Engagement of the Senses
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Posted:Dec 18, 2014 6:16 pm
Last Updated:Dec 20, 2014 3:10 am
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This is a piece which I wrote for a beautiful red haired girl (yes, just like the unobtainable one in the Charlie Brown Specials). She wanted me to address a fantasy involving two male lovers. She is smart, sweet and sparkly and the man who fulfills her desires will be extremely fortunate indeed! He had best appreciate her.
Engagement of the Senses
We sit on the terrace of a restaurant, having seafood and Riesling, enjoying pleasant conversation about a wide variety of topics from current events to string theory. A nice flan finishes off the meal followed by more conversation and a nice walk upon the beach, we sit and talk for a while, watching a summer lightning storm, waay off in the gulf and as we both gaze off into the far distance at the light show nature is providing, our conversation comes to a halt and you lean your head upon my shoulder. I turn to gently kiss the top of your head and you raise your face to mine. Our lips gently brush against each other and electricity, much like what we've been watching but on a much smaller scale, passes between us. The interplay of our tongues, tentative at first but gradually increasing in lustful intensity causes our bodies to respond physiologically in their own unique ways and you grasp my hand and say "let’s go upstairs"…
We go to our room, perched high over the beach and continue our kissing on the balcony, overlooking the waves crashing against the shore, their crests phosphorescent, in front of the backdrop of heat lightning still off in the distance. You feel my hardness pressed against the cheeks of your sexy ass while I gently kiss and nibble your shoulder and lick the base of your neck, then up to your hairline. This sends shivers down your spine and causes your nipples to become ultra-sensitive and erect, your clit too, for that matter and you grind yourself back into me causing us both to groan huskily. I lead you off of the balcony and to the bed where I disrobe you...slowly, garment by garment until all of you emerges. There for me to see in the semi-darkness, to feast my eyes upon, as I have wanted to do since the first time we met. I kiss your lips, your throat, breasts and stomach and begin to tease you by running my tongue down toward your yearning womanhood but before I satisfy my desire for you in that manner…
I ask you to lay down upon your stomach and, straddling your upper thighs, my incessant, throbbing hard-on making my desires clear to you, I begin to firmly knead the area just above your buttocks with my thumbs, pressing inward and upward, hitting those sensitive nerve endings just above your pelvis until your hips start to move in an almost imperceptible rhythm. My hands begin to work their way up your spinal column, manipulating each knot of tension and stress out of your body until you are totally relaxed. My strong hands spread over your rear delts and I powerfully massage those muscles releasing all the harmful chemicals encased within. As I slowly work my way back down, I concentrate on the back, farther away from your spine until my thumbs are back where they started, kneading those cute indentations but my hands encircle your hips this time, causing you to again begin to raise and undulate your hips as if to music which I can't hear…
I lower my face to softly kiss your buttocks before moving a bit further down. I gently encircle your sexy ankles and softly kiss one, then the other, using my tongue to lightly brush them in a circular motion until slowly, picking the left leg at random, begin to lay a train of kisses up your well-shaped calf until I lightly flick my tongue back and forth along that sensitive area behind your knee. Your soft and slight moaning is getting to me as I continue my trek, my quest up toward that goal that you want, no, that WE want me to reach. I kiss and tenderly suck the skin of your inner thighs, each in turn...don't want anyone to feel left out, do we? You are so excited and swollen with desire and anticipation that I can feel the heat emanating from your sweet well lubricated flower even before my slightly parted lips meet it. Before they do, you involuntarily raise your hips and push back to join my eager lips with your own...
The arousing scent of you, the torrid wetness of your arousal draws me to you as if your genitals and my mouth were of opposite polarities and our lips meet in a passionate interplay. You, so turned-on that those pussy lips practically suck upon my mouth and me, wanting so badly to taste you, to possess your sex for a time, even if only for the course of an evening or a thousand, to make it respond with fully inflamed passion to my aroused ministrations...
I employ the flat, softened surface of my tongue to gently wash over your entire vulva and harden it just a bit, then lightly graze your back door before it returns to cover you once again, bathed in your wetness. You shiver slightly with the intensity of it and I can feel your lips part as your core opens up in its desire to be engaged. Sucking your lips softly together between my own, my tongue passes between them and just comes in contact with the most nerve filled portion of your opening bringing forth a sharp intake of your breath and an immediate expulsion of noise, something between a cry and a moan as I continue to be driven in providing you with oral pleasure…
You are getting closer to your orgasmic plateau when there is a soft knocking on the door. “Fuck” you exclaim as our intense spell of personal pleasure is broken. “Better see what it is” you say as I reluctantly disengage, wrap a towel around my midsection, my bulging hard-on evidencing itself. I go to the door and examine the intruder, then unchain it and let him in…
Baby, this is John. Remember when we were talking about getting together and you shared your fantasy for being with two lovers at the same time? Well tonight fantasy becomes reality. So just lay there and be the beautiful, sexy woman that you are and we will take care of the rest. You have by now lain down on your stomach with your sexy, womanly ass in the air, your head turned toward the side, a quizzical look on your face changing to one of wanton desire as you ponder the possibilities…
Really turned on now, you huskily beckon us forward. I drop my towel as my still inflamed erection pops into view once again. Walking around to your side I mount your supine body, my thick, heavy erection plopping itself down as I mount you to nestle itself between your cheeks as you reach forward to stroke John still confined within his clothing. You encircle his already aroused manhood through the pants gauging its length and thickness and give a throaty laugh of appreciation. “You’ve done your work well” you say to me as you unzip and free his penis, gazing at it as you begin to pump it, then leaning slightly forward to take it within the confines of your hot, wet mouth…
John moans in appreciative pleasure as you begin to work your lips and tongue upon him while I rub my throbbing and engorged shaft with its large, crimson helmet against your clit, erect and sopping with your juices. You feel an electric shock each time the ridge at the back of my swollen glans engages your button, flicking it as I ride you, just as your tongue is flicking the underside of the weapon in your mouth…
I feel even more liquid being produced by your super-excited twat and back up just a bit, emplacing my throbbing erection at your pulsating entrance. All the while you make love with your mouth to the other cock with which you get to contend. I enter you carefully yet with dispatch, causing another sharp intake of breath as your body adjusts to its girth. And you take John within your mouth for the first time. You feel like a completed circuit with two big, beautiful cocks within your body, yours to play with and be ravished by…
As I withdraw my manfully meaty member, a slight moan escapes you at the immediate loss of licentious sensation but as I approach your head, doing excellent work upon the penis encased therein, you turn from him momentarily as I say “I want you to suck on both our cocks”. “Suck your juices from mine baby”. As you begin to apply your swollen sensuous lips to my thick penis, you erotically lick all about the crimson crown, feeling every facet of its shape, taste and texture while pumping John’s manly shaft to an even rhythm. You kiss the side of my cockhead and continue to trail sucking kisses down to my balls, bathing them in saliva as your other hand reaches up to lustfully pump and lightly twist my shaft causing me to give my own sharp intake of breath with the intensity of the feelings. You Pull our cocks together so that you can kiss both of them at the same time, your tongue licking the pre-cum from each swollen head and you rub their smooth surfaces all over your lips and face as you go back and forth from one to the other like a that doesn’t know what dinner bowl contains the most delectable morsel...
You take John’s shaft as deeply into your hot, wet mouth as possible as you play with his balls and your other hand caresses my testicles. Then, making sucking sounds as you pull it out, you turn to me and shove your head down upon my thick member, your throat constricted and your eyes tearing up just a bit, soft mewling sounds emanating from you...
The sounds coming from you as we receive this gift are really making the both of us hot and excited, both of our dicks are getting as hard as Chinese geometry, our balls tightening up as we get closer to a point of no return. You grasp both of our wieners by their thick empurpled shafts and as your tongue dances between them, flicking both heads rapidly on the underside of their glans, your hands continue to milk and twist, milk and twist until with loud groans in stereo, our white, milky, sweet and salty essence bathes your face, coats your lips and as they part, fills your greedy mouth with our respective seed...
We go out on the balcony, watching moonlight play over the waves below and sit around the table as I spin up a nice, thick, perfect joint…Just like my cock, for you two to share and then go inside, open the freezer and extract three martini glasses and a bottle of Bombay Blue Sapphire. Then from the fridge I secure a bottle of Martini & Rossi dry vermouth. Pouring a little of it in each glass in rapid succession I then roll each glass in turn so that the vermouth leaves a frozen rime inside and then adding the rocket fuel, er, gin and a toothpick with two olives alternating with two cocktail onions in each and finally coating each rim with a twist of lemon, I bring them out for us to relax with...
You and John are making good use of the Trainwreck and we sit quietly and comfortably imbibing our respective poisons and catching our collective breath as we watch the beauty of the gulf in eveningtime as it enfolds before us.
The pot is making you horny and the liquor is loosening up all of our inhibitions so when you start to rub your hands up our thighs and sensuously stroke our organs you are met with absolutely no resistance and in fact, rather are happy to feel a rapid thickening and engorgement taking place...
Now it’s our turn to provide you with pleasure! We bring you back inside, your nipples diamond hard from the cool breezes which had washed over us on the terrace and both of us begin to love on and make love to your breasts. Softly stroking them, grazing a thumb barely over a nipple, a tiny kiss atop one and a flicking of the tongue over the other. You are buzzed from the smoke and loose from the liquor and you go with the feelings washing over your body. I rise a bit to kiss you, just at the juncture of the jawline and your slender feminine neck causing goosebumps to rise over your beautifully freckled body and a flush to come to your beautifully sun-dappled face. A true red headed beauty you are, a Celtic priestess ready to be worshiped. And worshiped you shall be. As I kiss you, my hand softly holding your hair at the base of your scalp, the pressure exerted is both electrifying and stimulating for you...
John kisses his way down your very sexy torso, those womanly curves that are so maddeningly exciting to just about any man other than a deceased homosexual, and slides down upon the bed between your legs. Kissing you near your delta of Venus, the scent of your arousal a stimulant all of its own, he has a compulsion to taste you, to make love to your pussy with his face and as he grabs your buttocks, pulls you into him like a hungry on a hot summer day does to a slice of watermelon. You moan out your passion into my mouth as our tongues slash passionately at each other…
His tongue is working magic upon your still sensitive clit and swollen labia giving you the oral pleasure which you crave, while I am tongue kissing you, tenderly but with passion stirring your fires of lust for the both of us. As you moan into my mouth from the pleasure down below, I softly flick my thumbs back and forth over your nipples increasing your arousal and degree of wetness. You need to feel your holes completely filled and therefore, you reluctantly disengage from the both of us and lead me over to the bed...
Knowing what you are up to, I lay down upon it and you straddle my thighs, feeling their firmness beneath your strong yet supple legs. You reach downward and rub my rampant hammer up and down your cleft, over and over your clit and all the way back so that my head kisses your tingly asshole. John is watching you do this and slowly strokes his cock back to full erection. You whine a little as your pussy aches to be filled and I shift my hips a bit to accommodate you, my lower legs off the end of the bed and your delightfully delicious bum in the air...
You let out a gasp as you impale yourself upon my thick shaft, the head spreading your insides as it makes its way deeper inside of you. I grasp your hips, at the juncture of your waist…that beautiful curvy area so well presented in your main profile photo, and I plunge your body down forcefully upon mine. A little exclamation mid-way between a soft scream and a yelp escapes your lips as your excitement coats my sex, and yours as well...
As you ride me, my hard salami buried to the hilt within your sugar walls, you lean forward so that our lips can meet and that’s when you feel the prominent head of John’s penis at your back entrance. Thank goodness that you are so turned on and wet because tingly with excitement as your backside entrance is, a thrill of trepidation runs through you as you reach back and spread your buttocks to ease his entry.
A moment’s pressure, and his head slips in. You let out a gasp of pleasure and relief, feeling his glans and shaft moving smoothly within you and feeling the thin membrane of tissue being stimulated in at least two directions at once as my cock fills your pussy and his, your ass. You rock back and forth, suspended for a time between these two weapons of mass corruption as we both take our pleasure with you, and you with us until you begin panting like the bitch in heat which you have become and with gasps and screams, announce your orgasm to the world.(or at least to those in this wing of the building) Sure hope the cops don’t think that a murder’s being committed, but your loud, lusty and labored cries do not abate as orgasm after orgasm courses through your body, your mind, and even your being…you are cumming so very hard...
Suddenly, without you knowing, John and I exchange a glance and in one movement, with you still impaled upon the rotisserie, we both stand up and fuck you back and forth between us like some sensuous version of the Saturday Night Live skit with the two New Jersey dance club douches, You wrap your legs around my waist and as you start to whimper again whilst nearing another orgasmic plateau, John and I laugh like and high five each other, just in time for your orgasm, completing the Eiffel Tower to which I had made reference...
As your climax causes your body to shudder whilst impaled between the two of us, I can feel you beautiful pussy milk my cock along its entire length. Gawd I’d love to shoot my juice deep into you again but I also want to do so much more with the two of you before I spend myself again. So, after this last orgasm has finally abated and you are left, quivering slightly in its aftereffects, we move over toward the bed and I reluctantly disengage from that beautiful cunt of yours as you sit upon John, his big slab of meat still deeply ensconced within your backside. Your bodies slowly move as one, his cock, still stirring your pot as you assume a more prone position.
This puts your beautifully sun dappled face even with my cock and gives you the opportunity to taste you lovely juices. You avail yourself of this treat and start kissing and sucking upon my shaft, down to the balls, big and tight with excitement, and up to the head, equally tight and swollen with engorgement. You kiss it and then take it entirely with the wet, wanton, tropical contents of your mouth, your tongue dancing about in sensual rhythm as a moan of pleasure escapes both of our lips at the same time. Yours, from the tactile taste and stinging sensation of two thick cocks within various parts of your anatomy and me, from the prurient pleasure your mouth provides...
I reach down and fondly fondle your tasty twat, rubbing two fingers of my hand along your luscious, libidinous labia and straddling your clit, giving you indirect stimulation thereupon. The third finger goes right into your hot hole and feels your opening kiss and suck upon it ever so slightly as it did with so much greater intensity just a few minutes before to my turgid meat...
The intensity of that big, thick cock stretching your asshole, my fingers playing with and manipulating your stiff, swollen lips, sensitive opening and erect clitoris, coupled with the tactile sensation and taste of my hot, heavy and full erection, coated with your lovely juices is just what you’ve been craving and you ride the train of sultry sensation for a period suspended in time…trapped in the intense stimulative enjoyment of it. I carefully reach into you, feeling that slippery lubricant of lust entirely coating my fingers, running into the palm of my hand and down the crack of your luscious ass. They enter you (my fingers that is) and softly probe for the g spot. A moan, and increase in the tempo of your hips, impaled as you are upon your rear paramour, lets me know that I’ve struck gold…or at least something of significance. Plus I can sense through tactile experience, that slight thickness and sponginess of your internal tissue...
As your soft, sensual and stirring moans slowly become louder and more shrill, I slowly stoke your internal fires at the front, as John banks the flames of your passion from the rear, concentrating the intensity of your desire until with a long scream of indescribable pleasure, somewhat confined by the throbbing penis in your mouth, you begin to buck and convulse with uncontrollable abandon as your squirt courses from you, I remove my hand and softly slap your clit as you gush forth a torrent of your love. You feel John’s motions increase in fervor and intensity and my thick penis swell between your lips as both of us add our liquid of lust to your body and you cum even harder with the thought of it. Our bodies shuddering within the confines of yours, acting as a conduit for our passion. You finally pass out as the intensity of it robs you of all reason and accountability and we softly move your body up on the bed, cover it with the bed clothing. I kiss your damp and slightly feverish forehead, your beautiful long locks of darkly titian hair sticking to it and let you rest in the well-earned arms of Morpheus…TBC
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Morning Wood You?
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Posted:Dec 18, 2014 10:19 am
Last Updated:Dec 23, 2014 7:58 am
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There's little which I find more enjoyable than a rare Sunday morning when I am not working... Note: I have separated the paragraphs for the grammar nazis.
Morning-Wood YOU?
I wrote this for a special friend originally, partly in the first person narrative. I’m not sure if I will edit this later for continuity but my current leaning is to just post it as I wrote it on my phone while at the gym for the most part. I hope it brings you enjoyment.
Good morning, my little ****. How nice it wood be to slowly awaken, to feel your warm womanly body snuggled beside me. Your scent upon my lips. My hand around your big, sexy firm breasts and your lovely, globular lower hemispheres surrounding my cock. Feeling them slowly undulating against me so that by the time I am fully conscious, I have an erection that could cut glass…, {=}
I was contemplating that, which I wrote you first thing yesterday…I would enjoy expounding (with the operative part being the pounding) upon my thoughts along those lines.
Well, my beautiful little ****, my thoughts were that the feeling of your warm and undulating buttocks upon my shaft at that early hour would certainly result in an excruciatingly hard erection. I would feel compelled to reach downward and cup your buttock with my hand, the fingers approaching your most sensitive areas and you would draw up your topmost leg, an encouragement to explore further. My hand would approach your heated sex, drawn inexorably like a pit viper to its prey, that beautiful pussy, to find that it is already swollen and wet with desire.
I would begin to run my fingers along the length of your sex, feeling the viscous lubrication coat them, and you as I explore you and tease you. Your soft moans would be an encouragement to me as my manhood throbbed against your ass cleavage. I would most likely bring the fingers of my hand upward to taste your essence, then put them in your mouth…sharing is caring, and then back down to lightly manipulate your clit, lips and even perhaps lower.
It would be with powerful anticipation for both of us that my fingers would begin to directly explore your opening, to tease it and feel it suck slightly upon them. I would feel the desire to replace them with the already crimson colored head of my dick, to get it completely coated with your wetness before slowly entering you. Or I could continue to stir you manually and bring you off the first time that way. Which would you prefer this morning ****?...
…OK, then I would take the bulbous head and move it into position so that the now very prominent ridge is kissed by your lips, and in turn kisses your wanton and yearning hole. I would slowly rub it back and forth along your length, getting my entire shaft coated with you, stroke your clit lightly, making it achingly erect and sensitive before finally moving that distended head against your equally swollen entrance and feel you give a sensuous grunting shove backwards as you engulf it. The whole thing, like a small smooth plum, now inside of you as you begin to undulate against me.
Imagine me, grasping the juncture of your waist and hip, applying pressure as I clamp my thighs together, limiting your access to my length and increasing the tumescence of my glans at the same time. Me, feeling your hot wetness as you move against me ant then after barely any time, feeling your pussy begin to tighten like a soft, sopping, swollen vice and then rapidly begin and continue to pulsate as you begin your orgasm.
After about the first ten seconds, how would you enjoy it if I rolled you fully onto your stomach and entered you completely as you continued to cum, then furiously pumped my entire length as deeply as possible into your body and out, our wet sexes slamming together in an animalistic fury?
You might enjoy feeling my hands holding and pinioning your hips and waist to the bed as you feel me pounding into your cunt again and again. My muscular, masculine body pressing you into the bed like a 200lb bag of cement as you came and came…and came again. It would certainly take all of my stamina and willpower to keep from shooting every drop of my juice into your depths, particularly first thing in the morning.
I’d probably want to straddle your thighs at some point and plow your pussy as it squeezes my thick cock. Get nice and deeply embedded in you as you buck wildly against it and cry out in your orgasmic pleasure. And I’d love to feel your body with mine, specifically your pussy, hot and wet and inflamed with your bliss as it milks my hard, hard shaft and sensitive head to my own eventual shattering orgasm…
So I think that when I became side tracked, I had asked about rolling you face down upon the bed and as your orgasm took hold, straddling your thighs, holding your hips at the waist and pounding my penis into you, and you into the bed with my 210lb body.
Would that appeal to your sense of animal lust? Or would you rather I keep my cock extra swollen and hard albeit somewhat limited in accessibility between my own thighs as you thrash your most sensitive area against the hard, smooth, wet helmet?
Or perhaps you’d rather I fucked you from the rear, on our sides and raised your thigh so that I could play with the exterior of your kitty, to rapidly manipulate your clit as the resultant orgasm is wracking your body, making it shudder upon the entire length of my penis. The options are manifold…
…Well you beautiful little ****, to get back to my question of the 15th at 8:55PM as to which of the three options you “wood” prefer, and not having received a response (very unsatisfactory and the price for it will be heavy yet pleasant), I will choose option 2 whereby I keep my steely, swollen shaft imprisoned between my thighs, squeezing it so that the head becums empurpled and even greater in size as only it, and perhaps another couple of inches of my shaft can reside inside your lusty hide. I envision you, moaning out our lust continually as your pussy flagellates upon it and thinking of you doing so makes me extremely hot…I am so ready to take and pleasure you…
So, ****, as your pussy greedily sucks on my helmet and end of my shaft, I can further imagine you gasping out as the most sensitive nerve endings are repeatedly engaged by my girth and having the pressure make your sweet, pretty cunt begin to tighten up in preparation for another impending orgasm.
That is when I move to option three, lift your thigh, hold your sexxxy ankle and foot and place them over my thigh. Then I might just lick my hand and reach over to strum your clitoris like some perverted banjo player until you scream out your passion and reach full and intense climax writhing upon the full-length of the pole inside you as it pounds deeply into you from the rear.
Who knows, I may just get a wild hair and reach backward as your orgasm abates to lightly stroke your asshole and send additional electric shocks into and up your spine. I think that helping you cum this way would be a very exciting and erotic experience for the both of us.
I also think that being that this little vignette takes place in the early AM, and we’ve discussed the potential ramifications of that, once you regain your senses and relax for a bit, my still inflamed organ remaining inside of you, I would finally have to mount you like a , my thighs astraddle your own, and using every inch that God gave me I would fuck your now-ravaged hole with furious, frenetic and frenzied abandon, grabbing the top of your head as I kiss and lightly gnaw upon your neck until I feel you begin to climax yet again which would certainly cause me to finally groan out in the agony of my ecstasy and fill you entirely full of my pineapple custard, shot after shot, ribbon after ribbon, eruption after eruption. Finally, I collapse atop you and continue to softly grind into your hot, buttery cunt until, still joined, we roll over, my arm enfolding you and fall asleep again for a time.
You may note the alliterative reference to Colonel Kurtz in Apocalypse Now in the last paragraph.
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To squirt or not to squirt...
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Posted:Dec 5, 2014 12:47 am
Last Updated:Dec 24, 2014 9:02 am
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I recently came (no you dirty minded um, people..but I like the way you think.) upon a blog by WildAssndian (very beautiful girl, by the way) which had a poll about having been with a squirter. I have had that pleasure in the past and it is very erotic. Here was my response:
"I believe that almost every woman has the physical ability to squirt. Take the lover whom I just started seeing about a week ago. She's a few years younger than I and in her entire sexual life, no one had taken the time to find her g spot! Well, I found it in our second time of intimacy together. I'm not bragging, rather I just think it's sad that most men don't take the time and the interest in their lovers' pleasure.
Now, finding the g spot is step one, getting your lover to (or letting yourself) squirt is a separate issue. You have to be relaxed and to have a certain comfort and trust level with your lover. Also, you must be willing to overcome the resistance to "that urge to pee" and just let go...You will squirt and it won't be pee. Best wishes and best of luck...Michael P "
I'd also like to add that when the physical conditions are right, ie. when you and your lover fit together in a certain way, that the glans penis can have direct contact with the g spot and squirting can take place from intercourse. From this male's point of view, the sensuousness of it, the feeling of pleasure in getting your lover off so completely is worthy of the time and effort.
Michael P  {=} {=} {=}
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Renewed Passion
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Posted:Dec 4, 2014 5:26 am
Last Updated:Dec 24, 2014 8:10 am
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This is a short piece which I wrote for a former lover, the love of my life, after she reconnected with me thirty years after the fact and twenty since we'd lost touch. It may have been my first attempt at erotic fiction. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it for her.
Shower Scene:
I’ve finished work and am taking a long, hot shower. My head is tilted back. My eyes are closed, and the pulsating steam laden water is beating against my face and body. My relaxation is total when you quietly enter the shower and step up behind me. As your arms encircle my upper torso, you cup my hard chest as you rub your already hard, huge and sexy beautiful nipples against my back, working up a lather between us. As you slowly move your hands down my body you find my thick cock rising to meet you. One hand begins to steadily stroke my length up and down while the other one playfully cups and manipulates my heavy testicles. Your hands momentarily interrupt the pleasure you are giving me to spin me around to face you and pull my ass cheeks toward you so that my cock, by now pulsating with every heartbeat, is drawn inexorably toward your sexy lips and into your hot, wet mouth. Your tongue swirls around my smooth, tightly swollen head savoring the texture and taste as you are rewarded by a tiny, salty/sweet drop of pre-cum. You cup my balls and jam my ultra-rigid dick into the back of your throat as I moan my appreciation of the intense feelings you are engendering.
That’s it, if you don’t stop now I’m going to shoot my thick, copious load deep down your throat and as you know, I like to take a little more time in providing you with pleasure before having you finish me off. I slowly and reluctantly remove your mouth from my engorged organ and pull you up to an embrace as our mouths meet, our tongues begin to tenderly probe each other and the hot shower continues to beat down on the both of us. My hand reaches down to find your swollen pussy lips slippery with your juices and as I begin to rub and stroke your sex which responds by tightly gripping two of my fingers as they slowly enter you. A moan escapes from your lips as our tongues slash at each-others’ mouths. God, I love doing this with you, the intensity of our desire for each other, the raging fires of our excitement and the connection, both emotional and physical which we have together.
Enough, we could stand here for hours pleasuring each other but both of us want to take this further so we step out of the shower and tenderly dry each other off, kissing and laughing all the while with the anticipation of what’s to come(cum?). I take you by the hand, grabbing a pillow as we walk by the bed. We pad over to the dresser and I place the pillow on top of it, picking you up and putting your ass on the edge of the pillow and dresser, both. You brace your hands behind you on either side for stability as I encircle your ankles and lift your legs to about my shoulder height. Your hot swollen pussy is itself pulsating as if begging for that head to enter her. I want to feel you enclose my hardness so bad but I have a driving compulsion to taste you first so I kneel down with your knees now bent and your feet resting on my shoulders and jam as much of my tongue into you as possible making it as thick around as I can. You are so, so wet and I love the taste and feel of your juices in and on my mouth. My tongue probes your pussy which contracts around it and I withdraw it only to move down slightly and stick it deep into your asshole. You have become so wet that I can feel your pussy juice running down my chin as if I were eating a nice overripe peach but you taste better than any peach that I have ever eaten.
O.K. both of us having had quite enough of the teasing, we need to feel me inside of you. I rise and grab your ankles again so that my dick is poised at your entrance. You reach down and pull him down just enough so that the head rubs against your swollen clit. You rub him back and forth, spreading your natural lubrication all over me, up and down on my head and shaft. I back up, teasing you just a little and slowly sink my head into your nectar. Back it out slowly, forward until the crown just disappears inside of you, back again as it shines in the candle light, fully coated with your juices, then slowly forward once more, just a little deeper this time. As both of us watch intently, we continue to do this, slowly and steadily until after a minute or so, I’m fully inside you, as you are bucking and moaning against me and my balls are slapping a slow regular rhythm against your ass.
After a short time, I reach my hands under your butt as you lift accommodatingly and I scoop you up and we are joined by my cock deep in your hot, grasping kitty. I back up against the edge of a knee wall that supports us both and your legs straddle both sides of the wall. My hands are supporting the underside of your thighs allowing you to pound your pussy up and down on my shaft all the way to the base again and again with ever increasing fervor. Our eyes and mouths meet to complete the connection as your cunt pulsates when orgasm after orgasm shakes your body and I dig into your ass cheeks HARD with my fingers making it even more intense. I bend down just enough to gnaw on your left nipple giving you that pain/pleasure combination to intensify your orgasms even more...
We move over to the bed and you lay back, your legs spreading of their own volition, just like the petals of your pretty pink and very swollen pussy. I have to taste you yet again, your wetness drawing me as if I were a moth circling a camp lantern. The taste of your sweet and salty, slippery juices causes my erection to throb painfully, the light playing on its shiny, wet surface and I slowly enter you again, just the head until you grab my ass and pull the engorged member fully inside you. I thrust into you…hard, feeling the pressure of your cervix against the head upon each full penetration as you feel the ridge at the back of that prominent head apply pressure against your g spot each time that I partially withdraw. My thumbs gently stroke your thickly erect nipples until you begin to moan and scream in an almost unintelligible stream of invective designed to make me fuck you even harder and more rapidly.
My gentle grazing of your nipples changes to a firm pressure which causes you to slip over the edge yet again. I feel your core spasming upon my pulsating dick, your juices coating the both of us in a torrid sweet nectar and your intense throbbing orgasm causes me to groan deeply, gutterally and eject spurt after forceful spurt of my essence against your cervix as your pussy milks every last drop out of me. You collapse against my hard, furry chest and your nipples graze against me as we lay there in the comfortable afterglow of our mutual and simultaneous orgasms...
We finally drift toward sleep, my arms wrapped around you, my most exquisite lover. Both of us completely satiated and spent sexually. I revel in the feeling of your soft breasts capped by those hard, sexy and sensitive nipples under my hands. Our respiration gradually becoming as one upon which we slumber, only to have us awaken later in the night as I feel your hot, sopping pussy grinding against my already oh-so-rigid and throbbing penis and you feel your swollen lips enveloping me so that we fuck each other until the dawn arrives...Mmmmmmm, I surely do miss that.
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