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Sunday, 24 April 2011
Second night of debauchery and intimacy
I arrive at 8pm after a day of intermittent flirting, relieved that he hadn't cancelled. Whilst every filthy text made me smile once read I had started to read each one ready for disappointment.
I'd brought a bottle of wine but he had also been shopping and the kitchen resembled a wine tasting station. He commented on how I looked, it was so lovely to hear appreciation for my efforts. We sat and talked sipping wine, conversation flowed easy from travel to work to bedroom exploits and personal info, it felt so natural. Every now and then the conversation paused, not uncomfortably, but sexual tension, the way he was looking at me had my pussy salivating. My lips were aching for his attention so I asked for him to kiss me. It was like an electric connection as soon as we touched.
After collecting wine and other refreshments we retired to the bedroom. I slipped my boots off and he told me to lie down. He painstakingly kissed every inch of thigh and exposed flesh around my panties, never touching what I wanted him too. I could feel the juices run out if my pussy and through to my bum cheeks. He touch my panties and inhaled, he was shocked but very pleased with how wet I was and the scent of my arousal.
He told me to roll over, taking his time kissing my bottom and thighs from this side. He slowly peeled my panties aside and lapped at my wetness, sucking and licking my lips and ass, drinking me.
The first touch of his Tongue on my clit almost made me cum, I was aching and desperate for more. Within moments I came on his face, covering him in more juices, he kissed me and shared it. For the next 7 or 8 hours we barely let go of each other. Some part of our bodies seem to be always connected. At 12ish we headed downstairs for nibbles and cocktails, both naked chatting, kissing and teasing each other.
I leant in to kiss him, I'd been teasing him earlier, going to kiss him and hovering close, perhaps delivering a gentle lick before pulling away. It made him ache. I wanted him to just take it, teaching him what I like, he was a fast learner, taking hold of me and kissing me hard and deep not allowing me to pull away.
After lots of fun and reinacting part of 9 1/2 weeks with the food he bent me over the kitchen bench and spanked me firmly, then taking me back upstairs armed with snacks to continue our sexual marathon and to enjoy our cocktails he had freshly made.
We hadn't fucked by 4am but had enjoyed such intimate acts as dripping wine into my mouth as he held me and kissed me, playing with the food, licking creamy dips off my body and olives out of my cunt. So far the night had been foreplay, exploring each other and learning what each other enjoyed, taking turns rimming each other, he fucked my mouth and I adored his cock with my tongue. He fisted my cunt then started to finger my ass. I was almost taking both fists, it had me at my limit and loving the feeling. It was almost a shame I came as it sent me too sensitive and he had to pull out, I had almost been there but the night was nit at an end yet! The fucking whilst absent so far wasn't missing, so far everything was perfect.
As I shuddered after cumin so hard he held me so tight I reciprocated, I was clinging on while my body recovered. After more intimate holding we went downstairs again this time for pizza. It's hungry work fucking all night!!
Every second the food cooked was spent connected, kissing and holding each other, its been so long since I've felt so comfortable in someone's company, no false pretences or guard need.
me.
The first touch of his Tongue on my clit almost made me cum, I was aching and desperate for more. Within moments I came on his face, covering him in more juices, he kissed me and shared it. For the next 7 or 8 hours we barely let go of each other. Some part of our bodies seem to be always connected. At 12ish we headed downstairs for nibbles and cocktails, both naked chatting, kissing and teasing each other.
I leant in to kiss him, I'd been teasing him earlier, going to kiss him and hovering close, perhaps delivering a gentle lick before pulling away. It made him ache. I wanted him to just take it, teaching him what I like, he was a fast learner, taking hold of me and kissing me hard and deep not allowing me to pull away.
After lots of fun and reinacting part of 9 1/2 weeks with the food he bent me over the kitchen bench and spanked me firmly, then taking me back upstairs armed with snacks to continue our sexual marathon and to enjoy our cocktails he had freshly made.
We hadn't fucked by 4am but had enjoyed such intimate acts as dripping wine into my mouth as he held me and kissed me, playing with the food, licking creamy dips off my body and olives out of my cunt. So far the night had been foreplay, exploring each other and learning what each other enjoyed, taking turns rimming each other, he fucked my mouth and I adored his cock with my tongue. He fisted my cunt then started to finger my ass. I was almost taking both fists, it had me at my limit and loving the feeling. It was almost a shame I came as it sent me too sensitive and he had to pull out, I had almost been there but the night was nit at an end yet! The fucking whilst absent so far wasn't missing, so far everything was perfect.
As I shuddered after cumin so hard he held me so tight I reciprocated, I was clinging on while my body recovered. After more intimate holding we went downstairs again this time for pizza. It's hungry work fucking all night!!
Every second the food cooked was spent connected, kissing and holding each other, its been so long since I've felt so comfortable in someone's company, no false pretences or guard need.
We curled up on sofa to nibble our pizza, sipping wine and noticing the sun was coming up. Sat at opposite ends now of the sofa looking at each other, he had admired my feet earlier on in the evening joking I could give him a foot fetish, now my feet framed his cock, he said the view was a delight.. We took pictures from both angles. My hand wandered to my soaking cunt and started to rub my engorged clit, holding my lips open for him to watch everything, totally exposing myself to him. Within moments he was hard and joins me masturbating. I enjoy the site of his arousal, he tells me not to move and goes upstairs, he returns with the condoms and positions his cock at the entrance of my soaked aching cunt. He suddenly pushes inside me....
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