Saturday, August 11, 2012

STORY: WHEN HE ARRIVED

When he arrived, she removed his clothes and put him in her bed. She lay naked next to him, kissing him softly. He had not had the attention of such a giving lover in a long, long time. She touched every inch of him slowly, allowing him to savor every caress. Her soft hands felt so warm on his skin. She began stroking him so lightly at first. Then with more friction. She could feel how much he liked it as he grew harder and harder in her hand. He wanted her. He started to get on top of her and she stopped him. She wanted to be in control of the tempo. She wanted to make him last all night. She stroked him a little longer and then straddled him. She rubbed her wet pussy all over him in a slow, steady rhythm. Then she pulled him inside her. He moaned with pleasure as he entered her hot, wet pussy. She held him there, teasing him. As she started moving again, he put his thumb on her hard clit and started to rub it for her. He watched her move up and down on him and he laid there and enjoyed the view. He could feel her pussy start to constrict around his cock as she started to cum. He knew this was only the beginning, and he couldn’t wait to have her all night.

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