Inspired by a friend
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Posted:Jul 25, 2016 2:34 pm
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2016 3:53 am
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I was on a girls night having great fun, good food, cocktails, dancing and plenty of laughter. You'd sent me the odd message to say how hot I'd looked when I left you earlier and that you were looking forward to be coming home to you.
It's hot, stuffy, and we both get easily aroused when it's hot. In the bar amongst the slightly sweaty bodies all dancing and enjoying themselves I'd occasionally catch a guy looking my way. Of course I'd flash a smile, and flirt politely in return to any attempts at conversation. A woman is after all at her most appealing when she is entirely content and happy with what she already has. This glow beams from me as my tired friends arrange to go home to boyfriend or husbands. Having reluctantly stopped dancing I recall that I have you waiting for me. You've already provided a glimpse of what you have in store via your messages. I'm excited and in the car home I can feel my knickers becoming moist as I twitch and twist in my seat.
It's difficult to describe my disappointment when I arrive back and find you sprawled on the bed asleep. Do I just climb in and frustratedly accept sleep...
No. I follow my nighttime routine, brush teeth, make up off, and strip off, as it's far too hot to consider nightwear. I do however leave my sticky knickers on, still clinging to my pussy lips. I climb into the bed and softly snuggle bum first back against you pulling your arm around my chest so we're in a spooning position.
I rest my hand between my legs on top of my knickers, without movement, the way you do when you're teasing me. I imagine it's yours. As I do when it is your hand resting there, I become restless and wriggle a little beneath the touch to generate some friction. Before long I'm rubbing my lips through my knickers. You stir a little from my movement but don't wake.
I can no longer resist, my hand slips inside my knickers and a finger between my lips. It finds a pool of wetness which sends a tingling sensation through be causing a moan. I begin to stroke and play, my hips working along with my hands. My other hand was holding yours, it's now squeezing one of my hardening nipples, and my soft bottom is rubbing your now stiff cock. My fingers are inside me but I'm longing for it to be you.
I realise that you're poking me, so although not fully awake, you're clearly conscious enough to be aroused. I push back a little firmer and your hard cock presses against my bum. I reach my hand around, grip you and begin to stroke your cock sliding easily through my wet fingers.
I tilt slightly and lift a leg which reveals my now wet pussy and I angle my hips back allowing me to stroke myself using your cock. As you'd intended to do such rude things to me, I smile as I now think how I'm using you for my own pleasure.
As I moan once again you stir and your hand firmly grips my breast. You whisper welcome home in my ear and as you feel that your hardness is covered in my juices you comment on what a naughty girl I am.
At which point the tables quickly turn as in seconds your hand has moved to my throat which you hold firmly as you use your body weight to push me almost face down in the pillow, your knee forcefully parts my legs and your inside me.
As far as your concerned I'm already warmed up and you fuck me hard and fast, pounding me as your balls hit against my arse. The more I moan the tighter your grip and the harder you pump.
You explode inside me, and add you do I feel your whole body quiver. As you flop back on the bed you bring me with you so I'm now laying on top of you. As we moved you slid part way out of my hold, but your head is still inside me and I feel your come trickle out of me dribbling onto us both.
You lift me gently enough to free yourself and your up and gone. As I rest on my back I feel you softly caressing my legs, stroking and tracing along from my ankle. Slowly, teasing you work your way up, my legs spread to welcome you. You gaze at my pussy glistening with both of our juices and my puffy pink clit. In total contrast to the rough act that just took place you begin to kiss and lick me. I lose myself in the sensations you cause with your tongue, lips and fingers. So gentle, yet so incredibly intense. I come. Multiple times. You don't stop until you sense I'm overly sensitive.
You return to my side pulling me close into your arms and we kiss passionately. I can taste is both. You tell me how pleased you are I came home to you.
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And we meet again.
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Posted:Jul 12, 2016 10:39 am
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2016 3:55 am
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We've met briefly a couple of times over a couple of years and have friends of friends in common. Most often at the same annual event. There's always been an attraction from my end, and a little cheeky flirting and banter from yours. Which each year seems to have crept up a notch. But one of us if not both of us has always been taken and therefore off limits. Perhaps that was part of the attraction.
The last time we met you were single, you made a point of telling me so and said we must not wait a whole year before we see each other. But I was taken, unhappily so, but taken all the same. So the year passed and that same event came round. I'm single, properly single, for the first time in what feels like forever. As I get ready to meet the girls I wonder if you'll be there and I find myself wondering if you'll like what I'm wearing. Is it too safe? Should I up my game or play cool? You may not be there, worse still you may be there but with someone.
I meet the girls and out we head, the usual rowdy crowd are there, food, drinks, music, chatting. Your not there. Oh well, having a great time with the girls. Head on to the pub as usual, for bad, drunken karaoke. Even more rowdy.
A tap on my shoulder and it's you. Giant goofy, but adorable grin on your face. I can barely hear you, you lean in and tell me I look "perfect". It's a cringy word, no one is perfect, I'm far from it and would normally protest but you're still talking. You say you've missed me. Such an odd thing for an acquaintance to say but it's said with such sincerity. Your arm is round me, your hand on the small of my back and our eyes are locked. The rowdiness becomes muffled.
I don't know what comes over me or where the out of character bravery comes from but I take your hand and head for the back door. The air is fresh and it's a little chilly so as we sit on the cold wall of the pub garden you put your arm around me and pull me in close as a gesture to keep me warm. I kiss you. It's gentle, soft, warm... but then broken.
You've pulled away and look concerned. You mutter a name and for a moment I'm confused, it's not my name, it's not even female.. it's my ex, a now distant memory. I shake my head and begin to explain but I've given you all you need to know.
Your kissing me, harder, passionately. And suddenly unaware of where we are we cannot get enough of each other. I'm on your lap and it's evident you want me from the proding I feel through my jeans.
Your up and pulling me, we're almost running I don't know where to. We pass through crowds, through doors and turn corners. It's a blur. Then there's a wall you shove me against and as you kiss me you nibble at my lip and your cupping my boobs. You've found my nipples hard from the chills and thrill. Not here I say and again you're pulling me by the hand.
We reach a car and it occurs to me you're driving. You unlock the car and intuitively we're both in the back, knowing we aren't going anywhere. You're on me.
Kissing, touching, stroking, caressing, undressing.. and smiling, laughing even.. at what I don't know but it's together and it's ours. Your eyes lock mine again as your hand slips inside my knickers and the wetness you find reveals my lust for you. You taste me and then I do as you return to kiss me.. down my neck and your tongue trails along my collar bone as I moan and grind against your touch. I unbutton your jeans and find your stiffness. I'm not one to rush but I want you inside me. My lips find their way to your ear and I whisper fuck me.
You don't hesitate, we shed some more clothes and your pushed against me. As you kiss me passionately you slide inside and we fuck. Legs intertwined, both thrusting, it's fast and intense, hot and you feel so good. My hands in your hair as you suck my boobs. I'm close already when you stop, you're moving taking me with you as you sit pulling me astride your lap.
You pull me closer to kiss you but then holding my waist push me away to get a good view of me riding you. You cup and squeeze my boobs as my head drops back, and my back arches. It's so intense... I'm close again. You pull me closer and hold me by the throat as you kiss me firmly. It sends me over the edge, and you feel me tense and shudder as I come. My orgasm brings you near, I'm still riding you and your thrusting hard and fast into me your hands grasping my arse. I feel myself building again, and my hands slips between us to rub my clit as we both moan our way to orgasm.
We're both spent, it was so intense. You hold me close my chest against yours as you stroke my hair and place gentle tender kisses on my forehead, our juices combined spill out of me. You're still inside me and we stay just as we are.
Who knows what next year could bring...
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Is everything ok with your room Sir?
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Posted:Jul 9, 2016 9:47 am
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2016 3:55 am
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I knock on your door to ask if you're happy with your room, you answer sheepishly with a towel around your waist but otherwise naked. You seem flustered, like I've disturbed you in the middle of something but say the room is fine. I apologise if I've interrupted, or if you were showering. You eye me up from head to toe and say actually you're unsure of how to work the shower, could I show you? I'm a little hesitant as it seems a strange request. I agree and come in as you lead me into the bathroom. I slip past you in the tight compact bathroom and turn the shower on, giving you a look as if to say why am I really here? You seem a little embarrassed but in a cute way and you step into the shower and grasp the shower head, as you do it flips in the air and soaks us both, in the panic your towel drops. You bend to pick it up but can't help but notice the water trickling down my leg, and that my wet white shirt is now clinging to my boobs revealing a lace bra and firm nipples. I try not to notice your stiffening cock but it's impossible not to. You apologise and offer me your towel leaving you without, your now hard cock pointed at me and I laugh unsure what to do. I don't take the towel instead I unbutton my shirt, and take it off as its so wet. You clumsily pat me with the towel coming closer to me. Stood together you drop the towel as you kiss me. You kiss me hard and passionately and we lose ourselves in each other for a minute kissing and stroking each other.
You feel and squeeze my nipples through the lace and unclasp my bra. You bend slightly to suck and kiss my chest, my hand is in your hair gripping a little as I'm a little giddy and there's no space. You sit on the toilet seat and pull me to you kissing my soft skin along my belly, your hands trailing down my back and squeezing my bum. You spin me around and kiss and nibble at my round cheeks through my knickers. You spank me firmly which makes me scream a little, it was unexpected and then you're pulling me into the bedroom and push me face down onto the bed. The slightly awkward guy who answered the door is long gone, you know what you want and that you're going to get it. Before I can react you're on top of me kissing my neck and gripping my hair as you're stiff cock pushes against my bum. You're firm, pulling my hair, pushing down on me and nibbling my neck, it hurts but my moans tell you I like it, as does the way I push my bum up against you.
The pressure is gone, you're gone, until I feel you tugging at my knickers and as I raise my bum up a little you peel them off, down my legs and away. I suddenly feel aware of how naked and bare I am. I feel conscious and wriggle to try to get undercover.You sense I'm unsure and pull me by my ankles to the edge of the bed and to a seated position, you kiss me softly. You guide my hand to your cock and I'm reassured by how hard you are for me, feeling how much you want me.. you're enjoying my touch and stand more upright to watch as I stroke your cock. I lean in and suck your balls and kiss around the base of your cock as I stroke you.
I can tell you want me to suck you but I tease you, making you wait.. kissing licking and sucking around your shaft but only taking your balls in my mouth. You're so hard that finally I lick along your stiff cock my tongue circling your head as your legs quiver a little, and I suck you in, all the way in as you moan gruffly gripping my hair. I get your hard cock wet and slippy as you fuck my mouth. You realise that in your pleasure you've closed your eyes so open them to see me suck you. You also see that my hands is between my legs as I play. You want to taste me so push me back onto the bed, and you kiss and lick your way along the inside of my thighs. My pussy is wet and glistening, as you find my clit with your tongue you slide a finger inside me. I moan deeply my legs spread wide and as you glance up I gesture for you to turn around. You climb on top of me and again bury your face in my wetness but this time your cock is in my face.
As you suck and finger me I suck and stroke to you. Both squirming and moaning with pleasure. You feel my grip on your fingers tighten as I come intensely, you can't hold back either and you come in my mouth.
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