0 comments/ 12859 views/ 4 favorites A Night with My Lover By: ianarm I walk into your bedroom with my hair cascading over my shoulders and my breasts gently swaying with each step I take you watch me closely as I swing my hips from side to side as I walk towards you naked except for my feet in black heels. I move behind your chair and kiss your head as I run my hands down your sides and sniff your hair which smells of summer flowers and is intoxicating. The red lace bra and panties you wear look divine against your skin. I kiss around the side of your head to your ear and as I gently nibble my hands move to your breasts, cupping them, pulling at your nipples. You reach behind you, unclip your bra and shrug it from your body and then you ease your panties over your hips and let them fall to the floor. I get a brief glimpse of your naked mound which brings a big smile to my face. As you sit back I go back to nibbling on your ear and again cup your breasts, they feel wonderful and heavy in my palms with you're nipples proud and hard out from your breasts. I roll them in my fingers hearing a sigh from your lips as I do so. I stand up straight and spin your chair around so that you are now facing me. I get on my knees and gently open your legs before shuffling between them. I lean in and you meet me half way as our lips meet and gently part allowing our tongues to entwine as our arms embrace as we melt into each other. I break away and kiss your neck, down your chest to your heaving breasts. I kiss around your wonderful globes before licking the crease on the underside before moving up circling your nipples then gently blowing them. I suck each nipple in turn noting your head has gone back and you begin to moan at my manipulations. I run my tongue between your breasts, lower across your tummy and down to your mound. I gently nibble at your mound as I place my hands on your ass cheeks and ease you forward to the edge of the chair. Now I have access I note that your outer lips are engorged and open and I can spy your wetness. I run my tongue from your mound to your clit and I flick it with my tongue causing you to jerk and moan. Finally I suck on that precious little bud of yours as you moan and buck your pussy into my mouth. I feel your hands on my head and running your fingers running through my hair. I lick lower to the entrance of your sex, I taste you for the first time and this spurs me on. My tongue enters your sweet cavern trying to get deep inside of you. I lift your legs and place them on my shoulders giving me even greater access to that hot pussy of yours as I lick further down to your tight puckered hole. I lick and probe until I feel your anal muscles loosen and my tongue probes within your ass after I make sure it is nice and wet from the tonguing I had just given you. I suck on my finger and enter it into your ass inch by inch until I have my whole finger deep inside your ass and gently finger fuck you as I lick your hot wet pussy again. You are moaning loudly now and your breathing is ragged, I slip 2 fingers from my other hand inside your hot wet cunt and find your g-spot. I rub it vigorously as your tummy tightens and you hump my fingers like a wanton woman. My head bends and latches onto your clit as your hands grab my head tightly and pull me hard onto your grinding clit. Your orgasm takes hold and you arch your back as you shudder and I lower my mouth to your entrance to enjoy all of your sweet offering. As your orgasm subsides I lean forward to French kiss with you and share your orgasm with you. After our kiss I hold you tightly around your middle with my head on your tummy and my breasts against your sticky thighs. We lay there saying nothing to each other as nothing needs to be said. Your hand begins to stroke my head as you run your fingers through my hair as we lay there for ages just content to be in each other's arms as we fall into a deep sleep. A Night with my Lover It had been quite possibly the worst day at work I have ever had. Ever. Nothing went right, my boss was a heartless bitch, and for some reason, my hands shook all day long. I was there for almost 13 hours, which happens all too often anymore. I was supposed to go out tonight with a guy I have been dating for about four months, but I knew I was going to be too exhausted. I had called him on my lunch, which was late as usual, and told him that it was going to be a long night and that we should probably reschedule. He suggested that instead of going out, we should stay in and eat dinner and watch a movie. I told him that it would be perfect and that he could go to my place before I got off work so he could get dinner ready. He said that he would love to and that he would see me later. When I pulled up and got out of my car, the first thing I noticed was that I was already drenched from the humidity, even though it was 10 o'clock at night. A nice long shower would be lovely after a day like today. Second thing I noticed, candles had been lite and they lined the sidewalk leading to my door. I knew that my boyfriend had said that he was a bit of a romantic and I had seen just a taste of it, but never on this scale. I could only imagine what the inside was like. I walked in and instantly stopped. The lights were dimmed, the A/C was on, and there were little groupings of candles all over the living room leading into the kitchen/dining room. As I followed the trail of rose petals on the floor, I stopped in the doorway and there stood my man. All 6'2 of him. He had on a white dress shirt that was unbuttoned midway down and black pants and he had a rose in his hand. Everytime I looked at him, I couldn't get over how sexy he was, but now, he looked like he just walked off the cover of a romance novel. I was stunned. He laughed softly and said, "You look like a deer in the headlights." I smiled and laughed, which I did neither of all day. I said, "I just didn't expect all this. I'm speechless." I had never seen my apartment like this. There were orange tiger lillies everywhere in little vases. I must have only told him once months ago that they were my favorites. "You are incredible," I told him and I walked over to him gave him a hug. He just shrugged, and said, "I figured you needed it." I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back, and then he leaned down and kissed me. I never got used to kissing him. Most guys try to set their own rhythm and it was usually fast and involved lots of tongue. He moved with my speed and it blissful and sweet and amazing. I must of swayed because his hands went to my waist and held me still. God he had big hands. He wasn't a huge buff guy, but pressed as close as we were, I could tell he had quite a bit of muscle tone. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip before he ended it, then pulled back and said, "You taste as sweet as you look." I smiled a bit and said, "Oh that's not me, that's the mango smoothie I had for lunch." He just laughed and said, "No wonder your stomach is growling." I was definitely hungry, even more so now that I could smell food. I said, "I smell spaghetti, and if it is, that would make this whole night my version of heaven." Sure enough, it was. He showed me that the sauce was still cooking, and he said, "I like to take my time with sauce. It's got another 20 to 30 minutes to go. Why don't you go take a shower, wash all that tension away, get comfy, and come back and it'll be done." He gave me another kiss and sent me on my way. I was not going argue. When I got undressed and in the shower, I just stood there for a good 5 minutes and let the water run over me. I used my vanilla soap, which I knew he loved. After I washed my hair and got out, I started to think about what I was going to wear. He said "comfy", but there was no way I was going to wear my sweats with him dressed like that. I went with a little black dress that I had that was actually pretty comfortable and sexy at the same time. I did my hair really quick, added on a dash of makeup, and walked back into the kitchen barefoot. He had set the table and had the spaghetti on our plates and as I walked in, he was just putting the garlic bread in a bowl, looked up, and almost dropped it. I forgot that he hadn't seen me dressed up before, and even though I thought that I still looked like hell, he got this look on his face that told me I probably looked pretty damn good. "Now who's a deer in the headlights?" I said. He put the bowl on the table and came to me and said, "You are so beautiful." Before I could say otherwise, he kissed me with a little bit more passion than before, but somehow, still gentle. Damn he was good. We sat down and ate the best spaghetti I had ever had. The sauce had an amazing blend of spices and flavors. The best perk of dating a chef was getting food like this all the time. He had told me that he loved that I appreciated good food and that I wasn't one of those girl who hardly ate. We talked about everything but work, which was nice. He seemed to understand me more than any guy ever had. Under the table, I felt his foot stroke mine, and his eyes looked so sensual. I had never wanted him so bad as I did right then. Not even before, or during, our first time did I have this strong of a feeling. I almost wanted to jump up, grab him, and make him take me right there on the kitchen floor, but, I thought it would probably be rude, or too aggresive. He must of seen the look I had in my eyes and known what it was, because he jumped up and took my hand and took me into his arms and he carried me back to my bedroom. As we got to my room, I saw more candles, lillies, and there was music playing. I looked at him and asked, "How did you know I was going to want it?" He said, "I didn't. I figured if anything, we could just lay back here and talk and go to sleep." As he laid me down, I sarcastically said, "Uh huh." He just laughed and laid down next to me. He pulled me close to him and kissed me. I opened my mouth wider and ran my tongue along his bottom lip and his slide against mine and I moaned a little. His hand ran down my neck and chest and cupped my breast and he ran his thumb over my hardening nipple and I moaned again. He kissed along my jaw line and up to my ear, which is my most sensitive spot, and my hips pushed into his. I felt him smile and he worked his magic on my ear a little longer, running his tongue all along the edge of it and sucking on the lobe. He had me squirming and wanting him so bad that I tried to undo his pants but he wouldn't let me. Instead, he took of my dress, and I mumbled that this wasn't fair and he told me to just relax and to let him take his time on me, which was quite possibly the hardest thing I've ever had to do. But I laid there as he kissed my neck again, and kissed his way down to my breasts. My back arched as he licked one nipple as he gently played with the other. He licked and kissed and sucked both of them until I was moaning with ecstasy. He started to move down, but I grabbed his head and said, "No. I want you now. You can go down on me later, right now though, I need you." My eyes must of said it all. He took off his shirt and pants and climbed on top of me and spread my legs. I was on the pill, so we had that area covered, which was nice because neither one of us liked condoms. He kissed me again as he slowly slide into me. I moaned loudly into his mouth. I was so tight and he had a pretty big dick, and it made sex with him very euphoric. He slid in again, this time a little harder, and I threw my head back against the pillow and he kissed my neck as he started to thrust slowly inside me. I buried my face against his chest and grabbed his arms as I came and he grunted as I tighted around him. When I laid my head back, he quickened his pace a little bit and he kissed my ear again and whispered, "I love making love to you. You're so tight and you feel so good underneath me." All I could do was moan. I kissed him and ran my nails down his back and he moaned and started to thrust harder. He grabbed my breasts again and leaned down and flicked my nipple with his tongue. He kissed me again, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and he started driving hard into me. He sat up and kneeled between my legs and grabbed my hips and he kept a steady pace, but was thrusting harder and he hit a spot that almost made me scream, and he hit it again and again. He lifted my legs into the air and put them on his shoulders and got what seemed like even deeper and I grabbed onto the pillows, moaning so loud, I briefly thought that it was a good thing my neighbors bedroom wasn't right next to mine. I came what seemed like ever 5 seconds, and when he started to come, I clenched around him until he finished. He collapsed on top of me and then rolled to his side, but took me with him. He was still inside me, throbbing, so I hitched my leg on top of his hip to keep him there. We just laid there looking at each other for a while and he traced random patterns on my skin with tips of his fingers and played with my hair and kissed me. I was in a complete state bliss. He got up after a while and brought back a warm, damp washcloth, and wipped me down. He laid back down beside me and pulled the sheet up and laid on his back and I rested my head on his chest and he wrapped his arm around me. We both started to doze off. In the back of my mind, I was thinking that maybe this was finally the right guy for me. He was thinking along the same lines, because he whispered, "I love you." I looked up at him and said, "I love you too." He smiled, kissed me, and laid his head back down. I laid my head back down on his chest as an Elvis song started playing and I thought, 'Yep, Mr. Right is in the building.' I could definitely get used to ending my days with him like this. And I plan on doing just that. A Night With My Lover I sent him a message to be at my place at 10 pm sharp. The door would be unlocked. I placed candles around my bedroom, and set the lights low. The one right by the bed got a red silk cover to give the room an even hotter glow. I positioned the big dressing mirror so that we would be able to watch ourselves mating. I oiled my body so that I glistened in the light, and a few minutes before ten I lay back on the bed and slipped my favorite non-vibrating toy into my waiting fuckhole and slowly slid it all the into me. Right at ten, I heard his car in my driveway. Seconds later, I heard the door and then his soft footsteps in the hallway. I rolled on to my knees so that the first thing he would see when he walked in the room was me pleasuring myself with a long, thick, fuck toy. He stood at the doorway and gazed at me for a full minute before he moved to the edge of the bed and reached under me and caressed my hard cock and balls. "Come to the side of the bed" I said "I want to watch you undress." He complied wordlessly. He pulled off his t-shirt first, then began to undo his pants. When he slid his jeans down, his big cock sprang free. I licked my lips at the sight of it. My tongue was eager for the surge of love nectar that I would soon draw from his well of manhood. Only then would we fuck, when we could press our mouths together and share the taste of his virility. "Do you like watching me like this" I asked. "Oh, yeah" he whispered harshly. "Stroke your cock for me. Make your self ready to cum. I want you to cum in my mouth before you fuck me" I cooed "Then you'll last longer inside me" He took some lube and lovingly poured it over his bulging cockhead. Then he gripped his shaft and began to caress it slowly but purposefully. I love watching a man make love to his own cock, and Tom did it masterfully. As I watched him, I rhythmically pistoned my dildo in and out of my own love hole. "Are you hungry for my cum?" he asked, with a hint of challenge in his voice. "Yes!" I hissed "I want to feel it squirt on my tongue!" He came up on the bed and brought his raging manhood to my mouth, letting me suck on the head while he continued to stroke. "Cum for me baby!" I urged, and then he gasped and the first hot spurt erupted in my mouth. The second spurt was even more powerful and jetted all the way into my throat, forcing me to swallow his hot love seed. I pulled back so that the rest of his climax could simply squirt into my open mouth. I also knew that he, like me, liked to see himself cum. We both cried out with pleasure, and after a few more seconds, my face and mouth was slathered with warm man milk. I let go of my dildo and grabbed his cock with both hands so that I could focus on licking and sucking the last drops of his essence from him. He reached down and drew one of my hands to his scrotum and guided a finger to his own smooth asshole. He smiled down at me when I slipped my index finger into him and buried it deep. "I like to get fucked, too" he said "we're going to have a good night." He shifted position, and pulled me up so that we could kiss. I straddled him and he pulled the toy from my hole. I gripped his fuck tool and moved until I felt it at my opening, and then impaled myself on him. We both gasped as he plunged into me. My hole stretched around his girth and he filled me with a satisfying pressure and warmth. Our fuck was nice and slow. I wanted to make it last all night, but it was barely ten-thirty. When ever I felt my climax approaching, I just stopped moving and held him deep inside me. When I did, I could feel his pulse inside my fuckhole. Several times I had to pull his hand from my oil slicked cock so that I didn't go over the edge while our tongues intertwined in hot, loving kisses. Finally I knew I couldn't hold back. "I'm gonna cum soon" I gasped "Are you ready? I want you to cum too" "Let it cum" he said "Watching you squirt will make me cum. Do you want me to jack you off? "Just a bit more. When I tell you to stop, just let me go and I'll cum that way. I just want to feel your cock inside me when I cum" I moved my ass up and down his shaft, feeling every vein and muscle in his manhood as I did. Our foreheads were pressed together, both of us gazing at my cock, waiting for the erotic thrill that comes with watching a man spill his love seed. "Stop stroking me" I ordered "I'm ready" He grabbed me by my ribs and I slowly pulled up until I felt him almost pop out of my hole and then when the first wave of climax began to wash over me, I slipped back down around him, feeling him bottom out inside me as my first gusher of jism burst forth from the purple head of my manhood and on to his belly. Again we both cried out with pleasure as the spasms of my stretched sphincter brought him to climax a moment after me. Our mouths came together once more as we thrusted our pelvises together in mutual climax. Silky warmth filled my asshole as the fruit of his orgasm spewed into me. Our bodies jerked as our tongues twisted together, and then we simply lay still as the wave of pleasure passed. We held each other, gasping. I lifted up and slipped him out of me. A warm dollop of jizz dribbled out of my hole and ran down my balls. He slipped a finger into my hole and then offered it to me. I sucked the cum-slicked digit greedily and then licked up all of my cum from his belly. We kissed some more, enjoying the sticky treat. He pushed me off of him. "Go on your belly. I want to lick your ass" he commanded. I rolled on to my belly and lifted my ass in the air. His tongue felt like magic! He would run it lovingly around my hole, and then force it into me, then suck at my balls and then back to my fuckhole again. I squeezed my ass muscles and pushed some of his warm cum back out and he licked at me with even greater passion. It was incredible, and soon I was ready to cum again! I rolled over. I wanted to see his face and I wanted a taste of the jism he was getting. I pulled him to me and when we kissed, he whisperingly begged me to fuck him. I pulled his legs up over my shoulders. His cock was rock hard once more, and his love opening was slick and inviting. I now yearned to feel the warm embrace of his anal ring on my own love shaft. I pressed against his pucker and felt his flesh yield to my urgent cock. His eyes opened with pleasure as I penetrated him. "Yes! Yes! Give me your cock! Yes! Oh god yes fuck me!" he cried as I began to thrust inside him. Once again we were one. Te center of our joined being was where the flesh of my fuck shaft met the flesh of his love hole. Our cum had mingled in our mouths, and our sweat had mingled on our bodies. His seed had burst forth inside me, and now mine would anoint his inner sanctum. We fucked as if we hadn't fucked for weeks. He was passionate beneath me and finally his passion ove3rcame me and I thrust hard and deep and let my love nectar burst deep inside his hole. He grabbed my face and pulled me to him so that we could kiss as I came, and as we kissed, he jerked off to a final climax of the night. When I felt the contractions of his ring, I looked down and watched as he coaxed a few more droplets of precious seed from his drained balls, and then we fell apart exhausted. We slept deeply, our dreams filled with the erotic images of manfuck. We awoke with raging hard-ons, and soon we were crying out with pleasure as our spunk exploded in each other's mouths. Out tryst lasted the weekend. We never dressed until he left me on Sunday evening. By that time the appetites of our cocks, our mouths, and our assholes were completely and utterly satiated.