Hanging 10 on the orgasm wave  

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4/25/2005 8:09 pm

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Hanging 10 on the orgasm wave

Cup-cup-cup-cup-cup.
Cup.
Cup.
Cup-cup-cup-cup-cup.

Hips gently smack against my cheeks as he effortlessly glides his long shaft in and out of my ass. Balls are gently swaying and bumping with the rhythm. My asshole is twitching as it tries desperately to reject his cock. Finally, it spasms and sends me in a wave of shuddering that ripples through my entire body in a spasm of absolute pleasure.

I admire his body and the view of his shaft pumping up and out of my ass before plunging back downward and deep a split-second later. I am admiring how the red nails look on my hands as I reach behind my own knees and pull them tighter to my chest, pointing my toes in the process.

Turning, I admire myself getting fucked in the wall-sized mirror next to the hotel room bed. My attention turns to my inner thighs. Surprisingly they are smooth and creamy now that I have shaved away all the hair and that pleases me. The site of my inner thighs, spread wide like a good slut, and the lace top of my pale pink thigh highs sends a rush of blood to my groin, my breathing gets shorter and another wave of pleasure explodes through my body.

Thigh highs compress my leg muscles and skin; making them feel more alive. The sensation of pulling them on, as you carefully unravel them over your ankle, calf, knee and finally inner thigh, snapping the elastic to your skin, is enough to provide a small shudder of pleasure. Pre-cum seeps from my body and I collect it on the tip of my finger and lap it up in anticipation of sucking my partner's cock later in the evening.

That was before we joined. That was preparation. Right now, I am getting fucked in the ass by a gorgeous guy. Nothing in the world makes me happier.

My eyes move up the length of the thigh high, around the knee pressed tightly to the matching pink corset and my chest. My eyes flow upward, all the way to my pink pumps, pointed delicately above my head. All the silk and lace, so feminine and dainty and yet, it is me, it fits me, transforming and transporting me all at the same time.

I lift my feet higher and reach for my ankles, pulling my legs wider and stretching my hamstrings. Again I turn and admire myself in the mirror. Wide open, I am a human fuck doll, relaxed, sinking back into the bed, letting him have me anyway he wants.

He takes hold of my ankles and adjusts me now, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed. The sound of his pelvis smacking against my cheeks subsides for the moment as he probes deeper and harder inside me.

I stretch my arms way out over my head and observe myself, wishing I could just step back and watch, but the video camera is doing that for me now and I'll get to see it all later; a souvenir of the moment.

The site of my own legs in thigh highs and pumps is getting me excited. My heart is pounding out of my chest. Another ripple is welling up from deep inside my ass, spreading to my tummy. It's starting to overtake me again and my right hand reaches inside my corset and pinches my nipple. For a moment I wish I had a nice B- or C-cup breast that I could caress and offer up for my stud to suck or cum on.

He adjusts himself again, resting his knees on the edge of the bed, pushing my legs back, pinning my knees completely against my chest. I feel as though my hamstrings are going to snap, but I spread my legs still wider and the skin-on-skin sound is back.

Cup-cup-cup-cup-cup.
Cup, cup.
Cup.
Cup-cup-cup-cup-cup.

I want to bite something because the sensation is becoming so overwhelming. My head crushes deeper into my pillow. I want to bury my face in the pillow and scream at the top of my lungs, but instead my hands flash out to his thighs and I dig my nails into them as I am sent rolling and careening out of control by another wave of bliss. It's to the point where I can almost see the waves coming, like I'm on the beach, gigantic, deep blue waves like the kind you find in Hawaii, with massive curls and foamy white water building across the top.

The wave builds up in my ass and then begins to swell through my pelvis and into my stomach muscles. Right there, the wave looks big and it's curling. I am caught at the bottom of the wave and sucked up in the scoop, carried to the top of the wave and pummeled downward under the weight of the water.

Smash! Oooooooooooooooooooh! Yesssssssss!

Wiggling, tumbling, buckling, I want more. Twisting my hips, I want more. My skin is becoming tacky with sweat and it feels good, better than going to the gym.

He starts to moan and twitch. The site of me under him is getting to his mind. I know that he's trying to think about anything except me because I've been where he is right now, looking down on a beautiful woman, amazed that permission was granted for me enter her and that she took the time to make herself sexy for me.

Right now, though, images of baseball cards, churches, monster trucks and fat women are flashing through his brain -- anything to stem the flow of the hot liquid that's boiling up from his balls and beginning to sting the lower portion of his shaft.

If he glances down at me and allows himself to enjoy the site of me in lingerie, legs spread and his cock sliding in and out of my ass cheeks, he will lose all control. If he looks at the red nails on my hands or peers into the fire in my eyes, highlighted with makeup and framed by a dark wig; my mouth adorned with red lipstick, is twisted in a combination of pain and pleasure; he will not be able to hold back the tide.

As it is, he is struggling. His mind is failing, the sensations, both physical and visual, are overwhelming his brain. At some point, as a male, you surrender because you have no choice. The tide will rise to the point where you won't be able to stop it and if you're not focused it will merely roll on by you offering little pleasure.

He can't hold back much longer. I can feel him beginning to throb more frequently inside me. He is rock-hard right now, the head is swelling and the piston is taking shorter strokes.

He is moaning now, trying to hold his juices in, trying not to let this moment end, but he cannot and he releases. I can feel the condom grow warm with cum as he explodes inside me. He drives himself deeper, grinding against me. I reach down and stroke my own cock, further excited by the site of the red nails wrapped around my own shaft and instantly I can feel the warm liquid well up inside my own hardened member.

Brushing my hand away he continues to pump my ass while stroking my cock. The wave starts to mount in my ass, but this time, it is warm and drives up through my shaft, my juice flies out with incredible force as my stomach bunches and then pushes it all out. It wants to push his cock and my load all out at the same time.

And then we both are limp. Collapsed from an intense moment, each of us doing what we love the most, each of us exhausted for just the moment. There will be a second and third chapter to this marvelous meeting, but for now, we must each catch our breath and savor this moment.


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