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The Youthful Back
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The Youthful Back She came to my hotel room at my request, but I had no idea that the picture posted would do her justice. It is always a toss up on the first date? When the knock at the door came, I was already excited beyond belief as my heart was racing at the prospect of exploring this female's body for my own pleasure, as well as hers. From the time I opened the door, I knew she was high and on something which sorta settled me down, slowed down my heart and reality struck me in the face. Is she so wasted this is going to be a problem? "I have to let you know," she started out by saying straight up with me. "I am in trouble...I need to come down off this high, but I promise you I will make your night one to remember, if you just be gentle with me. I can explain." "No need to explain, come sit over here on the sofa and let us get acquainted." and I led us to sit on the sofa. She was not buying into the sofa at all and asked if she could get comfortable first and excused herself to the bathroom, shut the door and I heard water running and was beginning to get concerned. She had a tote bag on her arm that she clutched when she came in the room and she took it to the bathroom with her without sitting it down. Then in a few minutes, as my heart started racing at all the scenarios that would take place, she bounded out of the bathroom dressed in a bra and panty set overlaid with a camisole that all matched. Her white skin was as if she were blushing, but it was from the hot shower she'd taken I realized, as the wave of moist heat followed her over to me. "Thanks....what do you think now?," she was focused on me intently to see if I was okay with her looks. I scanned her sparsely clothed small frame body all aglow fresh from the shower. She was not enemic or horrid like one of those poor drug addicted whores you often see on the street, but she was very thin for the size of her height, maybe 5'11" without her heels she had discarded in the bathroom with the rest of her things. I took my time in answering, pausing to look her up and down to see if there were marks, tattoos, etc and before I could respond, she asked, "Well?" "Tell me now if you don't like me." she was jittery and kinda floating with twitches of nervousness. I did not know if it was from being high or the meeting me for the first time? "I think you are so beautiful....and so young....I apologize if I make you nervous, but I myself am just a bit overwhelmed by how young you are. How old are you?" I asked. "Twenty-six," she stated as she sat down beside me and turned, sitting on her legs underneath her with searching eyes taking me in...what I wore....what the expression of my face revealed...my hair...she ran the gamut of my body and after a pause of her own spoke, "You are a lot older than me. Never been with a man with white hair and so well dressed. You are not a cop, are you?" "Oh for heaven's sake, No," I replied. "Then, why are you so dressed up to meet me at the door? Most guys are already undressed and wanting to get it on by now." she told me. "Well, I guess I am not like most guys, "I said. "I need to get to know something about you and feel you are safe and willing before I attempt any kind of sexual moves on you." "Really? You mean you might actually want to know something about me?" she smiled and said, "That is different! God, I prayed for a date with someone I could be comfortable with and come down off this high without getting deeper into a fix." she informed me. Still trying to evade the being high business, I asked her,"What time frame do you have tonight with me?" "If you want me to stay the night I promise I will make it worth your while," she coaxed and moved over to kiss me on the rosey red cheek closest to her. That broke the ice...and I asked her to change the way she was seated and sit to my right, turn around and fall back into my arms so I could hold her with her head looking up at me and making herself vulnerable for me to touch her front body. She seemed to like it that I wanted to talk and sit on the sofa close like that and not just jump into sex on the bed. She compliant in every way and as she lay back into my arms, her frail, long, lean body had to fold up in the sofa to fit. It was then I felt her back....and she smelled so wonderful. She had obviously fixed her hair before coming and had put on some perfume that was not too strong, but just right. She turned and looked up into my eyes and I into hers....her pupils were so dilated, I wondered if she was really here? "I like the way you are gentle....your kisses are not rough and your hands are so smooth..." she took one in her hand and rubbed against her bra...so soft and sensual. "I like being here with you," she offered. "Good," I said..."so I with you, but tell me something about yourself, please?" The conversation did not have a chance as she insisted to make advances on my body...first kissing me on my lips.....then she changed positions and sat up on her knees and asked me to stand and let her undress me. First the Coat and tie...then the shirt and when the pants dropped, my hard penis stepped out from the whitey tighties like a spring board. "Oh my, I thought you were shy about your size?" she asked. "I am," I said rather of matter of factly. She popped me in the mouth and began to lick and suck on me and I knew if I did not change that quickly I'd cum way too soon. I wanted to enjoy this long legged beautiful young woman and not loose my interest that easily. "You first," I said to her. "I do not want to have an orgasm until you have had at least one, maybe two or three, "I explained as I pulled her off on me and into that backward embrace....where her back was exposed now to my skin and she felt heavenly. This posture allowed me to kiss her and unlatch her bra, fondle her breasts and run my fingers down her her torso and over her little belly and down to her thighs. he readily responded opening her legs and playing her tongue n my mouth as we kissed. Her breathing was getting more rapid and her glow had not left her skin from exiting the steamy hot shower. She was so turned on. I did not want to know about what made her high. I was hoping it was me...my technique...my exploration of her body. I spread her private lips with my right hand while she was taking a breather from a kiss nibbling on my left ear lobe....sliding her panties off was too easy and moist hole was open to penetrate. I was going slow....taking my time...the hour was about up...and her cell phone rang. "Our time is up," she whispered into my ear," but if you will let me, I want to stay here with you all night and escape the demands of the night elsewhere. Can I stay here?" "You know you can," I was delighted she wanted to be here. With that she turned off her cell phone and it was the night of dreams. Finally I got the nerve to take to the bed and I lay her down on her back and went down on her all the while fondling her breasts which were sensitive to touch and her back kept arching forward and she was writhing in pleasure...moaning and saying things like..."Take me...I am your's"....."Oh, you are so skilled at making love"...I never had a man touch me there like that"....and repeatedly calling out louder than I cared for, "YES! YES! YES!" When she came the first time I was afraid for my life as she hollered out unintelligible words of pleasure taking and demanding, "Don't stop...OMG PLEASE, don't stop!" But her back....what is it about her back...she would spring forward and I'd catch her back and gently she'd fall back on the bed. Later she road me sitting on me with her back to my face and I so enjoyed her back. Not boney or anything like that...not athletic even, but just so pretty with no marks or anything...soft, white skin that seemed to always be blushing with a pink tone. Later when we had<b> intercourse </font></b>her legs were up over my shoulders with me on top, but her back rocked like a cradle in the swinging position. She had a strong back. Eventually her eyes began to darken and her light was slipping away and I knew she was tired. Who is keeping score, but I knew I'd already cum three times and it was well into the night....she had cummed repeatedly BIG and small orgasms until I had lost count. She let me hold her face to face and wrap my arms around her back and I felt she was such a gift from God...so young...so loving...so innocent....so pleasing.....I had her back!  |
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