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Tell Me Something Good
Blindfolded, all my other senses kick into high gear, when you tell me, in a deep, silky tone,
"Relax babe, you got a little peek?now it's our turn to have some fun."
I can hear the smile in your voice as you say this, and I inhale again, deeply, smiling to myself. I can feel my member swelling to make its presence known, straining to be let out. After what feels like a minute or two, you oblige, slowly, smoothly, pulling my briefs down, with a little "Mmmm," when it springs out. As you stand up and move aside, revealing the rigid, fully-engorged organ, she positively shouts,
"Girlfriend, what the fuck? You were NOT lying!"
"G-I-R-L... Would I ever lie? To you? About THAT???"
The two of you fall out laughing again; I hear and feel you both moving in the space around me, and almost jump as two sets of hands brush my skin lightly. The pace and depth of my breath accelerate, as the hands continue to caress, massage, and stroke every part of me.
I hear the two of you whisper, but I can't make it out. Then, you take both of my hands and hold them firmly behind my back. Very close to my ear, she says,
"Baby, it's been so long since I did..."
I get goosebumps, then feel the heat of her breath trailing down my chest and stomach, as she finishes her sentence with,
"...this."
A new and unfamiliar sensation takes over my body, and as I realize what "this" is, I let out a low, grunting sigh. She has gently wrapped her otherworldly breasts around my turgid member. Rising and falling, she massages the deliciously warm silky mounds, simultaneously stroking the rigid flesh rod nestled there. With an urgency born of arousal, her movements become faster, her breathing huskier, punctuated by occasional sighs. Her increasing speed is starting to cause the thick, arrowhead-shaped tip to pop up from between her boobs occasionally. And every time this happens, she pauses, and her tongue?which feels long sinop escort and pointy, like yours?swirls around it, making me shudder.
I feel as if I'm drifting on a river of sensation now, rushing toward the rapids, as my body tenses, anticipating release. Without any warning, she stops and pulls away. I stand there gasping, seconds from what would surely have been an explosive orgasm, and hear you declare,
"That's what I'm talking about!"
As you and she laugh, you let go of my hands. My pulse is still pounding in my ears, when, seconds later, warm hands wrap around my waist and chest from behind. Kissing my neck and shoulders, she caresses every part of me she can reach, as she pulls me closer. Her body begins to oscillate slowly and sensuously against mine; her big boobs press into my back, the small, hard nipples tickling me. I reach back, my hands still regaining feeling, wanting, needing to touch something. Finding her firm, wide, curvy hips, I grab hold, massaging and kneading gently.
"Mmmm, that's right, baby," she purrs, "you like feeling on that big butt, don't you?"
At the sultry sound of her voice, my somewhat detumescing organ springs back to life; she begins to stroke it with one hand, and tease my balls with the other. I'm just starting to wonder where you are, when I hear you say, from nearby,
"Sister's gotta share that thing, now."
"I'm just warming it up for you, girlfriend!"
You both laugh mischievously at her reply, and the next thing I know, two hands are vigorously working my organ, then there are hands and mouths all over me, and even a little reprise of that mind-bending tit-fuck. Sometimes one of you, sometimes both at once, "edging" me, agonizingly, three, four, five, six times...I lose count. Each time, I get closer and closer to bursting, and each time, the two of you stop short.
Finally, it's your lips (I can tell) wrapping around the head of my cock; a sinop escort bayan hand keeps massaging my shaft, until, once again, sensations rise and swell through my entire body. I brace for the inevitable, torturous stop, then I'm shaking convulsively as long-delayed waves of gratification wash over me. You stand up, pull me into your arms, and we kiss passionately.
When you spin me around and pull off the blindfold, I blink a couple of times, then see her standing by the chair a few feet away, her back to me. Looking over her shoulder at me, she smiles, wiggling her hips a bit. Then she peels off the sexy little shorts, dropping them to the floor, and kicking them away. Bending over and placing her hands on the seat of the chair, she proceeds to jiggle and twerk her magnificent ass for a few seconds, then stands back up and turns to face me, hands on her hips. Her full bush is, as I would have expected, gorgeous?like her skin, her hair, and her nails?obviously well-tended, and impeccably groomed. Despite the huge orgasm I had two minutes ago, I feel a stirring in the lower regions of my body. (Thank you, modern medical science!)
She sits down in a slouchy way, with one foot up on the chair, and gestures commandingly for me to approach. You say, almost needlessly (but I love it),
"Now, why don't you go make our guest feel at home, huh babe?"
I sink to my knees, and crawl slowly toward the chair. As I move close enough to take in her warm, musky scent, I glance up. She smiles, then closes her eyes, lightly running her fingers through my hair. My own hot cum drips from my mouth all over the deep purple-brown orchid blooming in front of me, eliciting from her a surprised, gasping,
"What? Oh!"
She emits a deep, breathy sigh, as I nibble and tease her puffy outer lips; when I give a quick, preliminary flick of my tongue over her prominent clit, her body quivers. The copious amount of my lubricious cum escort sinop starts to mix with her juices, the blend of salty-sweet tastes inspiring me to explore further and deeper with my tongue. My fingers follow behind, probing every silky, secret curve and edge, slowly varying the pressure and pace of my touch. The smile is evident in your softly-spoken encouragement to her,
"That's right girl, you just sit back and float right over the top!"
I'm rapidly starting to coax great moans and shudders from her entire body, when a primal urge rises in me?my cock, rock-hard and pulsing once again, needs to be engulfed by this sumptuous, honey-dripping flower. But I master the impulse; the directive is clear, and I always complete my mission.
far worse ways to spend an evening than going down on this mind-blowingly beautiful woman. And that that pleasure is made all the more exceptional because I do it at the behest of my queen. Besides, I'm quite sure you've put fucking on the agenda, in the next day or two, at the very latest. And, judging by what I've already experienced tonight, it will, unquestionably, be more than worth the wait! >>
I'm abruptly dragged back from this momentary reverie by her hoarse panting. Then she pulls my hair, hard, crushing my mouth into her wantonly drenched, fragrant, pussy, and cries out,
"Oh yes, yes, yes, right there? Oh yessss!"
Her thighs slam together as she climaxes, putting me into a headlock that would probably be brutally painful, if I was not totally focused on helping her find this peak of ecstasy. Her body goes limp, and I extract myself from between her legs, with a parting kiss to her clit that elicits another deep sigh, and a shiver that ripples through her. As her breathing slows enough for her to speak, she opens her eyes, saying,
"I mean, I know it's been a while for me, but god-DAMN, girlfriend!?!"
"That's very sweet of you now, but?like I said?would I lie to you?"
She looks down at me, still kneeling in front of her, exhales audibly, then declares,
"Well, if I ever meet the lady who taught you how to do that, baby, the first round of drinks is on me!"
"Let's get cleaned up," you say, winking at me and smiling, "and go have some dinner."
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