Yes today is my birthday and all I wish for is that you continue to let me give you pleasure here. This is my escape from life and I need your inspiration to feel love, passion, wild, and naughty. I know there are things I write that push boundaries and I hope you don’t take offense, just move past the words you don’t enjoy and find others that you do. Thank you for your comments, questions, submissions, and sharing my stories. I am here for your pleasure.
Tag: passion
They were one of my favorite online couples, long time friends that had the perfect life. A family filled with love and passion, well respected careers they enjoyed, and the financial security to live life in every way they saw fit. If they wanted something they went after it together and it was impressive to watch them over the years become the amazing people they are now. The one little secret that only I knew was who they were when they closed the bedroom door. Why?
You know why! Its the same reason many of my online friends welcome me into their world of desire. I am the storyteller. I am the one who lives and breaths to open your mind and body with my erotic words. They understood who I was to them as do you. For years they offered for me to visit, just one night or a weekend escape. How they wanted me to join them in a moment of wild fantasy. There were times I considered it, but this part of my life is just an illusion.
I can picture it, how are first meeting would be. The strong handshake of the man and then a warm embrace from the wife, then a kiss. We were going to share a naughty adventure so you can damn well expect my hand on her ass as her breasts press to my chest. Laughter and casual conversations as we head to my hotel. I make sure my room has a king bed and hot tub for our enjoyment but most importantly is the chair and side table that sits in the corner of the room.
I take a seat as he opens the bottle of crown he bought knowing my tastes, pouring the glasses full as she sits across from me on the little love seat talking about recent stories I posted that they played to. She shows me with a lift of her dress that just sitting so close to me has her wet and aching. So it begins. I taste the liquid amber after a toast and lean back comfortably in the chair. “Leave the dress up and touch for me.” I take control. Its why I am here. You are both now mine for anything I wish. Her smile turns to a glazed wanting as she looks up at her man. “No, your eyes don’t leave me till I tell you to, touch for me.” I watch him standing beside you with his drink smiling proudly of his beautiful wife as his hand tucks her hair behind her ear. She slowly opens her legs and runs her light touch against the dew dripping from her.
I have her play for an hour. Why? Because I can. Her body convulsing multiple times only to stop long enough for my other commands of direction. “Slower, deeper, pinch your clit, unzip your man and take him in your mouth….and most importantly…..cum for me now!” She swallowed his first load as we all lost count on her own orgasms. “Lay back and open wider, stand in front of me and undress, kneel and suck your man off again.” He held her face the second time and as he groaned to alert us both of his need to cum again I commanded. “On your tits this time.” Warm cum splashing on her breasts and running down her body. “That is how you wear your mans scent!” Hours went by. I drank, watched, guided my favorite couple to what I wanted to witness. They craved it as they complied to my every whim.
We stopped for more drinks, we moved to the bathroom and I sat on the edge of the tub as they washed each other. All clean I had him bend her on the vanity and pound her till her legs were weak. “Fuck her harder! Fist her hair and slap her ass!” We both knew she loved a strong rough hand and spanking. He worked over her perfect body in love and lust. When it was time I asked him to leave us and go to the bed. Most men would never leave their naked wife with a man they just physically met but I had an intimate connection for years so he walked out of the room. “Hydrate, no more whiskey for you, call for room service have food delivered, you need fuel for the rest of the night.” I joked as I turned to her. “How beautiful you are, the perfect wife and lover. Is this what you wanted?” Her emotional acknowledgement as she stood before me. “when room service comes to the door you will answer it just as you are and serve your king in bed. Make sure you feed him well. His mouth, tongue, and teeth will move over your body. I will not instruct you in front of him on this one, you will do this as I eat beside you. Until then you will sit in my lap, open your legs, and touch but don’t cum.”
He could hear her moans but not know exactly what I was doing with her. But I knew part of his fantasies were to hear and watch his wife with me. So I knew he would be stroking his cock as she moaned in the other room. She offered to suck my cock but it was not time for that yet. As hard as I was, it was not time. She begged to cum as she sat curled against me and I massaged her tits but denied her the release. When the knock at the door pulled her from my lap she did exactly as I asked. Opened the door to accept the cart of food, nude and red faced. Wheeled it in, set mine on the table as I poured a drink, then lay down beside him placing food across her body. Silently laying there waiting for him to respond. He looked at me knowing full well it was my idea before he fed. As a proper king he fed his queen as she lay there. The moans let me know she was enjoying the attentions just as much as he enjoyed the snack. I let them rest after the meal, find their strength return as well as enjoy just wrapped with each other for a bit. I watched him whisper to her as her smile widened. She climbed off the bed, moved over kneeling beside me. “Please sir, we both need you now.”
It was time. I cupped her face gently holding her gaze. “Then prepare me.” as she carefully undid my tie, my coat and shirt. The exploration of her hands on my warm skin down over my chest and stomach before tugging my belt open. I watched her and only her. I sensed his movement and the clink of glass on glass as I was sure he was pouring the spirits again. When she pulled open my fly, she ran her hand along my thick cock and lifted it to her mouth. I held her face as her wet lips sheathed my cock. Long slow bobs of her head as she strengthened my manhood. “Can you feel how hard you have me.” a nod still sucking and playing with me. A glance to him as he just raised his glass and watched. Again knowing his desire for this as well I let her savor my cock till the pre cum glistened on her lips. I called over to him. “I’m going to fuck her now and you are going to watch me. She is going to forever crave my cock inside her and think of me when her pussy tingles.” I watched his cock go stiff in a moment of conversation as I stood. I pulled her from the floor and turned her quickly to face him. I pushed her down on the bed before him and I moved tightly to her backside. A slow drag of my thick tip over her soaked pussy then a powerful thrust to bury myself inside. She cried out as he moved over to kiss her. I took her as we all hungered for. Hard, rough, deep her body was shattered with every orgasm she gave. Her body like warm clay in my hands, moving and molded to what I needed for my pleasure. From behind, flipped on her back, stretched and opened on her side…..I fucked her. He kissed her, held her hands or hair, and stroked his cock just sitting there as I used her completely. She begged for me to cum in her but that was his. Some things belong to him. But after hours of fucking her she wore me well. Loads of my cream on her ass, her chest, her lips.
She lay wrecked on the bed as I stood and found a cigar in my jacket pocket. I sat bare and smoked as she curled up to him and slept. He thanked me deeply as she drifted off. We quietly talked and joked a bit about how incredible it all was. I went to take a shower and went to sleep on the pull out my flight was late morning so I could catch a few hours. He insisted I lay on the other side of her. So I lay beside her, she felt me and pressed her little bottom against me while he held her on his chest. She was peaceful. At some point we all slept and I was woken by a soft wet mouth on my cock. I opened my eyes to her slowly sucking on me and fingering her pussy as he was dressed reading the paper. She guided my morning burst on her tits then licked me clean. “I just wanted to wear your scent home, hope you don’t mind.” she giggled as she hopped out of the bed and got dress with my seed still dripping off her tits. It was a perfect ending to our wild night….well now morning. I too got dress and they drove me back to the airport. Another hug and kiss, a handshake and promises to see each other online soon.
Can you picture it? Can you feel it? I hope you do…..you never know, I could be traveling to you soon!
When you went away for your freshman year of college I was both excited for you and sad for myself. A normal reaction for a father I am sure. Proud of the woman you were becoming mixed with fear of you being on your own. Being so beautiful I knew those horny frat guys would be all over you, but you were strong so I had to trust you would do the right thing.
Over the first few weeks of you being away I hardly slept, not just worry but the emptiness of the house. It has been just the two of us for so long, I forgotten how quiet and lonely this place was. I started going online and well, doing what single old men do. Playing games and surfing porn to keep my mind busy after work. I found myself addicted to sites like tumblr as they had such a wide variety of everything, and honestly opening my eyes to so many things I would never of imagined to be out there. I had to admit some things peeked my interests. The whole bondage thing, seeing a woman tied to a bed just wanting to be under someones control. Spanking? Jesus the things they use on a woman’s body, and they like this stuff? Oh some of it made my skin crawl too but weeks turned into months and I started to even re-post the things that really aroused me just so I could have them for “playful motivation” later.
You called me to tell me with work and school that coming home over the holiday’s would be impossible and although I understood it really sunk home how little I would see my babygirl again. I joked about keeping busy and although I never mentioned how, I knew you worried a bit. So we started to text more so you could keep an eye on me. Well more time passed by and I continued to keep myself occupied. I found I could write little comments on my posts and get some conversation out of it sometimes. Some were just little comments like “I love your page?” I have a page? what does that even mean. I would thank them and tried to post more. I had a young girl send me a picture of herself, I think they call them selfies but it didn’t have her head, just a, well just her body. Apparently I was not the only people out there aroused by things. She made a weird comment. “Thanks for getting me so hot daddy, here is something to get you hot too.”
She had a rocking little body so of course my mind and body responded to the silly notion a young girl would want an old man. Well let me tell you, after a few searches, they really do want older men. Then by accident really I found why the girl called me daddy in the message. Sort of a role play thing, a father figure thing, and kinky turn on. There was a whole world of created daddy erotica. How odd? That breaks every moral code I was raised in, yet something about it twisted my thoughts. I posted a few things about it and the responses were incredible.
Spring was here now and my mind was full of the idea that maybe you would come home for the summer although you would not commit to it. It drove me nuts to be honest. I missed you so much and well I had started having dreams about you but could not remember them when I woke. Natural I guess. What was not so natural was this fascination I had grown into about taboo themes. It seemed to help me *relieve stress* just as much as the whole bdsm thing did.
On your birthday I posted this happy bday post “to my daughter” without revealing any real information. I have no idea why but I just felt like something I should do. It was totally out of place on my page…oh I know what that is now. I flipped through other posts and shared a few that turned me on, then one him me hard. Just a teen girl sitting in a mans lap and he was touching her. I reflected to the days you use to hop into my lap on the couch when I was watching the game….I felt my cock get hard. Without trying I pictured you curled up in my lap and me touching you. My cock ached, just horny stuff I guess but I had never…….pictured you in that way. I was a bit freaked out by it but blew it off to your bday mixed with kinky porn clouding my mind.
But something was kindled in my mind, I started to dream more and actually remember more of what it was about. Yea I had not just gotten sucked into this kinky stuff to get off, no I craved it for real. Shit….I immediately stopped posting. It didn’t help. I didn’t even log in for several weeks but my mind still took me into daydreams of us. I had to shake this before you got home for the summer.
Well more time passed and although I had quit all the posting and watching, my dreams both day and night turned to forbidden desires. I was hopelessly screwed. I woke to some odd sound this morning. Something thumped in the early hours to jolt me from my dream. I could feel the heavy hard-on under my sleeping pants as I reached down and rubbed it. I looked at the clock it was a little past 6 am so I got out of bed to get in the shower. I presumed the noise that woke me was outside as I did not have any pets until I head the microwave. You were home? Not thinking I hurried down the steps and walked into the kitchen hoping to find you making breakfast. There you stood with a cup of hot tea, with only a pair of panties on.
I didn’t have words. I just looked at you. You smiled and set down the cup on the table. “Well aren’t you happy to see me?” I shook off the trance of your perfect body and moved over to hug you…awkwardly at first but you squeezed me tight. You could see and feel my confusion so you stepped back from our embrace. “So happy you are home…um…so…well…where are your things? your um clothes?” your beautiful laugh and smile followed then you just looked at me. “Daddy I missed you so much….thank you for the birthday message last month.” It took a minute, ok several minutes till I realized you had been reading my page. Then the oh shit look hit my face “Fuck baby I am sorry I can explain….I” You just handed me the tea. “Daddy its ok, I didn’t know it was you at first. I am on there too.” Then as my brain processed this real time nightmare as I looked at your body. The way your nipples puckered tight, The angle of your hips as you stood there. You had been the one who sent me the message…the picture…was you. Oh fuck I jerked off to that a dozen time. “Jesus was it…oh god.” I felt sick. You just walked over and touched my shoulder ..”Daddy its ok, that page was really hot and so I wanted to be something to make the writer hot. I didn’t know until months later when you wished me a happy birthday that is was YOUR page. I was so freaked out thinking about all the times I masturbated…” I stopped you “Oh baby I don’t need to know…I shouldn’t of…I mean…” You looked at me then being the strong bold woman you were you rubbed your hand over the thick erection still pressing in my sleeping pants.
“Daddy we are both adults, we both masturbate, and we obviously are turned on by the same things.” I felt you rub and I tried to process what was happening. You were so comfortable, so confident about it. But then so were most of your generation with your sexuality. “Just tell me one thing, when you got my picture did it make you hot?” I smiled and took a deep breath, “yea baby of course, your gorgeous and I am a single old man. If I had a woman like you I would never stop looking at you.” You hugged me tight and I could feel my hardness pressed to you just as much as your breasts were against my bare chest. You kissed my cheek “Drink your tea daddy I’m home now ok…..” So I did, somehow the awkwardness melted away and we stood there drinking and talking. Teasing a bit as we went on. “Did you cum?” I almost choked…coughing “Wha…what?” you burst out laughing. “Did you cum looking at my picture.” Well shit the gloves were already off anyhow…and the clothes mostly. “Often…” For the first time I saw you flinch since this conversation started. “God why does that make me so hot daddy? You cumming cause of me.” I just smirked back at you “Cause your a naughty girl that’s why!”
So will you tie me up later, spank me, and tell me I am your naughty girl?” We both knew very well that I would!
Held for your return
♥🔥♥
“You’re late! I had to undress myself, how disappointing!” I motion for you to move over to me and watch as your eyes lower and you get that little tremble of fear. “And here I was going to let you just kneel and suck my cock before I fucked you long and hard…..now……….well now I have made other plans for you. Undress! Slow!” I watch you carefully slip out of your clothes fearful to look at me, I know you are scared and you should be. I am about to make you appreciate being on time so much more that you apparently do now.
You flinch when I slam my hand on the table behind me. “All fours, NOW!” You hurry over and climb on top, hands and knees down on the hard wood. “Even in fear I can smell your sex dripping from you!” I move my hand over your little bottom then swat it to hear you whimper. “You understand your punishment will be rough” You nod and lift your bottom up higher. “Count for me” as I drag the leather straps over your shoulders, down your back and over your ass I see you tense up. I let it lay there a few moments so your anticipation builds then with a wicked snap of my wrists you cry out ONE. Oh how it makes my cock hard to hear you like this. *Crack* as TWO spills from your lips. I move around the table with my flogger painting your backside red to see how long it takes the first tears to fall from your eyes. My thick throbbing cock aching to fuck you but your lesson must be delivered first. *Crack, Crack* Oh the sweet arousal of your wanted pain. Endless strikes bruising and breaking your tight little ass and spirit exactly where I need you to be.
I see you growing limp as I let the handle fall from my grip onto the ground. I move to your face and cup your chin to lift your wet face to look upon my gaze. A warmth in my smile as you wait for my next command, the one you have been waiting for. “Open for me” as I release your chin your mouth opens. My pulsing rod so close to your lips, I tease you with it. As you know if you can get my sweet pre cum to release on your tongue I will fill you with seed all night. I lay the crown on your lips and take ahold of your hair and face. You feel the slow push into your throat and show me just how well you have learned to take me deep. Your gag reflexes gone after months of practice, I fuck your pretty mouth as you look up at me. Although its rough how I piston your throat your pussy weeps knowing its next. I take your mouth like I take your whole body.
When I finally pull my cock dripping with saliva and pre cum away from your mouth I can see your sense of accomplishment. I lean down and kiss you with passion as you feel my hands slide under and caress your firm tits. I play with them as I open your mouth with my tongue. The sting I gave your bottom just a hazed memory as your pussy is flexing in waiting. I move behind and dart my tongue in your ass as my large hands kneed your cheeks. Now new cries echo our playroom and you feel my tongue ravage you right before my cock is buried inside. Powerful thrusts shake your whole body as my hands maul every inch of your skin. New sensations flooding your body as your nipples are pinched and your orgasms begin to spill freely.
You can feel the swell inside you as my cock dives deeper, filling you with hungers. Harder I pound your little soaked core till you hear the beastly growl. You lift and push back into each slam of my hips to yours until you feel the eruption warm you. You know this is just the beginning of our night as I pull myself free. A good slap on your tender ass as you roll over and open your legs for me. You know watching you masturbate keeps my cock hard as you rub my cum all over your clit and nipples. I stand over you stroking as you beg for me between your legs. I crawl up over you as you tug my cock to your honey. My engorged cap teasing the slit as your hands move to my ass and pull. Your body curls like a snake around its prey as I fill you again. Lost in lust with each other. You will never admit it but sometimes you just want to be late for me!
I poured the bubbles in as started to undress, I help you finish as I removed your bra and panties. Gentle kisses along your breasts and across your stomach as your clothes pooled on the floor beneath you. I held you hand as you slipped in, a bit of a sting from the temperature. As I turn to get the shampoo you hop up on the edge of the tub, the foam dripping from your body. I smile and begin to undress knowing you want me under you tonight as I wash you.
My clothes pile on to yours as I step in. Such a good burn against my aching body. You slip down to kneel between my spread legs and let the soapy water help your hand glide across my cock. I lean back as you bring me to fullness before you straddle me and ease slowly down. A groan escapes as I fill you, mmmmmmm your so tight. You lay your hands on my shoulders and begin to lift and fall upon me, controlling the pace as my hands cup your soft ass. My mouth finds your tender peaks very sensitive as my nips cause you to moan loudly and your pace quicken. I lift up into you as I feel you dig your nails into my chest. You lean back and cry out as I buck and erupt into you. With heavy breath you lean against me as we ride out the small waves and shimmers of our bodies.
Then you hand me the shampoo.
My hot breath against your ear “I’m going to slip my fingers inside and no matter how badly you need to cum you will withstand!” A whimpered response “Yes Sir…” I bite your earlobe then suck slowly as you feel my thick rough touch enter you. Two fingers curled deep, flickered tips against your heated core. Strong thumb tracing circles around your clit as you feel the deep burn rising in you. You do everything to stand still yet your hips give away your needs. Rocking with my touch I feel the spasms flexing in you as you shiver. I can see that glazed look in your eyes as you silently beg with a glance but I just nod slowly no.
Your legs tighten around my hand and I stop suddenly “Open now” as you struggle teetering on the edge. As you widen for me I start slipping my fingers in and out faster. Your legs shake, stomach muscles tense, while juices trickle down your inner thighs. I kiss your soft moaning lips “Not yet my love, be strong for me.” I nibble your bottom lip and scissor my fingers inside you knowing full well you can’t hold out much longer. I nip at your chest then back up across your shoulder as you have no chance of holding it any longer. “Sir, sir please I can’t……” I wildly finger you as my eyes catch yours “You can!”
Your body begins to quake, leaning your head on my chest and holding my wrist. I smile and move my other hand up into the hair on the nape of your neck and hold you to my heartbeat. Those last few minutes must of seemed like an eternity “Cum for me now!” Your lesson complete you cry out and burst around my touch, spilling down your legs in the most powerful orgasm of your life. You grasp on to me and I hold you still and masturbate you through several waves until your legs completely give out. I scoop you up and hold you as I kiss you with passion. “That’s my good girl.”
Damn… I’ll have this please
A crisp, cool morning as I wake to feel your soft skin snuggled against my heated body. Can you feel my hard cock tucked against your bottom as you dream? Light kisses across your shoulders and neck as I let my pleasured touch wake you. How good your soft breasts feel in my hands as I feel you gently press against my throbbing manhood. My hand moving down across your stomach and teasing your damp silk, easing fingers into you as you moan a good morning. Hot breath against you as I slip my fingers out and press my thickness in slow. Easing every inch as I groan against your ear. Hips rocking together as my hands return across your puckered nipples carefully around your throat. I feel your fingernails dragging lightly through my hair as I pump deeply inside you. Juices flowing, sounds of passion building into an eruption as I fill you and you spill onto me. Now as one wrapped in each other letting our hearts beat together.
Good morning baby
Happy birthday!
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They had known each other for years through mutual friends. Although there was mutual attraction he was not real swift at picking up on her flirtatious attempts to take their friendship to the next level. She tried everything from the subtle kiss on the cheek and extended hugs every time she saw him. Light touches to his hand, arm, leg when they talked. Even dressing seductively with high skirts, low cut tops, and brushing against him at every opportunity. She could see how he looked at her yet he never made a move.
Again tonight at the club she did everything including hanging on him at the bar playing with the back of his hair. She could see he noticed she had no bra and her nipples were tighly pressed to her shirt. She had never had to throw herself at a man as most of them chased her but he just sat there! She was so frustrated when she got home and to be honest out right horny. Was she wasting her time? Should she of picked up a random stranger and make him jealous? No…….she just wanted him. Why was he such a dolt! Enough was enough she pulled off her top and pushed the skirt off her hips. She grabbed her cell phone and sent him a picture “My place is so cold, what do you think I should do to heat it up?”
She knew he could not fuck this one up as she straightened her bedroom up a bit waiting for his reply. Her phone buzzed and she grabbed it. “Is the pilot light on the furnace?” She screamed. “What the fuck is wrong with him!” She tossed her phone on the bed and climbed in the shower. Screw him! She washed the bar smell off and slipped into bed. Maybe some porn and her favorite toy would satisfy the aches for tonight. She heard a knock. Who the fuck would be knocking at *looking at the clock* 2 am? Growling she popped out of the bed bare ass and ran to the front door peering through the eyehole to see HIM standing there. She swung the door open as he saw her there he stepped in and pulled her to his body. He pushed the door closed and pressed her to the wall as his tongue slipped in her mouth.
She tore at his clothes as his hands touched her in every way she had dreamed and more. She lept up into his strong arms as they kissed, his warm flesh against her cool skin. He carried her down the hall to her room and lay her back on the bed. His mouth trailed across her soft breasts and captured each nipple for a deep sucking as he spread her open. She gripped at him as his tongue lashed her wet silk and took her first orgasm. His hands were rough and controlling as he pinned her wrists to the bed and fed on her. She thrashed in pleasure as he devoured her completely. She had never imagined how wild he was as he moved her hands over her head then reached down between them to guide his thick cock to her aching core. Her eyes told him please as he thrust hard and deep inside. Her heals locked in behind his hips as he took her. With every lunge of his hips her body responded. His mouth still attacking her body as if he would starve without her.
When he finally came in her his strong grip relaxed and his rough hands smoothed over her curves as he lay down against her. Their kiss deep and passionate, heavy breath and smiles as he held her. “I have wanted you for so long but was afraid it could screw up our friendship, tonight at the bar I almost attacked you I wanted you so badly. Then that pic, fuck you are so damn hot all the time.” She kissed his neck “Pilot light!” then punched him in the chest. “You asshole I was so pissed…..” He flinched at the strike then rolled her on her back kissing her. “sorry it was a joke I was already in my car on my way over. So you’re not worried about our friendship changing.” She reached down between them rubbing his cock. “It changed a long time ago you were just to stupid to act on it” He bit her on the breast as she cried out swatting at him. Again he took her hands and pressed them over her head with their eyes locked. “Well I’m acting on it now….hope its not too late” she smiled “It’s 4 am…….but its never too late.”
I marvel at the pure innocence and wonder in your eyes as you see the world. No matter the gloom or negativity you find a way to emanate warmth and beauty. Your love alone brings life to me and everything else you touch.
Best friends you never kept secrets but something the last few months had her so quiet. You sat there on the bed with her tracing circles on the sheet and her eyes lowered. “Come on, what is it? You can tell me anything.” She scrunched up her nose and fidgeted “Out with it, your scaring me.” You could see her eyes were wet.
“I don’t know how to say it but maybe it would be better if we were not……..I should probably not spend so much time over here.” She had been fantasizing about you and couldn’t tell you. Your eyes welled up “What? What did I do, did I say something?”
“No god no…I just…its me I can’t be around you..I mean.” Tears ran down your cheek as you were about to lose your best friend. “Tell me what I did, what I need to do, I love you.” She froze “I love you too, I just….”
“Well if you love me to then what is going on…talk to me please.” she confessed “I have feelings for you.” but you didn’t get it at first. “I know you love me I love you too.” Your repetitive reply let her know she was not being clear, she didn’t want to be clear but seeing you hurt was too much. “I like you, like you….you’re so beautiful and I just think about…I want to be more than friends.” Then you realized. “oh, oh god I didn’t know you were…I mean its ok I just never knew…”
She looked away and dried her eyes as did you. “You really like me like that.” She nodded with a weak smile and glossy gaze. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to do but I don’t want to lose you.” She sniffled a bit and in a moment of confidence she pulled off her top and her shorts as you watched then sat back down. “Am I pretty to you?” She was. She was beautiful and you could imagine what touching her would feel like. “God of course you are, your gorgeous.” You bit your lip and followed suit. Taking off your top slowly and then your shorts. You both sat there nervous and yet comforted by each other. You had always wondered about things like this, heard things. “What do we do?”
She moved closer and when her lips touched yours it was electrifying. Your body tingled all over and naturally you both moved closer and held each other. The kiss deepened. You felt her hand on your breast and how she caressed it. You were damp before she pulled her kiss away and covered your puckered nipple with her lips. She sucked so lovingly against you as you lay together. Her hand moved between your legs and you cupped her ass pulling her closer. It felt so good. She moved her mouth across your breasts and down your stomach. She opened your legs and gently slipped her tongue in you. You grasped for anything as you bucked under her mouth. Cumming wildly as you could actually feel her smile against your wet flesh.
She sat up and scissored her legs with yours and you could feel how wet she was. She rocked her hips slow at first, not knowing exactly how. She rubbed against you as you pressed against her. You could not stop shaking as you watched her looking at you. She loved you, you felt it, you loved her too. She moved faster, her moaning was like music to your ears. You came again and as wet as she was knew she had too. Faster, your wet folds brushing over each other until she had a powerful orgasm causing you to burst against her.
She fell down onto you kissing and lightly crying. You held each other all afternoon knowing that this was just the beginning for you both. A beautiful friendship filled with love with unexplored passions.
Exploring Desires 