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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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He always got excited when his phone dinged and saw her cheeky smile in thumbnail.
'I want to do it' the message read. 'Do what' he responded.
'Your fantasy, the one you shared in the shower last week'
With that , he fell from his feet landing back on his bed. The towel around his waist loosened. What timing , he had just stepped into the bedroom from the shower. A long shower where he found himself reminiscent. His cock hardened again slightly.
So it was arranged. 'Saturday night 9.30 , I'll leave the key in the usual spot.I should be drying my hair when you arrive.'
So Saturday day evening came along , so with his hair trimmed and dappered up he left for his venture with a spring to his step. Stopped for a small and cheap bouquet on the way. Just a thank you she will not expect.
He turned the key, slowy opened the door. As she said though, he could hear her hair dyer upstairs. So no need for stealth. Quickly he popped the bouquet into the vase on a side table and made for the stairs.
The door was a jar. He could see her. Naked. Her head tilted ,her long hair falling to one side as she brushed.
Silently he walked across the room.
He lent over . One side of her neck exposed, he softly kissed. She gave the smallest of flinches. She had been waiting in anticipation. She was already resisting the want of touch. Right on time she thought as his hand came to hold her head. His fingertips slowly found their way between strands of damp hair to her scalp. Succulent her skin , still kissing her neck.He ran his tongue down along her soft skin and across her shoulder blade.His free hand finds its way to her side. Fingers spread, his hand ever so softly touching her skin. She feels his theeth bite gently on her shoulder . It didn't hurt ,a rather peculiar sensation came to her. As if emanating from his fingers massaging at her scalp. Tingling warm and fluffy it moved down her neck into her spine. As his hand sensually moved from her ribs across and down to her navel. Now in her coccyx the tingling sensation was lingering. Anticipating his hand movement, she spread her legs. Instantly he moved. Both hands on the outside of her legs ,he had moved quickly. Though was gentle pushing her legs to a close.
She couldn't see him anymore. His reflection had disappeared but his presence still felt. She wanted her legs open. This was his time ,she remembered. Kneeling now behind her as she sat on the stool , his lips kissing her lower back. His tongue leaving glistening trails on her skin. His hands now clasping gently at he boobs. Her nipples swell against his palm. Softly he plays one tender boob moving the opposite hand to her desired want.
She was knew she was that little wet already, her inner heat was building and now the tips of his fingers found her lap. She knew it was time to spread those legs. What she didnt know was that on first touch her clitoris would swell and for the first time it actually squirted from her.
It was then he realised the stool swivels.
The audible ques to his sensual touch intensified. She wanting more but playing for him resisted and relinquished her body him.
Now with both her nipples and clitoris erect he slowly turned the stool on its swivel. A bead of sweat rolled from her brow as their eyes met. The eye contacted ceased rather quickly. Still on his knees he bagan kissing her boobs. With three fingers , two rubbing either side of her now drenched vagina with the middle one flicking at and rubbing her clitoris, her feelings intensified and warm heat filled inside her. She leant back precariously, her hands finding the dresser just in time. Her body twitched , her legs were unconrollable. Once again she squirted. Never had she been as wet.
Is this it , he thought. Or has she more?
So without hesitation he decided More!, and found himself looking at her glistening vagina noticeable little twitches in her legs. He begins to lick. A minute in though she grabs him by the head , she has had enough and needs to feel his cock inside her. He looks up, see exactly that in her eyes.
'Thats game over then is it' He stands up , and leaves . At the bedroom door, gives a wink. As she hears the front door shut , she rushes down still naked to stop him. Eager to feel his rigidity inside her.
She spots the flowers. Smiles.
She texts him . 'Next time i want to pass that point' |
