t undo it. It has happened. It was real, it is forever memorialized in prose.
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Happy Birthday Beautiful Honey
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Posted:Jan 16, 2008 12:50 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 9:46 am
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Happy birthday, honey! If I were there today, this is how we would celebrate.
Firstly, I would pick you up at your place to take you to the finest restaurant in town. Wearing a silky black dress that hugs your generous breasts, revealing just a hint of cleavage, you look so glamorous it's as much as I can do to stop myself from taking you into your room to..., but no, there'll be time enough for that later.
We arrive at the restaurant and the maitre'd seats us in a secluded corner of the room where we can see all around us, but no one can observe us. I order for both of us, and you nod approvingly of my choice of oysters on the half shell, broiled lobsters with vegetables and chocolate covered strawberries for dessert. The wine is your favorite, but as the designated driver I only allow myself one glass and leave the rest for you to enjoy.
Our conversation is light but animated, talking about inconsequential things, but you have such an expression of love in your eyes as you look at me, hinting of many sweet things to come, that I'm already aroused before the dessert and coffee is served. I excuse myself to go to the men's room, and when I return, I do not sit in the same seat at your right hand but on the opposite side of the table, so I can look straight at you. As the waiter serves us I feel you place your stockinged foot on my chair between my legs and immediately I am fully aroused again, and I feel sure that you can feel my hardness with your foot. When I look at your face, I see that certain smile that tells me you can indeed feel how excited you have made me.
I reach down and start gently caressing your foot with my left hand while attempting to eat my dessert with the other, and I hear you sigh contentedly as I have the desired effect. Suddenly you wiggle your foot free of my hand and start stroking my hard cock through my pants with it, just so you can confirm what you felt earlier. You see me roll my eyes and give me that smile again before pulling your foot away. As we finish our coffee, you giggle in that cute way I love and I can only smile at you.
After dinner, I have a surprise in store for you as instead of driving you home as you expected I pull up in front of the best hotel in town. The doorman opens the car door for you while I hand the keys to the valet. You look at me with a quizzical expression on your lovely face, but still I don't tell you that before I came to pick you up I had already checked in and in my pocket was the key to one of the penthouse bridal suites. You ask me in a whisper, "Where we are going?"
I don't answer right away but just whisk you into the express elevator. Once we are alone, I tell you, "Just relax, sweetheart, and leave everything to me."
We arrive at the room and as I pull the key from my pocket you begin to understand what is happening, and as the door closes behind us, the aroma of fresh cut flowers fill our nostrils. We are finally alone and we embrace and kiss for the first time since we left your apartment. After we break off the kiss I whisper in your ear, asking you, "Do you trust me?"
You reply, "Of course, hun, of course I do!"
I explain that I want to blindfold you before I switch on the lights. You nod your agreement, so I pull the black scarf from my pocket that I brought for this very purpose. Once I have you blindfolded I lead you into the suite and guide you to the settee.
I open the bottle of champagne already chilled and pour us each a glass, so I can wish you a happy birthday in style. I slip away to the bathroom to start drawing you a warm bath, making sure I add the strawberry flavored bath foam so that you can enjoy a luxurious bubble bath to further relax you. Returning to your side, I take both of your hands in mine and ask you to stand. You smile and comply, and I unzip your silky black dress, slipping it off your shoulders, so that it falls to the carpet in a black pool around your feet.
You look so sexy standing there, clad only in black push-up bra and matching panties, and black nylon stockings held up by a black suspender belt, accentuated by your black patent leather spiked heels. I unfasten your bra and kiss each of your milky white breasts, briefly flicking each nipple with my tongue, causing you to sigh as I sit you down again. I remove your left shoe and gently massage your stockinged foot before running my hands slowly up your leg until I reach the suspender belt. I caress all around your thigh and I see your hips begin an involuntary motion that tells me you want to feel me touching you in a more intimate place.
It is true that I'm tempted to do just that, but I resist the temptation and instead unfasten your stocking, then slowly, tantalizingly, roll it down your leg and off your foot. I rub your foot gently until I hear you moan with pleasure and then I turn my attention to your right leg, repeating the process. Again you moan quietly as I massage both of your feet, even extending my attention to your ankles.
I can sense your excitement, but I'm just getting started. I help you to your feet once again, remove your suspender belt, and then leave you standing there while I check on your bath. I find it to be the perfect depth and temperature, so I turn off the faucets and return quickly to you before you even realize I left. I take you in my arms and we kiss passionately, before I ask you, "Are you ready for the next treat?"
You whisper, "Yes!" so I place my hands on your hips and slowly lower your satin g-string panties to your ankles, so that you can step out of them. Before I resume my standing position I plant a gentle kiss on your lower belly, just above the downy hair that crowns your pussy. You sigh and churn your hips in desire and already I can see the glistening moisture between your labia.
Standing up again, I put my arms around your waist and guide you carefully to the bathtub, helping you to sink into the water. You sigh again as the foam covers your nakedness and I leave you to luxuriate in the warm fragrance while I prepare the bedroom for all of the pleasures I have in store for you. However, before I go in there, I gather up all of your clothes and take them with me, for they will also have a part to play. Once I get into the bedroom I note that the four-poster bed has already been turned down, but I fold the covers with the top sheet all the way down to expose the whole of the bottom sheet. I run my hand over it and approve of the silky feel of the satin sheets.
My next task is to attach a silk scarf, similar to the one that presently blindfolds you, to each of the four bed posts, and then I turn on the bedside radio and tune it to a station that plays all mood music all the time. Finally I strip off all of my clothes except for my shorts, and then I light two aromatic candles before returning to the bathroom. Since I am now barefoot you don't hear me return and I surprise you by fondling your breasts before kissing your lips. I ask you if you are relaxed and you nod. I help you to stand and I sponge you off before guiding you into the shower. I take the hand held nozzle and turn on the faucet, making sure the water is a comfortable temperature before starting to rinse the foam from your glistening skin. I have a little surprise for you, as I point the spray directly on your pussy and you react with a little squeal of pleasure as your excitement mounts.
I have another surprise in store for you as I move the spray away from you and then turn the temperature down until the water is completely cold. Suddenly I redirect the cold water back on your pussy and you scream in surprise as I rinse your entire body. I take pity on you and turn off the spray before reaching for the fluffy towels to pat you dry and then help you put on the terrycloth robe I find hanging behind the door. I guide you into the bedroom, slip the robe from your body and make sure that you are completely dry before helping you to lie down on the silky sheets. You sigh in contentment as I place one of the fluffy pillows under your head. The warm bath and cold shower has invigorated your skin and it positively glows as you relax on the bed. Needless to say, my cock has been hard since we entered the room, and now it aches for release from my shorts.
But it isn't time for that yet. I kneel beside the bed and ask you, "Do you still trust me?"
You reply, "Yes, sweetheart, I trust you completely. Why do you ask?"
"Because I want to tie you up so that you will be entirely under my control. I promise I will not hurt you, and if you want me to stop and release you, just say the word and I will stop without question."
"OK. What's the word?"
"Oh, how about "birthday"?"
"OK, that's good!" you giggle. "But I have a question."
"What is it?" I ask.
"Are you ever going to fuck me?"
This takes me by surprise for it's the first time I ever heard you actually say the word, but it also heightens my excitement and my cock feels like it will soon burst. I reply, rather coyly, but completely dishonestly, "Oh, I'm not sure, I haven't decided yet!" knowing full well that it is my ultimate goal. You giggle again, obviously not believing me at all. I continue, "So, are you ready?" You nod yes, so I start by tying each of your hands to the posts at the head of the bed, and then move to attach your feet to the bottom posts, so that you now lie spread-eagled on the bed, your nude body entirely my plaything and every part of you at my mercy.
I start by picking up your black dress and dragging it back and forth across your breasts, and I'm delighted to see your nipples harden and expand as you feel the silkiness on your skin. "Oh, god," you moan. I drape the garment across your body just underneath your heaving mounds and pick up your nylon stockings. I drag them tantalizingly over your belly, just below where your dress is now lying, then gradually lower and lower until I reach the top of your thighs. Your hips are now moving in an involuntary motion, indicating that your excitement is mounting, and that you need some attention paid to your pussy.
I'm not ready for that yet, although it's true that my throbbing cock would dearly love to plunge into that delicious cleft without further ado to put out the fire that is burning in my shorts. I take one stocking in each hand and holding them over your legs slowly drag them up and down the length of each one, making you buck to try to avoid the tickling feeling. You cannot escape however because your feet are securely tied to the bed posts. "Ohhhh baby!" you moan loudly, "please stop that and fuck me now!"
You haven't spoken the escape word, though, so I continue with my foreplay. I drape the stockings over your belly, and pick up your silky panties. I sniff the crotch and, as I thought, it is soaked with your juices and carries your own aroma. I drag them over your breasts before putting them on your face near to your nose, but I'm careful to place them so that they do not interfere with your breathing.
Now I turn my attention back to your feet and kneel by the side of the bed by your left foot. While holding it gently in both hands I massage it, bringing more sighs from you. Your sighs and moans become louder when I kiss your big toe and then suck on it like it was a blow-pop. I repeat this treatment for each toe and then begin kissing your instep before kissing my way gradually up your leg until I reach your knee. "Ohhhh! Fuuuuuck! That feels so good!" you moan. I smile at you as I stand up, even though you can't see me. I move around to the other side of the bed and repeat the same treatment on your other leg until I reach your right knee.
My cock is aflame by now and I realize we are reaching the point where we need to be released from the extraordinary sexual tension I'm sure we are both feeling. I decide on one more move before claiming my reward. Still wearing my shorts, which now have a large damp spot from the pre-cum leaking from my aching cock, I position my body over yours and lower myself until you can feel my hardness nestling by your pussy. You buck up against it but are powerless to do anything else as your hands are still tied. You whimper and cry out, "Come on, hunni, put it in me!" but all I do is move off you again.
I don't move very far, however, as my next contact with you is when I gently kiss you by your belly button and then leave a trail of kisses all the way down to your fine pubic hair. I kiss all the way around it down to the top of your thighs, dragging the nylon stockings behind them. Your hips are bucking violently now and you are moaning continuously. I decide it's time to bring you off and put an end to the suspense for both of us, so I turn my attention to your pussy, now soaking wet from your juices. I start licking around your labia and then push my tongue just a little way inside. "Ahhh FUCK!!" you yell. "Fuck me with your tongue!" I love it when you talk like that, so I start flicking your clit with my tongue and finally I feel your body tense up and then shake violently as a huge orgasm rips through you. I move forward and hold you tight until the shaking stops and then kiss you gently yet passionately.
Once you recover I climb off you and finally pull off my shorts, allowing my hard cock to finally spring free of its prison. I badly need relief now, so I straddle your body and place the head of my cock on your lower lip. As soon as you recognize what it is you raise your head and hungrily take its length into your mouth sucking furiously on it. I am at such a high fever pitch that after just a few strokes inside your mouth, I feel my cum rushing through my cock and before I can even move it from between your lips, my hot salty load is already inside your mouth. I moan out loud while you swallow every drop of my fluid, even licking your lips after my spasms are over.
I slide down your body and kiss you deeply, tasting my own juices on your tongue. I badly want to look in your eyes now, so I reach behind your head to finally release the blindfold. You smile is brilliant as you are finally able to see the room and then you whisper in a pleading voice, "Please untie my hands so I can hug you!" I want this too, so I roll away from you so I can release your hands. As I release each wrist, I rub them gently to take away the effects of having been bound so long. Before I return to you for my hug, however, I remember the champagne in the other room, so I retrieve the ice bucket and two fresh glasses and pour us each a glass. I help you sit up to make another toast and you smile lovingly at me as we sip the refreshing drinks.
When our glasses are empty I put them on the night stand and then sit on the bed to take you in my arms once again. We hug and kiss and although my cock never got fully soft after I came in your mouth, it starts to harden again. You notice this and take it in your hand for the first time, feeling the texture and softness of the skin, even as it becomes engorged with my hot blood. You start stroking it to full hardness and then whisper in my ear, "I want it in me, OK, hun?"
I nod, but answer, "All in due time, sweetheart!" Before I give you what you crave, I first want to make you cum again, and I have an idea how I want to do that. Still holding you in my arms, I lower you back on the bed. Your feet are still tied, so your legs are still wide apart and I look down at your pussy, glistening with moisture from your copious juices. As you continue gently jacking my cock, I bend towards your slit and start to kiss your belly. Your skin smells so fragrant from your bubble bath and I start to feel my desire for you building. Yours is building too as I see your hips beginning that involuntary motion again. I sense it is time for my next move, so I straighten up and gently take your hand from my cock. I start to kiss it and then suck on each of your fingers, and can taste my own pre-cum on them.
I release your hand and stand up to move the ice bucket further from the bed, but at the same time I pick up a couple of ice cubes and pop them in my mouth. I straddle your body in a sixty-nine position and you take my cock in your hands again, licking the pre-cum from the tip. "Ooohh, tasty!" I hear you say, as I move my mouth closer to your pussy. I kiss your labia with my mouth closed, keeping the ice cubes inside. Suddenly I open my mouth and eject the ice cubes into your cavity and you scream out, "OH, GODDD!!" as the sudden change in temperature brings on another orgasm, rushing through your entire body. "OHHHH, FUUUUCCKK!" you yell and then, "BIRTHDAY! BIRTHDAY!" Finally you have spoken the word that means you want to be untied! I raise up and kiss your belly again before I move from over you and go to the foot of the bed to release your feet. As I untie each one I rub them to restore circulation and then lick across your toes. It must feel ticklish to you because you giggle as you watch me and then you draw up your legs so that your feet are lying flat on the bed, reveling in the cool feeling of the satin sheets. I just sit there watching you recover from your orgasm, my cock standing up proudly, fully erect.
You look at me, smiling and then crook your little finger at me, motioning me to come closer. "I'm still waiting!" you say.
"Waiting for what?" I ask, in mock surprise.
"For you to fuck me, of course!"
Hearing you talk dirty really turns me on, but I decide to prolong the pleasure. "Oh, I didn't know you wanted to fuck," I tease you.
"I've only been begging you all night. Now come here and stick that big dick in me, before I go crazy!"
I laugh, and relent, for the truth is I'm dying to do just what you ask. I move over you and poise the head of my cock between your pussy lips. It's your turn to surprise me now as you thrust your hips upward so that your pussy gobbles up my cock and finally I feel the sweet feeling as I enter you. I pull away a little and then push forward again so that a little more of the shaft goes inside. It feels so good, cool yet hot, and I want to go deeper. I pull back again and then I get my wish as you cross your legs over my back and push me all the way in. We start our rhythmic movements, but I'm not sure who is fucking who, for I feel you moving back and forth in time with me as well as mimicking my circular movements as I plunge into your depths. "Oh, baby!" I cry out as I experience the sweetest feelings I ever remember having in my life. "Oh, baby, that feels so good!"
"To me too!" you murmur, "now come on, fuck my brains out!"
Your language drives me on and I start pounding into you as hard as I can, wanting to feel the rush of orgasm, but also wanting this feeling to last for ever. All too soon I can feel the familiar sensation in my balls that tells me that I'm almost at the point of no return. "Oh, god!" I moan, "I'm gonna cummm!"
You shake harder, encouraging me. "OH, FUCK! FUCK ME HARD! CUM IN ME!" you yell, and hearing this takes me over the top and my cock explodes inside you, jetting its hot load deep inside you. I'm almost senseless, but I'm vaguely aware of your body tensing and holding me as tight as I've ever been held, almost robbing me of all of my breath. "OH, GOD," you wail, "I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!"
I collapse on you, feeling all of the strength draining out of my body, just as my seed is injected into you. I feel you quivering under my body, and then realize you are sobbing. I raise my head and see tears on your cheeks. Thinking that I may have hurt you, I ask, very concerned, "What's wrong, sweetheart?"
You gather yourself and look at me with a wan smile. "N-nothing, hun! I'm fine!" you reply. "It's just that I've never felt anything like this before!"
I'm relieved to hear this, and answer as I hug you, "Oh, baby, neither have I! You were wonderful!"
"Well, you were just awesome!" you say.
We hold each other tightly for a long time, until you say, "I'm getting sleepy, hun. Shall we go to sleep for a while?"
"Yes, I'm sleepy, too," I reply.
"Good night, hunni," you murmur. "Thank you for making this my best birthday ever!"
"Good night, sweetheart. It was my pleasure!"
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Hi Everyone
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Posted:Jan 11, 2008 2:59 pm
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2008 1:08 am
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Hi everyone
Just thought I'd type a shorter blog than usual. No erotic story today, because I've run out of inspiration........... If anyone can help then reply
cheers
ryan
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Masked Balls a Billiard room and threesome does it get any better ???
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Posted:Jan 11, 2008 1:31 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 9:46 am
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You have your eyes closed as I whisks you round the room. My firm but gentle grip guiding you round the dance floor. You have never been to a masked ball before. You have been excited ever since I invited you a month a go. You remember when you met on the internet. You had chatted online for months steadily getting more flirtatious.
You never dreamt that it would be at a masked ball. As I sweep you round the room you can feel my cock hard against your stomach. You can imagine what it would look like and you can feel your wetness build. You feel my hand on your lower back pulling you in closer.
I whisper in your ear. "Shall we go somewhere quieter?" You nod. You leave the dance floor and walk through some grand doors to a long corridor. Towards the end of the corridor you notice a snooker room.
Once in the snooker room, I swing you around, takes you in my arms and kisses you passionately. My lips are warm and soft on yours. My hands firm on your waist. I lifts you up and sit you on the cushion of the table whilst I continued to kiss you. You can feel my cock hard against your inner thigh. You can feel your body giving into mine. You are totally lost in my kisses as my hands run up and down your back. You can feel your pussy getting wetter and hotter and the urge to straddle me and feel my cock inside you is overwhelming.
I hands run up your thighs, pushing your dress up to your waist. I grip your firm arse and pull you to me. It is unbearable; you can feel how hard I am , I move gently against you. My hard cock trapped inside my trousers, you want to release me. I kiss your neck just below your ear and you rest your head on my shoulder. My kisses send shivers down your spine and you open your eyes. In the doorway stands a tall, dark haired, slim and very attractive woman. She stands and watches as I continue kissing you. She watches my hands caressing your body, squeezing your arse cheeks as I thrusts my pelvis towards yours. She catches you staring at her, and you smiled. She smiles back and walks into the room.
You whisper into my ear. "Someone is watching, do you want to watch me?" I looks at you, smile and nods.
I step back and smile at the woman, she walks past me and towards you. Your still perched on the edge of the table with your dress rolled up to your waist showing off your soaking wet ruby red satin thong. She walks up to you and kisses you urgently, her hands all over your body. She squeezes your arse as she bits your lip. Then her hands move to the front of you and she pulls at your thong. You lift yourself up and she whips the thong over your legs as you lift them up and lay back on the table. You feel her mouth on your hot wet pussy and her tongue circling your lips before she starts to lick and suck.
She moves her mouth up to your hard clit and starts to circle it. Her fingers slid into your wet pussy. As her fingers pump inside you her tongue darts over your clit, sometimes she stopped and sucks on it. After a while you open your eyes and looked to your side. You see me standing at the edge of the table watching you. My pants are open and my cock is standing erect whilst I rub it. You think about how cameras are supposed to make you look fatter and taller on screen. But my cock was larger than you thought. It was nice and long as i ran my hand up and down its length. And it was so fat, my hands were not small and yet it made my cock look that way. It was so hard and swollen. You can feel your first orgasm bubbling to the surface and you start to moan. The woman licks and sucks on as you watch me masturbate.
You feel her stop and you look up at her. She's picked up a cue from the table and is smiling at you. You nod and close your eyes. You can feel the cool hard object slide inside you, stretching you. It goes deeper and deeper until you gasp. The woman stops and then starts pumping the pole in and out of you. Your lips being rubbed hard by the long thick stick, you cum again and again. The woman moves the cue in a circular motion inside you and it's hitting every delicate, sensitive surface. You cum and cum, moaning out loud as she pumps it inside you.
The wet cue is slowly withdrawn. You see me standing in front of your face. My hard cock just millimeters away. You feel the woman working her tongue over your clit again. You shut your eyes as her tongues brings you to orgasm again.
I walk round the table to behind the woman. I lift her dress as she continues to lick your pussy and clit. I slide my huge cock inside her. She stops licking you as she feels me pump inside her. She gasps as my cock stretches her pussy. But then she soon starts moaning and licking you again with more passion. I stand behind her. My hands on her hips. Pumping my cock deep inside her. You watch as you lay on the table, watching me fuck her.
I stands back and move her to one side. I pull you towards me and thrust my cock deep inside your wet hot pussy. You can feel it stretch. My massive cock rubbing and stretching you from within. The feeling is overwhelming and you orgasm. The woman has climbed on the table and has straddled you, she's licking and playing with your boobs. They tingle and send shock waves through your body at every touch. Your pussy muscles tightening around me. Pulling me deeper inside you as you let off the loudest scream as you body explodes in orgasm. I pump harder and faster then you feel me explode. My cock pulsating inside you as I emptys every drop of cum inside you.
You lay there for a while. I withdraw. The woman climbs off and straightens her dress. I battle to tuck my huge cock inside my trousers. We smile at the woman. She kisses us both and then walks away, back to the party.
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Helping with and old girlfriends achieve her MMF fantasy in the outback
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Posted:Jan 5, 2008 1:06 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 9:46 am
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Yee Ha! We have time to play. We load some snacks and drinks into the old ute and head out to the desert for some fun in the sun. You are wearing the great pair of grey shorts that are very loose and allow me a flash of red trimmed bush when your legs are parted just right. The day is warm already and you suck down a beer quickly. The vibrations of the wheels on the road have your engine revving already.
Your hand slides up and down my leg. I am getting hard, wanting your hand to slide up and under my shorts. I slide my hand down your shorts and discover your pussy is wet already. I insert my finger inside you then bring it to my lips, enjoying your flavor. You tell me how much you love the bench seat, as it allows you too sit next to me and tease me. You say you have a surprise for me and slide your shorts off and pull your shirt off exposing your hard nipples. This really turns me on as we are just pulling on the freeway and there are other vehicles around. I guess that since the truck sits up high you feel safe or maybe it is just you are so fucking horny.
Either way I love the show you start putting on for me. You put your legs up on the dash and starting playing with your gorgeous pussy. You spread your lips and run a finger around and around until finally you slide a finger then two inside you. When you pull them out they are glistening with you juices. You run you wet fingers up my arm and across my lips. I breathe in deeply enjoying your smell. I suck your fingers into my mouth licking them clean. My shorts soon join yours somewhere on the floorboard.
Your next surprise for me is revealed when you pull your vibrator out and start working on your pussy. You run it around your pussy then upwards to your nipples spreading your wetness on them. They some how seem to stand up even more. The vibrator makes a trip back down. You stop and hold it on your clit. Your moans fill the ute cabin as well as the smell of female sex. You then slide the vibrator down and into your wet pussy. You slide it in and out as your free hand plays with your erect clit.
More and more of it disappear, as your moans get louder. Almost all of it is inside you as you scream your cumming. I have never seen you fuck yourself so fast before. It is so exciting to see, hear and smell. Your body finally stops bucking and you open your eyes breathing deeply saying #1. How long before #2 will arrive, you wonder...
Looking over you see some pre-cum has oozed from the tip of my throbbing cock. You run your finger tip over my purple head and spread the wetness around. You reach down and squeeze my cock wanting more to be released. You are rewarded with another droplet. This one you bring to your lips. You let out a hungry sexual sound as the taste drives you wild.
You look around and see that the highway has cleared out as we are outside of town now. You lean over and start licking on my cock. The bench seat allows you to get comfortable and kneel in the seat while teasing my cock.
You start by sucking on my balls. My free hand finds the vibrator and I start running it around your body lightly teasing your breast and ass cheeks. As you start sucking my cock into your mouth the vibrator finds its way to your dripping hot cunt. You try to pull away but stop and moan deeply as the tip just slips inside you. You start bobbing up and down on my cock and I hold the vibrator just so, so that the vibrator is sliding in your pussy as you come off my cock. As you go down on my cock your pussy pulls off the vibrator.
The cab of the ute is getting hot so I lower the window down. The feeling of the air blowing on your hot steaming pussy drives you wild. You start moving faster and faster on my cock and the vibrator. You feel my balls start contracting and your pussy starts cumming again as the hot jet of cum erupts from my cock. You feel the wonderful wetness of your pussy run down your legs as the vibrator fills your pussy and pushes the wonderful redheaded nectar out.
We pull off at the next exit heading into the desert. You bask in the strong sunshine being warmed by the rays on your skin. You open another beer saying hurry; I want to be fucked now! I speed up as I am extremely excited. We find the turn off and pull up to the gate, which is locked. I ask you to get out and unlock it. You say no I have flashed enough for today. So I get out with my cock bobbing up and down and unlock the gate. My flashing the world as the road is only 50 feet away and you can hear cars drive by once in a while excites you.
I pull the old ute through and you volunteer to close the gate. I am excited to see you walking around nude and carefree. You are so sexy when you are walking around with no inhibitions. You close the gate and jump back in. We head off into the desert to find our place to soak up some sun and have some great sex.
We drive for a while and finally get so worked up that we cannot wait anymore and we pull off the road behind a large group of sage brush. You say we are a little close to the road but I say that we have seen no one else out here and I cannot wait to feel your wet pussy wrapped around by cock. I spread the blanket out on the ground.
We both jump on quickly and start groping and kissing madly. I bend you over and slide my rock hard cock in your wet hole. You are so wet there is no resistance as I slide in until my balls bounce against your erect clit. I grab your thighs and fuck you hard and fast. The wetness from your pussy soaks my balls. The noise of our wild fucking turns me on so very much.
My cock swells feeling your pussy clamping down on me. I am starting to get close to erupting, so I pull out and lay down. I pull you over and have you sit on my face so that I can enjoy your taste while you clean my cock of your own juices.
You sit on my face letting me lick and tongue your swollen red lips and hot juicy cunt. You lean forward and start nipping at my dick with your lips. You tease me by just taking the head in and licking/sucking it. You find that the mixture of your hot juice and my pre-cum make a tasty covering. You find that you have to take more of my cock in too keep tasting your flavor on its length.
Mean while my tongue is working your pussy into frenzy. It is as if your hips have a mind of their own as they fuck my face harder and harder. You feel the vibrator in my hand just touch your lips. The thought of having both your cunt and mouth filled drives you wilder. You think back to the sex show you provided to the bus load of people and you start rocking back on to the vibrator wanting to have your pussy filled with a hard cock but also not wanting to pull the throbbing member from your mouth. The orgasm is upon you before you realize. Your moans echo from the canyon walls as your pussy cums, juicing all over the vibrator, my hand and down your thighs.
After a while we both sit up and start replenishing ourselves with the snacks and drinks we brought with us. It is so nice too watch you while you are eating, sitting outside, with the mountains as a backdrop. You finish your beer and lay your head down in my lap. We both drift off for a while thinking of what we will do next.
We start kissing and snuggling. I can taste my cum on parts of your face. Your hands wander all over my body, finally finding my cock. The weather is warm and my balls are hanging very low as you play with them. You push me back down as you say there is one more surprise. You start licking the length of my cock, trying to coax it to full length. I say it is too soon yet for that, but you just give me an evil smile and reach into your bag and pull something out.
I can't see what it is, but I don't care as I feel your tongue start to work its magic again. I feel your fingers running all over my balls, thighs and down under. I feel your tongue slide down the length of my cock and over my balls down the side of my thigh. You then cross over to the other thigh giving my asshole a quick lick. My cock jumps as I wonder if this is what you had in mind by the surprise. I pull your ass over to my side so that I can see and smell the excitement glistening on your swollen cunt lips. My hand runs all over your ass cheeks, kneading and rubbing them. I spread your legs a little wider and you shiver as you feel both the suns rays warming your ass and a slight cool breeze bringing a slight chill to your hot pussy.
I feel your mouth suck on one of my balls. You are dripping lots of wetness from your mouth onto my balls. My cock grows a little more with the anticipation of what is to cum. Your mouth takes little bites along the length of my cock . It feels great. Having a girlfriend suck on my cock in the great outdoors while I look at your ass silhouetted against the canyon walls. The sun, the breeze and the smell of your pussy are working, as my cock is starting to get harder.
Your tongue is teasing the head of my cock. I run the vibrator around your swollen soaked lips. Your juice is running so much that droplets are forming on your short cunt hairs. I look over and notice we have some company. A guy, apparently walking the dirt road or trail, is watching us. He has pulled his cock out and is stroking it. His cock appears to be a little shorter but much thicker than mine. I say I have a surprise for you but I don't think you have heard me as you are still trying to suck me as pre-cum forms from my erect cock.
I motion him to come over quietly. I start rubbing the vibrator in and out of your lips, soaking it with your juice. I slide it in just an inch. You want your pussy filled like your mouth is and push back to try and get more of it in you. I tease you by pulling back on it, to just keep an inch inside. You moan fuck me with more of it, but I say patience, I have my own surprise coming.
By this time the lone stranger has stripped and looking at your white ass and red swollen cunt lips with a hunger. I am having trouble with preventing you from taking more of the vibrator inside your burning wet pussy. I say here is the surprise I told you about and make like I am reaching for something. You moan as I remove the vibrator from your wanton hungry pussy. You start to turn around to see it but I stop you. You can see it after it is soaked by your pussy and lick it clean for me.
I guide your head back to my cock and you catch up on the pre-cum you have missed. I motion for him to just tease you. He rubs his head against your wet lips, parting them as he moves it up and down. You moan and push your ass back trying to get it in deeper. But he plays the same game and prevents it. I say stop, let me fill you slowly with the toy. You stop pushing backwards but your pussy lips are twitching wanting to be fucked. He once again rubs the head of his thick cock up your wet slit. You moan thru your cock filled mouth, fuck me, fuck me now.
The stranger has held off long enough and starts to slowly push it in. He moves in little by little. Your moaning and hot wet cunt drives him to deliver more hard cock to you. He gets about three fourths of the way in then reverses direction and starts pulling outward. You pull my cock from your mouth and start to get up saying you want to fuck me now. I tell you wait and let me finish with the toy, but you persist saying you want a cock in your cunt now. The stranger makes your wish come true and grabs a hold of your hips and starts grinding into you.
The feeling of being filled causes you to start rocking back and forth swinging your head around letting your hair fly. You turn around as you think how can there be a hand on your breast squeezing and tugging on it, a hand using a toy in your pussy and two hands on your hips? You gasp as you see the stranger and go to pull your ass away from him but just then you feel his hips touching your ass. Your pussy betrays you as it clamps down hard on his cock and you start cumming.
Your hot juices stream out and down your stretched swollen lips. He starts fucking you faster. Your orgasm peaks feeling his thick hard cock moving in and out of your pussy. Your orgasm stays at a high level as you grind you ass backwards wanting the fucking to continue. The feeling of fullness in your pussy, my cum on your lips brings another wave of ecstasy to your body. Your mouth finds my cock and devours it. Your throat takes me in until I feel your lips sucking on my balls. Now you start moving back and forth on our cocks, slowly at first getting your throat and pussy used to being filled.
As they become adapted you speed up. Your grunts and moans are turning everyone on immensely. Hearing the slut in you ask, no demanding the stranger to fill your pussy with cum takes him over the edge. You feel his cock erupt filling you with his hot seed. This brings you to another orgasm. You reach back and grab his balls and give them a squeeze, as you want every bit they have to offer. The mixture of your plentiful juice and his cum now starts pouring downs your thigh. The site of this makes my cock erupt in your mouth. You suck just my head in, to allow the hot cum to cover your tongue and cheeks. You swirl your tongue around enjoying the taste. Finally you swallow my salty discharge.
You are worn out and collapse beside me. The stranger lies down next to you to also recover. You dreamily think how nice to have a cock on either side of you as you drift off feeling the heat of two bodies next to you and the sun on top...
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Husbands asks me for a favour for his wife
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Posted:Dec 14, 2007 2:24 am
Last Updated:Jan 5, 2008 12:35 am
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Blindfolded you sat nervously on the bed waiting for me to enter the room. You hear the door easing open as I step inside. Surrounded by new smells and sounds as you struggle to guess what I have planned for you. Setting a tray down beside the bed I then take the ties, caressing your body with them before securing you to the bedpost.
Trailing kisses lightly down your body and over your breasts, down over your stomach making you moan softly in anticipation. Over your hips and down your left leg, taking the third tie I spread your legs apart binding you to the bed. I move to the other side kissing down your body again until I reach your ankle then slowly binding the satin tie around it taking your leg to the final bedpost so your now spread eagled on the bed, blindfolded and at my mercy.
You hear me chuckle softly under my breath knowing that your completely in my trust and even thought we had discussed this fantasy I can still see the worry on your face. Walking back around the bed so I can see you from all angles, I decide where to start. You feel the pressure as I move on to bed then feeling a soft ticklish feeling trace over your body you start to squirm, but just succeed in tightening your binds. You bite gently on your lip to try and counteract this feeling of delicious tingles through your body.
Ever part of your body is subject to this feeling as I sweep over your face to your neck, your shoulders and down your arms. The sides of your body, over your firm breasts, lightly tickling your stomach then along your inner thighs. The back of your knee down your calves to your feet, then slowly working back up the other side. I watch you wriggle and squirm as I gently tease you, causing you to become aroused, as you know this is exactly how I want you. Finally I stop at the junction of your legs, I can see a moist spot on your sheer satin black g string realising that your turned on.
Tracing over your pussy I can hear your breathe grow quicker, looking up I see your chest rise and fall as you gulp in air. I know that you have completely surrendered to me. Reaching across you, I take a tantalising toy, rising above you, you feel drops fall slowly on to you body, then cold hard wetness against your erect nipple causing them to stand out firmer. You gasp as you realise what I could have planned for you.
The ice is traced from your left nipple over your chest to your right one, the lingerie offering no protection from this icy path I am taking. Circling around your right nipple I watch as it grows under my touch then I quickly replace the ice with my warm mouth making you moan at the contrast. Then back to your left one the ice slides, this time me mouth slowly follows making your shiver at the new feelings I have created.
Taking your nipple between my soft lips I start to suck it into my mouth using my tongue to gently flick over it, you have momentarily forgotten the ice until I start dripping it over your warm satin g-string covered pussy.
Arching your back, I know you want more…. ice moved down on to your steaming pussy I gently trace your lips through your g-string. Your warm juices sucking the g string in. Your lips become exposed around it, the ice melting as it rubs on your pussy causing drips of water to run down to your arse and pool on the bed.
I move down closer so I can watch as your clit becomes aroused enlarging as I rub the ice into it. Gently blowing across it I can see you throb as the cool air hits against your skin, your pussy juices are now sliding down from your opening I have never seen anyone so wet before.
Lying there you wonder what will be next but you don’t have to wait as I start the next part of our journey. A familiar shape begins to trace over your body its smooth and long but quite slim in girth, over your breasts it goes then up to your mouth tracing over your lips. Parting your mouth I slide it in, you moan around it and realise that it's one of your vibrators.
Tracing down your body, arriving at your clit, rubbing it gently as I turn it on. The vibrations are travelling through your body making you want more and more from me.
Plunging it into your pussy in one stroke you arch your hips in a silent plea for more. I slowly fuck your wet hole back and forth, knowing you will take all I have to give you. Back and forth slowly at first then faster and faster, my breathing is rapid as you get closer to cumming.
I kneel between your legs and start flicking your clit with my tongue, then sucking it into my mouth, this pushes you over the edge as your body bucks and writhes in total abandonment. As you explode in a orgasm around the vibrator I can see your juices flowing freely around it, I move down to start licking them up I can feel you still throbbing around it. Slowly removing the vibrator to let you catch your breath I turn it off, telling you to lick it all clean.
The feeling of fullness is overwhelming and you start begging for me to fuck you as you want a real cock inside you.
I softly say to you that you can have as much of my cock as you want when I had finished having my way with you. You shiver at the thought of what else I could possible do to you now.
I really enjoy teasing you and as your orgasm has slowly subsides. Moving up the bed you feel my cock placed against your lips, smiling your can’t help but flick your tongue out to lick up the pre-cum drooling from the tip. It tastes so good that you lick up and down the shaft making sure to get all of it.
Slowly I slide my cock between your lips and use your tongue to caress it as it slides back and forth.
Taking my cock from your mouth I move down your body stopping to flick your nipples. Kissing between them, over your stomach I move downwards my lips reach your shaved lips and again your clit is caught in my mouth. Flicking and sucking I play with it building you up yet again, then my tongue moves down to your wet slit were I devour your juices. Pushing my tongue as far in as I can inside, I suck out as much as I can, soon the juices are coating my face. Kneeling up taking my cock in one hand I run it along your awaiting pussy masterbating youe, teasing you until I can’t take it any longer and have to plunge deep inside.
Your hips arch up to take my fat cockhead, your body strains to press against me and just when your think I'm going to fuck you how you want me too. I pull out again, teasing you more and more, but I had this planned all along to tease you but to get exactly what I want as well. I know at this stage your completely willing to do anything I want and I use that to my advantage as I place my cock against your arse.
Slowly I press forward easing in the tip feeling your arse stretch around my fat cockhead, I hear you moan softly know that all this teasing has gotten to you. Pushing in further, your arse slowly swallows my cock inch by inch, I reach back untying your legs and lifting them up so I go deep.
Soon your taking all of my cock as I slide back and forth drawing right out to the tip, then plunging back deep inside you. I know this is driving you wild.
Harder and harder I fuck you, until I plunge deep inside your arse holding it there, I can feel my cum travelling up to shoot out the end, your arse starts milking it up as you start cumming around me. The first cum shoots deep inside you and your lost in the incredible sensations that brings, your arse tightens around me gripping me like a hand squeezing it all from my balls.
Collapsing on you exhausted you can still feel my cock throbbing away in your arse, I kiss you passionately on the mouth and I can taste your juices on my tongue as you suck on it. I slowly untie your hands, removing your blindfold.
Slowly opening your eyes your surprised to see its a complete stranger and not your husband . You glance around the room and see the video camera positioned to capture everything we just did. I smile and tell you it was your husbands idea that he wanted to see you fucked good and proper so that he could watch it over and over again.
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Satin Memories
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Posted:Dec 14, 2007 1:17 am
Last Updated:May 27, 2024 9:46 am
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...I came upon you napping in the back bedroom. I couldn't avert my eyes from the display of unintended sexuality you exhibited.
It was the warmest day yet this summer. The curtains were blowing inward to the room, mimicking the shape of the breeze coming in. Their beige color shed a warm, sensual light throughout the otherwise unlit room. The sun was positioned in the sky exactly where you would expect it to be in late before dusk. The outside sky was painted with a myriad of pinks, oranges and reds–creating the most surreal feel to the room.
I immediately noticed the way your hipbone lifted the satin blanket that covered you as you lay on your back. The blanket traced your body perfectly, making it nearly impossible to realize you only had on a pair of black lace thong panties left from your day's attire. The way your left nipple was visible under the thin, soft blanket was so erotic, it took what seemed like an eternity to realize that your right breast was completely exposed, and just as aroused as the other. My heart rate was furious as I tried to figure out if you had intended for me to catch you looking so angelic and sexual. More importantly, I felt pressed to decide what I should do with this situation I'd stumbled upon. Did you want to be woken? Surely you'd napped because of a headache, or with a desire to simply enjoy having the large bed to yourself.
Just as I'd thought I convinced myself to let you be, I found myself at the foot of the bed. I couldn't bring myself to turn away. I didn't know what I wanted to do, but the scene before me was so magnetic, I wanted to become a part of it, not for my own well being but for yours. I gently stepped to the side of the bed, and sat next to you, careful not to disturb you or the covers. I wasn't sure exactly how deep your sleep was, but I knew I didn't want to wake you... not yet at least. I gently tugged at the sheet that covered your chest, and saw your hidden nipple begin to become erect. I continued to slowly pull the satin sheet over the rest of your skin, being sure that it would bring each nerve ending to life. I grabbed the blanket near your waist and gently slid it across your soft tummy. This must have triggered very powerful nerves because your lower back began to arch very carefully into the air–only a few inches above the bed but I knew you were becoming aroused... even if you weren't yet consciously aware.
I glanced up at your face again–still asleep. Your chest filled with breaths of the room's sweet summer air, your exhales still arousing ever part of me. The way your lips hung slightly apart... the way your upper body shifted with each breath... the soft cotton boxers beneath the khaki slacks I wore could hardly contain what you were creating.
Before long I dared to become more physical. A trail of soft kissed began just below your left hand, on your wrist and down your exposed forearm. With no response from you, I continued to guide my lips down your upper body... first to your shoulder and then down to your incredible breasts. The way they laid upon your chest with you on your back was so amazing. As they spread apart, your seemingly brittle breastbone stood out as if it had never before been seen. Every part of your upper body appeared symmetrical with a sexual beauty I could not ignore. My immediate desire was to bathe every inch of you with moist kisses, but I knew a more gentle approach should be taken so not to wake you. I took my index and middle fingers and gently traced around your right nipple... then across your smooth skin and under the sheet to mimic the action on your other gorgeous nipple. Having to be so careful, so gentle, and gazing at the dark brown tone of your areolas had my heart pounding so loud I was afraid it would wake you. By now I could feel my cock throbbing at a similar rate, convincing me that exposure was the best form of relief. Before standing, I gently slid the cover completely off of your body. Considering the warmth of the room, I was certain the temperature change wouldn't affect your sleep. As quietly as I could, I stood and let the blanket fall to the floor, along with my slacks, so as not to disturb your absolutely celestial body lying before me.
Now comforted with only boxers and my t-shirt, I knelt back at your side, continuing the trail of kisses at your chest. Taking moments to warm your chest with my tongue was so sexual because of the taste and texture, but also because it marked the first time in the early evening I heard audible sound from you. Just as my warm lips reached the peak of your gorgeous breast, your exhale was accompanied by a pleasurable moan, much the way you'd react to a delightful dream. I had no doubt you were still sound asleep, so I absorbed your chest in my mouth one last time–with added firmness–and continued my way down your curvaceous abdomen. Your breathing had picked up in pace by now, and I began to consider for the first time that you were becoming conscious. As your chest raised and lowered with each full breath, I kissed carefully from just below your belly button down to the tip of your sexy apparel and was greeted by two surprises that brought me great pleasure. I hardly noticed the first–that your hips were pressing upward to meet my kiss–because of the second–the intoxicating scent of your familiar wetness now filled the area around me, and I couldn't resist the yearning to experience your delicious pussy in my mouth.
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"Maybe... maybe you could stop being so careful and just take advantage of me?" I heard her voice say as if she were still in mid-dream. I looked up to see her eyes half-open, but her chest and neck flushed with a familiar hue–guaranteeing to me her state of arousal.
"I just thought I'd try and be gentle to let you keep sleeping..."
"Please just lick me for a while," she interrupted with a sigh, her tone begging to be pleasured now that she'd been woken.
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I took no time to argue or reason with the hurricane of thoughts running through my head. I traced my hands down your tummy and over your hips to meet at the peaks of your delicate lingerie. As I lay on my stomach between your carefully spread legs, I tugged at your g-string panties, exposing for the first time your perfect vagina. I gently but quickly slid off the alluring clothing as I tasted your scent with every breathe I inhaled. Within moments your body was completely naked, and I obeyed your request by letting my tongue meet your drenched outer lips for the first time this evening. As I felt her body squirm, I spread the tender pink folds with my fingertips and took in the beauty before me–both visually and otherwise. The taste of her deepest parts made me only want to lick further inside her. Again I set in to you, applying a gentle force to your sexual center. The more rhythmic my tongue and lips became, the more controlled and steady your breathing became. Feeling your hands grab control of my head as I worked your immaculate pussy sent shocks through my own body–causing my dick to throb harder with its own desire to be felt. Over and over my tongue rolled, flicking your clitoris continuously and charging you like a battery–my full intention to cause an explosion.
The room was silent of words, but moans and heavy breaths surrounded us. The harder you thrust your hips towards my mouth, the closer I knew you were to coming. My pace quickened with just that thought in mind and your breathing did the same. I slid my hands underneath you–without skipping a beat–grabbing hold of your gorgeous, firm ass. I began helping your body's motion towards me and within seconds you told me.
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"I'm going to cum! Oh, please stay right there! I love your... lips on my... clit." she said, her last words being fragmented by the rhythm of her whole body now pumping with desire.
"Just relax your body and let it happen, honey. Just cum for me," I requested. By now my own body
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Your moans began to quicken and lead on to your impending pleasure. I continued to suck firmly on your clit while flicking it with my tongue as the swollen bulb danced in my mouth. I took one hand from underneath you and slid it up between your legs. Just as I felt your release was imminent, I slid just enough of my finger into your tight vagina–it now exposed and lubricated as your body became overwhelmed with its orgasm. Your body took over. Now you were controlling the motions and you were fucking me. You pulled your clit from my waiting lips and replaced it again immediately. Again and again, you created intense friction with your movements and established a perfect rhythm of penetration and stimulation to foster your pleasure. Your orgasm had taken your body over, and as I gazed over the thin and soft layer of hair protecting your pubic bone, I adored your reaction.
"Oh! Oh, this feels so perfect.... So... Amazing!" you exclaimed–your hands holding me close into you. What a fantastic achievement for each of us, I thought to myself as I enjoyed the last few seconds of your unbelievable climax.
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