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By *oss25 OP Man
over a year ago
Flitwick and Fakenham |
I rest the head on her pussy, the head held in place under her silk panties, the feelings it was inducing were obviously intense. I continue to play with her breasts. Claire is actively moaning and asks me to kiss her, my mouth is cold from the ice cube and hers hot with desire. Our tongues spark as they touch and she sucks on it warming it with hers. I peel her panties off and slide my head between her legs, the wand still on but below her pussy next to her arse. I touch her hard clit with the tip of my tongue, ice cold from another cube, she shudders and opens her legs more. Sliding the flat of my tongue between her lips to her pussy, hot and wet, tasting sweet and sexy. My tongue explores her, fingers too, pushing deep into her and just circling her too, rubbing and pressing down onto her clit and into her sex. She grinds down pushing the head of the wand onto her asshole, her groans getting loud and insistent. I pick up her vibrator; big red! Slowly I insert it into her quivering pussy, her arching up to take it all as deeply as she could. Sliding it in and out, getting faster and faster, the full length in and out, the girth stretching her and stimulating her. Claire starts to cum, her moans and groans reaching a crescendo while her hips arch and buck to greedily take all of big red. I love playing and squeezing with her breasts through the thin cotton, hands and mouth, soft yielding flesh and hard pert nipples, such a turn on. Kissing her I tease her nipples, her breathing still ragged, both of us hot, both of us horny. Big red out of the way and Claire still tied up and blindfolded I move my body up to her head and rest the base of my hard cock on her mouth. Her tongue licks the shaft, tasting pre cum that has run down my hard throbbing cock, sucking a ball into her mouth she gently bites down, I yelp nervously so she sucks harder…..trust me she mumbles, her mouth full. Her tongue slides around to my ass, lightly licking and sucking down to my hole. Tongue explores me, pressing into my arse then back up to my cock which she licks and ducks up to the tip. I make her stop, too intense and I know I will cum if she carries on. I move back down her body, kissing and sucking as I go. My cock is hovering just against her pussy, I’m waiting to see who will last longest without moving. Claire wins, I need to feel myself deep inside her, intermingled juices and desire. I push and enter, my length sliding straight into her, pelvic floor holding my cock deep inside her, I rock up and down my cock hitting her g spot and cervix, she grinds harder and faster as we both rush towards satisfaction and orgasm. I burst inside her, it feels like a river of spunk is draining from my cock into her receptive pussy. I can’t stop moving inside her and start to cum again, she hooks her legs over my bum and pulls me tight against her. Kissing deeply and slowly I can taste me on her lips and smell her on mine, I don’t want to stop feeling like this…..so in tune with her, so deeply connected. Untied and eyes uncovered we kiss and hold each other tight, shivering slightly as the sweat on our bodies cools in the breeze. |
6.10am and I'm standing on the platform in St Albans waiting for the same train, waiting to sit in the same seat with the same tired grey faces. The seats on the train a weird green - blue colour darkened with grease and grime. Monday through Friday. God I hated commuting.
One morning I’m waiting on the platform huddled inside my overcoat when, as the train pulls in, a blonde woman runs up and stands near me waiting for the train to stop. Everyone is squinting as a cold drizzle blows across the tracks and into our faces and she is no exception. I can see that she is in her late 30s to early 40s wearing an office skirt and jacket with a white blouse under her coat. She is pretty, very pretty in fact, with friendly intelligent eyes.
I let her go first as I want to sit just behind and opposite her to quietly and surreptitiously watch her. Her calves flex as she steps onto the train, her toned thighs and a nicely shaped arse both tense perfectly. She has a flat stomach and firm breasts, all complimented by her blonde highlighted hair cut into a bob.
Some (all?) women ask if men can really notice all that in a glance and the answer is Absolutely yes! We see every curve, every nuance, every glance. Men make a judgement call: a yes I would/would not fuck her in an instant and pretty much with everyone we see. We constantly evaluate who looks fuckable and who we doesn’t as we walk down the street, stand in line or even just glimpse someone through a car window.
We just know.
That's not to say we would actually fuck that person even if the opportunity presented itself (and let's be honest, it hardly ever does) but we know that on the face of it when we would.
She sits two rows in front of me on the other side of the carriage both of us facing the direction of travel. She is rummaging around in her handbag. Out comes her make up bag and a compact travel mirror. I can see her pretty blue eyes in it as she does her mascara. I stare, I know I shouldn't but I can't help myself. Her eyes are a beautiful blue, her laughter lines only add to their allure. I lose myself in them and briefly forget where I am
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