It all started innocently enough, but the way it ended I’m certainly not gonna be the one to complain.
We were in bed recently and she was doing one of her favorite things, sucking my hard cock and making me crazy. She knew how to suck me too, get me all hot and very close, then back off and lick my shaft and balls, waiting for me to cool off a bit. This time around, she did something that really got me hot. She got me close to the edge and licked down my rod to my swollen balls, then she went lower and gave my ass a good lick. The feel of her warm, wet tongue there almost made me cum.
She did this a few more times, and had me writhing all over the bed. When I couldn’t take much more, I pulled her up and kissed her, enjoying the smell of me on her lips. I whispered in her ear, “Is there something new you want to try sweetheart?” View full article »
I awoke with a start. It was still dark outside. I tried to turn to see what time it was, but I couldn’t move. Trying to feel around for what was happening, I realized my hands had been tied to the headboard, and I was lying face down on the bed. I groaned, partly in frustration, partly in anticipation. She had warned me she would do something to “repay” me for some of the pleasure I have given her. She truly appreciated the times I tied her up and had my way with her, and I was about to find out what she had in mind.
I struggled a little more and I heard her giggling from the doorway. “I thought I heard you moving around. Hope you don’t mind, but I think you’ll enjoy what I have in mind for you.” With that she walked over to the bed and stood there.
I could sense her closeness, smell her perfume, almost feel her breath on my skin. My body began to react to the situation, my heart was racing and my dick was starting to get hard. I felt her hands caressing my back and my ass, soft and gentle. Her hands moved down my buttocks to my legs and down to my ankles. On the upward journey of her hands, she took a detour, moving between my legs and caressing my balls. Her hands finished their journey upward, moving from my shoulders to my neck, making sure to give me a gentle squeeze. View full article »
It was about 12:30 am when I got her text. All it said was “I’ll be waiting”. I had just gotten off work and was ready to get some sleep, but the text made my heart race. I drove to her place, wondering what she had in mind. I pulled up to her house, all the lights were off. Had it been another night, I probably wouldn’t have disturbed her, but she had sent the text, so I knew she was still awake. I got out of the car and let myself into her house.
Once inside, I let my eyes adjust to the darkness inside. The first thing I realized was that it wasn’t completely dark. She had lit a couple of candles, giving the room a warm, sensual smell. I kicked off my shoes and listened for some clues as to where she could be. I heard some noises from her bedroom, so I tip-toed that direction. As I got closer, I could smell the rose-scented candle she lit when she was in the mood and I heard her softly moaning. I carefully crept the remaining few feet to the doorway to her bedroom.
There she was. Her lush, sensual body was naked, lying on top of the covers. Her eyes were closed and I heard the quiet buzzing. I looked, and saw that she was slowly pumping her favorite toy in and out of her sex. The scene was intoxicating, and my own body responded. My rod stiffened and my hand cupped the stiffness through my work pants. I stood there transfixed, watching her pleasure herself. I quietly undressed and stood there, stroking myself, determined to enjoy this. View full article »
My sleep had been restless, but in a good way. I kept having incredibly erotic dreams, and at one point I half-way woke up and grabbed my hard-on. Thinking to myself, “Damn, too bad I’m out of town on business”, I fell back asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept after, but the dreams got even more erotic, and almost real. You know the type of dream I’m talking about. The kind where you swear you can feel the warm body next to you, feel their flesh in your hands, feel her wetness as you slide into her. Very powerful and erotic.
I finally started to wake up, and something was, out of place. I glanced to my right, the hotel clock. I looked up, the ugly painting over the bed. And then I determined the thing that was out of place. Something warm and wet was covering my hardness. Sliding my hand downward, I encountered something I did not expect…a head of hair!
Fully awake, I propped myself up on my elbows and saw her. Red hair, nice ass sticking up in the air as she sucked on me. Seeing it wasn’t a dream, I moaned and fell back onto the pillows. View full article »
It had been a nice night out of dinner and dancing, lots of slow dancing. Toward the end of the evening, Kim started using her hands and pelvis to communicate her desires to me. And when we kissed, she bit my bottom lip, a sure sign she was definitely in the mood for some wild sex when we got back to the hotel.
We left the club and quickly got into our car, and as soon as we left the parking lot, she was leaning over the console, nibbling my ear and neck. And if I wasn’t already hard and full of need, she began stroking my throbbing rod through my slacks, making sure of that fact. By the time we got back to the hotel, we were both moaning and ready for more.
We were able to make it into the room without raising too many eyebrows in the hotel lobby, and as soon as the security latch was locked, Kim started undressing me. Her hands and mouth followed each other as she revealed more and more of my body to her touch. Soon, I was standing there in my boxers, my cock tenting the front of them, a wet spot forming showing my own level of excitement. View full article »
