5 comments/ 17208 views/ 1 favorites Scratching an Itch By: ladyofthemasque {Author's Note: This first-person story was inspired by a stray, aggravated comment from a friend, who shall remain thankfully nameless--well, that, and she knows where I live...} *************************** Oh, god...I can't believe I woke up feeling this way! I can't believe I've suffered this incessant need ALL day! I tried everything this morning to ease this need in my panties. Rubbing, stroking, scratching--I took a shower and rubbed the soapy, slippery scrubby between my thighs for what felt like half an hour, trying to relieve this burning need. Trying to scratch this desperate itch deep inside! How many different settings did I try on the shower massager? Geez...I don't know; spray, slow pulse, then fast and hard, and back again, all trying to get some sort of deep, intense relief. But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. All I did was take the edge off for a little while, leveled the top, but within ten minutes of drying off, it was there again, mocking me, taunting me, climbing right back up to an unsurmountable peak. Because of it, I debated, dress slacks for today, or nylons and a skirt? I chose the skirt, in the hopes that the lighter material covering my crotch would air out the dampness, maybe even dry up the need...but I wasn't that lucky. I squirmed in my car, shifting gears, changing lanes. I squirmed in my office chair, reading emails, typing reports. I bit my lip through a meeting, then hurried off--no, I *escaped* to the ladies' room, as soon as it was through, and I did things with my fingers in there that shouldn't be done in an office bathroom stall. I touched myself over and over, each time I visited the loo, prodding and poking and seeking a finger-based relief, but it still wasn't enough. It was hard to stifle my moans and present a polished, professional façade, and I was hungry for something that my lunch of chicken salad and a soda simply could not satisfy. I know my co-workers looked at me askance a few times through the; they knew there was something going on with me, something I was trying to hide. But not one of them had a clue as to the throbbing itch I desperately needed to satisfy. About an hour before the end of work, I knew I was defeated. There was no way I could focus, not with IT, between my legs, ruling supreme over body and mind. It was all I could do to pretend to work; the client I spoke with on the phone no doubt thought I was insane, breathing a little too heavily, pausing between replies as I gnawed on my lip, holding back the urge to shove my hand up under my skirt and go at it for all I was worth. With only ten minutes to go, I nearly did just that, then Thompson came in and wanted to go over the Hong-Wu file for some last minute changes, and I had to pretend my hand wasn't already up at the top of my thighs, trying to dig a convenient hole through my pantyhose. I didn't go straight home, however; instead, I swung by the drugstore. I had to get some relief, so I picked up a tube of my favorite creme, the one that was the most effective at quelling this deep of a need, and took it home. But, I had to wait. I squirmed. I crossed my legs and uncrossed them. I hobbled and bobbled and bounced with my knees, like I had to pee, but was unable to get into an occupied bathroom. I ate dinner with a grimace, shifting and wriggling my hips with impatience. I tried to watch t.v., but it was no good. My cunt--and by this point, there was no mincing words--had complete control of my concentration. So back into the shower I went. Soap and water, scrubby and massager. Oh, the relief was only temporary, but how GOOD that slick, slippery lather felt! How incredible was the pounding of the spray, as it beat the throbbing need into utter submission. Who would have thought a shower massager could become a Dominatrix of the Deluge? All I cared was that it was an utter delight. I played that water spray over my pussy lips, sighing and groaning and rolling my eyes back in my head. I did not leave until the water turned cool, but even that felt good, too. Shivering, I toweled off. Grabbing the box that contained the creme, I ripped it open with all the frenzy of a lusty barbarian on a bedslave raid, tearing the clothes from some terrified maid. I grabbed the plunger, filled it with creme, and shoved it into that crevasse of need. My finger squirted the creamy stuff deep inside, and I couldn't help it--I pumped the applicator in and out, in and out, desperate for relief! Finally, I turned down the lights and crawled into my bed, and did my best to try and get some sleep. Waiting for the yeast infection creme to work. Gah, I miss sex... Scratching An Itch "What can I be thinking?" I thought as the city faded into fields. "Seriously, what is going on with you that you would agree to such a thing. You have never met this woman and you've barely talked online and only once on the phone. Sure, you've seen pictures but that means absolutely nothing. She could be a total psycho and even if she IS really a woman, what kind of a woman agrees to this in such a short time." Talking out loud to myself. I did have to admit the thought of what was about to happen was exhilarating. Just then I realized I missed the exit. My exhilaration and excitement turned to almost fear as I didn't know when the next exit was and I hate to be late. I pressed harder on the gas pedal picking up speed finally seeing the next exit after what felt like an eternity but was probably no more than a minute at most. "A stoplight, come on. Do the cows really need a stoplight way out here? I know it is right off the interstate but seriously. A tractor can't travel that fast." I said beating my hand on the steering wheel. Finally the light changed and I got turned back in the right direction. My anticipation growing once again as I started to settle my fear of being late. Paying much closer attention this time I took the right exit and to my joy the rest stop was almost desolate. There was only one other car there and a semi that was parked close to the exit. I frantically looked for her car but saw nothing that could have even passed for the blue suv that she told me about. I found a semi secluded parking spot under the shade of a tree. I settled in trying to relax and lit another cigarette as I watched the sun set the light splitting into its red, yellow, and orange as it settled into the clouds. As the seconds ticked by my heart pounded first in my chest then into my neck and my head. Making my skull feel like the skin of a drum pounding out a primordial rhythm. Looking up after lighting my second cigarette, I saw it the blue suv pulling in slowly. Through the window I could see outline of her brunette hair and the glint of the fading sun shine off her face as she scanned the parking lot finally coming to rest on my car as she passed and pulled into the space behind my car. I didn't know quite what to do. Should I get out or should I just wait for her to come to my car. I decided on the later as to not look to excited and to just play it cool. (You see we had met on some dating website when I was intrigued by the fantasy she put in her profile. To put it simply she had stated that all she wanted was a very discreet and unencumbered meeting for mutual masturbation. So, I replied expressing I also had the same fantasy. We didn't really talk much, mainly just about the possibility and specifics of how we both wanted to experience this as well as exchange some pictures to make sure we knew what we were getting into and that we found each other attractive enough to be able to masturbate at the sight of one another.) I saw her fiddling around in her car for a bit, checking her hair and makeup. Finally, the door swung open and I saw the first glimpse of leg appear from her car. As she set her foot on the ground I noticed she was wearing quite possibly the sexiest heels I had ever seen. They were incredibly tall black pumps with a single strap that buckled around her ankle. My eyes quickly ran up her long, tight, silk encased leg as she swung her other leg out of the car. I got full view of the top of her stockings as both legs met. My breath got caught in my throat as she emerged from the darkness of her vehicle. She straightened her skirt as she stood. Her breasts strained against the white cotton of her blouse. They looked huge almost too large for her frame. My cock now engorged strained against my pants as I watched her walk the short distance from her door to my passenger door. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as her long brunette locks bounced as she walked and her breasts seemed to dance under her blouse. As she approached my car door I could see the shirt was almost see-through and although her breasts were incredibly perky she didn't appear to be wearing a bra. The tell tale rings of her piercings caught my full attention. She opened the door and slid in gracefully her skirt riding up to reveal the tops of her black micro fishnet stockings once again. My mouth was dry and I couldn't have spoke even if words were coming to me. I hadn't noticed my mouth gaping open and I was staring as if in a hypnotic trance. She just giggled but didn't say a word. I jumped as my neglected cigarette burned my fingers and brought me out of my trance. Once again she giggled and tipped down her sunglasses. Our eyes met for the first time and I was amazed by the beauty and intensity of her soft brown eyes. As she slowly pulled the glasses from her face her eyes traced down my body locking on the bulge in my pants. As she stared intently at the tent in my pants the tip of her tongue came seductively to the corner of her mouth. She traced the neck of her blouse with her fingertips drawing down to her first button. Slowly she undid the button keeping her eyes intently on my bulge. Then the second button came undone and she slipped her hand inside cupping her breast massaging it slowly. Pulling her hand from inside her blouse the third button came undone. My eyes never left her hand as she undid the fourth button. Once again her hand disappeared inside and massaged her breast this time giving her nipple a little tweak. Sliding her hand across her chest, pulling the blouse open she massaged the other breast and rolled her nipple in her fingers. Reaching down she pulled up on the lever and slid the seat all the way back. Running her hand slowly up her leg she lifted her ass pulling up her skirt giving my first glimpse of her beautifully shaven, and driping-wet pussy. Her red fingernails traced the lacy tops of her stockings and the suspenders of her garters as my car filled with her intoxicating smell. I couldn't take my eyes from her gorgeous legs and her glistening, delicate lips. Her hand rose to my chin as she brought my eyes to hers. Our eyes locked intensely as she reached down and slowly undid my pants. She reached in and I felt as if I would lose control and cum right there as her nails ran across my shaft as she delicately yet firmly grasped my cock. Pulling it from my pants her gaze left mine and locked squarely on my straining member. Tugging slightly to free it completely from its denim confines. A soft moan of approval escaped her lips as she replaced her hand with mine. Her hands were once again on her body, one hand massaging her breasts and tweaking her nipples as she traced her nails over her swollen lips. Slowly I began stroking myself as I watched this goddess of a woman whom I didn't even know her real name play with her succulent pussy. My cock twitched and a moan crossed her lips as she plunged her finger into her wetness. My head was reeling watching her stroke her finger in and out. I could hear the soft wet sounds of her ministrations as I tightened my grip on my cock and began to stroke faster. She began to moan softly as she tweaked her nipple and run her finger over her swollen clit. Her head fell back and her moans got louder as her hips began to buck into her hand. She became impossibly more beautiful as she lost herself in what she was doing. My mouth watering, I longed to taste and caress this gorgeous woman masturbating less than a foot away. My own strokes became faster and my moans came louder as I used both hands to pleasure myself. Her head shot up and her eyes locked with mine with the most intense lust I have ever seen. Her moans seemed to call to me as if they were my name as they increased in intensity and pitch. Her face contorted with the ecstasy she was bringing herself to. Sweat glistening off her brow her head dropped back again as her moans got lost in her throat then finally releasing into a guttural scream. Her breathing quickened and all of a sudden stopped as her body tightened and her legs wrapped tightly around her hand. She relaxed all of a sudden and lazily rolled her head over to look straight into my eyes with a look of release and relaxation. I myself had forgotten about my cock as I watched in amazement at this woman who had transformed in front of my eyes into the epitome of love, lust and sexuality. Her breathing slowed as she stared at me and I became aware once again of the strain and almost pain of my own engorged phallus. My strokes were immediate and fast as the need to release became more and more urgent. Moaning and grunting running my hand faster and faster along my shaft I couldn't take my eyes from hers as my balls tightened and my hips bucked. She leaned in close to me lazily massaging her breasts intently staring at my cock as the shaft filled with cum. She licked her intensely red lips as the first drops oozed from my tip. My head fell back as I let out a loud and intense moan as I the first shot leaped from my cock hitting her on the cheek. At once she grabbed my cock and took me into her mouth as cum continued to shoot from my cock. She took it all expertly devouring and swallowing all of it and driving me to higher and higher levels of ecstasy. Once she drained my cock of all it had to offer she raised her head and looked me in the eye with a twinkle of accomplishment in her eye. She daintily wiped the edge of her mouth with her finger and softly kissed me on the lips. "Thank you." She whispered in my ear, uttering the first and only words spoken, giving it a teasing little lick then opened my car door, stepped out, pulled her skirt back down then walked to her car and drove away. Scratching an Itch Boy oh boy did I ever get my itch scratched today... (A quick note: I recently posted a short recollection in the GLBT Chatter forum about the first time a guy took my ass. Just writing about it and reading several hot PMs people sent me got me itchin' to get fucked again after several years of semi-retirement from the bi world. So, I e-mailed a buddy from my past and he said he'd be happy to help me out. Here's what happened exactly as it happened. Enjoy!) I drove my Jeep through the latest "Storm of the Century" about 25 minutes to head over to his place. He has a nice home in the burbs, a great career and a mission in life to top masculine, mostly straight guys like me. I parked at the curb and trudged through the snow up to his door. I was a little nervous but also ready for a nice submissive afternoon. I have a very cool but demanding job and a girlfriend who loves me to be in charge, so the idea of just giving up all of that every once in while has great appeal to me. I hadn't seen him in a couple of years and he greeted me at the door with a big smile and tent pole jutting out inside his robe. I pulled the door shut behind me, reached under his robe and grabbed his cock. He proceeded to jump about a foot in the air because my hands were freezing from the walk up his drive. I said, "Shit, sorry...let me warm that up for you." Then I got down on my knees right in his foyer and took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. He doesn't have a long tent pole...maybe 6", but it's thick and has a slight upward curve and a perfect triangular head. Exactly the kind of cock that fits my ass. I reached up under his robe and cupped and squeezed his butt cheeks while I worked his cock as far as I could into my throat. I'm not big on the gagging thing but he really seemed to appreciate the effort. I looked up and he had his eyes closed and was just murmuring "Oh fuck...Oh fuck...Oh fuck...Oh fuck." After a minute, he pulled me to my feet and led me through the house to his bedroom. He plopped down in a big chair in the corner and told to me to undress and that he wanted to watch me. He particularly seemed to enjoy the fact that I wasn't wearing underwear and my hard cock popped out of my jeans when I slid them down. I stood naked in front of him and stroked myself for a few seconds. He was kind enough to compliment me on my 48-year-old body. I'm lousy about working out, but I still look pretty good for an old dude. By the way, he's a good-looking guy. Just hit 40. Married and divorced 10 years ago. No kids. Not tall, but handsome face and a compact sort of gymnast body. Dark hair and dark-skinned due to an Italian heritage and the tanning booth. A little hairy, but not a candidate for the primate building at the zoo. Nice smile, smart and funny. I like him. I walked over to him and told him my cock was a little cold too. He kissed the head and licked the shaft a little and immediately reached between my legs and started fingering my hole. That made me shudder a little because it felt fantastic and I suddenly remembered he was going to put that fat hard cock of his in there in a bit. We moved over to his bed and crawled under the covers together, both kind of shivering from being cold and excited. We made out...kissing and exploring each other's bodies. I slid all the way down under the covers and got his cock back in my mouth again. I tickled his balls with my fingertips and ran my nails lightly up and down his taint going back and forth between his balls and his ass. I know it feels good on me and I guessed (correctly) he'd like it too. He was moaning a lot but then said clearly, "Lick my ass." So I did...but not right away. I worked down slowly, sucking his balls and then just using the tip of my tongue down his taint (which was shaved, thankfully) to his anus. I spread his ass cheeks and just barely flicked his asshole with my tongue for a looooong time. He was, as you might imagine, going crazy from the light teasing touches. I caught him offguard when I stuck my tongue into his asshole as far as I could and gave it several big swirls. His ass was nice and wet with my saliva and I happily ate away at it for a while. I started to slip the tip of my finger in along with my tongue and it slid right in. He was going wild from the ass play and I started to think it might be fun to fuck him too. I guess he read my mind because he pulled away from me and said, "I need to fuck that ass of yours now." I sucked his cock quickly one more time before emerging from under the covers up to face him. I looked him in the eyes, swallowed hard, and took the submissive plunge: "I'll do whatever you want me to. Treat me like your little fuck toy this afternoon. Just please fuck my ass." He smiled and rolled me over on my back and grabbed a few pillows and shoved them under my ass. He reached over and grabbed a condom and lube from his bedside drawer. He poured a bunch of lube over my cock and into his hand and proceeded to grease up my cock and rub it down between my ass cheeks. Every time his fingers went across my asshole I breathed harder. Without warning he slid a finger all the way into me. Ohhhh...felt fucking great. Then a second finger. He found my prostate and started probing it. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Here it comes, I thought. But instead of continuing to finger fuck me, he climbed up and straddled my chest and put his cock inches from my lips. I tried to reach up to guide it into my mouth but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them back behind my head. I barely opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in hard and started thoroughly face-fucking me. Spit was flying everywhere and I was gagging and trying to suck all at once. He rubbed his wet cock all over my face and "slapped" my cheek with it a few times. "You like this don't you, cocksucker?" I quietly said, "Yes. He reached around behind him and gave my cock a few quick pumps and then slid a finger back into my ass. I really wanted his dick instead and told him so. He got down between my legs and put two fingers in me and pulled upwards hard enough to almost lift me off the pillows. My hole was well stretched. He grabbed the condom and rolled it on and put another gob of lube on the tip of his cock and said, "What do you want me to do?" "Fuck me please," I heard myself say. He put the tip of his cock up against my ass and began to slowly work it around my hole and tease me. He totally owned me at that point and he knew it. "What do you want?" He's looking down into my eyes with my ankles up over his shoulders and his cock poised right at the point of going into me. "I want you to fuck me with that big beautiful cock...please." I was nearly begging. He reached down again and put his thumb all the way inside of me and wiggled it. "Are you sure?" "Yes...fuck me right now." And he did. He slid his cock into me in pretty much one motion and held it there, completely inside me, for probably 30 seconds. It felt like a a beer can in there but that feeling of being completely full is indescribable. Then he started to fuck me slowly, rotating his hips around and grinding his pelvis against my ass cheeks. He lowered his chest down to mine and kissed me...deep...while his cock pushed even farther up into me. Then he pulled out and sat up and sort of adjusted the pillows under my ass, raising me higher, and positioning his cock at my hole again and whispered, "You're going to be my little bitch now." I just said "Yes, please, yes." He started fucking me in earnest. Fucking me for himself, not for my pleasure. And it felt amazing. I looked down and watched his dick go in and out of me and saw that my cock was dribbling precum all over my stomach. I wasn't completely hard but I felt like I could cum at any second because he was smashing against my prostate with every stroke. "Tell me how much you love this," he said. "I love it...don't stop," I said. "Tell me you'll come down here and be my personal cocksucker whenever I want." "I will...any time...just call." "This is my ass now isn't it?" "Fuck yes, it's all yours...you own it." "Next time I might tie you up and fuck you all night...do you want that?" "God yes!" "I might even invite a couple more buddies over and let them fuck you too..." That did it. Between having my ass pounded and the incredibly hot talk, I just started shooting cum all over both of us. I'd only done this once before when being fucked so it kind of surprised me. He felt it and reached down and stroked me hard until I finished with a shudder. Suddenly, my entire body was overstimulated and I tried to pull away from his cock. But he wasn't done. He grabbed my legs and held and kept fucking me hard even though I was sort of writhing around from having waaaay too much pleasure at one time. He finally started going over the edge and pulled out, ripped the condom off and slid up next to me, furiously jerking his dick over my face and chest. The first spurt hit me in the chin and neck, but plenty of it got into my open mouth. A little hot salty treat on a cold afternoon. I can still kind of taste it hours later as I write this. We pretty much collapsed together for a few minutes and talked about how fucking great it had been. He asked me if I wanted a shower but I turned it down, partly because I sort of liked the idea of having the dried cum all over my chest and neck the rest of the day. We got dressed and he was walking me to the door. I asked him if he was serious about wanting to tie me up or have other guys come over and use me. He said, "Hell yes. Your ass is mine now. So's your mouth." With that, I hopped back in my cold car and headed home to write this story and think about having three or four or five guys do whatever they want with me the next time I need to scratch the itch. Scratching an Itch? This was the third time we had met, gradually innocence was lost and desire began to control our actions. The first time was in the park, in public with a gentle walk and lots of talking, a few brief touches, holding hands and a couple of stolen kisses. The fire being primed and fed with enough fuel to blaze a path to who knows where. The second meeting was more discreet, both knowing our desire to be alone desperately smouldering but unsure about where we wanted this to go. We chose lunch in your car, again in an out of the way park. Away from prying eyes this time, offering more privacy and anonymity that we felt was needed. At last we managed to spark and we melded together like vapours in a mist. Exciting and sensual though our meeting was it was also rushed and interrupted. Ultimately our privacy was not total and so our intimacy was denied too. As I step over the threshold of your doorway my heart is beating like a drum, I can almost hear the booming in my ears as blood rushes around my body and I try to keep my breathing in check. You look stunning, simple jeans and a tight white t-shirt. Your figure displayed beautifully, your full breasts contained but visibly rising with each deep breath – maybe you are trying to control your composure too. You close the door behind me and I am on you, lips meeting lips, tongues battling in each other's mouths as my hands grasp you hard and hold you tight against my needy body. We kiss for only a few moments but long enough to ensure we have said hello properly. I slip my shoes off and you take my hand offering to quickly show me around your house. We walk into your large living room, light flooding in from the windows that deliver a view of the sprawling countryside, almost devoid of other inhabitancy just trees and fields for as far as the eye can see. I grasp you around the waist and pull you in for another kiss, softer this time, savouring your taste on my lips and swimming in the sparkle of your eyes. Still close to you I tell you to put your hands in the air above you head, which you do without hesitation. Gripping the bottom of your t-shirt I lift it up over your stomach and breasts, up over your shoulders and head and off you completely. Your arms still in the air, I let my hand caress down your arm and body briefly grazing your breast over your white bra before gliding to the back of your jeans as I lean in to kiss you again. Tongues dancing deeply as we push our bodies closer together again. This time you break the kiss and again take my hand to continue your tour, out of the living room to the foot of the stairs. Blushing you tell me you feel all self-conscious with your top off, I respond by saying you are beautiful and there is nothing to be self-conscious about. You are stunning, simple as that. You lead me upstairs and the tour begins to become pointless, all the doors upstairs are open and we can see a bathroom and three bedrooms. I stand silently looking at you, hand still holding yours. We both look at the open doors before you begin moving forward and to our right and into one of the bedrooms. In the bedroom I release your hand as you quickly pull the curtains together a little then turn to face me. Neither of us needs to say anything, actions now being the language of the moment and I put my arms around you and kiss you hard, my want and desire showing in my kiss. Your kiss mirroring mine as our hand begin roaming over the others bodies. My hands go to your bra, deftly unhooking the clasp and allowing the two parts to slip away, slowly pulling the strap off your first shoulder before it falls to the floor under its own weight. My hand is immediately on you, lifting one of your breasts feeling its exotic weight as my thumbs brushes over your extended nipple. I roll your hard nipple between my finger and thumb, marvelling at the fact I am touching you and your body is responding to me. My head lowers and kisses your neck, then your shoulder, then throat before working down to your breast and taking your nipple into my mouth. Teeth gently pulling, tongue circling, lips worshiping your dark, hard nub. I take a step back and slowly, purposefully undo my tie, folding it and putting it in my pocket before unbuttoning my shirt as you watch me from a foot away. You hands on my neck and my arm as the shirt moves and reveals my body to you. I remove my shirt completely and for some reason hang it up behind me before returning my attention back to you. Stand now half naked in front of me, I reach for your jeans and pop the top button open then slide the zip down. My eyes flitting briefly between your blue eyes, your open sexy lips and your jeans as I push them gently down your thighs. As the jeans pool around your calves you step out of them casually, now dressed only in a small white thong. I turn you around to get a good look at your ass before slapping your ass cheek and leaving my hand in place to feel the fullness of your sexy ass. You laugh with the slap and suggest I've wanted to do that to you for ages, smiling I agree but that's just the tip of what I want to do to you. Grasping your thong I slip that down and off of you before pushing you gently backwards towards the bed. You don't need much encouragement and climb onto the bed as I remove my socks and undo my trousers, again taking time to fold them neatly and hang them out of the way. My boxer shorts though are off quickly and I move towards you on the bed. You are sitting up waiting for me so as I get close you reach for me and pull me on top of you, our naked bodies pressing firmly against each other. My lips crushing against yours, my chest pressing on your breasts, and my hard cock sandwiched between us. I feel you open your legs as your arms wrap around me, your hands seem to be everywhere, in my hair on my back, on my ass pulling me on to you. Your touch is electric, every inch of your body connecting with mine feels like a spark of electricity as I am flooded with sensations and overwhelmed with your presence. I so want you, I need you but I have patience and waiting is half the fun. I pull back and kiss down your body, slowly kissing and licking your skin, neck, chest, breast, nipples. Fingers joining in, squeezing and pulling as my tongue and mouth taste your skin. I move lower, avoiding your stomach – I remember your dislike of that area of your body (incidentally it looked fine and gorgeous just like the rest of you) and kiss the junction at the top of your thigh and pelvis, then lower down your leg until I have moved completely off the foot of the bed. I see you raise your head as you wonder what is happening and there is a look of surprise in your eyes as I grasp both of your ankles and pull you physically down the bed until your bum is almost to the edge. I'm now kneeling on the floor between your legs, your pussy is inches away from my face. Your pussy is trimmed with just a small patch of dark hair, and a small string loop is protruding from your visibly damp lips. I know exactly what the string is, having told you I wanted you to use them today. I rub my thumb up and down your lips and you audibly sigh from having contact in that area, I softly pull the string loop down a little and tease a finger between your lips. You are very wet, but you have had the love balls inside your pussy for about an hour and my finger eases into your little pussy without any resistance. You had been leaning forward a little watching me touch you. But with my finger inside you, your head has collapsed back onto the bed eyes closed and mouth open now lost in your own private pleasure. Twisting my finger a little I feel the balls inside you and move them gently and my finger probes inside your hole. Your scent is intoxicating, musky and sweet. Before I realise my mouth is on you licking and sucking at your lips, savouring your juice and your flavour, licking my own slick finger as it slips out of your pussy covered in your love juice. In and out my finger moves, my mouth moving up fractionally seeking your pleasure button. Your change of breathing and small noises indicating I might be on the right track. My tongue flat and wide lapping at your clit, then pointy and circling it. In between letting my mouth close over you completely and sucking. I pull a little at the string and you gasp as a ball pops free, then again as I remove them completely, to be replaced by two fingers deep inside you. My licking continues, my pace now steady and consistent as I feel you slip a hand towards your pussy and spread yourself under my mouth, opening yourself wide to my ministrations while you move slightly to maximise your pleasure. My tongue now flicking your clit firmly as my fingers rest inside you, filling your pussy and softly rubbing your g spot. Your breathing already ragged now coming in short sharp bursts and your spare hand moves from playing with your hard nipples into my hair – holding my head in place pushing me harder onto your pussy. Your body is twitching beneath me, stomach and thigh muscles contracting as you moan and force my head harder into you. You gasp and try to lift up your hips and I hear a stifled cry as you cum under me, pressure on my fingers and your pussy clenches and my mouth and tongue continue to suck and lick at your clit. I slow my tongue action, switching to a gentle sucking before your hands grasp the sides of my face and pull me away from your swollen pussy up towards your breathless mouth, my lips smeared with your scent and juice. Encouraged by your forceful hands I quickly smother your body, our naked torsos melting together as I lay between your still spread legs, my face hovering directly over yours, the look of satisfaction and pleasure in your eyes wonderful to behold. You raise your head and engage in a flurry of small nipping, sucking kisses, all over my lips before finally sinking into a deep passionate kiss, your taste still swirling around my mouth but now shared between us in a lovers cocktail as we hungrily kiss and suck each other's mouths and tongues. Almost without effort I find my cock at the entrance of your pussy and with a small thrust I am in you, you feel amazing, hot, very wet and it seems I can feel everything as I slowly push fully inside you. Only for a second as I enter you do I break our kiss, and then only to sigh with satisfaction. I surprise you by gently moving inside you for only a few seconds before withdrawing and sitting on the edge of the bed. Pulling you upright and then telling you to get on your knees in front of me, you don't hesitate and quickly kneel on the floor between my legs, your hands moving up my thighs before reaching my erect and now wet cock. I don't need to say anything as you begin with soft light kisses up the length of my shaft before your mouth engulfs me and your suck on my cock. One hand around my base moving up and down, your mouth bobbing gently, sucking and licking. Each time taking me a little more into your mouth until I feel your nose pressing against my pubes. Your hand continues to rise and fall stretching my skin, which in turn is teased by your tongue and lips as you work on driving me over the edge. My control is fading fast and you sense it, your hand and mouth both increasing in speed and pressure, a noisy sucking a slurping sound as you suck hard and I begin to gasp. I grab your hair, taking a grip on your head to hold you in place as I feel the contractions start in my balls and you sink your mouth as deeply onto me as you can, my cock twitches and I groan. I can feel my cock shooting blast after blast of hot creamy cum into your mouth but you continue to bob and suck, your hand now still but your tongue dancing and circling over me, my groans and sighs subsiding to be replaced by the soft slurping as you capture the last few drops of cum and swallow me down. Grinning like you are very pleased with yourself you finally let my cock slip from your mouth, kissing it once or twice more before launching yourself onto me and kissing me hard on the lips. We both crawl up and onto the bed properly, both breathing heavily but our bodies still pressed firmly together. It seems softer now, maybe the carnal requirement satisfied for now has been replaced by a more loving less urgent need. Our kisses continue, experimentally to see what the other likes, I nibble on your lip, your ear, your throat. You run a hand over my hair and neck, my shoulders and back. Slowly as we kiss and touch each other the stirrings of desire and want begin to re-emerge, they were never far, just temporarily dormant – recovering. But now they are back with a stronger need and they must again be satisfied. My hands are on you, in your hair, on your neck, on your breasts. Touching you everywhere, I love the sounds you make as I caress your body, I think the noises alone without the heavenly feel of your skin would make me hard but the combination just intensifies my desire. I dwell on your breasts, my fingers teasing your nipples, my palms flattening your ample breasts before I return to your nipples with a pinch and a squeeze. You can feel me against your thigh as my stiffness increases and you snake a hand between us and take hold of me erect cock. Holding me firmly and slowly moving me again. I kiss your breasts, lingering around your nipples, savouring the hardened points, wetting them with little licks and blowing on them before nipping your lightly with my teeth. Again you make your delicious noises from the briefest of pleasures, I think a CD of your sounds alone could make me cum, but I want to cum with you, in you and I want it now. I kiss upwards from your breasts over your throat and under your chin, your tilt your head back to expose more of your neck to me and I oblige and kiss every last little inch. Progressing to your cheek and then to the corner of your gapping gorgeous mouth. I am over you now, your body beneath me. You are pinned but not resisting, you have already parted your legs so I can have you. My stiff cock once again nuzzling against your damp pubic mound. I adjust position and slip inside you again burying myself deep in your pussy. You close your eyes, giving yourself to the feeling of our intimate connection as I raise and lower my hips slowly and begin to fuck you like I have wanted to for longer than I can remember. I am not rushing, I want to savour this, I want to enjoy every moment with you and extract every ounce of pleasure physically possible. Slowly slowly, as right now you are mine and mine alone. Having cum so recently I know I can hold back for some time now so I can concentrate on you and making sure you get the most out of this, we fuck gently for a time, slowly moving in and out of you. Deep but soft thrusts, all the time kissing and telling you how beautiful you are. My hands roaming all over you. From your hair and face to your mouth where you suck on my finger, down to your neck – an area which you like and respond well to attention there, the slightest kiss or touch easily bringing signs of pleasure to your face and an accompanying noise to signal your approval. Lower still my hands cajole your chest and your breasts. I can never get enough of your breasts, soft fleshy mounds of you tipped with a peak of sensitivity I just want to kiss, suck and bite on all day just to watch you react. You are not idle as you lay beneath me, your hands too are busy roaming. One in my hair, occasionally pulling it a little or rubbing my neck before guiding me towards you for a kiss. The other is on my back. Sliding freely up and down, fingers tracing my spine down to my ass where you hold and try to direct and encourage my slow teasing fucking motion. We shift position easily me rolling on to my back and you sitting up and straddling me, you take the initiative and quickly guide my slick cock back into your pussy before sinking hard onto me and playing with your hair for a moment. I realise you are tying your hair back into a pony tail to keep it out of your face. The movement of your hands and arms up playing with your hair causing your breasts to raise and jiggle. Much to my pleasure as I lay watching you. I can't resist your jiggling breasts and casually cup both breasts, squeezing and kneading them in the palms of my hands, marvelling at you as you smile and finish with your hair. That feels good you tell me, keeping your elbows high in the air and you start to rock your hips as I tease and play with your nipples. Your rocking motion becomes a shallow bounce and your hands drop onto my chest to give you some stability. Each time you lift and let yourself drop onto me my hard cock pushes deep into your pussy. Sensations of warmth and wetness as your tight little hole grips me filling my head, my instinct takes over and I thrust up into you to match each plummet of your pussy my hands dropping to your hips so I can apply more pressure with my thrusts. Your body is reacting to our intimacy and the noises I love so much slowly begin to rise again, small changes in your breathing, the occasional gasp or low moan. I know you can feel something building and I want it. You lean forward, hands in my hair and our lips mash together tongues forcing their way into each other's mouths as I now grip your hips hard and fuck up into you. Your movements now stilled as I take over increase the speed of my thrusts. We fuck like this for a few minutes but I don't think it is quite hitting your spot so I opt for a change again. Rolling you over so once again you are on your back, I break my kiss and move to take a nipple in my mouth briefly trapping it between my teeth and pulling before going lower down your body. I assume you think I am going to lick your pussy again as your hand goes onto my head and your legs spread a little more but I slip out of your grasp and off the end of the bed. Grabbing your legs I pull you like before and ease you down the bed but instead of dipping my head to suck you I lean over you and take hold of your arms, clasping your hands together and moving them high above your head. I hold you in place like this with one hand, as I guide myself into you with the other. I have always wanted to fuck you like this, you know that, it's probably a power thing, one step short of actually tying you up but being in control. You are naked beneath me, controlled, impaled and you look fucking sexy. I ease into you and then begin to thrust, as the force of the thrusts build your breasts begin to bounce and ride up your chest before settling softly back before they bounce again with the next thrust. This vision alone is mesmerising, but the feel of your eyes burning into me as we fuck is inescapable. Those eyes blue and bright, shinning. Blinding me with an intensity, only matched by my own desires and needs. Your whole face glows, from the soft line of your jaw to the delicate perspiration forming at the edge of your hairline, everything about you makes me want more. Your open mouth allowing soft moans of pleasure to escape as I thrust harder, releasing my grip on your hands and grasping your hips and thighs so I can increase my tempo and drive hard into you. You're losing yourself now, moaning as I continue to slam your pussy harder now. Your breasts are wildly bouncing up and down, completely out of sync with my thrusting now, and with a longer moan you arch slightly pushing your breast up into the air as your pussy spasms and you cum for the second time, my hard cock still ramming hard into you a few more times, squeezed by your internal muscles as you buck and ride out your orgasm. As you slowly subside I sink onto you pressing my weight against you, enveloping your delicate frame with upper body and sinking into a deep and passionate kiss. Scratching an Itch? We rest like this for a time, maybe a minute maybe ten. Kissing and toying with softly with the others face as you come down and I recover my breath. Fucking you is such fun but also so energy draining, I wish I was fitter, stronger so I could make love to you for hours. We crawl up the bed to a more comfortable position, wrapped in each other's arms, enjoying being so close and you basking in your post-orgasmic glow. We lay side by side facing each other, tender kisses pass between us, me biting your lip a little as I see your grin of satisfaction. My hands are wondering again and slip deftly down your body and onto your ass, pulling you against me. My softening cock still nestling between us. You move your leg and rest it over the top of my thigh bringing us closer and allowing my fingers to brush against your pussy as my hand caresses from over your thigh and ass to between your legs from behind. A finger runs the length of your lips, not entering you but playing, toying at your entrance, trailing wetness from your clit down to near your ass hole. But I'm not going there, not today. I want that to be another fresh adventure, today there is still more I want to explore and experience. If I had been beginning to soften, the touch of your pussy has reignited my lust and the firmness is quickly returning between my legs, my twitching and growth doesn't go unnoticed and you slip a hand between us and massage my cock back to full potential. We touch each other gently and kiss for a few minutes before you push me onto my back and sit up, moving to your knees and swinging one leg over me to straddle my groin again. This time you have your back to me, your rose and petal tattoo on the small of your back the only landmark on your beautiful skin but even that can't drag my attention from you guiding me back into your wet pussy. Again I slip into you easily and the joy of being inside you fills me with a sense of satisfaction and pleasure. You bend forward slightly keeping your hand at your pussy as you move and rock your hips. The angle of your body generating pressure and friction in new and sensitive places inside you, your hand either making sure I don't escape or there for clitoral stimulation I don't know but this position is good for you. Within seconds you are moaning again, and your rocking increasing in tempo. The tattoo becoming a blur as you thrash forwards and backwards on me before you groan hard and sitting bolt upright putting all your weight straight down onto my invading cock. I lean forward cupping your breasts from behind and slowly ease you back, so you can lie flat against my chest, unfolding your legs and unfortunately allowing my cock to slip from your cum drenched pussy. You crane your neck and find my mouth waiting for you. You lips meeting mine and parting to be devoured fuelling my hunger for you again. You slip off my body and cuddle into me, head nestled into my shoulder, hand resting on my chest toying with my chest hair. I still have my arms wrapped around you. I never want you to leave. My fingers are playing up and down your side, from your ribcage down to your hip, tracing little patterns and shapes as they meander up and down. Your hand on my chest, fingers mirroring the patterns as best you can manage, except you are just in one place. On and around my nipples. As I return to your hips once more I venture between your legs and softly stroke your inner thighs. Your head leans forward to kiss my chest and your hand begins to drift south over my belly towards my cock. Your fingers close around me and leisurely start to stroke, in response I move my fingers and begin to tease your lips with light soft strokes. We lay resting, relaxing and gently stimulating the other for a few moments lost in the tranquillity and soft pleasure, but my inner needs are building and I can only resist so much of your touch. I feel the urge rise up in my and demand I take you again, and with that I'm lost. Easily I roll on top of you, there is no resistance to my movement, your legs part and your hips raise to meet me, my cock rubbing against your wet lips once, twice before finding its own way into you. I thrust hard and fast, slamming against you. Knowing my control is on the edge and wanting desperately to claim you as mine. I hammer into you harder and harder, and your gasps send me over the precipice. Unable to contain it any longer I cum, one final deep thrust and I still inside you, the only movement now my contracting balls and straining cock as jet after jet of my own juice is pumped deep inside you. Collapsing spent onto your body I feel your arms wrap around me and kisses being planted on my neck and shoulders as I lay motionless and sated. I could sleep here warm and cosy, with you. Inside you. But we both know it is not to be. We wait together in an embrace until both of us recover enough strength to move, before we slip off the bed and move to get cleaned up. Shower – hmmm maybe there is a little strength left in me yet.