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I could see myself grabbing both Her ass cheeks and pulling Her against me and forcing my mouth upon hers in a fashion and with a deliberate move that would make most men hesitate at even the thought and every woman quiver with delight and later tremble in ecstasy. I could see my hands sliding those shorts down her legs and revealing Her bare pussy lips gleaming in the soft intimate light of a bedroom or under the caress of a full moon on a warm summer’s night. I could see myself ripping the seam from the crotch of the shorts and easing myself inside of Her tight, hot, dripping wet cunt with a force that demanded attention yet gave more pleasure than I could ever receive from a move such as that. But, I hesitated and dismissed the thought of destroying these beautiful shorts, so they could be used again and again and slowly pulled down or just pulled out of the way as I slid my cock into the perfect specimen of female genitalia.

As all of these thoughts finished rushing through my head I then came back to the realization that I was standing in the middle of the crowed Hollister and I had an erection that would make even a porn star blush. Without thinking I grabbed the smallest pair I could find, snatched a shirt in my size off a rack, so not to seem suspicious, checked out and rushed home.

Once I got home to my apartment, I locked the door, placed the Hollister bag on my coffee table and sat down on my couch just gazing at the bag. The guy on the cover of the bag was ripped; I thought to myself, ‘Why can’t that be me?’, I got up and stepped into my bathroom took off my shirt and realized that I wasn’t that far from looking like that guy. Sure, I could use some gym time but my job as a head construction manager kept me fit enough to have a decent chest and solid yet undefined abs that led to a thirty-two inch waist. I unfastened my belt and let the pants sag, dropping down to reveal the black waistband and several inches of my orange compression boxers. My boner had all but gone away yet I knew that my seven-inch penis could be back to attention within no time and ready to penetrate Her delicious pussy over and over again until she could not take any more.

Sadly, She wasn’t here and she would not get off work for another hour and wouldn’t be home for thirty minutes past that. I realized what I needed to do and it was at that point that I knew that this Saturday afternoon was going to one of the best of my life and hopefully Hers too. This schedule gap gave me plenty of time to prepare for what I wanted to happen later. Quickly, I grabbed a notepad off my desk and I began making a list: Shower, hair, flannel shirt, shave, jeans, dress boots, wash sheets, clean the bedroom/living room and – most important of all – send the text. The text needed to be simple, yet full of meaning. The message simply read, ‘I’m waiting for you...’. She would understand, She would know what was going to happen, She new that it was going to be a great evening. She knew because every time I lead her on, I wasn’t about letting up, slowing down or really even thinking straight, it was all about passion and the feelings that can only be felt between a man and a woman in their most intimate and most primal state.

My phone vibrated and I read Her reply, which was just as simple and just as meaningful as mine, ‘Really now? ;)’.

The cleaning and washing to the least amount of time, because I was wired with hormones and adrenaline as they both rushed through my body like floodwaters. I flew through the bedroom and living room folding tossing and slinging everything in its place. I double-checked the rooms and threw the sheets in the dryer and looked at the clock, fifty minutes left. I slowed down and sat back down on the couch and looked once again at the Hollister bag sitting on the now spotless coffee table, I removed the shorts from the bag, carefully cut the tags away paying close attention not to pick the precious material before it reached it’s prime. I suppressed my thoughts on what might happen later, I couldn’t get too excited before the show even started.

I left the shorts spread out on the couch and walked back into the bathroom, turned on the shower and stripped naked as the water warmed up for my shower. My pulse quickened as I thought about the coming hours. I stepped in the shower with forty minutes remaining until She arrived home. I purposely made the shower was quick so I would not be tempted to release the pressures that were steadily building up inside of me. I trimmed my chest hair down to where it was no longer a messy bush, but a well trimmed lawn that was still soft to any touch. I shaved my stomach down into a thin line that tapered down from my chest and spread back out even with my pubic hair and then I trimmed all of the hair to the same length as my chest. I kept my scruff in the shape of a goatee on my face along with sideburns that reached almost to the bottom of my ears and shaved my cheeks down to the smooth skin. I stepped from the shower and dried off, feeling like a new man with a new purpose in life and a mood that could not be shot down.

After I was dry, I slid on her favorite of my boxers, a pair of deep green compression boxers with a white waistband, and my most comfortable pair of socks. I knew how much she liked me shirtless, but I pulled on a fitted grey undershirt tank top and my favorite pair of blue jeans, worn to where the knees were a soft blue while the sides still held rich shade of blue. My dress boots stood in the side of my closet, I slid them on and pulled my jeans down over the height of the leather. I stood up, now dressed and looked at the clock, twenty minutes remaining. I walked into the living room and picked up my list and checked off what all I had accomplished.

I put the fresh sheets on the bed pulling the fitted sheet tight and smooth against the mattress, flattened the sheet and set it at the perfect angle, fluffed the pillows until they stood like new and spread out the comforter and folded, it along with the top sheet, back allowing easy access into the warmth between the sheets. I stepped once again into the bathroom drug my deodorant through my underarms, brushed my teeth and reached into the cabinet for Her favorite cologne that I had and sprayed five deliberate blasts of the oaky sent onto my upper body. I then reached into my closet and removed two shirts from their hangers, a newer deep red and black flannel for me and I left the older and smaller solid white flannel for Her on the bottom of Her side of the bed, so she would know it was for her. I gently placed the shorts overlapping the left sleeve of Her shirt and stepped back to imagine her in that simple yet exhilarating outfit. I took one more glance at the time and my heart skipped a beat, only five minutes left.

I reached into my dresser and pulled out my hair gel and styled my hair just the way she liked it, which I rarely did, a part from the left to the right side with several strands falling across my forehead. I left my hair still elevated from my scalp giving it volume and not slicking it down. By the time I perfected my hair, my time was up – I heard Her key scraping the lock and the sound of the door swinging open and quickly shutting behind Her. I stepped into the living room and saw Her, standing with her back to me setting her messenger bag down on the kitchen counter. Her red high heels were heavily accented by her black pantyhose and then she took off her coat to reveal her light gray high waisted skirt with her deep black sleeveless blouse, with the ruffled and midlevel cut front that accented her chest and fit to Her waist perfectly. As Her long deep brown hair fell down her back, I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her stomach and pulled her against my chest and leaned down and gently pressed my lips against the nape of Her neck.

She gasps at the sudden connection and then melts into my arms and I continue to kiss along her neck and move up to gently nibble on her ear lobe. She spins around in my arms and holds my face at comfortable distance, but one I still wanted to shorten, and stares into my eyes. Her eyes seem to draw me deeply into her soul, I have to force myself to look away and I take this moment to relish in the beauty of her stunning facial features. Her eye shadow was faded from her long midnight black eyelashes into a delicate shade of gray that closely matched that of her skirt. She has never needed the products of the cosmetic world, but they have needed her. The small amount of foundation, powder and blush she only just recently freshened up gives her cheeks a beautiful rosy tint. Her lips were what stood out the most because they were the same shade of red as her high heels. I slowly brought my eyes back onto the same level of hers and I could feel the desire radiating from the way she was looking at me and I knew I had the same desire as I look deeply back into hers.

I slowly slid my hand up her back, her neck and into her hair never breaking our eye contact. At the same moment we pulled each other to the other’s lips, not yet in the frenzy of passion, but in a move of tenderness and caring. We held this gentle kiss for a while, until my hands slid back down her back and onto her ass that was accented so nicely by her tight high waisted skirt. My hands do no linger, I gently yank the skirt up to above her waist and grab her nearly bare ass once again only to pick her up and sit her down on the counter we had begun to lean upon. She kicked off her sexy high heels as I pressed my lips harder against hers and slid my tongue into her mouth, searching for hers so that we may begin to dance with one another.

As our tongues intertwine I feel her legs wrap around my lower back and pull me closer into her increasingly desperate full body embrace.

My hands pull her blouse free from her skirt and explore the regions that it masks from the average on looker. When my fingertips reach her bra I notice that she is wearing her favorite bra, solid black with thin lacy sides, and as if feel along the rough texture of the enticing material I feel her back muscles contract and relax underneath my soft caress as I move my hands across her smooth skin. With one hand I pull back and hold her face and with the other I easily unfasten her bra and feel the material go limp beneath her shirt.

At this point, she pulls away from our kiss and gives me a playfully scolding look that only turned me on even more. She released me from her embrace completely and pushed me back with the ball of her foot in the center of my chest, ‘Don’t move and inch,’ she told me. She then dropped her leg back down and spread both of them wide and in doing this drew my attention, for the first time, to her crotch. As I looked down I saw that her black pantyhose only reached up to near the vertex of her legs with a lacy fringe crested upon the top nearly brushing the bottom of her pussy lips. Then I noticed her thong, she never wore a thong she usually just went without, which I never complained about of course, it too was black, but it was not lace like her bra or the tops of her pantyhose it was solid and almost bolded against the lighter shade of her skin that surrounded it.

When She kicked out her legs in a way that was meant to only entice me more and brought them to rest in a closed leg cross which obstructed my view of her. I started to reach out for her, but I was stopped by her quick response of placing her foot back on my chest, yet she still managed to hide from my prying eyes, ‘Ah ah ahhh,’ she said with a smirk, ‘Not so fast’. She dropped her head down and then raised her eyes to meet mine and then she gave me the sexiest look I could have ever asked for. As she kept her head down and her eyes on mine she pulled her bottom lip under her teeth and gently bit on it as if trying how to torture me next.

I couldn’t contain myself, I lunged for her, and I wanted my hands back around her and my mouth back on hers. However, she was too quick and escaped my attack she spun around and pulled her skirt back down to its original position and laughed at my obvious dismay to her actions. ‘I told you to stay there,’ she uttered in the most sexy voice I had ever heard her use, ‘Now what am I going to do with you?’

In my mind I was pleading for her to punish me and teach me a lesson, but she began backing up towards the bedroom slowly pulling down the zipper on the side of her skirt. With each small step she took, the zipper came down another inch closer to reaching the bottom and I was dying to find out what happened at the bottom. When the zipper stopped my heart stopped along with it for just a moment, and then she began to slide the skirt down her legs, spinning and bending at the hips as she did so. When the skirt hit the ground she was bent completely over giving me a complete view of her backside. Her ass was the highest point of her body at this point and the angle at which she was bent pulled the thong tighter against her pussy and stretching it up even more to reveal her beautifully round cheeks. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the sight of her gentle camel toe, my mind flashed back to the shorts that were waiting for her just a few yards away and I became even more excited.

As she slowly stood back upright running her hands the full length of her legs as she did so, I could never have wanted anything more than to have her right then. When she was back to her full height she ran her hands along her ass and spun around like a model on a catwalk. With one hand holding her hair and one on her hip and her bottom lip back in her mouth I was even more ready than before. ‘Did you get everything I need for my new outfit?’ I couldn’t respond with anything but a nod, she just smiled and spun around once more and bounced away and cast me one more sexy look before she closes the door behind her. My knees almost gave out when I heard the door latch shut, the day was going even better than I could have imagined.

I sat down heavily on the couch with a sigh and a smile on my face, my heart was racing and my mind was slowly clearing from the spectacle I just witnessed that was for me and me alone. I pulled off my boots and unbuttoned and removed my shirt leaving only my gray undershirt in an attempt to cool down before I found out what was going to happen next. I heard the door open and I heard four quick footsteps come towards and stop behind me; I didn’t attempt to turn around simply to see what she was going to do. I felt the lipstick on her lips as she kissed my now bare shoulder, and I felt the hair rising on the back of my neck as her kisses moved further up my neck. Her hands reached down over my shoulders and onto my chest, where they came to a rest about the button of my pants almost as though they were reaching to go down my pants.

‘When should I let you see me in this outfit?’ she asked, ‘Or should I let you see me at all?’ An involuntary whine of alarm escaped my slightly opened lips and nothing but a chuckle escaped hers. ‘I guess we’ll find out later,’ she whispered in my ear as she tied one of my neckties across my eyes reducing my vision to nothing, my mind attempted to protest but my body wouldn’t let it because of how tremendous this was feeling. I knew I couldn’t move, not because I was unable to but because she didn’t want me to. I didn’t move a single muscle as she walked around the couch, as she moved the coffee table and as she knelt at my feet. I felt her hands on my knees and I felt the pressure as she pulled them apart and climbed between them. It felt as though she was reaching to unbutton my pants, but instead she pulled up my shirt and gently kissed across the top of my waistline. She pulled back and absentmindedly let her hand glide the length of my rock hard erection as if it was on accident, making my entire body quiver involuntarily in unexpected pleasure.

Then she stood up, pushed my knees back together and climbed onto the couch straddling me. I so desperately wanted to reach up and grab her but to see how well the shorts fit, but somehow I refrained I stayed still as she slowly sat all the way down on top of my lap with my raging boner pressed firmly against her ass. She ran her fingers the length of both my arms and grabbed them and pushed them firmly into each side of her firm ass and when I felt her tongue tickle my left ear I couldn’t take anymore, I snapped.

I attacked her with a ferocity that neither one of us knew I had, she had no time to react or a chance to try and stop me. I was never without a hand on her ass in those shorts, it felt better than I had imagined it would just a few hours ago in the store. Between the soft material and her firm ass I never had a reason to let go of her. Our mouths connected and our tongues resumed their dance as I picked her up and laid her back down on the couch pushing my body on top of hers. Even though I was still blindfolded, I could feel what her body wanted without even having to see. Her legs were pushing me away just enough to reach my waist where he was frantically tearing at the button of my jeans in an attempt to get them off and reveal what lie beneath. Within only a few seconds my pants were undone and down to my knees, I broke our embrace only to take my pants completely off and before they hit the ground I was on my back on the coffee table with her on top of me. I could feel the heat radiating from her sweet pussy against the heartbeat in my erection the two only separated by two thin layers of material.

Before I could react any more, she had a hand on each of my shoulders holding me down as she ground her warm snatch harder and harder into my erection. I had to heavily resist the urge to over power her, rip off the blindfold and take her then and there on the table, but I was enjoying what she was doing way to much to do any of that. Instead, she began to slow down to almost a dead stop and then she slid her body down and into a position where her face was against my rigid member. She slid her mouth along its length and she gently bit down midway along the shaft, quietly making me groan in ecstasy. She heard my unintentional sounds and took it as the cue to move on a little further by reaching into the front flap of my boxers and firmly gripping my fully erect cock and pulling it out from inside my boxers.

I could feel her warm breath against my penis in contrast with the cool air of the apartment. I could almost hear my heart beating and I could feel the twitch and spasm that each beat caused. With my eyes still blindfolded I had no idea when anything was going to happen or what all might happen, I just hoped it happened sooner rather than later, and I was not disappointed. A feeling that is indescribable came out of nowhere as she plunged my dick into her mouth and swirled it around as though it was an ice cold popsicle on hot summer’s day. Her attention to detail was impeccable, the way she massaged my balls with one hand and slid up and down with her mouth as she bobbed up and down and up and down over and over again on my cock.

I was about to blow it all and then she stopped, it was as though she knew the exact moment when to stop to keep me in pain for that much longer. She gave my dick a rest and came to a point where she was standing over me, I could smell the juices of her warm, sweet and hopefully dripping cunt, only just a few inches away from my mouth and she must could have told that I wanted a taste right then because she lowered her warm pussy right over my mouth and nose, so close that I could feel the soaked material against my outstretched tongue that was obviously begging for more than a tease. Of course she would not give me what I wanted, she was having way too much fun putting me through hell while I was trying to get to heaven. She got down on her knees once more and softly planted a kiss on my lips, which I returned with more enthusiasm than she expected judging by her squeal and twitch of surprise as I forced my tongue into her mouth and held on as if my life depended on it.

While I had the upper hand, I quickly took control of the situation by spinning around and whisking her off of her feet and spreading her out onto the couch and stretching the crotch of her pants away from her sweet hole and I wasted no time whatsoever in sliding my cock little by little into that warm slippery heaven that I had been looking forward to all afternoon. The feeling was so intense for the both of us, twin moans rose into the air as I kept pumping in and out until I bottomed out into her vagina and stayed there until she regained her composure and then I made short work of her first orgasm.

There was no time to remove my blindfold so I went in blind and I started out by putting her on her side and keeping the shorts out of the way lifted her leg into the air and continually pushed all the way in and pulled almost all the way out faster and faster, harder and harder until she was on the brink of an orgasm. I grabbed the crotch of the shorts and, in one motion, pulled them all the way off of her legs and shoved my tongue as far as I could into he sweet smelling and delicious cunt, the sudden change caused her to cry out in a high pitched guttural scream as she climaxed. I tore the blindfold away from my eyes so I could see the pleasure rip through her body, her face was contorted into a look with her mouth agape and ragged gasps of air fighting to escape the passion tortured body, and her legs and chest were convulsing like I had never seen before.

As she came down from her pleasure trip, the quivers were still escaping her nerves as I picked her up from her fetal position on the couch and carried her into the bedroom where I laid her down, covered her up and snuggled in beside her where we both could rest comfortably until we felt our urges return and take over.

As the fading afternoon light streamed in through the window and across our bed we nestled closer together, not only for warmth, but also for security that the other would be there we awoke. Mingled and intertwined we napped for a few hours and into the early night. I was gently wakened by the caress of her fingertips as she was pulling them long the length of my arm, ever so slowly back and forth as if it were a subconscious action. She was looking at me with her beautiful delicate eyes, her hair loose and awry and once again her bottom lip had slipped back into under her teeth as though she was deep in thought, yet could think of nothing to say. For me she didn’t have to say a word, I turned over to my side and put my cheek on hers and pulled her against me it a deep and passionate embrace, that for all I cared – could last forever.

We held each other silently, listening only to the other’s breathing, until she suddenly pushed herself away from me away and stood up and walked to the window looking out over the nightlife of the city that sprawled out beneath the fifth floor window. She slowly turned her body not facing me and not quite facing the window, so the soft moonlight cascading through the glass pane illuminated her white flannel and her silhouette in a white light that gave her an angelic appearance against the darkening sky. The light was scarcely allowed to flow through her thick hair, but where the beams of light did break through, it cast a shadow across her face and hid her eyes from mine. My eyes wandered down her body, down the loose fitting yet perfectly hanging white flannel that stopped just above her waistline. Her bikini tan line stood out in the soft light of the moon, the contrast from the light shade of brown on her legs to the delicious pale shade of her hip bones and pubic area. I could not help but staring at her pussy lips that seemed to glow in the soft light, basking in the tender luminescence of the moon, as though to absorb the light being cast down from the heavens, as if the whole world was all just for her, for just this one moment in time and space.

She leaned back against the wall letting the moonlight engulf her entire body and revealing her face with a grin that seemed to flicker with excitement as she was beginning to see me become just as excited as she was becoming. Her hand stretched down from her hip, where it had been resting, and gently began swirling it around in a circular motion reaching from her top clit to the bottom of her lips, not for her enjoyment, but just because she knew how much I liked to watch her with herself. For several moments I watched her play with herself, sliding her fingers in and out, up and down, and showing me just how wet and ready she really was. After she finished these moments of torture she strode from the room accenting the swinging her hips with every step, which aroused me to a level higher than I was at before. Upon her exit I once again had to fight all of my primal urges to chase after her at full speed.

Her re-entry, however, made all of my suffering so far and what was left to come worth every agonizing second. At first all I could see was her right leg stretched out through a gap in the doorway, with on hand sliding slowly up the bottom of her thigh towards her glorious hidden cunt. She slowly rotated he knee swinging her foot around a circle through the air almost as though she was reeling me in towards her perfect body. Her foot dropped to the floor, the door swung open as she stepped through the doorway and what I saw forced me to draw in a short quick breath. She had re-adorned herself with the shorts and removed her shirt and replaced it with a new solid white bra exactly like her favorite black one she had earlier and matching perfectly with the white of the shorts below. She cocked her hip out and forward almost as though she was strutting across the catwalk once again showing off her body to the judging panel of one.

The shorts gave me a rush that was more than I had imagined or fantasized about throughout this afternoon. The wide waistband adorned with the bright blue and white Aztec design hid her hips from sight, but gave them a shape and form that no man could deny as sexy. As she approached the foot bed, she took each step slowly pointing her toes each time and dragging her other foot across the carpet behind her. As she slowly strutted towards the end of the bed, her hands wandered up her torso and onto the sides of her perky B cup tits, slowly pushing them together and moving them around to the point where they almost slipped from the bra. She stopped at the foot of the bed turned around and slowly bent over stretching the material of the shorts over her nice round ass and pulling the cloth against her tight snatch forming an even more impressive camel toe than what the thong did only a few hours before, along with a now visible wet spot that stretched the length of her beautiful slit.

As she bent further down, she looked back at me and smiled her sexy devilish grin, which told me something was about to happen. She slowly stood back up reaching behind her back to unfasten her bra, painfully slow, while never breaking our over the shoulder eye contact. As the back unsnapped she shrugged the straps down her arms and let the garment fall to the ground. Without turning around she reached up and covered her nipples as if she was trying to hide a long kept secret from me. She slowly turned around, without dropping her hands away from her breasts only massaging and moving them around more and more until I was raising the sheets with my erection. When she noticed my tent, she smiled and licked her lips as she crawled onto the bed and continued on and mounted me in the same motion.

She put her chest on mine and wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in for a kiss, but I wanted more. I flipped over, keeping our bodies together and our mouths together, pinned her arms against the bed and held her there with just enough force to keep her still, but not enough to hurt her. I pulled my mouth away from hers and slowly placed soft passionate kisses along her right jaw line, down her neck, across her throat and onto her left collarbone where I slipped out my tongue and traced its length, which pulling a soft moan from her lips. I moved back to her neck and gently bit down on the delicate and luscious skin sucking on it enough to make a small popping sound as it slipped from the affectionate grasp of my lips.

I couldn’t contain myself any longer and I slowly slid down her body, as I did this she grabbed my undershirt and pulled it over my head making us both naked to the waist. I looked down at her breasts in the open air of the room her rosy quarter sized nipples slightly hard in the cool temperature of the room. I slowly lowered my mouth right above her left nipple and extended my tongue and ran it around the outside edge of her areola pulling a ragged gasp from the back of her throat. I kept up this motion with my tongue, and at the same time reached up and clasped onto the underside of her right breast gently stroking her soft skin that drew out a shiver that ran down her spine. Before the shiver could finish its race down her spine, I closed my mouth over the entire area of her now fully erect nipple and began mercilessly flicking its tip back and forth, causing her to jerk back and forth in pleasure. I closed my index finger and thumb around her right nipple and gently rolled it back and forth, just trying to make her want me more. I switched the position of my mouth and hand, trying nothing but to make her pussy drip in anticipation for what was coming next.

In the midst of her passion filled moments, I slipped my free hand down the top of the shorts, gently sliding over her clit and all the way down the outside of her pussy lips and then I drug my middle finger up through the center of her soaking hole, being careful not to slide even the smallest bit in. I stopped back on her clit and drew small circles around and around until her body was involuntary fighting against me motions. Between the three areas that I was messing with, she was obviously in immense pleasure almost to the point of another orgasm, but I didn’t want that to happen...yet.

I pulled my face and hand away from her breasts and removed my other hand from the shorts and then moved my entire body slowly down her chest and stomach leaving a trail of kisses all the way down her abdomen slowing as I reached the waistband of the shorts. I wrapped my arms underneath her knees and lifted them up level to my shoulders and slid my hands down under her thighs and into the legs of the shorts and gripping tightly onto her bare rounded ass. I continued sliding my hands through the shorts until I was able to wrap my fingertips across the top of the blue and white waistband and easily pulled the shorts up her thighs and down her shins and tossed them out of my way. She was now completely naked lying on the bed with her legs spread apart and her dripping pussy just waiting for me to move in and fill the space between us. I easily pushed her to the corner of the bed where I propped her legs up and I laid down with my head positioned directly over her sweet steaming cunt.

I gently lowered my lips onto hers with a gentle kiss and slowly pushed my tongue onto her clit pushing lightly on it from every direction possible and in any way that might bring her more pleasure. I slid my tongue further down her slit and found her vagina. I slid my tongue deep into her hole while at the same time I reached around and began rubbing her clit once again. After awhile as I ate her pussy out, I began to get very sloppy and let tongue slide in and out and all over her pussy lips and even flicking into her clit while still keeping a steady rhythm with my thumb circling against it. Her moans and quivers told me that I had accomplished my mission. I sat up to give her some space as she regained her sanity after her body was rocked by the orgasm.

After her final tremors she looked at me, smiled, and said with a twinkle in her eye, ‘You don’t get a nap this time.” And then she pushed me into the floor with a force that took me by surprise, and within a second she was on top of me pushing her mouth on mine and grinding her bare pussy lips against the bulge in my compression boxers. I gave in and began grinding back against her thrusts with an equal fervor. I could feel the warmth and moisture from her exposed crotch seep through the thin material that was holding me back.

Her kisses moved quickly down my chest and my stomach, which put her in the perfect position of remove my boxers without any trouble or hesitation. My penis stood at perfect attention as soon as it was free from the tight material that had held it back for so long and through so much. From her position on the floor she slowly crawled in between my legs and reached out and began gently stroking my erect cock while she caressed my balls with her other hand. I could feel the heartbeat rising once again into the length of my member. As my face contorted from the pleasure she gave me her cutest fake surprise face, as if she didn’t know what she was doing to me, and lowered her mouth to the base of my penis. With the same fake surprise look in her eyes she slowly drug her warm tongue up the length of my cock, hesitating only to swirl the tip of her tongue around the tip of my beating member.

She knew I could not take much more torture so it was then that she quickly pulled herself on top of me, holding onto my shoulders, and began sliding her now dripping pussy along the underside of my penis pushing it harder and harder into my stomach, until it too was dripping wet with her sweet cum. Without moving her hands or her position, she pulled farther up on my penis and let the tip slide into the edge of her vagina. She didn’t hold this position for more than a second, but it felt like an eternity to the head of my dick. She was not in the mood to waste time, without a second thought she pushed herself all the way onto me until her ass rested against my legs. We both knew I wouldn’t last long, so she never slowed her bouncing up and down and rocking back and forth making me feel things that I never thought I could. Within two minutes, I was on the edge of bursting and she could feel it just as much as I could. She pounded down onto me three more hard fast times and then held the fourth rotating her hips in a circle as she rose up and off of me, just in time for me so shoot rope after rope of sticky cum into the air.

Once I came down from my tremors and bit of ecstasy I looked around and saw that we were panting, covered in sweat and cum and ready for bed. We cleaned ourselves up and I turned around to pull my boxers back on when I turned back to face the bed I saw her sprawled out with a different pair of the same shorts that I bought earlier. These were the exact same style yet with a solid neon green band in comparison to the blue and white Aztec pattern. And in place of a shirt she simply wore a tight fitting and matching green bandeau top. I knew exactly what she was planning and I liked every second of it. Not only had the evening played out better than I could have ever dreamed, the morning had the possibility of being even better.

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