1. Colleen by Candlelight


    Date: 2/4/2016, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: Keiran_Karr, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    over me again and again, and I know that I may die if I don’t touch her soon. There is passionate desperation in the way her fingers dart in and out of her soaking wet pussy and dance in furious circles over her swollen clit. The penultimate moment is fast approaching as I begin to tip the candle for this grand finale. She bites hard on her lower lip as I dribble hot wax droplets in a line, first on her nipples and descending down her stomach to her hands. She cries out suddenly, with a voice so impossibly full of pleasure and pain and lust. Her hips rise off the bed and her head presses backward into the pillows, as if she is possessed by passion itself in her ecstasy. Her heavy, ragged breath comes in frantic gasps as the torrents of pure, erotic pleasure ebb and flow throughout her entire body. Shuddering and trembling, she slowly descends the heights of euphoria; exhausted, this goddess returns to Earth. After a few hushed moments, punctuated only by her contented sighs and steady breathing, she opens her pretty blue eyes to meet the hazel of mine. Neither of us feels the need to speak when I gently take her hand, guiding it to my face, and slide my tongue along her fingers one by one, savoring the sweet taste of her. A soft mmm… escapes her smiling lips as her eyes drift closed once more. Her long brown hair, windswept from her exertions, nevertheless frames her lovely features. She is altogether beautiful. She seems to tense slightly, surprised when our lips meet, ...
    but returns the kiss with passion. I feel her hands on my face as her lips gently part, inviting my tongue to explore the supple wetness of hers. I am overcome with desire for this woman, encouraged by the taste of her, and the way she sucks my lower lip as I pull away. Suddenly, this needful desire we share becomes desperately urgent, as if we somehow realize this could be a dream from which one or both of us might abruptly awaken at any moment. She pulls my face toward her, kissing me deeply, wrapping her arms around me and pressing her trembling body against mine. My hands are tangled in her long hair and caressing the smooth muscles along her back and down to her shapely ass. I feel the swell of her breasts against my chest and the steel hardness of my cock pressed against her belly. She feels it, too, and responds with an urgent moan, as one who suddenly identifies the source of a mysterious and long-held craving. Dropping one hand, her nimble fingers wrap around my thick manhood, impatiently squeezing and stroking. Finally, she breaks the silence, “Baby, I need you; to feel you inside me.” “I know, sweetheart…” I whisper reassuringly, “I know exactly what you need.” She lies back as my lips find her fragile, delicate throat and I softly kiss, lick, and bite a downward path, over her collar bone, to the neglected space between her well-formed breasts. My body works in concert; as my hands eagerly travel over her body, my mouth finds her sensitive nipples. Licking here, ...