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Taking Turns
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Taking Turns “Where’s your wife?” you ask me, shutting the door behind me as I walk in. “She’s out of town,“ I answer. “Where’s your husband?” “Who cares?” Facing me now, you caress my face with your hands, then lean forward and kiss my waiting lips. The kiss is delicate at first, but soon our tongues are entwined and we’re breathing hard. “God, I want you,” you whisper into my ear as we break the kiss. “How do you want me?” I whisper back. “Any way I can have you,” you say. Your body is on fire, tingling with excitement, knowing that you’re going to have me now. It’s been so long. “What if your husband comes back?” I say, a little breathlessly. “I don’t care,” you answer. “He won’t either, the bastard.” Your lips approach mine again, your tongue sliding deep into my mouth. As the kiss goes on, you lean against me harder, forcing me to step back, until I stumble against a small table. You keep pushing until I’m leaning backward over the table, supporting myself on my hands. In the process our mouths come apart, and I ask you what you’re doing. You plant little kisses along my cheek to my neck, then whisper, “I want to feel you.” Your hands slide down my body and between my legs, feeling my hardness. “And taste you,” you add. You take hold of my shirt and yank it out of my pants, pulling it up and kissing my bare chest, then make your way down my body, licking the soft skin teasingly with your tongue. As you continue downward, you grasp the waistband of my pants and pull them forcefully over my hips, then slide them down my legs, exposing my hard cock. As you lower yourself farther, you can feel your breasts rubbing against my legs. Your face moves down over my midsection, but your hands are already on my cock, caressing it, feeling it pulsating in your palms. You look up at me then, asking me in a rather unsteady voice if I’m ready to feel your lips wrapped around my hard shaft. In reply, I simply nod. “Then lean back,” you tell me. “And enjoy.” You draw your hands away from my manhood, sliding them up and down my thighs as you bring your mouth gradually closer to my straining pole. As you reach it, you stick out your tongue and slide it down the underside of my shaft, tracing the vein that pulsates there. You can hear me breathing deeply as you tease me with your tongue, bringing it up and over the head of my cock. You then lower your mouth to my balls, taking them in one by one, bathing them with your hot breath as you suck on them gently. I seem to get still harder, if possible, as you twirl your tongue around those balls, and you hear me give a moan of pleasure. You then make your way up to the tip of that cock and take the whole thing deep into your mouth. You’re thrilled to hear me gasp as you feel the head of my dick at the back of your throat. You curl your fingers around the inch or so of cock that your mouth hasn’t swallowed, stroking it slowly as you suck at the shaft, while the other plays with my balls, your ministrations bringing further moans from me. Your lips are so tight around me that you can feel the pulsing of my veins against them, as well as the throbbing of my shaft in your mouth. You speed up your motions, your head bobbing rhythmically up and down as you continue to rub my balls and the base of my<b> phallus. </font></b>My moans get louder and louder, and then you feel what you’ve been yearning for–the sensation of my warm juices shooting into your mouth. You drink them all down, savoring each and every drop of me, literally quenching your thirst with my sperm. You stand up, then, smiling at me, enjoying the happily bedazzled expression on my face. You kiss me passionately, letting me taste my own essence on your mouth. Then you tell me it’s your turn.  ~ Patience, Passion, and Pleasure ~  "The older the buck, the stiffer the horn." One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young. |
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