I take my time undressing. I start with my shirt, pulling it out of the waist band of my jeans. I look down at you and our eyes lock. Your hazel eyes smolder with lust. I kick off my boots, strip my socks off and unhook the buckle from my belt. I stop for a moment at the movement of your hand going down to your mons. I watch as your fingers stroke the folds of your muffin. This brings a smile to my face as I unbutton my jeans, pull down the zipper and open my pants exposing the untanned skin of my lower abdomen. Your eyes roam my body from my open pants up my torso, drinking in my form. My slightly defined abdomen and chest tells you I am fit, but not a full time gym rat.
My fingers hook the sides of my jeans and I slowly slide them down my legs. The fullness of my cock comes into view. It is rigid and hard for you. I quickly push my jeans down and off, now that the reveal has been made. I watch your eyes grow darker, hoping that you like what you are seeing. I step closer to your naked body lying on the couch. Your fingers are busy between your folds, stroking, pulling, rubbing, inserting. I can hear the squishy sounds your actions elicit.
I stand directly at your head, over your face, looking down at you. I take my cock in my hand and slowly stroke it. You bite your lower lip watching my cock grow to its fullest length. We watch each other, touching ourselves, pleasuring each other while we do so.
Your other hand reaches up and covers my hand as I slowly stroke. I release my cock and your hand takes over, milking my turgid member. I stand there for a few moments watching as you stroke me in time with your busy little fingers. Your breathing is hoarse and getting faster…you are getting close. I lean down and pick up the hand that you have been rubbing yourself with. I lean down and Ankara escort suck the sweetness off your fingers, one by one. Having cleaned them sufficiently, I lift you up so that you are now sitting with your feet on the floor, your hand still stroking me.
I take a step back and pull you forward and you go to your knees in front of me. My cock merely inches from your face. Wordlessly you open your mouth and guide me inside. Your tongue feels amazing as it swirls around my shaft, exploring its texture, ridges and length. Your lips close the seal around its girth while you move it deeper into your mouth.
I am getting weak kneed. My eyes close and I tilt it back enjoying the warm, wet sensations of your oral manipulations. My fingers find your hair and I grip the sides of your head. Your tongue presses my cock up against the roof of your mouth. Each time your mouth moves, your tongue swirls around my shaft. I start moving my hips with the timing of your mouth, you snake your tongue past your lips. I look down and see that you are watching me intently. There is a smile in your eyes, knowing that your mouth is casting its spell upon me.
I grip your head tighter and start pressing deeper down your throat. I am driven wild with desire and consumed with passion, as I stuff your throat with my rigid member. You gag and choke as I press my cock deeper. I’m fueled by your struggle and press even harder. You stop moving your head and let me have my way with your mouth. Your eyes are watering while I use your face to fill my need. You gag and sputter, trying to deeply take my length. I am in another world as I feel my eruption beginning to boil up from the soles of my feet and pull myself out of your mouth before I go further than I want to right now.
“We will pick Ankara escort bayan up from there later on” I say as your red, tear streaked face fights to catch your breath. I watch your reaction. You look up at me and smile. I lean down and pull you to your feet, kissing you deeply. I can taste myself on your mouth.
I hold you close to me, stroking your hair. “Are you okay, darling?” You nod your head and wrap your hand around my slick shaft, giving it a few strokes. ” I’m sorry if I was too rough just now…its just you felt so good…I got lost in your pleasure.” You reach up and we kiss once again.
Breaking the kiss, I turn you around and gently push you over so your hands grip the back of the couch. I softly rub your folds, your ass just inches away from me. I step closer and guide the head of my cock to the folds of your entrance. Your juices have coated the inside of your thighs. I press your back lower so your ass is sticking up and out. I take a hold of my cock and slowly guide it into your warm, sweet, velvet treasure.
You moan softly as I press myself inside your womb. Slowly I push in, then back out, teasingly. You grow impatient at this and press your ass back impaling yourself on my hardness. An audible moan fills the room as your womb adjusts to me. I have never felt anything as heavenly as I do at this moment. I never want to leave this spot, ever. The two of us, finally, joined together as one.
I place my hands on your hips and slowly start to rock back and forth. I pull out until just the head of my cock is inside of you, then I push back in. You moan with every stroke I give you. We develop a rhythm back and forth, not hurrying, just taking our time…enjoying the feeling of our bodies moving as one.
Soon I feel my orgasm Escort Ankara beginning to boil again. I reach down and grab a handful of your hair…pulling your head back. You let out a howl as I slam into you…pounding my hips into your ass. My other hand draws back and leaves a red handprint on your ass cheek. You scream in pain and I feel a gush of your juices spray my thighs. I am pounding away, pulling your hair, slapping your ass…and then I feel it. Your muscles constrict around my cock like a warm, velvet glove. You take in a deep lungful of air and elicit a blood curdling scream as the orgasm takes you.
Your scream triggers my own orgasm and I feel my cock grow even harder as I empty load after load inside your body. I release your hair and grab you by the waist with both hands and I pound you, driving 204 pounds of force into your womb…filling it with spurt after spurt of my seed. Your body tenses again from the feeling of having my issue coat the inner walls of your womb and another scream is elicited.
I keep pounding until I am spent. You collapse onto the couch, our combined juices running out of your cunt. I turn and sit down, exhausted from our love making, yet there is one more thing I need. I reach over and pull your limp body towards me. I place your head in my lap. Your breathing is hard and labored.
You look up and into my eyes. I whisper “Clean me.”
You look over at my semi flaccid cock coated with our love and slowly you move your mouth and take me in. You moan a little and close your eyes as your tongue works its magic once more. I twitch and you look up at me. I smile lovingly and softly stroke your hair as you clean up all of the mess we have made. Your tongue laps it up like it is candy and pretty soon my cock is as clean as if it had been washed….and almost ready for another round.
Satisfied with your efforts I lean in for another kiss, tasting our love making on your lips and mouth. I sit back, spent and satisfied, holding you close. Gently stroking your body I whisper again “What would you like to eat for dinner? I’m starving.”