1. Perfect Timing


    Date: 12/30/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: marlowe, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    pushing against the back of her throat. Words of endearment fading into whispers, compliments chasing curses, moans merging with groans, pants guiding wheezes and grunts of approval, calf muscles tightening, his testicles stirring inside the scrotum, seminal fluids beginning a journey of irrevocable conviction, a breathless whisper of encouragement forcing its way between clenched teeth, a fading announcement letting her know he was about to ejaculate. But the perceptive smile tugging at her lips and a talented hand working the formidable limb with increasing speed and a mouth full of flesh, were all synonymous with a cock-sucking temptress that knew what was about to happen and was willingly prepared for the offering. A glance at the golfing cabinet behind the bar momentarily interrupted his concentration. Charles Henderson and some of his golfing friends were holding a silver trophy above their heads. Another man held a bottle of champagne between his thighs like a huge phallic object, a white stream of liquid gushing like an erupting geyser from the end of the bottle. His testicles erupted with an unforgiving force, a substantial amount of emotional liquid shooting along the shaft with a hot and wonderful sensation, bursting with reckless abandon inside her mouth, spraying the back of her throat, showering her tonsils, her teeth and her tongue with continuous bursts of his sticky mess. She sucked. She swallowed. She sucked again, but the copious streams of sticky ...
    substance filling her mouth was too much, bringing gags, coughs and choking splutters, forcing her to pull away to take in air, letting the gruesome limb slip from her mouth, a final surge of white lava spilling over her tits, decorating her hair and showering her face with the syrup of sex. Long threads of sperm and trailing strings of saliva glistened on her chin, a hungry mouth feasting on the swollen head, dipping her tongue into the menacing eye, tasting the last remains of his passion, until his cock slowly softened and slipped from her grasp. After a quick visit to the bathroom to repair her mascara and lipstick and remove all signs of mischief they sat on stools at the bar, smoking cigarettes, casually sipping their drinks, occasionally forcing smiles, knowing they had been outrageously daring and very fortunate considering the circumstances. But the timing couldn’t have been better. The front door suddenly burst open, Charles and George, staggering unsteadily on their feet, arms wrapped around each other for support, laughing hysterically like a couple of naughty schoolboys before tripping and crashing to the floor in a tangled heap. “And what have you two been up to while we’ve been away?” Charles asked, in a girlish like giggle, as he attempted to stand up for the second time. Lifting her drink until it almost touched her lips, Beverley lied into the glass. “Mark has been the perfect gentleman.” she answered, sipping her drink. “We’ve been drinking at the bar and I’ve ...
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