1. Sarah Redux - Part Four


    Date: 5/29/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: mike8253, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    exciting feeling of pleasure, submission and compliance. My cock was being lightly stroked and massaged by a talented hand I could not see. A soft female voice spoke to me out of the fog, seemingly from all directions at once. There was no visual context. Pleasure held my body and mind, causing me to settle into the rocks and accept the inevitable outcome of Sarah’s playful stroking. I did not want to move for fear that this magical moment would end. “Stand up.” Sarah whispered again, breaking the spell. As I stood, Sarah held onto my arm for fear that we would lose each other in the fog. The footing was unstable, and the rocks were slippery wet from the mist. I had no sense of direction. The sounds of the ocean encircled me. I became disoriented. I was only conscious of Sarah holding my arm and the cool, wet air on my stiff shaft as it waggled in the fog. As Sarah reached to undo my belt, I suggested we find a spot next to the wrought iron triangle which held the warning light at its peak. I needed something to lean against, or at least hold onto; I needed an anchor; a reference point. I looked up and found the blurry warning light in the fog and was able to make my way to the rusted iron stand with Sarah holding onto my arm. Still unable to see in the fog, I walked right into the structure, poking my erection against the cold steel frame. But for the thick fog, it would have been a sight to see. Here were two fog-blind people making their way slowly and cautiously along ...
    wet, slippery rock slabs. One with a large, exposed erection, bobbing back and forth and up and down; the other with a death grip on the other’s arm fearing that she may slip and fall, or worse, lose contact and get lost at the end of an ocean jetty; and both reaching for iron bars that were there, but could not be seen. Having found the rusted light stand, I rested my back against it and secured my footing. I held Sarah to me for a few seconds before she dropped to a squatting position in front of me, unbuckled my belt, and slid my pants and underwear to my ankles. Two cold, wet hands held my erection, stroking it slowly but steadily, before a warm mouth engulfed the swollen head. I ignored the chill and wetness, accepted that I could not see or watch Sarah’s expert tongue and mouth work on my cock, and closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure she was providing. Sarah, also apparently ignoring the conditions, worked her mouth and tongue over the plump head of my cock in a serious effort to make me cum. Without the sense of sight, I focused on what I was feeling, the pleasure, and enjoyed a great blow job being given by a talented and skillful lady. The sensation had started in the pit of my stomach; a spark that soon spread a hot blaze of pleasure to my thighs, up my spine, and then to every recess of my body. It came in waves, pulsating through my body, spreading the fire of lust and need. Shocks of ecstasy and delight cascaded through my being and down to my very core, making ...
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