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A Dark Night
I was living in Switzerland for a few years and made friends with a woman whose husband was away quite a bit. Soon we became more than friends. I had been at Sarah's house many times for dinner parties, but when Sarah and I first became intimate, we could not keep our hands off of each other for more than an hour at a time. At one dinner with our families, I offered to help her get the beer in the basement. Sarah was dressed in a dark cocktail dress. We spent about five minutes all over each other downstairs, and touched and sucked her as she did me, down in the narrow cement hallway leading to the garage.
So many weeks later, when I came to take her, I knew the secret passageway into her house and she had left the door open from the basement to the first floor...for me to find her.
I made my way up the darkened stairs. Opened the bedroom door and looked over at Sarah, asleep in the darkened room. I could smell her perfume, "Ivoire" heavy in the air. It was intoxicating as always, a scent that reminded me so much of her but was so unique on her that no one could arouse me as much with it as she always did. Her face, normally pure, clean and unmade in that lovely but-oh-so-British way, was contoured and designed with a touch of makeup. She had put time and thought to this moment.
She was lying on the old wooden double bed with the high headboard, fast asleep, sprawled across with a few newspapers scattered about, dressed in her silk pyjamas my favourite. The two-piece short ensemble, decorated with large light pastel green and red squares, shorts and a short top, with a single button holding the top closed.
I reached out to stroke her hair and unbutton her top and she moaned " ohh, you are here..."
I slowly and quietly took off my blazer, then my twill pants. Soon I was naked.
She was still half asleep. I cupped her head in my right hand and kissed her softly and warmly, reaching my tongue into her mouth. Then I cupped her breasts in my right hand and softly played with her nipples in my fingers, then placed my lips on to her right nipple and sucked softly.
She came alive.
Reaching down slowly, she stroked the inside of my thighs, then moved to feel me becoming hard and softly said, "I am so happy you're here."
I whispered in her ear, I love you. and then playfully pBobed her ear with my tongue.
Then I said, "Do you want me?"
Mmmmm...yes, but...not yet.
I became harder as she reached out and grabbed my scrotum and then my penis, using both her hands to get me enormous.
"Do you want me to take you in my mouth?" she said. Sarah had only recently been introduced to the delights of fellatio and had become quite adept at it. I kept telling her that she should try it with Rob, but she never seemed all that interested. Only with me.
I reached around to her and slipped off her soft silk pants and slid them down her legs as I moved closer to her. I placed my hand inside her thigh and stroked it as she took me deeper in her mouth. Then I moved my face to her thighs and placed my tongue inside her. I found her already soaking wet. It was a taste I had known so many times before, an elixir of wine and bread, a slight salty taste, but warm and scented with roses. I sought her deeper and deeper, and then rested my tongue on her clitoris, moving it back and forth like a small seedling gr*pe poised on a velvet cushion.
Her clitoris was hard below and yet had a soft touch, and as I could hear her moaning while she took me more. I pushed her panties down her legs so that she was completely naked. Her red hair was wet with the juice of my tongue and her cum...and she began to moan ever softly, as her clit became harder and harder.
As the moments passed, I became more and more focused on the moment, of the taste and the sensation. Gradually I could feel her muscles tightening, and I could tell that she was about to come. I could feel a rumble from within her, and a movement throughout her entire body, accompanied by small gasps.
Then it happened. The rolling, moaning, wild and wet sensation that I knew so well and which always astounded me. She rocked and called out softly, moving backwards and forwards, as her vagina emitted stream after stream of juice.
Then I took my tongue out slowly and darted around the edges as she jerked and erupted so close to my lips. She too, withdrew her mouth from my hardened member to speak.
mmmmm....come to me, darling, that beautiful English accent purred to me.
I turned around to face her, and could see how she lay there, so comfortable and confident. I moved to her face and she brought me to her. I reached out to kiss her and let her take her juice in her mouth. Her tongue lashed away at the inside of my mouth reaching for every drop of the warm wine she had given me, and licking my mouth where so much had remained.
It was clear that she was ready, and like so many times before we went through the ritual asking and requesting, answering and responding.
Do you want me now? I asked in anticipation.
Yes, I want you inside me, she answered, breathlessly.
Do you want me deep inside you?
Yes, I want you deep...deep...inside me. she stammered.
I began to enter her, Her legs widened so that they were almost perpendicular to her body. The wetness allowed me to slide in easily. My hardness broke past any slight resistance. I was so hard, that I always felt like such a man with Sarah. From the beginning I was always able to get an erection so big that I amazed myself. At least 8 inches, dark and thick.
How deep? I asked as I pushed gently in.
Now she was so confident and assured and smiling as she looked up at me.
Very, very deep.
Yes, my love.
Then slowly we began to move back and forth, as she rocked me between her legs. The prefect rhythm of two people so much in love and so tied in their passion for one another. We kissed and laughed as the joy of being naked and loving struck us. The moments went on and on as we moved back and forth, sometimes moving sideways, at others lying silently and kissing each other so softly. Then I pushed my hands away in push-up form and took my weight off of her, all except for my hardness inside her, pushing hard inside her and against her.
Finally I could see the light reflecting in her eyes as they began to tear a bit and I could feel her vagina begin to tighten. I began to speed up a little, ever so subtly. My kisses became deeper and as the light glow began to appear on her forehead, I could feel the sensation welling up inside of me. Rolling though me from the very bottom of my feet like an express train, it ran through my legs and moved through my thighs, leaving one car to race ahead to my brain, another to my scrotum.
I gasped and whispered in her ear, I love you, I love you, I love you over and over and she whispered it back. Together we were dancing the best tango, the best waltz, this was the perfect moment when our bodies were really one.
Then I could feel her vagina gripping me as she began to come. Her eyes widening and her mouth opening, gasping for breath. Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh....
Then I could not hold any longer. My head and body exploded completely, my muscles became strong and my body was a force of armour. Over and over I pumped into her, over and over she received it and moaned in delight. She was gleaming now, and so was I. I was in pure ecstasy, and so was she.
She drained me of all I had to give, and kissed me and told me how she loved me and how she had waited for me. A few moments passed in a pure veil of silence.
I wanted you so much. Thank you for coming. and then we laughed at the silliness of the joke, both us still wrapped around each other.
For another five, ten minutes we slowly made love in the wetness and the warmth. I carefully rolled out of her, gently and slowly retreating. She sighed a small sigh when I exited. And then we lay in each others arms for half an hour and whispered to each other, as lovers do.
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