Alone At Last · Part 1 (1/2)
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Please enjoy this great sex story.
BY: (C) 1999 We spent one amazing night together months ago, right before you moved half way across the country. I'm walking through the airport to the baggage carousel, where I know you'll be waiting to meet me. I smile as I walk up to you. I let out a soft moan at your touch as you slip your hands around my waist to pull me in for a kiss that is at once tender and forceful, and full of the passion of too many months of cybersex. I can feel your cock hardening against my leg as I cup my hand around the back of your head and whisper in your ear "I spent most of the flight touching myself, in the bathroom, under a blanket, but I didn't let myself come, because I wanted you to do it". We stand there for what seems like forever waiting for my bag. Finally we are alone in your car, on the way back to your place.
Once we are on clear of the garage and the traffic, I slowly start to slide my long black skirt up my legs. You're trying to watch the road, but as the fabric leaves my calves, my thighs, and finally my hips bare you can't help but notice that I have nothing on underneath. I slide my hand gently over the growing bulge between your legs, and tell you "I'm going to have you, right here, right now." You object that you'd rather take the time to do it right. I tell you there'll be plenty of time for that later, but right at that moment I just want to fuck.
You keep putting me off, "we'll be at my place soon enough"; "Fuck that, come on," and I start undoing your pants, your cock is hard and at least one of you wants to do it right now. I put my mouth on you and I hear you breathe through clenched teeth. I don't go down, I just lick and suck on the head, your hands fumble to set the cruise control and then find their way into my blouse and my breasts and you start pinching my nipples.
You break down and say, "Okay, okay, you win… please fuck me." I look up at you smiling. I straddle you and guide your dick into me. I want it bad but you should suffer for putting me off so I barely let you in. I move my hips up and down in small strokes. Your breathing is ragged and you are trying to pay attention to the road; the way the car is weaving I don't think you are succeeding at that very well. I am torturing you and I must admit I like it. You crumble completely, take your hands off the wheel, grab my hips and impale me on your fat cock.
Sounds like an animal are coming from your throat and the waves are building in my body, crashing again and again, like a rough tide pounding the beach. Too much, too much and I am there, everything is out of focus and I am the one who starts making sounds like some animal. You start screaming my name over and over and I know you're coming. I bite your neck hard and let you pound yourself into me.
We're at your place before we finish our cigarette. You anticipated my arrival there are candles everywhere and you start lighting them once we are in the door. You say you have wine, cheese and fruit ready; would I need a glass of cab? Of course, I say. "Well, I need to do a thing or two, give me three minutes and make yourself at home." 'Enigma' is coming out of your speakers. I let my hair down, strip and put on one of your white dress shirts. It falls almost to my knees so all the buttons won't be necessary. I don't hear you behind me as you force me, face down on the bed. Your mouth is on my ass, licking biting and moving toward my pussy.
You are licking my inner thighs and ass with just the tip of your tongue, teasing in tiny strokes, getting closer and closer to my cunt. My breathing becomes shallow, and I'm making little moaning noises, saying "Please, please". I try to press my hips up towards your mouth, and you're tempted by the sight of me, wet, still swollen from our romp in the car. But you clamp your hands down on my ass to keep me from moving. You keep teasing until I think I'm going to explode, then slowly you start kissing your way up my back. When you are on top of me, you grab both my wrists in one hand and hold them over my head.
You reach under me and unbutton the shirt, your hand grazing my breasts, avoiding my nipples, still teasing. You slip off the shirt, and I can feel your naked skin against mine.
You reach over to the nightstand and grab a few conveniently stowed scarves, quickly binding my wrists together, then blindfolding me. You roll me over onto my back, and brush first your fingers, then your lips, across my mouth. I reach out with my tongue, trying to touch you, but you pull away, enjoying watching how much I want you. You run your fingers lightly over my skin, and I'm writhing with desire. I'm moaning and begging for you to suck me, touch me, kiss me, fuck me. You move over me up towards the headboard and rub your rock hard dick against my eyelids, my nose, my cheeks, and finally my lips. I tentatively reach out to lick your cock, testing how much you'll let me have.
I run my tongue slowly over the tip and around the head. You ease it in further so I can suck on the tip, gently at first, then harder. As you let me have more of your cock in my mouth I can feel you giving into it, losing control. You untie my wrists, and I put one hand around the base of your shaft and with the other I start to rub that oh so sensitive spot under your balls. You're pumping in and out of my mouth, and I can feel your body tense up as you start to come. You try to pull away, but I hold you to me, wanting to drink you in, to have every bit of you in me that I can. As your body shudders in orgasm so does mine, and you collapse on top of me.
You kiss me gently all over my face, and while I'm relaxed and can't see you, you tie my wrists back together. I try to object, but you scoop me up and carry me out of the room. You lay me out on what I think must be the kitchen table and tie down my legs. I can hear the grin in your voice as you say, " I don't want the wine and cheese and fruit to go to waste". I feel something splash across my breasts and stomach and I smell wine. You take my breast in your mouth, savoring me and the cabernet, biting at my nipple. You lean over and whisper in my ear "let the feast begin". I feel your long fingers on my skin, trailing down my body as you kiss me.
Your mouth leaves mine and attacks my neck, nibbles on the skin and licks the lines of my jaw. Your fingers are between my legs caressing my thighs, drawing little circles in my skin moving closer and closer to my wetness. Your mouth is on my nipples again, sucking, biting, licking me. Your fingers are teasing me again.
I can barely feel your fingertips on my lips, it's exquisite. If my hands were free I would put your whole hand in my cunt. God, you love to torture me. FINALLY, you take one finger and move it firmly but slowly over the entire length of my lips stopping just shy of my clit. You pull your hand back and you put that one finger into your mouth. I can't see you, but I can hear you sighing and sucking while you taste me. That hand goes back between my legs and begins it's oh so light dance this time on my clit. Then finally barely inside me, just the tip making slow little circles around my entrance. With each circle your hand starts moving faster and deeper, faster, deeper.
Your mouth is devouring my nipples, biting and chewing them. You stick your other fingers into my mouth and I suck on them like I'm starving. And finally you pound the full length of that one finger into my cunt. I arch my back and try for more but you push me back down and are stroking me furiously. You start using two fingers and your thumb finds my clit. I am losing it, my hips are moving of their own accord and I am breathing in ragged gasps. I pull against the restraints as I come, my whole body shaking with pleasure. Your hand never stops as wave after wave hits me.
When I finally come back to earth you push back my the blindfold, and you smile at me with your fingers in your mouth and under your nose. It looks like you are trying to take me all in my smells, my tastes, my expressions, my sensations. You put the blindfold back in place, grab more wine and splash some on my belly and my pussy. You start at my stomach, licking up the wine. You move down to my bush and lick above and to each side before grabbing both my knees and spreading me wide. And then your tongue is on me, in me, flicking and sucking on my clit. My hips come alive again and are moving in rhythm with your tongue.
Right when my orgasm starts you put you finger back into me, no teasing this time all the way, first time, pounding in me. Relentlessly you keep going as my initial orgasm rolls into another. Your tongue is spinning on my clit, two then three fingers inside of me. I am shaking now; I know nothing but the feel of your fingers and mouth on me. I finally come back down, I don't remember you stopping, but you have. My legs are shaking and I am breathing hard. Even though I can't see it, I know your hard red cock is almost touching your belly and I start begging you to fuck me. Please finish me, please. You pull me toward you as far as the restraints allow.
My ass is nearly at the edge of the table. You reach down and point your cock toward my cunt. I am speaking at you constantly; "come on fucker, do it. Pound me with your meat, come on fuck me you bastard…" But you only tease me again, taking the head of your dick and stroking my clit, and feeling around my hot wet entrance again, I thrust my hips at your cock but the restraints hold me back, you put only an inch of yourself inside of me and start with little strokes. Your thumb, as skilled as your tongue, finds my clit and my hunger for you is all consuming. I am screaming at you now "Please, please!".
You start going deeper and deeper in me, a slow inching progression until you finally bury your entire length inside of me. My body is instantly quaking with orgasm and you pull back a tiny bit, then pound in again, and again I shudder and scream out in pleasure. Once more you ease out a bit, then plow in all the way to the base of your cock, and my back arches as I tense and shudder with multiple orgasms. You can feel the after shocks in my pussy caressing your dick, and you begin to stroke in and out slowly, savoring how wet I am from all the pleasure you've given me, looking down on me stretched out naked, totally in your control.
You consider pulling out again, keeping up the torturous teasing, but you are overpowered my your own desire to stay deep inside me. You lean forward, pressing your chest against my body, causing your shaft to rub against my clit with each stroke. I respond with quiet moaning, and a long slow orgasm that builds up and up, until I am finally pushed over the edge. You cup my breasts in your hands, caressing the nipples with your thumbs, and I can feel tip of your cock rubbing my g-spot as you start to stroke faster. I squeeze the muscles in my cunt in rhythm with your pounding, faster, faster, harder, but I don't even have to say it because you know exactly what I want.
I come again and again, and finally you are there with me, and I can't tell which sounds, the screaming and moaning, are coming from who because we're both so lost in the feeling, the explosive, mind blowing finale.
We are both covered in sweat and cum and totally spent. You relax against me as long as your legs hold out, and then slowly pull out, not wanting to leave my warmth. You untie me, take off the blindfold, and look into my eyes, giving me a slow damp kiss, both of us totally beyond words. You pick me up and carry me into bed, and the cool sheets feel wonderful against my skin. We both fall asleep delightfully exhausted. When I wake up I am alone in bed, and I wander out to find you on the with a glass of wine in one hand and the Kama Sutra in the other. The sight of you, naked and hard, gets me wet instantly.
You look up at me, and I run one hand down between my breasts, over my stomach, and to my bush. With the other hand I part my lips, and slip one finger inside myself. My eyes are locked on yours, and I can see your breathing get shallow. I pull my finger out and run it around your lips and then in your mouth.
You suck my juices off my finger, and while you're still sitting there licking your lips and getting every last drop I turn and walk towards the bathroom. I turn on the water, steaming hot, then start the shower and get inside. My eyes are closed as I enjoy the hot water rushing over me, and you step in behind me and soap up your hands and start running the slippery, foamy lather over my back and shoulders. You massage the soap into my skin with your strong hands. You finish my back and do both arms then you move down to my ass where your hands seem to linger. Down my legs and calves to my feet where you take special care not to tickle.
Alone At Last · Part 1 (1/2)
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