Getting ready for an evening
You were busy trying on dresses at home, we had another wedding coming up. You were trying to fit in as much in, with the k**s not around as possible. You spent the longer part of the afternoon in heels and a bra, parading back and forth while trying on different things. It was spectacular to watch you walk back and forth, helping you zipper and unzipper. Your breast was held perfectly by your black bra. Your g string buried into you, barely noticeable. Your amazing walk that looks you trained years to achieve. You had on the most seductive perfume. I was so turned on, but I knew you were too agitated and consumed to even think about sex.
I debated if I should take things into my own hands or grab myself a drink. I found myself rubbing my cock u*********sly while I watched you. I wanted to save myself for later that night, hoping you and I could have our normal, “after an evening out” sex. I decided that opening a bottle of wine was the better choice. I opened a bottle of red wine, it was perfect, I had prepared a small antipasto also. It was perfect fare for a Saturday afternoon, you joined me, we laughed and talked, and drank. Two bottles had disappeared at our sitting, it was more than you normally drank, I guess you were anxious, thirsty or maybe a mix of the two.
You went to the bathroom after to apply makeup. You were a little *****. Before long, you had dropped a make up case. The loud sound made me check in on you. I can tell you were flustered. I sat on the toilet while I repaired your case. I got done quickly and mended it well. I was caressing my favorite part of you, where your leg and thigh meet. It was soft and always warm now matter how cold you were, you were playful, edging closer to me while maintain the mirror in sight. You continued applying makeup and my hand was now on the inside of your thigh. You normally let me touch you, Today was different, you raised your foot onto my knee, opening your legs and exposing yourself. You were already wet, wetter than usual, as I caressed the outside of your pussy, my thumb slipped inside you.
Together we had found the perfect angle as you were bent forward slightly, your breast against my mouth, my lips on your neck, rubbing your G spot. I knew exactly how to touch you. You hugged my head while I finger fucked you. It started so sensually. Exploring inside you and watching you react as my fingers found their way to your more sensitive spots. I then squeezed your ass cheek, parting you open from behind to maximize my penetration. Longer, deeper and harder strokes into your little pussy that was thirsty for more. You then began embedding your nails into my neck, while you come, repeatedly screaming, “FUCK, OH FUCK”. Both hands finding their way to my cock and stroking my hot cock while you were bent over. You had come enough, it was my turn, one leg up on the toilet. My cock effortlessly sliding right inside of you. Your neck posed back while I held a fistful of hair and you with a cunt full of cock. Slapping hard at your little body, sending pulses of my hot streaming come deep inside of you. You release all over me, after all these years, you finally squirted on me, uncontrollably, all over me. I backed away and saw how your pussy continued to give you aftershocks as I saw your body clenching with the waves of your orgasm.
I debated if I should take things into my own hands or grab myself a drink. I found myself rubbing my cock u*********sly while I watched you. I wanted to save myself for later that night, hoping you and I could have our normal, “after an evening out” sex. I decided that opening a bottle of wine was the better choice. I opened a bottle of red wine, it was perfect, I had prepared a small antipasto also. It was perfect fare for a Saturday afternoon, you joined me, we laughed and talked, and drank. Two bottles had disappeared at our sitting, it was more than you normally drank, I guess you were anxious, thirsty or maybe a mix of the two.
You went to the bathroom after to apply makeup. You were a little *****. Before long, you had dropped a make up case. The loud sound made me check in on you. I can tell you were flustered. I sat on the toilet while I repaired your case. I got done quickly and mended it well. I was caressing my favorite part of you, where your leg and thigh meet. It was soft and always warm now matter how cold you were, you were playful, edging closer to me while maintain the mirror in sight. You continued applying makeup and my hand was now on the inside of your thigh. You normally let me touch you, Today was different, you raised your foot onto my knee, opening your legs and exposing yourself. You were already wet, wetter than usual, as I caressed the outside of your pussy, my thumb slipped inside you.
Together we had found the perfect angle as you were bent forward slightly, your breast against my mouth, my lips on your neck, rubbing your G spot. I knew exactly how to touch you. You hugged my head while I finger fucked you. It started so sensually. Exploring inside you and watching you react as my fingers found their way to your more sensitive spots. I then squeezed your ass cheek, parting you open from behind to maximize my penetration. Longer, deeper and harder strokes into your little pussy that was thirsty for more. You then began embedding your nails into my neck, while you come, repeatedly screaming, “FUCK, OH FUCK”. Both hands finding their way to my cock and stroking my hot cock while you were bent over. You had come enough, it was my turn, one leg up on the toilet. My cock effortlessly sliding right inside of you. Your neck posed back while I held a fistful of hair and you with a cunt full of cock. Slapping hard at your little body, sending pulses of my hot streaming come deep inside of you. You release all over me, after all these years, you finally squirted on me, uncontrollably, all over me. I backed away and saw how your pussy continued to give you aftershocks as I saw your body clenching with the waves of your orgasm.
7年前
