mor lunchbox tales  

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8/10/2005 12:31 pm

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mor lunchbox tales


I was sitting by the pool one day when i saw two very young and sexy women swimming. I took a glance of course, but promptly returned to my sun bath. About an hour later, the blond one asked if I would help her put on her sun lotion. Of course I was the gentleman and helped. I must admit she had very soft skin and supple curves. After that we chatted for awhile, and then her friend (and half sister, as was later revealed) joined in. Well, I saw her over the next two days and we continued our conversations as well as becoming comfortable with each other. That afternoon, I decided to invite her over for a drink. We had some wine a a small joint. She turned to me suddenly and whispered invitingly, "I get horny when I smoke." I was taken aback. She said she wanted to go swimming again but needed some sunlotion. I grabbed the bottle and began to apply it to her shoulders. As the chilly lotion made contact with her soft, sensuous shoulders, she began to relax like a feline being lovingly stroked. I slowly caressed her, allowing my hands to drift across the curves of her shoulder blades .She cooed incomprehensibly with delight. I nervously let my hands rest in the small of her back. I applied my hands to her flesh in the manner of a master violinist wresting sublime music from his finely crafted instrument. She fell into my embrace. I glided my finger tips up her sides to her petit breasts. The summits of her breasts grew firm with arousal and anticipation. Her head swung back to whisper little sounds in my ear. With what seemed like slow motion, I slid to my knees. With utmost skill I guided her panties to the floor. I began to teasingly stroke her inner thigh. Gently, I lowered my head to kiss her sweet flesh. As I approached her legs, they blossomed like a young orchid opening to the sun. I Proceeded to partake in her forbidden fruit. Gently stroking her clitoris with my tongue like a guitarist stroking his strings. Her back arched from the excitement. I lapped up the sweet wine that came from within her was as sweet as an aged French wine. As I raised to lead her to the bed she began to undo my belt. She used her teeth to loosen my pants. Her hands grabbing my engorged (member) like that of a little girl with her first doll. She began to please me as if it were a ice pop on the 31st of August……..to be continued

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