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Tonight I decided to sit down and share the simple fact of how much I miss your naughtiness.

From your dormant sexual energy just waiting to be unleashed all the way to your unique features… such as the incredible pure beauty of your pussy... yes your pussy... your gorgeously epic looking pussy… from its natural behaved tucked state all the way to its fully plump moist horny state… and of course everything in between.
Just sharing this brings a kinky smile to my face... when I reflect back my thoughts tend to drift right into very detailed images…

your glorious pussy remains the most memorable and the most vividly engraved… a lot of that has to do of how intimately and gradually I got to know her… mysterious at first, it felt complex and unapproachable… but time allowed me the opportunity to discover her various facets and while gradually falling totally under her spell… just her physical appearance which was almost eclipsed at first by your other radiant attributes… gradually unfolded before my eyes… the more my eyes were allowed to casually see her the more they wanted to look at her…

reflecting back on those memories triggers an avalanche of the attached emotions and stories of those moments… I really miss chatting with you and then somehow have our exchanges end up on the topic of sex… the openers and unfiltered exchanges were easy and quite unique… allowing me to explore uncharted buried urges while verbalizing them for the first time…

I miss the build up of the encounter scenarios… where, from sitting down alone and writing thoughts about it to somehow evolving to being with you a few hours later… fully charged up from our virtual exchanges… it always started with cerebral arousal… the longer the better… and one would always yield and trigger the in-person meet… it didn’t matter what day or time it was… how early we needed to wake up the next day… the desire to meet in that instant was all that mattered… and one thing those encounters provided me eventually was the visual satisfaction of the burning lust… an unrestricted full visual access to your pussy… I would just sit there in complete awe… from words based on memories… her appearance in such close proximity would never fail to satisfy me… you would just lay there naked, legs wide open offering yourself to my eyes… no other interaction… it was all about the visual beauty and you watching my complete dismay while my eyes remained riveted to her…

timidly at first I would keep a respectful distance... then gradually end up getting closer and closer… stretching the anticipation and your polite displayed desire of needing more of my presence… naughty cues such as light caresses around your tits and erect nipples or shifting positions to allow different point of views only fueled the sexual energy further… but the passiveness was delicious in its own right… you loved a good slow build up and I acquired the pleasure of waiting with you… verbal comments describing her beauty would help in distracting me from any frantic primal urge to just jump in and devour her…

but what I miss the most is how intricate certain events would unfold to create this opportunity… from our hour-long virtual chats… slowly the build up would start from nothing… although we both knew where it would take us… letting the ride take us was magical… we enjoyed every exchange as if it were the first… the gradual soft cerebral arousal was somewhat of an art and probably our strongest connection… behind our keyboards, we got to know each other buttons and became better at knowing which one to push when… as the exchanges multiplied and got more intense, it would be amazing to see the words become more direct and more raw…

witnessing the energy morph from a simple random desire to an outright intent was special… although we would always end up naked, the various paths that led us there would vary depending on the needed build up…

and at the center of every encounter your magical looking vagina would become increasingly become the focal star of the show for me… I could never get enough… reflecting back, I will admit that I was infatuated by her… with time I realized how much of your sexual energy was transmitted through her… her various physical morphing appearances would each send a very unique message about your sexual state of mind… that was probably one of the main reasons outside her sheer natural beauty not to mention the obvious satisfaction of either devouring her with my mouth or penetrating her with my cock… so many dimensions that kept drawing me back to her…

Usually the in-person meetings would culminate in the highest sexually charged conversations, especially when resulting from a prior on-going heated email exchanges… the in-person visits would slightly reset the raw and primal desires that had built up over the virtual exchanges for some brief moments…. perhaps a mutual polite effort of self restraint… perhaps a bit of shyness… it was charming in its own right…

Those first few moments of each meet, would lean back on the candid friendship foundation… it provided a certain level of comfort.… The next few moments would revert back to a certain casual conversation while maintaining the sexual undertone…

one particular memorable enjoyment was derived from having you sit close to me… I would either casually share my recent online sexual discoveries, virtual exchanges or the best was to review some of the naughty photo shoots… oh those photo shoots… I could write a book about them… their sexual effect remains as strong today as the day we performed them… this remains a special sexual adventure which I will cherish for a very very long time… something I would have never thought you would allow yourself to indulge me with… and man am I glad we did…

till today the resulting output remains as visually impactful… your naked beauty captured by my lens got better with every session… the undeniable pleasure you derived from offering yourself to my camera was just as beautiful as the attributes you displayed… your relentless creativity in varying the poses, angles, props and lingerie was just spectacular… my camera would intensely capture as many shots as possible with every session… then during the following visit, we would sit and review the best ones… we would casually share feedback on each photo… detailed commentary was always critical… hard for you to describe at first, you got better with time…

there was the few outlier stills that would simply mute you… as you paused in complete awe… their beauty was so spectacular it would be hard for you to believe you were subject… and those were the ones that really mattered… I loved featuring your attributes in ways you did not think were possible… I loved being able to show you your real beauty in ways that would be impossible for you to discover… that was the real pleasure I derived… when a photo was so good, it would make you speechless… and luckily I had enough camera skills to capture a few of those over the sessions…

ultimately you would have the final say on the ones we kept and the ones we discarded, that was the deal and it was fair… during those regular reviews you would add your own ingredient of escalation… depending on the clothing you would have chosen for that encounter, that would be the starting point for my mind adventure…

when jeans were selected (mostly the case and understandably why)… I don’t think I have seen any other girls give jeans such a sensual ingredient like you did… you just wore them like no one else… I could write a separate story about the memories of watching you try them on during our shopping sprees… but I digress…

in that moment of the evening you clearly had the full control of the escalation… and I somewhat enjoyed that… the anticipation of how you were about to toy with me was exciting… although herculean efforts of self-restraint were needed, I would curiously enjoy the never ending build up…

at times, my favorite ones actually…after a short bathroom break, you would come back fully naked… then, just stand there at the door for a few moments… allowing me enough time to fully take you in… then proceed back and sit inches from me… the electricity would be palpable… while you cleverly kept your pussy tucked away from any display… you exactly knew how crazy this made me… and you enjoyed teasing me with it…

from then on a whole new game of anticipation and indirect arousal would begin to play out… almost impossible to contain, we would juggle with the need of succumbing to our desires… this would probably be the highest level of arousal I have ever achieved with anyone without any direct physical contact… it was amazing how much arousal our brains can handle and how different it was from the more direct sexual arousal…

some desperate attempts of a subtle glimpse of your pussy lips were useless… as it remained fully hidden by your thighs pressed against one another… then gradually you would slowly and very slowly part them while revealing more of your heavenly gate… it would be hard not to directly stare…

at times, you bend down to recover something that you had probably intentionally dropped… leaning forward… for some short moments I would hold my breath… eyes frantically fixated you were indulging with a full view on your gorgeous ass and even a sight of your slit… all my brain activities would be repurposed for this sight… intensely focused… my stare was direct and without any degree of politeness… watching your ass at first, as it appeared tight and round was the first visual treat, and then letting my eyes drift down and enjoy the gap between your thighs would be the second treat... For a few brief moments that pose was the only thing that mattered... it was a gift and it would be perfectly time… helping to somewhat manage my frenzy…

that epic void triangle under your pussy as you slowly stood back up would appear in its full glorious beauty… a void that existed for the sole purpose of outlining the soft boundaries of where your pussy laid somewhat hidden... and those perfectly shaped thighs… what a magical sight that was…

as time would pass, you would often need to get up and appease your bladder.,, as you walked away towards the washroom, it would be impossible to resist following you… the first time I would contain myself to just follow you with my eyes… then for the next one, I would follow you quietly and stand at the washroom door while it remained shut… my horny brain would start piecing together every step of your common ritual… but with only one fixation; the end result... the view where your naked pussy would splendidly appear free and on display for my eyes to feast on…

As you would exit the washroom and walk back to my desk, I would be sitting back at my computer pretending to be contemplating our previous photos… only I would have gotten naked by now… As you return to sit next to me, you also want to engage in a casual viewing of my penis… mostly wondering what state of erection it would be in…

then as the review resumed, there was a special sensual effect as we reviewed our own photos…. especially the ones where we captured active intercourse… sometimes scenes that we would not be able to see during the moment… it was something new… and some of those close ups of my cock inside your pussy were just stunning… despite their raw nature, their beauty would surpass anything else… we could not get enough of those…

with time I began to enjoy your flattering comments around my penis… your particular attraction to it was making me fall in love with it… with time I would even crave to hear you talk about cock either mine to someone else’s… it was a gradual discovery of a new arousal for me… something I would let myself further explore as the trust and comfort between us would promote that type of self exploration… no fear of judgment made it easier to push the boundaries and uncover some deeply buried lustful urges…

I would not hold back in sharing how I felt on every sublime close up. With every second picture displaying some angle of your jewel it would become increasingly harder to remain passive… as our chat engaged further, every photo stimulated a different discussion point. The semi-intellectual yet highly sexually charged conversation would keep feeding that relentless epic build up... the kind of build up that would happen in the backdrop while provoking all sorts of other indirect impulses… perfectly aware of what was unfolding, we would take our time (mostly) in dragging it as long as possible as bearable… needless to say that various encounters yielded different delays in self restraint…
then, there was always that one photo... it would appear on the large screen displaying an incredible and glorious take on that precious cunt of yours… I would have developed a keen talent to capture all of her beauty through incredible timeless stills… partially flattered you would never totally accept how gorgeous it was… I would pile on the comments and pursue a passionate description of the tiniest detail and attribute… how every little detail evoked some beauty… it was so incredibly sensual and remains the most gorgeous pussy my eyes had laid eyes on.… as the friendly debate would continue I would invite you to sit on my desk and allow a live explanation of my reasoning…

after some minimal reluctance, your true desire of being naked manifests itself…! Although at times that moment would involve some peeling of clothing which added some degree of additional anticipation and other elements of beauty as you peeled those skinny jeans while revealing the tiniest thong which perfectly framed your pussy and a lousy job of keeping your pussy out of sight… at times a surprising bare pussy would reveal itself as jeans were removed…

but for that one event the reveal was much quicker…as you laid facing forward and on your back… you kept your legs pressed against one another at first, you were not about to just give it away that easily… you wanted to barter…

you direct me to stand up and put my own cock on display for her… something I had grown fond of… putting my cock on display for her eyes was a new yielded a new kind of pleasure… partly triggered by her lustful stare as she honed her eyes it… that day as I stood up, my cock had given up on any form of direct contact and had resorted back to semi state of arousal… droopy looking, it pointed downwards… a clear display of desperation… her favorite state as she had once shared… it allowed her to witness it return to a stiff erection as she parted her legs and offered me her magical pussy on full display… I would move closer to you and absorb your entire beauty at first… from your facial expression of undeniable satisfaction derived from that exhibitionism to your round plump tits expressing their arousal through fully erected hard nipples… irresistible they were hard to ignore… especially knowing how sensitive they were and how much they enjoyed being gently toyed with and fondled… sometimes I regret not giving them their fair share of attention… but I will blame this on your needy pussy… as my stare would eventually land on your vagina…

simultaneously my dick would begin morphing back into a gradual fully erect stance… noticing the morphing you would further motivate it by spreading your legs even wider… by now I have full visual access and would express an uncontrolled moan of both satisfaction and desire for more…

I would sit down while positioning my head back inches away… that was the time where I would regain full control of the escalation… I would purposely make my proximity by heavy breathing but no other contact… for now it would remain visual… while starting to arouse indirectly arouse her… it would be all about the gradual arousal… your pussy was picky that way… it took me a long time to know her better and still feel that I did not discover all of her facets…

her subtle morphing state would become more familiar… through the photos, I accounted almost twelve states of physical display… each indicating an exact level energy, arousal and need… but I eventually understood that teasing her was the key to your orgasm… at times I would love to interrupt my viewing and walk back to the other side of the desk and offer you a closer view on my fully erected cock… teasing you I would stand far enough out of reach only allowing you to watch… at times an urge for a brief up-close interaction would be needed… I would move closer to your head as it laid flat on the desk and place my cock on top of your lips… and then for the next little while enjoy your incredible sensual and passionate skills as you start softly touching my throbbing cock… gentle random touches with your tongue would set the stage… but shortly your urge to wrap your lips around my tip would unfold as it was the ultimate treat… the combination of your physical stimulation and visual display of feasting on my penis would so delicious…
the following moments would unfold into various scenarios… at times, unable to hold back anymore… I would move in faster… but most of the times we managed to stretch it… and with every session a must-have photo session would also take place… always hunting for more creative poses and more gorgeous close ups…

as you contorted yourself around the house freely roaming naked there was a perceived sense of freedom … you played along without holding back… offering yourself in as many ways as we could imagine for my camera to capture…
reminiscing back I can’t really remember how we started theses photo sessions… the early ones were captured on a nudist beach in Cuba as far as I can remember… they were probably the prelude… that day fully naked on the beach… we shared our fantasy of sex with strangers… but faced the harsh reality of not mustering enough courage to execute it… and so we eventually ended up stimulating one another, discreetly, on that very beach… almost craving being caught… after we got back and viewed the naked stills a surprising level of arousal of seeing ourselves naked was sensed by both of us... i also surprisingly enjoyed seeing a close up of a hard erection you had quietly captured in the hotel... I really enjoyed seeing my thick erect cock up close in that photo... and you clearly loved the close up of your pussy on the beach... I think that was the event that led to the photo sessions...

but as the photos multiplied during the long night, your pussy would visually and clearly morph into a final stage of full arousal… clearly drenched, it would appear with thick plump and puffed reddish lips which were now slightly parted almost as an entry invitation… with so much heat radiating from it... this arousal state would clearly become more difficult to manage... the occasional finger stroke would slide up and down your slit to both collect any dripping juices while providing some form of temporary relief… at this stage I would generally feel compelled to take it up a notch or two…

my primary desire was always to taste and slowly devour your cunt… as I laid you on a table and spread you wide open… I would move closer on your clearly eager cunt… by now she would have morphed her looks from the polite well behaved perfectly shaped pussy that I saw at the beginning of the night... to now, a complete horny, slutty, dripping wet, craving anything slut… it was epic…

from heavy breathing, soft tongue strokes would ensue from a very distant perimeter… sometimes going gently all the way up to your lips, neck and nipples… while in that position I would purposely place my hard cock right against your slit… pressing just enough to mark its presence… but no other motion was allowed… sometimes I would need to grab my camera and capture a close up of my penis solidly resting against your slit… that’s one view you can never really enjoy in the moment…

for the rest the pussy treatment would evolve gradually, slowly, softly with increasing direct contact… circling around a throbbing clit that could never be directly stimulated due to its high sensitivity… another thing I learnt with time… eating your pussy was always a conundrum for me… it was always a battle between being soft and gentle the way you liked it and the best to orgasm… and my insatiable primal desire of just succumbing to my a****l instinct and simply devour her… obviously self-restraint worked most of the time…

at times we even tried to capture those tongue pussy moments by filming them… although the produced quality was crap… turns out later they provided you with some good material during your self indulging playful moments… although we took videos some of which are quite frankly spectacular, my favorite still remain reviewing the photos... videos are good to satisfy an urge sexual need... very one-dimensional... the photos however convey so much more of the moment that was captured... they feel almost more real...

back to our story... most of the time from eating your pussy your desire for my cock would be urgently needed and I could only indulge… as I stood back… that first penetration was an event by itself… every time it almost felt like it was the first…

at first my penis would rest comfortably along your slit… the following moments were all bout the tiniest sensations… as my cock rested still I would begin to feel the warmth of your pussy… such radiating heat was simply incredible and also impossible to handle... all I can think of now is how soon can I slide myself inside you... as eagerly as I wanted it… I was fully intending on making that first insertion as slow as humanely possible... I knew how much you wanted it but also knew how much you needed to crave it first...

a few gentle strides along your slit would unfold... gentle but firm... I was taking my time but making my dick’s presence felt... both him and I were fully riveted to that slow waltz... my unwavering eyes were planted on the show and capturing every little visual detail... especially with every backward slide… as my cock retreated, revealing your gorgeous looking pussy... plump with fully engorged lips... glistening from all sorts of juices... slighted parted lips indicating your state of readiness... and a clear state of an urgent need to be penetrated...

when enough strides had unfolded with one random slide... I would stop dead in my tracks… as the tip of my penis stood dead centre in front of your heavenly gate... seconds pass as I would remain purposely still... small uncontrollable penis throbs would force contact between my thick tip and your partly open slit... torn with extreme arousal and anticipation you would respond with micro thrusts… pushing every so timidly your hips towards my pelvis... a polite invitation to come forward I guess…

then the forward motion would finally happen... slowly my tip would move towards your lips and begin to forge a path inside your pussy... torn between my primal desire of just forcefully ramming myself as fast and as deep as I can and taking my sweet time… somehow I also wanted this to last forever... the sensation of my cock parting your pussy walls during hat first insertion was simply incredible... and will remain one of the special experiences of my life…
with every quarter of an inch forward, I would feel your tight pussy walls gently give way and allow me to proceed further... always slow with some brief pauses along the way... pauses that would allow us to gasp for air... connect our eyes and enjoy every sense as it all comes together...

I simply adored the sight of my cock half way inside your pussy... so much so the occasional photo capture would be needed to immortalize it… your gorgeous pussy remaining the star and my cock only complementing it... a pussy I could not stare away from… especially when my penis was buried inside her… and no matter how many times I fucked her... that first penetration would always feel like the first time... tight, warm, moist... it was amazing...
what was also amazing is your facial expression as it all happened... your display of total surrender both through your facial expression and physical posture... said so much without any words… from your head rolled back... eyes closed... increasingly louder moans... your hands cupping your aching breasts as you nipples neared exploding… you did not need anything else… it was now all about what was happening to your pussy... the sensation of getting filled so gently yet forcefully...

physically you would completely surrender to me... legs as wide spread and open as you could... ensuring that nothing would hinder my access... you offered your entire self and your pussy for me and my hard penis to take… and the sight of offering yourself in such a way was only adding to my already extremely heightened arousal... it would be so good, that if I lost focus if only for a second, I could easily go over the edge in an instant... holding myself back was another effort I needed to master especially during that first tight penetration where your pussy would be hugging my cock from all sides…

your appearance of sensuality and horny sexuality combined with an insatiable lust for more stimulation were all captured so preciously by your demeanor and I could not get enough of it...

the penetration would resume between short pauses while my cock would gradually disappear and slowly inside you... pushing deeper and deeper you wanted all of me inside you... as far as possible... you were enjoying every inch of my cock as it sat inside you... sensing the most subtle throb of my shaft… eventually though I would reach the end of the path as my penis buried itself as far as inside you as its length would allow it... my pelvis pressed hard against you... I would stop... I would want to feel myself deep inside of you… this was another special moment... being still despite every urge forcing to push on was almost tantric… my occasional cock throbs would be matched by your strong vaginal contraction... making a tight space even tighter...

my cock would feel as if it was fitted inside a tight glove... you would raise your head and try to get a visual of your parted legs and my fully buried penis... the lack of motion was intense... the need to move was irresistible, yet standing still in that position was equally satisfying...

finally I would eventually reach the end of the path as my penis buried itself as far as it could go... my pelvis pressed hard against you... I stopped... feeling myself so deep inside of you was special... my occasional cock throbs would be matched by strong vaginal muscle contraction... making a tight space every tighter... my cock would feel as if it was custom fitted inside a tight glove... you would raise your head and try to get a visual glimpse of the show… your parted legs and my fully buried penis… but with the poor visibility you would implore me to capture it with my camera… as so I would…

the lack of motion was intense... the need to move again was irresistible, yet standing still in that position was equally satisfying... but like everything in life.. all good things must come to an end... the need to keep on fucking your pussy was getting only stronger... I needed to go
primal on you now... as I withdrew myself just as slowly… leaving behind an incredible yearning void inside your aching pussy... observing you, while desperately waiting for my next forward thrust back inside...

which would not take long... the next glide would be more assertive and quicker... reaching deep inside faster and harder as my pelvis would ram against you this time...

you moaned with pleasure as I proceed a rhythmic pounding of your pussy... alternating between fast and slow thrusts... always deep… while at times pulling out completely... so I can reinsert my thick tip back inside you… at times it would be a proper fuck fest while during others, my self-restraint would slip earlier than expected and I would fall victim to an early ejaculation… although disappointing… I would either resume eating you till you climaxed or watch you indulge some self and frantic finger stimulation… at times that would even trigger a second erection and I would resume service earlier than expected… that was the extent of the power of your pussy over me…for the lasting intercourse sessions witching positions you would eventually land on top as it was the best way for you to climax… and would allow me to use freely use my camera capturing the entire scene…

my favorite moment though was when you wanted me to finish… as you laid on the floor on your back you would pull me towards you… pulling your legs as far behind as you could… offering me full access to your cunt… at times even mumbling things like come on… take me now… I am your slut… fuck me as hard as you want… which would only make move in swiftly and resume my penetration…

except this time I would be allowed me to indulge in my own most primal medieval urges… pulling your legs backwards… you would also pull hips upward for easier access… I was about to take you as hard and as deep as I could… no regard to anything but my self satisfaction… I would ram you deep as our body would end up making full contact with every deep thrust… a quick but frantic tongue exchange would mark the closeness while your slutty eyes would keep inviting me for more… matched with dirty words at times… you would beg me to take you… words that would eventually and without fail send me into full climax… as my cock thickens for one last time… a series of deep ejaculations would mark the climax… hard and long… they would seem to last forever… it would be, by far, the purest and most unrestrained form of intense orgasm I would ever experience…

taking you in that position was a gift in some way I will be hard pressed to ever forget… only regret is that we never managed to capture it in a frame…

all in all these encounters would all have their highlights and perhaps some not quite hitting the mark… but I looked forward to everyone of them… especially when you started feeling comfortable enough to start sharing some naughty selfies with me… those were so incredible as I would be able to detect the exact energy you exuded in that moment… putting yourself in such a display was something I never thought you would allow yourself to do… which made these captured moments all the more special… from the full view ones… to the close ups… each one was either sensually or sexually charged… some outright invitations to come over and fuck your horny pussy as the photo would display an incredibly wet and puffed pussy yearning for some desperate attention…

some were even masterpieces in creativity as you got better in positioning the camera… they were sent randomly and any time would land in my inbox to my delight… sometimes even forcing to recluse myself in the washroom of the office so i can freely enjoy them… some of those were so good… they would require a quick masturbation session… in order to get through the day while maintaining some form of sanity… the ones that sent me immediately over the top were the ones you would take in your office… those were such a display of your horny mood that I would have driven over… grabbed in a random stall for quick fuck to quench your urge…

I enjoyed responding back with long details on what turned me on in each one… which I think ended up encouraging you to share more…. I think this was the moment we discovered the keen sense of pleasure you derived from reading comments on your body and its features… from that moment on we started that xhamster page where we displayed some of our stills… your pussy drawing the most comments which you definitely enjoyed reading… especially when they originated from a guy with health attributes… and boy did I ever enjoy hearing you describe your very picky preferences around what represented the perfect cock…

i could never get enough of hearing you talk about cock… how much pleasure you enjoyed when you first put it in your mouth… giving blow jobs was something you actually and truly enjoyed and I could sit for hours listening to your stories… your passion for cock was almost the trigger for new discovered arousal for them… one thing I enjoyed doing was collecting a series of photos and sharing them with you asking for your favorite one… partly to read your feedback and partly to better understand your specific taste… with those exchanges an new urge would emerge… an urge to share you with a complete stranger… both to watch you and perhaps for me to explore my cock curiosity further… alas it never happened… although we did come close with our friend on xhamster…

he was the perfect candidate for that adventure… curious enough and as horny as us… he was mesmerized by your pussy photos and you also found his cock quite decent… but somehow life did not allow the moment to happen… I masturbated so many times to that fantasy, you have no idea… I was craving so many elements of the adventure… from spectating as you would blow him… as he would then fuck you… then as we both shared you… and then when the arousal was high enough making direct contact with him… holding his cock in my hand at first… getting to know it by gently fondling it in semi hard grip… all the while pausing and sensing its effect on me… he was so sexually charged it could have only been amazing… encouraging to go further in the exploration… under your supervising arousing presence you would jon both our cocks against one another… the sensation that I mostly craving…feeling a stiff shaft pressed against mine… throbbing against one another proving the difficulty in taming them…

I wanted to capture it with my lens as both cocks sit along each other… then gently begin to rub against one another… with your hand grabbing them in position… the rub would probably feel epic… both the visual stimulation and the actual contact would be so new and a lot to absorb…

your yearning stare on both our cocks would be noticeable as shortly after you would feel compelled to move your mouth close and begin to lick our shafts… still pressed against each other, you would cleverly insert your tongue between our shafts and begin sliding along the entire length while skillfully paying special attention to the inner tip part… the view would surely be epic…

after a short while you eventually separate us and take turns at swallowing each shaft as deep inside your mouth as you can… another keen sense of you enjoy from taking entire cock inside your mouth… and that’s why the preference was always towards girth versus length…

the pleasure you would display while sucking his dick would surely drive my curiosity further… and I would succumb in further exploration by joining your mouth and begin some form of timid mouth love around his cock… I would imagine that feeling his stiffness would probably be the most exciting part… it would probably be so new while also somewhat familiar… after all I know this tool quite well… and surely enough would most probably find the right trigger spots quite easily… what would charge the whole moment is the presence of your active mouth in such close proximity… watching it perform its best act in a such a close up would be another serious craving… listening the slurping sounds as your mouth and tongue would move around his entire cock… so sexual I would probably feel compelled to interrupt you and savagely stick my tongue in your mouth for some additional stimulation… and perhaps admit openly to my arousal derived from the kinkiness of tasting your mouth after having another man’s cock in it seconds before…

we would then both resume our licking and sucking while covering his entire penis… from tip to shaft, balls to anus… we would not leave any part unattended… while he laid there is total dismay with an extreme level of satisfaction as this entire new experience unfolded…

following this there so many things I would love to try… from shoving his pulsating cock inside your glistening pussy while remaining close enough so i could hear his cock sliding in and out of you… from alternating between our cocks inside your pussy… with the sole intent of hearing how each feels inside you… probing for the smallest detail you can share… I want to hear ir all… even if his feels better… you will need to explain why… and also whether you felt any difference while alternating them inside your mouth… I want you share it all… I am so craving this…

watching your familiar gorgeous pussy being fucked by him would probably feel weird at first but I am sure that his sexual energy would help quickly get over it… I would remain close to observe your visual and audible queues… I want to see how differently he fucks you… I want to see and feel your level of arousal… is it enhanced by the fact that your letting a complete stranger fuck you on the first encounter… somewhat I don’t think so as I know for a fact you’ve had that before… what about my presence… what is the effect is my familiarity allowing to release yourself more… be less restrained… perhaps connect with your inner slut while letting yourself completely go… we talked so many times about that lingering urge you keep buried inside and that is rarely allowed to fully express itself… I am really hoping it is… because the spectacle of watching you getting fucked by this dude would probably be the horniest thing I would have ever done… not so much the threesome as I have had that before… but your familiarity and our existing relationship combined by a new type of connection I have with him… these two elements are the killer ingredients in my lust for this adventure…

perhaps also the ability for me to fuck you in front of him would also generate some form of pleasure… although I will admit that I would probably need more than one person to observe for exhibitionist urge to be fully satisfied… another experience to add to the list…

but this one tops the list for sure… particularly if we add a camera to the mix… what a treat that would be…
the ability to freely share the urges of the adventure and what was truly arousing is what I cherished the most… I could just freely share anything with you… and you spread your legs occasionally too indulging me in the most glorious pussy ever… I will not deny how much I miss her… although the photos keep me somewhat satisfied and able to occasional self pleasure myself… the live version was that mush more spectacular to see… perhaps one day you will be horny enough that you will an expected selfie… perhaps next time we meet you will allow me a quick sneak peak without asking for it…

and perhaps the mere act of putting it on display for me will trigger an urger of perhaps some mouth love… a stolen forbidden moment due to our current life situations… a stolen moment which will have its own exciting attributes due to its unplanned nature and perhaps allowing some form of deep desire resurface freely… while two familiar organs are joined for another session of intercourse… and perhaps we will never have the opportunity to act on any of this and the photos and videos will be our only way to look back and savor the memories which is something at least we can fall back on…

I miss you for reasons way beyond what I shared in this story… although our relationship never worked out, the friendship that ensued remains the most special connection I’ve had in recent years... and that I will always be grateful for… sadly I will never have the courage to share this story with you...

Love

Same as my dear friend... this is a letter that you will p Videos

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letter6

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Letters from a Friend in Paris Letter 08

I found myself the guest of the most charming and agreeable family. The father was a fine, handsome man of fifty-one years of age. His wife, quite younger to him, was becoming plump. She was, however, evidently in the full force of health and strength, and although somewhat too prominent in bosom and belly, one could see by her remarkably fine arms how firm her flesh was. It was evident also that her arse must be of stupendous proportions. Her step was firm and elastic, her feet small, and...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris Letter 09

I was obliged to break off my last letter, as the recollection of those two lovely creatures posing their naked and beautiful forms, all unconscious of a witness to their incestuous proceedings was too exciting for me to continue the de***********ion that day. Now that I am in a cooler mood, I will give you further details of the delicious scenes of which I was an eye-witness. A few minutes passed in mutual admiration of their enchanting forms. Louisa then taking the splendid prick of her...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris Letter3

-------------------- LETTER 3 After the scene last described I passed a very restless night, in which I studiously avoided any sort of pressure on my unruly organ. Next morning I was in a sad state of burning desire. I sat before the fire, finishing the picture of Tom for Louisa and then she came, looking more beautiful than ever, with a certain languid air, which made me suppose that she too had passed a restless night after our exciting work yesterday morning and my detailed...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris Letter2

----------------------------- LETTER 2 To really emit is to spoil the thing. Of course, such a scene as I had under my eyes in photographing the secret charms of dear Louisa threw all my philosophy to the winds and, as soon as I was alone, I could not refrain from frigging myself until a copious discharge relieved me from my extreme excitement. I also confess that once, I became so awfully hard when reading Petronius, where the tutor seduces his beautiful pupil after dinner when the...

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Dear Brandi Letter Of Confession

Dear Brandi, There are so many things that I need to say. There are so many things that I see in you, that you don’t see in yourself. The nature of it all sits so well in your being. You can’t see past your hurt and pain to see what’s in front of you. I know we both have our differences, and I know that what you see in me is not what you’re looking for. But what I feel for you is more than I’ve ever felt in my whole life. I can feel my entire soul flow with love every time I think of you, see...

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Office Virgin 8211 Lite Aa Blood Vanthathu Pola Irrunthathu

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The Letter

Gemma Young paced back and forth in her living room as she furiously scolded her son. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected to come home from work to find him having sex not only with their neighbor Sarah Matthews, but with her cute daughter Ashley too! Fancy that — a mother-daughter combo! Right there in her very own bedroom! The audacity of it! To see them both kneeling before him, covered in spunk. She had been lost for words and had just stood in the doorway eyes-wide aghast. A few...

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The Letter

Gemma Young paced back and forth in her living room as she furiously scolded her son. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected to come home from work to find him having sex not only with their neighbor Sarah Matthews, but with her cute daughter Ashley too! Fancy that -- a mother-daughter combo! Right there in her very own bedroom! The audacity of it! To see them both kneeling before him, covered in spunk. She had been lost for words and had just stood in the doorway eyes-wide aghast. A few...

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Charlottes Mum Actions Mrs Denvers Letter

25 year old Charlotte walked nervously down the stairs holding the letter that her Mum would have to sign, her bottom stinging from the caning she had been given by Mrs. Denver just an hour or so earlier. The letter made it very clear her Mum was expected to give her a spanking before she got back to College tomorrow. Charlotte was worried a spanking today would open the flood gates, that her Mum would insist that spanking her will also be reintroduced for her at home purely for disciplinary...

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A Misplaced Letter

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Letter of Intent

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Reluctance
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Kellys Punishment Letter

This is the final part of the story. Jenny, Charlotte, and Kelly, have all been disciplined by Mrs Denver. Three Mum’s who are spanked by the Headmistress who runs the Academy attended by their daughter’s. Each being given a Punishment Letter under the Parent Discipline Scheme. Each needing to ask for a spanking today or receive a double punishment tomorrow. This is the story of 39-year-old Kelly getting her second spanking. When Kelly parted company with Charlotte outside the Academy, she saw...

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Charlottes Punishment Letter

This is the third story in the current series about Mrs Denver. She has disciplined three adults, as well as giving 42-year-old Jenny Howe her second punishment. Charlotte goes home so her Mum can discipline her again and sign her Punishment Letter. It doesn’t go as smoothly as Charlotte had hoped. 25 year old Charlotte Thomson and 39 year old Kelly Hall were both rubbing their bottoms as they walked away from the Academy, each with their Punishment Letter in their hand. Jenny stayed at the...

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The Letter

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The Letter

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Ninas Punishment Letter Spanking

Nina was at least glad that the time to go home had come but knew she had one last difficult task to do. Having tidied up her desk, she stood up, making sure as she had always done since being spanked earlier that her dress did not ride up so far that her red legs would be easily seen by those behind her. She managed it, and then looked across at Miss Millie, took a deep breath, and, as her bottom was still stinging from the spanking, she walked over to her boss. Millie looked up as Nina stood...

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Jennys Punishment Letter The Return Visit

Jenny entered the school secretary’s office holding her Punishment Form. The 42 year old knew the words off by heart, those her Mum had written just two days ago. The request is for 18 strokes of the cane and the reason was simply caught lying. Jenny’s Mum had berated her and Jenny had promised it was the very last time but no matter what Jenny said her Mum filed out the Form, handed it to her daughter, and whilst she was still in the room phoned Mrs. Denver’s office, spoke to Charlotte, and...

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Jennys Punishment Letter The Return Visit

Jenny entered the school secretary’s office holding her Punishment Form. The 42 year old knew the words off by heart, those her Mum had written just two days ago. The request is for 18 strokes of the cane and the reason was simply caught lying. Jenny’s Mum had berated her and Jenny had promised it was the very last time but no matter what Jenny said her Mum filed out the Form, handed it to her daughter, and whilst she was still in the room phoned Mrs. Denver’s office, spoke to Charlotte, and...

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Letter from the Inquisition

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Jennys Punishment Letter Ordeal the Finale

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Erotic Expectations Letter 1

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The Last Letter

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The Letter

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LettersPart 2 The Letter

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Building a CAP Based FutureChapter 31 The Arrival of a Letter

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Jennys Punishment Letter Ordeal Continues

This continues the story of a mother and daughter's discipline. Please read the earlier chapter, "Mother and Daughter Punishment Letter Ordeal" first, already published:By the following morning 42 year old Jenny and 17 year old Charlotte had recovered from the spanking Grandma gave them both the night before although their bottoms were still sore and neither felt like sitting down. They went together to the Academy to hand in their punishment letters. Charlotte was at her desk when Olivia and...

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Letter to My Navy Man

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His Letter

Alison Carter was driving to her job as a junior high English teacher and counting her blessings. She found her job very fulfilling and enjoyed being at work. In the three years she had been teaching, she had developed a reputation as a firm but fair teacher who was always in control of her classroom. She did her best to keep a usually boring subject interesting and was well-liked by her students and fellow teachers.She met her husband, Ken, during the last semester of her senior year. He was...

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A Letter to My Wife Becky The ultimate revenge fu

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Letter to a Cuckold

Dear Wimp, So you are Mary’s husband, the loser, the wimp, the shrimp-dick that I’ve heard about. Well, I’ve got good news and bad news for you, wimp. The good news is that until last week, Mary had been faithful to you. Faithful for five years of marriage. That’s almost a miracle. That such a drop dead, knock-down gorgeous babe like Mary could have remained faithful to a wimp like you for five minutes is hard to believe. It just shows how religious she really is....

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Fanny Hill Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure Letter the First Part 9

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Letter to a Super Stud

A story of revenge and punishment. Dear Super Stud, You seduced my Caroline too and you did write me a letter explaining what you did together. So thoughtful of you. It is not the first letter you wrote to men you considered as wimps, is it? I hope you will enjoy your time with Caroline today. I saw to it she is well prepared. I put what I thought she should wear on her bed, the thin white semi transparent silk blouse, a short black skirt and a pair of high heels. I am sorry to say, just...

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Letter to a Super Stud

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Form Letter

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Letter from a Slave Girl

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The Letter

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Letter From the GraveChapter 4 partial reconciliations

Another year went by. Three years without Nora — a full year of "life after the letter." My feelings about the letter and its contents were still bad. I missed loving Nora, and I missed missing her the way it should have been. People have different beliefs about reincarnation, about where the soul goes after death and about ghosts. But using this miserable excuse as a reason to ruin my love and my life, well, I just could not understand it. I kept feeling like a cuckold husband whose wife...

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Erotic Expectations Letter 3

I once more stood at the table. Blindfold raised, letter to the right of me, bell to the left.I glanced at the window and saw that the sun had moved around a little. Rays of light were streaming across the floor towards me; nearly reaching my feet. I don’t know how long I had been in the shack. But I knew one thing. I had learned an awful lot about myself, in what seemed to be such a short space of time.As I looked on letter number three, I reflected on my previous conversations with ‘M’. I was...

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Erotic Expectations Letter 3

I once more stood at the table. Blindfold raised, letter to the right of me, bell to the left.I glanced at the window and saw that the sun had moved around a little. Rays of light were streaming across the floor towards me; nearly reaching my feet. I don’t know how long I had been in the shack. But I knew one thing. I had learned an awful lot about myself, in what seemed to be such a short space of time.As I looked on letter number three, I reflected on my previous conversations with ‘M’. I was...

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Letter from Augusta

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The Christmas Letter

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A Letter Never Sent

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Life in 2115 A letter to the future

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Mother and Daughter Punishment Letter Ordeal

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Mason Letter 6

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Letter From Ithaca

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Fucked Girlfriend8217s Bestfriend In Oyo Room

Hi friends! My name is Divine and I’m here with another story and I hope you will like this one. This happened last week. I’m in last year of my graduation and fortunately, I have a girlfriend since second year. So, coming to the story. The name of the girl in this story is Vaishnavi. She is my girlfriend’s bestfriend and they are like sisters. One day, my girlfriend and I were casually talking and I asked my her to have sex with me. But she said I won’t do it till marriage. I tried to convince...

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Jennys Punishment Letter

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The Letter A True Story

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Life in 2115 A letter to the future

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Letter of recommendation1

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A Dear John Letter

Hello, just to let you know there is no graphic sex in this story, sorry. Suggest you find another author for that. Constructive critiques and comments about the story are very welcome and appreciated. Thanks for reading my story. Please enjoy. This story was inspired by the 1953 country song, ‘DEAR JOHN’ first recorded by Ferlin Huskey, then later by Skeeter Davis and others during early to late 60s. Dear John, oh how I hate to write. Dear John, I must let you know tonight. That my love...

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A Note a Letter Ch 02

In the weeks and months that followed Glen’s and Sarah’s declaration of their love for each other Glen often remembered Rosemary’s words, ‘Why don’t you piss off and find yourself a nice little virtuous young maiden who’ll keep her legs closed to everyone except you…if you can find one.’ ‘Almost prophetic words,’ Glen thought. Glen returned to working in the practice while Sarah stayed at Rascals Point. He went to see her as often as he could and occasionally Sarah came to the city and stayed...

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The Letter

I hurried to get to Georges house. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief as I was 7 minutes early. I had an easy gait and was soon unlocking the door and made my way to the kitchen to put away what groceries I had bought. I cocked my head as I thought I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I took my top off as I assumed it was George so I tiptoed to the door and flung it open and went “ TAA DAA “ then immediately covered my breast and asked Geoff what he was doing in Georges bedroom. He...

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The Letter

I hurried to get to Georges house. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief as I was 7 minutes early. I had an easy gait and was soon unlocking the door and made my way to the kitchen to put away what groceries I had bought. I cocked my head as I thought I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I assumed it was George so I tiptoed to the door and flung it open and went “ TAA DAA “ then immediately asked Geoff what he was doing in Georges bedroom. He waved me off with his hand then covered the...

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