1. Enchanted or The Lustful Wife


    Date: 2/3/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Will_greybeard, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    penis, in and out in a gently accelerating rhythm, and the expert caresses of her fingers on his balls, caused the most exquisite of sensations to radiate throughout his body and legs from his loins. His lingam quickly grew to its full stature, impressive in both length and girth, hard and pulsating with youthful vigour. Eyes closed, the young hero abandoned himself to ecstasy, and when the crone thrust two fingers into his anus to massage his prostate, it was as if a fire had been ignited deep in his balls, a sweet and urgent sensation, almost painful in its piercing intensity as it forced its way up inside his cock from base to throbbing and swollen crown. His moans of pleasure now turned to cries of rapture, and he began to thrust his hips forwards in an attempt to force his length deeper into the old woman's throat, the muscles of his back and thighs taut with agonising tension. And then it came, an orgasm of exquisite intensity, as the fire in his belly erupted in incandescent streams of hot cum shooting from the end of his lingam like liquid fire. The old woman swallowed every drop of his offering to the gods of sexual passion, and as he slowly returned to full consciousness from the heavenly bliss of his climax, she held him firmly in her embrace otherwise he would have fallen exhausted to the ground as the strength ebbed from his muscles. The old woman gently lowered the youth onto the bed, where he lay, eyes closed, lost in a reverie of remembrance of blissful ...
    pleasure. Dimly, as from a great distance, he heard the rustling of clothes being removed, and then felt lips tracing their way up his body in a cascade of tiny kisses. Opening his eyes, he saw the face of a beautiful young woman regarding him tenderly, and looking down he saw that she was naked, her perfect breasts hanging low above his chest. To his utter bewilderment he was no longer lying on a pile of rags in a rude hut, but on cool silken sheets in a beautiful room, bathed in light filtering through gauzy white curtains. Outside he could hear the liquid music of water from many fountains, and the sound of birds singing. He thought at first that he must be dreaming, but the clarity of the vision convinced him that he must be the victim of some mysterious enchantment. Alarmed, he opened his mouth and was about to exclaim in surprise, when she laid a delicate finger on his lips, and lowering her face to his, started to kiss him passionately. Still barely understanding what was happening to him, he abandoned himself to the delicious sensation of her lips on his, and the luxury of her soft breasts pressing against his body. The nymph stood up and straddling his body, lowered herself over his face, until the open and swollen lips of her yoni were pressed gently against his mouth. The scent of the juices oozing from her slick heat was intoxicating, and he put out his tongue to sample more of the delicious nectar straight from its source. He licked along the length of her valley of ...
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