A lovely way to start the evening…
“Yes, we have. While we enjoy our cocktails I am going to jerk Winston off, and depending on what has been prepared for dessert, I may enjoy that along with a powerful orgasm — Winston has promised.”
“Well, hello. We haven’t seen you in a while”
“Life has been so hectic the past while we haven’t had any time to enjoy ourselves so tonight is a bit of a treat.”
“Wonderful. It’s important to treat yourself. Have you decided what you would like?”
“Yes, we have. While we enjoy our cocktails I am going to jerk Winston off, and depending on what has been prepared for dessert, I may enjoy that along with a powerful orgasm — Winston has promised.”
“Oh, that is a lovely way to start the evening. The usual?”
“Yes, please. I will try a twist this time. Thank you”
“Oh-my but you have been busy. Don’t let him cum too quickly.”
“Oh I won’t but the poor dear has been so horny of late and I’ve just been so busy. Oh this martini is lovely; just what I needed.”
“I will say Simone he has a lovely cock; I’m surprised you haven’t gone down on him yet.”
“He does, doesn’t he — I promised him I would just caress him softly until he came and disregard any of his pleas. Winston honey, I don’t want you coming too soon.”
“Do you mind if I watch for a moment?”
“Not at all”
“I think he’s going to cum”
“You are right; we can’t have that. Winston honey, I don’t want you to cum yet so get control of yourself.”
“His control is impressive — he must be able to fuck forever?”
“He does have his moments but I don’t think he’s not going to last much longer — Ok baby, you can cum for me.”
“This has been an unexpected pleasure, Simone — Thank you. Can I get you a warm towel to clean up?”
“No, I love the taste of his cum so just another round if you please — we haven’t even looked at the menu.”
‘My pleasure.”
“Oh yes; you are more than welcome to join us for desert”
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Sounds in the dark…
Sometimes though, we will find ourselves in the dark, and when this happens, we simply listen to the sounds of us fucking — our only desire is to listen. We touch of course but only to get hard and wet, and eventually shift to scissor each other — she grabs my cock, and with her help, I enter her. There is soft moan.
When we fuck, we do it with the lights on.
When we make love, it’s by candlelight.
We like to see ourselves intertwined; the reaction of our bodies; how we play with our toys, and how we cum for each other. The sight of red lipstick smeared over my chest and cock always has me a spank away from cumming hard.
Sometimes though, we will find ourselves in the dark and when this happens, we simply listen to the sounds of our fucking — our only desire is to listen. We touch of course but only to get hard and wet, and eventually shift to scissor each other — she grabs my cock and with her help, I enter her. There is soft moan.
My motion is slow and easy and there is only the sound of the sheet that covers us; we are both silent. I respond to her body and speed up with measured thrusts — she gets wetter and I can hear it. A gentle moan escapes my lips as I thrust deeper, and she moans deeply for the first time. Our breathing is heavy and fills the room.
With my excitement and her sounds, my thrusts become lost in a growing passion and the distinctive slap of cock and cunt starts to dominate the sounds of the room. I love the sound of me fucking her, and her growing moans are an invitation to fuck her harder. I can feel her cum on my cock before I hear her; it’s a low rolling moan. The slapping sound of me fucking her harder and faster continues long after she has stopped moaning and I am lost in the sound as I build.
I cum faster than I wanted and moan loudly — there was a slight sound of glee as she takes my cum.
Silence.
There’s a rustling of sheets as we repositioned to look at each other in the dark. I can almost hear my cum dripping from her cunt onto the sheets.
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The necessity of a towel
It was always an exercise in patience — taking her past the point of not wanting to cum again and disregarding her whispered protests. She always took joy in a soaked towel.
Fucking always involved a towel — from the first time she ever invited me into her bed. Yvonne never squirted a little but a lot, and she could literally soak the bed.
It was always an exercise in patience — taking her past the point of not wanting to cum again and disregarding her whispered protests. She always took pleasure in a soaked towel and has told me so more than once.
I could never make her squirt with my cock but rather my two fingers and my tongue — I enjoyed her taste and the sight of fluid pouring from her cunt, and I craved it always.
Once she was spread over me; my fingers caressing her spot as my tongue played with her clit. She stopped sucking my cock and let herself flow — I tried to drink as much as I could but most of her juices ran down the sides of my face onto the towel.
Occasionally, she would try to make herself squirt as I watched but she never could. She could only make herself cum, and even when she watched me jerk off and cum all over her pussy, the towel would stay relatively dry.
I woke her one night from a deep sleep with my touch and we fucked for a while. With my tongue on her clit and my fingers deep inside her I made her soak the bed. She got so angry at me for not getting a towel.
After the towel is soaked, and if I haven’t cum yet, she will spread her legs and we will fuck on the wet towel until my screams of release fill the room. I will collapse into her and she will wrap herself around me and we’d kiss.
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Tattoos and Fucking…
“You never mentioned that. Do you think she knows we fantasize about her, and every time we get inked we have the wildest sex, and you cum like a crazy person.”
“Oh, I know she does because I told her. She knows how big your cock gets and how wet my pussy gets. That’s why she suggested drinks”
“Wanna see my new ink?”
“Yes — wait. Are you horny?”
“I am.”
“How horny?”
“Very horny — wanna fuck me?”
“Later. OK, show me your new tattoo… very nice. She does lovely work. So, what was she wearing this time?”
“Well, she was wearing these faded overalls and a purple cropped top; no bra — she only had one of the straps done up. Her hair was wild; she was wearing a pink head band of some sort to keep it up. I think she had on pink heels.”
“You think? Don’t kid me mister, you know very well what colour her shoes were.”
“I really like her ink as you know. She says hi by the way.”
“I love the last piece she did for me. She mentioned we should come into the shop sometime for tattoos— maybe get some drinks after.”
“You never mentioned that. Do you think she knows we fantasize about her, and every time one of us gets inked we fuck like rabbits, and you cum like a crazy person.”
“Oh, I know she does because I told her. She knows how big your cock gets and how wet my pussy gets. That’s why she suggested drinks.”
“Do you think she wants to hook up with us.”
“If I was to guess, I think she wants to give us both tattoos, enjoy some wine, and then watch us fuck our brains out.”
“Really?”
“Yup. That’s what she told me.”
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Scream my name when I fuck you…
We find our rhythm quickly and with each thrust the intensity increases — she moves one hand to her clit and caresses herself as I fuck her. Faster than I expected she starts to cum, “Oh my god, yes like that… yes… oohhhhhhh. Yes… fuck me. Yes, yes… fuck me Winston, fuck me. Yes baby, like that”
Simone likes to be fucked doggy style.
When we fuck this way, we start slowly; her ass in the air as she extends her arms in front of her— my cock slowly and gently thrusts into her as my hands guide the rhythm of her hips.
She is quiet in the beginning and the only sound is gentle fucking in a comfortable bed. Inevitably though, she will shift onto her forearms and then as she shifts onto all fours while thrusting back on my cock, she will demand to be fucked hard.
My hands grab her hips tighter and as I thrust into her deeper, she whispers, barely audible, “Yes baby, like that”.
We find our rhythm quickly and with each thrust the intensity increases — she moves one hand to her clit and caresses herself as I fuck her. Faster than I expected she starts to cum, “Oh my god, yes like that… yes… oohhhhhhh. Yes… fuck me. Yes, yes… fuck me Winston, fuck me. Yes baby, like that”
She’s still cuming and I can’t hold myself anymore. I pull out and stoke my cock until I cum over her ass, “Uhhhh… feel how much I’ve cum for you beautiful.”
She moves her hand and I lean into her wrapping my arms around holding her tight. I whispered in her ear, “I want you to scream my name the next time you ride me.”
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