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My fixation
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My fixation He's use to my mouth; I can't keep it off of his cock. I'm orally fixated, I'll admit. But today I've got other things in mind, as we sit cuddled up together watching movies. My hands have been wanting him all day; at lunch, I fantasized about stroking him off, and that's what I want to do. We're leaning back against a big set of pillows, my body against his. He's wearing sweats because he was chilly; I'm wrapped in a light blanket, and stark naked underneath, as I usually am when we're relaxing around the house. My hand casually rests in between his legs, and I can just see the bulge of his soft cock through his light-gray sweatpants. Without saying a word, without making another move or telling him that he's going to come for me, I slide it up and place it on his cock, palm open, fingers slightly curved -- not quite gripping him. I feel his softness in my grasp and my heart immediately begins to quicken. It quickens more when I feel his softness start to go hard, slowly spreading and stretching against my hand, distending the thin material. A shiver goes through me as I feel his cock get hard. I turn my body just enough to look into his eyes, and start stroking him up and down, through the soft fabric. He gets all the way hard in another moment, his eyes locked in mine. I bite my lip flirtatiously and slide my hand into his pants. He's not wearing underwear. Feeling his naked, hard cock in my hand sends a thrill through me. I wrap my fingers around his shaft and start to stroke him up and down. Casually, like it's the most natural thing in the world, he clicks a button on the remote control, and I understand why he insisted on buying the five-disk DVD player instead of the cheaper one-disk model. He's slipped a porn movie into one of the free slots, replacing the cheesy romantic comedy we were watching with the throbbing strains of bad porn music and the faked moans of female pleasure. With my free hand I pull his sweatpants down further so I can get at his cock more completely. He glances from the TV screen to my eyes, and I get more and more turned on as I watch him getting turned on, the porn working its magic. Even though I don't like porn all that much, nothing gets me hotter than watching him watch porn. There's something so visceral, so intense about the way it turns him on, driving him to jerk off frenetically. But tonight, I'm the one who's going to jerk him off. "You like that porn, you dirty boy?" I ask him, my voice hoarse with desire for his cock. "You're so filthy to watch it with your girlfriend in the room. I bet you'd jerk off right now, if I wasn't jerking you off, wouldn't you?" His only answer his a moan as his hips rock in time with my stroking. I squeeze his cock shaft firmly and stroke up and down, bringing my other hand around to tease his glans with my thumb while I pump his shaft. I'm incredibly wet now, feeling the moisture forming on my inner thighs as I enjoy the way his cock surges with the action on the TV screen. I move my hand down and tickle his balls, then stroke back up to his head and rub the tip, moistening his cock head with his pre-come. There's quite a lot of it, and as I start to stroke hungrily up and down, locking my eyes in his, I see that both the porn and my eagerness are having the desired effect. He's going to cum. "Are you going to cum for me? Are you going to shoot your hot cum all over my hand, baby? Are you going to drench me in it?" But I can't bear to let his hard cock go. I slow down and move my hands, loosening my grip so that I'm barely touching him, just tickling him with my palms as I twist back and forth. He squirms under me, his eyes glazed as he writhes and lifts his ass off the couch. I close just thumb and forefinger around the base of his shaft and slide it gently up and down halfway, barely touching him with the pads of my fingers, wrapping my other hand around his head and squeezing firmly and rhythmically. His head snaps back and he presses hard against the pillows, his back arching. He's grasping the back of the sofa, now, trying to steady himself as I lose all composure, consumed with hunger for his orgasm. I grasp his cock shaft firmly with both hands and start jerking him off hungrily, desperate for his cum. I pump my double-fist up and down on him, eyes fixed on his face as it twists and reddens in pleasure, his gaze never leaving me. When the first spurt explodes from the tip of his cock, I feel a rush of excitement and bring my face down to smell it, still looking at him. More come shoots out over my breasts, coats my hand and arm, even splatters on my extended tongue as I open my mouth hungrily. The whole time, he's forgotten about the porn movie; as he cums, he's staring at me as I stroke his cock. As his cock softens, I lay my face against his chest, smelling the sharpness of his cum and enjoying the way it slickens against my hand as I stroke his balls and belly. My breasts becomez slick against his stomach, moistened with his cum. Casually, he clicks the remote control again and our romantic comedy comes back; I feel a vague thrill at the way he just blithely took us back to what we were doing before I jerked him off. Until the next time, that is. I know just how to get him hard again, and I think about 10 minutes more of this movie is all I can stand. It won't be long, now. I can already feel his cock stirring against me. Irish  |
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1 post 4/1/2007 3:37 pm |
Exteremely hot and erotic. This is one sensuous woman.
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thank you bigguy....  ... I take great pride in being sensuous
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Very nice sexy you bring thst sensuous to life, I will be moving to Woodbridge in July and love to talk and hopefully more hon
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.... things are always best the second time round Irish
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Thanks Neil. Although pron doesn't do anything for me...being erotic does
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8/24/2007 3:07 am |
Damn I wish you were closer, a lot closer...       
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