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Wind of Change (Circa 1975)

Date: 2/19/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: marlowe, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

ballerina legs hanging over the side of the pool, her feet dangling carelessly in the water, his eyes following the path of tiny rivulets of water falling over her breasts and meandering down the smooth contours of her stomach, eventually settling in the wet cluster of pubic hair between her thighs. The wine drained, the empty glass abandoned on the side of the pool, the impious smile making another appearance, her tongue playing across wet lips with flirtatious suggestion, her eyes twinkling with mischievous intent, her smile widening, her legs following suit. The pink lips of an aching vulva peeked out through a thick bush of pubic hair, smiling with alluring invitation, flashing her eyes with flirtatious intent, sweeping her hands over her shapely waist, coming to a rest on her slender thighs, pausing briefly and smiling into his eyes to see his reaction before brushing her fingers through the forest of pubic hair, opening her legs and shamelessly parting the flaps and folds, revealing all her inner secrets. “Is this what you want?” she teased, opening her body and sliding two fingers inside, letting her head fall back in a chorus of pleasurable moans. A throbbing limb pressing impatiently against the side of the pool, his balls about to explode at any second, an enthusiastic tongue embarking on an oral mission of intimate courtship, following the familiar path of expectation, mapping a sensuous route over her soft thighs, wiggling and swirling his tongue in a creative ... dance of coital persuasion, up one thigh and down the other, letting her feel the fine bristles on his chin brushing against her sensitive skin, breathing in the aroma of arousal, drinking in the smell of chlorine, blowing hot air over her vulva, her most guarded treasure opening like a flower in bloom, a discernible clitoris the size of a fingertip emerging from its protective hood. “Oh yes, Oh yes,” she cried, her voice dripping with desire, the pulsing invitation between her legs and the smell of sex increasing stimulus, his eager fingers pulling the swollen lips apart, two fingers sliding seamlessly inside her inner heat, followed by a third and then a forth, fisting and sliding, pushing in and pulling out, groaning out her pleasure through gritted teeth, thrusting and jerking, thrashing her body from side to side and tightening her legs, moans and groans growing into an onslaught of verbal persuasion, an urgent and euphoric cry signalling an impending climax. “Fuck me. Please fuck me?” A responsive gesture of urgency, a coital statement of intimate engagement, reaching up and lifting her back into the water, holding her thighs and lifting her legs, wrapping them around his waist and digging her heels into his buttocks, draping her arms around his neck and gripping his back, breathing in short gasps as he eased inside her body, a soft whimpering cry hissing between tight lips, the gruesome length stretching and filling her tight opening, exposing her body to an unfamiliar ...