I love the touch of her hand. It never fails to excite me!
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Half asleep, I stumble into the shower, hoping the water will help wake me up. I let the water heat as I undress then climb in and let the water wash over me. I am so completely out of it, I don’t know she is there until I feel her press her body against me, her hands reaching for the soap. I open my eyes and see her smiling face and the look she gets when she has something planned. I relax and let her do as she will.
She lathers her hands up and runs them over my body. Starting at my chest and belly, she touches and teases me. Soaping up again, she presses her breasts against me as she washes my back. The feel of her hard nipples against my chest is so erotic. Her hands wander down to my ass and she soaps each cheek, using her hand to delve in the crevice between, her fingers grazing against my sensitive asshole. My cock jumps and hardens even more, pressing insistently against her belly.
Stepping back, she soaps up again and strokes my throbbing hardness. Taking extra care to make sure she gets every inch of me, paying special attention to the head and balls. Rinsing me off, she grabs a hold of me and kneels down, easing her mouth down my waiting shaft. The feel of her mouth and the water on our bodies feels so good. I moan and my hips push forward, needing her mouth. Her hands move back to my ass and she pulls me in deeper until I can feel her throat massaging the head of my cock. She then lets my hips move on their own. View full article »
The Hotel Room
Filed Under: Stories by RonD — 3 Comments
October 2, 2009
She let herself into his hotel room. He called and told her that he had an errand to run and he would only be a few minutes. In the meantime, she should make herself more comfortable. She went to the bathroom area and freshened up. Normally, she didn’t wear much makeup, but she looked so good with a little blush & her bright red lipstick. She grinned, she would surprise him with that!
She finished touching up her lipstick and wandered to a chair by the window, wanting to look out and wait for him to come back. On her way past the bed, she noticed a note with a rose placed on top of it. Curious, she picked up the note and read it while smelling the rose. View full article »
Here is my MfM..I know, it’s Thursday, but hell. I was on vacation! (that’ll be my excuse). Enjoy
I watched as her hands smoothed tanning oil on her body. I watched as her hands adjusted the top of her swimsuit, then the bottoms.
I was lost in thought when I heard her whisper in my ear, “Need some help?”. All I could do was nod yes.
Her hands were on me in a flash, spreading lotion all over me. When her hands were spreading oil on her, it was sweet, innocent. Watching her hands on me, it was anything but!
Looking each other in the eye, we held hands and retreated to the cool of the room. Again, her hands were all over me. This time, lustful, desirous.
My hands devoured her body, like hers did mine.
The rest of the day was spent allowing our hands to talk for us.