The Liberation Of Father Mortimer
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Alone at last. How often do I get a quiet house with no worries? I turn on some music as the sexy bluesy voice of Joss Stone plays throughout the apartment I slip into my little yoga shorts and a tank top. It's unseasonably warm for November and I'm not planning on leaving the house.
I'm gently swaying to the music singing along wildly out of key, not that the cat cares. My tummy grumbles so I head to the kitchen. Cooking is a passion that I don't take lightly. Finding the right partner within the dish is also a thrill. It's like finding spark of attraction between ingredients. You wonder will this merging be a tasteful explosion on your tongue or will this be a pizza delivery night.
As I shift through the kitchen on the hunt for my tangle of flavors this evening I reach for the wine. Long days and no time for yourself can be taxing. I pour half a glass of the rich red I have on hand. I lift the glass to my mouth and allow the liquid to pool on my tongue. The notes hit my tastebuds with a rush of excitement. Quickly taking another sip I know this night is just what I needed.
I busy myself in the kitchen making some dinner. Joss is still belting it out over the speakers. I am certainly feeling the wine right now. My body is warm and flush as I dance around the kitchen singing loudly. Suddenly I'm flooded with a memory. My skin grows hotter, yet fills with goosebumps. An image of your lips fills my head. I take a deep breath and shake the thought out of my tipsy brain.
This is my night, no thinking, no obsessing, no pining! Dinner is ready so I grab the bar stool and have a seat. The linguini with clam sauce I've created is a much needed treat. The notes of the salty clam mixed so perfectly with the cream I'm beyond surprised when the flash of spinach and garlic flavors fill my mouth. It's almost like a food reduced orgasm for my mouth. A foodgasm! I all too quickly finish my dinner and pat myself on the back. The wine... Yep it's still flowin'. My dancing has taken a more sensual sway now that I have a full belly and a slight buzz.
Another thought of those plump lips assaults my mind. So warm and soft what are those lips doing now? I quickly curse myself for even wondering. Dancing through the kitchen wine in hand I bump into the counter hitting my hip roughly. My mind is taken back to your hands covering those hips in a grasp that was unbreakable. Your lips on my neck lightly peppering my skin with kisses. Your hands on my hips daring anyone to try and move them. Your words flood my ears. "You're so beautiful", "your skin is like velvet.", " I can't wait to taste more of you."
I've spent hours shaking these memories of you this evening. My guard is down thanks to the burgundy goddess now flowing through my veins. I'm weak, I know. I drop on to the couch glass in hand and close my eyes. I'm ready for the onslaught of visions. The memories of our one night. Those lips are the first to haunt me yet again. This time they're on mine. They move in rhythm with mine as your tongue coaxes my mouth open. Your hands come around and tangle in my hair at the base of my neck. Using slight pressure to angle my head for a deeper kiss. I blush as I realize this memory is making me wet. My hand is slowly and softly striking my neck where your hands once laid.
As my thoughts continue to drift my hands do as well. My soft hands are under my tank top plumping my small breast and tweaking my tender nipples. I pinch a little harder on one and cry out softly. Maybe this is what I need. A release could be enough to free my mind from your hold. The music is still sensual and pumping through the speakers. The bass line hits so hard I can feel it in my sensitive center.
Looking at my glass of wine I pop my feet up on the ottoman and raise my hips. I skip my tiny shorts over my hips and off my beautiful behind. I'm now bare from the waist down. Feeling bold today I immediately test my center. I run my middle finger through my core and an delighted by the moistness that greets me, pulling my finger out I slowly tease my own lips with the juices I've encountered. I lick my fingertip clean and lick my lips.
I go back to my memories and continue manipulating my overly sensitive breasts. A pinch here, a twist there. Now engorged and feeling every slight touch I'm journey down my stomach. My fingertips find my bare mound. A flashback of your face buried in this very place has me splaying my legs as wide as I can. The crush of cool air hits my warm wet center and goosebumps fill my skin causing my already painfully hard nipple to get harder. The pain is so pleasurable I reach down and collect some of my juices and rub it onto my erect nipples. My right hand is already strumming my hard clit. Gentle pressure applied and a slight flick causes a variety of sensations. The feeling of the head of your hard cock rubbing on my clit has me needing more. I rub in s circular motion feeling the juices run down my ass. What I wouldn't give for you to know what I was going with you in my mind. A thought of recording it for flutters through. Nah, he wouldn't be interested in that, at least, not from me.
Shaking negative thought I continue my self pleasure. I'm pinching and rubbing my swollen clit, but I've yet to breach that warm wet opening. Knowing if I enter it now I'll explode I decide I'm not ready for this to end just yet. I trace the juices dripping from my pussy down to my ass. I gently massage my juices into the tender area and remember the feeling of your finger in my tight hole. Unable to stop myself I sink one inside. The feeling is indescribable. I slowly pump my finger in and out of my ass and I can feel my pussy clenching tighter. I tease the hole with removing the full finger and just poking through the tip. Bum moaning loudly as I torture myself with thoughts of you. I'm so wet right now your cock would slide into either hole with great ease. Finding the plug I've had I insert it into my ass. I'm immediately full and a gush of liquid pours from my center. I can smell my juices and the rangy flavor of me lingers on my tongue.
I plunge the plug in and out of my ass and bring myself to the edge of a cliff I can't wait to jump off. I stop just before cumming. I need this to last a little longer. I remove the plug and gently strum my clit again. I run a finger around the outside of my drenched hole. Knowing I can't continue holding out I take a deep breath and picture you. Sitting on the ottoman watching this whole thing play out. With that now in mind I grab the plug and roughly push it into my ass. As I plunge it in and out I si k two fingers into my soaking wet pussy. Between the large plug in my ass and the two fingers jammed into my pussy I cum hard all over my hands. The scent of my orgasm and pulsing I my clit forces me to plunge into both hole again causing yet another orgasm. My entire body is shaking from the release.
I make a sarcastic comment to the radio thanking the audience when I'm startled by your tough bass tone. "No ma'am it was our pleasure to be your audience!" Before I can get to my feet you're in front of me, "baby that was so fucking hot!" Your sexy voice and your hands on me have more than readied me for more. Quickly dropping your jeans and underwear you plunge your rock hard clock into my molten center. Within 3 strokes I've soaked your cock and balls. As you fuck me into oblivion on my couch I chuckle to myself I wouldn't want this to end any other way.
I'm gently swaying to the music singing along wildly out of key, not that the cat cares. My tummy grumbles so I head to the kitchen. Cooking is a passion that I don't take lightly. Finding the right partner within the dish is also a thrill. It's like finding spark of attraction between ingredients. You wonder will this merging be a tasteful explosion on your tongue or will this be a pizza delivery night.
As I shift through the kitchen on the hunt for my tangle of flavors this evening I reach for the wine. Long days and no time for yourself can be taxing. I pour half a glass of the rich red I have on hand. I lift the glass to my mouth and allow the liquid to pool on my tongue. The notes hit my tastebuds with a rush of excitement. Quickly taking another sip I know this night is just what I needed.
I busy myself in the kitchen making some dinner. Joss is still belting it out over the speakers. I am certainly feeling the wine right now. My body is warm and flush as I dance around the kitchen singing loudly. Suddenly I'm flooded with a memory. My skin grows hotter, yet fills with goosebumps. An image of your lips fills my head. I take a deep breath and shake the thought out of my tipsy brain.
This is my night, no thinking, no obsessing, no pining! Dinner is ready so I grab the bar stool and have a seat. The linguini with clam sauce I've created is a much needed treat. The notes of the salty clam mixed so perfectly with the cream I'm beyond surprised when the flash of spinach and garlic flavors fill my mouth. It's almost like a food reduced orgasm for my mouth. A foodgasm! I all too quickly finish my dinner and pat myself on the back. The wine... Yep it's still flowin'. My dancing has taken a more sensual sway now that I have a full belly and a slight buzz.
Another thought of those plump lips assaults my mind. So warm and soft what are those lips doing now? I quickly curse myself for even wondering. Dancing through the kitchen wine in hand I bump into the counter hitting my hip roughly. My mind is taken back to your hands covering those hips in a grasp that was unbreakable. Your lips on my neck lightly peppering my skin with kisses. Your hands on my hips daring anyone to try and move them. Your words flood my ears. "You're so beautiful", "your skin is like velvet.", " I can't wait to taste more of you."
I've spent hours shaking these memories of you this evening. My guard is down thanks to the burgundy goddess now flowing through my veins. I'm weak, I know. I drop on to the couch glass in hand and close my eyes. I'm ready for the onslaught of visions. The memories of our one night. Those lips are the first to haunt me yet again. This time they're on mine. They move in rhythm with mine as your tongue coaxes my mouth open. Your hands come around and tangle in my hair at the base of my neck. Using slight pressure to angle my head for a deeper kiss. I blush as I realize this memory is making me wet. My hand is slowly and softly striking my neck where your hands once laid.
As my thoughts continue to drift my hands do as well. My soft hands are under my tank top plumping my small breast and tweaking my tender nipples. I pinch a little harder on one and cry out softly. Maybe this is what I need. A release could be enough to free my mind from your hold. The music is still sensual and pumping through the speakers. The bass line hits so hard I can feel it in my sensitive center.
Looking at my glass of wine I pop my feet up on the ottoman and raise my hips. I skip my tiny shorts over my hips and off my beautiful behind. I'm now bare from the waist down. Feeling bold today I immediately test my center. I run my middle finger through my core and an delighted by the moistness that greets me, pulling my finger out I slowly tease my own lips with the juices I've encountered. I lick my fingertip clean and lick my lips.
I go back to my memories and continue manipulating my overly sensitive breasts. A pinch here, a twist there. Now engorged and feeling every slight touch I'm journey down my stomach. My fingertips find my bare mound. A flashback of your face buried in this very place has me splaying my legs as wide as I can. The crush of cool air hits my warm wet center and goosebumps fill my skin causing my already painfully hard nipple to get harder. The pain is so pleasurable I reach down and collect some of my juices and rub it onto my erect nipples. My right hand is already strumming my hard clit. Gentle pressure applied and a slight flick causes a variety of sensations. The feeling of the head of your hard cock rubbing on my clit has me needing more. I rub in s circular motion feeling the juices run down my ass. What I wouldn't give for you to know what I was going with you in my mind. A thought of recording it for flutters through. Nah, he wouldn't be interested in that, at least, not from me.
Shaking negative thought I continue my self pleasure. I'm pinching and rubbing my swollen clit, but I've yet to breach that warm wet opening. Knowing if I enter it now I'll explode I decide I'm not ready for this to end just yet. I trace the juices dripping from my pussy down to my ass. I gently massage my juices into the tender area and remember the feeling of your finger in my tight hole. Unable to stop myself I sink one inside. The feeling is indescribable. I slowly pump my finger in and out of my ass and I can feel my pussy clenching tighter. I tease the hole with removing the full finger and just poking through the tip. Bum moaning loudly as I torture myself with thoughts of you. I'm so wet right now your cock would slide into either hole with great ease. Finding the plug I've had I insert it into my ass. I'm immediately full and a gush of liquid pours from my center. I can smell my juices and the rangy flavor of me lingers on my tongue.
I plunge the plug in and out of my ass and bring myself to the edge of a cliff I can't wait to jump off. I stop just before cumming. I need this to last a little longer. I remove the plug and gently strum my clit again. I run a finger around the outside of my drenched hole. Knowing I can't continue holding out I take a deep breath and picture you. Sitting on the ottoman watching this whole thing play out. With that now in mind I grab the plug and roughly push it into my ass. As I plunge it in and out I si k two fingers into my soaking wet pussy. Between the large plug in my ass and the two fingers jammed into my pussy I cum hard all over my hands. The scent of my orgasm and pulsing I my clit forces me to plunge into both hole again causing yet another orgasm. My entire body is shaking from the release.
I make a sarcastic comment to the radio thanking the audience when I'm startled by your tough bass tone. "No ma'am it was our pleasure to be your audience!" Before I can get to my feet you're in front of me, "baby that was so fucking hot!" Your sexy voice and your hands on me have more than readied me for more. Quickly dropping your jeans and underwear you plunge your rock hard clock into my molten center. Within 3 strokes I've soaked your cock and balls. As you fuck me into oblivion on my couch I chuckle to myself I wouldn't want this to end any other way.
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