A Passionate Day - Sex Stories

A Passionate Day

... excitement and intensity in them. Our kisses become more urgent and passionate. I gently hold your hips and lead you into the dining room and sit you down on a chair and kneel infront of you. “Lift up your, skirt “I whisper, and you oblige willingly. Exposing matching baby pink cotton knickers, the material is stretched tight across your mound. Juices are already spreading across the front of them, highlighting your slit tracing a thin line across the tight cloth.Your body is already starting to tremble. I slip my fingers beneath the waistband and slowly pull them down. I expose your freshly waxed smooth pussy.Gently opening your legs as wide as possible. I pull your pert bottom to the edge of the chair. You’re pink, swollen pussy lips parting slowly, juice already trickling from deep within you. I slide my right index finger up and down your shiny, wet slit, lubricating them with your creamy nectar. I search out your already swollen clit, hidden under the tiny fold of skin at the top of your pussy. Your body jerks as spasms fire through you. You thrust your groin forward off the chair to meet my waiting mouth; I feel your body shake as my probing tongue flicks across the head of your engorged bud. I push two fingers into your moist opening, and they easily slide between your delicate silky folds. I thrust two fingers deep inside your wetness to hit your g spot. I gently hold your clit between my teeth, and flick my tongue across the head. As I increase the speed my fingers ...

... move in and out of you with renewed vigor. You start to tense up and your hands grip the sides of the chair as you begin to shudder. “I'm, cumming,” you scream in ecstasy. I shove my fingers into you even harder, sending wave after wave of pleasure just crashing through your body. Your pussy walls clamp onto my fingers with a vice like grip. As if a dam has burst, I feel a rush of juices wash over my tongue and fingers. I can’t swallow fast enough as your nectar floods my mouth. Spilling out the sides and running off my chin towards my chest and soaking into my shirt. You lean forward and kiss me deeply; your tongue runs around the edge of my mouth and chin as you lick your own juices from my face. “My cum, tastes really sweet, “you whisper, “It would taste even better mixed with yours too.” I reply, gasping for breath. With that you stand up and disappear into the kitchen you return with a bowl of strawberries. Whilst you have been away, you have also removed your bra. Your nipples are erect pushing against the soft material of your blouse. “I thought, we could share some of these Darling, “you smile. You take me by the hand, and I follow you up the stairs. Mesmerised I watch your firm, tight arse sway in front of me. I catch of glimpse of your butterfly tattoo at the base of your spine, as your blouse rides up seductively. You close the bedroom door, and put the bowl down on the chest of drawers. “Sit down on the bed,” you demand with a sense of urgency. You lean against the ...