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Ericas Story (mf cons)
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Ericas Story (mf cons)
From: Mike Williams <[email protected]>
Date: 12 Apr 1994 20:09:21 GMT (7 screens)
You walk into the room. The single lamp in the corner giving just
enough light to illuminate the room softly. The familiar setting
eases your mind and you relax on the couch as I bump and fumble in
the kitchen. I return and kiss you lightly on the forehead, nose and
lips.
It has been a good night. You thought I hadn't remembered your
birthday, but the surprise on your face was evident when I arrived at
your door in a suit, tie and flower with the exclamation ^You're not
ready? Well, I guess you'll just have to go like that.^ We rushed out
the door. Dinner, wine, walk on the boulevard, it all was set up
perfectly. Now we've come back to my place where the wine is waiting;
chilled and ready. I pour you a flute, and the soft white light makes
the liquid effervescent.
I lift your long red curls from the side of your neck and replace
them with my lips. Softly tracing a line from your shoulder to the
base of your neck and then slowly up to the back of your ear, ^Happy
Birthday^ I whisper. I wrap my arms around you and pull you into me,
my excitement to have you this close evident. I continue to kiss the
back and sides of your neck while I unzip your dress. With a swift
rush I pull the garment off you and ease you back into the couch, the
soft, cool pillows contrast nicely to the warmth of your skin. I move
next to you and push my lips to yours. Our tongues exchange touches
as we kiss deeply, again and again.
I begin to massage your shoulders and arms, tracing my way slowly
along the exposed lace bra. You've worn white, you knew it was my
favorite, but hadn't anticipated this. I pull you into me again. As
our lips dance together and our chests meet, I reach around and
lazily unhook your bra. Your breasts look magnificent in the light
and I ease my hand onto the first, teasing its nipple into firmness.
I break our kiss and again pass my lips along your neck, across your
chest, to your waiting mounds. A low moan escapes you as I run my
tongue and lips over both of your buds, making them stand at
attention and beg for more. Your hands fly as you undo my tie, and
shirt. I rise up again and press my chest against you as our mouths
meet and our tongues engage in battle.
My hand slowly caresses your belly. Kneading and stroking, moving
down toward your muff, while the other runs the length of your legs,
making me tremble. You know I love your legs and ass, and caressing
them always brings my member to full attention as you notice with
your hand. You reach inside my pants and bring out my shaft, my heat
for you showing with every heartbeat. My hand traverses your leg a
final time and reaches your cotton covered pussy, gently stroking at
the top. You spread your legs and allow my hand to caress your lips,
feel your heat and wetness.
Long minutes pass quickly as our passion mounts. I pass my hand to
the inside of your panties, and press lightly on your mons. You break
our kiss and relieve me of my pants, joining me with a kiss to my
head. You massage the first drops of moisture collecting at my slit
around the head with your fingers, but soon replace them with your
lips. I groan and buck my hips nervously, and you force me to sit
still on the couch with a firm push of your hand on my belly. Slowly
you ease the top half of my shaft into your mouth, the heat making me
cry out softly. You continue to suck me, slowly and gently with a
little tooth applied at the underside right below my head while
massaging my nipples and belly. You know that drives me crazy. I
quickly rise and pull you to your feet.
^Tonight is your night,^ I whisper, ^Let me do all the work.^ I pull
you to me and lower you down on the couch. I pull your white cotton
panties from you, and they join my shirt and tie after their perfect
parabolic arc. Your ass rests comfortably on the cushions, but close
enough to the edge to allow me room to move. I kneel between your
legs, and begin kissing your firm belly. Slowly I trace circles
around your navel and down toward your dark red patch. But I avoid
your pussy and begin again on the insides of your thighs, nibbling
and licking my way toward the center. I can feel your heat and smell
your scent. Both senses contributing to the strength of my hard-on. I
lick across your mons and kiss each of your pussy lips. Another moan
escapes you as you run your fingers through my hair and I thread my
tongue trough your wet slit. Kissing and licking each inch of your
pussy I work my way back to the top and flick my tongue gently across
your clitty. Your shudder is all the encouragement I need. Reaching up
to pinch your nipples, I find your hands already at work, and mine
join them. You catch my wrist and draw my two first fingers into your
mouth.
I continue licking and kissing at your clitty, but withdraw my wet
fingers from your mouth and run them slowly across your waiting hole.
I ease my first two digits into you as I lick up and down your pussy
lips. The expression on your face tells me all that you are feeling
as I draw my fingers in and out of your tightness and lap your
juices. I keep the pace slow, not wanting to make you come just yet.
I have a surprise planned. Pulling my soaked fingers from your pussy
I slide them down to the crack of your ass to find that the juices
that I've missed with my tongue have collected nicely upon your
butthole. I take my index finger and slowly trace the outline of your
backdoor, making sure its good and wet with your sauce. Then I ease
just the first knuckle into your hole causing you to buck and wiggle.
I hold you down with my free arm and ease my finger back into your
ass. This time you accept the intruder and I ease my finger in up to
the second knuckle. Your moans have increased in intensity and I know
you are about to come, so I thread my tongue through your slit and
stop at your hole. I push my tongue up inside your pussy and at the
same time insert my finger all the way into your ass. You clamp my
head against your pussy and your ass wiggles as I fuck it with my
finger. Your orgasm is long and intense. I can feel your entire body
shake as I drive my tongue as far inside you as I can reach and saw
my finger in your backside.
With a sigh you release me and I again join you on the couch,
slipping between your parted thighs. I raise your knees up to your
sides and push my cock against your pussy. Your hands are quick to
guide me to the spot, and I slowly ease into you. Our bodies click
together as we begin to increase the pace. I push harder and harder
as the tempo threatens to push us off the couch and onto the floor.
Sensing this I ease up and withdraw from you. You know exactly what
I'm thinking and turn over. With your ass in the air and your top
lying on the couch I press up behind you. You look back at me with a
face that reflects love, trust, fear, and lust. Your legs spread wide
and guide me to your waiting wetness. I slip back inside your soaking
pussy and push the pace up again. I massage your back and knead your
ass cheeks. My fingers are still wet and I again ease them against
your asshole. You gasp as I quickly slide two fingers into your tight
ass and start fucking you hard. My cock is drenched with your wetness
and I'm harder than a pole. Our pace increases again as we drive each
other toward the peak. Minutes stretch into hours etched with
passion, color and heat. The world melts away as we lock into each
other, eyes meeting eyes, bodies joined, mated at the soul.
Riding on your backside, I feel as you begin to come. You close your
eyes and drop your head to the couch. Pulling you tighter to me with
your hips I slam my shaft as deeply as I can reach. Your ass shakes
and your cries lengthen and I shoot you to the moon with my own come.
White hot and blue in intensity, we come for what seems to be hours,
and too soon return to Earth. As we lay in each others arms on the
couch I lean over and passionately kiss you on the lips.
As the clock strikes midnight, I whisper ^Happy Birthday.^
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