Ok.. Need feed back on my newest erotic story
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Posted:Apr 22, 2011 6:05 pm
Last Updated:Dec 12, 2011 11:44 am
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It looks as though it a polished statue as it stands erect, glimmering in the sunshine. He has oiled every inch of his body and as I watch, sneakily through the thick growth of bushes he strokes the oil all over his erection. Every day in my southern California neighborhood, I peer through the bushes at my glorious neighbor as he sunbathes. He does not know that from afar, I admire and desire his body; at least I do not think he knows. What would I do if he caught me, half-naked in the bushes, playing with my wet, pulsating pussy? Better yet what would he do?
Ahhhhh, the fantasy of how such an encounter would go makes me shiver with sexual anticipation. Suddenly, he looks to where I hide and in the bushes and comes over to investigate; I cannot move, as his glistening body glides towards me. He sees me and reaches his hand out as an invitation. He pulls me up and out of the bushes and there I stand fully exposed. I am braless so my ample breasts are swinging freely in my white tank top; nipples erect at his touch. My short skirt has ridden up high enough to expose my fat, juicy lips and my high heels bring me to eye level; he licks his at the sight.
As we stand there no one speaks, he runs his oiled finger between my swollen, wet lips, probing the inner folds, and then flicking my clit. However, I want to take charge, so I take his finger and bring it to my mouth. I slowly and purposefully lick my juices; sucking his finger as I would his beautiful erection. Our eyes are locked never looking away. I unbutton my skirt and let it fall to the ground; my white tank top stretched over my erect nipples, my areoles big and dark. I run my hand down his chest and belly until I find his cock, fully erect and pulsating in my hand. I like the power of it, the control of it, stroking, and squeezing. His oiled cock feels every bit as good in my hand as it looks. I know he wants to take control and bend me over to slide his throbbing manliness into my wet pussy, but I will not let him. I take his hand, lead him to the lounge chair, and push him in it.
I place one high-heeled foot on the arm of the lounge to expose all I have to offer, and then taking my finger, teasing my clit, getting it wet and sliding it in my ass, then deep inside my pussy. Straddling him, teasing the head of his dick with my clit, my wet lips briefly touching his cock... He places his hands on my hips in hopes of thrusting himself into my wetness.. but no, I need to taste him and take his hardness into my mouth. I position my mouth over his erection and slide my warm, wet mouth down taking his entire shaft in my mouth.. swirling my tongue around his shaft and flicking his head to taste his precum.. cupping and squeezing his balls as I suck his shaft up and down. He arches his hips to meet my mouth each time. I can hardly believe I have this glorious cock in my mouth. Stroking, sucking, licking and he is moaning a deep guttural sound of ecstasy. I am dripping wet and as much as I want to feel him inside me, I want to feel his juices run down my throat.. My hand continues to stroke the shaft, following my lips up and down. Soon, I give the motion a little twist – literally. As my mouth moves up and down on his cock, my hand begins to work in a spiraling motion…His hips gyrate as he fucks my mouth. Finally, he cannot hold back. I feel his cock convulse, and I taste the warm, creamy fluid on my tongue. I suck and lick until every last drop has been released and is making its way down my throat. I lock my eyes with his, licking my lips, pick up my skirt and walk away through the bushes.. Maybe next time we will fuck.
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