The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 2

... polo.” With her legs wide apart she stood over me, planted her hands on her hips and emptied herself. As the glistening water splashed onto my body, she shouted, “Oh my God… This is lecherous too, slutty, whorish.” The last bits were still dribbling down when she sat down on her knees again, now above my open mouth. The wet lips and the swollen clit came within reach of my tongue. “Lick that cum-begging, sluttish cunt of your slave,” she commanded. “Oh, it already rumbles in the distance… It’s coming…” A high pitched cry followed and her body was shaking, as a meanwhile familiar liquid shot into my mouth. She rolled off me and lied down with her arms stretched backward, her legs parted. But she didn’t need much time to recover. Leaning on one elbow she said, “How shall I offer my candy, nasty stallion? Submissively on my knees, with my butt pointing up, or against a tree? Even both maybe?” “The latter is very attractive. Nature should determine how far I get. On her knees, wiggling her butt, leaning on her elbows and her legs parted, she was a moment later waiting for my renewed entry into her inviting love tunnel. I wiped the rod a few times through her perineum, along the little chain. “Stop teasing me like that. I want that orgasm machine in my cunt. Fuck me!” So I did, in a controlled manner. Nature might have the last word, but I would make an effort to reach the ‘tree-phase’; there was the emphasis lying as far as I was concerned. If needed I would insert a break. So ...

... the fucking consisted of slow movements, all the way in and all the way out. Judging by her sounds it pleased her. But despite the control it started to rumble in the distance for me too. I stopped. “Get up. I want to pamper you in a different way for a while.” With my hands on her hips I turned her body to the high moon and stood behind her, the rod between her legs. I nibbled on her earlobe and whispered into her ear, “Feel the caress of the moonlight, my love. The moon is enjoying your beauty just like I do.” I kissed her neck and her shoulders, cupped her tits and played with them, caressed her belly with my fingertips, stroked her hips, just pulled at the rear end of the chain and touched her clit briefly. “I am melting,” she said softly. “If you continue like that, I will come spontaneously.” She shifted her feet a bit and braced the muscles of her thighs, whereby she squeezed my erection. “Imagine that there is a satellite hanging high above us,” I whispered into her other ear. “One that makes pictures, which are so sharp that your goddess-like body and everything we’re doing here is clearly visible. There is sufficient exposure.” She giggled. “If that would be possible… I love it to have hot photographs made of myself. You know that already. Let’s go on with the fucking. I have been craving for so long to feel you squirting inside me. Deep in my hungry honeypot.” She took the delightful position against a tree and shivering with joy I returned into her little cave. “Ah, ...