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She pressed the doorbell and stood there waiting. She was breathing deeply, tense, excited. She heard the footsteps from inside and then saw the handle turn. The door swung inwards and she saw him in the flesh for the first time. They had met over the internet, exchanged pictures, exchanged fantasies, but never actually touched. The atmosphere was electric between them, they had waited for so long for an opportunity, and as he beckoned her into the flat and she walked past him she felt a little unsteady on her feet.
She was dressed to kill. High heels, a black silk dress, her hair worn up revealing her slender neck. She could feel his eyes burning into her from behind and she emphasised her hips as she slinked across the room. He closed the door and followed close behind, neither saying a word. That was the way they had arranged it. No words. Not until afterwards.
A bottle of champagne was chilling in a bucket of ice on the table and her filled two glasses, handing one two her. Their eyes met and smouldered for each other as she took a delicate sip, licking her lips afterwards provocatively. He smiled at her and then walked over to the balcony where the cool summer night breeze whispered.
She joined him and they stood together for a moment, sipping champagne and drinking in each other. Then he took her glass from her and placed it on the ledge of the balcony next to his own. He ran his hand over her cheek and she moved towards his touch. His fingers lingered on her face for a moment and then moved down to her shoulder. He gently turned her around until her back was against his chest, then she felt his warm breath against her neck. He kissed it, softly at first, one hand on her shoulder the other around her waist, pulling her tighter against him. She could feel the hardness of his cock against her backside and she gyrated her hips a little, circling against him. He moaned lightly as she did so and the pressure of his kisses increased.
His hand moved up from her waist, tracing a line over her belly, up to her chest. He cupped one breast in his hand and squeezed it. She moaned in return and pushed harder against his cock. His other hand moved from her shoulder down to her hip and gripped it firmly. He began to push his hard length against her as she pushed back at him. He continued to kiss her as he kneaded her breasts with greater passion. Their hips gyrated against each other as his hand moved down her thigh, searching for the hem of her dress. When he found it he slipped his hand underneath and slid it back upwards again, hitching up the dress as he did so. He could feel she was wearing no underwear and it hardened his cock even more. He could feel her wetness already and just managed to resist the urge to push his fingers inside her. Instead he manoeuvred her so that she was leaning on the balcony looking outwards. He knelt behind her and pushed her dress up over her hips. She felt the breeze against her bare skin. In the distance she could see people moving around, going about there business, but too far away to see her face, too far to hear her moans. She felt his tongue at the back of one ankle, felt it trace a line up her calf, up her thigh, over the cheek of her backside. His hands gripped both cheeks and began to massage them as his tongue snaked between them. He teased her tight arse gently for a moment and then moved down to her sweet, damp pussy. With his fingers squeezing her cheeks, his thumbs gently parted her lips and he pushed his tongue inside her. She gasped as she felt it and gripped the balcony tightly. He began to probe inside her, circling, darting, French-kissing her hot, wet hole as if it were her mouth.
As he lapped hungrily at her pussy she moved her hands to her breasts and began to squeeze them. She felt her nipples hardening and she played with them as her pussy began to grind back against his tongue. He pushed his tongue harder inside her, deeper, stretching as far as he could, devouring her. One hand moved around in front
and began to massage her clit, frigging it gently at first, increasing the pressure and the pace in time with her moans.
He tongued her expertly for what seemed like hours, an orgasm beginning to build inside her, pulsing from deep inside, growing steadily, becoming a wave of pure pleasure. He could feel her pussy muscles contracting as the first wave hit her and he moved the thumb of his other hand between the cheeks of her arse. He began to massage her tight hole as he licked her pussy and frigged her clit. She squeezed her tits harder, panting, moaning. He pushed his thumb inside her arse as the wave of orgasm broke over his tongue. She cried in ecstasy as he slowly fucked her asshole with his thumb whilst licking her dripping hole. Her moans rose in volume and intensity until they finally began to subside, her chest rising and falling, her breath short.
He stood up and turned her around and she pulled him towards her forcefully, her hand round the back of his neck. Their mouths met, tongues hungry for each other. She tasted herself on him.
They stood entwined for a while, kissing passionately, hands rubbing, squeezing, stroking each other. Then they broke away. She pushed him back a little and reached up and undid her hair, letting it fall about her shoulders. She undid the zip at the back of her silky dress and let it fall to the floor, revealing her naked beauty in the moonlight. She stepped out of the dress, took his hand and walked him across the flat, her high heels clacking against the varnished wood floor.
When they reached the bedroom she turned him round and pushed him back onto the bed, his feet still on the floor, legs parted. She knelt between them and moved her hands up his thighs. She pushed his shirt up his body until his belt was revealed, then she undid it slowly with her teeth. She pulled down his trousers and boxer shorts until they were round his ankles and then licked her lips and smiled at him as she saw his hard cock in front of her. She kept her eyes glued on his and then started to lick gently at his balls. She could feel them tighten at her touch. She moved her tongue slowly up the base of his shaft, all the way along the underside until she reached the head. She kissed it playfully and then took his length in her hand and pulled it upright. She started to move her hand up and down, wanking him slowly, carefully, her eyes engaging his all the time. Then she licked her lips, opened her mouth and slowly devoured his cock inch by inch, her tongue feeling every ridge, every vein on the way down. When she had taken as much inside her as she could she held it there and squeezed his balls, then slowly moved her head back up and releasing it. He moaned with pleasure as she did it. She took the head between her lips again and forced her mouth down his hardness once more, taking in as much as she could, holding it, then sliding back up. She carried on like this for a few minutes, squeezing his balls on every down-stroke. She sucked on him hungrily, her saliva running down the length of his cock, her pace increasing. She felt his hips rising to meet her, and she put her hands behind her back and clasped her hands together. She kept her head still and let him fuck her mouth at his own pace. He moaned loudly as his rigid tool slid in and out of her mouth. She moaned in return, the vibrations stimulating him further. His hips bucked faster and faster as he approached climax until he could hold back no more. He exploded deep in her throat, a hot jet of cum. She pulled her head away and his cock sprang back against his belly as it fired off more and more hot spunk. She grabbed his cock with one hand, his balls with the other, and milked him until he was empty. Then she slowly moved up his body and, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on his, proceeded to lap up the cum from his belly like a greedy kitten…
…When she had finished swallowing his cum, She started gently massaging his balls, bringing his cock back to life, hardening it again. It didn’t need much coaxing as she kissed it softly, licking the head until it was engorged once more. He removed the rest of his clothes until he was as naked as her and then pulled her on top of him. They kissed passionately for a while, his hand between her legs, feeling her wetness, his fingers inside her, frigging her rhythmically, her hard nipples pointing into his chest. She felt his hard cock against her belly and she pressed herself hard against it, wanting it inside her so badly. He was on his back, her on top of him, and she straddled him and moved up his body on her knees until her hot pussy was inches above his face. Then she lowered herself onto him, feeling his tongue slide inside her again, rubbing herself against him, grinding down. She rode his face until she came again and then moved up the bed and dropped onto her hands and knees. He rolled over and knelt behind her, her beautiful arse in the air in front of him, cunt glistening with her juices and his saliva. She wiggled her hips at him and he reached for her, grabbing her cheeks, squeezing them, positioning his cock against her waiting hole.
He held his cock in his hand and nudged it slowly between her lips, just the head. He held it there for a moment. She tried to push back against him but he stopped her with his other hand. Then he started moving his cock in a slow circle, stretching her pussy slowly, gyrating his hips. She purred with pleasure. He pulled his cock out again and wiped her juices onto her arse cheeks. Then he pushed it inside her again, just a few inches this time, holding it there, teasing her, stretching her. Then he pulled out again, wiping his cock on her soft flesh. He slid it in once more, half-way this time, holding it again for a few seconds, then stretching her again. She ached to be fucked, but he carried on tormenting her with his rigid cock. Eventually he slid the whole length inside her and held it there. This time he didn’t move it, didn’t stretch her, he just held it. He gripped both arse cheeks with his hands and pushed her forward until just the tip of his cock remained inside her, holding her there until she could take no more, then he let her go. She rammed herself back, hard against his cock, impaling herself on it with a loud gasp. He let her fuck his cock with her wet cunt instead of the other way around, enjoying watching her pleasure for a while. Then he began to push back against her thrusts, until they were both bucking as hard as they could, both panting, both moaning. He reached forward with one hand and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back a little, using the leverage to force himself deeper inside her. He increased his pace, screwing her harder from behind. His other hand moved up her body, caressing her swinging tits, squeezing them, then upwards, towards her face. His finger felt for her mouth and she took it between her lips, sucking on it hard. When it was dripping with her saliva he pulled it out and traced it down her spine slowly until he reached the base. Then he slid it between her arse cheeks and pushed it inside her tightest hole. She moaned even more loudly as he did it.
He slid his finger in up to the knuckle, pulling his cock out of her pussy as he did so. Then he pulled his finger back out of her arse and pushed his cock back into her pussy. Then he pushed his finger in and pulled his cock out, finger in, cock out, finger in cock out, fucking both holes in rhythm. She squeezed her tits hard with one hand and reached between her legs with the other, grasping for his balls. She began to squeeze them as his thrusts increased in pace and power, his orgasm nearing. She felt her own climax begin and she thrust herself back on his hard cock with even greater vigour. A few more hard pumps and they were both on the point of explosion.
Just before he shot his load he pulled out of her and rolled her onto her back, straddling her body. He started pumping his cock with his hand feverishly and it was just a matter of seconds before the first thick wad of spunk splashed across her tits. He
jerked his cock faster still and watched another gob arc across her face. He emptied himself over her chest and mouth as she moaned in pleasure….
…They lay there for a while, both panting hard, cheeks flushed. She licked up what remained of his spunk from her lips and chin and rubbed the rest into her chest until it glistened amongst the perspiration. Then she got up from the bed and walked out of the room while he watched her, his cock now only semi-hard but growing slightly as her beautiful arse slinked away from him. She returned a few moments later carrying a chair from the dining room. She put it down at the end of the bed and sat on it, her legs spread, heels on the mattress so he could see her swollen pussy. She licked her finger seductively and then began to play with herself while he watched. As her finger slid in and out of her sodden cunt his cock began to stiffen once more. He stroked it gently, coaxing it. Her eyes were closed as she frigged herself slowly to orgasm while he watched, and after she had climaxed she pulled her finger out and sucked on it whilst looking at him. Then she beckoned him towards her with it and he made his way to the foot of the bed. She stood up and motioned to him to take her place in the chair and he obliged. Then she stood astride him and bent down so he could lick and suck on her stiff nipples, dangling them in front of his face. He took his time with each one, his tongue flicking over them, his lips caressing them. She turned around and bent over, showing him her backside. She pulled her cheeks apart and wiggled her hips, teasing him with her tight hole but not letting him touch it. She lowered herself down so that the tip of his now hard cock was just touching her arsehole, and she started gyrating her pelvis, moving round in a circle with his cock head pressed against her. Then she stopped and turned to face him again. She placed her hands on his shoulders and her high-heeled shoes onto the seat and pulled herself into a crouching position on top of him. He put his hands under her arse cheeks and supported her weight as she positioned herself over his rigid tool. She guided the tip of his cock towards her tight backside and let go off his shoulders. Now it was only his strength that was holding her. She rocked slowly against his cock for a moment until he just entered the hotness of her arse. He held her there, hovering for a while, his eyes fixed on hers. She looked wild with pleasure as she nodded to him. He pulled his hands away and let gravity impale her deep in her arsehole, up to the balls. She gasped in delight as he filled her, and he reciprocated as his cock was squeezed into her body. She left him buried deep for a while, just grinding against him, stretching herself on his stiff circumference. Then she placed her hands on his shoulders again and began to rise and fall, ever so slowly, moaning with each stroke. As she became accustomed to the sensation she increased the speed of her movements, lifting herself up slowly, then slamming herself down hard, her cheeks slapping against his thighs. It continued like that for a good while, slowly up and hard down, slowly out and deep and hard in, up and down, in and out. Up and down, in and out. He grabbed at her tits with one hand, squeezing them, kneading them, pulling them, the other hand played with her wet cunt, fingers inside, thumb against her clit, stimulating her at every turn. Her moans turned to gasps as the pace increased even further, each time she slammed down on his cock with her arse his fingers shot deeper into her dripping pussy. She felt herself cum again and again as she fucked him in the chair, and it wasn’t too long before he began to grunt his way to a third ejaculation. Before he could explode again she pulled herself off of him and knelt between his knees and finished him off with her mouth, his cock hard and deep, almost to the back of her throat. With a yell he emptied himself in her mouth and she kept him there until she had swallowed every drop of him. His head fell back against
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She pressed the doorbell and stood there waiting. She was breathing deeply, tense, excited. She heard the footsteps from inside and then saw the handle turn. The door swung inwards and she saw him in the flesh for the first time. They had met over the internet, exchanged pictures, exchanged fantasies, but never actually touched. The atmosphere was electric between them, they had waited for so long for an opportunity, and as he beckoned her into the flat and she walked past him she felt a little unsteady on her feet.
She was dressed to kill. High heels, a black silk dress, her hair worn up revealing her slender neck. She could feel his eyes burning into her from behind and she emphasised her hips as she slinked across the room. He closed the door and followed close behind, neither saying a word. That was the way they had arranged it. No words. Not until afterwards.
A bottle of champagne was chilling in a bucket of ice on the table and her filled two glasses, handing one two her. Their eyes met and smouldered for each other as she took a delicate sip, licking her lips afterwards provocatively. He smiled at her and then walked over to the balcony where the cool summer night breeze whispered.
She joined him and they stood together for a moment, sipping champagne and drinking in each other. Then he took her glass from her and placed it on the ledge of the balcony next to his own. He ran his hand over her cheek and she moved towards his touch. His fingers lingered on her face for a moment and then moved down to her shoulder. He gently turned her around until her back was against his chest, then she felt his warm breath against her neck. He kissed it, softly at first, one hand on her shoulder the other around her waist, pulling her tighter against him. She could feel the hardness of his cock against her backside and she gyrated her hips a little, circling against him. He moaned lightly as she did so and the pressure of his kisses increased.
His hand moved up from her waist, tracing a line over her belly, up to her chest. He cupped one breast in his hand and squeezed it. She moaned in return and pushed harder against his cock. His other hand moved from her shoulder down to her hip and gripped it firmly. He began to push his hard length against her as she pushed back at him. He continued to kiss her as he kneaded her breasts with greater passion. Their hips gyrated against each other as his hand moved down her thigh, searching for the hem of her dress. When he found it he slipped his hand underneath and slid it back upwards again, hitching up the dress as he did so. He could feel she was wearing no underwear and it hardened his cock even more. He could feel her wetness already and just managed to resist the urge to push his fingers inside her. Instead he manoeuvred her so that she was leaning on the balcony looking outwards. He knelt behind her and pushed her dress up over her hips. She felt the breeze against her bare skin. In the distance she could see people moving around, going about there business, but too far away to see her face, too far to hear her moans. She felt his tongue at the back of one ankle, felt it trace a line up her calf, up her thigh, over the cheek of her backside. His hands gripped both cheeks and began to massage them as his tongue snaked between them. He teased her tight arse gently for a moment and then moved down to her sweet, damp pussy. With his fingers squeezing her cheeks, his thumbs gently parted her lips and he pushed his tongue inside her. She gasped as she felt it and gripped the balcony tightly. He began to probe inside her, circling, darting, French-kissing her hot, wet hole as if it were her mouth.
As he lapped hungrily at her pussy she moved her hands to her breasts and began to squeeze them. She felt her nipples hardening and she played with them as her pussy began to grind back against his tongue. He pushed his tongue harder inside her, deeper, stretching as far as he could, devouring her. One hand moved around in front and began to massage her clit, frigging it gently at first, increasing the pressure and the pace in time with her moans.
He tongued her expertly for what seemed like hours, an orgasm beginning to build inside her, pulsing from deep inside, growing steadily, becoming a wave of pure pleasure. He could feel her pussy muscles contracting as the first wave hit her and he moved the thumb of his other hand between the cheeks of her arse. He began to massage her tight hole as he licked her pussy and frigged her clit. She squeezed her tits harder, panting, moaning. He pushed his thumb inside her arse as the wave of orgasm broke over his tongue. She cried in ecstasy as he slowly fucked her asshole with his thumb whilst licking her dripping hole. Her moans rose in volume and intensity until they finally began to subside, her chest rising and falling, her breath short.
He stood up and turned her around and she pulled him towards her forcefully, her hand round the back of his neck. Their mouths met, tongues hungry for each other. She tasted herself on him.
They stood entwined for a while, kissing passionately, hands rubbing, squeezing, stroking each other. Then they broke away. She pushed him back a little and reached up and undid her hair, letting it fall about her shoulders. She undid the zip at the back of her silky dress and let it fall to the floor, revealing her naked beauty in the moonlight. She stepped out of the dress, took his hand and walked him across the flat, her high heels clacking against the varnished wood floor.
When they reached the bedroom she turned him round and pushed him back onto the bed, his feet still on the floor, legs parted. She knelt between them and moved her hands up his thighs. She pushed his shirt up his body until his belt was revealed, then she undid it slowly with her teeth. She pulled down his trousers and boxer shorts until they were round his ankles and then licked her lips and smiled at him as she saw his hard cock in front of her. She kept her eyes glued on his and then started to lick gently at his balls. She could feel them tighten at her touch. She moved her tongue slowly up the base of his shaft, all the way along the underside until she reached the head. She kissed it playfully and then took his length in her hand and pulled it upright. She started to move her hand up and down, wanking him slowly, carefully, her eyes engaging his all the time. Then she licked her lips, opened her mouth and slowly devoured his cock inch by inch, her tongue feeling every ridge, every vein on the way down. When she had taken as much inside her as she could she held it there and squeezed his balls, then slowly moved her head back up and releasing it. He moaned with pleasure as she did it. She took the head between her lips again and forced her mouth down his hardness once more, taking in as much as she could, holding it, then sliding back up. She carried on like this for a few minutes, squeezing his balls on every down-stroke. She sucked on him hungrily, her saliva running down the length of his cock, her pace increasing. She felt his hips rising to meet her, and she put her hands behind her back and clasped her hands together. She kept her head still and let him fuck her mouth at his own pace. He moaned loudly as his rigid tool slid in and out of her mouth. She moaned in return, the vibrations stimulating him further. His hips bucked faster and faster as he approached climax until he could hold back no more. He exploded deep in her throat, a hot jet of cum. She pulled her head away and his cock sprang back against his belly as it fired off more and more hot spunk. She grabbed his cock with one hand, his balls with the other, and milked him until he was empty. Then she slowly moved up his body and, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on his, proceeded to lap up the cum from his belly like a greedy kitten…..... |
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