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That Lovin' Feelin': Part 1
That lovin' feelin': Part 1
A lonely man meets a sexy woman.
Based on a
post by Vitorio, in 2 parts. Listen to the ►
Podcast at Connected.
Wednesday
night before Thanksgiving, 2010
Forty-ish I
suppose, same age as me, sitting on her own. Unusual in a British pub on a
Friday night. Very, very noticeable. Red hair worn in a slightly old-fashioned
style, curly, shoulder length. Her face was, how to say this, big. No that's
wrong, striking is a better word. Characterful, is that a word? Dark red
lipstick, almost 'porn star' quality. That was it really, she had something of
the appearance of an actress from those early films I'd seen in my youth.
She was
bloody attractive - difficult to take my eyes off her. She was certainly
drawing attention. Two young lads made a move to her - saw them off in pretty
smart style. Don't know what she said to them but they drifted away, tails
between legs.
I couldn't
take my eyes off her.
I'd come out
for a drink to get out of my flat, first time for a while, trying to shake off
the depression caused by the last letter from my solicitor. My ex - off to the
States with her new man, and the kids. Cow!
I didn't
think I was that bad. It wasn't me over the side was it, bloody toe-rag,
seducing her like that. I had no chance. He had it all, money, good looks,
youth, the bloody lot. Nineteen years down the bloody pan!
I just wanted
to sit by the bar surrounded by people, try to get back to life I suppose.
Hadn't thought about women for a good while, well I had but the thoughts hadn't
been about sex! Felt pretty let down really. Christ, she was bloody attractive.
Then she
noticed me looking. Eyes met and I looked away, embarrassed. Hadn't done this
for a long time, chat a woman up in a pub. Different 'rules' now. Couldn't not
look though, shit she was lovely!
Looked at her
again and she was looking at me, hell. Shit, bugger, smile you idiot! So I
smiled and, miracle of miracles, she smiled back. Took a deep breath, got up,
and walked over.
"Can I
join you?" A nod, a smile. Fuck!
"A
drink, err, can I get you a drink?" Hell, how long ago had I last done
this!
Big smile.
WOW " Hmm, yes please. Gin and tonic, double, with ice and lemon.
Thanks." Nice accent, posh. Well not quite, posher than me. A double,
unusual but there you are!
Off to the
bar. Got the drinks, wine for me, never been a beer drinker and spirits: well
not now! As I turned the two young guys moved in.
"Pushy
sod aren't you?" said one.
"Yeah,
pushy!"
I wasn't in
the mood! Pugnacious look, full height (6' 2"), "Piss off before you
get into trouble!" and stared them down. Kids! Stand up to them and they
back off (I hope!). They did, slunk away without a look.
I looked at
her, she was watching with ghost of a smile. I sat, gave her the drink.
"Wine?"
she said with a soft smile, "hardly the drink of a 'hard' man."
"I'm not
hard, just don't like being interrupted." She smiled again and nodded. She
seemed, melancholy.
We sat; we
talked, about me mostly. I took her in. Probably around 35. OK, 40. So
difficult to tell nowadays but she was a looker that was certain. Quite a lot
of make-up but well applied and accentuated her beauty. There seemed to be
something familiar about her. Couldn't see her figure but if it was as good as
her face and hair, wow! Then, as her drink diminished, "You live around here?"
I did.
"About 5 minutes," I said.
"Let's
go!" I must have looked shocked. Surely chatting up hadn't changed this
much. "Show me where you live!" Who was picking up who?
She stood, I
stood and we left the pub. Nice evening, slow walk and she held on to my arm.
Nice.
Back to my
flat. Stale, uninteresting. Hadn't really got round to making it into a home.
Difficult.
"My
'castle'," I said. She smiled and crossed the threshold. She was tall,
well over average, I'd say about 5' 10" in her heels. Not slim, could see
that under the coat. Followed her in and took coat.
WOW. The rest
of her was as good as her face. Not, repeat not, the skinny planks that women
try to be today. Very shapely. The view from the rear as I showed her into the
lounge, was bloody marvelous. Thank god for the Coke bottle! Gorgeous hips and
an arse to die for. She turned. Shit, I didn't think I could take much more.
Breasts full and shapely under her blouse. Slight rise of tummy dipping to the
pleasure palace. She was Monroe, Loren, and Lolobrigida, a fantasy. Fuck!
"Drink?"
I managed. She smiled.
"I
didn't come here to drink," she said as she reached for me and pulled me
close. Things had changed!! Her kiss was unpracticed but passionate and, as she
pulled away, "Bedroom, where's the bloody bedroom!"
What's
happening here?? No time to think, did I want to. Shit no. I knew exactly what
I wanted to do! I took her hand, corridor, bedroom. Thankfully I had a double
bed, didn't matter mind you.
She grabbed
me again, her kisses passionate. So were mine by now. Boy did she light my
fire. I'd never met a woman like this, forward. My wife wasn't bad but this?
No, nothing. Hands were fluttering at my shirt buttons, releasing them quickly
then stripping my shirt off. Mine did the same to her blouse, ripping several,
she didn't seem to mind. She was stroking my body, cooing, kissing my neck and
shoulder. I did the same to her but I wanted those tits! They felt great
pressed against my chest.
Unclip bra
and slip it off her shoulders, she helped then pulled my head down and thrust
her tits in my face. "Suck, bite, oh you bastard, squeeze them." Ever
the gentleman, I did hard. She was grinding hips into mine by now
An hour later
I Rolled off her and lay on my back, don't like to smother a woman. Deep breath
- wow that was good. Calm. Phew, hadn't been like that for a bloody long time.
No rest for
the (very) wicked though. She was there, on me. "Fuck! That was bloody
good. Do you practice?" She laughingly asked. She had a nice laugh. Sexy,
rich, free.
"No,"
I said, "been a while. Divorce."
"Oh! I
suppose so. Nothing in between?" Fool! I'd unburdened myself to her.
Divorce, kids, lover, States: the bloody lot. Because she listened.
"No,"
She laughed as she looked down on me. "Bloody waste, that was fucking good."
Language! Didn't know any women who talked like that. Bloody sexy. Plus she was
playing with my cock and balls!
"Not
finished I hope?" I wasn't!
"No,"
I smiled up at her.
"Bugger,"
she said, "need to get rid of this, it has been a long time hasn't it?"
Off she tripped. "Where's the loo?" What a fucking body!!!
"First
left."
"Don't
go away!" She was gone. Time to take stock. Bugger it, why bother, this
was Fun. Shit, what a woman! She was back, stood in the doorway, a goddess!
Swayed across
to the bed, knelt by me. God, her tits! Tummy! Big smile as my cock noticed
her. "Better clean him up!" she resolved. Not sure she'd done much of
this. My ex was a good cocksucker, wouldn't take cum in her mouth though.
Wonder if she did for him.
Sod them, she
may not have been experienced but she was enthusiastic. Head bobbing, tongue
washing. Withdrew and looked down.
" Hmm,
nice, your turn!" and lay back. Boy did I want my turn! Long look at her
body, first time really. Wow. Tits firm, not good at size but looked good to
me. Tummy, I like that not too flat. Leads nicely down to pussy, hers did. She
was a natural redhead. Trimmed but not too much. Legs slightly open, she looked
good enough to eat, I did but first her tits.
Started by
squeezing firmly, playing nipples, then kissed and bit. Like doing this, she
like it as well.
"Oh yes
play with my tits. Bite, suck, oh god!" She pulled my head down for a kiss
then, "Ever fucked tits?" No I hadn't actually.
Stunned,
"Err, no!"
"Never
had them fucked either. Shall we try?" Well I certainly didn't mind trying
to fuck these beauties.
"Let's!"
A voyage of discovery!
"Hold
them together. Oh shit, yes. Like that."
Big smile,
"You like that?" I managed a nod. "So do I!"
Did it for a
while then, "Shit, I've got to stop." If I didn't I'd cum and I
hadn't eaten yet.
She smiled,
powerful, in charge, well she was. I didn't even know her bloody name! Mind
you, she didn't know mine either! "Why?" Teasing with a smile.
"I
haven't eaten!" I said. Regain the initiative, I thought.
She looked
puzzled, "Eaten?"
"Your
cunt," I said.
Raised
eyebrows, surprise, then a smile, "Oh yes, for as long as you fucking
like!" Language, never heard it like that from a woman, even ex. Bloody
sexy though!
I climbed off
her and checked the menu. Legs slightly apart she looked delectable. Wet again
--seemed to get wet. Not that I minded. She moaned when I got there.
She went off
like a firecracker. Noise! Shouts, screams, moans. Couldn't hear what they
were: legs gripped my head like a bloody vice. Seems she wasn't used to this!
Finally she came down and let me go, wow! Still, time to bring her on again,
regain control!
She screamed,
wasn't used to this either! I was crushed, never had a reaction like this.
Hands held my head to her legs crushed, and hips pushed up. Breathe? Just!
Bloody good fun.
Took longer
for her to come down, but she did: finally. I wasn't finished here though.
Still, did enjoy rimming and, well, it was such a lovely arse!
Lifted my
head for air, phew. Looked down at her. I don't think I'd ever seen a woman so,
hell I don't know, sensuous is the only word I can think of. She wasn't
finished, far from it. Mind, I wasn't either, yet!
I lifted her
legs higher and it was tiny, a star with the faintest ring of muscle. She
shivered, "Oh my fucking god. You'd do that. Oh fuck yes!" She was
pleading. I was delivering but I couldn't get there properly.
"Turn
over," I said gruffly as I lifted my head. She looked apprehensive.
Needn't have worried. Never done anything to a woman that she didn't want doing
to her, don't believe in it. Hadn't had that much experience though. Half a
dozen girlfriends then marriage, cow. 19 years! Still, forget that, wow.
"Why?"
throatily.
"So I
can rim you!" Well she used the language, might as well.
"Oh fuck
yes. Never done that!"
"Always
a first time," I said with a look that indicated that other 'first times'
might be in the offing.
" Hmm,
there is," and she turned as I moved away. Look, I'm not really an 'arse'
man per se. I like all of a woman but, shit, she had an arse to die for and,
from that day, I was an arse man. She conquered me! I said she wasn't a plank.
Full, shapely figure. Wide hips, not so narrow waist but proportionate, the
sweep of those hips, the curve. Nothing in nature equaled that shape. And the
cheeks! How to describe them. Two footballs, no basketballs joining body to
legs with the valley between hiding her arse-hole. This doesn't do them justice
but it's the best I can do.
I was
motionless at the sight before my eyes. I was so hard I think it would have
broken had I knocked it!
I had to take
a deep breath, control. For fuck's sake hold on!
Then she
smiled, "Get to it then!" I did but first I played with those
glorious globes. Squeezed, kneaded, stroked, even slapped gently. She liked
that. Turned her head just a little, "Yes, do that. It's, oh fuck yes,
It's nice." I slapped a little harder but I'm not into that sort of thing.
Don't like inflicting hurt, pain so now kissed and licked the redness caused by
my slaps.
" Hmm,
nice." She turned her head again, "Thank you," she said softly
with a strange look. Something clicked inside, don't know what. Smiled back
softly as well, wow. Returned to the task in hand. Gently now stroked her
cheeks, one hand on each, and parted the valley between with thumbs. She eased
her bottom back, enjoying the feeling I suppose.
Time now.
Bent head and licked. Enjoy this (why I don't know but I do). Back and forth
along the sensual valley between the cheeks of her bottom. She shuddered
(orgasm?) and sighed. Focused there now. Round and round then prod gently with
rolled tongue. Load moan and push back. Tip of my tongue enters, wow.
"Oh fuck
yes. Yes I want that. Don't cum. Please don't cum there. Haven't done that.
Please!" Well, it hadn't happened to me for a long time. First girlfriend
swallowed, mainly because she liked being eaten and said I had to! None of the
others did.
"Fuck
yes." I was rock hard now. Terrific tension. Didn't realize at the time
how strange this all was. Still!!
Nothing
before even approached this feeling, why?
She was
moaning now, thrashing about, head down, thrusting back at me. Our timing was
fantastic. Shudder after shudder rocked her body. .Moaning turned into a
keening wail. Bugger, I thought, hope the neighbors are out.
Then quiet.
She knelt up
level and said, "Oh fuck, fuck. That's so bloody exciting." Then a
big smile. I was dumbstruck, and knackered.
"'God!"
Knelt up and made to kiss me. Bollocks, she deserved a kiss and there's a first
time for everything. Held her close and kissed her spunky lips, wasn't bad.
Suddenly thought, this was our first 'real' kiss, not intensely passionate like
earlier. Softer, passionate yes, but gentle. Her tongue pushed past my lips and
met mine, exchanging spunk I suppose. I didn't mind, just enjoyed the feel of her
skin next to mine, her nipples, still hard, pressing into my chest.
She pulled
away and I looked at her. She looked a bit bedraggled, I suppose I did as well.
Sweat (sorry, she glowed, I was covered in sweat) and now the smell of rutting
filled the room. When you look back at it, sex is pretty unappetizing isn't it.
Lucky it doesn't seem like that at the time!
She was
beautiful! Beautiful and sensuous. Sexy. Her eyes didn't seem to want to let go
of me and they, sort of, captured me. Then, "Bugger, I need to clean
up," she laughed, "you do to."
I laughed
back, "I don't know, you look gorgeous."
With a
tinkling laugh she kissed me, "Flatterer! You're only after one
thing." I raised my eyebrows and gave her a lop-sided gr
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A lonely man meets a sexy woman.
Based on a
post by Vitorio, in 2 parts. Listen to the ►
Podcast at Connected.
Wednesday
night before Thanksgiving, 2010
Forty-ish I
suppose, same age as me, sitting on her own. Unusual in a British pub on a
Friday night. Very, very noticeable. Red hair worn in a slightly old-fashioned
style, curly, shoulder length. Her face was, how to say this, big. No that's
wrong, striking is a better word. Characterful, is that a word? Dark red
lipstick, almost 'porn star' quality. That was it really, she had something of
the appearance of an actress from those early films I'd seen in my youth.
She was
bloody attractive - difficult to take my eyes off her. She was certainly
drawing attention. Two young lads made a move to her - saw them off in pretty
smart style. Don't know what she said to them but they drifted away, tails
between legs.
I couldn't
take my eyes off her.
I'd come out
for a drink to get out of my flat, first time for a while, trying to shake off
the depression caused by the last letter from my solicitor. My ex - off to the
States with her new man, and the kids. Cow!
I didn't
think I was that bad. It wasn't me over the side was it, bloody toe-rag,
seducing her like that. I had no chance. He had it all, money, good looks,
youth, the bloody lot. Nineteen years down the bloody pan!
I just wanted
to sit by the bar surrounded by people, try to get back to life I suppose.
Hadn't thought about women for a good while, well I had but the thoughts hadn't
been about sex! Felt pretty let down really. Christ, she was bloody attractive.
Then she
noticed me looking. Eyes met and I looked away, embarrassed. Hadn't done this
for a long time, chat a woman up in a pub. Different 'rules' now. Couldn't not
look though, shit she was lovely!
Looked at her
again and she was looking at me, hell. Shit, bugger, smile you idiot! So I
smiled and, miracle of miracles, she smiled back. Took a deep breath, got up,
and walked over.
"Can I
join you?" A nod, a smile. Fuck!
"A
drink, err, can I get you a drink?" Hell, how long ago had I last done
this!
Big smile.
WOW " Hmm, yes please. Gin and tonic, double, with ice and lemon.
Thanks." Nice accent, posh. Well not quite, posher than me. A double,
unusual but there you are!
Off to the
bar. Got the drinks, wine for me, never been a beer drinker and spirits: well
not now! As I turned the two young guys moved in.
"Pushy
sod aren't you?" said one.
"Yeah,
pushy!"
I wasn't in
the mood! Pugnacious look, full height (6' 2"), "Piss off before you
get into trouble!" and stared them down. Kids! Stand up to them and they
back off (I hope!). They did, slunk away without a look.
I looked at
her, she was watching with ghost of a smile. I sat, gave her the drink.
"Wine?"
she said with a soft smile, "hardly the drink of a 'hard' man."
"I'm not
hard, just don't like being interrupted." She smiled again and nodded. She
seemed, melancholy.
We sat; we
talked, about me mostly. I took her in. Probably around 35. OK, 40. So
difficult to tell nowadays but she was a looker that was certain. Quite a lot
of make-up but well applied and accentuated her beauty. There seemed to be
something familiar about her. Couldn't see her figure but if it was as good as
her face and hair, wow! Then, as her drink diminished, "You live around here?"
I did.
"About 5 minutes," I said.
"Let's
go!" I must have looked shocked. Surely chatting up hadn't changed this
much. "Show me where you live!" Who was picking up who?
She stood, I
stood and we left the pub. Nice evening, slow walk and she held on to my arm.
Nice.
Back to my
flat. Stale, uninteresting. Hadn't really got round to making it into a home.
Difficult.
"My
'castle'," I said. She smiled and crossed the threshold. She was tall,
well over average, I'd say about 5' 10" in her heels. Not slim, could see
that under the coat. Followed her in and took coat.
WOW. The rest
of her was as good as her face. Not, repeat not, the skinny planks that women
try to be today. Very shapely. The view from the rear as I showed her into the
lounge, was bloody marvelous. Thank god for the Coke bottle! Gorgeous hips and
an arse to die for. She turned. Shit, I didn't think I could take much more.
Breasts full and shapely under her blouse. Slight rise of tummy dipping to the
pleasure palace. She was Monroe, Loren, and Lolobrigida, a fantasy. Fuck!
"Drink?"
I managed. She smiled.
"I
didn't come here to drink," she said as she reached for me and pulled me
close. Things had changed!! Her kiss was unpracticed but passionate and, as she
pulled away, "Bedroom, where's the bloody bedroom!"
What's
happening here?? No time to think, did I want to. Shit no. I knew exactly what
I wanted to do! I took her hand, corridor, bedroom. Thankfully I had a double
bed, didn't matter mind you.
She grabbed
me again, her kisses passionate. So were mine by now. Boy did she light my
fire. I'd never met a woman like this, forward. My wife wasn't bad but this?
No, nothing. Hands were fluttering at my shirt buttons, releasing them quickly
then stripping my shirt off. Mine did the same to her blouse, ripping several,
she didn't seem to mind. She was stroking my body, cooing, kissing my neck and
shoulder. I did the same to her but I wanted those tits! They felt great
pressed against my chest.
Unclip bra
and slip it off her shoulders, she helped then pulled my head down and thrust
her tits in my face. "Suck, bite, oh you bastard, squeeze them." Ever
the gentleman, I did hard. She was grinding hips into mine by now
An hour later
I Rolled off her and lay on my back, don't like to smother a woman. Deep breath
- wow that was good. Calm. Phew, hadn't been like that for a bloody long time.
No rest for
the (very) wicked though. She was there, on me. "Fuck! That was bloody
good. Do you practice?" She laughingly asked. She had a nice laugh. Sexy,
rich, free.
"No,"
I said, "been a while. Divorce."
"Oh! I
suppose so. Nothing in between?" Fool! I'd unburdened myself to her.
Divorce, kids, lover, States: the bloody lot. Because she listened.
"No,"
She laughed as she looked down on me. "Bloody waste, that was fucking good."
Language! Didn't know any women who talked like that. Bloody sexy. Plus she was
playing with my cock and balls!
"Not
finished I hope?" I wasn't!
"No,"
I smiled up at her.
"Bugger,"
she said, "need to get rid of this, it has been a long time hasn't it?"
Off she tripped. "Where's the loo?" What a fucking body!!!
"First
left."
"Don't
go away!" She was gone. Time to take stock. Bugger it, why bother, this
was Fun. Shit, what a woman! She was back, stood in the doorway, a goddess!
Swayed across
to the bed, knelt by me. God, her tits! Tummy! Big smile as my cock noticed
her. "Better clean him up!" she resolved. Not sure she'd done much of
this. My ex was a good cocksucker, wouldn't take cum in her mouth though.
Wonder if she did for him.
Sod them, she
may not have been experienced but she was enthusiastic. Head bobbing, tongue
washing. Withdrew and looked down.
" Hmm,
nice, your turn!" and lay back. Boy did I want my turn! Long look at her
body, first time really. Wow. Tits firm, not good at size but looked good to
me. Tummy, I like that not too flat. Leads nicely down to pussy, hers did. She
was a natural redhead. Trimmed but not too much. Legs slightly open, she looked
good enough to eat, I did but first her tits.
Started by
squeezing firmly, playing nipples, then kissed and bit. Like doing this, she
like it as well.
"Oh yes
play with my tits. Bite, suck, oh god!" She pulled my head down for a kiss
then, "Ever fucked tits?" No I hadn't actually.
Stunned,
"Err, no!"
"Never
had them fucked either. Shall we try?" Well I certainly didn't mind trying
to fuck these beauties.
"Let's!"
A voyage of discovery!
"Hold
them together. Oh shit, yes. Like that."
Big smile,
"You like that?" I managed a nod. "So do I!"
Did it for a
while then, "Shit, I've got to stop." If I didn't I'd cum and I
hadn't eaten yet.
She smiled,
powerful, in charge, well she was. I didn't even know her bloody name! Mind
you, she didn't know mine either! "Why?" Teasing with a smile.
"I
haven't eaten!" I said. Regain the initiative, I thought.
She looked
puzzled, "Eaten?"
"Your
cunt," I said.
Raised
eyebrows, surprise, then a smile, "Oh yes, for as long as you fucking
like!" Language, never heard it like that from a woman, even ex. Bloody
sexy though!
I climbed off
her and checked the menu. Legs slightly apart she looked delectable. Wet again
--seemed to get wet. Not that I minded. She moaned when I got there.
She went off
like a firecracker. Noise! Shouts, screams, moans. Couldn't hear what they
were: legs gripped my head like a bloody vice. Seems she wasn't used to this!
Finally she came down and let me go, wow! Still, time to bring her on again,
regain control!
She screamed,
wasn't used to this either! I was crushed, never had a reaction like this.
Hands held my head to her legs crushed, and hips pushed up. Breathe? Just!
Bloody good fun.
Took longer
for her to come down, but she did: finally. I wasn't finished here though.
Still, did enjoy rimming and, well, it was such a lovely arse!
Lifted my
head for air, phew. Looked down at her. I don't think I'd ever seen a woman so,
hell I don't know, sensuous is the only word I can think of. She wasn't
finished, far from it. Mind, I wasn't either, yet!
I lifted her
legs higher and it was tiny, a star with the faintest ring of muscle. She
shivered, "Oh my fucking god. You'd do that. Oh fuck yes!" She was
pleading. I was delivering but I couldn't get there properly.
"Turn
over," I said gruffly as I lifted my head. She looked apprehensive.
Needn't have worried. Never done anything to a woman that she didn't want doing
to her, don't believe in it. Hadn't had that much experience though. Half a
dozen girlfriends then marriage, cow. 19 years! Still, forget that, wow.
"Why?"
throatily.
"So I
can rim you!" Well she used the language, might as well.
"Oh fuck
yes. Never done that!"
"Always
a first time," I said with a look that indicated that other 'first times'
might be in the offing.
" Hmm,
there is," and she turned as I moved away. Look, I'm not really an 'arse'
man per se. I like all of a woman but, shit, she had an arse to die for and,
from that day, I was an arse man. She conquered me! I said she wasn't a plank.
Full, shapely figure. Wide hips, not so narrow waist but proportionate, the
sweep of those hips, the curve. Nothing in nature equaled that shape. And the
cheeks! How to describe them. Two footballs, no basketballs joining body to
legs with the valley between hiding her arse-hole. This doesn't do them justice
but it's the best I can do.
I was
motionless at the sight before my eyes. I was so hard I think it would have
broken had I knocked it!
I had to take
a deep breath, control. For fuck's sake hold on!
Then she
smiled, "Get to it then!" I did but first I played with those
glorious globes. Squeezed, kneaded, stroked, even slapped gently. She liked
that. Turned her head just a little, "Yes, do that. It's, oh fuck yes,
It's nice." I slapped a little harder but I'm not into that sort of thing.
Don't like inflicting hurt, pain so now kissed and licked the redness caused by
my slaps.
" Hmm,
nice." She turned her head again, "Thank you," she said softly
with a strange look. Something clicked inside, don't know what. Smiled back
softly as well, wow. Returned to the task in hand. Gently now stroked her
cheeks, one hand on each, and parted the valley between with thumbs. She eased
her bottom back, enjoying the feeling I suppose.
Time now.
Bent head and licked. Enjoy this (why I don't know but I do). Back and forth
along the sensual valley between the cheeks of her bottom. She shuddered
(orgasm?) and sighed. Focused there now. Round and round then prod gently with
rolled tongue. Load moan and push back. Tip of my tongue enters, wow.
"Oh fuck
yes. Yes I want that. Don't cum. Please don't cum there. Haven't done that.
Please!" Well, it hadn't happened to me for a long time. First girlfriend
swallowed, mainly because she liked being eaten and said I had to! None of the
others did.
"Fuck
yes." I was rock hard now. Terrific tension. Didn't realize at the time
how strange this all was. Still!!
Nothing
before even approached this feeling, why?
She was
moaning now, thrashing about, head down, thrusting back at me. Our timing was
fantastic. Shudder after shudder rocked her body. .Moaning turned into a
keening wail. Bugger, I thought, hope the neighbors are out.
Then quiet.
She knelt up
level and said, "Oh fuck, fuck. That's so bloody exciting." Then a
big smile. I was dumbstruck, and knackered.
"'God!"
Knelt up and made to kiss me. Bollocks, she deserved a kiss and there's a first
time for everything. Held her close and kissed her spunky lips, wasn't bad.
Suddenly thought, this was our first 'real' kiss, not intensely passionate like
earlier. Softer, passionate yes, but gentle. Her tongue pushed past my lips and
met mine, exchanging spunk I suppose. I didn't mind, just enjoyed the feel of her
skin next to mine, her nipples, still hard, pressing into my chest.
She pulled
away and I looked at her. She looked a bit bedraggled, I suppose I did as well.
Sweat (sorry, she glowed, I was covered in sweat) and now the smell of rutting
filled the room. When you look back at it, sex is pretty unappetizing isn't it.
Lucky it doesn't seem like that at the time!
She was
beautiful! Beautiful and sensuous. Sexy. Her eyes didn't seem to want to let go
of me and they, sort of, captured me. Then, "Bugger, I need to clean
up," she laughed, "you do to."
I laughed
back, "I don't know, you look gorgeous."
With a
tinkling laugh she kissed me, "Flatterer! You're only after one
thing." I raised my eyebrows and gave her a lop-sided gr