1. Dressing Up


    Date: 9/17/2017, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: SmallnSmooth, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    print bedspread with a ruffled lace trim no less! When I sat down next to him on the coverlet, he moved so close to me, our nylon stockings brushed against each other, making a swishing sound. We shared the single menu and each held a page. He pointed out the possible choices for lunch, and I couldn't help but notice the heady fragrance of his perfume, the way his hair framed his pretty face and the smoothness of his skin. I felt myself breathing too fast and tried to calm down. I pointed to an interesting menu item and began to say something, when he took my hand, demanding I hold still, and reached up to my face to pull a wisp of hair away from my eye. As I held motionless, he smoothed the errant lock back into place and then kissed my cheek! My heart skipped a beat. All at once I felt a sudden anxiety at being alone with him. I wanted to leave, but dressed in such intimate attire, how could I gracefully make an exit? He kept gazing at me with such imploring sweetness, I quietly let him stroke my arm and caress the back of my neck. I slowly relaxed. My head bent forward, and my thick dark hair fell around my shoulders. I became more and more sensitive to his touch, so very soft and teasy, as he put one hand around my waist and continued to massage me with the other. Lisbeth's attentions were melting my resolve to leave. I sighed, peered up at him through my lashes and saw him smiling at me. It came as no surprise when he laid me back against the pillows on the bed. I ...
    looked up at the canopy overhead, absently noted the floral design, and then turned my head toward him. Our lips met in a soft, affectionate kiss. It seemed so innocent --- to indulge in this warm touching of mouths. I snuggled closer in his arms, trading more and more kisses. He could tell I was becoming aroused and kissed me more firmly, more wetly. His lips were full like a woman's and his tongue so warm, slowly licking my lips, my cheeks, but always returning to my mouth, the full kiss, again and again. I was captivated and thrilled. For a moment, he took his lips off mine to kiss my throat. Partially released from the spell, I dreamily voiced my concern. "Lisbeth?... Lisbeth, I think we should stop. I haven't been with a man before, and I think ... maybe I should go." He ignored my weak protest, telling me to hush. And once again kissed me full on the mouth, coaxing my lips apart, venturing inside my mouth. My lips parted more or less willingly, and I received his probing tongue. I was nervous and trembly, my fingers shaking, as I reached down and gently caressed the slippery smooth material covering his thighs. My small show of affection clearly increased his ardor. There was no mistaking the hard-on pushing against me, and my curiosity began to overwhelm me. Lisbeth must have read my thoughts. He took my hand and quickly slipped it down, cupping it around his groin, and held it there as we kissed. I tentatively enclosed my fingers around the hard tube of his prick. I could ...
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