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Passionate Kisses  

Robinsnestisbest 52F
242 posts
8/3/2018 3:34 pm
Passionate Kisses


I saw him at an event. He was with a cool lady as her canvas of the evening. Handsome, intelligence, witty, although he was too far away to have direct conversation, I enjoyed watching and listening to him.

With sweet pleasure and joy, he messaged me the next day. I responded bluntly saying that I wanted his cock. Maybe that was a little forward as he wasn't sure how to take the next step. I advised him it was quite simple, ask me out. Silence. Sigh.

One week later, he asks me if I will join him for a<b> hike </font></b>and a cabin in Big Bear. Blush, yes, yummy! I know he is an experienced outdoorsman and look forward to hiking with him. He arranges the honeymoon cottage and jokes about not getting the wrong idea. I wanted to lolly back if it was ok if we role played, but decided he might get the wrong idea himself.

I haven't been on an adventure in a while of this caliper. Everything added to a deliciously sleepless night before. He was suppose to pick me up at 8:00 a.m., but I texted at 2:00 a.m. that 10:00 a.m. would most likely be better. Near 6 a.m. he said ok, but as I was still wired, I suggested we leave at our original time. As I had no response, sleep finally met me around 6:30 a.m. and I shot him a message saying 10:00 a.m. was fine.

He arrived early, moments after my alarm went off. Quickly I showered and prepared for our adventure. Down the stairs I flew to the manly chariot that awaited. He stepped out of the vehicle I was quite impressed, by the light of day he looked significantly younger than when I had laid eyes upon him in the evening light. Well into his 60's he was as young and fit as if he was still in his 40's. I had two errands I needed to accomplish before we progressed and he was a charming companion for both.

As we headed into the grey day, we did the introduction of who we are and what we've experienced in the lifestyle. I started to touch his arm, he had on a shirt rolled to three quarters length and his flesh was calling my name. Soon a long forgotten habit emerged. I slipped out of my shoes and placed my feet on his dashboard as one delicious moan after another escaped his lips. Electricity flowed from my hand into his smooth skin. His entire body was one humongous erogenous zone and each note I hit intensified the harmony. We held hands and could not stop trembling. It was impossible to tell who was more turned on by the other.

The first orgasm slipped out as we were going up the mountain range. I was sucking and nibbling on his thumb. His moan sounded like the release being granted by my clenching love nest. I joined in his resonating bliss and the pleasure flowed freely. Two more crescendos before we entered the thick fog. Unfortunately I had to stop holding his hand so that both hands could be on the wheel. It was hard not to notice all of my lustful endeavors had left a very pronounced effect on his cock.

We pulled over, the tension was too great. Snap, snap, snap, buttons and belts, everything hastily removed so that his swollen flesh and my mouth could collide. His moans were louder and more urgent. His cock was thick and the head was meaty. I wanted to devour him completely. He said stop, I thought he was about to ejaculate, however another vehicle had pulled into our turnout.

Onward and upward the vehicle traveled into the sunlight. It was a shock to the system after days of grey to see such brilliant light. The clouds were an endless sea of white and silver. Such a perfect view, such amazing company. Another hour of fondling and we finally arrive.

Rustic and quaint, the little cottages sat in dense wood. I couldn't keep my hands off his shapely ass as we checked into the little haven. We were so thoroughly wrapped up into each other that neither of us noticed that we had not received the key until after we had parked. Skipping around like schoolkids, we giggled as we retrieved the key and loaded our luggage into the cabin.

Wow...big bed, six pillows stacked high in two piles. Rock fireplace, wood floors, leather couch, two person Jacuzzi bath tub, mirrors strategically placed including a 45 degree angle that showed the bed while laying on the bed in great detail. This by far was more charming than any picture he had sent.

His eyes captivate me as we breathe in the freedom of our first moment truly alone. He has never liked the term Daddy, due to a previous bad encounter with a Daddy/babygirl couple. He allows me to use the term on him and I adore the twinkle in his eye at the sound of it escaping my lips. We kiss for what seems like eternity, his thin soft lips up against my fuller pout. He bites, I nibble, we move our tongues in beautiful waves ebbing and flowing in and out of each other's wet, warm and inviting mouths. He is catlike in his ability to hold my gaze, without blinking we stare deep into each others eyes as each movement produces exquisite sensations. Still clothed, our hands are pawing at each other's flesh as if trying to carve away inside of each other.

He starts to unbuckle his britches or maybe it was my hands fumbling clumsily upon the clasps. I have been feeling his hard cock for hours now and my patience is gone. I drag him to the leather couch and sit down so I can be at a perfect height to taste him. Beautifully thick and long, he didn't give himself enough credit for his blessings. I used every bit of self control I could muster to slowly tease with my tongue and lips long before I put his head inside my mouth. Kissing his cock as passionately as his lips I look up into his eyes and melt into bliss. I trace my tongue around the mushroom head. He is so vocal with his pleasure, I am aware these sensations are eliciting a perfect response. I suck gently on his balls as a final tease before I run my tongue up his shaft, I close my mouth as I reach the head. My lips gently part with perfect pressure as I slowly go down his shaft. Creating suction, I wiggle my tongue gently as I get further down. At the base, I open my lips and undulate my tongue to his sexy gasps and groans.

I angle myself to where I can see his face. The reflections of light in his glasses mask some of the hues in his eyes, but I can see that he is watching me intently. Holding his shirt back, I lolly between gazing fancifully at him and giving my full effort in showing of my cock sucking skills. Time slips and I am hungry. I mention my needs, the afternoon is already well past standard eating schedules. We are standing beside the couch, when he makes it dominantly clear that he is going to get his chance to feast before we depart.

My natural instinct when put in this situation as my readers know, is to decline. I have a sensitive urethra opening and am prone to UTI's from deeply probing tongues and fingers finding the wrong hole. Looking in his eyes, I earnestly could not think of a reason to refuse. I wanted all of this man's passion. I desired to see if he was one of the few that I could earnestly relax and enjoy. I wanted my hands to run through his hair more. I said yes, knowing he knew exactly what he was diving into.

Only women bleed, and I do...massively. Propping my ass up onto the armrest of the couch and giving him a comfy pillow to kneel upon. His fingers fully pulled back my labia. He looked into my eyes for one last assurance before diving deeply inside with his tongue. His divine skills drove me to orgasmic bliss instantly, but he would not be deterred. Like a ferocious lion he devoured me. Sucking, licking and prodding, he took my breath away. If it was not for the internal flow controls, I would have been squirting all over his face repeatedly. When an hour had passed, he finally came up for breath. In earnest, I insisted as I get sick if I get too hungry. His face was covered in my blood. Like a tawdry vampire novelette I attacked his face with my long and thick tongue lapping up every visible proof of pleasure. His eyes were closed as I methodically removed all of the blood. Then we kissed. My scent and taste were somehow more potent inside of his mouth. I must confess, we lost more time as our lips feverishly sought out each other.

TIME TO EAT! I know he brought food, but he said we were going out. I was in need of iron and more blood, so we settled on a deli that came highly recommended. How he could stay in the lines, follow the road rules, etc. are completely beyond me...he was too cum drunk to get us there without a few wrong turns, giggles. Knowing my feet on his dashboard was a major turn on, I used my entire arsenal of arousal to fluster him. The sandwich shop had food that we both desired. I was thrilled to discover he likes his spice/heat as well. The waitstaff exercised extreme patience with our flirty distractions of each other. We agreed for multiple reasons it was better if we ate outside. Thankfully, it took a long time for our food to come. We played with each other's hands, stared into each other's eyes, and kissed often. At one moment, I really wanted to flash him with an upskirt moment, but the lady in the window was watching us and I did not want to get into trouble. The food arrived, and we were satiated and satisfied. He let me eat his pickle

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