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Seredipitous Epicurean Delights
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Seredipitous Epicurean Delights Pansy is an amazing woman who was looking for the long haul of a day and into the night and on towards early morning experience. After having sucked me dry several times, having had intercourse, and all of that AFTER she had climaxed at least FOUR times moaning, quivering, quaking, and hollering so loud I knew the neighbors knew what we are about, she was such a delightful sexual partner. I was blown away. Exhausted, lying together in bed, she was still wanting flesh on flesh, but spoke up with a request, "Do you think we could go out and find something to eat? I am starving." "Sure," I responded, as I was hungry myself, but so exhausted, I thought we'd just call it an early night. But this was not to be the case. "I know there are a lot of places around here, but I am from here. What do you like?" she inquired. Looking at my watch, it was around 7:30 PM on a Saturday Night and I told her, "My favorite place to eat is in East Ridge, The Epicurean, a Greek restaurant." "Let's go there. I have never been there?" she asked. The story is that we drove down to the place and had a lovely meal with lots of spinach, greek salad, and those delicious pastries...it was all wonderful and being in her company was simply electrifying. As the meal passed my body came back to life and I was refreshed and so alive! No need to go into details about that dinner....it was awesome and her body language was so awesome toward me. She made me feel like a man, totally affectionate...touching me during the meal...it was like we were old married couple. Of course, we were not. Our knowing was still in the first 24 hours of having met over cornbread! "How are you feeling?" she called me by name to find out. "Pansy," I looked her in the face, "You have re-energized me by having dinner with me and I feel so alive! Thank you." "May I ask a favor of you?" she smiled when she spoke as if there was something funny about to happen. "Can we go downtown to my favorite sex shop and just look around. You don't have to buy me anything if you don't want to. I am not a gold digger. I just like to go and my husband does not go with me ever. He is such a prude." "Are you kidding me?" I laughed and looked as if the idea was crazy so much so that her response made me know just how sensitive an issue this was for her. The frown was a sad one and it made me sad to see her like this when she spoke, "You too? I thought you'd be different, but I guess not. I am sorry. I've had an awesome time since meeting you today, but I guess everything good thing has to come to an end?" I felt a pit in my stomach. She misunderstood me, so I tried to assure her going to her sex shop was fine with "Pansy, I am tickled to go with you to a sex shop and I did not mean otherwise." "Her face lit up like a at Christmas, "Really? I thought you were saying No?" I paid the bill and she held me tight as we went out the door where I opened the car door and she turned and kissed me a very passionate kiss. In the car she held my hand and rubbed my neck. I rubbed her leg and thigh next to me as she sat as close as she could to me over the console. The store she wanted to go to was downtown and had easy parking. She was so funny walking around picking up dildos and vibrators and talking about her experiences with them. To this point I had not even mentioned my little black bag of toys in the trunk. There had been no need! But her body was so tall and thin, she easily could wear any of the lingerie for sale and I told her to pick one out to take to the run and model for me. I told her I wanted to take some pictures of her in sexy lingerie. Valentine's Day had passed, but the store had a lot of red velvet with white furry trim outfits. Of course they looked cheap, but on her, they were so sexy...and she got one with a black shiny leather belt. Then she selected a black leather crop. "Do you ever spank a partner?" she turned and asked me picking up the leather crop. "I have and I enjoy it some," I told her. "Good. Let's go play some in the room," and we were out the door after paying for the items. Again, on the way to the room, we had maybe thirty minutes to talk...her hands were all over me..."You ready to play some more?" she asked. "I am ready to see you model your new outfit and maybe whip you some with the crop...is that what you want?" "Yes,but I also want to suck your dick again and make sure you are well drained before you fuck me doggy style again....with my outfit on...and you can take some pictures if you promise to just keep them private and not post anywhere online. I don't want my husband, who I know cruises the internet, to see my picture on there!" She was very serious in the tone of her voice. "You and I did not meet on some porn site," she was straight forward and very stern," and I do not play with men from off the internet. We met in an honest way at the festival today. Am I not hot enough to be able to meet a man without doing that? When I go to church in the morning I do not want to feel any guilt about what I do. I am a woman with a need, not some slut." And she sat after that explode rather quietly....and I was worried. I remained silent when she broke the silence, "So, have you decided whether you will come to my church tomorrow?" she looked my way searching for my response. "Is that what you want or would that be a problem for you? I do not want to be a problem. I know your church and I have even been to worship there and it is a good church." I truthfully told her. "No, I want you to worship Jesus as I do and be the Man God intended you to be. You are a fun person and a great lover. I know you are unhappy at home...I could see that in your eyes when I first saw you coming down the cornbread alley talking to the vendors. I knew you were like me and that together we'd click. I know you are concerned. My boys will be there, yes, and I don't expect us to even acknowledge that we know each other...but yes, I would feel happy to see you in the pew." We had arrived back to the room..it was almost Midnight...the day's activities were taking a toll on me, but the only part of my body that was hurting really was my face and that was from the sun I'd gotten earlier in the day at the festival. The rest of my body had rejuvenated and was ready for the next adventure. I got her out of the car and she was being so affectionate.....rubbing the back of my head and neck....she kissed me on my ear as I turned to close the car door and retrieve our packages to take into the room. Opening the door, she grabbed the bags and went into the bedroom and to the bathroom. I figured she was changing into the outfit, so I undressed down and put on some shorts I had. When she stepped out of the bathroom, I was so overwhelmed by her beauty...she had changed up her long hair and made a twisted French bun atop that really looked hot with her red outfit. She held the crop in her hand smiling. I embraced her and kissed her in a long and passionate standing up action, slipping my hands under the skirt to feel what was there and there was nothing..only her wet pussy dripping with desire. we stepped back from each other and I took the crop in hand and said, "You are such a naughty girl....you need a spanking!" She lay across the bed and I lifted the skirt and "Slash....I came down on her buttocks with a moderate force and watched with delight as she squirmed. "Oh yeah! Give me more..harder, please...I promise to be a good girl." she whined in a different voice than I ever had heard up until now. She was role playing, so I stepped up my game. "Slut, you deserve to be<b> whipped. </font></b>I'm gonna make your butt red on fire and then you gonna crawl over here and pull down my shorts and suck my big phat dick and swallow my cum...that's your punishment for being such a bad girl!" I sternly told her in a deep dark dank voice. In her little girl voice she agreed, "Okay Daddy...just don't stop making me be your girl and send me away." "You aren't going anywhere" and I<b> whipped </font></b>her ass into a glowing red streak of leather whip marks. "I want you in me," she rolled over and lifted her legs as if to receive me. I came down on her stomach with the crop, "No..if you won't take nay more lashes, come suck me dry. Off the bed she came..crawling over to me as I stood back from the bed...pulled down my drawers and stuck her finger in my butt and wiggled it around while she sucked on me...licked my balls...and in less than two minutes she had me...and I pulled away and stroked my shaft to explode my load on her face. She wiped her face dry and cleaned her face kneeling before me and then went over to the bed and lifting her legs high...still in the costume outfit...."Fuck me now?" "I thought you wanted it doggy style?" I inquired. "Oh yeah, right..." she turned over on her knees and waited for my entry. As I slipped into her wet pussy she sighed a huge sigh and moved her hips side to side. Her pussy was so wet it was dripping and wetting the bed. I was nowhere ready to cum, even after several minutes of thrusting...and she was making those noises of pleasure taking that told me she was getting what she wanted. Meanwhile, I was not getting the pictures I wanted, so I withdrew and reached for my cell with its camera. She stayed in position as I took several shots from behind of her swollen pussy lips. "Turn over and spread your legs<" I said to her. She said not a word, but rolled over on her back and lifted her skirt to show off her body....so lean and thin....so wet with our juices intertwined...her pussy dripped...some clear, some wet with my sperm cloudy white.Some of the best pictures I have in my private collection is of her after a full day of fucking, being sucked dry, and more..... After the pictures, we took a shower together and came to bed where we got maybe 4-5 hours of sleep before she was up and dressed. "Will I see you at church?" she wanted to know. "Yes, Pansy" I told her laying naked in the bed. "I will be there, but we cannot acknowledge we know each other." "I know," she muttered..."I know...but it will mean the world to me." As she left I thought about her and what had been an active, full twelve hours or more of the most delectable epicurean delight of my life! |
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