Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Goodbye SeXStoRY

My pussy throbs with anticipation. My heart beating rapidly as I grow excited to see him. It has been weeks since we had been together. For those past long weeks, the thought of him made my pussy quiver. The few days we would run into each other, my body ached for him to touch me, my pussy moistening as I looked into his eyes and he made promises that he could not keep. But finally the day had come that we would be together again; even just for one last time. I had to make it special somehow. As I pin myself in my corset, I watch my body shape into an hour glass and my breasts become full and perky. I rub my hands over my breasts, admiring the way they look. I zip up my frilly black skirt admiring myself more as I bend over to check out just how short my skirt is. It is perfect, the bottom of my butt slightly peeking out and my bare sweet pussy is exposed. I sit down on my bed slowly putting on my fishnet thigh highs, one at a time, rubbing my hands along my calves smoothing the stockings down, snapping the elastic tight to my thigh. I imagine the look on his face as he walks in to see me all dressed up for him. I look like a dirty little whore, he will be so excited. Rubbing my hands slowly over my calves and up to my thighs, my pussy tingles and moistens, as my fingers creep to the inside of my thigh, just below my throbbing pussy. I feel the warmth on my fingers. Rubbing my fingers over my swollen clit I slowly enter two fingers inside of me, rubbing my clit with my thumb. I flop onto my back, my skirt hiked up and knees in the air as I pound myself with my fingers. I imagine him kissing me and it is almost like I can feel him inside of me. Using my imagination, I can smell the Old Spice body wash he uses, and feel the whiskers from his beard on my pussy. Arching my back, my pussy tightens around my fingers. My body pulsates and releases as I squirt all over my bed. I clear my throat and relax, looking at the clock beside my bed, realizing he will soon be here. I stand up straight, looking at myself in the mirror as I fix my skirt and stockings. Now it is time for some final touches. I put on my make-up, using a black liquid liner I make my eyes smoky, smudging them to make my eyes look bigger and brighter. I add a little blush and light pink lop gloss. Again I look at myself, and am amazed at the transformation. Next I put in a huge pair of hoop earrings and put a rhinestone choke chain around my neck. I am looking pretty damn hot. Then of course the piece de resistance the high heels. One at a time I place each black shiny high heeled shoe on my foot, each time slowly smoothing my hand up my calf and over my knee, to the inside of my thigh, where I feel the warmth and moisture of my pussy. Throbbing with anticipation as I take my time getting ready for my lover. Finally one last time I look in the mirror, smoothing my hand over my cheek, down my chest, adjusting my breasts. I insert my fingers into my wet pussy one more time, removing the wet fingers, tasting myself. I adjust my skirt and stockings as I stand up tall admiring myself in the mirror. I tussle my hair giving it a sexy windblown look, and wink at myself in the mirror. ************** He looks at me with surprise as I walk into the room. I can tell from the look in his eyes, that he is instantly aroused. I strut over to him, taking long strides, to be sure my skirt sways letting him get a peek. His eyes get big and dreamy as he realizes I have no underwear on. He growls at me, and pats the sofa indicating for me to sit next to him. I sit down at the other end, as far away from him as I can, letting my skirt ride up slightly, exposing my pink pussy. Grabbing me by the legs and pulling me towards him he rubs my clit with his fingers. Slowly he slides his fingers over my pussy lips and with the other hand he grabs my face and kisses me passionately. Licking my lips he enters his tongue into my mouth, kissing me deeply and passionately like no one has ever done before. My heart races and my knees begin to shake, as an overwhelming feeling of desire fills my body. Petting my hair he nibbles on my ear, slowly running his tongue down my neck, pulling down my corset exposing my breasts. Taking two fingers he pulls my nipples, I wince from the pain. Kissing my breast he takes my nipple into his mouth, kissing them softly and tenderly, stopping for a moment, he looks up at me with a mischievous grin on his face, before I can ask him “what” he pulls at my breast and begins to suck my nipple again, biting and nibbling harder and harder. Wincing from the painful pleasure I pull his hair and pull him off my breast, and kiss him f***efully. We moan and grope at each other, licking and pawing at each other like wild a****ls. Lifting up my skirt and grabbing my legs he buries his face into my pussy. Licking and sucking my clit I moan, gyrating my hips. Licking my sweet pussy lips, he tongue fucks me, arching my back I orgasm as he continues to lick me. Entering two fingers inside of me, he finds my g-spot and caresses it gently. I tingle goes through my whole body as he f***efully pounds me with his fingers. Jumping up onto my knees I fumble with the belt and zipper on his jeans, pulling down his pants I see the bulge in his boxer briefs. I pull at his underwear, drooling, wanting his hard cock in my mouth. Still on the sofa on my knees, I bend over his lap and wrap my hands around his stiff manhood. I smile at him mischievously and go in for the prize. Licking the tip of his cock I taste his pre-cum, excitement shudders through my body. Slowly I take his shaft in my mouth, sucking and licking, until I can’t take anymore and gag. My eyes water as he pushes my head down forcing me to take it all. He removes his hand from my head and reaches behind me rubbing my wet pussy, grabbing at my ass and spanking it. I suck and lick his cock vigorously, expecting him to explode in my mouth, as he fingers me and rubs my soaked pussy. Pulling me by the hair he pulls my head up and kisses me passionately. I look into his eyes and my knees become weak once more. I realize at that moment how much I really do love him, but he will never be truly mine. He pulls off his t-shirt and sits there with a grin of lust and passion on his face. I rub my face against his chest, smelling the Old Spice body wash. I melt some more and wrap my arms around him, looking up at him adoringly. He tells me to get on top of him. I sit on him, his hard cock beneath my wet pussy. Grabbing me by the butt he picks me up slightly, putting his cock in me. The curve of his cock is just right fitting inside like a puzzle piece. I grab him by the hair kissing him, as I gyrate my hips and ride him slowly. Grabbing my ass, he bites my neck and sucks my nipples. I ride him faster and harder, his balls slapping against my ass. My pussy tightens like a vice around his hard cock, my ass muscles tighten as a shock of ecstasy goes through my body. My arms and legs shaking I hold onto the back of the sofa, bouncing up and down on his hard cock. My pussy muscles pulsate as I squirt all over his cock inside of me, leaking onto his lap and onto the sofa. Exhausted I push his cock out of me with my tight pussy muscles and start to roll off of him. He holds onto my arm and looks at me with slight disappointment. I giggle teasingly, and jump back onto his cock. Riding him with fury and passion, I paw at his back, pull his hair, and kiss him and bite him all over. My tits bounce as I ride him. He licks and bites them. I watch his face and see his expression change as his body prepares itself to cum. His eyes roll slightly in his head, his body relaxes, as he groans and pulsates his pelvis beneath me. I feel his warm wet stickiness inside of me. We stay in this position for quite sometime, looking into each others eyes, adoringly and smiling. The love we feel for each other is undeniable. It was never supposed to happen this way. We finally get up to have a cigarette and clean ourselves up a bit. I expect him to leave right after the cigarette, but he follows me back inside and makes himself comfortable on the sofa. I cuddle up to him, and we talk about the day and breathe each other in, ignoring the fact that this may be our last time together.

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