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A little something to look forward to
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A little something to look forward to Ladies, you may want to excuse yourself to go put on a panty liner....you are going to get wet! Guys, you may want to read this with one hand wrapped around your cock. As I approach your house, I see you waiting for me on the stoop. You look good. Not too much make-up, just enough. You are wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. Your breasts are heaving due to your breathing of anticipation. As I get closer, I see you look me up and down and notice a slight bulge in my Lucky's. "Nice pants", you think to yourself. Closer still the words come out, "Nice to see you." "Good to see you too." Once inside, our lips meet. Tongues part the other's lips and roam effortlessly. Little moans escape. The kind that come from deep in the throat. We move to the bedroom, me dropping my bags somewhere along the way. No need to put them where they belong, they'll be there when I need them. With candles burning and plumeria in the air, the mood has been set long ago. You wanted everything to be perfect. You wanted me not to be able to resist. You were in the mood to be made love to. Sex would come later, but at this moment in time, you just wanted to feel like you haven't felt in a long time. We collapse on the bed. You are underneath me and I have one hand behind your neck. Half way giving you support, half way holding your head where I want it. My other hand has found yours and fingers are intertwined, squeezing when there is a feeling of needing release. I turn your head and drag my tongue up your neck to your ear. You let out an uncontrolled whimper. "not the ear. you know what that does to me. not the ear.......Oh God, yes the ear." After what seems like hours touring your ears and neck, I raise your sweatshirt only to find that you have already set them free. They are mine to explore without the fumblings of restraint. I hold one in each hand, being very careful not to grace the nipples with my presence. I kiss them. Starting at the top and working my way to the sides. You are writhing. "Please touch them. I beg you, please. I need release." You can feel the moisture from my breath, but it is not enough. You arch your back, trying to force your nipples into some sort of touch...anything....the grazing of a lip, the accidental touch of a tooth or my tongue.....but I am too quick for you.....I pull back as if to say "Not yet.....when I am ready" As you come to realize that you are not going to get your way, I let a drop of saliva land directly on your nipple. I was close enough that it was still warm when it landed. Your nipples are at full attention. You let out a sigh. I dive in. With both breasts still in my hands I take both nipples in my mouth. You are moving uncontrollably. My tongue races from side to side, top to bottom. You have an orgasm. Your breathing is fast. Sweat runs from your temple. The deathgrip you had on the sheet has now relaxed. I use my tongue to draw a path to the area below your belly button. I unbutton and unzip your jeans. All I see is the top of your white cotton panties. The skin is soft. I breathe in and find your aroma filling my lungs. I can't get enough. I breathe deeply, inhaling as much as possible as if not to let any of the scent escape me. Removing your jeans I purposely leave your panties intact. I put my mouth over the wetness that has saturated the cotton and add my own wetness to it. Breathing in I get the full effect. Breathing out, you do. Slowly I peel your panties off. While I am down there, I take a toe in my mouth. You jerk back in reflex, but I have a firm grip of your ankle and its not going anywhere. I lick the arch of your foot and then take a toe in my mouth again. "Shit this tickles. Why is he ruining this moment by tickling me? I wish he would stop and get back to business. He is not going to stop....fuck , this is ridiculous, I'm not so uneasy as I am turned on. Damn, this actually feels good now. What the fuck?" Just as you are beginning to relax and enjoy the toe nibbling, I move away. Now I am moving up your calf and thigh. "Oh, shit.....here it comes...he is going to eat me....Thank God....I didn't expect it to take this long.... " But again, just like the breasts, the lips and clit only get moisture from my breath. Your hips are bucking up and down. "Will you please just eat me? I can't wait any longer" The crevice between your hip and leg is getting way too much attention. As is the area just above the hair line. From inside of thigh to inside of thigh. Back and forth, making the shape of a rainbow over the center of your sweet spot. Just as I concentrate on that center, your giggle to your self. "Bam Bam Bam.... You can hear Emirril saying it. Badda Bing...Yeah baby, that's how you do it....Now we're cooking with oil! Damn it, why do I have to watch that fucker on the Food Network?" It is good. Oh, so very good. I can't get enough of you and you can not get enough of my tongue, teeth and the sucking that my lungs and cheeks provide. Again, over the edge you go. Not once, but twice. You are nothing but a sweaty mess. "Damnit B, you know I hate to sweat!" You are limp. You feel wasted. As I roll you over you ask "What are you doing? I am done. And you, you Mr. Best-lover-in-the-world, you haven't even had a turn yet. Again I must ask you, What are you doing?" Without response, I place my teeth onto the back of your skull. You shake as the nerve endings shoot to your brain confused as to whether they are feeling pain or pleasure. Does it tickle or is it erotic? I move to the neck again, over each shoulder and down the center of your back. You are now bent, face and chest on the bed, ass in the air due to the pillow under your stomach and lower abdomen. My spit starts at the top of your ass crack and you feel it trickle until it mixes with your own wetness. "I swear, I think I just felt wetness DRIP to the sheet below me." My tongue glides downward. "Boy, do I have a surprise for him." As my tongue darts in and out of your ass, I taste what seems to be strawberry. "Fuck this is better than I imagined. She WANTS it in the ass! She has pre-lubed her ass for me in anticipation that I was going to ask her to have ass sex. Well I guess I don't have to ask. If she is lubed, she is ready. And DEFINITELY willing!" I stand up and guide my cock between your cheeks. Just the pressure of each cheek holding my cock feels great. I slide up and down rubbing my whole shaft against the entire crease of your ass. You again have started moving, meeting me with movement of your own. "God this feels good. I don't care if he puts it in or not, just the pressure of his shaft against my asshole might be enough to get me off again!" You will never know.....well, I shouldn't say that....you won't know this time because after a few more glides in the crease, you feel the pressure of the head against the resistance of your muscle. "Oh, shit. Here we go. relax, relax, relax. let him in. you wouldn't have prepared if you didn't want him to. you know you could have taken control and flipped him instead of him flipping you. You could have throated him like he likes it and this session would have been over.....Holy shit, I just realized, I haven't tasted him yet. wait, wait, wait....not yet!!! I want to taste you before you enter my ass.......damn that feels good......maybe he'll shower when he's finished and then I can taste him." I am inside you. Going slow. Finding each new inch along the way. Moans from each of us tell the other it is good. Both of you hands are tugging gently on your nipples. You are on your elbows, arms bent inward so you can reach them. I remove one hand from your ass to feel your<b> dampness </font></b>below. You are so wet. "I'm gonna have to save that wet pussy for later.......because I'm done for now....I'm fixin to blow!" I ask if you are ready. You state that you are. I ask if I can shoot it in your mouth. You reply "Yes, but I don't want your dick in my mouth after it's been in my ass" "I understand. Hold it when I am through, because I want to taste myself" , I say. You give me that look that says "You are one kinky motherfucker, Mr. S" You flip over as soon as you feel me leave you in anticipation of the climax yet to be seen. With a knee on either side of your chest, my cock is throbbing, inches away from your face. "Are you gonna ruin my make-up, Mr. S?" "Not if you are skilled enough to catch every drop.", I say. Mouth open, eyes focused on my facial expressions, you put your lips over the head of my dick out of habit, forgetting that my cock had just seconds earlier been in your ass until you smell and taste the strawberry lube. It's too late to pull away. The first shot of my cum enters your mouth. The next adds to it. You are like an animal that hasn't eaten in days. You can't seem to get enough of it. You are now sucking, actually sucking the cum from my balls. The feeling is fantastic. I pull away, unable to take the intensity any longer. You swallow. "Not bad, not bad at all" you state. "Still want to taste yourself?" you ask. "There might be a little still in here" you say pointing to your mouth, "if you are still interested". I look into your eyes. "You are so, so bad, Ms D." I say before our lips meet again.  |
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1/10/2007 5:34 pm |
A pantyliner isn't enough. More like a super maxi. Nicely done.
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