Hotlanta Lovin' - Sex Stories

Hotlanta Lovin'

... you gasp while looking down at me as I lower you onto my pole, parting your labial folds and slipping into the sweet, warm wetness of your inviting vagina. "Aaaaaaaaaarrggghhhh", you purr, as I enter you slowly up to the hilt and as you wrap your legs around my back and I thrust in and out of you, your lips are like sweet fire as they once again lock with mine, your glorious, reptilian-like tongue slithering around inside my cheeks like a demented eel. I manouevre over to the bed while still thrusting in and out of you, making you wriggle with delight..............while on my king sized bed, you look up at me with astonishment as I am riding you missionary style and as I sense an orgasm building within you, I join you in your efforts with greater thrusts. As you tense and begin convulsing, you issue forth a stream of vaginal fliud that soaks my crotch at the same time as I shoot off a load of sperm into you. Our bodies are immobile for almost a full minute and as our mutual orgasm subsides, we collapse into a satisfied, sweaty heap on the bed. "Enjoyable?", I ask "Yes, love.", you reply, as I pull the covers over us as we are both too exhausted to go to the bathroom to shower. I've wanted you forever and now I have you. I play it cool, but my head is wild with joy as we wrap up our dinner at that nice gothic themed restaurant in uptown Atlanta. "Check please" I shout, and as the waiter comes over with the bill, I look deeply into your eyes and realise the wine has done its ...

... job..............they are loaded with mischief and made worse by the crooked smile on your lovely, thick lips. As we go out to the car and we are about to get in, without warning, you lift your black lace skirt pull your panties down and pop a squat, realeasing a sustained golden shower which splalshes loudly on the asphalt, all the while grinning at me. Feigning anger, I grab you and throw you into the passenger seat of my Jaguar and the engine roars as we peel off into the night for my apartment. I take your long tongue into my mouth and our lips remain locked as we ride twenty floors up to my penthouse while my finger explores your slippery womanhood, making you moan with pleasure. We enter my apartment and stumble toward the master bedroom, but the overwhelming passion we feel only allows us to get as far as the fireplace in the living room. You bend over provocatively and as you drop slowly, your black lace panties, exposing your massive, black licorice flavoured derierre, the reason why you have been walking funny and grimacing with ecstacy all evening is clear................the huge, blue butt plug that I had suggested you wear on this special evening, is still lodged firmly in your rectum, pressing against your vagina from the inside, keeping you stimulated and moist for three hours. Your face tightens as you groan while using your sphincters to eject the plug and as soon as it falls out of your anus with a satisfying "pop", I drop to my knees behind you and my tongue ...