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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

It’s Saturday morning, and the anticipation is building,

as I wait for you to arrive. I’ve showered and dressed in

the bare minimum of old levis and a black T shirt. The denim

is old and well worn, but the unfamiliar feel of the material

rubbing against my cock, and the thoughts of you in my head

have already half aroused me. I’m killing time, and pottering

around as the arranged hour gets closer, arrives, and passes.

Still no sign of you; have you changed your mind? Maybe you

couldn’t get away… I go to the window as your car pulls up

outside. You get out, and I see that you’re wearing faded

jeans and a yellow top, under a short light brown cotton

jacket. You don’t see me, as I watch you lock the car and walk

to my garden gate.

The bell rings, and I head down the hallway and open the door.

My heart’s starting to beat more powerfully, and there’s

a tightness in my chest when I see your slightly flushed

face. Your eyes are bright, and I know that you’ve been anticipating

this as much as me. Though we’ve been meeting like this for

a while, for some reason, I still feel slightly nervous.

You take off your jacket and we go through the awkward formality

of chatting in the hallway. We quickly run out of small-talk

about the traffic, and how you were delayed in getting away,

and the conversation tails off as I take your hand and our

eyes meet and we boldly hold each other’s gaze. We move closer,

our lips gently brushing, my hands resting on the top of

your hips. I nibble your lower lip, and your arms come up

to encircle my neck. I feel the tip of your tongue pushing

between my lips, and I nip it playfully. You laugh, and thrust

your hips firmly against mine, and my hands move round to

cup your buttocks and hold you to my trapped and quickly

stiffening member.

Our mouths move together again, opening to each other with

moist flowing liquid kisses, your fingers moving in my

hair. I move my lips down your jaw line to kiss your neck.

I know this is one of your favourite erogenous zones, ‘Oh

god..!’ you breathe, as your head moves back to allow me

better access to your throat. You start grinding the front

of your jeans against mine. I’m fully hard now, and I pull

your hips roughly against me, and begin to thrust slowly

but powerfully against you through the fabric.

You release my neck, to pull off your top, and as you pull

it over your head, I’ve already released the clasp on your

brassiere. In a fumble of arms and clothes, I pull down your

bra and kiss the tops of your breasts, my tongue flicking

over the soft skin. I know how sensitive your breasts are,

and how much you like your nipples to be stimulated, and

I’m ready for you as your arms stiffen around my neck, and

moaning, you move your upper body to work the erect brown

nub between my eager lips. I make a guttural animal noise

as I suck you fiercely, wetly into my mouth, and one of my

hands moves to your back, to brace you, as I press my face

against you, my other hand stroking, cupping and squeezing

the breast that I’m sucking on. Your breathing is fast and

ragged, as is mine. I move my mouth to your other breast,

while firmly, wetly squeezing the other saliva coated

nipple between thumb and forefinger.

Still attending to your breasts, I move the flat of my palm

down, and over your stomach, pushing the tips of my fingers

into the top your jeans. There’s too much resistance, so

I tweak the top stud out of its buttonhole, and pull the zip

down halfway. My hand moves back to your stomach, and though

I sometimes like to tease, this time I push my hand down firmly,

but gently to cup your sex, and I can feel, that, like me,

you’ve decided to forego underwear.

I move my hungry mouth from your breast to look at you. Your

eyes are closed, you’re breathing hard, and as I kiss you,

you groan and run your hand down my arm to press my hand more

firmly against the heat between your legs. I’m rubbing

the outside of your pussy slowly, but with a small movement

of my hand, and a twitch of your hips, you gasp as my fingers

find your wetness, then begin rubbing gently up and down

the slippery slit. Your legs almost give way as I rub the

slick juice into your clit, and you brace your arms around

my neck, before I quickly slip two fingers inside you. Allowing

my hand to take your weight you grind your slippery pussy

against me, fucking my fingers as I let my thumb gently massage

your clitoris, the smell of you starting to fill the room.

I want you to come, as I love the sounds you make, the way your

body moves, and the way you cry out my name as you orgasm -

but this time, it’s not to be, as you have other ideas.

‘I want you in my mouth’, you breathe, as you move slightly,

and my fingers slip out of you. You open my jeans, and I slip

my T-shirt over my head, as your hands and lips begin to work

their magic on me. I look down, as you take my stiff cock between

your lips, one of my hands moving gently in your hair, the

other stroking your shoulder then moving down to fondle

your breast and nipple. Your eyes are half closed, but as

your cheeks hollow to suck me harder, you glance up and catch

me looking at you. You take your mouth from me and raise your

mouth to be kissed, and as I stoop to oblige, your hand cups

my cock and holds it to your breast. We kiss awkwardly, and

your shoulders move as you rub your breast against my erection.

Following the pressure of your hand on my cock, I drop to

my knees, and you push me down onto my back on the rug.

Lying on top of me, between my legs the palm of your hand presses

against the top of my shaft, as you rub your left breast against

my penis. The contrast of the silky smoothness of your breast,

and the rough hardness of your erect nipple against the

head of my cock is electric. All the time, I’m running my

fingers through your hair, and fondling and squeezing

your right breast and nipple, our bodies one minute moving

slowly and sensuously together, then more forcefully.

I urgently grasp your back and pull you down onto me my hips

grinding up and down, fucking the delicious velvet of your

breast. The feeling’s so good, that we both lose ourselves

in the sensation, our backs arching periodically, straining

to kiss and exchange tongues as we move together.

Than, surprisingly suddenly; too suddenly, my climax

comes, and I just have time to gasp out my apology, before,

powerfully and unstoppably my first spasm hits, and I start

to come.

The first jolt comes over your erect and suddenly slippery

nipple, but in that same instant you move your head down

to take my pulsing cock deep into your mouth, your cheeks

moving, rapidly sucking up the rest of my cum, your hand

quickly firmly working my shaft and balls for every drop,

while my hips heave under your insistent lips and tongue.

Your eyes are half closed, and you’re moaning gently, as

I feel your free hand moving rapidly between your legs,

pleasuring yourself. At the same time as you’re servicing

my cock, I’m stroking and squeezing your left breast, now

slick with my cum and our mingled sweat. It’s one of the most

intense and unconventional orgasms I've ever experienced,

and though I feel guilty about taking my pleasures first

on this occasion, I adore you for such a spontaneous wonderful

experience.

Eventually you’ve sucked me dry, and, though spent, I take

control - rolling you onto your back, and pushing you down

hard onto the rug, I French kiss you deeply and slowly. I

can smell and taste the saltiness of my climax on your mouth,

as you slip your tongue between my lips. I kiss down your

neck and throat, your skin slick and moist, your breath

coming in short quiet gasps. My cum has smeared over your

breast, and I lick it off you, before sucking your breast

into my mouth, my tongue working against your nipple, then

moving back to kiss your mouth again. I begin to rub the whole

length of my body against you as we kiss, then moving aside,

my hand once again moves down between your sticky thighs

to tease and finger your slippery slit.

Kissing my way down your body, my hands grasp your buttocks,

as my mouth and tongue trace over your stomach to the top

of your thigh. Your hand moves to my head, as your hips begin

to writhe, urgently trying to impale your cunt on my tongue.

I tease you for a while, tasting your thighs and running

my hands up your body to cup your breasts, before once again

taking your behind in my hands and pulling your pussy to

my mouth. The rich thick smell of your sex fills my nostrils,

and the whole room reeks of us, as I thrust my rigid tongue

deep inside you, your groans spurring me on as I alternate

between licking your clit, and using my tongue like a small

hard cock inside you. Wrapping my left arm behind your hips,

and freeing my other hand, I pull you even closer to my face,

then stroking up your thigh with my right hand, again inserting

first one, then two fingers into your hot wet hole as I lick

the sensitive erect little bud just above.

Starting gently, then faster and harder your moans and

my thrusts become more intense, and my little finger slides

easily between your buttocks, slippery with the mingling

of our sweat, saliva and your juice. I gently work the tip

of my pinkie into your tight anus, and I can feel your nails

raking my back as you cry out, your climax building, then

as you start to come, my mouth moves back to lick deeply at

your hot slippery wetness, the complex taste of you changing

as your thighs begin to spasm, your grip tight on my shoulders

and head, as thrusting uncontrollably you ride my mouth

to orgasm.

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By *innamon!Woman  over a year ago

no matter

Phew...

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