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My 2nd Adventure- Goddess Indeed
My 2nd Adventure- Goddess Indeed
I am just now starting to process my second adventure with the beautiful young lady mentioned in my last post whom I met here on AdultFriendFinder. As I cave in a little more each day towards giving my girlfriend another chance, I know that I will really miss my playmate if the lady and I were somehow able to make it work.
We met on Saturday afternoon at a peaceful little “healing garden” right on the river, at her expert recommendation. The sun was shining, spring was in the air, and she looked absolutely fabulous. We walked and talked for a few minutes just feeling the sun, moving down to the water and up again before deciding to head back to my place to have a little fun.
All my intentions of working all day had gone right out the window when I thought of pleasing her again in a naughty play session and sending her home to her husband with a big smile on her pretty face.
When we arrived, both of our hearts were pounding once again, and we tried to mellow out and chat for a while, but we didn’t last long and before we knew it we were making out in the kitchen, then she’s on the countertop and I’m sucking on her exposed breasts and kissing her all over. I worked my way down between her legs and found her quite wet already. I put my mouth up to her muff and breathed hot air against it and she moaned.
After pulling her panties to one side and tickling her with my tongue for a while I carried her into the bedroom, laid her down and showered her with kisses and nibbles all over her body.
This time I took things a little slower, spending a few minutes just kissing and nibbling her inner thighs and around the edges of her sex, breathing more heat onto her skin every so often before finally plunging in with my tongue and working her into a dripping frenzy.
She was so amazingly wet, and boy did it taste good! I was going crazy licking her, pinning my hard-on between my belly and the bed to keep from coming out of sheer excitement.
After a while she sat up and wrapped her mouth around my cock, pulled it deep into her throat, and I was in heaven once again. I could feel her piercing on her lower lip massaging and caressing up and down the length of my shaft, and every now and then I would gush pre-cum into her mouth and moan helplessly. She reached under me and tickled that spot beneath my balls and teased my ass with her finger tips while she took more and more of me into her mouth and down her throat.
I began shaking with desire and she grabbed it with both hands, pulling herself closer to me.
“What is it that you want?” I said, grinning. She looked down at my hard penis in her hands and said: “I think I want that.”
The excitement got the better of me and she lay back on the bed. I asked if I needed to worry about getting her pregnant. She said no, and that she had no diseases.
I stared lustily at her there on the bed, telling her that I knew, and that I didn’t care, she was way too sexy! She laughed as I fell upon her and kissed her with her legs wrapping around me, slowly helping me inside of her until I was buried to the hilt.
I could feel her convulse and contract when I applied pressure to her pelvic mound, gasping as I pushed deeper into her. I was held motionless by the sheer pleasure, and with only a few of those deep long thrusts I was ready to explode. (Six months with no sex really can turn anyone into a teenager, not to mention having been with one not-so-adventurous woman for 4 years.)
We flipped over and she climbed on top of me, lowering herself down onto my hard cock an inch or so at a time until she had all of me. I was still quite sore and wincing from our last encounter, but it felt so good I just wanted to be as deep inside her as possible.
Once she started rocking back and forth, playing with her clit and dripping all over me, it was all over. I reached up and grabbed her hips to stop her, giving her a wide eyed look of surprise at the orgasm welling inside me. She only held tighter… rocking with my rhythm and giving me a sexy, almost motherly look with her beautiful eyes as she took me over the edge… a look that seemed to say “it’s ok baby, go ahead”.
I did just that… there was no way to stop it. I thrust my hips upward, lifting her off the bed crying out as I filled her to the brim with my come. My ears were ringing as she moved back and forth faster and faster, playing with herself and riding me feverishly. She cried out and I grabbed her hips, pushing back and forth until her movement slowed.
I could feel pain once again, that pain a man gets when he’s sooo hard it feels like it’s going to pop. I pulled out of her as she lay on her back next to me, looking up with a triumphant expression on her face… probably thinking that I was done. I was far from it.
I crawled up between her legs once more and began kissing her gorgeous pink pussy, watching as my come flowed out of her onto the bed sheets. I massaged and cleaned her with my tongue, tasting myself mixing with her and lightly fluttering my tongue across her clit and making her shiver.
I came up only long enough to tell her that I wished I could do this to her all night.
“Even now?” She asked. I hummed a big yes and licked with even more determination than before. Up and down, side to side, in and out. I explored every inch of her, always coming back to tease her throbbing spot little “figure 8” motions until she swooned.
Her whole body was still shaking from our previous activities, so I took hold of her thighs on either side of my head and pulled them close, holding them tight against my ears so she could relax and enjoy.
I can’t say for sure just how long I licked her for then…but I can say that it must have been as long as our last meeting put together. Time seemed to stop and I just kept licking and sucking until she grabbed the sheets with her fists and twisted with them with pleasure. She moaned and whimpered moved her hips back and forth, and I remember reaching up and holding her hands so she had something to squeeze.
Once again I had fun sharing her pussy with her finger for a little while, studying how she moved and touched herself, fucking her with my tongue and occasionally tickling along side her finger. Again I took its place and began working her clit yet again with steady long movements. Over and over I gulped down her sweet liquid and kept milking her for more. When my neck got sore, I simply used my toes on the bed to push me back and forth against her with increasing pressure and intensity.
I recall a moment where I felt a gush of liquid from her when she cried out and I was unable to swallow it all as it dripped from the corners of my mouth and ran down my neck onto my chest…this alone almost made me come a second time. I could think of no sweeter taste.
We eventually realized that she was very late, and probably in trouble. When she lay still one final time I picked my head up and rolled over next to her panting with exertion and laughing. We got up and threw our clothes on, and I brought her a glass of water.
“Drink it all now.” I said with a satisfied grin. “Take it from me; you just lost A LOT of fluids”
Unable to resist, she kissed me soft and sweet in the middle of the living room on final time, and I touched her piercing with my tongue in hopes of burning the feeling into my memory. I saw her to the door and waved goodbye, and once again we went back to reality with our knees shaking and our eyes blurry.
Later on that day, a storm brewed in the north. It brought thunder, hail and wind to this little town in force as if it were of our own creation. I sat on my steps watching it build, thinking about her.
I thought of her again and how she was feeling,
I wondered if I had given her enough satisfying orgasms, and if so, how many?
I wondered if I would be able to play with her again, since we had not even scratched the surface of all the kinky things we both wanted to do. Women like that make you want to live longer and have more fun than the other guy.
Perhaps it is true that there is never enough time to do or see everything… but what if our short life spans and busy hands are merely safety nets…genetic “training wheels” put in place to ensure that we as humans don’t get too big for our britches, or maybe so we don’t squander our days here on earth. Who knows?
No matter what happens now, I can always say that I had some amazing fun with a very rare and stimulating woman.
Hail to my goddess of the moon, I hope we can play again.
5/1/2006 1:50 pm
i like your writing style. . .sensuous story. . .thank you for visiting my blog today|
5/3/2006 9:34 pm
i'm gonna miss you, and your messages that brightened my day while i'm gone ... but thanks for all the great times! you rocked my world! |
5/6/2006 12:52 pm
Aye, I too will miss you while your gone from cyber land. Let me know as soon as your back online As I said, opening my email was like Christmas every day.|
Now I walk through my days in a dreamlike state with a big perma-grin, just knowing that I was able to please you so thoroughly. It was exactly what I needed!
Thinking of your taste, and looking forward to our next conversation...