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THE ADVENTURES OF LITTLE DICK - THE GRAND CANYON

Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: True Story, Author: cyrano, Rating: 86.2, Source: sexstories.com

that red dress, how it moved with your body, I sketched and resketched over and over in my mind how I thought you looked. It was never enough. It just led to more fustration. I don't have to imagine anymore. I've taken you all in. You'll be with me now until I die. Thank you. If you want to leave now, you can go. You don't have to do anything more." She was staring at the carpet but slowly shaking her head. That a girl. I led her over to the bed and pulled back the comforter, blanket and sheet. "Lie face down." she timidly complied. "We're a long way from sex, Lisa," I whispered in her ear as I undressed. "First a massage. My hands are going to roam your body until I'm confident I'll remember your feel long after you're gone." As I climbed over to straddle her I made sure she felt my erection. "You feel that? I feel like a nine year gawking at panty ads only to have you magically come alive in my hands." I could feel Lisa starting to relax as I stroked her verbally and kneaded her with my hands. She was allowing me to get into her head, which is were I wanted to be. "Roll over."She slowly rolled over but was attempting to cover herself. "Remove your arms!" I commanded in a stern voice. She covered her face with an arm and looked away. Her breasts flopped to her sides. I cupped them in my hands. "I'm finally holding them in my hands," I said in a soft voice. "And I'm going to do more than that. I'm going plant my face in your cleavage and feel you heartbeat on my skin; I'm ... going roll your nipples on my tongue and feel them stiffen.. Today every thing I fantasized about is going to come true." I removed her arm from her face and resumed massaging her. I started at her shoulders and worked my way down to her feet. As my hands worked, I detailed the plans I had for every inch of her body. I was already fucking her into next week and I hadn't even entered her. And that was my plan from the start. The sex part is fun and pleasurable in and of itself, but it's as ephemeral as cotton candy. For it to last, have its own weight and substance, a woman needs the words, something she can parse, take apart and put back together. I wanted her to hear my voice in her head all week, relive what she felt while she's hearing it, fucking me over and over again for seconds, minutes at a time. I wanted the flashbacks to startle her, come out of nowhere at the most inappropiate times: on the job, driving home, over the stove. In short: I wanted to shake up her boring fucking life. After I finished massaging her feet, I straddled her legs and slowly moved up her body making sure she felt my erection from her legs right up to her stomach. Her arm was back over her face again. I removed it. "Look at me," she turned her head and slowly parted her lids. "I sorry if I'm being a little too intense for you, but I'm not taking this for granted. I may never be in bed with you again. This experience has to last. "I started lightly brushing my lip against hers. The fire had ...