1. The Club - My Personal Orgy


    Date: 10/18/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Author: kezza6969, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    fanny and thighs. Nervous but erotic excitement ran through my body. My nipples thickened under the fingertips. My belly quivered. My pussy sopped with moisture. Given my earlier preparation, and the circumstance in which I’d placed myself, I could feel my fanny had flared open, the flaps full and flowered, my clitoris hard and engorged. The caressing hands that slid along my slit, and they each took turns in touching me there, seared and jangled my nerve endings. I was hot, hot for them. I wanted more, much more. The men continued to touch me but they now began to kiss and tongue my body. Their lips covered the mounds of my breasts; their tongues swirled over my nipples and trailed down my belly. One man moved to the foot of the bench. His mouth moved along one of my thighs. I started to individually identify each of them in my mind. Mr Goatee worked his mouth over my left side and Mr Smooth the right. Mr Tache was down between my legs. I reached out each hand and found two tools. Both were hard, very hard. My hands encircled each prick. I gently pulled them, but was probably too distracted to give them any worthwhile fun. My lack of concentration on my hands didn’t matter really. There were better things in store for their cocks, all in good time, when they finally got down to serious business. It gradually became difficult to focus on the total stimulation of the men. I found it easier to think about one mouth or one hand and let the others fade into the background. My ...
    body dictated the area of my thoughts and imagination. Mr Tache’s lips and tongue on the top of my inner thigh easily captured my attention. I knew where he was going, and wanted him to hurry up and get there. The bristles of his moustache brushed across my flaps, his tongue ploughed through my open wet slit. It felt oh so good. His first tongue touch made my juices flow. The tip of his tongue probed at my vaginal entrance before he slurped it along my slit. Ah, ah, ah, he found my clit. My body jolted at his tongue’s swirling caress. Oh yes, I thought to myself, go for it Mr Tache, take me to the stars. Just as this thought entered my mind he inexplicably pulled away. Oh no I thought, I was really enjoying that, why the hell did you stop. The men changed position. Oh well I could do nothing but go with the flow. Mr Beard was my new muff diver. He buried his face in my gash. His tongue wriggled and writhed its way inside the throat of my vagina. The soft bristles of his beard tickled my fat flaps. His mouth sucked up my juices. Just when I’d got used to his technique and the pleasure began to build in me he too pulled away from my thighs. These men were driving me crazy. By now though, I’d resigned myself to the fact that they were not in any rush. Mr Smooth ran his tongue through my sopping crevasse, sucked my bud into his mouth, held its base gently between his teeth and strummed his tongue over and around and across my hard swollen clitty. Ah, ah, this was better. Keep going ...
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