Part II: The Dream Continues...
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Posted:May 13, 2009 11:38 am
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Part II: The Dream Continues…
We’re all a bit ‘knackered’ as my Brit friends say, so the two of you help me off the table and together we stagger into the den to relax. We sit on the couch, me in the middle leaning against my husband, his arm around my shoulders, you on my right, sitting half facing us. You’ve both pulled on your previously discarded jeans and I wrap my robe tight around me, not that it offers much in the way of concealment, but it makes me feel just a tad less exposed. The two of you engage in typical guy small talk about sports and what-not, but I sit quietly between you, feeling quite awkward. I begin running the last few hours over again in my head and I feel that pleasant tingle run through me at the memory of what I’ve just experienced. I can’t help but stare at you, desperately wanting to lean forward and run my hands over your delicious chest, but I refrain, unsure of what is and isn’t allowed here. You catch me ogling you, notice my hard nipples through the sheer, clingy fabric of my robe and smile knowingly at me, causing me to blush deeply. My husband catches this silent exchange between us and suggests we move the party upstairs to the bedroom. I excuse myself and head to the bathroom for a quick, much needed pee and to freshen up a bit, exhilarated that this amazing evening is about to continue.
I walk into the bedroom which is lit only by a small accent lamp and find you waiting for me, stretched out along the bottom of my bed. “Come, join me here,” you say and indicate the space in front of you. I sit on the edge of the bed, uncertain of how I should act since we are alone in the room. Sensing my nervousness, you sit up and start massaging my shoulders. “Your husband thought we might like some time alone together,” you whisper in my ear and, reassured, I relax and lean back into you. You untie my robe, slip it off my shoulders, then cup my breasts and pulling me close, take me with you as you lie back on the bed.
You hold me for a few minutes, my back to your chest, I feel your hardness on my butt cheeks through your jeans and press closer against you. You roll me onto my back and our eyes meet as you lean down to kiss me. The kiss starts out sweet, but quickly becomes more passionate. You begin to nibble gently on my neck, then, slowly, move down to my right breast, lifting it to your mouth to suckle the nipple to a hard peak before doing the same to the other. My moans spurring you on, you continue your journey downwards, trailing kisses along the outside of my stomach until you reach your destination. I feel your mouth press against my labia briefly before moving to my inner thigh. You nibble, and kiss, and tease all around this sensitive area until, little by little, I slowly open to you like a flower to sunlight. You begin teasing my clit with the tip of your tongue and I orgasm almost immediately. I am soon convulsing over and over again until, gasping for breath, I gently push your head away and pull you up on top of me while I recover. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted this?” you say into my ear, your voice raspy. “Mmhmm….me too,” I mumble incoherently into your shoulder and sigh.
After a few moments rest, I push you onto your back and quickly climb on top of you, my strength, agility and sudden energy seemingly taking you by surprise. I kiss you softly, tasting myself on your lips as I do. I move lower, rest my head on your chest and listen to your heart beating. I begin touching you with my left hand, my fingertips running along your chest, gently raking your chest hair, outlining your nipple while your heart pounds in my ear. It’s so strong I can feel it against my cheek as the pulsing sound fills my head with an intoxicating rhythm. My hand slides down to your stomach, teasing along your skin just under the waistband of your jeans, and as I turn my head and flick your nipple with the tip of my tongue, I hear your sharp intake of breath. I unfasten your jeans and help you push them out of my way before you kick them off completely. My fingertips dance lightly across your skin, exploring your body, learning your spots, making you quiver, until I grasp you in my hand, feeling your throbbing firmness. I slide lower, your hair tickling my nipples as they drag along your chest, and I hear you moan as my breasts nestle on either side of your cock. I squeeze my breasts tighter around you and slide them sensuously up and down your shaft. I lower my head and exhale gently, you feel my warm moist breath surround you and thrust harder, trying to find my mouth. I reach out my tongue to you and we meet tip to tip. I swirl my tongue around, lapping up your pre-cum before closing my mouth over your mushroom. Your next thrust unexpectedly drives your cock deep into my mouth, almost causing me to gag, before I recover and relax my throat muscles around you.
I am so focused on your pleasure that I am surprised when I feel a hard cock against my ass. “Ready for me now?” I hear my husband ask. My answer is garbled as my mouth is full, but my intent is clear as I raise my hips in the air to allow him easier access. He slowly slides his cock into my slick pussy and begins pounding me hard from behind, hitting just the right spot. My muffled moans vibrate on your shaft causing you to cry out as you explode in my mouth. Knowing how much I love for him to stay inside me afterward, my husband waits as long as he can to pull out before his trembling legs cause him to collapse on the bed. I climb into the open space between the two of you, thinking how very convenient it is that we have a king size bed. I snuggle up to my husband, my breasts pressing against his warm back. You grab the plush blanket from the foot of the bed and pull it over us as you lie down next to me, your chest to my back. I feel completely enveloped in warmth and skin and MAN. It is an amazing sensation and I so want to savor it, but I drift off to sleep with the scent of sex strong in the air, the taste of it in my mouth, and a dreamy, satisfied smile on my face.
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Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On
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Posted:Apr 24, 2009 1:10 pm
Last Updated:Jul 27, 2009 11:00 am
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Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On …
I’m rinsing the last dinner plate when you come up behind me, push my hair aside and start nibbling on my neck, mmm, you know just the spot that makes me wet. Your hands sneak around and cup my breasts as you pull me closer to you and your bulge presses against my butt. I almost drop the plate and you take it from my hand and set it in the dish drainer then tweak my nipples, they become instantly hard and very visible through the thin tank top I’m wearing. “I have a very special evening planned for you tonight,” you whisper in my ear.” My knees are becoming untrustworthy, so I grip the counter to steady myself as I try to manage a nonchalant, “Oh?” in reply. “It’s a surprise,” you say as you turn me to face you so you can give me a long deep kiss, “Now go shower and meet me back here in the kitchen when you’re finished.” You walk away, leaving me breathless and once I’m able to stand without further aid from the counter, I make my way upstairs to the bathroom.
My mind is racing with the possibilities and my hands linger as I soap myself. I try to keep my head clear while shaving, I wouldn’t want to knick anything carelessly and hamper our fun. By the time I’m toweling off my thoughts are wandering again, I can’t imagine what you are planning. I am so very intrigued. I apply lotion and find I am caressing myself again. I really must get downstairs soon, I think and pull out that short little robe I picked up last week and tucked aside for a special occasion. I shrug it on and check the mirror, I am surprised by how flushed I am, how dreamy my eyes are, as for the robe, the wrap style gives a deep view of my cleavage while the soft rose color adds a hint of innocence. I know you will love how the thin clingy material reveals my hard nipples and hugs my curves. I brush my fingers through my towel dried hair to fluff it a bit and head downstairs to discover my surprise.
It’s pretty dark so I flick the hall light on. I hear the stereo playing softly, I see some light flickering in the kitchen, candles? You step out of the kitchen and meet me at the bottom of the stairs. I can tell you like the robe by the look on your face and you can’t resist stretching out a finger to outline my nipple making me gasp. You bend and put your mouth over it and I can feel the warmth of your mouth through the thin material, I can also feel the moistness between my legs. You take my hand and lead me into the kitchen and I see you have been busy. The table is moved into the center. There are so many candles arrayed on the counters that I think you must have gathered them from all over the house and then some! The light they provide is beautiful and I am amazed at the transformation. I am wondering if you made some incredibly romantic dessert for us when I realize that the chairs are pushed in the corner and that the burgundy ‘tablecloth’ you have spread over the table is in fact that big, thick, plush blanket that your brother had made for you in Korea years ago.
You take me to the table, lift me up and set my ass on the table. You kiss me, first softly and tenderly, then more passionately before moving to my neck. You pick something up from the table and as you lift it to my face, I realize it is a blindfold. I look at you quizzically and you shush me as you tie it around my head. I can’t see anything, but I can feel as you kiss me once more. You nibble that spot on my neck again as you tease my nipples through the robe with your fingertips and I cry out as I have a small orgasm. As if this is a signal, you push me gently back on the table, untie my robe and push it aside. You lean over me and return to your nibbling, starting at my neck but then working your way to my breasts before continuing downward. I hear your ‘mmmm’ as you find my skin freshly shaved and begin gently nibbling my mound and inner thighs. You take my left foot in one hand and massage it gently before lifting it to the table and then do the same with my right foot and I am open before you. You put your mouth over my clit and exhale, your warm moist breath makes me tingle. You run your tongue over my slit and clit, gently and softly, teasing me into an ever deeper state of arousal until you take my clit between your lips and gently suck until I cum. You continue licking and sucking and driving me crazy with your fingers bringing me to orgasm over and over until I can’t take any more and push your head away.
Once you move away from me, I’m not sure where you are, I hear movement but am not sure where or what it is and then I feel your cock softly hit my face. You tease me with it, moving it away as I try to catch it with my lips and tongue, occasionally catching a drop of pre-cum, until finally you hold still and I’m able to give you the attention that you deserve. You lean over me and run your hands over my breasts, teasing my nipples and one hand reaches for my clit. You play with it as I lick and suck your balls and cock, I am about to cum again when you remove your hand. My cry of frustration turns to one of surprise as I feel a mouth on my clit. I know it can’t be yours as I can feel you are now standing up. I attempt to sit up and remove the blindfold, but you lean down and whisper in my ear, “Shhh, relax, enjoy, nothing will hurt you, I’m here,” and I do relax little by little. I can’t help wondering who the mysterious mouth belongs to, I’m not sure if it’s even male or female but soon I no longer care as I give over completely to feeling. The blindfold, by blocking out one sense seems to have accentuated the others and I am almost overwhelmed by sensation. This mouth, though so much different than yours, is also skilled, and brings me to orgasm after orgasm as I continue sucking your cock until you explode deep in my throat.
Now there are hands and lips all over me, touching, kissing, licking and sucking all over my body, finding erogenous zones where I didn’t know I had them. It is almost overwhelming to my senses, I can’t tell where one person begins or stops, including me. Then I feel a cock on my pussy, teasing me, searching for the opening and as it slides all the way in, I know it’s yours and I tighten and explode around it. You’re sliding in and out teasing me, when I feel the other approach my head. Again I feel a cock gently smacking my face and lips and I know, at last, that it is a man, I reach out my hands to feel him. Mmmm… muscular legs and butt, same on the chest and arms, I can’t seem to reach his face although I doubt that would help me identify him. You are increasing your pace and teasing my clit with your fingers when my ‘mystery man’ begins playing with my nipples, his cock still right there by my mouth so tantalizing I can’t resist it. I take it in hand and bring it to my mouth, licking and kissing from the balls to the tip before guiding it into my mouth. It feels a little odd at first, it’s been over four years since I’ve had anyone but you in my mouth, but I’m soon so engrossed in the pleasure from your cock pumping away at me that I forget what I’m doing and I pull him deeper into my mouth. As you pump, I suck, and each time I climax, I take him deeper and tighter until he also explodes, just before you.
“Switch?” the strange voice says, and I think it sounds familiar but can’t place it. My focus is soon diverted, however, by this new cock tapping against my wet pussy and you touching and kissing my face, neck and breasts. He lifts my legs up and you grab hold of them, pulling them gently back towards you, stretching me wide open for his waiting cock. His cock feels so different than yours, yet still so good and I soon relax and begin to feel the passion building in me yet again. I take your cock hungrily into my mouth, wanting, needing to suck it once more as he furiously pounds into me again and again, making me cum over and over until I feel him swell inside me and I know he is about to explode. I tighten myself around his cock and squeeze him dry while doing the same to you with my mouth until you both cry out and sag against me. I free my legs from your grasp and wrap them around his waist to hold him against me while I continue having small orgasmic aftershocks for the next few minutes. You touch my face lovingly and then slowly untie and remove the blindfold. I don’t open my eyes at first, not wanting the moment to end and not sure I even want to know the identity of my ‘dream lover’ but eventually my curiosity forces me to look. My gasp makes you chuckle, but I am shocked, how did you know I had been secretly lusting after him? My face and chest flush red and I feel paralyzed but then he leans down and kisses me sweetly. You help me sit up, wrap your arms around me and whisper, “Did you enjoy your surprise?”
and I can’t help but laugh.
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Posted:Apr 14, 2009 9:49 am
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2016 8:13 am
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“You know, no hands below the waist,” my friend said to me the other day, referencing his expectations of an upcoming meet, and that phrase just shot me back through the years to those bittersweet days of my misspent youth. I started a little earlier than most, I suppose, my parents and their friends called me ‘an early bloomer’ and by the age of 12 in 1976, I was ‘boy-crazy’ and, oh boy, was the feeling mutual! For the next few years, I waged that territorial battle, sometimes more victoriously than others, my mothers warnings of ‘hell and fallen women’ my motivation to fight against the pawing of boys and my own lustful yearnings.
I lucked out with my first love, Kevin, he was a nice, respectful boy of 15 and we would spend hours every night kissing, just kissing… sigh! He was either incredibly patient or incredibly good at reading signals, because by the time he worked up the courage to cup my breast I barely tried to stop him, ditto when he slipped his hand inside my top to touch bare skin. Other than the occasional ‘love tap’ to the butt, he never did try to touch ‘below the waist’ in our sweet three months together, although I could feel the bulge in his jeans as we pressed our bodies against each other kissing goodnight.
After Kevin, however, the war was on! I spent endless hours over the next few years, on porches and docks, in boats and cars, in rec rooms and at the beach strategically positioning myself to block easy entry, frequently having to grab a wandering hand and return it to the ‘neutral zones.’ Most of the girls were trying to decide how much they could hold back and not lose their boyfriends to someone ‘easier,’ my dilemma, most times, was how much could I get away with, without burning in hell or becoming the talk of the town?!
I remember the summer nights the most, they were always the hardest, no doubt made even more difficult by my much more accessible attire and the huge influx of boys due to the quadrupling of our sleepy little shore towns’ population in the summer. The ever present scent of coconut clinging to me every May through September, the blistering hot days spent lazing at the pool or beach or out on a friends boat in nothing but a skimpy bikini and suntan oil, followed by the humid nights made bearable with the cool ocean breeze against my skin, bare except for a tiny halter top and shorts or low-waisted jeans, made for a very sultry backdrop for our encounters.
It always began with the kissing, tentative at first, then growing more passionate. Arms around each other, ‘making-out’ in our dark hideaways, sometimes in groups, sometimes, more dangerously, on our own for hours on end. The touching, the groping, the pressing need of it all was so very poignant. I went home most nights with wet panties and an ache I didn’t yet understand or know how to get rid of on my own.
There was Eddie the intense, exotically gorgeous half Chinese, half Mexican boy who moved in across the lagoon with the Greek god-like body, marred only by the scars from the devastating fire he had accidentally set, and almost died in, as a . Blonde, blue-eyed Jeff from north Jersey was the first to get his mouth on my breasts, an experience I do not remember fondly due to excessive biting! Harold from New Yawk, with his tough guy exterior and teddy bear center was very persistent but never successful. Sarcastic, good-natured, Rick from Philly was an excellent dancer who made me wet just with his kisses, and so very many of my brothers friends, most notably, sweet, shy Hooky. Dave, one of the very few ‘bad boys’ I dated over the years, was the first to breach the ‘line’ and snake his finger into my panties. He also gave me my first hickey, my first cigarette and was the first one to get me high, that last one no doubt had some influence on my lack of resolve on those other firsts.
When I was 14, I developed a taste for more mature guys, there was Laura’s 20 year old brother who discovered us drunk in his parents basement and couldn’t keep his talented hands and mouth off of me, Laura, passed out, raised no objections. The 21 year old guy who looked like Burt Reynolds that I met on the CB. (I met many guys over the CB, kind of my early version of internet dating?) There was also the 23 year old bartender at my dying cousins wedding who looked a lot like the guy from ‘The Greatest American Hero.’ Several of my friend Tee’s older brothers caught my eye and the occasional make-out session. For a while, I thought my name had been changed to ‘jail bait’ and no one had notified me!
I fought the good fight for years, growing ever more weary of resisting, and began yielding a bit more ground, a bit earlier in each relationship, until I fell in love again at 15. Jimmy was 19 and in college but as I was his first girlfriend he was actually less experienced than I was at this game. What he lacked in experience, he more than made up for in eagerness, and within a few months had gotten further along than any other boy had before. He respected that I was planning on saving my virginity until marriage and expected to be the one I wed, but he was a master at bringing me to the very limits of my comfort zone. Countless times he had me on the edge. The edge of what, I had no clue at the time, but I knew there was something more just over that horizon! One night as I lay naked beneath him, the thin material of his briefs the only thing between us, I decided it was time. I could not take the ache any longer, I had to have him inside me. I tried to slide the band of his underwear down and let it happen ‘accidentally, on purpose’ but Jimmy wasn’t having that. He stopped abruptly and asked what I was doing. I told him that I didn’t want to, no, that I couldn’t wait any longer! He did make me wait one more day, just so I could decide with a clear head that it was what I truly wanted, but I knew that night that the war was over. Hellfire be damned! I was tired of fighting this losing battle and more than ready to surrender and switch sides!
Funny how that one phrase brought all this to my mind over the last few days, I know I’ve enjoyed my little stroll down memory lane and I wonder does that phrase, or my reminiscence here, evoke the same kind of memories for you or was your experience completely different? Are you hearing ‘Paradise By The Dashboard Lights?’ in your head, like me? If you feel comfortable sharing, I’d love to hear your thoughts and memories!
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Homecoming!
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Posted:Apr 1, 2009 2:20 pm
Last Updated:Feb 23, 2013 7:23 am
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3:00 Tuesday Afternoon: On my second loop around the airport, I spotted his wave and pulled over. He looked angry, almost as red as the Phillies hooded pullover he was wearing and I could see he didn’t have his suitcase with him. I jumped out of the car and ran up to hug him. His stream of curses about airport incompetence over losing his luggage stopped midstream when he noticed my hard nipples visible through the thin tank top I was wearing. “Get in the car,” he ordered huskily. I got in the passenger seat and before I even had my seatbelt fastened, his hands were all over my breasts. Most people were too concerned with their own business to notice but it did catch the attention of a few bored travelers who were waiting for their rides. I slid my skirt up to reveal to him that I had honored his ‘no panties’ request as well and was rewarded with his sharp intake of breath when he spied my freshly shaved pussy. We hadn’t even left the airport before I had my first orgasm! All the way home we played with each other, much to the delight of a few happy truckers who signaled their appreciation with a thumbs up and a smile.
By the time we got home around 3:30, my pussy was drenched, his rock-hard cock was painfully restrained by his faded blue jeans and we couldn’t get the door unlocked fast enough. Once inside, we went directly upstairs and after some playful argument while kissing, groping and undressing each other over who was going to get to please the other first, he pushed me back onto the bed and began driving me crazy… I guess he won? My excitement drove his and within a few minutes he came, his moans vibrating on my clit as he climaxed made me explode yet again. He climbed up next to me and rested his head on my breast and we held each other for a few moments while I collected myself. When my head stopped spinning, I got on top of him and began rubbing my breasts all over his body and especially his cock before taking him in my mouth, he quickly came and then almost immediately came again.
I thought he would collapse for awhile after that but he wasn’t done with me yet. This time it was less rushed. He started with a passionate kiss and then nibbled on my neck until I cried out, moved down to my nipples, suckling them until I came again and then continued on to my pussy. Oh my! That man licked and sucked and teased and pleased me over and over again until I didn’t think I could take any more….and then he did it all over again! I saw stars, 4th of July fireworks… I think I may have even blacked out at one point! Before I could catch my breath he slid his cock all the way into me. Damn, how I’d missed him being inside me! He began slowly fucking me, sliding it all the way in, pausing, then sliding it almost all of the way out, pausing, then sliding it all the way back in, over and over again. Each time I would be close to climaxing, he would pull out and I would moan plaintively. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it any longer, he slammed his cock into me hard and I screamed as I exploded yet again. I felt his cock grow even larger inside me and the goose bumps break out on his arms and I knew he was about to cum again. He was slamming into me now and I raised my hips up to meet him until we both cried out and he collapsed on top of me. He rested there for a few moments until his breathing quieted and then I felt his cock begin pulsing inside me again. I pushed him off of me onto his back and said, “My turn, you’ve been working hard enough!” I took him in my mouth, quickly got him fully hard once more, then straddled him and lowered myself onto his waiting cock. I leaned down, gave him a kiss that let him know how just how much I had missed him and then sat up and started slowly grinding against him. He was teasing my clit as I licked my nipples. I quickened the pace and he did likewise with the fingers on my clit and I began to suck on and pinch my nipples making myself cry out. He began thrusting violently from below and with each thrust the intensity grew until we both saw stars again. Exhausted, I collapsed on top of him this time and we lay holding each other, savoring the sensations that were running through us.
I leaned back against the pillows feeling glorious as he lit up a joint. After a brief break, I was more than ready to go for more and decided to test his readiness. I ran my fingertips slowly down his chest until I found what I sought, hmm not bad but not quite good enough so, I slid down and took him in my mouth again, leaving him access to me. He started licking, kissing and nibbling all over my freshly shaved skin making it tingle pleasantly. He then pulled my leg over him to better reach my clit and drove me crazy as I worked to make his cock swell once again. When he was fully hard he pushed me off of him and onto the side of the bed and then stood up and got into position behind me. He slid his cock partially in and then whispered, “I am going to fuck you so hard!” He slammed into me and I arched my butt up so that his balls would slap against my engorged clit every time he did. He was grabbing my ass cheeks hard in each hand pulling me into him as he pounded me from behind over and over again, slapping my clit with his balls, making me scream and moan repeatedly until he came once again. He stumbled to the bed, weak-kneed, sat down and let himself fall backwards, I lay next to him and cuddled up to him and we lay quietly together until our breathing slowed.
Once I recovered, I ran my hands gently over his chest, thighs and cock. “I don’t think I can anymore,” he said weakly. “Shh,” I answered, “I’m just showing my appreciation,” I began showering him with light kisses from head to toe and lightly running my fingertips over him. My kisses to his inner thighs, balls and cock seemed to generate a response so I concentrated my efforts there. I flicked my tongue lightly across the tip and his cock pulsed, I covered it with my mouth and exhaled my warm breath over it and then closed my mouth around him and he became hard once again inside my mouth. He pulled me onto his mouth and started nibbling on me. I began to slide my mouth up and down his cock faster and faster and he matched the pace on my clit; I tightened my mouth around him, he sucked my clit harder; I reached under his balls and rubbed and he slid fingers into my pussy and massaged my G-spot. He was arching up to meet my mouth and I was grinding myself on his. He shot deep into my mouth and I lost control, I squirted so much he choked. I climbed off of him, and cleaned us both off. We collapsed next to each other, and he asked me, “What’s for dinner, hon?” I looked at the clock and saw it was after six! Delivery!
My head was still spinning so much the person taking my order must have thought I was not very bright, it took me so long to get my order out. We were still tangled up together when the doorbell rang about 20 minutes later and he threw on pants and ran downstairs. I threw on a robe and followed him. Some pizza, another joint and by 7:00 I was stuffed, stoned and sated and just about purring like a contented cat curled up to my man. I thought that would be it for the night when he turned to me and asked, “So are you ready for round two?”
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It Started With A Kiss....
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Posted:Mar 29, 2009 5:08 pm
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2016 9:44 am
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I find you on your back in our bed wearing only your boxer briefs and am compelled to lean over and kiss you. The kiss turns a bit more passionate than I had intended and I notice it has affected you as well, so I climb on top of you and kiss you again. You remove my top to free my breasts and when I lean over again they brush against your chest, my large nipples grazing your smaller but equally erect nipples. I kiss your neck lightly while running my fingertips everywhere but where you want them and make my way to your chest where I tease your nipples with my tongue until you gasp.
I continue my journey downward to the waistband of your underwear where I can see your cock trying desperately to break free of its’ restraint and give it a few flicks with the tip of my tongue. You reach to remove your underwear but I won’t let you, I’m not done teasing yet. I rub my breasts over your covered bulge and then put my mouth over it, blanketing it with my warm moist breath and am rewarded with your moans. I continue ‘mouthing’ and gently grazing the outline with my teeth, the material protecting you from any sharp edges but not from the maddening sensation. I want to play more but see that you can’t take it another minute so I ease the waistband down and hear your sigh of relief at the freedom you now feel.
A few more flicks on the tip as I lap up your pre-cum and then I take just the tip in my mouth and lightly suck on it as I swirl my tongue around your swollen mushroom. You are pushing up with your hips trying to get more of yourself inside my warm mouth but I stop and lick all around your penis from tip to base and nuzzle your balls softly. Then I surround your cock with my breasts and slide them back and forth as you pinch my nipples and squeeze my breasts tighter around yourself. I tilt my head down and lick the tip of your penis each time it slides up to meet my mouth until I look up at you and know, you need it now! The next time the tip pushes up between my breasts I close my mouth around it and your momentum drives it into my mouth. I take all of you in, gagging slightly, and your moans have me dripping. Each time I reach the base of your cock with my lips I hear you gasp. You are holding my breasts so tightly around your cock now it almost hurts but that just increases my excitement from driving you so crazy. I close my mouth tighter around you and increase the tempo. Incredibly, your cock grows even bigger in my mouth and for a moment I can’t breathe but I catch my breath and go tighter and faster and reach to gently rub that spot under your balls and you lose control. One hand grabs my shoulder and the other my head, you are frenetically fucking my mouth now until I hear you cry out just as I feel your explosion deep in my throat. Your legs are shaking and you flop just a bit like a fish out of water, before you lie back spent and exhausted. I move up slowly and lie on top of you, my head on your chest and listen to your heart pounding crazily as you lovingly brush my long hair back out of my face. I tilt my head to look up at you and you smile down at me with a smile of such joy and contentment that I feel enveloped in your love and sweetly smile back up at you.
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Anticipation Is Killing Me!
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Posted:Mar 28, 2009 3:18 pm
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2016 9:42 am
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Last night my husband called to say goodnight to me as he was getting into bed in the guest room at his mom’s house, his voice low and sexy because he didn’t want to be overheard. He’d only been gone three days but was missing my body next to him at night as much as I’ve missed his next to mine. He began whispering what he would like to do to me at that moment if I were there with him and a tingling sensation ran through my body, my nipples hardened and the moistness between my legs confirmed my arousal. Just as I began to think I should get myself to somewhere more comfortable he stopped abruptly and said he had a request of me.
Confused and curious, as to where this was going, I managed to choke out a raspy ‘yes?’ He then requested that when I come to pick him up at the airport would I please dress a certain way for him. He wants me to pick him up wearing a low cut top, a short skirt and no bra or panties on under this ensemble. He didn’t explain why, but he didn’t have to …I know.
I also know I am going to be having one wild ride home from that airport!
How on earth am I expected to make it through until Tuesday afternoon now?
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Basking in the Afterglow
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Posted:Mar 26, 2009 3:23 pm
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Basking in the Afterglow
You, as usual, have already fallen asleep,
The same silly smile from your orgasmic explosion frozen on your face
But I don’t really mind so much anymore
It allows me time to completely savor the sensations I’m feeling
As I lie here trying to catch my breath
The pounding in my head and chest slowly calms
As I savor the taste of you still on my tongue
I swallow and find my throat dry and scratchy from my screams and moans
My nipples, still erect and tingling from our nibbling and suckling
Brush against the sheets and send a jolt coursing through me
My clit, still swollen from your licking and sucking and from me
Grinding it against you as I rode you, pulses in beat with my heart
Abdominal muscles strained from so many orgasms tell me
I will be reminded of our passion tonight with every twinge tomorrow
How can you sleep? I lie here feeling so alive!
Every inch of my body electric, radiant and beautiful!
The clean sheets against my bare tingling skin feel like a lovers soft caress
And a deep peace begins to fill me as I slowly settle down
I turn and press my breasts against your back as I fit my body to yours
A soul-satisfying warmth covers me like a soft blanket
As I drift off to sleep basking in the afterglow
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