Slowing down

They had been talking about what turned them on-what kind of sex and which scenarios-for weeks via email. He wasn’t one to play the game of writing fantasy. He instead would focus on one act and just suggest it. How it would happen was never articulated.
They hadn’t seen each other for nearly four months and she could see his hunger for her. He kept his usual distance, physically and emotionally, sitting in a chair across the table from her position on the couch. They talked about work. About her prospects. About his kids. Her husband. His wife.
Their relationship was not the standard issue, even in the world of extra-marital affairs. She loved him and thought he loved her too-at least a little bit. But neither of them cultivated the false hope that somehow their lives would be combined.
As was their habit after six years, the conversation would wind down, he’d offer her a drink and when she would decline come over to her, take her hand, pull her from the couch and say ‘well then’.
He kissed her then lead her into the bedroom. He wrapped his arms around her, pulled her close and kissed her again, deeply, his tongue playing over her lips and teeth. She kissed him back, inhaling his smell, pulling even closer and biting his lower lip.
He began to unbutton her shirt-he enjoyed undressing her, especially unbuttoning her blouse, so he could squeeze her nipples through her bra before expertly unhooking it. They were standing. He bent down to take one nipple in his mouth, massaging the breast, kneading it like dough. Her breath began to rasp, thrilled by his touch, his mouth, as she ran her hands through his wiry gray hair.
He unbuckled her belt as he sucked hard on her nipple, pulling her jeans down to her knees and as she kicked them off he moved a hand into the film of her panties, through her pubic hair, cupping her sex. His fingers on the mouth of her cunt sent a charge through her. She let out a little moan and bit her lip as he moved his mouth up to her clavicle, licking along its entire length.
She had never been able to get him to talk trash to her, even though he knew how much she liked it, but she did not share his reticence. With his hand in her snatch and his mouth on her neck she whispered to him ‘what would you like me to do baby?’. He answered with a grunt and she began to undress him, hurriedly. She thought he had the most beautiful cock she had ever seen and hated to wait. She quickly got him out of his shirt and pants and underwear and sank to her knees. She licked the tip of his erection, then buried her nose in his pubic hair, sucking his balls, smelling and tasting his center of gravity. It didn’t take long for him to strain against her, moaning with pleasure, and then collapse onto the bed. She crawled onto the bed too, her mouth still on his cock, squeezing his balls. She moved down so she could take each testicle into her mouth, licking each, moving her hand up and down his shaft at the same time. She loved the richness of his smell, feral, alive, and would stay in this position for as long as he would let her. As he squirmed more and more, his control beginning to fail, she tongued his entire cock, carefully licking the tip, until he grabbed her by her arms and pulled her up and away.
He pulled her up and had her lie on her back. He kissed her and pinched her nipples, causing her to arch in pleasure. His hand began to stray down her stomach, moving through the hair on her mons, coming to rest on her clit and vulva. He delicately circled her clit, expertly flicking it with one finger, bringing her quickly to her first climax. She loved how he touched her. She told him many times that she had never met a man before who touched her the way she touched herself. He was masterful. And now on her back, arching her pelvis up to his hand, she understood this was the time to act on the hint of a fantasy he had mentioned-he wanted to watch her masturbate.
When they were together, he never let her touch herself. When she had jokingly asked him why he said ‘you can do that on your own time’. She chuckled now as she moved her fingers down to replace his on her clit. He perched himself on one elbow, a nipple pinched between the fingers of his other hand, and watched her. She enjoyed masturbating and with him watching her so intensely, she brought herself close to orgasm very quickly. He was watching too, feeling her body tense and just as the wave was about to break he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away, denying her release. She grunted in frustration and as her heart slowly calmed he let her wrist free and she began to masturbate again. Again as she neared climax he grabbed her by the wrist, causing her to yelp helplessly. He continued this pattern, three, four more times until she was hissing like a caged animal. Finally, as she neared the edge again, he let her go, quickly turning her onto her stomach, her hands still gripping her sex.
He wrapped both his arms around her arms, across her chest, pinning her and slid his cock into her soaking pussy from behind. Slowly he moved in and out, his thick graceful cock filling her, sending her into spasms of pleasure. She began moaning loudly, clawing the sheets, bucking back against him orgasms flooding her.
His control was phenomenal and when he had tired of that posotiuon he rolled into his own back and pulled her on top of him, riding him cowboy. This was his favorite position to watch her face contort and breasts bounce. He reached a hand back, to rub ober one ass cheek, and then began spanking her, hard while she fucked him, each smack sending waves of intense pleasure through her. She loved how he felt inside her and would fuck him aggressively in this position until either he came or she collapsed from exhaustion. This time his resolve won out and she had to stop.
She pulled herself off her impalement, kissing his neck, his nipples, his stomach as she inched down again to his groin. Now she could take him in, swallowing to the hilt, and taste him and herself all mixed together. She felt a bit guilty that she had orgasmed so many times that she had lost track and he had not yet climaxed. She sucked hard and slipped one finger to his asshole, fingering it gently, working her finger inside. He arched and tried to escape but could only go deeper into her mouth-no where to hide. She enjoyed giving him this. As his body tensed she felt his arms move down to pull her off. “No” she said. “I want you to cum.” But he was stronger than her and pulled her onto her back again. He pulled her feet up, resting them on his shoulders and plowed into her open pussy. He slammed against her cervix, rubbing her clit with his pubic bone, his mouth st her ear, letting her hear how much he was enjoying himself. She came again, loudly swearing, ‘Fuck me baby. Fuck me.’ And finally he let go and released inside her.

Talk

We're back at the mirrors. Naked. You’re sitting on the floor, legs spread, and I’m behind you – you’re leaning back on me, my hands on you, stroking you..., watching... You're leaning back against me, so warm, and I run my hands down your chest to your stomach and then back up again to your shoulders. I'm kissing your back, running my tongue along your shoulder, blowing it, as I pinch both your nipples in my fingers. I bite the hollow where your neck meets your shoulder and can feel you shiver. I pull you into me, my arms hooked under yours, so that I can rub over your chest and belly while licking and biting your neck, watching it all.

It feels so good. Yes, warm; my body, hot, behind you and around you, my breasts pressing against your back, my mouth on your neck, sucking and licking you softly. No need to go fast now, is there? My lips and breath on your ears, my fingers on your chest, pinching your nipples. Very sensitive - you moan and, and watching in the mirror I see your cock stiffen, pulse a little bit, your balls drawing tighter. Your hands are on my thighs, holding them, rubbing them. You turn your head to find my mouth, and do. Warm. Wet. Soft. ‘You taste good,’you say. Our tongues exploring and tasting, as one hand pinches your nipples and the other trails down to your cock. So hard and wanting. But I’m teasing you a bit; my hands miss your cock and go to your thighs and I scrape my nails along them. Again, from your knees to your crotch; ‘Touch me,’ you say. My hands continue, and pass across your balls. I bite your neck as my hands slip over your cock. It's smooth, as are your balls; hairless. Bald. I wrap a hand aroundthe base of your cock and squeeze. I squeeze more, and slowly run up your cock, squeezing a clear drop out of its hole. I take that on my finger and slip it into my mouth, and kiss you again. I have some oil – and pour it on your cock, stroking, your cock so big in my hands.

It is very warm in the room-like a sauna. I can feel the sweat trickling between my breasts, forming on my lip, and as I lick your neck I drink up the salt. I don't have to warm the oil before applying it in a large dollop and I start to stroke your hard swollen cock, taking care to squeeze your balls too.

Having your back against my chest allows for such great access-I can lick and bite your neck and ears, rub one hand over your chest and stomach and along your balls, while I stroke your cock slowly with the other hand. I enjoy feeling your breathing change as you become more aroused.

I want to feel your lips on mine though and move my head to lick and tease your mouth. I keep up the stroke, slow and long, kissing you, and you then sneak your hand behind you and cup my very exposed sex. I suck in a breath, surprised-I'm completely focused on you-and not sure if I want you to stop or keep going. Your fingers move over my clit, like butterfly kisses, and I shiver too with pleasure.

You’re in heaven, and even more so with your fingers moving over my cunt and clit. I’m wet, just like you like. ‘Let me taste you,’ you say, and I touch myself and then slide my finger into your mouth, between kisses. You love the feel of my hands and fingers on you, on your cock, keeping you focused and hard. ‘Good girl,’ you say, tasting me, alternating between kissing me and watching my hands on your cock and balls. You lift your knees - now you’re totally exposed and greased up. You kiss me long and deep, your tongue deep in my mouth, and slide a finger inside me. Into my wetness; I jolt and moan. ‘Do you like that?’ you ask. ‘Yes’ I breathe. You tell me to fuck you. I slide my fingers to your ass, and slip a finger in, the other hand massaging your dick, your fingers in my pussy. I’m so wet. You watch in the mirror as I slide my hand up and down your groaning pole and work my finger into your asshole. I know that makes you crazy.

You tear yourself away, stand up and take my hand. ‘Stand up,’ you say, and lead me to the bed. I lie on my back and you take my legs and push them back, back far, as far as they can go. Exposing me. Totally exposed, my pussy open and my ass high. And there you stand, watching me, stroking yourself. And then you go to your knees and lick my thighs, my cheeks, running your tongue along my legs and biting me softly. ‘Do you want me to eat your pussy?’ you say. ‘Tell me.’ Again I breathe ‘yes’ and you give me a long lick all up my cunt. Again. Again; you shiver. And then you focus on my clit, licking it slowly at first, then faster and harder, until you can put it in your mouth and suck on it, like a little marble.

I am so wet and so turned on that my hips buck as you suck on my little nugget. I start to cum and push my cunt into your face, harder, wanting you inside me. But I can't see us in the mirror from here and I want to watch. There is a chair at the foot of the bed and I ease you off me so I can get up. I pull the chair to the mirror and ask you to sit. You do, your cock like a mast, and I turn my back to you and lower myself onto that hardness.

We are sideways to the mirror, and I can watch your cock move in and out as I lift myself up and down. 'Finger my clit' I tell you. I am sweating hard with the effort and start to shake with another orgasm, my legs trembling as you sweep your fingers over my swollen clit. 'I want you to fuck my ass' I say and lift myself all the way up. I grab the oil, rub it over my breasts and your cock, and then rub your cock between them, making you harder as I lick the tip on each up stroke. When you are so hard you're groaning for release, I stand and kiss you deeply before turning around and lowering myself again onto your pole. You push gently against my tight asshole, gently we work together, pushing you in, watching our progress in the mirror and when you are to the hilt, I yelp and cry like an animal and begin to fuck you hard.

'Put your fingers in my mouth' and you do and I suck them greedily. You move one hand to encircle my waist with your arm, to help keep me balanced and you tethered and the other hand moves to my clit and aching pussy. 'Do you want me to fuck your cunt too baby?' you say. I grunt 'yes' and you begin to move your fingers into me, one, then two, three and the sensation, being filled so totally by you makes me convulse in a mind blowing orgasm.

You've got me all the way. My tight little asshole is filled with your cock. Your fingers are inside my pussy, so wet and so hot. Your other arm holds me tight, around my big breasts, a nipple clamped between your fingers. Up and down you pump. I love watching; I love feeling my sphincter around your dick; I love just knowing you’re inside me and filling me up. I cum in a shaking torrent. ‘Do you like that,’ you say. ‘Do you like to feel my cock inside you?’ You push hard, almost violently, holding me tight. Ramming me. ‘I'm fucking you, baby,’ you say. ‘Fucking your ass.’ Your fingers push, push hard, wiggling your oily hand inside me. But you have to slow down or else you'll cum, andYou’re not ready to. You muscle me still, but still on your cock. ‘Don't move, baby,’ you say. ‘Not a muscle.’ That's hard for me, and you like that. Hard for you, too. ‘Sit still, and bear down,’ you say. You move your hips very slowly - just enough forme to feel you moving inside my hole, but not enough for you to cum andcontinue to fuck my pussy with your fingers. You bite my neck and lick it and whisper how turned on and how hard you are and how you love to fuck me.

When you say you love to fuck me I spasm into a wrenching orgasm. That so turns me on to hear. I want to please you I gasp and try to keep myself still, as still as I can on your throbbing pole. But I want you to throw me down onto the floor, on my knees and pound my ass as hard as you can. Tell me you want me to remember this fuck for a long time. But I can only whimper 'please, please finish me'. I want you to use me up, completely exhaust me, so that my mind is reeling and lost.

I am leaning back against you, caught on your cock and by your arm, and I lift my hand to your face, stroke along your cheek and begin to beg. 'Please. Please fuck me. Please move me. Leave your mark on me.' I am like one continuous area of sensation. You can't touch any part of me without me jumping, electrified.

There's a problem and it's that you’re so turned on and so agitated and so close to cumming, but don't want to cum. Not ready to. And, you like tormenting me, like ratcheting me as high as I can go, untilI’m crazed with lust, with fucking, until my mind is filled with nothing but your cock. So you hold me tight. Tight against you, pinning me, just moving the littlest bit, and talking. And listening. ‘Finish you?’ I say. ‘How?’ You can think of ways, but you want to hear me say the words. ‘Fuck you? Fuck you in the ass? Do you like my cock?’ And as you talk you give a little thrust here andthere, and move both your hands to my breasts, to my nipples, and roll and pinch them while you bite my back and talk. ‘Tell me how much you like my cock,’ you say. ‘I love your ass, baby,’ you say. ‘I love your nipples. I love your cunt.’ But the minute I try to move too much you rein me in, hold me tight, don't let me move. It's torture for me, especially when your hand moves again to my pussy and starts stroking my clit. It's so hard and exposed; barely touching it and I jump - which makes you clamp me more - and I cum. And then...you stand up, pushing deep into me, inside me, arm still wrapped around me, andlower me to the floor on my knees. You take my arms and push them down, push down my shoulders so my ass is up for you, and take me by the hair and pull, more than gently, but not hard - firmly. And you begin to fuck me. Stroke in and out. You want to hear me talk as you do, pulling my head back and fucking my ass, your hips hitting it, pulling back so your cock is almost all the way out again, and slap my ass with your other hand. ‘Good girl,’ you say, fucking me.

Yes, I like that and I tell you so. 'Please fuck me' I grunt, trying to buck my hips back into you but not being able to in the awkward position you have me. I feel at your mercy and love it. You grip my hips and begin to truly pound into me, until I'm moaning so loudly, so uncontrollably, that you smack me hard and pull my head up again to bring me back to the present.

'Talk to me' you hiss in my ear. 'Tell me what you want. How I make you feel.' I can feel your chest pressing into my back as I yelp out, 'I want you to fuck me blind. You feel so good. So hard. So strong. I love feeling your big cock in my tight ass. Fuck me harder baby.' And you do, giving me another smack and then a continuous torrent of spanking on my battered bum. I cum so hard I'm seeing stars, yelling, an animal and I don't want you to stop but I feel like I can't take much more. And I say as much. You coolly reply, 'I think you can'.

‘Yes,’ you say, ‘I'm going to fuck you into oblivion.’ You press into me, your cock as deep as it will go into my ass, and lean on me, my words driving you mad. You reach around to my mouth and make me suck on your fingers. One, two, three; you want me to gobble your hand as you fuck me, fuck me. And then, your hand wet, you move it to my pussy and slide it in. One finger. ‘You want more?’ you say. Two fingers. ‘More? Want me to fill you up all the way? Three and then slowly you rotate your hand, wriggling it around as it slowly slides and presses and stretches in, until your whole hand is inside me, filling me. I’m full, only thing missing is a cock in my mouth.

I soon realize that is just rhetorical and keeping your hand buried in my cunt, you move your hand up and against my cervix and I cry out, shaking with orgasm. You pull out your hand and your cock, and move around so your cock is in my face and I greedily take you in, sucking you, moving my hands to stroke you too and one finger in your ass. I want you to cum, to squirt on my lips and you do finally, and as I start to lick my lips you move a finger over my mouth, scooping the warm goo and write on my chest; -I'm going to fuck you again-

Switch

‘Have you been naughty? Bad deeds or bad thoughts?’ That's what you ask me as you slowly take off my coat. Undo my buttons and straps. Pause, when I’m only in my panties, you take a step back to leave me contemplating the answer and look at me. You look at my whole body, and lock onto my eyes. ‘The truth,’ you say. I’m standing there and you sit down in a chair. ‘Come here,’ you say. You touch the top of my panties, run your fingers over them, and then pull them down. ‘Tell me,’ you say again. ‘Everything.’

You turn me around, look at me, and tell me to bend over your knees. I comply. ‘Ass up,’ you say. ‘Arch your back.’ My ass is on your lap; you can feel its heat. I feel exposed. You smack me. Hard. No rubbing. No soft kneading. Again. I yelp and a red mark appears on my ass. You grab a cheek; squeeze, and smack me again. ‘Spread your legs,’ you say, ‘and tell me your bad thoughts.’ My ass is smarting, I can practically feel the outline of yourfingers burning there. I have many, many bad thoughts I think. Where do I start? And I tell you about a fantasy.

I'm lying across your lap and while you are spanking me, you have me suck the cock of a friend you have invited. He's got his hands twisted in my hair, fucking my mouth while you smack my ass. You tell me to treat him right, that you want to see him happy. You slowly slip a finger into my wet pussy, rubbing the wetness over my clit, spanking me hard. I can feel your cock pushing against my belly as your friend grunts and moans.

‘So you want a cock in your mouth?’ you say, and smack me again. But, of course, you can't help yourself - and you do slowly slip a finger into my wet pussy, rubbing the moisture over my clit. Another smack. I can feel your cock, hard. Very hard, pushing against your pants andmy tummy. But you have me and you lick your fingers, tasting me, andslide a finger back in to me. And then another finger. And then a third –your fingers pushing into me, turning, wiggling inside my dripping cunt. You spank me again with your other hand; my ass is red and wiggling. ‘Hold still,’ you say. ‘Can you feel my cock?’ You run a hand along my back, along my neck. Take a handful of hair in your hand - and pull, pulling my head back, your other hand buried inside me.

I’m starting to cum, but you don't want me to. Not yet. ‘Do you want my cum?’ you say as you release my hair, and slide your hand down my spine - slowly - and lick your finger. You touch my asshole. Slowly circle it, tease it, probe it. You lick your fingers again. You want them slippery and you want to taste me. You push one in, slowly, justa bit. You spank me again - you love to watch my ass move, want to move, strain. ‘Open your legs more,’ you say. Now you rub my ass – ‘You're being a good girl. Tell me how much you want my cum,’ you say.You slip your finger deeper inside my ass; deeper, until it's all the way in and I’m completely skewered. You like me like that; it turns you on and you want to hear me moan and talk trash and tell you how thirsty I am. You rotate your finger - you've got my ass completely - and slip your other into my pussy, along my clit, which is hard.

Your hips are moving. Now you want me to cum, and you finger fuck my pussy and my ass hard, licking your fingers every moment or two, until I’m crazy. And then you stop, slip me off your lap and tell me to kneel in front of you. You take my face in your hands and kiss me deeply, tasting me,tasting my tongue. Then you stand and take a step back. Slowly undress, until you’re naked and sit back down. ‘Are you ready?’ I nod my head in ascent and open my mouth wide so I can take you in. I sink my lips down to the base of your now hairless shaft and suck, pulling back, pulling hard, and slip my finger along the base of your cock, circling under your balls, circling your asshole, and then back so I can squeeze your balls. You grab my head and throw me off balance. I have to let go your balls and grab your legs instead. I slid my hands up the backs of your muscled thighs, and up further to rub your ass. I pull back from your cock, licking just the tip, running a finger over it to wet it, and then back again along the base to your hole where I slip my finger slowly in. I want you to feel as skewered as I did.

I begin slowly moving my finger in and out, fucking your ass while sucking your cock. I can feel you bracing against me. I pull back and look up at you from my knees, your swollen cock blocking my view. 'Bend over that chair' I say. And you do. Now I can lick around your asshole, darting my tongue in, while I stroke your hard cock in a reach around. 'You like that don't you baby' I say. 'You'd like me to fuck you wouldn't you.' You can barely speak. My finger is in you, my hands stroking your rock hard, wet cock. Yes, you’re completely skewered. You groan; you nod your head. ‘Fuck me,’ you say. ‘Fuck me hard. Suck me. Fuck me. Dowhatever you want to me.’ Your hips are bucking as I grab your cock from behind, pulling it down between your legs, as I lick your ass, your balls, your cock, leaking salty precum. I tell you to hold the chair seat tight. I lick along the tip ofyour cock, drinking in the salty liquid, my finger buried in your ass.Then I stand up and keeping you trapped by my finger, I begin to spank you. Not too hard at first, but hard enough that you know I mean business. Between smacks I stroke your cock, still moving my finger in and out of you, slowly. I tell you to grab your cock with one hand and to turn around and let me watch you stroke yourself as I now sit in the chair, sucking on my finger and rubbing it over my hard clit. You start to reach for a nipple with your free hand but I tell you you can't touch me-just watch and tell me what you'd like to be doing to me while you're stroking that hard cock.

Against your natural inclination, you comply. You stand and turn around and stroke your cock for me. Up and down, squeezing, making it as hard and big as it'll get - it looks like it's going to explode. Your words spill... ‘I want to lick you. And to fuck you. I want to suck your nipples. I want you to sit on my face. I want to bury my face in your pussy. And I want you to fuck me. Really fuck me. Fuck me in missionary while you stroke my cock. I want you to have a strap on and to lube it up and to spread my legs and to fuck me, long deep strokes, while you control my cock and I suck on your nipples....’

I've been waiting for you to submit to me this way. I smile and tell you to lie on your back on the bed. I have come prepared and have a surprise in my bag. The thought of fucking you has turned me on so much that I'm trembling but I want to keep the upper hand here as long as I can. I attach the strap-on and move close to you. I stroke my own cock, lubing it, while I watch you stroke yours. I bend down to lick your balls, tease your cock and circle my tongue around your ass. I move a finger into your tight hole, telling you to relax, and then tease you with the tip of my cock. I slowly push it in, watching you, bending down to lick the tip of your cock as I ease into you. I can see this is hard and yet incredibly exciting for you at the same time. I suck on your nipples, lick your ears, and whisper, 'Do you like that? Do you like my cock in your ass?' You groan, yes. I've completely stretched you out. It hurts, but it feels incredible, too. I’m on my knees, upright, and slowly going deep with every thrust, my hand wrapped around your cock. Fuck, it's hard. Stroking you with every thrust, my other hand pinching your nipples, touching my clit and then sticking my wet, creamy finger into your mouth and on your nostrils, so you can smell me and taste me. Thrust. Stroke – you’re beside yourself. ‘Fuck me,’ you say. ‘Fuck me harder. Stroke my cock.’

I lean forward, my weight on you, my nipples against your chest, and kiss you. Deep, my tongue inside you, my cock inside you, my smooth hand stroking your cock. God, now youwant to fuck me. It feels so good you don't want me to stop but you’re losing your head. You push you back - strongly - and pause for a moment speared but over me, stroking your own cock now. You rise and rip that strap on off me, push me on my back and grab both of my knees and push them back, until my ass and pussy are stretched out before you. You bury your face in my cunt - so wet, it's oozing - and lick my hole and clit and tell me you’re going to fuck me. Fuck me hard.

‘Do you want me to fuck you?’ you say. ‘I'm going to fuck you so hard you're not going to be able to walk tomorrow,’ slide your dick into me. Deep and slow for a few strokes. I moan; gasp – you’re filling me now - and than start slamming me. As soon as you enter me I cum and feel my whole body spasm. 'Fuck me. Fuck me harder' I say. And you do, slamming against me, making my clit swell more and throb. I grab your ass with my hands, trying to bury you inside me more but I can't. I push against you with my pelvis, rubbing myself and gripping your cock, and cum again, groaning and throwing my head back. I'm panting, grunting so animal and I want more of you. I try to pull away from you so I can calm down, so I can regain control but you don't let me. You pin my hands back over my head, lean down to bite a nipple and continue to pound into me. I'm shaking my head from side to side, eyes wide and wild, convulsing with another orgasm. I bend up and bite you hard on the shoulder, my hands at your back, pulling you in while you stroke harder and harder.

You won't stop; not yet. You have a lot of built up desire and it's all coming out. My hands over my head; your mouth everywhere - my neck and ears and mouth and nipples, your hips just slamming, and I’m writhing and crying like a puma in heat. ‘You can take bites out of my shoulder - that just makes me go harder,’ you say. Suddenly you do pull out, though, and flip me over, and then start fucking me again from behind. Your hands on my hips, reaching around to my clit, stroking it - you want me to cum and cum and cum. You grab my hair and pull, and smack my ass as you jackhammer me. ‘Stroke my balls,’ you say, and I can feel them bump me with every stroke. After I cum again, you slow down. Way down. Gently stroking in and out, you lean forward and whisper in my ear: ‘I'm going to cum in your mouth. Are you ready to taste my cum?’ I moan, not wanting you to stop fucking me but wanting to taste you. You just smile at my distress, pull out and move in front of me. You keep me on my knees and begin to fuck my mouth as hard as you’d fucked my pussy. Very quickly I can feel the tenseness in your cock and my mouth fills with your warm, salty cum. ‘Beautiful’ you say.

Indulgence

We're standing in front of a full length mirror, both naked, you behind me, your hands on my breasts and stomach, mouth on my neck, my hand on your cock as we watch one another become increasingly aroused. You behind me, watching you watching me, your hands on me, on my breasts, slipping your fingers along my pussy. You take my hands, place
them up and in front of me, so I’m leaning a bit on the mirror. You slide down my back, to my ass, and start licking and probing while you stroke your cock for me. I can see your head and your body – you’re on your knees and you grip your smooth, bald balls, showing them to me, working your cock for me as you slowly lick my ass. 'Like what you see?'

I do like what I see and say so. I'm moaning too though, your tongue In me, making me squirm with delight, and I ask you to put a finger into my pussy and finger fuck me while you're fucking me with your tongue in the ass. I take one hand off the mirror, to pinch my nipples and then rub my clit. I push two fingers into my pussy, fucking with you, our fingers moving together, and I cum right then. As I shudder, I take my fingers out, slick and wet, and reach down between my legs so I can grab your cock. 'Do you want me to taste you?'

‘Yes, taste me.’ You say. You want to watch; you stand up, your hand wrapped around the base of your cock, squeezing, making it as swollen as possible for me, making the head big, the skin stretched tight. ‘Do you want to suck my cock?’

‘Always...' I say. I get down on my knees, parallel to the mirror, so you can watch and I can catch a glimpse too. I lick just along the tip, the outside and then lick up and down the shaft, like a lollypop, and then move down so my nose is buried under your balls, my tongue flicking along the base. I move up and take one ball then the other into my mouth, sucking and licking each while you continue to stroke yourself. I look up at you and tell you I want you to give me a pearl necklace. 'Will you?'

‘I will, baby,’ you say, but you want to make me work for it a bit more first. You love your balls in my mouth; you love to watch me suck on them, to watch my tongue on your cock. You want to hear me while I’m sucking and licking. You want to hear me say how much I like it, how good it tastes, how wet I am. You want to hear me moan and to make myself cum while I suck. All of it. And while I’m licking and sucking, and you’re stroking, you reach down and take a nipple between your fingers. You roll it, pinch it, roll it some more; the feeling turns you on; watching it even more so. Your hips buck and you take my hair in your hands and pull it - not too hard, but hard enough that I can feel it. You want my hands on your cock, too, not just your own. I reach down and slip my fingers over my cunt and clit, get them wet, and reach up and slide them into your mouth; that way you can taste me, too. Your cock looks good in my hands and mouth, but
more than anything it's what I’m saying that turns you on, when you say, ‘I'm going to cum all over you. I want to cum, hot and milky, on your lips and tits.’

You lay down on the floor in front of the mirror, my pussy over your mouth as I continue to suck your cock. You slip a finger into my pussy and I start to moan, another orgasm rising as I say, 'Fuck me baby, fuck me harder' and you slip in two fingers, then three and finally your whole fist is inside me, I'm screaming its feels so good and hurts too, and I pant and grunt, bucking your fist, my hips circling and gyrating, your tongue now on my clit and I fucking explode then and disappear for just a moment, uncertain of where I am or who as the absolute pleasure washes over me.

You push me off you and then sit with one hip against the mirror and lower me over your swollen cock so I can ride you cowboy, and I say 'Oh god, fuck me, fuck me, please' and groan and start to lift myself up and down, squatting over your massive hard-on, taking you in, down to the root, and bouncing back up, my tits bouncing too, and you grab those and greedily suck on my nipples while I fuck you.

As you watch me move up and down, sliding up and down, on your
Cock you say, ‘I love to see my cock inside you, all wet and glistening every time you rise.’ You’re sucking my tits, my nipples, sucking greedily, trying to get my whole breast in your mouth while I buck, an eye turned toward the mirror. You can't hold this long; you’re close to cuming, so you push me off and look me in the eyes and say, ‘Hungry?’

I kneel so I can see and you stand, and slip your wet cock into my mouth. Back and forth, fucking my face; god that's sexy. ‘Make yourself cum,’ you say, and as I do, you pull out of my mouth and take over, stroking your cock for me to see, in my face and in the mirror. ‘I'm cumming,’ you groan, your hips straining forward, and I tilt my head back, open my mouth like a good girl, and your milky white cum, viscous and thick, squirts over my lips. Another pump and it's over my neck, dripping from my mouth to my chin. ‘Don't swallow,’ you say. ‘Open your mouth, show me your tongue,’ you say. ‘I want to see my cum on you.’ And then you bend down and kiss my mouth, deeply, swirling your cum between us.

Rappahannock River

We were two of five chaperones for a group of teenagers on a canoe/camping trip. We came up from our suburban address on a late June afternoon. We set camp, had dinner and prepared for an early morning canoe trip. Late that evening, after dinner, after lights out, while everyone still tittered in the tents, we went exploring. We were camped on an embankment above the Rappahannock. Although Culpeper glowed anemically on the horizon, we were far from city lights and walking around camp with just the moon was an adventure in itself.

Our intent had been to explore and escape the kids. As our eyes adjusted to the ambient light, we decided to risk a climb down the embankment to a spot lit by the rising moon-a small island bounded by rapids.

After much sliding and slipping we made it down and waded in. The water was cold, rushing around our shins, and we held hands as we crossed to the little spit of land. Once on the island, we hugged, kissing, my hands in your shirt, you warning we’d get caught, me saying I have an idea.

I kneel and pull your swim trunks to your ankles, wrapping my chilled hands around your growing erection. On my knees, I lick the tip of your cock, slowly taking its length into my mouth, cupping your balls, nuzzling the curly hair. You sigh, wrapping your hands in my hair, holding my head, slowly fucking my mouth.

Its a hot night-the woods dense with cicadas and the whir of mosquitoes. You are lost in the motion of your cock sliding in and out of my mouth, my mouth warmer than the night air but not by much. I reach into the waist of my shorts, snaking under the elastic of my panties so that I can touch myself. I love the weight of your cock, its mass resting on my tongue. I rub my fingers in my own wetness and rub them expertly over my swollen clit.

The feeling of your cock hitting the back of my mouth, thrusting into my throat, resonates through me, stirring me down to my cunt. My heart is pounding, the blood rushing in my brain as I feel an orgasm rise in me. I cum in great spasms but keep sucking your cock.

I am sweating now. I can taste the salt and feel the stickiness on the backs of my thighs where they are compressed against my calves. I pull back from your cock and rise, kicking off my shorts and panties, taking your hand, pulling you to the spot where the river runs in a white stream over the rocks.

The flush of the cold water shrinks your cock and cools my legs. We reach a point where the water rises to mid-thigh. We are kissing now, our shirts wet, grinding your groin into my leg. We reach the rocks and standing on my tip toes, I pull you close, my ass against the rock, one hand on your cock, bringing it to life, the other hand on my lips, spreading them, guiding your hardening erection into me. I moan as you push in, wrapping one leg around your waist, holding your shoulders tightly, biting your neck, as you slowly, blissfully, fuck me.

The water rushes around us. We are backlit by the moon, two silhouettes in the water, breathing, grunting, urging each other, immersed in the water, the sensation of your hot hard cock in my oh so wet pussy, moving more forcefully now as we cum together, slipping into the water and drifting until it is too shallow and we must break from each other.

On The Edge of My Seat

I have my hands buried in your hair, sighing with pleasure. I tell you how much I like the feeling of your warm tongue against my clit. I can feel your breath so intensely on my bare skin. You push a finger into my wet box and I lean over, lift your head and kiss you deeply, tasting myself on your lips.

And we kiss, for a long time. Tongues in mouth; tasting me, tasting me and you, your finger inside me. You move, from my mouth to my neck, bite it, to my ears, back to my neck, your finger slipping just a bit, teasing me, circling my clit. I catch my breath. You slide your tongue down my neck to my breasts - left first - not touching my nipples - then the right. Your face brushing against my nipples, but not your mouth. Your hands go to my breasts, taking one in each hand. Just cupping them, as you finally suck on my nipples.

I run my hands under my breasts, holding them for you, pinching as You suck and bite. You run your tongue down my belly, pushing my thighs Apart with your hands and then licking and nibbling the inside of each. I am moaning, loudly, as you move back to my cunt, replacing your finger with your tongue, and then adding your finger, fucking me with both. The sensation is incredible and I feel my legs shaking as an orgasm rises through me. You keep your finger inside me, adding another and moving your Mouth back to my clit, licking and sucking me. I wrap my legs around your shoulders, pulling you in closer, and I feel a smile steal across your face. I want you too though. I have my own hunger as I let my hands slip from my breasts to your chest, down to your cock.

You groan when you feel my hands on your cock. It makes your whole body stiffen. But you’re not finished with me. ‘Turn over,’ you say. ‘I want your ass high in the air.’ I comply, arching my back for you, exposing myself, ass and cunt, for you. But you do nothing - for a moment - except stroke your own cock, watching and admiring. Then,kneeling behind me, you slip a finger into my pussy, then another. It's so wet; ‘Taste me’, I say. You lean down and slip your face between my ass cheeks, spreading them as wide as you can with your hands, licking my pussy and my asshole. I'm going crazy; you've got me all wound up and I just want you to fuck my ass with your tongue - in and out, as deep as you can push it, while you stroke and pinch my clit with your finger. ‘I want you to cum in my mouth,’ you say. ‘Do you like my tongue in your ass?’

‘God yes,’ I moan in response. And I do. Just the slight pressure of your finger on my clit makes me cum again. 'Fuck me' I sigh. 'Please fuck me'. You just laugh and give my ass a playful smack. I'm leaning over the chair, ass high, trembling with want, as you push your fingers into my pussy. Deep and hard so that I can hear that wet slapping sound. You change position, pushing your wet finger into my ass, your tongue Now inside my cunt. I am bucking against you, it is beyond my control. You fuck me harder and faster with your fingers and I hiss, 'fuck me fucker' and you just laugh again. I am shaking, every touch electric, I am so aroused. I reach a hand down to rub against my clit but you grab hold of my wrist, pinning my arm, licking and fucking me.

The sounds, the smells - it's driving me crazier and crazier. Pushing your finger inside my tight hole, fucking my ass with it, deep, right up to your hand, which smacks into me as you tongue my sopping wet pussy. Licking and sucking and licking, giving me a smack with your other hand, and then rubbing the red skin, red on white. ‘Spread your legs wider,’ you say. ‘Wider.’ You stand up and slap my pussy, twisting a finger in my ass. You’re hard as a rock; you won’t be able to stand it much longer. You walk around in front of me but keep a finger inside. Turning and fucking my ass. ‘Time for my cock, baby,’ you say. ‘Time for your mouth.’

Slapping my pussy.....I like that so much! As you move in front of me you run your hand through my hair, lifting my head so you can sink your hard cock into my open mouth. ‘Mmmm,’ I moan, and slurp and suck on your beautiful cock. I want you inside me so badly. I suck you greedily, taking you to the back of my throat, tasting all of you, your pubic hair tickling my nose, my hands cupping your balls. I pull back, or try to, but you keep your cock buried in my mouth, not Letting me stop. I am able to slid one of my fingers into my mouth, wetting it, and then running it along the base of your cock, applying pressure. I start to move my head back and forth, fast, fucking you with my mouth, and I can feel you tensing. You do pull out at last and tell me to lick your balls, to suck them, take them entirely into my mouth. Your smell is making me so hungry for you. I start to rub my clit with my hand, bringing myself close to orgasm again, so I can cum with you.

‘I'm not ready to cum yet, baby’ you say. ‘I'm not going to let you cum, either.’ You back off a moment, holding my head in your hands and give my ass a slap. ‘Just lick me,’ you say, only letting me you’re your cock from bottom to top, you holding my face so I can't gobble your engorged dick. With one hand you pinch my nipples - one, then the other. I want to touch myself and keep trying, but you grab my hands; ‘No touching, baby. Just your tongue licking my cock,’ you coo, your fingers on my nipples and in my hair. I beg you to fuck me, and fuck me hard. My ass squirming, hips moving.

I'm groaning with want but I can only lick your cock, like a popsicle. I circle the tip with my tongue, breathing hard, licking up the fluid, trying to take you all into my mouth but you hold back. I am crazy. The smells, the tastes, your voice, and I beg you to fuck me. You take my hands and pull me from the chair. You place them against the wall, up high, with me facing the wall. ‘Spread your legs,’ you command. I do but I can't stop my hips from shaking. ‘Keep your hands where I can see them,’ you say and grip my hips with your hands. I moan and you push your cock in all the way into my wet, hot pussy. My clit is so swollen and exposed, and while you fuck me you're slapping my clit and I collapse into a raging orgasm.

And you’re stroking, banging me from behind, hard, in and out; you won't stop, and at the end of each push I can feel your balls against me. ‘Do you like my cock inside of you?’ you say, fucking me, watching my ass move, reaching around to slap my clit. You can't hold out much longer. Suddenly you pull out, spin me around and push me to my knees. You look at me and I open my mouth. You slide your cock inside it as far as you can and explode - hot cum shooting inside of me, your whole body stiff, groaning...

Faux sleep part II

You are feigning sleep again. As before, I admire your body, wondering how long you’ll play at this charade as I suck your hard, beautiful cock. I am so wet from sucking your cock-I don't want to just touch myself this time. I stop touching you for just a moment so I can get out of my jeans. I straddle over your hard-on, and just brush the tip of your cock with my wet slit, barely making contact. Then I push you in a bit further. As you arch up to join me, I pull back and take you into my mouth again. I want to draw this out, enjoy you and myself.

I move around so my ass is facing you-this way you can push a finger inside me, in your sleep of course. As you slip one finger inside, I moan and suck you harder. I stop licking your cock and ask, 'Awake now?'

‘I'm awake, alright,’ you say, enjoying the sight of my ass and pussy right there. You push a finger in, and then out - slowly teasing me - and brush another finger over my clit. It's hard and swollen and I moan. You love my wetness; I hear you suck on your finger to taste me, and then push it back in. One finger; two fingers; three, even, and push inside me. You change hands and with a finger lubed from my wet pussy, run a finger over my asshole. Just on the hole, pushing and flicking.

‘Do you like that?’ you say, adding, ‘I love it when you suck my cock.’ You slowly slide a finger, wiggling, inside my tight little hole; deeper; deeper, until it's all the way in. Now you move to my clit and rub it with the other hand.

You’re inside me; inside my ass, rubbing my clit and listening to my moans. You rub my ass and then give it a quick and hard smack. I jump and let out a small cry. It turns red right away. You rub it and smack again, this time a little harder.

And then you push me away and sit up, kneeling. I’m still on my knees and you spank me again, sliding a hand - a whole arm - between my legs and moving your forearm up and down my slick pussy, while you spank me. You then turn me around and make me watch as I rub my sore ass, as you take your cock in your hand and stroke yourself. ‘Do you like that,’ you say, reaching to my nipple, pinching and rolling it between your fingers, my face inches from your hard cock.

I try to lunge forward and take your cock in my mouth but you put out one hand and stop me. I moan in frustration-I so want to have your hard, beautiful cock in my mouth and you're teasing me mercilessly. I look into your eyes, wanting you and you take my hand and place it on your hard cock. 'Stroke me' you say. I do but I am not as adept as you. You push my head down so I can lick and suck the tip of your cock while stroking it. 'That's right' you say. 'Lick me' and you give my already smarting ass another slap. I jump again but I don't let go of your shaft, moving up and down, licking and sucking your cock.

You place a hand under my chin and lift my face to yours-'What do you want?' you say. 'I want to suck your cock, bite your nipples and climb on top of you and fuck you like you deserve' I say. 'Good girl'. With that, you let my chin down and I resume licking and sucking. I move my hand down to your balls again but you tell me no-I'm to keep stroking you. You want me to take your balls in my mouth instead, hold them in that wet warmth. I do and breathe you in. I feel my own juices starting to drip down my leg. I want you so badly. But not yet.

You want your balls all in my mouth and I eagerly take them in. The whole package. I want my mouth full of your balls, my tongue sliding along them, slurping – you can hear the slurping - while you smack my ass and stroke your cock. ‘I want you to cum with my balls in your mouth,’ you say. ‘Make yourself cum without taking your mouth off my balls’ and at your words I do.

When I cum, I take my fingers and raise them up to your mouth, sliding them in, then touch myself again and put them into your mouth again. I want my juices in your mouth. Smack. You smack my ass again. I take my slippery fingers and pinch your nipples, watching your face, your balls still in my mouth. ‘My cock, baby, my cock,’ you say, and take my head in your hands, clutching my hair, and push my mouth on your cock, while my wet hand rubs your soaking balls. I'm crazy now. ‘Rub your fingers on your pussy and clit and get them wet.’ Then you lift my head. ‘Rub your juice on your lips,’ you say, and I do, and you lift my face to yours and kiss me deeply, sucking on my lips and tongue, tasting salty and hot and wet. ‘Good girl,’ you say again, ‘you're a good girl and you deserve my cock inside you.’

I want you inside me so badly too but I'm enjoying this kiss. I don't want it to end. I rub my fingers over my wet snatch again and push a finger into your mouth, letting you suck and lick it as I keep kissing your lips. My passion is rising and I'm trying to climb 'inside' you and be completely consumed.

As I keep kissing you, I push you back so you're lying on your back and I straddle your cock again. I can feel you arch up to reach the tip to my lips and I bear down on you, taking your cock in as deep as I can. My hands are in your hair now, pulling as I continue to kiss you. I begin to bounce wildly on your cock, fucking you as hard as I can. I cum again, and grunt and groan like a wild animal I'm so full of lust and want. I keep fucking you, harder and harder until you reach up and grip my arms and tell me to be still, to just feel you. I am trembling and panting, my eyes wild but I listen and lay down across your chest, closing my legs and feeling your weight and girth inside me.

‘Be still,’ you say, as we change the pace and you move very slowly inside of me, feeling every inch of my pussy, and nibbling on my neck and ear, whispering as your lips suck on my earlobe, 'can you feel my cock? Can you feel how hard it is inside of you? '

I want to move, but you want me barely moving, just feeling your cock inside, your mouth on me, your words in me. Your hands are onmy ass, rubbing it, moving over my back, my ribs, and I reach around and feel still balls, still slippery, as you slowly slide in and out of me. I want to cum, but I don't want to; I want it to last longer. You push me up a bit and take my breasts in your hands, my nipples in your fingers, and then squeeze them together so you can suck both nipples at once.

With that I lose all control and start to buck wildly again. You say ‘Shh…slow down’ but I can’t. I come in a wild, fucking riot, and you release yourself with me, your loud groans in my ear, biting my neck, smacking my ass as I feel your body stiffen and arch under me, burying yourself as deeply as you can, enjoying every inch of your release.

Stoic resistance

I walk in. The house is quiet, cold, still. I look for you and find you asleep in your bed, uncovered, unclothed, beautiful. I bend over, trace a finger along your chest, across your stomach, ending at your pubic hair. You stir a bit and I wonder, is he really asleep? But I don’t stop. I lower my head, burying my nose in your groin, breathing you in, nuzzling your balls, and take your semi-rigid cock into my mouth. I feel you grow immediately and I smile around you, cupping your balls in my soft hands. I glance up and can see a smile on your face as well; wicked, sexy bastard.

I continue with this charade that you’re asleep and I’m ravishing you. As I suck your cock, my mouth so warm and wet, I unbutton my shirt, pulling it off. I try to unbutton my jeans, to shimmy out of those, but I don’t want to stop licking and sucking you, your cock growing harder, flexing, the base pulsing. I am enjoying your smell and taste too much to stop.

But I want to. I want my pants off so I can touch myself, rub my swelling clit while I suck your cock. As I am having this inner debate with myself, I look up to see you now starting to sit, no longer pretending anything, your hands in my hair, you raise up to your knees and begin to fuck my mouth with deliberation. I can lose myself in your sweet salty taste and I let myself submit to you. But instead of filling my mouth with your cum, you pull away and begin to work on my jeans, pulling them off urgently, licking my pussy, slicking my cunt and before I can think you have me on my back, balls deep between my legs and I moan and shiver letting that first orgasm ripple through me.

I love the feel of your body, your hardness pounding into me, and I look up your torso, reaching up to pinch a nipple and enjoying your beautiful eyes and wicked grin. You are looking at me so intently, fully, I’m caught in your gaze and let a little moan escape. ‘You like that don’t you’ you say and as I hiss out ‘yes’ you move me, effortlessly, so that your cock never leaves my pussy but I’m now ass up, your hands gripping my hips, smacking me hard. I am bending in on myself, the tension building, but you pull me up by my hair, your lips on my neck, and I begin to fuck you back, thrusting my hips into you, feeling you sink in deep.

You turn me again, somehow rotating me on the axis of your erection, and now you have me in a scissor, my left foot on your shoulder, with you now at an angle to my cunt, and it feels so delicious. You can feel the tremor in my legs and ask me ‘You can cum many times?’. In response I cum again, a good full body climax, shaking and moaning and begging you to fuck me more. You are looking into my face and say you’re about to cum, is that okay? At first I am so swept away in my own tide that I mumble yes but then I change my mind.

‘No’, I say and I push you onto your back. As I begin to move, up and down on your cock, you try to move back against me. I take both your hands, move them over your head and tell you to be still, to ‘let me’. You relax and I kiss your face, your ear, biting your lips, kissing you deeply, my tongue on yours, and move down to lick your nipples. ‘Do you like that?’. ‘Oh yes’ you say.

I slowly begin to rock on your cock, as hard and stiff as from the start, and sneak my fingers down to cup your balls while I fuck you. You smile widely, that sinful, beautiful mouth, and say ‘I love when you fuck me’. I groan and just fuck you harder. Now I want you to cum and I say so. Instead you push me onto my back, how I don’t know, and now, your hands firmly planted by my head, you pound into me. I can feel your balls slapping against my ass and you say you’re about to cum but want me to cum with you. ‘Can you?’ ‘Oh yes’, I say and we both orgasm together, your cry overwhelming any sound I make. Your surrender, your total immersion turns me on so much that I feel a tremor of pleasure down to my toes.

You collapse back on your pillow, pull me close, and off to sleep we both go. For real this time.