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A Night in Nairobi

Date: 10/10/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: ahgoudie, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

forward across the wet tiles. He was relieved to find that they had left the door to the shower open. With his feet on firmer footing he carried Milly towards the bed. Standing at the foot of the it, Mex realised he had a problem. The mosquito net. If they both flopped down on the bed, which was his intention, they would pull the net down from ceiling. Still closely coupled, and already beginning to suffer from Milly’s second assault on his manhood, Mex stood and pondered for a moment. He then backed a couple of paces away from the bed and turned to face the curtains. The next stage was going to be tricky. Milly had no intention of releasing him from the combined and vice-like grip of her thighs and pelvic muscles. Her mouth remained firmly clamped to his and she remained oblivious to his movements. She was lost, Mex thought to himself, in her own little world. She was probably, he surmised, determined to make the most of what might be her one and only visit to sexual nirvana. Somehow Mex slowly dropped to his knees and lowered Milly’s bottom gently on to the carpet. He slipped out both his hands, and firmly grasped her shoulders. He pushed her away from him and their lips finally parted. Milly’s head immediately turned away. Mex thought it was probably a conditioned reflex she had acquired over the years. “Come on,” he whispered in the convenient ear just in front of him, “I want to go down on you. I want to suck you.” Mex felt her gradually relax. As there bodies parted, ... with an audible “plop” Mex could not help but notice the distinctive smell of her juices. They suddenly seemed to pervade the whole room. Something between the smell of old urine and rotten fish, he always found it strangely intoxicating. Smells like shit but tastes like honey, someone had famously written. Without hesitation, Mex lowered his head to service that hidden little button that would transport Milly back to sexual paradise. Milly now lay flat on her back on the carpet, her head turned to her left. Her fingers played with erect nipples, well oiled by the perspiration that oozed out of every pore in her body. As Mex lowered his head towards her, she opened and drew up her legs a little, as though offering her most precious possession for his worship and adoration. Again Mex carefully opened the wet lips with his fingertips, and again Milly shuddered as his rapacious tongue homed in on and then proceeded to tease its target. His own kit had now regained its composure, and Mex settled down to the task with a will. Her wet and glistening body writhed with increasing abandon beneath him, until she began to climax again. Her hands kneaded and squeezed her slippery breasts and nipples. This second orgasm, Milly let out just one short squeal of agony as she almost tore at her nipples in one final act of wantoness before falling back, limp and motionless on the damp carpet. Mex raised his head. He did, he confessed later to himself, need to come up for a breath of fresh air. ...