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10/11/2005

She arrived home late from work, tired, drawn out obviously
she’s had a rough day. I had been waiting for what
seemed like hours, everything ready, everything in place
for what I hoped would be a very pleasurfull, passionate
evening. Dressed only in my robe I greeted her at the door,
immediately I took in my arms and kissed her full on the lips,
a long lingering kiss, not just hello but something intended
to mean a lot more. There are no words spoken, there is no
need for words, she knows what I want, I know what I want.
Silently I lead her to the bathroom stopping before we enter
to slowly unbutton and remove her blouse. Holding her head
in my hands I again kiss her on the lips as I slide my hands
down her neck then over her shoulders to slide the straps
of her bra down her arms. Very lightly I begin tracing the
outline of her jaw with my lips, slowly working my way toward
her neck where I gently start nibbling, sucking, slowly
advancing toward her bare shoulder. Reaching behind her
I release the clasp of her bra and let it fall to the floor,
cupping her breast in my hand I use just the tip of my tongue
to trace a line from her shoulder down the top of her breast
stopping to slowly, seductively take her nipple in my mouth.
Lightly sucking I feel her nipple grow erect as I use my tongue
to circle it, flick it then still sucking pull my head back
stretching it before it pops out of my mouth only to recapture
it and repeat the process before moving to the other breast.
Still without speaking I stop my assault on her nipples
and lead her into the bathroom. Dimly lit with candles she
can see the tub full, prepared and waiting her arrival,
she smiles as she surveys the scene no doubt wondering what
the bucket of ice is for as I kneel in front of her and remove
her jeans then slowly, as if I’m uncovering some
hidden treasure begin pulling down her panties. Now with
her standing naked in front of me, her legs slightly spread
I’m unable to control myself as I suffer a momentary
lapse in concentration, just for a second forgetting my
goal as I lightly probe the opening of her sex with my index
finger. Feeling the wetness I bring it forward between
her swollen lips slowly separating them as my finger moves
toward her clit. When I hit that magic spot her reaction
tells me what effect I’m having, a sharp intake of
breath, a slight tighting of her muscles as she throws her
head back, her body giving away her inner most feelings,
allowing me to gauge my progress. With light slow circular
motions I begin massaging her clit, watching closely as
she reacts, I have no intention of letting her cum, it’s
far to early for her release, she’ll have to wait
for that, wait until I’m ready, wait until I’m
satisfied, until her desire, her passion has increased
to a level she’s never known before. Looking up at
her face, framed by her breasts with their erect nipples
I can see the desire building, I watch as she approaches
orgasm and back off at just the right moment to let her calm
down before starting again. Over and over I bring her close
only to stop, denying the release she’s beginning
to crave, building her sexual desire. Finally when I can
stand it no longer, when my own desire approaches the point
where I have to have her, I quit and stand up. I have much more
planned for her this evening and have no intent to let her
off this easily. With my fingers still on her clit I stand
up and kiss her again, she grabs my erection and slowly starts
stroking me, an ill fated attempt to make me loose my direction
and relieve her desire before my plans are complete, just
before I loose all control I break off the kiss and help her
into the tub. As she lays on her back in the warm water, her
head resting on the edge with her eyes closed I begin washing
her with a soft sponge. First her neck and shoulders, then
her chest before moving down to her breasts, almost floating
in the warm water her nipples just slightly peaking through
the clouds of suds, small dark points in a sea of white. Slowly,
deliberately I start on them, the outside at first then
underneath, washing the fold where her breast meets her
chest intentionally saving her nipples for last, making
her wait while I play, building anticipation. Finally
when I’m satisfied with the job I’ve done
I start on her nipples, holding a breast in my hand I lightly
run the sponge over it. Slowly at first with just enough
pressure to be felt, then increasing the pressure using
slow strokes, watching as her nipple reacts to the sponge,
growing stiff again as it moves with the rhythm I’m
creating. Then doing the same to the other nipple, stroking
up and down, left and right, taking my time as I watch her
react. Finally before she gets to sensitive I move to her
stomach, being careful as I hit the ticklish areas, spending
time around her navel, the top of her pubic hair, her sides.
Holding a leg up I start on her foot, moving up past her ankle
to her calf then her thighs being careful on the inside not
to hit her now open sex, saving that for last. When her legs
are done I motion for her to roll over, grabbing her hips
I pull her up on her knees, her ass now out of the water. Again
starting around her neck I slowly work my way down her back,
her shoulders, the small of her back, then down over the
cheeks of her ass. Slowly I run the sponge between them being
careful around the tender opening not using to much pressure,
cleaning, teasing, making her react. Then I start on her
sex, the outside at first, around her outer lips then holding
her open lightly up and down the inner lips stopping when
I reach the opening, playing again, making her wait again,
taking my time. Gently I work the sponge around her most
intimate area, using my fingers to open her as I slowly start
a slow circular motion around her sensitive opening, pushing
just the tip of the sponge inside her, twisting it, pulling
it out, then pushing it back in as I start another slow massage
of her clit while l gently invade her most private area with
the sponge. Pulling the sponge out I watch as she shakes,
again denied release I begin rinsing her off, using my hands
to splash water on her back, watching it flow between the
cheeks of her ass, between the lips of her sex, down the backs
of her thighs. Slowly I run my hands over her back, my erection
throbbing, longing for release, begging to be inserted
inside her but still I hold off. Not yet willing to end this
I’m deriving far to much pleasure from watching
her wither in the throws of sexual desire. Lightly pulling
on her hips I guide her out of the water and have her lay on
her back beside the tub. As she lays there waiting, wondering
what is coming next I reach into the warm water and produce
a bottle of massage oil, placed in the water to warm it I open
the oil and slowly begin pouring it on her naked body, starting
at her neck then running a stream down between her breasts
finally ending at the top of her pubic hair. Using a large
soft makeup brush I slowly begin spreading the oil over
her. Starting with her neck, then her shoulders then methodically
working my way down to her chest and breasts, around them
at first, painting her with the oil, lightly, delicately
touching her only with the brush as an artist would work
on his masterpiece. Covering the sides then the folds underneath,
smaller and smaller circles as I slowly approach her nipples
saving the best for last as I try to draw this out as long as
possible. Holding a breast in my hand I begin tracing around
the aureole, being very careful not to touch her already
erect nipple, prolonging her agony, realizing how desperately
she longs to be satisfied, how deep she’s slipping
into her own passion. Laying down the brush I grab a piece
of ice and hold it just inches above her nipple, she watches
holding her breath as it melts and a small drop of cold water
forms growing larger and larger until finally it falls
causing her to inhale sharply as it hits its sensitive target.
Over and over the cold water drops from the ice, I watch as
her nipple grows even more erect, I watch as she reacts to
every drop, the expression on her face, she closes her eyes
then opens them again to prepare for the next onslaught
of cold water, her sharp intake of breath, her muscles tighten
as each drop hits then finally when I feel she’s had
enough I pick up the warm brush and slowly, firmly apply
it to her cold erect nipple. I watch her face to see her reaction,
the contrast of the warm brush against her cold nipple causes
a low moan to escape as she absorbs the heat, the look of relief
as she relaxes to openly accept the warmth. Then when the
effects of the cold are completely gone we repeat the whole
procedure. Hot to cold, cold to hot, first one nipple then
the other, sometimes cold drops of water, sometimes ice
directly on her nipple, always followed by the warm brush.
I continue this delicious torture until I think she’s
had enough then I move on, wondering if she’s going
to be able to stand it, wondering if I’m going to be
able to hold back, looking forward to her reaction when
I arrive at even more sensitive areas. Slowly I start moving
down her body, being careful not to miss an inch, her sides,
her stomach, spending time around her navel, always watching
her reaction as she lays on the tile floor, accepting whatever
fate I have in store for her. Opening the bottle I pour a stream
of oil down her leg, from the top of her thigh to her ankle
then again touching her with only the brush begin spreading
the oil. The top and outside of her thigh at first saving
the inside until the end, for the last intense assault on
her sex. Down to her knee, covering her calf then her foot
before starting on her other leg noting how the oil makes
her body shine, reflecting the candlelight as she lays
by the tub. When I’m ready to start on the inside of
her thighs she willingly opens her legs, this time starting
by her knee I slowly work my way up toward her waiting sex.
Covering the inside of her thigh with the brush, long slow
strokes stopping when I reach the fold where her leg meets
the edge of her waiting desire then starting on the other
thigh. Taking my time I again start at her knee, still making
her wait, making her anticipate my arrival at her most intimate
spot, making her wonder what will happen when I get there
as I slowly paint my way toward her open sex. As I finish the
second thigh I position myself directly between her open
legs. Now face to face with the tunnel my erection wants
so desperately to enter I fight the urge give up and end this.
I begin to wonder who wants it more, me from watching as she
reacts to my attempt to drive her to uncontrolled lust or
her from the intense stimulation I’ve put her through.
With my erection throbbing I use the brush to outline her
pubic hair, I listen to her moans as I cover the cheeks of
her ass then the sensitive area between her ass and the opening
of her vagina. Using my fingers I spread her inner lips and
with the smell of her arousal filling the air around me as
I slowly paint the oil inside her . First up one lip being
careful to avoid her clit, then the other inserting the
brush into her opening to paint the walls of her sex already
moist from her arousal. I listen to her moan as I accidentally
brush against her clit as I try to cover every square inch,
watch as she opens and closes with involuntary spasms.
Pulling on the very top of her slit I pull back the skin and
expose her erect clit, I feel her shudder as I use the warm
brush to paint small circles around it being careful not
to give her any direct contact. As her moans increase I can
see her stomach muscles begin to tighten, her thighs close
in and begin to grip my shoulders and as she begins to shake
with the spasms of impending orgasm I stop. "NO..........PLEASE".
Her plea goes unheeded as I reach for another piece of ice,
her eyes widen as she looks up just in time to see me put the
ice in my mouth then lower my head toward her clit "DON’T.......PLEASE......DON’T"
she’s almost screaming as she watches me place my
mouth directly on her clit, every muscle in her body reacts
as she feels me cover her, she trys to move her hips, trys
to escape but I’m holding her to tightly. Quickly
I let her go and apply the warm brush, immediately she relaxes,
willingly accepting the warmth of the brush as I slowly
paint warm slow circles around her clit again begin building
toward orgasm, Again I stop just before she achieves release
and suck her clit into my cold mouth. This time nothing can
stop her, as the cold hits her clit she begins shaking uncontrollably,
her moans fill the room as her muscles tighten. Her orgasm
continues as I release her and again apply the brush using
firm up and down strokes, I watch her as she cums, throwing
her head from side to side reacting to the sensation then
quickly I take her back into my mouth, she thrust her hips
upward, screaming now in the throws of orgasm she can no
longer distinguish between sensations, all that counts
is stimulation, any stimulation. Returning to the brush
I watch as her pussy opens and closes wet from the oil and
her juices, begging to be filled as she’s thrown
into a state of multiple orgasms. One after another she’s
overcome as spasms rack her body pausing just long enough
to catch her breath before being consumed again until finally
she starts to wind down. Small shudders grip her as I continue
with the brush, slowly she begins to recover as I paint around
the outside of her sex, being careful to avoid her now supersensitive
clit. Now it’s my turn, time to gain the release that
I now desperately crave. Lifting her legs I push her knees
up to her chest, with her sex completely open to me I position
the head of my erection at her opening, holding it just between
her lips I look straight into her eyes then very slowly I
start to lean forward. It’s hard to describe the
incredible feeling of entering her for that first thrust,
feeling the slight resistance as I apply pressure and her
surrender as she opens up allowing me in. The warm tight
feeling as her lips wrap around the head of my erection,
then the shaft as I insert more and finally, when I’m
completely inside the her reaction to my invasion, her
vagina adjusting to accommodate her visitor. Ready, fully
able but not wanting to cum I very slowly withdraw completely,
taking a moment to view her open sex waiting, almost begging
for another thrust as it slowly closes and then entering
again hoping to duplicate the sensation over and over.
I watch as her eyes close, she inhales with every thrust,
moans with every withdrawal as I vary the rhythm, hard fast
thrusts followed by long slow strokes sometimes pausing
when I’m completely inside to grind against her
clit sometimes withdrawing completely to watch her beg
me to continue with her eyes, pleading for me to fill her
again unable to thrust back with her knees against her chest.
Finally I settle into a steady rhythm, long hard thrusts
pounding into her, getting as deep as possible before withdrawing
to thrust again. I watch her face, stare into her eyes as
yet another orgasm approaches, she lifts her head up reacting
to every thrust, her eyes start to roll back, her body starts
to shake, I can feel her sex start to grip me, flutter against
my erection, trying to hold me inside. I listen to her moans
almost screams as she’s consumed by lust. I love
it when she cums hard on my cock, the contractions coming
in waves trying to draw the cum from me. Over and over I pound
into her increasing the force and the frequency with each
thrust, over and over she opens to accept me, taking me in
as deep as possible. As I stare into her eyes her second orgasm
begins, I can feel her muscles start to flutter against
me, grab me again, pump my erection until I can hold it no
longer. Slowly the pressure builds as my seed fights to
get out and as my orgasm begins my muscles tighten as I try
to hold it back. Trying to stay on the edge of orgasm, trying
to make the moment last as long as possible until finally
I have to let go. With a large moan, my body shaking I surrender
to the inevitable. One final thrust deep inside her and
I begin filling her with my seed, each spurt bringing blissful
release as she accepts all that I have to offer, the rhythmic
contractions of her sex trying to pump every last drop from
me. Slowly we start to wind down, small spasms rack us as
I pump the last of my cum inside her. Now breathing heavy
we collapse on the floor, exhausted from the experience
we’ve been through, still inside her we kiss and
slowly begin to recover.She arrived home late from work,
tired, drawn out obviously she’s had a rough day.
I had been waiting for what seemed like hours, everything
ready, everything in place for what I hoped would be a very
pleasurfull, passionate evening. Dressed only in my robe
I greeted her at the door, immediately I took in my arms and
kissed her full on the lips, a long lingering kiss, not just
hello but something intended to mean a lot more. There are
no words spoken, there is no need for words, she knows what
I want, I know what I want. Silently I lead her to the bathroom
stopping before we enter to slowly unbutton and remove
her blouse. Holding her head in my hands I again kiss her
on the lips as I slide my hands down her neck then over her
shoulders to slide the straps of her bra down her arms. Very
lightly I begin tracing the outline of her jaw with my lips,
slowly working my way toward her neck where I gently start
nibbling, sucking, slowly advancing toward her bare shoulder.
Reaching behind her I release the clasp of her bra and let
it fall to the floor, cupping her breast in my hand I use just
the tip of my tongue to trace a line from her shoulder down
the top of her breast stopping to slowly, seductively take
her nipple in my mouth. Lightly sucking I feel her nipple
grow erect as I use my tongue to circle it, flick it then still
sucking pull my head back stretching it before it pops out
of my mouth only to recapture it and repeat the process before
moving to the other breast. Still without speaking I stop
my assault on her nipples and lead her into the bathroom.
Dimly lit with candles she can see the tub full, prepared
and waiting her arrival, she smiles as she surveys the scene
no doubt wondering what the bucket of ice is for as I kneel
in front of her and remove her jeans then slowly, as if I’m
uncovering some hidden treasure begin pulling down her
panties. Now with her standing naked in front of me, her
legs slightly spread I’m unable to control myself
as I suffer a momentary lapse in concentration, just for
a second forgetting my goal as I lightly probe the opening
of her sex with my index finger. Feeling the wetness I bring
it forward between her swollen lips slowly separating
them as my finger moves toward her clit. When I hit that magic
spot her reaction tells me what effect I’m having,
a sharp intake of breath, a slight tighting of her muscles
as she throws her head back, her body giving away her inner
most feelings, allowing me to gauge my progress. With light
slow circular motions I begin massaging her clit, watching
closely as she reacts, I have no intention of letting her
cum, it’s far to early for her release, she’ll
have to wait for that, wait until I’m ready, wait
until I’m satisfied, until her desire, her passion
has increased to a level she’s never known before.
Looking up at her face, framed by her breasts with their
erect nipples I can see the desire building, I watch as she
approaches orgasm and back off at just the right moment
to let her calm down before starting again. Over and over
I bring her close only to stop, denying the release she’s
beginning to crave, building her sexual desire. Finally
when I can stand it no longer, when my own desire approaches
the point where I have to have her, I quit and stand up. I have
much more planned for her this evening and have no intent
to let her off this easily. With my fingers still on her clit
I stand up and kiss her again, she grabs my erection and slowly
starts stroking me, an ill fated attempt to make me loose
my direction and relieve her desire before my plans are
complete, just before I loose all control I break off the
kiss and help her into the tub. As she lays on her back in the
warm water, her head resting on the edge with her eyes closed
I begin washing her with a soft sponge. First her neck and
shoulders, then her chest before moving down to her breasts,
almost floating in the warm water her nipples just slightly
peaking through the clouds of suds, small dark points in
a sea of white. Slowly, deliberately I start on them, the
outside at first then underneath, washing the fold where
her breast meets her chest intentionally saving her nipples
for last, making her wait while I play, building anticipation.
Finally when I’m satisfied with the job I’ve
done I start on her nipples, holding a breast in my hand I
lightly run the sponge over it. Slowly at first with just
enough pressure to be felt, then increasing the pressure
using slow strokes, watching as her nipple reacts to the
sponge, growing stiff again as it moves with the rhythm
I’m creating. Then doing the same to the other nipple,
stroking up and down, left and right, taking my time as I
watch her react. Finally before she gets to sensitive I
move to her stomach, being careful as I hit the ticklish
areas, spending time around her navel, the top of her pubic
hair, her sides. Holding a leg up I start on her foot, moving
up past her ankle to her calf then her thighs being careful
on the inside not to hit her now open sex, saving that for
last. When her legs are done I motion for her to roll over,
grabbing her hips I pull her up on her knees, her ass now out
of the water. Again starting around her neck I slowly work
my way down her back, her shoulders, the small of her back,
then down over the cheeks of her ass. Slowly I run the sponge
between them being careful around the tender opening not
using to much pressure, cleaning, teasing, making her
react. Then I start on her sex, the outside at first, around
her outer lips then holding her open lightly up and down
the inner lips stopping when I reach the opening, playing
again, making her wait again, taking my time. Gently I work
the sponge around her most intimate area, using my fingers
to open her as I slowly start a slow circular motion around
her sensitive opening, pushing just the tip of the sponge
inside her, twisting it, pulling it out, then pushing it
back in as I start another slow massage of her clit while
l gently invade her most private area with the sponge. Pulling
the sponge out I watch as she shakes, again denied release
I begin rinsing her off, using my hands to splash water on
her back, watching it flow between the cheeks of her ass,
between the lips of her sex, down the backs of her thighs.
Slowly I run my hands over her back, my erection throbbing,
longing for release, begging to be inserted inside her
but still I hold off. Not yet willing to end this I’m
deriving far to much pleasure from watching her wither
in the throws of sexual desire. Lightly pulling on her hips
I guide her out of the water and have her lay on her back beside
the tub. As she lays there waiting, wondering what is coming
next I reach into the warm water and produce a bottle of massage
oil, placed in the water to warm it I open the oil and slowly
begin pouring it on her naked body, starting at her neck
then running a stream down between her breasts finally
ending at the top of her pubic hair. Using a large soft makeup
brush I slowly begin spreading the oil over her. Starting
with her neck, then her shoulders then methodically working
my way down to her chest and breasts, around them at first,
painting her with the oil, lightly, delicately touching
her only with the brush as an artist would work on his masterpiece.
Covering the sides then the folds underneath, smaller
and smaller circles as I slowly approach her nipples saving
the best for last as I try to draw this out as long as possible.
Holding a breast in my hand I begin tracing around the aureole,
being very careful not to touch her already erect nipple,
prolonging her agony, realizing how desperately she longs
to be satisfied, how deep she’s slipping into her
own passion. Laying down the brush I grab a piece of ice and
hold it just inches above her nipple, she watches holding
her breath as it melts and a small drop of cold water forms
growing larger and larger until finally it falls causing
her to inhale sharply as it hits its sensitive target. Over
and over the cold water drops from the ice, I watch as her
nipple grows even more erect, I watch as she reacts to every
drop, the expression on her face, she closes her eyes then
opens them again to prepare for the next onslaught of cold
water, her sharp intake of breath, her muscles tighten
as each drop hits then finally when I feel she’s had
enough I pick up the warm brush and slowly, firmly apply
it to her cold erect nipple. I watch her face to see her reaction,
the contrast of the warm brush against her cold nipple causes
a low moan to escape as she absorbs the heat, the look of relief
as she relaxes to openly accept the warmth. Then when the
effects of the cold are completely gone we repeat the whole
procedure. Hot to cold, cold to hot, first one nipple then
the other, sometimes cold drops of water, sometimes ice
directly on her nipple, always followed by the warm brush.
I continue this delicious torture until I think she’s
had enough then I move on, wondering if she’s going
to be able to stand it, wondering if I’m going to be
able to hold back, looking forward to her reaction when
I arrive at even more sensitive areas. Slowly I start moving
down her body, being careful not to miss an inch, her sides,
her stomach, spending time around her navel, always watching
her reaction as she lays on the tile floor, accepting whatever
fate I have in store for her. Opening the bottle I pour a stream
of oil down her leg, from the top of her thigh to her ankle
then again touching her with only the brush begin spreading
the oil. The top and outside of her thigh at first saving
the inside until the end, for the last intense assault on
her sex. Down to her knee, covering her calf then her foot
before starting on her other leg noting how the oil makes
her body shine, reflecting the candlelight as she lays
by the tub. When I’m ready to start on the inside of
her thighs she willingly opens her legs, this time starting
by her knee I slowly work my way up toward her waiting sex.
Covering the inside of her thigh with the brush, long slow
strokes stopping when I reach the fold where her leg meets
the edge of her waiting desire then starting on the other
thigh. Taking my time I again start at her knee, still making
her wait, making her anticipate my arrival at her most intimate
spot, making her wonder what will happen when I get there
as I slowly paint my way toward her open sex. As I finish the
second thigh I position myself directly between her open
legs. Now face to face with the tunnel my erection wants
so desperately to enter I fight the urge give up and end this.
I begin to wonder who wants it more, me from watching as she
reacts to my attempt to drive her to uncontrolled lust or
her from the intense stimulation I’ve put her through.
With my erection throbbing I use the brush to outline her
pubic hair, I listen to her moans as I cover the cheeks of
her ass then the sensitive area between her ass and the opening
of her vagina. Using my fingers I spread her inner lips and
with the smell of her arousal filling the air around me as
I slowly paint the oil inside her . First up one lip being
careful to avoid her clit, then the other inserting the
brush into her opening to paint the walls of her sex already
moist from her arousal. I listen to her moan as I accidentally
brush against her clit as I try to cover every square inch,
watch as she opens and closes with involuntary spasms.
Pulling on the very top of her slit I pull back the skin and
expose her erect clit, I feel her shudder as I use the warm
brush to paint small circles around it being careful not
to give her any direct contact. As her moans increase I can
see her stomach muscles begin to tighten, her thighs close
in and begin to grip my shoulders and as she begins to shake
with the spasms of impending orgasm I stop. "NO..........PLEASE".
Her plea goes unheeded as I reach for another piece of ice,
her eyes widen as she looks up just in time to see me put the
ice in my mouth then lower my head toward her clit "DON’T.......PLEASE......DON’T"
she’s almost screaming as she watches me place my
mouth directly on her clit, every muscle in her body reacts
as she feels me cover her, she trys to move her hips, trys
to escape but I’m holding her to tightly. Quickly
I let her go and apply the warm brush, immediately she relaxes,
willingly accepting the warmth of the brush as I slowly
paint warm slow circles around her clit again begin building
toward orgasm, Again I stop just before she achieves release
and suck her clit into my cold mouth. This time nothing can
stop her, as the cold hits her clit she begins shaking uncontrollably,
her moans fill the room as her muscles tighten. Her orgasm
continues as I release her and again apply the brush using
firm up and down strokes, I watch her as she cums, throwing
her head from side to side reacting to the sensation then
quickly I take her back into my mouth, she thrust her hips
upward, screaming now in the throws of orgasm she can no
longer distinguish between sensations, all that counts
is stimulation, any stimulation. Returning to the brush
I watch as her pussy opens and closes wet from the oil and
her juices, begging to be filled as she’s thrown
into a state of multiple orgasms. One after another she’s
overcome as spasms rack her body pausing just long enough
to catch her breath before being consumed again until finally
she starts to wind down. Small shudders grip her as I continue
with the brush, slowly she begins to recover as I paint around
the outside of her sex, being careful to avoid her now supersensitive
clit. Now it’s my turn, time to gain the release that
I now desperately crave. Lifting her legs I push her knees
up to her chest, with her sex completely open to me I position
the head of my erection at her opening, holding it just between
her lips I look straight into her eyes then very slowly I
start to lean forward. It’s hard to describe the
incredible feeling of entering her for that first thrust,
feeling the slight resistance as I apply pressure and her
surrender as she opens up allowing me in. The warm tight
feeling as her lips wrap around the head of my erection,
then the shaft as I insert more and finally, when I’m
completely inside the her reaction to my invasion, her
vagina adjusting to accommodate her visitor. Ready, fully
able but not wanting to cum I very slowly withdraw completely,
taking a moment to view her open sex waiting, almost begging
for another thrust as it slowly closes and then entering
again hoping to duplicate the sensation over and over.
I watch as her eyes close, she inhales with every thrust,
moans with every withdrawal as I vary the rhythm, hard fast
thrusts followed by long slow strokes sometimes pausing
when I’m completely inside to grind against her
clit sometimes withdrawing completely to watch her beg
me to continue with her eyes, pleading for me to fill her
again unable to thrust back with her knees against her chest.
Finally I settle into a steady rhythm, long hard thrusts
pounding into her, getting as deep as possible before withdrawing
to thrust again. I watch her face, stare into her eyes as
yet another orgasm approaches, she lifts her head up reacting
to every thrust, her eyes start to roll back, her body starts
to shake, I can feel her sex start to grip me, flutter against
my erection, trying to hold me inside. I listen to her moans
almost screams as she’s consumed by lust. I love
it when she cums hard on my cock, the contractions coming
in waves trying to draw the cum from me. Over and over I pound
into her increasing the force and the frequency with each
thrust, over and over she opens to accept me, taking me in
as deep as possible. As I stare into her eyes her second orgasm
begins, I can feel her muscles start to flutter against
me, grab me again, pump my erection until I can hold it no
longer. Slowly the pressure builds as my seed fights to
get out and as my orgasm begins my muscles tighten as I try
to hold it back. Trying to stay on the edge of orgasm, trying
to make the moment last as long as possible until finally
I have to let go. With a large moan, my body shaking I surrender
to the inevitable. One final thrust deep inside her and
I begin filling her with my seed, each spurt bringing blissful
release as she accepts all that I have to offer, the rhythmic
contractions of her sex trying to pump every last drop from
me. Slowly we start to wind down, small spasms rack us as
I pump the last of my cum inside her. Now breathing heavy
we collapse on the floor, exhausted from the experience
we’ve been through, still inside her we kiss and
slowly begin to recover.

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Gotta tell you, that article is soooo hot. My husbands reading
this when he gets home. Hope he'll take the hint......

10/13/2005

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I loved every second of what I read, now I wish for a man who
would and could do the same for me!!! You are the man of every
womans dream!!!

10/23/2005