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To my delight, his cock was the perfect size, not too large and
not too small. I thought how nice it would be to lick it and suck it so I
did just that. Kneeling down, I lightly grabbed his balls in one hand and
started running my tongue up and down his shaft, occasionally doing small
circles around the head. As each drop of precum appeared, I licked it up.
Eventually I took all of him into my hot mouth and sucked until I felt him
close to coming. Only I didn’t want him to cum yet so I stopped. It was
my turn.
Taking him by the hand, I led him over to my black leather couch. I
sat down and told him to kneel in front of me. I soon spread my legs and he
got the picture. His long moist tongue was soon spelling out the alphabet on
my swollen clit. It penetrated my juicy interior causing me to moan and arch
my hips. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take so I grabbed his head and
brought it up to my lips. I wanted to taste myself so I kissed him long and
hard. At this point I was ready, I wanted his beautiful cock inside me.

I stood up and had him sit down on the couch. Then I straddled him
on my knees while facing him and proceeded to place his throbbing member
inside my lubricated pussy. As I started to move slowly up and down and
around, I let him suck on my hard nipples. I started to fuck him slowly but
soon increased my speed. My toes soon started tingling and it traveled up my
spine to reach my head. Everything around me disappeared, all I could do was
feel the beautiful pain whipping around my body. As I came down from my
intense orgasm his body started tensing up. I quickly pulled out and let him
spurt his sperm all over my stomach and thighs. He let out a deep moan and
his eyes rolled back in his head.

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If you remember correctly, the last time I spoke with you I told
you of a scene I witnessed in the office across the way….well, about one
week later I was sitting in my office. It was around 7:00, I had stayed late
to finish writing a proposal for my boss when I started thinking about what
I had seen the week before. I started getting real turned on. There was a
throbbing feeling in the crotch of my pants, something that was demanding to
be taken care of. I figured what the hell….everyone had left the office
by now. After closing the blinds to my windows, I turned off all the
lights except my bankers lamp on my desk. I slipped off my dark green
silk pants and wiggled out of the black g-string I was wearing underneath.
After leaning back in my chair, I propped my legs up on the desk. I closed
my eyes to take myself back in time and reached down to start lightly
rubbing my clit in little circles.

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I didn’t have long to wait…he soon lifted the woman off of his desk
and placed her on the floor, kneeling in front of him. His chair had
swiveled so I could still see what was happening. He unzipped his pants
and she pulled them off. He then started to slide off his boxers and
she finished the job. He grabbed her head and pushed it down on his
enlarged, hard cock. Her head bobbed up and down as she took all of him
in her mouth. His eyes were closed and his head had fallen back as he
concentrated on the sucking her mouth was doing. By this time I was
starting to drip my own juices onto the chair I was sitting on. I could
hardly wait until they started fucking, but I wasn’t sure how long I was
going to last.

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Her final orgasm was overpowering; I could feel the sheath of her vagina
gently gripping my cock, milking it as it were into ejaculation. Within
seconds, I too attained the zenith of my ecstasy. Sperm which had been dormant
for weeks coursed through me into her. I felt the resilient, electrifying
tingle of her cervix against the tip of my cock. The crescendo of my pleasure-
cries, like hers, were guttural and unrestrained.
Post-coital comments are usually limited; “That was great,” “Was it good
for you?” or some other sort of inanely redundant colophon. Nothing original
like “Quick, gimme a Chinese Restaurant palindrome!” (Answer: “Won-ton? Not
now!”) The best and perhaps tenderest thing to do is to fall asleep in each
other’s arms, wet spots be dammed.

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As my head nestled between her legs, I soon realized that this was the
axis, the veritable nucleus of the woman Norma. My tongue fluttered about the
creases where her thighs met her trunk, then assertively darted full into her
sex. Oh mellifluous, mucoid myrrh which is the ineffable woman-dew! Tastes and
smells of the sea, of musk and must, of urine and clitoral smegma; the feral,
fruity, primal, fermenty, fenny nectar which is the female yin-essence.
I drank her in as a hummingbird does a flower; a kaleidoscope of steamy,
heady smells, rank and ambrosial, skyrocketed through my head. I hungered for
more. I turned her over onto her belly, caressing and gently kneading her
buttocks. These preliminary palpings were short-lived; with dispatch I drew
apart the cleavage of her ass and post-haste made for her pink-puckered anus.

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As I switched my attention to her breasts, she enveloped me with her legs,
her lubricious pussy grinding against my stomach. Norma’s areolas had their own
distinctive scent, albeit a subtle, ephemeral one. My tongue delighted in the
tactile sensations her erect nipples afforded. Norma too, seemed to share my
enjoyment, softly moaning pleasure-sounds, her pelvis spasmodically jerking
upwards from time to time.
Unhurriedly, my kisses moved down her torso, lingering about ribs and
tummy. My mouth serendipitously encountered her navel, not a demure little
hollow but a great crater of voluptuous rugae. My dalliance there caused Norma
to arc her precious body to meet the proddings of my tongue-play.
“Go down there, now,” Norma hoarsely insisted.

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Norma’s pussy was surmounted by a light-colored tuft of brown hair which
formed a perfect triangle. Yet, all her pubic hair was confined to her mons,
little of it extending to her pussy nor down to her perineum. Her engorged,
pouting outer lips were dark red and slightly opened, while her cleft shone
with moisture. It was the closest I had ever got to receiving a vulval smile.
Out of propriety and self-consciousness, I allowed myself but a brief
moment to visually savor her sex. I laid down between her legs and continued
the ardent kissing which had been temporarily suspended.
As we kissed, her jonquil-like scent became almost inebriating. From whence
did it emanate? I sniffed her hair, a warm amber scent. Her soft, aromatic
breath was merely an amalgam of chocolate-sweetness and tannic-tobacco. Her
hirsute armpits offered more interesting territory. The hair trapped her odor,
both concentrating it and radiating it like some sort of seductive antenna. As
I greedily licked her sweat, both olfactive and gustatory sensations came into
play. What might I compare her perspiration to? Brine-like, sakВ-like, ciderlike; her smell mixing with the odor of my saliva.

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“Hey are you going to give me a massage or just stand there and hold a
bottle while drooling all over the carpet???”

Calvin, now broken out of his “contemplation”, proceed to do the task
at hand.

First opening the bottle and pouring some of the liquid onto his hands
and then starting with her neck he gently massaged it, kneeding it
caressing it with his strong yet gentle hands feeling the muscles in
Keri’s neck loosen up.

“Mmmmm” Keri moans. “Boy does that feel soooo good”.

Calvin moves his hands from her neck to her shoulders and arms, gently
caressing kneeding, massaging all the way. He goes back up and starts
on her neck and works downward to the middle of the back. Taking care
not to miss any spots. Calvin did the back of her legs with equal care
then her round ass. Keri rotated her hips as he kneaded her globes
thoroughly. As her fingers worked up Keri’s spine to her neck and
shoulders her back arched and I heard a satisfied sigh escape her lips.

I can tease you no longer. I wrap my lips around the areola and
start sucking the jelly off gently, then harder, then I am nibbling,
almost biting. You bring your hands up to my head, and move it to the
other nipple. I cannot resist your urgent desire. But I am not done
teasing. I let my tongue circle the nipple, not quite touching it,
tickling the hairs around it, as I slide slowly, very slowly, up and
down on your hard cock. I squeeze tightly on each stroke, stopping
just as I feel the head about to pull out. It feels exquisite! My
hands are on your arms, holding them down, out of the way, as I apply
my ministrations. My own extended nipples are brushing your stomach
softly in the rhythm of my movements. You can’t stand it anymore.
You bring your arms up to my head, and press my mouth forcefully, but
gently onto your aching nipple.

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You
throb and pulse inside of me. You hold me tight, and manage to stop
the impending orgasm before fully climaxing. You breathe a sigh of
relief. Still perched atop you, I notice the jar of wine jelly next
to the bed.

Your curious eyes follow my hand, as I take the little
jar and scoop out a small dollop of the contents. This, I drop
teasingly onto your nipple. You shiver at the cold, but smile
invitingly. tight little twat To keep things even, I add a similar dollop to your
other nipple, delighting in the shudder it evokes. Of course, this
means I must lick, and suck it off…

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I place the cups on the bedside table, and tear open the curtains,
gasping when I realize the sliding door to the deck has been open all
night. And all morning. If there are any people in the adjacent
condos, I am now too embarassed to meet them…. I look out at the
sparkling lake below. There is a special beach on the other side,
that I am anxious to show you. But that can wait till later.

Turning to your still dozing form, I pull back the single sheet
covering your delicously hairy, naked body. You grunt and roll onto
your side, away from me. A hand half-heartedly gropes ineffectually
for the sheet. I start nibbling on your ear, working my way down
your neck, down your side, to your ticklish spots. With my hand, I
pinch your bare backside gently, teasingly. You begin to stir,
growl, and reach across lazily to grab me, your arm still sluggish
and heavy from sleep. I dodge it easily, as your eyelids finally
open, and I place a coffee in your open hand.


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C I awake to the hazy morning light creeping in through a crack in the
curtains. I feel the warmth of your body still pressed close to
mine, in exhausted slumber. Sleeping the sleep of the dead, as it
were, or at least, in our case, freshly killed…. I gently remove
your arm from my waist and pad off to the bathroom. On the way
there, I pick up my satin shift, and slip it on. It feels
deliciously cool in the morning heat. The cloying scent of the
pines outside the window tells me it will be another hot and humid
day. After a bit of freshening up, I recover my watch from a pile of
hastily removed clothing. It’s nearly noon. Last night was
delightful, as was this morning, but we didn’t get more than 3 hours
sleep at a stretch, in between periods of play. I leave you
sleeping, and quietly make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I knew
this would happen, so I have some treats waiting in the fridge.

I opened my eyes and the other couples were not watching us
at all. I had Bill push up for a moment and I rolled over to
take him into my arms. He kissed me gently and I used my lips to
nibble his. My legs were together but his cock felt just fine,
resting just above my clit, very clearly a situation we both
wanted to do something about.

After awhile he
sat across the top of my things and began to work my back again,
but this time very clearly he was reaching around to my front to
my nipples. Then he simply lay down on my back and I could feel
his very hard cock nestled into my crack; it felt fine!

The sunscreen makes me glisten, though I was already
beginning to do so just from the sun’s heat. I spread it all
over, being sure to let him see how I tucked it under my top and
massaged my inner thighs. I lifted first one leg and then the
other (a little Jane Fonda workout, here!) as I did the backs of
the calves.

Just as I was finishing my front, my audience got up from
his chair and walked over–a bit stiffly, as he was trying to
hide a nice erection. His buns hardly wiggled as he walked–a
real nice ass. He offered to put the oil on my back (men are SO
predictable!). Well, I thought I’d let that one linger a bit as
I opened a Calistoga and gave it a nice suck, and then found out
his name was Bill, that he had gone to the same JC as I, and that
he was indeed a few years younger than me. I handed him the oil
and flipped over onto my stomach. I reached behind and undid the
knot at my back and asked him to go ahead.

I don’t know about for all of you down in the chilly Bay
Area, but up here the weather was really nice Saturday. So nice,
in fact, that it encouraged me to engage in another of my
exploits. Not that I planned it, of course.

I packed a lunch and headed for the river, the afternoon
being just too hot, even for mint juleps in the back yard. There
was some barbecued chicken and a couple of Calistogas in the
fridge, so I threw them into the cooler with some ice, pulled on
a swimsuit and covered it with some other clothes, grabbed a
towel and a book, and left.

I have this favorite unnamed spot by the river, sandy but
not too populated. You have to know the river roads to find it
and I guess that even though it’s a pretty good beach not too
many people know about it. That’s an advantage of being a local.
When I parked I knew by the absence of other cars that there were
very few other people there, and when I walked onto the beach I
found one couple near the trail back to the cars, another couple
far down the beach, and this one guy about halfway down. I’m not
terribly shy, and decided to have a bit of fun.

He saw me coming and I saw him looking me over. I’m not
Fawn Hall, but I get my share of admiring looks; this was
apparently one of them. As I walked towards the guy I could see
he was worthy of some admiring looks himself: he was young
(maybe 23–I never did find out), trim, nicely groomed and not
too hairy. He also wasn’t pasty white–you know, the way some
guys get who spend too much time at a VDT. So I just set my
things down sort of near him, but not right next to him, just to
see how he’d react. I stood with my back to him as I pulled off
my shirt, being sure to stretch my back as I did so. I also made
sure that as I spread the towel out I was facing him, so that
when I bent down he could see my tits (not the swimsuit doesn’t
gap THAT much, but he had a nice view of what little there is!).
I pretended to accidentally pull down my swimsuit bottom a bit as
I pulled off my shorts. Then I laid down and reached for the
sunscreen.