He
touched me lightly but his touch sent sensual signals throughout my being. I
let myself go as he held me near, tilting my head back so that my lips were
closer to his face. His face was filled with desire as he looked me in my eyes,
a desire that was there for me. Closer, closer, closer…..ahh, our lips touched.
Skillfully, he suckled and pulled at my bottom lip. His tongue outlined my top
lip before it made its entrance into my mouth to waltz around with my tongue.
I
could feel myself slowly melting away. My knees were becoming weak. With my
eyes closed, I took in the sensation of his hand smoothly gliding around my
back while the other gently cupped my behind. I wanted more. Damn, so much
more, but was that even possible in this place?
This
man knew exactly what he was doing. He unzipped the back of my dress with ease
while still tonguing me down. As he slipped his hand inside of my dress, the
slight draft that I felt on my back told me that there was no turning back now.
I kissed him back, tugged at his shirt, and freed it from the clutches of his
pants. I took his tie off and began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his bare
chest to me. I kissed him on the side of his neck and on down to his pecs.
Before I knew it, I was out of my dress. He stopped completely and just stood
there staring at my body. My, was this embarrassing. I've never had a man just
stare at me while I was almost naked before. I could feel the blood rush to my
face as I stood motionless. His face was stoned like that of a Greek statue. He
instructed me to turn around slowly. I abided. When I was facing him again, his
shirt was completely off and he was undoing his pants.
Stepping
out of his trousers, he was now inches away from me. Reaching behind me once
more, he undid my bra, exposing my hardened nipples to him. Gently forcing me
back, he placed me on the conference table. With my legs dangling off the edge,
I leaned back onto the cold table.
Grasping
my breasts, he gave each of them a fair amount of attention. Squeezing,
sucking, nibbling, and licking them much to my delight. My body’s temperature
rose. I was aching to have him inside of me. As he played around with the
twins, I reached between his legs, sizing up his man toy with my hand. His
boxers were wet from precum. Yes, he was primed and ready, ready for this fat
salivating pussy that was yearning for a good fucking.
Dropping
to his knees, he spread my legs further apart, holding them in midair. I closed
my eyes to take him in as his tongue invaded my fluffy twat. Oh my, what the
fuck…..shit, this man was eating my girly girl and didn’t even bother to remove
my panties. He was going at it feverishly and sucking my lust drippings right
through my thongs. I have never felt a feeling such as this that was so
transcendent. His tongue combined with the foreign feeling of my panties had me
on edge. I wanted to cum and I wanted to cum hard. I could feel the tension
between my thighs. I gripped the sides of the table pushing myself forward
causing that magical wand of a tongue to go deeper into my realms. My stomach
muscles tightened. I gripped the table even tighter, clenched my teeth, held my
breath, threw my head back, and……and……and like that, the feeling was gone. HE
STOPPED!
Opening
my eyes, I looked on as he rose to his feet and seemingly removing his boxers
at the same time. He released a condom from its wrapper and placed the
prophylactic on the one eye beast that was aiming at me from between his legs.
He placed my feet on the table. With my legs opened, he looked me in the eyes,
braced himself, and guided his latex laced cock smoothly inside of me. Smoothly
and gently, he rocked back and forth. The way he filled my pink hole was
exhilarating. He pumped in and out of me with a nice rhythmic flow in which I caught
on to and gyrated back, marinating his dick with my wetness. He caressed my
body with care, his hands gently sliding down the side of my face, onto my
neck, down to my breasts, across my belly, underneath to my ass, and up, down,
and around my legs. He leaned over, kissing me, touching me, and skillfully
stroking me. Whew, my kitty kat purred for him. I contracted my vagina,
clenching his dick, and matched his timely strokes. His pace accelerated. Oh
how I wanted him to just ram into me, but I was satisfied at what was going
down, and the way that it was going down.
He
grabbed my left leg, moved it across so that it was side by side with my other
leg. He then pushed them down onto the table together, one on top of the other
which caused me to lay in the fetal position. Now I felt the pressure of him
inside of me even more than before. My juices were dripping onto my thighs. Oh
yes, that dick was doing the damn thing. He reached with one hand, pinched my
nipple, and braced my hip with his other hand. His cock seemed to have swelled
in this position and I loved it.
Right
when I thought that I wasn’t going to be able to take it anymore, he instructed
me to get in the doggy style position, but carefully so that he stays in me. I
assumed the position with my knees still on the table. I kept my body low to
the table so that his access to me was not a struggle. I decided to take
control. Catching him off guard, I bounced my ass on his dick. Looking back at
him, I could see the tense but pleasurable look on his face. My pussy was
leaking, and his dick, well that thing was solid. He reached his arm around and
under me. His hand was at the top of my slit, and his fingers stimulating my
clit. He pulled me back towards him making me get off the table with my feet on
the ground. I held myself up, my hands planted firmly on the table. Now he was
giving me his all. Sweat dripped from his body. I twerked my pussy for him as
if I were a dancer at a strip club in Atlanta. He was definitely giving me the
business, but I was far from being a slouch myself.
We
were panting, and moaning, and grabbing, and oh yeah, we were most definitely
fucking! Once again, I felt that urge building up inside of me. My knees
buckled. My pussy throbbed. He was beating it faster……harder……and I was……..
SHIT!!!
I felt his body collapse onto me. He came just as I was about to catch mine. Damn,
why couldn’t he have held out just a while longer?
We
regrouped, put our clothes back on, and left out of the room. Oh well, I didn’t
look at it as a complete loss. I took it for what it was, A GOOD FUCK. We will
have our time again Mr. Man. Yes, we will.
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