The redhead emerges off the page, wraps her arms around my neck, and kisses me deeply as I remove her top. She then kneels in front of my chair and slides my … Continue Reading →
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It had been late following dinner and we had been sitting on a love seat in full view of the apartment’s sliding glass doors that faced the complex courtyard. I had slowly removed all of her clothing one item at a time except for her lace bikini panties which offered minimal resistance to my exploring fingers. Eventually, I removed her panties. Joy eagerly accepted my penetrating fingers and slowly humped her impaled pelvis against me. She never attempted to hide her exploding sexual desire.
Then, suddenly, she reached between her open thighs and slowly pulled my fingers from her tight, wetness before kneeling between my legs. Although she had already been stroking mme, she still gently kissed and licked my shaft before going further. Continue Reading →
She turned away from the mirror, the strands of pearls swaying gently between her breasts, looking at him expectantly. Her hair was twisted up off the nape of her neck, only a few tendrils drifting down to frame her face and flirt with her shoulders. Continue Reading →
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We had the windows open and enjoyed watching a rainstorm move away, the lightning striking beyond the horizon. Finally, she positioned herself between my legs and took me into her mouth. The anticipation and heightened desires of the past 24 hours took me to the brink in just a few minutes. All of my sexual energy began to well up on the underside of my cock and when she hit that sweet spot with her tongue I begged her not to stop. She knew what to do and focused her attention on my spot.
“I want to cum in your mouth,” I said. Continue Reading →
His fetish grew with time. He bought me a toy to play with as part of our routine. It was a little purple thing that we call Barney. It was very smooth and vibrated when the knob on the back was turned.
One night, instead of using his thumb, he picked up Barney and slid it into my ass. It slid in very easily after he licked it and got it all wet. Once it was in, he turned the knob. My orgasm was almost immediate once I felt the vibrations in my butt, and his thick penis stretching my tight vagina. Continue Reading →
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“I think you need to suck it while I eat you.”
“I like that idea,“ she said and repositioned herself to suck me. She always starts a 69 by sucking me for a while first.
As soon as I was in her mouth, I felt the urgency I’d felt while in the shower. I tried to control it but, no, I was horny and ready to rock and roll. After only about two minutes, and not giving her the tonguing I promised, I needed to be inside my lovely wife. Continue Reading →
The first spank, when it comes, is a shock and I nearly lose my balance, recovering only at the last moment. I am prepared for the next, tightening my core to remain rigid and in place. I lose count of how many I receive, registering only the spreading warmth on my buttocks and the growing wetness between my legs.
“I’m so darn helpless in the arms of this powerful, young, ripped personification of New York’s Bravest that I feel myself about to erupt in the most earth shattering explosion since Mount Vesuvius last announced her presence.”
“I wonder if he could be enticed to show us a few maneuvers on the brass pole.” Continue Reading →