****** The Wet One @ 41 by Festerface ******
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The Wet One @ 41


Picture yourself in a floor-length deep, purple, shimmering, silk robe, with
billowy caftan style sleeves. A two-inch white and gold lace border accents the
collar, cuffs, and bottom. Below this lace border is white rabbit fur.

Beneath this exquisite garment, you are wearing a matching shear, peignoir,
panties, and teddy. Like the robe, these enticingly delicate and seductive
garments are accented around the collar and sleeves with a four-inch band of
matching purple lace and Rabbit fur.

You walk into the large cathedral-ceiling loft-style bedroom, with a massive,
dark walnut 4-poster canopy California King-size bed. The massive posts of the
frame have intricately carved representations of Native Alaskan Totems. Beneath
the mattress is a built-in six-drawer unit that, like the posts, has intricate
carvings of Native Alaskan Art on the drawer fronts. Cradled between the middle
fingers of each of your hands are four-ounce crystal brandy snifters. Each
snifter contains two ounces of outstanding Martel XO Cognac. You glide towards
the oversized play-pen of a bed and sit down between my legs. You offer one of
the snifters to me, and I take it from your right hand. I inhale the bouquet of
fine liquor, swirling the snifter, and sampling the flavor of the amber liquid.
As the liquor flows slowly down my throat, a pleasant warm glow spreads
throughout my body. I carefully place the snifter on the headboard of bed, I
take your right hand, drawing it gently towards my face. I gently kiss, and nip
the back of your hand, then I slowly and gently nibble the inside portion of
your luscious wrist. My tongue traces a delicate pattern upward from your wrist
towards your inner elbow, pausing there momentarily to tease the sensitive
flesh. My tongue continues its upward journey, to your shoulder, and onward to
the nape of your luscious, shapely, inviting neck. Here, I slowly, and
deliberately, tease, nibble and suck on the exquisitely sensitive flesh of your
neck. A low rumbling growl emanates from my throat as my tongue traces its way
up to your ear. Gently, I nip, and nibble on your tasty, inviting ear lobe.
Slowly, I trace the entire surface of your ear, slowly exhaling on the slightly
damp flesh.

A gentle shudder passes through your body, and goose flesh appears on your
arms. My hands begin to roam freely over your entire form, gently caressing
your lustrous body as they go. Slowly, I untie the neck of your robe and slip
it leisurely down over your shoulders. As I uncover each new square inch of
your form, I pause to pay tribute to it with my lips, teeth, and tongue. I
raise my head from your exquisite torso, to once again, visually savor your
delicate lithe form, and I gently deposit your robe and peignoir on the floor
beside the bed. As I survey your inviting body, a deep gnarled growl of desire
escapes my lips, and I bury my face in the exposed portion of your belly
between your teddy and your shear panties... I catch their waistband between my
teeth, and ever so slowly and sensuously I draw them down across your hips and
legs. Every few seconds, I pause to stimulate and tease each newly exposed area
of your flesh with my fingers, teeth, tongue and lips.

The slight musky aroma of your natural perfume serves only to increase the
intensity of my passionate desires for you. Wishing to savor the lust-filled
burning desire of the moment, I slowly retrace my path upwards from your
ankles, nuzzling, kissing, and nibbling my way upwards towards your knees.
Pausing there to gently nip and suckle the back of each knee. Upward, ever
upward, my lips tongue, and fingers trace patterns of fiery delight along your
inner thighs. Ever so gently, I brush the bristly stubble on my chin against
the delicate flesh of your Mons Venus.

I slide slowly from my current position towards the foot of the bed, coming to
rest kneeling on the floor. I gently pull your body towards me, slowly
spreading your legs, as your mound moves ever nearer to my face. My nostrils
flaring, as they gorge themselves on the heavenly musky scent of a warm
inviting woman, natures perfect perfume, an aphrodisiac. I slowly, ever so
slowly drag my hands, fingers fully extended, upwards along your sleek, satiny
legs, from your ankles to your hips. My fingertips barely touching your sweet
creamy skin. As my hands caress their way ever higher, they leave trails of
goose flesh in their wake. Your breath begins to quicken, and distinct moans
and gasps of delight escape through your lips.

A light mist of perspiration appears on your forehead. I lift my head, and in a
voice deep with the huskiness of desire, ask you if you want me to stop what
I'm doing. You reply in a voice steeped with the burning frenzy of arousal, you
loudly announce for all in the room to hear... "Hell No, and If you do stop,
I'll rip your ears off." Smiling and chuckling, with the knowledge that for the
moment you are totally under my spell. I once again fasten my lips on the nape
of your neck, nuzzling, and gently biting my way up to your earlobe. I lick and
trace along the inside of your ear with the constantly flicking tip of my
tongue. Slowly exhaling so the warmth of my breath hits where my tongue has
just been. My hands roam slowly from kneading the fabulous mounds of flesh that
are your buttocks, along the bottom edge of your teddy. They reach the Velcro
fastening strips, and slowly tug to separate the garment, and free the last bit
of your desire-scorched flesh from its cloth prison.

Now the straps of the Teddy are the only thing holding the delicate garment to
your body. I raise my mouth to the strap on the right, gripping it between my
teeth, and with my arms spread wide away from your body in a gesture that
speaks of a child calling out "Look Ma, No Hands," I bite and tug at the strap
in a fit of intense desire-induced frustration. Suddenly, the strap comes free
of its Velcro attachment, and a snarl of pure lust-filled satisfaction rolls
from the depth of my chest. With surprising agility, I move to the remaining
strap, seizing it, and rending it from the garment like tissue paper. The teddy
falls from your body to dangle from the remnants of the strap still clinched
between my teeth. My mouth opens, and in a sudden deep gasp, I inhale deeply,
while my eyes roam your silky flesh. As I survey the firm luscious mounds of
your breasts, the teddy slowly flutters to the floor.

I pause for several seconds, enchanted by the luster of your feminine form. My
eyes slowly sweep along your body, up, down, and up again, with a loving look
of admiration. I cock my head to one side and stare while I inhale through
pursed lips. The air whistling as it passes my lips, filling my lungs. A
profoundly deep desire-scorched voice escapes my lips, stating... "My God,
Woman... You're as beautiful today as the day I first met you..." You blush,
and giggle, pulling my head gently towards the nourishing mounds of your
breasts.

As my tongue slowly draws wet circles around the ever-hardening nub of your
left nipple, my hand is gently tweaking, and caressing the firm erect flesh of
your right nipple, in unison with my tongue and teeth, my fingers slowly roll
and squeeze the ultra sensitive nub of flesh, till a short muffled gasp of pure
lust escapes your lips. Your breath is coming in choked, girgled pants, as my
free hand slowly traces a path ever downwards to your Mons Venus. My fingers
gently roam and stroke the prickly coarse hairs of your mound. Searching,
seeking, and finding the ultra sensitive button of nerves hidden just beneath,
I gently roll your clitoris between my fingers. An animalistic growl of desire
escapes your lips in the form of two words screamed out to the heavens,
"ooooohhh... yyyeeeeesss..." The words hiss from your open mouth, and your eyes
glow like two burning embers in the darkness.

Suddenly, you shout in screams of lust-filled pleasure... "Don't You Dare Stop
Now." I chuckle, in a deep devilish tone, while stroking my beard, and I say in
an innocent voice, "Who Me?" You reply in a voice thick with the overtones of
lust "Yes, You" as you grab the back of my neck, and pull me with all your
strength towards your navel. I willingly follow your silent direction, and
begin to nip, kiss, and tease the lustrous flesh of your flat, taut abdomen. I
pay particular attention to your navel, first dragging my stubby chin lightly
across, then I teasingly flick my tongue in and around it.

As I move ever lower, while continuing to enjoy the salty, sweet flavor of your
flesh mixed with your natural feminine perfume, your hips begin to quiver and
bounce. As my mouth reaches the heart of your mound, and my tongue slowly
separates your nether lips, you scream in a voice that shakes the rafters "OH
Yes...." I fasten my lips on your clitoris, and suck, nibble, and work the
precious button back and forth. At that moment, your legs crash closed, and you
grip my head firmly, and pull me ever closer. You scream out in the frenzied
peak of orgasmic bliss. I suddenly purse my lips, and while keeping them in
contact with your engorged love button, I blow, causing my lips to vibrate, and
make the noise of a motor boat. You scream out again, "I don't believe this."
Your scream dies out into an impassioned gurgle as I continue to be a human
vibrator. Your breath comes in ever faster and shallower gasps as you enjoy one
seething orgasm after another, till short of breath, you pass out. I push
myself back onto my haunches, and look down at your still, but shaking form, I
reach down, and slowly shake you in an effort to revive you. When you regain
consciousness, I slide behind you, and hold you spoon fashion, while you slowly
return to the here and now...

I cover us with a deep purple satin sheet, and my hands and tongue once again
start to trace trails of goose flesh up and down your torso. You reach gently
behind the marvelously soft mounds of your buttocks, seeking out my firmly
erect manhood. You carefully wrap your hand around it, and slowly stroke it
from base to tip and back. You allow your hand to wander lower, till you gently
grip my scrotum. Your hand hefts and casually measures the weighty fullness of
my balls. You giggle and comment, "Oh, they are so heavy and full. I think I
may be in trouble tonight...." You gently guide the tip of my proud member to
the warm, moist, tight entrance to your love tunnel. You spread your nether
lips, and I slowly enter your hot tight channel from behind you. While
continuing to hold and caress your body spoon fashion, as I enter ever deeper
into you, I feel like I am sinking myself into a warm moist cavern that fits me
like a custom-made glove. Your inner muscles are massaging their way up and
down the length of my engorged member. Our bodies slowly begin to undulate in
the timeless rhythm of nature. Slowly, and ever so gently, I am nuzzling your
neck, shoulders, and ears. Occasionally, my lips alight on the nape of your
neck, and I nip, gently nibble, and latch onto the tender flesh, sucking it
into my mouth. From deep within your throat, an impassioned gurgle emanates. My
arms that are wrapped around your body, slowly they draw my hands downward from
your engorged, erect nipples to the flat firmness of your belly. My fingers
barely tracing their wispy touch along your smooth, soft supple skin... All the
while, our hips are moving in a slow circular motion, as I gently but
powerfully thrust myself inside you... Between deep, impassioned breaths, I
whisper how beautiful you are, how your timeless form excites me to no end, and
how I want our souls to remain intertwined as we are throughout eternity.

As we continue to tease and please each other, the pace of our lovemaking
increases to a fervent pitch. We begin to breathe in short passion-filled
gasps, as our hips move ever faster against each other. Our pace quickens, and
a low moaning whine escapes your throat, to play off the walls and ceiling of
the bedroom. Your inner muscles clamp down on my manhood, and you scream out
the intensity of your orgasm. Our hips continue their timeless frenzied motion,
as the fires of our passion continue to consume us. Once again, you cry out in
the throws of orgasmic pleasure, and just as you reach your peak, a deep-seated
animalistic roar emanates from my throat, and I slam my hips into the firm
mounds of your buttocks. There I remain, fully ensheathed inside you, as I
experience a soul rendering orgasm of my own. As we continue to slide back down
passion's ladder towards reality, we continue to hold, caress, and cuddle each
other in our post climatic bliss.

The next morning, I awake well before the time that our alarm is set for. As
the mists of sleep slowly clear from my mind, I realize that I am still holding
you spoon fashion. I cuddle closer, and notice that I have a raging hard-on
that is trapped between the luscious checks of your ass. I slowly bring my hand
up, and gently stroke my fingers through your hair. I lean forward so that I
can lick and nibble your earlobe and neck. I move my hips closer to you, and
you instinctively push the pillowy mounds of your ass back against my crotch.
You grind your hips in a circular motion, and my cock slips between the moist
lips of your tight love tunnel. My hips surge forward, fully ensheathing my
cock inside you. Still asleep, you let out a mumbled moan of pleasure. I reach
around you, and take your breasts in my hands, gently rolling their nipples
between my fingers and thumbs. I lean down and whisper in your ear what an
outstanding fuck you are, and that I never want this time to end. You groan
louder, as I begin to undulate my hips slowly in a circular motion. Suddenly,
you start to actively participate in our lovemaking by rolling and slamming
your hips back into me. You turn your head towards mine, and you kiss me like a
hungry tigress. Your tongue enters and battles with my tongue.

In this oversized playpen we find our players, you and I, together, spoon
fashion on our right sides. We are covered only by a deep purple colored satin
sheet. By the sounds emanating from us, there can be no mistake in our
activities for anything other than intense love making...

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