Story Just For Lena
Visiting VIP’s and other dignitaries
are common at our offices, and we
usually aren’t bothered by them. Now I was groaning as my boss told me
that for the
next two days I would be helping our Marketing department show a large
of people about our facilities.
“Hell, John. I’m a senior analyst,”
I complained, “not a marketing type.”
“That’s why I’ve volunteered you.”
boss said. “You know what we can and
can’t do with the software. Your job is to get ideas of what our
are looking for and see if we can design something for them. Consider
an ‘intellegence-gathering’ mission.”
I went back to my office, grumbling
myself and wondering if this was
going to be a dull two days of lost work. Looking at the calendar, I
consoled myself with the thought “at least it’s on Thursday and Friday,
nice break just before the weekend”.
Thursday morning as I pulled into
parking lot, I was thinking about
the various features of our systems that would impress our visitors,
leaned the big Honda over too far, grinding the floorboards against the
asphalt. “C’mon stupid,” I remarked to myself silently, “keep your
what you’re doing.” Little did I know that this would be a problem for
next two days.
Jeanie, our marketing guru, made the
introductions and began to talk about
the services we provide, cost savings, benifits, et cetera, ad nausem.
took the time to look over our guests, noting that most seemed to be
corporate professional types, dull and uninteresting. There were
women cut from that same mold in the group. All but two that is. One
was an attractive brunette, late twenties, with a pleasant but not too
tan. Her eyes were pale blue, a stark contrast to her dark features.
also wore a wedding ring that looked like it belonged in the J.Paul
family. The other woman, also looked like she was in her middle to
twenties, very attractive, tall, blonde and fair. I couldn’t see her
well since she was sitting on my side of the table, my view blocked by
fiftyish woman with a prudish look and a gold cross fixed to her Saks
Most of the morning wasted away with
other department personnel speaking
before I got up and talked about our computerized tracking system.
in front of the room, I could see the blonde quite well, and several
I was almost distracted from my presentation. She sat well down the
from me, taking notes, and the absence of a wedding ring was duly
But something else kept drawing my eyes back to her each time I looked
the group. Something. Something…familiar?
Later in the day, as we toured the
facilities, I found myself waiting
near the door as the group filtered into the room. The blonde came up
looked like she was going to say something to me when another guest
her to hold his coffee cup while he fumbled with his briefcase. They
through the portal, the moment for us lost. What was it about her, I
dered, that stirred something inside me? Should I know who she is?
groping for a name that wouldn’t come, I searched my mind for a clue.
Further opportunites to speak to the
her failed to appear until late in
the day, when we adjorned outside to a display of our equipment. After
long promotional speech by one of our vice-presidents, our guests began
mill about, talking with one another. I spotted my mysterious blonde
headed over to talk to her. The crowd shifted and moved, and as we
we found ourselves on the edge of the throng, staring into each other’s
“Hi” I said cheerfully, “Anything I
can do for you?”
“As a matter of fact,” She replied,
showing me a smile that turned my
legs into something akin to Jello, “you can. I’ve been wondering about
this all day — have we met?”
My heart skipped a beat. Then
another. My the ground seemed to have
aquired a tilt. I took a deep breath, intending to make a smooth
not to let her see how shocked I was.
“I don’t think so.” I chuckled in
spite of myself. “In fact, I’ve been
wondering the same thing about you all day.”
Now it was her turn to giggle.
We introduced ourselves (again) and
the names didn’t register. We
tried other companies we’d worked for, clubs and organizations, but
seemed to work. I stood, looking deeply into her grey eyes, lost
her. Her presence seemed to ignite a flutter deep inside my being.
ring a feeling of warmth and closeness, making me want to reach my arms
around her and hold her. She too seemed to stare into my eyes,
them for some clue, some means to identify the feeling we both had.
As we walked back inside, side by
side, I watched the grace with which
she moved. She seemed to flow rather than walk, her movements as
as a cat. I held the door for her as she entered, returning her smile
passed by. Her perfume was faint, almost a whisper, and it left me
to find and kiss the places she had applied it. We sat together in the
conference room this time, and I felt elated that the day was coming to
As people began leaving, some
with other department reps, I
asked her if she was coming back tomorrow for the second half of the
“Yes,” She smiled, “my plane doesn’t
leave until tomorrow night.”
“Oh, you’re from out of town?” I
queried. “You didn’t mention that
“Colorado, the Denver area.” She
as we walked toward the door.
“Denver?” I stopped dead in my
holding the door part way open.
She looked at me questioningly, then
seeing something in my eyes, her
expression changed, one of — aprehension?
As we walked outside, I whispered
quietly, not sure, “Lena?”
She stopped, searching my face,
looking for some sign of how she should
reply. I gestured to the big blue Honda, and asked her if she’d like
for a ride.
Her head turned to me, eyes wide,
Barber?” she asked.
Smiling, I took her hand, gazing
her eyes as I said, “P.Barber, at
your service” and bent to gently kiss her delicate hand.
“I don’t believe this!” She
“Where are you staying? Or should I
be so bold as to ask you to dinner
We both laughed and agreed that
was a good idea. There were only
several million questions we had for each other, not the least of which
one that would likely never be asked.
I followed her to her hotel,
her plenty of time to freshen and
change into clothes appropriate for motorcycling. We left the hotel
headed south along the coast highway to Carmel. We had dinner in a
lit restaurant on the bay, sitting at a small table for two against the
large plate-glass windows, watching the sun sink against the Pacific
lighting the skies with a pink and orange sunset. As we talked, I felt
drawn to her, wanting to touch her and just gaze into her beautiful
eyes. I felt, too, the desire to wrap myself in her laugh, her smile,
her very presence giving me a high.
We strolled out into the warm
air, feeling as though we’d just
met again after many years. I took her arm in mine, as we strolled a
blocks to the Hog’s Breath Inn, Clint Eastwood’s cozy place, looking
the shop windows that lined the quiet streets. We talked more, about
writings to each other, and to others on the BBS system. About
I could feel my desire for her
building up inside. I could feel other
things too and I tried to keep my mind on her words. As we left
riding back to her hotel, she reached forward and caressed my back,
goose-bumps rise on my arms. I reached back and caressed her leg,
squeezing her knee softly. She replied by wrapping her arms low around
me and hugging me gently.
As we pulled in to the hotel parking
lot, I knew I didn’t want this to
end with a “thank-you-it’s-been-a-lovely-evening” goodnight. Parking
bike and putting away the spare helmet she’d worn, she solved my
“Would you like to come up and talk
some more?” She asked.
We went to her room, and as I laid
jacket on the chair, I turned to
find her standing close to me, her nipples hard and visible through the
cloth of her blouse. Wordlessly, I gently pulled her to me, feeling
breasts against my chest, her head tilted towards mine. As I gazed
her eyes, a warm feeling embraced me from within. I lowered my lips to
hers and kissed her, gently. Her lips parted, and my tounge caressed
exploring her for the first time. Wanting to find her secrets, her
We melted into each others arms, becoming one in our desires.
As our kiss parted, we looked into
each other’s eyes, as if seeing each
other for the first time. I ran my hands lightly over her arms,
one hand to my lips, kissing her palm lightly. She caressed my palm
her nails, bringing my other hand up, kissing my palm lightly in
smiled, brushing my hand over her cheek, lifting her light hair up and
back. I kissed her cheek delicately, moving further back to her ears,
earlobes, and down her neck. Her hands were caressing my back, my
and my arms, each touch creating sparks inside my head. A soft sigh
escaped from her lips as I kissed her neck below her ear.
She stepped back smiling at me, her
hand on my chest, rooting my feet
to the floor. Slowly, she began to unbutton her blouse, never taking
eyes from mine. I watched as each button was carefully undone, leaving
her blouse open and inviting. She reached in, unfastening the front
and in one smooth motion removed her strapless bra, dropping it to the
floor. Her full breasts moved sensously beneath her open blouse, the
nipples straining againt the fabric. My tounge moved in my mouth, and
was trying to imagine the feel of her nipples responding to my kisses.
This time, as she moved herself into my arms, my hands parted the front
her blouse, feeling the warm silkiness of her breasts brush my
the soft skin of her sides and stomach as I reached around to caress
back. We kissed, passions flaring as our tounge met, my hands running
her back to pull her shoulders closer to me, pulling her blouse free
her pants. Her arms moved to her sides, her lips still against mine as
slid her blouse from her shoulders, letting it fall gently to the
Her arms wrapped around my neck, as she resumed the kiss in full
My hands found her naked breasts, lifting and cupping each one. My
teased her nipples as her tounge followed mine into my mouth. Her hips
moved against mine, feeling the bulge that was waiting for them.
This time I stepped back,
my shirt, staring into her eyes.
She watched, and each time her eyes strayed too low or too high, I
making the task take even longer than necessary. When, at last, I
she moved forward, reaching up and removing my shirt as she bent her
to kiss my chest. She ran her tounge under the ridge of my chest
teasing them and me with how sensitive the skin was. Her lips found
the nipple, taking it between her lips, sucking gently. My hands
her hair as she suckled, then she used her tounge, flicking my nipple
rapidly back and forth in her mouth, making me moan softly. I placed
hand under her chin, bringing her lips up to mine and kissed her
running my tounge over her parted lips. Her hands caressed my chest
stomach, making the fires within me more urgent.
Again I stepped back, and she
remained. Smiling, I knelt and began
to unfasten her pants, kissing her stomach and licking lightly around
navel. As the zipper moved down, allowing her pants to fall away from
hips, I half circled her waist with short tiny kisses, pinching her
gently between my lips. Her pants fell to the floor, and I held them
she stepped out of each leg, kissing her thighs just above and inside
each knee. Her musky fragrance filled the air, her moistness covered
by a small patch of cloth. Delicately, I leaned forward and kissed her
through the thin material, breathing slowly and warmly against the
sensitive skin. Her hands pushed gently at my head, and I reached up,
gathering the elastic band into my fingers. Slowly I pulled them down,
kissing each new patch of her skin that appeared. Slowly I worked my
down, kissing her bare mons, blowing a cooling breath after each
damp kiss. As the fabric stretched flat, leaving only her labia
I snaked my tounge between her legs, curling the tip and drawing slowly
back, circling her most sensitive spot, savoring her aroma and taste.
She breathed a soft moan and I kissed her mons just above, as I lowered
the thin fabric to the floor. When she stepped out, I caught each leg,
kissing her calves and the sensitive areas near her knees as I removed
socks. At last, she stood before me, naked and beautiful, looking down
me, her eyes gleaming.
I stood while she unfastened my belt
and pants, kissing my chest and
working her way down my stomach. As she knelt, her hands paused,
tightly against the fabric. She slid her thumbs around and in one
fluid motion slipped my pants and shorts to the floor. I watched as
blew cool breaths against the sensitive underside of my shaft, making
jump at the sensation. I stepped out of my clothes, while she repeated
way I had removed her socks, kissing my knees, making me want her even
She lifted her head and gently licked the very sensitive line running
between my balls with the very tip of her tounge. Her hand reached up,
held me straight as her tounge continued higher and higher, running the
length of my shaft, to finally circle the head, making it grow and
She stood and we embraced, kissing
passionately as I slid my engorged
shaft between her thighs, letting her feel the heat and pulsing of my
through it. Her breasts flattened against my chest and I could feel
heat from them against me, and the warmth of her against my rod felt
it would set us aflame. Our tounges danced and I felt us melting
our souls as intertwined as our tounges, our hands exploring each
Time stopped. The universe around us ceased to exist. We were
our passions about to become unleashed.
She moved us to the bed, and we laid
down, still embracing, her on top,
trying to melt down into me. Her legs straddled mine, my shaft
against her shaved labia, her hips pushing forward against me. I
her lips from mine, holding her head inches above me, I stared into her
“Goddd!” I breathed, “I WANT you
“Take me.” She whispered back. “Take
me tonight. Take me now.”
I pulled her mouth back to mine, and
rocked my hips to move my aching
cock between her moist lips. Her hips responded, moving to let me
in. As I felt the head slip past and into her, my soft moan was lost
her mouth. We slowly inched together, savoring the touch of man
woman. Of man INSIDE woman. She moved back suddenly, just as I thrust
upward, neither of us able to contain desire, passion, or lust any
We met at the base of my cock and deep inside at the door to her womb.
“Oooohhhhhh!” we both cried
A slow parting, as we both now
intently at each other, watching
our eyes, feeling our loins, feeling joined. We gained speed with each
stroke, our passions reaching new intensities. I could feel her
now, surrounding my cock buried deep inside her. She could feel the
rigidity of me, plunging into her depths. My hands moved to her
cupping them and squeezing them together. I leaned my head up, licking
nipple as she plunged down on my cock. I began to see the perpiration
glisten on us both as the heat of our passion filled the room. Musky
grances hung in the air.
I sat up, grabbing her and pulling
to me, kissing her fiercely,
crushing her breasts against my chest. Her arms around my neck, she
returned my kiss feverishly, her tounge dancing rapidly in my mouth.
We rolled over, with me staying
her as we laid back on the bed.
Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me into her burning pussy. My
found hers and our fingers intertwined as we plunged on and down, into
the depths of our desires. My lips found her nipple, shiny and wet
before. I kissed it, sucking it into my mouth to flick my tounge over
Her pussy contracted around my shaft, her ring holding onto me tight.
stopped moving and flexed my shaft back at her, causing her to gasp.
hips moved again, drawing me deeper into her warm wet pool. I turned
head, biting her other nipple softly, pulling it away from her until
breast streched slightly. Again her pussy grabbed for me, but this
continued to move, not letting her feel the throbbing. I licked the
valley between her breasts with the tip of my tounge, sliding deep into
again. As I slowly pulled back, I gripped the first nipple in my
waiting until just the very tip of my cock was still inside her. Then
pinching with my lips, and flicking with my tounge I pulled her nipple
again, waiting for her to contract. As I felt her grasp, I slowly slid
into her pussy, past her tight ring, moving deeper and deeper. Each
she eased up, I pulled or pinched her nipple, making her grip me again.
At full depth, I laid still, releasing her nipple and looking into her
Waiting a full two seconds I flexed within her, lightly until she con-
tracted, then hard, while she gripped me. Her pussy responded
tight around my cock, forced it to swell larger inside her, expanding
Her hips lifted up, legs trembling,
she moaned loudly and came.
As her pussy contracted around me,
spasming in orgasm, I flexed again,
as hard as I could, pushing against her soft velvety skin.
“Ohhhhh yessss!” she cried as her
rotated and forced themselves up,
tight against me, trying to draw me deeper.
From email@example.com Thu Apr 17 11:29:10 1997
Subject: JUST FOR LENA 2/2
Date: 17 Apr 1997 15:29:10 GMT
part 2 OF lena
BY RICHARD DAWSON
I waited until I felt her just
beginning to grab me again and flexed my cock hard against her, feeling
her pussy make me swell again.
Cries came from her lips, and as she relaxed, I began to withdraw. Her
eyes opened,pleading for me not to pull away. My smile was one of
pleasure as I held
my cock part way in, the taper of my cock even with her ring of
waiting for the next wave to wash over her. She wanted me deep inside
and I had moved back, telling her with my eyes to lay still. When she
clenched down, this time on the curve of my cock, positioned just
her pussy sucked me down deep inside.
“Ohhhhhhh God!” her voice was high
I leaned forward, covering her neck,
her cheek, her eyelids, with quick
light kisses. Her legs drew me to her, as I felt her pussy begin to
Sweat covered us both, and I could feel it running down my back as I
between her legs. I could feel the sweat on her thighs against my
her breasts shone in the light.
“Feeling happy sunshine?” I asked.
“Hmm-Ummmmm!” came her reply.
As soon as her eyes opened, I flexed
once again, watching as she felt it,
her eyes opening wider, the pupils dialating.
“Oh! Nasty boy!” She smiled.
“I have an nice idea,” I chuckled
back, “but I’ll have to get up first.”
“Nooo!” She pouted. “I don’t want
to go.” She locked her ankles
around me, pulling into her, pinning me to her.
“Greedy.” I said.
“C’mon sweetie, this’ll only take a
few seconds.” I pleaded.
She looked at me, and softly “I want
to feel you go soft inside me.”
“Might take a while.” I smiled back,
“I haven’t come yet.”
At her quizical look, I pulled back,
letting her feel that I was still
fully hard, and ready for more.
“And besides,” I explained, “After
those stories, you didn’t think
that I’d let you only have one did you?”
“Smarty. I had two just now!”
We kissed and held each other
for a few more minutes before fin-
ally I went and rummaged in my jacket, looking back at the bed where
lay, propped up on her elbows, watching me. Her graceful form, damp
sweat, glistening and shiny in the light. Her legs slightly apart, her
bare pussy, lips full, begging me to return. She shook her head,
aura of golden hair, making her breasts move seductively, as she
curiously. Finding what I was looking for, I moved across the room,
picking up the ashtrays as I went. I crossed the main room and shut
the lights. I went into the dark bath, and returned a moment later.
The small candles I’d picked up at
restaurant flickered nicely as I
moved around the main room, placing them at different angles to the
Once finished, I returned to this warm, passionate woman who filled me
“Let’s make the rest memorable.” I
She wrapped her arms around me and
kissed me much too briefly, then
hugged me tight.
“Yes,” She said, “I want it to be
I laid her back against the pillows,
holding her arms as she went.
Moving down, I kissed the insides of her thighs, caressing her gently
my lips. I moved randomly from thigh to thigh, working my way upwards,
towards her naked pussy. Just as I reached her pussy, I paused,
at her nakedness closely in the flickering candlelight. So soft and
sensitive and desirable. I kissed her mons gently, barely touching
As I worked down now, I could almost taste the fragrant wetness between
her legs. I tipped my head and let my hair brush gently over her bare
She sounded her pleasure to me, and I bent my self lower, spreading her
wide. I kissed that sensitive place where her thighs, cheeks, and
meet. That flat little area next to her lips. I ran my tounge up one
down the other, ignoring her moist pussy and her swollen lips. I slid
tounge down, flicking it softly over the soft flesh between her front
back holes. Her hips rose up, begging for more there.
I slid my hand under her cheeks,
cupping them and lifting her off the
bed. I ran my tounge along the line that forms the bottom of one
Then back to the area between her holes, where I flicked my tounge fast
and light. Her moans were soft and full of pleasure, as I lowered her
back to the bed. I moved closer, raising her legs over my shoulders
bringing my hands around her hips. Two fingers parted the upper lips
her pussy, baring her swollen clit to me. Peeking out like a pearl, I
saw it was wet and shiny. I breathed softly and hotly against it,
her wait, following with a light cool breath. Then I touched it with
the tip of my tounge, staying as still as I could be. She moaned, loud
frustration. I flicked my tounge and began to circle, slowly, stopping
each time she raised her hips.
“Don’t tease me!” She half
I ran my tounge down, parting her
as I went, finding her sweet wet
hole. I flicked my tounge against the sides of her hole, then up to
lips of her pussy. I sucked each one into my mouth, running my tounge
them, pulling and playfully tugging them taut. Back and forth, up and
I went, teasing, taunting, playing, pulling until her hips were rocking
swaying. I found her button, and sucked it into my mouth, squeezing it
softly between my lips, my tounge circling it rapidly. I could feel
swell between my lips, and giving it one farewell flick, let it go. As
receeded from my mouth, I ran my tounge down the full length of her
greedily lapping up her wetness. As I moved up, I slid two fingers
sopping pussy, my tounge circling her clit again. Her hips were moving
and down, and I pushed my fingers all the way in, feeing her wet juices
flowing into the palm of my hand. I locked my mouth over her clit,
her quickly, and pulling my fingers out slowly. I looked up to see her
candlelight, her hands cupping her tits hard; on the edge; ready.
When my fingers were halfway out, I
stopped. I sucked her clit into my
mouth as hard as I could, spreading my fingers at the same time. I
my lips together slowing the blood flow to her all important place. As
closed my fingers, then reopened them, spreading her pussy wide, I bent
them upwards toward her stomach, touching her from inside. Then I let
of her clit and the soft flesh surrounding it. Blood flowed and after
second, I flicked my tounge once over it.
Her legs closed tightly around me,
hips arching off the bed. Her
hands squeezed her tits and nipples hard, her head thrown back, stomach
tense. She came down only to raise up again after taking a short
I could feel her pussy contracting around my fingers, squeezing them
I let her squeeze, forcing my fingers apart when she relaxed. As her
contractions slowed, I gently kissed her thighs, thanking her for
me make her happy.
I lay behind her, holding her in my
arms, kissing the back of her neck
while she relaxed, a smile on her face.
“You’re soo sweet.” I said. “I could
eat you and love you for hours at a
She cooed, pressing her back against
my chest as I hugged her closer. I
ran my hand over her thigh, admiring her form in candlelight. I felt
smoothness of her thigh, marveled at her graceful lines. I caressed her
stomach, running my hands under the line of her breasts, then down
her thighs. I purred into her ear.
We cuddled and spoke softly for
an hour, my cock wilting like a
flower. I was happy and content, cuddled next to her, feeling at peace
the world. As she stirred on her side, my hand cupping her lower
caressed its way down to her silky smooth mons, lingering on her bare
She sighed softly, leaning back into me slightly, I kissed the nape of
neck, working my way up and over behind her ear. As she leaned back
turned slightly, her legs parted and my fingers slipped easily between
legs, caressing her still damp lips. Her head turned, and we kissed.
Slow and lesiurely. I caressed her pussy, my fingers teasing around
clit without actually touching it.
She sat up slowly, pushing me onto
pillows, her hair flowing around
her head, her breasts swinging as she leaned forward. Moving over she
quickly took my slowly rising cock into her mouth. Still soft, she
engulfed me down to the base, moving her tounge inside her mouth. As
pulled back, her lips pressed against my flesh, and I could feel myself
beginning to rise. Her hair cascaded down, brushing my thighs and
looking like a golden aura in the dim candlelit room. Her figure was
graceful curves, accentuated by shadows, appearing to fade into
at the edges. Grasping me, she ran her tounge around the head and down
the sensitive scar left from the circumcision at birth. I laid back,
ing the sensation of her mouth and tounge on me. She licked the
of my shaft, flicking her tounge over the edges of the head, making me
smile and moan softly. Her tounge traced the veins over my cock, and
up to suck me into her mouth. Her mouth was warm and wet, her tounge
and seductive. As she sucked me into her mouth, I could feel the head
the back of her mouth, forcing another moan from my lips.
She ran her tounge down the
continuing down the sacks of my
balls tracing the sensitive line between them. Down still, lifing my
to flick her tounge at the senstive area underneath, between the the
my cock and anus. As her tounge flicked, my hips rose and I moaned
She worked back up, taking the soft skin of my sack into her mouth and
gently. Then she softly and gently sucked one of my balls into her
her tounge caressing it on all sides. My cock swelled, turning
as she tounged each one, all the while stroking my cock up and down,
ing tightly on the upstroke. She sucked again on the sacks, and blew
on them, making me squirm for her tounge. She slid upwards, licking my
everywhere with her tounge tip. Reaching the top, she sat up slightly,
smiling into my eyes as she pressed the head against a nipple, kissing
me silently. She bent down, circling the head with her tounge. Her
touched my balls, sending a shiver through me, and running the length
my shaft. She again sucked me into her mouth, her tounge flicking the
underside ridge hard. Moaning again, I arched my hips, wanting her to
swallow all seven hard inches of me. When she again sat up, she rubbed
cock, wet with her saliva, over and between both her breasts, pressing
hard against her nipples, and all the while smiling at me, running her
wicked tounge seductively over her lips and teeth.
Her mouth engulfed me again, this
taking me deep into her mouth. I
could feel the head move past the back of her mouth and enter her
Afraid to move, fearing to choke her, I strained not to flex or push
my hips. Her lips grabbed, trying to work me deeper into her mouth.
Sweating with the effort, wanting to push and flex and come in her
I laid back and moaned loudly.
Her nails raked my thighs, as she
slowly rose up my shaft. Her tounge
worked around the underside, pressing against the ridge. When she
her head and looked at me, candelight made the tears glisten in my
“Had enough?” She smiled with a
“Ohhh, Yesss.” I replied, wanting
more, but wanting HER most of all.
“Come here and fuck me. I want you, I want you NOW!”
She moved up and straddled my hips,
lowering herself slowly on to my
rigid tool. I felt the lips of her pussy part, letting me slide past,
her warm wet depths. She controlled me now. Her every move had me at
mercy. She slooooowly lowered herself, raising up when I tried to move
deeper into her.
“Oh no.” She said, smiling wickedly.
“Ooooh, you tease!” I joked back.
wicked little tease.”
She laughed and continued her slow
descent, stopping just before she had
me entirely within her.
“What do you want?” She whispered,
obviously knowing the answer.
“YOU!” I cried, “I want YOU! I WANT
She sat down, taking me fully inside
of her, my balls against her ass.
“Ohhh yes. Fuck me.” I pleaded.
Slowly, she raised herself off my
cock, hot and moist with her wetness.
I moaned as I felt every inch, every caress of her slick pussy against
My cock ached to feel her move quickly, but part of me wanted to
this pleasant “torture” forever. She raised up, keeping only the head
inside of her, clenching her muscles against the soft sensitive end of
“Ohhh, stop teasing me! I want to
fuck you!” I moaned.
Her hips came crashing down to meet
mine. So quick was her descent I
didn’t have time to prepare, and now I half sat up, trying in vain to
my hips, drive deeper into her. She raised up and plunged down again,
driving me deep. Again she moved quickly, this time my hips moved up
meet hers, and I touched bottom, making her gasp quickly.
Unable to contain myself any longer,
I reached down and around her, my
hands cupping her cheeks. Lifting her up and pulling her down I began
move faster. She leaned forward, her breasts moving at each new
I moved my feet under, giving my hips leverage, and plunged deep again
“Yesss, yesss, fuck me hard. Come
inside me, come deep inside me.”
I moved one hand up her back,
her head down to mine, kissing her
with a passion and intensity I’d never felt before. Our tounges met,
breasts moved against my chest and I could feel her wetness running
my cock, making my balls wet and slick.
My other hand came up, and she laid
down fully against me, pushing her
hips back against mine. I moved my calves over hers, hooking my feet
and under, locking us together, giving her something to grab onto. Her
hips and mine moved in a primal rhythm. Her pussy pulled and sucked at
my cock, trying to draw it deeper. My cock pulsed and throbbed,
deep into her, trying to reach deeper yet. We stopped kissing to
both of us moaning instead. Her back arched, her blonde hair flailing
wildly, our sweaty bodies wet and slick made noises that aroused us
“I want to fill you!” I hissed, “I
want to take you over the edge with
me! Come with me! Come WITH me!”
She moaned and fell against me, her
pussy contracting around my cock.
When I felt her starting to come, a dam broke deep inside me. I felt a
surging rush start upwards, making my cock swell and my balls ache.
felt me grow inside her, my thrusts long; hard; massive.
“Cum babee cum!” She shouted.
My arms pulled her to me, her lips
mine and we kissing in a blind
lust, tounges pressed together, arms and legs wrapped around each
sweat covering our bodies.
“Hmmmmmm! Unnnngg!” I moaned into
mouth, as I came.
Buried deep inside of her, my cock
launched a geyser of sperm. I could
feel her pussy grip me tightly as I came. She was still comming, her
squeezing me tight, milking me. Moaning into each other’s mouths we
came again. Her pussy still contracting, I gushed another surge into
feeling now the warm mingling of our juices.
As we slowly recovered, our mouths
together, I licked her tounge with
mine, bringing us both from what felt like a trance. Her tounge
caressing mine gently. Her tounge began to withdraw, and as she did,
cock gave a reflexive twitch, sending shock waves through her and back
me. Her tounge plunged into my mouth again, and we kissed
realizing what we had just shared. As we calmed, we kept kissing with
shorter kisses, each more tender than the one before it. Finally, she
her head on my shoulder, relaxing completely. I held her close,
cock growing limp inside her velvety softness.
“Thank you.” I barely whispered.
She purred against my shoulder,
something I couldn’t hear. I ran
my hands down her damp back, caressed her behind gently, bringing my
back up, then down her arms, wrapped around my neck. The candles were
flickering away, as we drifted off to sleep, still joined together.
We woke at about two in the morning,
her head resting on my chest, our
legs around each other. The candles had burned out, leaving us in
Our lips met, and we kissed lazily, enjoying the closeness in the warm
We talked for a while, holding each other close. In the morning, she
call the airline and see if she could re-schedule her flight back to
for Sunday night, giving us the weekend. At least for now, we had each
other, and we curled up close, happy and content, and drifted off to