The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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The times we shared and the things we did when I visited there this summer are never far from my mind. The memories are very beautiful and very strong.
We were both so glad to see one another that as soon as you stepped into my room we wrapped our arms around one another before the door was barely shut behind you.
Your lips were warm and soft and your tongue was searching and intertwining with mine in a kiss that we had been waiting for since our college days, or at least anticipating since the night of the 10-year reunion when I asked you to dance with me.
All I had really wanted that night were your arms around me and my body touching yours, even if we were in public and you were with someone else. I had been so hungry just to be near you and to have you hold me.
Now here you were in my room, in my arms, and on your way to my bed.
While we were kissing I was enjoying your strong arms wrapped about me and my body pressing against yours. I could feel your cock getting hard from just the first kiss and my pussy was already getting so wet I could feel it starting to dampen the crotch of my silk panties and draining through to my blue jeans.
I know you told me you didn’t like women in tight blue jeans, but if you recall, that is what I had on that night, because I knew no one was going to be looking at me but you.
We didn’t spend a lot of time saying hello, but instead I left the circle of your arms and took you by the hand and drew you towards the bed.
Sitting down on it, I laid back and you unbuttoned my sweater. I wasn’t wearing a bra and my nipples were hard from the passionate kiss we had just exchanged. I knew you were excited too, because I could see the bulge of your dick inside the blue jeans you were wearing.
You leaned over and took a mouthful of my one of my big tits into your moist warm mouth and circled the nipple with your tongue while you encircled my other ample breast with your searching hands and caressed it, playing with the nipple while kneading my entire boob with your strong hands.
My own hands were busy by this time, because as much as I was loving your touch and enjoying your mouth on my breasts, I wanted to touch your manhood which was straining to be released from the confines of your jeans. I unfastened your belt, unzipped your jeans, and since you weren’t wearing any more underwear than I was a bra, you dick sprung right out into my hungry hands, throbbing, pounding, hard, and dripping little drops of cum from its tip into my wandering and probing fingers.
Leaving momentarily my erect nipples, your kisses started to whisper down my torso toward the waistband of my jeans which you began to unsnap and unzip. I would have helped you, but I could not seem to let go of that wonderful handful of cock which I was by then stroking with long hard and fast movements from top to bottom and to top again.
That left you to remove my jeans with only the help of my wriggling hips, which were already writhing with passion and moving to a rhythm all their own driven by the desire and agonizing need my pussy was feeling for you.
When my jeans were off, your mouth moved down to lick and kiss my very wet lovebox which was gyrating up to meet your tongue and lips.
You stopped only a moment to remove your jeans, freeing your balls, which I caressed and played with while you took off your shoes.
Then positioning yourself with your face buried in my cunt, and your shaft poised for me to encircle it with my lips, you lowered yourself so that I could take you into my searching and hungry mouth. I alternated between clasping your hips and kneading your balls while my tongue teased the end of your cock and my lips stroked your burning hot rod in and out of my passionate mouth.
By this time I had cum so many times my pussy was nearly drowning you in its juices and fucking you with my mouth was driving you to the point where holding back the explosive flow of your cum was becoming a near impossibility.
Despite the fun we were having, my pussy was begging for your dick and so you reluctantly removed your searching tongue from my cunt and I just as reluctantly let your cock leave my warm moist mouth.
With your feet on the floor and your hands on my hips, and giving my tits one last suck to each, you gently turned me over face-down on the bed. My hungry pussy strained to rise up to meet you causing me to get to my knees. You placed you knees outside mine, and placed your fingers in my pussy, presumably to be sure it was ready for you, as if all the dripping juices it had been showering you with since the kiss at the door were not enough reassurance that my cunt was more than ready to receive every inch of the length of your big hot throbbing cock.
Then you took your dick in your hand and guided it into my throbbing hot pussy and begin to drive me to the point of madness by plunging it into me clear to the hilt, then nearly withdrawing it entirely, at which time my ass would follow as far as possible to prevent you for drawing your shaft out of me. All the while your hands were cradling my breasts, rubbing and squeezing. I could hear your balls slapping against my pussy with each drive of your rock-hard dick into my love hole. Being a woman I have the luxury of coming as many times as I want and still being able to continue to enjoy the passion of your lovemaking as if each time were the first seizure of ecstasy. But being a man, (and oh, what a man), you were fast approaching the inevitable peak of your climax. You were breathing hard, your cock was as hard as granite, and each drive into my cunt was getting harder. Finally you shot off your love juices with a shudder of ecstasy that matched all the times I had come so far. You came and came until cum was filling my box and mingling with my own juices produced by the passion we were sharing. Finally we collapsed and embraced while we kissed over and over. Once again we were where this glorious episode had started, in each other’s arms, encircled in spent passion and kissing. But this time with your hands entwined in my hair and my hands caressing your lovely tired manhood, now wet with our mutual passion and passive in my loving hands.
If you recall we finished off that particular piece of lovemaking by lying in each other arms in the big bathtub at the hotel with you leaning back against the back of the tub, which was filled with delicious warm water your legs spread out, while I sat between them and leaned against your chest in your encircling arms while your hands held my breasts and we listened to the sound of music from the radio, basked in the glow of candles on the tub, and shared in the beauty of one another’s heartbeat, now slowing from the passion we had just experienced. Oh, what a night.
We were both so glad to see one another that as soon as you stepped into my room we wrapped our arms around one another before the door was barely shut behind you.
Your lips were warm and soft and your tongue was searching and intertwining with mine in a kiss that we had been waiting for since our college days, or at least anticipating since the night of the 10-year reunion when I asked you to dance with me.
All I had really wanted that night were your arms around me and my body touching yours, even if we were in public and you were with someone else. I had been so hungry just to be near you and to have you hold me.
Now here you were in my room, in my arms, and on your way to my bed.
While we were kissing I was enjoying your strong arms wrapped about me and my body pressing against yours. I could feel your cock getting hard from just the first kiss and my pussy was already getting so wet I could feel it starting to dampen the crotch of my silk panties and draining through to my blue jeans.
I know you told me you didn’t like women in tight blue jeans, but if you recall, that is what I had on that night, because I knew no one was going to be looking at me but you.
We didn’t spend a lot of time saying hello, but instead I left the circle of your arms and took you by the hand and drew you towards the bed.
Sitting down on it, I laid back and you unbuttoned my sweater. I wasn’t wearing a bra and my nipples were hard from the passionate kiss we had just exchanged. I knew you were excited too, because I could see the bulge of your dick inside the blue jeans you were wearing.
You leaned over and took a mouthful of my one of my big tits into your moist warm mouth and circled the nipple with your tongue while you encircled my other ample breast with your searching hands and caressed it, playing with the nipple while kneading my entire boob with your strong hands.
My own hands were busy by this time, because as much as I was loving your touch and enjoying your mouth on my breasts, I wanted to touch your manhood which was straining to be released from the confines of your jeans. I unfastened your belt, unzipped your jeans, and since you weren’t wearing any more underwear than I was a bra, you dick sprung right out into my hungry hands, throbbing, pounding, hard, and dripping little drops of cum from its tip into my wandering and probing fingers.
Leaving momentarily my erect nipples, your kisses started to whisper down my torso toward the waistband of my jeans which you began to unsnap and unzip. I would have helped you, but I could not seem to let go of that wonderful handful of cock which I was by then stroking with long hard and fast movements from top to bottom and to top again.
That left you to remove my jeans with only the help of my wriggling hips, which were already writhing with passion and moving to a rhythm all their own driven by the desire and agonizing need my pussy was feeling for you.
When my jeans were off, your mouth moved down to lick and kiss my very wet lovebox which was gyrating up to meet your tongue and lips.
You stopped only a moment to remove your jeans, freeing your balls, which I caressed and played with while you took off your shoes.
Then positioning yourself with your face buried in my cunt, and your shaft poised for me to encircle it with my lips, you lowered yourself so that I could take you into my searching and hungry mouth. I alternated between clasping your hips and kneading your balls while my tongue teased the end of your cock and my lips stroked your burning hot rod in and out of my passionate mouth.
By this time I had cum so many times my pussy was nearly drowning you in its juices and fucking you with my mouth was driving you to the point where holding back the explosive flow of your cum was becoming a near impossibility.
Despite the fun we were having, my pussy was begging for your dick and so you reluctantly removed your searching tongue from my cunt and I just as reluctantly let your cock leave my warm moist mouth.
With your feet on the floor and your hands on my hips, and giving my tits one last suck to each, you gently turned me over face-down on the bed. My hungry pussy strained to rise up to meet you causing me to get to my knees. You placed you knees outside mine, and placed your fingers in my pussy, presumably to be sure it was ready for you, as if all the dripping juices it had been showering you with since the kiss at the door were not enough reassurance that my cunt was more than ready to receive every inch of the length of your big hot throbbing cock.
Then you took your dick in your hand and guided it into my throbbing hot pussy and begin to drive me to the point of madness by plunging it into me clear to the hilt, then nearly withdrawing it entirely, at which time my ass would follow as far as possible to prevent you for drawing your shaft out of me. All the while your hands were cradling my breasts, rubbing and squeezing. I could hear your balls slapping against my pussy with each drive of your rock-hard dick into my love hole. Being a woman I have the luxury of coming as many times as I want and still being able to continue to enjoy the passion of your lovemaking as if each time were the first seizure of ecstasy. But being a man, (and oh, what a man), you were fast approaching the inevitable peak of your climax. You were breathing hard, your cock was as hard as granite, and each drive into my cunt was getting harder. Finally you shot off your love juices with a shudder of ecstasy that matched all the times I had come so far. You came and came until cum was filling my box and mingling with my own juices produced by the passion we were sharing. Finally we collapsed and embraced while we kissed over and over. Once again we were where this glorious episode had started, in each other’s arms, encircled in spent passion and kissing. But this time with your hands entwined in my hair and my hands caressing your lovely tired manhood, now wet with our mutual passion and passive in my loving hands.
If you recall we finished off that particular piece of lovemaking by lying in each other arms in the big bathtub at the hotel with you leaning back against the back of the tub, which was filled with delicious warm water your legs spread out, while I sat between them and leaned against your chest in your encircling arms while your hands held my breasts and we listened to the sound of music from the radio, basked in the glow of candles on the tub, and shared in the beauty of one another’s heartbeat, now slowing from the passion we had just experienced. Oh, what a night.
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