The Intimate Act

We snuck into this room holding hand and giggling like little schoolkids, we had to make sure nobody had seen us, and that no one was following us. Once inside we could not keep our hands off each others body. You pulled my shirt out of my pants and started frantically rubbing my chest. On my way to your tits I had unbuttoned your blouse barely managing to keep myself from ripping it apart. For a while we just stood there kissing passionately, but we knew that were not going to have much time to ourselves. So I pulled down your panties to gain access to your clit and your hole and told you to wrap your arms around my neck. With little effort I pulled you off your feet holding you by the small of your back.

There was not a lot of space in this room, but I made a step and felt that the wall was now supporting your back. Looking deeply into your eyes I slowly inserted my dick into your hole. The excitement of this adventure had made sure that there was no problem for sliding in and out. With your back agianst the wall I had enough leverage to pound you, with each of my strokes I went a little bit deeper. Each of my strokes made the two of us bang against the wall we were leaning on. While you arms were wrapped our my neck your legs were holding onto my hips, I hardly had support your weight with my hand. The depth of you kisses grew with each of my strokes.

The noise of a toilet flushing distracted us for a moment, the automatic flusher in our stall had gone off. I had distracted us but it was not keeping us from our main goal. Banging faster and faster we come to a point where we both know that the other is almost ready to come. A groan escapes you that slowly turns into a scream of passion as we go through our orgasm together. We pause for a moment drinking from the excitement and then quickly gather up our belongings to head out and maybe hit another toilet on the metro line to our home

Posted by Me on 26-08-2007 07:00:00 | Permalink | Comments

It is early, you are still asleep, but I have an urge that I don't want to suppress. I could masturbate but the thought of you makes me decide otherwise. I start spooning you, even though it was fairly cool you must have been warm during the night as you were not covered by your blanket. I line your back with my chest and belly stretching my body along yours. My arm reaches around your shoulders and my hand comes to rest on you ample breasts. My finger start feeling for your nipples, I slightly caress the fabric of your top to make them easier to find, and just like my guy reacts to your touch they dutifully present themselves.

You are still asleep, but I have to be careful not to wake you too soon, I want to see how far I can go without waking you. I carefully slip my hands into the side of your negligee, your breasts are still warm from your sleep. You still seem to be assleep but your body has started to move, I can see your pupils going back and forth, I hope that your dream is moving in the same direction that I am heading. I carefully rub your nipple and ever so faintly tweak it and turn it with my fingers. Your dream must have picked up it's pace as you start rubbing you but against my groin, I slowly pull my hand away from you breasts and slide it down your stomach to your smooth triangle. I can feel the wetness through the fabric of you nightgown, I slowly raise the hem and get acces to your plump lips. I lightly spread them and dip a finger into the gap between them. With your wetness lubricating my finger I start rubbing you clit ever so lightly.

By now I am fairly certain you are awake and just prolonging my play, as you know that once you open your eyes I will want what is due to me in the mornings. I go along with your game and tease your clit out of its sheath and your body into convulsions. You turn your head look me straight in the eyes with a good morning grin, my own grin widens as I know that it is time for me ...

Posted by Me on 24-08-2007 01:00:00 | Permalink | Comments

From here I can smell your sex, from here I can feel the heat of you body. From here I know I can set you aflame, a flick of my tongue makes your heart beat faster. Another flick releases a moan or a sigh, rolling my tongue around your center sends a wave of through your body that I can feel coming back through mine. From here I can taste your juice, when I drive my tongue into your center.

This pleasure is not yours alone, as your thighs encase my head I feel like I am part of you. Every one of your spasms is transfered straight into my head, every one of your sighs sends shivers down my spine into my member. While my tongue explores more and more of the place between your legs my nose gets to appreciate the real you, all of you packed into one subliminal package. Unconsciously it explores you more than my eyes or my head will ever be able to. I cuts through the surfaces and digs out the real you.

Your weight on my chest keeps my on the ground, it keeps my to my current purpose. But it also keeps me safe it tells me that I belong to you as much as you belong to me. Sometimes that connection is stronger than when we are joined at the hip. As I can feel your excitement mount I change the speed of my tongues attack on your button. I enjoy creating waves of pleasure ever mounting with each passing. As my vision is filled with your vagina I imagine your face as the waves go by. The sounds you make tell me that it is time to release you from the sweet torture.

Posted by Me on 23-08-2007 00:00:00 | Permalink | Comments

We are sitting in a public park, out of sight somewhere maybe under a tree. You are wearing a wide open summer skirt. The sun is shining through the leaves of the tree and the air is warm. While we are chatting my hand slowly creeps up your thighs and I notice that you are not wearing your panties. My hands start playing with your labia and your clit, i can feel you slowly getting wetter and wetter. To the passers by in the distance we just look like a couple enjoying a day in the park. You open your legs just enough for me to insert a couple of fingers into your hole so i can spread them.

Gently I play with you growing button as I watch you breathing faster and deeper. I slowly unzip my pants and my engorged cock springs out from my briefs. To hide our activities you spread out your skirt around us and sit in my lap facing my, looking into your eyes I can feel you breath in my face. As I enter you we kiss deeply reveling in the feeling of intimacy. You start grinding your hips on top of my penis. As rub our bodies against each other there can be little doubt to the onlookers of what we are doing but they are too far a way and too ashamed of noticing. With our mutual excitement growing i can feel the shivers in your body that tell my that you are ready to come, I squeeze the cheeks of my but and push harder into you trying to fill you as much as I can.

I can feel you shake, as you reach your orgasm I explode with pleasure, I can feel my dick pulse and the thick juice squirting into you. Still shaking we hold onto each other, now again looking like a couple enjoying the sun. We slowly kiss, reveling in the afterglow of our physical encounter

Posted by Me on 21-08-2007 12:14:39 | Permalink | Comments

Your hair is all gathered up in a bun today, exposing your neck to the searching looks of the men on the street. If they are observant they can see the muscles in your neck, the two lines that mark the spot. They can see the line where your hair starts, the can see it but they will never experience you reaction to the slightest touch at that line. They will never experience the sigh of pleasure that is evoked by running my fingers across that line.

What they can see if they look close enough are the little hairs that you don't cut, they run along the nape and along the muscles of your neck. Maybe you don't cut them because you like the way the wind feels on them when it swirls around you. Maybe it reminds you of my touch and how it feels when my finger move down your neck along your spine. Sometimes as slight as possible sometimes with more urgency scratching lightly.

I love the way you shiver when I run my hands down your spine, after I spent and you masturbate with some urgency. I can feel your body when I am resting my hand at the bottom of your spine, I can feel your energy at the bottom of your spine, and in and just at the right moment I move it a little bit lower.

Posted by Me on 20-08-2007 08:00:00 | Permalink | Comments