1. Fantasy and Reality


    Date: 8/2/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: mike8253, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    my playing with her restrained body, I would return again and again to play with her nipples. I kissed my way down to her bare mound. Sandra was waxed. She had been bare since I had known her; always smooth and glossy; and never any shaving stubble. With her legs stretched wide, I had full access to her weeping slit, and sucked on her labia, licked her pussy south to north, and darted my tongue deep into her love hole. Sandra liked to be eaten. And, she was certainly capable of multiple orgasms. So, licking and playing with her wet kitten until she had her first writhing orgasm was what I often did first when we had the time to fool around. This night would be no different. She would expect me to pay a lot of attention to her love hole, and to use my mouth and tongue to provide her with her first orgasm. I did pay a lot of attention to her sopping slit; her orgasm, however, would have to wait. Whether Sandra was on a bed, in a chair, on the floor or on her hands and knees, and I had access to her slit with my mouth and tongue, I had learned to recognize the signs of an approaching orgasm. Her legs would begin to shake, her breathing would get deeper and faster, her juices would flow and drip, the sounds she made became more animal-like, and she would slowly begin to arch her back and neck as the pleasure in her core began to grow and spread throughout her body. “Yes! Yes!” or “Oh Yeah!” or “Fuck yes!”, repeated again and again, was soon followed by a bucking orgasm for her, ...
    and a face full of pussy juice for me. I tongue-fucked Sandra’s hole, teasing the soaked flower, until the telltale signs of an impending orgasm appeared. Then I stopped. There was a small moan of disappointment, despite Sandra knowing in advance that this was how it was going to be. I started again, licking her pussy, and then licking down between her ass cheeks. Again I brought her almost to the point of orgasm before stopping. By the time I had brought her close and had stopped for the fourth time, the little moans of disappointment had changed to longer moans of frustration. I grabbed the hair brush with the hard bristles, and dragged the bristles over her neck and shoulders, and then down over her tits, being careful with her nipples, and then down over her stomach to the top of her pussy. I ran the bristles over the inside of her thighs, from her knees to her pussy lips, taking care not to touch her lips, and then over her ass cheeks. Sandra squirmed and expressed soft moans of pleasure as I explored her body with the brush. “Want me to run the brush over your pussy lips?” I asked. “Yes. Yes.” I didn’t. Instead, I ran the hair brush handle over her wetness, and then slowly inserted the rough plastic handle into her love hole. Sandra’s back arched and her eyes squeezed shut, and she let out a long, low moan. I don’t think having the hair brush handle in her kitten was expected. But there was little doubt that she liked it. I fucked Sandra’s slit with the hair brush handle ...
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