One morning the doorbell rings and as you open the door, a man in a black suit, black driver's hat, gloves and shiny shoes stands waiting patiently. "Are you Mrs. Doe? Estelle Doe?" As you answer you are, he hands you a black velvet envelop, tied with a silver silk string, bows and walks away. Surprised you look at the envelope and in wonder you close the door thoughtlessly, walking into the kitchen.In the bright morning sun, you open the envelope and find a sheath of paper, black, thick like parchment, the text hand written in silver letters:
"Sweet Estelle,
expect a limousine tonight at 8 p.m. It will take you to a location where a surprise is waiting for you.
D.
P.S. High heels, black stockings and a little black dress would be the right attire."
You look at the letter several times, turn it around and read it over and over again. 'A location where a surprise is waiting.. A limo? Hmm, maybe I should get dressed.. Quickly you hop into the shower and then go into your bedroom to choose the right dress and shoes. Opening your drawer with lingerie, you decide on a black string, heavily laced with little pink flowers and a matching bra. As you finish your make up and apply some perfume, the doorbell rings. You look at the clock: 8 p.m. sharp.
With a flutter in your stomach you walk down to the door and open it, the same man that delivered the envelope is waiting again, bowing and inviting you to the limo where the door is left open. Quickly you grab your purse and click towards the limo on your high heels. The driver walks just in front of you and offers you his arm to help you inside. As you find a comfortable spot on the luscious leather couch, the door closes and a soft hum betrays the engine's started. Slowly the car drives away and as you look around, you see a small bar with a glass and an open bottle of champagne. A small card is left underneath the glass and curiously you open it.
"Sweet Estelle,
please enjoy the trip. It won't be long before you arrive. A toast to the surprise. Enjoy the champagne
D."
You pour yourself a glass and start sipping as soft music is played in the back ground. The smooth ride of the car makes you loose all direction and soon you give up trying to determine where you are. When your glass is half empty, suddenly the car slows down, coming almost to a halt and drives up a small slope before leveling off and stopping. The door is opened and a faint light falls through the door. "Mrs. Doe, you have arrived at your destination. Please, just go through the door." As you get out of the car, your skirt sliding up, showing your gorgeous thighs, you see a long dark corridor with a rectangular shape at the end, unable to see what is behind it. You slowly start walking towards it when you find out after a few steps the car is moving and driving away. You turn and hesitate, then decide to go on.
As you near the door, your cheeks blush and you shiver, your stomach fluttering with nerves and tension. As you come closer, a faint light is seen, the minimalist interior of a large hall is shown. As you peek in, your hand resting on the frame of the door, you see a dark marble pedestal, lighted with just a single spot. Something black lays on top of it, but the shape is too distorted to see what it is. Hesitantly you step inside, seeing marble pillars to the side, a few small steps leading down in what looks vaguely like an arena. As you come closer to the pedestal, you recognize the black shape as a blindfold, silk with velvet ties, thick and padded. Again a little card is there and as you open it, you recognize the hand writing is silver.
"Sweet Estelle,
you have come this far, I dare you to take the next step. Put on the blindfold and let happen what will happen. I assure you, you are in safe 'hands'
D."
You stare at the card for a moment or two, then lay it back on the pedestal. Your fingers caress the soft fabric of the blindfold, the bands entangling in them as you hesitantly pick it up in your hands. With trembling fingers you lay the pads over your eyes and bring the bands to the back of your head. Fumbling them around, you manage to tie them in the second try, your breathing fast as the tension inside you rises. A click sounds and the spot is turned off, the heat of it on your skin suddenly disappearing.
A rustle is heard, coming from all sides. Soft feet moving slowly and carefully closer, the soft whisper of bodies through the air, the scent of men suddenly titillating your nostrils. A hand is placed on your right upper arm, warm and gentle, covered by a glove, soft as silk. After an initial shock, you relax as the hand doesn't move, just lays there idle. As you catch your breath, a second hand is placed on you, this time on your left forearm. Then one touches your shoulder, one on your hip, one on your thigh, then the other side until you can't decide how many gloved hands are touching your skin. As fingers surround every inch of your sides, you are tilted backwards, lifted and held floating in the air.
A soft rush of cooler air washes through the room as you feel yourself start to move. Enclosed by all these hands and fingers, without vision you feel encapsulated, struggling with the happening events, the tension and anticipation keeping you from relaxing. You feel a change in temperature and you stop moving. The room becomes silent and slowly you feel yourself lowered down and careful laid onto a soft bed. As your fingers start to search for the edge, you find out quickly it is very narrow. Laying still, not knowing how high you are, your stretch your legs and close them tightly.
The hands laying idly on your body now start to move. First just the fingertips of one hand start caressing your skin, then another hand follows, and another and another, all following the same rhythm, all following the same movements at exactly the same time. Slowly your body starts vibrating with the rhythm of the fingers, your breath getting slow and regular, in sync with the fingers.
Then one hand slides over your stomach in slow gentle circles. You squint for a second and the hand lays still. As you relax again, the hand starts moving, easing the fingers into your body, gently drawing small circles over your stomach. A second hand starts sliding, over your neck to your shoulders and back, and another slides up and down your calves, fingers only barely touching you skin. Soon all hands follow and your body is covered with crawling, circling and caressing hands. Your breasts are massaged, your legs and inner thighs, your stomach and neck, your face and your fingers.
Then a few hands stop, sliding underneath your body and slowly start lifting you up, other hands slide under your body and find the zipper of your dress, pulling it down as more hands take off your shoes. Hands move away and return on your skin as the dress is taken off your body, exposing your shoulders first, the cloth collecting at your breasts, before hands slide it over them and down to your waist. Immediately each inch of your skin is covered with fingers as the dress moves down your body, no place untouched for more than a second. Swiftly the dress is taken off your body and disappears, then your are turned in mid air, and placed back on the narrow bed on your stomach.
All hands cover your body again, swift and nimble hands unhook your bra and remove it from your body in seconds, your string slides off quickly and your stockings rolled off your legs expertly, leaving you naked on the table. After moving swiftly and soft, the hands settle down as on commando, going back to the soft, gentle caress of fingers, staying in their place. As fingers retreat and gloves are taken off, a warm thick fluid is drizzled on your skin, scooped up and rubbed in by bare hands, rubbing and kneading your skin and the muscles underneath. As the oil is worked into you, poured all over your body, nimble fingers massage it deep into your skin, the oil warming and soothing it, the soft smell of roses filling the room...
All this time there hasn't been a sound other than the moving hands. As your body relaxes, the held-in moans now slowly start to glide from your mouth and into the room. The hands start slowing down even more after the oil is taken in by your skin and hands slide under your body again, lifting and turning you in mid air and placing you back. Again every inch of your skin is covered with hands and oil is drizzled all over you. Your breasts are cupped and kneaded, the oil rubbed into your skin and nipples, making them hard like pebbles. As the oil hits your thighs, your legs are lifted and spread wide, exposing your sex as hands slide up and down your legs, surrounding them with long fingers, easing the oil into your skin. Hands come close, but never touch you, carefully making sure the oil doesn't touch your scenting cave.
As your body starts moving underneath the hands that cover it, your hips wriggling on the bed, trying to catch a finger or a hand against your sex, your chest pushed upwards as hands kneed and massage your breasts, fingers rolling your nipples around, a light is turned on suddenly and all hands stop. The warmth of the light hits your body as the hands start retreating one by one, trailing down your body before disappearing in thin air, soon leaving you alone, your body shivering and shaking, moving in desire.
Footsteps are heard, coming closer in a teasingly slow pace. A finger touches you, trails down your chin to your neck, down over your chest and between your breasts. Halting for a moment as it circles your belly button, then down your pelvis and along your lips. Along the insides of your thighs and knees, then down your calves and ending at your toes. Still not a sound is hear, just the light breathing of the person next to you. Judging by the fingers, it must be a man. Like all the other hands belonged to men. Not able to count, their touch is still burning on your skin and you remember and feel each of them on you still
A little click sounds and as two hands grab your ankles, the lower part of the bed folds open like jaws, your legs spread wide as both sides are pushed away. A body slides between your legs, your skin is touched by smooth, silky cloth when suddenly you feel hot breath on your sex. Your ankles are let go and the hands slide up your legs, fingertips just brushing your skin, higher and higher until they almost touch your lips. Your sex, slightly opened, glistens in the single light, your juices started collecting just behind your lips as desire caught you under the slithering cover of hands and skin. Fingers are placed next to your lips and they start opening you. Pulling on the delicate skin of your pelvis, your cunt is opened gently and slowly until you're wide open. Then the warm tip of a tongue is pushed between your lips, sliding up and down very slowly, licking the first droplets of your nectar from you. Your hips push forward, the movement automated, out of control and you feel full lips press against your sex, leaving a long passionate kiss behind.
The tongue appears again, touching your sex, slowly licking up and down, over and along your sex, finding your clit as it travels upwards, wriggling over your ass as it slides all the way down. Minutes pass as you drown in pleasure, seemingly time stands still and these caresses will go on for ever. Slowly, as time progresses, the licking becomes more intense, deeper and faster. The tongue probes your sex, pushing in between your lips, rolling through your sex, licking and lapping the juices from your insides. The slithering continues over your lips and clit, along your stomach and through your belly button before going back down. Lips kiss your lips, leaving little pecks at first, then longer and tighter, more passionate kisses follow, exploring your sex and ass, tongue sliding out and over you continuously. Lips are folded around your clit and your button is sucked into a warm mouth. The vacuum makes your clit grow and get hard, the tongue slides and slithers over it as the vacuum is turned into a sucking action, almost pulling your clit from your sex at the height of the action.
With a loud pop and a slurpy sound, your clit is released, soon followed by the tongue plunged into your wet pussy. Deeper and deeper it slides inside you as it wriggles around like a snake, until your full lips are pushed hard against his face, a nose rubbing over your clit. Again and again the tongue is pushed hard between your lips, entering you deep as you are fucked, hands grab your hips and pull you into the face of the stranger. Hot gushes of breath are sliding over your body, upwards, caressing your chest and neck. The passion takes over and a feeling erupting from your core shakes your body, loud moans and shrieks start leaving your throat as you surrender to your orgasm and let it rip through your body. Trembling and shaking you fall back on the bed, after grabbing on to the head of the man eating your sex as your orgasm took control over your body. Your breath is fast, your chest is heaving as the licking continues, mouth sucked to your sex, drinking the flow of nectar oozing from your lips.
His body leaves the warm embrace of your legs, lips never leaving your skin as the mouth moves up your body. Kisses and licks are left everywhere, tongue and fingers sliding over your chest, grabbing your tits and squeezing, nipples hard and erect, pronounced by the tight grip. Kisses are placed all over your mounds, from the bottom to your neck, never touching your nipples. But your areolas are left wet with saliva, as the tongue and lips travel over them, carefully avoiding your hard buttons. Then the mouth lets go, the warm breath washing over your breasts as you feel his face hovering over your body. Then the tip of the tongue touches your nipple. Just a brush, wet and warm, making you shiver all over. Your nipple is touched, then licked gently, kissed and licked again before your other nipple undergoes the same treatment. Moving from nipple to nipple, the mouth and tongue play with your chest, leaving it covered with saliva, sucking your nipples in hard, teeth sinking in until you shriek out.
Hands sliding down your body as a nipple is sucked in longer, the tongue twirling around it and fluttering over it, a pumping action pulling on it hard. Fingers reach your sex and start pushing inside, two moving inside you and spreading, opening your sex to allow a third one in. As the sucking starts to become more rhythmic, the fingers follow, fingering you in the same pace, varying depth. From just a few inches in, moving fast, to deep thrusts up to the last knuckles, slow and hard.You pull your knees to your chest, your feet dangling in the air as you offer your body to the unknown man, though signs of his identity start seeping through. The technique of his mouth and tongue, the choice of three fingers in your sex, a fourth rubbing your juices into your ass, the single moan that left his throat as you opened your legs wider, can only come from one man. But you can't speak, your throat is dry with the constant moans, your teeth clenched as you fight to endure the pleasure. And before you can make yourself scream out his name, a new wave of unbearable lust washes over your body, claiming it as your second orgasm is released.
Fingers are pushed deep inside you and kept there as your sex clenches down on them in your eruption, teeth are biting your nipple and grazing your skin as you shake on the bed, your legs falling open in your exhaustion when the orgasmic waves turn to ripples and then fade off. You are released, fingers sliding out, your nipple let go with a soft slurp, the warm breath caressing your skin fading away, the man still present, watching you as your body settles down and your eyes closed, your mind drifting in the afterglow. Your hardly notice you are picked up and brought to a different room, sounding hollow and empty. You are placed in what feels like a stone sofa, sculpted and smooth, warm, almost hugging your body as you lean back relaxed. Footsteps leave the room and suddenly water starts running, washing over your body warm and soothing.
Again a rustle is heard and moments later the overwhelming number of hands are back, rubbing and sliding over your skin, washing away your sweat and nectar, this time your sex is touched as well. Gentle fingers slide inside you, washing you clean of your sticky juices, your lips caressed careful and fingers even probing your ass gently, washing water over it. Suddenly the scent of lilacs fills what is apparently a bathroom and soft cream is drizzled on your body as the water stops flowing. Hands start moving the cream over your skin and soon a thick layer of fine foam covers you everywhere. Hands grab your tits and let them slide between fingers, slippery and smooth, the cream and bubbles acting as a lubricant.
Soft, strong fingers wash your hair and massage the skin of your scalp and all you can do is lean back and sigh, your body glistening with water and foam, hands entangling in a never ending circling movement over your body. All hands touch you everywhere, your face, your chest, your legs, your feet, all fingers slip shortly inside you, just probing you once before moving on and soon you are dripping again. As your sex is touched and the wetness felt, the hands suddenly retreat again and the water is turned on, leaving you alone as you are washed clean. The single footsteps return, splashing in the water on the tiled floor, the stranger coming closer and closer as you feel his look burn on your skin.
You feel his eyes glide over every inch of your body, lingering at the sight of your sex, your legs half opened, then gliding upwards and hovering at your tits. Closer and closer the man comes and you feel his breath slide upwards over your wet skin. His breath now touching your face, caressing your cheeks as you feel his face come closer. In anticipation you pout your lips, expecting a passionate kiss, but instead the lips only touch you very lightly then retreat again. They travel down, touching you barely, moving down your neck and shoulder, your arm and to your hand. The man retreats and snaps his fingers. Instantly a fan is heard and a warm, strong wind starts blowing over your body and another jet of warm air start blowing through your hair. The warmth perfectly set, drying you quickly without being too hot, the jet of air drying your hair, tilting and moving up and down, drying every strand in seconds. As you wrap your arms around yourself, your skin soft and dry, the fans are turned off and the figure returns. Hands slide under your body and you are lifted up again. As you slide your arms around his neck, balancing yourself a little, you feel soft lips kiss your neck as once again you are carried to another room.
As your body is laid onto a smooth sheet, a soft mattress underneath, you feel a pillow supporting your head, incense filling the room and soft classical music playing in the background. As your hand slide over the bed, they feel soft petals, roses you smell as you bring them to your nose. Naked and relax you settle your body down and wait. A body kneels on the bed, next to your body and strong hands are placed on your shoulders, pulling you to a sitting position. Then the tingle of a glass and a cold, sparkling fluid is offered to you as the glass is brought to you lips. Slowly you drink, the fizz of the champagne making you light-headed, the coarse feeling in your throat disappearing. The glass is taken away and you are laid back on the bed, hands sliding over your breasts down to your hips, pulling on them, slowly turning you over on your stomach. Hands slide over your neck, shoulders and back, cup your buttocks and spread them for a second. Fingertips brush the skin of your thighs and calves as they trace down your legs.
Slowly moving up, the hands slide between your legs and start to spread them slowly and gently. Each inch they move up, you are opened a little more, until they touch your wet sex while your legs are opened wide. The hands slide over your buttocks to your hips and as you feel the man kneel between your legs, the hands grab you and lift you by your middle. Automatically you slide your knees under your body for support, and gently you are set down, your chest pressed to the mattress as he places his hand between your shoulders. The other hands explores your ass and thighs, slides over your sex and probes your entrance. Your lips are opened and your pink insides are shown, glistening with your juices. As you push your hips up in the air, you feel the man come closer, his pelvis almost touching your ass as suddenly you gasp, the tip of a thick cock pushed between your lips, entering your wet sex only just.'
You freeze, keeping your ass high up, waiting and wanting that cock to slide inside, pushed deep into your wet sex to meet your burning lust. The hands grasp your hips, holding you in place as the tip penetrates you a little deeper, teasingly slow sliding inside you. Involuntary moans escape your lips as you wriggle your upper body on the mattress, your hips held strongly in tow hands, immobilizing your lower body. Slowly the cock retreats, sliding out of your barely filled sex, the tip sliding over your lips and spreading your juices over you before prodding your entrance again. Over and over the tip is slid in, kept there a few moments, before taken back out, bumped back in and taken out, spreading your lips wider and wider. As you relax while waves of pleasure wash through your body, clenching your hands into the sil sheets, suddenly your sex is filled with a hard, sudden thrust, the shaft pushed in deep in a fluent, hard thrust. You scream as you are finally taken, breathing into the pillow as the hands pull your body on top of the thick cock inside you, pushing in deep as the man locks you in his tight grip. His hips buck at you, the tip bumping against the entrance of your womb while his long shaft stays buried deep inside you.
A first moan escaping from the man, the first sound you have heard so far besides your soaking sex and the moans released from your throat. Now you know, now you know who the man is that just took your body, fused together with you and is holding you tight. Finally you moan out his name as he retreats, only to push his shaft deep and hard inside you again, keeping you pinned on his cock with his tight hold. His hand slides up your back and loosens the ties of the blindfold, but as he slowly starts to take you, pushing his shaft in and out of your sex slowly, you can't get yourself to take the blindfold away, hypnotized by the feeling of his member inside you.
With each thrust your body is moved wildly, his hips bucking into you hard, skin on skin making soft slapping noises, the wetness of your sex converging around his shaft making juicy sounds, accompanied by your loud moans. You start chanting, with each fast breath you tell him to take you, fill you and make you cum. With each thrust you push your hips back and meet him with force, feeling his cock penetrate you fully, his pelvis spreading your lips wide open at the base of his cock. His moans become louder, melting together with yours as your bodies start to move in sync, slowly building to a faster rhythm. Faster and harder your bodies move, all forgotten and oblivious to anything but the sense of two people merging together in frantic lust. His fingers buried deep into the soft flesh of your middle, bouncing you up and down his cock, his moans turn to grunts, his grunts turn to screams and then a loud cry as he orgasms.
Moving erratically in and out of you, his cock almost slipping from your sex in a strange jolt, he shoots his thick semen into your channel as it clenches around his shaft instantly. As the first gush of his semen hits your inner walls, your lust reaches a peak and again surges of lightning shoot through your body and make you spasm on the bed. Shaking and trembling you feel your orgasm rip through your body, both emerged in the heat of bliss, feeling every nerve end and feeding every urge and desire. He pushes in a last time, entering you with the full length of his shaft, feeling your sex tremble around his cock before he collapses on top of you and covers your body with his, droplets of sweat beading on his forehead, inner thighs and groin of both covered with nectar and cream. His mouth comes closer to your ear, his words whispered in your ear. "I love you Angel..."
As you both roll over on your side, the blindfold falling from your eyes, spooning as soon as he touches the bed, his arms around your waist, hands holding your shoulders, his member slides out of you, a drizzle of mixed juices following, covering your lips and inner thigh, his member resting in it. His hand slides down your body and between your legs as he cups your sex, catching the mixed juices in his palm. Your sex squeezes the juices out and when it finally relaxes, he brings his hand to his mouth and starts licking his palm clean. He turns your face towards him, scoops the last of the cum from his hand and kisses you, sharing the liquids of lust, rolling his tongue through your mouth, his eyes piercing in yours, filled with warmth and affection.
You roll on your back, slide your arms around his neck and pull him against your body. Your breasts pushing into his chest as you look up, deep into his eyes. You smile and kiss him quickly, licking his lips and probing his mouth teasingly. He smiles back and pushes his body into you, his semi hard erection sliding on your leg. Slowly he moves his mouth closer again and quickly you are drifting away in a warm, sensual passionate kiss. Your hands start sliding up and down his back, your nails scratching lightly in intricate patters on his shoulders and neck. You twist your hips a little and grab his leg with yours. As he slides between them, you tilt your hips and push your sex against his strong thigh. Slowly you start moving your hips, rubbing your sex gently up and down as your tongues dance and slide from mouth to mouth.
Your excitement stirred again as he flexes the muscles in his thigh, his erection growing harder against your leg and your sex starts to flow again. Soon a wet trail is left on his skin where your lips were opened against his leg, a similar trail on your thigh as the head of his cock starts to drizzle with pre cum. The kiss becomes more intimate, slower, pleasuring eachother slowly with lips and tongue. Your hand grabs his shoulder and you pull, turning him as he gives in to your continuous nudges. Slowly he turns on his side, his hard cock now laying on his thigh. You turn towards him and grab his erection with your hand. A kiss, then you whisper his name in his ear as your fingers strangle his shaft. Slowly you pull the foreskin down, exposing the large ridge that separates the tip from his shaft as your thumb glides over the wet head. Circling your thumb down, it reaches the ridge and you nudge your thumb up and down around it. He jolts, the mixture of pleasure and pain making him sharply suck in his breath. A deep, trembling moan leaves his lips as he exhales, his fingers clenching your shoulder as he clenches his other hand to a fist.
Slowly you start to move your hand up and down, your fingers tight but not clenching around the shaft. You look at him as he half closes his eyes, licking his lips in pleasure. His breath is deep and low, relaxed as he submits to your pleasuring. You start to kiss his neck, your tongue sliding up to his earlobe, then circling his shell and hearing canal. You bite on his earlobe before your kisses travel down. Along his neck and over his hairy chest, licking his nipples before sucking on them hard, the sudden, sharp jolt of pain making him bite his lips as a high pitched moan leaves his lips. You look up, a twinkle of pleasure in your eyes before your tongue slides out and trails your saliva through his belly button and along his lower stomach, his cock caressed by your cheek. As your lips touch his balls, his legs spread, letting your body slide between, you look up again as your lips fold around one of his balls and let it slip inside your mouth. His eyes wide open, desire sparkling from his pupils as he watches you slowly sucking his ball into your mouth. You run your tongue over and around it before letting it slide from your lips. You gently slip the other ball into your mouth and roll it around, sucking in your cheeks to capture it with your tongue.
His hand moves down and caresses your hair, fingers sliding through the soft strands, pushing them out of your face. His eyes still locked with your eyes as you take both his balls in your mouth and roll them around, your tongue pushing them from side to side. You let his wet balls slip from your mouth and kiss the base of his cock, then kiss slowly up the shaft until you reach the tip. You take his cock in your hand and keep the tip just between your lips, applying suction on it in small steps, letting it slide in your mouth. As the ridge is just behind your lips you stop, looking at him as your hand slides down and squeezes around the base, stopping the blood flow. Instantly his veins start to pop up from under his skin, pulsating as blood is still pushed in. With your eyes interlocked with his, you start to push your head down, pressing your lips tight around his shaft as you slide it teasingly slow inside.
Your warm, wet cheeks are sucked in and grab his shaft, tag teaming with your tongue. As you increase the vacuum around his cock, he throws his head back and lets out a long stretched moan. When he stops, you lift your head and let his cock escape with a pop before pushing it through your closed lips again, applying suction on him as soon as the head slides through your lips. Feeling every vein on his cock pass through your lips, you slowly push your head down until your lips touch his pelvis, the head grazing against your palate before you close it in with your throat. Quickly swallowing a few times, you stroke the swollen head, making him grunt with the sensation. You quickly retreat your head and let his cock pop out, falling onto his stomach, wet with your saliva. As you watch, you see it twitch on his stomach, the head almost reaching his belly button, red and swollen. Your hand is still locked tight around the base of his cock and suddenly you let go. As the blood flow returns, the veins pulsate less but remain just underneath the skin. The tip turns from deep purple back to red.
You lean in and slide out your tongue, following the core of his cock upwards in a slow, single lick until you reach the tip. You take his cock in your hand and lick the tip like an ice cream, looking deep into his eyes. His wish clearly visible in his burning eyes as he gently tugs on your head, his fingers stretched over it, buried in your hair. Again you close your lips tightly, clench your fingers around the base and start to push the swollen, darkening head through your lips and into your mouth. In a single push you lodge the head of his cock in your throat and flutter your tongue along the shaft, swallowing the head swiftly, holding it until you start to gag. You let his cock slide out from your mouth, sucking hard at the little circle, sucking his pre cum from his shaft. You look at him again with lustful eyes as you straddle his legs, pushing them closer together with your thighs. Slowly crawling upwards, you let your hard nipples slide over his chest, pushing his face into the crevasse between your breasts before your sex touches his cock.
You lower your hips and catch his member with your lips, rubbing it up and down slowly, opening your lips as they envelope his shaft, your juices running freely over the veined skin. You put your hands on his shoulders and keep your body up, your breasts swaying lightly as you nudge the head of his cock against your clit. The heat and wetness of his tip rubbing over your clit sends a sudden rush of desire through your body, making your nerve ends tingle and your heart race. Without being able to hold back, you push up and catch the tip of his cock between your lips, as you squeeze on it, you push down your hips and slip the head inside you, pushing his shaft in all the way with a rolling movement of your hips. As you push down on him hard, your full strength applied on the base of his cock, you feel his hands grab your hips and hold you pinned down. He arches his back and rolls his hips against you, flexing his muscles and making his cock twitch violently inside you. Then he falls back onto the mattress as he feels you covering his pelvis.
You start riding him, sliding his cock in short, swift jerks in and out of your body, keeping it deep inside you at all times. As he reacts, one hand grabbing a breast, the other pushing down on your hips as you take him, you start to increase the amplitude. Lifting your body higher and higher, his cock slides out further and back in deeper, your juices now covering the whole length of his shaft. You look at him as you find a fast rhythm, bouncing your body up and down on his shaft as he chants your name. Breathing becomes short and shallow, tingles start to run through your spine as you feel his leg muscles tense up. Without saying a word, you feel his lust match yours and together you start moving in sync. As you thrust down, he pushes up, meeting you half way in a hard push, bodies colliding together. Tingles become tremors, tremors become vibrations and vibrations become shock waves as your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave. All the sexual energy collected during the past few hours are now suddenly released. And as you let your orgasm rip through your body, you feel him explode inside you, gushing wave after wave into your sex, covering your inner walls with his seed and pushing it out with each thrust inside you.
As on queue you both scream out each other's name in a lust filled cry before both of you freeze, squeezing every muscle in your bodies as the intensity is almost overwhelming. With a last jerk of your body, all the tension collected in that moment of bliss is released and you collapse like a puppet on a string on top of him. His eyes closed, his mouth wide open, transpiring as he tries to catch his breath. His hands mindlessly wander over your body, never lingering before he regains full grasp of reality again. He slides his arms around you and pulls you against his chest, holding tight as he kisses your hair. His hands caressing you as you bask in the afterglow. Still connected, united in sexuality, you rest your head on his chest, slowly drifting off in a deep sleep, undisturbed by dreams...
"Sweet Estelle,
expect a limousine tonight at 8 p.m. It will take you to a location where a surprise is waiting for you.
D.
P.S. High heels, black stockings and a little black dress would be the right attire."
You look at the letter several times, turn it around and read it over and over again. 'A location where a surprise is waiting.. A limo? Hmm, maybe I should get dressed.. Quickly you hop into the shower and then go into your bedroom to choose the right dress and shoes. Opening your drawer with lingerie, you decide on a black string, heavily laced with little pink flowers and a matching bra. As you finish your make up and apply some perfume, the doorbell rings. You look at the clock: 8 p.m. sharp.
With a flutter in your stomach you walk down to the door and open it, the same man that delivered the envelope is waiting again, bowing and inviting you to the limo where the door is left open. Quickly you grab your purse and click towards the limo on your high heels. The driver walks just in front of you and offers you his arm to help you inside. As you find a comfortable spot on the luscious leather couch, the door closes and a soft hum betrays the engine's started. Slowly the car drives away and as you look around, you see a small bar with a glass and an open bottle of champagne. A small card is left underneath the glass and curiously you open it.
"Sweet Estelle,
please enjoy the trip. It won't be long before you arrive. A toast to the surprise. Enjoy the champagne
D."
You pour yourself a glass and start sipping as soft music is played in the back ground. The smooth ride of the car makes you loose all direction and soon you give up trying to determine where you are. When your glass is half empty, suddenly the car slows down, coming almost to a halt and drives up a small slope before leveling off and stopping. The door is opened and a faint light falls through the door. "Mrs. Doe, you have arrived at your destination. Please, just go through the door." As you get out of the car, your skirt sliding up, showing your gorgeous thighs, you see a long dark corridor with a rectangular shape at the end, unable to see what is behind it. You slowly start walking towards it when you find out after a few steps the car is moving and driving away. You turn and hesitate, then decide to go on.
As you near the door, your cheeks blush and you shiver, your stomach fluttering with nerves and tension. As you come closer, a faint light is seen, the minimalist interior of a large hall is shown. As you peek in, your hand resting on the frame of the door, you see a dark marble pedestal, lighted with just a single spot. Something black lays on top of it, but the shape is too distorted to see what it is. Hesitantly you step inside, seeing marble pillars to the side, a few small steps leading down in what looks vaguely like an arena. As you come closer to the pedestal, you recognize the black shape as a blindfold, silk with velvet ties, thick and padded. Again a little card is there and as you open it, you recognize the hand writing is silver.
"Sweet Estelle,
you have come this far, I dare you to take the next step. Put on the blindfold and let happen what will happen. I assure you, you are in safe 'hands'
D."
You stare at the card for a moment or two, then lay it back on the pedestal. Your fingers caress the soft fabric of the blindfold, the bands entangling in them as you hesitantly pick it up in your hands. With trembling fingers you lay the pads over your eyes and bring the bands to the back of your head. Fumbling them around, you manage to tie them in the second try, your breathing fast as the tension inside you rises. A click sounds and the spot is turned off, the heat of it on your skin suddenly disappearing.
A rustle is heard, coming from all sides. Soft feet moving slowly and carefully closer, the soft whisper of bodies through the air, the scent of men suddenly titillating your nostrils. A hand is placed on your right upper arm, warm and gentle, covered by a glove, soft as silk. After an initial shock, you relax as the hand doesn't move, just lays there idle. As you catch your breath, a second hand is placed on you, this time on your left forearm. Then one touches your shoulder, one on your hip, one on your thigh, then the other side until you can't decide how many gloved hands are touching your skin. As fingers surround every inch of your sides, you are tilted backwards, lifted and held floating in the air.
A soft rush of cooler air washes through the room as you feel yourself start to move. Enclosed by all these hands and fingers, without vision you feel encapsulated, struggling with the happening events, the tension and anticipation keeping you from relaxing. You feel a change in temperature and you stop moving. The room becomes silent and slowly you feel yourself lowered down and careful laid onto a soft bed. As your fingers start to search for the edge, you find out quickly it is very narrow. Laying still, not knowing how high you are, your stretch your legs and close them tightly.
The hands laying idly on your body now start to move. First just the fingertips of one hand start caressing your skin, then another hand follows, and another and another, all following the same rhythm, all following the same movements at exactly the same time. Slowly your body starts vibrating with the rhythm of the fingers, your breath getting slow and regular, in sync with the fingers.
Then one hand slides over your stomach in slow gentle circles. You squint for a second and the hand lays still. As you relax again, the hand starts moving, easing the fingers into your body, gently drawing small circles over your stomach. A second hand starts sliding, over your neck to your shoulders and back, and another slides up and down your calves, fingers only barely touching you skin. Soon all hands follow and your body is covered with crawling, circling and caressing hands. Your breasts are massaged, your legs and inner thighs, your stomach and neck, your face and your fingers.
Then a few hands stop, sliding underneath your body and slowly start lifting you up, other hands slide under your body and find the zipper of your dress, pulling it down as more hands take off your shoes. Hands move away and return on your skin as the dress is taken off your body, exposing your shoulders first, the cloth collecting at your breasts, before hands slide it over them and down to your waist. Immediately each inch of your skin is covered with fingers as the dress moves down your body, no place untouched for more than a second. Swiftly the dress is taken off your body and disappears, then your are turned in mid air, and placed back on the narrow bed on your stomach.
All hands cover your body again, swift and nimble hands unhook your bra and remove it from your body in seconds, your string slides off quickly and your stockings rolled off your legs expertly, leaving you naked on the table. After moving swiftly and soft, the hands settle down as on commando, going back to the soft, gentle caress of fingers, staying in their place. As fingers retreat and gloves are taken off, a warm thick fluid is drizzled on your skin, scooped up and rubbed in by bare hands, rubbing and kneading your skin and the muscles underneath. As the oil is worked into you, poured all over your body, nimble fingers massage it deep into your skin, the oil warming and soothing it, the soft smell of roses filling the room...
All this time there hasn't been a sound other than the moving hands. As your body relaxes, the held-in moans now slowly start to glide from your mouth and into the room. The hands start slowing down even more after the oil is taken in by your skin and hands slide under your body again, lifting and turning you in mid air and placing you back. Again every inch of your skin is covered with hands and oil is drizzled all over you. Your breasts are cupped and kneaded, the oil rubbed into your skin and nipples, making them hard like pebbles. As the oil hits your thighs, your legs are lifted and spread wide, exposing your sex as hands slide up and down your legs, surrounding them with long fingers, easing the oil into your skin. Hands come close, but never touch you, carefully making sure the oil doesn't touch your scenting cave.
As your body starts moving underneath the hands that cover it, your hips wriggling on the bed, trying to catch a finger or a hand against your sex, your chest pushed upwards as hands kneed and massage your breasts, fingers rolling your nipples around, a light is turned on suddenly and all hands stop. The warmth of the light hits your body as the hands start retreating one by one, trailing down your body before disappearing in thin air, soon leaving you alone, your body shivering and shaking, moving in desire.
Footsteps are heard, coming closer in a teasingly slow pace. A finger touches you, trails down your chin to your neck, down over your chest and between your breasts. Halting for a moment as it circles your belly button, then down your pelvis and along your lips. Along the insides of your thighs and knees, then down your calves and ending at your toes. Still not a sound is hear, just the light breathing of the person next to you. Judging by the fingers, it must be a man. Like all the other hands belonged to men. Not able to count, their touch is still burning on your skin and you remember and feel each of them on you still
A little click sounds and as two hands grab your ankles, the lower part of the bed folds open like jaws, your legs spread wide as both sides are pushed away. A body slides between your legs, your skin is touched by smooth, silky cloth when suddenly you feel hot breath on your sex. Your ankles are let go and the hands slide up your legs, fingertips just brushing your skin, higher and higher until they almost touch your lips. Your sex, slightly opened, glistens in the single light, your juices started collecting just behind your lips as desire caught you under the slithering cover of hands and skin. Fingers are placed next to your lips and they start opening you. Pulling on the delicate skin of your pelvis, your cunt is opened gently and slowly until you're wide open. Then the warm tip of a tongue is pushed between your lips, sliding up and down very slowly, licking the first droplets of your nectar from you. Your hips push forward, the movement automated, out of control and you feel full lips press against your sex, leaving a long passionate kiss behind.
The tongue appears again, touching your sex, slowly licking up and down, over and along your sex, finding your clit as it travels upwards, wriggling over your ass as it slides all the way down. Minutes pass as you drown in pleasure, seemingly time stands still and these caresses will go on for ever. Slowly, as time progresses, the licking becomes more intense, deeper and faster. The tongue probes your sex, pushing in between your lips, rolling through your sex, licking and lapping the juices from your insides. The slithering continues over your lips and clit, along your stomach and through your belly button before going back down. Lips kiss your lips, leaving little pecks at first, then longer and tighter, more passionate kisses follow, exploring your sex and ass, tongue sliding out and over you continuously. Lips are folded around your clit and your button is sucked into a warm mouth. The vacuum makes your clit grow and get hard, the tongue slides and slithers over it as the vacuum is turned into a sucking action, almost pulling your clit from your sex at the height of the action.
With a loud pop and a slurpy sound, your clit is released, soon followed by the tongue plunged into your wet pussy. Deeper and deeper it slides inside you as it wriggles around like a snake, until your full lips are pushed hard against his face, a nose rubbing over your clit. Again and again the tongue is pushed hard between your lips, entering you deep as you are fucked, hands grab your hips and pull you into the face of the stranger. Hot gushes of breath are sliding over your body, upwards, caressing your chest and neck. The passion takes over and a feeling erupting from your core shakes your body, loud moans and shrieks start leaving your throat as you surrender to your orgasm and let it rip through your body. Trembling and shaking you fall back on the bed, after grabbing on to the head of the man eating your sex as your orgasm took control over your body. Your breath is fast, your chest is heaving as the licking continues, mouth sucked to your sex, drinking the flow of nectar oozing from your lips.
His body leaves the warm embrace of your legs, lips never leaving your skin as the mouth moves up your body. Kisses and licks are left everywhere, tongue and fingers sliding over your chest, grabbing your tits and squeezing, nipples hard and erect, pronounced by the tight grip. Kisses are placed all over your mounds, from the bottom to your neck, never touching your nipples. But your areolas are left wet with saliva, as the tongue and lips travel over them, carefully avoiding your hard buttons. Then the mouth lets go, the warm breath washing over your breasts as you feel his face hovering over your body. Then the tip of the tongue touches your nipple. Just a brush, wet and warm, making you shiver all over. Your nipple is touched, then licked gently, kissed and licked again before your other nipple undergoes the same treatment. Moving from nipple to nipple, the mouth and tongue play with your chest, leaving it covered with saliva, sucking your nipples in hard, teeth sinking in until you shriek out.
Hands sliding down your body as a nipple is sucked in longer, the tongue twirling around it and fluttering over it, a pumping action pulling on it hard. Fingers reach your sex and start pushing inside, two moving inside you and spreading, opening your sex to allow a third one in. As the sucking starts to become more rhythmic, the fingers follow, fingering you in the same pace, varying depth. From just a few inches in, moving fast, to deep thrusts up to the last knuckles, slow and hard.You pull your knees to your chest, your feet dangling in the air as you offer your body to the unknown man, though signs of his identity start seeping through. The technique of his mouth and tongue, the choice of three fingers in your sex, a fourth rubbing your juices into your ass, the single moan that left his throat as you opened your legs wider, can only come from one man. But you can't speak, your throat is dry with the constant moans, your teeth clenched as you fight to endure the pleasure. And before you can make yourself scream out his name, a new wave of unbearable lust washes over your body, claiming it as your second orgasm is released.
Fingers are pushed deep inside you and kept there as your sex clenches down on them in your eruption, teeth are biting your nipple and grazing your skin as you shake on the bed, your legs falling open in your exhaustion when the orgasmic waves turn to ripples and then fade off. You are released, fingers sliding out, your nipple let go with a soft slurp, the warm breath caressing your skin fading away, the man still present, watching you as your body settles down and your eyes closed, your mind drifting in the afterglow. Your hardly notice you are picked up and brought to a different room, sounding hollow and empty. You are placed in what feels like a stone sofa, sculpted and smooth, warm, almost hugging your body as you lean back relaxed. Footsteps leave the room and suddenly water starts running, washing over your body warm and soothing.
Again a rustle is heard and moments later the overwhelming number of hands are back, rubbing and sliding over your skin, washing away your sweat and nectar, this time your sex is touched as well. Gentle fingers slide inside you, washing you clean of your sticky juices, your lips caressed careful and fingers even probing your ass gently, washing water over it. Suddenly the scent of lilacs fills what is apparently a bathroom and soft cream is drizzled on your body as the water stops flowing. Hands start moving the cream over your skin and soon a thick layer of fine foam covers you everywhere. Hands grab your tits and let them slide between fingers, slippery and smooth, the cream and bubbles acting as a lubricant.
Soft, strong fingers wash your hair and massage the skin of your scalp and all you can do is lean back and sigh, your body glistening with water and foam, hands entangling in a never ending circling movement over your body. All hands touch you everywhere, your face, your chest, your legs, your feet, all fingers slip shortly inside you, just probing you once before moving on and soon you are dripping again. As your sex is touched and the wetness felt, the hands suddenly retreat again and the water is turned on, leaving you alone as you are washed clean. The single footsteps return, splashing in the water on the tiled floor, the stranger coming closer and closer as you feel his look burn on your skin.
You feel his eyes glide over every inch of your body, lingering at the sight of your sex, your legs half opened, then gliding upwards and hovering at your tits. Closer and closer the man comes and you feel his breath slide upwards over your wet skin. His breath now touching your face, caressing your cheeks as you feel his face come closer. In anticipation you pout your lips, expecting a passionate kiss, but instead the lips only touch you very lightly then retreat again. They travel down, touching you barely, moving down your neck and shoulder, your arm and to your hand. The man retreats and snaps his fingers. Instantly a fan is heard and a warm, strong wind starts blowing over your body and another jet of warm air start blowing through your hair. The warmth perfectly set, drying you quickly without being too hot, the jet of air drying your hair, tilting and moving up and down, drying every strand in seconds. As you wrap your arms around yourself, your skin soft and dry, the fans are turned off and the figure returns. Hands slide under your body and you are lifted up again. As you slide your arms around his neck, balancing yourself a little, you feel soft lips kiss your neck as once again you are carried to another room.
As your body is laid onto a smooth sheet, a soft mattress underneath, you feel a pillow supporting your head, incense filling the room and soft classical music playing in the background. As your hand slide over the bed, they feel soft petals, roses you smell as you bring them to your nose. Naked and relax you settle your body down and wait. A body kneels on the bed, next to your body and strong hands are placed on your shoulders, pulling you to a sitting position. Then the tingle of a glass and a cold, sparkling fluid is offered to you as the glass is brought to you lips. Slowly you drink, the fizz of the champagne making you light-headed, the coarse feeling in your throat disappearing. The glass is taken away and you are laid back on the bed, hands sliding over your breasts down to your hips, pulling on them, slowly turning you over on your stomach. Hands slide over your neck, shoulders and back, cup your buttocks and spread them for a second. Fingertips brush the skin of your thighs and calves as they trace down your legs.
Slowly moving up, the hands slide between your legs and start to spread them slowly and gently. Each inch they move up, you are opened a little more, until they touch your wet sex while your legs are opened wide. The hands slide over your buttocks to your hips and as you feel the man kneel between your legs, the hands grab you and lift you by your middle. Automatically you slide your knees under your body for support, and gently you are set down, your chest pressed to the mattress as he places his hand between your shoulders. The other hands explores your ass and thighs, slides over your sex and probes your entrance. Your lips are opened and your pink insides are shown, glistening with your juices. As you push your hips up in the air, you feel the man come closer, his pelvis almost touching your ass as suddenly you gasp, the tip of a thick cock pushed between your lips, entering your wet sex only just.'
You freeze, keeping your ass high up, waiting and wanting that cock to slide inside, pushed deep into your wet sex to meet your burning lust. The hands grasp your hips, holding you in place as the tip penetrates you a little deeper, teasingly slow sliding inside you. Involuntary moans escape your lips as you wriggle your upper body on the mattress, your hips held strongly in tow hands, immobilizing your lower body. Slowly the cock retreats, sliding out of your barely filled sex, the tip sliding over your lips and spreading your juices over you before prodding your entrance again. Over and over the tip is slid in, kept there a few moments, before taken back out, bumped back in and taken out, spreading your lips wider and wider. As you relax while waves of pleasure wash through your body, clenching your hands into the sil sheets, suddenly your sex is filled with a hard, sudden thrust, the shaft pushed in deep in a fluent, hard thrust. You scream as you are finally taken, breathing into the pillow as the hands pull your body on top of the thick cock inside you, pushing in deep as the man locks you in his tight grip. His hips buck at you, the tip bumping against the entrance of your womb while his long shaft stays buried deep inside you.
A first moan escaping from the man, the first sound you have heard so far besides your soaking sex and the moans released from your throat. Now you know, now you know who the man is that just took your body, fused together with you and is holding you tight. Finally you moan out his name as he retreats, only to push his shaft deep and hard inside you again, keeping you pinned on his cock with his tight hold. His hand slides up your back and loosens the ties of the blindfold, but as he slowly starts to take you, pushing his shaft in and out of your sex slowly, you can't get yourself to take the blindfold away, hypnotized by the feeling of his member inside you.
With each thrust your body is moved wildly, his hips bucking into you hard, skin on skin making soft slapping noises, the wetness of your sex converging around his shaft making juicy sounds, accompanied by your loud moans. You start chanting, with each fast breath you tell him to take you, fill you and make you cum. With each thrust you push your hips back and meet him with force, feeling his cock penetrate you fully, his pelvis spreading your lips wide open at the base of his cock. His moans become louder, melting together with yours as your bodies start to move in sync, slowly building to a faster rhythm. Faster and harder your bodies move, all forgotten and oblivious to anything but the sense of two people merging together in frantic lust. His fingers buried deep into the soft flesh of your middle, bouncing you up and down his cock, his moans turn to grunts, his grunts turn to screams and then a loud cry as he orgasms.
Moving erratically in and out of you, his cock almost slipping from your sex in a strange jolt, he shoots his thick semen into your channel as it clenches around his shaft instantly. As the first gush of his semen hits your inner walls, your lust reaches a peak and again surges of lightning shoot through your body and make you spasm on the bed. Shaking and trembling you feel your orgasm rip through your body, both emerged in the heat of bliss, feeling every nerve end and feeding every urge and desire. He pushes in a last time, entering you with the full length of his shaft, feeling your sex tremble around his cock before he collapses on top of you and covers your body with his, droplets of sweat beading on his forehead, inner thighs and groin of both covered with nectar and cream. His mouth comes closer to your ear, his words whispered in your ear. "I love you Angel..."
As you both roll over on your side, the blindfold falling from your eyes, spooning as soon as he touches the bed, his arms around your waist, hands holding your shoulders, his member slides out of you, a drizzle of mixed juices following, covering your lips and inner thigh, his member resting in it. His hand slides down your body and between your legs as he cups your sex, catching the mixed juices in his palm. Your sex squeezes the juices out and when it finally relaxes, he brings his hand to his mouth and starts licking his palm clean. He turns your face towards him, scoops the last of the cum from his hand and kisses you, sharing the liquids of lust, rolling his tongue through your mouth, his eyes piercing in yours, filled with warmth and affection.
You roll on your back, slide your arms around his neck and pull him against your body. Your breasts pushing into his chest as you look up, deep into his eyes. You smile and kiss him quickly, licking his lips and probing his mouth teasingly. He smiles back and pushes his body into you, his semi hard erection sliding on your leg. Slowly he moves his mouth closer again and quickly you are drifting away in a warm, sensual passionate kiss. Your hands start sliding up and down his back, your nails scratching lightly in intricate patters on his shoulders and neck. You twist your hips a little and grab his leg with yours. As he slides between them, you tilt your hips and push your sex against his strong thigh. Slowly you start moving your hips, rubbing your sex gently up and down as your tongues dance and slide from mouth to mouth.
Your excitement stirred again as he flexes the muscles in his thigh, his erection growing harder against your leg and your sex starts to flow again. Soon a wet trail is left on his skin where your lips were opened against his leg, a similar trail on your thigh as the head of his cock starts to drizzle with pre cum. The kiss becomes more intimate, slower, pleasuring eachother slowly with lips and tongue. Your hand grabs his shoulder and you pull, turning him as he gives in to your continuous nudges. Slowly he turns on his side, his hard cock now laying on his thigh. You turn towards him and grab his erection with your hand. A kiss, then you whisper his name in his ear as your fingers strangle his shaft. Slowly you pull the foreskin down, exposing the large ridge that separates the tip from his shaft as your thumb glides over the wet head. Circling your thumb down, it reaches the ridge and you nudge your thumb up and down around it. He jolts, the mixture of pleasure and pain making him sharply suck in his breath. A deep, trembling moan leaves his lips as he exhales, his fingers clenching your shoulder as he clenches his other hand to a fist.
Slowly you start to move your hand up and down, your fingers tight but not clenching around the shaft. You look at him as he half closes his eyes, licking his lips in pleasure. His breath is deep and low, relaxed as he submits to your pleasuring. You start to kiss his neck, your tongue sliding up to his earlobe, then circling his shell and hearing canal. You bite on his earlobe before your kisses travel down. Along his neck and over his hairy chest, licking his nipples before sucking on them hard, the sudden, sharp jolt of pain making him bite his lips as a high pitched moan leaves his lips. You look up, a twinkle of pleasure in your eyes before your tongue slides out and trails your saliva through his belly button and along his lower stomach, his cock caressed by your cheek. As your lips touch his balls, his legs spread, letting your body slide between, you look up again as your lips fold around one of his balls and let it slip inside your mouth. His eyes wide open, desire sparkling from his pupils as he watches you slowly sucking his ball into your mouth. You run your tongue over and around it before letting it slide from your lips. You gently slip the other ball into your mouth and roll it around, sucking in your cheeks to capture it with your tongue.
His hand moves down and caresses your hair, fingers sliding through the soft strands, pushing them out of your face. His eyes still locked with your eyes as you take both his balls in your mouth and roll them around, your tongue pushing them from side to side. You let his wet balls slip from your mouth and kiss the base of his cock, then kiss slowly up the shaft until you reach the tip. You take his cock in your hand and keep the tip just between your lips, applying suction on it in small steps, letting it slide in your mouth. As the ridge is just behind your lips you stop, looking at him as your hand slides down and squeezes around the base, stopping the blood flow. Instantly his veins start to pop up from under his skin, pulsating as blood is still pushed in. With your eyes interlocked with his, you start to push your head down, pressing your lips tight around his shaft as you slide it teasingly slow inside.
Your warm, wet cheeks are sucked in and grab his shaft, tag teaming with your tongue. As you increase the vacuum around his cock, he throws his head back and lets out a long stretched moan. When he stops, you lift your head and let his cock escape with a pop before pushing it through your closed lips again, applying suction on him as soon as the head slides through your lips. Feeling every vein on his cock pass through your lips, you slowly push your head down until your lips touch his pelvis, the head grazing against your palate before you close it in with your throat. Quickly swallowing a few times, you stroke the swollen head, making him grunt with the sensation. You quickly retreat your head and let his cock pop out, falling onto his stomach, wet with your saliva. As you watch, you see it twitch on his stomach, the head almost reaching his belly button, red and swollen. Your hand is still locked tight around the base of his cock and suddenly you let go. As the blood flow returns, the veins pulsate less but remain just underneath the skin. The tip turns from deep purple back to red.
You lean in and slide out your tongue, following the core of his cock upwards in a slow, single lick until you reach the tip. You take his cock in your hand and lick the tip like an ice cream, looking deep into his eyes. His wish clearly visible in his burning eyes as he gently tugs on your head, his fingers stretched over it, buried in your hair. Again you close your lips tightly, clench your fingers around the base and start to push the swollen, darkening head through your lips and into your mouth. In a single push you lodge the head of his cock in your throat and flutter your tongue along the shaft, swallowing the head swiftly, holding it until you start to gag. You let his cock slide out from your mouth, sucking hard at the little circle, sucking his pre cum from his shaft. You look at him again with lustful eyes as you straddle his legs, pushing them closer together with your thighs. Slowly crawling upwards, you let your hard nipples slide over his chest, pushing his face into the crevasse between your breasts before your sex touches his cock.
You lower your hips and catch his member with your lips, rubbing it up and down slowly, opening your lips as they envelope his shaft, your juices running freely over the veined skin. You put your hands on his shoulders and keep your body up, your breasts swaying lightly as you nudge the head of his cock against your clit. The heat and wetness of his tip rubbing over your clit sends a sudden rush of desire through your body, making your nerve ends tingle and your heart race. Without being able to hold back, you push up and catch the tip of his cock between your lips, as you squeeze on it, you push down your hips and slip the head inside you, pushing his shaft in all the way with a rolling movement of your hips. As you push down on him hard, your full strength applied on the base of his cock, you feel his hands grab your hips and hold you pinned down. He arches his back and rolls his hips against you, flexing his muscles and making his cock twitch violently inside you. Then he falls back onto the mattress as he feels you covering his pelvis.
You start riding him, sliding his cock in short, swift jerks in and out of your body, keeping it deep inside you at all times. As he reacts, one hand grabbing a breast, the other pushing down on your hips as you take him, you start to increase the amplitude. Lifting your body higher and higher, his cock slides out further and back in deeper, your juices now covering the whole length of his shaft. You look at him as you find a fast rhythm, bouncing your body up and down on his shaft as he chants your name. Breathing becomes short and shallow, tingles start to run through your spine as you feel his leg muscles tense up. Without saying a word, you feel his lust match yours and together you start moving in sync. As you thrust down, he pushes up, meeting you half way in a hard push, bodies colliding together. Tingles become tremors, tremors become vibrations and vibrations become shock waves as your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave. All the sexual energy collected during the past few hours are now suddenly released. And as you let your orgasm rip through your body, you feel him explode inside you, gushing wave after wave into your sex, covering your inner walls with his seed and pushing it out with each thrust inside you.
As on queue you both scream out each other's name in a lust filled cry before both of you freeze, squeezing every muscle in your bodies as the intensity is almost overwhelming. With a last jerk of your body, all the tension collected in that moment of bliss is released and you collapse like a puppet on a string on top of him. His eyes closed, his mouth wide open, transpiring as he tries to catch his breath. His hands mindlessly wander over your body, never lingering before he regains full grasp of reality again. He slides his arms around you and pulls you against his chest, holding tight as he kisses your hair. His hands caressing you as you bask in the afterglow. Still connected, united in sexuality, you rest your head on his chest, slowly drifting off in a deep sleep, undisturbed by dreams...