1. The Arrival Of Claudia


    Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: romeo64, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    her lips. She ought to be close now. A few more licks over her pulsating clit and she came. Her legs were shaking and she let out a high pithed cry. A jet of fluid entered my mouth. I took her in my arms to let her recover. After a while her mouth sought mine and she kissed me. “Thank you.” I carried her coat while we walked back to the bench. “I would like to ask you something about that picture you sent me. It seemed to me that it has been made by someone who is skilled." “That’s true. I have a girlfriend who is a photographer. From the fact that she took that picture, and more like that, you may conclude that the friendship is an intimate one. We don’t see each other very often though; her life is rather unsettled and she is abroad frequently. So I am a little bisexual, like the women in your stories. I’ll send you some more photographs that will appeal to you. And to him as well. She groped into my crotch and squeezed the begging erection that was still kept in captivity. “For a moment I was tempted just now,” she continued, “to lean against a tree and to let you take me from behind. And also to feel you squirt inside me. But I want something else now.” “Just like that? Without any precautions?” “At this moment in my cycle that wouldn’t have been a problem.” “It wouldn’t have been a problem at any moment; I had a vasectomy more than twenty years ago.” “Fantastic!” She clapped her flat hands together. “Then we can fuck without restraint whenever we want.” As far as I was ...
    concerned that was now, but she wanted something else. And you didn’t have to be Sherlock Holmes to understand what that was. We had meanwhile reached the bench. “Let us finally undo this present as well. Do sit down comfortably, naughty boy.” She unbuckled the belt, opened a button and pulled the zipper down. I lifted my butt a bit, so that she could create a larger operating field. The flute swished into freedom. “Wow! What an awesome toy! And not a single hair in sight.” She carefully caressed the shaft and weighed the scrotum in the palm of her hand. “That feels like silk, so deliciously soft. And what is that scent? “Déclaration… by Cartier, to be precise.” “Mmm, nice. In this condition it’s truly an appropriate name. A declaration of love.” She dipped her tongue into the small pool of precum and encircled the squirting hole with it. Then she sucked the fluid. A new supply was smeared all over the top of the instrument of lust that promptly disappeared into her mouth. I felt her teeth pressing into the lower edge of the glans. Then a skillfully executed game started. A combination of licking, blowing, wanking, twisting the shaft with one or both hands and playing it with the fingertips. Every now and then she checked the position of the testicles, in order to establish whether or not an orgasm was approaching, and being in the vicinity she poked in the hole behind. She was an expert. “Nice?” “Delicious... but…” “Yes, I can feel it, it’s coming… come my love… squirt that ...
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