Tongue Tango  

ilsuconu 58M
194 posts
6/11/2006 6:05 pm

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Tongue Tango

POP!
SIX!
SLURP!
(ah-ahhh.)
CHICK-A-DEE!
AND SWALLOW!


POP!
SIX!
SLURP!
(ah-ahhh.)
CHICK-A-DEE!
AND SWALLOW!


She had me cummin’ …
She had me cummin’ …
She had me cum…min all… night… long.
And when she rode it
I really hoped that
I wouldn’t mess up her nice… tight… thong!


That wasn’t what I was thinking when the title for this post first popped into my head, but before I could stop it, the mental image of Catherine Zeta-Jones and friends prancing around a cell block suddenly got stuck inside my frontal lobe. So, I figured, why not… just go with the flow, right?

Anyway, my first thoughts were about kissing. Long, wet, suffocatable tongue-twirling inside hot mouths sealed by locked lips. You know the kind I’m talking about -- those spontaneous, savage kisses when tongues dance fiercely to a precise rhythm like a skilled couple would execute a perfect ballroom tango. The kind of passion where the only groping being done is gripping each other’s heads to keep from fainting. The kind of kiss that not only ignites the foreplay, but becomes THE foreplay!

Here’s a little secret about me that I’ve never told anyone: I had an unplanned, unassisted orgasm while kissing like that. Kind of like a wet dream when I was awake! It was at the senior prom. My date and I had snuck off to a private corner under the bleachers and she got right to it… grabbed my head and pulled my face in. My hard-on happened immediately and a couple minutes later, when I tried to unlock our lips to breathe, I lost my load inside my FTLs. (Even back then I wore the whitey-tighties!) The band had stopped so they could announce the King and Queen (not us, by the way) so I figured that would be a good time to visit the boys room and check the damages. Surprisingly, none of the gooey stuff bled through my briefs, even though the crotch of my skivvies and my pubic hair was soaked and sticky. It was a big load! So, I did the only logical thing: after cleaning up my lower middle extremity, I wrapped my undies in paper towels then stuffed the package deep into the trash can, and went commando for the rest of the evening.

Oh dear! I seem to have fallen off the original train of thought… again! Isn’t it amazing what we remember when our minds roam away to places we haven’t been to in awhile? Although I have tongue-tangoed lots of times since high school, it has been quite a long while since I’ve kissed that way.

So… (nodding gracefully now, with one hand behind my back and the other extended forward to reveal the gold-rimmed emerald cuff link peeking out from the sleeve of my tuxedo jacket… would you like to dance?


(Uh, no “Stepfords” please!)


rm_saintlianna 46F
15466 posts
6/11/2006 6:25 pm

Ha, no Stepfords. I cant dance, dont know how.


ilsuconu replies on 6/11/2006 6:43 pm:
Not a problem! Neither can I! I mostly just go through the motions on those slow songs... the slow motions!
{=}

rm_shannee2006 53F
3355 posts
6/11/2006 8:12 pm

I like kissing that way...

Yup...this juiciness is from me....

S


ilsuconu replies on 6/12/2006 3:52 am:
Oh yeah! Anything less is just plain wrong!!!

newtothis702207 57F

6/26/2006 3:39 pm

There is nothing like a good, long, hot, sensual, passionate, no-holds-barred kiss. Wow!

*L*


ilsuconu replies on 6/26/2006 5:16 pm:
Mmmmm... and I wouldn't even want to come up for air!

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