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Preliminary Christmas CapersI picked up the ringing phone to hear a husky, sensuous, breathy female voice say, “This is a voice from your past,” the tone hinting at many past and future delights.”Ah, yes,” I replied, “But which one, is the question.”She giggled coyly. “Well, I suppose I shouldn’t be offended because it is about ten years since I was in there. Hi, it’s me, Livia.”My mind raced back the decade in nanoseconds. Livia had been a randy, lascivious student who had an enormous appetite for any sort of sensual pleasure. For various, now irrelevant reasons, I had been unable to enjoy her as fully as I desired. She had vanished overseas for about eight years, doing the big European trip thing before returning to live in the Southern Highlands, about 700 km away, sadly a little too far to go for a quickie.”Well, this is a pleasant surprise,” I answered, “What are you up to now?”And so began the long version of catching up. About forty five minutes later, she said, “I’m coming up to your town for a business meeting in about a fortnight.”It seemed only natural to reply, “Well, excellent! Why don’t you stay with me?”So the tryst was arranged complete with a thrill of lecherous anticipation.During the intervening days I reminisced about our previous meetings. The night we had the porno movie party and Livia, a little under the weather from Tequila, decided that she could perform better than the video stars. Encouraged by the assembled males, she did a long, slow strip to nudity before giving one lucky guy a fanny facial. Another happy fellow wanted a dancing grope, only to find that she had other ideas. As he tried to fondle her big, bouncing boobs, she slipped his pants down around his ankles and proceeded to eat and swallow his ever hardening cock, much to the delight of the audience. The subsequent spunk shower caused a huge cheer, and a furious jostle between the men to accept her offer of a good fucking time in the bedroom. The other girls (including mine) were a little put out by her promiscuous behavior, especially when their boyfriends were keen to participate.Another interesting time was the evening BBQ. Livia always let her feminine charms do the talking, so when a new guy turned up at the BBQ, she immediately showed a friendly interest, vanishing into the space behind the long d****s that covered the old fashioned bay window. Here, balanced on the wide window ledge, her back against a window jamb, she was sprung with her panties hanging off one ankle, legs back, spread wide, knees near her boobs which were spilling out of her half off bra while the new guy rammed her wet, slippery pussy with a long, thick cock. Nobody would have noticed that she was enjoying herself except that she was squealing so loudly in time with each stroke of his rock hard rod ramming deep into her welcoming womb. A truly carnal cacophony.Perhaps the most pleasurable memory was the sudden Sunday screw. Livia was sharing a house with close friends, and I wandered into the house looking for anybody who was home. As I crossed the hall to the kitchen and passed Livia’s open bedroom door, I glanced in and saw her spread eagled on her bed, a pillow under her head, one hand stroking a boob and nipple, while the other slid a long dildo gently up and down her wet, salacious labia lips. Her breathing was in time with her hand motion until she slipped the tip into her slippery pussy with a little sigh. Then she began a deeper thrusting, slowly in, out, in, out, enjoying the solid plastic dong pressing against her pleasure points. Her breathing gradually became more vocal, each outward breathe a little louder than the last until with a strangled groan she came, the dong working deep into her love tunnel and pushing against her cervix. She moved it around to keep the pleasure flowing, bringing herself further gratification with each little movement, then, another groan of orgasm and an ecstatic smile spread across her face.She looked up and caught me perving on her, my hardening cock unashamedly pushing noticeably against my tight shorts. fatih escort She smiled, “Well, did you enjoy that?” she asked quizzically.”Not as much as you, obviously,” I replied, smiling as she lay there, relaxed in her nudity, unconcerned that a randy male was watching her seek her own pleasure. “But is the toy as good as the real thing?” I asked nonchalantly.”I’m not sure, really,” she answered, “What about you bring your man meat over here and we do a comparative test.” As she said this she moved her hips, sluttishly rolling half onto her side so that one full breast flopped down sensuously displaying the tasty, part erect nipple and shamelessly showing off her moist minge.Well, there was nothing else to do with such a generous offer but quickly remove my clothes and jump on the bed with her. She snuggled into my shoulder, her hand stroking down my side to gently squeeze my rigid rod and slide her part clenched hand on the taunt skin. A hasty kiss, a push over onto her back, lips onto a nipple, sucking, as my hand slid roughly down her stomach to force her knees apart. There was little resistance as I rolled on top of her, the knob of my beef baton nestling in the wet opening, rubbing around the lips and increasing her desire. She was quick to take advantage of this position, putting her hands on my buttocks and pulling my hips down onto her, my boner sliding in all the way to the base. She whimpered in pleasure and I started to pump, slowly at first, increasing the weight of my thrust, then the speed, until she was gasping in time with my pumping. Her orgasm was strong and urgent, hips bucking, her muscles squeezing hard on my joystick as I continued to circle around inside during her ecstasy.A noise in the living room outside the door announced the return of her housemates. However, she was not concerned as my cock thrust into her again, bringing her quickly back to a panting, squealing, hip rolling participation in pleasure. The outside noise muffled as the door was closed by a female hand, and we smirked at each other between thrusts. But not enough to stop the developing crescendo of gratification which culminated in her hip rocking, squealing spasm of sexcitement and my groaning, coincident cascade of cock creme into her pulsating pussy.The fortnight passed quickly and the much anticipated evening arrived. I opened the door and there she was in all her glory. Tall, Rubenesque, her voluptuous bosoms pressing hard through a light bra and knitted top, her nipples standing out like bold buttons. Her wide, amply covered hips rolled with her skirt as she came through the door and kissed me fully on the mouth, a deep, full kiss hinting at later delights. I returned the favor, letting my tongue slide between her lips, and along her teeth. We broke free and fulfilled the social niceties. Hello, how are you, you look well, what are you doing now, what was it like traveling in . . . .Dinner was a relaxed affair, eaten between descriptions of people, places, experiences and ideas, with the conversation suitably lubricated by generous glasses of a mellow, full-bodied Tarapaca 98 Cabernet Sauvignon.We retired to the sofa, and settled down to let the television numb our active minds. My arm went up over her shoulder and she snuggled down against my chest, one hand resting lightly on my chest. The kiss seemed a natural progression, long, wet, warm, becoming an overwhelming osculation as tongues brushed each other, sensuously inviting further pleasures. My hand slid around her full breast, gently squeezing the massive mammary contained by her bra. She moved on the sofa, turning slightly, putting her elbow on the armrest, half propped up, with one arm over my shoulder and the other gently stroking my chest, fingers pushing between the shirt buttons to feel my naked skin beneath. I slid off the sofa and crouched beside her, one hand squeezing a nipple, the other slipping up under her top to release her bra and let her magnificent mammeries swing free beneath her increasingly arnavutköy escort irrelevant clothes. My hand squeezed her soft, awesome udders, feeling the flesh yield to my amorous antics before stroking up her thighs, slowly moving towards her quim, fondling her mons through satin panties, a finger probing for her clit. She moved again, lifting a knee to give me easy access to her passion pit and lay back on the armrest to enjoy the caressing touch on her sensitive spot. A sigh, and I felt a small wet patch on her panties as my finger grazed between her engorging labia lips.”Hang on a minute, this is too uncomfortable. I know a much more pleasant place for this sort of thing,” I said.”Oh, do you just,” she said lustily, swinging her feet onto the floor and standing up, her clothing disheveled and askew. A quick kiss and we walked through to the dim bedroom.I spun her around and pulled her towards me, planting a full kiss on her mouth, my tongue flicking into her mouth, under her tongue, stirring buried passions. While one hand unzipped her skirt and pushed it down over her ample hips to drop on the floor around her ankles, the other slid up beneath her top, pushing both the garment and unhooked bra up over her head. She stopped kissing long enough to struggle easily out of the clothing, and she stood there, her massive mammeries swinging unhindered in all their glory, rolls of soft flesh hanging sensuously down from her waist, and only a pair of satin panties stained with muff sauce between me and erotic ecstasy. I quickly stripped out of all my clothes, leaving them in an untidy heap as I stepped towards her, one hand on a tremendous tit, the other stroking over her panties, then under the waistband and down into her bush. An easy flick of the wrist, a little help from the other hand, and she was naked in all her glory. I was as randy as a march hare on heat.She reached out and took hold of my cock with four open fingers, pulling me towards her, as she gently wanked my stiffening shaft. It only took alight push for her to fall onto her back on the bed, legs spread wide as she landed. I moved onto the bed beside her, sliding one arm under her neck while the other sensitively explored the softness of her skin in all those places liked by ladies. Over one enormous bosom, across the deep cleavage to the other colossal bosom, down over her stomach, the fleshy rolls stretching flat as my hand passed over them. Down through her dark thatch, down between her thighs, a light brushing of her engorging labia, fingers dragged lightly though her wet slit and back up to her big, bouncing bosoms. I kept stroking for several dissolute minutes as she lay there enjoying my sensual touch.She reached up and steadied my head with one hand as a long, full kiss, a torrid tongue flicking into my mouth, speaking volumes without words. Her other hand stroked and played with my hardening shaft. I responded with my tongue, jousting in her mouth before breaking away and nibbling down her neck. She sighed and turned her head away, increasing the luxury of my wet mouth squeezing pleasure points below the surface. Down again, down onto her hardening nipple, sucking, tongue flicking, pulling, nipping as she caught her breath and arched her back to increase the intensity of feeling. She moaned sensuously. “Oh, I love that,” she said as she pushed her breast upwards for pleasuring, almost smothering me as the soft tissue surged around my face. A quick nipple pull with my teeth as I came up for air, then down again, repeatedly pushing the nipple back into the breast with my tongue until she squealed in delight.”Oh, stop that, ” she cried in mock anger, “You know that my nipples are linked to my clit and when you flick my nipples like that, it makes me want to cum.”I didn’t reply, but returned to the nipple flicking, in, out, in, out, until with a squeal of rapture, she pushed me away towards her clit. I licked down her belly, making lapping movements, ever downwards to her love button. bağcılar escort She sighed as my lips went over and around this sensitive pleasure point, licking and sucking together, she moaned and relaxed, letting the delicious feelings thrill her mind to ecstasy. A nibble, a suck, a lick, a nibble, a nip and pull and each outward breath was a moan of delight as her back arched and she rolled her hips in rapture. Her first orgasm was loud, deep and satisfying. But she wanted more, and the second cumming was a bucking, moaning, panting, swearing, screaming event that lasted many seconds.”No more of that, just fuck me,” she panted, her demand softened by the previous multiple orgasms. She spread her knees wide and I rolled between them, letting my bulbous knob play briefly around the rim before impaling her with my rigid rod. She sighed sharply and “oohhh” as I pumped, trying to keep a regular rhythm as she gripped my sides with her knees. “Harder, harder, I want it harder,” she cried, and I obliged by pulling out to the tip and ramming in as deep as possible. “Aarrggghhhh,” she moaned, and her hips slowly began to roll in time with my ramming. I could feel the sexual tension building within her, each lusty lunge into her love hole causing a quiver or cry of pleasure. Again she came, moaning, crying, rolling her hips, enjoying all the pleasures of being a woman as my jet of juice squirted into her. My softening sex sword allowed girlie goo to dribble down her inner thighs. She pushed me away. “Enough, I’ve had enough for now. Let me rest a little while,” she said weakly.I rolled off to the side and cuddled her as she snuggled into my shoulder, slowly regaining her normal breathing, and drifting in that delicious state between sleep and awake. I let her rest for some time, just lying there thinking about how I could thrill her more.Finally, I said, “I think I’ll have some dessert. Move over to the edge of the bed.”She heaved her buttocks over to the edge and spread her knees wide apart, giving me unfettered access to her dripping, hot hole. I slipped off the bed and buried my face between her spunk slathered thighs, stroking her buzz button with the very tip of my tongue. She quivered and moaned in delight as the direct feather pressure sent her back up to the pleasure heights, squealing, panting, screaming with each delicate flutter. My mouth engulfed her entire clit and sucked firmly, pulling out from her body, stretching her pleasure point out as far as it would go. She went ballistic, squealing, screaming, moaning in ecstasy as my teeth tenderly tweaked her to a bucking, out of control, orgasmic rush.Keeping her on the pleasure plateau was delightfully easy, just a tongue tip, a nip or a slurp on her clit and she reacted violently, uncontrollably cumming again and again and again, not wanting the ecstasy to stop. As her clit was thrilled beyond description, my nostrils filled with the fucking fragrance of a woman on heat, her estrual musk stirring me to even greater efforts. Her engorged, wet labia lips rubbed against my chin, supplementing her pleasure until my tongue flicked into her sloppy pussy, tasting the cum cocktail of goo and gism. Somehow my tongue licked out her minge and rolled over her labia, followed by a wet, soft mouth that squeezed her fuck flaps, pulled them gingerly out from her body, for that exquisite thrill which was accompanied by sobs interspersed with deep moans of pleasure.As I ate her, it seemed that a wet finger in her pulsating pussy might thrill her a little more. Oh, what a reaction, it thrilled her enormously, each expired breath a moan or groan expressing erotic ecstasy, her hands pushing my face down onto her for more gratification. Meanwhile, my fickle finger was stroking around the inside of her love lips, making a giant circle inside the rim, and causing even more magical moaning. Now her reaction was totally uncontrolled. Every movement inside or on her crotch created a continuous chain of cum spewing, hip bucking, mind blowing orgasms. She was totally out of control and completely overwhelmed by pleasure, dominated beyond her previous experience, only wanting more carnal gratification.Finally enough, her burly buttocks jolted upwards, she screamed, came a torrent and passed out, totally exhausted by erotic ecstasy. She was some wild woman.I acknowledge the contribution of Rich S to this story.
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