In detail how I would have it off you.

It starts from a political party. You had already seen me airstrip. I spent about of the party in a skimpy pantryman type outfit and served drinks and snack, helped with the games and just assisted everyone with their giving. It was a bachelorette party for a good girlfriend group of your friend with just a quick strip to full nudity at the end.

You wanted more and approached me. I was consonant but mentioned the band you were wearing. You told me not to worry, that your married man would be picking you up shortly and would explicate the situation.

It happened as you indicated, your husband, you and I went for a cup of coffee and you both told me about your arrangement and that I had null to worry about. While we had our talk, you sat across the tabular array from me. As soon as your husband explained your organization an how and evening with me could fit in, your base found it 's way between my legs. You were massaging my crotch with your denude understructure, your toes finding and tickling the mind of my dick through my jean. Your hubby even bought us the motel room and took one for himself on another story to give us our privacy.

I went into `` our '' room alone while you went with your husband to make. 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 hired hand with your hubby as he told me to take beneficial care of you and give you what you wanted. I took your hand and ushered you inside, leaving the door wide-cut open for your husband to take in if he liked.

'' You 're absolutely gorgeous. '' I said. `` You said earlier that you do n't want fuck qualification, but just raw sex. Is that right ? ``

'' Yes Scott, he takes care of the love and tenderness, the emotional connectedness, all I want is raw sex. You be in charge and take me. ``

With that I drop my robe and get to undress you. Your body is perfect. I caress you and lead you to the bed. my hard-on rising as we go. We reach the bed, I turn you and buss you deeply, our tongues probing each others mouths. You sit and occupy my erect cock in one paw as you reach onto the nightstand for a condom. You deftly open up it and stroke me a few times with your free people helping hand before rolling it over my veiny prick. Your soft finger's breadth stroke my scrotum as you stand and kiss me deeply again. My fingers gently caress your breasts as you turn away from me climbing onto the bed on your stifle. You bend over and proffer yourself to me as I step up and rally you gently with my hard cock. It 's warm in the room and I have just had a hot shower, my scrotum is loose and my nut swing freely and low.

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

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

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

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

I enter gently, but stand back up, reaching forward to carry your breasts. I finger them as I pull out and push back in quickly. My balls slap your tum. I pull back again and slam in harder this metre, my balls hitting you more firmly. My sack just touching and stimulating your clit as it does. I lean down again, thrusting into you as I do. Grinding my pelvic girdle against you. I fondle your breasts with one bridge player as I nuzzle your neck opening and then your auricle. My other hands reach down to your opening, where my throbbing putz is buried inside you. I finger you and I thrust, burying myself as deep as I can go. I pull back and thrust in again, slamming you hard as my fingers tease apart your little button. We keep on like this. Fucking like two brute in a rut. I 'm biting at your cervix as I pump in and out of you. You turn your promontory and I lean in and kiss at your mouth, our glossa probing and pushing against the early 's. I feel you convulse. You lock up, sucking on my clapper as your first coming smash you. I stop pumping, buried to the hilt inside your hot tunnel. You convulse and spasm on me, my fingerbreadth delicately stroking your opening. Your sexual climax lasts awhile, but I have the skill and the stamina to check off. Your gentle chomp releases my natural language and you moan as you tell me how not bad that was. I stand, my hands on your hips, my hammer still inside you. Slowly, I stroke in and out of you a couple of times.

'' quick for more ? ``

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

I lean down and reach under your white meat and shoulders to support you. I stand, picking you up, your body still impaled on my punishing as blade member. I lift you from the bed and turning around, slowly carefully, without puling out of you I sit on the edge 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 slight smile on his face. He and I make eye contact, he winks and slowly backs out closing the door, leaving us to our fun, trusting us both completely. I lie back, my groundwork on the story, pulling you back on top of me. We lie like this a minute as I again lick and suckle on your capitulum. I start to roll in the hay into you again. My script again find your titty. I love fondling and squeezing your mamilla as my prick spears into you. In this position, there is n't much you can do to reciprocate. I hope you are enjoying the drive. I lower my properly hand to your opening, above where my cock is entering you. I softly finger your clit, you moan is response to the stimulation. I nybble on your earlobes and I pump into you. We fuck like this for several moment as you cum again. This clip your juices cover the bottom side of my prick and run down onto my swinging balls.

Your indorsement sexual climax whirl and I slow. Do you need to slow down for awhile ? `` No, '' is your immediate resolution, `` get on top of me and know me severely and fast. I want to feel that peter pump your source into me. ``

Again I surprise you. I sit up, my throbbing hard on still inside your hot slippery burrow. I lift you and stand, your dorsum to me, I pull out, my putz dancing over your lower back as I walk you to the board. I lift you easily and set you on the board facing me, your peg spread as I get between them. My balls rub over your sweet tumid opening as my stopcock item at the ceiling, the buttocks mineral vein sliding over your protruding clit. I rub my scrotum over those rim a few times before backing up. You reach between us grabbing and guiding my stopcock at your opening night, brushing it slightly against your swollen lips as you do so. I push forward, entering you suddenly. You moan in pleasure. I begin thrusting toilsome and fast. Fucking you in earnest. You want to feel me pulse as my ejaculation mixes with your third orgasm. We have been fucking like this for 20 minutes or so, your husband witnessing the first 10. You reach up, stroking my pecs and nipples with your soft supply ship digit. You are aristocratic to me, but begging me to bang you harder and harder. My fingerbreadth tweak and badger your mamilla. Your titty are efflorescence from the elbow grease. My face and integral trunk are flushed. There is a lustre of sweat on me as we fuck like this. I feel you begin to strain up. My cock dandy more, the caput enlarging appreciably. You notice and it brings you over the edge. Your vaginal walls contract and squeeze against my throbbing hard as brand turncock. Your pussy is milking my seed out as I squirt a huge load into you. You can experience the head of my putz swell each time I squirt a shot into you and your body responds in kind, trying to pull that load 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 night. Our candy kiss again turns to passion as your mouth opens, inviting my tongue in. Again, our tongues intertwined, our rage becomes ferocious as we kiss, oour hands stroking each other 's bodies. I break away, standing. I pull out of your before my spent penis goes limp. The condom is full of my cream. The cream your torso tried so valiantly to rip mystifying inside you.

As I remove the condom, you quickly kneel in front of me, taking my softening member into your back talk to scavenge me. `` MMMM '' you moan, telling me that my succus is the get-go you have tasted other than your married man 's. You note that it us not as bitter or salty as you had expected. Is it because of my diet or my youth you wonder .