by Emmie Combs
After awhile like this I asked her, "Well Jennifer, are you still cold?"
She giggled and climbed back on top of me and began to rub her very wet snatch on my groin again, and I immediately began to rise to the occasion.
"Hmm," she said, "maybe you aren't so old after all.", and began to kiss my chest, moving down toward my rapidly hardening dick. She wasted no time getting it all in her mouth. She wasn't deep throating me, but by using her hand in front of her lips, stroking while she was sucking, it almost felt that way. After a minute or two of this, she stopped and said,
"Round two...", and rolled off of me on to her stomach. She writhed a little beside me with her gorgeous ass in the air, crooning,
"I want you to fuck me like this, and I want you to fuck me hard. Come on Michael, make me come again.", She kissed me and I got up on my knees behind that beautiful ass and placed the head of my cock at the entrance. I grabbed her hips with both hands and plunged forward, sinking my dick into her tight pussy, to the hilt. The screams began in earnest.
"OH YES! Fuck me, mmmm, yes fuck me, fuck, fuck... FUCK!", as I pounded her young pussy with abandon, fucking her deep and hard. The ecstasy was incredible as I could feel her insides grip my member harder as I would pull out a little and push back in. She was becoming incoherent in her verbal tirade, with an occasional "yes" or "fuck me" the only intelligible words. I was holding my own though, enjoying this young, tight, pussy sucking on my dick. As I continued to ram her very roughly, I could feel her body begin to perspire and I knew she was going to come very soon, tossing her head in wild abandon while I kept burying my cock in her tight hole. This time when she began to come she pushed against me so that I would be at the deepest and began to squeeze my cock on the inside. The grip she had was enormous. We stayed like that for a good minute before she released me and fell forward on the bed. Since I hadn't cum yet I am here on my knees while this beautiful woman is laying on her stomach panting very hard. So, I reached down and rolled her over on her back and moved between her spread legs. I began to rub my very wet dick on her soaking pussy, and she immediately began lifting her ass towards me and wrapped her legs around my waist, sliding my very hard rod back into her. I slid forward as far as I could to penetrate as deep as I could, and she held me there, looking into my eyes in wonder.
"You are not an old man at all are you?", she questioned with a panting breath.
I replied, "No, you are right, I am an old man... just not THAT old.", and I began to stroke into her sweet pussy once again. She came twice more before I finally unloaded into her for the second time.
At that point, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
I awoke first, noticing that it was noon, and wondering if it was noon Sunday, or I missed the first part of work and it was noon, Monday... I got up, went and turned on the TV to happily find out it was still Sunday. I puttered around the apartment for awhile, making coffee, and picking up the clothing that was scattered around. I must have been up for about an hour when she walked into the living room with another one of my shirts on.
She came and sat beside me on the couch, and snuggled up to me. I gave her a drink of my coffee, and we sat and watched mindless TV for a little while. She eventually told me that she needed to go, but needed a shower, but didn't want company. I was good with that, because I don't think anything would have made me horny at that point. When she came out of the bathroom, she was dressed, and absolutely beautiful.
She kissed me goodbye, and told me that she had called her sister to come pick her up. I didn't even know there were more siblings in her family. A few minutes later, I heard a car horn honking and we looked out the window together to see another dark-haired woman in a BMW. She said she had to go.
I pulled her to me, and gave her one last kiss. She told me that she would never forget me. I thought the same thing myself. As she walked out to the car and got in, she waved at me as I stood on the balcony, and the car drove off.
The End.
Ella
It's surprising that Ella was so young. I am only a few years older, but she knew everything, and I had never even touched myself. The girl had hair that you couldn't remember, but her lips were a tattoo upon yours. Her eye color didn't matter. The thing that mattered was if she was looking with them into yours. And her voice was so different, during the act. She was amazing.
I am not a lesbian. I think that it may be a path one day for me to follow, but I think it just won't happen now. Ella changed how I think about them, though.
My name is Imogen, and I am no longer a virgin (to a woman, I mean.)
It all happened with me losing my way. I had been walking from the store back home, but I just lost every sense of direction I had. Then, I saw Ella. She was walking down the dark sidewalk, closing in on me. I remember her clothes exactly, but then again, they were ripped off her only a few minutes after. We bumped shoulders and then she grabbed mine.
"Oh, I apologize," The olive skinned girl smiled wickedly, tracing every part of my face with her eyes. "You're not by chance looking for a good night?"
I swallowed back fright, but I knew that this girl couldn't hurt me. She probably just wanted drinks or something. "Yeah, that sounds fun."
She adjusted her faux-fur vest and cocked her head. "I'll show you the way...?"
"Imogen." I rushed my name, listening as she whispered hers. Ella slipped her hand in mine and drug me behind her. After only a block of walking, she took me into a small house, very neat because it lacked everything unessential. It had a bed, though, in every room. "Immy," She bit her lip with perfect pearls. "May I call you-"
"Yes." I nodded, sitting down on the edge of one bed.
Ella giggled. "I don't think I want you to pay. You're a virgin, huh? Little Mary," She remarked, watching my second, sadder, nod. "I'll show you what you've been missing." She pulled off the vest and it left a small, transparent, pink dress, down to her upper thighs. She crawled on her hands and knees next to me, and then she pulled her knee over my head. For some reason, I made no objection, and just stared up at her shaved skin. She had no underwear on. "Don't worry, I'm totally clean. I just want you to go crazy. Do whatever you want, but when I say the safety word, you stop. Nothing but the safety word, okay?"
My eyes widened. "No, I'm not a sadist or a masochist. I'm sorry-"
Ella raised an eyebrow. "This isn't s&m, babe. This is just to make me feel... better. You'll be next." She heaved a sigh and whispered, leaning down and breathing in my ear, "The safety word is Immy." She nodded and sat back up.
My heart was racing, but I wrapped my arms around her thighs and pulled her warm self onto me. I could breathe, but hardly. She smelled so good, which I didn't expect, since it's, well... her snatch.
I slowly, trembling, ran my tongue over her labia, earning a small moan. She gripped my head, ramming my mouth onto her lips. She muttered, "Oh, virgins," and with that, I began going crazy. My tongue ran over her wet pussy, and she screamed in her palm. Then, I guess unexpectedly, I flung my tongue into her hole. She yelped and I stopped. She shook her head. "I didn't say Immy. Keep going!"
It seemed like hours, just going in and out of her. She began to bounce up and down, giggling and occasionally letting cream fall onto me. Suddenly, she let everything go. Her body shook and she fell forward. All of her juices ran down my tongue and into my mouth. I decided to swallow, and it wasn't that bad. "Ooh," She sighed. "I didn't say the word, Imogen. Keep on-on-oooooon." She moaned loudly as I started to chew on one of her pussy lips. She ground herself onto my face and I licked at her throbbing mound. "Oh-oh-oh!" She screeched in ecstasy, growling, "Immy."
My tongue resided back into my mouth, which I had wiped clean with the back of my hand.
Ella climbed off of me and nodded, juice still running down her legs, onto her black, rhinestone-studded heels. "Your turn, baby," Her eyes lit up as she laid on top of me. "Have you ever had a kiss?"
I shook my head once. "I want you." I told her. I preva
iled, getting her to then press her lips to mine. We made out for only seconds before she slipped her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues tangled and fought for control, all while I stared into her endless eyes. She stopped the kiss by sliding down me, making sure to kiss my navel and laugh at my shock of pleasure. Ella rolled her eyes, snapping the button to my pants and dragging them to my ankles. "Immy, if you do not-"
"Please." I pleaded, hunger in my eyes. I wanted her to do what I did to her, and I knew she could do better. "Please," I repeated.
Ella slowly, knowing that it was torture, sunk forward and kissed me through my panties. I squirmed lightly, but she put a firm grip on my thighs with her hands. Her fingers were so long. She tapped them on my thighs for a moment before deciding some personal war. Ella took her right hand and hooked a finger in my panties and pulled them with a swift movement next to my jeans. She did something I totally didn't expect. She began fingering me!
Ella started with running a single finger down on of my lips, which wasn't a shocking feeling. It was so warm, and sweet. She ran her finger north, over a sensitive spot and I jumped. Ella stopped and raised that pretty eyebrow again. "Was that what you're looking for?"
I nodded, no way that I could lie to her. My eyes rolled back in my head as she ran her finger over the spot again and again, and then, she pushed it like a button. I took a sharp breath, ready for anything, when she pushed it again. Ella kept pushing my spot again and again until it felt like cum just shot out of me, but she didn't stop at that. In a fraction of a second, while I was preoccupied shuddering, she took her finger's place with her tongue. My thighs crashed embarrassingly against her head, and she grabbed them and spread them. Though they felt like breaking, I was too busy dying of pleasure to care.
And all of a sudden, she stopped. "No penetration? It's okay, I don't mind."
I shook my head violently, and managed a whimpering, "Oh, Ella, don't tease me!"
Ella laughed, and I could feel her breathing on my pussy when she began to pet my mound softly with her tongue. She smacked my thighs harder against the bed and finally entered me.
Her tongue was faster than a race car. She just wouldn't stop, either. I yelped and squirmed, but she just went faster, and I must have came for minutes straight when she started lapping up my cum. I sat up and thrust myself into her face. "C'mon, you can do better!" I grabbed her head and rubbed it over pussy. I could hear her groan and moan, stopping her work, letting me pleasure us both. She stood, licking the juice off her face and bit her lip. "No pay, Immy. Just promise you'll call again." She handed me a number on a piece of paper from the side table of the bed. As I was about to pull up my pants and underwear, she did the job for me, and added a lick to my 'spot' before zipping and buttoning my pants. "I'll see you later, doll."
And she did.
The End.
Online Emails Lead to Hot Sex
Recently I met a thoroughly intoxicating woman on an online dating site, and had shared some wonderfully erotic emails with her. The subject matter of these being tentative at first, but rapidly transforming into hot and steamy descriptions of what we were going to do to each other should we meet, with me trying with every ounce of some long forgotten skills to draw her deeper and deeper into a shared fantasy.
After about a week the online heat had become so intense that we arranged a day to meet. Once this date was set, I was forced to pass five agonising nights waiting for the day to come. Each night, the fantasies of what was about to occur becoming more and more vivid, making the concept of sleep harder and harder to grasp.
Wednesday, the appointed day drew bright and clear and I fairly leaped into my car for a three hour journey to have dinner, and possibly more with this mystery woman I felt I already intimately knew.
Arriving at the restaurant early, I mentally prepared myself for both the best and worst scenarios. Then, at exactly the appointed time, I caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye reaching the door and she entered, making straight for where I was standing.
My brain hastily took in every curve of her petite body, man what a body, and searched for any indication on her face that she didn't like what she saw, and was about to make a hasty retreat. All the while my heartbeat kicked into overdrive as the lust of the previous two weeks came back in a rush. She smiled and kissed me.
My God, I wanted to tell her to forget dinner and take her back to the hotel and lose myself in her there and then, but this was her party and I guess you have to give someone the opportunity to back out gracefully.
Dinner was full of conversation about family, kids and remembered snippets of the hot and steamy emails, seemingly elevating the temperature in the restaurant to uncomfortable levels.
Nearing the end of dinner I said, "Well, you haven't run screaming yet, so I guess I should take this as a good sign that the night is only just beginning?"
With a wicked smile and a voice like honey she said, "Oh yes, you are definitely going to get fucked tonight. In fact you should already be exhausted, because I have fucked you so many times already today in my mind."
We exited my car at the hotel and waited while a couple of older ladies entered the elevator ahead of us. I didn't want to be in there with them so held off. Christ, I was almost throwing myself at her before we got to the elevator doors.
Once inside the room we took off out coats and went to the sofa.
She immediately straddled me, leant over and said, "Isn't this where we started?" She was referring to the beginning of my email fantasy days earlier of her straddling me and removing her clothes.
We kissed hard and she stood and removed all her clothes except for her sexy black lingerie and then resumed her position. I kissed her lips and neck while my hands slid all over this new and beautiful body, helping her to remove my clothes.
Her breasts where small an erect, I took her nipple into my mouth and gently sucked on it while the end of my tongue circled its extremities. She gave a soft moan of pleasure. My hands and mouth were getting feverish as my senses were overloaded with her smell, her warmth and her eyes on me.
"My God you are so sexy," I managed to murmur as she gave me another wicked smile.
I stood and picked her completely up, turning around and gently lowering her on her back to the sofa. I kissed my way down her stomach, around her lower legs and inner thighs before pulling aside her panties to reveal the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen.
"I told you it was a porn-star pussy," she smiled.
I pulled her panties off and teased the end of my tongue over her pussy lips. She tasted so good. I couldn't get enough and clamped my mouth over it with the full length of my tongue pushing her pussy lips apart, while her hand pushed the top of my head harder into her.
After a few minutes we stood and moved to the bed. She peeled my boxer shorts over my erection and laid me down on my back. She took my cock in her hand and traced her tongue up the shaft. I took a sharp intake of breath as her mouth closed around the head of my cock and she started sucking up and down its length.
Looking up at me she stopped and said, "Now that was the look on your face I was looking for".
I had her straddle my face with her leaning over the headboard of the bed and started eating her pussy with all the skill I possessed. I inserted first one finger inside her, while I was concentrating the tip of my tongue all over her clit.
She start to moan and sway, I inserted two fingers inside her overheating pussy and finger fucked her faster and faster, her hips and pussy starting to quiver more and more as she reached her orgasm. Her orgasm peaked and she slumped over onto her back on the bed with me trying desperately to maintain the suction on her now over sensitive clit.
Once she had recovered I moved over her and she guided my rigid cock into her. Oh, she was so hot and wet and such a perfect fit. I pushed in slow strokes getting used to the feel of this sexy, amazing woman. She rolled me over onto my back and rode me while asking what my favourite position was.
; "You're in it," I said. "I just love the woman on top!"
She replied, "Yeah I like it too, but I am really lazy, and don't like to do all the work."
That was all the prompting I needed and I picked her clean up again and stood her up, my cock sliding out of her. Looking around I saw a large cushioned chair and carried her over and lent her forward over it.
I opened her legs and entered her from behind. This position allowing me to really start pumping in and out of that beautiful pussy, I became mesmerised by the cross tattoo at the small of her back, that and the rhythmic motion of my fucking creating a non-reality moment.
I thought, "Oh my God. Is this really happening?"
Our dual moans were becoming more urgent. I flipped us back on the bed with me on top of her. I started pushing in and out of her faster and faster, the friction of her pussy against my cock bringing me closer and closer. My balls were roiling with the need for release.
At the last moment I pulled out of her, my cum sprayed over her stomach and into her sweetly pierced belly button. I collapsed on top of her, my warm seed smearing together between us, both of us breathing hard. Once I came to my senses we kissed passionately and moved apart.
We spent the next short while in bed kissing, caressing and further exploring each other's forms as semi strangers will, with me amazed at the events that had led to me being there at that moment, in the arms of an incredibly sexy, passionate woman.
The second fuck was slow and sensual, with me alternately trapping her hands and arms above her head or madly kissing her, my fingers tangled in her long hair. We stayed like that until my body couldn't possibly respond in the required fashion and I was totally, physically spent.
