A Passionate Day - Sex Stories

A Passionate Day

... door, and you unbutton three quarters of your blouse. This has exposed your cleavage, and partial contours of your firm breasts. You pick up a strawberry and slowly bite into it, a small amount of juice escapes your mouth and trickles down your chin. You scoop it up with your finger and suck it clean. You look across at me and grin as you pop two more into your mouth, juice runs freely out of the corners splashing down onto your blouse. Slowly you part your legs and arch your back. Tilting your head back as you take a small handfull of strawberries in both hands, and raise them just about your mouth. Your hands clasp together and squeeze the fruit. The juice pours into your mouth overflowing, and cascading down onto your chest. It continues running down into your cleavage and soaking your blouse, exposing every contour of your pert breasts. Your nipples become instantly erect straining against the damp material. You stand upright and run your hands down the front of your blouse, which is now virtually transparent. It hugs every contour of your amazing body. Undoing the remaining buttons it slides from your tanned shoulders, dropping to the floor. You slowly move your legs apart and lean back against the door. The way you look is indescribable; your body screams love, desire, and longing. “God, I love you Siouxsie, I want you so much.” I stammer. “Well you going to have to wait abit longer darling, I’m not done yet. You’ll have to wait your turn, why dont you get your cock ...

... out and stroke yourself.” you reply, with a wicked smile. I didn’t need to be told twice, and I remove my jeans and boxers in one tug. A sigh escape my lips as my swollen member is finally released. I sit back on the bed propping myself up on the cushions, and lean back against the metal bed head. Pre-cum is already oozing from the tip and I swirl it around my head with one finger. My left hand wanders down to my balls, and I cup them. My right hand slowly moves up and down my throbbing shaft. A low moans escapes from my throat as I look back at you. What I see makes my heart race a little bit faster. Your right hand has slipped into your pussy and found your clit, and you are gently rubbing it. Your fingers are coated in a combination of fruit and your own juices. Your other hand is now playing with your erect and swollen nipples. I feel a tingle spread out from my groin and a thin stream of precum oozes from my head onto my knuckles, as I continue to work my hand up and down my length in slow firm strokes. “Damn I’m close,” I moan, out loud. I stop for a moment or two to regain some control and then I return to the previous slow rhythm, tightening my grip as I do so. I back off the pressure again just a fraction, to catch my breath. I’m startled by the fact that I am now breathing heavily, my balls have started to tighten as I feel my climax building inside me. I stop instantly and refocus on you pleasuring yourself. “Don’t release yet darling, I want to feel you’re cum spurt ...