Summer in the City  

CuriousAries67 49F
182 posts
9/18/2005 8:27 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Summer in the City


"In the heat, breathing and movements naturally slow down. Make the most of this effect by taking your sweet time during foreplay and intercourse. Heat relaxes muscles, heightens skin sensation, and enhances the overall experience." ~ Cosmopolitan Magazine August 2005

The hot summer day is made sultry by August’s humidity. We enjoy the languid feel of the heat as we make love. A slight breeze blows through the open window of my small attic flat, tempering the sweat on our naked bodies.

You caress my thigh as you gently nuzzle and lick my pussy, sucking on my lips. Your hand roams; over my hip to my breast, feeling my nipple harden. Tenderly you slip your tongue inside my hole.

I moan and press myself into your face, forcing your tongue deeper into me. You take my juices onto your tongue and start to stroke a little faster around my nub. You feel my lips swell and you murmur that I taste so sweet. You cannot get enough of my clit.

Our sweat and my juices make the perfect lubricant for your tongue. You slide a finger inside me and gently move it around as your lips keep working. I moan louder. You feel a small tremor in my thighs. You slide a second finger inside. You gently nip at my clit with your teeth. I purr my approval and push my snatch towards you.

Your tongue action on my spot continues as your fingers move faster inside me. My hips move to your rhythm as you suck harder and fingers faster. My juices drip over your hand and face. My whole body quakes, and my moans increase. You lock your lips around my clit and sucks hard. I start to cum. My walls tighten around your fingers as my clit throbs. I shout in ecstasy while my body trembles with release. You still as my body shakes through my climax.

With a kiss, you slowly draw your fingers from my hole. I turn to face you and grasp your wrist. I bring it toward my mouth, while holding your gaze in mine. You smirk, just a little, daring me to do what my eyes imply…

I take your fingers into my mouth and taste my juices. You ask how I enjoy the taste of my honey on your fingers. Warm, sweet and salty. You watch as I slowly pull your fingers out from my lips. I lick them, like I would your cock. Your mouth softly drops open as I place them back between my legs and slowly dip them back in my pot. I see desire flares in your eyes.

I bring your hand to your penis, wrapping your fingers around its length, slathering my juice on you. I pull you toward me, coaxing you inside my wet walls. We kiss as our bodies join, our tongues embracing.

Slowly, we move. Our hips follow the patterns of our tongues as they dance. The heat embraces us as we melt toward one another. We slither down onto the sheets still connected. There is no haste. I feel every stroke of your shaft in my sheath.

We caress each other. Our hands trace adoring patterns over our skin, gradually stoking the flames of our desire. Lazily, we continue as the cicadas sing their droning ode to temperatures yet to soar. We gaze into each other’s eyes and let them tell of the love we hold deep within our souls.

Pleased with what we see, we begin to move with more purpose. The day’s warmth and our contentment gradually turn flame into blaze. Watching each other intently, we gauge our mutual readiness. Satisfied that we are ready, we increase our pace. Your cock strikes my spot, unerringly. I can feel your throbbing head as my muscles hold you tight inside me.

As you see my eyes go cloudy, you know I am spiraling toward my peak. I begin to cry out as the delicious pressure of the building orgasm pulls me higher. You take my cries as your signal. With a few swift strokes, you join me at the crest, pushing us both over the edge into completion.

We lie, still entwined, on our sweat-soaked sheets as our bodies quiver with the aftershocks of our love. Tenderly, we nuzzle into one another and drift into a dreamy doze.

I can’t think of a better way to spend a hot, summer Sunday… Can you?

CuriousAries67 49F

9/19/2005 1:25 pm

valleyrat4 wrote: "Mutual harmony can't be overrated can it?"

Definitely not, Valley, especially if you have someone good with whom to harmonize...


beewulf9 38M

9/19/2005 1:58 pm

No I can't think of a better way to spend a sunday or any other day.


rm_surveyorlku 59M

9/21/2005 6:01 pm

Thank you for helping me relive the wonderful sex I had with my last partner. We loved getting each other off and sharing our honey juices. Sh's gone now but the memories are everlasting and good enough to replay woth someone else.


rm_unlistedone 65M
2718 posts
9/22/2005 12:37 am

Great story, curious.
The only thing I could think to add would be
after resting, looking wickedly at you, as I slowly started down your body saying, "more, please..."
Have a fun day... Unlisted


CuriousAries67 49F

9/22/2005 4:15 am

Beewulf ~ It really is a shame that work takes up so much time during the week.

Surveyor ~ I am deeply touched that something I wrote could spark a wonderful memory for you. Be well.

Unlisted ~ You made me thing of the movie Oliver! "Please, sir, May I have some more?" "More? More!" Song cue... "Oliver, Oliver, never before has a boy wanted more..." Told ya - LOTS of miscellaneous trivia stuffed in this head o'mine! Have a great day y'self.


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