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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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Thank you so very much for all your comments. I hope you continue to enjoy the story.
Part 6
It seemed forever untill she got out of the bath and entered the bedroom. A large, soft white towel wrapped around her body, and her hair wrapped in those turban like things that females do. She smiled, bent one leg forward on tiptoe, turned her hips inward and dropped the towel.
The curvier, sexier shape than when we first met was definitely more pleasing on the eye to me than my curvier shape must look to her. I just stared for a couple of seconds before I picked the towel up and stepped behind her to start to dry her.
I started on the shoulder blades, lightly kissing the areas that I patted dry. I couldn't see her eyes, but I knew they were closed, her back and neck was arching and a low humming emitting her throat.
She raised her arms horizontally, for me to dry. I'm not sure whether it was a submissive gesture or a dominant move ? Didn't matter, I went with the flow. The light touches under her arm pits made her shudder and giggle as it tickled, so obviously I did it again. I knew I'd get the same reaction when I got to her hips.
After working my way down her arms, she spread her fingers wide - you're taking the piss now I laughed to myself. I headed south after, those hips indeed tickling, causing an involuntary spasm when I got there. I stooped to dry the small of her back. Before I could get any lower, she slowly turned around. That splendid chest, with droplets of water spotted across it inches from my face.
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Great story, keep going |
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By *ob2Man
over a year ago
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Mmmmmmm fantastic |
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By *erri AnneTV/TS
over a year ago
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Love the slow build up  |
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Great story |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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For sure. To busy today though. Hopefully Friday or the weekend |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
gosport |
Part 7
The temptation was just to much. I lent forward, opened my mouth like a fish, covered her areola and suckled on her hardening, inviting nipple. 'You're supposed to be drying me, not making me wetter' she sighed, and (somewhat reluctantly I'd like to think) pushed my head away.
I continued patting her upper body dry. Her nipples (now extra wet with my spittle that I left on one of them), seemed to take ages to dry and grew with every touch. I was just about to start drying her crutch when she turned again, this time presenting her plump bottom to me.
'You can kiss my arse' she giggled. So I did. 'Not a French kiss you randy bastard' she scolded. I withdrew my tongue. Then forged ahead with my drying duties, all the way down to her feet, which she lifted one at a time for me to tickle, much to her frustration. HER frustration, there's me at eye level to her fanny, that's frustration.
She flopped back on to the towel which I'd previously laid on the bed. She bent her knees and put her feet together flat on the bed. Ever so slowly she opened her legs, showing me her glistening sex.
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By *ob2Man
over a year ago
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Mmmmm more please |
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And what did you do with that glistening pussy   |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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Part 8
She spread her feet wide, (she used to be able to do the splits, but still amazes me how far she can 'spread 'em').
I picked up the bowl of hot water and placed it on a hand towel on the bed. I picked the flannel out of the water and soaped it up. It was hot, but she liked it that way.
I placed it over her mound and pressed with my fingertips, I then rolled the palm of my hand down so it pushed the flannel against her outer lips. As usual at this point, a deep intake of breath, and an approving murmur followed.
I pressed and rotated my hand in a clockwise direction (don't know why clockwise ? Force of habit I guess ?), covering the whole area usually covered by her knickers. Also successfully parted her outer lips with my palm, again meeting with approvement. I applied pressure for a little while, a wiggle confirming she was enjoy the heat.
I returned the flannel into the bowl, rinsed it out and wiped away the soap (ok, I may have slipped in a cheeky finger up to the first knuckle, in both holes, lol).
I squirted the shaving gel onto her pubes, (it was met with the usual 'shit that's cold', I wouldn't warm it up if I could, lol.) Rubbed it in and lathered it up with enthusiasm, reached for the 5 bladed razor, lifted her little belly up (I think it's cute anyway) and started with a left to right swipe where the top of her knickers sit.
A rinse of the blades, then down her left side and back up the right completing the first triangular pattern. The process duplicated, and the triangle left getting smaller each time. I left a little tuff about the highest point of her lips. I pressed and rotated in a circular motion on that tufty spot just above her clit each rotation for added stimulation.
I pulled it and held the tuff at just before the 'ouch' point. She reiterated the point by pushing down with her bum to push the 'ouch' point to the limit
Next the really intimate bit...
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"Next the really intimate bit..."
Really looking forward to that |
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By *andy IanMan
over a year ago
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Remember when I shaved my lover her first bald pussy we both loved the experience  |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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I jetted the shaving gel onto the top of her thighs 'ain't you worked out how to warm it up get?' She protested. 'You know I wouldn't tell you if I had' I replied.
I covered the intimate area and paused to admire it. (I'm just a little wierd like that I suppose). I folded the left outer lip over the treasured area, and proceeded to remove the hair in little strokes while keeping the skin tight with the other hand.
'Will you be careful', I ignored her protests. 'I've shaved your fanny more times than you have, so be quiet and enjoy it' I said in an authoritative tone. (I get fed up with her saying that everytime, and no, I've never even nicked her once).
I duplicated the procedure of the right side. Then pushed her legs up high and removed the hair around her arsehole. I lowered her legs, rinsed the residue away and parted her lips.
Her lips aren't big, but aren't small either, just enough to tug on. I manipulated her lips into place, and commented how they resembled a pink butterfly . 'How do you think of that kinda stuff ?' She giggled. 'Shh, just enjoy'.
I gently pulled back the hood of her clit with my thumb and forefinger of my left hand. With the forefinger of my right hand I gently 'flicked' her exposed, little bean. Again, and again, watching the bud vibrate as it was ever so lightly assaulted.
A low groan, and out of nowhere, some self lubricant glistened in the bright bedroom light. (The light has a dimmer switch for differing moods). Both her hands appeared and held her own lips open.
My right index finger rotated around her clitoris as my thumb switched from tickling her uretha and probing her hole entrance.
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By (user no longer on site)
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Brilliant mate |
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Loving this....great slow buil up! |
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Will she ever get out? Or change her mind for a night of passion??? |
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Keep it coming |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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She held her lips open to grant me easier access. I took a deep breath and slowly and steadily blew on her clit. I then lent forward and 'stabbed' her clit repeatedly with my tongue.
Her groans and moans were changing in pitch, volume and length as I switched to using the full width of my tongue to lap slowly at the sweet tasting, exposed sex. Probing her hole, then nodding up to her clit and back. Ensuring the stud in my tongue drew over her bud.
I kept this up for a couple of minutes, humming when I got to her clit. For good measure, and comic value I occasionally blew a raspberry also. By this time I was also fingering her arsehole, maybe fingering is a slight exaggeration, my little finger was first knuckle deep.
As her breath quickened, so did the speed and firmness of the oral assault that I was performing on her. "You know what's going to happen if you carry on like that' she just about managed to say in stuttering breath.
I speed up, knowing my reward would soon be forthcoming. With her head thrown back, back arched, crutch thrust toward my now firmly held head she came. She squirted long and hard into my open mouth, I tried to swallow as much of the bitter tasting ejaculate as quickly as possible, but I ended up choking spluttering much to her amusement. 'Swallow my juice like a real man' she mocked. |
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Can’t beat a good squirter  |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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See Lindaw50 in the post above. |
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Can't wait to see where this goes |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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Part 11
'Damn you. I'm going to have to have another shower now. I'm all sweaty and smell of cum !' She half heartily complained.
'Stay where you are, you may aswell smell of my cum too' I reasoned. And went to climb on top of her.
'Get off. We agreed to wait until later'. She pushed me off and headed for the bathroom. Pausing at the door, she turned round, looked me in the eye, smiled, and wagged her finger at me. 'Now piss off downstairs, pour me some more wine, and wait DOWNSTAIRS for me'. With a chuckle she went for another shower.
Reluctantly I adjusted myself and retreated downstairs, and indeed poured her more wine.
I paced up and down, thinking of a handful of excuses to cancel the night out with the girls. All of these excuses seemed pretty lame though. I wanted to open a second (maybe third?) bottle of wine to share with her. She was definitely up for sex now for sure.
'What do you think then?' She questioned as she entered the living room. She made me jump. I hadn't heard her come downstairs or even thought she'd been that long getting ready. I turned to look at her.
'Fuck me' I mouthed. 'You scrub up alright I suppose.' I nonchalantly replied. 'Cheeky bastard' she laughed as she walked past me to the glass of wine on the table.
She looked absolutely stunning. I was ashamed to admit that I forgot she was. Her hair let loose for a change, and curled all wavy, her make up classy and not to much, the dress clung to her wonderful curves, her boobs looking even bigger than normal and enough on show to immediately draw your eyes to them, and her high heels accentuated her legs.
She stopped short of the table and bent at the waist so she could reach the wine. She looked over her shoulder, knowing I'd be looking. Her little black dress risen up just enough to show a glimpse of suspender straps. |
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Great story |
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Nice |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
gosport |
Part 12
That was it. I quickly made up the gap between us and stood behind her. I lifted the rest of her dress up so I could fully admire the magnificence of my sexy wife.
The six strap suspenders looking at least fifty percent more sexy than the standard four, (I smiled at my bad pun). The high heels and stockings highlighting how good her legs look. The silky knickers all taught due to her bending over begging for me to rub my cock over them. I couldn't help myself, I took a suspender strap in each hand and twanged them. Surely one of the sexiest sounds ever.
'Enough. Come on let's go we'll be late'. She stood up and straighted her dress out. And scratched her nails down the outline of my hard cock through my jeans. She half turned and smiled at the shudder that this caused me, her eyes loving the obvious twitch of my cock. |
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His isn't the only cock twitching |
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Don't think she'll be with the girls for long. |
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Carry on |
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What next??? I can't bare the suspense |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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Part 13
She sat in the middle of the back seat. I thought it odd, but assumed she didn't want me groping her, lol. The real reason soon became apparent though.
Before we set off, i adjusted the rear view mirror so I could see her whenever I wanted. She looked at me intently, and hitched her dress up. Ran a hand up slowly from her knees towards her crotch, her legs spreading further apart the higher she got.
Her chin was resting on her other hand. Her index finger lightly brushing her lips. Her tongue coating that finger before her lips formed an 'o' and sucked it into her mouth. Gradually her mouth bobbed up and down her digit, her gaze holding me.
Her finger drew down towards her left breast. It circled her nipple a few times before her hand cupped her boob and gently massaged it. The process was repeated on her other breast. I was absolutely captivated as I watched her hand head south towards her other hand.
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By *erri AnneTV/TS
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The tension is building |
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By *ussD1Man
over a year ago
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I’d probably crash the bloody car  |
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Great story |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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Part 14
'That's enough. We don't want to make the seat and my dress wet do we?' She rearranged her dress and moved so she was sitting behind me. 'You'd best reposition that rear view mirror aswell don't you think?'.
I readjusted the mirror, then readjusted my hard cock in its confineds of my pants. 'We'll get Cherrie first' she instructs me. I sigh, turn the ignition, then mirror, signal, manoeuvre, and head towards Cherrie's place.
I strongly dislike Cherrie, our contempt for each other is obvious, it's more like hate on my part. Think a less attractive 'miss trunchbull' from the book/film 'matilda'. She constantly looks down on me and passes snide remarks. Her skinny, half pint, pathetic husband is barely a man.
It's only a five minute journey, and we see it waiting under the lamppost outside it's house. 'And the award for ugliest hooker goes to ...' I remarked. 'Shut up you, don't ruin this night for me'. We pull up and it tries to open the door three times, but fails. I snigger and unlock the doors which I discreetly locked on the way over. |
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By *mfao88Man
over a year ago
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Can't wait to hear more x |
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Hopefully we'll hear further accounts of this evening you might even fuck the snotty one. |
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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Part 15
'It' got in the back of the car and glared at me in the rear view mirror. I smirked back. I tried not to look to see if I could catch a glance up her legs to see if those nylons were stockings. I chastised myself and called myself a 'sick pervert' for even wanting to know, lol.
The next pick up was Lisa. Lisa is the oldest of the group and the most conservative. Think a fuddy, duddy, librarian with the same bob hair do for the last twenty years, specs and rarely wore make up. A beautiful person on the inside, yet a plain jane on the outside. One your mother would be happy if you took home.
Just to show my repugnance for 'it', I got out of the car and opened the door for Lisa as she headed down the path towards the car.
Lisa gave me a lovely smile as she clicked down the path. 'High heels, that's a first' I thought as I raised an eyebrow in shock. 'Bloody hell, fishnets too' I raised the other eyebrow too.
She saw the quizzed look on my face and cracked the perfect model smile. 'Why can't I find a perfect gentleman like you ?' 'I'm not always a gentleman' I flirted. 'Oh, I know, I've heard'. She returned the flirt with a wink.
'Maybe you'll find out later'. 'Find out what?' I questioned. 'Tights or stockings' she whispered as she lent in to give me peck on the cheek before filling the last of the seats in the back.
'Wow, I didn't see that coming'. I was actually very surprised, and curiously turned on.
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By *ussD1Man
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keep going fella, I’m liking this |
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