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The Lovers

By: Celtic_Heart



Tanja sat back and smiled as her lover's hands gently massaged her neck and shoulders. Fresh from a long, hot bath, dressed only in a silk dressing gown and with wine glass in hand she sighed softly as skilled fingers caressed away the last remaining strains of what had been a long and difficult day. "Mmm, that feels nice," she murmured contentedly as the fingers lovingly stroked her temples before returning to work on her neck. 

"Pull your dressing gown down a bit and lean forward and I'll give your back a rub too." Tanja took another sip of her wine then complied, sighing softly as hands, slick with her favourite massage oils, gently worked their way up and down her spine. A warm, relaxing glow began to suffuse through Tanja's body as the hands, with their loving touch glided down her back, up her sides and along her arms. The intimacy of their touch brought a feeling of contented well being to Tanja; a feeling that quickly began to turn to desire. 

Tanja placed her hands on top of those that slowly caressed her. She eased them forward so that they slid over her smooth stomach. The hands let themselves be guided upwards. Tanja breathed an "Ahhh!" of pleasure as her lover's hands moved upwards, sliding over the soft skin of her breasts. "Oh that's good," she moaned as the hands gently squeezed her firm globes. 

"Glad you like it," came the reply breathed sensuously into her ear. 

Tanja leaned back and sighed contentedly as she felt lips gently kiss her neck. Fingers flicked lightly over her nipples causing her to inhale sharply. She turned slightly, craning her neck to look into her lover's eyes. Tilting her head back, she closed her eyes and pursed her lips, inviting them to be kissed. The kiss was warm with a passionate urgency. Tanja felt her heart beat quicker as her arousal mounted. Breaking away from the kiss, she opened her eyes. "I love you Jo," she said in a voice little more than a whisper. 

Jo laughed, her ice blue eyes sparkled as she replied, "I know, silly. And I love you." 

Their lips met again, this time with a growing urgency. Tanja turned to fully face Jo. As their lips pressed firmly together Tanja's hands searched for the front of Jo's dressing gown. She slipped her hands inside it and started to ease it down over her shoulders. 

Tanja's hands moved to cup Jo's breasts. Squeezing gently as they kissed, her hands gently squeezed, her thumbs pressing lightly on the stiffening nipples. 

"Oh no you don't," laughed Jo as she gently but firmly pushed Tanja away. "It's your turn first." 

Tanja fell back on to the bed and smiled up at Jo as she took position above her. She closed her eyes and felt Jo's lips upon her own once more. She wriggled with delight as she felt Jo's hands begin to explore her body. 

Jo kissed her way down Tanja's neck She nibbled gently on the pressure points of Tanja's shoulders. Tanja responded with a gasp. Her shoulders were particularly sensitive and her body writhed in pleasure below Jo. 

Jo began to kiss her way down over the swell of Tanja's breasts. As her tongue licked over their surface she shuddered. "They really should make better tasting massage oil," she complained. Tanja laughed and forced Jo's head down again. Her tongue swirled round coating them with a fine film of saliva. She was kneeling with one of her legs between Tanja's and as she bit down lightly on her nipple she felt Tanja begin to grind her mound against her leg. 

Tanja sighed and moaned with desire as Jo's lips sucked on her nipples. She felt her clit begin to ache as she rubbed her mound against Jo's leg. "Yes!" she exclaimed eagerly as Jo's hands pressed her breasts together and her tongue flicked rapidly back and forth over her nipples. She thrust her hips up and down. The pressure of Jo's leg against her pussy and clit combined with the attention Jo was giving her breasts was driving her wild. 

Jo sucked Tanja's nipples deep into her mouth, eliciting loud sighs of pleasure. "Oh fuck, that feels good," breathed Tanja as Jo's teeth pressed into her flesh, her tongue flicking simultaneously over the nipple. Jo responded by squeezing the other breast with her hand, pinching the nipple between her thumb and finger. At the same time she began to slide her leg back and forth putting more pressure on Tanja's throbbing clit. 

The result was instantaneous. With a loud "Oooh!" of release, Tanja's back arched and her body began to shake as she came. 

Jo removed her leg and Tanja's climax subsided as quickly as it had approached. She moved up and kissed Tanja passionately, their tongues entwining in each others mouths. She ran her hand up the inside of Tanja's thigh, trailing her fingers between her lover's moist labia. Tanja flinched at the brief contact. Laughing, Jo raised her finger to her mouth and sucked it suggestively between her lips. "Mmm, you taste delicious," she purred. 

With that Jo began to move down. Kissing her way down over Tanja's stomach, she made her way inexorably towards her goal. Lying between Tanja's legs, Jo wasted no time. Her tongue flicked out, poking its way between the soft folds of Tanja's pussy, dipping into her hole. Tanja began to moan. Her body trembled as Jo's tongue darted in and out. She cried out as it flicked over her sensitive clit. Reaching down she grabbed Jo's hair, forcing Jo's mouth harder against her pussy. Jo's lips fastened around Tanja's clit and as she sucked it into her mouth she slowly inserted two fingers into Tanja's soaking cunt. 

Tanja moaned, "Oh God yesss!" as Jo's fingers slid in and out of her cunt. The sensations combined with Jo's tongue on her clit began to send her over the edge again. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck yes. Oh Jo. Ohhh yesss!" she cried as her second climax gripped her. Her body shook uncontrollably as Jo's tongue mercilessly continued its work. Wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her as her orgasm climbed higher and higher. Jo's tongue kept a steady beat as it lapped over Tanja's enflamed clit. Each contact causing Tanja's climax wracked body to shudder more violently than the last. Finally, Tanja reached the end of her endurance. "No more. Please. No more," She begged. Reluctantly Jo complied. Hesitating only to give Tanja's abused clit one last swipe of her tongue she moved up, gathered Tanja into her arms and held her tight, feeling her heart pound within her chest. 

"Thank you," said Tanja, "that was just what I needed." 

Jo chuckled lightly. "My pleasure," she said 

Tanja turned around in Jo's arms. They kissed and Tanja could taste herself on her lover's lips. "And now it's your turn," she said, pulling Jo towards her and kissing her once more. As their lips pressed together, Tanja ran her hands over Jo's body, caressing every inch of skin that fell within her reach. "Move up a bit," she demanded, "and let me at those lovely big tits of yours." Jo laughed as she complied with the demand. In truth her breasts were a cup size smaller than Tanja's 36Ds but she loved it when Tanja complimented her on them. 

Jo's breasts hung above Tanja's face. Tanja reached up to cup and squeeze them with her hands. As she did, she fastened her lips upon the left nipple and sucked it into her mouth. "Oooh," squealed Jo as she felt Tanja's tongue flick over the stiffening bud as she pinched the right with her fingers. Tanja swirled her tongue over Jo's breasts, making the skin wet. Her hands glided easily of their slick surface as she caressed them with a circular stroking motion. Soft moans issued from between Jo's lips as Tanja's mouth and hands made their devotions to her breasts. Hot fire began to spread from her pussy to engulf her body. "Oh yes. Suck them! Suck my tits!" she demanded, luxuriating in the sensations as Tanja sucked as much of one then the other into her mouth as she could. 

Tanja feasted on her lover's breasts, licking them, sucking them, driving Jo wild. At the same time Jo began to grind her pussy against Tanja's upraised knee. The friction of the contact of the knee against her clit produced sensations that made her cry out. Her pussy was on fire. Jo felt the tension building within her and soon she was desperate for release. Almost reluctantly she disengaged her breasts from Tanja's grasp and began to move upwards. 

Tanja responded by wriggling herself downwards, pausing only when Jo's pussy hovered less than an inch above her face. Wasting no time, Tanja grabbed Jo's hips and pulled them down. At the same time, her tongue flicked out, slipping between Jo's wet lower lips. "Oooh!" exclaimed Jo as she felt Tanja's tongue work its way along her slit before lightly brushing against her clitoris. 

Tanja savoured her girlfriend's juices as her tongue lapped at Jo's cunt. Jo moaned with pleasure as Tanja sucked on her labia. As she licked and sucked, Tanja reached up to play with Jo's breasts, eliciting a sigh filled with lust. She pressed them together, squeezing the stiff nipples as her tongue flicked in and out of Jo's cunt. 

Jo felt the pressure of her impending orgasm build. Her juices coated flowed from her pussy, covering the face of her partner who was using her mouth to skilfully delay her orgasm while giving her the most intense pleasure possible. 

"Oh yes!" urged Jo as she felt Tanja's lips fastened on her clit. "Eat me! she yelled. "Eat my fucking pussy you horny little bitch, ooooh!" 

Tanja sucked hard on Jo's clit. Her tongue flicked across its tip as her fingers tightened on Jo's nipples. Jo began to moan. Her body shook and she was breathing in gasps as her orgasm claimed her. Tanja's tongue continued to lick at her pussy, alternating between firm strokes along her slit and then darting in and out of her hot, wet hole. Contractions spread from Jo's womb, engulfing her in their intensity. "Aaah, aaah, ooh!" she moaned ecstatically as Tanja's mouth and fingers continued their devotions. 

At last, Jo could take no more. Exhausted she rolled away. Tanja moved up beside her and kissed her. Jo tasted herself on Tanja's lips and responded by kissing her deeply, savouring the taste of her own juices on her lover's breath. They kissed and caressed until the last of they energies deserted them. Then they simply lay in each others' arms, basking in their shared post orgasmic glow. 

Finally, Jo recovered enough to speak. "Thank you," she said softly in the tone she only used when they'd been intimate. 

"Don't mention it," replied Tanja coyly. She sat up and stretched. Looking up at the clock on the wall she said, "Still only just after nine. What shall we d now?" 

Jo forced herself to a sitting position. She turned to look at Jo. With an expression that was a mixture of love and, as yet, unsatisfied desire she said, "Well we could go to bed." 

Tanja stared at her lover and soulmate, seeing her answering smile reflected in Jo's deep ice blue eyes. "Yes," she purred, "Why don't we?"

The Lovers



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He rolled over and watched her sleeping.  She lay on her stomach, facing away from him, and the sheets just barely covered her ass.  A sultry smile grew on his face as he remembered the night before.  She was wicked, naughty thing and last night had been yet another lust filled event.  His reactions to her were primal and intense.  Even looking at her now made his cock grow hard.

He moved closer to her, just pressing against her body with his.  His hard-on brushed her thigh and a tiny sigh escaped her mouth in her sleep.  Smiling at the sex filled images in his mind, he began to softly run his hand from her shoulder to her lower back.  Back and forth, slowly inching his hand lower and lower until he had removed the sheet from her ass.

She had the most magnificent ass he’d ever seen, and now his hand cupped and squeezed it.  Her hips moved slightly against his hand, beckoning him silently for more in her sleep.  His fingers traced the crack between her cheeks, stopping to play a bit with the small pucker.  A soft moan escaped her mouth and she shifted a bit, spreading her legs apart slightly to give his hand more access.

He leaned down and lightly nibbled and licked between her shoulders as his hand traced further down between her legs.  She was already moist with need, he could feel it soaking the her hair.  One of his fingers pried her lips open and slid up into the folds of her pussy.  Moving it back and forth until he finally began to finger her clit.  She quickly became very slippery.

A tiny chuckle escaped from him at how easy it was to make her horny.  He knew she loved to be awoken this way, and he thoroughly enjoyed indulging her.  She was quite simply the most fuckable woman he had ever known.

He moved the finger that had been circling her clit up her lips and slid it inside her.  He finger fucked her slowly, making her thrust gently against him.  A second finger joined the first, easily sliding in because of wet she was.  She stirred awake at that moment and moaned.

Inching up a bit, he whispered in her ear, “Good morning, my sweet.”

She only smiled in return, keeping her eyes closed.  She moaned again when his fingers moved back up to play with her clit again.  Her legs spread wider of their own accord, and she heard the smirk behind his laugh.  She knew he loved to arouse her, to bend her to his own lusty needs.  And she loved the way he made her feel.  All it ever took from him was a look or a touch and her panties flooded with her juices.  He had eagerly learned what turned her on and tested her boundaries in ways no one else had in her past.

At her moan, he whispered, “Do you like that?  Having my fingers playing with your pussy?”

“Yes.  Please don’t stop.”, she whispered back.

“I won’t, my sweet.  I know you love when I wake you up this way.  And I love waking you up like this.  I love getting you wet with my fingers.  With my tongue.  With my words.  Do you feel how hard my dick is?”, he asked pressing his cock against her ass.  His fingers never stopped their slow torture on her clit as he spoke to her.

She was the first woman he had been with who truly loved to talk during sex.  The naughtier, the better.  He made it an art form; never demeaning or callous.  He would speak of what he would do, how she made him feel physically and what he was doing to her.  Sometimes he would tell her his fantasies while he was deep inside her but not moving.  He made her beg, loving to hear her speak to him the same way.

She whimpered in need, and he responded by gently thrusting against her ass.  “You are such a horny thing, my sweet.  All it takes to make you want me is a word or two.  Such a little slut.  But you’re my slut, aren’t you?  You’re my sweet little slut.  Say it.  Say it and I’ll slide my dick deep inside your pussy.  Say it and I’ll fuck you the way I know you want it.”, he whispered hotly.

“Oh god.  Please... please fuck me.  I’m so wet for you.”, she whispered back.

Removing his fingers from her, he slid his hand up her side as he rolled on top of her back.  Her legs spread even further to give his hips and cock access to her pussy.  Laying fully over her, the head of his dick teased her opening.  He licked her neck, finding all her sensitive spots easily.

She writhed and squirmed beneath him, thrusting her ass up against him in a silent plea.  He ground against her in return, but would not enter her.  Using the head of his dick, he teased her opening.  He could feel her dripping with need.

“I can feel how wet you are, my sweet slut.  You need my nice stiff dick, don’t you?”, he teased.

“Yes.”, she panted.  “I need you so much.  My pussy is so empty without your dick.”

“Then you know what you have to do to get it.  You know what I want to hear.”

She waged a small internal battle in her head.  There was a part of her that wanted to give in immediately and feel him fuck her.  But there was another part that wanted the tease to go on, to drive her to the edge.  Still a bit fuzzy with sleepiness, combined with her extreme arousal, all she could do was moan and whimper.  She knew he wouldn’t give in until he got what he wanted from her, but that was alright.  She loved that about him.  Loved that he knew her so well.

He laughed a soft wicked laugh in her ear.  “I know what you want, slut.”, he said.  “Even if you don’t.  So I’ll give you a little taste of it.”

Placing his dick against her opening, he slid his head just inside.  She gasped and thrust back hard against him.  He evaded her thrusting and was able to just keep the head of his dick inside her warmth.

She was so wet and tight.  He began to sweat with the energy it took to keep from ramming his dick all the way inside and fucking her senseless.  But he knew her orgasm would be sweeter if he coaxed it out of her slowly, and his would only be completely satisfying if he heard her scream uncontrollably.

He moved in and out of her just a bit, and was rewarded when she ground her ass up unconsciously.  “I know you like that.  That’s only the beginning, my slut.  My naughty little whore.  You need a good fucking, don’t you?”, he asked more forcefully.

She was breathing hard now.  Seeing her nod in reply, he said, “Then say it, slut.  Tell me you’re my slut.”  He licked her earlobe as he spoke to her, and it drove her mad.

“Oh god!  I need you!  I’m your slut.  I’m your naughty little whore.  Please fuck me!  Fuck your slut!”, she panted.

He plunged his dick all the way up into her and they both gasped at the feel of it.  She moved just a bit onto her knees to give him more access.  This was one of her favorite positions;  she laying down almost completely with him laying on top of her.  Knowing that she loved this submissive position, he grasped her wrists and held them down as he positioned himself better to fuck her properly.

“You’re such a good little slut.  That’s what I wanted to hear.  I think I might give you a small reward for being a good girl.”, he murmured, as he slowly pulled almost all the way out before pushing back in just as slowly.  He kept this agonizingly slow pace for a bit, before settling inside her completely and not moving.

She was wild beneath him now.  Panting and whimpering, she squirmed and shoved up against him, needing to be fucked harder.  She started to beg, pleading with him to move again.

“Whose pussy is my dick in?”, he asked wickedly.  He was sweating as hard as she was.  He had no intention of stopping for long, nor was he able to.  But he wanted to tease her some more, knowing how much she enjoyed it.

Dizzy with need she only half heard his question.  “What?!  Oh, please... please move.”, she whimpered.

“Wrong answer, slut.  I’m going to have to punish you later for not paying attention.”, he said.  He pulled almost all the way out and quickly shoved his cock all way in once, making her cry out, and held there.  “I asked you whose pussy my dick was in?”, he asked again.

“Mine.  My pussy.”, she stammered.

He tsked into her ear.  “No, my little slut.  That’s definitely the wrong answer as well.  I’ll give you one more chance at this, or I’ll pull all the way out.  Now then, whose pussy is my dick in?”

“Yours?  It’s your pussy.”, she answered hesitantly.  She wasn’t sure what he was looking for.  She needed him to fuck her so badly, and was praying that this was the answer he was looking for

He laughed and said, “That’s right.  It’s my pussy.  Mine, my sweet slut.  And now I’m going to fuck it and make it come hard.  I’m going to make it squeeze my dick as it comes.  And then I’m going to shoot my load inside it.  And it’s going to love every minute of it.  Won’t it, slut?  Won’t my pussy love every second of that?”

“Oh god, yes!  It needs your dick so much.  It needs a hard fucking right now!  Fuck it.  Fuck your pussy.  Fuck your slut!  Please!”, she begged.

He released one of her wrists and snaked his hand underneath her, reaching for her pussy.  His fingers found her clit and gently touched it.  Then he started to grind and plunge into her.  He slid in and out at an easy pace, letting the movement of his thrusts create the friction against her clit.

She shoved up against him, matching his movement.  His fingers on her clit, his dick deep inside her, filling her, his hot little whispers in her ear made her squirm hard underneath him.

“That’s right, my sweet.  Move against me.  I love it when I make you squirm like that.  Only I can make you move like that, isn’t that right, my naughty whore?”, he panted.

By this point she could only groan.  He began to move faster against her, riding her pussy for all he was worth.  He could feel her pussy start to clench around his dick and he altered his movements to push longer and harder into her, forcing her to come.

She felt him ramming into her, tickling her clit with his fingers.  She threw her head back and she screamed as came,  “OOOH!  OOOH!  Fuck yes!  Fuck your slut!  OH GOD!  I’m COMINGGGG!”

Her pussy clamped around his dick hard as she came.  The feel of it spurned him to fuck her faster, driving him over the edge.

“You’re mine, do you hear me?!  MINE!”, he cried possessively into her ear as he neared his own peak.  “FUCK!  I’m COMING!  OOOH FUCK, how my sweet slut makes me COOOOMMMMME!”, he yelled as he shot load after load into her pussy.

Breathing hard, they both collapsed still entangled with each other.  He kissed her neck and rubbed her sides lovingly.  She rolled over and they shared their first lingering kiss that morning.  Pulling away he smiled at her and laughingly said,  “You know, sweetheart, that second time I asked you, you could have told me that your pussy belonged to Winston Churchill and I still would have fucked you like mad.”

“I’ll remember that for next time, my love.”, she answered, returning his laugh.




The Lovers



Sandy followed the car in front of her into the motel parking lot and she waited while her lover Joe went in to get a room. When he emerged from the office, she got out of her car, met him along the walkway where they kissed before moving along to their room. Once inside the room, Joe pushed Sandy back against the closed door, his body pressing her hard as he kissed her deeply and passionately. Quickly her fingers began unbuckling his trousers and his hands fumbled with the buttons on her shirt. Their desire was hot and immediate. In a few moments, they were both naked and tumbling back toward the bed.

Their first meeting was quite a bit different. Both were married with unresponsive and unadventuresome spouses. Sandy had not had affair since her marriage to her second husband 17 years earlier. Joe had had a brief fling during his marriage and was terribly nervous about embarking on another. However, as their friendship grew over time, they both knew that they wanted to carry it to the next level. They both were starved for intimacy and it was the logical extension to begin an affair. The sex, despite the nervousness was wholly satisfying.

The two lovers met sporadically. Sometimes weeks would go by without intimate contact. However, sooner or later, one of them would be overcome by desire and start to plan a meeting. Over time they became adventuresome and accommodating lovers, bringing excitement and even kinkiness to their love-making, both delighting in being able to express and explore all the facts of sex and sensuality that had been locked inside them.

Now there were adept at pleasing each other. Each knowing, and even anticipating, the desires of the other. Laying naked on the bed, Joe caressed Sandy's body, nuzzling and kissing her neck. His hand slowly moved toward her pussy, feeling the wetness hidden among the folds there. As his kisses excited Sandy, Joe's fingers parted her pussy lips and found her clit already swollen with desire. Sandy parted her legs a little wider in order to give Joe the access that they both wanted. As he rubbed her clit, Sandy's moans began to excite Joe in a very familiar way. His hardening cock pressed against Sandy's thigh and she instinctively reached for it. She loved the feel of the hardness in her grasp, the texture of it. As the pleasure started to build from deep inside her, Sandy's moans became deeper, and her breath nearly gasping.

Joe loved how Sandy would cum so suddenly. The shudder of her body when she came was so satisfying for him. Her nipples would become very taut, her toes would curl, and her legs would stiffen as if she were squeezing the pleasure out of her body. When Sandy came this time, she came in a violent spasm, her body twitching every which way. Just when the wave of orgasm had begun to subside, Joe moved quickly from her neck to turn and lean downward to push his tongue into her wet and pulsating pussy. From this he got the effect he had wanted for Sandy nearly immediately began to cum again.

Oral sex was Joe's favorite. He liked that all the senses come into play: the pungent taste of pussy, the smell of her musk, the feel and sight of a cumming pussy, and the moans of ecstasy in his ears. All these came into play as Sandy came, her juices wetting Joe's face and chin. 

Breathing hard, Sandy was blissful. Joe's cock still in hand, she began massaging it. As Joe turned onto his back she got up on an elbow and began teasing him by stroking him, then backing off, cupping his balls, anything to torture him into begging for more. Sandy loved playing with and touching and tasting a hard cock. Part of it was the physical sensation of the act, but a large piece of it was knowing that she was giving pleasure to her partner. Letting her lips gently brush Joe's cock, then moving away, then sliding and running her tongue along the ridge just under the head soon had Joe begging for more, as she had hoped. Looking down at Sandy playing with his cock, made Joe want her more. He and Sandy thought a lot alike and really wanted to watch themselves make love. They had tried several different hotels before find one that had a nice big mirror on the wall near the bed. Having found such a place, they began using it exclusively for their love nest. Turning toward this mirror, Joe watched Sandy as she began to suck him, looking at her nude body reclining beside him, watching how her breasts fell and lay on his leg, pleased with how her toes curled as she made love to his cock. Sandy sensed that Joe was using the mirror to watch them together so she looked up into the mirror, locking her eyes onto Joe's. Knowing that he was watching her as she licked and sucked him turned Sandy on unbelievably.

Moving her hand along the shaft, and her tongue deftly on and just under the head, Joe was soon moaning loudly. Sensing that he was getting close, Sandy took him fully into her mouth, letting her hot sensitive tongue caress his now throbbing manhood. Joe began crying out with pleasure, calling her name, his body tensing and twisting. The first spasm of cum shot into Sandy's mouth and she began sucking in earnest, knowing that doing so would give him the greatest pleasure and knowing that his cock was now in a very sensitive and vulnerable state. Sandy was so happy to give her lover such pleasure and continued to suck, gulping down all of the hot creamy cum.

Out of his mind with the sensations, Joe saw the room spinning, the pleasure was so intense. Finally, when it subsided, he opened his yes to see Sandy' radiant smile. Reaching up, he put her face in his hands and pulled it down to deliver a deeply passionate kiss, in the process tasting his own cum on her lips. 

Sandy lay beside Joe, her head on his chest listening to his heart beating. She was cradled in his arms, his free hand absent-mindedly caressing her breasts, his fingers lightly rolling across her nipples, just enough to keep them taut. She looked into the mirror to watch their bodies entwined, his hands touching her. She thought that she wouldn't mind laying there like that forever.

After a while she felt Joe's hand move from her shoulder down her back to her butt. She like the feel of his hand there, probing into the crack of her ass. Feeling the tiny hairs on her body raise up under his touch, she knew that he was starting to get excited again. Sandy loved Joe's desire for her. He had told her time and again that he couldn't get enough of her, that she was alluring and sexy. All these comments were lacking from her husband and she took great joy in Joe's attention. When his fingers began to explore her pussy from behind, she knew that she wanted him again, as much as he wanted her.

Suddenly, however, Joe wiggled out from under her and got up to move across the room to their things. She watched his naked body as he walked, pleased to see that his erection had come back. Joe rummaged through their things until he found what he was after: Sandy's favorite toy. Smiling a wicked smile, he returned to the bed, to roust Sandy from her reclining position and up onto her knees. Knowing what was likely to be coming made Sandy tingle. She loved to be taken from behind. Kneeling behind her, Joe began kissing and licking Sandy's pussy again, all the time letting his hands run over her butt. At the first touch of the toy at the entrance of her pussy, Sandy nearly came, and when she felt the smooth shaft pressing into her, she did cum, her body shaking as she felt both Joe's tongue at the base of her pussy and the toy deep inside her. When she heard the click and the felt the vibration starting, Sandy let out a deep groan, her head pressed against the pillow, her butt pressing back against the toy, forcing it deeper. 

Joe got great pleasure in seeing Sandy in the midst of such ecstasy. Knowing what buttons got Sandy over the edge was something he learned quickly, and the way she responded to him was almost overwhelming. 

A wave of orgasm washed over Sandy and she bucked and squirmed on the bed. Before she could catch her breath, Joe quickly moved behind her and replaced the dildo with his cock, now with a raging hard-on, ramming it into her forcefully. It was the violence of the stroke that set Sandy off again as she screamed and pushed back in an effort to get every inch inside her. Grabbing Sandy's hips, Joe began pumping in and out of Sandy. Glancing to the mirror again, he became almost mesmerized by the sight of his body pressed against his lover, his cock pounding into her.

Sandy tried to muffle her cries of wanton pleasure with the pillow, afraid that she cries could be heard outside. Every fiber of her awareness was focused between her legs and the pleasure inside her there. As soon as one orgasm would start to subside another climax erupted. Just when she thought it couldn't get better, Joe pressed his thumb against her asshole, applying that extra pressure that only served to heighten her ecstasy.

Her legs growing weak, Sandy's body collapsed flat onto the bed, taking Joe's cock with it. Getting ever closer to orgasm himself, Joe continued to pump away, her position making Sandy's pussy close more tightly around him. Within a couple of strokes, Joe, too, was screaming, his cum squirting into her. Finally he collapsed on top of Sandy and he kissed the back of her neck before rolling off to lay beside her.

As he lay there listening to Sandy's rapid breathing, he let his hand run along her spine, over her butt, and between her legs. He could feel their juices oozing out onto the bedspread, and he took a fingerful of cum and let it drip onto Sandy's butt, before rubbing it into her skin.

This woman was amazing! he thought as he lay there caressing her, looking forward to the rest of their time together in their little love nest. Turning toward Joe, Sandy smiled and pressed her face forward to kiss him and he took her in his arms, naked body pressed against naked body, and they kissed deeply, passionately, both trying to capture the other's soul, each wanting the afternoon to never end.

But they still had a couple of hours before going back to their respective lives. As they looked into each other's eyes, they both knew that the next two hours would be even more satisfying than the first. Sandy reached for Joe, anxious to begin again. 



The Lovers



I have said goodnight to the children and leaving them I am about to descend the stairs.

For a moment I hesitate. You are at the bottom of the stairs about to ascend. 

You too have stopped, hesitating, waiting for me to come down. You are looking up at me.

Even at this distance I can see the look of love and desire in you're your dark chocolate brown eyes. 

As you look at me I know what you can see; my thighs and perhaps my panties where the narrow filament passes over my place of your longing.

Strange that after ten years and two children you are just as shy as that time you took my virginity. Always you await some sign from me, and I love you for it.

Do you still hunger for me after all this time? Yes, I know you do; you have proved it so often.

I change my mind about going down stairs and say, "Darling, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed early."

You smile uncertainly and reply, "I'll just go and say goodnight to the children and then follow you in the shower."

In the shower I wash my genitals. As I touch them I remember that first time with you. We were so inexperienced, so innocent. I was afraid that you would not like my breasts. They were not big like some of the girls, but you said you liked their rounded firmness. 

"Oh my dearest love, you have said that ever since and I love to hear it."

We were both frightened, yet we yearned for each other. 

You were so gentle. Big, athletic, I thought you might be brutal, but you said, "I love you and I don't want to hurt you."

No my darling, you have never wanted to hurt me, but that first time I had to say to you, "If you love me as much as I love you, then some time you will have to hurt me; just do it quickly, darling."

You couldn't find the opening to my vagina then. I had to guide you until the head of your penis touched the lips of my inner labia. You gently moaned as you felt their soft warmth, but still you hesitated. Did you love me so much that you would even sacrifice the moment for fear of giving me pain? 

Yes, I think you would have if I had not said to you, "When I say 'now', push in quickly and hard."

I took a deep breath and said "now." You thrust; I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out, but as the hot pain seared me my body recoiling. You stopped.

"Oh darling, have I hurt you badly?"

Yes you had, but I loved you so much I think I would have borne any pain for you.

You started to withdraw, but I put my hands behind your buttocks and pulled you towards me and said, "No...no...finish...I want you to."

It hurt, but you came so quickly it was soon over. 

As you withdrew I could see on your penis the blood mingled with your sperm and my fluid and there was blood on the under sheet.

"Darling, I've hurt you...I didn't want to..."

I placed my hand over your mouth and whispered, "It's all right...it's all right...in two or three days I shall have healed."

It was three days later before you took me again. There was no pain that time and we loved each other joyfully. I wonder if you remember; I had my first orgasm with you then?

You have entered the bathroom while I am still showering. You are undressing.

I step from the shower and stand naked before you. I pretend I can't see your long, hard manhood standing up, firm and straight.

Oh my darling, my dear one, why do you desire me after all this time? Will you never tire of me; never get bored with the same woman; never weary of the same breasts and vagina?

How foolish of me to think like that because I have not tired of your body, your penis; but why?

I leave you to take your shower and go to our bedroom. I look at the bed we have shared all these years and recall how often the bedclothes have been in disarray, the sheet stained with our mingled fluids and the smell that follows our unions. 

Why have I not tired of you? Because love came before the lust we had for each other. That love and lust join together as our bodies intertwine in that most precious affirmation of our love and caring for each other.

I know you want me and my clitoris is throbbing with desire, my vagina lubricating and nipples growing firm in anticipation of what is to come. But will it happen?

One of the joys, no matter how frustrating, is the uncertainty. Will you kiss me and say, "Goodnight my love," and then turn away and go to sleep; or will I?

Yes, it is the uncertainty, the hope and expectation that may or may not be fulfilled at the moment, but you know it will be tomorrow or the day after; the strange desire to be taken by surprise.

Ah yes, surprise! I smile as I remember the risks we have taken; like the times when the children have been playing in the garden and we have looked at each other and I have kissed you, and there, as I sat on the kitchen table, my legs open wide as you stood before me, and then...oh my dear one...my precious darling..."

Naked you have entered the room. I have been so caught up in my thoughts that I too am still naked. I reach into the drawer to get my nightdress, and then change my mind; my first signal.

I climb into the bed and you get in beside me. You wait for me to give you another sign.

Oh my love, why are you still so shy? After so many times still you waver; do you know how much I love you for that tender reticence? 

For a few moments we lie apart, I move to you, letting you feel my breasts pressing again you. I kiss you softly, and you feel the moistness of my lips. Your hand touches my breast and you murmur, "I love you so much."

"I know you do, darling."

How gently you press my nipple, press – release – press – release.... Do you know what you are doing to me? The little shivering thrills that spear through me, flowing down to make me lubricate even more copiously. 

Will you my love...will you do it now? Yes, my nipple is in your mouth, your hand caressing my other breast. A finger seeks and finds my clitoris 

"Darling...darling...you know you can make me come like that...ah...ah...don't make me come yet...not yet darling..."

You stop and bend over me, kissing me, searching the inside of my mouth with your tongue, tasting my saliva. I fight against your tongue and enter your mouth with mine.

For a few moments our mouths cling. Will you ask? Will you say it? I want you to tonight. I'm ready for you.

Our mouths part.

"I want to taste you, darling."

Yes...yes...yes. I sit across you and move my sweet place to your mouth.

You look at me and say, "You're so beautiful."

I lower my beauty to your mouth.

Your tongue...oh God your tongue...you taste me...smell me...my female fragrance fills your nostrils...my taste is in your mouth. 

Oh no...my clitoris...you're sucking my clitoris...I'm going to come...I'm fighting it down but...oh...oh...ah...my love...my darling...my beloved...don't make me...ah...oh...don't stop...not now...don't...oh my God...ah...oh...ah...I love you...I love you...naeeow..."

I am lost. You have sent me into a kaleidoscope of light and colour. My body jerks with every deliciously agonising orgasmic shudder. I am adrift in the universe of your love.

I haven't finished. I am still shaking with orgasmic tremors. So tenderly you lay me on my back and come over me. Press down on me darling, I want to feel your body, close and hot.

Your lovely manhood enters me. How often...how often...yet it is never enough. I wanted you all the days in the past...I want you now...tomorrow I shall want you again....

"Darling...darling...harder...deeper...deeper...put your seed in deep...fertilise me...aah...yes...yes..."

I feel your warm seed filling me, the seed of your love mingling with my love fluid. You kiss me as you pump into me. I can smell myself...taste myself...tomorrow...the next day I shall taste you. Your warm sperm will burst into my mouth, and after you shall taste yourself, but now...how sweet...how loving and passionate you are.

You are finished and you look down at me smiling, contented. 

"Stay with me darling...don't leave me yet...feel how tightly we fit together as if...as if we are one."

"I love you...you are the love of my life."

I reply, "And you of mine."

You withdraw from me and we lay in each others arms.

In the peace that now settles over us, and before I sleep, I think of the women who have told me of their careless lovers; lovers that take them nonchalantly; lovers who have ceased loving; lovers who inflict casual and undesired pain; then I draw closer to you, my gentle lover, and thank God that I have you.

I can feel your penis against me; it is stirring again.

You want me again. How potent you are my gentle love. 

I turn my back to you and draw your hard manhood to my opening and you slide in.

We lay, united at the genitals, your hand reaching over me to fondle a breast, your lips kissing my neck.

We are still. I have no urgent need for sexual relief. It is enough to have you in me; to feel your love and hunger for me.

You are moving and soon you will put your sweet seed in me again; into my already inundated vagina.

Yes, you release yourself into me; the steady, rhythmic thrust as your semen pounds into me.

With each new thrust you cry out again, "I love you...I love you..."

"Yes my dear heart...fill me...fill me...have your heart's desire in me...just me..."

You are still now, but I will not let you withdraw. As if feel you pull away from me I thrust back crying out, "No...no...stay...I want you there..."

You stay, deep in me. You sleep my beloved and soon I shall sleep.

The veil of sleep is covering me.

"Mummy...mummy..."

I sigh and carefully pulling away from you I rise to answer the cry.

I stand beside the bed for a moment, looking down at you. You sleep so peacefully.

Once more I think, wonder and softly whisper, "Why do you love and desire me after so long a time?"

I know the answer; it is the secret of all true lovers.

"Mummy...mummy..."

I leave the room to attend the seed of your loins and the fruit of my womb.

The cocktail of our love dribbles down my inner thighs.



The Lovers



The man sat in bed watching the woman as she undressed in the gentle glow of the bedside lights. She was not coy, but neither was she an exhibitionist, and he thought that she was a woman who was at ease with her body and her sexuality. He looked with desire at her firm breasts topped by large dark nipples, and his eyes moved down her body to her thick dark blonde bush and his penis stirred into life. He saw that she was rounded and well made, and he was pleased because he much preferred his women to be Rubenesque. She was in her fifties, and he liked his women like that, mature, experienced, and knowing what they wanted.

She slid into the bed on his left and they gently embraced, both slightly trembling from anticipation and desire. They kissed, gently at first, tasting one another for the first time. They lingered, neither in any hurry to move on, because they had each waited a long time for this moment, and they both needed to savour the moment. She lightly caressed his shoulders and his back while he gently ran his hand over her blonde hair and stroked her ears and the back of her neck.

Slowly the kissing became more intense as tongues flickered enquiringly into each other's mouths. He reached for her breasts and cupped them, then lightly ran his thumbs over and around the nipples, rolling them and teasing them. He bent his head to take nipple in his lips, sucking it gently and feeling it harden as the desire rose in her. She felt his hardness against her belly, and felt the growing dampness between her thighs. Parting slightly from him, she rolled back the sheet to look at him and was delighted to see the size of him standing proud of a nest of dark blonde hair. She reached for his erection and he gasped with pleasure at her touch and responded by slowly and lightly sliding his hand down her belly and then brushing oh so lightly over her bush. She parted her legs to give him access and holding his erection lightly began to move her hand very slowly up and down, feeling the velvety skin slide up and down the shaft. He meanwhile had run his hand down over her lovely bush and was now lightly tracing the shape of her womanhood with his fingertip, exploring her lips, feeling the soft hair that surrounded them and gently exploring the opening to her inner sanctum. She was moist now and he lightly brushed around and over her clitoris so that she gasped and felt tiny little fires light up inside her and then he slowly slid a finger inside her. She continued to expertly work his penis and was rewarded as it grew even harder and bigger and he moaned with pleasure and started to concentrate on her clitoris, sensing that she needed her orgasm quickly.

Each was acutely aware of their own great need, but equally aware of the need in the other. "I so want you inside me," she said, "but I don't want you to stop doing that either." "I don't want you to stop either – it's beautiful," he replied. He continued to stroke her clitoris but he sensed from her movements that she also wanted more and he slid his finger back into her lovely wetness while still stimulating her clitoris with his thumb. They were kissing really deeply now, tongues penetrating deep as they subconsciously mirrored the desire for penetration. 

He rolled slightly onto his back as she continued to so slowly caress him and then arching his back he cried out as she felt his cock jerk in her hand and she watched in awe as a great gobbet of spunk shot into the air and splashed onto his belly. The tremors continued in her hand, slowly decreasing as his thick cream ran down her fingers. They reversed, she now on her back as he brought her to her climax. He could feel her rising to meet him, gently thrusting, breathing hard, her nipples hardening. "Harder," she whispered urgently, and he responded, excited by her approaching orgasm. She started moaning and thrusting harder at him as her orgasm burst over her. Frantically they kissed and he continued to stimulate her so that almost immediately she came again.

They lay together both covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, the tension slowly draining away, both aware that their need had been so great that this had been the only way to seek that first release – there would be time for lovemaking later. She slipped her fingers into her mouth and tasted his cream, then smiling she wiped the sperm off his belly and slid her sticky fingers into his mouth. After that he tasted his own fingers – she tasted so sweet – then reaching with his fingers for some of her moistness, he let her taste her own love juice. They kissed deeply, mingling the tastes and then covering one another in little kisses, they slowly drifted off to sleep.

They awoke together some time later and reached out for each other, each totally relaxed in the others company, aware that they perhaps had found a soulmate. He got out of bed, and going to the cold box, which she hadn't seen before, he produced a bottle of chilled sparkling wine and two crystal flutes which he filled, passing one to her. She thought that for a man in his late fifties he wasn't in bad shape – at least he hadn't got a beer belly, and he had the biggest balls she'd ever seen! They lay in bed, sipping the wine, chatting gently about everything and nothing and enjoying one another's company. Their hands were never still, gently stroking and caressing each other, he stroking her face, her neck and her breasts and she stroking his chest and the small patch of hair. 

An hour passed by and they had finished the wine. She rolled over to him and kissed him hard on the lips, and she felt him respond as he put his arms round her and responded to the kiss. Giggling, she wriggled out of his grasp and slithered down the bed. "God it's tiny," she laughed and started to caress his limp cock with her tongue. The response was gratifyingly quick, and as he started to rise she slipped the end between her lips and gently sucked him to a full erection. He held her head lightly and ran his fingers through her hair, letting out little moans of pleasure, and as she aroused him more he thrust very gently into her for a while. Then seizing her he pulled her back up the bed and laid her on her back before swiftly going down on her. She bent her legs for him as his tongue explored her, licking around her clitoris and penetrating as deeply as possible into her. His face was buried deep in her pubic hair, and he could feel the rise and fall of her hips as she pushed at him. He took her clitoris between his lips and sucked, like a baby sucking his mother's breast, while his hands fondled her breasts and nipples. It was incredible, so quickly did she respond; He felt her holding his head and moving frantically as a great orgasm swept through her.

Once she had finished he slid back up to her and they kissed deeply. He adjusted slightly and his cock slid straight into her warm wet cunt, and the feeling of pleasure and release was so intense that he nearly cried. Slowly, very slowly, he moved in and out of her, reaching further and further into her cunt with each stroke, and she was so wet that he was soon deep inside her, still moving very slowly. She pushed up to him, feeling his balls against her, matching his every stroke so that he could feel her pubic hair brush against his belly at every stroke. They were kissing deeply, tongues mirroring what was happening elsewhere, he stroking her breasts, her holding his buttocks controlling him. He could feel her urging him on, but he wasn't going to be hurried – her climax was going to be eased out of her ever so gently. He kept moving so slowly, and she reading his thoughts matched him, enjoying the sheer sensuousness of the feelings generated by his cock She felt a small fire starting deep, deep inside her, and felt his cock growing even bigger inside her. He felt her open up inside and knew that her time was near, and slowing down even more, reached right inside her, the end of his cock now nudging her cervix on each stroke. "I'm coming, oh God I'm coming," she gasped. "Me too," he grunted. She felt the heat intensify as the flames took hold deep inside her and she thrust desperately against him in a bid to take his semen as deep as she could. He responded pushing hard against her as a great maelstrom of fire seemed to touch every part of her body – she moaned and she thrashed as the great orgasmic fire seized her whole being and rendered her momentarily senseless. 

He felt a great gush of warm wetness from her, his balls were tightening up and he knew that he could not hold on much longer. Everything was now centred on his cock – he could feel nothing else. She knew he was very close, she knew she had to be with him and so she reached for his last strokes, before he pushed deep, so deep inside her and he gave a great cry as she felt his cock expanding in her, then jerking once, twice, three times as his warm spunk hit her cervix. At this the fire that was still glowing inside her took hold again and they clung together in their ecstasy like two people drowning. They lay there together, almost in a dream, caressing and cuddling one another, content in the release and glow that only comes from real lovemaking.

Eventually she spoke: "God that was fantastic – I can't think of anything better." He smiled and teasingly said to her, "Well I can – What about a cup of tea and a bacon sandwich?"



The Lovers



The room is dark when you come in, but you can sense the presence of your lover. The two of you have been together so long that you can feel his gaze and smell his natural scent anytime he is near. You two have been together for a long time yet every touch feels like the first, every kiss sends your heart soaring to the moon, every time you're together the excitement is just like that of new lovers. As you start to remove your coat, a match strikes and the wick of a candle blazes, pushing the darkness from all but the deepest corners of the room.

The smell of the candle is sweet yet musky....Ah now you recognize it, jasmine, your favorite. You gaze around and notice the sheets have been turned back on the bed and its littered with rose petals adding just a hint of their aroma to the air also. As you stand there enjoying the pleasurable assault on your senses, your lover comes to you. He removes your jacket and lays it across a chair, then takes you in his arms and holds you tightly. The essence of his love is radiating from his body, making you feel instantly warm and comfortable.

No one else has ever caused you to feel the way that being in his arms makes you feel. Gently he rubs your back as the stresses of the day begin to melt away into the sea of love you and your lover create together for both of you to swim in. Moving his arms up he takes your face in his hands and leans in to kiss you, lightly at first, then deeper. Much deeper... His tongue parts your lips slipping inside your mouth. This is met with a moan from you as the sensual feelings start to awaken in your body. Your tongues meet and tangle together, its almost like electrical sparks every time they touch. He begins exploring your mouth with his tongue, rubbing across your gums between your teeth and lips, stroking the roof of your mouth, then back to tangling with your tongue.

As your embrace continues his hands begin again to stroke your back, causing you to melt even closer into his embrace, working in circles across your back with the palms of his hands moving lower until he's cupping your ass in his strong loving hands. He pulls you closer. You can feel his manhood hardening as it presses against your pubic bone. You grind against him and feel him return the pressure, lips still locked your bodies completely joined from pelvis to mouth.

Your nipples get hard from being so close to him, even thru your blouse and bra. His hands leave your butt and circle around to start unbuttoning your shirt, slowly one button at a time, breaking your kiss he starts kissing down your neck covering every inch of flesh that is exposed with each button he undoes.

His nimble fingers undo the front snap of your bra, exposing your hard nipples to the cool air of the room. Instead of stopping, he continues lower pulling your shirt tail from your pants and undoing down until the last button is loose. Rising quickly letting his hands slide up your body and across your breasts on the way, your lover pushes your shirt and bra off your shoulders, down and off your arms adding it to the growing pile on the chair.

Kissing you again, he gently lays you on the rose petal covered bed and removes your shoes, then reaches up and begins unbuttoning your pants. As he begins tugging them down over your incredibly sexy hips you rise slightly off the bed to make the job easier. He slides them down your legs and adds them to the pile also.

You're laying there on the bed in nothing but a pair of purple lace boy short panties, your lover still fully clothed. He takes one of your feet in each hand and starts to massage them, working deeply with his fingers. Each of your toes, the ball of your foot, all the way to your heel, then moves to the top of your foot to your ankle His magic fingers work slowly up your legs massaging, relaxing, and heightening your excitement at the same time.

when he reaches your knees, he stops and reaches for your hands. taking them he pulls you back to a standing position and guides them to the buttons of his shirt. Instinctively you know what he wants, and you begin kissing around his mouth as your hands start undoing the buttons of his shirt. You mimic his actions from earlier, letting your mouth follow your hands down his chest, stopping momentarily to rub his pierced nipples, tugging gently at the rings there.

Your lover's reaction to just this quick toying with his new rings excites you even more. He moans deeply and his knees become visibly shaky. You make a mental note to come back and explore this more later, but first things first. You unbutton the rest of his shirt caressing his chest and belly with your hands and mouth. When his shirt is open you start right to work on his pants, undoing his belt, unbuttoning his pants planting small kisses right under the waistband as you pull down his zipper. His erection is obvious through his boxer shorts and you run your fingernails along his length before standing back up, initiating another kiss while your pelvises grind together.

You drop to your knees and grabbing the waistband of his boxers you pull them down his thighs, locking eyes with him. As he steps from his shorts you mouthe the words "I want you" and take his fully erect cock into your mouth maintaining eye contact the whole time, sliding almost the entire length into your throat. Massaging his length with your tongue you gently suck on him, then pull your head back until only his helmet remains in your mouth. You suck harder and pull him from between your lips with an audible PoP.

You lick your lips seductively then run your tongue over his tight balls, taking them into your mouth one by one and lovingly bathing them with your tongue. The musky smell of his body, and the taste of the precum you cleaned from his cock is heightening your excitement to almost unbearable levels. You alternate between taking your lovers cock in your mouth, licking it, and sucking his balls, until he tells you "Stop, its been a very long time and in your mouth is not where I want to cum right now". 

He pulls you to your feet and kisses you again, enjoying the taste of himself on your lips and tongue, then begins kissing his way down to your breasts, taking each of your nipples into his mouth nibbling gently and sucking as much of your breast as he can into his mouth, while continuing to fondle your nipple with the ring in his tongue. Moving farther down your body with kisses and licks he uses his whole hand to begin sliding those very sexy panties down your ass and hips, kissing a trail across your pubic bone to the top of your lips as they slide lower.

When you've stepped from your dripping panties your lover guides you to the bed and lays you on the edge with your legs still touching the floor. Your lover gets on his knees beside the bed and parts your legs and starts kissing up the inside of your thighs towards the center of the wonderful fragrance that fills the room. He can taste your juices on your thighs and increases the pace of his trip up your thighs. 

Your excitement continues to build, you begin to wonder if the first touch of his tongue on the soft flesh of your lips will send you over the edge, as his face inches closer he passes back and forth across the core of your excitement exhaling deeply each time letting you feel his hot breath on your wet pussy. The next pass he lightly brushes his tongue across you from left to right then back again, barely grazing your clit as he passes. This is almost more than you can stand and you grab his clean shaven head and pull him to you burying his face in your sopping pussy. 

He doesn't fight this and plunges his tongue deep inside you pulling your juices into his mouth then curling his tongue upward searching for your gspot. He grinds his nose against your clit , pushing you even closer to the edge. You push his head away and say "If you won't cum in my mouth, I won't come in yours. I want you inside me right now please!!!"

As he climbs onto the bed you tell him to lay down you want to be on top. He smiles as he lays on his back on top of the rose petals still on the bed. You straddle him, taking him in your hand you guide his hard cock to the entrance to paradise. You roughly rub his head up and down your lips, your juices coating him already, then slowly you begin to slide down onto his manhood. You both gasp as he enters you. The feelings so long repressed come flooding from both of your hearts filling you with more than just sexual desire. 

When you finally have your lover completely inside you you begin to rock back and forth, grinding your clit against his pubic bone as well as pushing him hard against your walls. Your lover grabs your breasts, gently kneading them with both hands as you rock him with pleasure. You lean down and kiss your lover quickly on the lips while you look deep into his eyes, then you rise to your knees and begin to lift off of his cock and slam back onto it, building the pace faster and faster. 

As your orgasm approaches you stop and ask your lover to take you from behind. You quickly get on all fours leaning forward to lower yourself to compensate for your lovers slightly shorter legs. Wasting no time your lover enters you, and begins to pump rapidly into your overheated depths. Once getting a good rhythm set you feel his thumb begin to play around the rosebud of your ass, slowly applying more pressure. 

The contact ceases momentarily, but when you feel his thumb again it wet, and applies more pressure than before. You instinctively relax your muscles, waiting anxiously for his thumb to penetrate you there. Knowing that the feeling of double penetration will skyrocket you to orgasm. You're right, when he finally does push past the ring of muscle you feel the orgasm building in your gut. 

Your lover moves his thumb in an opposite rhythm to that of his cock, pulling out the thumb as his cock plunges in and vice versa, pushing the pad of his thumb against the wall separating the two canals heightening your sensations even more. Just as your pussy clamps around his cock and your ass around his thumb with the first wave of your orgasm, you feel his hot cum shoot deep inside you as he pushes as deeply as he can inside you, causing your orgasm to cum even harder.

On and on the waves was over you as you feel his balls empty deep inside of you, both of you finally collapsing in a heap on the bed, overwhelmed by the power of the love you just shared. Cuddling together naked and exhausted you both fall into a deep sleep, a deep contented satisfied loving sleep.



The Lover's Dream



We arrived at the hotel...you unlocked the door and we walked into the room... I put down my case and, as the door shut automatically, we stood by the door and kissed for what seemed like an eternity but which was, in reality, only a few minutes...Our kisses got hotter and hotter...Ever more passionate...Our lips caressing anything from the shoulders up, our hands exploring everywhere...

We paused, I stepped back slightly and looked at you, liking what I saw...I mumbled something about needing a shower...you looked a little disappointed, but I assured you I wouldn't be long...I got a change of clothes from my case and my wash bag...You saw the bottle of red wine in my case, so I opened it and poured two glasses, set them on the table and headed for the shower...

I don't know what you did whilst I was showering, but when I stepped out of the bathroom in a pair of chinos and a shirt, you were wearing a lovely dress, sleeveless so it showed your shoulders and your neck...you picked up my glass and brought it to me, kissing me before you gave me the glass, your perfume intoxicating me...I remember thinking you must have freshened your make-up because your lipstick had all but disappeared before my shower...

We sat down, my arm around you, you leaning against me...I stroke your hair whilst we talk and drink the wine, some music from the radio in the room playing softly in the background...I put my glass down and lean back...the long day, the wine and you all having an effect on me...As we lay together on the sofa, your hands slowly unbuttoned my shirt and then snaked inside, your nails scraped across my chest, your hand pushed my shirt off my shoulders. You pulled yourself up so your legs wrapped over mine, your thigh pressing against my groin...all the time you were kissing my face and my neck sending wave upon wave over pleasure through me, your breath setting my skin on fire...

You pulled away and turned, telling me to unzip your dress, I duly obliged...you stood up facing me and slipped the dress from your shoulders...I watched as it fell to the floor and you stood in front of me...I watched trancelike, as a rabbit does when caught in the glare of a car's headlights, as you looked at me, wondering if I approved - something that should never have been in doubt...I felt like a gawky schoolchild that had never been with a woman, eager to experience you, in another way I was calm and relaxed by the knowledge that all good things come to those who wait..

My eyes took in every detail of you, from the black heeled shoes that elongated your bare legs and showed them off beautifully, to the necklace adorning your neck and the black lingerie that showed enough to tantalise and promised so much more. Your hair framing your face and the flickering candles you'd lit casting shadows across the room...

As if knowing what was happening in our room, the radio began playing classical music - the philistine in me couldn't work out what was being played, only that it heightened the moment...you stepped towards me, leaning forward and kissing my lips, I felt like I was on fire...you sat on my lap, wrapping your arms around me, underneath my shirt, which was unbuttoned but still on...you wiggled a bit, I guess to feel how hard I was...that fact wasn't in doubt - I wanted you, I longed for you, I ached for you...this was the culmination of months of planning, scheming, wheeling and dealing, hours of thought...all of it focused on this moment in time..

Our kissing started slowly...we were both enjoying each other, exploring each other's bodies...my hands on your breasts, your thighs, your tummy...nibbling your ear, communicating our wishes and desires through words and body...loosing ourselves in the heat and the passion of the moment....

My fingers danced across you, the silk lingerie so smooth beneath them, and my palms brushing your breasts lightly, you responding by arching your back towards me in the half-light, you radiate desire. Your hands move from my forearms to the buckle on my belt...that you deftly undo and remove from my chinos...my eyes are closed as you unbutton the trousers, anticipating what was coming... 

I jump as you playfully slap my belt across my chest...my eyes shoot open, my face shocked.. I see you smiling wickedly down at me before you begin to kiss and lick the red line you'd just made on me...and I relax again, feeling your tongue licking my nipples, your teeth biting me playfully.

You break off and reach around for our wine glasses and offer mine to me...I take a sip and place it on the coffee table...you take a sip, then pour some on my chest...proceeding to chase it down across my tummy...your face stops when it reaches my crotch, and you look up at me wickedly as if to say 'is this for me??' before pulling at my shorts to release me...your fingers curl around my shaft and squeeze... whilst your tongue rolls around the tip...the nerve ends jangling, the messages sent to my brain saying 'don't let this stop'...my body imploring you to continue.

Somehow, I'm now naked - I don't remember how. The scented candles have filled the room with an aroma as sweet as you...my moans punctuate the music as you take me on a rollercoaster of pleasure. You sense the effect your ministrations have been having and decide that now isn't the time or the way you want it...so you shuffle up and press as much of you against me as you can - every centimeter of skin that can possibly touch is in contact with you. My hands stroke your face, lifting your chin so that I can kiss you, which you respond to vigorously... 

I remember thinking you're overdressed, and lift off the teddy top and smile happily at what's underneath. We continue kissing as I explore your silky smooth skin, teasing your nipples with my fingers before lashing at them with my tongue...the way your body moves betraying the feelings I invoke...my fingers stray from your breasts to your waist and play with the elastic in the teddy bottoms, starting in the small of your back, sneaking around the front and across your tummy...which you involuntarily pull away from my fingers - it tickles you...then they work lower, between your legs, pressing the silk against you, feeling your wetness soak through the silk.. I leave my hand still, but pressing you, feeling you squirm while we kiss - our tongues exploring, your hand holding mine, persuading it to move...my fingers push your panties aside and feel your flesh for the first time, so wet and so hot...I stroke you from the back edge to the front, my fingers sliding easily through your folds...a moan escapes you as my fingers find your most sensitive spot...where they pause, circling like vultures... wheeling around, sometimes diving into you, sometimes holding back.. I remove my hand and you look at me... that look telling me I shouldn't have done that...but it soon evaporates when my tongue starts to probe you...slowly at first, lapping up your juices... doing everything my fingers had done and more...feeling your legs tighten around my head as the pleasure sears through you, building you up and up and up, until I push you over the edge and your body spasms in complete capitulation.

I take your panties from you, pick you up and carry you to the bed, your arms around my neck.. I place you on the bed, intending to stand up, but you won't let me...your arms pull me down on top of you...we're kissing, your nails scraping my back...you whisper in my ear and as I slide into you, your teeth sink into my neck...the pain from your teeth is cancelled by the pleasure from my cock...we begin to rock in unison...starting slowly, building up a rhythm that takes us onto ever higher peaks of pleasure...like the false peaks of a mountain...you keep thinking it can't possibly go any higher than this one, but lo - the next one appears just a little higher than the one you're on...With each stroke, you envelope me in a cauldron...your juices boiling me inside you. Each time I plunge into you, your body rises to meet me, wanting to devour every inch of me...each time I pull back, you try and follow, not wanting to relinquish...Our kissing grows ever wilder...I remember thinking that we could be in the middle of a hurricane and it wouldn't stop us...each stroke builds momentum...each time we move with more urgency...my senses were overloaded a long time ago...your body building once again to the top of the mountain...screaming for more...your nails digging deep into my back. I feel my balls tighten as I drive into you...finally exploding deep inside you, pumping everything I have into you...my orgasm triggering yours...I continue to slide into you...slowly winding down...until I rest inside you...collapsed together...we kiss...slowly but with such intensity that my mind is blown completely...I slide my weight off your sated body...my arms around you, stroking your hair, your shoulders, anything I can feel...And I drift off into a blissful, contented daze... the woman of my dreams in my arms..

Sometime later, I feel you move - although I'm not really aware of what you're doing, you got out of bed and went to the bathroom for a drink and I drift off to sleep while you're gone...The next thing I know, my brain is scrambling...it's receiving messages, but in it's state of drowsiness can't comprehend them - something warm and wet is on my cock...the senses of pleasure are smothering the thought process trying to work out what's happening...before I'm awake, I find myself completely turned on by your attentions, your mouth enveloping me, caressing me, sucking, licking, teasing me. I open my eyes and in the light before dawn, I watch you, part of me fascinated, part of me still trying to be analytical. You glance up at me, realising you've accomplished your Intention and smile at me. I reach down and persuade you to come up and kiss me - the taste of me still in your mouth...your body pressing down on mine; I grind my erection against you. We continue kissing, the heat and the passion building.. our kisses becoming hotter and hotter, my hands holding you, stroking you, enjoying you. You reach down and guide me inside you - our bodies communicating their desires to each other, we move in unison, our timing perfect. Neither one of us pausing, neither one in control - just a mutual understanding of what each of us wants from the other...our minds completely in sync, knowing what the other wants before they know they want it...

The sun begins to burn through the curtains as we continue to make love until we can hold back no longer and the most awesome orgasms wrack our bodies and you rest on me while they subside...

You lift your head and look straight into my eyes...

Finally, you speak,

"Good morning, lover" with such a beautiful smile, no man could resist you. 



The Lover's Reunion



It seems like we have been apart for months even though I have only been away on business for three weeks. Even speaking on the telephone morning and long into the night wasn't enough. Oh sure, the sound of your voice and how we would make love over the long distance lines (I am convinced the static on the lines was caused by our hot talk), just isn't the same as being able to hold you in my arms and make long, slow and tender love together.

The meetings broke up a day ahead but I decided not to tell you but rather to fly home after talking to you in the morning as if everything was as planned and you would be picking me up at the airport the next evening. I wanted the plane to speed eastward faster but had to wait impatiently for our landing. Once I had collected my baggage from the carousel, I hailed a cab and gave him an extra $50 if he could get me home in less than half an hour.

We made it in 28 minutes flat – there wasn't much traffic at midday – and after slipping the cabbie the fare and tip, I let myself quietly in the house. There wasn't a sound anywhere so I called out but to no avail. You were obviously out. 

I decided that I would surprise you and started by calling my dependable florist and ordered half a dozen red roses along with a large box of rose petals. They promised I would have them within half an hour so I ran upstairs, unpacked my bag and jumped into the shower. After a fast wash, I trimmed my beard and mustache – I know how you like it short so it tickles your pussy just right – tossed on my silk gown and ran to answer the doorbell. It was the florist on time as promised.

I went to the kitchen with the boxes and put the red roses into six of our best vases and placed one just inside the front door, and spaced the others to the base of the stairs and then from the top of the stairs to our bedroom. I filled the bedroom with scented candles and dimmed the rheostat so the lights were nice and low.

Already, the house was smelling of roses and became even more so and I strew the rose petals in a trail from the front door, up the stairs and into our bedroom. There were only a few more things to prepare for your homecoming; a bottle of chilled champagne beside our bed, our favorite sheer floor length gown for you to wear (draped over the banister at the foot of the stairs) and then the notes.

I taped a hand written note to the outside of both the front and back doors "Neither a word nor a sound!" and beside the negligee, "Put me on and follow the trail".

Just then, I heard your car returning and I turned off the hall lights – leaving only two candles burning – and ran upstairs to sit up against the headboard of our bed with the pillows fluffed up.

I heard a gasp as you entered the house through the front door but then only a quiet rustling. I heard you drop some groceries in the kitchen and the closing of the fridge door and then what could only be the rustle of clothing being discarded.

Just the images of your sexy body stripping itself bare were enough to start my too long denied cock to grow erect and peep through the loose fitting robe. I heard the sound of whispering silk as the gossamer gown was draped over your head and then the slight footfalls as you climbed the stairs. You stopped at each collection of roses to breath in their heady aroma and then there you stood at the open door.

What a vision of loveliness! The soft drapes of the gown gave me a full view of the fullness and curves beneath and I stood from the bed with my finger to my lips as you approached me. My arms finally encircled you and we drew close into a light brushing of our lips. The kiss became more and more impassioned as we moaned softly and I paced my hands on your firm buttocks to pull you against my raging cock. With your arms around my neck and still locked in that kiss, you ground your pussy hard against me as our moistness and heat were exchanged.

I took your hand and we went to the bed where we sat holding each other and sipping flutes of cold champagne. Only after we had quaffed a full glass apiece did we settle back against the pillows with your head against my chest thanking me for the surprise.

"My darling husband; only you could think to do all this!"

"And only for you, my darling"

We slid down together in a lover's embrace and I started to rain kisses along the full length of your body through the light material of the gown. Soon, the moistness from my mouth had your breasts and nipples showing clearing through the material and I traced your tummy with my tongue.

I went all the way down to your feet and kissed and sucked on each toe until you squirmed in delight and arousal. I could smell that sweet nectar that was pouring from your pussy as I worked my tongue up your inner thighs, pushing the gown to your waist as I did.

"Wait, darling" you said as you sat up and pulled the gown over your head and tossed it aside. I followed suit with my robe and then continued my trek along your thighs as I wended my way towards the paradise awaiting me. As you voluntarily spread your legs wide and raised your knees bringing your feet to your bottom, I was able to gaze with the love and lust I felt at that moment – and every time I beheld the site of your puffy labia and the bright pink of the inner pussy walls.

I teased my way around your cunt as I sucked on the outer lips and ran my tongue lightly over and over along your slit but never touching the sensitive clitoris that was growing longer and harder as you begged me for my tongue inside you. After about 15 minutes of teasing I relented and plunged my tongue as far as it would go. You bucked your hips in the first of many orgasms that night and flooded my mouth with the taste of heaven! It can only be compared to the elixir of the Gods!

As your cum flooded down the crack of your ass, I lubed two fingers in your juices and slowly slid them all the way to my palm inside you. You clenched them like a vise as your pussy gripped me tight. I rolled the fingers upwards to seek your g-spot as I ran my tongue lightly over your clit for the first time. This combination led to another orgasm such that shook you uncontrollably for several minutes. 

As I continued to rub that tender pad inside you and sucked hard on your clit, you sprayed forth a copious load of cum to cover my face and fill my mouth. As I was finishing drinking my fill, you reached down to pull me from your pulsating pussy and rolled me onto my back. Quickly, you mounted me and slid my cock up into you in one drop. I felt myself rub against your cervix wall as you fell forward to kiss me deeply as you tasted your cum on me.

Then, resting your hands on my chest, you began to ride my rampant cock like a woman possessed. I captured your swaying tits in my hands and kneaded them as you moved. As you increased your tempo towards a final orgasm - ready to take me with you - I gripped your nipples firmly and rolled them and tugged them to bullet-like hardness. You threw your head back as you gushed forth with a flow that felt like lava as it coated my cock and balls and I lunged up to meet you as I filled you and mixed my cum with yours. 

Our mixed issues frothed from around my still impaled cock as you fell forward onto my chest and I hugged you close and hard. We lay like that, dripping mixed cum, for a half hour as I softened and fell free of my joyous prison and we kissed as if we hadn't been lovers for months.

Finally spent, we rolled to one side of the bed to find a dry spot and spooned together as I pulled a sheet over our exhausted bodies. As I whispered words of love in your shell-like ear, the last of the candles sputtered out and I reached to the switch beside the bed and extinguished the light.

Good night and sweet dreams, my darling wife!