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He walked into the room with a blond halo for hair and eyes as blue as the ocean. He was tall and well built, she was medium size with an angelic face. We had never seen each other but when he and I looked at each other I know that there was an excitement that was palpable. The initial introductions were performed, his lady and my man had had many conversations, but we were completely new to each other.
I saw that he was nervous. Was it because he was not interested in the meeting or was not sure he wanted to be here at all? There is no turning back when you travel a distance to spend an evening together.

The conversation was light and cordial with simple references to sexual experience and each person’s past adventures. She spoke with love in her eyes when she looked at her man. He looked proud of his woman, proud of their openness and their relationship.

From years of being on the prowl, I didn’t believe anyone until I had first hand experience with their body. A person’s interpretation of what is, good/bad, nasty/nice, true/false wasn’t always mine. I guess I am jaded, or entirely too experienced.

The conversation turned to having some of our own sexual experiences for the evening and I asked if I could start by some girl-on-girl play. It lasted only a few minutes because the men wanted to touch each woman that they had never touched before. Her skin was like velvet and smelled of spring flowers. My kisses were chaste and my hands were soft on her body. She was willing to let me be the aggressor, but then the men wanted/needed to become involved. I let her go and turned to him.

I looked down at his rock hard cock and saw a small amount of pre-cum glistening off the tip. I was curious about his mouth and how he would taste, about his skin and how it would feel when I touched him, about his cock and how deep inside me he would fit.

We touched each other with our mouths, arms, my bare breasts, his powerful chest, our sex and we both breathed a sigh of relief. We were finally in each other’s arms. At the very first, since we didn’t know one another, it was a little awkward. There were two naked couples exploring each of their new partners on the same bed. There was no consideration of the other couple because each of us was busy taking in what our new sexual delight had to offer.

I must have an orgasm rrriiigghhtt now. I leak my juice on to his cock and he has a moment of surprise. He knew I was a squirter, but to actually feel the hot cum leak down on to his cock shocked him.

Then we found our own bed. I laid him on his back and put his cock into my mouth and took the entire length of him into my mouth and throat. I heard a muffled moan from him, knowing that he was enjoying my velvet hot tongue stroking his cock tip and sucking his pre-cum. But he could not stand it, he needed to be inside of me.

I am so unbelievably attracted to this man. Is it from my past, does he remind me of another lover? No, this testosterone filled man is a gentleman and a man-slut, like men loving the Madonna and the whore. He is all of it rolled up into one and he wants me right at this moment.

I crawled up on top of him and eased my hot wet pussy on to his hard cock. He took a hold of my hips and pumped himself deep into my open slit and our eyes locked. It was at that moment that I knew that I was way over-my-head in lust with this man.

There was a thin gauzy film of sexual energy between us that transcended time and space. I have known this energy before. I had the pleasure of reacquainting myself to it again when I looked into his eyes. This energy has taken us beyond the mere sexual act to collapsing our souls into each other. I can feel him and know him with intensity.

I moved my body to his rhythm and I looked at his face and kissed his lips with such passion. The warmth started to build up and I experienced an earth-shattering orgasm where my wave of ejaculate squirted down his balls and his ass. He was just as excited but wanted to savor the experience. I started to recover from my shutter and worked his cock in my hot juices. There was a moment of a far-away look in his eyes and then he erupted inside of me with spasmodic jerking. As he came in me, I came on him and we mingled our juices.

Is it possible to experience mind-blowing sex with a total stranger? Is it possible to lose yourself in someone else’s body to such a degree that you feel like you are losing a part of yourself when you separate?

We lay together, hot sweaty, breathing hard, our senses coming back to this time and place. I heard a woman moan with such guttural delight that I knew that his woman was being pleasured by my man. I was very pleased that the degree of pleasure was universal, not just experienced by us. We rested for a few minutes and I got up and got a warm washcloth and washed my juice off his cock. Lovingly and gently I cleaned him and started kissing his tip and licking and sucking the underside of his shaft and off we went on another round of extraordinary sexual sensation.

I can’t get enough of his body, I can’t get enough of this man. I wonder if it is possible for me to crawl under his skin and we could live within each other. Deep/steady/shudder/breath/deep again/shudder again/so wet…

I had gone into the kitchen and gotten several pieces of watermelon. I put one into his mouth and started eating from the same piece, biting off pieces that were first in my mouth and then slid them into his mouth. We licked each other’s lips, exchanged the fruit between our hot mouths. The juice dripped down our chins and we laughed at how erotic it felt. Then we kissed with such passion and lust.

Don’t let this end, please don’t let this night end…

We realized that there weren’t any sounds coming from the other bedroom and we should get up. Neither of us wanted to move, but neither of us wanted to offend the other’s partner by being greedy with our new sexual distraction. We really needed to keep touching, kissing, licking, fucking, needed to be together.

One of the important moments in sexual play is to know when it is over and time to walk away. I cannot tell you how many times my lover has shot his wad into me and pulls out and either falls asleep or gets up. It is important to know when it is over and not take it personally. He doesn’t.

We got up and went into the kitchen. She was sitting there with little clothes on. I reached down and caressed her and kissed her. It was my way to thank her for her generosity in sharing her man with me. She received my embrace with welcoming arms and a loving smile. She acknowledged the exchange. We all nibbled on fruit and cheese, we talked and laughed with the ease of 4 people who had been fully sexually satisfied.

The sense of separation is making me long for his touch. I am fully aware of where in the room he is, what his face looks like, how much he excites me.

We stood up and touched and started all over again where we left off when we were in bedroom. Except it was time for them to drive back home. We clung to each other and he stroked my breasts and pussy as I fondled his semi-soft cock. It became fully erect in just one moment. I was ready to stand before him and bend over, but I realized that they were waiting for us to be finished. We were blinded to all else, but to the sensation of our lust.

We walked them to their car, I let go of the man. It was not necessary for him to feel the same as I felt. I did not expect for him to think of me beyond that night. I have discovered that sex partners come and go and you are lucky if they remember you or the lust you experienced. The true gift is that you can give of yourself completely and you do not have any control of their reaction. He will just receive all of my lust without any attachment. That is my gift to this man. When he accepts my gift then the exchange is complete.

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