by Ella Hilton
His other hand pressed at tight anus. In the same moment as he pressed his tongue into her sweet pussy, his finger penetrated her anal opening. She screamed with pleasure. His tongue stroked in and out of her to move in and out of her; his fingers flexed in and out of her. He made love to her, building a steady rhythm with each scream of pleasure she emitted. She felt her whole body begin to convulse as he took her closer and closer to the edge. His tongue moved faster and faster; his fingers filled her anus.
She screamed and writhed as her orgasm overtook her, grinding her body down on his face and fingers. She was still convulsing as he abruptly broke away from her, standing, pulling her against him. She wrapped her legs around him as he reached down and fumbled his thick hard manhood from his pants. He pushed in even close and impaled her on his cock. She screamed.
Her fingers dug into his back, leaving red trails as he forced his length into her. He held her hips and worked her body on his, pulling her up and down, driving into her, pushing himself in deeper with each thrust. He rocked her back and forth, his hands guiding her up and down, as he pounded in and out of her. She screamed against the side of his face, her body tensing. Her soft wet skin gripped him as she climaxed again and again.
He forced her to open her eyes, making her stare into his as they plunged over the edge together. Their eyes were locked on each other as he covered her mouth with is. She tasted her own muskiness on him. He plunges his tongue into her hot, wet mouth, and she knew he wanted her to taste all he had tasted, wanted her to know just how sweet she is.
They orgasmed together. He gathered her body to him, kissing all over her beautiful face. He carried her trembling body over to the bed, and lay her down on the cool satin sheets. He kissed her deeply again.
With one last look into her eyes, he turned and moved to the door. He glanced back once more, framed in the doorway, as she lay on the bed, so content. Then he was gone, and she was left with only the smell of their encounter and the yearning for more. She realized she had never even learned his name, but the memory of him was still so fresh. Smiling, she closed her eyes, only wanting to catch her breath.
The End.
Fun in the Office
Stacey sat in her office, watching the phone. All she wanted was that one phone call, to tell her the time and where. As she spaced out thinking of their last encounter she felt herself getting aroused, before she could snap out of it her phone rang. The high pitched ringing was a welcoming sound, for once, and she answered quickly.
"Stacey Redding." She knew for well who was on the other end of the phone.
"Stacey. I am in town. Can I come round yours?"
"I am at work at the moment. How about later?" Her voice all ready was carrying the sound of longing, for his body to hold her.
"I can't wait. I will come to your office." She knew this was ridiculous but she couldn't wait it had already been too long. She agreed and hung up. She went out and told her secretary to go on her lunch and when she got back that no one was to disturb her, under any circumstances. She wasn't sure how long they would need.
When he arrived, she sat from her chair and looked at him for what seemed like an eternity, his eyes gazing into hers. He walked over to her and gently kissed her, his breathing warming her face.
As they kissed she slowly stood up, their tongues meeting for what seemed like the first time. Her hands slowly slid down to his pants, and she felt his hard manhood. She longed for him so much, she wanted him now. She kissed him more passionately now, and felt his hands wander up her thigh, then gently under her skirt to her wet panties. He could feel her breath quicken. He slowly twisted his finger round her panties and felt her wet shaven, pussy, he began to stroke her clit, then inserted one finger deep into her wetness. He knew from her small moan that she wanted this.
Stacey's mind was in ecstasy, his finger was now working its way in and out, she moved him over to her desk where she jumped onto it and opened her legs. He slid her wet panties off and continued to stroke her pussy. She lent forward and undid the zipper on his jeans and felt his hard member through his silky boxers. His face reviled that this was a good sensation so she slid her hand under the boxers and began stroking his cock, finding it hard to resist pulling it harder as he continued to finger her deep wet pussy.
After a while he pushed her down on to the desk, it couldn't take it any longer, her wanted her he needed to be inside her. As she went down she pulled his pants and boxers down leaving his cock to stand fully. Her face lit as she saw it, and in exchange she began to unbutton her blouse, but his hand came to hers and stopped her. She looked at him worried he wanted it all to end, but he looked down and finished what she had started. He stared at her firm breasts as he released them from the black lace bra. He began to suck her nipples, licking them until they were both erect.
He climbed onto the desk above Stacy and stared into her eyes, he ran his hands over her breasts and then began to push his hard, throbbing penis into her. Her pussy was tight but she began to moan as he entered. Slowly he began to thrust in and out of her, every time her moans causing him to push harder. She ran her fingers down her back and began encouraging his thrusts by pushing him deeper her into him.
"Harder. I need you" she moaned. And he obeyed faster he went into her, he could feel her pussy pulsating, and found himself getting closer to orgasm. He began to go faster and deeper, licking her firm breasts as he did, he could see how close Stacey was, she was almost screaming with joy now. Her mind was a blur, between her legs it was a burning sensation she moaned for more and for it to be faster. As she came she screamed and he continued to drive his shaft into her, she couldn't breath properly, and the room was spinning it continued. He felt her pussy tighten but carried on pounding into her, she was so wet it made him want to o harder. Her nails dug into him as she screamed, he continued thrusting harder until he moaned, and came into her. He thrusted into her, filling her with his cum.
They lay there for a while and then got dressed, he smiled at her and she smiled back.
"I'll see you later then?" He said to her.
"Defiantly. I cant wait."
Sonoma County Thoughts
Sitting here contemplating where I'm going tonight in the lustful reaches of my mind's eye, taking a deep breath, hold it, then release it. I smile, as I already have had numerous erotic thoughts this evening.
I have finished my workout, a quick shower and a microwave pot roast something for dinner. I am on my second glass of Chardonnay, a 1995 Harvest Reserve by Mirassou. I find myself very mellow this evening, and, very aroused.
I picture myself driving up to a nice estate in Sonoma County, the drive framed by vineyards full with clusters of ripe fruit. My windows are down so I can feel the warmth of an early autumn evening. The air is thick with the scent of the vineyards at harvest.
As I get out of my car and saunter up the walk bordered by red, while, pink and lavender roses in full bloom. The smell of their fragrance is overpowering and intoxicating. Looking up, I see you watching me from within the frame of a large Bay Window. I can see that you are checking me out, and I like the feeling.
Our eyes meet and search within the depths of the others intentions, and lustful vibrations permeate the air. I watch you move to the front door, disappearing, then reappearing as you open the door to greet me. Reaching out as I approach, I take your hands in mine, lightly placing your palms upon my outstretched hands. Energies mingle as our bodies, minds and spirits begin to communicate on so many levels.
Our mouths meet and eyes close as passion explodes from our every pour. Gently I move you back and pin you to the wall, nudging the door shut with my foot. Our bodies lunge into each other as desire burns quickly within our loins. My hand reaches under your skirt to discover the warmth of your skin and the softness of your pubic hair as my voice commands you to spread your legs. You move them apart unquestionably giving me full access to unconditional lust and desire.
You
are so wet, my fingers move between your luscious soft fleshy folds effortlessly. When my middle finger travels up your hot canal you lunge to drive it deeply while frantically undoing my belt and pants to capture my rising manhood. Gently squeezing at first, increasing your grip as you move up and down upon my finger with your body and my manhood with your hands. Another finger enters to your moaning pleasurable acceptance, and our tongues play within the mouths excited from darting pink spears.
My thumb also slides into your opening, covering it with your hot creamy juice before traveling up to play with your firm hooded button. Your knees slightly buckle, but I firmly hold your body up with the pressure of my body and the wall. As your knees buckle, your grip increases upon my shaft and my thumb applies equal pressure onto your button as another finger joins the first two. My left hand slides up under your blouse discovering firm breasts, hard nipples and no bra. I squeeze your nipples between my thumb and forefinger, pulling them softly but firmly.
Frantically I stroke you with my fingers as you brace yourself for the release that is eminent, you momentarily release my manhood to wrap your arms around my neck to help you gain leverage and for additional support. As your body spasms, you whimper, almost crying from the passion and the pleasure of the instant. My fingers continue to drive in and out as my thumb dances within your swollen fleshy and moist folds. My lips move down to kiss your neck, as my left hand continues to keep your nipples hard.
Moments pass and another orgasm rocks your body before I remove my fingers from your creamy love canal and move my hand down lifting your left leg to wrap around my waist. As your leg wraps, my shaft slides between your quivering thighs, and it is my turn to shiver as the hot liquid of your orgasmic encounters drench my manhood. Your sweet scent fills the air, adding to my excitement.
Your grip around my neck tightens, as you raise your other leg up to wrap around my waist. My hand guides my swollen manhood into you before both my hands grasp your bottom's cheeks and we drive upon each other. In and out my hardness plunges, my hands pulling you and supporting you at the same time as our mouths lock in a torrid state of passionate kisses.
I know you can feel the throbbing pressure build within my manhood as I near release. My grip and my muscles tighten as your body responds to follow mine into orgasmic explosions. Hot streams of my liquid shoot forth to fill your luscious spaces. Spasms overtake both of us as my knees buckle, but I catch myself in time to easily lower us to the floor and I sit down on my butt while your legs are still wrapped around me, and your hips were still thrusting upon my volcano like shaft.
Our lips once again find each other for a series of soft kisses. Our hips continue to make use of my still swollen and excited maleness, and, as I look into your eyes my soul smiles. "Hello my Sweet Woman," I came over to see if you wanted to make love tonight."
"What do you think my chances are?
Sensuously,
The randyman
The End.
In the Car
I tucked my arm around her and gently moved my hand up from her waist to under her arm before drawing back to plant it firmly on her chest. Her cute little tit fitted nicely I my hand and I squeezed in on it as her face moved towards mine.
Her mouth opened to greet mine and tentatively we kissed, our lips getting used to the feel of each other before our tongues connected and began to explore. I put my hand on the back of her head and held her face to mine as we kissed.
The situation was hot. We were parked in a fairly remote part of the countryside and you could tell we both turned on by the rendezvous. I know I had a tell tale sign trying to force its way out of my pants as we embraced.
Despite the eagerness o f my dick, we held our kissing for a few minutes until our hands began a mutual wander around our bodies. I let mine hold and caress her hair and to hold her smooth neck before moving back down her body to stroke and grope her legs and arse. Hers drifted more keenly to my inner thigh and she gasped sweetly into my mouth as her hand found my hardness. The next minute or so was a blur of fumbles as I lifted my bum up to slide my trousers and boxers down. My hard six inches stood proud and I loved seeing her hand wrap its shaft, her warm hand feeling so good. She began to stroke it up and down giving me nice moans of approval as she watched it sliding in and out of her fingers. I was getting lost in the moment as her head got nearer and nearer my hard tip with each rub. Her wet lips touched my tip and now it was my turn to groan. Her mouth kissed down, enveloping my helmet and she slowly bobbed her head, taking more of me into her mouth with each second that passed.
My head was back and my eyes shut, taking in this pleasurable onslaught. When I opened them I noticed that she had moved in her seat and I know had access to her inner thighs and crotch. I wasted no time in putting my hand there and felt her wet clamminess through the material of her trousers as I put my hand flat on her pussy mound. I told her how hot and wet she felt as I rubbed the line of her pussy with my finger tips, groping at her crotch and thighs, hungry to feel more of her, but not able to interrupt the pleasure she was doling out on my cock.
"God that feels good!" I told her again and left her pussy alone to put my hands on her head. She didn't need any help, this was a great blow job, but I wanted to feel in control of it for a minute so I pushed my hips up at the same time, gently fucking her face. I soon let go and she came up for air, letting her hand continue its massage. I was playing with her crotch again and she leant back to enjoy the sensations, her head lolling backwards then rolling forward again to meet mine for another deep kiss. Her cute little tongue pushed forcefully into my mouth this time and I imagined my cock being the last thing to touch it and kissed back just as firmly. Her pace was quickening on my shaft and I knew that I was so turned on that I wouldn't last much longer. I remember telling her something to that effect and that she had better get her mouth back down there. We hadn't spoken about it, but somehow I knew that I would be coming in her mouth and I knew that she would want it that way too. I felt my body tensing and legs went rigid as the pace on my shaft got faster and faster. She held her open mouth around my throbbing tip, teasing me almost daring me to shoot my come. And so I did.
Her beautiful mouth closed immediately on my cock as I shot my first wad of spunk into her and she pumped her head up and down making sure that no drop escaped. She made sweet and sexy noises as I came in her mouth and I imagined my hot thick juice hitting her throat and swilling in her mouth before she swallowed it down.
We didn't say a word to each other as she rubbed my slowly sagging member in her hand. Her pretty face was reddened, I knew with excitement and I could sense even more how turned on she was as I pulled her face once more towards mine. I didn't hold back and kissed her deeply, pushing my tongue as far into where my come had just been, licking inside around her mouth and tasting the traces of my spunk on her tongue and gums.
She moved more onto her back and reclined across me. I knew she wanted some attention and I wished there was more room in the car, I would have loved to have gotten between her legs and licked her sopping snatch. I settled for her undoing her trousers and letting my hand get into her knickers. There wasn't much room for manoeuvre, but my fingers had no trouble locating her wet slit. Her body reacted with each and every movement and touch. I played with clit, circling it and teasing it with my juice soaked finger tip. Her constant moans and heavy breathing encouraged me and I would change the pace from slow to rapid according to how stiff her body went under my touch. She was so wet, her juices must have been running throughout my glorious blow job. I let my fingers slide up and down her wet mound and then eased my index finger in. Her whole body spasmed and she grabbed me tight in her arms. I slid that finger in and out with an uncontrolled mixture of slow and fast, her breathing ragged, pushing her chest into me as quickly as her gasps would take it away. I guess the sensations inside her became too much as she wriggled free of me. I focused my efforts back on the surface of her skin and her clit, rubbing gently,
but firm. I rubbed her quickly, using her own juices as lube for my frantic action. I drew her in close to me and held her tight, squeezing her into a kiss as at last she came in my grasp. It was a quieter affair than my own orgasm, but no less erotic, her whole body moved as she panted heavily, catching her breath as she lay in my arms our tongues, once more, engaged to seal the heat of our passion.
We held our embrace for a short while before moving apart, straightening our clothes and making our respective ways home.
A Night in Old Town
There you were, sitting next to me in an open white carriage, being pulled by a single horse with a gleaming black coat. The horseman was dressed quite formally, and was seated forward, leaving us to enjoy the scenery and each other.
The sun had set, and an evening chill was in the air; you had a shawl around your shoulders, and we shared a lap blanket. As we rode through the park we could see the city lights reflecting on the river, and hear music flowing from an unseen source.
You were snuggled close, and I could feel the warmth radiating from your thigh to mine. There was a grin on your face, and a glint in your eyes, as I realized that beneath your dress, you were unfettered by undergarments of any type. My hand was between your legs, and you were so very warm; I relished touching you, feeling your warmth and the moisture that slowly formed. I held my hand there, rubbing you gently as the horse walked along. You closed your eyes, and rested your head gently on my shoulder, as the soft and sultry sounds of Kenny G. floated through the air.