In particular how I would fuck you.

It starts from a party. You had already seen me strip. I spent most of the party in a skimpy Butler type outfit and served drinks and snacks, helped with the secret plan and just assisted everyone with their gifts. It was a bachelorette party for a good girl grouping of your friends with just a quick strip to full nudity at the end.

You wanted to a greater extent and approached me. I was conformable but mentioned the doughnut you were wearing. You told me not to occupy, that your husband would be picking you up shortly and would excuse the situation.

It happened as you indicated, your husband, you and I went for a cup of deep brown and you both told me about your organization and that I had nothing to worry about. While we had our talk, you sat across the mesa from me. As soon as your husband explained your arrangement an how and evening with me could fit in, your foot found it 's way between my legs. You were massaging my crotch with your bare foundation, your toes finding and tickling the foreland of my dick through my jeans. Your husband even bought us the motel room and took one for himself on another floor to give us our privacy.

I went into `` our '' room alone while you went with your hubby to prepare. We both showered and you dressed and came up to our room.

I was waiting in just a bathrobe when you came in.

I was in my bathrobe when your husband knocked on my door escorting you up. I opened the door, shook hands with your husband as he told me to take good care of you and give you what you wanted. I took your hand and ushered you inside, leaving the door full afford for your hubby to watch if he liked.

'' You 're absolutely gorgeous. '' I said. `` You said earlier that you do n't desire get it on making, but just raw sex. Is that right ? ``

'' Yes Scott, he takes care of the sexual love and tenderness, the worked up connection, all I want is raw sex. You be in bursting charge and aim me. ``

With that I drop my gown and begin to undress you. Your body is perfect. I caress you and head you to the bed. my erecting rising as we go. We reach the bed, I turn you and kiss you deeply, our tongues probing each others mouths. You sit and take my set up cock in one hand as you reach onto the nightstand for a condom. You deftly open it and stroke me a few sentence with your gratis hired hand before rolling it over my veiny shaft of light. Your soft fingers stroke my scrotum as you stand and buss me deeply again. My fingers gently caress your breast as you turn away from me climbing onto the bed on your knees. You bend over and offer yourself to me as I step up and tease you gently with my hard stopcock. It 's warm in the way and I have just had a hot rain shower, my scrotum is unaffixed and my globe swing freely and low.

'' Mmm, you 're ready for this, are n't you ? ``

'' Yes, we played around just a bit. I 'm so excited. ``

I lean forward and nuzzle on your throat as I enter you gently from behind.

You gasp, `` I can sure tell you 're there. Oh My. ``

I enter gently, but stand back up, reaching forward to retain your chest. I finger them as I pull out and agitate back in quickly. My balls slap your stomach. I pull back again and slam in harder this time, my balls hitting you more firmly. My poke just touching and stimulating your clit as it does. I lean down again, thrusting into you as I do. Grinding my pelvis against you. I fondle your breast with one helping hand as I nuzzle your neck and then your ears. My other bridge player reach down to your orifice, where my throbbing putz is buried inside you. I finger you and I thrust, burying myself as recondite as I can go. I pull back and thrust in again, slamming you surd as my fingers rally your trivial button. We keep on like this. Fucking like two animals in a rut. I 'm biting at your cervix as I pump in and out of you. You turn your straits and I lean in and kiss at your mouth, our tongues probing and pushing against the early 's. I feel you convulse. You lock up, sucking on my glossa as your first orgasm hits you. I stop pumping, buried to the hilt inside your hot tunnel. You convulse and spasm on me, my finger delicately stroking your first step. Your orgasm close awhile, but I have the skill and the staying power to accommodate off. Your soft bite releases my glossa and you moan as you tell me how great that was. I stand, my hands on your hips, my hammer still inside you. Slowly, I stroke in and out of you a span of times.

'' cook for more ? ``

'' Oh nobleman, do n't stop. '' you tell me.

I lean down and gain under your breasts and shoulders to back up you. I stand, picking you up, your body still impaled on my strong as brand member. I lift you from the bed and bit around, slowly carefully, without puling out of you I sit on the border of the bed, your back against my chest, my cock still buried inside. I look up and see that your husband is standing in the open threshold watching with a flimsy smile on his face. He and I make eye impinging, he winks and slowly backs out closing the door, leaving us to our fun, trusting us both completely. I lie back, my animal foot on the floor, pulling you back on top of me. We lie like this a moment as I again lick and suck on your ears. I start to sleep together into you again. My hands again find your breasts. I love fondling and squeezing your nipples as my prick spears into you. In this position, there is n't lots you can do to reciprocate. I hope you are enjoying the ride. I lower my right on hand to your initiative, above where my cock is entering you. I softly finger your clit, you moan is answer to the stimulant. I nibble on your ear lobe and I pump into you. We fuck like this for various minutes as you cum again. This prison term your succus cover the hind end side of my scratch and run down onto my swinging balls.

Your indorsement orgasm laissez passer and I slow. Do you want to retard down for awhile ? `` No, '' is your immediate solution, `` get on top of me and hump me strong and fast. I want to feel that turncock pump your seed into me. ``

Again I surprise you. I sit up, my throbbing hard on still inside your hot slippery tunnel. I lift you and stand, your spine to me, I pull out, my hammer dancing over your down back as I walk you to the table. I lift you easily and set you on the table facing me, your branch spread as I get between them. My formal rub over your sweet tumescent opening as my hammer degree at the cap, the rear end vein sliding over your protruding clit. I rub my scrotum over those lips a few sentence before backing up. You reach between us grabbing and guiding my prick at your opening, brushing it slightly against your swollen lips as you do so. I push forward, entering you suddenly. You moan in pleasure. I begin thrusting hard and fast. Fucking you in earnest. You want to feel me pulse as my ejaculation mixes with your tierce climax. We have been fucking like this for 20 minutes or so, your husband witnessing the first 10. You reach up, stroking my pecs and teat with your soft attender fingers. You are blue to me, but begging me to sleep together you harder and harder. My fingers tweak and tease your pap. Your boob are bloom from the elbow grease. My face and full body are flushed. There is a luster of sweat on me as we fuck like this. I feel you begin to tense up. My cock fop more, the mind enlarging appreciably. You notice and it brings you over the edge. Your vaginal walls contract and squeeze against my throbbing hard as steel turncock. Your kitty is milking my seed out as I squirt a huge encumbrance into you. You can sense the brain of my dick puff up each meter I squirt a pellet into you and your body responds in sort, trying to overstretch that lode of sperm deeply inside of you. My thrusting slows as I lean forward to kiss your gently. I 'm still buried in you, my pubic hair against your shaven opening. Our buss again turns to passion as your mouth opens, inviting my lingua in. Again, our spit intertwined, our passion becomes ferocious as we kiss, oour hands stroking each other 's bodies. I break away, standing. I pull out of your before my spent member goes limp. The prophylactic is full of my cream. The cream your consistency tried so valiantly to pull deeper inside you.

As I remove the prophylactic, you quickly kneel in front of me, taking my softening fellow member into your sassing to strip me. `` MMMM '' you moan, telling me that my juice is the for the first time you have tasted other than your husband 's. You note that it us not as bitter or salty as you had expected. Is it because of my diet or my younker you wonder .