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Fingers
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FINGERS
Trey sighed. It had been a long, hard day week, in fact. Lisa nestled in
his lap, her face buried in his neck and shoulder as she floated somewhere in
the soft and fluffy world their cuddling often generated for her. She had some
time ago softly moved herself onto his lap, pushed her skirt up and behind her,
then, moving her legs far apart, gently pushed his two middle fingers up inside
her. She tugged her pussylips wide apart until they were taut, pink and shiny
with the strain of stretching, then closed the heel of his hand upon it, his
fingers still inside her. She closed her thighs tightly and trapped his hand
within her, gently rolling his hand with her movements, fondling him as she
freed him from his clothing. She particularly loved the long, gentle lovemaking
that began this way - he moving his hands inside her vagina, clenching and
unclenching his hand upon her clitoris as she rolled her thighs back and forth,
controlling both the movements and the pressure of his fingers inside her and
his hand upon her.
Gently she stroked him, slowly, softly. It would not do to bring him on
too fast. Dimly, lost in the mists of her own pleasure, she was aware,to a
surprising degree of the intensity of his arousal, and careful not to push him
over the brink, either physically or psychologically. She loved his hands upon
her, and in her. She loved to fondle him, and could float this way for hours.
Her belly rolled visibly. She dripped with wetness, as the movement of his
fingers made soft sucking sounds, swirling, slowly circling inside her cunt.
She gasped as he crooked the first joints of his fingers and slowly pressed
them outward in a circle just barely inside the sphincter of her cunt. She
spasmed and shuddered as she came. Her nipples stood erect and puckered, an
inch long at least, as his left hand curled around her and began to tease them,
pulling and plucking, twisting and kneading, pressing and squeezing.
She had come that way several times in the past hour, each time her cunt
grasping firmly at his fingers and pulling them up even deeper inside her, but
her arousal grew in intensity with each orgasm. Somewhere deep inside her was
a primal gnawing, a hunger for him and his seed that would not be denied.
Careful not to move his fingers out of her, she sat erect, and swung her
legs to straddle him as she opened his shirt and pulled it off of him. Finally
she took him by his cock, and pulled him gently erect, legs spread wide for him
to more easily retain his hold upon her, and tenderly tugged him down to the
floor. Again straddling him, this time with her backside facing him so he could
continue to probe her cunt and play with her pussy, she bent carefully forward
to drag her nipples along his abdomen as she pulled away his trousers and his
underwear. That done, she proceeded to lubricate him carefully, taking him
slowly into her mouth, inch by careful inch, each bob of her head moving him
more deeply into her throat until the final bob placed her so deeply around him
her nose was buried in his sac and her lower lip rested on the hard bone that
underlay the soft flesh surround- ing the base of his cock. She began to
swallow, then to bob, swallow, bob, swallow, bob, her fingers lightly
scratching his balls and the perineum that lay at the base of his pelvis. From
time to time she lifted high enough to breath, licking swiftly at the tip of
his cock, rimming the head with a flickering tongue, her teeth lightly raking
up and down the tender, swollen head. She pressed the tip of her tongue into
the opening that leaked his seminal fluid, lapping contentedly at the liquid
she found there, plunging suddenly the full length of his shaft until he was
firmly embedded once again within her mouth and throat. She resumed her
sucking, swallowing motions. He was arching and thrusting into her throat,
moaning, but it was not yet the time...
She was reluctant to tear herself from the sweetness that was flowing from
his hands up into her cunt, shaking her belly with tremendous spasms, her
buttocks clenching and unclenching as she came, and came, and came. His chest
was slippery with the juices that had dripped from her. Swiftly she reversed
herself, swapping ends with such alacrity that her pussy hardly felt the
difference in the rhythm of the stroke between his fingers and his cock as he
pushed deeply into her, probing the depths of her womb. She took a moment or
two, sitting quite erect, her breasts bouncing as she moved, to position him
very carefully, so that his cock not only lay within her cunt, but pushed
gently into her cervix pressing against the top of her womb, the feeling of
fullness and completion that contact gave her threatened to overwhelm her yet
again. He lifted his knees behind her so that she could lean back a bit,
laying her weight upon his thighs stretching her pussy so wide it seemed the
skin would have to tear, as she tilted her cunt forward and up so he could see
himself enter her. Her clitoris stood firm and straight, a small errection of
her own. He reached forward and began to flic the tip of her clitoris with a
finger, lightly, ever so lightly; then, reaching to run his fingers around his
cock as she lifted slightly to pull a little of herself outside her cunt, he
wet his fingers on her tissue and his cock, grasping her clitoris firmly at the
base, and beginning slowly to wind it, like a watch.
She began to pump him in and out of her cunt, carefully maintaining the
highly visible posture she knew he loved - her thighs spraddled as widely as
they would go, her pussylips, pinched firmly one in each hand, stretched wide
and taut so her cunt was clearly visible against the background of her shaved
pubes (she didn't like anything obscuring his view of her, not even her pubic
hair, she loved the look in his eyes when he looked at her.) Up and down, in
and out, with each raise of her hips, a bit of her pulled out with his cock,
and she gradually shifted her hands on her pussy so she could hold it wide with
the heels of her hands, while she firmly grasped and squeezed herself around
his cock. She began to hammer her pussy on his pelvis, her moans rising in
pitch as she rose in tempo. She had come already half a dozen times, but he
had not, not yet. Orgasms she had had aplenty this day, but it was not enough.
She needed not just another orgasm, she needed him, his essence, his substance,
that which made him what he was, and she began to plead and beg for it, to
whimper, her muscles pulling and tugging, sucking and coaxing. He had for some
time now been holding her breasts in his hands, kneading and squeezing, her
long nipples clipped between thumb and hand, as much to keep her breasts from
aching with the vigor of her humping as she worked ever harder, relentlessly
compelling him to greater heights of pleasure.
Her eyes closed, she could feel every nuance of the twitches and quirks of
his cock's movements within her, she could almost feel hiload mound up inside
her. The moment was as such that is left her in seventh heaven.
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