1. The Hayloft


    Date: 10/13/2014, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Dancewithme, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    off, and begin to roll one between my lips, while I roll the other between two of my fingers, gently tugging them in slightly different ways. You utter a bit roughly, "Oh yes! Take them baby! Take them!" I rotate back and forth, and you begin to shudder, as you have a small, but perceptible orgasm for me, before I even leave your breasts. "Oh, thank you darling," I say again and again. I feel so wanted now. I begin to lift your breasts to my mouth and massage them with my lips and with my hands. I feel as if my mother gave me hands just for this moment. As I do, you are at work removing your panties beneath me, and freeing my fiery erection from its constraints. You want me, and I can feel it. You know I can feel it too, as my skin is hot and feverish to what seem like your cold hands. I make sure this is what you want, by suddenly kneeling up before you, my erection glowing in the moonlight right before you, to see and relish... you know it is for you, all for you. "Oh baby! All that for me?" "Yes gorgeous, just for you. Do with it what you may." You immediately slide a hand up and pull it over to yourself. It is so hard, I almost can't believe it is just my cock and not a cucumber--it is as hard as one, if not harder. Your tongue licks it like the scoop on an ice cream cone, your hands caress it on both sides, and you hold it so reverently, your hands now shake a little with excitement. I think, 'I love that. I love that!' You stab the head with your tongue, and then lick ...
    it firmly, then softly with a flat tongue. I am so hot that just that, aches referral ache-pain-pleasure to my prostate. I almost can't stand it. Tears are running down my cheeks as I have never known this before. "Yes, darling," I say to you, as you look up to me with puppy-dog eyes, "you may have it as your own!" Giggling with bliss, you girlishly attack it, knocking me onto my back in the hay. Springing it, pulling it, sucking it, licking it; then softly passing me between your soft lips, over your satin tongue, gurgling suddenly, and I think I am losing my mind - yet you do not stop until I am firing up like a rocket! I am proud you are blissfully watching me fire, it seems, everywhere. Like lightning, you are turned round and over my tummy, licking up my mess as if it is caviar, a leg on either side of my shoulders, and your dress now over my face, not really thinking perhaps, that you are a bit too close to my mouth for your own safety. I suddenly lose all real and feigned gentlemanliness, and lift your dress to see the most beautiful ass and pussy I have ever had the joy to behold. All the photos in all the magazines in the world could do this view no justice, I think. Your sight, your scent, your wet, creamy feel to my tongue, that gets you jumping up with a sudden scream that you immediately muffle, then lowering yourself for your torture to my lips and naughty tongue, holding me in heaven. You are so creamy, you add a clicking sound to my every inguinal thrust. You ...
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